CGFG7CGFG7FBbmaj7
So say one and so say all
FEb7
Say what you gotta say Or don't say nothing at all
Abmaj7Dbmaj7
You've been tossin' and turnin' through soft sticky nights
Bbm7CC7FC
While the Bronx below you fights to stay alive
FBbmaj7
So say one and so say all
FEb7
Be what you gotta be Or don't be nothing at all
Abmaj7Dbmaj7
Be gracious to your mother When you leave this neighbourhood
(The change is going to do her good)
Ebmaj7
Next to me you look bad
Bb9/DEbFm7GbDbBDb7
`Cos there ain't no fresh air for my mama, my mama
Cm7D
But the drop is shear When you break away
C
Take me away
D7
It's just about time to hit the road
BbAmAm/GC
And say You gotta believe in something
C
It's easy to see
D7
My God is fading away
BbAmAm/GC
So pick up your bible and pray for me
F
We're all alone in the darkness
Gbdim
But our eyes are wide open
G
We don't see nothing
Bb
And our hands are tied
DmC
To the railings of the Bowery
BbGm7
And the humid city slickers
FBbmaj7
So say one and so say all
FEb7
We had a lot to say And we said it all
Abmaj7Dbmaj7
The cost of livin' in dreams Is rising like a crime wave
(The American way of dying - The American way of dying)
Ebmaj7
And it gets you every time
Bb9/DEbFm7
And it looks like it's got to my mama My mama
GbAbCGFG7C
May she rest....in....peace
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.