Bruce Springsteen - Atlantic City - аккорды

[ Предположительная тональность: D ]

F#m         A              D           A               F#m     A
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night; now they blew up his house
D
too
A           F#m               A       D           A      F#m                 A
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight, gonna see what them racket
         D
boys can do

A           F#m     A              D     A             F#m        A        D
Now there's trouble busin' in from outta state and the D.A. can't get no relief
A          F#m    A          D    A            F#m         A
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade and the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by
    D           E
the skin of its teeth

         F#m        A         D        A
Well now everything dies baby that's a fact,
          F#m             A        D         F#m
but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
         A      D           A
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty,
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City

       F#m   A                       D      A
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away,
          F#m           A      D       A
but I got debts that no honest man can pay
     F#m         A            D       A
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust,
      F#m           A               E
and I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

         F#m        A         D        A
Well now everything dies baby that's a fact,
          F#m             A        D         F#m
but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
         A      D           A
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty,
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City

        D             F#m          A           F#m           A                F#m
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I'll stay
      D                          F#m        A       F#m                   A
We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold so put on your stockin's baby
           F#m             A
'cause the night's getting cold

         F#m        A         D        A
Well now everything dies baby that's a fact,
          F#m             A        D         F#m
but maybe everything that dies someday comes back

           A             F#m          D       A
Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find
                    F#m         D                                  A
Down here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of
     F#m
that line
         A               D           F#m
Well I'm tired of comin' out on this losin' end;
         A                     D                             A         F#m
so honey last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him

             F#m        A         D        A
Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact,
          F#m             A        D         F#m
but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
         A       D             A
Put your hair up nice fix your hair up pretty,
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City

* Alternate:

Capo II

F#m = Em
A   = G
D   = C
E   = D

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