Nobody home

Am   C+   C   D7   F   Fm 
 
          C 
I‘ve got a little black book with  my poems in 
          E 
I‘ve got a bag with a toothbrush and a comb in 
    F                                        C 
When I‘m a good dog they sometimes throw me a bone in 
F      C 
I got elastic bands keeping my shoes on 
        E             E7 
Got these swollen hand blues. 
   F                                        C 
Got thirteen channels of shit on the T.V. to choose from 
C 
I‘ve got electric light 
C7 
And I‘ve got second sight 
         F      Fm             C      E7   D7/F#   G 
I‘ve got amazing powers of observation 
G                 E7/G# 
And that is how I know 
Am                         C+   C6 
When I try to get through 
                        C/G   D 
On the telephone to you 
Fm6               C       F 
They‘ll be nobody home 
              C 
I‘ve got the obligatory Hendrix perm 
         E                        E7+ 
And the inevitable pinhole burns 
F                                           C 
All down in the front of my favourite satin shirt 
F        C 
I‘ve got nicotine stains on my fingers 
          E 
I‘ve got a silver spoon on a chain 
          F                                  C 
I‘ve got a grand piano to prop up my mortal remains 
C 
I‘ve got wild staring eyes 
C7                                 F 
I‘ve got a strong urge to fly 
   Fm                  C       E    Am    D7   G     E7 
But I‘ve got nowhere to fly to 
Am         C                           D7 
Ooooh Babe when I pick up the phone 
Fm6                  C       F   C 
There‘s still nobody home 
F          C 
I‘ve got a pair of Gohills boots 
           E       E7 
And I‘ve got fading roots