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I was inspired by the Streetlight Medley to put this together, I hope you enjoy playing this as much as I did e|--0-5-0-8-7-5---| B|----------------| G|----------------| (x4) D|----------------| A|----------------| E|----------------| Verse 1 - C Mary, this station is playing every sad song Am I remember like we were alive C I heard and sung them all from inside of these walls Am In a prison cell, where we spent those nights C And they burned up the diner where I always used to find her Am Licking young boys blood from her claws C And I learned about the blues from this kitten I knew Am Her hair was raven and her heart was like a tomb Prechorus- Guitar 1 F G My heart's like a wound E B C#m Have you seen my hands? B E Just look at 'em shake B C#m And the song just keeps on repeating B E Drop the needle again B C#m And I dance with your ghost B A but that ain't the way A B I can't move on and I can't stay the same And all my friends say Chorus: C#m A E Heeeeyyyy B Turn the record over C#m A E Heeeyyyyy B I'll see you on the flip side E B C#m A There you go and turn the key and engine over E B Let her go C#m A Let somebody else lay at her feet Slow it down here Am G F C (x4) G On President Street, you'll find the sisters praying over my city's heart While Union Avenue turns to its disciple who feels the pressure heat coming on hard Chorus : C G6sus4 Am F (x4)F G And if all was well and your heart could find the words Would we be for better baby, would we be for worse? And if there was a way to navigate your seas And if tonight, my true love... Faster here C Am I was crawling around in my head in the haze of a trance. C Am F Rico said, "I'ma turn you onto a sound, cool out your head. G This is the sound from Camden town." C And then I heard it like a shot through my skull to my brain, Am I felt my fingertips tingle and it started to rain, C When the walls of my bedroom were tremblin' around me, Am This ramshackle voice over attack of a bluesbeat, F G Tellin' me he's only looking for fun. Am G F This was the sound of the very last gang in town. CHORUS: C F As heard by my wild young heart, like directions on a cold dark night, C F Sayin', 'Let it out... You're doin' all right.' C And I heard it in his chain gang soul. F It wasn't just the same sad song. C F Saying, 'Let it out, you're doing all right.' Em F G C And I'm doing all right, are you doin' all right? Play at a moderate pace now Am E Well, I wonder which song they're gonna play when we go. Am Fmaj7/C I hope it's something quiet and minor and peaceful and slow. Am E When we float out into the ether, into the Everlasting Arms, Am Fmaj7/C I hope we don't hear Marley's chains we forged in life. Am Fmaj7/C C G See these chains I been hearing now for most of my life, Am Fmaj7/C C G These chains I been hearing now for most of my life. C Fmaj7/C Did you hear the '59 Sound coming through on grandmama's radio? Am G Fmaj7/C Did you hear the rattling chains in the hospital walls? C Fmaj7/C Did you hear the old gospel choir when they came to carry you over? Am G Fmaj7/C Did you hear your favorite song one last time? Am F/E C G If I Could Write, I'd Tell You How Much I've Missed These Nights Am F/E C Where We, Dig Around The bones, And Try to Find Peace G And A Patch For The Hole Am F/E C I Lit A Cigarette On A Parking Meter G The Corner Boys Told Her How I Was Dyin To Meet Her Am F/E C Like A Prayer I Said, On Deadman's G And Drove Up Like A Parade Am You And Your High Top Sneakers F/E C And Your Sailor Tattoos And Your G Am Ole' 55 That You Drove Through The Roof Of The Sky Up Above F/E C These Indifferent Stars While You Just G Am F/E C G Kept Coming Apart, Right In My Arms Start off slow, then back to moderate Am Fmaj7/C C G Am Fmaj7/C C G Tell all the young boys, young girls, Am Fmaj7/C C G Am Fmaj7/C C G all the Young boys, young girls, Am Fmaj7/C C G That you ain't supposed to die on a Saturday night, Am Fmaj7/C C G Ain't supposed to die on a Saturday night, Am Fmaj7/C C G Ain't supposed to die on a Saturday night, Am Fmaj7/C C G You weren't supposed to leave my life, C Fmaj7/C Did you hear the '59 Sound coming through on grandmama's radio? Am G Fmaj7/C Did you hear the rattling chains in the hospital walls? C Fmaj7/C Did you hear the old gospel choir when they came to carry you over? Am G Fmaj7/C Did you hear your favorite song one last time? Am Fmaj7/C C G Am Fmaj7/C C G Tell all the young boys, all the young girls, Am Fmaj7/C C G Am Fmaj7/C C G C All the young boys, all the young girls. Songs used: Great Expectations 45 She Loves You I’da Called Ya Woody, Joe The 59’ Sound Old White Lincoln The 59’ Sound (Outro)