Johnny Cash - The Junkie And The Juicehead (Minus Me): chords

Chorus:
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I was stumblin' bumblin' down them neon Music City sidewalks
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With a Junkie and a Juicehead who had problems of their own
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Stuck with luck that kept me standin' just a step away from starvin'
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And some talent that I swore I'd show before I'd go back home

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80 days out of the Army, makin' neither love nor money
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And my only set of clothes was gettin' closer to the bone
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Then the Junkie placed an order with the prophet on the corner
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While he told us of the soul that he'd been sellin' for a song

He said my future was my fortune but I let it slip away
Slowly smokin' myself broke on eighty cigarettes a day
Findin' out that crime ain't all there is that doesn’t pay
And writin’ words that no one's gonna
see but did you said it who said it

I can read my fortune in the bottom of a glass
And I can see it’s time for me to make my last request
Won't you fill my grave with whiskey when I'm laid away to rest
So the boys can say I drank myself to dead

Chorus:
Well I drank the whole thing over puttin' one and two together
And it added up to more of what I didn’t want to be
I ain't blamin' Music City but it's only gonna see me
One more day and the wake up and the time it takes to leave

'Cause I got a dirty picture of what could have been my future
In a Prophet pushin' day dreams on a corner for a fee
And the wino lookin' lonely at a bottle gettin' empty
And a hungry lookin' junkie huntin' tea in sympathy

And I bet that junkie's laughin' after the life he threw away
Slowly smokin' himself broke on eighty cigarettes a day
Pleadin' down the Prophet to a price that he can pay
And writin' words that no one's gonna
see but did you said it who said it

Every empty bottle is my private crystal ball
And starin' into the future findin' nothin' there at all
Which is what I'll miss tomorrow when the neon shadows fall
On the Junkie and the Juicehead minus me