Artist: Tom Waits
[G]The prettiest girl
In [B]all the [Em*]world
Is in a [A]little Sp[D]anish [G]town
But I left her for a [B]Bonnie [Em*]lass
And I [A]told her
I'd see her a[D]round
But that [G]Bonnie lass
And her [C*]heart of glass
Would not [A]hold a candle
To [D]bumming around
So don't cr[G]y for me
For I'm [B]going a[Em*]way
And I'll be [A]back some [D]lucky [G]day
Tell the boys back home
I'm doing just fine
I left my troubles and woe
So sing about me
For I can't come home
I've many more miles to go
Why, there's Miss Kelsey
You taught dance at our school
And old Johnny O'Toole
I'll still beat you at pool
So don't cry for me
For I'm going away
And I'll be back some lucky day
Now when I was a boy
My daddy sat me on his knee
And he told me
He told me many things
And he said son
There's a lot of things in this world
You're gonna have no use for
And when you get blue
And you've lost all your dreams
There's nothin' like a campfire
And a can of beans
Why, there's Miss Kelsey
She taught dance at our school
And old Johnny O'Toole
I'll still beat you at pool
So don't cry for me
For I'm going away
And I'll be back some lucky day
Em* - 7. fret
C* - 3. fret
In [B]all the [Em*]world
Is in a [A]little Sp[D]anish [G]town
But I left her for a [B]Bonnie [Em*]lass
And I [A]told her
I'd see her a[D]round
But that [G]Bonnie lass
And her [C*]heart of glass
Would not [A]hold a candle
To [D]bumming around
So don't cr[G]y for me
For I'm [B]going a[Em*]way
And I'll be [A]back some [D]lucky [G]day
Tell the boys back home
I'm doing just fine
I left my troubles and woe
So sing about me
For I can't come home
I've many more miles to go
Why, there's Miss Kelsey
You taught dance at our school
And old Johnny O'Toole
I'll still beat you at pool
So don't cry for me
For I'm going away
And I'll be back some lucky day
Now when I was a boy
My daddy sat me on his knee
And he told me
He told me many things
And he said son
There's a lot of things in this world
You're gonna have no use for
And when you get blue
And you've lost all your dreams
There's nothin' like a campfire
And a can of beans
Why, there's Miss Kelsey
She taught dance at our school
And old Johnny O'Toole
I'll still beat you at pool
So don't cry for me
For I'm going away
And I'll be back some lucky day
Em* - 7. fret
C* - 3. fret
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