Tom Waits : Early Years: Vol 1

G

Well it's a quarter a two

D

And looking at you

C

D

G

And going down, going down slow

G

Well it's a quarter a two

D

And looking at you

C

D

G

And going down, going down slow

D

G

D

G

TV went off about one, we have only begun

D

G

I know that the Wednesday may come

A7

D

But I have no intention of going home Well it's a quarter a three Digging on me And going down, going down slow Could stay here all night They claim your outta sight Please get up and turn out the light There ain't nothing better than the middle of the night And it's a quarter a four Begging for more And going down, going down slow Going down, going down slow Going down, going down slow Going down, going down slow Well it's a quarter a two And looking at you And going down, going down slow Well it's a quarter a two And looking at you And going down, going down slow TV went off about one, we have only begun I know that the Wednesday may come But I have no intention of going home Well it's a quarter a three Digging on me And going down, going down slow Could stay here all night They claim your outta sight Please get up and turn out the light There ain't nothing better than the middle of the night And it's a quarter a four Begging for more And going down, going down slow Going down, going down slow Going down, going down slow Going down, going down slow

G

D

G

Well, the stairs sound so lonely without you

B7

C

And I ain't made my bed in a week

C

D

G

E7

Coffee stains on the paper I'm writing

A

D

And I'm too choked up inside to speak

G

D

G

And yes, I know that our differences pulled us apart

B7

C

We never spoke a word heart to heart

C

D

G

E7

And I'm glad that you're gone

A

D

G

But I wish to the Lord that you'd come home And I'm glad that you're gone Got the feeling so strong And I'm glad that you're gone But I wish to the Lord that you'd come home Well, my guitar still plays your favorite song Though the strings have been outta tune for some time Every time I strum a chord, I pray out to the Lord That you'll quit your honky-tonkin' sing my song And I'm glad that you're gone Got the feeling so strong And I'm glad that you're gone But I wish to the Lord that you'd come home So I'll throw another log onto the fire And I'll admit I'm a lousy liar As the coals die down and flicker I hear that guitar picker Play the song we used to sing so long ago And I'm glad that you're gone Got the feeling so strong Yes, I'm glad that you're gone But I wish to the Lord that you'd come home And I'm glad, damn glad you're gone I got the feeling so strong Yes, I'm glad that you're gone But I wish to the Lord you'd come home

G

Am

D

Well, I got here at eight and I'll be here 'til two

G

Am

D

I'll try my best to entertain you and

G

Am

D

Please don't mind me if I get a bit crude

G

G/f#

Em

Am

D

G

I'm your late night evening prostitute So drink your Martini and stare at the moon Don't mind me, I'll continue to croon and Don't mind me if I get a bit lewd I'm your late night evening prostitute

Am

D

G

C

G

And dance, have a good time I'll continue to shine

Am

D

G

Yes, dance, have a good time

C

D

Don't mind me if I slip upon a rhyme And I got here at eight and I'll be here 'til two I'll try my best to entertain you and Please don't mind me if I get a bit crude I'm your late night evening prostitute I'm your late night evening prostitute

G

Em

Well, I had me a girl in LA

G

Em

I knew she could not stay

G

Em

Had me a girl in San Diego

C

D

One day she just had to go

G

Em

And then I had me a girl in Tallahassee

G

Em

Boy, what a foxy lassie

G

D

And my doctor says I'll be all right

C

D

But I'm feeling blue Well I had me a girl in LA I knew she couldn't stay Had me a girl in San Diego One day she just had to go And I had me a girl Tallahassee Boy what a foxy lassie

Chorus

And my doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feelin' blue And my doctor says I'll be alright And my doctor says I'll be alright And my doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feelin' blue And my doctor says I'll be alright And my doctor says I'll be alright And my doctor says I'll be alright And I had me a girl in Mississippi Oh she sure was kippy Had me a girl in England She done split for the mainland And I had me a girl in New York She up and pulled my cork

Repeat chorus

Then I had me a girl in North Dakota She was just fillin' her quota Then I had me a girl in Chula Vista I was in love with her sister Then I had me a girl in

Repeat chorus

Then I had me a girl in France Just wanted to get in my pants Had me a girl in Toledo Boy she sure was neato Then I had me a girl in North Carolina She's still on my mind

Repeat chorus

C

G

C

G

Well I'm sittin' right here in my rockin' chair

C

G

B7

C

Running my fingers right through my hair

C

G

C

G

Fire is flickerin' with a yellow and gold

C

G

B7

C

Makin' me quiver in the snowy cold

C

G

Got a lazy old woman

C

G

Screaming 'bout my money

C

G

She took every cent

B7

C

And she didn't leave me any

D

C

D

C

Times were never so good, got a fly for food

D

Got no woman to spend my money

D

Well she blew and took all my money So I'm sittin' right here in my rockin' chair Running my fingers right through my hair Spider caught the fly in his web Do believe he may be dead Times were never so good, got a fly for food Got no woman to spend my money Well she blew and took all my money Well I'm sittin' and I'm sittin' and I'm sittin' right here In my rockin' chair Watchin' my old dog losing his hair

Well when you ain't got nobody, anybody looks nice Don't take much to make you stop and look twice And it's either feast or famine, I've found out that it's true And I'm hungry as a bull dog, baby how about you And when you ain't got no big mama, all the mamas look hot And when lovin' is you weakness, your just bound to get caught And the story never changes, history tells it so plain And I'll be your Dick, honey, if you'll just be my Jane And when you ain't got nobody, anybody looks nice It don't take much to make you stop and look twice And it's either feast or famine, I've found out that it's true And I'm hungry as a bull dog, baby how about you, baby how about you

That woman will take you, that woman will break you That woman will make you something you've never seen That woman's got claws, that woman's got laws Now look out man, you're gonna loose your mind I had a friend, his name was Frank He walked on the water and Lord he sank We used to go stag, now he's got a hag It looks like Frank's got a new bag That woman will take you, that woman will break you That woman will make you something you've never seen That woman's got claws, that woman's got laws Now look out Frank, you're gonna loose your mind What happened to Frank, can happen to you Just find you a woman and watch what she'll do That woman will take you, that woman's gonna break you Look out man you're gonna loose, you're gonna loose your mind

Well the sun came in my window Wednesday morning And your love was like the golden rays again Now I'm lying here on a Thursday, and you're lovin' someone new And it looks like I'm up shit creek again And I can't help thinking of your lovin' ways And I cried a quart of tears since you've been gone And I can't face the morning by myself love And it looks like I'm up shit creek again Since you've been gone, I cry all the time And I cannot stand leavin' you behind So I'll pull myself together, And I'll dry away my tears But the morning light has brought back memories And I can't face the morning by myself love And it looks like I'm up shit creek again So I'm out a walkin' on this dusty highway 'Cause you've given me no reason for to stay And I'll walk until I've found someone who loves me not in vain And it looks like I'm up shit creek again And it looks like I'm up shit creek again

Mama's in the kitchen, Daddy's on the phone And nobody knows what's going on But I've got those So long I'll see you 'cause my Buick's outside waiting blues Well one for the money, two for the show Three to get ready, Tom's gotta go He's got them So long I'll see you 'cause my Buick's outside waiting blues Well bye-bye-bye, well bye-bye-bye Sing bye-bye Scoobie-do-bye-bye Gotta skeet-skat outta here, skeet-skat outta here And mama's in the kitchen, daddy's on the phone And nobody knows what's going on But I've got those So long I'll see you 'cause my Buick's outside waiting blues Well Tommy's gotta skeet-skat, skeet-skat outta here Skeet-skat right outta here And one for the money, two for the show Three to get ready, I gotta go 'Cause I've got them So long I'll see you 'cause my Buick's outside waiting blues And skeet-skat outta here, gonna skeet-skat outta here Gonna skeet-skat outta here, gonna skeet-skat outta here Got so long I'll see you 'cause my Buick's outside waiting blues Gonna skeet-skat outta here, gonna skeet-skat outta here Gonna skeet-skat outta here, gonna skeet-skat outta here I got so long I'll see you 'cause my Buick's outside waiting blues

Tom Waits : Early Years: Vol 1
1971

Goin' Down Slow

Poncho's Lament

I'm Your Late Night Evening Prostitute

Had Me A Girl

Rockin' Chair

When You Ain't Got Nobody

Frank's Song

Looks Like I'm Up Shit Creek Again

So Long I'll See Ya

Tom Waits : Early Years: Vol 1 1971

Goin' Down Slow

Poncho's Lament

I'm Your Late Night Evening Prostitute

Had Me A Girl

Rockin' Chair

When You Ain't Got Nobody

Frank's Song

Looks Like I'm Up Shit Creek Again

So Long I'll See Ya

Tom Waits : Early Years: Vol 1
1971