Junkie and the Juicehead minus me
D G
I was a stumble bummin' down the neon Music City sidewalks
A G
With the Junkie and the Juicehead who had problems of their own
D G
Stuck with luck it kept me standin' just a step away from starvin'
A G D
And the talent that I swore I'd show before I'd go back home
G
Ninety days I looked the army makin' neither love nor money
D Em A
And my only set of clothes was gettin' closer to the bone
D G
And the Junkie placed an order with the Prophet on the corner
A Em A G D
And he told him of the soul that he'd been sellin' for a song
G D
He said my future was my fortune but I let it slip away
A D
Slowly smokin' myself broke on eighty cigarettes a day
G D
Findin' out that crime ain't all there is that doesn't pay
G A G
And writin' words that no one's gonna see but did you said it who said it
D
I can read my fortune in the bottom of a glass
A D
And I can see it's time for me to make my last request
G D
Won't you fill my grave with whiskey when I'm laid away to rest
A D
So the boys can say I drank myself to dead
A D G
Well I drank the whole thing over puttin' one and two together
A G A G
And it added up to more of what I didn't want to be
D G
I ain't blamin' Music City but it's only gonna see me
A G D
One more day and the wake up and the time it takes to leave
G
Cause I got a dirty picture of what could have been my future
D Em
In a Prophet pushin' day dreams on a corner for a fee
A D G
And the wino lookin' lonely at a bottle gettin' empty
A G D
And a hungry lookin' junkie huntin' tea in sympathy
G D
And I bet that junkie's laughin' after the life he threw away
A D
Slowly smokin' himself broke on eighty cigarettes a day
G D
Pleadin' down the Prophet to a price that he can pay
G A
And writin' words that no one's gonna see but did you said it who said it
G Em D
Every empty bottle is my private crystal ball
A D
And starin' into the future findin' nothin' there at all
G D
Which is what I'll miss tomorrow when the neon shadows fall
A
On the Junkie and the Juicehead minus me