| Em | F# | G | |
| My gu | itar and me | . |
| D | Dsus | |
| THirty thousand feet, |
| Em | F# | G | G/D | |
| What a br | illiant fe | at. |
| Verse II |
| D Dsus *Fill 1* |
| Go west, don't go east, |
| Em | F# | G | |
| A famine or | a fea | st. |
| D | Dsus | |
| We're treated better there, |
| Em | F# | G | G/D | |
| A homeless one is | rare. |
| Chorus |
| G/D | B | |
| I | feel, |
| Em | F# | G | |
| The city | 's lur | e. |
| G/D B With Pull Off |
| The Apple of my eye, |
| Em | F# | G | G/D | |
| I c | herish he | r. |
| Verse III |
| Everybody's here, |
| From all across the earth, |
| Tongues and tribes galore, |
| There is'nt any war. |
| Chorus X2 |
| Quitely Only Downstroke The strings For First Two Lines, Then Build Up For Last |
| Two Lines |
| G/D | B | Em | F# | G | |
| New York, New | York, I'm comin' |
| G/D | B | Em | F# | G | |
| New York, New Y | ork, I'm comin' |
| G/D | B | Em | F# | G | |
| New York, New Y | ork, I'm comin' |
| G/D | B | Em | F# | G | |
| New York, New Y | ork, I'm comin' |
| Em | F# | G/D |