On Every Street

F               Am          G         C 
There's gotta be a record of you some place
F                 G          C 
You gotta be on somebody's books
F     Am          G               Am 
The low-down - a picture of your face
F            G 
Your injured looks
F                C 
The sacred and profane
F                    Am   G 
The pleasure and the pain
Am              G            F          Em 
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
Dm                     B          Am          Em 
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
Am  C G G F G C G Am 
A lady-killer - 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
Am  C G G F G C G Am 
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
Am  C G G F G C G Am C G G F G C G Am C G G F G C G Am … G