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()= bass root note
*= mute chord
~= ring out chord
Intro x2
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A--2--0-2--0-2--0-2-0-2-0-------------------------|
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Verse 1: (play intro x2)
(B) (e)
You say it's beacause we're boisterous
(B) (e)
You hate hate us 'cause we got our dignity
B
There's a difference between the two of us
E
It's a sense of morality and what corrupts
B
We stand together so proud and strong
E
This is the place where we belong
G A
We got loyal friends we keep our heads held high
B
We'll stick together, you and I
G A
Don't need no guns or no drugs on our streets
E
Just a place to go and boots on our feet
Intro x1
Verse 2: (play intro x2, and other guitar mutes chords)
B E
Young skinhead, they call you a hooligan
B E
Just because you don't make any sense to them
B
You're a hard-workin' man whose paid his dues
E
But they still call you rascist on the evening news
B
And the blood the runs right down your wrist
E
Doesn't come from a knife but the cuts on your fist
G A
Your torn up knuckles and faded blue jeans
B
Are the colors you wear and the life you've seen
G A
You tell the truth, look people in the eye
B
Don't live your life in no baggy disguise
Chorus
D E G A
NEVER ALONE! THE CITY STREETS ARE WHERE WE ROAM!
D E G A
NEVER ALONE! THIS IS BOSTON IT'S OUR HOME!
D E G A
NEVER ALONE! THE CITY STREETS ARE WHERE WE ROAM!
D E G A E
NEVER ALONE! THIS IS BOSTON IT'S OUR HOME!
Bass only
Little riff
D--7b9v--|
Verse 3:
B~ e~
Don't need no gang to watch my ***
B~ e~
Just loyal friendships and a pint of Bass
B
In the midst of this chaos and insanity
E
I'm the member of working class society
B
We'll sweat in the ring and bleed in the streets
E
But our will and spirit cannot be beat
G A
You can shoot and you can kick, but together we'll stick
B
Through thick and thin not stick nor stone
G A
Can break the bond that has here grown
B
Arm and arm we fight as one
Chorus x2
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