All Things Being The Same

C   F   C
C   F   C   F

      C                             F
She’s searching for some form of salvation
       C                        F
In the corner of a bar down the street
        C                  F
But the gin controls whole conversations
       C                           F
And it plays magic tricks with her feet

                   Em
She gets up, falls down, breaks even
     Am            G            F
Gets caught by the wrong Mister Right
Fm          C          F
Hey, it's a hard town
                   C           F
I wouldn't want to live in it
                            C
But I wouldn't want to give up in it
F                    C     F
All things being the same

     C                                    F
Back home she's got these pictures on her mirror
     C                                    F
They frame her when she looks back at her face
     C                                    F
They tell her where she's been, hey, I'll tell you where she's going
              C                       F
She's got her name on a stool down at Eddie Owen's place

                   Em
She gets up, falls down, breaks even
     Am            G            F
Gets caught by the wrong Mister Right
Fm          C          F
Hey, it's a hard town
                   C           F
I wouldn't want to live in it
                            C
But I wouldn't want to give up in it
F                    C     F
All things being the same

      Am                 D                    Am
He-hey, she drinks when romance brings her down
                  D                     Am
Like the sight of blood on a wedding gown
                  D                       F
Bright lights and smoke fill up this space
                                 G
It's a crowded room, but still a lonely old place, hey

C   F   C   F
C   F   C   F

    C                             F
Her friends are nothing more than strangers
      C                         F
Whose names are just words on a face
        C                        F
If they bumped into her out on a sidewalk on some Sunday
     C                         F
They wouldn't recognize her outside of the place

                          Em
Unless she gets up, falls down, breaks even
     Am            G            F
Gets caught by the wrong Mister Right
Fm          C          F
Hey, it's a hard town
                   C           F
I wouldn't want to live in it
                            C
But I wouldn't want to give up in it
F                    C     F
All things being the same

C   F   C   F
C   F   C   F   C

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