Loudon Wainwright III - Homeless

^EWhen you were alive, I was never a^Alone ^B7Somewhere in the world, there was so^Amething called h^Eome ^EAnd as long as you lived, I would be all r^Aight There were r^B7easons to win, and i^Ancentives to fi^Eght ^ENow I'm s^Amoking a^B7gain. I thought a^All that was t^Ehrough And I d^F#mon't wanna live. B^Aut what else can I d^Bo And I f^Eeel like I've faked all that I ever d^Aid And I've g^B7rown a gray beard, but I c^Ary like a k^Eid ^EI was seven when I sang you r^Aosin the bow ^B7There in Aunt Mary's kitchen and I^A don't guess I ^Eknow ^EThat’s why I've done this for all of this t^Aime But now p^B7laying and singing, seems a g^Aame or a c^Erime ^APeople have c^B7alled to find ^Aout if I'm fi^Ene I a^F#mssure them I am. B^Aut I'm not - it's a l^Bie ^EThey say in the end, your good friends pull you ^Athrough ^B7But everyone knows, my b^Aest friend was y^Eou. ^EHey, I've gotten some help. I guess I was af^Araid You suppose so^B7mething will happen when s^Aomeone is pa^Eid ^EBut I am getting better once again I'll be s^Atrong ^B7After all, listen, I'm s^Ainging this s^Eong When y^Aou were ^B7alive I was n^Aever al^Eone ^F#mSomewhere in the world th^Aere was something called ho^Bme Now I fe^Eel like I'm homeless, but I will be all ri^Aght ^B7I'll get through the days. I'll f^Aace-down the ni^Eght.