Am  G 
D  Am
Am  G
D  Am
G  Am (x3)
G  D  Am

[Verse 1]
 Am                 G
Downtown L.A. is a depressing place
   D                                        Am
You can see young men with deep lines in their face
  Am                        G 
They could all be something if somebody cared
  D                           Am
But nobody knows they're even down there

[Bridge 1]
 G                        Am 
Old woman walking with a sack on her back
G                     Am
Picking up the garbage people put out back
G                     Am
Men down there trying to walk the line
G                      D            Am
Trading their soul for a bottle of wine

[Verse 2]
 Am                    G
In the inner city it ain't no good
   D                        Am
It's a long, long way from Hollywood
  Am                              G 
Bad kind of people got a hold of the street
   D                     Am
They got something that the poor people need

[Bridge 2]
 G                        Am 
At two in the morning they bust your head
G                     Am
Fat chance walking you'll end up dead
G                     Am
It's the law of the jungle with a gun and a knife
G                      D            Am
If you stay long enough you lose your life

[Solo]
Am  G 
D  Am
Am  G
D  Am
G  Am (x3)
G  D  Am

[Verse 3]
 Am               G
Man down there he couldn't be lying
   D                             Am
He was sleeping in the street and he couldn't keep from crying
  Am                              G 
Said he'd been there for twenty one years
   D                                    Am
Through the bars and the brawls and the blues and the tears

[Bridge 3]
 G                Am
Prop up the front the back falls down
G                     Am
All around the canyons of L.A. town
G                     Am
When he asked me for a dollar I looked him in his face
G                      D            Am
Downtown L.A. is a depressing place

[Outro]
Am  G 
D  Am
Am  G
D  Am
G  Am (x3)
G  D  Am