Tablature subcity - Tracy Chapman

          



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  From: "David Ribeiro" <tracydcr@hotmail.com>

  Subject: TRACY CHAPMAN - SUBCITY

  Date: Thu, 26 Feb 1998 15:16:57 PST

  

  

  

  Subcity - Tracy Chapman

  Tabbed by: David Ribeiro

  Notes: Capo on 2. 

  Introduction: G Am C (Twice) 

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  G                           Am

  People say it doesn't exist

                                   C

  'Cause no one would like to admit

                               G

  That there is a city underground

                             Am

  Where people live everyday 

                          C

  Off the waste and decay

                                    G

  Off the discards of their fellow man

  

  

  CHORUS:

  

  G                           Am C

  Here in subcity life is hard

  G                      Am           D

  We can't receive any government relief

                     G                       Am      C

  I'd like to please give Mr. President my honest regards

             D     G

  For disregarding me

  

  They say there's too much crime in these city streets

  My sentiments exactly

  Government and big business hold the purse strings

  When I worked I worked in the factories

  I'm at the mercy of the world

  I guess I'm lucky to be alive

  

                       Am

  They say we've fallen through the cracks

  G

  They say the system works

  But we won't let it

   C

  Help

  I guess they never stop to think

      G

  We might not just want handouts

                                Am

  But a way to make an honest living

                      G

  Living this ain't living

  

  What did I do deserve this

  Had my trust in god

  Worked everyday of my life

  Thought I had some guarantees

  That's what I thought

  At least that's what I thought

  

  Last night I had another restless sleep

  Wondering what tomorrow might bring

  Last night I dreamed

  A cold blue light was shining down on me

  I screamed myself awake

  Thought I must be dying

  Thought I must be dying

  

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