Tom Jones – A Boy From Nowhere (Guitar)

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The nights grow cold

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My search for gold is leading nowhere

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Whichever lonely road I take

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It seems to go nowhere

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It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow

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How can I display what I know I'm worthy of

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When they turn me away

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The doors are closed to such as I

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A boy from nowhere

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But not to those who merely buy the right to go where

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They'll be met with respect, not humiliation

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A man's place on earth

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I have come to realize is decided by birth

                  C#
No matter where I go

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I will still belong in Andalusia

      E
Where we don't know where

                        A
The next penny's coming from

            C#
Something's wrong

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I'm bound to Spain, I won't remain

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A boy from nowhere

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There has to be a place for me

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And I must go there

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I don't fantasize, unlike a million others

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Who must bow and scrape

       B         C#
For my one means of escape

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Is to flourish a cape

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I'll fight all odds

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And fight the Gods if they oppose me

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I have to win, I won't give in

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No one who knows me would expect me to fail

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For the want of trying

      G#   F#
Not a man alive

       B      C#
Had to beg or steal or fight

                    F#
More than me to survive

   C#         F#
So what's the future

                  B
No matter where I go

       C#      F#      E   A
I will still belong in Andalusia

                            D
Where good, honest men grow weak

         E         A
And the rich grow strong

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Something's wrong

        F#            C#
Another dawn, another boy

           F#
A boy from nowhere

                    C#
My destiny will guarantee

           F#
And I must go there

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It's a fight to survive just until tomorrow

         B        F#    B
One more mouth to feed

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And the way things are 'round here

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That's the last thing they need