Atlantic City by Anne
Tabbed by John Eccleston
Standard Tuning

http://www.annepdx.com/

Anne covering Bruce Springsteen for an RFC comp.
This is a pretty basic song that relies on a few
basic chords and a cool little riff on the keyboard.
Below are the chords/lyrics with the keyboard riff
tabbed out. Use bar chords for the closest recreation.

The chords used during the keyboard riff are the same as in the verse.


           F#m        A                D           A
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night

           F#m         A        D     A
Well, they blew up his house, too

           F#m           A                  D      A
Down on the boardwalk they're getting ready for a fight

     F#m        A               D        A
Gonna see what them racket boys can do

             F#m         A            D     A
Now, there's trouble busting in from outta state

       F#m        A           D      A
And the D.A. can't get no relief

          F#m     A          D      A
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade

        F#m            A                        D           E
And the gambling commission's hanging on by the skin of his teeth


          F#m         A     D              A
Well baby, everything dies, baby, that's a fact
  
          F#m             A         E        F#m
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
 
F#m             A            D       A
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
  
    F#m       A           D       A
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City


Keyboard riff:
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|--------------7-----------7----------------------------7-------------------|
G|---6--9----6-----------9------9--6--------6-6--9----6------9---6---4-------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|

       
        F#m   A                    D        A
Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away

    F#m         A             D        A
But I got debts that no honest man can pay

   F#m         A          D            A
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust

    F#m         A              D               E
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus


         F#m         A     D              A
Now baby, everything dies, baby, that's a fact
  
          F#m             A         E        F#m
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
 
F#m             A            D       A
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
  
    F#m       A           D       A
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City


Keyboard riff:
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|--------------7-----------7----------------------------7-------------------|
G|---6--9----6-----------9------9--6--------6-6--9----6------9---6---4-------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|


e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|--------------7-----------7----------------------------7-------------------|
G|---6--9----6-----------9------9--6--------6-6--9----6------9---6---4-------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|



E       D                         F#m
Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold

   D         E            F#m
But with you forever I'll stay
 
      D                   F#m
We're going out where the sand's turning to gold
 
D      A                          D            A
Put on your stockings baby, `cause the night's getting cold

   D     A                D         A
And everything dies, baby, that's a fact
  
          D          A             E         D
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back


 Keyboard riff:
e|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------7-----------7----------------------------7---------------------|
G|---6--9--------------9------9--6--------6-6--9----6------9---6---4---------|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|


      F#m               A              D        A
Now, I been looking for a job, but it's hard to find

               F#m               A
Down here it's just winners and losers and don't
        D                   A
   get caught on the wrong side of that line

       F#m            A                D          A
Cause, I'm tired of coming out on the losing end

           F#m                  A                             D           E
So, honey, last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him



F#m         A         D         A
Everything dies, baby, that's a fact
  
          F#m             A         E        F#m
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
 
F#m              A          D       A
Put your hair up nice, do your hair up pretty
  
    F#m       A           D       A
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

F#m