E Echoes of the Broadway Everglades Am7+
With her Am7 mythical ma-Ebdim donnas
Still E walking in their shades

E Lenny Bruce, declares a truce and Am7+ plays his other hand.
Am7 Marshall McLuhan, Ebdim casual viewin,
Head E buried in the sand.

E Sirens on the E7 rooftops wailing
Am But there’s no ship sailing. D
E Groucho, with his E7 movies trailing
Am Stands alone with his punchline D fai-E ling.

E Klu Klux Klan serve hot soul food
And the Am7+ band plays In the Mood
The Am7 cheerleader waves her cyanide Ebdim wand,
There’s a E smell of peach blossom and bitter almonde.

E Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and Am7+ leads the parade
He Am7 knows in a Ebdim scent you can E bottle all you made.

There’s E Howard Hughes in E7 blue suede shoes,
Am Smiling at the majorettes smoking Winston D Cigarettes E E7
And as the Am song and dance begins, D
The E children play at E7 home with A needles;
B needles and C# pins