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
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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
