Sam Fender - Atlantic City (Live)

[Intro]
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Dm F Csus4 C Csus4 C

[Verse 1]
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Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night,
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And they blew up his house, too,
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Down on the boardwalk, they’re getting ready for a fight,
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Gonna see what them racket boys can do,
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Now there’s trouble busing in from out of state,
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And the D.A. can’t get no relief,
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Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade,
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And the gambling commission’s hanging on by the skin of its teeth.

[Chorus]
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Everything dies, baby, that’s a fact,
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But maybe everything that dies someday comes back,
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Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty,
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And meet me tonight in Atlantic City.

[Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
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Well, I got a job and put my money away,
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But I got debts that no honest man can pay,
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So I drew what I had from the Central Trust,
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And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus.

[Chorus]
Dm F Bb6
Everything dies, baby, that’s a fact,
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But maybe everything that dies someday comes back,
Dm F Bb6 F
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty,
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And meet me tonight in Atlantic City.

[Interlude]
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Dm F Fsus4
Aaah . . .
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Dm F Fsus4
Aaah . . .

[Bridge]
Fsus4 F
Our luck may have died, and our love may be cold,
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But with you’re done and I’ll stay,
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We’ll go and to do it where the sand’s turning to gold,
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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]
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Been looking for a job, but it’s hard to find,
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Down here, it’s just winners and losers and “Don’t get caught on the wrong side of that line”,
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I’m tired of coming out on the losing end,
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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]
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Ooh,
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Eeh,
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Ooh, . . .
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Bb
Bb
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Dm F Csus4
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