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Growin' Up - As performed by Bruce Springsteen 05/03/1972





Intro: C (Riff 1)

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Repeat Riff 1

I stood stonelike at midnight suspended in my masquerade



I combed my hair till it was just right and commanded the night brigade

      F        C         G            C          F            C        G  C

I was open to pain and crossed by the rain and I walked on a crooked crutch

     F          C                G       C            F        C   G      C     F C

I strolled all alone through a fallout zone and came out with my soul untouched

F    G                                                  Am

 I hid in the clouded wrath of the crowd but when they said sit down I stood up

F    G7  | F C | G C | F C | G C 

Ooh-ooh growin' up



Repeat Riff 1

The flag of piracy flew from my mast my sails were set wing to wing 



I had a jukebox graduate for first mate she couldn't sail but she sure could sing

  F         C     G                   C             F        C           G       C

I pushed B-52 and bombed `em with the blues with my gear set stubborn on standing

  F             C                G        C            F    C    G          C       F C

I broke all the rules strafed my old high school never once gave thought to landing

  G                                                    Am

I hid in the clouded warmth of the crowd but when they said`Come down'I threw up 

F    G7  | F C | G C | F C | G C 

Ooh-ooh growin' up



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| F C | G C | Am | F | G



Repeat Riff 1

I took month-long vacations in the stratosphere 



And you know it's really hard to hold your breath



I lost everything I ever loved or feared I was the cosmic kid in full custom dress

        F         C            G           C           F        C           G            C

Well my feet they finally took root in the earth but I got me a nice little place in the stars

      F       C         G             C            F      C     G          C  F C

And I swear I found the key to the universe in the engine of an old parked car

  G                                                    Am

I hid in the mother brest of the crowd but when they said`Pull down'I pulled up

F    G7    F     C | G C | F C G | G 

Ooh-ooh growin' up





  C   F   G   G7  Am

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Thanks to William <j-wkampf@prodigy.net> for his suggestion.