Verse 1: Bb Alarm goes off at seven Gm And you start uptown. Dm You put in your eight hours Cm7 F7 Bb F Gm For the powers that have always been. Cm7 Till it's five P.M. Chorus: Eb Then You go Bb F Bb Downtown Where the folks are broke. Dm A Dm You go Downtown Where your life's a joke. Eb Bb Eb You go Downtown When you buy your token, Gm Eb Bb F you go Home to skid row. Bb Gm -Home to skid row.- Eb Yes, you go Bb F Bb Downtown Where the cabs don't stop Dm A Dm Downtown Where the food is slop Eb Bb Eb Downtown Where the hop-heads flop Gm Eb Bb F Bb in the snow Down on Skid Row Verse 2: Ebmaj7 Uptown you cater to a million jerks. Gm Uptown you're messengers and mailroom clerks Cm Eating all your lunches at the hot dog carts. F7 The bosses take your money and they break your hearts. Ebmaj7 Uptown you cater to a million whores. Gm You disinfect terrazzo on their bathroom floors. Cm Your job is really menial and you make no bread F7 then at five o'clock you head... Chorus: Eb By subway... Bb F Bb Downtown Where the guys are drips. Dm A Dm Downtown Where they rip your slips. Eb Bb Eb Gm Downtown Where relationships are no go. Eb Bb F Down on skid row Bb Gm Dm7 Down on skid row Gm Eb Bb Down on skid row Eb Cm7 F7 Down on skid row! Verse 3: Gm Eb Poor! All my life I've always been poor. Gm I keep asking God what I'm for, Dm and he tells me "Gee, I'm not sure Cm7 Eb Sweep that floor, kid." Cm G Cm Gm Oh, I started life as an orphan, Dm Gm a child of the street Cm G Here on skid row. Cm Gm He took me in, gave me shelter, a bed, C7 Crust of bread and a job Bb C7 F7sus4 Treats me like dirt, calls me a slob, Which I am. F7 So I live Chorus: Bb Downtown That's your home address. Dm Ya live Downtown When your life's a mess. Eb Gm Ya live Downtown Where depressions' jes' Status Quo. Eb Bb Down on skid row Someone show me a way to get outa here, Dm 'cause I constantly pray I'll get outa here Eb Please, won't somebody say I'll get outa here Gm Eb Someone gimme my shot or I'll rot here. Bb Show me how and I will, I'll get out-a here. Dm I'll start climbin' up hill and get out-a here. Eb Someone tell me I still could get out-a here. Gm Eb Someone tell lady luck that I'm stuck here. Bb Gee it sure would be swell to get out-a here Dm Bid the gutter fairwell and get out-a here Eb I'd move heaven and hell to get out-a skid Gm F7sus4 I'd do I dunno what to get out-a skid but a hell of a lot to get out-a skid people tell me there's not a way out-a skid Bb but believe me I gotta get out-a skid row. Outro: F Bb F Bb F Bb
