INTRO: G

VERSE:
G                      D
In New York city just walking the street
                      G  
Ran out of money had nothing to eat
                               C
I stopped at the Plaza, that fancy hotel
       D                                     
Where you can check in if you're well to do well...

     G                   D
The first of July and a hundred and four
                                G
I stopped at the Plaza's front revolving door
                                  C
I stepped in the door and went around for a ride
  D                               
Treatin' myself to the cool air inside

     G                        D
Then I found myself in a chandeliered room
                                G
Where people were dining and I hid in the gloom
                               C
My hunger pains hurt 'til I thought I would break
         D                                  G
When a waiter brought out a big strawberry cake


CHORUS:
G         D         G
Oh that strawberry cake
C                   G
Oh that strawberry cake
    C                    G
Out in California them berries were grown
     C                   G
And into this city them berries were flown
     D                      G
For making that strawberry cake


VERSE:
 G                              D
Then I thought of Oxnard, just north of A 
                                 G
Where I picked strawberries for many a day
                                  C
Hard work with no future for the harvest was done
    D
And I headed eastward a-travelin' by thumb

     G                D
And nobody wanted me here in this town
                              G
I felt like a stray dog they all kick around
                         C
Them berries reminded me of my bad breaks
     D                                 G
I'm hungry and I want that strawberry cake


CHORUS:
G                D         G
I deserve that strawberry cake
   C                     G
Deserve that strawberry cake
   C                         G
I ran and I grabbed it then out the side door
  C                             G
Into Central Park through the bushes I tore
 D                     G
Holdin' my strawberry cake



VERSE:
   G                       D
I look back behind me and what do I see
                             G
The chef and headwaiter and the maître d
                         C
I had a nice helpin' of cake as I ran
    D
I gobble them berries as fast as I can

          G                    D
They're closin' the gap as I slowed down to eat
                                     G
But the cake brought a new surge of power to my feet
                            C
I hid in the bush when the lead I did take
        D                             G
And I quietly finished my strawberry cake


CHORUS:
G                 D        G
I ate all that strawberry cake
      C                     G
That fine fancy strawberry cake
    C                    G
Someone at the plaza is without dessert
              C                        G
But for the first time in days now my belly don't hurt
 D                      G
I'm full of strawberry cake

NOTE: THED  AD  TWO VERB ONS I HAVE SEEN JOHNNY CASH
      PA YING THIS SONG LIVE. ON ONE HE CAPOED AT THE 
      2nd FD T AND ON ANOTHER HE CAPOED ON THE 3rd FD T 
      BUT USED THE EXACT SAME CHORDS FOR BOTH.