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Tom Waits : Early Years
1971


  1. Goin' Down Slow
  2. Poncho's Lament
  3. I'm Your Late Night Evening Prostitute
  4. Had Me A Girl
  5. Rockin' Chair
  6. When You Ain't Got Nobody
  7. Frank's Song
  8. Looks Like I'm Up Shit Creek Again
  9. So Long I'll See Ya

  10. Mockin' Bird
  11. In Between Love
  12. Blue Skies
  13. I Want You
  14. So It Goes

Goin' Down Slow

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G
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D
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C
D
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G
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G
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G
/b
D
Well it's a quarter of two and I'm looking at you
C
D
G
And going down, going down slow
G
/b
D
Yeah it's a quarter of two and I'm looking at you
C
D
G
And going down, going down slow
D
G
TV went off about one
D
G
We have only begun
D
G
I know that the wine's nearly gone
A7
D
But I have no intention of going home
G
/b
D
And it's a quarter of three, and you're digging on me
C
D
G
And going down, going down slow
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G
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D
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C
D
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G
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G
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x2
D
G
Could stay here all night
D
G
They claim you're outta sight
D
G
Please get up and turn out the light
A7
D
There ain't nothing better than the middle of the night
G
/b
D
When it's a quarter of four, begging for more
C
D
G
And we're going down, going down slow
C
D
G
We're going down, going down slow
C
D
G
Going down, going down slow
C
D
G
Going down... going down... slow


Poncho's Lament

Capo:
I
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
/g
/gb
/f
E7
Coffee stains on the paper I'm writing
A
D
And I'm too choked up inside to speak
And yes, I know that our differences pulled us apart We never spoke a word heart to heart 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


I'm Your Late Night Evening Prostitute

Capo:
-I
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


Had Me A Girl

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
And my doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feelin' blue And my doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feelin' blue And then I had me a girl in Mississippi Oh she sure was kippy Had me a girl from England She done split for the mainland And I had me a girl in New York She up and pulled my cork And my doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feelin' blue
G
Em
And my doctor says I'll be alright
G
Em
Doctor says I'll be alright
G
D
Doctor says I'll be alright
C
D
But I'm feelin' blue
Then I had me a girl from North Dakota She was just fillin' her quota Then I had me a girl from Chula Vista I was in love with her sister And then I had me girl from ... Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm And then the doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feeling blue And my doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feelin' blue And my doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feelin' blue Then I had me a girl from France Just wanted to get in her pants Then had me a girl in Toledo Boy she sure was neat-o Then I had me a girl from North Carolina She's still on my mind And my doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feeling blue And my doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright But I'm feelin' blue And my doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright Doctor says I'll be alright
C
G
But I'm feelin' blue


Rockin' Chair

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 a-flickerin' with the yellow and gold
C
G
B7
C
Makin' me quiver in the snowy cold
C
G
C
G
Got a lazy old woman screaming 'bout my money
C
G
B7
C
She took every cent and she didn't leave me any
D
C
D
C7
Times were never this good, got a fly for food
D
C
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 that he might be dead Times were never this 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


When You Ain't Got Nobody

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


Frank's Song

Capo:
V
C
E7
F
C
That woman will take you, that woman will break you
C
E7
F
G
That woman will make you something you've never seen
C
E7
F
F#dim
That woman's got claws, that woman's got laws
C
/b
/a
F
G
C
Now look out man, you're gonna lose 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 lose 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 lose, you're gonna lose your mind


Looks Like I'm Up Shit Creek Again

Capo:
I
G
C
Well the sun came in my window Wednesday morning
D
C
D
And your love was like the golden rays again
G
C
Now I'm lying here on a Thursday, and you're lovin' someone new
D
G
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
D
C7
G
Since you've been gone, I cry all the time
D
C7
D
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


So Long I'll See Ya

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


Mockin' Bird

C
Dm7
C
Dm7
F
G
C
Dm7
Mocking Bird high in a tree
C
Dm7
Looks like you got the best of me
C
Dm7
Mocking bird singing his song
C
F
Well, Mocking Bird is mocking me now that you're gone
F
G
Am
F
G
C
Mocking Bird high and aloof Well, he's blowing notes on top my roof Mocking Bird singing his song Well, Mocking Bird mocking me now that you're gone
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G
Am
F
G
C
Mocking Bird high in a tree Looking up at you, you're looking down at me Mocking Bird high and aloof Well, he's blowing notes on top my roof
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G
Am
F
G
C
Mocking Bird high in a tree Looking up at you, you're looking down at me Mocking Bird singing his song Well, Mocking Bird mocking me now that you're gone
F
G
Am
F
G
C
Throwed some papers, tried to scare him away Just looked down at me and this is what he said
F
G
Am
F
G
C


In Between Love

Fmaj7
Bb
F
Bb
C
Fmaj7
Bb
F
Bb
C
F
Bb
F
In between love and trying to scheme love
Bb
C
Who can tell what we may find
F
Bb
F
Never thought love, not get caught love
Bb
C
Between the magic in your eyes
Dm
C
Bb
C
Your love's like wind and it's cool and breezy
Dm
C
Bb
C
Never thought that love could be so easy
F
Bb
F
In between love and trying to scheme love
Bb
C
F
And in between love again
Fmaj7
Bb
F
Bb
C
Dm
C
Bb
C
Dm
C
Bb
C
C
In between love and trying to scheme love Who can tell what we may find All this time love, I sublime love To the feelings in my mind Your love's like wind and it's cool and breezy Never thought that love could be so easy In between love and trying to scheme love And in between love again
F
F
Bb
F
Bb
Bb
C
C
Dm
C
Bb
C
Dm
C
Bb
C


Blue Skies

Capo:
I
G
Bm7
Am7
D7
G
Am7
C
C/g
E|------|--------------|-----------2---3-|-------------|-----------------|
B|------|-----3---3----|-1---1-----1---1-|----3---1----|-1---1-------1---|
G|-----0|-----0---2----|-0---0-----2-----|----0---0----|-0---0-------0---|
D|--0h2-|--------------|-2-2---2-0-------|--------2----|-2-----2---2---2-|
A|------|---------2----|-0---------------|--------0----|-3---------------|
E|------|-3------------|-----------------|-3-----------|---------3-------|
D7sus4
D7sus4/a
D7
D7/a
E|------3-------3---|-----2-------2---|
B|------1-------1---|-----1-------1---|
G|----2---2---2---2-|---2---2---2---2-|
D|--0---------------|-0---------------|
A|----------0-------|---------0-------|
E|------------------|-----------------|
G
Am7
C
D7
Blue skies over my head
G
Am7
C
D7
Give me another reason to get out of bed
G
Am7
C
D7
And blue skies shine on my face
Em
Em/d
Em/c
Em/b
Am7
D7
Gsus4
G
Give me another woman to take her place
Ain't got no money, cupboards are bare No cigarettes and the kids got nothing to wear She walked out without a word Now the only sound left is the morning bird (singing) Blue skies over my head Give me another reason to get out of bed And blue skies shine on my face Give me another woman to take her place Blue skies over my head Give me another reason to get out of bed And blue skies shine on my face Give me another woman to take her place Give me another woman to take her place


I Want You

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C
Em7
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Am
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Dm7
G
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F
C
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C
Em7
Am
I want you, you, you
Dm7
G
All I want is
C
Em7
Am
You, you, you
Dm7
G
F
C
All I want is you
C
Em7
Am
Give you the stars above
Dm7
G
Sun on the brightest day
C
Em7
Am
Give you all my love
Dm7
G
If you would only say
C
Em7
Am
I want you, you, you
Dm7
G
All I want is
C
Em7
Am
You, you, you
Dm7
G
F
C
All I want is you


So It Goes

Capo:
I
A
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E
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E7
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A
D/a
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A
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E
A
If I was a seagull high and aloof
E
A
I'd sail to the highest perch on your roof
E
Asus4
A
But I ain't no seagull, you know my name
E
A
And the winds blowin' fortune, the winds blowin' pain
D
E
A
And so it goes, nobody knows
E
How to get to the sky
A
How to get to the sky
If I was a puppy-dog in the early dawn I'd make it to your house and sleep on your lawn But I ain't no puppy-dog, you know my name And the wind blows fortune, the wind blows pain And so it goes, nobody knows How to get to the sky How to get to the sky How to get to the sky How to get to the sky If I was a seagull high and aloof I'd sail to the highest perch on your roof But I ain't no seagull, you know my name And the wind's blowin' fortune, the wind's blowin' pain And so it goes, nobody knows How to get to the sky How to get to the sky How to get to the sky How to get to the sky If I was a puppy-dog in the early dawn I'd make it to your house and sleep on your lawn But I ain't no puppy-dog, you know my name And the wind blows fortune, the wind blows pain And so it goes, nobody knows How to get to the sky How to get to the sky How to get to the sky How to get to the sky