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  1. Somewhere (From West Side Story)Blue_Valentine.jpg

  2. Red Shoes by the Drugstore

  3. Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis

  4. Romeo Is Bleeding

  5. $29.00

  6. Wrong Side of the Road

  7. Whistlin' Past the Graveyard

  8. Kentucky Avenue

  9. A Sweet Little Bullet from a Pretty Blue Gun

  10. Blue Valentines

Somewhere (From West Side Story)

B B7         E            A
There's a place for us
F#m    B7        E            A
Somewhere a place for us
B                B7           G#m C#m
Peace and quiet and open air
A            D           B
Wait for us somewhere
B         B7 E          A
There's a time for us
F#m7 B7     E          A  F#m7
Someday a time for us
B           B7              G#m       C#m
Time together with time to spare
A            D      G
Time to care, time to learn
   C              Am
  Someday, somewhere
                      A7               D
  We'll find a new way of living
   Dm             G7            C        F#7
  We'll find a way of forgiving, somewhere...
B         B7  E           A
There's a place for us
F#m7 B7    E            A
A time and place for us
B            B7                      G#m      C#m
Hold my hand and we're halfway there
A             D                  G
Hold my hand and I'll take you there
C                Am          E
Somehow, someday, somewhere

Red Shoes by the Drugstore

No Reliable Tab Yet.

Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis

|F# - A#m7| - |B9| - |F# - A#m7| - |B9|
|F# - A#m7| - |B9| - |G#m - A#m7| - |B - B/C#|
F#                 A#7      B9
  Hey Charlie, I'm pregnant, and living on 9th Street
F#              A#7             B9
  Right above a dirty bookstore   off Euclid Avenue
F#                     A#7        B9
  And I stopped takin' dope and I quit drinkin' whiskey
       G#m7              F#/A#        B9        B/C#     F#   C#11  F#
And my old man plays the trombone and works out at the track
F#                A#7      B9
  He says that he loves me, even though it's not his baby
F#                   A#7                  B9
  He says that he'll raise him up like he would his own son
F#             A#7           D#m7        F#
  He gave me a ring that was worn by his mother
       B9           B/C#   C#7    B9   C#11  F#
and he takes me out dancin' every Saturday night
F#               A#7            B9
  Hey Charlie, I think about you everytime I pass a fillin' station
F#                      A#7                B9
  On account of all the grease you used to wear in your hair
F#                  A#7       D#m7                     F#
  I still have that record of Little Anthony and the Imperials
    B9                                  C#11              F#
but someone stole my record player, now how do you like that?
D#m7                 F#                G#m7              F#
  And hey Charlie, I almost went crazy,  after Mario got busted
B9                  C#7      F#             A#7
  So I went back to Omaha to live with my folks
D#m7             F#                      B9
  But everyone I used to know was either dead or in prison
G#m7                F#                B9                       C#7
  So I came back to Minneapolis, this time I think I'm gonna stay
F#                         A#7   B9
  Hey Charlie, I think I'm happy for the first time since my accident
F#                         A#7              B9
  And I wish I had all the money we used to spend on dope
F#                  A#7           D#m7                  F#
  I'd buy me a used car lot and I wouldn't sell any of 'em
         B9                    C#11        B9         C#11  F#
I'd just drive a different car every day dependin' on how I feel
F#            A#7             B9
  Hey Charlie, for chrissakes, if you want to know the truth of it
F#               A#7     B9
  I don't have a husband, he don't play the trombone
F#                 A#7      D#m7                          F#
  I need to borrow money to pay this lawyer, and Charlie, hey
        B9                       C#11        F#
I'll be eligible for parole come Valentine's day

Romeo Is Bleeding

Bm7 and F#9


Basic Chord Progression Is a simple e blues. ~MW

Wrong Side of the Road

|Bm7| - |E7|* - |Bm7| - |E7|
|Bm7| - |E7| - |Bm7| - |E7|
    Bm7          E7
Bm7                   E7
Put a dead cat on the railroad tracks
         Bm7                        E7
When the wolf bains blooming by the tressel
            G(7)                         F#7
And get the eyeball of a rooster and the stones from a ditch
    G(7)                                   F#7
And wash 'em down with bilge water and you say you'll never snitch
Take the buttons from a yellow jacket - The feather from a buzzard
and the blood from a bounty hunters cold black heart
Catch the tears of a widow in a thimble made of glass
Tell your mama and papa, they can kick your ass
Poison all the water in the wishin well
and hang all them scarecrows from a sycamore tree
Burn down all those honeymoons, put em in a pillow case
And wait next to the switch blades at the amusement park for me
Strangle all the christmas carols - Scratch out all your prayers
Tie 'em up with barbed wire and push them down the stairs
And I'll whittle you a pistol for keeping nightmares of the blinds
Those sunabitches always seem to sneake up from behind
Syphon all the gas from your daddys pickup truck
fill up johnnys t bird - I got a couple of bucks
Put a little perfume and ribbon in your hair
Careful that you don't wake up the hounds
Tear a bolt of lightning of the side of the sky
and throw it in the cedar chest if you want to tell me why
Bring the gear shift knob from a 49 merc
and lay down here beside me let me hold you in the dirt
You're gonna tremble as the flames tear the throat out of the night
sink your teeth into my shoulder, dig your nails into my back
Tell that little girl to let go of my sleeve
You'll be a woman when i catch you - Come baby, fall in love with me
With my double barrel shotgun and a whole box of shells
we'll celebrate the 4 of july
We'll do 100 an hour - Spendin someone elses dough
Driving all the way to Reno on the wrong side of the road

Whistlin' Past the Graveyard

Well, I come in on a night train
with an arm full of box cars
on the wings of a magpie
cross a hooligan night
And I busted up a chifforobe
way out by the cocomo
cooked up a mess a mulligan
and got into a fight (1)
Whistlin' past the graveyard
Steppin on a crack
Mean motherhubbard
Papa one eyed jack
You propably seen me sleepin
out by the railroad tracks
Go on and ask the prince of darkness
what about all that smoke
come from the stack
Sometimes I kill myself a jackal
suck out all the blood
Steal myself a stationwagon
drivin' through the mud
Whistlin' past the graveyard...
I know you seen my headlights
and the honkin of my horn
I'm callin out my bloodhounds
chase the devil through the corn
Last night I chugged the mississippi
now that suckers dry as a bone
Born in a taxi cab
I'm never comin home
Whistlin' past the graveyard...
My eyes have seen the glory
of the draining of the ditch
i only come to baton rouge
to find myself a witch
I'm-ona snatch me up a
couple of em every time it rains
you see a locomotive
probably thinkin its a train
Whistlin' past the graveyard...
What you think is the sunshine
is just a twinkle in my eye
That ring around my fingers
just the 4th of july
When I get a little bit lonesome
and a tear falls from my cheek
There's gonna be an ocean in
the middle of the week
Whistlin' past the graveyard...
I rode into town on a night train
with an arm full of box cars
on the wings of a magpie
cross a hooligan night
I'm-ona tear me off a rainbow
and wear it for a tie
i never told the truth
so I can never tell a lie
Whistlin' past the graveyard...
            Basstabs for chorus:

Kentucky Avenue

|Aadd9/C# - D6| - |Aadd9/C# - D6|
Aadd9/C#                       D6
  Eddie Grace's Buick got four bullet holes in the side
Aadd9/C#                                          Bm7     E7
and Charlie Delisle is sittin' at the top of an avocado tree
     Aadd9/C#                                      D6
Mrs. Storm will stab you with a steak knife if you step on her lawn
Aadd9/C#                                        Bm7             E7
  I got a half a pack of Lucky Strikes, man, so come along with me
Aadd9/C#                    D6
Let's fill our pockets with macadamia nuts
       Aadd9/C#                       Bm7          E7
And go over to Bobby Goodmanson's and jump off the roof
      Aadd9/C#                         D6
Well, Hilda plays strip poker when her mama's 'cross the street
Aadd9/C#                            Bm7        E7
Joey Navinski says she put her tongue in his mouth
      Aadd9/C#                              D6        Db7
Dicky Faulkner's got a switchblade and some gooseneck risers
     Gbm7            B9                   Bm7              E7
That eucalyptus is a hunchback, there's a wind up from the south
So let me tie you up with kite string
and I'll show you the scabs on my knee
Watch out for the broken glass, put your shoes and socks on
Bm7                   E7
  and come along with me
Let's follow that fire truck
I think your house is burnin' down
Then go down to the hobo jungle
and kill some rattlesnakes with a trowel
And we'll break all the windows
in the old Anderson place
And we'll steal a bunch of boysenberries
and I'll smear 'em on your face
I'll get a dollar from my mama's purse
and buy that scull and crossbones ring
And you can wear it 'round your neck
on an old piece of string
Then we'll spit on Ronnie Arnold
and flip him the bird
And slash the tires on the school bus
now don't say a word
I'll take a rusty nail
and scratch your initials in my arm
And I'll show you how to sneak up on the roof
of the drugstore
I'll take the spokes from your wheelchair
and a magpie's wings
And I'll tie 'em to your shoulders
and your feet
I'll steal a hacksaw from my dad
and cut the braces off your legs
And we'll bury them tonight
out in the cornfield
Just put a church key in your pocket
we'll hop that freight train in the hall
We'll slide all the way down the drain
Bm7      E7             Aadd9/C#     D6
  to New Orleans in the fall
|Aadd9/C# - D6| - |Aadd9|

A Sweet Little Bullet from a Pretty Blue Gun

Main bass-figure:
   Am                D/F#              E    F#7    Gm   G#m
Well it's raining it's pouring, you didn't bring a sweater
  Am              D7/F#                E  F#7  Gm  G#m
Nebraska'll never let you come back home
Hollywood and Vine by the Thrifty Mart sign
                  D7/F#          E  F#7  Gm  G#m
any night I'll be willin' to bet
There's a young girl with sweet little dreams and pretty blue wishes
              D/F#  E           Am
standin' there just gettin' all wet
And there's a place off the drag called the Gilbert Hotel
                             D7/F#                E F#7  Gm  G#m
and there's a couple letters burned out in the sign
And it's better than a bus stop they do good business every time it rains
for little girls with nothing in their jeans
D7/F#      E          Am
  but pretty blue wishes and sweet little jeans
And it's raining it's pouring, the old man is snoring
Now I lay me down to sleep
I hear the sirens in the street
All my dreams are made of chrome
  D7/F#          E    F#7  Gm  G#m
I have no way to get back home
I'd rather die before I wake
like Marilyn Monroe
and you could throw my dreams out in the street
            D7/F#  E            Am
and let the rain   make 'em grow
Now the night clerk he got a club foot
He's heard every hard luck story
           D7/F#             E  F#7   Gm  G#m
at least a hundred times or more
He says: Check out time is 10 a.m.
and that's just what it means
Go on up the stairs
                  D7/F#      E           Am
with sweet little wishes and pretty blue dreams
         Am                                        D7/F#
And it's raining it's pouring and Hollywood's just fine
Swindle a little girl out of her dreams
        E      F#7    Gm   G#m
another letter in the sign
Now never trust a scarecrow wearin' shades after dark
 be careful of that old bow tie he wears
It takes a sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun
             D7/F#           E         Am
to put those scarlet ribbons in your hair
No, that ain't no cherry bomb
4th of July's all done
Just some fool playin' that second line
         D7/F#       E           Am
from the barrel of a pretty blue gun
No, that ain't no cherry bomb
4th of July's all done
Just some fool playin' that second line
         D7/F#       E           Am
from the barrel of a pretty blue gun

Blue Valentines

     dm 7/9          E 7/9           dm 7
 e' |--12--|     e' |---X--|     e' |---5--|
 h  |--10--|     h  |---7--|     h  |---6--|
 g  |--10--|     g  |---7--|     g  |---5--|
 d  |--10--|     d  |---5--|     d  |---7--|
 A  |--12--|     A  |---7--|     A  |---5--|
 E  |--10--|     E  |---0--|     E  |---X--|
     am              A 7             H 7
 e' |---0--|     e' |---3--|     e' |---2--|
 h  |---1--|     h  |---2--|     h  |---0--|
 g  |---2--|     g  |---0--|     g  |---2--|
 d  |---2--|     d  |---2--|     d  |---1--|
 A  |---0--|     A  |---0--|     A  |---2--|
 E  |---X--|     E  |---X--|     E  |---X--|
intro: :| dm7/9 | E7/9 |: (played three times)
             | dm7 | E7/9 |
She sends me blue   valentines
        | dm7 |       | E7/9 |
All the way from Philadelphia
   | dm7 |      | E7/9 |
To mark the anniversary
   | am |         | A7 |
Of someone that I used to be
       | dm7 |
And it feels just like theres
  | E7/9 | am |            | A7 |
A warrant out for my arrest
       | dm7 |       | E7/9 | am |  | A7 |
Got me checkin in my rearview mirror
        | dm7 |       | E7/9 |
And I'm always on the run
            | am |         | A7 |
Thats why I changed my name
      | B7 |             | B7 |       | E7/9 |
And I didn't think you'd ever find me here
(same as above:)
(note: you can play | dm7/9 | instead of | dm7 |
on the first three lines of the following verses.
i think he always plays the | dm7/9 |-chord
but doesn't always make it up to the e'-string.)
To send me blue valentines
Like half forgotten dreams
Like a pebble in my shoe
As I walk these streets
And the ghost of your memory
Is the thistle in the kiss
And the burgler that can break a roses neck
It's the tatooed broken promise
That I hide beneath my sleeve
And I see you every time I turn my back
(same chords as verse)
She sends me blue valentines
Though I try to remain at large
They're insisting that our love
Must have a eulogy
Why do I save all of this madness
In the nightstand drawer
There to haunt upon my shoulders
Baby I know
I'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I go
With a blind and broken heart
That sleeps beneath my lapel
She sends me my blue valentines
To remind me of my cardinal sin
I can never wash the guilt
Or get these bloodstains off my handa
And it takes a lot of whiskey
To take this nightmares go away
And I cut my bleedin heart out every nite
And I die a little more on each St. Valentines day
Remember that I promised I would
Write you...
      | dm7 | E7/9 |
These blue  valentines
| dm7/9 | E7/9 |
blue    valentines
| dm7/9 | E7/9 | am |
blue    valen - tines