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WILLIAMS LUCINDA

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Received: from post-office.nevada.edu (post-office.nevada.edu [131.216.1.11]) by redrock.nevada.edu (8.6.4/8.6.4) with ESMTP id TAA00619 for ; Sun, 2 Jan 1994 19:20:24 -0800 Received: from ucscb.UCSC.EDU (ucscb.UCSC.EDU [128.114.2.8]) by post-office.nevada.edu (8.6.4/8.6.4) with SMTP id TAA18454 for ; Sun, 2 Jan 1994 19:20:21 -0800 Received: by ucscb.UCSC.EDU (5.65/1.34) id AA27965; Sun, 2 Jan 94 19:19:49 -0800 Date: Sun, 2 Jan 94 19:19:49 -0800 From: indigo@ucscb.UCSC.EDU (Adam Schneider) Message-Id: <9401030319.AA27965@ucscb.UCSC.EDU> To: jamesb@nevada.edu Subject: /w/Lucinda.Williams/SidewalksOfTheCity.crd SIDEWALKS OF THE CITY (Lucinda Williams) ---------------------------------------- [Each chord is one measure] G C(9) G C(9) [intro] G D Am C As you walk along the sidewalks of the city G D Am C You see a man with hunger in his face G D Am C And all around you, crumbling buildings and graffiti G D Am C As you bend down to tie your shoelace Sirens scream, but you don't listen You have to reach home before night But now the sun beats down, it makes the sidewalks glisten And somehow you just don't feel right G Em7 C(9) G Hold me, baby, give me some faith G Em7 C(9) G Let me know you're there, let me touch your face G Em7 G Em7 Give me love, give me grace G C(9) C(9) G C(9) G C(9) Tell me good things, tell me that my world is safe You pass by bars with empty stages Three o'clock drinkers fall by Chairs are placed on top of tables As you brush the hair out of your eyes A woman stops you with a question So you drop some money in her hand She sleeps in doorways and bus stations And you'll never understand Hold me, baby, give me some faith Let me know you're there, let me touch your face Give me love, give me grace Tell me good things, tell me that my world is safe







                       


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