My Petersburg (from Anastasia)

(C)I grew up on the sly

(F)in the (Em7)gutters and the (Am)streets of (G)Petersburg.

(C)Just a kid on the fly

(F)getting (Em7)good at getting (Am)by in (Bb)(F)Petersburg.

(G)I've (A)bartered for a blanket, stolen for my bread,

(A)learned to take my chances and (Asus)use (A)my (E)head.

(A)A Russian rat is clever.

Clever or he ends up (Bsus)dead!

(B)Boils down to:

(A)there are some who survive.

Some who don't.

(Bm7)Some give up.

Some give (C#7)in.

Me, (F#)I won't!

(Bm7)Black and blue, (A)welcome to

(D)my Petersburg.

(C)Standing here, you can see

(Fsus2)from the (Em7)spires to the (Am)piers of (C)(Gsus)Petersburg!

(C)I'd be down on that quay

(Fsus2)(F)selling (Em7)stolen (Am)souvenirs of (Bb)(F)Petersburg!

(G)The (A)palaces above and alleyways below,

(A)funny when a city is (Asus)all (A)you (E)know.

(A)How even when you hate it,

something in you loves it (Bsus)so!

(B)That's where I (A)learned my stuff in some rough

company. (Bm7)There's the boy growing (C#7)up

(A)who was me.

(Bm7)All I've been, all I'll be.

(E7sus)We (E)can (Eb)do what we're told,

we can (Dm7)go where we're led.

But I (Gm7)learned from my (C7)father to (F)see what's ahead.

(G)Nothing here to hold me.

No one that I owe.

Funny how a boy (D)can (G)grow.

(A)Funny how a city tells you when it's time to (Bsus)go!

(B)Boils down to:

(A)there are some who have walls yet to climb.

(Bm7)You and I, on the (C#7)fly,

(A)just in time!

(Bm7)But tonight, there's a (E7)sky and quite a (C#m7)view.