Pity Street

Pity Street - Michael Marra
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[Intro]
A   D   A   D  x4

[Verse]
A        D        A      D  A 
Cats and dogs are roving,   
         D        A    D
I've gotta watch my feet
A       D       A       D      
Life be-comes a steeple-chase, 
         A         D    A      D
when you walk down Pity Street
        G            F
Down on Pity Street, Pity Street
        A                          
ahh you look so good but you don't 
D                       A  D    
smell so sweet, down on    Pity 
A      D  A  D    A      D
Street       Pity Street

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         A        D      A       
When the west end bar is closing,
D  A    D      A     D
   on a Friday night
             A        D           
You'd better use your feet to get 
A           D             A     
out of that street or you might 
          D    A    D
end up in-to a fight
         G             F
Head for Corso Street, very good 
lane
           A                   D  
you better get out quick and 
                    A  D    A 
a-void the pain, down on    Pity 
     D  A  D    A      D
Street       Pity Street

[Instrumental]
A   D   A   D  x4

[Verse]
A           D         A       D 
I've got to make me a journey,  
 A             D             A    D
 down where my mamma used to stay
           A              D       
And if the bricks in that street, 
       A          D           A  
take a hold on my feet then I 
             D         A    D
guess I will be down your way
        G            F
Down on Pity Street, Pity Street
    A                      D      
ahh pick up a broom and be-gin to 
               A  D    A      D  
sweep, down on    Pity Street    
A  D    A      D
   Pity Street

A        D        A      D  A 
Cats and dogs are roving,   
         D        A    D
I've gotta watch my feet
A       D       A       D      
Life be-comes a steeple-chase, 
         A         D    A      D
when you walk down Pity Street
        G            F            
Down on Pity Street, Pity Street 
       A                          
ahh you look so good but you don't 
D
smell so sweet
    G            F          
Ahh Pity Street, Pity Street, 
  A                           
without you the world would be 
   D
incomplete

[Otro]
        A  D    A      D  A  D 
Down on    Pity Street       
   A      D
Pity Street     (Repeat pattern to 
fade)