Just Like Tom Thumbs Blues Chords & Lyrics - Judy Collins
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CAPO: 4th Fret
[INTRO]
[G]
[VERSE 1]
When you're lost in the rain, in Jua[C]rez, and it's Easter time [G]too
When your gravity fails, and nega[C]tivity don't pull you [G]through
Don't [C]put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Ave[G]nue
They got some [D]hungry women there and they [C]really make a mess out of [G]you
[VERSE 2]
If you see Saint Annie, [C]please tell her thanks a [G]lot
I cannot move my [C]fingers, they are all in a [G]knot
I haven't [C]got the strength to get up and take another [G]shot
And my [D]best friend, the doctor, won't [C]even say what it is I've [G]got
[VERSE 3]
Sweet Melinda, the [C]peasants call her the goddess of [G]gloom
She speaks good English, and she in[C]vites you up into her [G]room
And you're [C]so kind and careful not to go to her too [G]soon
And she [D]takes your voice, and [C]leaves you howling at the [G]moon
[VERSE 4]
Up on housing project hill,[C] it's either fortune or [G]fame
You can pick one or the other
Though [C]neither of them ought to be what they [G]claim
And if you're [C]looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you [G]came
'Cause the [D]cops don't need you, and [C]man, they expect the [G]same
[VERSE 5]
Now all the authorities, [C]they just stand around and [G]boast
How they blackmailed the sergeant at [C]arms into leaving his [G]post
And picking up [C]Angel, who just arrived here from the [G]coast
Who looked so [D]fine at first, but [C]left looking just like a [G]ghost
[VERSE 6]
I started out on burgundy, but [C]soon hit the harder [G]stuff
Everybody said they'd stand be[C]hind me when the game got [G]rough
But the [C]joke was one me, there was nobody there to even [G]bluff
I'm going [D]back to New York City, I [C]do believe I've had e[G]nough
[INTRO]
[G]
[VERSE 1]
When you're lost in the rain, in Jua[C]rez, and it's Easter time [G]too
When your gravity fails, and nega[C]tivity don't pull you [G]through
Don't [C]put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Ave[G]nue
They got some [D]hungry women there and they [C]really make a mess out of [G]you
[VERSE 2]
If you see Saint Annie, [C]please tell her thanks a [G]lot
I cannot move my [C]fingers, they are all in a [G]knot
I haven't [C]got the strength to get up and take another [G]shot
And my [D]best friend, the doctor, won't [C]even say what it is I've [G]got
[VERSE 3]
Sweet Melinda, the [C]peasants call her the goddess of [G]gloom
She speaks good English, and she in[C]vites you up into her [G]room
And you're [C]so kind and careful not to go to her too [G]soon
And she [D]takes your voice, and [C]leaves you howling at the [G]moon
[VERSE 4]
Up on housing project hill,[C] it's either fortune or [G]fame
You can pick one or the other
Though [C]neither of them ought to be what they [G]claim
And if you're [C]looking to get silly, you better go back to from where you [G]came
'Cause the [D]cops don't need you, and [C]man, they expect the [G]same
[VERSE 5]
Now all the authorities, [C]they just stand around and [G]boast
How they blackmailed the sergeant at [C]arms into leaving his [G]post
And picking up [C]Angel, who just arrived here from the [G]coast
Who looked so [D]fine at first, but [C]left looking just like a [G]ghost
[VERSE 6]
I started out on burgundy, but [C]soon hit the harder [G]stuff
Everybody said they'd stand be[C]hind me when the game got [G]rough
But the [C]joke was one me, there was nobody there to even [G]bluff
I'm going [D]back to New York City, I [C]do believe I've had e[G]nough
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