Erik Petersen – Dirty Pennies chords
Chords:
Dirty PenniesIntro: e|---------------------------------------------------| B|---------------------------------------------------| G|----------0-------------0------------0-------------| D|-------0----0--------0----0-------0----0-----------| A|---------------------------------------------------| E|----3-------------2-------------0------------------|e|---------------------------------------------------| B|-----------------3--------------3------------------| G|---------------------------------------------------| D|--------------------------------------------0------| A|----0---2---3-------2--0----------2--0-------------| E|-----------------------------3---------------------|G D/F# EmIn a small town where all knew allC G DWandered a peasant lady nobody knewG D/F# EmBut her only friend was a young boyC G DBrought her hot tea and leftover stewG D/F# EmIn those burning wintry DecembersC G D Heâd pick dirty pennies up off the cold streetG D/F# EmAnd while his mother was out Christmas shopping,Am D GHeâd say, âCome on in, warm your feetG D Dsus (2x) C9 D Dsus (2x)G D/F# EmAs long as you share with me stories.âC G DSo she spoke, âIâm a product of war.G D/F# EmMy mother never knew who she could beC G DAs my father lay drunk on the floor.âG D/F# EmAnd she spoke of the cart that she wheeledC G DHad keys with no locks and guitars with no stringsG D/F# EmAnd a puzzle that could never be finishedAm D GThis is my home, these broken thingsG D/F# Em CAh, but the boy went on to be taught in the schoolsG D/F# G/B C9To not talk to strangers, and donât feed the foolsG D/F# G/B C9Grew older and further and of her, forgotG D Bm C9As she was forced to move from lot to lot to lotG D/F# Em C G D/F# G/B C9 (2x)G D/F# EmShe said, âI guess it was much in his natureC G DTo become an enforcer of law.G D/F# EmMy old friendâs got a gun to protect meC G DFrom the rock-tossing drunks from the barsG D/F# EmAlways seemed like the sort to help othersC G DSo Iâll find him while heâs on the beatG D/F# EmAnd say, remember me, Iâm the old ladyAm D GYouâd give me pennies youâd find on the street.âG D/F# EmWhen she found him, she saw not the young boyC G DWho dug for the roots of her junkG D/F# Em EmShe came face to face with a stern, vacant soldierC G DGrinninâ and spinninâ a clubG D/F# EmHe said, âDonât you know that you canât be here?C G DYouâll hurt business, and scare away the kids.G D/F# EmGo wander around in some other townAm D GGet out or Iâm taking you in.âG D/F# Em CâBut officer, I fondly remember you,G D/F# G/B C9 Young boy who would give me the leftover stewG D/F# G/B C9And would take me inside to the warm fire coals.G D G/B C9 Those hundreds of pennies bought me all these clothes.G D/F# Em C G D/F# G/B C9 (2x)G D/F# EmItâs against the law to peddleC G DItâs against the law to eatG D/F# EmItâs against the law to have nothing moreC G DThan the shoes, full of holes, on your feetG D/F# EmAnd now they put bars across the park benchesC G DSo I guess itâs illegal to sleep.G D/F# EmThey buried something inside of you, officerAm D GInto your cold heart, dig deepG D/F# Em CAnd youâll see that itâs meG D/F# G/B C9And here Iâll be, nothing new to me.G D/F# G/B C9Iâll be heartbroken and cold, frozen and alone.G D G/B C9My coffin was a dumpster and they didnât even know.âG D/F# Em CBut while out on the beat, he looked down to his feet,G D/F# G/B C9And he saw a dirty penny heads up at his feetG D/F# EmAnd it made him think of an old tall taleAm D GOf a woman who pushed â�round a cartG D/F# EmAnd the boy who fed her and helped herC G DKnew he should have deep in his heartG D/F# EmOh, where did he hear that old tall tale?C G DBut hey, what a story to spreadSo he told it to his own growing boy Once in a while before bed Outro: G D Dsus (2x) C9 D Dsus (2x)