Dm
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

  Dm                            G              Dm
I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin'in
  Dm                                   A7
I found my mind in a brown paper bag within
  Dm                            F
I tripped on a cloud and fell-a eight miles high
  G
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
  Dm                 A7
I just dropped in to see what condition my
   Dm
condition was in

 Dm
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my
condition was in)

  D#m                 G#7                       D#m
I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then I followed it in
  D#m                                    A#7
I watched myself crawlin' out as I was a-crawlin' in
      D#m           F#                 G#7
I got up so tight I couldn't unwind, I saw so much, I broke my mind
  D#m                A#7                       D#m
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in

 D#m
(yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

   Em                  A7                               Em
Someone painted "April Fool" in big black letters on a "dead end" sign
         Em                                          B7
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
      Em                        G
Eight miles outta memphis and I got no spare,
      A7
eight miles straight up downtown somewhere
  Em                 B7                       Em
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
         Em                 B7
I said I just dropped in to see what condition
       Em
my condition was in

Em                  Em
Yeah yeah oh-yeah...