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How Can A Poor Man Stand Such Times And Live - Bruce Springsteen

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Tabbed by:Nick V./BlindTerry33

A song originally written by Blind Alfred Reed in 1929.
  Bruce's version made some
lyric changes and was released on "Live in Dublin".

Tuning:EADGBE

             Bb                         F            
Well, the doctor comes 'round here with his face all 
           Bb
bright
                                                  F
And says "in a little while you'll be alright"
         Bb                                      Eb
But all he gives is a humbug pill, a dose of dope and a
 great big bill
            Bb                      F
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
         Bb                                            
He says "me and my old school pals had some might high 
        F
times down here

And what happened to you poor black folks, well it just
 ain't fair"  F
              Bb                                       
He took a look around gave a little pep talk, said "I'm
        Eb
 with you" then he
            Cm
took a little walk

Bb                                 F
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live? 
(riff 1)
                                                    F  
There's bodies floatin' on Canal and the levees gone to
       Bb
 Hell
                                                   F
Martha, get me my sixteen gauge and some dry shells
                Bb
Them who's got got out of town
                   Eb                  Cm
And them who ain't got left to drown
           Bb                        F                 
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
(riff 1)

Bb                                           F 
I got family scattered from Texas all the way to 
                    G
Baltimore
                                                  F    
No, sir I ain't got no home in this world no more
 Eb

Gonna be a judgment that's a fact,
                        Bb

Eb                                    Cm
A righteous train rollin' down this track
            Bb                        F                
Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live?
(riff 1)