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    G          D          G

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||o-----0---0------3----------0---0---------0---|
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||------0---0--0--(0)---------0---0---------0---|
||o-----2---2-----------------2---2---------2---|
||--3--(3)-------------2--3--(3)-----2--3--(3)--|

         Bm7                   C
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-------------3---3------3---3------1---1------1---1------1--------------|
-------------2---2------2---2------0---0------0---0------0--------------|
-------------4---4------4---4------2---2------2---2------2--------------|
---0--1--2--(2)----------------3--(3)----------------3--(3)--2--3--4----|
3-------------------2--(2)----------------3--(3)------------------------|

  D          G                Em         A          D
|-----2---2------3--------------------------------------2---2--|
|-----3---3------0---------------------------2---2------3---3--|
|-----2---2------0----------------0---0------2---2------2---2--|
|-0--(0)---------0----------------2---2------2---2--0--(0)-----|
|---------------------------------2---2--0--(0)----------------|
|------------3--(3)--3--2--1--0--(0)---------------------------|


G          D
----3---3------2------------||
----0---0------3-----------o||
----0---0------2------------||
----0---0--0--(0)-----------||
----2---2------------------o||
3--(3)-------------0--2-----||

Poncho's Lament

         G               D              G    Bm7
Well the stairs sound so lonely without you
                             C
And I ain't made my bed in a week
                     D         G       Em
Coffee stains on the paper I'm writing
        A             A         D
And I'm too choked up inside to speak

           G             D                G     Bm7
And Yes, I know our differences pulled us apart
                            C
Never spoke a word heart to heart
             D           G     Em
And I'm glad that you're gone
      A           D                    G
But I wish to the lord that you'd come home

And I'm glad that you're gone                 |
Got the feeling so strong                     |
And I'm glad that you're gone                 | chorus
But I wish to the lord that you'd come home   |

Well my guitar still plays your favorite song
though the strings have been outta tune for some time
Every time I strum a cord, I pray out to the lord
That you'll quit your honkey-tonkin' sing my song

chorus

So I'll throw another log onto the fire
And I'll admit I'm a lousy liar
As the coals die down and flicker
I hear that guitar picker
Play the song we used to sing so long ago

chorus

And I'm glad, damn glad you're gone
Got the feeling so strong
And I'm glad that you're gone
      A           D                    C Em7 Am7 G
But I wish to the lord that you'd come h  o  m  e

Words and Music by Tom Waits
Transcribed by 20100d@ifrance.com
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