Tom Waits - Gun Street Girl

. . . gun street girl . . . by tom waits
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* from ’rain dogs’ ( 1985 ) *

intro :

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verse 1 :

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falling james , in the tahoe mud ,
A7
stick around to tell us all the tale .
Dm
well , he fell in love with a gun street girl ,
and now he’s dancing in the birmingham jail;
dancing in the birmingham jail .

verse 2 :

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he took a hundred dollars off A , slaughterhouse joe ,
A7
brought a brand new michigan twenty – gauge .
Dm
he got all liquored up on that road house corn ,
blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette ,
a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette .

interlude :

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verse 3 :

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he bought a second – hand nova from a cuban chinese ,
A7
and dyed his hair in the bathroom of a texaco .
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with a pawnshop radio , quarter past four ,
he left for waukegan at the slamming of the door ,
left for waukegan at the slamming of the door .

chorus 1 :

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i said john , john; he’s long gone ,
gone to indiana; ain’t never coming home .
i said john , john; he’s long gone ,
gone to indiana; ain’t never coming home .

verse 4 :

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he’s sitting in a sycamore , in st . john’s wood ,
A7
soaking day – old bread in kero – sene .
Dm
well , he was blue as a robin’s egg and brown as a hog ,
he’s staying out of circulation , ’till the dogs get tired ,
out of circulation , ’ti’l the dogs get tired .

verse 5 :

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shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone ,
A7
he never get up in the morning on a saturday .
Dm
sitting by the erie with a bull – whipped dog ,
telling everyone he saw; “they went that – A – way , boys” ,
telling everyone he saw; “they went that – A – way , boys” .

verse 6 :

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now the rain’s like gravel on an old tin roof ,
A7
burlington northern pulling out of the world .
Dm
now a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw ,
and a gun street girl was the cause of it all ,
a gun street girl was the cause of it all .

verse 7 :

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well he’s riding in the shadow by the st . joe ridge ,
A7
hearing the click – clack tapping of a blind man’s cane .
Dm
he was pulling into baker on a new year’s eve ,
one eye on a pistol and the other on the door ,
one eye on a pistol and the other on the door .

verse 8 :

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miss charlotte took her satchel down to king fish row ,
A7
smuggled in a brand new pair of alligator shoes ,
Dm
with her fireman’s raincoat and her long yellow hair ,
well , they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire ,
they tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire .

chorus 2 :

Dm
i said john , john; he’s long gone ,
gone to indiana; ain’t never coming home .
i said john , john; he’s long gone ,
gone to indiana; ain’t never coming home .

verse 9 :

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banging on the table with an old tin cup ,
sing; i’ll never kiss a gun street girl again .
never kiss a gun street girl again ,
i’ll never kiss a gun street girl again .

chorus 3 :

Dm
i said john , john; he’s long gone ,
gone to indiana; ain’t never coming home .
i said john , john; he’s long gone ,
gone to indiana; ain’t never coming home .

outro :

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chord diagrams :
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tabbed by joel from clumsy , bristol , england , 2006
( clumsyband@hotmail . com )