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Hey Jack Kerouac Chords

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Hey Jack Kerouac
By 10,000 Maniacs

Chords:
D     xOO232
Dsus4 xOO233
F#m7  OOO222
G     32OOO3
A     OO222O


CAPO IV

D D G

D                                 Dsus4
Hey Jack Kerouac, I think of your mother 
        D                                         Dsus4
and the tears she cried, they were cried for none other 
         D                                      Dsus4
than her little boy lost in a little world that hated 
         F#m7                                      G
and that dared to drag him down, her little boy courageous
                                   A
who chose his words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood
G                          A
Hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts
G
they all spoke through you. 


D                            Dsus4
Hey Jack, now for the tricky part, 
     D                                         Dsus4
when you were the brightest star, who were the shadows? 
       D                                    Dsus4
Of the San Francisco beat boys you were the favorite. 
         F#m7                                          G
Now they sit and rattle their bones and think of their blood stoned days. 
                                    A
You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood
    G                          A
The hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts, 
G                       D
in Chinatown howling at night. 


G  D  G  D  G  A  x2


D                  Dsus4
Allen baby, why so jaded? 
         D                                  Dsus4
Have the boys all grown up and their beauty faded? 
D                           Dsus4
Billy, what a saint they've made you, 
          F#m7                   G
just like Mary down in Mexico on All Souls' Day. 
                                    A
You chose your words from mouths of babes got lost in the wood
G                         A
Cool junk booting madmen, street minded girls 
G                     D
in Harlem, howling at night. 

G  D  G  D  G  A  x2

        G                        D
What a tear stained shock of the world, 
             G                         A          D
you've gone away babe, without sayin’, saying goodbye.
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