INTRO: Em C X4
VERSE 1:
My [Em]father once told this to me, [C]Boston's gritty history
An[Em]other ruthless battle in a [C]useless holy war
[Em]Handed down discrepancies and [C]tensions that'll never ease
One early [Em]afternoon on broad street, it [C]blew up down there for sure
[G]Broad street's just not [D]broad enough and [C]you just don't love God enough
And [G]if that isn't [D]odd enough we've [C]taken too much crp
You've [G]pushed us round the [D]sod enough, we've [C]scrpped and rapped and jawed enough
[G]Poked, provoked and [D]prod enough, [C]something's gonna snap
BREAK: Em C X2
VERSE 2:
The Boston [Em]fire fighting volunteers, on their [C]way to fight a fire somewhere
Met a [Em]funeral procession pro[C]ceeding way too slow
A [Em]brownstone burns out of control, we [C]need to lay to rest this soul
[Em]Loggerheads on broad street, eye to [C]eye and toe to toe
[G]Broad street's just not [D]broad enough and [C]you just don't love God enough
And [G]if that isn't [D]odd enough we've [C]taken too much crp
You've [G]pushed us round the [D]sod enough, we've [C]scrpped and rapped and jawed enough
[G]Poked, provoked and [D]prod enough, [C]something's gonna snap
CHORUS:
[G]Ri[D]ot down on [Em]broad [C]street, hand me a [G]brick, stick, a [D]picket, bottle, [C]axe or cobble[D]stone
[G]Ri[D]ot down on [Em]broad [C]street, and [G]if I'm going [D]down, hell, I'm not [Em]going down alone, I [C]won't go down alone
BREAK: Em C X4
VERSE 3:
And [Em]when the fight was over they re[C]tired to the Clover
Silver [Em]Dollar, Thirsty Scholar, whatever [C]pubs they had back then
A [Em]brownstone was in ashes, broken [C]bones and bloody gashes
And a [Em]casket sat on broad street 'til the sun [C]came up again
[G]Broad street's just not [D]broad enough and [C]you just don't love God enough
And [G]if that isn't [D]odd enough we've [C]taken too much crp
You've [G]pushed us round the [D]sod enough, we've [C]scrpped and rapped and jawed enough
[G]Poked, provoked and [D]prod enough, [C]something's gonna snap
CHORUS/ENDING:
[G]Ri[D]ot down on [Em]broad [C]street, hand me a [G]brick, stick, a [D]picket, bottle, [C]axe or cobble[D]stone
[G]Ri[D]ot down on [Em]broad street, and if I'm going down, hell, I'm not [C]going down alone
And if [Em]I'm going down, hell, I'm not [C]going down alone
And if [Em]I'm going down, hell, I'm not [C]going down alone
There's a [Em]Riot down on [C]broad street, there's a [Em]Riot down on [C]broad street
There's a [Em]Riot down on [C]broad street, there's a [Em]Riot down on [C]broad street
G C Em C X2 E
VERSE 1:
My [Em]father once told this to me, [C]Boston's gritty history
An[Em]other ruthless battle in a [C]useless holy war
[Em]Handed down discrepancies and [C]tensions that'll never ease
One early [Em]afternoon on broad street, it [C]blew up down there for sure
[G]Broad street's just not [D]broad enough and [C]you just don't love God enough
And [G]if that isn't [D]odd enough we've [C]taken too much crp
You've [G]pushed us round the [D]sod enough, we've [C]scrpped and rapped and jawed enough
[G]Poked, provoked and [D]prod enough, [C]something's gonna snap
BREAK: Em C X2
VERSE 2:
The Boston [Em]fire fighting volunteers, on their [C]way to fight a fire somewhere
Met a [Em]funeral procession pro[C]ceeding way too slow
A [Em]brownstone burns out of control, we [C]need to lay to rest this soul
[Em]Loggerheads on broad street, eye to [C]eye and toe to toe
[G]Broad street's just not [D]broad enough and [C]you just don't love God enough
And [G]if that isn't [D]odd enough we've [C]taken too much crp
You've [G]pushed us round the [D]sod enough, we've [C]scrpped and rapped and jawed enough
[G]Poked, provoked and [D]prod enough, [C]something's gonna snap
CHORUS:
[G]Ri[D]ot down on [Em]broad [C]street, hand me a [G]brick, stick, a [D]picket, bottle, [C]axe or cobble[D]stone
[G]Ri[D]ot down on [Em]broad [C]street, and [G]if I'm going [D]down, hell, I'm not [Em]going down alone, I [C]won't go down alone
BREAK: Em C X4
VERSE 3:
And [Em]when the fight was over they re[C]tired to the Clover
Silver [Em]Dollar, Thirsty Scholar, whatever [C]pubs they had back then
A [Em]brownstone was in ashes, broken [C]bones and bloody gashes
And a [Em]casket sat on broad street 'til the sun [C]came up again
[G]Broad street's just not [D]broad enough and [C]you just don't love God enough
And [G]if that isn't [D]odd enough we've [C]taken too much crp
You've [G]pushed us round the [D]sod enough, we've [C]scrpped and rapped and jawed enough
[G]Poked, provoked and [D]prod enough, [C]something's gonna snap
CHORUS/ENDING:
[G]Ri[D]ot down on [Em]broad [C]street, hand me a [G]brick, stick, a [D]picket, bottle, [C]axe or cobble[D]stone
[G]Ri[D]ot down on [Em]broad street, and if I'm going down, hell, I'm not [C]going down alone
And if [Em]I'm going down, hell, I'm not [C]going down alone
And if [Em]I'm going down, hell, I'm not [C]going down alone
There's a [Em]Riot down on [C]broad street, there's a [Em]Riot down on [C]broad street
There's a [Em]Riot down on [C]broad street, there's a [Em]Riot down on [C]broad street
G C Em C X2 E
