Tonart: G major•
Verse 1
Lord, I got the sickness blues.
Must have done something wrong.
Lord,
C
Lord, I got the sickness blues. I must
G
have done something wrong.
D
There ain't no lord to call on,
Sickness blues,
don't wanna fuck no more
G
can't get it up no more
I went to see the doctor,
he shot me with poison germs
C
Went to see the doctor,
G
he shot me with poison germs
D
I got out of the hospital,
G
my head was full of worms
All I can think is death, father's getting old
C
G
All I can think is death, father's getting old
D
He can't walk half a block,
G
his feet feel cold I went down to
Santa
Fe, take vacation there
C
Indians sellin' turquoise in
Toby huts in
Taos
Pueblo
G
Square
La
G
Fonda, I could get sick anywhere
Must be my bad karma
Fuckin' those pretty boys
C
Hungry ghosts chasin' me
G
Because I've been chasin' joys
D
Lying here in bed alone,
G
playing with my toys I must have been doing something wrong, eating cigarettes
D
All my poems down in hell,
that's what pride
Sick and angry
Lied in my hospital bed
C
Doctor doctor bring morphine
G
before I'm totally dead
D
Sick and angry at the national universe
Someday I'm gonna get outta here
D
G
Go somewhere alone
C
Yeah, I'm gonna leave this town
G
With the noise of a rattlin' bow
D
I got the sickness blues,
G
you'll miss me when I'm gone.
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