Soap Box Preacher

Robbie Robertson

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Tom:
G C G Soap box preacher standing on a corner
Em C G And all the people they would gather round
C G You speak of faith with a blaze of glory
Em C G But those that fear they wanna knock you down
C G Nobody knows where you live
Em C G Where do you go in the naked night
C G All of the prophets that come before you
Em C G They can hear your lonesome cry
C D Em When you're out there in the night, all alone
C D Em When you're staring in the light, at the end of the road [Chorus]
G Am C D In those proud shoes, coming on up the alley
G Am C D In those proud shoes, walks all over the sky
G Am C D Then he tipped his hat just like Don Quixote
C D G And said don't let the rapture pass you by
G Am C G
G Em C G
G C G Heard a bugle blowing in the misty morning
Em C G What a haunting sound over Times Square
C G Heard of the ghost of 52nd Street
Em C G Looked out the door but no one was there
C G Out in the cold Harlem rain
Em C G I went searching for this minstrel man
C G Played me a song to ease the pain
Em C G With a Salvation Army band
C D Em When you're out there in the dark, all alone
C D Em When you're sleeping in the park, at the end of the road [Chorus]
G Am C D In those proud shoes, coming on up the alley
G Am C D In those proud shoes, walks all over the sky
G Am C D Then he tips his hat just like Don Quixote
C D G And said don't let the rapture pass you by
G Am C D
G Em C G
C D Em In the neon wilderness and the asphalt jungle
C He carries his cross of passion
D Em Through the wreckage and the rumble [Chorus]
G Am C D In those proud shoes, coming on up the alley
G Am C D In those proud shoes, walks all over the sky
G Am C D Then he tipped his hat just like Don Quixote
C D And said don't let the rapture,
C D G Don't let the rapture pass you by
C D G Don't let it pass you by
G Am C D
G Em C G
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Composição: Robbie Robertson

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