Furry Sings The Blues Chords by Joni Mitchell

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_ Old Peel Street [D] is coming down, [Em] _
[F] _ [C] Sweetie's snack bar, loaded up now,
[Am] And Eccles the tailor, [C] and the Shine Boy's gone, Faded out with ragtime [Em] blues. _ _
[G] _ And he's [Am] cast in [D] bronze, and he's [G] standing in a little [C] park,
With his trumpet in his hand, [Am] like he's listening back,
To the good old bands, and the click [C] of high-heeled [Em] shoes. _
[D] Old Furry sings the blues, propped up in his [F] bed,
With his [C] dentures and his leg removed. _ _
And [Am] Jenny's there, [C] for her kindness, and Furry's beer,
She's the old man's angel _ overseer.
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Pawn shops glitter [D] like gold-toothed caps,
[G] In the great [C] decay, they chew the last few dollars,
[Am] Off Old Peel Street's [Em] _ [Am] carcass. _
_ _ _ [Em] Carrion and Mercy, _
_ [G] blue and [C] [D] silver sparkling [A] drums,
[F] Cheap [C] guitars, eye shades and [Am] guns,
Aimed at the hot blood of being no one.
_ Down and out in Memphis, [C] Tennessee, _ _ [D] Old Furry sings the blues,
Bringing smoke [G] and [C] drink, and he'll play for you. _ _
It's [Am] mostly muttering [C] now, and sideshow spiel,
But there was one song he played, I [Em] could really [D] feel.
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_ [A] [C] Furry, old buddy, _ _ [G] _
[Am] Old Furry, I know,
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He's a double bill murderer at the [D] New Daisy,
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[C] The old girl's silent across the street,
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She's silent, [C] _ waiting for the record's beat, _
Silent, staring at her stolen name,
[G] _ [C] Diamond boys and [D] satin dolls,
[C] _ Bourbon laughter, _ ghost history falls,
To parking lots and shopping _ malls,
As they tear down Old Peel Street,
Old Furry [D] sings the blues,
_ He points a bony [F] finger at you, and [C] says, I don't like you,
Everybody laughs as if it's the old man's standard joke,
But it's true, we're only welcome for our drink and smoke,
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[A] _ [Em] _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
How will you see handy, [D] I'm rich and I'm [G] famed,
[C] And I'm not familiar with what you play,
But I get such strong impressions of your _ heyday,
[Am] Looking up and down Old Peel Street, _ _ _
[G] _ Ghosts of the dark town [D] society,
[F] Come right out [C] of the bricks at me,
_ Like it's [Am] a Saturday night, [C] they're in their _ finery,
Dancing it up and making deals, _
Furry [D] sings the blues,
_ Why should I [A] expect that [F] old guy [Am] to give it to me,
_ Falling to hard luck, and time, and other thieves,
[C] While our limo is shining on his shanty street,
_ [D] Old Furry sings the blues. _
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