The Bowery

D                                                             F#
I'm down at the bowery, oh Lord oh Lord, gonna tell you how I got here
              D                                F#
First I gotta shoot some dice and win so I can get my room again
                     D                                                
It all started with a love so true and the angels flew higher than I'd
 F#
 ever been
       D                                                              
With a sparkle in her face and her eyes and the butterflies it all 
  F#
came rushing in

[Chorus]

Bm         A                    D
  Buttercup, I lost my wife in '73
Bm            A          D
  She took ill, she done died on me
               F#
  And I've got nothing more to live for

[Verse]

     D                                         F#
So I packed up a bag and went, I just started wandering
  D                                                            
I hid in the booze and the shadows of the night, I just started 
  F#
crumbling

[Chorus]

Bm         A                    D
  Buttercup, I lost my wife in '73
Bm            A          D
  She took ill, she done died on me
               F#
  And I've got nothing more to live for

[Break]

D                      F#
Oh, it just dont seem fair
D                        F#
I met her under a chandelier
D                        F#
And time and space changed from there

[Chorus]

Bm         A                    D
  Buttercup, I lost my wife in '73
Bm            A          D
  She took ill, she done died on me
Bm         A                    D
  Buttercup, I lost my wife in '73
Bm            A          D
  She took ill, she done died on me

[Outro]

               F#
  And I've got nothing more to live for
               F# (no F#7)               G (barred)
  And I've got nothing more to live for

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