Brooklyn roads    (video)    (intro)    (midi)

 

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1.     If I close my eyes,        I can almost hear my mother,

A                           A7

    callin', "Neil, go find your brother,

D                                       G                         D

    Daddy's home, and it's time for supper, hurry on!"

 

    A                          A7    - A                        A7

2.     And I see two boys         racin' up two flights of staircase,

A                          A7

    squirmin' into Papa's embrace,

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    and his whiskers warm on their face, where's it gone ?

                A

    Oh, where's it gone ?

 

D                                    Gm       - C                            F

    Two floors above the butcher       first door on the right,

Dm                         F                               Dm

    life filled to the brim as I stood by my window,

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    and looked out on those Brooklyn roads.

 

    A                     A7   - A                                   A7

3.     I can still recall         the smells of cookin' in the hallways,

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    rubbers drying in the doorways,

D                            G                       D

    and report cards I was always afraid to show.

 

    A                                    A7   - A                                 A7

4.     Mama'd come to school,         and as I'd sit there softly crying,

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    teacher'd say, "He's just not trying.

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    Got a good head if he'd apply it, but you know yourself,

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    It's always somewhere else.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

D                     Gm    - C                               F

    I built me a castle        with dragons and kings,

Dm                                 F                               Dm

    and I'd ride off with them as I stood by my window,

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    and looked out on those Brooklyn roads.

 

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    A                               A7     - A                                  A7

3.     Thought of going back,         but all I'd see are stranger's faces,

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    and all the scars that love erases.

D                                           G                                   D

    But as my mind walks through those places, I'm wonderin'

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    what's come of them.

 

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    Does some other young        boy come home to my room ?

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    Does he dream what I did as he stands by my window,

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    and looks out on those Brooklyn roads, Brooklyn roads ?

 

    (midi in G) (Neil Diamond)