| D | G | |
| It's cloudy out in Pittsburgh |
| It's rainin' in Saigon |
| D | A | |
| Snow's fall | in' all across the Michigan | line |
| D | |
| Well she | sits by the light of her Christmas tree |
| G | |
| With the | radio softly on |
| D | A | D | |
| Thinkin' how a | good man is | so hard to | find |
| G | |
| Well once she had a fella |
| Once she was somebody's girl |
| D | A | |
| And she | gave all she had that one last | time |
| D | |
| Now there's a little | girl asleep in the back room |
| G | |
| She's gonna have to | tell about the meanness in this world |
| D | A | D | |
| And how a | good man is | so hard to | find |
| A | G | D | |
| Well there's | pictures on the table | by her b | ed |
| G | D | A | |
| Him in his | dress greens and | her in her wedding | white |
| D | |
| She | remembers how the world was the day he left |
| G | |
| And now | how that world is dead |
| D | A | D | |
| And a | good man is | so hard to | find |
| She got no time now for Casanovas |
| G | |
| Yea | h those days are gone |
| D | A | D | |
| She don't | want that anymore, she's made up her | mind |
| G | |
| Just somebody to hold her |
| As the night gets on |
| D | A | D | |
| When a | good man is | so hard to | find |
| G | |
| Well she shuts off the TV |
| And without a word |
| D | A | |
| And in | to bed she cl | imbs |
| D | |
| Well she | thinks how it was all so wasted |
| G | |
| And how ex | pendable their dreams all were |
| D | A | D | |
| When a | good man was | so hard to | find |
| Well it's cloudy out in Pittsburgh |
| D | G | A |
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