Chris De Burgh - Just Another Poor Boy Chords

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He was but a traveller on the lonely road of life,
G Em Am D
she, her name was Mary, a lady of the night.
C D B7 Em
She found him lying in that road, on a winter's night so cold,
Am D G C D G C D
just another poor boy, treat him ri.......ght.

G Em C D G
She saw that he was hungry and gave him food to eat,
G Em Am D
she knew that he was weary and he had no place to sleep.
C D B7 Em
She took him home to her own bed, she lay down his wounded head,
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and washed away the world from his hands and his fee......t.

Em D C
He was just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
G D Em D C D
when he cried out in his sleep she held him tight.
Em D C
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
G D Em D C
and she gave him love and comfort through the night,
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till the morning?s light.

G Em C D G
At night she sat beside him, by the fire he would talk,
G Em Am D
he said all men were brothers and that love could conquer all,
C D B7 Em
Many gathered round to hear, many for his life did fear,
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in troubled times like these men seldom talk....ed.

G Em Am D
Oh, they came to him one morning at the breaking of the day,
G Em Am D
she woke to hear him calling as they carried him away.
C D
Accusing him of spreading lies and hate,
B7 Em
his public meetings were a danger to the state,
C D E
some soldier said "Who was he anyway?"

F#m E D
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
A E F#m E D E
and the tears were falling from her face like rain.
F#m E D
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
A E F#m E D
and they hung him on the hillside far away.

F#m 
And on the ground she lay,
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do do do do do, poor boy, do do do do do.

F#m E F#m E F#m E F#m E F#m
Oh, my Lord! 
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Oh, my Lo.......rd! Oh, my Lord! O..h !

F#m E D
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
A E F#m E D E
and the tears were falling from her face like rain.
F#m E D
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
A E F#m E D E
and they hung him on the hillside far away.

F#m E D
Just another poor boy, just another poor boy,
A E F#m E D
and she never dreamed she'd see his face again !