Beth Hart – La Song (Guitar)

          G              Bm
She hangs around the boulevard

         Am                C
She's a local girl with local scars.

             G                 Bm
She got home late, she got home late

     Am                C
She drank so hard the bottle ached.

        G                        Bm
And she tried and she tried, she tried and she tried,

        Am               C
But nothing's clear in a bar full of flies.

        G                        Bm
So she takes and she takes, she takes and she takes,

        Am               C        D
She understands when she gives it away,

          G                C          D
She said, man I gotta get out of this town

 G              C           D
Man I gotta get out of this pain.

 G               C          D
Man I gotta get out of this town,

C                D             G
Out of this town, and out of L.A.

            G                Bm
She's got a gun; she's got a gun,

           Am                C
She got a gun she calls the lucky one.

           G                  Bm
She left a note, right by the phone,

        Am                       C
Don't leave a message cause this ain't no home.

         G                        Bm
And she cried and she cried, she cried and she cried,

       Am             C
She cried so long her tears ran dry.

        G                         Bm
And she laughed and she laughed, she laughed and she laughed,

        Am                   C     D
Cause she knew she was never comin back.

          G               C           D
She said, man I gotta get out of this town

 G              C           D
Man I gotta get out of this pain.

 G               C          D
Man I gotta get out of this town,

C                D             G
Out of this town, and out of L.A.

              Em                  Em/D#
It's all she loves, it's all she hates,

             G/D             C
It's all to much for her to take

             Em                  Em/D#
She can't be sure, just where it ends,

             G/D          C  N.C.
Or where the good life begins.

              G                 Bm
So she took a train, she took a train,

        Am            C
To a little old town without a name.

          G                Bm
She met a man, he took her in,

     Am                    C
But fed her all the same bullshit again.

           G                Bm
'cause he lied and he lied, he lied and he lied,

     Am                  C
He lied like a salesman sellin flies.

      G                            Bm
So she screamed and she screamed, she screamed and she screamed,

        Am                      C
It's a different place but the same old thing.

              Em                  Em/D#
It's all I love, it's all I hate,

             G/D             C
It's all too much for me to take

             Em                  Em/D#
I can't be sure, where it begins,

             G/D          C      N.C.
Or if the good life lies within.

          G               C              D
So she said, man I gotta get out of this town

 G                   C            D
yeah now I gotta get back on that train

 G               C          D
Man I gotta get out of this town,

C                D                        G
I'm out of my pain, so I'm goin back to L.A.

      G     Bm  Am   C
Back to L. A  heeeyyyyheyyy

          G   Bm  Am C
I'm goin back to L. A.

                 G
I'm goin back to L. A. eh eh