Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues (Live at Madison Square Garden, New York City, NY - January 30, 1974)

[Verse 1]

When you're lost in the rain in Juarez and it's Easter time too

And your gravity's down, and negativity don't get you through

Just don't put on any airs when you're down on Rue Morgue Avenue

They got some hungry women there and they'll really make a mess outta you

[Verse 2]

Now if you see Saint Annie, please tell her, "Thanks a lot"

I cannot move so well today, my fingers are all tied in a knot

I don't have the strength to get up and take another shot

And my best friend, the doctor, won't even tell me what it is I've got

[Verse 3]

Sweet Melinda, the peasants call her the Goddess of Gloom

She speaks good English and invites you up into her room

And you're so kind, and careful not to go to her too soon

As she steals your voice and leaves you howling at the moon

[Verse 4]

Up on Housing Project Hill, it's either fortune or fame

You must pick one or the other, neither of them are to be what they claim

If you're lookin' to get silly, you better go back to from where you came

Because the cops don't need you and, man, they expect the same

[Verse 5]

Now all the authorities, they just stand around and boast

How they blackmailed the Sergeant-at-Arms into leaving his post

I'm picking up Angel who just arrived here from the coast

Who looked so fine at first, but left lookin' just like a ghost

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 6]

Started out on Burgundy, but, soon, I hit the harder stuff

Everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got a little too rough

But the joke was on me, there was no one even there to call my bluff

I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough