Chris de Burgh - Just another poor boy

^GHe was but a travelle^Emr on the lonely road^C of life, ^{D G G}She, her name was Mary, a lady^Em of the n^Amight, ^{D C}She found him lying in that r^Doad, on a winter^B's night so cold, ^{Em Am}Just another poor b^Doy, treat him right, ^G

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She saw ^Gthat he was hungry and g^Emave him food to^C eat, ^{D G} She knew ^Gthat he was weary and he ha^Emd no place to sl^Ameep, ^{D C}She took him home to her own bed, ^Dshe lay down his w^Bounded head ^Em and wash^Amed away the world from hi^Ds hands and his feet, ^G

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^B He was just a^Emnother poor boy,____ just ano^Dth

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er^C poor boy, When he cried ou^Gt in his sle^Dep she he^Emld him tight,^{D C Em}Just another poor boy,____ just^D a

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no^Cther poor boy, And she gave hi^Gm love and co^Dmfort through^Em the night, ^C Till the mornings light...^Em.

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^G At night she sat beside him, by the fire he would talk, He said all men were brothers and that love could conquer all, Many gathered round to hear, many for his life did fear, In trouble times like these men seldom talked. Oh they came to him one morning at the breaking of the day, She woke to hear him calling as they carried him away, ^CAccusing him of spreading lies and hate,^{D B}His public meetings were a danger to the s^Emtate, some soldi^Cer said "Who was he any^Dway?" ^{E F#m}Just another poor ^Eboy, just an^Dother poor boy, And the tears ^Awere falling fro^Em her fa^F#mce like rai^En, ^{D F#m}Just another poor boy,____ jus^Et

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an^Dother poor boy, And they hung hi^Am on the hill^Eside far ^F#maway, ^D And on the ground she lay.... poor^F#m boy.... Oh my Lord.^F#m.... Oh my lord....oh my Lord... ^F#mJust another poor boy,____ jus^Et

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an^Dother poor boy, And the tears ^Awere falling fro^Em her fa^F#mce like rai^En, ^{D F#m}Just another poor boy,____ just^E a

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no^Dther boy, And they hung hi^Am on the hill^Eside far ^F#maway, just another^D poor boy ^F#mJust another poor boy,___ just^E a

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no^Dther poor boy, And she never d^Areamed she'^Ed see his face aga^F#min! ^{E D}