Tonalité : D minor
Verse 1
F
Dm
Falling James in the Tahoe mud
Am
Stick around to tell us all a tale
with a Gun Street girl
And now he's dancing in the
Am
Dm
Birmingham jail
Am
Dancing in the Birmingham jail
Dm
Verse 2
He took a hundred dollars off
a slaughterhouse Joe
Brought a brand new
Dm
He got all liquored up on that
Dm
Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow Corvette
Verse 3
Am
Dm
He bought a second- hand Nova
from a Cuban Chinese
And dyed his hair in the bathroom
Dm
With a pawnshop radio, quarter past four
He left for Waukegan at
the slamming of the door
Left for Waukegan at the slamming
of the door
Verse 4
Dm
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana,
ain't never coming home
Verse 5
in St. John's wood
Am
Soaking day- old bread in kerosene
Dm
Well, he was blue as a robin's
egg and brown as a hog
He's staying out of circulation
till the dogs get tired
Verse 6
Out of circulation till the dogs get tired
Dm
Shadow fixed the toilet
F
Dm
Am
with an old trombone
morning on a Saturday
Am
A
Am
Dm
Sitting by the Erie
with a bull- whipped dog
Telling everyone he saw,
"they went that- a- way, boys"
Telling everyone he saw,
"they went that- a- way"
Verse 7
on an old tin roof
And the Burlington Northern
Dm
Now a head full of bourbon and
Am
Dm
a dream in the straw
And a Gun Street girl was the cause of it all
Verse 8
A Gun Street girl was the cause of it all
Dm
Am
Dm
Well, he's riding in the shadow
by the St. Joe ridge
Hearing the click- clack tapping
on a New Year's Eve
One eye on a pistol and
the other on the door
One eye on a pistol and the
other on the door
Verse 9
Dm
Miss Charlotte took her satchel
down to King Fish Row
Smuggled in a brand new pair
Am
Dm
of alligator shoes
With her fireman's raincoat
and her long yellow hair
Well, they tied her to a tree
with a skinny millionaire
Am
Dm
Tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire
Verse 10
Dm
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana,
Verse 11
ain't never coming home
Dm
Banging on the table with an old tin cup
Sing I'll never kiss a Gun
Street girl again
Never kiss a Gun Street girl again
I'll never kiss a Gun Street girl again
Verse 12
Dm
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home
F
Dm
I said John, John, he's long gone
Gone to Indiana,
Outro 1
ain't never coming home
Dm
Dm
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