{Capo III}
Hey mister, that's me upon the jukebox D C Bm
I'm the one that's singing this sad song D C G
I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime D C Bm Esus E7
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time Em7 A7 D Em7 A
Southern California is as blue as the boy can be Bm E7 Bm E7
Blue as the deep blue sea C G
Won't you listen to me now Bm E7
I need your Golden Gated cities like a hole in the head Bm E7 Bm E7
Like a hole in the head, I'm free! C G D ( C G A )}
I do believe I'm headed home D F#m Bm
Hey mister, can't you see that I'm as dry as a bone C G A D
I think I'll spend some time alone Bm F#m G
Unless you found a way of squeezing water from a stone C G C A
Let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can Bm E7 Bm E7
Let the springtime begin C G
Let the boy become a man Bm E7
I have wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song Bm E7 Bm E7
I've been this lonesome picker a little too long C G D, Em7 A
Hey mister, that's me upon the jukebox D C Bm
I'm the one that's singing this sad song D C G
I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime D C Bm Esus E7
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time Em7 A7 D, Em7 A
{fade on Bm E7 progression}
Well, I've been spreading myself thin these days,
don't you know
Good-bye.