P. Simon
Right for the Time
INTRO: C
CC/BAm
I am just a poor boy, though my story's seldom told
GC
I have squandered my resistence for a pocketful of mumbles, such are promises
C/BAmGFCC
All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear and disregards the rest
CC/BAm
When I left my home and family I was no more than a boy
GC
In the company of strangers in the quiet of a railway station' runnin' scared
C/BAmGFC
Layin' low, seeking out the poorer quarters were the ragged people go
GFC
Looking for the places only they would know
SOLO
Asking only workman's wages, I come looking for a job
But I get no offers, just a come on from the w***es on 7th Avenue
I do declare, there were some times I was so lonesome I took some comfort there
SOLO 2
CC/BAm
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade
G
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down
CC/BAm
And cut him 'til he cried out in his anger and his shame
GFC
I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains
OUTRO