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G
See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
CGG
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile,
CGEm
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
AD
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style
G
And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse,
CDGG
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found -
CG
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse,
CDG
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down -
CHORUS:
C
He's a poet, he's a picker -
G
He's a prophet, he's a pusher -
DG
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned -
CG
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
DG
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
A
He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
DAD
And he's traded in tomorrow for today -
DAFm
Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars,
B7E
And losin' all he's loved along the way -
EA
But if this world keeps right on turnin for the better or the worse
DEA
And all he gets is older and around -
DA
From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse,
D (or Bm) EAA
The goin' up was worth the comin' down -
CHORUS
D
He's a poet, he's a picker -
A
He's a prophet, he's a pusher -
EA
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned -
DA
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
EA
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
EA
There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonely way back home.