Intro
E – A – E – A
E – A – E – E
Verse
F#m
How many times do I need to fix myself?
Learn another trick from my better half
E
She knows, she knows
F#m
That I try to look at things in a different light
and yet I don’t ever seem to do it right
E
I know, I know
F#m
That I drink too much and I eat too much
B7
everybody says I don’t sleep enough
F#m
and yet I don’t ever get to see
B7 E
the sunlight in the morning
F#m
Right now, I don’t need the money
It’s all in the game
B7
And yes, I could have a job
but it’s not the same
F#m
And boy, I’m trying
B7 E
but nothing’s ever good enough
A
So come on, sweet Mary Jane
Crawl into my head and relieve the pain
E E7
My cigarettes don’t taste as good as you
A
Sweet, sweet Mary Jane
I’m gonna make it big someday
Amaj7 E A E
I’ll wake up with my pockets full of gold
Verse
F#m
I make up the rules as I move, as I do my thing
E
Surprise, surprise, what the evening brings, you know
F#m
Education has never done the trick for me
but I’ve got an A in toxicology
F#m B7 E
I’ve still got a million things that I could be tomorrow
F#m
I know that I drink too much and I eat too much
B7
and that everybody says I don’t sleep enough
F#m
But why would I need to see
B7 E
the sunlight in the morning?
F#m
Right now, I don’t have the money
but papa’s got a lot
B7
and he don’t mind
giving me some of what he’s got
F#m
‘Cause he knows I’m trying
B7 E
but nothing’s ever good enough
A
So come on, sweet Mary Jane
Crawl into my head and relieve the pain
E E7
My cigarettes don’t taste as good as you
A
Sweet, sweet Mary Jane
I’m gonna make it big someday
Amaj7 G#m7
I’ll wake up with my pockets full of gold
Gm7 F#m7
It’s strictly medicinal
E
Sweet, sweet Mary Jane
Keeps on telling me that I,
I could be anything
Instrumental
E – A – E – A
E – A – B7 – B7
Bridge
E
Tired of the uptight,
F#
try to see the good side
A
‘stead of looking down
E
tryin’ to criticize me.
E
I’ll be riding shotgun
F# B7
so that I can roll some magical green
‘til I am living the dream with my baby
A
Come on, sweet Mary Jane
Crawl into my head and relieve the pain
E E7
My cigarettes don’t taste as good as you
A
Sweet, sweet Mary Jane
I’m gonna make it big someday
Amaj7 G#m7
I’ll wake up with my pockets full of gold
Gm7 F#m7
It’s strictly medicinal
E
Sweet, sweet Mary Jane
Keeps on telling me that I,
I could be anything
Outro
E – A – E – A
E – A – E – E