Ambulence Blues

Intro:  G C Em A

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

G                      C
All along the Navajo Trail
Em                                
Burn-outs stub their toes on 
    A
garbage pails.
G                             C
Waitresses are cryin' in the rain
Em                                
Will their boyfriends pass this 
    A
way again
D
Oh, Mother Goose, she's on the skids
Em
Sure ain't happy, neither are the 
kids
F#m                 G
She needs someone that she can 
scream at
D                    A
And I'm such a heel for makin' her 
feel so bad

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G                              C
I guess I'll call it sickness gone
Em                                
It's hard to say the meaning of 
   A
this song
G                           C
An ambulance can only go so fast
Em                             A
It's easy to get buried in the past
G                                 
When you try to make a good thing 
C     Em     A
last


Harmonica Solo:  D  G  D  G  Em  
(x3)


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


Harmonica Solo:  D  G  D  G  Em  
(x3)

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

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

Harmonica Solo:  D  G  D  G  Em  
(x3)

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

Outro: G C Em A  G C Em
A D