G Em 3x
 
D C  C D  G C  C D  G D  C D 

G Em 4x 

    G                            Em 
One soft infested summer, me and Terry became friends 
          G                               Em 
Trying in vain to breathe the fire we was born in 
         G                             Em 
Catching rides to the outskirts, tying faith between our teeth 
                 D                                  C 
Sleeping in that old abandoned beach house, getting wasted in the heat, yeh 

G             C 
Hiding on the backstreets 
G             C 
Hiding on the backstreets 
       G                Am            G   Em 
With a love so hard and filled with defeat 
                C                          G 
Running for our lives at night on them backstreets 

G Em 2x 

     G                          Em 
Slow dancing in the dark on the beach at Stockton's Wing 
      G                                      Em 
Where desperate lovers park, we sat with the last of the Duke Street Kings 
D                    C  
Huddled in our cars, waiting for the bells that ring 
       Am                                  C             D 
In the deep heart of the night they set us loose of everything 

      G              C 
To go running on the backstreets 
G              C 
Running on the backstreets 
           G          Am      G   Em 
Terry, you swore we'd live forever 
C                                G 
Taking it on them backstreets together 

G Em 2x 

A                       F#m 
Endless juke joints and Valentino drag 
      A                                    F#m 
Where dancers scraped the tears up off the street, dressed down in rags 
       A                             F#m   
Running into the darkness, some hurt bad, some really dying 
   E                                            D 
At night sometimes it seemed you could hear the whole damn city crying 
A                                                    E 
Blame it on the lies that killed us, blame it on the truth that ran us down 
        A                                   D 
You can blame it all on me, Terry, it don't matter to me now 
         D                                    E                       
When the breakdown hit at midnight, there was nothing to say 
      A                E                        F#m   
But I hated him, and I hated you when you went away 

B7 D  B7 D7 D 
Wa ah Wa Ah 

G Em 4x 

G                                       Em        
Laying here in the dark, you're like an angel on my chest 
      G                             Em 
Just another tramp of hearts crying tears of faithlessness 
  D                            C 
Remember all the movies, Terry, we'd go see 
          Am                               C                 D 
Trying to learn to walk like the heroes we thought we had to be 
    Em                                 Bm 
And after all this time, to find we're just like all the rest 
         C               C6           D 
Stranded in the park and forced to confess 

   G             C 
To hiding on the backstreets 
G             C 
Hiding on the backstreets 
         G        Am   G      Em 
Where we swore forever friends 
       C                     G 
On the backstreets until the end 

G Em 2x 

              G 
Hiding on the backstreets 
              Em 
Hiding on the backstreets 
              G 
Hiding on the backstreets 
              Em 
Hiding on the backstreets . . . 
              C6 
Hiding on the backstreets 
              Am 
Hiding on the backstreets 

              G 
Hiding on the backstreets 
              C 
Hiding on the backstreets 
              G 
Hiding on the backstreets 
              C 
Hiding on the backstreets . . . 

G C  C D   

G D  G D    G 
* courtesy of Bruce Springsteen Complete 

 Alternate: 

Capo III 

G   = E 
Em  = C#m 
D   = B 
C   = A 
D7  = B7 
Am  = F#m 
A   = G 
F#m = Em 
E   = C 
Bm  = Abm