Homeless

C                            G
She said she had no money But he was
 in doubt
Am
He told her, "I used to be in too"
    Em
But now he was out
F
"Spare some small change lady
G                   Am
And I'll be on my way"

C                             G
She looked into his eyes And deep in
 his soul
Am
I know she was wondering
   Em
If he was in control
    F                          
She muttered to herself, "Those 
 G
beggars,
                     Am
Where do they all come from?"

Am        C                    G
He said, "I'm not a homeless man
      F         Em
I'm a gypsy by trade
          Am
And I'm travelling this land
     G                  Am
I'm not a homeless man"

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C                                 
He moved through the streets  With
     G
 his headband low
       Am
Never thinking he would never see
      Em
That woman again, you know
F
Just sleeping in the doorways
     G                     Am
And alleys like he always had
C                     G
The years rolled by And later on
    Am                        Em
He spotted an old woman All tattered
 and worn



 F
Hard times had got her
 G                           Am
Her clothes were ragged and old
            C                  G
She said, "I'm not a homeless woman
       F          Em        
I'm a gypsy by trade  And I'm 
     Am
travelling this land
      G                   Am
I'm not a homeless woman"

C                         G
Sometime in the daytime Sometimes at
 night
           Am                
You will see a couple walking 
          Em
They'll come into sight
F                  G
Pushing their carts
            Am
And holding hands

C                            G
If you ask to help They'll just run 
away
Am                     Em
Like little children, out to play
F                          G
And if you ask, "Who are you"
                Am
They'll always say

C                      G
"I'm not a homeless man
       F             Em
I'm a gypsy by trade
          Am
And I'm travelling this land

     G
She's not a homeless woman

          Am
I'm not a homeless man"