A                      Bm7                         D            E7                 A .... 
1.	I'm not one to look behind, I know that times,  must change, 
      		      Bm7                    D            E7                 A.... 
But over there in Barry Town they do things very strange. 
F#m                                    C#m           D               C#m                 E 
And though you're not my enemy, I like things like they used to be; 
	A                                       Bm7                  D      C#m        Bm7		  
And though you'd like some company, I'm standing by myself, 
	      D                C#m     Bm7 
Go and play with someone else. 
 
 
Chorus 
             F#m       E           D       C#m              Bm7              A 
I can see by what you carry that you came from Barry Town. 
 
 
A                     Bm7                        D           E7     A 
2.	Don't believe I'm taken in by stories I have heard; 
I just read the Daily News and swear by every word. 
 
F#m                                     C#m      D          C#m                       E 
And don't think that I'm out of line for speaking for what is mine; 
        A                          Bm7                      D   C#m        Bm7 
I like to see you just fine, but looking at what you wear 
                D                 C#m   Bm7 
And the way you cut you hair. 
 
Chorus 
 
Interlude 
F                    Am7                    Bmaj9                F                        Am7     
In the beginning we recall the word was hurled; Barry Town people got to be from  
Bmaj9 
another world. 
 
      A                     Bm7                        D           E7     A 
          3.    Leave me or I'll be just like the others that you meet;  
They won't act as kindly if they see you on the street. 
 
F#m                                     C#m      D          C#m                         E 
            And don't you scream or make a shout; it's nothing you can do about;  
           A                          Bm7                      D   C#m        Bm7 
            It was there where you came out, it's a special lack of grace, 
           D                 C#m   Bm7 
            I can see it on your face.			Chorus & repeat 3 x