Standard (EADGBE)

 Black faces pressed against the glass

 Where rain has pressed it's weight

Wind blown scarves in top down cars

 All share one western trait

Sadness leaks through tear-stained cheeks

 From winos to dime-store Jews

Probably don't know they give me

 These late John Garfield blues

Midnight fell on Franklin Street

 And the lamppost bulbs were broke

For the life of me, I could not see

 But I heard a brand new joke

 Two men were standing upon a bridge

 One jumped and screamed you lose

 And just left the odd man holding

 Those late John Garfield blues

An old man sleeps with his conscience at night

Young kids sleep with their dreams

 While the mentally ill sit perfectly still

 And live through life's in-betweens

 I'm going away to the last resort

 In week or two real soon

Where the fish don't bite but once a night

 By the cold light of the moon

 The horses scream the nightmares dream

 And the dead men all wear shoes

 Cause everybody's dancin

 Those late John Garfield blues

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