Intro: G C G 4x
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 he’s got it so good
G
And there’s a woman, in the kitchen, cleaning up the evening slop.
F
And he looks at her and says, “Hey darlin’
C G
I can remember when you could stop a clock”
G 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
G C G 2x
G
Well there’s a young man, in a tee-shirt,
listening to a rockin’ rollin’ station
He’s got greasy hair, and a greasy smile he says,
F C G
“Lord this must be my destination”
Cause they told me, when I was younger,
“Boy you’re gonna be President”
F C
But just like everything else those old crazy dreams,
G
just kinda came and went
G 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
G C G 3x
F C G 4x
G
Well there’s people, and more people; what do they know?
F C G
Go to work in some high rise, and vacation down at the Gulf
of Mexico
G
And there’s winners, and there’s losers;
but they ain t no big deal
F C
Because the simple man baby pays for the thrills, the bills,
G
the pills that kill
G 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
G 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
G C G
ooooh yeah 4x
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 he’s got it so good
G
And there’s a woman, in the kitchen, cleaning up the evening slop.
F
And he looks at her and says, “Hey darlin’
C G
I can remember when you could stop a clock”
G 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
G C G 2x
G
Well there’s a young man, in a tee-shirt,
listening to a rockin’ rollin’ station
He’s got greasy hair, and a greasy smile he says,
F C G
“Lord this must be my destination”
Cause they told me, when I was younger,
“Boy you’re gonna be President”
F C
But just like everything else those old crazy dreams,
G
just kinda came and went
G 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
G C G 3x
F C G 4x
G
Well there’s people, and more people; what do they know?
F C G
Go to work in some high rise, and vacation down at the Gulf
of Mexico
G
And there’s winners, and there’s losers;
but they ain t no big deal
F C
Because the simple man baby pays for the thrills, the bills,
G
the pills that kill
G 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
G 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
G C G
ooooh yeah 4x
