Capo on III
(C) Frisco's a full hour from home
If you can (D7) afford to fly
But (G7) it might as well be the moon
When you're as (C) broke as I
Here I sit with my head in my hands
And watch the (D7) trains go by
Lord the (G7) helping hand mission man told me
The nights here get (C) cold
(F) When you are cold
There's nothing as welcome as (C) sunshine
(G) When you're dry
There's nothing as welcome as (C) rain
(F) When you're alone
There's nothing no slower than (C) passing time
(G) When you're afoot
There's nothing as fast as a (C) train
Well Frisco's a mighty rich town
Now that ain't no lie
Why they got some buildings
That reach a mile into the sky
Yet no one can even afford just the time
To tell me why
Here's a world filled with people
And so many people alone
And when you're alone,
You ain't got much reason for living
But while you're alive
Well you just have to live with your pain
Unless you've been wrong for so long
There's no one left forgiving
And you find yourself searching your past
For the links to the chain
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