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Date: Mon, 22 Dec 1997 01:37:36 +0000 (GMT)
From: rickl1@IX.netcom.com (Rick L)
Subject: CRD: Sin City     Emmylou Harris        Chords/Lyrics

Emmylou Harris    Sin City    written by  Gram Parsons
                                          Chris Hillman

Bernie Leadon     acoustic guitar
Byron Berline     fiddle
Hank Devito       steel guitar
James Burton      guitar
Glen D Hardin     piano
Emory Gordy       bass
John Ware         drums
Brian Ahern       acoustic guitar
Herb Pedersen     vocals
John Starling     vocals

         F                   C
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
         G7            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

 From Emmylou Harris "Elite Hotel" LP
 Reprise Records  1975
 Copyright @ 1969 Irving Music Inc.(BMI)