Finger pattern: E(open1) F#(2/1) E (open 1) D(3/2) A(2/3) B(open2)

Bm F#m G
I turned my back on a poor man today
And as he hung his head and wondered away
I did my best to try and forget
But that humble man lingers in my memory yet

Now I, I tried so hard not to give a second thought
And get on with my day just as if I had not
Come face to face with that gaping hole in the center of my chest
Where there once was a soul

Now they say that the pooor shall inherit the earth
That the first will be last and the last will be first
If that's so then I know my place in that line
While that poor man leads I will follow behind

It seems the older I get the colder I grow
It's much too easy to turn and say no
I bet things would be different lord if I only knew
That the poor black man on the street was you

[Repeat chorus]

Give me a heart, give me a heart

Give me ...

Well now, something about the tin man comes to mind.