There’s a black man

with a black cat

liv in’ in a black neigh bor hood.

sta tion.

He’s got an in ter state run nin’ through his front yard.

ca You know, he (F)thinks he’s (C)got it so good.

(G)na tion.”

And there’s a wom an when in the kitch en

clean in’ up the eve nin’ slop.

dent.”

And he looks at her and says, “Hey dar lin’, I can re mem ber when you could a stop a clock.”

Oh, but ain’t that A mer i ca, for you and me!

Ain’t that A mer i ca some thin’ to see, ba by!

Ain’t that A mer i ca, home of the free!

Yeah,

lit tle pink hous es for (C)you and me,

oh

yeah, for you and me.

There’s a young man

in a T shirt

lis t’nin’ to a rock in’ roll in’ sta tion.

He’s got an greas y hair and a high greas y smile ca that says, “Lord, (F)this must (C)be my des ti (G)na tion.”

And ’Cause they told me

when I was young er,

“Boy, you gon na be pres i dent.”

But just like ev ’ry ba thing else, those old cra can re zy dreams just you kind the came and went.

Oh, but ain’t that A mer i ca, for you and me!

Ain’t that A mer i ca some thin’ to see, ba by!

Ain’t that A mer i ca, home of the free!

Yeah,

lit tle pink hous es for (C)you and me, oh

yeah, for you and me.

Well, there’s