{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.