Jockey Full Of Burbon chords

[Em]Edna Million in a drop dead suit
Dutch pink on a [B7]downtown train

Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot
I'm in the corner in the [Em]pouring rain

16 men on a deadman's chest
And I've been drinking from [B7]a broken cup

2 pairs of pants and a mohair vest
I'm full of bourbon; I c[Em]an't stand up.

[CHORUS]
[Am]Hey little bird,[Em] fly away home
Your house[B7] is on fire; your ch[Em]ildren are alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire; your children are alone
Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head
And I've been stepping on the devil's tail
Across the stripes of full moon's head
Through the bars of a Cuban jail
Bloody fingers on a purple knife
A flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife
Come admire the view from up on top of the mast

[CHORUS]

Yellow sheets in Hong Kong bed
Stazybo horn and a Singerland ride
To the carnival is what she said
A hundred dollars makes it dark inside.