Anne

Atlantic City

Anne

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by  AMAN_CLAUDINO

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Atlantic City

	  		


           F#m        A                D           A 
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night 

           F#m         A        D     A 
Well, they blew up his house, too 

           F#m           A                  D      A 
Down on the boardwalk they're getting ready for a fight 

     F#m        A               D        A 
Gonna see what them racket boys can do 

             F#m         A            D     A 
Now, there's trouble busting in from outta state 

       F#m        A           D      A 
And the D.A. can't get no relief 

          F#m     A          D      A 
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade 

        F#m            A                        D           E 
And the gambling commission's hanging on by the skin of his teeth 


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


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        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              D               E 
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus 


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


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E D F#m Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold D E F#m But with you forever I'll stay D F#m We're going out where the sand's turning to gold D A D A Put on your stockings baby, `cause the night's getting cold D A D A And everything dies, baby, that's a fact D A E D But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
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F#m A D A Now, I been looking for a job, but it's hard to find F#m A Down here it's just winners and losers and don't D A get caught on the wrong side of that line F#m A D A Cause, I'm tired of coming out on the losing end F#m A D E So, honey, last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him F#m A D A Everything dies, baby, that's a fact F#m A E F#m But maybe everything that dies someday comes back F#m A D A Put your hair up nice, do your hair up pretty F#m A D A And meet me tonight in Atlantic City F#m

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