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From: "David Ribeiro" 
Subject: TRACY CHAPMAN - SUBCITY
Date: Thu, 26 Feb 1998 15:16:57 PST

Subcity - Tracy Chapman
Tabbed by: David Ribeiro
Notes: Capo on 2.
Introduction: G Am C (Twice)
E-mail: tracydcr@hotmail.com


G (320003@1)                         AmPeople (x02210@1)say it doesn't exist
                                 C'Cause (x32010@1)no one would like to admit
                             GThat (320003@1)there is a city underground
                           AmWhere (x02210@1)people live everyday
                        COff (x32010@1)the waste and decay
                                  GOff (320003@1)the discards of their fellow man


CHORUS:

G (320003@1)                         AmC
Here in subcity life is hard
G (320003@1)                    Am (x02210@1)         DWe (xx0232@1)can't receive any government relief
                   G (320003@1)                     Am (x02210@1)    CI'd (x32010@1)like to please give Mr. President my honest regards
           D (xx0232@1)   GFor (320003@1)disregarding me

They say there's too much crime in these city streets
My sentiments exactly
Government and big business hold the purse strings
When I worked I worked in the factories
I'm at the mercy of the world
I guess I'm lucky to be alive

                     AmThey (x02210@1)say we've fallen through the cracks
GThey (320003@1)say the system works
But we won't let it
 CHelp (x32010@1)I guess they never stop to think
    GWe (320003@1)might not just want handouts
                              AmBut (x02210@1)a way to make an honest living
                    GLiving (320003@1)this ain't living

What did I do deserve this
Had my trust in god
Worked everyday of my life
Thought I had some guarantees
That's what I thought
At least that's what I thought

Last night I had another restless sleep
Wondering what tomorrow might bring
Last night I dreamed
A cold blue light was shining down on me
I screamed myself awake
Thought I must be dying
Thought I must be dying

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