Wind of change

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F#m7
    In the streets of New York City
                           B9
    every man can feel the cold,
  F#m7
    and I don't want no pity,
                        B9
    but I want my story told.
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    And the lights    shine down on me,
                             B9
    they shine on the little boy,
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    is this way to make him pay
                              B9
    being born in a world of joy?
                A                                  Amaj7
    But like me,  he don't know where he'll go wrong,
                              Bm7
    he won't cry so many tears
                 Dm
    till he finds  out why he don't belong.
             A                                 Amaj7
    Like me,   there's no room for us out there,
                                     Bm7
    you can lose your hope and pride,
                 Dm
    when it comes  to broken dreams
    you'll get your share.
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    Sometimes a man     breaks down,
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    and the good   things he is looking for
        F#m7             B9
    are crushed into the ground.
              F#m7
    Get on up,    look around,
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    can't you feel the wind of change?
              F#m7
    Get on up,    taste the air,
                               B9
    can't you see the wind of change?
    F#m7
    Don't you understand what I'm saying?
                       B9
    We need a god down here,
F#m7
    a man to lead us children,
                               B9
    take us from the valley of fear.
                   F#m7
    Make the lights    shine down on us,
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    show us the road to go,
F#m7
    help us survive, make us arrive,
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    teach us what we need to know.
            A                                      Amaj7
    Like me,   he don't know where he'll go wrong,
                              Bm7
    he won't cry so many tears
                 Dm
    till he finds   out why he don't belong.
             A                                 Amaj7
    Like me,   there's no room for us out there,
                                     Bm7
    you can lose your hope and pride,
                 Dm
    when it comes  to broken dreams
    you'll get your share.
F#m7     B9         F#m7        B9
    Sometimes a man     breaks down,
                F#m7            B9
    and the good   things he is looking for
        F#m7             B9
    are crushed into the ground.
              F#m7
    Get on up,    look around,
                                B9
    can't you feel the wind of change?
              F#m7
    Get on up,    taste the air,
                               B9
    can't you see the wind of change?
              F#m7
    Get on up,    look around,
                                B9
    can't you feel the wind of change?
              F#m7
    Get on up,    taste the air,
                               B9
    can't you see the wind of change?
              F#m7
    Get on up,    look around,
                                B9
    can't you feel the wind of change?
              F#m7
    Get on up,    taste the air,
                               B9
    can't you see the wind of change?