Chords for Joe Bonamassa Official - "Dislocated Boy" - Tour de Force: Hammersmith Apollo

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_ I'm lost in those city scenes.
Say, Lord, don't you come back and do you know who to be? _
Who will you find waiting for you in the blood and wine? _
Let me go, my preacher and my beloved wife.
I said, [D] hey, now, what's the [B] point of doing wrong when we _ can?
Arms are [Bm] busting down, I'm like, no, okay.
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Who's my what's up, [Bm] you said?
_ Don't you bore me, I'm alone.
Feelin' broken, I'm a dislocated boy. _
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[Bm] I have my addictions and I suffocate my pride. _
You and I fought your own wanted of a ride. _
All I do since I've been 60's old.
[F#] I miss you, your darling [Bm] by my very eyes. _
[D] I'm down, drag [Bm] on, _ _ _ _ shattered glass and one hell of a scar. _
_ Don't you say so, send me home, why don't you, boy?
I'm alone, feelin' broken, [B] I'm a dislocated boy. _
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_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ All I need is my old guitar and I'll give you the blue. _
Have the [B] affections, darling, and I can do. _
_ [Bm] It's a go, I'm a Johnson, baby.
I'll be for you, darling, gonna make you pay [B] someday.
I [D] said, hey, now, what's the [B] point of doing wrong when we can?
Arms are [Bm] busting down, I'm like, no, okay.
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[D] Who's my what's up, [B] you said?
Send me home, why don't you, boy?
I'm alone, [B] feelin' broken, I'm a dislocated boy. _
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_ _ _ [E] _ _ Tell me [Bm] about your work and class and your name.
[B] Tell me about your king.
_ I was born in Mississippi around 1923.
Blue-collar [G] flannel suits are my daddy's [Bm] way.
Working [Em] my feet, darling, to [B] the sky, baby.
I said, [D] hey, now, what's the point [B] of doing wrong when we can?
[Bm] Arms are busting down, I'm like, [F#] no, okay.
_ [A] Who's [Bm] my what's up, _ _ _ _ _ you said?
Send me home, why don't you, [B] boy?
I'm alone, feelin' broken, I'm a dislocated boy.
_ _ [Bm] I'm alone, _ feelin' broken, [E] I'm a dislocated boy.
I'm [D] alone, feelin' broken, I'm a dislocated boy.
I'm [Bm] alone, feelin' broken, [E] I'm a dislocated boy.
[D] I'm alone, feelin' broken, [E] I'm a dislocated boy.
[Bm] I'm alone, feelin' broken, I'm a [F#] dislocated boy.
[Bm] I'm alone, feelin' broken, I'm a dislocated boy. _ _
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