Democracy chords

CAPO: 3rd Fret

[INTRO]
[G]

[VERSE 1]
It's coming through a [C]hole in the [G]air
From those nights in [D]Tiananmen [G]Square
It's [C]coming from the feel
That this [F]ain't exactly [C]real
Or it's [G]real, but it [D]ain't exactly [G]there
From the [B]wars against disorder
From the [Em]sirens night and day
From the [B]fires of the homeless
From the [Em]ashes of the gay
De[D]mocracy is coming[C] to the U.S.[G]A.

[VERSE 2]
It's coming through a [C]crack in the [G]wall
On a visionary [D]flood of [G]alcohol
From the [C]staggering account
Of the [F]Sermon on the [C]Mount
Which I [G]don't pretend to [D]understand at [G]all
It's [B]coming from the silence
On the [Em]dock of the bay
From the [B]brave, the bold, the battered
Heart of [Em]Chevrolet
De[D]mocracy is coming[C] to the U.S.[G]A.

[VERSE 3]
It's coming from the [C]sorrow in the [G]street
The holy places [D]where the races [G]meet
From the [C]homicidal bitching
That goes [F]down in every [C]kitchen
To de[G]termine who will [D]serve and who will [G]eat
From the [B]wells of disappointment
Where the [Em]women kneel to pray
For the [B]grace of god in the desert here
And the [Em]desert far away
De[D]mocracy is coming[C] to the U.S.[G]A.

[CHORUS]
Sail [D]on, sail [C]on
Oh [G]mighty Ship of State
To the [D]Shores of Need
Past the [C]Reefs of Greed
Through the [G]Squalls of Hate
Sail [Am]on, sail [D]on, sail [C]on, sail [G]on

[VERSE 4]
It's coming to A[C]merica [G]first
The cradle of the [D]best and of the [G]worst
It's [C]here they got the range
And the ma[F]chinery for [C]change
And it's [G]here they got the [D]spiritual [G]thirst
It's [B]here the family's broken
And it's [Em]here the lonely say
That the [B]heart has got to open
In a [Em]fundamental way
De[D]mocracy is coming[C] to the U.S.[G]A.

[VERSE 5]
It's coming from the [C]women and the [G]men
Oh baby, we'll be [D]making love a[G]gain
We'll be [C]going down so deep
The [F]river's going to [C]weep
And the [G]mountain's going to [D]shout, "A[G]men!"
It's [B]coming like the tidal flood
Be[Em]neath the lunar sway
Im[B]perial, mysterious
In [Em]amorous array
De[D]mocracy is coming[C] to the U.S.[G]A.

[CHORUS]
Sail [D]on, sail[C] on
Oh [G]mighty Ship of State
To the [D]Shores of Need
Past the [C]Reefs of Greed
Through the [G]Squalls of Hate
Sail [Am]on, sail [D]on, sail [C]on, sail [G]on

[VERSE 6]
I'm sentimental, if you [C]know what I [G]mean
I love the country, but I [D]can't stand the [G]scene
And I'm [C]neither left or right
I'm just [F]staying home to[C]night
Getting [G]lost in that [D]hopeless little [G]screen
But I'm [B]stubborn as those garbage bags
That [Em]time cannot decay
I'm [B]junk but I'm still holding up
This [Em]little wild bouquet
De[D]mocracy is coming[C] to the U.S.[G]A. [C] [G] [C]