Chords for Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Lost In the Flood (Live in New York City)
Tempo:
120.9 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em]
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[Em]
[D] [C] The buffalo girl is [D] returning home [G] like a hungry old woman.
[C] She walks through town all [D] alone.
Must be from the [G] forties, the high school [Bm] girl said.
[D] This countryside's burning with wolf men, dressed [Em] in drag from [Bm] homicide.
[C] They're hitting rock, the [D] sanctuary, [G] need a holy stone to make high.
[Bm] [C] They're breaking beams and [D] crosses, [G] and slashing trees and fixtures.
[Bm]
[C] The nuns running by on the [D] Vatican halls, [G] breaking feet and magnets [Bm] and such.
And [D] everybody's wrecked on Main Street [Em] from drinking [Bm] unholy blood.
[C] Sticker smiles [D] sweet as gum and breathes deep, [C] his [Bm] ankles kicked [Em] in mud.
[D] I [C] said, hey, [D] gunner man, [Em] that's quicksand, [C] that's [D] quicksand, that [Em] ain't mud.
[Bm] [C] Have you thrown [D] your senses [Em] to the war, or [C] did you lose them [D] in the [Em] flood?
[Am] [D]
[C] That pure American [D] brother, [G] dumb eyed and empty [Bm] faced.
[C] He races on days of [D] Jersey, [G] in a Chevy stocked Super [Bm] 8.
He [D] rides alone, the hip of the [C] side he's got bound for glory, [Em] in red, white and blue [Bm] flesh paint.
[C] He leans on the hood, [D] telling recent stories, [C] the kids [Bm] call him Jimmy [Em] the same.
[Bm] [E]
Well, [Em] blazing north, boy, [G] he's got a mad bitch [Am] loaded and blasting [Em] point.
He rides head first [G] into a hurricane, and [Am] disappears into a [E] point.
[Em] And there's [D] nothing left but blood where the body fell.
[E] Now there's nothing left [Em] that you [Bm] could sell.
[C] Just junk all across [D] the horizon, a real [C] [G] highway [E] man's farewell.
[Em] And I [C] said, hey, kid, [D] you think [Em] that's oil?
Man, [C] that ain't [D] oil, that's [Em] blood.
I [C] wonder what he was [D] thinking [E] when he hit that store.
[Em] Or [C] was he just [D] lost in the [Em] [Am] flood?
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[A] [Em]
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[Am] [Em]
The [C] Avenue sailors in [D] satin shirts, [G] they whisper it in.
[Bm]
[C] Stored for an incarnation [D] of Maria, [G] she's putting on me a [Bm] stand.
[D] And Bronx's best [C] apostle stands [Em] with his hands on his own [Bm] hardware.
[C] Everything stops, you [D] hear five quick shots, [C] the cops [Bm] come up for [E] air.
Now the whiz-bang gang [G] from uptown, [Am] they're shooting up the [Em] street.
That cat in the Bronx [G] starts letting loose, that gets [Am] blown right off the [Em]
street.
[D] Some kid comes blasting around the corner, but [Em] a cop puts him [Bm] right away.
He [C] lays on the street holding his [D] leg, screaming something in Spanish.
[C] He was still [Bm] breathing when I [Em] walked away.
And somebody said, [C] hey [D] man, did you see [Em] that?
His body hit [C] the street with such [D] a beautiful [Em] thud.
[C] I wonder [D] what that [Em] dude was saying.
[C] Or was he [D] just lost [Em] in the flood?
They said, [C] hey man, [D] did you see [Em] that?
Those [C] boat [D] jacks were so [Em] buffed up.
[C] I wonder [D] what they were getting [Em] into.
[C] Or were they just [D] [Em] lost in the flood?
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[D] [C] The buffalo girl is [D] returning home [G] like a hungry old woman.
[C] She walks through town all [D] alone.
Must be from the [G] forties, the high school [Bm] girl said.
[D] This countryside's burning with wolf men, dressed [Em] in drag from [Bm] homicide.
[C] They're hitting rock, the [D] sanctuary, [G] need a holy stone to make high.
[Bm] [C] They're breaking beams and [D] crosses, [G] and slashing trees and fixtures.
[Bm]
[C] The nuns running by on the [D] Vatican halls, [G] breaking feet and magnets [Bm] and such.
And [D] everybody's wrecked on Main Street [Em] from drinking [Bm] unholy blood.
[C] Sticker smiles [D] sweet as gum and breathes deep, [C] his [Bm] ankles kicked [Em] in mud.
[D] I [C] said, hey, [D] gunner man, [Em] that's quicksand, [C] that's [D] quicksand, that [Em] ain't mud.
[Bm] [C] Have you thrown [D] your senses [Em] to the war, or [C] did you lose them [D] in the [Em] flood?
[Am] [D]
[C] That pure American [D] brother, [G] dumb eyed and empty [Bm] faced.
[C] He races on days of [D] Jersey, [G] in a Chevy stocked Super [Bm] 8.
He [D] rides alone, the hip of the [C] side he's got bound for glory, [Em] in red, white and blue [Bm] flesh paint.
[C] He leans on the hood, [D] telling recent stories, [C] the kids [Bm] call him Jimmy [Em] the same.
[Bm] [E]
Well, [Em] blazing north, boy, [G] he's got a mad bitch [Am] loaded and blasting [Em] point.
He rides head first [G] into a hurricane, and [Am] disappears into a [E] point.
[Em] And there's [D] nothing left but blood where the body fell.
[E] Now there's nothing left [Em] that you [Bm] could sell.
[C] Just junk all across [D] the horizon, a real [C] [G] highway [E] man's farewell.
[Em] And I [C] said, hey, kid, [D] you think [Em] that's oil?
Man, [C] that ain't [D] oil, that's [Em] blood.
I [C] wonder what he was [D] thinking [E] when he hit that store.
[Em] Or [C] was he just [D] lost in the [Em] [Am] flood?
[D]
[A] [Em]
[Am] [D]
[Am] [Em]
The [C] Avenue sailors in [D] satin shirts, [G] they whisper it in.
[Bm]
[C] Stored for an incarnation [D] of Maria, [G] she's putting on me a [Bm] stand.
[D] And Bronx's best [C] apostle stands [Em] with his hands on his own [Bm] hardware.
[C] Everything stops, you [D] hear five quick shots, [C] the cops [Bm] come up for [E] air.
Now the whiz-bang gang [G] from uptown, [Am] they're shooting up the [Em] street.
That cat in the Bronx [G] starts letting loose, that gets [Am] blown right off the [Em]
street.
[D] Some kid comes blasting around the corner, but [Em] a cop puts him [Bm] right away.
He [C] lays on the street holding his [D] leg, screaming something in Spanish.
[C] He was still [Bm] breathing when I [Em] walked away.
And somebody said, [C] hey [D] man, did you see [Em] that?
His body hit [C] the street with such [D] a beautiful [Em] thud.
[C] I wonder [D] what that [Em] dude was saying.
[C] Or was he [D] just lost [Em] in the flood?
They said, [C] hey man, [D] did you see [Em] that?
Those [C] boat [D] jacks were so [Em] buffed up.
[C] I wonder [D] what they were getting [Em] into.
[C] Or were they just [D] [Em] lost in the flood?
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[D] _ _ [C] The buffalo girl is [D] returning home [G] like a hungry old woman. _
_ [C] She walks through town all [D] alone.
Must be from the [G] forties, the high school [Bm] girl said.
_ [D] This countryside's burning with wolf men, dressed [Em] in drag from [Bm] homicide. _
_ [C] They're hitting rock, the [D] sanctuary, _ [G] need a holy stone to make high.
[Bm] _ [C] They're breaking beams and [D] crosses, _ _ [G] and slashing trees and fixtures.
[Bm] _
_ [C] The nuns running by on the [D] Vatican halls, [G] breaking feet and magnets [Bm] and such.
_ And [D] everybody's wrecked on Main Street [Em] from drinking _ [Bm] unholy blood.
_ [C] Sticker smiles [D] sweet as gum and breathes deep, [C] his [Bm] ankles kicked [Em] in mud.
_ _ _ [D] I [C] said, hey, [D] gunner man, [Em] that's _ quicksand, [C] that's [D] quicksand, that [Em] ain't mud.
_ [Bm] [C] Have you thrown [D] your senses [Em] to the war, or [C] did you lose them [D] in the [Em] flood?
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [C] That pure American [D] brother, _ _ [G] dumb eyed and empty [Bm] faced.
_ _ [C] He races on days of [D] Jersey, _ [G] in a Chevy stocked Super [Bm] 8. _
He [D] rides alone, the hip of the [C] side he's got bound for glory, [Em] in red, white and blue [Bm] flesh paint.
[C] He leans on the hood, [D] telling recent stories, [C] the kids [Bm] call him Jimmy [Em] the same.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ Well, [Em] blazing north, boy, [G] he's got a mad bitch [Am] loaded and blasting [Em] point.
_ He rides head first [G] into a hurricane, and [Am] disappears into a [E] point.
_ [Em] And there's [D] nothing left but blood where the body fell.
[E] Now there's nothing left [Em] that you [Bm] could sell.
_ [C] Just junk all across [D] the horizon, _ a real [C] [G] highway [E] man's farewell.
_ _ _ [Em] And I [C] said, hey, kid, [D] you think [Em] that's oil?
_ Man, [C] that ain't [D] oil, that's [Em] blood.
_ I [C] wonder what he was [D] thinking [E] when he hit that store.
[Em] Or [C] was he just [D] lost in the [Em] [Am] flood?
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_ _ _ _ [Am] _ [Em] _ _ _
The [C] Avenue sailors in [D] satin shirts, _ [G] they whisper it in.
[Bm] _ _
_ _ [C] Stored for an incarnation [D] of Maria, _ [G] she's putting on me a [Bm] stand. _
[D] And Bronx's best [C] apostle stands [Em] with his hands on his own [Bm] hardware. _
_ [C] _ Everything stops, you [D] hear five quick shots, [C] the cops [Bm] come up for [E] air. _ _
_ _ _ Now the whiz-bang gang [G] from uptown, [Am] they're shooting up the [Em] street.
_ That cat in the Bronx [G] starts letting loose, that gets [Am] blown right off the [Em]
street.
_ [D] Some kid comes blasting around the corner, but [Em] a cop puts him [Bm] right away.
He [C] lays on the street holding his [D] leg, screaming something in Spanish.
[C] He was still [Bm] breathing when I [Em] walked away.
_ _ _ And somebody said, [C] hey [D] man, did you see [Em] that?
His body hit [C] the street with such [D] a beautiful [Em] thud.
_ [C] I wonder [D] what that [Em] dude was saying.
_ [C] Or was he [D] just lost [Em] in the flood?
They said, [C] hey man, [D] did you see [Em] that?
_ Those [C] boat [D] jacks were so [Em] buffed up.
_ [C] I wonder [D] what they were getting [Em] into.
_ [C] Or were they just [D] [Em] lost in the flood?
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[D] _ _ [C] The buffalo girl is [D] returning home [G] like a hungry old woman. _
_ [C] She walks through town all [D] alone.
Must be from the [G] forties, the high school [Bm] girl said.
_ [D] This countryside's burning with wolf men, dressed [Em] in drag from [Bm] homicide. _
_ [C] They're hitting rock, the [D] sanctuary, _ [G] need a holy stone to make high.
[Bm] _ [C] They're breaking beams and [D] crosses, _ _ [G] and slashing trees and fixtures.
[Bm] _
_ [C] The nuns running by on the [D] Vatican halls, [G] breaking feet and magnets [Bm] and such.
_ And [D] everybody's wrecked on Main Street [Em] from drinking _ [Bm] unholy blood.
_ [C] Sticker smiles [D] sweet as gum and breathes deep, [C] his [Bm] ankles kicked [Em] in mud.
_ _ _ [D] I [C] said, hey, [D] gunner man, [Em] that's _ quicksand, [C] that's [D] quicksand, that [Em] ain't mud.
_ [Bm] [C] Have you thrown [D] your senses [Em] to the war, or [C] did you lose them [D] in the [Em] flood?
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [C] That pure American [D] brother, _ _ [G] dumb eyed and empty [Bm] faced.
_ _ [C] He races on days of [D] Jersey, _ [G] in a Chevy stocked Super [Bm] 8. _
He [D] rides alone, the hip of the [C] side he's got bound for glory, [Em] in red, white and blue [Bm] flesh paint.
[C] He leans on the hood, [D] telling recent stories, [C] the kids [Bm] call him Jimmy [Em] the same.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ Well, [Em] blazing north, boy, [G] he's got a mad bitch [Am] loaded and blasting [Em] point.
_ He rides head first [G] into a hurricane, and [Am] disappears into a [E] point.
_ [Em] And there's [D] nothing left but blood where the body fell.
[E] Now there's nothing left [Em] that you [Bm] could sell.
_ [C] Just junk all across [D] the horizon, _ a real [C] [G] highway [E] man's farewell.
_ _ _ [Em] And I [C] said, hey, kid, [D] you think [Em] that's oil?
_ Man, [C] that ain't [D] oil, that's [Em] blood.
_ I [C] wonder what he was [D] thinking [E] when he hit that store.
[Em] Or [C] was he just [D] lost in the [Em] [Am] flood?
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_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ [Em] _ _ _
The [C] Avenue sailors in [D] satin shirts, _ [G] they whisper it in.
[Bm] _ _
_ _ [C] Stored for an incarnation [D] of Maria, _ [G] she's putting on me a [Bm] stand. _
[D] And Bronx's best [C] apostle stands [Em] with his hands on his own [Bm] hardware. _
_ [C] _ Everything stops, you [D] hear five quick shots, [C] the cops [Bm] come up for [E] air. _ _
_ _ _ Now the whiz-bang gang [G] from uptown, [Am] they're shooting up the [Em] street.
_ That cat in the Bronx [G] starts letting loose, that gets [Am] blown right off the [Em]
street.
_ [D] Some kid comes blasting around the corner, but [Em] a cop puts him [Bm] right away.
He [C] lays on the street holding his [D] leg, screaming something in Spanish.
[C] He was still [Bm] breathing when I [Em] walked away.
_ _ _ And somebody said, [C] hey [D] man, did you see [Em] that?
His body hit [C] the street with such [D] a beautiful [Em] thud.
_ [C] I wonder [D] what that [Em] dude was saying.
_ [C] Or was he [D] just lost [Em] in the flood?
They said, [C] hey man, [D] did you see [Em] that?
_ Those [C] boat [D] jacks were so [Em] buffed up.
_ [C] I wonder [D] what they were getting [Em] into.
_ [C] Or were they just [D] [Em] lost in the flood?
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