Air Mail Brazzaville
Capo on the 4th fret
[Am]Fallen down
[F] He?s too weary
[G] Can?t get up
His [Em]eyes are blurry
Chinatown
He just fades away
He?s drunk up 1/2 his weight in sherry
Swallowed the apothecary
Whispering a farewell lullaby
I?ve [Am]seen enough in [F]my old [G]life[Em]
Just send an airmail to my wife
Tell her her hobo?s gone and died
And that my world is looking wide
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He came to town
37 years ago
His hair was long
His eyes were blue
He lived down by the sea
Head full of poetry
Rock & roll and galleries
Nickel bags and happenings
The fall of ?63
I?ve seen enough in my old life?
The years rolled by
3rd & Broadway caught his eye
Black tar, speed and china white
Took it all away
Left him in ragged clothes
Cardboard boxes for a home
An old man when he should be young
Trashing through the day
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