The Felice Brothers - Rockefeller druglaw blues

^GThe exhaust from the ^Dprison van’s going to heaven^C but I’m going to A^Gttica ^GGonna put a hundr^Ded miles betw^Ceen me and my dealing hab^Git

^GI’m watching Po^Dughkeepsie mov^Ce by in the afternoon rai^Gn ^GMy hands are tu^Drning blue from ^Cthese cuffs they got me i^Gn

^GI tried to ^Dkeep my jo^Cb at the dollar s^Gtore ^GFound out my mam^Da was sick and a^C dollar wasn’t enough no ^Gmore

^GI promise yo^Du mama, I’m gon^Cna get you them pills^{G G}I got me a bo^Dx of bags And ^Ca baker’s scale ^G

^Em15 grams of^G heroin ^EmAn ounce of ^Gspeed ^C15 y^Dears to l^Gife ^CRockefeller, ^GRockefeller, R^Emockefeller ^CThat’s a long old t^Gime

^GMy brother was shot ^Ddown on Warren Street ^Ca year ago tonigh^Gt ^GCan’t you see the me^Ddics with his body i^Cn the siren light^G

^GI promise you,^D brother, I’m g^Conna be a go^God dad ^GI’ma give our childr^Den something l^Cike we never had ^G

^Em15 grams of^G heroin ^EmAn ounce of ^Gspeed ^C15 y^Dears to l^Gife ^CRockefeller, ^GRockefeller, R^Emockefeller ^CThat’s a long old t^Gime

^GTwenty boys in orange ^Dclothes in the^C jailhouse yard^{G G}Twenty n^Deedle marks on^C the arms of God ^G

^G500 pick^Deters this mor^Cning on the gover^Gnor’s lawn ^G50 white^D stars, my darling, in^C the milky d^Gawn

^Em15 grams of^G heroin ^EmAn ounce of ^Gspeed ^C15 y^Dears to l^Gife ^CRockefeller, ^GRockefeller, R^Emockefeller ^CThat’s a long old t^Gime