Guns N ' Roses
Move To The City
G N' R Lies (1989)

Tune down 1/2 step

x  x  xx x x xx   w/ foule
           \
                                                     B --3-2-0-------------------
[ e --12---------------------       ------ ]         G --------2-0---------------
[ B --12---14^-12-14^-12-14--  x 3  --12-- ]  x 3.5  D ------------0-2-0---------
[ G --12---14^-12-14^-12-14--       --12-- ]         A ------------------0-------
                                                     E --------------------3^-0--
  w/ basse g f♯ f e  (2e: drum embarque)

(D♯) E    D C♯ B D D♯  x 2

You pack your bags and you move to the city           E
There's somethin' missin' here at home                D/E    a^ a g
You fix your hair and you're lookin' real pretty      D E
It's time to get it out on your own                   D/E    a^ a g

You're always fightin' with your mama and you papa    E D    e f e d
Your family life is one big pain                      E D    f♯ g g♯
When you you gonna move to the city?                  D E
Into the city where it all began                      D/E    g^ e E

  You gotta move, you gotta move                      E x D E x D E a^ a g e g^ e
  Ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma time you gotta move      (descente)

(D♯) E    D C♯ B D D♯  x 2

You stole your mama's car and your daddy's
Plastic credit card                                          b a g e
You're sixteen and you can't get a job 
You're not goin' very far                                    eeeeeee!

You're always ridin' with the teachers and the police
This life is much too insane
When you, you gonna move to the city?
Into the city where it all began
 
  Refrain  (fin: b a g e, d c♯ b g e)

    E                 D!    D!  D!   D!  D♯ (E)
    Right to the city where the real men get it
    Aw, child, ain't it a pity?
    Sometimes it gets too shitty
    Come on and hit me                                (pas de D♯ E)

F♯   E F♯ G  F♯ F♯ x x () E F♯ G
                                                             w/ solo
F♯   E F♯ G  ef♯f♯f♯f♯f♯ ef♯f♯f♯f♯f♯ ef♯f♯f♯f♯f♯f♯f♯f♯f♯f♯ 

You're on the streets and it ain't so pretty
You need to get a new what you please
You do what you gotta do for the money
At times you end up on your knees

I'm always buyin' with the local and the junkies
This city life is one big pain
But you, you had to move to the city
Into the city where it all began

  Refrain  +  Post-refrain  (fin: D ''' xxxxxxx D♯ E)