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