Capo: 2

Capo fret. 2 Intro : NC

^AI am just a poor boy ^AThough my story's ^A/G#seldom ^F#mtold

I have ^Esquandered my resistance For a ^E7pocket full of mumbles such are ^Apromises

...

All ^A/G#lies and ^F#mjests Still a ^Eman hears what he ^Dwants to hear

And disregards the ^Arest ^Ehmm ^E7hmm hmm ^Ahmm ^AWhen I left my home and my family

I was no ^A/G#more than a ^F#mboy In the ^Ecompany of strangers

^EIn the ^E7quiet of the railway station ^Arunning scared ^A/G#Laying ^F#mlow, seeking ^Eout the poorer ^Dquarters

Where the ragged people ^Ago Looking ^Efor the places ^E7only they would ^Aknow

... F#m E F#m E..... A Lie la lie ...

^AAsking only workman's wages I come ^A/G#looking ^F#mfor a job

But I get no ^Eoffers, Just a ^E7come-on from the whores on Seventh^A Avenue

I ^A/G#do decl^F#mare, there were ^Etimes when I was ^Dso lonesome I took some comfort ^Athere la la ^Ela la...^E7.. ^A

A....A/G#..F#m..E....E7....A....A/G#..F#m..E..D....A..E...A

Lie la ^F#mlie ..^E. ^F#m ^E ^AThen I'm laying out my winter clothes

^AAnd wishing I^A/G# was g^F#mone Going ^Ehome

Where the ^E7New York City winters aren't ^Ableeding me Bleeding ^Eme, ^F#m going ^Ehome ^E7 ^A

^AIn the clearing stands a boxer A F/G# F#m And a fighter by his trade

And he ^Ecarries the reminders Of ^E7ev'ry glove that layed him down

Or ^Acut him till he cried out ^AIn his anger ^A/G#and his ^F#mshame

"^EI am leaving, ^DI am leaving" ^DBut the fighter still rem^Aains ^E ^E7 ^A

A F#m E F#m E (ad lib) Lie la lie ... Outro : A....A/G#..F#m..E....E7....A....A/G#..F#m..E..D....A..E..E7...A