The Band

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F#m             A                   D             A
I went down to Duffy's bar with depression on my mind
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Just to blow off a little steam and try to unwind
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Times were getting tough with no relief in sight
F#m           A                   D        A  D A
Last straw I lost my job, next straw your life

C     G    D            A
Knock on knockin' lost John
C             G           D       A
The Great Depression was going strong
C     G     D      A
Hard times comin' on
C     G     D            A
Long gone knockin' lost John

Born on the south side, got my schoolin' at the pool hall
Saturday night we get back to back, Sunday mornin', wall to wall
Never seen nothing like it, people jumpin' out of windows and going mad
That's not half as bad as losin' what you never had

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Back in 1929 it was livin' hell
Crime was on the rise when the bottom fell
Keepin' poverty pocket high upon the hill
Back door you lock it, they'll break it still