{Capo III} 
 
Hey mister, that's me upon the jukebox D C Bm 
I'm the one that's singing this sad song D C G 
I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime D C Bm Esus E7 
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time Em7 A7 D Em7 A 
 
Southern California is as blue as the boy can be Bm E7 Bm E7 
Blue as the deep blue sea C G 
Won't you listen to me now Bm E7 
I need your Golden Gated cities like a hole in the head Bm E7 Bm E7 
Like a hole in the head, I'm free! C G D ( C G A )} 
 
I do believe I'm headed home D F#m Bm 
Hey mister, can't you see that I'm as dry as a bone C G A D 
I think I'll spend some time alone Bm F#m G 
Unless you found a way of squeezing water from a stone C G C A 
 
Let the doctor and the lawyer do as much as they can Bm E7 Bm E7 
Let the springtime begin C G 
Let the boy become a man Bm E7 
I have wasted too much time just to sing you this sad song Bm E7 Bm E7 
I've been this lonesome picker a little too long C G D, Em7 A 
 
Hey mister, that's me upon the jukebox D C Bm 
I'm the one that's singing this sad song D C G 
I'll cry everytime that you slip in one more dime D C Bm Esus E7 
And let the boy sing the sad one, one more time Em7 A7 D, Em7 A 
 
{fade on Bm E7  progression} 
Well, I've been spreading myself thin these days,  
don't you know 
Good-bye.