| F | C | |
| This old | town is filled with | sin |
| F7 | Bb | |
| It will | swallow you | in |
| F | C | C7 | |
| If you've | got some money to | bur | n |
| F | C | |
| Take it | home right a | way |
| C7 | F7 | Bb | |
| You've got | three years to | pay |
| F | C7 | F | C7 | |
| But Satan is | waiting his | turn |
| F | C | |
| The | scientists | say |
| F7 | Bb | |
| It will | all wash a | way |
| F | C | C7 | |
| But | we don't believe any | mo | re |
| F | C | |
| Cause we've | got our rec | ruits |
| F7 | Bb | |
| And our | green mohair | suits |
| F | C7 | F | F7 | |
| So | please show your | I.D. At the | door |
| Bb | C7 | F | F7 | |
| This old | earthquake's gonna | leave me in the | poor house |
| Bb | F | C7 | |
| It | seems like this | whole town's in | sane |
| Bb | C7 | F | F7 | Bb | |
| On the | thirty-first | floor a | gold pla | ted | door |
| F | C7 | F | C7 | |
| Won't | keep out the | Lord's burning | rain |
| SOLO in F around melody then Bb D7 |
| G | D7 | |
| A | friend came a | round |
| G7 | C | |
| Tried to | clean up this | town |
| G | D | D7 | |
| His i | deas made some people | mad |
| G | D | |
| But he | trusted his | crowd |
| G7 | C | |
| So he | spoke right out | loud |
| G | D7 | G | G7 | |
| And they lost the | best friend they | had |
| C | D7 | G | G7 | |
| This old | earthquake's gonna | leave me in the | poor hous | e |
| C | G | D7 | |
| It | seems like this | whole town's | insane |
| C | D | G | G7 | C | |
| On the | thirty-first | floor a | gold | plated | door |
| G | D7 | G | G7 | |
| Won't | keep out the | Lord's burning | rai | n |
| C | D | G | G7 | C | |
| On the | thirty-first | floor a | gold | plated | door |
| G | D7 | C | G | |
| Won't | keep out the | Lord's burning | rain |
| From Emmylou Harris "Elite Hotel" LP |
| Reprise Records 1975 |
| Copyright @ 1969 Irving Music Inc.(BMI) |