Intro G D Am C G D Am C G Verse G D I can't say that I love this place where I live Am C This particular geographical location but I've grown use to it G D And now I miss it when I'm away, of course when I was a kid Am C My father would take me with him down to the bowery where the bums where G D And in the restaurants supply stores he would buy shiny steel refrigerators Am C And deadly looking stoves G D While I begged him to take to the army navy surplus stores on canal street Am C G to buy big dead bullets Verse G D Am C He wore a short cordury jacket, an informal hat with puff of feather G D Am C And he talked with his hands in his pants pockets jangling change G D Driving his Cadillac it was Elvis Presley's birthday Am C They said it on the radio G D Am C My father like Elvis and it was worderful G We drove trough black nieghborhoods D Am C G On Long Island's north shore When Elvis was alive Verse G D My father was from Brooklyn and the depression left his mark Am C From picking up coal on the railroad tracks G D Am C He didn't have a good word to say about Franklin Delano Roosvelt G D Later I liked elegant hotel bars Am C where I could drink under F. Scott Fitzgerald Skies G D Am C The coolest of the cool, never a child on Elvis Presley's birthday's G D Am C My dead father jangling change Outro G D Am C This is an unreal City, you can be anybody when you're alone Ending G D Am C G D Am C G