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Dire Straits - on every street
Titre : On Every Street
Artiste : Dire Straits
Style : rock
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Artiste : Dire Straits
Style : rock
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Titre : On Every Street
Artiste : Dire Straits
Album : Calling Elvis
F C G C
There's gotta be a record of you some place
A lady-killer - regulation tattoo
A three-chord symphony crashes into space
Am G C
You gotta be on somebody's books
Silver spurs on his heels
The moon is hanging upside down
F C G E
The low-down - a picture of your face
Says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
Am Em
Your injured looks
She threw herself under my wheels
It's a ravenous town
F C
The sacred and profane
Oh it's a dangerous road
And you still refuse to be traced
F C G
The pleasure and the pain
And a hazardous load
Seems to me such a waste
C G Am Em
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
Dm Bb C Am
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
Am Em D G F Em C G Am
Am Em D G F Em C G ( Faire tourner )
Artiste : Dire Straits
Album : Calling Elvis
F C G C
There's gotta be a record of you some place
A lady-killer - regulation tattoo
A three-chord symphony crashes into space
Am G C
You gotta be on somebody's books
Silver spurs on his heels
The moon is hanging upside down
F C G E
The low-down - a picture of your face
Says - what can I tell you as I'm standing next to you
I don't know why it is I'm still on the case
Am Em
Your injured looks
She threw herself under my wheels
It's a ravenous town
F C
The sacred and profane
Oh it's a dangerous road
And you still refuse to be traced
F C G
The pleasure and the pain
And a hazardous load
Seems to me such a waste
C G Am Em
Somewhere your fingerprints remain concrete
And the fireworks over liberty explode in the heat
And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet
Dm Bb C Am
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
And it's your face I'm looking for on every street
Am Em D G F Em C G Am
Am Em D G F Em C G ( Faire tourner )