Bruce Springsteen : Magic

Capo:

II

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Em

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x4

Em

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I was tryin' to find my way home

Em

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D

But all I heard was a drone

Em

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Bouncing off a satellite

Em

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Crushin' the last lone American night

Em

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This is radio nowhere

Em

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Is there anybody alive out there?

Em

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This is radio nowhere

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Is there anybody alive out there? I was spinnin' round a dead dial Just another lost number in a file Dancin' down a dark hole Just searchin' for a world with some soul This is radio nowhere Is there anybody alive out there? This is radio nowhere Is there anybody alive out there? Is there anybody alive out there?

Em

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x4

I just want to hear some rhythm

Em

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I want a thousand guitars

Em

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I want pounding drums

Em

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I want a million different voices speaking in tongues This is radio nowhere Is there anybody alive out there? This is radio nowhere Is there anybody alive out there? Is there anybody alive out there? |

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x4

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Em

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x2

I was driving through the misty rain Searchin' for a mystery train Boppin' through the wild blue Tryin' to make a connection to you This is radio nowhere Is there anybody alive out there? This is radio nowhere Is there anybody alive out there? Is there anybody alive out there?

Em

C

G

D

x7

I just want to feel some rhythm

B

Latin roses and misty blue eyes

E

F#

Red mornings and nothin' but gray skies

B

A cup of coffee, your heart shot clean through

E

F#

Jacket you bought me gone daisy gray-blue

E

F#

You're smilin' now but you'll find out

B

E

They'll use you up and spit you out now

E

F#

Your head's spinning in diamonds and clouds

B

F#

But pretty soon it turns out

E

F#

You'll be comin' down now baby

B

E

You'll be comin' down

E

F#

What goes around it comes around, and

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You'll be comin' down An easy street, a quick buck and true lies Smiles as sad as those dusky blue skies A silver plate of pearls, my golden child It's all yours, at least for a little while You'll be fine long as your pretty face holds out Then it's gonna get pretty cold out And extreme stars shooting by You got your hopes on high You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be comin' down What goes around it comes around, and You'll be comin' down

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E

For a while you'll go sparklin' by

C#

Just another pretty thing on high

F#

B

C#

F#

B

C#

A

E

F#

B

Like a thief on a Sunday morning

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F#

It all falls apart with no warning

B

Starin' at skies gone candy apple green

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F#

The crushed metal in your little flyin' machine You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be comin' down What goes around it comes around, and You'll be comin' down

Intro: verse chords

C

Am

A letter come blowing in

C

Am

On an ill wind

C

Am

Somethin' 'bout me and you

C

Am

Never seeing one another again And what I knew had come Stars struck deaf and dumb Like when we kissed That taste of blood on your tongue

F

Don't worry, darling

G

C

No baby, don't you fret

F

We're livin' in the future

G

C

And none of this has happened yet Don't worry, darling...

Instrumental: verse chords

Woke up election day Sky's gunpowder and shades of grey Beneath the dirty sun I whistle my time away Then just about sun down You come walkin' through town Your boot heels clickin' like The barrel of a pistol spinnin' round Don't worry, darling... Don't worry, darling...

Instrumental: verse chords

Dm

The earth it gave away

Am

The sea rose towards the sun

Dm

I opened up my heart to you

Dm7

G

It got all damaged and undone My ship Liberty sailed away On a bloody red horizon The groundskeeper opened the gates And let the wild dogs run

Instrumental

Alone I limp through town A lost cowboy at sundown Got my monkey on a leash Got my ear tuned to the ground My faith's been torn asunder Tell me is that rollin' thunder Or just the sinkin' sound Of something righteous going under Don't worry, darling... Don't worry, darling...

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G

None of this has happened yet

F

C

None of this has happened yet

F

G

None of this has happened yet

F

C

None of this has happened yet

C

Am

C

Am

Na na na na, na na na na-na

E

E/g#

A

You can't sleep at night

G#m

C#m

You can't dream your dream

E

E/g#

A

Your fingerprint's on file

G#m

C#m

Left clumsily at the scene

F#m

E/g#

A

Your own worst enemy has come to town

F#m

E/g#

A

C#m

Your own worst enemy has come... to town

E

E/g#

A

Yesterday the people were at ease

G#m

C#m

Babies slept in peace

E

E/g#

A

You closed your eyes and saw her

G#m

C#m

You knew who you weren't

F#m

E/g#

A

Now your own worst enemy has come to town

F#m

E/g#

A

Your own worst enemy has come

F#m

E/g#

A

Your world keeps turnin' around and round

E

B

But everything is upside down

F#m

E/g#

A

C#m

Your own worst enemy has come... to town

A

There's a face you know

E

Staring back from the shop window

A

The condition you're in

Bsus4

B

Now you just can't get out of this skin...

F#m

E/g#

A

Ah ah ah Ah ah ah Ah ah ah

C#m

/b

/a

F#m

A

B

E

E/g#

A

The times they got too clear

G#m

C#m

So you removed all the mirrors

E

E/g#

A

Once the family felt secure

G#m

C#m

Now no one's very sure

F#m

E/g#

A

Your own worst enemy has come to town

F#m

E/g#

A

Your own worst enemy has come

E

B

Everything is fallin' down

F#m

E/g#

A

Your own worst enemy has come to town

F#m

E/g#

A

Your own worst enemy has come

E

B

Everything is fallin' down

F#m

E/g#

A

Your own worst enemy has come to town

F#m

E/g#

A

Your flag it flew so high

F#m

E/g#

A

C#m

It drifted into the sky...

Capo:

III

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G

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G

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Dm

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Dm

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F

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C

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G

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G

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G

Dm

The speculators made their money on the blood you shed

F

C

G

Your mama's pulled the sheets up off your bed

G

Dm

The profiteers on Jane Street sold your shoes and clothes

F

C

G

Ain't nobody talking 'cause everybody knows

F

C

We pulled your cycle out of the garage

F

C

G

And polished up the chrome

C

F

C

G

Our Gypsy biker's comin' home

G

Dm

Sister Mary sits with your colors, Brother John is drunk and gone

F

C

G

This whole town's been rousted, which side are you on?

G

Dm

The favored march up over the hill in some fool's parade

F

C

F

C

G

Shoutin' victory for the righteous, but there ain't much here but graves

F

C

Ain't nobody talkin'

F

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G

We're just waitin' on the phone

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C

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Our Gypsy biker's comin' home |

G

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G

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Dm

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Dm

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F

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C

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G

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G

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x2

Am

F

We rode her into the foothills

C

G

Bobby brought the gasoline

Am

We stood round her in a circle

C

As she lit up the ravine

Am

F

The spring high desert wind

C

G

C

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C

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G

Rushed down on us all the way back home

G

Dm

To the dead it don't matter much about who's wrong or right

F

C

G

You asked me that question, I didn't get it right

G

Dm

You slipped into your darkness, now all that remains

F

C

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C

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Is my love for you, brother, lying still and unchanged

F

C

F

C

G

To them that threw you away, You ain't nothin' but gone

C

F

C

G

Our Gypsy biker's comin' home

F

C

Now I'm out countin' white lines

F

C

G

Countin' white lines and getting stoned

C

F

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Our Gypsy biker's comin' home |

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Dm

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Dm

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F

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C

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G

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x2

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G

Well the street lights shine down on Blessing Avenue

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G

Lovers they walk by, holdin' hands two by two

C

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C

G

A breeze crosses the porch, bicycle spokes spin round

C

F

G

Jacket's on, I'm out the door, tonight I'm gonna burn this town down

F

C

And the girls in their summer clothes

F

C

In the cool of the evening light

F

C

G

The girls in their summer clothes pass me by Kid's rubber ball smacks off the gutter 'neath the lamp light Big bank clock shines off of the sleepy front porch lights Downtown the store's alive as the evening's underway Things been a little tight, but I know they're gonna turn my way And the girls in their summer clothes In the cool of the evening light The girls in their summer clothes pass me by

Bbadd2

F

Frankie's Diner's over on the edge of town

Am

The earth's all spinnin' round

G

C

F

Like a cross over the lost and found

Bbadd2

F

Fluorescent lights flicker above Bob's Grill

Am

Shaniqua brings a coffee and asks, "Fill?"

G

C

F

G

And says penny for your thoughts now, my poor Bill

C

F

C

G

She went away, she cut me like a knife

C

F

G

Hello beautiful thing, baby you just saved my life

E/g#

Am

F

C

G

With just a glance down here on Magic Street

Am

F

Love's a fool's dance, I ain't got no sense

C

F

G

But I still got my feet And the girls in their summer clothes In the cool of the evening light The girls in their summer clothes pass me by

C

F

C

G

E/g#

Am

F

G

La la la li...

Capo:

III

Piano intro of first two lines

G

D/f#

Em

D

C

D/f#

G

D/f#

Pour me a drink Theresa in one of those glasses you've dust off

C

D/f#

G

Em

D

Dsus2

D

And I'll watch the bones in your back, like the stations of the cross

G

D/f#

Em

D

C

D/f#

G

D/f#

Round your hair the sun lifts a halo, at your lips a crown of thorns

C

D/f#

G

Em

D

Whatever other deal's gone down, to this one I'm sworn

C

D

G

I'll work for your love, dear

C

D

G

I'll work for your love

C

D

G

Em

What others may want for free

C

D

G

D/f#

C

D

I'll work for your love The dust of civilizations, and love's sweet remains Slip off your fingers and come driftin' down like rain The pages of Revelation lie open in your empty eyes of blue I watch you slip that comb through your hair, and this I promise you I'll work for your love dear I'll work for your love What others may want for free I'll work for your love

Repeat chorus chords

D

C

D

G

Your tears they fill the rosary at your feet, my temple of bones

D

G

D

Dsus2

D

Here in this perdition we go on and on Now I've seen earth pieces crumbled and our book of faith's been tossed And I'm just out here searching for my own piece of the cross A late afternoon sun fills the room with a mist of the Garden before the fall I watch your hands smooth the front of your blouse and seven drops of blood fall I'll work for your love dear I'll work for your love What others may want for free

C

D

I'll work for your

C

D

G

Em

What others may want for free

C

D

I'll work for your

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G

Em

What others may want for free

C

D

G

I'll work for your love

Capo:

II

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Bm

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x2

Bm

D

I got a coin in my palm, I can make it disappear

Bm

D

I got a card up my sleeve, name it and I'll pull it out your ear

A

Bm

I got a rabbit in my hat, if you wanna come and see

D

A

Bm

This is what will be

D

A

Bm

This is what will be I got shackles on my wrists, soon I'll slip 'em and I'll be gone Chain me in a box in the river, and I'll rise singing this song Trust none of what you hear, and less of what you see This is what will be This is what will be

Instrumental over verse chords

G

Bm

I got a shiny saw blade, all I need's a volunteer

G

D

A

I'll cut you in half, while you're smiling ear to ear

Bm

D

And the freedom that you saw, drifting like a ghost in both the trees

D

A

Bm

This is what will be This is what will be Now there's a fire down below, but it's coming up here So leave everything you know, carry only what you fear On the road the sun is sinking low, bodies hanging in the trees This is what will be This is what will be

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C

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Bm

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C

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Bm

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Em

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Em

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C

Bm

We took the highway till the road went black

C

Bm

We marked Truth or Consequences on our map

C

Bm

A voice drifted up from the radio

Em

Some other voice from long ago

C

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake

G

D

The last to die for a mistake

D

Em

Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break?

D

C

Bm

Who'll be the last to die, for a mistake? The kid's asleep in the back seat We're just counting the miles you and me We don't measure the blood we've drawn anymore We just stack the bodies outside the door Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The last to die for a mistake Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break? Who'll be the last to die, for a mistake?

Am

Em

D

The wise men were all fools, what to do?

C

Bm

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C

Bm

B7

Em

C

The sun it sets in flames as the city burns

B7

Em

C

Another day gone down as the night turns

G

D

C

And I hold you here in my heart

G

D

As things fall apart A downtown window flushed with life Faces of the dead at five (faces dead at five) Her martyr's silent eyes Petition the drivers as we pass by Who'll be the last to die for a mistake The last to die for a mistake Whose blood will spill, whose heart will break?

D

Who'll be the last to die?

C

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake?

G

D

The last to die for a mistake?

D

Em

Darling your tyrants and kings fall to the same fate

G

D

Strung up at your city gates

C

Em

Who'll be the last to die for a mistake?

C

Bm

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Bm

B7

Em

B7

Em

G

D

Capo:

III

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G

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x7

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D

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G

Last night I stood at your doorstep

G

Trying to figure out what went wrong

Em7

You just slipped somethin' into my palm

G

D

Then you were gone I could smell the same deep green of summer Above me the same night sky was glowin' In the distance I could see the town Where I was born

G

It's gonna be a long walk home

G

Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me

Em7

Gonna be a long walk home

G

D

A long walk home In town I passed Sal's grocery The barbershop on South Street I looked into their faces They were all rank strangers to me The veterans' hall high up on the hill Stood silent and alone The diner was shuttered and boarded With a sign that just said "gone"

G

It's gonna be a long walk home

G

Hey pretty darling, don't wait up for me

Em7

Gonna be a long walk home

Em

Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me

C9sus4

Gonna be a long walk home

G

D

It's gonna be a long walk home

Sax solo over verse chords x2

D

Here everybody has a neighbor

Am

Everybody has a friend

D

C9sus4

D

Everybody has a reason to begin again My father said, son, we're lucky in this town It's a beautiful place to be born It just wraps its arms around you Nobody crowds you, nobody goes it alone That you know flag flying over the courthouse Means certain things are set in stone Who we are, what we'll do And what we won't It's gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home Hey pretty Darling, don't wait up for me Gonna be a long walk home It's gonna be a long walk home

E

Bm

Remember the morning we dug up your gun

D

The worms in the barrel, the hanging sun

E

Bm

Those first nervous evenings of perfume and gin

D

The lost smell on your breath as I helped you get it in

F#m

D

The rush of your lips, the feel of your name

F#m

A

E

The beat in your heart, the devil's arcade

E

Bm

You said "Heroes are needed, so heroes get made"

D

Somebody made a bet, somebody paid

E

Bm

The cool desert morning and nothing to save

D

Just metal and plastic where your body caved

F#m

D

The slow games of poker with Lieutenant Ray

F#m

D

In the ward with the blue walls, a sea with no name

F#m

A

E

Where you lie adrift with the heroes of the devil's arcade

Bm

F#m

You sleep and you dream, your buddies Charlie and James

A

E

And wake with a thick desert dust on your skin

Instrumental over verse chords

E

Bm

Voice says "don't worry, I'm here

D

Just whisper the word tomorrow in my ear"

E

Bm

House on a quiet street, a home for the brave

D

A glorious kingdom with the sun on your face

F#m

D

Rising from a long night as dark as the grave

F#m

D

On a thin chain of next moments and something like faith

F#m

D

On a morning to order a breakfast to make

F#m

D

A bed draped in sunshine, a body that waits

F#m

D

For the touch of your fingers, the end of the day

F#m

D

The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart

F#m

D

The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart

F#m

D

The beat of your heart, the beat of her heart

F#m

D

The beat of your heart, the slow burning away

F#m

A

E

Of the bitter fires of the devil's arcade

G

C

G

Well they built the Titanic to be one of a kind, but many ships have ruled the seas

G

/f#

Em

D

C

D

They built the Eiffel Tower to stand alone, but they could build another if they please

G

C

G

Taj Mahal, the pyramids of Egypt, are unique I suppose

Em

/f#

G

D

G

But when they built you, brother, they broke the mold Now the world is filled with many wonders under the passing sun And sometimes something comes along and you know it's for sure the only one The Mona Lisa, the David, the Sistine Chapel, Jesus, Mary, and Joe And when they built you, brother, they broke the mold

C

G

C

Em

When they built you, brother, they turned dust into gold

G

/f#

Gm

D

G

When they built you, brother, they broke the mold

Em

/f#

G

They say you can't take it with you, but I think that they're wrong

C

D

'Cause all I know is I woke up this morning, and something big was gone

G

C

G

Gone into that dark ether where you're still young and hard and cold

G

G/f#

G

D

G

Just like when they built you, brother, they broke the mold

Harmonica over verse chords

Now your death is upon us and we'll return your ashes to the earth And I know you'll take comfort in knowing you've been roundly blessed and cursed But love is a power greater than death, just like the songs and stories told And when she built you, brother, she broke the mold

C

Em

/f#

G

That attitude's a power stronger than death, alive and burning her stone cold

G

/f#

G

D

G

When they built you, brother

Harmonica over verse chords

Bruce Springsteen : Magic
2007

Radio Nowhere

You'll Be Comin' Down

Livin' In The Future

Your Own Worst Enemy

Gypsy Biker

Girls In Their Summer Clothes

I'll Work For Your Love

Magic

Last To Die

Long Walk Home

Devil's Arcade

Terry's Song

Bruce Springsteen : Magic 2007

Radio Nowhere

You'll Be Comin' Down

Livin' In The Future

Your Own Worst Enemy

Gypsy Biker

Girls In Their Summer Clothes

I'll Work For Your Love

Magic

Last To Die

Long Walk Home

Devil's Arcade

Terry's Song

Bruce Springsteen : Magic
2007