[Intro]
[A] [Dm] [A]
[Verse1]
It's c[A]oming through a h[D]ole in the a[A]ir
F[A]rom those nights in Tia[D]nanmen Sq[A]uare
It's co[D]coming from the feel that t[Dm]this ain't exactly real
Or it's re[A]real, but it ain't exactly there
From the w[C#]wars against disorder
From the s[F#m]sirens night and day
From the f[C#]fires of the homeless
From the a[F#m]ashes of the gay
Dem[E]ocracy is coming[D] to the U[A]SA
[Verse2]
I[A]It's coming through a [D]crack in the w[A]wall
[A]On a visionary fl[D]flood of alc[A]alcohol
From the sta[D]staggering account of the Se[Dm]Sermon on the Mount
Which I do[A]don't pretend to understand at all
It's co[C#]coming from the silence on the [F#m]dock of the bay
From the b[C#]brave, the bold,
the battered [F#m]heart of Chevrolet
De[E]mocracy is coming[D] to the U[A]SA
[Verse3]
I[A]t's coming from the so[D]rrow in the st[A]reet
T[A]he holy places wh[D]ere the races m[A]eet
From the h[D]homicidal bitchin'
That goes d[Dm]down in every kitchen
To det[A]determine who will serve and who will eat
From the w[C#]wells of disappointment
Where the [F#m]women kneel to pray
For the g[C#]grace of God in the desert here
And the [F#m]desert far away
D[E]emocracy is coming[D] to the U[A]SA
[Chorus]
Sail [E]on, sail o[D]on
O mi[A]mighty ship of state
To the sh[E]shores of need
Past the re[D]reefs of greed
Through the sq[A]squalls of hate
Sail [Bm]on, sail [E]on, sail [D]on[A]on
[Verse4]
[A]It's coming to Am[D]America fi[A]first
The cra[A]dle of the b[D]est, of the wo[A]rst
It's h[D]here they've got the range
And the m[Dm]machinery for change
And it's h[A]here they've got the spiritual thirst
It's h[C#]here the family's broken
And it's [F#m]here the lonely say
That the h[C#]heart has got to open
In a f[F#m]fundamental way
D[E]emocracy is coming[D] to the U[A]SA
[Verse5]
It's co[A]ming from the w[D]omen and the m[A]en
Oh b[A]baby, we'll be [D]making love ag[A]again
We[D]We'll be going down so deep
That the r[Dm]river's going to weep
And the mou[A]mountain's gonna shout "Amen"
It's co[C#]coming like the tidal flood b[F#m]beneath the lunar sway
Im[C#]Imperial, mysterious, in a[F#m]amorous array
De[E]mocracy is coming[D] to the U[A]SA
[Chorus]
Sail [E]on, sail o[D]on
O mi[A]mighty ship of state
To the sh[E]shores of need
Past the r[D]reefs of greed
Through the sq[A]squalls of hate
Sail [Bm]on, sail [E]on, sail [D]on[A]on
[Interlude]
[A] [Dm] [A] [Dm] [A]
[Verse6]
I'm se[A]ntimental, if you kn[D]ow what I m[A]ean
Oh, I l[A]ove the country, but I c[D]an't stand the s[A]cene
And I'm ne[D]neither left or right,
I'm just s[Dm]staying home tonight
Getting l[A]lost in that hopeless little screen
But I'm st[C#]stubborn as those garbage bags that[F#m]that time cannot decay
I'm j[C#]junk, but I'm still
holding up this l[F#m]little wild bouquet
D[E]emocracy is coming to,[D] to the U[A]SA
[D] To the[A]the USA
[D] To the [A]USA
[D] To the [A]USA