A Sweet Little Bullet From A Pretty Blue Gun

Tom: Am

        Am 
Well it's raining it's pouring, you didn't bring a sweater 
  Am              D7/F#                E  F#7  Gm  Abm 
Nebraska'll never let you come back home 

Am 
Hollywood and Vine by the Thrifty Mart sign 
                  D7/F#          E  F#7  Gm  Abm 
any night I'll be willin' to bet 

          Am 
There's a young girl with sweet little dreams and pretty blue wishes 
              D/F#  E           Am 
standin' there just gettin' all wet 

              Am 
And there's a place off the drag called the Gilbert Hotel 
                             D7/F#                E F#7  Gm  Abm 
and there's a couple letters burned out in the sign 

         Am 
And it's better than a bus stop they do good business every time it rains 

for little girls with nothing in their jeans 
D7/F#      E          Am 
  but pretty blue wishes and sweet little jeans 

         Am 
And it's raining it's pouring, the old man is snoring 

Now I lay me down to sleep 

I hear the sirens in the street 

All my dreams are made of chrome 
  D7/F#          E    F#7  Gm  Abm 
I have no way to get back home 

    Am 
I'd rather die before I wake 
                   D7/F# 
like Marilyn Monroe 
              Am 
and you could throw my dreams out in the street 
            D7/F#  E            Am 
and let the rain   make 'em grow 

(Solo) 

        Am 
Now the night clerk he got a club foot 

He's heard every hard luck story 
           D7/F#             E  F#7   Gm  Abm 
at least a hundred times or more 
         Am 
He says: Check out time is 10 a.m. 

and that's just what it means 

Go on up the stairs 
                  D7/F#      E           Am 
with sweet little wishes and pretty blue dreams 

         Am                                        D7/F# 
And it's raining it's pouring and Hollywood's just fine 
Am 
Swindle a little girl out of her dreams 
        E      F#7    Gm   Abm 
another letter in the sign 

    Am 

Now never trust a scarecrow wearin' shades after dark 
                           D7/F#
 be careful of that old bow tie he wears

It takes a sweet little bullet from a pretty blue gun 
             D7/F#           E         Am 
to put those scarlet ribbons in your hair 

(Solo) 

         Am 
No, that ain't no cherry bomb 
                  D/F# 
4th of July's all done 

Just some fool playin' that second line 
         D7/F#       E           Am 
from the barrel of a pretty blue gun 

         Am 
No, that ain't no cherry bomb 
                  D/F# 
4th of July's all done 

Just some fool playin' that second line 
         D7/F#       E           Am 
from the barrel of a pretty blue gun