Homeless Brother Chords by Don Mclean

[F#] [G] I was walking by the graveyard [C]
late last Friday night
I [E] heard somebody yelling, [Am] it sounded like a fight
[F] It was just a [C] drunken hobo [Am] dancing circles [F] in the night
[C] Pouring whiskey [G] on the headstones [F] in the blue [C] moonlight
So _ [F]
often [G] have I [B] wondered where [C] these homeless [Am] brothers go
[D] Down in some hidden valley [G] where their sorrows cannot show
[F] Where the police [C] cannot find them, [Am] where the [Gm] wanted [F] man can go
[C] There's [G] freedom when you're walking, [F] even though you're [C] walking slow
_ [G] [F] Smash your bottle [G] on the [Bm] gravestone [C] and [G] live [Am] while you can
[D] That [G] homeless brother is [C] my friend _ _
[G] It's hard to be a pack [Bm] rat, [C] it's hard to be a boe
[E] But living's so much harder [Am] where the heartless people go
[F] Somewhere the [C] dogs are barking [Am] and the children seem [F] to know
[C] That Jesus [G] on the highway [F] was a [C] lost hobo
_ [F] And they hear [G] the holy [B] silence [C] of the temples [Am] in the hill
[D] And they see the ragged [G] tatters as another kind of frill
[F] And they envy him [C] the sunshine [Am] and they [D] pity him [F] the chill
[C] And they're [G] sad to do their living [F] for some other [C] kind of thrill
_ [Gm] [F] Smash your [F#] bottle [Gm] on the [C] gravestone and [G] live [Am] while you can
[D] That [G] homeless brother is [C] my friend _ _
[F#m] [G] Somewhere there was a woman, [B] [C] somewhere there was a child
[G] [E] Somewhere there was a cottage [Am] where the marigolds grew [G] wild
[F] But somewhere's just [C] like [Am] nowhere when you leave it for [F] a while
[C] You'll find the [G] brokenhearted when [F] you're traveling [C] jungle style
_ [G] [F] Down the bowels of [G] a broken land [C] where [Am] numbers live like men
[D] Where those who keep their senses [G] have them taken back again
[F] Where the nightstick [C] cracks with crazy [Am] rage, [Dm] where [F] madmen don't pretend
[C]
Where wealth [G] has no beginning [F] and [C] poverty no end
_ [Gm] [F] Smash your bottle [G] on the gravestone [C] and live while [Am] you can
[D] That [Gm] homeless brother [B] is my [C] friend
The [G] ghosts of [Bm] highway royalty [C] have vanished in the night
[E] The Whitman wanderer walking [Am] toward a glowing inner light
[G] [F] The children have [C] grown [Am] older and the cops have [F] gripped us tight
[C] There's no spot [G] round the melting [F] pot for free [C] men in their flight
_ [F] And you who [G] live on promises [C] and prosper [Am] as you [D] please
The victim of your riches [G] often dies of your disease
[F] He can't hear the [C] factory whistle, [Am] just the lonesome [F] freight train's wheeze
[C] He's [G] living on good [F] fortune, he ain't dying [C] on his knees
[G] Smash [F] your bottle on the [G] [C] gravestone and [G] live [Am] while you can
[D] That homeless brother [C] is my friend _
_ [D] That [G] homeless brother is my [Am] friend
[G] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _