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