{Capo III} 
 
Hey mister, that's me upon the jukebox
 D C Bm 
I'm the one that's singing this sad song
 D C G 
I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime
 D C Bm Esus E7 
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time
 Em7 A7 D Em7 A 
Southern California is as blue as the boy can be
 Bm E7 Bm E7 
Blue as the deep blue sea
 C G 
Won't you listen to me now
 Bm E7 
I need your Golden Gated cities like a hole in the head
 Bm E7 Bm E7 
Like a hole in the head, I'm free!
 C G D ( C G A )} 
I do believe I'm headed home
 D F#m Bm 
Hey mister, can't you see that I'm as dry as a bone
 C G A D 
I think I'll spend some time alone
 Bm F#m G 
Unless you found a way of squeezing water from a stone
 C G C A 
Let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can
 Bm E7 Bm E7 
Let the springtime begin
 C G 
Let the boy become a man
 Bm E7 
I have wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song
 Bm E7 Bm E7 
I've been this lonesome picker a little too long
 C G D , Em7 A 
Hey mister, that's me upon the jukebox
 D C Bm 
I'm the one that's singing this sad song
 D C G 
I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime
 D C Bm Esus E7 
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time
 Em7 A7 D , Em7 A 
 
{fade on Bm E7  progression} 
Well, I've been spreading myself thin these days,  

don't you know 

Good-bye.