Smalltown chords by Lou Reed

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:
| D |

Verse 1:
D               G
 When you growing up in a small town.
     A           D
When you growing up in a small town.
                G
When you growing up in a small town.
     A            D
You say: "No one famous ever came from here".
               G
When you growing up in a small town.
    A
And you having a nervous breakdown.
D

 And you think that you'll never escape it.
G  A             D
 Yourself or the place that you live.

Bridge 1:
D
Where did Picasso come from?
G         A            D
 There's no Michelangelo coming from Pittsburgh.
              G
If art is the tip of the iceberg
A             D
I'm the part sinking below.

Interlude:
| A D | G A D D | A D | G A D D |

Verse 2:
D             G
 When you growing up in a small town
  A            D
Bad skin, bad eyes, gay and fatty.
D
People look at you funny.
G            D
 When you're in a small town.
              E
My father worked in construction.
       A
It's not something for which I am suited
D            G
 Oh, what is something, which you are suited?
A         D
Getting outta here.

Interlude:
| A D | G A D D | A D | G A D D |

Verse 3:
D               G
 I hate being odd in a small town.
        A              D
If they stare, let them stare in New York City.
                G
At this pink-eyed painting albino.
  A          D
How far can my fantasy go?
D
I'm no Dalí coming from Pittsburgh.
G  A         D
No adorable lisping Capote, my hero.
             G
Oh, do you think I could meet him?
  A           D
I'd camp out at his front door.

Verse 4:
                  G
There's only one good thing about a small town.
       A         D
There's only one good use for a small town
                  G
There's only one good thing about a small town.
  A             D
You know that you wanna get out.
               G
When you growing up in a small town.
       A           D
You know that you'll grow down in a small town.
                G
There's only one good use for a small town.(tacet)

Outro:
N.C.                      D
You hate it and you know you'll have to leave. (1 stroke)