From: cc977@cleveland.Freenet.Edu (Mike Novak)

"Goin' Through Your Purse" -- Material Issue
 
From the album _Freak City Soundtrack_.
 
Written by:  Jim Ellison
Transcribed by:  Mike Novak
 
 
I'm not super sure about the chorus, but what I have here works 
for me...  And incidently, the lyrics in the liner notes for this
song our wrong in a few places; that's so like them. :)
 
 
       G
Well I know it's been a little while
          
          Bmin
Since the first time that I made you smile
      
      Emin                       D   C
And I thought I'd take this opportunity
 
   G
To dig a little deeper inside
 
    Bmin                              Emin
And try to find out what someone like you
 
                  D    C
is trying to hide from me
 
 
       C                       D
Well I hope that you don't get angry girl
 
  G        F#    F   E
I hope you don't get hurt
 
D      C                    D                  C       G
By the things I found while goin' through your purse
 
 
Your Make-up, your compact, lipstick, and shit like that
And the keys that you keep on a chain
Your cigarettes and my lighter too
And a picture of your sister
God I think your one in the same
 
Then I cleverly put all these things back into place so you
Wouldn't think that I was a jerk
The things I found while goin' through your purse
 
 
[the solo goes something like this:]
 
E|-------------------------4-5-7--4-5-7--4-5-7-4----
B|-4-5-7--4-5-7--4-5-7-4----------------------------
G|------
 
 
E|-/9--12---9-7--10---7-5---567-5-----
B|--------------------------------------
G|------
 
     (bend up)
E|------------------------5-6^(7)-(7)-(7)--5--4-----
B|-5-6^(7)-(7)-(7)--5--4----------------------------
G|------
 
E|-/9--12---9-7--10---7-5---567-5----
B|--------------------------------------
G|------
 
Then I cleverly put all these things back into place so you
Wouldn't think that I was a jerk
The things I found while goin' through your purse
 
[Drum fill...  next verse no guitar]
 
Well a photo of your mother too
And all the guys who date you
And your high school graduation ring
And a check stub from the place you work
Some poetry from some
Stupid jerk who's tryin' to
Steal your heart away from me
 
Well I hope that you don't get offended girl
Yeah and I hope you don't get hurt
By the things I found while going through
Yeah the things I found when I was goin' thru
The things I found while goin' thru your purse
 
[variation of solo... end on open Emin chord ]
 
 
Comments/feedback to:  Mike Novak, novakmj@sluvca.slu.edu