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From: Harlan L Thompson 

HOW MANY FRIENDS- The Who

  A              D
I'm feelin' so good right now
              G                  D                 A
There's a handsome boy tells me how I changed his past
                D 
He buys me a brandy
      G                 D                  A      
But could it be he's really just after my ass?
 A             D
He likes the clothes I wear
    G               D                     A
He says he likes a man who's dressed in season
        D                   G                D
But no-one else ever stares, he's being so kind
             E
What's the reason?

  E         B             C#m   A
How many friends have I really got?

You can count 'em on one hand
 E         B             C#m    A
How many friends have I really got?
 E         B             C#m    A
How many friends have I really got?
       D   A        D   A             D   A Bm G  E
That love me, that want me, that'll take me as I am?

Suddenly it's the silver screen
And a face so beautiful that I have to cry out
Everybody hears me
But I look like a fool now, with a cry and I shy out
She knows all of my friends
But it's nice to find a woman who'll stay home late
Now I think I've reached the end
I wonder in the dead of night - how do I rate? ...CHORUS

BRIDGE:
 Em               G
It's all like a dream you know
               D                    A
When you're still up early in the morning
     Bm              D                 G
And you all sit together to watch the sun come through
     Em            G
But things don't look so good
                 D            C
When you could use a bit of warning
  Am                                  E                    B 
Then you know that no-one will ever speak the truth about you..CHORUS

When I first signed a contract, it was more than a handshake then
I know it still is, but there's a plain fact
We talk so much shit behind each other's backs, I get the willies
People know nothing about their own soft gut
So how come they can sum us up
Without suffering all the hype we've known
How come they bum us up 
...CHORUS ("you can count them on one hand" is the second line)


(from The Who By Numbers, 1975)
(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)