Jacques Levy

Intro:

Album version

D

D                                   A
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
                       G   D
Dust on my face and my cape,
                        A
Me and Magdalena on the run
                              G   D
I think this time we shall escape.


Sold my guitar to the baker's son
For a few crumbs and a place to hide,
But I can get another one
And I'll play for Magdalena as we ride.

               D
Rita May, Rita May,

You got your body in the way.
                     G
You're so damn nonchalant
                          D
But it's your mind that I want.
           A
You got me huffin' and a-puffin',
        G
Next to you I feel like nothin',
     D
Rita May.

Rita May, Rita May,
How'd you ever get that way?
When do you ever see the light?
Don't you ever feel a fright?
You got me burnin' and I'm turnin'
But I know I must be learnin',
Rita May.

G
All my friends have told me

If I hang around with you
             D

G           Bm             C  (/b Am) G
Oh, sister, when I come to lie in your arms
G              Em              C    G
You should not treat me like a stranger.
G          Bm                 C  (/b   Am) G
Our Father would not like the way that you act
G            Em          C  G
And you must realize the danger.

Oh, sister, am I not a brother to you
And one deserving of affection?
And is our purpose not the same on this earth,
To love and follow His direction?

F            C
We grew up together
         G
From the cradle to the grave

G  F     C  G   x2

C                 D                C                 G
Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn, in the year of who knows when
C              D           C                 G
 Opened up his eyes to the tune of an accordion
C              D       C                         G
 Always on the outside  of whatever side there was
          Em                      G
When they asked him why it had to be that way,
           C         /b      Am
"Well," he answered, "just because."

Larry was the oldest, Joey was next to last.

Bb        Ab          Eb           Bb
I married Isis on the fifth day of May,
But I could not hold on to her very long.
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
For the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.

I came to a high place of darkness and light.
The dividing line ran through the center of town.
I hitched up my pony to a post on the right,
Went in to a laundry to wash my clothes down.

A man in the corner approached me for a match.
I knew right away he was not ordinary.
He said, "Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?"

|: Am   F   Am   F :|

Am                           F
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Am                             F
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall.
Am                          F
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood,
Am                       F
Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!"
C                           F
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
C                       F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm                          C
For somethin' that he never done.
Dm                        C   Em              Am

Em
Up on the white veranda
C                         G
She wears a necktie and a Panama hat.
Em
Her passport shows a face
    C
From another time and place
          G
She looks nothin' like that.
Bm                          C D    C
And all the remnants of her recent past
C/b G
Are scattered in the wild wind.
    Bm
She walks across the marble floor
        C     D        C        C/b
Where a voice from the gambling room
   G
is callin' her to come on in.
    Bm                      Am
She smiles, walks the other way
       C    /b   Am    G       D(/f#)      C