Kris Kristofferson - Junkie juicehead minus me

I was st^Dumblin' bumblin' down them neon M^Gusic City sidewalks With a J^Aunkie and a Juicehead who had ^Gproblems of their o^Dwn Stuck with luck that kept me standin' just a ^Gstep away from starvin' And some t^Aalent that I swore I'd show bef^Gore I'd go back h^Dome

80 d^Gays out of the Army, makin' neither love nor money And my o^Dnly set of clothes was gettin' c^Aloser to the ^A7bone Then the J^Dunkie placed an order with the p^Grophet on the corner While he to^Ald us of the soul that he'd been s^Gellin' for a so^Dng

He said my ^Gfortune was my future but I ^Dlet it slip away Slowly s^Amokin' myself broke on 80 ci^Dgarettes a day ^GFindin' out that crime ain't all there ^Dis that doesn't pay And wri^Gtin' songs for no one but mys^Aelf, and the Juicehead who said

^GIf I can read my fortune, in the bo^Dttom of a glass Then ^AI can see it's time for me to ^Dmake my last request Will you ^Gfill my grave with whiskey when I'm ^Dlaid away to rest So the ^Aboys can say I drank my way to h^Dell

Well I d^Drank the whole thing over, put ^G1 and 2 together And it a^Addered up to more of what I d^Gidn't wanna ^Dbe I ain't ^Dblamin' Music City but it's ^Gonly gonna see me One more ^Awork day and a wake up and the ^Gtime it takes to l^Deave

'Cause I ^Ggot a dirty picture of what could've been my future In a p^Drophet pushin' daydreams on a ^Acorner for a f^A7ee And a w^Dino lookin' lonely at a b^Gottle gettin' empty And a hu^Angry lookin' Junkie hauntin' t^Gea and sympath^Dy

And I ^Gbet that Junkie's laughin' at the l^Dife he threw away While he's s^Amokin' himself broke on 80 c^Digarettes a day ^GPleadin' down the prophet to a p^Drice that he can pay And ^Gwritin' words that no one's gonna ^Asee, but the Juicehead who said

^GEvery empty bottle is his p^Drivate chrystal ball Where he s^Atares into the future findin' no^Dthin' there at all Which is ^Gall I'll miss tomorrow when them ^Dneon shadows fall On a J^Aunkie and a Juicehead minus ^Dme