Atlantic City -- Levon Helm (1999)

1. Well they blew up the chicken man
   In Philly last night
   Now they blew up his house too

   Down on the boardwalk they're gettin'
   Ready for a fight,
   Gonna see what them racket boys can do

   Now there's trouble busin' in
   From outta state,
   And the D.A. can't get no relief

   Gonna be a rumble
   Out on the promenade and the
   Gamblin' commission's hangin'
   On by the skin of its teeth

   [Chorus]
   Well now everything dies, baby that's a fact,
   But maybe everything that dies, someday comes back
   Put your makeup on, fix your hair up pretty
   And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

   Well I got a job and tried to
   Put my money away,
   But I got debts that no honest man can pay

   So I drew what I had,
   From the Central Trust,
   And bought us two tickets on that City Coast bus

   [Chorus]

   Now our luck may have died,
   And our love may be cold,
   But with you forever, I'll stay

   Now I been lookin' for a job,
   But it's hard to find
   Down here it's just winners and losers

   Honey, last night,
   I met this guy,
   And I'm gonna do a favor for him.

   Everything dies, baby that's a fact,
   But maybe everything that dies
   Someday, comes back

   Put your hair up nice and sit up pretty,
   And meet me tonight in Atlantic City
   Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
   Meet me tonight in Atlantic City

   Songwriters: BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN