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Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth With Money In My Hand

It's a very, very simple song, just the bassline,
some chords, and maybe a guitar every so often.
It's mostly keyboard, however. And the sample is
B.B. King going "I been downhearted baby, ever
since the day we met."

(O'Connor, Feather, Feather. Contains samples
from "How Blue Can You Get" by Feather and Feather.)

G                                 C
Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep
G
Moonlight spills on comic books
    Bm            C
And superstars in magazines
  G                                       C
An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
     G
Her plane takes off from Baltimore
     Bm             C
And touches down on Bourbon Street
   G               C
We sit outside and argue all night long
 G
About a god we've never seen
    Bm             C
But never fails to side with me
G                C
Sunday comes and all the papers say
Bm
Ma Teresa's joined the mob
     C
And happy with her full time job
G
Do do do do doo do
   G          C
Am I alive or thoughts that drift away?
     G
Does summer come for everyone?
    Bm           C
Can humans do as prophets say?
     G         C
And if I die before I learn to speak
     G                           Bm
Can money pay for all the days I lived awake
     C
But half asleep?
G
Do do do do doo do } x2
  G                  C
A life is time, they teach us growing up
    G
The seconds ticking killed us all
  Bm              C
A million years before the fall
     G                 C
You ride the waves and don't ask where they go
    G
You swim like lions through the crest
     Bm               C
And bathe yourself on zebra flesh
G
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been downhearted baby,
               Bm     C
Ever since the day we met
(repeat)
As always, this is an interpretation of O'Connor's brilliant song.