A                            G            A
  He walks these tracks and never looks around
                    G          A   A7
He bums what he can get in any town
     D                D7           A
He’s grown content to live on charity
                          G                A
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

I make excuses when I read his name
On the side of some old dirty train
It conjures up a taste of fantasy
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me

Well I pushed him off the ladder of success
But down here on the bottom I get rest
Oh uh he saves his thoughts to buy a memory
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me
 
Ohh I put my finger in his mind’s eye
And I’ve given him a reason now to cry
I put his song of life in the wrong key
I’ve been down so long it looks like up to me