INTRO: D

D                      G
They hung a sign up in our town
        A                    D
"If you live it up you won't live it down"
                  G
So she left Monte Rio, son
     A             D
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
         G                 A
With her charcoal eyes and Monroe hips
             D             G
She went and took that California trip
       Em                    A
Oh the moon was gold and her hair like wind
         Em                    A
She said don't look but just a-come on Jim


               D        A       
Oh, you got to hold on, hold on
D         G
You gotta hold on
D                 A
Take my hand, I'm standin' right here
           D
You got go hold on

D                      G
Well he gave her a dime store watch
        A                    D
And a ring made from a spoon
                  G
Everyone's lookin' for someone to blame
     A             D
When you share my bed you share my name
             D             G
Well, go ahead and call the cops
G                         A
You don't meet nice girls in coffee shops
       Em                    A
She said baby I still love you
       Em                    A
Sometimes there's nothin' left to


NAKARAT

D                      G
Well God bless your crooked little heart
        A                    D
St. Louis got the best of me
              G
I miss your broken China voice
A                       D
Now I wish you were still here with me
D               G
Oh you build it up, you wreck it down
G                        A         
Then you burn your mansion to the ground
Em                     A
Oh there's nothin' left to keep you here
Em                     A
But when you're fallin' behind in this big blue world


NAKARAT

D                G
Now by the riverside motel
     A            D

It's ten below and falling
                 G
By a ninety-nine cent store
A                        D
She closed her eyes and started swaying
D                     G                       
But it's so hard to dance that way
G                           A
When it's cold and there's no music
Em              A
With your old hometown so far away
Em                                  A
But inside your head there's a record that's playin', a song called


NAKARAT (4x)

D
You gotta hold on...