Capo 3rd fret. As played on Letterman

E                             A               E
Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown
A                 E                 B7                   E
Dirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a sound
E                                      A                       E
I'm on a roll, mama, I gotta go, gotta get there while I still can
A                 E                   E7                        B7
Troubled days are behind me now and I know they're gonna let me in

E                              E7                 E7        
When you see me walkin' up the empty yard, just a-singin' and a-clappin' my
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hands
A                                E                       B7
Tell my mama I love her, tell my father I tried, give my money to my baby
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to spend

      E                             A               E
cause Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown
A                 E                 B7                   E    
Dirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a sound

E E A E A E B7 E
   
E                            A                  E 
Good times come and they go, even a good man'll break
A                      E                   E7                        B7
He'll let his troubles bury him whole even though he knows what's at stake
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So I'm taking no chances, carrying over while I'm still good in His grace
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I'm no fool, mama, I know the difference between tempting and choosing my
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fate

      E                             A               E
cause Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown
A                 E                 B7                   E
Dirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a sound

E                             A
Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown
A                 E                 B7                   E
Dirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a sound

E                             A               E 
Lord, I'm goin' uptown to the Harlem River to drown
A                 E                 B7                   E 
Dirty water gonna cover me over and I'm not gonna make a sound
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