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The Junkie and The Juicehead, Minus Me
From the album Kristofferson


[Verse 1]
        E                              A
I was stumble bummin' down them neon Music City sidewalks
        B                                A                E
With a junkie and a juicehead who had problems of their own
            E                                   A
Stuck with luck that kept me standin' just a step away from starvin'
          B                               A                 E
And some talent that I swore I'd show before I'd go back home
Eighty days out of the army makin' neither love nor money
        E                                 F#             B
And my only set of clothes was gettin' closer to the bone
          E                                 A
Then the junkie placed an order with the prophet on the corner
          B                                   A              E
While he told us of the soul that he'd been sellin' for a song

            A                             E
He said my fortune was my future, but I let it slip away
         B                              A             E
Slowly smokin' myself broke on eighty cigarettes a day
  A                                      E
Findin' out that crime ain't all there is that doesn't pay
      B                                  N.C.                 
And writin' songs for no one but myself and the juicehead, who said,
  A                                 E
"If I can read my fortune in the bottom of a glass,
    B                               E
And I can see it's time for me to make my last request:
          A                                    E
Will you fill my grave with whiskey when I'm laid away to rest,
        B                               E
So the boys can say I drank my way to hell?"

[Verse 2]
          E                                  A
Well, I drank the whole thing over puttin' one and two together
        B                           A              E
And it added up to more of what I didn't want to be
          E                            A
I ain't blamin' Music City, but it's only gonna see me
          B                              A                 E
One more workday and a wake up and the time it takes to leave
'Cause I got a dirty picture of what could have been my future
       E                                F#             B
In a prophet pushin' daydreams on the corner for a fee
       E                         A
And a wino lookin' lonely at a bottle gettin' empty
       B                              A             E
And a hungry lookin' junkie huntin' tea and sympathy

       A                                  E
And I bet that junkie's laughin' at the life he threw away
             B                               A             E
While he's smokin' hisself broke on eighty cigarettes a day
  A                               E
Pleadin' down the prophet to a price that he can pay
      B                                    N.C.
And writin' words that no one's gonna see but the juicehead, who said
A                            E
Every empty bottle is his private crystal ball
           B                               E
Where he stares into the future, findin' nothin' there at all,
         A                                  E
Which is all I'll miss tomorrow when them neon shadows fall
      B                              E A D
On a junkie and a juicehead, minus me.