Tin Pan Alley

	  		Standard,  
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Intro 

C Am F G 


verse 1 

Am                F 
The cats are all crazy Mona Lisa. 
Am                  F 
they try to say my future is stone. 
Am                  F            
They say they make all the rights calls, 
    C                              G 
to all the right numbers that the fat cats know. 
Am                     F 
But these wheels were meant for burning,  
Am                  F 
these wings weren't meant to last. 
Am                       F 
And in the end it's all fireworks and smoke rings,  
  C                        G 
a treacherous road, baby, try not to crash. 



C             Am                    F 
And keep your singin' voice gold and  
F         C         G 
put your red shoes on. 
C                  Am         F  
I just wanna sing motown soul, and buy my baby  
            C           G 
something nice to take home. 
Am       G              F                   
i wanna dance with the poor girls, 
F      Am   G          F      G    
Senora, i just wanna dance... 



verse 2 

Am                         F 
and after all it's just a crazy dream baby,  
Am                       F 
all the good cards burn up in a flash. 
Am                      F 
and my my it's getting late Cinderella, 
     C                              G 
how long before these dresses turn right back to rags 
   Am        F 
And - don't forget about your home, boy,  
Am          F 
we almost died at them gates, 
Am                        F  
thank the good Lord for sending his angels, 
      C                G 
in a '49 Mercury for lightning fast getaways. 



C             Am                    F 
And keep your singin' voice gold and  
F         C         G 
put your red shoes on. 
C                  Am           
I just wanna sing rock and roll,  
F                          C            G 
and buy my baby something nice to take home and 
Am       G              F                   
i wanna dance with the poor girls, 
F      Am   G          F      G    
Senora, i just wanna dance... 



Bridge 

F              G             Am 
they not your friends, they all wanna sell your blood. 
F       G           Am 
isn't that why everybody signs up 
F          G               Am 
Forget it baby, keep your eyes on that Cadillac. 
     G 
And keep them feet dancing, just keep them feet dancing now. 
F              G             Am 
They not your friends, they all wanna sell your blood. 
F       G           Am 
Isn't that why everybody signs up 
F          G               Am 
Forget it baby, keep your eyes on that Cadillac. 
     G 
And keep them feet dancing 'fore they say you're too old and 


Final Chorus 

C          Am                         
keep your singin' voice gold  
   F          C         G 
and put your red shoes on 
C          Am                       
keep your singin' voice gold  
   F          C         G 
and put your red shoes on 
C                  Am          
I just wanna sing rhythm and blues  
F 
and buy my baby something 
 C            G 
nice she can take home and 
C                Am 
we'll keep our singing voices gold and 
F              C         G 
we'll put our red shoes on 
C                  Am           
I just wanna sing motown soul 
F                        C       G        C 
and crack this old heart, baby, made of stone.