jammns

I woke up this moirning
On a greyhound buzz
I’m leaving the south side Chicago
I’ve had enough
– B7
(And I don’t)
know where I’m goin’ (just)

<ditchin this woman?>
Someplace else
Sit by a fire pit smokin’ (and)
Be by myself
– A
And I maybe homeless
(But I’ve got) this here guitar
And every night I’ll be playin’ on it
And singin’ til dawn
(And we’ll make)
– D
Sweet, sweet love