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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)