A D
A D
Sooner or later when the dawn was breaking
The joint was jumping and the walls were shaking
Joey sneaked in the backdoor way
Pretending he was with the band, he never used to pay
E
He was no great draw at pulling the chicks
D
He used to lie against the wall like he was holding up the bricks
E
And all the things that guy used to do to get his kicks
D
He was a legand in his lifetime with the neighborhood kids
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They said "joey did this" and "joey did that"
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Oh that guy was crazy, what a crazy cat
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Then something strange would happen, there's trouble on the way
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And trouble only means one thing... Joey's on the street
A D A D
again he's on the street
A D
Joey grew older, older without a cause
Got married, had some kids and had his brushes with the law
Settled down and got a job, then said "I'm leaving" one day
"I've gotta hang loose a while, take care while I'm away."
E
People said they'd seen him, they were nearly always wrong
D
no one knew how much he had, where he'd gone or for how long
E
'Til one day there came a rumor, floating from the docks
D
Saying a crazy stranger had been found lying among the rocks
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They said "joey did this" and "joey did that"
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Oh that guy was crazy, what a crazy cat
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And no one quite believed it, all rumors are the same
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https://www.coveralia.com/acordes/joey-s-on-the-street-again-the-boomtown-rats.php
And now if something happens they say... Joey's on the street
A D A D
again he's on the street
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A D x8
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A A A A A E
A D x6
A D
When joey moved away
A D
A lot of the kids said "I can't stay around here"
A D
A D
They said "I'm moving out,
going away" D
A
They said "I'm leaving, D
getting out"
A D
They said "I'm leaving,
going away, going away, going away"
A D
A D
They said "I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, I'm leaving"
A D
Gonna go somewhere where it doesn't stink
Away from the alleys, somewhere I can think
Wash the dirt from my hands, watch it wash down the sink
It's a strain on the brain living close to the brink
Look at the brickwall gravestone where some kid was sprayed
Saying nobody could be bothered here to rule o.k
Don't believe it, don't believe it what they say on tv
A D
There's no romance, no romance
no romance there's no romance
no romance, no romance
no romance For joey in this city
A D x24 to fade
