Bruce Springsteen – No Need (Guitar)

Played between G and C
  G    C6sus/G
E|----------------------------------|
B|-0-0--1-1-1--0--------------------|
G|-0-0--0-0-0--0--------------------|
D|-0-0--0-0-0--0--------------------|
A|-0-0--0-0-0--0--------------------|
E|-3-3--3-3-3--3--------------------|

G                           C                               G
She's a broken-winged angel, refugee from things her Mama knew

                           C                  D        D7
And she's done everything, ooh, the Bible said not to do

             G                                  C                  G
Well I don't know if she believes in Jesus, the good book, or even Satan you see

C                   Am7            D
I'm just trying to get her to believe in me

              C                                 D
Oh 'cause when I see her face no matter where I am I'm in the right place

         Em                                 Am                D
And the girls I left behind, oh, they never satisfied me, it's so true

     C       D      G     G C G D
But baby, baby, you do

           G                      C                       G    C
She's the belle of Eighth Street, high society's midnight vamp

    G          C                    D     D7
Oh she's my queen, yeah and I'm her tramp

                  G                          C                              G
Yes she's a free falling flyer and she flows whichever way that the wind blows

               C            Am
And she's the only woman I ever knew

                C                 Am                    D
Who could teach me more about me, bind me in chains and still let me be free

          C                              D
Oh and my heart swells up inside, starts beating like I'm gonna die

       Em                          Am                       D
And my body breaks in pain as she falls down on me like the rain

          C          D                       G
It's only her and my songs that keep me from going insane

      Bm                                         Cmaj7
And I guess I'm one of those people who measures love in pain

    Bm           A            C              G
You see, I never had too much personal success

       Bm                                Cmaj7
And to me there's nothing sweeter than a teardrop of rain

       A                    D
I just love that feeling of sadness

                        G
Oh and it worries me so

G                             C                              G
She's my West Side angel, she looks so funky in her Hollywood wings

                    C                                                               D
And she knows how I stumble when I talk, so she says, "Don't talk at all babe, just sing"

           G                                                     C                                           G
And I have seen her body in candle glow in the deep heart of the night when you finally let loose of everything

            C                                   Am7                    D
Oh and she loves me like such a good woman and still, oh, she's just a sweet young thing

        C                                            D
And I know this might sound crazy or untrue or maybe just the words of a young fool

      Em                               Am
But I swear I'd be on the floor if she ever walked out the door

                                 D
I swear I'd wish that she would shoot me first

                 C                D
And I know that sounds insane but sometimes I believe it's true

G
And that's what scares me worst

         C                       D               G
'Cause I dance for her, take any chance with her

       C          G               C
And I pray for her, Lord God knows I pray for her

       C          G               C
And I kneel for her, and I bleed for he