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  Bb  Eb
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B|---1-----1-----1-----------3-----1----3----4----|
G|---------2-----2----------------------3----3----|
D|---2-----3-----2-----------------2----3----1----|
A|---3-----3-----------2-----2----------1---------|
E|---------------------3-----------3--------------|


Intro:(Play twice)

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B|--13--(13)--13--11------------------------------|
G|--------------------10--------------------------|
D|------------------------13--10---10--13--10-----|
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 C        F     C               F
Hometown lady  leavin' for the city

 C                  Am            G
Bags in hand she's boarding the train

 C                         F
Her last look through the window

C                       F
I saw her eyes were as red as mine

C                     Am                   G
I wave goodbye but I can't believe she's leaving

       F              G
But a woman can't be high class

      C      G/B      Am  C/G
In a lonely farmer's town

F                 G
And the son of a poor man

             C         G/B   Am   C/G
Ain't gonna turn your head around

 F                   G
But if you ever get lonely

      C          G/B  Am  C/G
Just pick up the telephone

F                 G
And the son of a poor man

                Bb  C  F F F  Eb 
Eb  C  F  Bb
Will bring you home

      C               F               C           F
Well maybe soon I'll see her on some television show

 C                Am                      G
Painted lips and fingers singing for the world

C                    F    C                 F
A fashion plate for sure dancing for your plastic world

 C                 Am                      G
Call me up if you can but if not well I'll understand

         F              G
Cause a woman can't be high class

      C      G/B      Am  C/G
In a lonely farmer's town

 F                G
And the son of a poor man

             C         G/B   Am   C/G
Ain't gonna turn your head around

 F                   G
But if you ever get lonely

          C          G/B  Am   C/G
You just pick up the telephone

F                 G                          Bb  (C)
And the son of a poor man's gonna bring you home