[Verse]
G
See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and his jeans,
C G
Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile
C G
Once he had a future full of money, love, and dreams,
A D
Which he spent like they was goin' outa style
G
And he keeps right on a'changin' for the better or the worse,
C D G
Searchin' for a shrine he's never found
C G
Never knowin' if believin' is a blessin' or a curse,
C D G
Or if the goin' up was worth the comin' down
[Chorus]
C
He's a poet, he's a picker
G
He's a prophet, he's a pusher
D G
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
C G
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
D G
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
(Key Change to A)
[Verse]
A
He has tasted good and evil in your bedrooms and your bars,
D A
And he's traded in tomorrow for today
D A
Runnin' from his devils, Lord, and reachin' for the stars,
B7 E
And losin' all he's loved along the way
A
But if this world keeps right on turnin' for the better or the worse,
D A
And all he ever gets is older and around
D A
From the rockin' of the cradle to the rollin' of the hearse,
D E A
The goin' up was worth the comin' down
[Chorus]
D
He's a poet, he's a picker
A
He's a prophet, he's a pusher
E A
He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned
D A
He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction,
E A
Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home.
[Outro]
E A
There's a lotta wrong directions on that lonesome way back home