A Sight For Sore Eyes

        Another old Waits tune I couldn t find on here, so
        worked out a simple version, I m not 100% about the
        lyrics, but it s the best I could hear.
        Oh and the Am chord is really just a step up from
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                         A SIGHT FOR SORE EYES


                                                      
     A sight for sore eyes,        It s a long time no see
                                                   
     Workin  hard hardly workin ,      Hey man you know me
                                                 
     Water under the bridge,      Did ya see my new car
                                                                 
     Well it s bought and it s paid for,      Parked out-side of the bar
                                                          
     And hey barkeep whats keeping you,      Keep pouring drinks
                                                    
     For all these palookas,       Hey you know what I thinks
                                                    
     That we toast to the old days,     And Di-Mag-gio too
                                                           
     An  old Drysdales and Mantle,     Whitey Ford and to you

                                                                 
     Oh you know the ol  gang ain t around,     Everyone has left town
                                                             
      Cept for Thelma  n  Giardina,     Said they just might be down
                                                         
     Oh half drunk all the time,      An  I m all drunk the rest
                                                     
     Monks still the champion,      Oh but I am the best
                                                          
     And hey barkeep whats keeping you,      Keep pouring drinks
                                                    
     For all these palookas,       Hey you know what I thinks
                                                    
     That we toast to the old days,     And Di-Mag-gio too
                                                           
     An  old Drysdales and Mantle,     Whitey Ford and to you

                                                        
     Guess you heard about Nash,      He was killed in a crash
                                                     
     Oh that must have been two,      Or three years ago now
                                                        
     Yeah, he spun out and he rolled,      Hit a telephone pole
                                
     And died with the radio  on
                                                             
     Flo she s married with a kid,      Finally split up with Sid
                                                    
     He s up north for a nickles worth,      For armed robbery
                                                            
     And I ll play you some pinball,       No you ain t got a chance
                                     
     Then go on over and,    Ask her to dance
                                                          
     And hey barkeep whats keeping you,      Keep pouring drinks
                                                    
     For all these palookas,       Hey you know what I thinks
                                                    
     That we toast to the old days,     And Di-Mag-gio too
                                                          
     An  old Drysdales and Mantle,     Whitey Ford and to you-oo-o