Junkyard Blues

A# I found a phone...out at the dump D# Out underneath…a pile of junk A# I heard a ringing…I dug it up F D# A# Set myself down on a fridge…and dusted off A# I said…hello what you want D# He said its me…you know the one A# And I’m just callin’…to keep in touch F D# A# You know your payments been overdue…for many months A# I’d harbored hope…for a change of luck D# But it’s no use…my ship was sunk A# No luck with women…no luck with guns F D# A# Well I had nowhere left to go…nowhere but up A# Buried the phone…back in the dump D# Back underneath…a pile of junk A# And I’ll be leaving…soon enough F D# A# But you know I still haven’t left…and I ain’t quite gone