2 acessos
C I am just a poor boy though my story's Am Seldom told i have squandered my resistance F C For a pocketful of munbles such are promises Am G All lies and jest still a man hears F C G C What he wants to hear and disregards the rest C When i left my home and my family Am I was no more than a boy G In the company of strangers F In the quiet of the railway C Station runing scared Am G F Laying low seeking out the poorer quarters C Where the ragged people go G C Looking for the places only they would know Am G Am F G C Lai lai lai lai lai lai………… C Asking only workman's wages Am G I come looking for a job but i get no offers F Just a come-on from the whores on C Seventh avenue Am G I do declare there were times F When i was so lonesome C G C I took some confort there la la la la la------ solo de gaita C Then i'm laying out my winter Am G Clothes and wishing i was gone going home F Were the new york city winters C Em Am G C Aren't bleeding me, leading me to go home C In the clearing stands a boxer Am And a fighter by his trade G And he carries the reminders F Of ev'ry glove that laid him down C Or cut him till he cried out Am In his anger and his shame G F I am leaving, i am leaving but the C G C Fighter still remains hum hum hum hum Am G Am F G C Lai lai lai lai lai.........................