Judy Collins - Democracy
CAPO: 3rd Fret
[Intro]
G
[Verse 1]
C G
It's coming through a hole in the air
D G
From those nights in Tiananmen Square
C
It's coming from the feel
F C
That this ain't exactly real
G D G
Or it's real, but it ain't exactly there
B
From the wars against disorder
Em
From the sirens night and day
B
From the fires of the homeless
Em
From the ashes of the gay
D C G
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
[Verse 2]
C G
It's coming through a crack in the wall
D G
On a visionary flood of alcohol
C
From the staggering account
F C
Of the Sermon on the Mount
G D G
Which I don't pretend to understand at all
B
It's coming from the silence
Em
On the dock of the bay
B
From the brave, the bold, the battered
Em
Heart of Chevrolet
D C G
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
[Verse 3]
C G
It's coming from the sorrow in the street
D G
The holy places where the races meet
C
From the homicidal bitching
F C
That goes down in every kitchen
G D G
To determine who will serve and who will eat
B
From the wells of disappointment
Em
Where the women kneel to pray
B
For the grace of god in the desert here
Em
And the desert far away
D C G
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
[Chorus]
D C
Sail on, sail on
G
Oh mighty Ship of State
D
To the Shores of Need
C
Past the Reefs of Greed
G
Through the Squalls of Hate
Am D C G
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on
[Verse 4]
C G
It's coming to America first
D G
The cradle of the best and of the worst
C
It's here they got the range
F C
And the machinery for change
G D G
And it's here they got the spiritual thirst
B
It's here the family's broken
Em
And it's here the lonely say
B
That the heart has got to open
Em
In a fundamental way
D C G
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
[Verse 5]
C G
It's coming from the women and the men
D G
Oh baby, we'll be making love again
C
We'll be going down so deep
F C
The river's going to weep
G D G
And the mountain's going to shout, "Amen!"
B
It's coming like the tidal flood
Em
Beneath the lunar sway
B
Imperial, mysterious
Em
In amorous array
D C G
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
[Chorus]
D C
Sail on, sail on
G
Oh mighty Ship of State
D
To the Shores of Need
C
Past the Reefs of Greed
G
Through the Squalls of Hate
Am D C G
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on
[Verse 6]
C G
I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
D G
I love the country, but I can't stand the scene
C
And I'm neither left or right
F C
I'm just staying home tonight
G D G
Getting lost in that hopeless little screen
B
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
Em
That time cannot decay
B
I'm junk but I'm still holding up
Em
This little wild bouquet
D C G C G C
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.