Intro verse 1Em G C G Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last nightEm G C G now they blew up his house tooEm G C G Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready for a fightEm G C G gonna see what them racket boys can doEm C G Now there's trouble busin' in from outta stateEm G C G and the D.A. can't get no reliefEm G C G Gonna be a rumble out on the promenadeEm G C D and the gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teethCHORUSEm G C G Well now everything dies baby that's a factEm G C G But maybe everything that dies someday comes backEm G C G Put your makeup on fix your hair up prettyEm G C G And meet me tonight in Atlantic City Em G C G x2 Verse 2 (same as verse 1) Well I got a job and tried to put my money away But I got debts that no honest man can pay So I drew what I had from the Central Trust And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus CHORUS x2 BridgeC Em Now our luck may have died and our love may be coldC D Em but with you forever I'll stayC Em We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to goldC D so put on your stockin's baby 'cause the night's getting coldC B Am G And everything dies baby that's a factC B Am maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Atlantic City
Mat Kearney
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