F Am Bb C

Fifteen dollars and loose change in his pocket
as he boards an early Greyhound bus
Departing from a nameless town
to a faceless metropolis

Bb F
Only the clothes on his back
Am Dm 
Only hope on his lips
Dm C Bb
He wonders what he will find 
on this moving day

He gets a job at a local cafe
He meets a girl that catches his eye
He puts up a poster for his show
She does not notice that he is alive
He studies his lines,
for the girl and the show
Things are looking up 
on this moving day

When the going gets tough
the tough get scared
lucky ones make their mistakes
alone in the dark
but rest have theirs
in the public bared

The director delivers the bad news
the show will go on without him
he looks around for his wallet and keys
dinner's looking mighty grim
the girl from the cafe called
can we just be friends
now he's looking for an alley
on this moving day
# copyright Joe Johnston