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