Tom: D

    D      C               F
    Thirty days, lord and, thirty nights,
        D       C         F
    I'm comin' home on an airplane flight.
    D      C              F
    Momma standin' at the ticket line,
    D       C              F
    Tell me son why do you stand there cryin'?
               D             F            C            G
    It was the needle, and a spoon, and a trip, to the moon,
             D    C     F     D
    took me away.


    D      C          F
    I been feelin' so sick inside.
    D          C           F
    Got to get better lord before I die.
    D       C              F
    Seven doctors couldn't help my head, they said,
        D      C             F
    you better quit it son before you're dead.
             D               F             C            G
    With the needle, and the spoon, with a trip, to the moon,
                     D        C   F     D
    They'll take you away.


    D                  C           F
    I've seen a lot of people who thought they were cool.
    D        C         F
    Then again lord, I seen a lot of fools.
    D          C               F
    I hope the people lord can hear what I say,
    D           C              F
    you'll have your chance to hit it someday.
                        D             F         C            G
    Don't mess with the needle, or a spoon, any trip, to the moon,
                      D
    they'll take you away.