Intro - G C G There's a black man with a black cat living in a black neighborhood He's got an interstate running through his front yard F C G You know he thinks that he's got it so good And there's a woman in the kitchen cleaning up the evening slop F And he looks at her and says, C G "Hey darling, I can remember when you could stop a clock." C G Oh but ain't that America for you and me C G Ain't that America something to see, baby C D Ain't that America home of the free C Little pink houses for you and me There's a young man in a t-shirt Listenin' to a rockin' rollin' station He's got greasy hair, greasy smile He says, "Lord this must be my destination." 'Cause they told me when I was younger "Boy you're gonna be president." But just like everything else those old crazy dreams Just kinda came and went Oh but ain't that America for you and me Ain't that America something to see, baby Ain't that America home of the free Little pink houses for you and me Guitar solo (Intro 3X and F C G) Well there's people and more people What do they know, know, know Go to work in some high rise And vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico, oh yeah And there's winners and there's losers But they ain't no big deal Cause the simple man, baby, pays for the thrills, the bills, the pills that kill Chorus (2X)
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