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Touch Of Evil
Tom Russell
Key A, capo 2nd fret
The C/G is optional on the 3rd verse, Tom stays on G on some lines.)
Intro: G C/G x2
G C G C/G
The night my baby left me I crossed the bridge to Juarez avenue
C G C G
Like that movie "Touch of evil" I got the Orson Wells, Marlene Dietrich blues
C G
Where Orson walks in to the w***e house and
C G C/G
Marlene says "Man, you look like hell"
G
And Orson's chewing on a chocolate bar
C/G
as the lights go on in the old Blue Star hotel
C Bm
"Read my future" says old Orson, "down inside the tea leaves of your cup"
Am
And she says "You ain't got no future, Hank,
C D G
I believe your future's all used up"
C G
Why don't you touch me anymore? Why don't you touch me anymore?
D G (G7)
Why do you run away and hide? You know it hurts me deep inside
C G
Why do you close the bedroom door? This is a brutal little war
D C G
What good is all this fightin' for if you don't touch me anymore?
G C/G
(Chords like 1st verse, until notice)
G C G C/G
They shot "A touch of evil" in a Venice, California colony
C G
And I grew near those dead canals
C G
where they filmed the longest pan shot ever made
C G C G C/G
Now I'm thinking about the movie, the bar I'm in, the bridge, the Rio Grande
G C/G
Now I'm thinking about my baby and the borderline 'tween a woman and a man
C Bm
I was drunk as Orson Wells the night I crawled backwards out the door
Am C D G
I was screaming "Baby, baby how come you touch me anymore?"
CHORUS:
G C/G x3
(Chords like 2nd verse)
G C G C/G
Oh, someone rolled the credits on twenty years of love turned dark and raw
C G C G
Not a technicolor love film, it's a brutal document, it's film noir
C G C G C/G
And it's all played out on a borderline and the actors are tragically miscast
G C/G
Like a Mexican burlesk show where the characters are wearing comic masks
C Bm
Oh, it's love and love alone I cry to the barmen in this Juarez waterhole
Am C D G
As we raise a glass to Orson and "A touch of evil" livin' our souls
CHORUS:
Outro: G C/G x3 G (Stop)
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I think that there are more lyrics than shown here.
The song I've heard has these words:
A Touch of Evil
The night my baby left me
I crossed the bridge to Juarez Avenue.
Like that movie Touch of Evil,
I got the Orson Welles-Marlene Dietrich blues.
Where Orson walks into the w***ehouse
and Marlene says,
"Man, you look like hell."
And Orson chewing on a chocolate bar
as the lights go on in the old Blue Star Hotel.
"Read my future," says old Orson,
"down inside the tea leaves of your cup."
She says, "You ain't got no future, Hank,
I do believe your future's all used up."
Why don't you touch me any more?
Why don't you touch me any more?
Why do you run away and hide?
You know it hurts me deep inside.
Why do you close the bedroom door?
This is a brutal little war.
What good is all this fighting for,
If you don't touch me...any more?
Won't someone roll the credits
on twenty years of love turned dark and wrong?
Not a Technicolor love film, it's a brutal documentary;
It's film noir.
And it's all played out on a borderline,
and the actors are tragically miscast,
Like a Mexican burlesque show
where the characters are wearing comic masks.
"Oh, it's love and love alone," I cry
to the barman in this Juarez waterhole,
As we raise a glass to Orson
and the touch of evil living in our souls.
Why don't you touch me any more?
Why don't you touch me any more?
Why do you run away and hide?
You know it hurts me deep inside.
Why do you close the bedroom door?
This is a brutal little war.
What good is all this fighting for,
If you don't touch me...any more?
-Lobo | 9/2/2004 | OK!
I updated it with the version I play.
Deacon Dave
-deacondave2 | 9/2/2004 |
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on 11/21/03 
