Dm Gm I hit the road in a '52 Ford C A pack of matches Dm And a postcard on the dashboard Dm The sun was set Gm The gas gauge was low C Dm And it was time to go Dm Gm I met the girl at a juke joint on the fly C Dm Needed a friend the day my mother died Dm Gm Her place was hot and it smelled of sin C Dm I guess when one life goes another begins Gm Dm Hey now, what you gonna do? A Got a fiver in your pocket Dm And a switchblade in your boot Gm Dm Hey now what you gonna say A Dm To make it go away? Dm Gm I found the city by the mark on the stamp C Dm Studied it under the light of a hotel lamp Dm Gm I found his work, I found their home C Dm I waited until I knew she was alone Dm Dm I didn't want the child to see life C Dm I justified that it wounded my pride Dm Gm My mind was set that no one could know C Dm The girl had to go Gm Dm Hey now, what you gonna do? A Got a fiver in your pocket Dm And a switchblade in your boot Gm Dm Hey now what you gonna say A Dm To make it go away? Gm Dm Hey now, what you gonna do? A Got a fiver in your pocket Dm And a switchblade in your boot Gm Dm Hey now what you gonna say A Dm To make it go away? Dm Light stumbled in Gm Through a crack in the shades C Dm Reflected off of the edge of my blade Dm As I reached for the girl Gm With the knife in my hand C Dm I thought "I guess the kid deserves a chance" Dm Gm Her man came in as I started to go C Dm My last intentions; how could he know? Dm Gm The blade sunk deep into my skin C Dm I guess when one life goes another begins Dm Dm Fm Fm riff based on the open Dm