Bm G MAN: Oh, it's six o'clock and it's time to rock Em Am Em And me head is beatin' like a drum Em G Bm In the cold day light, ah I feel like shite G C Em And I can't remember last night's fun G D G Then the foreman says, "C'mon now boys G Bm Am C Stick your fingers down your throat and get to work" G Em D Bm And I wish to Christ I'd stayed home last night Em Am Em Instead of drinkin' in America Em D Bm Oh, I knock down walls with big iron balls G Em And I mix cement by the ton Em D Bm With me tongue hangin' out for a bottle of stout C Am Em Sweatin' bullets in the Brooklyn sun G D G Then I think of her up on Kings Bridge Road G Am Did she mean what she said last night Em D Bm Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here Em Am Em Livin' in America Em D Bm G Em Em D Bm WOMAN: On me way downtown, I think of that clown Em Am Em And the things that he said last night Em D Bm Did he mean 'em at all or was it just drink talk Bm Am Em Oh, I must look a terrible sight G D G Put me makeup on as I watch the sun G Bm Am C Rise high over Fordham Road Em D Bm BOTH: Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here G Am Em Livin' in America Em D Bm WOMAN: Oh, the kids aren't dressed and the house is a mess Am Em And the yuppies are networkin' again Em D G Kiss their darlin's goodbye, "Oh, we'll be late tonight G Em But we should be home by eleven" G D G Oh, me little dears dry up your tears G Am C BOTH: Your parents are too busy makin' money Em D Bm Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here Em Am Em Livin' in America C D MAN: Workin' with the black man, Dominican and Greek C D In the snows of January or the drenchin' August heat Em C No sick days or benefits and for Christ's sake don't get hurt Em Em The quacks over here won't patch you up Em Unless they see the bucks upfront C D WOMAN: Lookin' after babies from crack of dawn 'til dusk C D Changin' dirty nappies and cleanin' up the house A C BOTH: Is this what I've been educated for C D To wipe the arse of every baby in America? Em D Em Em Em D Bm Em Am Em G D G G Am Em D Bm Em Am Em Em D Bm MAN: Now the day is done, take the subway home Em Am Em Squashed up like some sardine in a can Em D In the Blarney Stone, drink a gallon of foam Am D Em 'Til I'm feelin' half myself again G D G If she comes tonight, I'll ask her outright G Bm Am Ah, what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gained Em D Bm And if she takes a chance, she might find romance C Am Em G Now she's livin' in America Em D WOMAN: See him standing there with the ring in his ear Em Em And the grin on the side of his face Em D Bm With the fag in his mouth oh I should watch out Em Em For they say that he's a real hard case G D G Should I take me chance or say no thanks? G Am C BOTH: Ah, what the hell, nothin' ventured nothin' gained Em D Bm Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here Em Am Em Livin' in America Em D Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here G Em Livin' in America Em D Bm Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here C Em Livin' in America Em D Oh, Mammy dear, we're all mad over here Em Livin' in America
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