New York Morning

Intro:
B A B E A B A E

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The first to pour a simple truth in
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 words
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Binds the world in a feeling all 
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familiar
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'Cause everybody owns the great 
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ideas
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And it feels like there's a big one
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 round the corner


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A tenner, up and out into New York
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Somewhere in all that talk is all 
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the answers
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And oh, my giddy aunt, New York can
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 talk
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It's the modern road where folk are
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 nice to Yoko


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Every bone of rivet steel, each 
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corner stone an anchor
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Jenga jutts and rusty water tower, 
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pillar-posted sign
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Every painted lining battered, like
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 a building in this town
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Sings a life of proud endeavor and 
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the best that man can be


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Me, I see a city and I hear a 
million voices
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Planning, drilling, welding, 
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carrying their fingers to the nub
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Reaching down into the ground, 
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stretching up into the sky
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Why? Because they can, they did and
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 do so you and I could live together


B A B E A B A E

B                       A
Oh my God, New York can talk
    B                            
Somewhere in all that talk is all 
     E
the answers
A                         B
Everybody owns the great ideas
       A                           
And it feels like there's a big one
           E
 round the corner


B                       A
Oh my God, New York can talk
    B                            
Somewhere in all that talk is all 
     E
the answers
A                         B
Everybody owns the great ideas
       A                           
And it feels like there's a big one
           E
 round the corner


B                       A
Oh my God, New York can talk
    B                            
Somewhere in all that talk is all 
     E
the answers
A                        B
Everybody owns the great ideas
       A                           
And it feels like there's a big one
           E
 round the corner


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The desire to part sure symphony
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The desire like a distant storm
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For love, be good for me
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And it feels like there's a big one
           E
 round the corner


B                       A
Oh my God, New York can talk
    B                            
Somewhere in all that talk is all 
     E
the answers
A                        B
Everybody owns the great ideas
       A                           
And it feels like there's a big one
           E
 round the corner


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The way the day begins
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Decides the shade of everything
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But the way it ends depends on if 
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you're home
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For every soul, a pillow at a 
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window, please
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In a modern room, where folk are 
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nice to Yoko