{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":721955,"song":"Just Like Tom Thumbs Blues","artist":"Bryan Ferry","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11584365-just-like-tom-thumbs-blues-chords-by-bryan-ferry/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/721955?type=chord","rating":4.65051,"votes":28,"content":"(Bob Dylan)\r\nIntro: [ch]E[/ch]\r\n[tab]            [ch]E[/ch]                        [ch]A[/ch]                        [ch]E[/ch]\r\nWhen you're lost in the rain, in Juarez, and it's Eastertime too[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]E[/ch]                     [ch]A[/ch]                       [ch]E[/ch]\r\nWhen your gravity fails, and negativity don't pull you through[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]A[/ch]                                                 [ch]E[/ch]\r\nDon't put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue[/tab]\r\n[tab]               [ch]B[/ch]                                                     [ch]E[/ch]\r\nThey got some hungry women there and they really make a mess out of you[/tab]\r\n \r\nIf you see Saint Annie, please tell her thanks a lot\r\nI cannot move my fingers, they are all in a knot\r\nI don't have the strength to get up and take another shot\r\nAnd my best, my doctor, won't even say what it is I've got\r\n \r\nSweet Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloom\r\nShe speaks good English, and she invites you up into her room\r\nAnd you're so kind and careful not to go to her too soon\r\nAnd she takes your voice, and leaves you howling at the moon\r\n \r\nI started out on burgundy, but soon hit the harder stuff\r\nEverybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough\r\nBut the joke was one me, there was nobody there to even bluff\r\nI'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough","plain_text":"(Bob Dylan)\nIntro: E\n\n\n\n\n \nIf you see Saint Annie, please tell her thanks a lot\nI cannot move my fingers, they are all in a knot\nI don't have the strength to get up and take another shot\nAnd my best, my doctor, won't even say what it is I've got\n \nSweet Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloom\nShe speaks good English, and she invites you up into her room\nAnd you're so kind and careful not to go to her too soon\nAnd she takes your voice, and leaves you howling at the moon\n \nI started out on burgundy, but soon hit the harder stuff\nEverybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough\nBut the joke was one me, there was nobody there to even bluff\nI'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough","chords":["E","A","B"],"chord_diagrams":{"A":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,1,2,3,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,2,0]},"B":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,2,3,4,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,4,2]},"E":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,1,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,1,0,0]}}}