Tablature atlantic city - Bruce Springsteen

          



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  Bruce Springsteen

  

  Atlantic City   (from the album "Nebraska")

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  CAPO ON 3rd FRET!

  

  Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night

             Em        G                C           G

  

  Now, they blew up his house, too

           Em         G                 C           G

  

  Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight

             Em           G                  C      G

  

  Gonna see what them racket boys can do

       Em        G                    C             G

  

  Now, there's trouble bustin' in from outta state

               Em         G            C     G

  

  And the D.A. can't get no relief

         Em        G           C            G

  

  Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade

            Em     G          C             G

  

  And the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth

          Em            G                        C           D

  

  

  Well now, ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact

           Em     G                C        G

  

  But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back

            Em           G           D         Em

  

  Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty

                  G            C       G

  

  And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

      Em       G           C       G

  

  Em  G  C  G

  

  Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away

  But I got debts that no honest man can pay

  So I drew what I had from the Central Trust

  And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

  Now, baby, ev'rything dies, honey, that's a fact...

  

  Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold

  D      C                          Em

  

  But with you forever I'll stay

     C         D            Em

  

  We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold

        C                         Em

  

  Put on your stockin's baby, `cause the night's gettin' cold

  C      G                          C            G

  

  And maybe ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact

     C           G                C         G

  

  But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back

            C          G             D         C

  

  Em  G  C  G

  

  Now, I been lookin' for a job, but it's hard to find

  Down here it's just winners and losers and don't

     get caught on the wrong side of that line

  Well, I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end

  So, honey, last night I met this guy and I'm gonna

     do a little favor for him

  

  Well, I guess everything dies, baby, that's a fact...

  

  

  Chord Formations:		(Capo on 3rd fret!)

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   (Note: the names below are not the actual chord names, just their formation

    on the third fret)

  

  Em    x 5 5 3 6 6

  G     6 5 3 3 6 6

  C     x 6 5 3 6 6

  D     x x 3 5 6 5

   


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 Atlantic city, de Bruce springsteen 

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