[ Предположительная тональность: Bb ] Sittin' On A Poor Man's Throne:Copperpenny. #14 on RPM Canada onSWEET PLUM Records in 1973. (probably the most depressing blues song.) INTRO: Cm F Eb Cm..Gm Eb Cm..G A C Cm..Eb Cm #1. Eb Cm Eb Cm Well, I ain't got nothin', nothin' I can call my own. Eb Cm Eb C Cm My baby can't call me..I haven't got a telephone. Eb Cm Well, I wouldn't bring her here cause I'm livin' in a Eb F Cm danger zone. Eb Bb Cm And I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's throne.. Eb Cm Eb yeah. #2. Eb Cm Eb Cm Well, I'd like to see my girl..like take her to a jewelry store. Eb F Eb Cm But gazing through the window only makes a fellow hate life more. F Cm Eb C Cm Oh, the city's gotten busy but I've never felt so all alone. Cm Eb Bb Yeah, yeah..and I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's F Cm Eb Bb throne..yeah..and I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's Fm Cm throne..yeahhh. INTERLUDE: Cm Eb Cm..Cm Eb Cm..F Gm Cm..Cm Eb Cm..Eb Cm #3. Cm Well, I been thinking 'bout the future, I been thinking that there's Eb Cm nothin' to lose. Eb Cm If I only had a dollar for every time I sang the blues. Cm Oh, but singing songs for nickels is the only life I've ever known. Eb Bb Fm Cm Yeah..and I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's throne. Eb Bb Cm And I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's throne, yeah. INTERLUDE: Cm Eb F Gm Cm Eb Cm Eb Cm Eb Cm F C Bb C Fm Cm Eb Cm #4. Eb Cm Eb Cm Well, I ain't got nothin', nothin' I can call my own. Eb Cm Eb C Cm My baby can't call me..I haven't got a telephone. Eb Cm Well, I wouldn't bring her here cause I'm livin' in a Eb F Cm danger zone. Eb Bb Cm And I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's throne.. Eb Cm Eb yeah. Eb Bb Cm And I'll never get arrested sittin' on a poor man's throne. OUTRO: Cm Sittin' on a poor man's throne..I been sittin' here all alone. Eb Cm Well, I been sittin' on a poor man's throne..well, I been sittin' here much too long. Cm I been thinking 'bout my future..I been thinking..that there's nothin' to loose, yeah..(Fade.) A seventies smash from Kraziekhat.