2 acessos
D D7 G D The clubs are all closed and the la-dies are leaving, E7 A7 There's no-body no-body knows on the street; D D7 G D A few strand-ed souls stand-ing cold at the sta-tion, G D A7 D G7 And no-where to go but to bed and to sleep. C G Lord, would you look at you, now that you're here, ain't you D7 G G7 proud of your peers and the long way you've come? C G All a-lone, all the way on your own, who's to say D7 That you've thrown it away for a song? G Boy, you've sure come a long way from home. D D7 G D So it's so long to so many so far behind you, E7 A7 Fair-weather friends that you no longer know; D D7 G D You've still got the same lonely songs to remind you G D A7 D G7 Of someone you seemed to be so long ago. C G Lord, would you look at you, now that you're here, ain't you D7 G G7 proud of your peers and the long way you've come? C G All al-one, all the way on your own, who's to say D7 That you've thrown it away for a song? G Boy, you've sure come a long way from home.