White Lady White Powder

Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the Album 21 at 33

F        Bb/F       F
F/D     Bb/D       F/D
F/Bb   Bb/Bb     F/Bb
F/C     Bb/C       F/C

F              C/E   Dm          Dm/C
Dust settles on a thin cloud
Bb                              F            C
Sends a fog drifting to a worn out crowd
Bb                           Dm                             Eb
I've had my face in a mirror for twenty four hours
              Bb/D                C/E F        C/G  C6/A  C7/Bb C6/A C
Staring at a line of white powder

F               C/E         Dm                Dm/C
High-priced madness pays the tab
      Bb                                                    F      C7
I've scraped too much of nothing from your plastic bag
Bb                  Dm                         Eb
I'm a catatonic son of a bitch who's had
                  Bb/D              C/E F     C/G  C6/A  C7/Bb C6/A C
A touch too much of white powder

Bb           C       F              C/A
And she's a habit I can't handle
Bb     C        F               C/A 
For a reason I can't say
Bb   C                Dm               C/A
I'm in love with a wild white lady
Bb     C                  F  
She's as sweet as the stories say

C/E      Dm             C     
White powder white lady
You're one and the same
Am                     Dm            /C
Come on down to my house won't you
       Bb        C    F     
And hit this boy again


Shock waves to a tired brain
sends that hungry lady to my door again
She's my shelter from the storm when I feel the rain
Entertaining white powder

I feel I'm dry-docked and tongue-tied
Heaven sends a stretcher for the kids to ride
I might just escape while the others might die
Riding on a high of white powder

F                     Dm 
White powder, white lady,

Bb        C    F
Hit this boy again