Guitar tune down one step: D G C F A D
Harmonica: Bb
Picking Pattern:
D------------------------------------------
A----1-------1-------1---------------------
F--------0-------0-------0-----------------
C------2-------2-------2-------------------
G--3-------3-------3-----------------------
D------------------------------------------
C---------------------------------->
Intro:
D----------0----0h3---0----0------3---1----
A--1---3--------1-----1----1--1------------
F--0----------------------------2-------2--
C----2-------2------2------2--3-----3------
G--3-----3------3-------3------------------
D------------------------------------------
C -----------------------> F---------->
D----1---0------------------0--0-------0---
A------------1----0-----0h1----0-----3-----
F------2-------2-------------------0-------
C--3-------3----------2----------2---------
G-------------------0----------------------
D------------------------------0-----------
F---> Fmaj7----> Am-------> Em------->
D------2---0---2---2-----------------------
A----------------------3-------------------
F----2-------2-------2---------------------
C--0-----0-------0-------0-----------------
G------------------------------------------
D------------------------------------------
D--------------------------->
C F
Back in the old folky days
Am Em D
The air was magic when we played
C F
The riverboat was rockin' in the rain
Am Em D
Midnight was the time for the raid
G
Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela
Am
They tore you down and plowed you under
Bm C
You're only real with your make-up on
G D
How could I see you and stay too long
C F
All along the Navajo Trail
Am Em D
Burn-outs stub their toes on garbage pails.
C F
Waitresses are cryin' in the rain
Am Em D
Will their boyfriends pass this way again
G
Oh, Mother Goose, she's on the skids
Am
Sure ain't happy, neither are the kids
Bm C
She needs someone that she can scream at
G D
And I'm such a heel for makin' her feel so bad
C F
I guess I'll call it sickness gone
Am Em D
It's hard to say the meaning of this song
C F
An ambulance can only go so fast
Am Em D
It's easy to get buried in the past
C F Am Em D
When you try to make a good thing last
Harmonica: G C G C Am G C G C Am
G
I saw today in the entertainment section
Am
There's room at the top for private detection
Bm C
To Mom and Dad this just doesn't matter
G D
But it's either that or pay off the kidnapper
C F
So all you critics sit alone
Am Em D
You're no better than me for what you've shown
C F
With your stomach pump and your hook and ladder dreams
Am Em D We could get
together for some scenes
Harmonica: G C G C Am G C G C Am G
Well, I'm up in T.O. keepin' jive alive
And out on the corner it's half past five
But the subways are empty
And so are the cafes
Except for the Farmer's Market
And I still can hear him say
You're all just pissin' in the wind
You don't know it but you are
And there ain't nothin' like a friend
Who can tell you you're just pissin' in the wind
I never knew a man could tell so many lies
He had a different story for every set of eyes
How can he remember who he's talking to
Cause I know it ain't me, and hope it isn't you




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