Just Another Poor Boy Chris de Burgh
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[G]He[Em] wa[C]s [D]bu[G]t a traveller on the lonely road of life,
[G]sh[Em]e, [Am]her[D] name was Mary, a lady of the night.
[C]Sh[D]e [B7]fou[Em]nd him lying in that road, on a winter's night so cold,
[Am]jus[D]t [G]an[C]ot[D]he[G]r [C]po[D]or boy, treat him ri.......ght.
[G]Sh[Em]e s[C]aw[D] t[G]hat he was hungry and gave him food to eat,
[G]sh[Em]e k[Am]new[D] that he was weary and he had no place to sleep.
[C]Sh[D]e [B7]too[Em]k him home to her own bed, she lay down his wounded head,
[Am]and[D] w[G]as[C]he[D]d [G]aw[B7]ay the world from his hands and his fee......t.
[Em]He [D]wa[C]s just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
[G]wh[D]en[Em] he[D] c[C]ri[D]ed out in his sleep she held him tight.
[Em]Jus[D]t [C]another poor boy, just another poor boy,
[G]an[D]d [Em]she[D] g[C]ave him love and comfort through the night,
[Em]til[D]l [C]th[G]e [D]mo[Em]rni[D]ng[C]?s[G] l[C]ig[G]ht.
[G]At[Em] ni[C]gh[D]t [G]she sat beside him, by the fire he would talk,
[G]he[Em] sa[Am]id [D]all men were brothers and that love could conquer all,
[C]Ma[D]ny[B7] ga[Em]thered round to hear, many for his life did fear,
[Am]in [D]tr[G]ou[C]bl[D]ed[G] t[C]im[D]es like these men seldom talk....ed.
[G]Oh[Em], t[Am]hey[D] came to him one morning at the breaking of the day,
[G]sh[Em]e w[Am]oke[D] to hear him calling as they carried him away.
[C]Ac[D]cusing him of spreading lies and hate,
[B7]his[Em] public meetings were a danger to the state,
[C]so[D]me[E] soldier said "Who was he anyway?"
[F#m]Just[E] a[D]nother poor boy, just another poor boy,
[A]an[E]d [F#m]the [E]te[D]ar[E]s were falling from her face like rain.
[F#m]Just[E] a[D]nother poor boy, just another poor boy,
[A]an[E]d [F#m]they[E] h[D]ung him on the hillside far away.
[F#m]And on the ground she lay,
[E]do[D] d[A]o [E]do[F#m] do [E]do[D], poor boy, do do do do do.
[F#m]Oh, [E]my[F#m] Lor[E]d![F#m] [E] [F#m] [E] [F#m]
[E]Oh[F#m], my[E] L[F#m]o...[E]..[F#m]..rd[D]! [E]Oh, my Lord! O..h !
[F#m]Just[E] a[D]nother poor boy, just another poor boy,
[A]an[E]d [F#m]the [E]te[D]ar[E]s were falling from her face like rain.
[F#m]Just[E] a[D]nother poor boy, just another poor boy,
[A]an[E]d [F#m]they[E] h[D]un[E]g him on the hillside far away.
[F#m]Just[E] a[D]nother poor boy, just another poor boy,
[A]an[E]d [F#m]she [E]ne[D]ver dreamed she'd see his face again !
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