Harry Chapin – Sounds Like America To Me (Guitar)

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Well I don’t know about inflation

      A           B
Who makes what inflate

      E
Each new taste sensation

    A                 B
I don’t know why it rates

           C#m
And though in my imagination

    G#m            A
I’m sure of how I feel

     F#m
My present hesitation

   C#m              B
Is I’m afraid it’s real

    E                     G#m
Sometimes these days it’s hard to choose

     A                B
The one right road to go

    C#m          G#m             B
But this then is all I’m sure I know

        A                 B
I know when a child is hurting\

            E    E/D#    C#m     C#m/B
That the silence can be wrong

   A                              B
I know that when old folks are helpless

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I can’t just pass along

       A                    B
And I know when someone’s hungry

    E        E/D#      C#m     C#m/B
I can’t just sing this song

           F#m             B
And when I hear somebody crying

  F#m                B                C#m    C#m/B
I can’t just wonder who that it could be

       F#m                   B
Well I hear somebody crying now

       F#m                 B       E
And it sure sounds like America to me

    E
Insecurity can beat me darling

        A                      B
But sometimes that’s where I’m at

      E
So I hope that you can keep me darling

             A                   B
So that at least I can count on that

        C#m
You see some things stir me deeply

         G#m               A
Though I try to hide from pain

    F#m
But wide awake or sleeping

        C#m            B
Some questions still remain

    E                     G#m
Sometimes these days it’s hard to choose

     A                B
The one right road to go

    C#m          G#m             B
But this then is all I’m sure I know

        A                 B
I know when a child is hurting

            E    E/D#    C#m     C#m/B
That the silence can be wrong

   A                              B
I know that when old folks are helpless

    E        E/D#  C#m     C#m/B
I can’t just pass along

       A                    B
And I know when someone’s hungry

    E        E/D#      C#m     C#m/B
I can’t just sing this song

           F#m             B
And when I hear somebody crying

  F#m                B                C#m    C#m/B
I can’t just wonder who that it could be

       F#m                   B
Well I hear somebody crying now

       F#m                 B       E
And it sure sounds like America to me

    E
Sometimes a simple question

          A               B
Is much better than the truth

    E
Sometimes we need our experience

    A                   B
Sometimes we need our youth

   C#m
Sometimes the signs pouring out to us

     G#m               A
That we have lost our way

   F#m
Sometimes the times are times that look

    C#m             B
An awful lot like today

    E                     G#m
Sometimes these days it’s hard to choose

     A                B
The one right road to go

    C#m          G#m             B
But this then is all I’m sure I know

        A                 B
I know when a child is hurting

            E    E/D#    C#m     C#m/B
That the silence can be wrong

   A                              B
I know that when old folks are helpless

    E        E/D#  C#m     C#m/B
I can’t just pass along

       A                    B
And I know when someone’s hungry

    E        E/D#      C#m     C#m/B
I can’t just sing this song

           F#m             B
And when I hear somebody crying

  F#m                B                C#m    C#m/B
I can’t just wonder who that it could be

       F#m                   B
Well I hear somebody crying now

       F#m                 B       E
And it sure sounds like America to me