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New York ukulele

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Capo 2 

C
I hear the train all night
G                          Am    G                C
sound of its wind blowing through our subtle lives
                       G
and i have a job to do walking these cars
        Am         G            C
walking all asleep to get to you
               
            Am             C
but I don't feel your stir beside me
            Am             G
and your not in my morning hour

C
some ties are made to break
G                                  Am      G
some stalks grow high and green to rot away
               C
and feel the wake


C
and these lines tell the truth
G                        Am       G C
these city veins answer all you do
               Am              C
so could you keep me in the pulses
            Am               G
could you keep me in the sound

C                       G
i got wise and I got old
                           Am   G
not once, not once did I fall
             C
so don't you know

C
maybe you bet on me
G                            Am         G
while we were still young enough to know
C
or to believe

C
for every year you took
G                         Am         G
for every soft breathe or loving look
C
believe me

         Am               C
and dont keep me like you have me
         Am                G
and dont kiss me like you don't

C                      G
I got wise and I got old
                          Am  G
not once, not once did I fall
             C
so dont you now

C
some land holds a home
G                       Am G                 
some of my years only hold 
C
me to Rome

C
but I tell myself its true
G                        Am  G
you see a home you see a man
C
you see it too

          Am                   C
and I say don't you know you have her
       Am               G
go on kiss her now you boy

C                       G
i got wise and I got old
                           Am G
not once, not once did I fall
             C
so don't you know

C                       G
i got wise and I got old
                            Am G
not once, not once did I fall
             C
so don't you know



            
            
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