That's What You Do (When You're Livin' Downtown)

Capo III

C                    G
Young Preacher Casey screamin' at me
F             C                G
Saving my soul from eternal misery
Am
Out here on the street
C
No shoes on his feet
F                         G
Clothes all tattered and worn

The mall rat says "Bum me a smoke
I'm just out here to piss off my folks
They don't want here
But don't want me there
Seems they don't want me anywhere"

Chorus

C          F           G              Am
Out on the corner just hangin' around
C       F                   G          C
That's what you do when your livin' downtown.

She's back on the corner lookin' for John
Been about a week since she's been gone
Feedin her fiend
With a needle unclean
The tracks leading to a room all alone

Sixteen days in the county jail
Was like a vacation from all this hell
The smell of the s**t
The booze that he quit
Dreaming of home long ago

Chorus

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