Window Number Five

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WINDOW NUMBER FIVE
JOHNNY DUNCAN

VERSE 1:
     C               Am     C             Am
5 -5 6    6   6 -6   5   -5 6   6  6   -6 5
In a building I pass by, in Window Number Five
          C                           Dm7 G7
5      -5 6   6  6    6   6   6    6  -5
There's a little girl looking down at me.
    Dm            G7            Dm 
5   -5  -5  -5 5  -5  -4  -4 5  -5 -5 -5   5
Her Mom was never married so the baby that she
G7
-5  -4
carried
Dm             G7            C
-5  -5  -5   6 -6   6    -6  5
doesn't have a last name you see.
    C              Am      C          Am
-5  6  6  6    -6  5    -5 6 6   6 -6 5
Her Mama calls her Joan nobody's ever known 
C         C7               F  A7 Dm F
6 6 6  6  6    6  -5   6   -6
any other name to call her by
F                                C
-6  7 7    7    -8  -6    5  -5  6       6
Her Mama's gone all night on the streets till
   Am
-5 5
daylight 
              Dm7           G7            C   C7
4   4       5 -5    -5 -3bb 5   5  -4 5   4
but there's a light on in   Window Number Five


CHORUS:
   F             G7
6  -6  -6 -6  7  -7
In Window Number Five
           C 
-7      -6 6  6    6  -5# 6  5
there's a picture of an  angel,
    G7 
5   -5  -5  -5   -5 -4
she doesn't seem to know
         Dm7            G7
-4   -5  -4   -4 -4  -6 -6  6
that her life is just a tangle.
  C                 Am
5 6     6    6   -6 5
I can't give her my name 
      C          Am
-5 -5 6    6  -6 5
and I feel so ashamed,
        C       C7          F   A7 Dm F
5   5   6     6 6  6  -5  6 -6
you see I've already got a wife
F
-6 -6 7  7   7    -8 -6
And a little girl at home
     C               Am
5 -5 6    6   6   -5 5
just like the one alone 
       Dm7          G7            C 
4   5  -5 -5  -3bb  5  5   -4 5   4
that's crying in   Window Number Five.


VERSE 2:
tHRU the window pane she looks out at the rain
and pulls back the window shade to see
I recall with regret the night I canm't forget
from that window her Mama smiled at me
And for climbing up those steps
I can only blame myself
but I didn't know the price was so high
But the one who'll pay the most
is the one who doesn't know
The little girl in Window Number Five