Jazz At The Bookstore - Ver 2

| Fm6 C#maj7 C7 Fm | Fm6 C#maj7 C7 Fm D# Leadbelly’s in the background being drowned out by the grind C# Fm He’s singing ’bout „Rock Island Line“ nobody seems to pay him any mind Fm D# Bestsellers and bookshelves full of self-help printed word C# Fm Some faint elegance is heard, now was that Ellington or Bird? C# D# Cm Fm And has it really come to this? Can ignorance be bliss? D# Cm Fm I’m waiting for - the other shoe to drop Fm6 C#maj7 C7 Fm Jazz at the bookstore and Blues in the coffee shop Fm6 C#maj7 C7 Fm | Fm | Fm | Jazz at the bookstore and Blues in the coffee shop Fm D# There’s a man standing at the crossroads with a dark roast in his hand C# Fm He’s livin’ in white yuppy land over by the milk and sugar stand C# D# Cm Fm And have I really come for this, cup of caffenated bliss? C#maj7 A#m7 Fm So we browse around all over town sipping coffees that we can’t pronounce C#maj7 C7 And meanwhile in the Blues Cemetery all the coffins commence to bounce | Fm | Fm | Fm | Fm | Fm D# Leadbelly’s in the cold ground rolling over in his grave C# Fm The hard road where so many slaved is now so smooth and paved C# D# Cm Fm And has it really come to this? Can ignorance be bliss? D# Cm Fm I’m waiting for - the other shoe to drop Fm6 C#maj7 C7 Fm Jazz at the bookstore and Blues in the coffee shop Fm6 C#maj7 C7 Fm Jazz at the bookstore and Blues in the coffee shop Fm6 C#maj7 C7 Fm Jazz at the bookstore - Blues in the coffee shop