Tom: C
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 G C
And disregards the rest
When I left my home
And my family
Am
I was no more than a boy
G
In the company of strangers
G7
In the quiet of the railway station
C
Running scared
Am
Laying low
G F
Seeking out the poorer quarters
C
Where the ragged people go
G
Looking for the places
F Em Dm C
Only they would know
Am
Lie-la-lie
Em Am
Lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie lie-la-lie
F G C
Lie-la-lie la la la la, Lie la la la la lie
Asking only workman's wages
Am
I come looking for a job
G
But I get no offers
G7
Just a come-on from the whores
C
On Seventh Avenue
Am
I do declare
G F
There were times when I was so lonesome
C
I took some comfort there
G C
Ooo-la-la la-la la-la
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
Am
And wishing I was gone
G
Going home
G7
Where the New York City winters
C
Aren't bleeding me
Em Am
Leading me - e
G C
Going home
C
In the clearing stands a boxer
Am
And a fighter by his trade
G
And he carries the reminders
G7
Of ev'ry glove that laid 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 G7 C
But the fighter still remains
Am
Lie-la-lie
Em Am
Lie-la-lie la lie-la-lie lie-la-lie
F G C
Lie-la-lie la la la la, Lie la la la la lie
