Harvey Andrews

Harvey Andrews

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Capo 2

INTRO:  Em 
 
verse 1  

There's a crowd outside peering through his window  
                                            B7 
And he strains to hear the words the people say  

There's a crowd outside peering through his window  
                                       Em 
And he wishes that the crowd would go away  

verse 2
 
He was happy, he was working one fine morning  
                                     B7 
Then a friend waving a paper ran his way  

Now there's a crowd outside peering through his window  
                                       Em 
And he wishes that the crowd would go away  

verse 3 

       G                             D 
He was just a Joe, a John, a Phil, a Michael 
   Am                        G 
An ordinary man with feet of clay  
                                   D 
Now every move he makes the camera follows  
    Am                         B7 
And all he's ever done is on display  

verse 4 

     Em 
He'd never hurt a soul, he'd never argued  
                                      B7 
He'd never dreamed his life could go astray  

Now there's a crowd outside peering through his window  
                                       Em 
And he wishes that the crowd would go away  

Em   B7   Em 

VERSE 5 
 
G                                         D 
Friends he trusted once have turned their faces  
Am                            G 
Now he sits alone there every day  
                                      D 
Ex-lovers have been paid for their confessions  
    Am                           B7 
For photographs and lies and hearsay  
 
VERSE 6 
 
   Em 
He reads and reads and reads again the letters  
                                       B7 
From strangers saying god comes if you pray  

But there's a crowd outside peering through his window  
                                       Em 
And he wishes that the crowd would go away  

VERSE 7 
 

The phone rings in the hall he does not answer  
                                          B7 
They're beating on his door, he stands at bay  

There's a crowd outside, a stone comes through the window  
                                      Em 
Now he knows the crowd will never go away

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