The Blues

C (x32010@1)                           G (320003@1)      FHe's (133211@1)gonna tell you 'bout his dear old mother
CBurned (x32010@1)up in a factory in Springfield, Mass.
                              G (320003@1)  FHe's (133211@1)gonna tell you 'bout his baby brother
C (x32010@1)							    Am (x02210@1)name="chord_xx0232@1">D   GHustlin' (320003@1)down the city streets and selling his ass for a dollar bag

He's gonna tell you 'bout his uncle Neddy
Locked up in a prison out in Oregon
He's gonna tell you 'bout his best friend Eddie
Killed in a bar fight with a pair of marines and a sailor, Oh

Chorus:
             C (x32010@1)         AmHe's (x02210@1)got the blues, this boy
     FHe's (133211@1)got the blues
        GYou (320003@1)can hear it in his music
     C (x32010@1)                 AmHe's (x02210@1)got the blues, this boy
     FHe's (133211@1)got the blues
        GYou (320003@1)can hear it, you can hear it

Am (x02210@1)                  /G#    /G         /F#
When I was nine years old my daddy ran away
       G (320003@1)               CWith (x32010@1)a woman he met on a train, oh
Am (x02210@1)           /G#             /G                    /F#
His little boy ran to the room where his piano lay in wait for him
   G (320003@1)                      CHe (x32010@1)played and he played, he played and he played

Chorus

A year ago, I met a girl I thought we'd hit a massive groove
But she dumped me and all we'd hit were the blues

Chorus

by: Jos? Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com