Dire Straits

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        F/C         C       G/B        C
There's gotta be a record of you someplace
      Am        G/B             C  F/C    
You gotta be on somebody's books
    C           G/B             Esus4  Am 
The lowdown - a picture of your face
              G       F
Your injured looks
                  C      F
The sacred and profane
                      C    G
The pleasure and the pain
C              G/B            Am       Em
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
    Dm                Bb        F/Bb
And it's your face Im looking for 
    C             Am
on every street

E|----------------0---------------|
B|------------------3-----0-1-0---|
G|--------------2-----0-2-------2-|
D|--------------------------------|
A|-3-3h5p0------------------------|
E|--------------------------------|

A ladykiller - regulation tattoo
Silver spurs on his heels
Says - what can I tell you, as I'm standing next to you
She threw herself under my wheels
Oh it's a dangerous road
And a hazardous load
And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street

A three-chord symphony crashes into space
The moon is hanging upside down
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
It's a ravenous town
And you still refuse to be traced
Seems to me such a waste
And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street