Sons Of Cleveland chords by Alana Brezenski

• Capo on 2nd

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Verse:
   C                         Em
I'm not 1%, not even middle class
   C                         Em
I was born in Wade park poor white trash
   Am                        G
Sons of Cleveland will never be
  Am                             G
more than cogs in the wheel of humanity
  C                               Em
Best I can hope for is to die in my sleep
  C                            Em
all mothers of Cleveland..... weep

Chorus:
     Am                G
Its cold.... here in Cleveland
     Am                 G
this city's taken... hold of Me
  F         C
try as I might
G                Am
I  never break free
   F                      C
if there's a way out of here
  G                Am    G
well I just don't see
  Am                     G
Even 2 caped men from Gotham City

  Am               G
can't save you and me

Verse 1:
  C                               Em
Barge docks on the Erie, another load of ore
  C                               Em
whole mill sweatin, more steel to pour
   Am                                      G
I'm chained to machine 7 , ill never get free
   Am                                     G
This factory is my father, only family I see
  C                                        Em
Try wakin' up every morning  been all you'll ever be
   C                               Em
A museum is all Rockafeller left to me
   Am                                 G
I get up every night, wonder what's left in this life
   Am                                 G
I should only be single but ive got a wife
   C                              Em
I work on the graveyard for a pocket of dimes
   C                                Em
spinning my  wheels and killing my time

Chorus:
   Am                G
Its cold.... here in Cleveland
     Am                 G
this city's taken... hold of Me
  F         C
try as I might
G                Am
I  never break free
   F                      C
if there's a way out of here
  G                Am    G
well I just don't see
  Am                     G
Even 2 caped men from Gotham City

  Am               G
can't save you and me

Verse 2:
   C                                     Em
another lottery ticket and I'm not the winnner
   C                                    Em
pack of Marlboro reds is all I ate for dinner
   Am                                      G
I should sleep in a minute when I hit the bed
   Am                                       G
But the ring of the forge hammer shakes my head
   C                                 Em
takes more than black coffee to wake me up
   C                        Em
down 2 percocet with every cup
   Am                                  G
my body's not injured, and I'm not in pain
       Am                                 G
but the pain killin I need is all for my brain
    C                                       Em
I  must find a way to break free from this mold
        C                                   Em
but the drugs and the debt have taken their hold

Chorus:
      Am                G
Its cold.... here in Cleveland
     Am                 G
this city's taken... hold of Me
  F         C
try as I might
G                Am
I  never break free
   F                      C
if there's a way out of here
  G                Am    G
well I just don't see
  Am                     G
Even 2 caped men from Gotham City

  Am               G
can't save you and me