Democracy Chords by Leonard Cohen

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_ It's coming through [F#] a hole in [C#] the air.
From those lads [G#] in Tiananmen [C#] Square. _ _
[F#] It's coming from the feel that [B] this ain't exactly [F#] real, or [C#] it's real, but it ain't exactly there.
From [F] the war against disorder.
From [A#m] the sirens night and day.
From [F] the fires of the homeless.
From [A#m] the ashes of the gay.
_ [G#] Democracy is coming _
[F#] to the [C#] USA. _
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It's coming [F#] through a crack in [C#] the walls.
On a visionary [G#] flood [C#] of alcohol.
From [F#] the staggering count of [B] the sermon on [F#] the Mount.
[C#] I don't pretend to understand it all.
_ [F] It's coming from the silence [A#m] on the dock of the bay.
From [F] the brave of all the battered [A#m] heart of Chevrolet. _
[G#] Democracy is coming [F#] to the [C#] USA. _ _ _
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_ _ _ It's coming from [F#] the sorrow in [C#] the street. _
The holy [G#] places where the races [C#] meet. _
From [F#] the homicidal bitch that [B] goes down in every [F#] kitchen to [C#] determine who will serve
and who will eat.
_ From [F] the wells of disappointment where [A#m] the women kneel to pray [F] for the grace of God in
the desert here [A#m] and the desert far away.
[G#] Democracy is coming [F#] to the [C#] USA.
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_ [G#] Sail on, _ [F#] sail on, _ [C#] oh my dear ship of state.
To [G#] the shores of need, [F#] past the reefs of greed, through the [C#] swallows of hate.
_ _ [D#m] Sail on, _ _ [G#] sail on, _ [F#] sail on, [C#] sail on. _ _ _ _ _
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_ It's coming [F#] to America [C#] first.
_ _ The cradle [G#] of the best and [C#] of the worst. _
[F#] It's here they got the range and the [B] machinery for [F#] change.
And [C#] it's here they got the spiritual thirst.
_ [F] It's here the family is broken and [A#m] it's here the lonely say that [F] the heart has got to open
[A#m] a fundamental way.
_ [G#] Democracy is coming [F#] to the [C#] USA. _
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It's coming [F#] from the women [C#] and the men.
_ Oh baby, [G#] we'll be making love [C#] again.
_ _ [F#] We'll be going down so [B] deep the ripples [F#] gonna weep [C#] and the mountains gonna shout amen. _
_ [F] It's coming like the tide of [A#m] blood beneath the lunar sway.
[F] Imperial, mysterious, [A#m] and amorous array. _
[G#] Democracy is coming _ [F#] to the [C#] USA. _ _ _
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_ _ _ Sail [G#] on, _ [F#] sail on, _ [C#] oh my dear ship of state.
To [G#] the shores of need, [F#] past the reefs of greed, through [C#] the swallows of hate. _ _ _
[D#m] Sail on, _ [G#] sail on, _ [F#] sail on, _
[C#] sail on. _ _
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_ _ I'm sentimental [F#] if you know [C#] what I mean.
I love the country [G#] but I can't [C#] stand the scene.
_ [F#] And I'm neither left or right, [B] I'm just staying [F#] home tonight, [C#] getting lost [F#] in that hopeless [C#] little screen. _
[F] But I'm [A#] stubborn [F] as those garbage [A#m] bags of time cannot decay.
[F] I'm chump but I'm still holding up [A#m] this little wild bouquet.
_ [G#] Democracy is coming [F#] to the [C#] USA.
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To the [C#] USA. _ _ _
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