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