Tonart: E major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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and I sing for my keep
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For the people who pass
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by my way on the street
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I sung my way from London to France
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New York to Frankfurt
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and all the way back
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and all the way back
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with the songs in my sack
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and the drum on my back
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A -singin' your subways,
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your trolleys and tarams
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and I'm proud that I am
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Singin' man
There's a street bar in Paris,
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they call Le Marseille
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Change all your money on
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the House and André
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Give you a sandwich and pour you a beer
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Give you a seat and they'll
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lend you an ear
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Give you a seat and they'll
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lend you an ear
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Way up in Zurich, I met a sweet thing
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We flew day and night
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like a couple birds on the wing
At times we were poor,
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We could sing a few songs,
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we could feed two like one
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Sing a few songs,
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we could feed two like one
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They'll call me the busker
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with the songs in my sack
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and the drum on my back
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I'll sing in your subways,
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your trolleys and trams
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I am a street singer
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and I'm proud that I am
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I am a street singer, I'm just singing
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Singing, man
On a night train to Rome,
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we stopped in Milan
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When I woke up, all my money was gone
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With a voice and guitar,
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well, I put on a show
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By the time it got dark,
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you know my pockets were full
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By the time it got dark,
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well, my pockets were full
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Sweet Copenhagen, I fell under your spell
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Felt drunk in your harbor,
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what a tale I could tell
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On to Berlin, we played midnight to dawn
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Till the walls started shakin'
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and I seen it fall down
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Till the walls started shakin'
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I swear I seen it fall down
Well I'm back down to Frankfort
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on a few hours sleep
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Layin' in a station gettin'
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something to eat
The cops said to move my cops
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They do what they're told
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They do what they're told
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and I do what I please
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with the songs in my sack
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and the drum on my back
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your trolleys and trams
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I am a street singer
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and I'm proud that I am
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I am a street singer and I'm just singing
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, singing man
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Some say that workin' a
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job nine -to -five
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Gonna take them up to heaven
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like you took them through life
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I say that workin' the streets,
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than you'll ever see in your dreams
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than you'll ever see in your dreams
So gather round the table
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Take a hat to the streets
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and do the best that you can
The people who pass by,
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The one thing they don't have
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is the freedom you've got
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The one thing they don't have
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is the freedom you've got
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with the songs in my set
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With my guitar in hand
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and the drum on my deck
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I sing in your subways,
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your trolleys and trams
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I am a street singer
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and I'm proud that I am
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I'm a street singer, I'm just singing
Singing
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