Kunci Ukulele Bruce Springsteen – The hitter Versi 1

^FCome to the door, Ma, and unlock^F the chai^Fn I was just passin' through and got caught in the r^Fain There's nothin' I want, nothin' that you need s^Fay Just let me lie down for a while and I'll ^Gbe on my w^Fay

I was no mo^Fre than a kid when you put me on the ^FSouthern ^FQueen With the police on my back I fled to New Orle^Fans I fought in the dockyards and with the money I m^Fade I knew the fight was my home and b^Glood was my tr^Fade

^FBaton Rouge, Poncitoula, and ^FLafayette ^Ftown Well they paid me their money, Ma, I knocked the men d^Fown I did what I did well it come easil^Fy G F | Restraint and mercy, Ma, were always strangers to me

I fought c^Fhampion Jack Thompson in a ^Ffield full of ^Fmud Rain poured through the tent to the canvas and mixed with our b^Flood In the twelfth I slipped my tongue over my broken j^Faw I stood over him and pounded his bloody body into the fl^Foor Well the bell rang and rang and still I kept o^Fn 'Till I felt my glove leather slip 'twe^Gen his skin and b^Fone

Then the w^Fomen and the money came fast and the ^Fdays I lost ^Ftrack The women red, the money green, but the numbers were bl^Fack I fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their b^Fets I took my good share, Ma, I h^Gave no regre^Fts

Then I took the f^Fix at the state armory with ^Fbig John Mc^FDowell From high in the rafters I watched myself ^Ffall As he raised his arm my stomach twisted and the sky it went ^Fblack I stuffed my bag with their good money and I n^Gever looked ba^Fck

Unders^Ftand, in the end, Ma, every man plays the g^Fame If you know me one different then s^Gpeak out his na^Fme M^Fa if my voice now you don't recognize Then just op^Fen the door and look in^Gto your dark ey^Fes I a^Fsk of you nothin', not a kiss not a smile, Just o^Fpen the door and let me lie d^Gown for a wh^File

Now the g^Fray rain's fallin' and my ring ^Ffightin's ^Fdone So in the work fields and alleys I take all who'll c^Fome If you're a better man than me then just step to the l^Fine Show me your money and speak out your c^Frime Now there's nothin' I want, Ma, nothin' that you need s^Fay Just let me lie down for a while and I'll ^Gbe on my w^Fay

Tonig^Fht in the shipyard a man draws a circle in the dirt I move to the center and I take off my s^Fhirt I study him for the cuts, the scars, the pain, Man, nor time can e^Frase I move hard to the left and I ^Gstrike to the^F face^F