Old Man Bickford chords and lyrics - WILLIAM S. BURROUGHS

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[Verse 1]
Old
[G]Man
Bickford, [A]cattle, [G]oil, real estate.
He's one of the poker [Am]-playing,
[A]whiskey -drinking, [G]evil old men who run the
[F#m]United
States [D]of
America.
[G]To the[Bm]se backstage operators[A], pre[Am]sidents,
[A]cabinet minister[G]s, and ambassadors are just jokes and errand boys.
They [Bb]do what they are told to
do [E]or else.[G]
His subordinates never know why they have [Eb]fallen from [G]fa vor,
[B]and that is for t[G]hem to
figure out when [F]his [G]displeasure
falls [D]heavy and [G]cold.
Just
San[D]ford knows [G]he is in trouble when the old
[G]man steers him into a little side room
with one chair.
[Em]The [G]old man sits down and smiles.
You know,
Jess, I've got an intu[G]ition about you.
I think you'd make a
mighty [F#m]fine president.
[G]Jess turns pale.
He is hearing his death [G]warrant.
[D]Oh, no,
Mr.
Bickford, I [G]don't have the qualifications.
I disagree with you. I [Bm]think you do
[G]have the qualific[F]ations.[G]
[Bm]You've got [G]a good
[D]front an[A]d a f[Am]ucking big m[G]outh.
Now
[D]Jess [F#m]knows he talked
[F#]too much in the wrong
place at [F#m]the wrong time.
[G]Please,
Mr.
Bickford, I got a [E]bad heart.
The job would
kill me."
[F]Bickford's [E]smile widens.
Think [Bm]about it,
Jess, [Am]just [G]think about it. I
[D]wouldn't want to [G]see you [F#m]make a mistake.
[G]