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{title:I Got A Name}

{st:Jim Croce}

[D]Like the pine trees [A]lining the winding [Bm]road

[Bm7]I've got a [G]name, [A]I've got a [D]name

[D]Like the singing [A]bird and the croaking [Bm]toad

I've got a [E7]name, I've got a [A]name

[F#m]And I carry it [G]with me like my [D]daddy did

[F#m]But I'm living the [Bm]dream that [E7]he kept [A]hid



[F#m]Movin' me down the [G]highway, [F#m]rolling' me down the

[G]Movin' ahead so [A]life won't pass me [D]by

[D]Like the north wind [A]whistlin' down the [Bm]sky

[Bm7]I've got a [G]song, [A]I've got a [D]song

[D]Like the whippoor[A]will and the baby's [Bm]cry

I've got a [E7]song, I've got a [A]song

[F#m]And I carry it [G]with me and I [D]sing it loud

[F#m]If it gets me [Bm]nowhere, [E7]I'll go there [A]proud


{c:Instrumental over verse}

[D]Like the fool I [A]am and I'll always [Bm]be

[Bm7]I've got a [G]dream, [A]I've got a [D]dream

[D]They can change their [A]minds but they can't change [Bm]me

I've got a [E7]dream, I've got a [A]dream

[F#m]Oh, I know I could [G]share it if you'd [D]want me to

[F#m]If you're goin' [Bm]my way, [E7]I'll go with [A]you



{st:Jim Croce}

[G]Opera[Bm]tor could you [C]help me place this cal[G]l.

[Am]See the number on the [D]matchbook is old and [Em]faded.[D]

[G]She's living in L[Bm].A., with my best[C] old ex-friend

[Am]A guy she said she [D]knew well and sometimes h[Em]ated.[D]


[G]Isn't that the w[C]ay they say it g[G]oes.  Let's fo[C]rget all

and g[G]ive me the number if you[Am] can find it, [C]so [D]I can

just t[D]o tell them I'm f[Em]ine and to sh[C]ow, I[D]'ve overcome the [C] blow

Learned to take it wel[C/B]l.  I only wish my [Am]words could
convince [G]myself

that it just wasn't r[D]eal.  But that'[C]s not the way it

Operator could you help me place this call.  I can't read the
number that you

just gave me.  There's something in my eyes, you know it happens
everytime I

think about a love that I thought would save me.


Operator, you can forget about this call.  There's no one there I

wanted to talk to.  Thank you for your time, you've been so much
more than

kind, but you can keep the dime.




Well the south side of Chicago
Is the baddest part of town
B7 C
And if you go down there you'd better just beware
D7 G
Of a man named Leroy Brown

Now Leroy's more than trouble
You see he stands 'bout six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him treetop lover
All the men just call him 'sir'

And he's bad, bad, Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
B7 C
Badder than old King Kong
D7 G
Meaner than a junkyard dog

Now Leroy he's a gambler
And he likes his fancy clothes
And he likes to wear his diamond rings
In front of everybody's nose

He got a custom Continental
He got an El Dorado too
He got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun
He got a razor in his shoe


Well Friday 'bout a week ago
Leroy shooting dice
And at the edge of the bar sat a girl name Doris
And oh that girl looked nice

Well he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
And Leroy Brown learned a lesson 'bout messin'
With the wife of a jealous man


Well the two men took to fightin'
And when they pulled him from the floor
Leroy looked like a jigsay puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone



Jim Croce

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