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Dirty Pennies  Erik Petersen

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In a sm[G]all town [D/F#]where all k[Em]new all
Wan[C]dered a pea[G]sant lady nobody k[D]new
But her o[G]nly fr[D/F#]iend was a y[Em]oung boy
Brought her hot t[C]ea and lef[G]tover st[D]ew
In those bur[G]ning w[D/F#]intry Dec[Em]embers
Heâ??d pick dirty p[C]ennies up[G] off the cold s[D]treet
And while his mo[G]ther was [D/F#]out Christmas sho[Em]pping,
Heâ??d say, [Am]â??Come on i[D]n, warm yo[G]ur feet
G D Dsus (2x) C9 D Dsus (2x)
As l[G]ong as you s[D/F#]hare with me sto[Em]ries.â??
So she sp[C]oke, â??Iâ??m a[G] product [D]of war.
My mo[G]ther never [D/F#]knew who she cou[Em]ld be
As my fa[C]ther lay dr[G]unk on the flo[D]or.â??
And she s[G]poke of the [D/F#]cart that she wh[Em]eeled
Had keys with no lo[C]cks and gui[G]tars with no str[D]ings
And a pu[G]zzle that could n[D/F#]ever be fin[Em]ished
This is my h[Am]ome, th[D]ese broken thi[G]ngs
Ah, but the b[G]oy went[D/F#] on to be ta[Em]ught in the sch[C]ools
To n[G]ot talk to str[D/F#]angers, and [G/B]donâ??t feed the[C9] fools
Grew ol[G]der and fu[D/F#]rther and of [G/B]her, fo[C9]rgot
As she was fo[G]rced to m[D]ove from [Bm]lot to lot to [C9]lot
[G]G [D/F#]D/F# [Em]G/B [C]C9 (2x)
She said, â??I [G]guess it wa[D/F#]s much in his [Em]nature
To bec[C]ome an enfo[G]rcer of l[D]aw.
My old fri[G]endâ??s got [D/F#]a gun to [Em]protect me
From the r[C]ock-tossing dru[G]nks from the b[D]ars
Always se[G]emed like the [D/F#]sort to help ot[Em]hers
So Iâ??ll [C]find him while[G] heâ??s on th[D]e beat
And say, rem[G]ember me, [D/F#]Iâ??m the old[Em] lady
Youâ??d give me [Am]pennies youâ??[D]d find on th[G]e street.â??
When she fo[G]und him, she [D/F#]saw not the y[Em]oung boy
Who d[C]ug for the ro[G]ots of her j[D]unk
She came f[G]ace to [D/F#]face with a s[Em]tern, vacant so[Em]ldier
Gri[C]nninâ?? and s[G]pinninâ?? [D]a club
He said, â?[G]?Donâ??t [D/F#]you know that y[Em]ou canâ??t be here?
Youâ??ll hurt b[C]usiness, and [G]scare away the [D]kids.
Go wa[G]nder ar[D/F#]ound in s[Em]ome other town
Get o[Am]ut or Iâ??m [D]taking you[G] in.â??
â??But o[G]fficer, I[D/F#] fondly r[Em]emember[C] you,
Young b[G]oy who would [D/F#]give me the lef[G/B]tover s[C9]tew
And wo[G]uld take me i[D/F#]nside to the [G/B]warm fire c[C9]oals.
Those hun[G]dreds of pen[D]nies bought[G/B] me all th[C9]ese clothes.
[G]G [D/F#]D/F# [Em]G/B [C]C9 (2x)
Itâ??s [G]against th[D/F#]e law to [Em]peddle
Itâ??s a[C]gainst the[G] law to[D] eat
Itâ??s a[G]gainst th[D/F#]e law to have [Em]nothing more
Than the sh[C]oes, full of ho[G]les, on your fe[D]et
And now they p[G]ut bars a[D/F#]cross the park be[Em]nches
So I gu[C]ess itâ??s [G]illegal to [D]sleep.
They bu[G]ried som[D/F#]ething in[Em]side of you, officer
Into your c[Am]old hear[D]t, dig de[G]ep
A[G]nd youâ?[D/F#]?ll s[Em]ee that itâ[C]??s me
A[G]nd here Iâ[D/F#]??ll [G/B]be, nothing new t[C9]o me.
Iâ??ll be he[G]artbroken an[D/F#]d cold, [G/B]frozen and [C9]alone.
My co[G]ffin was a dump[D]ster and they d[G/B]idnâ??t even[C9] know.â??
But while o[G]ut on the [D/F#]beat, he looked d[Em]own to his fe[C]et,
And he s[G]aw a dirty p[D/F#]enny h[G/B]eads up at his f[C9]eet
And it m[G]ade him think[D/F#] of an old t[Em]all tale
Of a w[Am]oman who pu[D]shed â?�[G]round a cart
And the b[G]oy who [D/F#]fed her and he[Em]lped her
Knew he sh[C]ould have de[G]ep in his he[D]art
Oh, wh[G]ere did he [D/F#]hear that old t[Em]all tale?
But h[C]ey, what a st[G]ory to spr[D]ead
So he told it to his own growing boy
Once in a while before bed
Outro:
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