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Sin City ukulele

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
Date: Wed, 21 Jun 1995 15:50:08 -0700
 To: guitar@nevada.edu
From: lindsey@terra.SIRIUS.COM (Tom Lindsey)
Subject: Gram Parsons; Sin City.crd

Sin City
Gram Parsons, Chris Hillman

3/4 time


         F                   C7
This old town is filled with sin,
      C7          F
It'll swallow you in
          F                 C7
If you've got some money to burn.
        F           C7
Take it home right away,
           C7             F
You've got three years to pay
F            C7          F
But Satan is waiting his turn


CHORUS:
         F                  C7              F           C7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
   F               F              C7
It seems like this whole town's insane
       F            C7         C7          F
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
      F            C7             F
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain

    F          C7
The scientists say
      C7        F
It'll all wash away
    F                    C7
But we don't believe any more
            F          C7
Cause we've got our recruits
        C7           F
And our green mohair suits
   F               C7          F     C7
So please show you I.D. At the door.


CHORUS

(Instrumental break)


  F            C7
A friend came around.
         C7            F
Tried to clean up this town;
     F         C7          C7
His ideas made some people mad.
       F           C7
But he trusted his crowd,
      C7              F
So he spoke right out loud
F                 C7               F
And they lost the best friend they had


CHORUS

       F            C7         C7          F
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
      F            C7             F
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain

Tom Lindsey
lindsey@sirius.com
San Francisco, CA

            
            
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