Chords for Roger Manning "The Pearly Blues"

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_ [B] I'd like to thank you folks for having [Bm] me and Kevin come [F#m] out here to San Francisco.
[A] _ _ _ _ _
_ Let's see if I can do this one here.
Oh yeah. _
_ _ _ I'm dedicated to all the folk.
He's out at the San Francisco Folk Festival today and tomorrow.
_ Because this has got like a million folk lyrics weaved in there.
And _ _ irreverently, I kind of_ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _ [A] _
_ _ Yeah, black is the color of his [E] true love's clothes.
[B] _ _
_ [E] She [Dm] thinks I want to bed her.
[A] I just like looking at her face.
_ _ And I offer her some pearls.
[E] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ It's [D] dark as a dungeon [F#m] way down in the [E] subway.
_ _ _ [A] Hey, don't hate me just because I'm white and I won't hate you because you're not.
Come on, man.
Hang out.
Check out.
[B] _
String of [E] pearls.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ In the [E] step, folk singer and I.
_ _ I almost caught myself wearing my tears [F#] like a badge.
[A] _ _ _ Instead I fix [E] my broken strings.
_ [A] And thread them through your lives as we make our way.
[B] Back up to the street, [E] [A] surrounded by a million bricks.
_ That [A] point in every [E] direction across the continent.
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_ _ _ I was jazzing along on the couch with my baby.
_ [F#m] Space was a train, the sax played the [B] scenery.
_ _ [E] She ripped [D] my heart out with a [A] little blue eyes kiss and put it back.
_ _ [E] _
_ _ Yeah, [D] she's a sponge.
[A] She soaks up my words.
_ Makes them into [F#] pearls. _
[E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Well, the world is mine [E] because I'm poor.
_ _ Sadly on the road, alcoholic.
_ [A] _ _ _ _
And then the microphone _ drops to [E] the floor. _
_ [A] Face down in beer. _ _ _
Through your [E] sad TV night light.
Cold, wet shoot in the rain.
A [A] hitchhiker walks right past your window.
Relief on the [E] horizon.
_ _ _ _ Actually, I was hitchhiking [B] here when that happened.
I was [Am] down in LA.
Of course, I tried to get out of there as a hitchhiker.
It was pretty [E] awful.
I took a bus to somewhere [Am] and then, [D] well, what the [A] hell.
I was stuck for _ [E] like a day and a half.
Oh, what's the name of the place where the cops come from that beat up Rodney King?
Or that's where the trial was.
Do you [B] remember all that?
North, what do you call it?
[E] _ Yeah, Simi Valley. _
That's it.
Man, I was [A] just there all day and all night.
And then the [Am] morning I'd get up and people were [E] driving to work and they're getting on the on-ramp there and leaving me there to die and shit.
All nice cars, nice clothes.
And they all look really [A] miserable.
_ They're going to work. _
I'm like, it occurred to me.
I said, fuck, man, look at [E] that.
People work hard and end up with nothing.
I ain't got nothing either, but at least I didn't work hard for it.
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Actually, it goes a little further than that.
I'm thinking [Am] of my mom and that sort of thing.
This guy Chris Gray I used to know in New Haven, Connecticut.
And I didn't know shit.
I moved to New Haven, Connecticut in my _ [A#] _
first big city, kind of.
I [A] wasn't that big.
_ [E] And I go, look at this guy.
_ He's not working 95 and he's not doing any of the normal shit.
And he's like, [A] every day he gets up and walks around and he's breathing and living and shit.
God, shit.
I mean, I don't have to be a wage slave maybe or [E] whatever.
[D] _ [E] You know, _ what's my point? _ _ _
I ain't got [E] nothing, no, except maybe a string of pearls. _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
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In Amsterdam, _ I slept next to a [D] library in the bushes, [F#m] sang in the streets, _ _ [E] cheated on bus tickets.
_ _ [D] Never saw Michelle Schacht [A] around, but I hear she was up early in that town.
_ 5 a [C].m. in Amsterdam, [A] and this is how I know. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Oh, back in New York, dead in the water. _
_ _ No one to blow me away.
Oh, yeah, [E] and I had to go dive in for pearls.
That combat rock was blasting [A] and it had to be a folk song, _ _ [E] because everybody knew the words.
_ _ _ How many people here can sing all the words to [A] combat rock by The Clash?
Thank [E] God. _
_ _ But you can't sing the Pearly Blues all the way through, though, eh?
That's right.
[A] Because this is not a folk song.
[D] This is not a folk song.
This is not a [F#m] folk song, no. _
It's just a [E] string of [E] pearls.
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