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Up From Under by: Anthony Capo 1st fret
DWell I'm down here in the well Looking back up at the hill G DWell I thank heavens I fell Must look more like myself G Now everyone is so kind D Everyone Alooks like a lGong lost frDiend of mine GI'm on top of the world Dagain When I'm lAooking up from under BGabylon D
I had a home in the fields Earned my wage in the factories there And I was raised by the mill And I worked with my brothers there I told my mother I'd always write I headed west for the coast with the big city lights Now mamma I'm so sorry I've forgotten But now I'm looking up from under Babylon
GmNow tell me how far I've been AAnd how deep was I inG D GmTell me how I conceived AThe vanity to believeG D That I wouldEm not be outnumberedD By the thumbs EI have been unGder A
Now stray dogs in the street Learn how to beg, steal, borrow and cheat And in the dead summer heat I fell asleep with blood on my teeth But those days before I met you girl Were just ice cream falling down on the shoes of my world I'm so happy that you're my friend When we're looking up from under Babylon When we're looking up from under Babylon