Junky Star

  B  Ab/A  A
B
The man come to shake my hand
    Ab/A                A
And rob me of my farm
B
I shot him dead and hung my head
     Ab/A                   A
And drove off in his car
B
So on the run with a smokin gun
     Ab/A                A
I’m lookin for the coast
B
Of all the things I’ve had and lost
        Ab/A               A
Your love I miss the most
     E     B         A
And hell will have to pay
   B                                       E
I went a little bit too far I’d say
Half drunk I stumble on
The whiskey from the bar
Sleepin in the Santa Monica pier
With the Junkies and the Stars
For when I wore a Spanish cross
Was reachin for my hand
Then a stranger took the place
Of words I couldn’t understand
                E          B            A
And there’s nothing but the ground
           E       B              A
It’s the only place I’ve found
        E       B       A          E
Where I can lay my head in town
Down on the boulevard
The sidewalk shuffles change
Cracked out from the night before
Hallucinating in the rain
So I borrowed a quarter for
A call to the other side
Told god that the whole damn world
Was waitin in line to die
But not me this time
I left the trouble far behind
And then he tied his arm off one more time