Chords for Dylan and the Dead: 7-10-87 The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest: JFK Stadium, Philadelphia

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_ _ _ _ [Bm] And [C] his head begins to [G] spin.
_ Lord, you please not stuff me like [Bm] that, he said.
It'll [C] stuff my foot [G] as well. _ _ _ _ _
Sometimes a [Bm] man must be alone, and [C] this ain't no place to [G] hide. _ _ _ _ _
And if that old [Bm] man pick you, _ _ [G] I'll have your face.
_ _ _ I'm going to start [Bm] my picking [E] right now.
[C] You just tell me, [G] man, you'll see. _ _ _ _
I [Bm] had a baby, _ [C] _ white [G] as a sheet.
_ _ They pointed [B] down the road, and [C] it said [G] eternity.
_ _ _ _ _ Eternity, said [B] Frankie Lee, with [C] a voice as cold as [G] ice.
_ _ _ _ _ [Em] That's right, it said [Bm] eternity.
Now you might call it paradise.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ I don't call it [Bm] anything, _ except [C] Frankie Lee with a [G] smile.
_ _ _ _ _ That's all right, [B] but to the twist, I [C] see you.
I'm from [G] the wild.
_ _ _ _ I need [Bm] it, man.
_ _ _ [C] The rest [G] of the old man's mean.
_ _ _ Just an impasse [B] stranger, Mr.
Garland [C] said. _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ Now you think you're Lee the [B] Gambler,
_ [C] who's fighting in this dispute. _
_ [G] Well, if your honor's a fellow called you down [Bm] the road,
then you see [C] that his name is Priest.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, I [Bm] recall him very well.
You [C] know, he just left my sight.
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Wouldn't dare to resist.
You know, [C] his heart almost quits being defied.
[G] _ _ _ _ That's right, said the [Bm] stranger.
_ Very [C] quiet as a mouse.
_ [G] Well, my message is he's down the [B] road, _ stranded [C] in a [G] house.
_ _ _ _ _ Frankie Lee, there's trouble.
[Em] Had dropped [C] everything in his van.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ Until he came up to [B] the spot where Judas Priest [C] sits there. _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ What kind of house is this, he said?
Well, [C] I've come to wrong.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ It's not a house at [Bm] all, said Judas Priest.
It ain't [C] a house, it's a [G] home.
_ _ _ Well, that's the staff [Bm] man, Frankie [Em] Lee.
What a [C] soulful, fawning [G] thief.
_ _ _ _ _ Oh, man, I don't [E] know if he's gonna [C] make his midnight [G] pill.
_ _ _ _ Oh, edge him to the [Bm] window.
_ _ [C] Why, that's the easiest [G] way.
_ _ _ _ And then he arms [Bm] him to the street,
which [C] is where he died of [G] thirst.
_ _ _ _ _ No one tried to [Bm] say a thing, and they carried him [C] out of his chest.
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Except the [Bm] little neighbor boy.
And [C] he just walked [Em] along with his [G] gizzle bells.
_ _ _ And he just walked [Bm] along _ with [C] his guilt so well [G] concealed,
_ _ _ _ that none of it [Bm] underneath his breath, [C] nothing is revealed.
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A moral of this [Bm] song, _ a [C] moral of this song,
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is simply that one [Bm] should never be with one that does not [G] belong. _ _ _ _ _ _
For when you see a [B] neighbor carry something [C] heavy with his load,
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that's your fault for saying [Bm] he should have died.
[C] Man, who would want to know?
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