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This is "Rockefeller Druglaw Blues" by the Felice Brothers As tabbed by drewsta42@gmail.com, feel free to email questions, corrections, or tab requests On the three Rockefellers in the chorus, play a different chord each time (D, then A, the F#m)
AThe exhaust from the pErison van’s going to heaven DBut I’m going toA Attica Gonna put a hundred miles Between me and my dealing habit
I’m watching Poughkeepsie move by In the afternoon rain My hands are turning blue From these cuffs they got me in (F#m A)
AI tried to Ekeep my job DAt the dollar sAtore Found out my mama was sick and A dollar wasn’t enough anymore
I promise you mama, I’m gonna get you them pills I got me a box of bags And a baker’s scale Chorus:
F#m15 grams of Aheroin F#mAn ounce of sApeed D15 yEears to lAife D, A, F#m Rockefeller x3 DThat’s a long oldA time
My brother was shot down on Warren St A year ago tonight Can’t you see the medics with his body In the siren light I promise you, brother, I’ma be a good dad I’ma give our children something Like we never had Chorus Twenty boys in orange clothes In the jailhouse yard Twenty needle marks On the arms of God 500 picketers this morning On the governor’s lawn 50 white stars, my darling, In the milky dawn What fun.