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Losin' Kind chords by Bruce Springsteen

  • D

  • C#

    4
  • A

  • G

  • F#

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Verse 1
(D major) My name (C sharp major) (D major) is Frank Davis,
drive a Dixie 109
I was (A major) out on Highway 17,
just (D major) south of the Camden Line
It (C sharp major) (D major) was down there in the
heart of Wilsonsville
Where I met my fate
She was stand (A major) ing outside the bar
Said (D major) she was waiting for a date
But I knew (G major)
(F sharp major) That that was (G major) just a lie (D major) (C sharp major) (D major)
And I knew (A major) I was messing
with a (D major) losing kind
Well, I knew what we were both doing
And I knew you can't win
But when the light (A major) turned green
I reached across the sea
Popped (D major) the lock in, she slid (C sharp major) in (D major)
She said she liked Mexican music
She knew (C sharp major) a place (D major) if I had the time
We (A major) had a few drinks and we danced a while
I (D major) pulled her clothes, she didn't mind
And what I (G major) knew kind of slipped my mind (D major)
And I couldn't resist her (A major) (D major) pres (A major) ence
with a los (C sharp major) ing kind (D major)
Well, we drove around in my Buick
Getting drunk and having fun
Well, we ended (A major) up at the Space Western
Out (D major) on Highway 101
It was around 3 a .m., we went out
To this empty little roadside bar
It was there the (A major) cash register was open
It was there I (D major) hit that guy to heart
But I knew (G major) it when I hit him
for the second time (D major)
That one attracts the other
(A major) when they're the (D major) losing kind (C sharp major)
(D major) (G major) (C sharp major) (D major) (A major) (D major)
Well, I grabbed her hand
to get out of there
And I felt like I was gonna be sick
And half (A major) hour later the sleet
started coming down
An (D major) d that highway got pretty slick
I seen some lights in my rearview mirror
I guess I panicked and I gave her a gun
Well, then I wrapped us (A major) around
a telephone pole
South (D major) on Highway 101
Well, she just stumbled out onto the bank
And sat down in a pile
Well, I kicked out (A major) the
driver's side window
But, (D major) when I got out
Well, all I had to greet me
Was a highway patrolman spurting by
He (A major) looked at the wreck and then he said
Son, (D major) you're luck (D major) y to be (D major) alive
Well, sir, I'll (G major) think that one over
If you don't mind
Outlook ain't much (A major) good to you
Outro 1
When it's the losing kind
(D major)
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