F {Verse 1]F I'm just a sophisticated beggar living underneath your summer dayEb Bb Eb Bb Eb Bb C Counting all my blessings as I'm counting all the money I've accumulated on my wayF I don't want your plastic GodsF Tin-pot religions and silly ideasF Fm All I want is your moneyAb Bb Eb Bb F I listen to you but I know you have nothing to sayF I'm just a sophisticated beggar living underneath your summer day[Verse 2]F I'm an emancipated firework exploding on your busy streetEb Bb Eb Bb Eb Bb C Strumming my guitar as you pass in your car always trying to knock me clean off my feetF I don't care if you own the whole worldF The stars in the skyF Fm Or a heavenly bodyAb Bb Eb Bb F You're wasting your time if it's only that that you're trying to conveyF 'Cos I'm just a sophisticated beggar living underneath your summer day [Verse 3]F I'm an emaciated hipster drinking dreams and eating consciousnessEb Bb Eb Bb Eb Bb C Standing in the gutter in the middle of a splutter hiding horrors underneath my largesseF I'd be hoarse for a million yearsF Trying to rescue my brainF Fm from the flood of my mindAb Bb Eb Bb F And all that I need, seems to me, to be needless to sayF 'Cos I'm just a sophisticated beggar living underneath your summer day [Outro]F Summer Day
Sophisticated Beggar
Roy Harper
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