Over the Rhine - Poughkeepsie

I thought I'd g^Go up Poughkeepsie, look o^Cut o'er the Hudson, and I'd^G throw my body down on the r^Diver. And I'd^G know no more sorrow, I'd fl^Cy like the sparrow and I'd r^Gide on the backs of the ^Dangels toni^Gght.

I'd ri^Dde on the backs of the a^Cngels tonig^Ght. I'd ta^Dke to the sky with a^Cll my mig^Ght. N^Go more drowning in my sorrow, n^Go more drowning in my f^Cright, I'd just ri^Gde on the backs of the a^Dngels to^Gnight.

There are th^Gose who know sorrow and t^Chose who must borrow and th^Gose whose lot in life is swe^Det. Well I'm d^Grunk on self-pity, scorned a^Cll that's been given me, I would dri^Gnk from a bottle labeled ^DSure De^Gfeat.

I'd ri^Dde on the backs of the a^Cngels tonig^Ght. I'd ta^Dke to the sky with a^Cll my mig^Ght. N^Go more drowning in my sorrow, n^Go more drowning in my f^Cright, I'd just ri^Gde on the backs of the a^Dngels to^Gnight.

Then the sk^Gies, they fell open and my ey^Ces were opened to a ^Gworld of hope falling at my fe^Det. Now I've ^Gno more or less than an^Cyone else has, what I h^Gave is a gift of li^Dfe I can't re^Gpeat.

So I g^Go up Poughkeepsie, look o^Cut o'er the Hudson and I ca^Gst my worries to the ^Dsky. Now I sti^Gll know sorrow, but I can f^Cly like the sparrow 'cause I r^Gide on the backs of the^D angels to^Gnight.

I ride^D on the backs of the ang^Cels tonight^G. I take^D to the sky with all^C their mi^Gght. N^Go more drowning in my sorrow, n^Go more drowning in my f^Cright, I'll just r^Gide on the backs of the a^Dngels each n^Gight.