^C Let me tell you a story^Am ab^Gou^Ft a woman and a ma-a-n Maybe you will find fami^Dliar, maybe you won't unde^Grstand The man's name I don't rem^Cember, he was always Joe to ^Amme-^Ge-^Fe G C/G G C/G G C But I can't forget the woman she was always Christie Lee

He was working in the n^Cight club that's where he played the saxop^Amho-^Go-^Fone He used to fake the stock a^Drrangements he left the customers a^Glone One night b^Cefore the last song, about a quart^Amer a^Gfte^Fr three-ee-ee G C/G G C/G G C He saw her standing at the coat check, and made his move on Christie Lee

Christie Lee, Ch^Cristie Lee Chris^Amtie ^GLee^F Chri^Gsti^Ce Lee-ee-ee

She was a ni^Cce piece of ^Ammus^Gic^F, she had a rhythm all her o-o-own He ble^Dw a solo li^Gke a blind man, she really dug his saxophone She want^Ced more than^Am ju^Gst ^Fan encore, and he could play in every ke-e-ey He left the stage ^Gand packed his a^Clto,^C7 and took it home to Christie Lee

Oh, I he^Fard the man knew “The Bird” like the Bible Yo^Cu know the man could blow an educated axe He^F couldn’t see that Christie Lee was a woman Who didn’^Dt need ano^Gther lover all she wanted was the sax

It tool ^Ca while fo^Amr hi^Gm t^Fo notice, it took a while for him to see-ee-ee He ^Gwas never i^Cn control here, it was always Christie Lee

Christie Lee, Ch^Cristie Lee Chri^Amstie^G Le^Fe Chr^Gisti^Ce ^C7Lee-ee-ee

Oh th^Fe man took a calculated gamble Yes^C the man had the power to perform But ^FChristie Lee was more than he knew how to handle She didn’^Dt need him^G as a man, all she wanted was the horn

^C They say t^Amhat ^GJoe^F became a wino, they say he always drinks alo-oo-one They say h^De stumbles l^Gike a blind man, they say he sold his saxophone Even the ban^Cd must face^Am the^G mu^Fsic, that’s what the moral is to me-ee-ee The only time you^G hit the high notes.^C.. is when you play for Christie Lee

Christie Lee, Ch^Cristie Lee Chri^Amstie^G Le^Fe Ch^Grist^Cie Lee-ee-ee

Christie Lee, Ch^Cristie Lee Chri^Amstie^G Le^Fe C^Ghrist^Cie Lee-ee-ee