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Fresh Air For My Mama 10cc C G F G7 C G F G7
FSo say one and Bbmaj7so say all FSay what you gotta say Or don't say Eb7nothing at all Abmaj7You've been tossin' and turnin' through Dbmaj7soft sticky nights While the Bbm7Bronx below you fights to stay CaliveC7 F C
FSo say one and Bbmaj7so say all FBe what you gotta be Or don't be Eb7nothing at all Abmaj7Be gracious to your mother When you Dbmaj7leave this neighbourhood
(The change is going to do her good)
Next to Ebmaj7me you look bad `Cos there Bb9/Dain't no fresh air for my Ebmama, my Fm7mama F# Db B Db7
Cm7But the drop is shear When you Dbreak away CTake me away It's D7just about time to hit the road And Bbsay You gAmotta belAm/Gieve in Csomething It'sC easy to see My God is D7fading away So Bbpick up your bibleAm and Am/Gpray for Cme We're Fall alone in the darkness But our F#dimeyes are wide open GWe don't see nothing And our Bbhands are tied To the Dmrailings of the CBowery And the Bbhumid city Gm7slickers
FSo say one and Bbmaj7so say all FWe had a lot to say And we Eb7said it all Abmaj7The cost of livin' in dreams Is Dbmaj7rising like a crime wave
(The American way of dying - The American way of dying)
And it Ebmaj7gets you every time And it Bb9/Dlooks like it's got to my Ebmama My Fm7mama May she F#rest....Abin....CpeacGe F G7 C