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Capo 1
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I was d[A]riving through my hometown
I was just[D] kinda killin' tim[A]e
When I seen a face staring out of black velvet painting
From the [E]window of the five and[D] dime[A]
I couldn't quite recall the name
B[D]ut the pose looked familia[A]r to me
So I asked the salesgirl, "Who was that man
Between the d[E]oberman and Bruce[A] Lee?"
She said, "Just a[D] local hero[A]"
"[D]Local hero," she said with a s[A]mile
D A D A | A | D | A | D
"Yeah a local hero he used to live here for a while."
I met a [A]stranger dressed in black
At the train station
He [D]said, "Son your soul can[A] be saved"
There's beautiful women nights of low livin'
And some d[E]angerous money to b[D]e mad[A]e
There's a big town 'cross the whiskey line
And if we[D] turn the right cards[A] up
They make us boss the devil pays off
And them [E]folks that are real h[A]ard up
They get their[D] local her[A]o
Yeah, [D]somebody with the right[A] style
They get their [D]local her[A]o
D A | A | D | A | D
Somebody with just the right smile
Well I learned my job I [A]learned it well
Fit m[D]yself with religion and a s[A]tory to tell
First th[D]ey made me the king then [A]they made me pope
D A | D | A | D | A | D
Well, then they brought the rope
I woke to [A]a gypsy girl sayin', "Drink this"
Well my h[D]ands had lost all se[A]nsation
These days I'm feeling all right
'Cept I c[E]an't tell my courge fro[D]m my desperati[A]on
From the tainted chalice
Wel I[D] drunk some heady wi[A]ne
Tonight I'm layin' here
But there's something in my ear
Sayin' [E]there's a little town just b[A]eneath the floodline
Needs a[D] local he[A]ro
Yeah, s[D]omebody with the right [A]style
Lookin' for a [D]local her[A]o
Yeah, s[D]omeone with the right s[A]mile
Lookin' for a [D]local he[A]ro, yeah[D] somebody woth the rig[A]ht smile
(fade out)
[A] [D] [E]
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Capo 1
| A | D | A | D
I was d[A]riving through my hometown
I was just[D] kinda killin' tim[A]e
When I seen a face staring out of black velvet painting
From the [E]window of the five and[D] dime[A]
I couldn't quite recall the name
B[D]ut the pose looked familia[A]r to me
So I asked the salesgirl, "Who was that man
Between the d[E]oberman and Bruce[A] Lee?"
She said, "Just a[D] local hero[A]"
"[D]Local hero," she said with a s[A]mile
D A D A | A | D | A | D
"Yeah a local hero he used to live here for a while."
I met a [A]stranger dressed in black
At the train station
He [D]said, "Son your soul can[A] be saved"
There's beautiful women nights of low livin'
And some d[E]angerous money to b[D]e mad[A]e
There's a big town 'cross the whiskey line
And if we[D] turn the right cards[A] up
They make us boss the devil pays off
And them [E]folks that are real h[A]ard up
They get their[D] local her[A]o
Yeah, [D]somebody with the right[A] style
They get their [D]local her[A]o
D A | A | D | A | D
Somebody with just the right smile
Well I learned my job I [A]learned it well
Fit m[D]yself with religion and a s[A]tory to tell
First th[D]ey made me the king then [A]they made me pope
D A | D | A | D | A | D
Well, then they brought the rope
I woke to [A]a gypsy girl sayin', "Drink this"
Well my h[D]ands had lost all se[A]nsation
These days I'm feeling all right
'Cept I c[E]an't tell my courge fro[D]m my desperati[A]on
From the tainted chalice
Wel I[D] drunk some heady wi[A]ne
Tonight I'm layin' here
But there's something in my ear
Sayin' [E]there's a little town just b[A]eneath the floodline
Needs a[D] local he[A]ro
Yeah, s[D]omebody with the right [A]style
Lookin' for a [D]local her[A]o
Yeah, s[D]omeone with the right s[A]mile
Lookin' for a [D]local he[A]ro, yeah[D] somebody woth the rig[A]ht smile
(fade out)
[A] [D] [E]
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