Tom: C C G Am F Am Em F C F C G [Verse 1] C G Am F Am Em There’s a longing of sorts for the souls of Manhattan, but I don’t see what they all see F C F C G G See, I knew a good girl with the slightest of curls who was bound for the land of the free [Interlude] C G Am F Am Em F C F C G [Verse 2] C G Am F Am Em She left in the morn’ from so empty a home, with the hope that the city would fill F C F C G G And she made souvenirs from many notepads and tears, writing memoirs until it made sense [Chorus 1] Dm Am F G C G Am But time, like a bandit, retreated too fast, at the drop of her hat you go down, down, down F G Where the souls of Manhattan resound [Interlude] C G Am F Am Em F C F C G [Verse 3] C G Am F Am Em When the sun does rise up o’er silver horizon, would you let out a soft spoken prayer? F C F C G G Cause she’s lower than Hell and she needs a good friend, who don’t mind givin’ up holidays [Chorus 2] Dm Am F G C G Am Cause all of your heroes and fair-weather friends watch as your dreams tumble down, down, down F G C F Where the souls of Manhattan resound [Bridge] C G Am F C G Am F G Where will you go when your heart is covered in snow? Oh and your friends leave you feeling alone? [Outro] C G Am F Am Em There’s a longing of sorts for the souls of Manhattan, but I’m just beginning to see