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Intro
F#mI had skin like leather and the dDiamond hard lEook of a cAobra D A D
AI was bF#morn blue and weathered but I buDrst just like a suEper nF#mova
F#mI could wDalk like Brando right into the sun
F#mDance just like a Casa NDova
DWith my blackjack Ejacket and hair sF#mlicked sweet
DSilver star studs on my dEuds like a F#mHarley in the heat
F#mWhen I strut down Dthe stEreet I could fF#meel it's Dheart Ebeat
DThe sisters fEell back and said &F#mquot;don't that man look pretty"
DThe cripple on the Ecorner cried out &F#mquot;nickels for your pity"
F#mThem doEwn town boys sF#mure talk gritty
F#mIt's so hDard to be a sEaint in the cA7susity
F#mI was the king of the alley, Dmama, I could tEalk some tArash D A D
AThe princeF#m of the paupers crowned dDowntown at the beggEars baF#msh
F#mI was the pDimps main prophet I kept every thing cool
F#mJust a backstreet gambler wiDth the luck to lose
DWhen the heat came down aEnd it was lF#meft on the ground
DThe devil aEppeared like Jesus through the sF#mteam in the street
F#mShowed me a Dhand EI knew even the F#mcops cDouldn't bEeat
DI felt theE sideburn on my neck as F#mI dove into the heat
F#mIt's so Dhard to be a saint wEhen you're just a A7susboy out on the street A7
A7Well my A7sussages on the subway sit just A7like the living dead
As thD7suse track clack out their rhythm their eyes D7fixed straight ahead
They rG7ide the line of balance hold on by just a thread
But it's C7too hot in these tunnels, you get hit up by the heat
You get Dmup to go out at your next stop, they Dm/Cpush you back down in your seat
Your hearBbt starts beatin fast as you struggle to your feet
You're ouEsust of that hole back uEp on the street
And them Dsouth side Esisters sure look F#mpretty
The cDripple on the Ecorner cries out F#m"nickles for your pity"
Them Ddown town Eboys F#msure talk gritty
It's so Dhard to be a Esaint Asusin the city A
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