Money Becomes King

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Chords and lyrics for Money Becomes King by Tom Petty

 
Intro:  
Dm 
 
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F 
 
C 
 
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If you
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reac
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h back in your memory
 
a  
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little 
 
 
G 
bell might ring
 
Dm 
bou
G 
t a time that once existed
 
when  
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money
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wasn’t 
 
king
 
i
Am 
f you s
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treech your imagination
 
i’ll  
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tell 
 
y
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ou all a tale
 
a
Dm 
bout 
 
 
Am 
a time when everything
 
F 
wasn’t 
 
 
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up for  
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sale
 
there  
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was 
 
 
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this cat named johnny
 
who  
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loved to  
G 
play and sing
 
when  
F 
money
C 
was
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n’t 
 
king
 
we’d  
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all
G 
get so excited when
 
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joh
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n would do a show
 
we’d  
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raise 
 
t
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he cash between us
 
and  
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down the r
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oad we’d go
 
to  
Am 
hear him  
Em 
play that music
 
it  
Am 
spoke 
 
ri
Em 
ght to my soul
 
Dm 
every 
 
ve
Am 
rse a diamond
 
F 
every 
 
 
C 
chorus 
 
 
G 
gold
 
the  
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soun
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d was my salvation
 
w
A 
ell 
 
 
E 
i ain’t sure how it happend
 
a
A 
nd 
 
i
E 
don’t know exactly when
 
but e
A 
verythi
E 
ng got bigger
 
a
A 
nd 
 
 
E 
the rules began to bend
 
a
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nd 
 
 
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the tv taught the people
 
h
A 
ow 
 
to
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get their hair to shine
 
and h
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ow sweet l
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ife can be
 
i
A 
f you k
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eep a tight behind
 
an
F 
d they  
G 
raised the cost of living
 
and  
F 
how could  
G 
we have known
 
t
F 
hey’d 
 
 
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double the price of tickets
 
to  
F 
go see  
G 
johnny’s 
 
show
 
s
Dm 
o we ho
G 
cked all our possesions
 
a
Dm 
nd we s
G 
old a little dope
 
an
F 
 
 
C 
wen
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t off to rock and roll
 
Dm 
we 
 
a
G 
rrived there early
 
in  
Dm 
tim
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e to see rehearsal
 
and  
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john
G 
came out and lip-synched
 
his  
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new 
 
l
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ite beer commercial
 
and  
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as 
 
t
Em 
he crowd arrived
 
as  
Am 
far 
 
a
Em 
s i could see
 
the  
Dm 
faces 
 
 
Am 
were all different
 
ther
F 
 
wa
C 
s no o
G 
ne there like me
 
they  
Dm 
sat 
 
in
G 
golden 
 
circles
 
and w
Dm 
aite
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rs sevred them wine
 
and  
Dm 
talked 
 
 
G 
through all the music
 
a
Dm 
nd 
 
 
G 
to john paid little mind
 
and  
Am 
way 
 
u
Em 
p in the nosebleeds
 
we  
Am 
watched 
 
h
Em 
im on the screen
 
t
Dm 
hey
Am 
‘d hung between the billboards
 
so  
F 
cheap
C 
er 
 
 
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seats could see
 
j
A 
ohnny
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rocked that golden circle
 
and  
A 
all
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those 
 
vip’s
 
an
A 
 
tha
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t music thast had saved us
 
beca
A 
me 
 
 
E 
a tired routine
 
a
A 
nd 
 
 
G 
i saw his face in close-up
 
tryi
A 
ng 
 
t
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o give it all he had
 
a
A 
nd 
 
so
G 
metimes his eyes betrayed him
 
you  
A 
could 
 
 
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see that he was sad
 
a
F 
nd 
 
 
G 
i tried to rock on with him
 
b
F 
ut i sl
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owly became bored
 
coul
F 
d that man on stage
 
with  
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everything
 
F 
someh
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ow need some more?
 
th
Dm 
ere was n
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o use in pretending
 
no m
Dm 
agic
G 
left to hear
 
Dm 
all the  
G 
music gave me
 
was a  
Dm 
cra
G 
ving for lite beer
 
as i  
Dm 
walk
G 
ed out of the arena
 
my  
Dm 
ears
G 
began to ring
 
and  
F 
mone
C 
 
b
G 
ecame 
 
king
 
Dm 
 
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(big end)F  
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