John Cougar Mellencamp - Little pink houses

^GThere's a black man, with a black he^Gad (') ^GLiving in a black neighborho^God ^GHe's got a interstate running through his fro^Gnt yard ^GYou know he th^Finks he's....g^Cot it so go^God. ^GAnd there's a woman, in the ki^Gtchen, cleaning up the evening ^Gslop ^GAnd he lo^Foks at 'er and says Hey Darli^Cn' I remember when you could^G, stop a clock But ain't that Amer^Cica, for you and ^Gme Ain't that Americ^Ca, somethin' to se^Ge baby Ain't that Americ^Ca, home of the fre^De Little Pink Houses for y^Cou and me, yeah for you and m^Ge

^GNow there's a young^G man, in a t-s^Ghirt, listening to a rock and^G rollin' station ^GHe's got greasy hair and a^G, greasy smile, he says &^Fquot;Lord this^C must be my des^Gtination" I remembe^Gr, when I was youn^Gger, say'n &quo^Gt;Boy ya gonna be the^G President" But just like e^Fverything else, those c^Crazy dreams, kinda came and ^Gwent

Now there's p^Geople, and more p^Geople, and what do they kno^Gw know know ^GGo to work in ^Gsome high-rise, and ^Fvacation down at the ^CGulf of ^GMexico!!! (ooooh yeah) There's w^Ginners, and there's l^Gosers, but ^Gthat ain't no big ^Gdeal Cause the ^Fsimple man, baby, pays the ^Cbills, the thrills, the ^Gbills that kill(')