New York Morning chords and lyrics - ELBOW

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[Intro 1]
[A][G][Em][A][D]
[G][A][G][A][G][D]

[Verse 1]
The [A]first
to put a simple truth in word[G]s
[Em]Binds the [A]world in a feeling
all famil[D]iar
'Cause [G]everybody owns the great [A]ideas
And [G]it feels like there's a big
one round the [D]corner

[Verse 2]
An[A]tenna up and out into New [G]York
[A]Somewhere in all that talk
is all the an[D]swers
And [G]oh, my giddy aunt, [A]New York can talk
It's the [G]modern Rome where folk
are nice [D]to [Em]Yoko[A]

[Verse 3]
Every bone of rivet steel, [G]each
corner stone and [Em]angle
[A]Jenga jut and rusty water tower,
[D]pillar, post and sign
Every [G]painted line and battered
ladder [A]building in this town
Sings [G]a life of proud endeavor and
the be[D]st that man can be

[Verse 4]
[A]Me, I see a city and [G]I hear
a million voices
[Em]Planning, [A]drilling, welding,
carrying their fin[D]gers to the nub
Reaching [G]down into the ground,
stretching [A]up into the sky
Why? Be[G]cause they can,
they did and do so [D]you and I could live together

[Interlude 1]
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[G][A][G][D]
[A]

[Verse 5]
Oh my God, New York can [G]talk
Some[A]where in all that talk is
all the [D]an swers
[G]Everybody owns the great [A]ideas
[G]And it feels like there's a big
one round the [D]corner[A]

[Verse 6]
Oh my God, New York can [G]talk
Some[A]where in all that talk is
all the an[D]swers
[G]Everybody owns the great [A]ideas
[G]And it feels like there's a big
one round the [D]corner[A]

[Verse 7]
Oh my God, New York [G]can talk
Some[A]where in all that talk is
all the [D]an swers
[G]Everybody owns the great [A]ideas
[G]And it feels like there's a big
one round the [D]corner

[Verse 8]
[A]The desire to part sure sym[G]phony
The de[A]sire like a distant [D]storm
[G]For love, be good [A]for me
And [G]it feels like there's a big
one round the [D]corner

[Verse 9]
Oh [A]my God, New York, you talk
[G]Somewhere in all[A] that talk is
all the [D]answers
Everybody [G]owns the greats [A]ideas
[G]And it feels like there's a big
one round the [D]corner[A]

[Verse 10]
The way the day begin[G]s[A]
Decides the shade of [D]everything
But the [G]way it ends depends
on if you're [A]home
For [G]every soul, a pillow [D]at a window, please
In a [G]modern Rome where
folk are nice to Y[D]oko
[A]