On Every Street

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There?s gotta be a record of you some place 
F                   G          C 
  You gotta be on somebody?s books 
F         Am          G               Am 
    The low-down - a picture of your face 
F                 G 
     Your injured looks 
F                    C 
    The sacred and profane 
F                        Am   G 
    The pleasure and the pain 
Am              G            F          Em 
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete 
Dm                     B          Am          Em 
And it?s your face I?m looking for on every street 
 
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A lady-killer - regulation tattoo 
Silver spurs on his heels 
Says - what can I tell you as I?m standing next to you 
She threw herself under my wheels 
Oh it?s a dangerous road 
And a hazardous load 
And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat 
And it?s your face I?m looking for on every street 
 
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A three-chord symphony crashes into space 
The moon is hanging upside down 
I don?t know why it is I?m still on the case 
It?s a ravenous town 
And you still refuse to be traced 
Seems to me such a waste 
And every victory has a taste that?s bittersweet 
And it?s your face I?m looking for on every street 
 
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