F                         Dm               G7 
Frisco's a full hour from home if you can afford to fly
       Gm                   C7                 F
But it might as well be the moon when you're as broke as I
                              Dm                  G7
Here I sit with my head in my hands and watch the trains go by
          Gm                       C7                           F   F7
Lord, the helping hand mission man warned me the nights here get cold

Bb                                              F      
When you are cold there's nothing as welcome as sunshine
C7                                            F    F7
When you're dry there's nothing as welcome as rain
Bb                                               F
When you're alone there's nothing no slower than passing time
C7                                             F    F7
When you're afoot there's nothing as fast as a train

Well Frisco's a mighty rich town, now that ain't no lie
Why they got some buildings that reach a mile into the sky
Yet no one can even afford just the time to tell me why
Here's a world filled with people and so many people alone

Cause when you're alone, you ain't got much reason for living
But while you're alive, well, you just have to live with your pain
Unless you've been wrong for so long there's no one left forgiving
And you find yourself searching your past for the links to the chain