New York Times Chords

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AmHetti Blackbird, Hetti BlackbiCrd, Hetti BlackbiEmrd,

that's the Indian's namGe

Out in South DakoAmta, he stole a gold Range RoCver

and he drove it all Emover the empty plains G

While Apache pilAmots haunt the River TigrCess

in the laughing sileEmnce of the desert niGght

& the price of cocainAme on a favourite ball Cgame

I read it allEm baby in the New York TimeCs.

A pervert from Jersey with a thirty-thirty,

found them girls rehearsing in a ballet school

And when he bust in point his musket

he turned lilly white muslin into bright red bloom

As I read it here on the coffee street pier

I can't help but hear them buildings fall

And the way they came down, and way they jumped out,

there's no baseball glove in town

That's gonna catch them all.

So every New Year we come to Times Square

and we all howl there when the big ball drops.

Don't trust your junk mail, don't touch the third rail,

and baby don't' you dare hail the King of pop.

Cos the day they found him and brought his body

in the things that Doctor did was enough to strike you blind.

So make my Lilly white lover, oh and oh my brother,

never make the cover of the New York Times