Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 Well outta Southern Illinois

 Come a down-home country boy

 He’s gonna make it in the city

 Playin’ guitar in the studio

 Oh well, he hadn’t been there an hour

 When he met a Broadway flow’r

 You know she took him for his money

 And she left him in a cheap hotel

 Oh well, it’s easy for you to see

 That that country boy is me

 Say and how’m I gonna ever break the news to the folks back home?

 Well, I was gonna be a great success

 Things sure ended up a mess

 But in the process I got messed up to

Refrain

 Hello, mama and dad I had to call collect

 Cause I ain’t got a cent to my name

 Well, I’m sleepin’ in a hotel doorway

 And tonight they say it’s gonna rain

 And if you’d only send me some money

 I’ll be back on my feet again

Send it in care of the Sunday Mission

Box Number Ten

 Well, back in Southern Illinois

 They’re still worryin” ‘bout their boy

 But this boy’s goin’ home soon’s he gets the fare

 Because as soon as I got my bread

 I got a pipe upside my head

 You know they took me in an alley

 Took my money and my guitar too

Repeat refrain

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