[Intro Mandolin Riff]
[Intro]
Em - G - C - G
Em - G - C - G
[Strophe]
          Em          G              C           G 
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night 
Em       G                 C   G 
and they blew up his house too 
Em          G                  C           G 
Down on the boardwalk, they're ready for a fight 
      Em            G               D 
gonna see what them racket boys can do
[Strophe]
Em                  G               C     G 
Now there's trouble busing in, from outta state 
        Em         G        C   G 
and the D.A. can't get no relief 
Em       G                  C     G 
Gonna be a rumble out on the promenade 
        Em                G                       D 
and the gambling commissioners hanging on, by the skin of his teeth
[Refrain]
Em         G         C        G 
Everything dies baby that's a fact 
    Em               G             C         G 
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back 
         Em     G            C       G 
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty and 
Em        G           C      G 
Meet me tonight, in Atlantic City
[Solo]
Em - G - C - G - Em - G - C - G
Em - G - C - G - Em - G - C - G
[Strophe]
       Em            G               C      G 
Well I got a job and tried to put my money away 
      Em              G       C                G 
But I got the kind of debt no honest man could pay 
     Em          G            C       G 
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust 
      Em            G               D 
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus
[Refrain]
Em         G         C        G 
Everything dies baby that's a fact 
    Em               G             C         G 
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back 
         Em     G            C       G 
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty and 
Em        G           C      G 
Meet me tonight, in Atlantic City
[Solo]
Em - G - C - G - Em - G - C - G
Em - G - C - G - Em - G - C - G
[Pont]
        C                           Em 
Now our luck may have died, and our love may be cold 
         C       D         Em 
but with you, forever I'll stay 
           C                    Em 
Yeah we're going out where, the sand turns to gold 
D 
so put your stockings on, cause it might get cold
[Refrain]
Em         G         C        G 
Everything dies baby that's a fact 
    Em               G             C         G 
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back 
         Em     G            C       G 
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty and 
Em        G           C      G 
Meet me tonight, in Atlantic City
[Solo]
Em - G - C - G - Em - G - C - G
Em - G - C - G - Em - G - C - G
[Strophe]
           Em            G            C       G 
Now I been looking for a job but it's hard to find 
        Em                  G              C             G 
There's winners and there's losers and I'm south of that line 
         Em              G          C      G 
Well I'm tired of coming out on the losing end 
      Em                   G                       D 
But I talked to a man last night gonna do a little favor for him
[Refrain]
Em         G         C        G 
Everything dies baby that's a fact 
    Em               G             C         G 
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back 
         Em     G            C       G 
Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty and 
Em        G           C      G 
Meet me tonight, in Atlantic City
(fade out)
[Outro]
Em        G           C      G 
Meet me tonight, in Atlantic City