The Jim Yoshii Pile-Up

Jailhouse Rock

The Jim Yoshii Pile-Up


Tom: G

Gm F#m
Hm A
Em F#m
Em F#m

[Verse 1]

    D (or Gm)       F#m
The coroner threw a party
       Hm           A
At the county jail
        Em
It was bare light bulbs
    F#m
And green concrete
Em                F#m
Minute Maid and processed cheese

    D  F#m             Hm       A
And I, I was the entertainment
Em  F#m             Em    F#m
I, was the topic of conversation
     D           F#m
So I did my best impressions
      Hm                    A
And I heard the priest's confessions
      Em                F#m
And I joined the prison band
    Em                 F#m
I'm not sure how, they seemed so nice

D             F#m
Pretty, sad and tough
    Hm           A
The prison gangs line up
          Em        F#m   Em  F#m
And they sing to me
                D                F#m
They sing, the truth sounds like a lie
        Hm                   A
And you won't know when you die
                 Em     F#m
If you've been cheated
Em           F#m
Cheated or spared

[Chorus 1]

D                           F#m
Soon enough, the sheriff's deputy backs in to me
D
It's only nine A.M.,
           F#m
The party only just began
            G
I tell him you will spend the next ten years
Em
Working out the last six months
      D                   F#m
It's easier to lie to an audience
                         C   Em
When no one's listening

[Bridge 1]
C
One more ride home
Em
One more gas station
C
You will spend the next ten years
Em
Working out the last six months

Gm F#m
Hm A
Em F#m
Em F#m

[Verse 2]

D (or Gm)        F#m
Pretty, sad and tough
     Hm            A
The prison guards line up
           Em             F#m    Em   F#m
And they slowly shake my hand
              D              F#m
They say the truth sounds like a lie
         Hm                A
And you won't know when you die
                Em      F#m
If you've been cheated
Em        F#m
Cheated or spared or spared

[Chorus 2]

D
Pretty and tough
            F#m
The warden always gets it up
     D
The prison boys are rough
        F#m
So the warden cuffs 'em up
             G
I tell them you will spend the next ten years
Em
Working out the last six months
       D
It's easier to lie
              F#m
It's always easier to lie

[Bridge 2]

Em F#m
C   Am ("You're on it, you're on it...")
G Hm
C

    Am                                       G    Hm    C
You take us one step further out the door
    Am                                       G
You take us one step further out the door
                 Hm
Further out the door
                 C       Am
Further out the door

    G
Oh one more ride home
Hm
One more gas station
Em
One more week, they tell me
Am
They tell me
G                          Hm
One more walk through my parents living room
Em
And then you sit there
Am                            C
Can we get you anything