Joeys On The Street Again Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

A D

ASooner or later when the Ddawn was breaking

The joint was jumping and the walls were shaking

Joey sneaked in the backdoor way

Pretending he was with the band, he never used to pay

 He wasE no great draw at pulling the chicks

 He used to Dlie against the wall like he was holding up the bricks

 And Eall the things that guy used to do to get his kicks

 He was a Dlegand in his lifetime with the neighborhood kids

 They said "joey F♯mdid F♯mthis" F♯m and "joey F♯mdid F♯mthat" F♯m

 Oh that F♯mguy F♯mwas crazy, F♯mwhat a F♯mcrazF♯my cat F♯m

 Then something F♯mstrange F♯mwould happen,F♯m there's trouble F♯mon tF♯mhe wayF♯m

 And trouble F♯monlyF♯m means one F♯mthing...A A A A A E Joey's on the street

 aAgain D he's on the Astreet D

AJoey grew older, Dolder without a cause

Got married, had some kids and had his brushes with the law

Settled down and got a job, then said "I'm leaving" one day

"I've gotta hang loose a while, take care while I'm away."

EPeople said they'd seen him, they were nearly always wrong

Dno one knew how much he had, where he'd gone or for how long

 'Til one Eday there came a rumor, floating from the docks

 Saying a Dcrazy stranger had been found lying among the rocks

 They said "joey F♯mdid F♯mthis" F♯m and "joey F♯mdid F♯mthat" F♯m

 Oh that F♯mguy F♯mwas crazy, F♯mwhat a F♯mcrazF♯my cat F♯m

 And no one F♯mquite F♯mbelieved itF♯m, all rumors F♯mare F♯mthe sameF♯m

 And now if F♯msomeF♯mthing happensF♯m they say...A A A A A E Joey's on the street

 aAgain D he's on the Astreet D

(Sax Solo)

A D x8

F♯m F♯m F♯m X7

A A A A A E

A D x6

 When joey Amoved away D

 A lot of the Akids said "I can't stay aDround here"

A D

 They said "I'm Amoving out, D

going away" D

 They said "I'm Aleaving, D

getting out"

 They said "I'm Aleaving, D

going away, going away, going away"

A D

 They said "I'm Aleaving, I'm leaving, I'm Dleaving, I'm leaving"

 Gonna Ago somewhere where it Ddoesn't stink

Away from the alleys, somewhere I can think

Wash the dirt from my hands, watch it wash down the sink

It's a strain on the brain living close to the brink

Look at the brickwall gravestone where some kid was sprayed

Saying nobody could be bothered here to rule o.k

Don't believe it, don't believe it what they say on tv

 There's no roAmance, no roDmance

no romance there's no romance

no romance, no romance

no romance For joey in this city

A D x24 to fade

Mick 2009