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[Intro]
| C | - | - | - |
[Verse 1]
C
I am just a poor boy
G/B Am
Though my story seldom told
G
I squandered my resistance
F/C C
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
G/B Am G
All lies and jests Still a man
hears
F/C
What he wants to hear
C
And disregards the rest
[Verse 2]
C
When I left my home and my family
G/B Am
I was no more than a boy
G
In the company of strangers
F/C C
In the quiet of the railway stations running scared
G/B Am G F/C
Laying low seeking out the poor quarters
C
Where the ragged people go
G
Looking for the places
F/C C
Only they would know
[Chorus]
Am | - G |
| - Am | - F/C | G C | - - |
| -
[Verse 3]
C
Asking only workman's wages
G/B Am
I come looking for a job
G
But I get no offers
F/C
Just a come on
C
From the whores of seventh avenue
G/B Am G
I do declare there were times
F/C
When I was so lonesome
C
I took some comfort there
Then I'm laying down my winter clothes
G/B Am G
And wishing I was gone going home
F/C
Where the New York City winters
C G/B Am G
Are bleeding me, bleeding me going home
[Bridge]
C - | - - - G/B | Am - G - | - - C - |
| - - - G/B | Am - G - | - - F/C - | C - - - |
[Resonator Solo]
| C - - - | - G/B Am - | G - - - | F/C - - - |
| C - - - | - G/B Am - | G - F/C - | - - C - |
| G - F/C - |
[Verse 4]
C C G/B Am
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
G F/C
And he carries the reminder of every glove that laid him
down
C G/B Am
And cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame
G F/C C G/B
I am leaving I am leaving but the fighter sill remains
[Chorus]
Am | - G |
| - Am | - F/C | G Am | - G |
| - Am | - F/C | G Am | - G |
| - Am | - F/C | G
[Outro]
C - | - - - G/B |
| Am - G - | - - - - | - - C - | - - - G/B |
| Am - G - | F/C - - - | C - G - | F/C - C - |
| - - G - | F/C - C - | - - G - | F/C - C - |
[Intro]
| C | - | - | - |
[Verse 1]
| C - - - | - G/B Am - | G - - - | F/C - - - |
| C - - G/B | Am - G - | F/C - - - | C - - - |
| - - - - |
I am just a poor boy
Though my story seldom told
I squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests Still a man
hears
What he wants to hear
And disregards the rest
[Verse 2]
| C - - - | - G/B Am - | G - - - |
| F/C - - - | C - - G/B | Am - G - | F/C - - - |
| C - G - | F/C - 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 stations running scared
Laying low seeking out the poor quarters
Where the ragged people go
Looking for the places
Only they would know
[Chorus]
Am | - G |
| - Am | - F/C | G C | - - |
| -
[Verse 3]
C - | - - - G/B | Am - G - | - - F/C - |
| - - C - | - G/B Am - | G - F/C - | - - C - |
| - - - - | - - - - | - - - G/B | Am - G - |
| - - F/C - | - - C - | - G/B Am - | - - G - |
| - -
Asking only workman's wages
I come looking for a job
But I get no offers
Just a come on
From the whores of seventh avenue
I do declare there were times
When I was so lonesome
I took some comfort there
Then I'm laying down my winter clothes
And wishing I was gone going home
Where the New York City winters
Are bleeding me, bleeding me going home
[Bridge]
C - | - - - G/B | Am - G - | - - C - |
| - - - G/B | Am - G - | - - F/C - | C - - - |
[Resonator Solo]
| C - - - | - G/B Am - | G - - - | F/C - - - |
| C - - - | - G/B Am - | G - F/C - | - - C - |
| G - F/C - |
[Verse 4]
| C - - - | C - - - | - G/B Am - |
| G - - - | F/C - - - | C - - - | - G/B Am - |
| G - F/C - | - - C - | - G/B
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminder of every glove that laid him
down
And cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame
I am leaving I am leaving but the fighter sill remains
[Chorus]
Am | - G |
| - Am | - F/C | G Am | - G |
| - Am | - F/C | G Am | - G |
| - Am | - F/C | G
[Outro]
C - | - - - G/B |
| Am - G - | - - - - | - - C - | - - - G/B |
| Am - G - | F/C - - - | C - G - | F/C - C - |
| - - G - | F/C - C - | - - G - | F/C - C - |
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