{t:Poor Old Man}
{st:Written by Rossi / Parfitt (Status Quo)}
{st:Tabbed by Christopher C Heckman (checkman@math.gatech.edu)}

{c:There's a few chords that might be wrong, but I don't think so.}
{c:Note the smooth modulation at the end of the song.}

[D]He is in his room, men will be there soon,
They [G]come to smash the Heaven he has [D]known.
[D]Now he is sure to know soon that he must go,
This [G]backstreet dream he has to leave be[D]hind.

[G]Oh, [C]what a [D]shame, [G]oh [C]what a [D]shame,
[(NC)]He's a [A]poor old [E]man, [A]poor old [E]man, [A]poor old [E]man, can we [D]help you?

[D]Things are at their worst, what should he do first?
[G]He must wonder, no one wants to [D]know.
[D]He must spread his wings, pack away his things,
A [G]sack is all he needs for all he [D]owns.

[G]Tears, they [C]blind his [D]eyes, [G]tears [C]blind his [D]eyes,
[(NC)]He's a [A]poor old [E]man, [A]poor old [E]man, [A]poor old [E]man, can we [D]help you at [A]all?

[D]Poor old [A]man, [D]poor old [A]man, [D]poor old [A]man, can we [G]help you at [D]all?

[G]Poor old [D]man, [G]poor old [D]man, [G]poor old [D]man, can we [C]help you at [G]all?

[C]Poor old [G]man, [C]poor old [G]man, [C]poor old [G]man, can we [F]help you at [C]all?