Don McLean – Orphans Of Wealth (Guitar)

note: he uses a lot of little fills, but they are easy to figure out when
you listen to the recording. The main ones are: on the G chord that ends 
the chorus and every second line in the verse he plays something on the 
low E string like: |-0--2--0-| and he plays an F# note between the G and Em
chords in the verse and chorus. Before the Final G in the outro he plays:
A--3--2--0-|

intro:
e|-----------------3--------------------|
B|-----------------3--------------------|
G|-----------------0--------------------|
D|-----------------0--------------------|
A|--------0--2--3--2-----0--2--3--------|
E|---3-------------3--------------------|

   G          D        G       Em
There is no time to discuss or debate

          C              D              G
What is right, what is wrong for our people

   G          D       G             Em
Time has run out for all those who wait

          C              D            G
With bent limbs and minds that are feeble

G              Em         C                  D
And the rain falls and blows through their window

G              Em         C                  D
And the snow falls and blows through their door

G                   Em         C                  D
And the seasons revolve 'mid their sounds of starvation

G              Em         C          G
When the tides rise, they cover the floor

G                        D         G                 Em
And they come from the north and they come from the south

         C              D               G
And they come from the hills and they valleys

               G            D           G         Em
And they're migrants and farmers and miners and humans

       C        D         G
Our census neglected to tally

              G        D          G         Em
And they're African, Mexican, Caucasian, Indian

 C            D         G
Hungry and hopeless Americans

G                D              G       Em
The orphans of wealth and of adequate health

 C                  D         G
Disowned by this nation they live in

           G            D          G              Em                       
And with weather-worn hands On bread lines they stand

C            D         G
Yet but one more degradation

G                                D              G               Em
Yes, and they're treated like tramps  While we sell them food stamps

          C            D         G
This thriving and prosperous nation

           G            D         G             Em
And with roaches and rickets and rats in the thickets

C            D              G
Infested, diseased, and decaying

       G            D          G           Em
With rags and no shoes and skin sores that ooze

          C        D              G
By the poisonous pools they are playing

G         D                G               Em
In shacks of two rooms that are rotting wood tombs

        C        D              G
With corpses breathing inside them

             G          D             G            Em
Yes, and we pity their plight as they call in the night

             C            D              G
And we do all that we can do to hide them

G             Em         C                  D
And the rain falls and blows through their window

G              Em         C                  D
And the snow falls in white drifts that fall

G              Em         C                  D
and the tides rise, with floods in the nursery

G              Em
and a child is crying

C                D
hes hungry and cold

C                  D
his life has been sold

C                    D
his young face looks old

          C       D      G
its the face of america dying