G D7
This old town is filled with sin,
G7 C
Itʼll swallow you in
G D7
If youʼve got some money to burn.
G D7
Take it home right away,
G7 C
Youʼve got three years to pay
G D7 G
But Satan is waiting his turn
Chorus:
C D7 G G7
This old earthquakeʼs gonna leave me in the poor house.
C G D7
It seems like this whole townʼs insane
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Wonʼt keep out the Lordʼs burning rain
G D7
The scientists say
G7 C
Itʼll all wash away
G D7
But we donʼt believe any more
G D7
Cause weʼve got our recruits
G7 C
And our green mohair suits
G D7 G G7
So please show you I.D. At the door.
Chorus.
G D7
A friend came around.
G7 C
Tried to clean up this town;
G G7 D7
His ideas made some people mad.
G D7
But he trusted his crowd,
G7 C
So he spoke right out loud
G D7 G
And they lost the best friend they had
Chorus.
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Wonʼt keep out the Lordʼs burning rain
