Cold Hands From New York
(G) I came down from Albany
To New York to find what I'd been (F) missing
I (G) looked across the river to
The city where the windows all stood (F) glistening, I stood (Em) listening
In(G)to a tunnel I did ride
Like a grave inside, but I was young and (F) able
When (G) I came out the other end
Through the smoke the winter light was (F) feeble, un(Em)readable
(G) I was optimistic though
A cabbie told me where to go, I (F) thanked him
A (G) face of white a face of brown
Here a smile, there a look of (F) danger, for a (Em) stranger
(Dm)
It
was too unreal for me
I
(Em) found no one who trusted me
There
(F) was no man could offer me
A
(G) cold hand from New York
(F) (Em)
(G)
Cold
hands from New York
A voice
with(F)in you
cries won't someone please (G) help
me
I'll do
the same for you one day
If
(F)
you
should ever pass my way and (G) need
me (Em) (A7) (F) (D) (D7)
I
came down
to live alone
In New
York the city of the living
There were
fortunes at my feet
But most
of men were taking, none were giving, or forgiving
Children
ran and children played
And roses
grew in alleyways, I saw them
There were
men who lived in style
And others
who had died where no one knew them
'Cause
they couldn't win
There were
parks where old men slept
And dingy
rooms where babies crept unwanted
Til I began
to ask myself
If there
was hope or if it mattered what the did, or if they lived
(CHORUS)
I
came down
from Albany
To New
York to find what I'd been missing
I looked
across the river to
The city
where the windows all stood glistening, I stood listening
There were
prophets in the squares
And people
there who smiled and said forget it
There were
lovers in the park
And there
was danger in the dark, I felt it, so afraid of it
There were
preachers of the word
And poets
who were never heard, I heard them
There were
those who would not try
To learn
the measure of the lie they're living
I heard
a young musician play
In a place
where they paid you not to listen
I heard
a woman scream for help
While men
stood by and offered their best wishes, that's how it is
(CHORUS)
