Atlantic City (Live)

Intro Dm F Bb F Dm F Bb Dm F Bb F Dm F Csus4 C Csus4 C [Verse 1] Dm F Bb F Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night, Dm F Bb And they blew up his house, too, Dm F Bb F Down on the boardwalk, they're getting ready for a fight, Dm F Bb Gonna see what them racket boys can do, Dm F Bb F Now there's trouble busing in from out of state, Dm F Bb And the D.A. can't get no relief, Dm F Bb F Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade, Dm F Csus4 C Csus4 C And the gambling commission's hanging on by the skin of its teeth. Chorus Dm F Bb F Everything dies, baby, that's a fact, Dm F Bb Bb6 But maybe everything that dies someday comes back, Dm F Bb F Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty, Dm F Bb6 F And meet me tonight in Atlantic City. Interlude Dm F Bb F Dm F Bb F [Verse 2] Dm F Bb6 Well, I got a job and put my money away, Dm F Bb F But I got debts that no honest man can pay, Dm F Bb6 So I drew what I had from the Central Trust, Dm F Csus4 C Csus4 And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus. Chorus Dm F Bb6 Everything dies, baby, that's a fact, Dm F Bb F But maybe everything that dies someday comes back, Dm F Bb6 F Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty, Dm F Bb6 F And meet me tonight in Atlantic City. Interlude Dm F Bb F Dm F Fsus4 Aaah . . . Dm F Bb F Dm F Fsus4 Aaah . . . Bridge Fsus4 F Our luck may have died, and our love may be cold, Fsus4 F Fsus2 F But with you’re done and I'll stay, Fsus4 F We'll go and to do it where the sand's turning to gold, Fsus4 F Fsus4 F So put on your stockings, baby, the night's getting cold, and, Chorus Fsus4 Everything dies, baby, that's a fact, C But maybe everything that dies someday comes back, Interlude C Csus4 Bb [Verse 3] Dm F Bb F Been looking for a job, but it's hard to find, Dm F Bb Down here, it's just winners and losers and "Don't get caught on the wrong side of that line", Dm F Bb6 I’m tired of coming out on the losing end, Dm F Bb6 Csus4 So, honey, last night, I met this man, and I'm gonna do a little favor for him. Chorus Dm F Bb6 Everything dies, baby, that's a fact, Dm F Bb F But maybe everything that dies someday comes back, Dm F Bb6 F Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty, Dm F Csus4 And meet me tonight in Atlantic City. Outro Dm F Bb F Ooh, Dm F Bb6 Dm F Bb F Eeh, Dm F Bb6 Dm F Bb F Ooh, . . . Dm F Bb6 Bb Bb Dm F Bb F Dm F Bb6 Dm F Bb F Dm F Csus4 Dm