Alice Cooper – Crazy Little Child (Guitar)
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[Verse 1]
Em Crazy little child C Never got to see Em B All the pretty things in life B7 Had him put away Em Nothing they could say C B Could ever make the pieces fit Em Aw well, Daddy-o was rich C Mama was a bitch Em B Living wasn't easy in between B7 Behind his silent scream Em Jackson, in his teens C B Em Was planning his escape
[Chorus]
G He was a crazy little child D New Orleans Alley playground D7 Grimy faced D7 Em He watched the hookers cry G D Winos were his friends and when he talked to them D7 B They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by"
[Verse 2]
Em Depression settin' in C Desp'rate, cool and quick Em B Jackson learned the ropes out on the street B7 Little candy stores Em Just pickin' locks and doors C B Em Was practice for a two bit petty thief Em So Jackson went to Ritz C And ev'ryone was hip Em B Ritz ran all the rackets there in town B7 If you need another boy Em A trigger or a blade Em C B Well, I'm the slickest cat around Em Yeah, Ritz gave him the eye C Once over, then he smiled Em B "Yeah, I've got something here in mind B7 If you meet me here at two Em I think you'll like the view C B Em Of that long green when you crack that safe tonight"
[Chorus]
G He was a crazy little child D New Orleans Alley playground D7 Grimy faced D7 Em He watched the hookers cry G D Winos were his friends and when he talked to them D7 B They said, "Jackson, boy, they'll get you by and by" that's right
[Verse 3]
Em Well, I'll wait for you outside C And I'll be your ears and your eyes Em B And boy, you just slip in there and bring out all that loot B7 But Ritz was taken by surprise Em Couple of unspected guys C B Em And they left poor Jackson inside
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[Verse 4]
Em Questions there were few C In fact there were none Em B When those Sheriff's bullets start to fly B7 He lay dying on the floor Em With a smokin' forty-four C B Em He said, "I must admit the winos were right" Em Crazy little child C Never got to see Em B All the pretty things in life B7 We buried him today Em Nothing we could say C B Could ever make the pieces fit C B Em Yeah, I must admit the winos were right C B Em Oh, I must admit the winos were right C His last words were B B B C Em I must admit the winos we-ere ri-ight