C
I am just a poor boy
Am
Though my story's seldom told,
G
I have squandered my resistance
G7 C
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises.
Am
All lies and jest,
G F
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
C F G C
And disregards the rest.
C
When I left my home and my family
Am G
I was no more than a boy in the company of strangers,
G7 C
In the quiet of a railway station running scared.
Am G F
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
C
Where the ragged people go
G F G C
Looking for the places only the would know.
Am G Am
Lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie,
F G C
Lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie
C
Asking only workmans wages
Am G
I come looking for a job, but I get no offers,
G7 G C
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue
Am G F
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome
C G F G C
I took some comfort there, la la la la la.
Am G Am
Lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie,
F G C
Lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie
C
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
Am G
And wishing I was gone, going home
G7 C
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me,
Em Am G C
Bleeding me....going home.
C
In the clearing stands the boxer
Am
And a fighter by his trade
G
And he carries the reminders
G7
Of every glove that layed 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!"
C G F G C
But the fighter still remains.
Am G Am
Lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie,
F G C
Lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie, lie la lie