Cifras
Homeless

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C                                                                                                                              G  
She said she had no money But he was in doubt
Am  
He told her, "I used to be in too"
                  Em  
But now he was out
F  
"Spare some small change lady
G                                                                              Am  
And I'll be on my way"
C                                                                                                                         G  
She looked into his eyes And deep in his soul
Am  
I know she was wondering
          Em  
If he was in control
                     F                                                                                                            G  
She muttered to herself, "Those beggars,
                                                                                             Am  
Where do they all come from?"
Am                         C                                                                                      G  
He said, "I'm not a homeless man
                        F                                    Em  
I'm a gypsy by trade
                                        Am  
And I'm travelling this land
                  G                                                                                                      Am  
I'm not a homeless man"
C                                                                                                                                                                 G  
He moved through the streets    With his headband low
                                Am  
Never thinking he would never see
                          Em  
That woman again, you know
F  
Just sleeping in the doorways
                        G                                                                                 Am  
And alleys like he always had
C                                                                                         G  
The years rolled by And later on
                     Am                                                                                              Em  
He spotted an old woman All tattered and worn
        F  
Hard times had got her
     G                                                                                                                    Am  
Her clothes were ragged and old
                                                C                                                                                 G  
She said, "I'm not a homeless woman
                          F                                         Em                                              Am  
I'm a gypsy by trade    And I'm travelling this land
                        G                                                                                                 Am  
I'm not a homeless woman"
C                                                                                                              G  
Sometime in the daytime Sometimes at night
                                          Am                                                                                                         Em  
You will see a couple walking They'll come into sight
F                                                                         G  
Pushing their carts
                                                        Am  
And holding hands
C                                                                                                      G  
If you ask to help They'll just run away
Am                                                                    Em  
Like little children, out to play
F                                                                                                                 G  
And if you ask, "Who are you"
                                                                  Am  
They'll always say
C                                                                                              G  
"I'm not a homeless man
                          F                                                      Em  
I'm a gypsy by trade
                                        Am  
And I'm travelling this land
                        G  
She's not a homeless woman
                                        Am  
I'm not a homeless man"