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                Hey Manhattan! - Prefab Sprout
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Written by: Paddy McAloon
From: "From Langley Park to Memphis" (19889

Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: Standard

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CHORDS
         E-A-D-G-B-e
Bm9      x-2-0-2-2-2
G#m7     4-6-4-4-4-4
C#6      x-4-3-3-2-x
Esus4    0-2-2-2-0-0
Bm7      x-2-4-2-3-2
C#7      x-4-6-4-6-4
C#       x-4-6-6-6-4
Amaj7    x-0-2-1-2-0
A7       x-0-2-0-2-0
Dmaj7    x-x-0-2-2-2
A/C#     x-4-2-2-2(0)

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[Intro]
| A | % | Bm7 | % | 
| A | % | Bm7 | % | 


[Verse]
Bm9                         
Guess what! Summer's arrived 
G#m7                        C#6
   I feel the world's on my side
Esus4
The Brooklyn Bridge stretches below me
Bm7                   E        [Bm9]
  A billion souls all dying to know me


[Verse]
Bm9                         
Well here I am! Loaded with promise
G#m7               C#6
  And knee deep in grace
Esus4
What I want is here on my face and
Bm7             E                 
  I feel like I own the whole damn (place)


[Chorus]
A                     C#7
Hey Manhattan! Here I am! 
F#m7                      C#
Call me star-struck Uncle Sam.
Bm7
  Strolling Fifth Avenue
E                         E7        A
  Just to think Sinatra's been here too
      Amaj7    A7      Dmaj7                    A/C# [?]
These myths we can't undo, they lie in wait for you
   E                      
We live them till they're ...
A                       Bm7
True, Manhattan, doobie doo  
A                    Bm7
Hey Manhattan doobie doo 


[Verse]
Bm9                         
  Someday's you've got to get outside 
G#m7                   C#6
  Look there's "The Carlyle"
Esus4
  That's the place where Kennedy stayed,
Bm7                          E               [Bm9]
  And where were you when he died ?
               (Yeah some things are slow to fade)

[Verse]
Bm9                         
  There they were - Loaded with promise
G#m7           C#6
  Knee deep in fate
Esus4
  When what you want shows on your face
Bm7               E              
  All that's left litters the whole damn (place)


[Chorus]
A                     C#7
Hey Manhattan! Here I am! 
F#m7                   C#
Call it bad luck Uncle Sam.
Bm7
  Scrounging Fifth Avenue
E                              E7        A
  Just to think the poor could live here too
    Amaj7    A7      Dmaj7                     A/C# [?]
But what are they to do? These myths belong to you,
   E                      
We live them till they're ...
A                       Bm7
True, Manhattan, doobie doo  
A                    Bm7
Hey Manhattan doobie doo