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 G  Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
 
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm  C crazy for love but I'm not coming on    G 
I'm just  D paying my rent everyda C  y
In the Tower of Son G  g
 
 
 
I said to Hank Williams : How lonely does it get ?
 
Hank Williams hasn't answered yet.
But I he C ar him coughing all night long  G 
A hundr D ed floors above me    C 
In the Tower of Son G  g
 
 
 
I was born like this, I had no choice.
 
I was born with the gift of a golden voice.
And twen C ty-seven angels from the Great beyond  G 
They tie D d me to this table right here  C 
In the Tower of Song G 
 
 
 
So you can stick your little pins in that voodoo doll
 
I'm very sorry, baby, doesn't look like me at all
I'm stand C ing by the window where the light is stron G  g
They don't le D t a woman kill you, n C  ot
In the Tower of Son G  g
 
 
 
Now you can say that I've grown bitter, but of this you may be sure :
 
The rich have got their channels in the bedrooms of the poor
And there's a mi C  ghty judgment coming
But I may be wrong G 
You see, you he D ar these funny voices  C 
In the Tower of Song G 
 
 
 Em I see you standing on the other s D  ide
 Em I don't know how the river g D  ot so wide
I lov C ed you, baby, way back when   G 
 Em And all the bridges are burning that we  D  might have crossed
 Em But I feel so close to everythin D  g that we lost
We'll  C never have to lose it again  D 
 
 
I  G  bid you farewell, I don't know when I'll be back
 
They're moving us tomorrow to that tower down the track
But You'll be he C  aring from me, baby
Long after I'm g G  one
I'll be sp D eaking to you sweetly from a win C  dow
In the Tower o G  f Song
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