The Streets Of New York chords

[VERSE 1]

[G]Ixx was eighteen years [Am] oldx when I [G] wentx down to [C] Dublinx
With a [G] fistfulx of [Em] moneyx and a [Am] cartloadx of [D] dreams.x
"Take you[G]rxx time," said my [Am] father,x "stop [G] rushingx like [C] hell,x
And r[G]ememberx all's [Em] notx what it s[D7]eemsx to b[G]e.x

For there's [D] fellasx who'd [Em] cutx you for the [C] coatx on your [G] back,x
Or that [C] watchx that you [Em] gotx from your [D] mother.x
So take [G] care,x my young [Am] bucko,x and [G] mindx yourself [C] well.x
And would you [G] givex this wee [D7] notex to my [G] brother."x

At the [D] time,x Uncle Benjy was a [C] policemanx in [G] Brooklyn,x
And my [D] father,x the youngest, looked [C] afterx the [D] farm.x
Til a [G] phonex call from [Am] Americax said "[G]Sendx the lad [C] over."x
And my [G] oldx fella [Em] said,x "Sure, t'wouldn't [D] dox any [G] harm.x

For I've [C] spentx my life [D] workingx this [G] dirtyx old ground
For a [C] fewx pints of po[D]rterx and the s[G]mellx of a pound.
And sure, ma[G]ybex there's [Am] somethingx you'll [G] learnx or you'll [C] see,x
And you can [G] bringx it back [Em] home,x make it [D7] easierx on m[G]e."x

[VERSE 2]

[G]So,x I landed at [Am] Kennedy,x and a [G] bigx yellow [C] taxix
Carried [G] mex and my [Em] bagsx through the [Am] streetsx and the [D] rain.x
Well, my [G] poorx heart was [Am] thumpingx a[G]roundx with [C] excitement,x
And I [G] hardlyx even [Em] heardx what the d[D7]riverx was s[G]aying.x

We came [D] inx the Shore [Em] Parkwayx through the [C] flatlandsx in [G] Brooklyn,x
To my [C] uncle'sx a[Em]partmentx on East [D] 53rd.x
I was [G] feelingx so [Am] happy,x I was [G] hummingx a [C] song,x
And I [G] sangx "You're as [D7] freex as a [G] bird."x

Well, to [D] shortenx the story, what I [C] foundx out that [G] dayx
[D] Wasx that Benjy got shot do[C]wnx in an [G] xxx uptown foray.
And [G] whilex I was [Am] flyingx my [G] wayx to New [C] xxx York,
Poor [G] Benjyx was [Em] lyingx in a [D] coldx city [G] morgue.x

Well, I [C] calledx up my [D] oldx fella, to[G]ldx him the news.
I could [C] tellx he coul[D]dxx hardly stand [G] upx in his shoes.
And he [G] weptx as he [Am] toldx me go a[G]headx with the [C] plan,x
And [G] notx to f[Em]orget,x be a [D] proudx Irish [G] man.x

[VERSE 3]

[G]So,x I went up to [Am] Nellie'sx b[G]esidex Fordham [C] Road,x
And I [G] startedx to [Em] learnx about l[Am]iftingx my [D] load.x
But the [G] xxx heaviest [Am] thingx that I [G] carriedx that [C] yearx
Was the [G] bittersweetx [Em] thoughtsx of my [D7] hometownx so [G] dear.x

I went [D] homex that [Em] Decemberx cause my [C] oldx fella [G] died.x
I had to [C] borrowx the [Em] moneyx from a [Am] fellax on the si[D]de.x
And [G] allx the bright [Am] flowersx and b[G]rassx couldn't [C] hidex
The [G] poor,x wasted [D7] facex of me [G] father.x

I sold [D] upx the old [C] farmyardx for [G] whatx it was worth,
And i[D]ntox my bag stuck a [C] handfulx of [D] earth.x
Then I [G] boardedx a [Am] trainx and I [G] caughtx me a [C] plane,x
And I [G] foundx myself [Em] backx in the [D] U.S.x [G] again.x

It's been [C] twenty-twox years since I se[G]txx foot in Dublin.
My [C] kidsx know to [D] usex the [C] correctx knife and [G] fork.x
But I'll [G] neverx [Am] forgetx the green [G] grassx and the [C] rivers,x
As I [G] keepx law and [Em] orderx in the [D] streetsx of New [G] xxx   York

[OUTRO]

[G]Na,na,nax na,na,[Am]na,x na,na,n[G]a,na,na,n   x [C]a,na,x
Na,[G]na,x na,na,[Em]na,x na,na,[D]na,na,na,   x [G]na.x