New Year Found

(G)Come with me, love.

(D)Bring your wine, love;

(C)set it by the bed.

First we'll clink and (D)then we'll drink to (C)toast the year that's fled.

(Em)Outside all the horns are blaring;

the (C)midnight bells have rung on this,

our first new year, and love so (D)young.

(G)Oh, my India, my (C)newfound land.

My America, come take my hand.

Oh, my India, my brave new land.

My America, for you I stand.

Oh, my India, my newfound land.

My America, I'm your new man.