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 Dm   F   C  Getting crazy on the waltzers but it's the life that I choose  G   Dm  Sing about the sixblade, sing about the switchback and a torture tatoo  Dm   D  And I've been riding on a ghost train  C  Where the cars, they scream and slam  G   Dm  And I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am.  Dm   F  In a screaming ring of faces  C  I see her standing in the light  G  She had a ticket for the races  Dm  Just like me, she was a victim of the night  Dm   F  I put my hand upon the lever  C  Said: Let it rock and let it roll  G  I had the one arm bandit fever  Dm  Was an arrow through my heart and my soul  A#   C  And the big wheels keep on turning  F   A#  Neon burning up above  F  And I am high on the world  C   Dm   A#  Come on, take a low ride with me, girl  Dm   C   Dm   A#  On the tunnel of love. It's just the danger When you're riding at your own risk She said: You are the perfect stranger She said: Baby, let's keep it like this It's just a cakewalk twisting Baby, step right up and say Hey, mister, give me two, give me two Because any two can play And the big wheels keep on turning Neon burning, up above And I'm high on the world Come on, take a low ride with me, girl On the tunnel of love. Well, it's been money for muscle, another whirligig Money for muscle, another girl I dig Another hustle just made it big And rock away, rock away And, girl, it looks so pretty on me, just like it always did Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids She took off a silver locket She said: Remember me by this She put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kiss. And in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk away I could have caught up with her easy enough But something must have made me stay And the big wheels keep on turning Neon burning, up above And I'm high on the world Come on, take a low ride with me, girl On the tunnel of love On the tunnel of love. And now I'm searching through these carousels And the carnival arcades Searching everywhere from steeplechase and palisades In any shooting gallery where promises are made To rock away, rock away From cullercoats and whitley bay Out to rockaway. And, girl, it looks so pretty to me, like it always did Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids And, girl, it looks so pretty to me, like it always did Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids.
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