| (Capo 2 in E) |
| D A Em G D A Em G |
| G | D | A | Em | G | |
| Sirens ri | ng, the shots ring | out, A stranger | cries screams out | loud |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| I had my | world strapped against my | back, I held my | hands, never knew how to | act |
| D | A | |
| And the | same black line that was drawn on you was | drawn on me |
| Em | G | |
| And now it's draw'n' me | in 6th Avenue | heartache |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| Below | me was a homeless | man, Singin' | songs I knew c | omplete |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| On the steps | alone, his guitar in | hand, It's fifty | years, stood where he | stands |
| REF |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| Now walkin' | home on those | streets, The river | winds move my | feet |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| Subway s | team, like silhouettes in | dreams, They stood by m | e, just like | moonbeams |
| REF |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| Look out the | window, down upon that s | treet, And gone like a | midnight where was that | man |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| But I see his | six string laid against that | wall, And all his | things, they all look so | small |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| I got my fingers | crossed on a shooting | star, Just like | me just moved | on |
| E B |
| And the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me |
| F#m A |
| And now it's draw'n' me in 6th Avenue heartache |