Bm          Em
Just across from the hospital
 Bm            Em
Still in sight of the red lights
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A couple blocks from the orthodox church
 Bm                  Em
That's where the old poet lived
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In his eyeglasses and his necktie
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At the window looking down
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On the young men passing by
Bm              Em
On the fullness of the town

 E            D          A
Full of them good time gamblers
 E              D         A
Full of their restless wives
 E           D         A
Full of them midnight writers
E          D            A
Out in the quarter on a Friday night
E           D              A
Out in the brightness of a Friday night


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And the big horns blowed and the pianos played
Bm             Em
And the music rose to the old man's ears
Bm          Em
I guess those were the olden days
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I guess those were the golden years

     E
And now the town is empty
 D
Empty as a mirror
 A                           D
Empty as the harbor and the barber's chair
E             D
Where did the old poet go?
A
I asked around
E          A D   E D A
Nobody knows

Bm      Em
Maybe I came too early
Bm       Em
Maybe I came too late
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I'm waiting in the shadows of the scaffolds
Bm                                Em
Of the old cafés where you told me to wait
Bm                 Em
And I've got this lingering feeling
Bm                Em
It's like I've slipped between
Bm             Em
Finger of the century
Bm                    Em
I know you know what I mean

 E         D          A
I'll be a good time gambler
E            D      A
I'll be a restless wife
E            D        A
I'll be a midnight writer
E             D           A
Out in the quarter on a Friday night
 E       D          A
Call me good time gambler
 E         D        A
Call me a restless wife
 E          D       A
Call me a midnight writer
E           D            A
Out in the quarter on a Friday night
E           D               A
Out in the brightness of a Friday night
E             D               A
Call me the brightness of a Friday
E
 night