Ramblin' Jack Elliott - New stranger blues

I'm a str^Eanger here, just blowed in your t^E7own I'm a str^Aanger here, just blowed in your t^Eown Just bec^Bause I'm a stranger everybody wants to dog me ar^Eound

L^Eord, I wonder do my good gal know I'm h^E7ere? L^Aord, I wonder do my good gal know I'm h^Eere Well, i^Bf she do she sure don't seem to c^Eare

H^Eow can some people dog a poor stranger ^E7so H^Aow can some people dog a poor stranger ^Eso They sh^Bould remember they gonna reap what they s^Eow

I would st^Eay up North but nothing here that I can ^E7do I would st^Aay up North but nothing here that I can ^Edo Just h^Bang around the corner and sing the poor stranger bl^Eues

Mama, I'm g^Eoing back South if I wear ninety-nine pairs of sh^E7oes Mama, I'm g^Aoing back South if I wear ninety-nine pairs of sh^Eoes Then I kn^Bow I'll be welcome and I won't have the stranger's bl^Eues