Georgie On The IRT Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[G][D][Eb][D][G]

[Verse 1]
[G]Along come the I .R .T.
A [C]cannon ballin' [G]through
From 242nd Street
[D]To [Bb]Flatbush [D]Avenue
[Eb]At 5 .15[D], [G]one Friday eve,
she [C]pulled into Times [G]Square.
The people filled the station,
and [D]Geor[Eb]gie, [D]he was the[G]re.
The people filled the station,
[C]they milled and massed around.
[G]And Georgie looked upon that train,
and [Bb]it was Brooklyn bo[Eb]und.
He [G]vowed at once that train to board,
that [C]we cannot [G]deroam.
For Georgie was the shipping clerk,
an[Eb]d Brooklyn was his hom[G]e.

[Interlude 1]
[G][C][C#][C]
[G][Eb][Bb][A][Eb][D][G][C#][G]
[D][G]

[Verse 2]
[G]The people filled the station,
a [C]million [C#]head [C]or mor[G]e.
George used his elbows and his knees
un[C]til [Bb]he r[Bbm]eached[Bb] the door.[Eb]
[D]But [G]when he reached those portals,
he [C]could not [C#]take [C]the [G]gaff.
The conductor [Ab]shut [G]the door on him
and [D]cut poor George in [G]half.
The train pulled out of Times Square,
the [C#]Swift is on [C]the [G]line.
It carried poor George's head along,
but it [A]left his body [Bb]be hi[Eb]nd.
[D]Poor [G]George, he died a hero's death,
his [C]martyr[C#]dom's plain to [C]see.[G]
And the very last words
that George, said,
were [D]screw the [G]IRT.
So when you ride the I .R .T.
and [C]you [C#]approach [C]Times [G]Square,
incline your head a few degrees
and say [A]a silent p[Eb]rayer,
[D]for his body [G]lies between the tides,
amidst the dust and dew.
In his head it [G]rides the I .R [G].T.
to Flatbush Avenue.