Tom Waits (born Thomas Alan Waits, in Pomona, California, on December 7, 1949) is a prolific American singer, songwriter, composer, and actor.
He started his career in the early 1970s as a singer in spit 'n' sawdust bars. Initially, he was deeply influenced by the beat generation, novelists like Jack Kerouac and William S. Burroughs, and poets like Allen Ginsberg and Charles Bukowski. Waits is often compared to Charles Bukowski, being similar both in content and lifestyle
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From: [email protected] Date: Thu, 15 Feb 1996 18:09:40 -0600 (CST) Subject: Tom Waits_On the Nickel
On the Nickle--Tom Waits
>From "Heartattack and Vine
Starts in the key of F# major: Intro: BF#BF#BF#D#m e-------|--------|---------|--------|---------|-------|----------| b-------|--------|6-7------|--------|---------|-------|6-7-------| G-------|------8-|---------|------8-|6--------|-----8-|----6-----| D-------|----9---|---------|----9---|---------|----9--|--------6-| A---9-8-|6-9-----|-----9-8-|6-9-----|-----9-8-|6-9----|------9---| E-------|--------|---------|--------|---------|-------|----------|
Verse 1: BF# Stick and Stones will Break my Bones, BF# But I always will be true, BF#D#m And when your mama is dead and gone, G#m C#(sus4)--C# I'll Sing this Lulabye just for you, BF# And what becomes of all the little boys, BF# Who never comb their hair BG#(major) F#D#m Well they're lined up all around the block G#mC#F# On the Nickel over there.
Verse 2: BF# So you better bring a bucket, BF# There is a hole in the pail, BF#D#m And if you don't get my letter, G#m C#(sus4)--C# Then you'll know that I'm in jail BF# And what becomes of all the little boys, BF# Who never say their prayers, BG#(major) F#D#m Well they're sleepin' like a baby, G#mC#F# On the Nickel over there.
Verse 3: DbAb And if you chew tobacco, DbAb And wish upon a star, DbAbFm Well you'll find out where the scarecrows sit, BbmEb Just like puchlines between the cars, DbAb And I know a place where a royal flush, DbAb Can never beat a pair, DbBb/DAb/EbFm And even Thomas Jefferson, BbmEbAb Is on the Nickel over There.
Verse 4: DbAb So ring around the rosie, DbAb You're sleepin in the rain, DbAbFm And you're always late for supper, BbEb And man you let me down, let me down again, DbAb I thought I heard a mocking bird, DbAb Roosevelt knows where, DbBb/DAb/EbFm You can skip the light with Grady Tuck, BbmEbAb On the Nickel over There.
Verse 5: EbBb So what becomes of all the little boys, EbBb Who run away from home, EbBbGm Well the world just keeps gettin' bigger, CmF Once you get out on your own, EbBb So here's to all the little boys, EbBb The sandman takes you where, EbBbGm Your sleepin' with the pillow of man, CmFBb On the Nickel over There.
Verse 6: EbBb So climb up thru that buttonhole, EbBb And fall right up the stairs, EbC/EBb/FGm I'll show you where the short(?) dogs grow, CmFBb On the Nickel...over There.
Notes: The tabs are not exactly guitar parts, but are string parts on the song. I'm not a guitarist, so I don't know what are the best fingerings, but these are the right notes.