5Th Avenue Bar

E                                 
Well, I could sit here and I could
   C#m  /B
 think
E                             C#m
'Bout the things that I ain't got
   /B

E                           C#m   
So don't mind me if I hesitate
 /B

E                             C#m
Tell you the truth, it ain't a 
     /B
lot


A                            G#m
I might come in here with a pocket 
full of money
F#m                               
And I might leave here with a dime
       B
 in my pocket
A                   G#m
But either way that don't make me 
happy
F#m                               
And all I have is this picture in 
   B
a locket

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E                            
So I go down street to the 5th 
         C#m
Avenue Bar
E                                 
I go over a man who's lighting up 
       C#m
his cheap cigars
A                      G#m
And I ask him if it's gonna get any 
better
F#m                      B
And he says, "No", he says, "No"

A                                 
There's this young man behind the 
       G#m
bar who'd take the bottle
F#m                               
"Here's how you let go, here's how
    B
 you let go"

E C#m
E C#m

Well I could sit here and I could 
pine
For your love to be as strong as 
mine
But instead I'll keep the peace
Sit here lonesome, sitting in my 
grief

And I could go somewhere and burn 
this lonely picture
Even in my head I know I'd still 
remember
Walking down the street, in my 
wallet there's a 50
And I drop it down at the place when
 we feel empty

Yeah, I'm down street at the 5th 
Avenue Bar
Talking to the man who's lighting up
 his cheap cigars
And I ask him if it's gonna get any 
better
He says, "For me it didn't, for me 
it didn't"

There's this young man behind the 
bar who'd take the bottle
"Yeah, this'll fix it", he says, 
"This'll fix it"

Well, I woke up in the morning
And the world was white as snow
Is it heaven or hell, which place 
did I go