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It's coming through a hole in the air,
C# G# C#
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
F#
It's coming from the feel
B/F# F#
that this ain't exactly real,
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
F
From the wars against disorder,
A#m
from the sirens night and day,
F
from the fires of the homeless,
A#m
from the ashes of the gay:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
It's coming through a crack in the wall;
C# G# C#
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
F#
from the staggering account
B/F# F#
of the Sermon on the Mount
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
F
It's coming from the silence
A#m
on the dock of the bay,
F
from the brave, the bold, the battered
A#m
heart of Chevrolet:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
C# G# C#
the holy places where the races meet;
F#
from the homicidal bitchin'
B/F# F#
that goes down in every kitchen
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
F
From the wells of disappointment
A#m
where the women kneel to pray
F
for the grace of God in the desert here
A#m
and the desert far away:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
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G# F#
Sail on, sail on
C#
O mighty Ship of State!
G#
To the Shores of Need
F#
Past the Reefs of Greed
C#
Through the Squalls of Hate
F#m G# F# C#
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
It's coming to America first,
C# G# C#
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
F#
It's here they got the range
B/F# F#
and the machinery for change
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
F
It's here the family's broken
A#m
and it's here the lonely say
F
that the heart has got to open
A#m
in a fundamental way:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
It's coming from the women and the men.
C# G# C#
O baby, we'll be making love again.
F#
We'll be going down so deep
B/F# F#
the river's going to weep,
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
and the mountain's going to shout Amen!
F
It's coming like the tidal flood
A#m
beneath the lunar sway,
F
imperial, mysterious,
A#m
in amorous array:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
G# F#
Sail on, sail on ...
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
C# G# C#
I love the country but I can't stand the scene.
F#
And I'm neither left or right
B/F# F#
I'm just staying home tonight,
C# [ch]F#/C#[/ch] C#
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
F
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
A#m
that Time cannot decay,
F
I'm junk but I'm still holding up
A#m
this little wild bouquet:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A
C# F#m
C# F#m
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