brooklyn kid , performed by cross canadian ragweed
key : D
brooklyn kid ( capo 2nd )
D
well i gotta friend that lives south of town
loves to sit and burn one down
Bm C D
spin some vinyl on his stereo
D
every now and then he speaks of war
one tour of duty on a foreign shore
Bm C D
fightin’ for his way home
F C D
fightin’ for his way home
( Bm C D ) 2
x
returnin’ home to his native land
left new york for texas man
quieter times were in his cards
he met a girl she met a man
dropped to his knees and he took her hand
a simple life ain’t that hard
no , a simple life ain’t all that hard
( Bm C D ) 2
x
a new generation on the ground
nothin’ in the world could bring him down
flyin’ like he had wings
several years came and went
not one of them was poorly spent
a good man’s life he was chiselin’
yeah , a good man’s life he was chiselin’
( Bm C D ) 2
x
reflecting on the viet – cong
uncle john’s band and a dylan song
smellin’ like it’s supper time
you know it brought a tear to his eye
the day that jerry garcia died
he said he was the genius of his time
yeah , a friend of the devil is a friend of mine
don’t try to find it
make the time
a couple of joints and a bottle of wine
you’ll be glad that you did
with the grateful dead spinnin’ round
kick your feet back and be astound
by the life of the brooklyn kid
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brooklyn kid , performed by cross canadian ragweed
key : D
brooklyn kid ( capo 2nd )
D
well i gotta friend that lives south of town
loves to sit and burn one down
Bm C D
spin some vinyl on his stereo
D
every now and then he speaks of war
one tour of duty on a foreign shore
Bm C D
fightin’ for his way home
F C D
fightin’ for his way home
( Bm C D ) 2
x
returnin’ home to his native land
left new york for texas man
quieter times were in his cards
he met a girl she met a man
dropped to his knees and he took her hand
a simple life ain’t that hard
no , a simple life ain’t all that hard
( Bm C D ) 2
x
a new generation on the ground
nothin’ in the world could bring him down
flyin’ like he had wings
several years came and went
not one of them was poorly spent
a good man’s life he was chiselin’
yeah , a good man’s life he was chiselin’
( Bm C D ) 2
x
reflecting on the viet – cong
uncle john’s band and a dylan song
smellin’ like it’s supper time
you know it brought a tear to his eye
the day that jerry garcia died
he said he was the genius of his time
yeah , a friend of the devil is a friend of mine
don’t try to find it
make the time
a couple of joints and a bottle of wine
you’ll be glad that you did
with the grateful dead spinnin’ round
kick your feet back and be astound
by the life of the brooklyn kid
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