I wrote this song in 1975, new to New York and lonely. I never recorded it till this week, it was too epic and not at all commercial. The vocals are shared with Bob Brigham. BB tracks are drums, bass, 12 string guitar and two muted electric guitars, sorry I can't access the BB notes just now.
Looking For a Friend
https://soundcloud.com/willrockwell/looking-for-a-friend?utm_source=soundcloud&utm_campaign=share&utm_medium=facebookAmDGC GAmG - piano intro
G DC rock intro
sequencer intro
AmDG I never claimed to be the face
CG I'm just a stranger in this place
AmD And I can't tell exactly where I've been
AmDG The girls all seem to pass me by
CG I don't have time to wonder why
AmG I just lay back and start again
EmCFG Here on the island I'm a face in the crowd
EmCFAm With the lines too heavy, the clothes too loud
GEmCD And the hoods in the park keep their knives sharp waiting for me
EmCFG The loose joint gents eat turkey all day
EmCFAm and the 8th street loonie's looking for some change
GEmCD Anyone can tell you this ain't the way it should be
Interlude
AmDG CG Maybe you re waiting for a line, a bit of favor, valentine
AmD I cannot tell you what I do not feel
AmDG But things I feel I cannot say
CG The time too short, can t find the way
AmG To let you know the words are real
CGDG And I ll go on pushing the cart through the
CD Lonely streets of sad New York
GDAm I belong, I ve been pushed to the ground for so long
CEmG That I ve grown strong
AmDG I never saw you raise your eye
CG I didn t call, you didn t cry
AmD Is this the way that it's supposed to end
AmDG I never claimed to be the face
CG I'm just a stranger in this place
AmG Looking for a friend
AmG I'm looking for a friend
AmG Looking for a friend