Chords for MULTICAM HD-Lost in the flood-Bruce Springsteen BEST AUDIO Metlife stadium 2012 New Jersey-.flv
Tempo:
128.25 bpm
Chords used:
D
Em
C
Bm
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em]
[C]
[D] [Bm]
[C] [F]
[Bm] [C]
[G]
[D]
[Em]
[G]
[Em] [D] [Em]
[Cm]
[G] I got hungry, run [Bm] away.
[C] He walks through town [G] all alone.
He must be from the 40s, he hears the high [Bm] school girls sing.
[D] His country side's burning with wolf men's faith.
[Em] Jesse Jack, we're the [Bm] side.
[C] They hang around [G] the [D] sanctuary, [G] he's a holy stone [Bm] they hide.
[C] The breaking beams [G] and crosses, [D] [G] the spastic screaming [Bm] and fisting.
[C] Men's run cold through [D] Vatican halls, pregnant, [G]
bleeding in their necks.
[Bm] [D]
Everybody's a John Macy, [Em] from that holy [Bm] blood.
[C] [G] His [D] country's deep, [C] his [Bm] honor's a dead [E] man.
[Em]
[E]
I said, [C] hey, come [D] out, that's [Em] quicksand.
[C] It's [D] quicksand, that [Em] ain't mud.
Have [C] you [D] thrown your senses [Em] to the water?
[C] Or did you lose [D] them in the [Em] flood?
[Am] [D]
[C] That's your American [G] brother, [D] [G] so wide and empty [Bm] faced.
[C] Races on days [D] in Jersey, [G] in his Chevy stocks and [Bm] parade.
Rides [D] along the heavenly side, he's got bound for glory, [Em] ever
[Bm] sustained.
[C] He leans on the high pedal [G] and races and [D] stories.
[C] The kids [Bm] call him Jimmy [E] the Fag.
[Em]
That range will know his story, [G] he's started at that pitch, [Am] below there's a blasting [E]
point.
[Em] He rides head first into [G] a hurricane and [Am] disappears into a [Em] pond.
[D] There's nothing left of blood where the bodies fell.
[Em] There is nothing left that you could [Bm] fill.
[C] Just junk all across [D] the horizon, a [C] real highway [Bm] makes [Em] it in.
[E]
I [Em]
[C] said, hey, [D] kid, you're a [Em] bad boy.
But [C] man, that ain't [D] all [Em] that's blood.
[C] I wonder what [D] he was thinking when [Em] he hit that storm.
[C] Or was he [D] just lost [Em] in the flood?
[Am] [D]
[Am] [E]
Faith-dabbing [Em] sailors [D] in satin shirts,
[G] whispering in [Bm] the air.
[G]
[C] Some [D] storefront incarnation of a [G] realist, she's putting on the [Bm] estate.
And [D] Bronx is there to the fossil stand, [Em] with his hand on his own [Bm] hardware.
[C] Every day he shouts, you [D] hear five quick [C] shots, the cops [Bm] come over [E] for him.
[Em] We got a whiz-back gang [G] from uptown, [A] they're shooting from the [Em] street.
Jack from the Bronx [G] starts shredding rivers, and gets [A] blown right off his [Em] feet.
[D] Some kid comes blasting around the [C] corner, [Em] but the cops push them right over.
[C] On the street, all of those legs [D] screaming something in [Cm] Spanish, [G] still breathing when [Em] I walk away.
And someone [C] said, hey man, [D] did you [E] see that?
His body [C] hit the street with such a [D] [E] beautiful thud.
[C] I [D] wonder what that [Em] kid was saying.
[C] Or was he just [D] lost [Em] in the flood?
[C] Hey man, [D] did you [Em] see that?
Those [C] poor cats were [D] so [Em] fucked up.
[C] I wonder what [D] those dead [Em] men's do.
[C] Oh, they just [D] [E] lost the [Am] flood.
[D] [Am]
[Em] [A]
[D] What a mess.
[Am] [Em] [Am]
[D] [Em]
[D] [Am]
[Em] [C]
[D] [Am]
[Em]
[D] [Am]
[Em] [D]
[A]
[Em] [Am]
[D] [Am]
[Em] [Am]
[D]
[Em] [Am]
[D] [Am]
[E] [Am]
[D] [Am]
[Em]
[E]
[Bb] [E]
[A] [Em] [Am]
[Em] [C] [D]
[Bm]
[C] [Am] [Bm]
[C]
[D] [Dm]
[D] [N]
[C]
[D] [Bm]
[C] [F]
[Bm] [C]
[G]
[D]
[Em]
[G]
[Em] [D] [Em]
[Cm]
[G] I got hungry, run [Bm] away.
[C] He walks through town [G] all alone.
He must be from the 40s, he hears the high [Bm] school girls sing.
[D] His country side's burning with wolf men's faith.
[Em] Jesse Jack, we're the [Bm] side.
[C] They hang around [G] the [D] sanctuary, [G] he's a holy stone [Bm] they hide.
[C] The breaking beams [G] and crosses, [D] [G] the spastic screaming [Bm] and fisting.
[C] Men's run cold through [D] Vatican halls, pregnant, [G]
bleeding in their necks.
[Bm] [D]
Everybody's a John Macy, [Em] from that holy [Bm] blood.
[C] [G] His [D] country's deep, [C] his [Bm] honor's a dead [E] man.
[Em]
[E]
I said, [C] hey, come [D] out, that's [Em] quicksand.
[C] It's [D] quicksand, that [Em] ain't mud.
Have [C] you [D] thrown your senses [Em] to the water?
[C] Or did you lose [D] them in the [Em] flood?
[Am] [D]
[C] That's your American [G] brother, [D] [G] so wide and empty [Bm] faced.
[C] Races on days [D] in Jersey, [G] in his Chevy stocks and [Bm] parade.
Rides [D] along the heavenly side, he's got bound for glory, [Em] ever
[Bm] sustained.
[C] He leans on the high pedal [G] and races and [D] stories.
[C] The kids [Bm] call him Jimmy [E] the Fag.
[Em]
That range will know his story, [G] he's started at that pitch, [Am] below there's a blasting [E]
point.
[Em] He rides head first into [G] a hurricane and [Am] disappears into a [Em] pond.
[D] There's nothing left of blood where the bodies fell.
[Em] There is nothing left that you could [Bm] fill.
[C] Just junk all across [D] the horizon, a [C] real highway [Bm] makes [Em] it in.
[E]
I [Em]
[C] said, hey, [D] kid, you're a [Em] bad boy.
But [C] man, that ain't [D] all [Em] that's blood.
[C] I wonder what [D] he was thinking when [Em] he hit that storm.
[C] Or was he [D] just lost [Em] in the flood?
[Am] [D]
[Am] [E]
Faith-dabbing [Em] sailors [D] in satin shirts,
[G] whispering in [Bm] the air.
[G]
[C] Some [D] storefront incarnation of a [G] realist, she's putting on the [Bm] estate.
And [D] Bronx is there to the fossil stand, [Em] with his hand on his own [Bm] hardware.
[C] Every day he shouts, you [D] hear five quick [C] shots, the cops [Bm] come over [E] for him.
[Em] We got a whiz-back gang [G] from uptown, [A] they're shooting from the [Em] street.
Jack from the Bronx [G] starts shredding rivers, and gets [A] blown right off his [Em] feet.
[D] Some kid comes blasting around the [C] corner, [Em] but the cops push them right over.
[C] On the street, all of those legs [D] screaming something in [Cm] Spanish, [G] still breathing when [Em] I walk away.
And someone [C] said, hey man, [D] did you [E] see that?
His body [C] hit the street with such a [D] [E] beautiful thud.
[C] I [D] wonder what that [Em] kid was saying.
[C] Or was he just [D] lost [Em] in the flood?
[C] Hey man, [D] did you [Em] see that?
Those [C] poor cats were [D] so [Em] fucked up.
[C] I wonder what [D] those dead [Em] men's do.
[C] Oh, they just [D] [E] lost the [Am] flood.
[D] [Am]
[Em] [A]
[D] What a mess.
[Am] [Em] [Am]
[D] [Em]
[D] [Am]
[Em] [C]
[D] [Am]
[Em]
[D] [Am]
[Em] [D]
[A]
[Em] [Am]
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[Em] [Am]
[D] [Am]
[E] [Am]
[D] [Am]
[Em]
[E]
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[A] [Em] [Am]
[Em] [C] [D]
[Bm]
[C] [Am] [Bm]
[C]
[D] [Dm]
[D] [N]
Key:
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ I got hungry, run [Bm] away.
_ _ [C] He walks through town [G] all alone.
He must be from the 40s, he hears the high [Bm] school girls sing.
[D] His country side's burning with wolf men's faith.
[Em] Jesse Jack, we're the [Bm] side.
_ [C] They hang around [G] the [D] sanctuary, [G] he's a holy stone [Bm] they hide.
_ [C] The breaking beams [G] and crosses, [D] _ [G] the spastic screaming [Bm] and fisting. _
[C] Men's run cold through [D] Vatican halls, pregnant, [G]
bleeding in their necks.
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [D] _
Everybody's a John Macy, _ [Em] from that holy [Bm] blood. _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] His [D] country's deep, [C] his [Bm] honor's a dead [E] man.
[Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ I said, [C] hey, come [D] out, that's [Em] quicksand.
_ [C] It's [D] quicksand, that [Em] ain't mud.
_ Have [C] you [D] thrown your senses [Em] to the water?
[C] Or did you lose [D] them in the [Em] flood?
[Am] _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] That's your American [G] brother, [D] _ _ [G] so wide and empty [Bm] faced.
_ _ _ [C] Races on days [D] in Jersey, _ [G] in his Chevy stocks and [Bm] parade.
_ _ Rides [D] along the heavenly side, he's got bound for glory, [Em] ever _
_ _ _ [Bm] sustained.
_ [C] He leans on the high pedal [G] and races and [D] stories.
[C] The kids [Bm] call him Jimmy [E] the Fag. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ That range will know his story, [G] he's started at that pitch, [Am] below there's a blasting [E]
point.
[Em] _ He rides head first into [G] a hurricane and [Am] disappears into a [Em] pond.
_ _ [D] There's nothing left of blood where the bodies fell.
[Em] There is nothing left that you could [Bm] fill.
_ _ [C] Just junk all across [D] the horizon, _ a [C] real highway [Bm] makes [Em] it in.
_ [E] _
I _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [C] said, hey, [D] kid, you're a [Em] bad boy.
But [C] man, that ain't [D] all [Em] that's blood.
_ [C] I wonder what [D] he was thinking when [Em] he hit that storm.
[C] Or was he [D] just lost [Em] in the flood?
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
Faith-dabbing [Em] sailors [D] in satin shirts, _
[G] _ whispering in [Bm] the air.
_ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ Some [D] storefront incarnation of a [G] realist, she's putting on the [Bm] estate. _
And [D] Bronx is there to the fossil stand, [Em] with his hand on his own [Bm] hardware. _
_ [C] Every day he shouts, you [D] hear five quick [C] shots, the cops [Bm] come over [E] for him. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ We got a whiz-back gang [G] from uptown, [A] they're shooting from the [Em] street.
_ _ _ Jack from the Bronx [G] starts shredding rivers, and gets [A] blown right off his [Em] feet.
_ _ [D] Some kid comes blasting around the [C] corner, [Em] but the cops push them right over.
_ _ _ [C] On the street, all of those legs [D] screaming something in [Cm] Spanish, [G] still breathing when [Em] I walk away.
_ _ And someone [C] said, hey man, [D] did you [E] see that?
His body [C] hit the street with such a [D] [E] beautiful thud. _
_ [C] I [D] wonder what that [Em] kid was saying. _
_ [C] Or was he just [D] lost [Em] in the flood? _
_ [C] Hey man, [D] did you [Em] see that?
Those [C] poor cats were [D] so [Em] fucked up. _
_ [C] I wonder what [D] those dead [Em] men's do. _
_ [C] Oh, they just [D] [E] lost the [Am] flood.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ What a mess.
_ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Em] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ I got hungry, run [Bm] away.
_ _ [C] He walks through town [G] all alone.
He must be from the 40s, he hears the high [Bm] school girls sing.
[D] His country side's burning with wolf men's faith.
[Em] Jesse Jack, we're the [Bm] side.
_ [C] They hang around [G] the [D] sanctuary, [G] he's a holy stone [Bm] they hide.
_ [C] The breaking beams [G] and crosses, [D] _ [G] the spastic screaming [Bm] and fisting. _
[C] Men's run cold through [D] Vatican halls, pregnant, [G]
bleeding in their necks.
[Bm] _ _ _ _ [D] _
Everybody's a John Macy, _ [Em] from that holy [Bm] blood. _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [G] His [D] country's deep, [C] his [Bm] honor's a dead [E] man.
[Em] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ I said, [C] hey, come [D] out, that's [Em] quicksand.
_ [C] It's [D] quicksand, that [Em] ain't mud.
_ Have [C] you [D] thrown your senses [Em] to the water?
[C] Or did you lose [D] them in the [Em] flood?
[Am] _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C] That's your American [G] brother, [D] _ _ [G] so wide and empty [Bm] faced.
_ _ _ [C] Races on days [D] in Jersey, _ [G] in his Chevy stocks and [Bm] parade.
_ _ Rides [D] along the heavenly side, he's got bound for glory, [Em] ever _
_ _ _ [Bm] sustained.
_ [C] He leans on the high pedal [G] and races and [D] stories.
[C] The kids [Bm] call him Jimmy [E] the Fag. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ That range will know his story, [G] he's started at that pitch, [Am] below there's a blasting [E]
point.
[Em] _ He rides head first into [G] a hurricane and [Am] disappears into a [Em] pond.
_ _ [D] There's nothing left of blood where the bodies fell.
[Em] There is nothing left that you could [Bm] fill.
_ _ [C] Just junk all across [D] the horizon, _ a [C] real highway [Bm] makes [Em] it in.
_ [E] _
I _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [C] said, hey, [D] kid, you're a [Em] bad boy.
But [C] man, that ain't [D] all [Em] that's blood.
_ [C] I wonder what [D] he was thinking when [Em] he hit that storm.
[C] Or was he [D] just lost [Em] in the flood?
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
Faith-dabbing [Em] sailors [D] in satin shirts, _
[G] _ whispering in [Bm] the air.
_ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ Some [D] storefront incarnation of a [G] realist, she's putting on the [Bm] estate. _
And [D] Bronx is there to the fossil stand, [Em] with his hand on his own [Bm] hardware. _
_ [C] Every day he shouts, you [D] hear five quick [C] shots, the cops [Bm] come over [E] for him. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ We got a whiz-back gang [G] from uptown, [A] they're shooting from the [Em] street.
_ _ _ Jack from the Bronx [G] starts shredding rivers, and gets [A] blown right off his [Em] feet.
_ _ [D] Some kid comes blasting around the [C] corner, [Em] but the cops push them right over.
_ _ _ [C] On the street, all of those legs [D] screaming something in [Cm] Spanish, [G] still breathing when [Em] I walk away.
_ _ And someone [C] said, hey man, [D] did you [E] see that?
His body [C] hit the street with such a [D] [E] beautiful thud. _
_ [C] I [D] wonder what that [Em] kid was saying. _
_ [C] Or was he just [D] lost [Em] in the flood? _
_ [C] Hey man, [D] did you [Em] see that?
Those [C] poor cats were [D] so [Em] fucked up. _
_ [C] I wonder what [D] those dead [Em] men's do. _
_ [C] Oh, they just [D] [E] lost the [Am] flood.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ What a mess.
_ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
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