In Bocca Al Lupo chords and lyrics - WENDY MCNEILL

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[Intro 1]
[Am][C][Dm][Em]
[Am][E][Am][C][Dm][Em]
[Am]
[E]A d[Am]amp

[Verse 1]
air carried the smell [Dm]of mustard cotton
[Em]Burning [Am]sugar, a red moon
over the [Dm]brackish dark water
[Em]Whispered [Am]danger
[E]Ah [Am]-oo -ah -[Dm]ah
[Em]In Moka El[Am]u
[Eaug]Ah -oo -[Am]ah -ah[Dm]
[Em]Klem[Am]ilu
Now Medical, won't you please,
[Dm]please, won't you be
A [Em]place that loves music
and the [Am]man that made [E]me
[Am]These docs are a war zone, such [Dm]fe rocity
I [Em]wonder if they should have left [Am]this [Dm]issue
[Em][Am][E][Am][E][Am]
[Dm][Em][Am]
I'm steel reeds, [Em]gaskets,
and [Dm]kid -skin gusset
I'm [Em]gleaming green,
set in Cir[Am]cassian worm
like he crafted me with love
[C]An d I [Dm]am his best shot
at [Em]getting out of the shipyards
and starting his [Am]music shop
Ah -oo -ah [Dm]-ah -[Em]oh
Boca El [Am]Pobre
[E]Ah [Am]-oo -ah -[Dm]ah -[Em]oh Creme Brie
[Am]His eyes grew nervous,
[E]his touch [Dm]grew rough
I think [Em]he troubled him,
but no one liked our [Am]melodies much
The French swaffled waltzes,
the Ir[Dm]ish jigs and reels
A [Em]choppy sort of fusion
was deman[Am]ded by the Kree
He was such a brave man
[Dm]With eyes of amber, [Em]thick black hair
And a [Am]barrel -chested [E]straggler
But [Am]sfortunato [Dm]was his hand
Even the [Em]best accordion
can't save [Dm]an unlucky man
Well, [Am]America, won't you please,
[Dm]please won't you be
A [Em]place that loves music
and the [Am]men that made me
These docks are our wars on such [Dm]ferocity
I [Em]wish that we had never left [Am]dear [Dm]Sicily
[Em][Am][E][Am]
[Dm][Em][G][Am]
Whoever had to say goodbye
[F]from [Dm]a distance
[Em]Knowing it was forever
In one [Am]sharp in[Dm]stant
[Am]I slid out of his arms
And crashed [Dm]to the floor
As the [Em]cops burst through the [E]party
And [Dm]tore the men [Em]through
the [Dm]back door
[Am]Three hundred Italians
[C]were [Dm]rounded up that day
As an [Em]officer was shot
And an accus[Am]ation was made
[Em]Some [Am]were tried
[Dm]Then acquitted
But a [Em]mob still insisted
It was [Am]them that did it
They broke into the prison [Dm]shut
and someone will pay
[Em]My sweet maker was a movie
[Dm]in its flinch that day
[Dm]A -ooh[Am], ah oh[Dm]
He [Em]said up an[Am]d you walk away
A -ooh, ah [Dm]oh
He said [Em]have to leave
[Am]Walk [Em]up
[Am]The medic gone, won't you [Dm]please,
please, won't you be
A [Em]place that loves music
and the [Am]men that made me
These [Am]locks are a war zone,
[Dm]such ferocity
I [Em]wish that we had never left dear
[Am]Sicily
[Am]America, won't you please,
[Dm]won't you be
A [Em]place that loves music
and the [Am]men that made me
These [Am]locks are a war zone,
such [Dm]ferocity
Oh, can I be a unicorn?