View Guitar Chords for Crime in the city - chords ver. 2
Harlan L Thompson <[email protected]> CRIME IN THE CITY (SIXTY TO ZERO PART 1)- Neil Young G Am G Am Am G Am Am G Am Am G Am Am Asus2 Am G F Am Asus2 Am G FAmWell the cop made the showdoAmwn,G F he was sAmure he was rightAm G F He had Amall of the lowdoAmwn G F from the bAmank heist last nightAm G F G Dm His best friend was a robber G Dm and his wife was a thief G Dm All the children were killers,G Dm they couldn't get no relief G F The bungalow was surrounded G F when a voice loud and clear G F Said "Come on out with your hanGdsF up or we'll blow you outta here" There was a face in the wAmindoAmw, tGhe TFV cameras rolAmled Am GThen they cFut to the anAmnouncAmer G and tFhe stoAmry was told Am G FREPEAT INTRO (after each verse except for Bridge) The artist looked at the producer, the producer sat back He said, "What we have got here is a perfect track But we don't have a vocal and we don't have a song If we could get these things accomplished nothin' else could go wrong" So he balanced the ashtray as he picked up the phone And said, "Send me a songwriter who's drifted far from home And make sure that he's hungry, make sure he's alone Send me a cheeseburger and a new Rolling Stone," yeah "There's still crime in the city", said the cop on the beat "I don't know if I can stop it, I feel like meat on the street They paint my car like a target, I take my orders from fools Meanwhile some kid blows my head off, well, I play by their rules That's why I'm doin' it my way, I took the law in my hands So here I am in the alleyway, a wad of cash in my pants I get paid by a ten year old, he says he looks up to me There's still crime in the city, but it's good to be free," Yeah BRIDGE (play slower): C G F G ...then Intro at usual speed Now I come from a family that has a broken home Sometimes I talk to Daddy on the telephone When he says that he loves me, I know that he does But I wish I could see him, I wish I knew where he was But that's the way all my friends are, except maybe one or two Wish I could see him this weekend, wish I could walk in his shoes But now I'm doin' my own thing, sometimes I'm good, then I'm bad Although my home has been broken, it's the best home I ever had, yeah BRIDGE (as before) Well, I keep gettin' younger, my life's been funny that way Before I ever learned to talk, I forgot what to say I sassed back to my mom, I sassed back to my teacher I got thrown out of Bible school for sassin' back at the preacher Then I grew up to be a fireman, put out every fire in town Put out anything smokin', but when I put the hose down The judge sent me to prison, he gave me life without parole Wish I never put the hose down, wish I never got old NOTE: Neil sometimes plays this tuned down one whole step, so in that case the chords are A and Bm and so on.