Atlantic City

          F#m         A           
Well they blew up the chicken man 
   D           A               
in Philly last night; now they 
F#m     A
blew up his house
D
too
A           F#m            
Down on the boardwalk they're 
   A       D           A      
gettin' ready for a fight, 
F#m                 A
gonna see what them racket
         D
boys can do

A           F#m     A            
Now there's trouble busin' in 
  D     A             F#m        
from outta state and the D.A. 
A        D
can't get no relief
A          F#m    A      
Gonna be a rumble out on the 
    D    A            
promenade and the gamblin' 
F#m         A
commission's hangin' on by
    D           E
the skin of its teeth

         F#m        A         D  
Well now everything dies baby 
      A
that's a fact,
          F#m             A  
but maybe everything that dies 
      D         F#m
someday comes back
         A      D           A
Put your makeup on fix your hair up 
pretty,
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City

       F#m   A                    
Well I got a job and tried to put 
   D      A
my money away,
          F#m           A      D 
but I got debts that no honest 
      A
man can pay
     F#m         A          
So I drew what I had from the 
  D       A
Central Trust,
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      F#m           A             
and I bought us two tickets on 
  E
that Coast City bus

         F#m        A         D  
Well now everything dies baby 
      A
that's a fact,
          F#m             A  
but maybe everything that dies 
      D         F#m
someday comes back
         A      D           A
Put your makeup on fix your hair up 
pretty,
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City

        D             F#m          
Now our luck may have died and our 
A           F#m           
love may be cold but with you 
A                F#m
forever I'll stay
      D                          
We're goin' out where the sand's 
F#m        A       F#m     
turnin' to gold so put on your 
              A
stockin's baby
           F#m             A
'cause the night's getting cold

         F#m        A         D  
Well now everything dies baby 
      A
that's a fact,
          F#m             A  
but maybe everything that dies 
      D         F#m
someday comes back

           A             F#m   
Now I been lookin' for a job but 
       D       A
it's hard to find
                    F#m        
Down here it's just winners and 
 D                                 
losers and don't get caught on the 
 A
wrong side of
     F#m
that line
         A               D        
Well I'm tired of comin' out on 
   F#m
this losin' end;
         A                     D  
so honey last night I met this guy
                           A       
 and I'm gonna do a little favor 
  F#m
for him

             F#m        A         
Well I guess everything dies baby 
D        A
that's a fact,
          F#m             A  
but maybe everything that dies 
      D         F#m
someday comes back
         A       D             A
Put your hair up nice fix your hair 
up pretty,
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
    F#m       A          D      A
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City

* Alternate:

Capo II

F#m = Em
A   = G
D   = C
E   = D