Gram Parsons - Sin city

This old t^Down's, filled with s^A7in, it'll s^D7wallow you ^Gin, if you've ^Dgot, some money to b^A7urn, Take it ho^Dme, right a^A7way, you've got ^D7three years to ^Gpay but ^Dsatan. is w^A7aiting his ^Dturn ^D7

This old ear^Gthquake's gonna ^A7leave me in the p^Doorhouse, it ^Gseems like this ^Dwhole town's ^A7insane. On the ^Gthirty-first ^A7floor, A ^D7gold plated d^Goor, won't k^Deep out, the ^A7lords burning r^Deign. ^A7

The ^Dscientists s^A7ay, It'll all ^D7wash awa^Gy, But we ^Ddon't believe any^A7 more Cause we've ^Dgot our re^A7cruits and our ^D7green mohair ^Gsuits So ^Dplease show you ^A7I.D. At the ^Ddoor. ^D7

This old ear^Gthquake's gonna ^A7leave me in the p^Doorhouse,^D7 it ^Gseems like this ^Dwhole town's ^A7insane. On the ^Gthirty-first ^A7floor, A ^D7gold plated d^Goor, won't k^Deep out, the ^A7lords burning r^Deign. ^A7

A ^Dfriend came a^A7round, Tried to ^D7clean up this ^Gtown; His i^Ddeas made some people ^A7mad. But he ^Dtrusted his ^A7crowd, So he ^D7spoke right out ^Gloud ^DAnd they lost the ^A7best friend they ^Dhad ^D7

This old ear^Gthquake's gonna ^A7leave me in the p^Doorhouse,^D7 it ^Gseems like this ^Dwhole town's ^A7insane. On the ^Gthirty-first ^A7floor, A ^D7gold plated d^Goor, won't k^Deep out, the ^A7lords burning r^Deign. ^D7

On the ^Gthirty-first ^A7floor your ^D7gold plated ^Gdoor Won't ^Dkeep out the ^A7Lord's burning ^Drain