On The Dark Streets Below
Murder By DeathVersion1
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D-DU-UDU
Slow down, little girl
You've lost your way in this world
Slow down and start again
You'll feel much better in the end
Am
"Annie's always been a live one," says the matroness
She never cries, she never lets her sorrows get the best of her
She makes a kind of music of the buttons popping off her dress
She knows it's just the way it goes on the dark streets below.
Adele came from a decent town, scraped by for her first month's rent
Guessed with her brains she could find a job in management
She showed promise in algebra but now her talent's spent
Counting other people's dough on the dark... streets below!
So get up kid, you're not licked yet!
I never knew a time when you wouldn't take a bet
Slooooooooow down, little girl
You've lost your way in this world
Slow down and start again
You'll feel much better in the end
August's from the old country, came over on a ship
It was like a floating oil drum, it barely made the trip
She knew that she'd been screwed as soon as she pulled up to the spit
Now she knows it's girls like her who compose the dark streets below
These folks got nowhere left to go but the dark streets below
The dark streets below
The dark streets below
The dark streets below
The dark streets below!
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Readable chord sheet for On The Dark Streets Below by Murder By Death
[Am]Slow down, li[Dm]ttle girl You've lost your w[G]ay in this w[Am]orld Slow d[Am]own and start a[Dm]gain You'll feel much b[E]etter in the [Am]end [Enter trumpets] Am "Annie's [Am]always been a live one," says the matroness She n[Am]ever cries, she never lets her sorrows get the best of her She m[Dm]akes a kind of music of the buttons popping off her dress She k[E]nows it's just the way it goes on the dark streets be[Am]low. [Trumpets] [Am] A[Am]dele came from a decent town, scraped by for her first month's rent G[Am]uessed with her brains she could find a job in management She s[Dm]howed promise in algebra but now her talent's spent Counting o[E]ther people's dough on the dark... streets below! [More trumpets] [Am] [Dm] [Am] [E] [Am] So [Dm]get up kid, you're [Am]not licked yet! I [E]never knew a time when you wouldn't take a bet Sl[E]ooooooooow [Am]down, little [Dm]girl You've l[G]ost your way [Am]in this world Slow d[Am]own and start a[Dm]gain You'll f[G]eel much better [Am]in the end [Am]August's from the old country, came over on a ship It was [Am]like a floating oil drum, it barely made the trip She [Dm]knew that she'd been screwed as soon as she pulled up to the spit Now she k[E]nows it's girls like her who compose the dark streets be[Am]low These folks got [E]nowhere left to go but the dark streets be[Am]low [E] The dark streets bel[Am]ow [E] The dark streets bel[Am]ow [E] The dark streets bel[Am]ow [E] The dark streets bel[Am]ow!