Bruce Springsteen - Greetings From Asbury Park, NJ
Blinded By The Light Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=208 Transcribed By: ZL BLINDED BY THE LIGHT from Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. INTRO: (See tab) A E B E A E B E A E B E A E B E FUNK: E A E E A E (see tab) E A B E Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat A B E In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat A B E With a boulder on my shoulder feelin' kinda older I tripped the merry-go-round A B E With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground A B E Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot snappin' his fingers clappin' his hands A B E And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand A B E And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand A B E And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers Daddy's within earshot save the buckshot turn up the band CHORUS A B E And she was blinded by the light A B E Ooh cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night A B E C#m B A E A E C#m Blinded by the light she got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright E A B E Some brimstone baritone anticyclone rolling stone preacher from the east A B E He says: "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least" A B E And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone watchin' the young girls dance A B E And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance CHORUS A B E And he was blinded by the light A B E Ooh cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night A B E C#m B A E A E C#m Blinded by the light he got down but she never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight B A E Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes B A E She said I'll turn you on sonny to something strong if you play that song with the funky break B A E And go-cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside B A E C#m And little Early-Bearly came in by her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride E A B E Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer playin' backyard bombardier A B E Yes and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent some dude with a calling card, he said, do what you like, but don't do it here A B E Well I jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground, asked him which was the way back home A B E He said take a right at the light, keep going straight until night, and then boy you're on your own A B E And now in Zanzibar a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car hummin' a lunar tune A B E Yes, and the avatar said blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar, we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon A B E And some kidnapped handicap was complaining that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night A B E Well I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but he'd figured he'd be alright CHORUS A B E He was just blinded by the light A B E Ooh cut loose like a deuce another runner in the night A B C#m B A Blinded by the light Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun E A E A Oh but mama that's where the fun is.....ooh E A I was blinded, oh but mama, oh but mama E A I was blinded, oh but mama E A I was blinded, I was blinded E A I was blinded, I was blinded E A I was blinded, I was blinded E A I was blinded, I was blinded E A I was blinded, I was blinded E A I was blinded E I was blind yeah ----------------------------------------- INTRO: A E B E E-12----12-12-----7--77-----------------------------7--- B-12H14-14-14P12--7H999P7-----12---------------10-9-7-9- G--------------------------11B--B11-9H11P9--9--9--9-8-9- D-----------------------------------------11---11-9-9-9- A---------------------------------------------------9--- E---------------------------------------------------7--- FUNK: Played very funky. Timing not shown...just feel it brother :) E A B E E--------------------------------------------- B-/9-10-9---9--------10--------12-----------9- G-/9-9--9---9--------9---------11-----------9- D-/9-11-9---9--------11--------13-----------9- A--------------------------------------------- E--------------------------------------------- Madman...Indians...teenage diplomat ----------------------------------------- CHORDS: EADGBE ------ E 022100 A X02220 B X24442 C#m X46654 ALTERNATIVES: E X79997 A 577655 B 799877 =================================================================== =================================================================== Growin' Up Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=209 Transcribed By: ZL GROWIN' UPGROWIN' UP from Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. INTRO: Csus4 C C9 C Csus4 C C9 C Csus4 C C9 C Well I stood stone like at midnight Csus4 C C9 C Suspended in my masquerade Csus4 C C9 C And I combed my hair till it was just right Csus4 C C9 C And commanded the night brigade F C G C I was open to pain and crossed by the rain F C G C And I walked on a crooked crutch F C G C I strolled all alone through a fallout zone F C G G C F C And came out with my soul untouched F G I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd F Am But when they said sit down I stood up F G Csus4 C C9 C Csus4 C C9 C Ooh-ooh growin' up Csus4 C C9 C Well The flag of piracy flew from my mast Csus4 C C9 C My sails were set wing to wing Csus4 C C9 C I had a jukebox graduate for a first mate Csus4 C C9 C She couldn't sail but she sure could sing F C G C And I pushed B-52 and bombed em with the blues F C G C With my gear set stubborn on standing F C G C I broke all the rules, strafed my old high school F C G G C F C Never once gave thought to landing F G I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd F Am But when they said come down I threw up F G Csus4 C C9 C Csus4 C C9 C Ooh-ooh growin' up SOLO: F C G C F C G C F C G C Am F G Csus4 C C9 C Csus4 C C9 C Csus4 C C9 C I took month long vacations in the stratosphere Csus4 C C9 C And you know it's really hard to hold your breath Csus4 C C9 C Swear I lost everything I ever loved or feared Csus4 C C9 C I was the cosmic kid in full costume dress F C G Well my feet they finally took root in the earth C F C G C But I got me a nice little place in the stars F C G C And I swear I found the key to the universe F C G G C F C In the engine of an old parked car F G I hid in the mother breast of the crowd F Am But when they said pull down I pulled up F G Am G Ooh-ooh growin' up F G Csus4 C C9 C Ooh-ooh growin' up OUTRO NOTES: F E D C B A G chord ----------------------------------------- NOTES: INTRO: The intro and verse riff of the song. Cs4 C C9 C E------------------ B---1---1---1---1-- G--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0- D-3---2---0---2---- A------------------ E------------------ ----------------------------------------- CHORDS: EADGBE ------ C X32010 F 133211 C9 X30010 G 320033 Am X02210 Csus4 X33010 =================================================================== =================================================================== Mary Queen Of Arkansas Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=210 Transcribed By: ZL Mary Queen Of Arkansas - Bruce Springsteen INTRO: D Bm G A7sus4 D Dsus4 D Dsus4 G Bm D Dsus4 Mary queen of Arkansas, it's not too early for dreaming D Dsus4 D Dsus4 G Bm F#m The sky is grown with cloud seed sown and a bastard's love can be redeeming G A7sus4 Dsus4 D Dsus4 D Mary, my queen, your soft hulk is reviving G A7sus4 A7 Dsus4 D No, you're not too late to desecrate, the servants are just rising G Bm D Dsus4 Well I'm just a lonely acrobat, the live wire is my trade D G Bm F#m I've been a shine boy for your acid brat and a wharf rat of your state G A7sus4 Dsus4 D Mary, my queen, your blows for freedom are missing G A7sus4 A7 Dsus4 D Woah you're not man enough for me to hate or woman enough for kissing F#m G Em D Dsus Oh the big top is for dreamers, we can take the circus all the way to the border F#m G Em F#m Oh and the gallows wait for martyrs whose papers are in order G A7sus4 Dsus4 D But I was not born to live to die and you were not born for queening G A7sus4 A7 Dsus4 D Dsus4 D Woah it's not too late to infiltrate, the servants are just leaving G Bm D Dsus4 Mary queen of Arkansas, your white skin is deceiving D Dsus4 D Dsus4 G Bm F#m You wake and wait ooh to lie in bait and you almost got me believing G A7sus4 A7 Dsus4 But on your bed Mary I can see the shadow of a noose G A7sus4 Dsus4 D Woah I don't understand how you can hold me so tight and love me so damn loose G But I know a place where we can go, Mary A7sus4 D Dsus4 Where I can get a good job and start out all over again clean G A7 Dsus4 D Woah I got contacts deep in Mexico where the servants have been seen ----------------------------------------- CHORDS: EADGBE ------ D XX0232 Bm X24432 G 320003 A7sus4 X02030 Dsus4 XX0233 F#m 244222 A7 X02020 Em 022000 =================================================================== =================================================================== Does This Bus Stop At 82nd Street? Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=667 Transcribed By: Aladdin Does This Bus Stop At 82nd Street? - Bruce Springsteen G C/G F/G C/G --8p7--7-x-x-8---8-8-8-8-x-5-5-|--5--x-x-3------------| --8----8-x-x-5---5-5-5-5-x-6-6-|--6--x-x-5------------| --0----0-----0---0-0-0-0---0-0-|--0------0------------| -------------------------------|----------------------| -------------------------------|----------------------| -------------------------------|----------------------| D G/D D7 --2---2-2-x-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-x-3-3-|--3--x-x-5------------| --3---3-3-x-3-3-3-3-3-3-3-x-3-3-|--3--x-x-3------------| --2---2-2-x-4-4-4-4-4-4-4-x-4-4-|--4--x-x-5------------| --0---------0-------------------|--0------0------------| --------------------------------|----------------------| --------------------------------|----------------------| G C G C Hey bus driver keep the change G Bm C G bless your children give them names D Am D Am Don't trust men who walk with canes Em C Drink this and you'll grow wings on your feet G C G C Broadway Mary, Joan Fontaine G Bm C G advertiser on a downtown train D Am D Am Chistmas crier bustin' cane, Em C he's in love again Em Where dock worker's dreams C mix with panther's schemes to D C G someday own the rodeo Em C Tainted women in Vistavision G C D perform for out-of-state kids at the late show G C G C Wizard imps and sweat sock pimps G Bm C G Interstellar mongrel nymphs D Am D Am Rex said that lady left him limp. Em C Love's like that - sure it is G C G C Queen of diamonds, ace of spades G Bm C G Newly discovered lovers of the everglades D Am D Am Take out a full page ad in the trades Em C To announce their arrival Em C And Mary Lou she found out how to cop D C G Em She rides to heaven on a gyroscope C The Daily News asks her for the dope G C D She says: "Man, the dope's that there's still hope" G C G C G Bm C G Senorita, Spanish rose, wipes her eyes and blows her nose D Am D Am Em Uptown in Harlem she throws a rose C to some lucky young matador G Am G7 D Em D7 C Bm ---3---0---1---2---0---2---0---2—-- ---0---1---0---3---0---1---1---3--- ---0---2---0---2---0---2---0---4--- ---0---2---0---0---2---0---2---4--- ---2---0---2-------2-------3---2--- ---3-------3-------0--------------- =================================================================== =================================================================== Lost In The Flood Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=211 Transcribed By: ZL LOST IN THE FLOOD from Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. INTRO: Em D C D G Bm The ragamuffin gunner is returnin' home like a hungry runaway C D He walks through town all alone G Bm He must be from the fort he hears the high school girls say D D/C Em Bm His countryside's burnin' with wolfman fairies dressed in drag for homicide C D G Bm The hit and run, plead sanctuary, neath a holy stone they hide C D G Bm They're breakin' beams and crosses with a spastic's reelin' perfection C D G Bm nuns run bald through Vatican halls pregnant, pleadin' immaculate conception D D/C Em Bm And everybody's wrecked on Main Street from drinking unholy blood C D C Bm Em Sticker smiles sweet as Gunner breathes deep, his ankles caked in mud C D Em C D Em And I said Hey, gunner man, that's quicksand, that's quicksand that ain't mud C D Em C D Em Am D Have you thrown your senses to the war or did you lose them in the flood? C D G Bm That pure American brother, dull-eyed and empty-faced C D G Bm Races Sundays in Jersey in a Chevy stock super eight D D/C He rides her low on the hip, on the side he's got Bound For Glory Em Bm In red, white and blue flash paint C D C Bm Em D He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy The Saint Em G Am Em Well that blaze and noise boy, he's gunnin' that bitch loaded to blastin' point G Am Em He rides head first into a hurricane and disappears into a point D D/C And there's nothin' left but some blood where the body fell Em Bm That is, nothin' left that you could sell C D C Bm Em Just junk all across the horizon, a real highwayman's farewell C D Em C D Em And I said Hey kid, you think that's oil? Man, that ain't oil that's blood C D Em I wonder what he was thinking when he hit that storm C D Em Am D D Am Em Or was he just lost in the flood? C D G Bm Eighth Avenue sailors in satin shirts whisper in the air C D G Bm Some storefront incarnation of Maria, she's puttin' on me the stare D D/C Em Bm And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hardware C D C Bm Em Everything stops, you hear five, quick shots, the cops come up for air Em G Am Em And now the whizz-bang gang from uptown, they're shootin' up the street G And that cat from the Bronx starts lettin' loose Am Em but he gets blown right off his feet D D/C Em Bm And some kid comes blastin' round the corner but a cop puts him right away C D He lays on the street holding his leg screaming something in Spanish C Bm Em Still breathing when I walked away C D Em And somebody said Hey man did you see that? C D Em His body hit the street with such a beautiful thud C D Em C D Em I wonder what the dude was sayin' or was he just lost in the flood? C D Em C D Em Hey man, did you see that, those poor cats are sure messed up C D Em C D Em Am D I wonder what they were getting into, or were they all just lost in the flood? OUTRO: D Am Em Em Am D D Am Em Em Am D D Am Em Em Am D D Am Em Em Am D D Am Em Em Am D ----------------------------------------- CHORDS: EADGBE ------ C X32010 Am X02210 Bm X24432 D/C X30032 D XX0232 G 320003 Em 022000 =================================================================== =================================================================== The Angel Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=212 Transcribed By: ZL THE ANGEL from Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. INTRO: G C G Em C D The angel rides with hunch-backed children C G Em C D Poison oozing from his engine C G Em C D Wielding love as a lethal weapon C G C D On his way to hubcap heaven C G Em C D Dsus4 D Baseball cards poked in his spokes C G Em C D His boots in oil he's patiently soaked C G Em C D Dsus4 D The roadside attendant nervously jokes C G Em C D Dsus4 D As the angel's tires strokes his precious pavement C G Em C D Well the interstate's choked With nomadic hordes C G Em C D Dsus4 D In Volkswagen vans With full running boards dragging great anchors C G Em C D Followin' dead-end signs in..to the sores C G Em C D Dsus4 D The angel rides by humpin' his hunk metal whore Am Em G Dsus4 D Madison Avenue's claim to fame in a trainer bra with eyes like rain F Csus4 C F Am D She rubs against the weather-beaten frame and asks the angel for his name C G Em C D Off in the distance the marble dome C G Em C D Reflects across the flatlands with a naked feel off into parts unknown C G Em C D The woman strokes his polished chrome C G Em D And lies beside the angel's bones ----------------------------------------- CHORDS: EADGBE ------ C X32010 D XX0232 G 320003 F 133211 Am X02210 Bm X24432 Em 022000 Dsus4 XX0233 Csus4 X33010 =================================================================== =================================================================== For You Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=213 Transcribed By: ZL FOR YOU from Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. INTRO: F Am Bb C Dm F Am Bb C Dm Princess cards she sends me with her regards Gm Dm Bb C Oh, barroom eyes shine vacancy to see her you gotta look hard F Am Bb C Dm Wounded deep in battle I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted Gm Dm Bb C Bb Am To her Cheshire smile I'll stand on file she's all I ever wanted Gm Bb C F Am But you let your blue walls get in the way of these facts Bb C F Am Honey, get your carpetbaggers off my back Bb C F Am You wouldn't even give me time to cover my tracks Csus4 C You said here's your mirror and your ball and jacks Csus4 C Csus4 C But they're not what I came for and I'm sure you see that too Dm Am Gm Bb C Dm I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency Am Gm Bb C Dm I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency Fsus4 F Fsus4 F Dm C and your cloud line urges me and my electric surges free F Am Bb C Dm Crawl into my ambulance your pulse is getting weak Gm Dm Bb C Oh, reveal yourself all now to me girl while you've got the strength to speak F Am Bb C Dm Cause they're waiting for you at Bellevue with their oxygen masks Gm Dm Bb C Bb Am But I could give it all to you now if only you could ask Gm Bb C F Am And don't call for your surgeon even he says it's too late Bb C F Am It's not your lungs this time it's your heart that holds your fate Bb C F Am Don't give me my money, honey, I don't want it back Csus4 C You and your pony face and your Union Jack Csus4 C Well take your local joker and teach him how to act Csus4 C I swear I was never that way even when I really cracked Csus4 C Dm Am Gm Bb Didn't you think I knew that you were born with the power of a locomotive C Dm Able to leap tall buildings in a single bound Am Gm Bb And your Chelsea suicide with no apparent motive C Dm You could laugh and cry in a single sound SOLO: Fsus4 F Fsus4 F C Bb F And your strength is devastating in the face of all these odds C Bb C Remember how I kept you waiting when it was my turn to be the God F Am Bb C Dm Ah, you were not quite half so proud when I found you broken on the beach Gm Dm Bb C Oh, remember how I poured salt on your tongue and hung just out of reach F Am Bb C Dm And the band they played the homecoming theme as I caressed your cheek Gm Dm Bb C Bb Am Yeah, that ragged, jagged melody she still clings to me like a leech Gm Bb C F Am But that medal you wore on your chest always got in the way Bb C F Am Like a little girl with a trophy so soft to buy her way Csus4 C We were both hitchhikers but you had your ear tuned to the roar Csus4 C Of some metal tempered engine on an alien distant shore Csus4 C So you left to find a better reason than the one we were living for Csus4 C And it's not that nursery mouth I came back for Csus4 C And it's not the way you're stretched out on the floor Csus4 C cause I've broken all your windows and I've rammed through all your doors Csus4 C And who am I to ask you to lick my sores Csus4 C And you should know that's true C Bb C Dm Am Gm Bb C Dm I came for you, for you, I came for you, but you did not need my urgency Am Gm Bb C Dm I came for you, for you, I came for you, but your life was one long emergency Fsus4 F Fsus4 F and your cloud line urges me and my electric surges free OUTRO: Dm C Bb Bb C Dm C Bb Bb C Dm C Bb Bb C Dm C Bb Bb C Dm Am Gm Bb ----------------------------------------- NOTES: SOLO: Fsus4 F Fsus4 F E----6-5-3---11-3-5---6-5-3---1- B------------------------------- G-6/7-----1/2------6/7-----1/2-- D------------------------------- A------------------------------- E------------------------------- OUTRO: The last four chords... Dm Am Gm Bb E-1--0--3--6----8-----10- B-3--1--3--6------------- G-2--2--3--7-7/8--8/10--- D-0--2--5--8------------- A----0--5--8------------- E-------3--6------------- ----------------------------------------- CHORDS: EADGBE ------ C 332010 Dm XX0231 Gm 355333 Csus4 X33010 F 133211 Am X02210 Bb X13331 Fsus4 XX3311 =================================================================== =================================================================== Spirit In The Night Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=214 Transcribed By: ZL SPIRIT IN THE NIGHT from Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J. INTRO: Em C Em D Em Crazy Janey and her mission man were back in the alley tradin hands C Em D Am Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-man all duded up for Saturday night C Em D Em Well Billy slammed on his coaster brakes and said anybody wanna go on up to Greasy Lake C Em It's about a mile down on the dark side of route eighty-eight D Am I got a bottle of rose so let's try it C Am D Dsus4 We'll pick up Hazy Davy and Killer Joe and I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go D Dsus4 D Em Bm They're built like light ooh and they dance like spirits in the night (all night) in the night (all night) C Em Oh, you don't know what they can do to you Em Bm Spirits in the night (all night), oh in the night (all night) C Em Stand right up now and let it shoot through you C Em D Em Well now Wild young Billy was a crazy cat and he shook some dust out of his coonskin cap. C Em D Am He said, "Trust some of this it'll show you where you're at, or at least it'll help you really feel it" C Em D Em By the time we made it up to Greasy Lake I had my head out the window and Janey's fingers were in the cake C Em I think I really dug her cause I was too loose to fake D Am I said, "I'm hurt" she said, "Honey let me heal it" C Am And we danced all night to a soul fairy band D Dsus4 and she kissed me just right like only a lonely angel can D Dsus4 D Em She felt so nice, just as soft as a spirit in the night (all night) Bm C Em In the night (all night) Janey don't know what she do to you Em Bm Like a spirit in the night (all night) all night (all night) C Em Stand right up and let her shoot through me BREAK: Am Em Huh huh huh.....huh Am Em Huh huh huh.....huh C Em D Em Now the night was bright and the stars threw light on Billy and Davy dancin' in the moonlight C Em They were down near the water in a stone mud fight D Am Killer Joe gone passed out on the lawn C Em D Em Well now Hazy Davy got really hurt, he ran into the lake in just his socks and a shirt C Em D Am Me and Crazy Janey was makin' love in the dirt singin' our birthday songs C Am Janey said it was time to go D Dsus4 D So we closed our eyes and said goodbye to gypsy angel row, felt so right Dsus4 D Em Bm Together we moved like spirits in the night (all night) in the night (all night) C Em Baby don't know what they do to you Em Bm Them spirits in the night (all night) in the night (all night) C Em Stand right up and let it shoot through you Em Bm Like a spirit in the night (all night) all night (all night) C Em All night (all night) all the night (all night) Em Bm C Em All night (all night) all the night (all night) all the ni.......ght ----------------------------------------- CHORDS: EADGBE ------ C 332010 D XX0232 Em 022000 Am X02210 Dsus4 XX0233 =================================================================== =================================================================== It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=215 Transcribed By: ZL IT'S HARD TO BE A SAINT IN THE CITY from Greetings... INTRO: A7-3 A7sus4+6 A7 A7sus4+6 A7-3 A7sus4+6 A7 A7sus4+6 A D/A A D/A A D/A A D/A F#m D E A D/A A I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra F#m D E F#m I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova D I could walk like Brando right into the sun F#m D Then dance just like a Casanova E F#m With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet D E F#m Silver star studs on my duds like a Harley in heat D E F#m D E F#m When I strut down the street I could hear its heartbeat D E F#m The sisters fell back and said don't that man look pretty D E F#m The cripple on the corner cried out nickels for your pity D E F#m Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty D E A7sus4 A7 A7sus4 A7 It's so hard to be a saint in the city F#m D E A D/A A I was the king of the alley, mama, I could talk some trash F#m D E F#m I was the prince of the paupers crowned downtown at the beggar's bash D I was the pimp's main prophet I kept everything cool F#m D Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose E F#m D E F#m And when the heat came down it was left on the ground D E F#m The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street D E F#m Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat D E F#m I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat D E A7sus4 A7 A7sus4 A7 It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street A7sus4 A7 And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead D7sus4 D7 As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straight ahead Gsus4 G They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread Csus4 C But it's too hot in these tunnels you can get hit up by the heat Dm Dm/C You get up to get out at your next stop but they push you back down in your seat Bb Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet Esus4 E Then you're outta that hole and back up on the street D E F#m And them South Side sisters sure look pretty D E F#m The cripple on the corner cries out nickels for your pity D E F#m And them downtown boys sure talk gritty D E A7sus4 A7 A7sus4 A7 It's so hard to be a saint in the city OUTRO: D E F#m D E F#m D E F#m D E F#m D E F#m D E F#m D E F#m D E F#m ----------------------------------------- CHORDS: EADGBE ------ A X02220 Bb X13331 F#m 244222 Esus4 022200 D XX0232 Dm XX0231 Dm/C X30031 D7sus4 XX0213 E 022100 D7 XX0212 A7-3 X0505X A7sus4 X02030 C X32010 A7 X02020 Csus4 X33010 A7sus4+6 X0403X G 320033 D/A X0423X Gsus4 320013 Direct Link: http://www.lovebolts.co.uk/show_user.php?id=500 Transcribed By: Aladdin It's Hard to be a Saint in the City - Bruce Springsteen A7 D4/A A -------------------|-------------------|-----------------------| --5----------------|--3----------------|--2-----------------3--| --0----------------|--0----------------|--2--------------------| --5----------------|--4----------------|--2-------------3h4----| --0----------------|--0----------------|--0----------0---------| -------------------|-------------------|-----------------------| D/A A7 D -----------------------|-----------------------|---------------------| --------------------5--|--------------------3--|---------------------| -----------------------|-----------------------|---------------------| ----------------4h5----|----------------3h4----|---------------------| --------0----0---------|--------0----0---------|--------0----0----0--| -----------------------|-----------------------|---------------------| A D/A -----------------------|----------------------------| --2-----------------3--|-----3--3--3--3--3-3-3-3--3-| --2--------------------|-----x--x--x--x--x-x-x-x--x-| --2-------------3h4----|--4--4--4--4--4--4-4-4-4--4-| --0----------0---------|-----0--0--0--0--0-0-0-0--0-| -----------------------|----------------------------| A D A A7 D |------------------------------|------------------------------|| |---------------3-------2------|-----------------5-------3----|| |*--2--2-2-2------------x------|--2--2-2-2-----------------2-*|| |*--2--2-2-2--2h4-------4------|--2--2-2-2--4h5-----5-4------*|| |---0--0-0-0--0----0--x----x-x-|--0--0-0-0--------------------|| |------------------------------|------------------------------|| F#m D E A D A D I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra F#m D E F#m I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a supernova D I could walk like Brando right into the sun F#m D Then dance just like a Casanova E F#m With my blackjack and jacket and hair slicked sweet D E F#m Silver star studs on my duds like a Harley in heat D E F#m D E When I strut down the street I could feel its heartbeat D E F#m The sisters fell back and said "Don't that man look pretty" D E F#m The cripple on the corner cried out "Nickels for your pity" D E F#m Them gasoline boys downtown sure talk gritty D E A7 It's so hard to be a saint in the city F#m D E A D A D I was the king of the alley I could talk some trash F#m D E F#m I was the prince of the paupers crowned downtown at the beggar's bash D I was the pimp's main prophet I kept everything cool F#m D Just a backstreet gambler with the luck to lose E F#m And when the heat came down and it was left on the ground D E F#m The devil appeared like Jesus through the steam in the street D E F#m D E Showin' me a hand I knew even the cops couldn't beat D E F#m I felt his hot breath on my neck as I dove into the heat D E A7 It's so hard to be a saint when you're just a boy out on the street A7sus A7 And the sages of the subway sit just like the living dead D7sus D7 As the tracks clack out the rhythm their eyes fixed straight ahead G7 They ride the line of balance and hold on by just a thread C7 But it's too hot in these tunnels you can get hit up by the heat Dm You get up to get out at your next stop but they push you back down in your seat Bb Your heart starts beatin' faster as you struggle to your feet Esus E Then you're outa that hole and back up on the street D E F#m And them South Side sisters sure look pretty D E F#m The cripple on the corner cries out "Nickels for your pity" D E F#m And them downtown boys sure talk gritty D E Asus A It's so hard to be a saint in the city A D F#m E C A7 A7sus D7sus G7 C7 Dm Bb Esus Asus ---0---2---2---0---0---0---0-----3-----1---0---1---1---0----0--- ---2---3---2---0---1---2---3-----1-----0---1---3---3---0----3--- ---2---2---2---1---0---0---0-----2-----0---3---2---3---2----2--- ---2---0---4---2---2---2---2-----0-----0---2---0---3---2----2--- ---0-------4---2---3---0---0-----------2---3-------1---2----0--- -----------2---0-----------------------3---------------0-------- =================================================================== ===================================================================

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