Riley Green Atlantic City song lyrics

Well they blew the chicken man in philly last night.

They blew up his house too.

Down on the boardwalk they're ready for a fight gonna see what them racket boys can do.

And there's trouble bustin in from out of state.

And the D.

Can't get no relief.

Gonna be a rumble a be a rumble on the promenade and the gambler commissioners hanging on by the skin of his teeth.

Everything dies baby that's a fact.

But maby everything that dies someday comes back.

Put your makeup on and fix your hair up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic City.

Looking for a job but it's hard to find.

There's winners and there's losers and I'm south of the line.

But I'm tired of getting caught on out on a losing end.

I talked to a man last night gonna do a favor for him.

Everything dies baby that's a fact.

But maybe everything that dies someday comes back.

Put your makeup on and fix your hair up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic City.

Well I got a job and I put my money away and I got I the kind of debt that no honest man can pay

so I drew out what I had from the central trust and I bought us two tickets for that coach city bus

Everything that dies baby that's a fact.

But maybe everything that does someday comes back.

Put your makeup on and fix your hair up pretty and meet me tonight in Atlantic City.