Po Box 500 Chords

Standard (EADGBE)

G Em D C Bm F Am

 DEAR GROBERT, I heard you was back in the slammer, you Emshould havn known better

 than to Dtry it a second Ctime, in the state of GAlabama. I'm gonna Cmiss your

 midnight shows, and Gmiss your early mornin' tokes, Cyour big buddha face smilin'

Fout Cacross the Gocean. You were a Cgood thief, you taught me what to Gsteal, I

Emguess you know by Gnow how much CI took from you forG real. CI'll give it all back

 to you neGxt parole for sure, and we can Emvisit crazy Mary up in CamDarillo.

GDEAR ROBERT, I heard you was back under the hammer, Emshould have known better

 than to Dkeep the badge you Cfound from the police on the beach lastG summer,

 but while you're Dmfreshly shaved and Amdown in weight we'll Gtake that Cevrolet and

 blaze all the way down to FMexico, Dmwe'll find that long lost valley we talked

Amabout so much, weG'll disappear in smoke, then we'll emerge from the desert

 dust, and enter that FgolCden cGity, with restaurants, runningF water, and Cwomen oh

 so Dpretty.

Solo chords

my version)

G G G G Em Em G C D C G G C C D Em D C Bm C D D

GDEAR ROBERT, when they took you last time I remember, Emthe police light show was

Dbright like the 4th. of CJuly, right in the middle of DGecember, as I Dmstrolled by

 your place, unAmnoticed in the crowd, who Gstood by in the red lights as they took

 you dFown. As you got Dminto the police car, chrome bAmracelets on your wrist, wich

Geverybody knows can be painful with just a twist, but you just FsmCiled at

 everyGbody, the police knew forF sure this was Cnot their terriDtory.

 P.S. GRobert I found the supermarket bag you left me, I'll Emsmoke a little every

Dday, and as the smoke clears Caway, you come right back into my Gmemory, yea,

Robert, you should have known better.