LIQUOR STORE BLUES

(C#m)Stand in’ at this liq uor store, (G#m)whis key com in’ through my pores, (A)feel in’ in’ like I run this whole I’ve (CN.C.)block.

’cause (C#m)Lot to tick ets, cheap beer, (G#m)that’s why you can catch me here, (A)try in’ to scratch my way up to the (CN.C.)top.

’Cause my (C#m)job’s got me go ing (G#m)no where, so I (A)ain’t got a thing to lose.

Take me (C#m)to a place where I (G#m)don’t care; this is (A)me and my liq uor store (CN.C.)blues.

I’ll take (C#m)one shot for my pain,

(A)one drag for my sor

row.

(C#m)Get messed up to day,

I’ll (A)be o kay to mor

row.

(C#m)One shot for my pain,

(A)one drag for my sor

row.

(C#m)Get messed up to day,

I’ll (A)be o kay to mor

row.

Uh uh uh.

(C#m)Me and my gui tar to night, (G#m)sing ing to the cit y lights, (A)feel in’ to leave with more than what I’ve (CN.C.)got,

’cause (C#m)six ty eight ets, cent just (G#m)ain’t gon’ pay the rent, me so (A)I’ll in’ be out un til they call the (CN.C.)cops.

’Cause my (C#m)job’s got me go ing (G#m)no where, so I (A)ain’t got a thing to lose.

Take me (C#m)to a place where I (G#m)don’t care; this is (A)me and my liq uor store (CN.C.)blues.

I’ll take (C#m)one shot for my pain,

(A)one drag for my sor

row.

(C#m)Get messed up to day,

I’ll (A)be o kay to mor

row.

(C#m)One shot for my pain,

(A)one drag for my sor

row.

(C#m)Get messed up to day,

I’ll (A)be o kay to mor

row.

Uh uh uh.

Here comes Jun ior Gong; I’m (G#m)fly in’ high like Su per man; and (A)think ing that I run the whole (G#m)block.

I (C#m)don’t know if it’s just be cause pine (G#m)ap ple kush be tween my jaws has (A)got me feel ing like I’m on (B)top,

feel ing like I (C#m)would a stand up to the (G#m)cops,

and stand up (A)to da big ger heads be cause de (G#m)whole a dem are saps.

All de (C#m)talk, dem all talk, and dem (G#m)fly, make no drop.

(A)’Nuff ghet to, youth can not (CN.C.)es cape the trap.