Nanci Griffith - Good night new york

^GMy mother ^Dcame to^Bm Am^Cerica ^CSailed through the ^Gharbor of ^Dhopes and of dreams ^GBack in the ^DThirties ^BmWith the streets ^Cpaved in gold ^CAnd the s^Gky laced with ^Dmoonbeams ^CMothers and d^Gaughters, f^Cathers and s^Gons ^CHere in the f^Gree world, we're the l^Ducky ones Chorus: ^DAll of my ^Cyear^Gning ^GAll of my ^Dhunger ^DMaybe I'm l^Cear^Gning ^GSometimes I ^Dwonder ^DGood night, ^GNew York ^{F C G}Before the ^DKennedys ^BmBefore the ^CBeatles ^CBefore the ^GVietnam ^DWar ^GBack to a ^Dtime when ^Bmanything was ^Cpossible ^CHaving less ^Gmeant knowing ^Dmore ^CBrothers and s^Gisters, ^Cuncles and ^Gaunts ^CHere in the ^Gfree world, for that ^Dsecond chance ^DGood night,^GNew York ^{F C G}My mother ^Dcame t^Bmo Am^Cerica ^CSailed through the ^Gharbor of ^Dhopes and of dreams And h^Gere in the f^Duture ^BmI hope I've ^Cnot failed her ^CCause nothing's the ^Gway that it s^Deems Chorus: ^DAll of my ^Cyear^Gning ^GAll of my ^Dhunger ^DMaybe I'm l^Cear^Gning ^GSometimes I ^Dwonder ^DGood night, ^GNew York ^{F C}