Devils Arcade chords by Bruce Springsteen

Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Song: Devil's Arcade
Album: Magic

Here is my interpretation of this song. It's pretty easy. I've tried to
line the chords up with the lyrics, but they may be a little off. Let me
know if anything sounds wrong.


 E                         Bm
Remember the morning we dug up your gun

     D
The worms in the barrel, the hanging sun

       E                           Bm
Those first nervous evenings of perfume and gin

          D
The lost smell on your breath as I helped you get it in

     F#m                        D
The rush of your lips, the feel of your name

     F#m                         A           E
The beat in your heart, the devil's arcade



          E                        Bm
You said "Heroes are needed, so heroes get made"

         D
Somebody made a bet, somebody paid

     E                         Bm
The cool desert morning and nothing to save

      D
Just metal and plastic where your body caved

     F#m                          D
The slow games of poker with Lieutenant Ray

        F#m                             D
In the ward with the blue walls, a sea with no name

               F#m                               A           E
Where you lie adrift with the heroes of the devil's arcade



     Bm                                   F#m
You sleep and you dream, your buddies Charlie and James

                               A             E
And wake with a thick desert dust on your skin



Instrumental
(Verse chords)

 E                          Bm
Voice says "don't worry, I'm here

      D
Just whisper the word tomorrow in my ear"

 E                            Bm
House on a quiet street, a home for the brave

   D
A glorious kingdom with the sun on your face

   F#M                           D
Rising from a long night as dark as the grave

           F#m                            D
On a thin chain of next moments and something like faith

      F#m                    D
On a morning to order a breakfast to make

   F#m                           D
A bed draped in sunshine, a body that waits

         F#m                            D
For the touch of your fingers, the end of the day

     F#m                         D
The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart

     F#m                         D
The beat of your heart, the beat of your heart

     F#m                         D
The beat of your heart, the beat of her heart

     F#m                              D
The beat of your heart, the slow burning away

       F#m                      A           E
Of the bitter fires of the devil's arcade