Cm G#
MAN: Oh, it's six o'clock and it's time to rock
Fm A#m Fm
And me head is beatin' like a drum
Fm G# Cm
In the cold day light, ah I feel like shite
G# C# Fm
And I can't remember last night's fun
G# D# G#
Then the foreman says, "C'mon now boys
G# Cm A#m C#
Stick your fingers down your throat and get to work"
G# Fm D# Cm
And I wish to Christ I'd stayed home last night
Fm A#m Fm
Instead of drinkin' in America
Fm D# Cm
Oh, I knock down walls with big iron balls
G# Fm
And I mix cement by the ton
Fm D# Cm
With me tongue hangin' out for a bottle of stout
C# A#m Fm
Sweatin' bullets in the Brooklyn sun
G# D# G#
Then I think of her up on Kings Bridge Road
G# A#m
Did she mean what she said last night
Fm D# Cm
Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
Fm A#m Fm
Livin' in America
Fm D# Cm
G# Fm
Fm D# Cm
WOMAN: On me way downtown, I think of that clown
Fm A#m Fm
And the things that he said last night
Fm D# Cm
Did he mean 'em at all or was it just drink talk
Cm A#m Fm
Oh, I must look a terrible sight
G# D# G#
Put me makeup on as I watch the sun
G# Cm A#m C#
Rise high over Fordham Road
Fm D# Cm
BOTH: Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
G# A#m Fm
Livin' in America
Fm D# Cm
WOMAN: Oh, the kids aren't dressed and the house is a mess
A#m Fm
And the yuppies are networkin' again
Fm D# G#
Kiss their darlin's goodbye, "Oh, we'll be late tonight
G# Fm
But we should be home by eleven"
G# D# G#
Oh, me little dears dry up your tears
G# A#m C#
BOTH: Your parents are too busy makin' money
Fm D# Cm
Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
Fm A#m Fm
Livin' in America
C# D#
MAN: Workin' with the black man, Dominican and Greek
C# D#
In the snows of January or the drenchin' August heat
Fm C#
No sick days or benefits and for Christ's sake don't get hurt
Fm Fm
The quacks over here won't patch you up
Fm
Unless they see the bucks upfront
C# D#
WOMAN: Lookin' after babies from crack of dawn 'til dusk
C# D#
Changin' dirty nappies and cleanin' up the house
A# C#
BOTH: Is this what I've been educated for
C# D#
To wipe the arse of every baby in America?
Fm D#
Fm Fm
Fm D# Cm
Fm A#m Fm
G# D# G#
G# A#m
Fm D# Cm
Fm A#m Fm
Fm D# Cm
MAN: Now the day is done, take the subway home
Fm A#m Fm
Squashed up like some sardine in a can
Fm D#
In the Blarney Stone, drink a gallon of foam
A#m D# Fm
'Til I'm feelin' half myself again
G# D# G#
If she comes tonight, I'll ask her outright
G# Cm A#m
Ah, what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gained
Fm D# Cm
And if she takes a chance, she might find romance
C# A#m Fm G#
Now she's livin' in America
Fm D#
WOMAN: See him standing there with the ring in his ear
Fm Fm
And the grin on the side of his face
Fm D# Cm
With the fag in his mouth oh I should watch out
Fm Fm
For they say that he's a real hard case
G# D# G#
Should I take me chance or say no thanks?
G# A#m C#
BOTH: Ah, what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gained
Fm D# Cm
Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
Fm A#m Fm
Livin' in America
Fm D#
Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
G# Fm
Livin' in America
Fm D# Cm
Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
C# Fm
Livin' in America
Fm D#
Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here
Fm
Livin' in America
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