Judy Collins — Democracy

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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.