Tom Russell - Between the cracks

^GA sundown on the San Joaquin An old woman walks home from ^Dwork ^DAnother day in the fields Another day in the dirt ^G

^GShe lights a sacred candle Next to a faded photograph ^C And she ^Dsays a prayer for a young man Who fell between the ^Gcracks

^GShe stares at the photo of the young man Who caused her so much ^Dpain ^DIn countless twelve round blood baths When Kid Hey Zeus was his ^Gname

^GHe was the pride of the valley Until the night he stayed down on his ^Cback He ^Dtook the dive and he disappeared Down between the ^Gcracks

She said, "^CJesus was just a ^Gpoor boy On the ^Cwrong side of the tr^Dacks He ^Crose again, but not be^Emfore He ^Dfell between the ^Gcracks"

^GShe re-reads all his letters That he wrote her from L.A ^{D D}He said, "Please don't worry about me I'm coming home again some^Gday"

^GThen she remembers the other stories That were whispered behind her ^Cback About a ^Dshooting outside a grocery store Somewhere between the ^Gcracks

She said, "^CJesus was just a ^Gpoor boy On the ^Cwrong side of the tr^Dacks He ^Crose again, but not be^Emfore He ^Dfell between the ^Gcracks"

^GSunrise on the San Joaquin An old woman walks off to work ^{D D}Another day in the fields Another day in the dirt ^G

^GShe stares at all the children Dropping rich men's fruit in their ^Csacks And she ^Dsays a prayer for all the souls Trapped between the ^Gcracks

She said, "^CJesus was just a ^Gpoor boy On the ^Cwrong side of the tr^Dacks He ^Crose again, but not be^Emfore He ^Dfell between the ^Gcracks And he ^Crose again, but not be^Emfore He ^Dfell between the ^Gcracks"