CAPO IV
[D] [D] [G]
[D]Hey Jack Kerouac, I think of your [Dsus4]mother
and the [D]tears she cried, they were cried for none [Dsus4]other
than her [D]little boy lost in a little world that [Dsus4]hated
and that [F#m7]dared to drag him down, her little boy cou[G]rageous
who chose his words from mouths of [A]babes got lost in the wood
[G]Hip flask slinging madman, [A]steaming cafe flirts
[G]they all spoke through you.
[D]Hey Jack, now for the tricky [Dsus4]part,
when [D]you were the brightest star, who were the [Dsus4]shadows?
Of the [D]San Francisco beat boys you were the [Dsus4]favorite.
Now they [F#m7]sit and rattle their bones and think of their [G]blood stoned days.
You chose your words from mouths of [A]babes got lost in the wood
The [G]hip flask slinging madman, [A]steaming cafe flirts,
[G]in Chinatown howling at [D]night.
G D G D G A x2
[D]Allen baby, why so [Dsus4]jaded?
Have the [D]boys all grown up and their beauty [Dsus4]faded?
[D]Billy, what a saint they've [Dsus4]made you,
just like [F#m7]Mary down in Mexico on [G]All Souls' Day.
You chose your words from mouths of [A]babes got lost in the wood
[G]Cool junk booting madmen, [A]street minded girls
[G]in Harlem, howling at [D]night.
G D G D G A x2
What a t[G]ear stained shock of the [D]world,
you've gone a[G]way babe, without sayin', [A]saying good[D]bye.
[D] [D] [G]
[D]Hey Jack Kerouac, I think of your [Dsus4]mother
and the [D]tears she cried, they were cried for none [Dsus4]other
than her [D]little boy lost in a little world that [Dsus4]hated
and that [F#m7]dared to drag him down, her little boy cou[G]rageous
who chose his words from mouths of [A]babes got lost in the wood
[G]Hip flask slinging madman, [A]steaming cafe flirts
[G]they all spoke through you.
[D]Hey Jack, now for the tricky [Dsus4]part,
when [D]you were the brightest star, who were the [Dsus4]shadows?
Of the [D]San Francisco beat boys you were the [Dsus4]favorite.
Now they [F#m7]sit and rattle their bones and think of their [G]blood stoned days.
You chose your words from mouths of [A]babes got lost in the wood
The [G]hip flask slinging madman, [A]steaming cafe flirts,
[G]in Chinatown howling at [D]night.
G D G D G A x2
[D]Allen baby, why so [Dsus4]jaded?
Have the [D]boys all grown up and their beauty [Dsus4]faded?
[D]Billy, what a saint they've [Dsus4]made you,
just like [F#m7]Mary down in Mexico on [G]All Souls' Day.
You chose your words from mouths of [A]babes got lost in the wood
[G]Cool junk booting madmen, [A]street minded girls
[G]in Harlem, howling at [D]night.
G D G D G A x2
What a t[G]ear stained shock of the [D]world,
you've gone a[G]way babe, without sayin', [A]saying good[D]bye.
