Harry Chapin (December 7, 1942 – July 16, 1981) was an American singer and songwriter. Chapin's debut album, Heads and Tales (1972), was a success thanks to the single "Taxi". His follow-up album, Sniper and Other Love Songs, was less successful; but his third, Short Stories, was a major success. Verities & Balderdash, released soon after, was even more successful, bolstered by the chart-topping hit single "Cat's in the Cradle". He also wrote and performed a Broadway musical, The Night That Made America Famous.
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This is my favorite Harry Chapin tune. I thought others might like it too. It's pretty simple to play.
DDmaj7D7G
It was an early morning barrom and the place just opened up
EMA7 and the little man came in so fast and he started at his cup
DDMAJ7D7G and the broad who served the whiskey was a big old friendly girl
EMA7 who tried to fight her empty nights by smiling at the world
GAF#MB7 and she said hey bub it's been a while since you've been around
EMAGD where the hell have you been hiding and why you look so down
GAGAD Well the little man just sat there like he'd never heard a sound
CMGBbF the waitress she gave out with a cough and acting not the least put off
EMA she spoke once again
DGEM She said I don't want to bother you consider it's understood
AEMAEMD I know I'm not no beauty queen but I sure can listen good.
GAEMD And the little man took his drink in his hand and he raise it to his lips
GDEMAD He took a couple of sips and he told the waitress his story.
DAMCGD I am the midnight watchman down at Miller's tool and dime
GF#MBMCmaj7 I watch the metal rusting, I watch the time go by
AGF#MB7 a week ago at the diner I stopped to get a bite
EMAGEMD and this here lovely lady she sat two seats from my right
GGEMA,G,GD And lord, lord, lord she was alright.
She was so damn beautiful that she could warm a winter's frost but she look long past lonely and I, I was lost I'm not much of a mover or a pick em up easy guy but I decided to glide on over and give it one good try and lord lord lord she was worth a try
Tongue tied like a schoolboy, I stammerred out some words it did not seem to matter much, cause I don't think she heard She just looked clear on through me, to a place back in my head It shamed me into silence as quietly she said
(chorus) If you want me to come with you than that's alright with me cause I know I'm going nowhere and anywhere's a better place to be
Well I drove her to my boarding house and I took her up to my room and I went to turn on the only light to brighten up the gloom
DMGM but she said please leave the light on, I don't mind the dark
FA and as her clothes all tumbled round her, I could hear my heart.
The moonlight shone upon her as she lay back in my bed it was the kind of thing I only had imagined in my head I just could not believe it , to think that she was real and as I tried to tell her, she said, shhh I know just how you feel and lord, lord, lord, she was alright.
Well the morning came so swiftly as I held her in my arms She slept like a baby snug and safe from harm I did not want to share her or dare to break the mood so before she woke I went out to buy us both some food I came back with my paper bag to find that she was gone she'd left a six word letter saying it's time that I moved on.
You know the waitress she took her bar rag and she wiped it across her eyes and as she spoke her voice came out as something like a sigh She said I wish that I was beautiful or that you were halfway blind I wish I weren't so goddamned fat, I wish that you were mine and I wish that you'd come with me when I leave for home for we both know all about emptiness and living all alone.
And the little man looked at the empty glass in his hand and he smile a crooked grin He said, I, I guess I'm outta gin and I know we both have been so lonely.