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(capo 2ª casa)
G Em
I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told.
D
I have squandered my resistance,
G
For a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises.
Em
All lies and jest.
D C G D G
Still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest.
G Em
When I left my home and my family I was no more than a boy,
D
In the company of strangers,
G
In the quiet of a railway station, runnin' scared.
Em D C
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters,
G
Where the ragged people go.
D C D G
Lookin' for the places, only they would know.
Em Bm
Lie-la-lie Lie-la-lie-la-la-la-lie
Em C D G
Lie-la-lie Lie-le-lie-la-lie-la-la-la-la-la-lie
D Em
Asking only workman's wages I come lookin' for a job,
D
But I get no offers,
G
Just a come-on from the s on Seventh Avenue.
Em D C
I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome,
G D
I took some comfort there la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
G Em
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone,
D G
Going home, where the New York City winters aren't bleedin' me.
Em Bm D G
Bleadin' me, to goin' home.
G Em
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade,
D
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down,
G Em
Or cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame,
D C
"I am leaving, I am leaving."
G D G
But the fighter still remains.
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