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Intro: D (4x) + Main riff (2x)
Main riff:
1st part 2nd part
(Rhythm) D D C D Dsus4 D C G
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D
I was running crazy, I was running wild.
G
Living on the edge, yeah I was living in the skies.
C G
My hands starts shaking like the streets of Hollywood.
D
My mind was wasted, I still did the best I could.
D
One day I left town with just the shirt on my back.
G
And a guitar on my shoulder, yeah I wasn't coming back.
C G
I had to break the spell that my heart was under
D
So I rolled out of town on wheels of thunder.
Em G
And I will never forget what my mother said. She said...
D5 C5
Run baby run, cross New York City
D5 A#5 C5
Run baby run, to the streets of L.A.
D5 C5
Run baby run, yeah you can't slow down.
A#5 C5 D5
You can never stay when you're living like a runaway.
Main riff, only 2nd part
D
I remember when I was seventeen.
G
Riding in the back of a black limousine.
C G
I used to stare at the sun, and ask for God to please guide me.
D
In the right direction.
D
I didn't know where I was going.
G
I didn?t know where I was gonna stay.
C G
All I knew is that I was going far far away.
Em G
And it still feels like yesterday, when he says...
D5 C5
Run baby run, cross New York City
D5 A#5 C5
Run baby run, to the streets of L.A.
D5 C5
Run baby run, yeah you can't slow down.
A#5 C5 D5
You can never stay when you're living like a runaway.
Guitar solo
D
I left each town with a wink and a kiss.
G
That maybe I'll be back real soon.
C G
A lot of memories from fans like you.
D
People that made my dreams come true.
Em G
And I can still hear them saying:
D5 C5
Run baby run, cross New York City
D5 A#5 C5
Run baby run, to the streets of L.A.
D5 C5
Run baby run, yeah you can't slow down.
A#5 C5 D5
You can never stay when you're living like a runaway.
Written by Lita Ford/Gary Hoey