Democracy Leonard Cohen
I changed the key from the other version that was up and I fixed a few of the chords.
Democracy by Leonard Cohen
It's [C#]coming through a [F#]hole in the [C#]air,
[C#] [Ab] [C#]
It's co[F#]ming from the feel
that this [B]ain't exactly [F#]real,
or it's r[C#]eal, but it [Ab]ain't exactly [C#]there.
[F]
[Bbm]
[F]
[Bbm]
Demo[Ab]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
It's co[C#]ming through a [F#] crack in the [C#]wall;
on a [C#]visionary [Ab]flood of [C#]alcohol;
[F#]
of the [B]Sermon on the [F#]Mount
which I d[C#]on't pretend to [Ab]understand at [C#]all.
It's c[F]oming from the silence
on the [Bbm] dock of the bay,
[F]
heart of [Bbm] Chevrolet:
Demo[Ab]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
It's co[C#]ming from the [F#]sorrow in the s[C#]treet,
the h[C#]oly places [Ab]where the races [C#]meet;
[F#]
that goes [B]down in every [F#]kitchen
to det[C#]ermine who will [Ab]serve and who will [C#]eat.
[F]
where the [Bbm]women kneel to pray
for the [F]grace of God in the desert here
and the [Bbm]desert far away:
Demo[Ab]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
Sail [Ab]on, sail [F#]on
O [C#]mighty Ship of State!
To the [Ab]Shores of Need
Past the [F#]Reefs of Greed
Through the [C#]Squalls of Hate
Sail [Ebm]on, sail [Ab]on, sail [F#]on, sail [C#]on.
It's co[C#]ming to Ame[F#]rica [C#]first,
the cr[C#]adle of the [Ab]best and of the [C#]worst.
It's h[F#]ere they got the range
and the machi[B]nery for [F#]change
and it's h[C#]ere they got the [Ab]spiritual [C#]thirst.
It's h[F]ere the family's broken
and it's [Bbm]here the lonely say
that the [F]heart has got to open
in a [Bbm]fundamental way:
Demo[Ab]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
It's co[C#]ming from the [F#]women and the [C#]men.
O b[C#]aby, we'll be [Ab]making love [C#]again.
We'll be [F#]going down so deep
the [B]river's going to [F#]weep,
and the [C#]mountain's going to [Ab]shout, "[C#]Amen!"
It's [F]coming like the tidal flood
be[Bbm]neath the lunar sway,
im[F]perial, mysterious,
in [Bbm]amorous array:
Demo[Ab]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S.[C#]A.
Sail [Ab]on, sail [F#]on
O [C#]mighty Ship of State!
To the [Ab]Shores of Need
Past the [F#]Reefs of Greed
Through the [C#]Squalls of Hate
Sail [Ebm]on, sail [Ab]on, sail [F#]on, sail [C#]on.
I'm sent[C#]imental, if you [F#]know what I [C#]mean
I love the cou[C#]ntry but I [Ab]can't stand the sce[C#]ne.
And I'm [F#]neither left or right
I'm just [B]staying home [F#]tonight,
getting l[C#]ost in that [Ab]hopeless little [C#]screen.
But I'm [F]stubborn as those garbage bags
that t[Bbm]ime cannot decay,
I'm j[F]unk but I'm still holding up
this [Bbm]little wild bouquet:
Demo[Ab]cracy is coming [F#] to the U.S[C#].A.
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