Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Am - G - Am x 2

Am Come gather round me children, a G story I will Am tell

Am I've been around since Jesus met the G woman at the Am well

C I've walked these roads ten Am thousand years, C I'm a ragtime Am millionaire

Am I'm the rake and the ramblin saint. I am G the man from God knows Am where

Am Oh, they hung me in Downpatrick, up G near St.Patrick's Am tomb

Am But my ghost rose up in the peat fire smoke G toward the rising of the Am moon

C Now as I drift through your Am villages, all the C maidens stop and Am stare

Am "There goes old Tom, the vagabond, he's the G man from God knows Am where"

C So it's rise up all you Am ancestors, C and dance upon your G graves

C I've come to hear your Am voices, now, C so maybe I'll be Am saved

Am Cursed are we who forget the past, but G pray and don't Am despair

Am My song might haunt your dreams tonight, I'm the G man from God knows Am where

Am I've slept beneath your bridges, near your G oil Am refineries

Am I've gambled on your river boats, G Shenandoah; Am Kanakee

C I'm the homeless lad, I'm an Am orphan child, C leaves of grass sewn through my Am hair

Am Yeah, me and old Walt Whitman, we're the G men from God knows Am where

Am I've rode the rods on steam trains with a G banjo on my Am knee

Am While the voice of Stephen Foster, G whisperd songs to Am me

C Of the storefront church and the Am chain gang choir; C Black sorrow filled the Am air

Am Then Stephen died on a doss house floor, like a G man from God knows Am where

Am I've heard the sound of Indian drums I've G heard the bugles Am blow

Am Before they re'wrote history, G into a Wild West Am Show

C My kin sailed toward Am America, C to steal their Indian Am ground

Am They passed Bill Cody's G circus ships, European Am bound

Am So lock up all your daughters, your G whiskey and your Am gold

Am I have come to claim my bounty, for G the lies that I've been Am told

And C as I look out on this Am crowd tonight, I C see most of you don't Am care

Am Come lift your glass, reveal your past, to the G man from God knows Am where

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