Chords for Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Born In the U.S.A. (Live in New York City)
Tempo:
75.95 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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[G] [D]
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Born down in a dead man's town First [A] kick I [D] took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog, that's been beat too much Do you spend every life just to cover it up?
I was born in the USA I [G] was born [D] in the USA
I got in a little hometown jam [Dm] So they put a rifle in my [D] hand
[Dm] Sent me off to a [D] foreign land To [G] go and [D] kill the yellow man
I was born in the USA I [G] was [A] born [D] in the USA
Come back home to the refinery I remember [G] a song [D] that was up in the air
I went down to see my VA man He said, son, don't you understand now?
I had a brother at K-Song [G] Fighting [D] off a vehicle
They're still there, but he's all gone
[A] [G]
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He had a woman he loved in Saigon [G] I got [D] a picture of them in her arms now
Down [Bm] [D] [D] [G]
[D]
[G] [D] the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years, I'm fifteen years I'm twenty-five years burning down the road
I got nowhere to run now I was born in the USA
I was born in the USA I'm long gone, long gone
Dead end now
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[G] [D]
Born down in a dead man's town First [A] kick I [D] took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog, that's been beat too much Do you spend every life just to cover it up?
I was born in the USA I [G] was born [D] in the USA
I got in a little hometown jam [Dm] So they put a rifle in my [D] hand
[Dm] Sent me off to a [D] foreign land To [G] go and [D] kill the yellow man
I was born in the USA I [G] was [A] born [D] in the USA
Come back home to the refinery I remember [G] a song [D] that was up in the air
I went down to see my VA man He said, son, don't you understand now?
I had a brother at K-Song [G] Fighting [D] off a vehicle
They're still there, but he's all gone
[A] [G]
[D]
He had a woman he loved in Saigon [G] I got [D] a picture of them in her arms now
Down [Bm] [D] [D] [G]
[D]
[G] [D] the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years, I'm fifteen years I'm twenty-five years burning down the road
I got nowhere to run now I was born in the USA
I was born in the USA I'm long gone, long gone
Dead end now
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_ _ Born down in a dead man's town First [A] kick I [D] took was when I hit the ground _
You end up like a dog, that's been beat too much Do you spend every life just to cover it up?
I was born in the USA I [G] was born [D] in the USA
_ I _ _ _ _ _ _ got in a little hometown jam [Dm] So they put a rifle in my [D] hand
_ [Dm] Sent me off to a [D] foreign land To [G] go and [D] kill the yellow man
I was born in the USA _ I [G] was [A] born [D] in the USA _
Come _ _ _ _ _ _ _ back home to the refinery I remember [G] a song [D] that was up in the air
I went down to see my VA man He said, son, don't you understand now?
_ I had a brother at K-Song [G] Fighting [D] off a vehicle
_ They're still there, but he's all gone
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_ _ _ _ _ He had a woman he loved in Saigon [G] I got [D] a picture of them in her arms now
Down _ [Bm] _ [D] _ _ [D] _ [G] _
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[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years, I'm fifteen years I'm twenty-five years burning down the road
I _ _ _ got nowhere to run _ _ _ _ _ now _ I was born in the USA
I was born in the USA _ _ _ _ _ _ I'm long _ gone, long gone
Dead end now _ _
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_ _ Born down in a dead man's town First [A] kick I [D] took was when I hit the ground _
You end up like a dog, that's been beat too much Do you spend every life just to cover it up?
I was born in the USA I [G] was born [D] in the USA
_ I _ _ _ _ _ _ got in a little hometown jam [Dm] So they put a rifle in my [D] hand
_ [Dm] Sent me off to a [D] foreign land To [G] go and [D] kill the yellow man
I was born in the USA _ I [G] was [A] born [D] in the USA _
Come _ _ _ _ _ _ _ back home to the refinery I remember [G] a song [D] that was up in the air
I went down to see my VA man He said, son, don't you understand now?
_ I had a brother at K-Song [G] Fighting [D] off a vehicle
_ They're still there, but he's all gone
[A] _ _ [G] _
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_ _ _ _ _ He had a woman he loved in Saigon [G] I got [D] a picture of them in her arms now
Down _ [Bm] _ [D] _ _ [D] _ [G] _
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[G] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ the shadow of the penitentiary Out by the gas fires of the refinery
I'm ten years, I'm fifteen years I'm twenty-five years burning down the road
I _ _ _ got nowhere to run _ _ _ _ _ now _ I was born in the USA
I was born in the USA _ _ _ _ _ _ I'm long _ gone, long gone
Dead end now _ _
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