On Every Street

(F)               (Am)          (G)         (C) 
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 
 
(Am)  (C) (G) (G) (F) (G) (C) (G) (Am) 
 
(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 
 
(Am)  (C) (G) (G) (F) (G) (C) (G) (Am) 
 
(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 
 
(Am)  (C) (G) (G) (F) (G) (C) (G) (Am) (C) (G) (G) (F) (G) (C) (G) (Am) (C) (G) (G) (F) (G) (C) (G) (Am) … (G)