G F G F G F G F All that I possess is my existence, vagrant more or lessG F G F G F G F Children on the pave, mither bad, but help me through my dayF G F G F G F G F This borrowed cigarette, for which my heart will leap and it will laughG F G F G F G A debt to you my friend, I owe but I'm afraid I cant repay [Chorus]F G F G Because I´m Joe, the street lamp is my homeG F G From place to place I like to roamF G The cold wind blows right through my bonesF G F G F The cold wind blows right through my bones [Instrumental organ section]B F#m A D (x2) G F (x4) [Verse]G F G F G F G F My barrow I gave away, 'cause the muscle which pulled grew weaker every dayG F G F G F G F This soldier crossed the sea, but now the maker wages war on meG F G F G F G F This heart is still so proud, of all the things the soldier once achievedG F G F G F G F But when you're vagrant, man, no-one wants to know about such things [Chorus]F G F G Because I´m Joe, the street lamp is my homeG F G From place to place I like to roamF G The cold wind blows right through my bonesF G F G F The cold wind blows right through my bones [Instrumental organ section] B F#m A D (x2)G F [Chorus]F G F G Because I´m Joe, the street lamp is my homeG F G From place to place I like to roamF G The cold wind blows right through my bonesF G The cold wind blows right through my bones [outro] B F#m A D (x2) G F (x4)G
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Composición: Clinton Boon, Graham Lambert, Bungle, Thomas William Hingley y Noddy (Gb 1)
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