Chapin Harry

Chapin Harry - What Made America Famous guitar chord

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What Made America Famous

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Harry Chapin

     E A D G B e

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G    3 2 0 0 0 3

C      3 2 0 1 0

C/B    2 2 0 1 0

Am     0 2 2 1 0

D        0 2 3 2

C/G  3 3 2 0 1 0

F    1 3 3 2 1 1

Bb     1 3 3 3 1

A      0 2 2 2 0

B      2 4 4 4 2

N.C.

G                                 C     C/B

It was the town that made America famous    

    Am                     D                G                               The churches full and the kids all gone to hell

G

Six traffic lights, and seven cops

    C                        C  C/B

And all the streets kept clean

Am                       D                  C              G

The supermarket and the drug store and the bars all doin' well

G                                         C      C/B

Now they were the folks that made America famous

    Am              C                  D                  G

Our local fire department stocked with short-haired volunteers

G

And on Saturday night, while America boozes

    C                            C      C/B

The fire department showed dirty movies

    Am                     C/B    Am   C/G                      Am         C/G

The lawyer and the grocer seein' their dreams come to life on the movie screen

F                               D                    C

While the plumber hopes that he won't be seen, as he tries to hide his fears

                      G

And he wipes away his tears

    Bb                  A

But somethin's burinin' somewhere

     B       G

DOES ANYBODY CARE?

G                                  C      C/B

We were the kids that made America famous

    Am                                     D          G

The kind of kids that long since drove our parents to despair

G

We were lazy long-hairs droppin' out

C                           C   C/B

Lost, confused, and coppin' out

Am                    D

Convinced our futures were in doubt

C                 G

And tryin' not to care

G                                       C      C/B

We lived in the house that made America famous

         Am                 C                D               G

It was a run-down slum, the shame of all the decent folks in town

G

We're hippies and some welfare cases

C                   C           C/B

Crowded families of cold, black faces

Am                           C/B    Am

Cramped inside some cracked old boards

C/G                      Am     C/G

The best that we all could afford

F                          D                     C

But still too fine for the rich landlord to ever tear it down

G

And we could hear the sound

   Bb                A

Of somethin' burnin' somewhere

    B       G

IS ANYBODY THERE?

G                                       C      C/B

We all lived the life that made America famous

    Am                                D             G

Our cops would make a point to shadow us around our town

G                                          C                    C    C/B

And we love children put a swastika on the bright red firehouse door

Am           D             C            G

America, the beautiful, it makes a body proud

G                                         C      C/B

And then came the night that made America famous

       Am              C              D         G

Was it carelessness or someone's sick idea of a joke?

       G                                   C                C     C/B

In the tinder-box trap we hippies lived in someone struck a spark

   Am                         C/B   Am

At first I thought that I was dreamin'

C/G                         Am    C/G

Then I saw the first flames gleamin'

F                      D

And heard the sound of children screamin'

C                  G

Comin' through the smoke

    Bb                 A

And somethin's burnin' somewhere

     B       G

DOES ANYBODY CARE?

G                                     C      C/B

Oh, it was the fire that made America famous

    Am                                     D                   G

The sirens wailed and the firemen stumbled sleepin' from their homes

G

And when the plumber yelled, "C'mon, let's go!"

C                                     C     C/B

They saw what was burnin' and said, "Take it slow"

Am

"Let 'em sweat a little"

D

"They'll never know"

C

"And besides, we just cleaned the chrome"

N.C.                              G

Said the plumber, "Then I'm goin' alone"

G

Well he rolled on up in the fire truck

Am

And raised the ladder to the ledge

      C                    C/B                 Am                        D

While me and my girl and a couple of kids were clinging like bats to the edge

G

We staggered to salvation

C                     C  C/B

Collapsed on the street

    Am                     D

And I never thought that a fat man's face

      C            G

Would ever look so sweet

G                                               C      C/B

I shook his hand in the scene that made America famous

       Am                         D            G

And he smiled from the heart that made America great

             G                                               C                C    C/B

We spent the rest of that night in the home of this man that we'd never known before

     Am              D                    C               G

It's funny; when you get that close, it's kind of hard to hate

G                                               C     C/B

I went to sleep with the hope that made America famous

          Am                   C                   D                  G

I had the kind of a dream that maybe they're still trying to teach in school

G                                 C      C/B

O'  the America that made America famous

Am                               C/B    Am

And of the people who just might understand

C/G                Am     C/G

That how together, yes we can

F

Create a country better than

D

The one we have made of this land

F

We have the choice

F

To make each man

D

Who dares to dream

D

Reachin' out his hand

C                                           G

A prophet or just a crazy damn dreamer or a fraud

       C     G

Yes, a crazy fraud

    Bb                 A

and somethin's burnin' somewhere

B            G

DOES ANYBODY CARE?

           G

IS ANYBODY THERE?

           G

IS ANYBODY THERE?????

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