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


[Verse 1]
        B                              E
I was stumble bummin' down them neon Music City sidewalks
        F#                                E                B
With a junkie and a juicehead who had problems of their own
            B                                   E
Stuck with luck that kept me standin' just a step away from starvin'
          F#                               E                 B
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
        B                                 C#             F#
And my only set of clothes was gettin' closer to the bone
          B                                 E
Then the junkie placed an order with the prophet on the corner
          F#                                   E              B
While he told us of the soul that he'd been sellin' for a song

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

[Verse 2]
          B                                  E
Well, I drank the whole thing over puttin' one and two together
        F#                           E              B
And it added up to more of what I didn't want to be
          B                            E
I ain't blamin' Music City, but it's only gonna see me
          F#                              E                 B
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
       B                                C#             F#
In a prophet pushin' daydreams on the corner for a fee
       B                         E
And a wino lookin' lonely at a bottle gettin' empty
       F#                              E             B
And a hungry lookin' junkie huntin' tea and sympathy

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