Steve Forbert - On the streets of this town

I^F'll lock myself away An^Fd not face one more day On the streets of this t^Gmown ^GmAnd all I've got to lose Is a feelin' called the bl^Cues And a little old fr^Fown

^FI signed your dotted line ^FAnd did my best at tryin' Givin' all I could gi^Gmve ^GmAnd all I've gotten back Is this feelin' that I la^Cck What I'm needing to liv^Fe

A^Gmnd you say you don't see it Whe^Fn a grown man starts to cry Yo^Gmu turn your face ^Bbaway and you walk on ^Cby

I^F found myself a girl ^FWho brightened up my world From December to M^Gmay ^GmAnd then ran off with Jim But I'll defer to h^Cim And his purple ber^Fet 'C^Fause he knows how to wheel and deal And not to feel when he's knockin' you d^Gmown ^GmAnd I know he'll succeed 'Cause thatâs just what you nee^Cd On the streets of this t^Fown

A^Gmnd you say you don't see it Wh^Fen a grown man starts to cry Yo^Gmu turn your face a^Bbway and you walk on ^Cby

I^F'll lock myself away ^FAnd not face one more day On the streets of this to^Gmwn ^GmAnd all I've got to lose Is a feelin' called the bl^Cues That's been going aro^Fund ^FI fit your crazy norm and wore your uniform Where you told me to ^Gmgo ^GmAnd got back in return This here feelin' that I've learn^Ced What the Indians kn^Fow

A^Gmnd you say you don't see it Wh^Fen a grown man starts to cry Y^Gmou turn your face a^Bbway and you walk on ^Cby