Jockey Full of Bourbon Chords by Tom Waits

[E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#] _ _ [E] _
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_ [E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm in the corner on the boardwalk. _ _
[C] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
There's a passenger [Bm] moving.
I'm on [Em] the curb and I can't stand up.
[Am] _ _ [Em] Fire away.
[B] Houses on fire.
Chilling [Em] all alone.
Amber, fire [A] away.
[B] Houses on fire.
Chilling all alone.
[Em] She broke a bar on Morgan's Hill.
And I'm stepping [B] on the devil's tail.
Across the straps of a full moon's head.
Through the [Em] bars of a Cuban jail.
Cutting fingers on a buffalo knife.
[B] Drinking from a cocktail glass.
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife.
And I'm [E] from up _ [A] in here.
_ [Em] Fire away.
[B] Houses on fire.
[Em] Chilling all [A] alone.
Amber, [E] [Em] fire [B] away.
Houses on fire.
[Em] Chilling all alone. _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [G] _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _
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_ [G] _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Am] Amber, [E] fire away.
[B] Houses on fire.
[Em] Chilling all [Am] alone.
Amber, [E] fire [D#] away.
Houses on fire.
[Em] Chilling all alone.
Cause she's so hung up.
She's a [B] baller.
She's a little rat.
She took the car from the Fudge's.
Oh, I hope that was [Em] me for talking sad.
Hit the million in a truck.
_ [Bm] _
_ [B] _ _ _ I'm a pistol put the gun on the shoot.
I'm in the [Em] corner.
_ [A] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [B] _ [F#] _ [E] _ _ [A] _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [B] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ [Em] _ _ [F#] _ [Bm] _ _