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Runaway Children
By Joe Purdy (http://www.joepurdy.com)
From the album Joe Purdy
Tabbed by Kevin (liquoricewhip@hotmail.com)
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Capo IV, notes and chords relative to capo
D:
xx023x
C#/D:
x4x23x
B/D:
x2023x
A/D:
x0223x
Em7:
xx203x
G:
xxx033
D C#/D B/D A/D
which is picked as follows
D C# B/D
A/D
(D0 - G2 - B3 - A4 - D0 - G2 - B3 - G2 - D0 - A2 - G2 - B3 - A0 - D2 - G2 - B3 - G2)
D C#/D B/D A/D
C#/D B/D A/D
I was born an only child, on a warm Jersey night
My mother was a dressmaker, my father drove a truck
My family never was much good when it came to money luck, no
Me and my best friend took to stealing, when we were only 16
One year in the county jail, made a man out of Tommy and me, yeah
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Caught the train to New York, 'cause we thought we were so tough
Started fighting for quick cash, we decided we didn't need money that bad
Em7 A/D D B/D G
A/D D
We were the runaway children, always lost in the dark
Em7 A/D D B/D
D
Trying to forget where we came from, trying to make a new start
Oh but it was so hard
Earned my first honest dollar working at the mill outside of town,
Tommy went elsewhere, never did like the sound of a poor man crying
So Tommy got mixed up with people, the kind of people you just don't get mixed up with
They beat him so badly, he almost didn't live to regret what he did
Oh thank God that he did
We were the runaway children, still lost in the dark
Trying to forget where we came from, trying to make a new start
Oh but it was so hard
Tommy moved 8 years ago, out to Las Vegas
Now he sweeps the floors in the casinos, oh and he gambles when he's able,
When will he ever learn, when will he ever learn?
Me I went back home, oh and I made it just in time
To say sorry for what I'd done, right before my mother died
Now I drive a truck, just like I swore I never would
But I need the money worse than I need the luck
I know my old man did just the best that he could with what he had
It's funny the things we finally learn how to ...
We were just runaway children, lost in the dark
Trying to forget where we came from, oh but we never made, never made it that far
Never made it that far
Oh it's still so hard
