G / G
G C G
The clubs are all closed and the ladies are leaving,
G A D
There’s nobody nobody knows on the street;
G C G
A few stranded souls standing cold at the station,
C G D G / C7
An nowhere to go but to bed and to sleep.
F C
Lord, would you look at you, now that you’re here, ain’t you
G C C7
Proud of your peers and the long way you’ve come?
F C
All alone, all the way on your own, who’s to say
G G7
That you’ve thrown it away for a song?
G7 C / A
Boy, you’ve sure come a long way from home.
A D A
So it’s so long to so many so far behind you,
A B E
Fair-weather friends that you no longer know;
A D A
You’ve still got the same lonely songs to remind you
D A E A / D7
Of someone you seemed to be so long ago.
G D
Lord, would you look at you, now that you’re here, ain’t you
A D D7
Proud of your peers and the long way you’ve come?
G D
All alone, all the way on your own, who’s to say
A A7
That you’ve thrown it away for a song?
A7 D
Boy, you’ve sure come a long way from home.
D / D