Intro: ||: F | Bb | C7 | F ||:F Bb I pity the poor immigrantC7 F Who wishes he would've stayed home,Bb Who uses all his power to do evilC7 F But in the end is always left so alone.Dm Am That man whom with his fingers cheatsF F And who lies with ev'ry breath,Bb Who passionately hates his lifeC7 F And likewise, fears his death.Continúa después del anuncioF Bb I pity the poor immigrantC7 F Whose strength is spent in vain,Bb Whose heaven is like Ironsides,C7 F Whose tears are like rain,Dm Am Who eats but is not satisfied,Bb F Who hears but does not see,Bb Who falls in love with wealth itselfC7 F And turns his back on me.F Bb I pity the poor immigrantC7 F Who tramples through the mud,Bb Who fills his mouth with laughingC7 F And who builds his town with blood,Dm Am Whose visions in the final endBb F Must shatter like the glass.Bb I pity the poor immigrantC7 F When his gladness comes to pass. Outro ||: F | Bb | C7 | F ||:| Dm | Am | Bb | F || F | Bb | C7 | F ||
I Pity the Poor Immigrant
Bob Dylan
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