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Prodigal Son

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Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen, nascido dia 23 de Setembro de 1949 em Long Branch, New Jersey, Estados Unidos, apelidado de "The Boss" é um cantor e compositor americano que tem como banda de apoio a E Street Band. Começou sua carreira em 1969. Springsteen é conhecido por suas letras patrióticas, poéticas, e sentimentos de afeição por sua terra natal, New Jersey.

Em 1965, apresentava-se no Greenwich Village em New York formado bandas como Steel Mill e Dr. Zoom and The Sonic Boom.

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Prodigal Son-Bruce Springsteen
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Tabbed by:Nick V.
E-mail:[email protected]

Another lost classic from the '72 solo recordings.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WnWgW1-7ABQ

Tuning:EADGBE

Capo III

E Esus A A/E F#m B
e|-0---0----0---0---2----x--------------------------------------------------------|
B|-0---0----2---2---2----4--------------------------------------------------------|
G|-1---2----2---2---2----4--------------------------------------------------------|
D|-2---2----2---2---4----4--------------------------------------------------------|
A|-2---2----0---0---4----2--------------------------------------------------------|
E|-0---0----x---0---2----x--------------------------------------------------------|

E Esus E Esus

E Esus
In a place where outlaws are banned from the range
E A F#m
On a day that mountains have fallen to foe
A/E E
In a land where boys are forbidden to grow
A F#m B
And metal is the only master
E Esus E Esus
Where the highway ends and the desert breaks
E A F#m
And buildings are bent from great earthquakes
A/E E
Statesmen crawl on their bellies like snakes
A F#m B
And feed off the public hunger
Esus E
In a land where skyscrapers scratch the sky
Esus E
And delinquent daughters to their mothers still lie
Esus B
Papa stands on the corner he wants to beat the drum
A E Esus E Esus
Welcome home my prodigal son

E Esus
When rivers run raging through city streets
E A F#m
And great eagles have fallen from their lofty peaks
A/E E
And policemen moonlight as sideshow freaks
A F#m B
Before the final crime is committed
E Esus E Esus
When presidents ride in Ford Mustangs
E A F#m
And the black man releases his Cadillac fangs
A/E E
And you're checked out in bad as the landlord bangs
A F#m B
The young girl next door for the rent
Esus E
Where telegraph wires are attached to your mind
Esus E
Delinquent daughters to their mothers still lie
Esus B
Papa stands on the corner waiting to beat the drum
A E Esus E Esus
Welcome home my prodigal son

E Esus
When the telephone rings and falls off the hook
E A F#m
And your legs have been stolen from some defense department crook
A/E E
And you're starting to think about writing a book
A F#m B
But now you won't pledge allegiance to anything
E Esus E Esus
And the maid comes in with coffee and cake
E A F#m
And a low-cut dress she wore just for your sake
A/E E
You explain you're not dead, she takes it as a compliment
A F#m B
Sticks out her tongue and asks for requests
Esus E
In a land where skyscrapers scratch the sky
Esus E
And delinquent daughters to their mothers still lie
Esus B
Papa stands on the corner waiting to beat the drum
E Esus E Esus E Esus
Welcome home my prodigal son

E Esus
And the mercury men with hydraulic joints
E A F#m
They bribe with a smile and hold you up in the alley at pen point
A/E E
They ask you to bend over that they may anoint
A F#m B
You with the holy water of your profession
E Esus
When the line between love and hate gets so thin
E A F#m
And your body takes over when your mind gives in
A/E E
And your lady lover demands that you pin her to the floor
A F#m B
But it's too late, your reflexes are shot
E Esus
And the man on the corner with the nervous twitch
E A F#m
Whispers,"Hey, how'd you like to buy a nice bitch?
A/E E
She's a thirty-eight and I got her loaded in all six"
A F#m B
He keeps talking and you just keep walking
E Esus E Esus
And you reach for the sky and get stuck on a steeple
E A F#m
You reach out for love but you get lost in the people
A/E E
You run through the canyon screaming like an eagle
A F#m B
And you fall face first in the mud
Esus E
In a land where skyscrapers scratch the sky
Esus E
And delinquent daughters have their own children who lie
Esus B
Papa stands on the corner watching the parade he wants to beat the drum
E A E Esus E
Welcome home, welcome home my prodigal son
A Esus E Esus E
Welcome home my prodigal son

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