On every street    (video)    (midi)

 

                   F              C             G              C

1. There’s gotta be a record of you some place,

                Am              G                   C

    you’ve gotta be on somebody’s books.

F          C                 G                    E     - Am                      Em 

    The lowdown, a picture of your face,          your injured looks,

F                                C      - F                                      C   - G

    the sacred and profane,        the pleasure and the pain.

      C                         G                   Am         Em

    Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete,

                 Dm                Bb                  C                  - Am

    and it’s your face I’m looking for on every street.

 

+  Am - Em - Dm - G    - F - Em - Dm - G    - Am

 

    F            C              G            C    Am       G                C

2.     A ladykiller, regulation tattoo, silver spurs on his heels,

F                              C                      G                       E

    says: What can I tell you as I’m standing next to you.

             Am                                  Em

    She threw herself under my wheels,

F                                    C      - F                               C   - G

    oh, it’s a dangerous road         and a hazardous load.

                  C                    G              Am             Em

    And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat,

           Dm                      Bb                  C                 - Am

    and it’s your face I’m looking for on every street.

 

+  Am - Em - Dm - G    - F - Em - Dm - G  (2x)   + Am

 

            F               C                G                   C

3.  A three-chord symphony crashes into space,

            Am                     G         C 

    the moon is hanging upside down.

F                        C                 G               E

    I don’t know why it is I’m still on the case,

Am                       Em

    it’s a ravenous town,

F                                           C       - F                                    C       - G

    and you still refuse to be traced,     seems to me such a waste,

C                   G                  Am                       Em

    and every victory has a taste that’s bittersweet.

           Dm                      Bb                   C

    And it’s your face I’m looking for on every street,

           Dm                      Bb                  C                  - Am

    and it’s your face I’m looking for on every street.

 

+  Am - Em - Dm - G    - F - Em - Dm - G (8x)  …..

 

         (Dire Straits)