Michael Marra

Pity Street

Michael Marra


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Pity Street - Michael Marra
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[Intro]
A   D   A   D  x4

[Verse]
A        D        A      D  A          D        A    D
Cats and dogs are roving,   I've gotta watch my feet
A       D       A       D               A         D    A      D
Life be-comes a steeple-chase, when you walk down Pity Street
        G            F
Down on Pity Street, Pity Street
        A                          D                       A  D    A      D  A  D    A      D
ahh you look so good but you don't smell so sweet, down on    Pity Street       Pity Street

         A        D      A       D  A    D      A     D
When the west end bar is closing,   on a Friday night
             A        D           A           D             A               D    A    D
You'd better use your feet to get out of that street or you might end up in-to a fight
         G             F
Head for Corso Street, very good lane
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you better get out quick and a-void the pain, down on    Pity Street       Pity Street

[Instrumental]
A   D   A   D  x4

[Verse]
A           D         A       D  A             D             A    D
I've got to make me a journey,   down where my mamma used to stay
           A              D              A          D           A               D         A    D
And if the bricks in that street, take a hold on my feet then I guess I will be down your way
        G            F
Down on Pity Street, Pity Street
    A                      D                     A  D    A      D  A  D    A      D
ahh pick up a broom and be-gin to sweep, down on    Pity Street       Pity Street

A        D        A      D  A          D        A    D
Cats and dogs are roving,   I've gotta watch my feet
A       D       A       D               A         D    A      D
Life be-comes a steeple-chase, when you walk down Pity Street
        G            F                   A                          D
Down on Pity Street, Pity Street ahh you look so good but you don't smell so sweet
    G            F            A                              D
Ahh Pity Street, Pity Street, without you the world would be incomplete

[Outro]
        A  D    A      D  A  D    A      D
Down on    Pity Street       Pity Street     (Repeat pattern to fade)