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Atlantic City

Hank Williams III
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D-DU-UDU
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 Well they blew  up the chicken man
 in Philly  last night
 Now they blew  up his house too
 Down on  the boardwalk they're gettin'
ready  for a fight,
 Gonna see  what them racket boys can do
 Now there's trouble  busin' in
 from outta state,
 and the D.A.  can't get no relief
 Gonna be  a rumble
 out on the promenade  and the
 gamblin' commission's  hangin'
 on by the skin of its teeth
 Well now everything  dies, baby  that's a fact,
 but maybe everything  that dies, someday  comes back
 Put your makeup  on, fix your hair  up pretty
 and meet  me tonight in Atlantic City
 Well I got  a job and tried to
put  my money away,
 but I  got debts that no honest man can pay
 So I drew  what I had,
from  the Central Trust,
 and bought  us two tickets on that City  Coast bus
 Well now everything  dies, baby  that's a fact,
 but maybe everything  that dies, someday  comes back
 Put your makeup  on, fix your hair  up pretty
 and meet  me tonight in Atlantic City
 Now our luck  may have died,
 and our love  may be cold,
 but with you  forever,  I'll stay
 Now I been lookin'  for a job,
 but it's hard  to find
 Down here  it's just winners  and losers
Honey,  last night,
 I met this guy,
 and I'm gonna  do a favor for  him.
 I guess Everything dies,  baby that's a fact,
 but maybe everything  that dies
 someday, comes back
 Put your hair up nice  and sit  up pretty,
 and meet  me tonight  in Atlantic City
Meet  me tonight  in Atlantic City
Meet  me tonight  in Atlantic City

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Readable chord sheet for Atlantic City by Hank Williams III

[E]-0-2-3-

[G]  [C]  [D]  [G]

Well they [G]blew up the chicken man
in [C]Philly last night
Now they [D]blew up his house [G]too
Down [G]on the boardwalk they're gettin'
[C]ready for a fight,
Gonna [D]see what them racket boys can [G]do
Now there's [G]trouble busin' in
from outta [C]state,
and the [D]D.A. can't get no rel[G]ief
Gonna [G]be a rumble
out on the [C]promenade and the
gamblin' [D]commission's hangin'
on by the skin of its [G]teeth

Well now [C]everything dies, [G]baby that's a fact,
but maybe [D]everything that dies, [G]someday comes back
Put your [C]makeup on, fix your [G]hair up pretty
and [D]meet me tonight in Atlantic [G]City

Well I [G]got a job and tried to
[C]put my money away,
but [D]I got debts that no honest man can [G]pay
So I [G]drew what I had,
[C]from the Central Trust,
and [D]bought us two tickets on that [G]City Coast bus

Well now [C]everything dies, [G]baby that's a fact,
but maybe [D]everything that dies, [G]someday comes back
Put your [C]makeup on, fix your [G]hair up pretty
and [D]meet me tonight in Atlantic [G]City

[Em]

Now our l[Em]uck may have [Am]died,
and our l[Em]ove may be [Am]cold,
but with [C]you for[D]ever, I'll [Em]stay
Now I been [Em]lookin' for a [Am]job,
but it's [Em]hard to f[Am]ind
Down [C]here it's just [D]winners and [Em]losers
[Em]Honey, last [Am]night,
[Em]  I met this [Am]guy,
and I'm [C]gonna do a [D]favor [Em]for him.
I guess [C]Everything [D]dies, baby that's a [Em]fact,
but maybe [C]everything that [D]dies
someday, comes [Em]back
Put your hair up [Am]nice and [Em]sit up [Am]pretty,
and [C]meet me toni[D]ght in Atlantic [Em]City
[C]Meet me ton[D]ight in Atlantic [Em]City
[C]Meet me ton[D]ight in Atlantic [Em]City

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