Mesa, Arizona

Artist: Jeffrey Foucault        www.jeffreyfoucault.com

Album: Ghost Repeater

Questions/comments:  mmozian@nyc.rr.com

All C chords played with the pinky on the high E string, third fret.

C/BChord: (x2555x@1)                   

e-----3--------|
B-----1--------|
G-----0--------|
D-----0--------|      
A-----2--------|
E-----X--------|

Intro:    C (x32010@1)    Am (x02210@1)     F (133211@1)     C (x32010@1)C (x32010@1)      Am (x02210@1)               FAll (133211@1)alone in a Mexican joint
            CIn (x32010@1)Mesa, Arizona
                     AmWith (x02210@1)a mariachi band
               FOn (133211@1)the jukebox
               CAnd (x32010@1)an empty Corona
                     AmAnd (x02210@1)the sun gone down
                     FIn (133211@1)the pale thin pink
                         DmThere's (xx0231@1)no one to talk to

All I can think
        C (x32010@1)Is your eyes are full of train smoke
         AmAnd (x02210@1)your mouth tastes like rain
      FAnd (133211@1)I know when I know nothing
       DmI (xx0231@1)will always know your name
          C (x32010@1)          C/B (x2555x@1)You're my one and only one
               F (133211@1)      CYou're (x32010@1)my only one 

Out here working
In the neon lights
Where the temperature is falling
It's hotel coffee
Red-eye flights and Honey
I'm your midnight ringer calling
And the snow comes down
From this desert sky
And I tell everybody something
But it's usually good-bye
But not you you're my one
You're my only one 

     COnly (x32010@1)one I want to talk to
     AmOnly (x02210@1)one I know to call
     FOnly (133211@1)one who's going to catch me
        Dm (xx0231@1)When my pride leads to a fall
           BbYou're (x1333x@1)the sky all full of starlings
       F (133211@1)                     CAnd (x32010@1)an ax blade shining in the sun
           BbYou're (x1333x@1)the angel touched a coal
           FAgainst (133211@1)my lips
               CYou're (x32010@1)my only one 

Reel to reel
The country rolls
And the towns slide by
Like ghost repeaters
Of faded billboards & big-box stores
Like a movie of an empty theater
You look around and wonder
When the seams are going to fail
And how dear the cost of living
Where everything's for sale
Except you you're my one
You're my only one 

And I'm all alone
In a Mexican joint
In Mesa, Arizona