G D7
This old town is filled with sin,
G7 C
It'll swallow you in
G D7
If you've got some money to burn.
G D7
Take it home right away,
G7 C
You've got three years to pay
G D7 G
But Satan is waiting his turn
CHORUS:
C D7 G G7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house.
C G D7
It seems like this whole town's insane
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
G D7
The scientists say
G7 C
It'll all wash away
G D7
But we don't believe any more
G D7
Cause we've got our recruits
G7 C
And our green mohair suits
G D7 G G7
So please show you I.D. At the door.
CHORUS
(Instrumental break)
G D7
A friend came around.
G7 C
Tried to clean up this town;
G G7 D7
His ideas made some people mad.
G D7
But he trusted his crowd,
G7 C
So he spoke right out loud
G D7 G
And they lost the best friend they had
CHORUS
C D7 G7 C
On the thirty-first floor your gold plated door
G D7 G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
Tom Lindsey
