Back To New Orleans

A C#m/A D Dm A A C#m/A Pardon me sir, you got a dime? D Dm A I'm trying to find my way back to New Orleans. A C#m/A Broke down and fallen on hard times, D Dm A I need just one kind favor to get back on my feet. C#m D A Lost my ticket for a Greyhound bus, D A E when it left me in the dust and gone away. C#m D A D A E Man at the station says, "Boy get lost, start going your own way." A C#m/A D Im walking 40 days and nights under the Texas sun, Dm A won't someone help me please? A C#m/A Pardon me sir, you got a dime? D Dm A I'm trying to find my way back to New Orleans. A C#m/A D Dm A I did my time in Baton Rouge, in Birmingham and Huston, too, but all I ever see Was weary faces just like mine, waiting in endless lines, just'a trying to find a seat. Lost their tickets for a Greyhound bus, when it left them in the dust and gone away. Now all they're asking is for you to help their cause, 'cause they're going a long way. They're walking 40 days and nights under the Texas sun, won't someone help them please? Spare just a dollar or a dime, they're trying to find their way back to New Orleans. Harmonica G D A G D A G D A G D E We're walking 40 days and nights and only just begun to reach our destiny. Still got a long hill left to climb, come on let's find our way back to New Orleans. G D A Come on let's find our way. G D A Come on and find our way. G D A Come on let's find our way. G D E A C#m/A D Dm A A C#m/A D Dm A