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Wrecking Ball chords

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Intro: D G Bm A D

I was raised out of steel here in the swamps of Jersey, some [G]misty years ago
Through the [Bm]mud and the beer, and the blood and the cheers, I've seen [G]champions come and go
So [D]if you got the guts mister, yeah [G]if you've got the balls
If you [Bm]think it's your time, then step to the line, and bring [G]on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking [D]ball
Bring on your wrecking [G]ball
Come on and take your best [Bm]shot, let me see what you've [A]got
Bring on your wrecking [D]ball
Bring on your wrecking [D]ball
Bring on your wrecking [G]ball
Come on and take your best [Bm]shot, let me see what you've [A]got
Bring on your wrecking [D]ball

Now my home was here in the Meadowlands, where mosquitoes grow big as airplanes
Here where the blood is spilled, the arena's filled, and Giants play the game
So raise up your glasses and let me hear your voices call
Come on!
Because tonight all the dead are here, so bring on your wrecking ball

Bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball
Take your best shot, let me see what you've got
Bring on your wrecking ball

One, two, one two three four!

[trumpet solo]

Yeah we [G]know that come tomorrow, [Bm]none of this will be here
So [G]hold tight on your anger
[Bm]Hold tight on your anger
[G]Hold tight to your anger, and [A]don't fall to your fear        [D]

Now when all this steel and these stories, they drift away to rust
And all our youth and beauty, it's been given to the dust
And your game has been decided, and you're burning the clock down
And all our little victories and glories, have turned into parking lots
When your best hopes and desires, are scattered through the wind
And hard times come, hard times go
Hard times come, hard times go
And hard times come, hard times go
Hard times come, hard times go
Hard times come, hard times go
Yeah just to come again

Bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you've got
Bring on your wrecking ball
Bring on your wrecking ball (bring on your wrecking ball)
Bring on your wrecking ball (bring on your wrecking ball)
Take your best shot, let me see what you've got, bring on your wrecking ball

One, two, one two three four!

[trumpet solo]

Whoa-ho-ho
Whoa-ho-ho
Whoa-ho-ho

            
            
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gallijm 10 Jun 16, 2012 11:47 PM

Yeah we [G] know that come tomorrow,
[Bm] none of this will be here
So [Em] hold tight to your anger
[G]Hold tight to your anger
[Em] Hold tight to your anger,
[A] Don't fall to your fear

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