JJ Cale 
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Downtown LA
JJ Cale: Downtown LA
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Downtown L.A. is a deG
pressing place
You can sD
ee young men with deep lines in Ami
their face
They could all be something if G
somebody cared
But nD
obody knows they're even Ami
down there
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Old woman walking with Ami
a sack on her back
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Picking up the garbage people Emi
put out back
Men down there trying to walk Ami
the line
Trading their soul for a D
bottle of wineAmi
In the inner city it ain't D
no good
It's a long, long way from HollyAmi
wood
Bad kind of people G
got a hold of the street
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They got something that the poor people needG
At two in the morning they Bmi
bust your G
head
Fat D
chance walking Ami
you'll end up dead
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It' the law of the jungle with a gun and a Ami
knifeG
If you stay long enough you lose your lifeAmi
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Ami
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Ami
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Emi
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Man down there he couldn't be lying
He was D
sleeping in the street and he couldn't keep from crying
Said he'd been there for G
twenty one years
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Through the bars and the brawls and the blues and the Ami
tears
Prop up the Bmi
front the C
back falls down
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All around the canyons of L.A. town
G
When he asked me for a A
dollar I looked Ami
him in his face
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Downtown L.A. is a depressing placeAmi
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Ami
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Emi
Downtown L.A. is a deG
pressing place
You can sD
ee young men with deep lines in Ami
their face
They could all be something if G
somebody cared
But nD
obody knows they're even Ami
down there
G
Old woman walking with Ami
a sack on her back
G
Picking up the garbage people Emi
put out back
Men down there trying to walk Ami
the line
Trading their soul for a D
bottle of wineAmi
In the inner city it ain't D
no good
It's a long, long way from HollyAmi
wood
Bad kind of people G
got a hold of the street
D
They got something that the poor people needG
At two in the morning they Bmi
bust your G
head
Fat D
chance walking Ami
you'll end up dead
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It' the law of the jungle with a gun and a Ami
knifeG
If you stay long enough you lose your lifeAmi
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Ami
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A
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Ami
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Ami
G
D
G
Emi
G
Man down there he couldn't be lying
He was D
sleeping in the street and he couldn't keep from crying
Said he'd been there for G
twenty one years
D
Through the bars and the brawls and the blues and the Ami
tears
Prop up the Bmi
front the C
back falls down
D
All around the canyons of L.A. town
G
When he asked me for a A
dollar I looked Ami
him in his face
G
Downtown L.A. is a depressing placeAmi
D
Ami
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Ami
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Ami
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