Brooklyn Roads Neil Diamond
[A]If I close my eyes, I can almost hear my mother,
callin', Neil, go find your brother, [D]Daddy's home,
and it's [G]time for supper, hurry [D]on.
[A]And I see two boys racin' up two flights of staircase,
squirmin' into Papa's em[D]brace and his whiskers warm
[G]on their face, where's it [D]gone? Oh, where's it [A]gone?
[D]Two floors above the [G]butcher, [C]first door on the [F]right.
[F]And life filled to the brim as I stood by my window
and looked out on [C]those, Brooklyn [D]Roads.
[A]I can still recall the smells of cookin' in the hallways.
Rubbers drying in the doorways [D]and report cards [G]I was
always a[D]fraid to show.
[A]Mama'd come to school and as I sit there softly crying,
teacher'd say, he's just not trying, [D]got a good head
if [G]he'd apply it.
But you [D]know yourself, it's always [A]somewhere else.
I [D]built me a [Gm]castle [C]with dragons and [F]kings and I'd ride
off with them as I stood by my window and looked out
on [C]those Brooklyn [D]roads.
INTERLUDE: G D G C F Bb C D
[A]Thought of going back but all I'd see are stranger's
faces and all the scars that love erases.
[D]But as my mind walks [G]through those places I'm [D]wonderin',
what's [A]come of them?
[D]Does some other young [Gm]boy [C]come home to my [F]room?
Does he dream what I did as he stands by my window and
looks out on [C]those [Bm]Brook..[Em]lyn [D]roads..[G]Brooklyn [D]roads.[G] [D]