D o w n   C i t y   S t r e e t s


A                         G     D                     A
Down city streets I would roam, I had no bed I had no home.
                         D      G       D            A
There was nothing that I owned, used my fingers as a comb.
A                         D
Crawled out of the bushes early morn.
G        D         A                                      D
Used newspapers to keep me warm, then I'd have to score a drink.
G       D            A
Calm my nerves, help me to think.


A                         G     D                     A
Down city streets I would roam, I had no bed I had no home.
                         D      G       D            A
There was nothing that I owned, used my fingers as a comb.
                         D      G            D        A
In those days when I was young, drinking and fighting was no fun.
                        D   G     D                 A
It was daily living for me, I had no choice. It was meant to be.


A                         G     D                     A
Down city streets I would roam, I had no bed I had no home.
                             G      D                    A
And there was nothing that I owned, used my fingers as a comb.


INSRUMENTAL 
 
A                          D     G    D               A
Now I'm a wo/man, I'm not alone. I am married, I have children of my own.
                               D    G            D              A
Now I have something I call my own, these are my children, this is my home.
                       D      G               D         A
I look around and understand, how street kids feel when they're put down.


A                         G     D                     A
Down city streets I would roam, I had no bed I had no home.
                             D      G       D            A
And there was nothing that I owned, used my fingers as a comb.
                             G      D                    A    G
And there was nothing that I owned, used my fingers as a comb.
G         A        G         A        G         A
Down city streets. Down city streets. Down city streets.


I believe Ruby Hunter wrote this song. RIP, Beautiful Lady.
Comments, corrections and/or rating appreciated. Enjoy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iMH-DY0z2ek