[Intro]
Dm C Dm Bb Dm C Dm Bb
[Strophe]
F      C             Dm         F                       C 
Getting crazy on the waltzers, but it's the life that I choose 
G                        F C                       Dm 
Sing about the sixblade sing about the switchback and a torture tatoo 
F      C             Dm               F                     C 
And I've been riding on a ghost train where the cars they scream and slam 
     G                                 Dm 
And I don't know where I'll be tonight but I'd always tell you where I am
[Strophe]
F      C             Dm      F                        C 
In a screaming ring of faces I see her standing in the light 
          G                                           Dm 
She had a ticket for the races just like me she was a victim of the night 
F        C             Dm   F                           C 
I put my hand upon the lever said let it rock and let it roll 
          G                    Dm 
I had the one arm bandit fever there was an arrow through my heart and my soul
[Refrain]
                           Bb 
And the big wheels keep on turning 
C     F            Bb 
neon burning, up above 
        F             C 
And  I am high on the world 
Am             Dm               Bb 
come on take a low ride with me girl. 
       Dm            F C Dm... F C 
On the tunnel of love.
[Strophe]
             Dm      F                     C 
It's just the danger, when you're riding at your own risk 
                    G                           Dm                        F C 
She said you are the perfect stranger, she said baby let's keep it like this 
           Dm        F             C 
It's just a cakewalk twisting baby step right up and say 
G                                     Dm 
Hey mister give me two give me two cause any two can play
[Refrain]
                           Bb 
And the big wheels keep on turning 
C     F            Bb 
neon burning, up above 
          F          C 
And  I am high on the world 
Am             Dm               Bb 
come on take a low ride with me girl. 
       Dm            F C Dm... F C 
On the tunnel of love
[Pont]
               Gm             Bb 
Well it's been money for muscle another whirligig 
Gm                Bb 
Money for muscle, another girl I dig 
Gm              Bb 
Another hustle, just to make it big, 
    C 
and rock away rock away
[Strophe]
    F                           C Dm                    Bb 
And girl, it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did 
C                          F Bb            C 
Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids. 
    F                           C Dm                    Bb 
And girl, it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did 
C                          F Bb            C 
Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids.
[Solo]
F Dm C Bb C
F Dm C Bb
Dm F C
Dm
[Strophe]
F   C                 Dm     F                    C 
She took off a silver locket she said remember me by this 
            G                         Dm 
She put her hand in my pocket I got a keepsake and a kiss 
F          C                Dm     F                            C 
And in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk away 
G                                                Dm 
I could have caught up with her easy enough, but something must have made me stay
[Refrain]
                           Bb 
And the big wheels keep on turning 
C     F            Bb 
neon burning, up above 
          F           C 
And  I am high on the world 
Am             Dm               Bb 
come on take a low ride with me girl. 
       Dm            F C Dm... F C 
On the tunnel of love 
       Dm            F C Dm... F C 
On the tunnel of love 
[Pont]
Gm                                         Bb 
And now I'm searching through these carousels and the carnival arcades 
Gm                              Bb 
Searching everywhere from steeplechase and palisades 
   Gm                         Bb 
In any shooting gallery where promises are made, 
   C                                                           C 
To rock away rock away from cullercoats and whitley bay out to rockaway
[Strophe]
    F                             C Dm                 Bb 
And girl, it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did 
C                          F Bb            C 
Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids. 
    F                            C Dm                  Bb 
And girl, it looks so pretty to me, just like it always did 
C                          F Bb            C 
Like the Spanish city to me, when we were kids.
[Outro]
F
C Dm
Bb C
F Bb
C F