There's a ^Dmdusty old gutter^C

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^Dm he's lying in now. ^DmUmm, he's blind and he's old. And there's a ^G7bottle that r^Aolls down the r^Dmoad. ^DmMe I'm young ^C an

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d ^DmI'm so wild - and I still feel the need of your ^Gapron strings o^Ance in a w^Bmhile. For there's t^Aaxicabs hooting, but ^EI can't be f^G7ootloose for^Dmever. My s^Auitcase it's a cheap one. My d^Earling she's a dear one. My h^G7ead's feeling light as a f^Ceather.

Ta^G7ke my ears and tell me wh^Dmen the whistle blows. Wake me ^G7up and tell me when the ^Dmwhistle blows. ^DmLong lost and l^Aonely boy you're j^Bmust a black sheep ^G7going home. I w^Dmant to feel your w^Aheels of s^G7teel - ^Dunderneath my ^Aitching h^G7eels. Take my m^Doney - t^G7ell me when the ^A7whistle b^Bmlow^Ds.^{F# D B D F# D}

^DmPart of me asked th^Ce young m

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an^Dm for the time ^DmWith a cool vacant stare - of ^G7undue conc^Aern he said, "N^Dmine". ^DmIt's not so bad but I re^Cally do

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lo^Dmve the land. ^DmAnd rather all this than those diamante lovers in H^Gyde P^Aark holding h^Bmands. Blowing h^Aeat through my fingers t^Erying to k^G7ill off this c^Dmold. Will the s^Atreet kids remember? Can I s^Etill shoot a fast cue? Has this c^G7ountry kid still got his s^Coul?