Flying Burrito Brothers   Sin City   written by  Gram Parsons
                                                 Chris Hillman

Easier to play with capo on III
    C  = C
    G7 = G7
    C7 = C7
    F  = F


Gram Parsons   vocals/guitar
Chris Hillman  vocals/guitar
Chris Ethridge bass
Sneeky Pete    steel guitar
Jon Corneal    drums

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         C                  G
This old town is filled with sin
        C7          F
It will swallow you in
   C                       G  G7
If you've got some money to burn
        C         G
Take it home right away
G         C7            F
You've got three years to pay
    C      G7          C  C7
But Satan is waiting his turn
         F                 G7             C      C7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house
   F              C           G
It seems like this whole town's insane
       F           G7     C   C7    F
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
      C           G7            C    G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
    C         G
The scientists say
        C7      F
It will all wash away
    C                   G G7
But we don't believe any more
            C      G
Cause we've got our recruits
        C7           F
And our green mohair suits
   C               G7         C     C7
So please show your I.D. At the door
         F                 G7             C         C7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house
   F              C            G7
It seems like this whole town's insane
       F           G7     C   C7    F
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
      C           G7            C    G
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain


SOLO  

  C          G
A friend came around
         C7           F
Tried to clean up this town
    C                     G  G7
His ideas made some people mad
       C          G
But he trusted his crowd
      C7             F
So he spoke right out loud
    C                 G7         C C7
And they lost the best friend they had
         F                 G7             C      C7
This old earthquake's gonna leave me in the poor house
   F              C           G7
It seems like this whole town's insane
       F           G7     C   C7    F
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
      C           G7            C  C7
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain
       F           G7     C   C7    F
On the thirty-first floor a gold plated door
      C           G7            F  C
Won't keep out the Lord's burning rain



 From The Flying Burrito Brothers "Gilded Palace Of Sin"
 A & M Records 1969
 Copyright @ 1969 Irving Music Inc.(BMI)