New York Morning Elbow
New York Morning by Elbow
Intro:
[B] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B] [A] [E]
The [B]first to pour a simple truth in [A]words
Binds the [B]world in a feeling all fa[E]miliar
'Cause [A]everybody owns the great i[B]deas
And it [A]feels like there's a big one round the [E]corner
A [B]tenner, up and out into New [A]York
Some[B]where in all that talk is all the [E]answers
And [A]oh, my giddy aunt, New York can [B]talk
It's the [A]modern road where folk are nice to [E]Yoko
[B]Every bone of rivet steel, each [A]corner stone an anchor
[B]Jenga jutts and rusty water tower, [E]pillar-posted sign
Every [A]painted lining battered, like a [B]building in this town
Sings a [A]life of proud endeavor and the [E]best that man can be
[B]Me, I see a city and I [A]hear a million voices
Planning, [B]drilling, welding, carrying their [E]fingers to the nub
Reaching [A]down into the ground, stretching [B]up into the sky
Why? Be[A]cause they can, they did and do so [E]you and I could live together
[B] [A] [B] [E] [A] [B] [A] [E]
[B]Oh my God, New York can [A]talk
Some[B]where in all that talk is all the [E]answers
[A]Everybody owns the great i[B]deas
And it [A]feels like there's a big one round the [E]corner
[B]Oh my God, New York can [A]talk
Some[B]where in all that talk is all the [E]answers
[A]Everybody owns the great i[B]deas
And it [A]feels like there's a big one round the [E]corner
[B]Oh my God, New York can [A]talk
Some[B]where in all that talk is all the [E]answers
[A]Everybody owns the great [B]ideas
And it [A]feels like there's a big one round the [E]corner
The [B]desire to part sure [A]symphony
The [B]desire like a distant [E]storm
For [A]love, be [B]good for me
And it [A]feels like there's a big one round the [E]corner
[B]Oh my God, New York can [A]talk
Some[B]where in all that talk is all the [E]answers
[A]Everybody owns the great [B]ideas
And it [A]feels like there's a big one round the [E]corner
[B]The way the day [A]begins
[B]Decides the shade of [E]everything
But the [A]way it ends depends on if you're [B]home
For [A]every soul, a pillow at a [E]window, please
In a [A]modern room, where folk are nice to [E]Yoko[B]
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