Tom: F#m
A Amaj7 Bm Dm
F#m
(vamp)x4
F#m7 B9
x2
[Verse 1]
F#m7 B9
In the streets of New York City every man can feel the cold,
F#m7 B9
and I don't want no pity, but I want my story told.
F#m7 B9
And the lights shine down on me, they shine on the little boy,
F#m7 B9
is this the way to make him pay being born in a world of joy?
A Amaj7
But like me,he don't know where he'll go wrong,
Bm7
he won't cry so many tears
Dm
till he finds out why he don't belong
A Amaj7
like me, there's no room for us out there,
Bm7
you can lose your hope and pride,
Dm F#m7
when it comes to broken dreams you'll get your share.
B9 F#m7 B9
Sometimes a man breaks down,
F#m7 B9
and the good things he is looking for
F#m7 B9
are crushed into the ground.
[Chorus]
F#m7 B9
Get on up, look around, can't you feel the wind of change?
F#m7 B9
Get on up, taste the air, can't you see the wind of change?
F#m7 B9
sax solo
[Verse 2]
F#m7 B9
Don't you understand what I'm saying? We need a god down here,
F#m7 B9
a man to lead us children, take us from the valley of fear.
F#m7 B9
Make the lights shine down on us, show us the road to go,
F#m7 B9
help us survive, make us arrive, teach us what we need to know.
A Amaj7
But like me, he don't know where he'll go wrong,
Bm7
he won't cry so many tears
Dm
till he finds out why he don't belong
A Amaj7
like me, there's no room for us out there,
Bm7
you can lose your hope and pride,
Dm F#m7
when it comes to broken dreams you'll get your share.
B9 F#m7 B9
Sometimes a man breaks down down down down down,
F#m7 B9
and the good things he is looking for
F#m7 B9
are crushed into the ground
[Chorus 2]
F#m7 B9 F#m7 B9
Get on up, look around, can't you feel the wind of change?
F#m7 B9 F#m7 B9
Get on up, taste the air, can't you see the wind of change?
F#m7 B9 F#m7 B9
Get on up, look around, can't you feel the wind of change?
F#m7 B9 Bm7 F#m7
Get on up, taste the air, can't you see the wind of change? BDA K
[CODA]
F#m7 B9 x4
(wah rhythm) Yea-ee-yea-ee-yea-ee-yeah....
F#m7 B9
Get on up, look around, can't you feel the wind of change?
F#m7 B9
Get on up, taste the air, can't you see the wind of change?
