Key: F 🎸 Intro: | E | E | 🎸 Verse 1: E The street was deserted late Friday night A We were bugging each other while we sat out the light E We both popped the clutch when the light turned green B You should have heard the whine from my screaming machine E I flew past La Bream down to Crescent Heights A And all the Jag could see were my six taillights E He passed me at Doheny and I started to swerve F#m B But I pulled it out and there we were, at Deadman's curve
🎸 Chorus: E D/F# Deadman's Curve is no place to play G Deadman's Curve 🎸 Verse 2: C Well, the last thing I remember Doc. I started to swerve Am And then I saw the Jag slide into the curve F I know I'll never forget that horrible sight Bb B I found out for myself that everyone was right 🎸 Bridge: ] C A B Won't come back from Deadman's Curve 🎸 Chorus: E Deadman's Curve is no place to play C#m Deadman's Curve, you best keep away A Deadman's Curve I can hear them say B C A B E You won't come back from Deadman's Curve
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