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What Made America Famous?

Harry Chapin
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It  was the town that made America famous
  Am D G The churches full and the kids
 gone to hell
Six  traffic lights, and seven cops
 And all  the streets kept clean
The  supermarket and the drug  store and the bars  all doin' well
Now  they were the folks that made America famous
 Our local  fire department  stocked with short-haired  volunteers
And  on Saturday night, while America boozes
 The fire  department showed dirty movies
 The lawyer  and the grocer seein'  their dreams  come to life on the  movie screen
While  the plumber hopes that he won't  be seen, as he tries  to hide his fears
 And he wipes away his tears
 But somethin's  burinin' somewhere
 DOES ANYBODY CARE?
We  were the kids that made America famous
 The kind  of kids that long since drove our parents  to despair
We  were lazy long-hairs droppin' out
Lost,  confused, and coppin' out
Convinced  our futures were  in doubt
And  tryin' not to care
We  lived in the house that made America famous
 It was a run-down  slum, the shame  of all the decent  folks in town
We're  hippies and some welfare cases
Crowded  families of cold,  black faces
Cramped  inside some cracked old  boards
The  best that we all could  afford
But  still too fine for the rich  landlord to ever tear  it down
And  we could hear the sound
 Of somethin'  burnin' somewhere
 IS ANYBODY  THERE?
We  all lived the life that made America famous
 Our cops  would make a point to shadow us  around our town
And  we love children put a swastika on the bright  red firehouse door
America,  the beautiful,  it makes  a body proud
And  then came the night that made America famous
 Was it carelessness  or someone's  sick idea  of a joke?
 In the tinder-box  trap we hippies lived in someone  struck a spark
 At first  I thought that I was dreamin'
Then  I saw the first flames gleamin'
And  heard the sound of children  screamin'
Comin'  through the smoke
 And somethin's  burnin' somewhere
 DOES ANYBODY CARE?
Oh,  it was the fire that made America famous
 The sirens  wailed and the firemen stumbled sleepin'  from their homes
And  when the plumber yelled, "C'mon, let's go!"
They  saw what was burnin' and said, "Take  it  slow"
"Let  'em sweat a little"
"They'll  never know"
"And  besides, we just cleaned the chrome"
Said  the plumber, "Then I'm goin' alone"
Well  he rolled on up in the fire truck
And  raised the ladder to the ledge
 While me  and my girl and a couple  of kids were clinging  like bats to the edge
We  staggered to salvation
Collapsed  on the street
 And I  never thought that a fat  man's face
 Would ever  look so sweet
I  shook his hand in the scene that made America famous
 And he smiled  from the heart that made  America great
 We spent the rest  of that night in the home of this man that we'd  never known before
 It's funny;  when you get  that close, it's kind  of hard to hate
I  went to sleep with the hope that made America famous
 I had the kind  of a dream that maybe  they're still trying  to teach in school
O'  the America that made America famous
And  of the people who just might understand
That  how together, yes  we can
Create  a country better than
The  one we have made of this land
We  have the choice
To  make each man
Who  dares to dream
Reachin'  out his hand
A  prophet or just a crazy damn dreamer or a fraud
 Yes, a crazy fraud
 and somethin's  burnin' somewhere
DOES  ANYBODY CARE?
 IS ANYBODY THERE?
 IS ANYBODY THERE?????
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Readable chord sheet for What Made America Famous? by Harry Chapin

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[N.C.]

[G]It was the town that made America [C]famous[C/B]
    Am                     D                G                               The churches full and the kids
gone to hell
[G]Six traffic lights, and seven cops
And [C]all the streets kept clea[C]n  [C]    [B]
[Am]The supermarket and the d[D]rug store and the b[C]ars all doin' w[G]ell

[G]Now they were the folks that made America [C]famous [C/B]
Our [Am]local fire depar[C]tment stocked with [D]short-haired volunt[G]eers
[G]And on Saturday night, while America boozes
The [C]fire department showed dirty [C]movies [C]   [B]
The [Am]lawyer and the grocer s[C/B]eein' t[Am]heir [C/G]dreams come to life on th[Am]e movie scr[C/G]een
[F]While the plumber hopes that he [D]won't be seen, as he [C]tries to hide his fears
And he wipes away his [G]tears

But [Bb]somethin's burinin' [A]somewhere
DOES [B]ANYBODY [G]CARE?

[G]We were the kids that made America [C]famous [C/B]
The [Am]kind of kids that long since drove our [D]parents to [G]despair
[G]We were lazy long-hairs droppin' out
[C]Lost, confused, and coppin' [C]out [C]   [B]
[Am]Convinced our futures [D]were in doubt
[C]And tryin' not to [G]care

[G]We lived in the house that made America [C]famous [C/B]
It was a [Am]run-down slum, the [C]shame of all the [D]decent folks in [G]town
[G]We're hippies and some welfare cases
[C]Crowded families of [C]cold, black [C]fa[B]ces
[Am]Cramped inside some cracked o[C/B]ld boar[Am]ds
[C/G]The best that we all coul[Am]d affor[C/G]d
[F]But still too fine for the [D]rich landlord to ever [C]tear it down
[G]And we could hear the sound

Of [Bb]somethin' burnin' [A]somewhere
IS A[B]NYBODY T[G]HERE?

[G]We all lived the life that made America [C]famous [C/B]
Our [Am]cops would make a point to shadow [D]us around our [G]town
[G]And we love children put a swastika on the [C]bright red firehouse [C]door [C]   [B]
[Am]America, the [D]beautiful, it [C]makes a body [G]proud

[G]And then came the night that made America [C]famous [C/B]
Was it [Am]carelessness or [C]someone's sick [D]idea of a [G]joke?
In the [G]tinder-box trap we hippies lived in [C]someone struck a [C]spark [C]   [B]
At [Am]first I thought that I was [C/B]dreami[Am]n'
[C/G]Then I saw the first flames [Am]gleami[C/G]n'
[F]And heard the sound of [D]children screamin'
[C]Comin' through the [G]smoke

And [Bb]somethin's burnin' [A]somewhere
DOES [B]ANYBODY [G]CARE?

[G]Oh, it was the fire that made America [C]famous [C/B]
The [Am]sirens wailed and the firemen stumbled [D]sleepin' from their [G]homes
[G]And when the plumber yelled, "C'mon, let's go!"
[C]They saw what was burnin' and said, "T[C]ake it[C] s[B]low"
[Am]"Let 'em sweat a little"
[D]"They'll never know"
[C]"And besides, we just cleaned the chrome"
[N.C.]Said the plumber, "Then I'm goin' [G]alone"

[G]Well he rolled on up in the fire truck
[Am]And raised the ladder to the ledge
While [C]me and my girl and a [C/B]couple of kids were [Am]clinging like bats to the [D]edge
[G]We staggered to salvation
[C]Collapsed on the stree[C]t  [C]    [B]
And [Am]I never thought that a [D]fat man's face
Would [C]ever look so [G]sweet

[G]I shook his hand in the scene that made America [C]famous [C/B]
And he [Am]smiled from the heart that [D]made America [G]great
We spent the [G]rest of that night in the home of this man that [C]we'd never known [C]befor[C]e [B]
It's [Am]funny; when you [D]get that close, it's [C]kind of hard to [G]hate

[G]I went to sleep with the hope that made America [C]famous[C/B]
I had the [Am]kind of a dream that [C]maybe they're still [D]trying to teach in [G]school
[G]O'  the America that made America [C]famous [C/B]
[Am]And of the people who just might [C/B]underst[Am]and
[C/G]That how together, [Am]yes we [C/G]can
[F]Create a country better than
[D]The one we have made of this land
[F]We have the choice
[F]To make each man
[D]Who dares to dream
[D]Reachin' out his hand
[C]A prophet or just a crazy damn dreamer or a [G]fraud
Yes, a [C]crazy [G]fraud

and [Bb]somethin's burnin' [A]somewhere
[B]DOES ANYBODY [G]CARE?
IS ANYBODY [G]THERE?
IS ANYBODY [G]THERE?????
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