Pinball Song - Slobberbone
Standard tuning; Capo on three

Intro: C (walking up), F, C, G, C

F               C               G              C            
Six weeks on the road now, I'm feeling kind of spent
           F           C                 G                  
There's a few things I need and one's a friend
   F                C             G               Am
A few good games of pinball and a double whiskey sour  
     F               G                  C 
I'll rinse it with a beer and repeat again

(same chords repeated for the rest of the song)

You know I couldn't find
you in the place you used to be
I'm a sucker
for the old times, that's me
But I asked
around the bar and they said you were gone for a
couple of days
On a vacation in the drunk tank
so they'd say

I saw that girl you used to
know at the other end of the bar
I never
thought she'd ever get that far
She said you
two were through, it seemed you were driving for
different things
I said I understood, I've
wrecked that car
So now there's thirteen empty
bottles, a glass or two or four
The lights came
on we headed for the door
But the night was
adolescent and she said she wanted more
And that's what she kept the apple blossom for
So up the stairs to her apartment with the Christmas
lights that blink
It's the second week of May
but that'd be okay
Except that under those
blinking lights we opened a big old can of
stink
And you smell it soon enough in one more
day

Saturday, the twelfth of May, the
policeman turns the valve
And the first drunk
of the weekend dribbles out
Collect all your
effects and take a cab straight to the
bar
You're wondering what the whisperings all
about
Well I'll tell you:

It's about
the easy sheen of alcohol, of better-not-do's
done
Of blinking lights and the curse of
roomates' tongues
An entire bar's worth
holding theirs, but it only takes just one
And then it's pass that can around, it's your turn,
son
Because this pinball gane I'm playing, you
know it's not the same

Times used to be you
and me could always match
Yeah and the
multiball came easy just like the replay game
And the wagers won and tossed hard down
the hatch
So now I nailed the free game and
there's a bottle across my head
My table
tilts, I'm headed for the floor
Went out to
find an old friend but I lost me one instead
I lost it all for just another score