Kamikazee Man
By Cast Iron Filter
rmofle at satx.rr.com
1/12/2005
Capo 2
G Cadd9 G Cadd9 Am Em F C twice
[G]Three o'clock in the [Cadd9]morning
And I'm [G]driving drunk through [Cadd9]town
[Am]Part of me [Em]really wants the [F]law to bring me[C] down
I got your picture on my rearview mirror
I ain't lookin' at the road
I got a half a tank of gasoline that's ready to explode
I saw blue lights flashin' behind me
So I pulled off to the side
The woman walked up to my door, she said, "Boy, you could of died."
I said, "Thank ya, sir. I mean ma'am. Whatever,
I was trying not to blink.
But why don't we go round the corner round the corner and have a drink?"
Chorus:
Last [G]week, [D]workin' on my [Em]carburetor
You [C]looked so good with [G]oil smudged on your [Em]face[C]
You and [G]me, [D]sittin' there with our [Em]big bones achin'
We [C]turned the key and we're [G]riding through the market[Em]place[C]
Owned a joint in Missoula, back in 1982
We had drinks on hand and Kamikaze Man
We could really move 'em through
We were havin' a good 'ol time
Sittin' back and livin' free
Then one night some jack put a gun in my back, I said, "Man, this ain't for me."
So I blew outta town that night
With eight dollars and some change
Hitch-hiked to Dallas in a pickup truck cause I couldn't pay my way
The nights were cold as summer breezes
And the days were hot as Hell
But I found some guys who would sit and listen to the bad stories I tell
Chorus
Harmonica
You see me
I'm just a name
Or a number that wants to be something that it ain't
I'm just a guy
That don't know where he belongs
Maybe I should do something besides writin' drinkin' songs
Chorus
By Cast Iron Filter
rmofle at satx.rr.com
1/12/2005
Capo 2
G Cadd9 G Cadd9 Am Em F C twice
[G]Three o'clock in the [Cadd9]morning
And I'm [G]driving drunk through [Cadd9]town
[Am]Part of me [Em]really wants the [F]law to bring me[C] down
I got your picture on my rearview mirror
I ain't lookin' at the road
I got a half a tank of gasoline that's ready to explode
I saw blue lights flashin' behind me
So I pulled off to the side
The woman walked up to my door, she said, "Boy, you could of died."
I said, "Thank ya, sir. I mean ma'am. Whatever,
I was trying not to blink.
But why don't we go round the corner round the corner and have a drink?"
Chorus:
Last [G]week, [D]workin' on my [Em]carburetor
You [C]looked so good with [G]oil smudged on your [Em]face[C]
You and [G]me, [D]sittin' there with our [Em]big bones achin'
We [C]turned the key and we're [G]riding through the market[Em]place[C]
Owned a joint in Missoula, back in 1982
We had drinks on hand and Kamikaze Man
We could really move 'em through
We were havin' a good 'ol time
Sittin' back and livin' free
Then one night some jack put a gun in my back, I said, "Man, this ain't for me."
So I blew outta town that night
With eight dollars and some change
Hitch-hiked to Dallas in a pickup truck cause I couldn't pay my way
The nights were cold as summer breezes
And the days were hot as Hell
But I found some guys who would sit and listen to the bad stories I tell
Chorus
Harmonica
You see me
I'm just a name
Or a number that wants to be something that it ain't
I'm just a guy
That don't know where he belongs
Maybe I should do something besides writin' drinkin' songs
Chorus