Jockey Full Of Bourbon

Waits Tom

   Am
1. Edna Millon in a drop dead suit
                   E7
   Dutch pink in a downtown train
   Two dollar pistol, but the gun won't shoot
                            Am
   I'm in the corner in the pouring rain
   16 men on a deadman's chest
                                 E7
   And I've been drinking from a broken cup
   Two pair of pants and a mohair vest
                          Am
   I'm full of bourbon; I can't stand up

   Dm                   Am
R: Hey little bird, fly away home
        E7                Am
   Your house is on fire; your children are alone
   Dm                   Am
   Hey little bird, fly away home
        E7                Am
   Your house is on fire; your children are alone

2. Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan`s head
   And I've been stepping on the devils tail
   Across the stripes of a full moons head
   Through the bars of a Cuban jail
   Bloody fingers on a purple knife
   A flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
   I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife
   Come admire the view from upon the top of the mast

R: Hey little bird...

3. Yellow sheets in a Hong Kong bed
   Stayzbo horn and a Singerland slide
   To the carnival is what she said
   A hundred dollars makes it dark inside
   16 men on a deadman's chest
   And I've been drinking from a broken cup
   Two pair of pants and a mohair vest
   I'm full of bourbon; I can't stand up