[C]I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom [Am]told

I have [G]squandered my resistance

For a [G7]pocket full of [G]mumbles, such are [C]promises

All lies and [Am]jest, still a [G]man hears what he [F]wants to hear

And disregards the [C]rest [G]  [F] mmmmmm  [C]

When I [C]left my home and my family, I was no more than a [Am]boy

In the [G]company of strangers

In the [G7]quiet of a [G]railway station, [C]running scared

Laying [Am]low, seeking [G]out the poorer [F]quarters

Where the ragged people [C]go

Looking [G]for the places [F]only they would [C]know

Lie la [Am]lie, Lie la [Em]lie la lie la lie, Lie la [Am]lie,

[G]Lie la lie lie lie lie [F]lie, lie la lie lie [C]lie.

Asking [C]only workman's wages I come looking for a [Am]job

But I get no [G]offers

Just a [G7]come-on from the [G]whores on Seventh [C]Avenue

I do de[Am]clare, there were [G]times when I was [F]so lonesome

I took some comfort [C]there

[G]Lie lie lie lie la [F]

[C]       [Am]  [G]  [G7]          [G]      

[C]       [Am]   [G]       [F]

[C]       [G]  [F]            [C]

Lie la [Am]lie, Lie la [Em]lie la lie la lie, Lie la [Am]lie,

[G]Lie la lie la la la la, lie la la la la [C]lie.

Then I'm [C]laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was [Am]gone

Going [G]home where the [G7] New York City winters [G]aren't [C]bleeding me

[Em]Leading [Am]me,[G] going home. 

In the [C]clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his [Am]trade

And he [G]carries a reminder of ev'ry [G7]glove that laid him down

Or [C]cut him till he cried out in his anger and his [Am]shame

I am [G]leaving, I am [F]leaving

But the fighter still re[C]mains  [G]  [F]  [C]

X8       [Am]lie, Lie la [Em]lie la lie la lie, Lie la [Am]lie,

[G]Lie la lie la la la la, lie la la la la lie.

[C]       [Am]   [G]       [G7]

[C]       [Am]   [G]       [F]

[C]       [G]       [F]       [C]