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One Way Street

Mark Lanegan
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
The  stars and the moon, aren't where  they're supposed  to be
FOR  the strange electric light, it  falls so close  to me
Love,I  come to the ride,  I'm not sea  sick, rolling  wave
And  you know that I am, just  trying to get  out
Oh,  the glorious sound,  of  the one way street
But  you can't get, can't  get it down without crying
When  I'm dressed in white, send roses  to me
I  drink so much sour whiskey I  can hardly see
And  everywhere I've been,  there's a world  that HOWLS my name
From  the one tiny STING, to  that vacant fame
Oh,  the DEAFENING roar,  remember that's  called a one way street
And  you can't get, can't  get it down without crying
 Solo...some picking on the chords Am Dm Am
Mysteries  aside, you  can't get out
It's  like a tropic light, you  can't get out
Love  I come to the ride,  I'm not sea  sick, rolling  wave
As  away that I fall, trying  to get out
Oh,  the glorious sound,  of  the one way street
And  you can't get, can't  get it down without crying

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Readable chord sheet for One Way Street by Mark Lanegan

[Am]    [Dm] [Am]

[Am]The stars and the moon, aren't w[Dm]here they're sup[Am]posed to be
[Am]FOR the strange electric light, it[Dm] falls so c[Am]lose to me
[Am]Love,I come to the r[C]ide, I'm not s[F]ea sick, rol[Am]ling wave
[Am]And you know that I am, [Dm]just trying to ge[Am]t out

[Dm]Oh, the glorious [E]sound, o[C]f the one way s[Dm]treet
[E]But you can't get, c[G]an't get it down without [Am]crying

[Am]When I'm dressed in white, send r[Dm]oses to [Am]me
[Am]I drink so much sour whiskey [Dm]I can hardly [Am]see
[Am]And everywhere I've [C]been, there's a w[F]orld that HOWLS my [Am]name
[Am]From the one tiny STING, to[Dm] that vacant f[Am]ame

[Dm]Oh, the DEAFENING r[E]oar, remember th[C]at's called a one way s[Dm]treet
[E]And you can't get, ca[G]n't get it down without c[Am]rying

Solo...some picking on the chords  Am    Dm Am

[Am]Mysteries aside, yo[Dm]u can't get [Am]out
[Am]It's like a tropic light, yo[Dm]u can't get [Am]out
[Am]Love I come to the r[C]ide, I'm not se[F]a sick, rolling[Am] wave
[Am]As away that I fall, tr[Dm]ying to get [Am]out

[Dm]Oh, the glorious so[E]und, o[C]f the one way st[Dm]reet
[E]And you can't get, can[G]'t get it down without c[Am]rying

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