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Laughing Boy (Of Anarene)
Out Of The Woodwork III
© 1972 by Gary E. Andrews
All Right Reserved for the Globe


Chords:
Dm XX0231
Bb XXO331
C X32O1O

(Verse I)
I never met my poppa,
And my momma ran away.
I've been runnin' from the man,
Ever since I was eight.
Oh no! Oh no, no, no! Oh no!

(V II)
I don't believe in Jesus.
The devil's only me.
I've been listenin' to the liars,
Ever since I was three.
I'm the Laughing Boy, Of Anarene.

(V III)
I hopped a train in Pittsburgh,
I rode to New Orleans.
I robbed a lady traveler,
On the day I was thirteen.

(Bridge)
Oh people pity me.
I've got a lot to learn.
Oh people pity me.
Oh please don't you make me burn!
I'm just burnin' out the hatred,
That's burnin' up in me.
I'm the Laughing Boy, Of Anarene.

(V IV)
The lady on the jury,
Says I'm just a wayward boy,
The judge suspends my sentence.
Livin' free's my only joy.
Oh no! Oh no, no, no! Oh no!

(Verse V)
I've got a brother somewhere,
And a sister in Duluth.
I've been workin' for the street fair,
But at night I sing the blues.
I'm the Laughing Boy, of Anarene.

(V VI)
Ain't no pity for a killer.
Ain't no pity for a thief.
Ain't no pity for a dead man,
Only chains to bind his feet.
I'm the Laughing Boy, of Anarene.
I'm the Laughing Boy, of Anarene.
I'm the Laughing Boy. Oh, oh!

More Info...
"Laughing Boy (Of Anarene)" Copyright 1972 by Gary E. Andrews
All Rights Reserved For The Globe

My brother turned me on to the Pulitizer Prize-winners list of books. "Laughing Boy" is one. There's a reason why they won.
About that time Peter Bogdanovich made "The Last Picture Show," a black and white film set in Anarene, Texas. I saw it in Tucson, Arizona.
I'd only been writing Songs for a few years so this was an early one that I liked, despite its length. It did more right than wrong, and was fun to sing and play. It has nothing to do with the book or the movie, just words to spark the Creative Flow. It's just a Lyric that sounds like it's about something, the power of creating the Singer-Character, a fictitious being seeming to tell a First-Person reality tale.