Bob Dylan - I pity the poor immigrant
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I wanted to submit the best way to play this song:
Intro: ||: F | Bb | C7 | F ||:
IF pity the poor iBbmmigrant
Who wC7ishes he would've stayed Fhome,
Who uses all his power to do Bbevil
But in the C7end is always left so Falone.
That Dmman whom with his fiAmngers cheats
And who lFies with ev'ry brFeath,
Who passionately haBbtes his life
And C7likewise, fears his Fdeath.
FI pity the poor iBbmmigrant
Whose C7strength is spent in Fvain,
Whose heaven is like IrBbonsides,
Whose C7tears are like rFain,
Who Dmeats but is not Amsatisfied,
Who Bbhears but does not sFee,
Who falls in love with Bbwealth itself
And C7turns his back onF me.
I pFity the poor iBbmmigrant
Who tC7ramples through the Fmud,
Who fills his mouth with lBbaughing
And who buiC7lds his town with Fblood,
Whose vDmisions in the fAminal end
Must sBbhatter like the glFass.
I pity the poor Bbimmigrant
When his C7gladness comes to pFass.
Outro ||: F | Bb | C7 | F ||:
| Dm | Am | Bb | F |
| F | Bb | C7 | F ||
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