Tuned down half-step C C/B Am I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told G G7 C I have squandered my resistance on a pocketful of mumbles such are promises C/B Am G F C All lies and jest still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest G G7 C When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy in the company of strangers, in the quiet of the railway station running scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters where the ragged people go G F C Looking for the places only they would know Am Em Am G G7 C Lie la lie etc.... C C/B Am Asking only workmen's wages I come looking for a job G G7 C But I get no offers, just a come on from the whores on 7th Avenue C/B Am G F C I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome I took some comfort there Instrumental C C/B Am G G7 C C/B Am G F C Am Em Am G G7 C Lie la lie etc..... C C/B Am Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, G G7 C going home where the New York city winters aren't bleeding me, Em Am G G7 C leading me, going home. C C/B Am In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade G G7 And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down C C/B Am or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame, G F C G F C "I am leaving, I am leaving." But the fighter still remains. Am Em Am G G7 C Lie la lie etc.....
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