Tom Waits – Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis (Guitar Intro)

G           B
Charlie I’m pregnant

Em             C
Livin’ over on Ninth Street.

G                B
Up above a dirty bookstore

   Em        C
On Euclid Avenue.

G                B
I stopped takin’ dope

      Em            C
And I quit drinkin’ whisky.

   Am                G
My old man plays the trombone

       C         D      G
And he works out at the track.

G                   B
And he says that he loves me

     Em                  C
Even though it’s not his baby.

G                       B
He says he’ll raise him up

             Em            C
Just like he would his own son.

G              B
He gave me the ring

        Em           C
that was worn by his mother.

   Am           G
He takes me out dancin’

      C    D   G
Every Saturday night.

G                    B
Ah, Charlie I think about you

      Em             C
Every time we pass a fillin’ station.

G                      B
On account of all that grease

            Em           C
You used to wear in your hair.

G                    B
And I still got that record

       Em              C
Little Anthony and the Imperials.

Am               G
Someone stole my record player

    C          D    G
Now how do you like that?

    Em                    G
Ah, Charlie I almost went crazy

Am             G
When Mario got busted.

                  C
So I went back to Omaha

   G            B
To live with my folks.

Em             G
But everyone I used to know

           C
Was either dead or in prison.

     Am                G
So I came back to Minneapolis.

            C         D     G
This time I think I’m gonna stay.

    G                    B
Hey Charlie, I think I’m happy

        Em                  C
For the first time since my accident.

G                     B
I wish I had all that money

           Em       C
We used to spend on dope.

G                 B
I’d buy me a used car lot

Em                  C
And I wouldn’t sell any of ‘em.

         Am                    G
I’d just drive a different car every day

C            D     G
Dependin’ on how I feel.

G               B
Ah Charlie, for Chrissake

Em                   C
You want to know the truth of it?

G              B
I ain’t got no husband.

Em                   C
He don’t play no trombone.

G                B
I need to borrow money

Em              C
To pay for this lawyer

                     Am           G
Charlie hey, I’ll be eligible for parole

     C    D      G
Come Valentine’s Day