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A
I was driving through my hometown
DA
I was just kinda killin' time
When I seen a face staring out of black velvet painting
EDA
From the window of the five and dime
I couldn't quite recall the name
DA
But the pose looked familiar to me
So I asked the salesgirl, "Who was that man
EA
Between the doberman and Bruce Lee?"
DA
She said, "Just a local hero"
DA
"Local hero," she said with a smile
DADA | A | D | A | D
"Yeah a local hero he used to live here for a while."
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A
I met a stranger dressed in black
At the train station
DA
He said, "Son your soul can be saved"
There's beautiful women nights of low livin'
EDA
And some dangerous money to be made
There's a big town 'cross the whiskey line
DA
And if we turn the right cards up
They make us boss the devil pays off
EA
And them folks that are real hard up
DA
They get their local hero
DA
Yeah, somebody with the right style
DA
They get their local hero
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Somebody with just the right smile
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A
Well I learned my job I learned it well
DA
Fit myself with religion and a story to tell
DA
First they made me the king then they made me pope
DA | D | A | D | A | D
Well, then they brought the rope
A
I woke to a gypsy girl sayin', "Drink this"
DA
Well my hands had lost all sensation
These days I'm feeling all right
EDA
'Cept I can't tell my courge from my desperation
From the tainted chalice
DA
Wel I drunk some heady wine
Tonight I'm layin' here
But there's something in my ear
EA
Sayin' there's a little town just beneath the floodline
DA
Needs a local hero
DA
Yeah, somebody with the right style
DA
Lookin' for a local hero
DA
Yeah, someone with the right smile
DADA
Lookin' for a local hero, yeah somebody woth the right smile
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.