• Song:

    Broken Parakeet Blues

  • Artist:

    Ike Reilly

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Broken Parakeet Blues :  Intro - D5   A5   G5   D5  A5
D5   
East of the village and west of the trees
G5 
Up on the high ground where the soldiers would stand
D5
Cooling themselves in the sulfurous breeze
   A5                        G5
It seemed like something to lose

D5
The houses were filled with flattering hosts
   G5
In tight shirts and compliments for soldiers and ghosts
D5
Up on the high ground blowing their loads
        D5                  G5
For the cowgirls left back home

D5
How can you say there?s nothing to lose
A5
Singing your broken parakeet blues
       G5
On the side of the highway lighting the fuse
D5                             A5
Black like the crows from the cattlecar fumes

D5
Yeah, up on the highway near 29 Palms
A5
I saw busloads of soldiers rolling along
    G5
And people like crows on the side of the road
D5                 A5
Waving goodbye to lovers and sons

D5
The soldiers were boys, there were brown ones and fat ones
A5
White ones and cool ones and camouflaged black ones
G5
Sweet ones and cruel ones but I didn?t see
D5                     A5
Anybody I thought had money like me

D5
Some were sleeping, some dreaming, some quietly weeping
       A5
Out of 29 Palms the buses kept creeping
G5
Right through the desert and out to the shore
D5              A5
29 Palms won?t see ?em no more

D5
How can you say there?s nothing to lose
A5
Singing your broken parakeet blues
       G5
On the side of the highway lighting the fuse
D5                             A5
Black like the crows from the cattlecar fumes

D5
How can you just wave farewell to them
A5
Knowing what you know and where you have been
       G5
On the side of the highway lighting the fuse
D5                   A5
Singing your broken parakeet blues

D5              A5                   D5
How can you say there?s nothing to lose
D5   A5   G5   D5  A5

D5   
East of the village and west of the trees
G5 
Up on the high ground where the soldiers would stand
D5
Cooling themselves in the sulfurous breeze
       A5                     G5
We all crowed those parakeet blues
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