Chords:
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B|---2----3----0----3----3|
G|---2----4----1----2----2|
D|---2----4----2----0----0|
A|---0----2----2----0----0|
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     A    Bm   E  Dadd9  D



The Wrong Side of Reno - Rocky Votolato
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A                      Bm        E                         A
I hear a train whistle blowing     and it's in key with my song 

                                 Bm     E                               A
all the way on the wrong side of Reno     where my toughest friends are from 



A                                                 E                       
every broken bone and every blue black eye in the stories of ass beatings 

                       Bm            E                       Dadd9           E
that you've earned you told me about how more than half were deserved   oh no

A                                         E                               
something sank into that bleeding skull a certain kind of wisdom 

                  Bm                    E                  Dadd9        E 
and a humble soul it keeps me searching no matter how many miles left until 

            D                E                           A
we get back home you've been quite a traveling companion I hate to see you go



A - Bm - E - A
(harmonica solo)


A                                Bm       E                                A
now the world we're living in is Golden     gilded with every lie we lived through 

                                  Bm        E                                           A
back from the war early Christmas morning     not even a ghost could keep him sober for you



A                                                 E                       
every broken bone and every blue black eye in the stories of ass beatings 

                      Bm            E                       Dadd9             E
that you returned you told me about how more than half were deserved     oh no

A                                         E                               
something sank into that bleeding skull a certain kind of wisdom 

                  Bm                    E                  Dadd9        E 
and a humble soul it keeps me searching no matter how many miles left until 

            D                E                           A
we get back home you've been quite a traveling companion I hate to see you go 



Finish off with this...
A - Bm - E - A 
A - Bm - E - Dadd9 - E - D - E - A