Tom: D D C F Thirty days, lord and, thirty nights, D C F I'm comin' home on an airplane flight. D C F Momma standin' at the ticket line, D C F Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'? D F C G It was the needle, and a spoon, and a trip, to the moon, D C F D took me away. D C F I been feelin' so sick inside. D C F Got to get better lord before I die. D C F Seven doctors couldn't help my head, they said, D C F you better quit it son before you're dead. D F C G With the needle, and the spoon, with a trip, to the moon, D C F D They'll take you away. D C F I've seen a lot of people who thought they were cool. D C F Then again lord, I seen a lot of fools. D C F I hope the people lord can hear what I say, D C F you'll have your chance to hit it someday. D F C G Don't mess with the needle, or a spoon, any trip, to the moon, D they'll take you away.