Jennifer Nettles - King of the city

^GMy name is José, but they ^EmcaII “The Rain,” My ^Cthrone sits downtown in the ^Dair. ^Gl wash aII the windows, to ^Emthirty-six floors, And ^Cman l just ^Dlove it up ^Gthere.

^GMy wife is the queen, and ^Emshe used to clean, The ^Chospital next to our ^Dhome. ^GNow she takes care of babies, for a ^Emnice white lady, Too ^Cbusy for ^Draising her ^Gown.

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^Gl used to wash dishes, on ^EmBowery and Ninth, Ran ^Cpizzas around on a ^Dbike. ^GYeah, l do what it takes, getting ^Empaid haIf the wage, Any ^Cjob the ^Dgringo's don't ^Glike.

^EmAII the way up here, it's so ^Cquiet, Don't beli^Ameve me boy, oh, you ^Creally should ^Dtry it. I ^Emlook around, ain’t it ^Cpretty, It's ^Amgood to be ^Cking of the ^Gcity.

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^GThat day in September, l’II ^Emalways remember, lt ^Cstarted out just like the ^Drest. l was ^Gfloor twenty-six, when the ^Emfirst plane hit, And l ^Cstill feeI that ^Dsound in my ^Gchest.

^GIt's true l wasn't born here, but my ^Emheart is sworn here, To ^ChoId up your dreams with my ^Down. That ^Gday on my perch, l ^Emmade it a church, And l ^Cprayed for each ^DsouI to fIy ^Ghome.

^EmYou see l watched them faII, from that ^Cbuilding, and l ^Amwept for aII Of their ^Cwives and their ^Dchildren, l ^Emwon't forget, lt'II a^Clways get me, the ^Amsaddest day to be ^Dking of the ^Gcity.

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My ^Gname is José, but they ^EmcaII “The Rain,” My ^Cthrone sits down^Dtown in the ^Gair.