Capo: 2 Tuning: E A D G B E

Gordon Lightfoot - Cold Hands From New York CAPO: 2nd Fret [INTRO:] G [VERSE 1:] I came down to Albany

To New York, to find what I'd been ^Fmissing I ^Glooked across the river to The city where the windows all stood ^Fglistening I stood ^Emlistening

[VERSE 2:]

In^Gto a tunnel I did ride Like a grave inside, but I was young and ^Fable When ^GI came out the other end Through the smoke the winter light was ^Ffeeble Un^Emreadable

[VERSE 3:]

^GI was optimistic though A cabbie told me where to go, I ^Fthanked him A ^Gface of white a face of brown Here a smile, there a look of ^Fdanger For a ^Emstranger

[CHORUS 1:]

^DmIt was too unreal for me I ^Emfound no one who trusted me There ^Fwas no man could offer me A ^Gcold hand from New York^F____^Em__

[CHORUS 2:]

^GCold hands from New York A voice with^Fin you cries "Won't someone please ^Ghelp me"

I'll do the same for you one day

If ^Fyou should ever pass my way and ^Gneed me ^Em ^A7 ^F ^D ^D7

[VERSE 4:]

^GI came down to live alone In New York, the city of the li^Fving ^GThere were fortunes at my feet But most of men were taking, none were ^Fgiving Or for^Emgiving

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^GChildren ran and children played And roses grew in alleyways, I ^Fsaw them ^GThere were men who lived in style And others who had died where no one ^Fknew them 'Because they ^Emcouldn't win

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^GThere were parks where old men slept And dingy rooms where babies crept, un^Fwanted 'Til ^GI began to ask myself If there was hope or if it mattered ^Fwhat they did Or ^Emif they lived

[CHORUS 1:]

^DmIt was too unreal for me I ^Emfound no one who trusted me There ^Fwas no man could offer me A ^Gcold hand from New York^F____^Em__

[CHORUS 2:]

^GCold hands from New York A voice with^Fin you cries "Won't someone please ^Ghelp me"

I'll do the same for you one day

If ^Fyou should ever pass my way and ^Gneed me ^Em ^A7 ^F ^D ^D7

[VERSE 7:]

^GI came down to Albany To New York, to find what I'd been ^Fmissing I ^Glooked across the river to The city where the windows all stood ^Fglistening I stood ^Emlistening

[VERSE 8:]

^GThere were prophets in the squares And people there who smiled and said for^Fget it ^GThere were lovers in the park And there was danger in the dark, I ^Ffelt it So a^Emfraid of it

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^GThere were preachers of the word And poets who were never heard, I ^Fheard them ^GThere were those who would not try To learn the measure ^Fof the lie They're ^Emliving

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I ^Gheard a young musician play In a place where they paid you not to ^Flisten I ^Gheard a woman scream for help While men stood by and offered their best ^Fwishes That's ^Emhow it is

[CHORUS 1:]

^DmIt was too unreal for me I ^Emfound no one who trusted me There ^Fwas no man could offer me A ^Gcold hand from New York^F____^Em__

[CHORUS 2:]

^GCold hands from New York A voice with^Fin you cries "Won't someone please ^Ghelp me"

I'll do the same for you one day

If ^Fyou should ever pass my way and ^Gneed me

[CHORUS 2:] Cold hands from New York

A voice with^Fin you cries "Won't someone please ^Ghelp me"

I'll do the same for you one day

If ^Fyou should ever pass my way and ^Gneed me

[CHORUS 2:] Cold hands from New York

A voice with^Fin you cries "Won't someone please ^Ghelp me"

I'll do the same for you one day

If ^Fyou should ever pass my way and ^Gneed me ^Em ^A7 ^F ^D ^D7

Gordon Lightfoot - Cold hands from new york