Исполнитель: | Bruce Springsteen (English) |
Пользователь: | dazsalt |
Длительность: | 130 секунд |
Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
Названия аккордов: | По-умолчанию |
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Комментарии к подбору: | Нет |
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Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
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Now, they blew up his house, too
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Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight
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Gonna see what them racket boys can do
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Now, there's trouble bustin' in from outta state
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And the D.A. can't get no relief
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Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade
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And the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth
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Well now, ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact
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But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back
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Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
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And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away
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But I got debts that no honest man can pay
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So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
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And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
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Now, baby, ev'rything dies, honey, that's a fact
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But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back
Em G C G
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
Em G C G
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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C Em
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold
C D Em
But with you forever I'll stay
C Em
We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold
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Put on your stockin's baby, `cause the night's getting cold
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And maybe ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact
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But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back
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Now, I been lookin' for a job, but it's hard to find
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Down here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of that line
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Well, I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end
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So, honey, last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him
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Well, I guess everything dies, baby, that's a fact
Em G D Em
But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back
Em G C G
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
Em G C G
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Em G C G
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Em G C G
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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