In Brooklyn

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[G]Oh [D]I come from Pittsburgh[A]
[Bm]to study astrology
[A]She[G] said as she ste[A]pped on my inste[D]p
I could show you [Bm]New York with a walk
between [F#m]Fourth Street and [A]Nine
Then [D]out of her coat [F#m]taking
[D]sev[Bm]en harmonic[A]as
[G]She sat down [A]to play on a door[D]step
Saying, Come back [Bm]to my place I will
show you [F#m]the stars and [A]the signs
So I fol[B]lowed her [Bm]into the black [D]lands
Where the win[Bm]dow frames peel and f[D]lake
And the [Bm]old Jewi[B]sh face
behind [D]the lace
Even now trying to get to see
[A]what's cooking
Just John [G]the Baptist in the park getting
laid thinking there's [A]no-one looking
[D]look[A]ing
[Bm]And its [G]eighty degrees and I'm down
on my [A]knees in [D]Brooklyn
[Bm][D]

[Verse 2]
[Bm]
Her [D]house was a dusty collec
[Bm]tion of [D]rusty
[G]Confusion with [A]landings and tun[D]nels
And leaning [Bm]bookcases and spaces
and [F#m]faces and [A]things
Where twenty-five Pu[D]erto Puerto [A]Ricans,
[D]Manhat[Bm]tan Mohicans
[G]And Jewish-Italian Pawn[A]brokers
Pawn[D]brokers
Lead their [Bm]theatrical lives in
their [F#m]rooms in [A]the wings
While [B]outside in the black [D]lands
The vi[Bm]ol e[B]nt day runs [Bm]wild[D]
And the [Bm]black and white minstrels
run through the crazy
[D]Alleys while the cops go [A]booking
And [G]ruthless toothless agents sneak
around and [A]there's no-one looking
[D]look[A]ing[Bm]
And [G]it's eighty degrees and I'm down
on my [A]knees in [D]Brook[Bm]lyn

[Verse 3]
And [E]oh, I'm [G]back in the city
[D]again[F#m][Bm]
You can tell [E]by the smell of the
[G]hamburger stand in the rain
[B]

[Verse 4]
[A]
She [D]spoke of astrology [F#m]while
[Bm]muttering apo[D]logies
[G]For coffee [A]that tasted of hot [D]dogs
I said, That's [Bm]OK, mine was cold anyway,
[F#m]and just grand[A]
Then she [D]lay on [A]the bed
while the ra[Bm]dio [D]fed
Us [G]with records and [A]adverts for [D]cat food
And I looked at [Bm]her,
holding my thoughts in [G]the [F#m]palm of my h[A]and
And [B]outside in the black [D]lands
[Bm]The even[B]ing came and [D]went
And the [B]bums in the street begging
money for one [Bm]last [D]drink
Are hanging round the liquor stores
trying to get [A]a foot in
And the [G]girl from Pittsburgh and I made love
on a mattress with [A]the new moon [D]look[A]ing[Bm]
And in the [G]cool evening breeze I was
down on [A]my knees in Brooklyn

[Outro 1]
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