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Lirik Lagu dan Kunci Gitar / Piano "Atlantic City" dari Bruce Springsteen

Atlantic City - Bruce Springsteen | Penyanyi bernama lengkap Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen ini lahir di Long Branch New Jersey 23 September 1949 silam. Bruce Springsteen juga merupakan frontman dari grup E-Street Band dengan anggota lainnya adalah Garry Tallent, Roy Bittan, Max Weinberg, Steven Van Zandt, Nils Lofgren dan Patti Scialfa. 

Lagu Atlantic City diciptakan dan direkam oleh Bruce Springsteen yang masuk song list untuk album solonya bertitelkan "Nebrasaka" rilis tahun 1982. Lagu ini menggambarkan seorang pasangan muda bergulat antara hidup dan mati yang tak terhindarkan dalam usaha melarikan diri ke Atlantic City New Jersey.

Berikut adalah lirik Lagu dan Kunci Gitar / Piano "Atlantic City" dari Bruce Springsteen disertai dengan beberapa video musiknya

[verse]

{ F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .A . . }

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .E . . |         

[chorus]

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | E .F#m . . |     

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        

[musik]

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        

 [verse]

{ F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .A . . }

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .E . . |         

[chorus]

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | E .F#m . . |     

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        

 [bridge]

| D . . . | F#m . . . | D . E . | F#m . . . |

| D . . . | F#m . . . | D . A . | D . A . |

| D . A . | D . A . | D . A . | E . D . |

[musik]

| F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        F#m .A . . | D .A . . |        

[Verse]

           F#m       A                D           A

Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night

         F#m        A                 D           A

Now, they blew up his house, too

           F#m          A                  D      A

Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fight

     F#m       A                    D             A

Gonna see what them racket boys can do

             F#m        A            D     A

Now, there's trouble bustin' in from outta state

       F#m       A           D            A

And the D.A. can't get no relief

          F#m    A          D             A

Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade

        F#m           A                        D           E

And the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of his teeth

[Chorus]

         F#m    A                D        A

Well now, ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact

          F#m          A           E         F#m

But maybe ev'rything that dies 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

[Verse]

       F#m     A                   D          A

Well, I got a job and tried to put my money away

            F#m          A     D          A

But I got debts that no honest man can pay

      F#m          A          D         A

So I drew what I had from the Central Trust

      F#m              A            D          E

And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus

[Chorus]

         F#m    A                D        A

Well now, ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact

          F#m          A           E         F#m

But maybe ev'rything that dies 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

[Bridge]

E      D                          F#m

Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold

   D         E            F#m

But with you forever I'll stay

      D                         F#m

We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold

D      A                          D            A

Put on your stockin's baby, `cause the night's gettin' cold

   D           A                D         A

And maybe ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact

          D          A             E         D

But maybe ev'rything that dies someday comes back

[Verse]

           F#m             A              D        A

Now, I been lookin' for a job, but it's hard to find

                F#m              A             

Down here it's just winners and losers and don't

        D                   A                 

   get caught on the wrong side of that line

           F#m             A         D      A

Well, I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end

                F#m               A           

So, honey, last night I met this guy and I'm gonna

 D                   A

do a little favor for him

[Chorus]

         F#m    A                D        A

Well now, ev'rything dies, baby, that's a fact

          F#m          A           E         F#m

But maybe ev'rything that dies 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                                               

 

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