Chords for Sparrows Point

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My name [C] is _
[G] William Taylor.
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_ _ I [C] was born _ [D] 24. _ _ _
_ _ [G] Too [Am] late to [C] know the [D] great falling, _
_ [Am] _ _ _ but [C] in time to [G] know the great [D] fall. _ _ _
[F] When my [C] father died [G] of money, _ [A] _ _
[F] my mother _ [C] lived in [G] spite. _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ We [C] laughed when nothing [D] was funny, _ [Am] _ _ _
_ and how we wept [C] when [G] nothing's left. _ _
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_ _ _ [A] _ So I [C] left her there, [D] _ boomtown, [Am] _ when [C] I reached [G] 15 years. _ _ _
_ _ [Am] I traveled _
[C] _ mostly [D] northeast, _
[Am] _ with [C] my head held mostly [D] down. _
They _ [F] said there was [C] more, [D] Baltimore, _ _
[Am] _ where [F] those [C] shipyards never [G] close. _ _ _
_ You [F] can sell [C] the man your [G] labor _ _
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and send [C] the money home.
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[A] _ _ [C] Broadway _ [D] found me [Am] penniless, _ _ _ and [C] the mission _ found me [D] last. _
_ _ [Am] They gave me, [C] quote, [D] _ _ _ three [Am] days rest. _ _
[C] And when I awoke and [G] left, _ _ _ a [F] _ shroud [C] of steam [G] _ surrounded [Am] me, [F] and I was [C] born again.
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[F] I found [C] myself at [G] _ Sparrow's [Am] Point, _ _ _ _ _ _ slingshot [C] _ [G] in my hand.
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[C] Standing there [G] around me, [Am] _ two [C] thousand _
[G] _ _ idle hands, _ _ [Am] their heads bowed [C] low, their [G] hopes not [Am] high, their [C] hearts _ _ weaved [G] of their homes. _
_ _ [F] And their [C] pockets _ [D] full of [Am] photographs, _ [F] and their eyes [C] full of [G] goodbyes. _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ I took [C] my place [G] among my kind, [A] _ _ _ _ and I [Am] held [C] my place in [G] life. _ _ _ _
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[Am] Now I'm [C] 21, _ _
[D] _ well [Am] employed, _ _ _ and [C] I send home _ most of my [G] pay, _ _
_ _ _ [A] which leaves [C] plenty left for [G] cigarettes. _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [C] To help _ [D] me pass the days _ _ [F] with beloved _ _ [C] friends, _
[G] surrounding me, [Am] the cold [F] streets [C] so far away.
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[F] _ Three [C] days west [G] of Norman, [Am] indeed, _ _ _ _ with a rifle [C] _ pinned [G] to my head. _
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