CAm
I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told
G
I have squandered my resistance
G7G6C
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises
AmGF
All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear
CGG7G6C
And disregards the rest
CAm
When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy
G
In the company of strangers
G7G6C
In the quiet of a railway station, running scared
AmGF
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
C
Where the ragged people go
GG7G6C
Looking for the places only they would know
AmGAmGFC
Lie la lie Lie la lie Lie la lie Lie la lie Lie la lie
CAm
Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job
G
But I get no offers
G7G6C
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
AmGF
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
C
I took some comfort there
GG7G6C
Lie lie lie lie la
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone
Going home where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me
Leading me, going home.
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
And he carries a reminder ov ev'ry glove that laid him down
Or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame
I am leaving, I am leaving
But the fighter still remains
Lie la lie
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.