2 acessos
Am G D Am Am G D Am G Am (x3) G D Am [Verse 1] Am G Downtown L.A. is a depressing place D Am You can see young men with deep lines in their face Am G They could all be something if somebody cared D Am But nobody knows they're even down there [Bridge 1] G Am Old woman walking with a sack on her back G Am Picking up the garbage people put out back G Am Men down there trying to walk the line G D Am Trading their soul for a bottle of wine [Verse 2] Am G In the inner city it ain't no good D Am It's a long, long way from Hollywood Am G Bad kind of people got a hold of the street D Am They got something that the poor people need [Bridge 2] G Am At two in the morning they bust your head G Am Fat chance walking you'll end up dead G Am It's the law of the jungle with a gun and a knife G D Am If you stay long enough you lose your life [Solo] Am G D Am Am G D Am G Am (x3) G D Am [Verse 3] Am G Man down there he couldn't be lying D Am He was sleeping in the street and he couldn't keep from crying Am G Said he'd been there for twenty one years D Am Through the bars and the brawls and the blues and the tears [Bridge 3] G Am Prop up the front the back falls down G Am All around the canyons of L.A. town G Am When he asked me for a dollar I looked him in his face G D Am Downtown L.A. is a depressing place [Outro] Am G D Am Am G D Am G Am (x3) G D Am