Folk Singer

	  		Intro:  Bb  D#  Bb  D# 

verse 1 

     Bb 
As I walk these narrow streets  
        D#              F              Bb        F  Bb 
where a million passin' feet have trod before me 

With my guitar in my hand  
F              D#  Bb              F Bb 
suddenly I realize nobody knows me 
      D# 
Where yesterday the multitudes screamed  
                            Bb   F  Bb  Gm 
and cried my name out for a song 
                           D# 
Now the streets are empty  
                                   Bb   F  Bb 
and the crowds they've all gone on home 

verse 2 


With the rain on my face  
        D#             F Bb     F Bb 
there's no place where I belong 

And my whole life consists  
D#           F          Bb   F  Bb 
of a story a poem and a song 
        D# 
Now the truths I've tried to tell you  
                      Bb   F Bb  Gm 
are as distant as the moon 
                              D# 
Born a hundred years too late  
                  Bb       F Bb 
two hundred years too soon 

verse 3 

      C 
I'm a child of the sage  
F           G          C    G C 
Lost in the pages of a book 

But when I'm dust and clay  
F                 G              C    G C 
will other people stop to take a look 
              F 
And will they marvel at the miracles I performed  
                      C        G C 
And to the heighths I aspired 
Am                          F 
Or will they tear the pages from the book  
           C    G C 
to light a fire 

With the rain on my face  
        F              G   C    F C  G C 
there's no place where I belong