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Democracy by Leonard Cohen
Democracy
Chords used in this song :
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D G A
It's coming through a hole in the air,
D A D
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
G
It's coming from the feel
that this ain't exactly real,
D
or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
F#
From the wars against disorder,
Bm
from the sirens night and day,
F#
from the fires of the homeless,
Bm
from the ashes of the gay:
A G D
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
D G A
It's coming through a crack in the wall;
D A D
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
G
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
D
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
F#
It's coming from the silence
Bm
on the dock of the bay,
F#
from the brave, the bold, the battered
Bm
heart of Chevrolet:
A G D
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
D G A
It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
D A D
the holy places where the races meet;
G
from the homicidal bitchin'
that goes down in every kitchen
D
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
F#
From the wells of disappointment
Bm
where the women kneel to pray
F#
for the grace of God in the desert here
Bm
and the desert far away:
A G D
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
A G
Sail on, sail on
D
O mighty Ship of State!
A
To the Shores of Need
G
Past the Reefs of Greed
D
Through the Squalls of Hate
A G D
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
D G A
It's coming to America first,
D A D
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
G
It's here they got the range
and the machinery for change
D
and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
F#
It's here the family's broken
Bm
and it's here the lonely say
F#
that the heart has got to open
Bm
in a fundamental way:
A G D
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
D G A
It's coming from the women and the men.
D A D
O baby, we'll be making love again.
G
We'll be going down so deep
the river's going to weep,
D
and the mountain's going to shout Amen!
F#
It's coming like the tidal flood
Bm
beneath the lunar sway,
F#
imperial, mysterious,
Bm
in amorous array:
A G D
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
A G
Sail on, sail on ...
D G A
I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
D A D
I love the country but I can't stand the scene.
G
And I'm neither left or right
I'm just staying home tonight,
D
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
F#
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
Bm
that Time cannot decay,
F#
I'm junk but I'm still holding up
Bm
this little wild bouquet:
A G D
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A
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version 2
C# F#/C# C#
It's coming through a hole in the air,
C# G# C#
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
F#
It's coming from the feel
B/F# F#
that this ain't exactly real,
C# F#/C# C#
or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
F
From the wars against disorder,
A#m
from the sirens night and day,
F
from the fires of the homeless,
A#m
from the ashes of the gay:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
C# F#/C# C#
It's coming through a crack in the wall;
C# G# C#
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
F#
from the staggering account
B/F# F#
of the Sermon on the Mount
C# F#/C# C#
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
F
It's coming from the silence
A#m
on the dock of the bay,
F
from the brave, the bold, the battered
A#m
heart of Chevrolet:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
C# F#/C# C#
It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
C# G# C#
the holy places where the races meet;
F#
from the homicidal bitchin'
B/F# F#
that goes down in every kitchen
C# F#/C# C#
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
F
From the wells of disappointment
A#m
where the women kneel to pray
F
for the grace of God in the desert here
A#m
and the desert far away:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
G# F#
Sail on, sail on
C#
O mighty Ship of State!
G#
To the Shores of Need
F#
Past the Reefs of Greed
C#
Through the Squalls of Hate
F#m G# F# C#
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
C# F#/C# C#
It's coming to America first,
C# G# C#
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
F#
It's here they got the range
B/F# F#
and the machinery for change
C# F#/C# C#
and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
F
It's here the family's broken
A#m
and it's here the lonely say
F
that the heart has got to open
A#m
in a fundamental way:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
C# F#/C# C#
It's coming from the women and the men.
C# G# C#
O baby, we'll be making love again.
F#
We'll be going down so deep
B/F# F#
the river's going to weep,
C# F#/C# C#
and the mountain's going to shout Amen!
F
It's coming like the tidal flood
A#m
beneath the lunar sway,
F
imperial, mysterious,
A#m
in amorous array:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
G# F#
Sail on, sail on ...
C# F#/C# C#
I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
C# G# C#
I love the country but I can't stand the scene.
F#
And I'm neither left or right
B/F# F#
I'm just staying home tonight,
C# F#/C# C#
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
F
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
A#m
that Time cannot decay,
F
I'm junk but I'm still holding up
A#m
this little wild bouquet:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A
C# F#m
C# F#m
C#
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version 3
C# F# C#
It's coming through a hole in the air,
C# G# C#
from those nights in Tiananmen Square.
F#
It's coming from the feel
B F#
that this ain't exactly real,
C# G# C#
or it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
F
From the wars against disorder,
A#m
from the sirens night and day,
F
from the fires of the homeless,
A#m
from the ashes of the gay:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F# C#
It's coming through a crack in the wall;
C# G# C#
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
F#
from the staggering account
B F#
of the Sermon on the Mount
C# G# C#
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
F
It's coming from the silence
A#m
on the dock of the bay,
F
from the brave, the bold, the battered
A#m
heart of Chevrolet:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F# C#
It's coming from the sorrow in the street,
C# G# C#
the holy places where the races meet;
F#
from the homicidal bitchin'
B F#
that goes down in every kitchen
C# G# C#
to determine who will serve and who will eat.
F
From the wells of disappointment
A#m
where the women kneel to pray
F
for the grace of God in the desert here
A#m
and the desert far away:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
G# F#
Sail on, sail on
C#
O mighty Ship of State!
G#
To the Shores of Need
F#
Past the Reefs of Greed
C#
Through the Squalls of Hate
D#m G# F# C#
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
C# F# C#
It's coming to America first,
C# G# C#
the cradle of the best and of the worst.
F#
It's here they got the range
B F#
and the machinery for change
C# G# C#
and it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
F
It's here the family's broken
A#m
and it's here the lonely say
F
that the heart has got to open
A#m
in a fundamental way:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
C# F# C#
It's coming from the women and the men.
C# G# C#
O baby, we'll be making love again.
F#
We'll be going down so deep
B F#
the river's going to weep,
C# G# C#
and the mountain's going to shout, "Amen!"
F
It's coming like the tidal flood
A#m
beneath the lunar sway,
F
imperial, mysterious,
A#m
in amorous array:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
G# F#
Sail on, sail on
C#
O mighty Ship of State!
G#
To the Shores of Need
F#
Past the Reefs of Greed
C#
Through the Squalls of Hate
D#m G# F# C#
Sail on, sail on, sail on, sail on.
C# F# C#
I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean
C# G# C#
I love the country but I can't stand the scene.
F#
And I'm neither left or right
B F#
I'm just staying home tonight,
C# G# C#
getting lost in that hopeless little screen.
F
But I'm stubborn as those garbage bags
A#m
that time cannot decay,
F
I'm junk but I'm still holding up
A#m
this little wild bouquet:
G# F# C#
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
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