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Magdalene Lane
Don Mclean
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This is my best guess for this song... only heard the version off SOLO

i alternate between the G and C like 320003/320013

Listen to the song for the tempo/strumming



DON MCLEAN - MAGDALENE LANE


G          C              G             C
The angels are lost in the city of stars
G          C              G             C
the wise men are down on their knees.
G          C              G             C
And the fruitman of freeway will sell you his cars
G          C              G             C
when he's sure that you can't find the keys.

    Am           D           G
And the ladies on Magdalene lane
    Am                   D              G
all worship the sun and the sand.
   Am                   D              G
And the migrants who come can't complain
     C            Am              D
for this is their promised land.

G
La la la la la la la la la,
         Am
la la la la la la la.
 C         D      G
La la la la la la la la la,


G      C       G        C
MGM studios can't make the nut
G      C       G        C
they're auctioning Dorothy's shoes.
G      C       G        C
Gable is gone, the good witch is a slut
G      C       G        C
and I've got the parking lot blues.


 Am                   D              G
The wizard brought benzadrine smiles
 Am                   D              G
and he never let Dorothy doze.
  Am                   D              G
She died as she walked down the aisle
   C            Am              D
and all that remains is her clothes.

 C         D          G          Am
Over the rainbow a Kansas tornado
C           D           G
can twist up a little girl's head.
 C             D             G           Am
Aunt Em's on relief and the tinman's a thief
 C              Am              D
and even the wizard can't wake the dead.

G
La la la la la la la la la,
         Am
la la la la la la la.
 C         D      G
La la la la la la la la la,,

G           C            G            C
The prophet has come to this kingdom of lights
G           C            G            C
but there's no one to listen or learn.
G           C            G            C
And the savior performs for the prophet's delight
G           C            G            C
while dissenters are banished or burned.

Am              D          G
And the heretics beg to be heard
Am              D           G
but the savior's on tour for the week.
Am              D          G
Salvation is found in his word
  C       Am       D
if only he'd learn how to speak.

 C        D         G        Am
And Lincoln is laughing with Amos 'n' Andy
 C         D            G
concerning the Great Civil War.
 C           D             G         Am
And Paul Revere sleeps with the worst looking creeps
 C         Am           D
while revolution's knocking at his door.

G
La la la la la la la la la,
         Am
la la la la la la la.
 C         D      G
La la la la la la la la la,


(single strum)
G        C         G         C
Magdalene Lane is the red light domain
G           C            D
where everyone's soul is for sale.
G        C         G         C
A piece of your heart will do for a start
G           D              G
but you can send us the rest in the mail.

Am          D             G
For we have our own families to feed
Am           D            G
and we can't let them starve just for you.
Am              D           G
Well, we'd rather not watch while you bleed
  C          Am            D
so come back in an hour when you're through.

 G         D             Am
It's just another city full of sorrow,
 C          D            G
it makes no difference why I came.
C         D           G           Am
I only know I'm leaving here tomorrow
C          Am         D         G
and only the motel man knows my name


Enjoy!

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