Dope Fiend Blues

Intro (Organ)

|Fm| - |C| - |Fm| - |Db|
|Fm| - |Eb| - |Ab| - |Db|
|C - Bb| - |C| - |F|

Guitar
|Fm| - |Fm| - |Fm| - |Fm|


    Fm        Fm       Eb          
E|---------|--------|-----------|-
B|---------|--------|-----------|-
G|---------|------2-|-4b5r4---2-|-
D|-------4-|----4---|-----------|-
A|----4----|--------|-----------|-
E|-2-------|--------|-----------|-
  Bb                   Fm     
E|-------------------|------|----| 
B|---2---------------|------|----| 
G|4----4p2-2h4--2----|------|----| 
D|----------------4p2h4-----|----| 
A|-------------------|------|----| 
E|-------------------|----0-|-2--| 



Verse 1
     Fm
In a police car I feel so very small
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  Eb                        Bb    
I see my lover's face and I watch 
              Fm
her teardrops fall
      Fm
And I try to figure out where I'd 
fallen off the track
  Eb                            Bb
I sold my soul to the devil and 
              Fm
then I stole it back


Chorus 1
           Bb              Ab 
And in the end, you know a dope 
                     Fm
fiend ain't got no friends
      Bb          Ab          
And a junkie is a junkie to the 
         Fm
bitter end
        Bb                  Ab    
Hope to die now, 'cause you know 
              Fm
I'm better off dead
    Bb                 Ab      
Hey brother, won't you lend me a 
          Fm
helpin' hand?


Verse 2
I tie myself off, shoot it in my 
veins
I feel like marlon brando and I've 
hid another day's pain
I'm goin' back where it's safe, 
goin' back to the womb
I find my mother's comfort, here in 
a needle and spoon

Chorus 2
And christmas for a dope fiend ain't
 no fun
Waitin' for good times that seem to 
never come
Goin' out now, gonna get myself a 
gun
Please stop me, don't you know I'm 
on a run?