EMPTY EYES

(A) I watched him standing on the (E) platform;
(G) Just a shadow of a (A) man.
His face looked like the devils (E) playground
(G) As he clutched his ticket in his (A) hand.
He wants to catch that train to (D) someplace,
(E) Someplace he’s never been be (A) fore
And he’ll stand there just like a (G) statue
(E) But the train don’t run her any (A) more
(GDA)
(A) But he comes down here every (D) Sunday;
(E) And stares down at those rusty (A) tracks
And I come too, but he don’t (E) see me
(G) Just to see if he’ll come (A) back
His empty eyes could tell the (D) story;
(E) But with a glance they’ll steal you’re (A)
soul
His calloused heart is barely (G) beating
(E) With shallow breaths he turns to (A) go (GDA)
(A) And every time I’ve tried to (D) follow
(E) Somehow he fades into the (A) night
So I come back here every (E) Sunday;
(G) To catch the man with empty (A) eyes (GDA;
GDA)
(A) Now, back in town I see them (E) starring
(G) They whisper things when I walk (A) by
‘Cause, they’ve all seen me on that (E) platform
(G) Just like the man that I de (A) scribed
And when I try to tell the (D) story
(E) They smile and nod, oh so po (A) lite
For this heart felt disser (E) tation
(G) From a man with empty (A) eyes (GDA)
(A) And every time
I’ve tried to
(D) follow
(E) Some how He fades into the (A) night
So I come back here every (E) Sunday
(G) To catch the man with empty (A) eyes (GDA)
Yes, ILL come down here every (G) Sunday
(E) To catch the man with empty (A) eyes (GDA;
GDA; GDA) 2006 William
C. Stephens
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