Tom: F
Introdução: C
C
I am just a poor boy
C/B Am
Though my story's seldom told
G
I have squandered my resistance
F C
For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises
C/B Am
All lies and jests
G F
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
C
And disregards the rest
C
When I left my home and my family
C/B Am
I was no more than a boy
G
In the company of strangers
F
In the quiet of the railway station
C
Running scared,
C/B Am G F
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters
C
Where the ragged people go
G
Looking for the places
F G/B C
Only they would know
C/B Am G/B
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie la lie
Am F G C
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie la lie la la la la lie
C
Asking only workman's wages
C/B Am
I come looking for a job
G
But I get no offers
F
Just a come-on from the whores
C
On Seventh Avenue
C/B Am
I do declare
G F
There were times when I was so lonesome
C
I took some comfort there
C/B Am G/B
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie la lie
Am F G C
Lie la lie, lie la la la lie la lie la la la la lie
C
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes
C/B Am
And wishing I was gone
G
Going home
F
Where the New York City winters
C
Aren't bleeding me
C/B Am
Bleeding me (bleeding me)
G
Going home
C/B Am
Bleeding me (bleeding me)
G
Going home
C
Going home