Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: A

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It's lone-some, in this old town,
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Ev'ry bod-y, puts me down,
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I'm a face, with-out a name,
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Just walk-in' in the rain,

CHORUS
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I'm go-in' back, to Hous-ton,
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Hous-ton, Hous-ton,
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Go-in' back, to Hous-ton,
 -4   6     5   4
Hous-ton, Hous-ton.


I've got holes in both my shoes,
I'm a walking case of the blues,
Saw a dollar yesterday,
But the wind blew it away.

CHORUS

I haven't eaten in about a week,
I'm so hungry when I walk I squeak,
Nobody calls me friend,
It's sad the shape I'm in.

CHORUS 

I've got a girl waiting there for me,
At least, she said she'd be!
I've got a home and a big warm bed,
And a feather pillow for my head.

CHORUS

It's lonesome in this old town,
Everybody puts me down,
I'm a face without a name,
Just walking in the rain.

CHORUS (end with fade)


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