CAPO 3. FRET INTRO: ^{Am G F E7 Am}William Butler Yeats in jeans ^GGot up to play guitar and sing ^FIn some joint in Mission Beach ^E7last night ^AmAt the door sat Tom Waits ^GIn a pork pie hat and silver skates ^FJugglin' three collection plates, ^E7Jesus Christ ^AmTownes Van Zandt standin' at the bar ^GSkinnin' a Hollywood movie star ^FCan't remember where he parked his car ^E7Or to whom he lost the keys ^AmFull of angst and hillbilly haiku ^GWhat's a poor Ft. Worth boy to do ^FGo on rhyme something for em' man ^E7Show em' how you really feel CHORUS: ^FAin`t no money in <sup>C</sup>poetry <sup>G</sup>That's what sets the <sup>Am</sup>poet free <sup>F</sup>I've had all the <sup>C</sup>freedom I can <sup>G</sup>stand <sup>F</sup>Cold dog soup and <sup>C</sup>rainbow pie <sup>G</sup>Is all it takes to <sup>Am</sup>get me by <sup>F</sup>Fool my belly till the <sup>C</sup>day I die <sup>G</sup>Cold dog soup and <sup>Am</sup>rainbow pie <sup>Am</sup>Ginsberg and Kerouac <sup>G</sup>Shootin' dice playin' Ramblin' Jack's <sup>F</sup>guitar With the cowboy paintin' <sup>E7</sup>pickguard on it <sup>Am</sup>And they sat in the back and they drank for free <sup>G</sup>And rhymed orange with Rosalie <sup>F</sup>Now there's a pride of lions <sup>E7</sup>to draw to CHORUS:Ain`t...