• Song:

    Wrecking Ball

  • Artist:

    Bruce Springsteen

Tabbed by: Nicholas Corak       

Note: I'm just a little unsure about the chords in the "hard times come, hard times go" part.


Capo:   3rd Fret
Tuning: Drop D



Chords: Relative to capo


   D9   G    Bm11   A     Em    A4

e | ---0-----0-----0-----0-----0------0--- | 
B | ---3-----3-----3-----2-----0------3--- | 
G | ---2-----0-----4-----2-----0------2--- | 
D | ---0-----0-----4-----2-----2------2--- | 
A | ---------2-----2-----0-----2------0--- | 
D | ---------0-----0-----------2---------- | 



D9                                                     G
I was raised out of steel here in the swamps of Jersey, some misty years ago
Bm11                                                        G
Through the mud and the beer, and the blood and the cheers, I've seen champions come and go
D9                          G
So if you got the guts mister, yeah, if you got the balls
Bm11                                                 G
If you think it's your time, then step to the line, and bring on your wrecking ball


                       D9
Bring on your wrecking ball
                         G
Bring on your wrecking ball
                           Bm11                       A
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you got
                       D9
Bring on your wrecking ball


D9                                                          G
Now my home's here in these meadowlands, where mosquitoes grow big as airplanes
              Bm11                                        G
Here where the blood is spilled, the arena's filled, and giants played their games
    D9                            G
So raise up your glasses and let me hear your voices call
       Bm11                                 G
Because tonight all the dead are here, so bring on your wrecking ball


                       D9
Bring on your wrecking ball
                         G
Bring on your wrecking ball
                           Bm11                       A
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you got
                       D9
Bring on your wrecking ball



One, two, A one two three four!         D9D9GGBm11AD9D9 x2


         G                        Bm11
Yeah, we know that come tomorrow, none of this will be here
   Em                            G
So hold tight to your anger, you hold tight to your anger
 Em                       A4                 A
Hold tight to your anger, don't fall to your fears


D9D9GGBm11AD9D9


D9                                          G
Now when all this steel and these stories, they drift away to rust
    Bm11                               G
And all our youth and beauty, it's been given to the dust
        D9                             G
When the game has been decided and we're burning down the clock
    Bm11                                        G
And all our little victories and glories have turned into parking lots
D9                                 G
When your best hopes and desires are scattered to the wind

Bm11                  
And hard times come, and hard times go
A
And hard times come, and hard times go
G
And hard times come, and hard times go
?
And hard times come, and hard times go
Em
And hard times come, and hard times go
     A4           A
Yeah just to come again


                       D9
Bring on your wrecking ball
                         G
Bring on your wrecking ball
                           Bm11                       A
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you got
                       D9
Bring on your wrecking ball

                       D9
Bring on your wrecking ball
                         G
Bring on your wrecking ball
                           Bm11                       A
Come on and take your best shot, let me see what you got
                       D9
Bring on your wrecking ball



One, two, A one two three four! D9D9GGBm11AD9D9 etc.
(Whoa whoa whoa-whoa)
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