The Wounded Poet chords by Billy Childish, The Chatham Singers
Verse 1
Em
The Wounded Poet
Who is meaner, funnier
and more perverse than me?
Who is so childlike, so farseeing
and narrower than myself?
Who is so discreet, so indecent
and such a blabbermouth?
Who is more cruel and loving?
Am
Em
Who could be as hard and sentimental?
Who is so much in
need of uplifting and praise
yet hates to be uplifted and praised?
Whose ego is so rampant,
yet self -seeing?
What poet can better me in battle,
G
and where is there a finer,
Em
more complete artist than myself?
Who, in the history of the world,
has ever seen themselves so low
in their own estimations,
or been so boastful, impudent and shy?
Who has been so cut from God,
yet joined with God?
Who has asked so
many fine questions
G
Em
and supplied such sparkling answers?
Who has embraced so
many women and fallows
and helped so many lost poets?
Who has made such a sumptuous banquet of himself,
bequeathed his bones to the yet -to -be -born,
made such a feast of his flesh for the angry,
the impoverished of soul,
and the haters of simple art?
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