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We got Aold time bars still standing on downtownD city streets E Old ladies serving drinks inside with no cAolor in their cheeks AListening to a Haggard song you can Dput your old blue collar on Old MAilwaukee on Christmas EEve it's hard to belAieve
Street girls hop from foot to foot, trying to keep warm Trying to pay down a few bills before the next big storm On a corner, trembling in the wind amazed at the mess they're in Wipin' their noses on their sleeve it's hard to believe I swore I'd leave the day they knocked that old smokestack down There's a guy I need to talk to before I quit this town Drivin' past the prison yard still got my old Teamsters card Still hopin' on my reprieve it's hard to believe Bridge:
When I lDooked into her smiling eyes I saw a dAream so fine Like the SEpirit of Chicago on a lonesome old rAailroad line I would have gDone with her that day I just wF#matched her as she drove away I guess oEne of us had to leave it's hard to beAlieve
Solo | A | A | D | D | E | E | A | A | | A | A | D | D | F#m E | D | D | A | A | A | A | Here comes another blown up kid from over there Making the whole world safe for the millionaires Same old swindle hides behind a fresh new coat of lies This is no time to be naive it's hard to believe We got old time bars still standing on downtown city streets Old ladies serving drinks inside with no color in their cheeks Listening to a Haggard song you can put your old blue collar on
It's anF#mother New Years EEve it's hard to belDieve It's hard to belAieve A