From 'John Wesley Harding' 1967.

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G                      D
I pity the poor immigrant
                               G
Who wishes he would've stayed home,
G                              D
Who uses all his power to do evil
                                     G
But in the end is always left so alone.
D                               Am
That man whom with his fingers cheats
D                      G
And who lies with ev'ry breath,
G                           D
Who passionately hates his life
D                          G
And likewise, fears his death.


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G                 D
I pity the poor immigrant
                              G
Whose strength is spent in vain,
G                      D
Whose heaven is like Ironsides,
                       G
Whose tears are like rain,
D                      Am
Who eats but is not satisfied,
D                        G
Who hears but does not see,
             D
Who falls in love with wealth itself
                      G
And turns his back on me.


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G                  D
I pity the poor immigrant
                           G
Who tramples through the mud,
                           D
Who fills his mouth with laughing
                               G
And who builds his town with blood,
D                           Am
Whose visions in the final end
D                        G
Must shatter like the glass.
G                  D
I pity the poor immigrant
                            G
When his gladness comes to pass.



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