Bruce Springsteen - Dry Lightning

dry lightning – bruce springsteen

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– – – – – – 8 – – | – 7 – 7 – 7 – | – – – – – 7 – 7>8 – 7 – – – | – 5 – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – – |
– – – – 8 – 8 – – | – 8 – – – – – | – – – 8 – – – – h – – – – 8 – | – – – 8 – 6 – | – 5 – 53 – 5 – | – 5 – – – – – – – – – |
– – 9 – 9 – – – – | – – – – – – – | – 7 – – – – – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – | – – – – s – – – – | – – – – – – – – – – |
– 10 – – – – – – | – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – – |
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– – – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – – |
threw . . .

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threw my robe on in the morning
C
watched the ring on the stove turn to red ,
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stared hypnotized into a cup of coffee
C
pulled on my boots and made my bed
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screen door hangin’ off its hinges
C
kept bangin’ me awake all night
G
as i look out the window
C
the only thing in sight

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is dry lightning
C
on the horizon line
G Gsus G
just dry lightning
Gsus C
and you on my mind

F
i chased the heat of her blood
C
like it was the holy grail
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descend beautiful spirit
C
into the evening pale
F
her appaloosa’s
C
kickin’ in the corral smelling rain
G
there’s a low thunder rolling
C
’cross the mesquite plain

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but it’s dry lightning
C
on the horizon line
G Gsus G
just dry lightning
Gsus C
and you on my mind

C F C G
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– – – – – – 1 – 0 – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – – – |
– – – – – – 0 – 1 – 3 – 1 – | – 1 – 85 – 5 – – – – |
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– – – – – – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – – – – – – – |

G
i’d drive down to alvarado street
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where she danced to make ends meet
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i’d spend the night over my gin
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as she’d talk to her men

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well the piss yellow sun
C
comes bringing up the day
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she said ain’t nobody gonna give nobody
C
what they really need anyway
F
you get so sick of the fighting
C
you lose your fear of the end
G
but you can’t lose your memory
C
and the sweet smell of your skin

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and it’s dry lightning
C
on the horizon line
G Gsus G
just dry lightning
Gsus C
and you on my mind – – – – – – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – |
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – |
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – | – – 0 – – |
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– – – – – s – – – – 5 – – – | – – 3 – – |
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – | – – – – – |

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– 3 – – 1 – – 0 – – 3 – – – |
– 0 – – 1 – – 1 – – 1 – – – |
– 0 – – 2 – – 0 – – 0 – – – |
– 0 – – 3 – – 2 – – 0 – – – |