Traveling Poor Boy

E
Old man in the moon, shining in my 
rearview
A              B           E
Leaving that Tennessee town
      A
You're all I have to talk to, don't 
know
E
where my dog ran off to
         F#7                     
But he's gone, and has been for a 
    B7
while now

[2nd Verse]
E
Where I'm bound, well I haven't 
figured it out
A                      B     
I'm sure I'll find my usual old 
          E
wrong way
    A                           
The cost to leave ain't cheap, I 
      E
don't need no
eat or sleep
      F#7                       B
Even if I did, I lost my job, so I 
don't got much

pay (but it's okay)

[CHORUS]
        A                  B      
Cause anymore would burn a hole in
    E
 my pocket
              A            B      
Lord I can't afford to be a poor 
   E
boy broke
                     A       
Besides this pair of jeans is 
  B         E
already threaded, tearin' at the 
seams
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    F#7                    B
The last that I need is a pant leg 
full of smoke
      A             B        
Gonna ride until my ride quits 
  E
riding
               A             B    
Then I'm gonna walk until my boots
       E
 walk off
                  A            B
Yessir, I'll be a sight when I get 
where
E
they're looking mean and lying
     F#7
But tonight, I'm feeling free and 
friendly,
B                          E
Barely scraping change, waving 
goodbye

[3rd Verse]
             E
Say, old man moon, I hear that you 
get blue too
    A                B          
It must be lonesome way up in the 
   E
sky
     A                          
The stars seem mighty proud if I 
     E
were you I'd hate a cloud
        F#7                        
All they ever do is hang around and
  B
 cry
                  E
Guess it ain't a shame to be rolling
 like a slow train
     A           B       E        
Or glowing like only you do,(I'll 
 (E)
tell you what)
      A                         
I'll keep right on track, if you 
      E
keep shining
       E
bright like that
   F#7                       
I bet before we know it, this 
  B7
journey will be through (and the 
hard times too)

[CHORUS]
        A                  B      
Cause anymore would burn a hole in
    E
 my pocket
              A            B      
Lord I can't afford to be a poor 
   E
boy broke
                     A       
Besides this pair of jeans is 
  B                E
already threaded, tearin' at the 
seams
    F#7                    B
The last that I need is a pant leg 
full of smoke
      A             B        
Gonna ride until my ride quits 
  E
riding
               A             B    
Then I'm gonna walk until my boots
       E
 walk off
                  A              B
Yes sir I'll be a sight when I get 
to where
E
their looking mean and lying
     F#7                        
But tonight I'm feeling free and 
          B7
friendly, barely
B7                          E
scraping change, waving goodbye!

          E             E
Wavin’ goodbye!  Wavin’ goodbye…