Loudon Wainwright III - Homeless

      
 
 Homeless - Loudon Wainwright
 
 Capo 2 - written relative to capo
 
 * = Barchord
 
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 E                                     A 
 When you were alive, I was never alone
                         E                              
 Somewhere in the world, there was something called home
 E                                            
 And as long as you lived, I would be allright
 A                               E                 
 There were reasons to win, and incentives to fight
 A* E
 Now I'm smoking again. I thought all that was through
 Fm#* A* B*
 And I don't wanna live. But what else can I do
 
 B*
 
 E                                             A 
 And I feel like I've faked all that I ever did
                                 E                
 And I've grown a gray beard, but I cry like a kid
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 I was seven when I sang you'd rosin the bow
                                 E                    
 There in Aunt Mary's kitchen and I don't guess I know
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 That it's why I've done this for all of this time
                                 E                       
 But now I'm playing and singing, seems a game or a crime
 A* E
 People have called to find out if I'm fine
 Fm#* A* B*
 I assure them I am. But I'm not - it's a lie
 
 B*
 
 E                                                  A   
 They say in the end, your good friends pull you through
                         E                  
 But everyone knows, my best friend was you.
 E                                               A 
 Hey, I've gotten some help. I guess I was afraid
                                         E             
 You suppose something will happen when someone is paid
                                         A        
 But I am getting better once again I'll be strong
                         E               
 After all, listen, I'm singing this song
 
 A*
 When you were alive I was never alone
 B* A* E
 Somewhere in the world there was something called home
 
 E                                           A     
 Now I feel like I'm homeless but I will be alright
                                                 E   
 I'll get through the days. I'll face-down the night.
 
 
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