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New York City Serenade — Bruce Springsteen
Intro: A F#m Bm7 A
A F#m Bm7 Asus A F#m Bm7 Asus
Billy, he's down by the railroad track, sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac,
A F#m Bm7 Asus A F#m Bm7 Asus
Diamond Jackie, she's so intact, as she falls so softly beneath him,
Bm7 F#m7
Jackie's heels are stacked, Billy's got cleats on his boots,
Bm7 F#m7
Together they're gonna boogaloo down Broadway and come back home with the loot,
Bm7 D Esus E
It's midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute, it's a mad dog's promenade,
A F#m Bm7 Asus A F#m7 Bm7 Asus
So walk tall, or better don't walk at all.
A F#m Bm D
Fish lady, fish lady, fish lady she baits them tenement walls,
A F#m Bm D
She won't take cornerboys, ain't got no money, and they're so easy,
A F#m Bm D
I said, "Hey baby won't you take my hand, walk me down Broadway,
A F#m Bm
I'm a young man and I talk real loud, yeah, baby walk real proud for you.
D A F#m
So shake it away, so shake away your street life, shake away your city life,
Bm D A F#m Bm D
And hook up to the train, hook up to the night train, hook it up hook up to the, hook up to the train,
Bm F#m
But I know that she won't take the train, no she won't take the train,
Bm F#m
No she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
Bm F#m
No she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
Bm F#m
No she won't take the train, no she won't take the train
D
She's afraid them tracks are gonna slow her down,
Esus E
And when she turns this boy'll be gone
A F#m Bm7 Asus A F#m Bm7 Asus
So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on.
A F#m Bm7 Asus
Hey vibes man, hey jazz man play me your serenade
A F#m Bm7 Asus
Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave
Bm7 F#m7
Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the blues boy,
Bm7 F#m7
Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the darlin' yearlin' sharp boy,
Bm7 D
Straight for the church note ringin', vibes man sting a trash can
Esus E
Listen to your junk man, listen to your junk man,
Listen to your junk man, listen to your junk man,
A F#m Bm7 Asus A F#m
He's singin' (singin'), He's singin' (singin'), He's singin'
Bm7 Asus
All dressed up in satin, walkin' down the alley.
A F#m Bm7 Asus .....repeat fo fade out
He's singin', singin', singin', singin',
Watch out for you junk man, watch out for your junk man,
Watch out for your junk man.
A F#m Bm7 Asus D Bm Esus E
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