Ralph McTell – Standing Down In New York Town (Guitar)

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G    F              Em            C
Hey, buddy, can you spare me some change?

Am        Dbm            D             G
Me and my lady trying to get back to Detroit

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They're ripping off the customers and tearing the buildings down

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The ship seems to be sinking, and everyone's moving out

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But maybe it's just the way I feel

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For some have been so ki-nd

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Maybe it's just that I'm far from home

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And you, and you and you,  been on my mind

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Faces in the curtains whilst the sirens were screaming

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Disturbing the dreaming that I had without sleep

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Hustlers on the block taking every cent I got

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So it's dollars for the barman to give my mind some ease

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But maybe it's just the way I feel

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For some have been so ki-nd

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Maybe it's just that I'm far from home

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And you, and you and you,  been on my mind

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Someone has bled an angry slogan on the wall

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Just across the street from my luxury hotel

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And the letters are so big that from close up you cannot read them

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But I'm high up in my room and I can read them very well.

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But maybe it's just the way I feel

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For some have been so ki-nd

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Maybe it's just that I'm far from home

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And you, and you and you,     been on my mind

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Hey, buddy, can you spare me some change?

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Me and my lady trying to get back to Detroit

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Hopalong, the Bowery Boys, and all my cowboy heroes

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Saturday morning picture memories floating in the air

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"Give my regards to Broadway," said a grey-faced statue

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Who was obviously stoned to be standing in that square.

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But maybe it's just the way I feel

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For some have been so ki-nd

F          Cm            Eb       G
Maybe it's just that I'm far from home

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And you, and you and you,     been on my mind

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