Poor Old Man

D
He is in his room, men will be there
 soon
G                                 
They come to smash the heaven he 
   D
has known
D
Now he's sure to know soon that he 
must go
G                             
This backstreet dream he has to 
          D
leave behind
F           Bb    B          E
Oh, what a shame, oh what a shame

[Chorus]
       A        E
He's a poor old man
A        E
Poor old man
A        E
Poor old man
       D      A  N.C.
Can we help you?

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D
Things are at their worst, what 
should he do first?
G                               D
He must wonder, no one wants to know
D
He must spread his wings, pack away 
his things
  G                               
A sack is all he needs for all he 
D
owns
F                     Bb   B    
Tears they blind his eyes, tears
            E
 blind his eyes

[Chorus]
       A        E
He's a poor old man
A        E
Poor old man
A        E
Poor old man
       D           A F
Can we help you at all?
Bb       F
Poor old man
Bb       F
Poor old man
Bb       F
Poor old man
       Eb          Bb Gb
Can we help you at all?
B        Gb
Poor old man
B        Gb
Poor old man
B        Gb
Poor old man
       E           B G
Can we help you at all?
C        G
Poor old man
C        G
Poor old man
C        G
Poor old man