"Next in Line"
by the Swingin Utters
Intro:
| E |
| B 4 4 5 4 2 2 2 4 5 5 4 |
| G 4 4 4 |
| D |
| A |
| E |
Chords
B F# E
Born on the southside and you're living alone
B F# E
Four walls and a roof but its always cold
B F#
Look out the window and there's nothing to see
E
But a riot torn city the death of your country
F# E
You're chilled to the bone no possessions to call your own
F# *this could also be Em
You control your rage and you resist the crime,
F# B
Because you're the next in line.
Out the back door and to the corner store
All you want is a drink and nothing more
Sit on the stoop and let the liquid
soothe your pride, before you go inside
Now you're chilled to the bone no possessions to call your own
You control the rage and you resist the crime
You're the next in line
| E |
| B |
| G 11 11 11 11 11 9 9 9 9 9 |
| D 9 9 9 9 9 12 12 12 12 12 11 11 11 11 11 9 9 9 9 9 |
| A 9 9 9 9 9 12 12 12 12 12 9 9 9 9 9 7 7 7 7 7 | x3 |
E-7-7-7-7-7-10-10-10-10-10-------------------------|
| E |
| B 11 11 11 11 11 9 |
| G 11 11 11 11 11 9 (let ring) |
| D 9 9 9 9 9 12 12 12 12 12 9 9 9 9 9 7 |
| A 9 9 9 9 9 12 12 12 12 12 9 9 9 9 9 7 |
| E 7 7 7 7 7 10 10 10 10 10 |
You cut in front and you're the next in line
You cut in front and you're the next in line
You never thought that you would lead a life of crime
You cut in front and you're the next in line.
Freedom's the only thing you need
But the truth is something few understand and an unwelcome reality
B F# E
now it's dark and it's black and sad and gone you express and repress the things gone wrong
B F# E
and you want to be the man who ran away
B F# E
and you wish you could back to yesterday
F#
now he's in her room
E
and he's about to lie so you pull the gun and squeeze the trigger and
F# B
let the bullets fly...
B F# repeat till end