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