Cold Dog Soup Chords

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Capo on 3

Am G F E7 

Am
William Butler Yeats in jeans
G
Got up to play guitar and sing
F                              E7   
In some joint in Mission Beach last night 
Am
At the door sat Tom Waits
G
In a pork pie hat and silver skates
F                                E7   
Jugglin' three collection plates, Jesus Christ

Am
Townes Van Zandt standin' at the bar 
G
Skinnin' a Hollywood movie star 
F
Can't remember where he parked his car 
E7
Or to whom he lost the keys 
Am
Full of angst and hillbilly haiku 
G
What's a poor Ft. Worth boy to do
F
Go on rhyme something for em' man
E7
Show em' how you really feel 

Chours: 
F                C  
Aint no money in poetry 
G                    Am   
That's what sets the poet free 
F                C            G      
I've had all the freedom I can stand 
F                 C  
Cold dog soup and rainbow pie
G                 Am   
Is all it takes to get me by 
F                      C  
Fool my belly till the day I die 
G                 Am  
Cold dog soup and rainbow pie 


Am
Ginsberg and Kearouac 
G                                     F  
Shootin' dice playin' Ramblin' Jack's guitar
                         E7   
With the cowboy paintin' pickguard on it 
Am
And they sat in the back and they drank for free
G
And rhymed orange with Rosalie 
F                            E7  
Now there's a pride of lions to draw to

Repeat Chorus