Harlan L Thompson
CRIME IN THE CITY (SIXTY TO ZERO PART 1)- Neil Young
G Am G Am Am G Am Am G Am Am G Am
Am Asus2 Am G F Am Asus2 Am G F
Am Am G F Am Am G F
Well the cop made the showdown, he was sure he was right
Am Am G F Am Am G F
He had all of the lowdown from the bank heist last night
G Dm G Dm
His best friend was a robber and his wife was a thief
G Dm G Dm
All the children were killers, they couldn't get no relief
G F G F
The bungalow was surrounded when a voice loud and clear
G F G F
Said "Come on out with your hands up or we'll blow you outta here"
Am Am G F Am Am
There was a face in the window, the TV cameras rolled
G F Am Am G F Am Am G F
Then they cut to the announcer and the story was told
REPEAT INTRO (after each verse except for Bridge)
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The artist looked at the producer, the producer sat back
He said, "What we have got here is a perfect track
But we don't have a vocal and we don't have a song
If we could get these things accomplished nothin' else could go wrong"
So he balanced the ashtray as he picked up the phone
And said, "Send me a songwriter who's drifted far from home
And make sure that he's hungry, make sure he's alone
Send me a cheeseburger and a new Rolling Stone," yeah
"There's still crime in the city", said the cop on the beat
"I don't know if I can stop it, I feel like meat on the street
They paint my car like a target, I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile some kid blows my head off, well, I play by their rules
That's why I'm doin' it my way, I took the law in my hands
So here I am in the alleyway, a wad of cash in my pants
I get paid by a ten year old, he says he looks up to me
There's still crime in the city, but it's good to be free," Yeah
BRIDGE (play slower):
C G F G ...then Intro at usual speed
Now I come from a family that has a broken home
Sometimes I talk to Daddy on the telephone
When he says that he loves me, I know that he does
But I wish I could see him, I wish I knew where he was
But that's the way all my friends are, except maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this weekend, wish I could walk in his shoes
But now I'm doin' my own thing, sometimes I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my home has been broken, it's the best home I ever had, yeah
BRIDGE (as before)
Well, I keep gettin' younger, my life's been funny that way
Before I ever learned to talk, I forgot what to say
I sassed back to my mom, I sassed back to my teacher
I got thrown out of Bible school for sassin' back at the preacher
Then I grew up to be a fireman, put out every fire in town
Put out anything smokin', but when I put the hose down
The judge sent me to prison, he gave me life without parole
Wish I never put the hose down, wish I never got old
NOTE: Neil sometimes plays this tuned down one whole step, so in that
case the chords are A and Bm and so on.