Pity The Child chords by Murray Head

1. When I was nine I learned survival, taught myself not to care,
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    I was my single good companion, taking my comfort there.
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    Up in my room I planned my conquests,
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    on my own, never asked for a helping hand,
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    no one would understand.
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    I never asked the pair who fought below,
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    just in case they said “no”.

     E                                                   A
2. Pity the child who has ambition, knows what he wants to do,
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    knows that he'll never fit the system others expect him to.
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    Pity the child who knew his parents,
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    saw their faults, saw their love die before his eyes,
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    pity the child that’s wise.
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    He never asked, did I cause your distress,
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    just in case they said “yes”.

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    When I was twelve my father moved out,
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    left with a whimper not with a shout.
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    I didn't miss him, he made it perfectly clear,
                                C
    I was a fool, and probably queer.
    Cm
    Fool that I was, I thought this would bring
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    those he had left closer together.
    G
    She made her move the moment he crawled away,
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    I was the last the woman told, she never let her bed get cold,
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    someone moved in, I shut my door,
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    someone to treat her just the same way as before.

    E                                                   A
3. I took the road of least resistance, I had my game to play,
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    I had the skill, and more - the hunger - easy to get away.
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    Pity the child with no such weapons,
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    no defense, no escape from the ties that bind,
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    always a step behind.
    E                                   Am
    I never called to tell her all I'd done,
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    I was only her son.

      E                                                  A
4. Pity the child, but not forever, not if he stays that way,
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    he can get all he ever wanted, if he's prepared to pay.
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    Pity instead the careless mother,
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    what she missed, what she lost when she let me go,
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    and I wonder, does she know ?
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    I wouldn't call, a crazy thing to do,
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    just in case she said,           who?