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Really easy song that Roger hasn't recorded onto an album yet. I'm basing the lyrics and chords off his performance at Scenic City Roots. Some of the best lyrics I've ever read! Forgive me if I've spelled one of the French words wrong. Have fun with it! :D _______________________________ Capo the 1st fret! Intro: D G
On the Dboulevard in Paris called the Shanzelize GI ducked into a sad cafe DSat down with the ghost of Hemingway AOrdered a bottle of Beaujolais and talked about eGverything We talked all night about eDverything
DHe said “where'd you get that old rucksack?” GI said “Popeye just got back DFrom ramblin' 'round with Kerouac AI left him by the railroad track, he gimme this tGurquoise ring He gimme this Dturquoise ring”
DErnest said “Yeah, well how's Jack doin'?” GI said “Man he sure seemed congruent DStill a crazy social truant AJust bummin' around and and gettin' fluent in the TGao Te Ching Still doin' that DBuddhist thing
BmI left him hungry and needin' a shave AMaster of Zen and a freedom slave BmRunnin' off to sleep on Charlie Parker's grave AI said “Hey Jack, tell Baird I said hey and maGn thanks for the ring Thanks agDain for the ring”
And I will fGollow the footsteps through the Dgarden I'll lick the nAectar from that holy flower of fDreedom I ask Gnothing more of my life and nothing lDess You know it aAll comes down to havin' the courage Dto be yourself I gD7uess It all comes dGown to fightin' for the sDweetness Ohhh, AMomma...Fightin' for that Dsweetness
DI seen a grievous angel on my way over here GAt a jazz joint in Georgetown swillin' Jamaican beer DI said “are you okay Gram? You're actin' weird“ AHe said “Roy Buchanan used to play in here, yeah I'lGl be okay I'll be okay my Dfriend”
DSo we shot some pool and made some bets GHe told me bout this girl named Emmylou he'd met DHe bummed my last cigarette And rAan off lookin' for Stan Getz hummin' GHickory Wind Just hummin' HDickory Wind
And I will follow the footsteps through the garden I'll lick the nectar from that holy flower of freedom I ask nothing more of my life and nothing less You know it all comes down to havin' the courage to be yourself I guess It all comes down to fightin' for the sweetness Ohhh, Momma...Fightin' for that sweetness
Then DDjango Reinhardt come strollin' in With GArthur Rimbaud and a bottle of gin Said ?D??They fooled around and missed the train again” AThey's out lookin' for Hank Williams, they wanted to Gbuy him one Everyone always wanted to buy ol' Hank oDne
DSo Ernie stood up to say hello He Gturned to me and said “Man I gotta go DSo long Hank, so long Django AI gotta get back to Idaho, I gotta kGiss my gun I gotta french kiss my sDhotgun
And I will follow the footsteps through the garden I'll lick the nectar from that holy flower of freedom I ask nothing more of my life and nothing less You know it all comes down to havin' the courage to be yourself I guess It all comes down to fightin' for the sweetness Ohhh, Momma...Fightin' for that sweetness