Ambulance Blues

This tab was done by David Morbey 
(*)
I just copied it here because I saw 
that some guy was "desperate" for 
these tabs
Guitar tune down one step: D G C F A
 D
Harmonica: Bb

Picking Pattern:
  D-------------------------------
  A----1-------1-------1----------
  F--------0-------0-------0------
  C------2-------2-------2--------
  G--3-------3-------3------------
  D-------------------------------
     C----------------------------

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Intro:
  D----------0----0h3---0----0----
  A--1---3--------1-----1----1--1-
  F--0----------------------------
  C----2-------2------2------2--3-
  G--3-----3------3-------3-------
  D-------------------------------
     C -----------------------> F-

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  D----1---0------------------0--
  A------------1----0-----0h1----
  F------2-------2---------------
  C--3-------3----------2--------
  G-------------------0----------
  D------------------------------
     F---> Fmaj7----> Am-------> 

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Em-----------| 

  D------2---0---2---2------------
  A----------------------3--------
  F----2-------2-------2----------
  C--0-----0-------0-------0------
  G-------------------------------
  D-------------------------------
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C                      F
Back in the old folky days
Am           Em             D
The air was magic when we played
C                              
The riverboat was rockin' in the 
   F
rain
Am               Em           D
Midnight was the time for the raid
G
Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela
Am
They tore you down and plowed you 
under
Bm                          C
You're only real with your make-up 
on
G                        D
How could I see you and stay too 
long

C                      F
All along the Navajo Trail
Am                    Em         
Burn-outs stub their toes on 
     D
garbage pails.
Continúa después del anuncio
C                             F
Waitresses are cryin' in the rain
Am                    Em         
Will their boyfriends pass this 
    D
way again
G
Oh, Mother Goose, she's on the skids
Am
Sure ain't happy, neither are the 
kids
Bm                 C
She needs someone that she can 
scream at
G                    D
And I'm such a heel for makin' her 
feel so bad
C                              F
I guess I'll call it sickness gone
Am                   Em          
It's hard to say the meaning of 
    D
this song
C                           F
An ambulance can only go so fast
Am                Em           D
It's easy to get buried in the past
C                           F    
When you try to make a good thing
Am  Em  D
 last


Harmonica:  G  C  G  C  Am     G  C 
 G  C  Am


G
I saw today in the entertainment 
section
Am
There's room at the top for private 
detection
Bm              C
To Mom and Dad this just doesn't 
matter
G                   D
But it's either that or pay off the 
kidnapper
C                        F
So all you critics sit alone
Am                   Em          
You're no better than me for what
         D
 you've shown
C                           F
With your stomach pump and your hook
 and ladder dreams
Am               Em              D 
We could get
together for some scenes


Harmonica:  G  C  G  C  Am  G  C  G 
 C  Am G


Well, I'm up in T.O. keepin' jive 
alive
And out on the corner it's half past
 five
But the subways are empty
And so are the cafes
Except for the Farmer's Market
And I still can hear him say

You're all just pissin' in the wind
You don't know it but you are
And there ain't nothin' like a 
friend
Who can tell you you're just pissin'
 in the wind

I never knew a man could tell so 
many lies
He had a different story for every 
set of eyes
How can he remember who he's talking
 to
Cause I know it ain't me, and hope 
it isn't you