G  
There's a black man with a black cat livin' in a black neighborhood  
G  
He's got an interstate runnin' through his front yard  
            C                          G  
You know he thinks that he's got it so good  
G  
And there's a woman in the kitchen cleanin' up the evenin' slop  
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And he looks at her and says, "Hey darlin', I can remember when   
             G  
   you could stop a clock."  

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Oh but ain't that America for you and me  
G          C                    G  
Ain't that America somethin' to see baby   
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Ain't that America home of the free
  
                       C  
Little pink houses for you and me  
G G C G G F C G  
There's a young man in a t-shirt  
Listenin' to a rockin' rollin' station  
He's got greasy hair, greasy smile  
He says, "Lord this must be my destination."  
'Cause they told me when I was younger  
"Boy you're gonna be president."  
But just like everything else those old crazy dreams  
Just kinda came and went  
  
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G G C G G F C G   
Well there's people and more people  
What do they know know know  
Go to work in some high rise  
And vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico  
Ooh yeah  
And ther's winners and there's losers  
But they ain't no big deal  
'Cause the simple man baby pays for the thrills, the bills,   
     the pills that kill  
  
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