This old town is filled with sin
F7 Bb
It will swallow you in
F C C7
If you've got some money to burn
F C
Take it home right away
C7 F7 Bb
You've got three years to pay
F C7 F C7
But Satan is waiting his turn
F C
The scientists say
F7 Bb
It will all wash away
F C C7
But we don't believe any more
F C
Cause we've got our recruits
F7 Bb
And our green mohair suits
F C7 F F7
So please show your I.D. At the door
Bb C7 F F7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house
Bb F C7
It seems like this whole town's insane
Bb C7 F F7 Bb
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
F C7 F C7
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
SOLO in F around melody then Bb D7
G D7
A friend came around
7G C
Tried to clean up this town
G D D7
His ideas made some people mad
G D
But he trusted his crowd
G7 C
So he spoke right out loud
G D7 G G7
And they lost the best friend they had
C D7 G G7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house
C G D7
It seems like this whole town's insane
C D G G7 C
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
G D7 G G7
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
C D G G7 C
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
G D7 C G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
Copyright @ 1969 Irving Music Inc.
(BMI)
From the "Gilded Palace Of Sin"
Writer(s): Gram Parsons, Christopher Hillman
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