The Rolling Stones - Memo from Turner: аккорды

          A                  A7                   D7
Didn't I see you down in San Antone on a hot and dusty night?
                                  A                       D7
You were eating eggs in Sammy's when the black man there drew his knife.
                 A                                     D7
Or you drowned that Jew in Rampton as he washed his sleevless shirt.
                       D7                       A
You know that Spanish speaking gentleman, the one that we call Kurt.

Проигрыш: Hm G A

C#m        Hm                 D              A
Come now, gentleman, I know there's some mistake
       C#m           Hm             D                     A
How forgetful I'm becoming now you fixed your business straight

     A                            D7              A
I remember you in Hemlock Road in nineteen fifty six
            A                               D7                A
You were a faggy little leather boy with a smaller piece of stick
            A
You were a lashing smashing hunk of a man,
       D                       A
your sweat shined sweet and strong
     D7                  A                     Hm
Your organ's working perfectly, but there's a part
        G          E7
that's not screwed on

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Weren't you at the Coke Convention back in nineteen sixty five
You're the misbred grey executive I've seen heavily advertised
You're the great grey man whose daughter licks policemen's buttons clean
You're the man who squats behind the man
      Hm    G          A
who works the soft machine
C#m         Hm                 D           A
Come now, gentlemen, your love  is all I crave
          C#m            Hm              D
You'll still be in the circus when I'm laughing,
                   A
laughing in my grave

        A                               D7               A
Well remember who you say you are but keep your noses clean
        A                                  D                  A
Boys will be boys and play with toys. So be strong with your beast
    A                                         D               A
Oh Rosie dear, don'cha think it's queer. So stop me if you please
     D7              A
The baby's dead, my lady said.
        Hm             G             A
You gentlemen will you all work for me

When the old men do all the fighting and the young men all look on
And the young girls eat their mother's meat from tubes of plasticon
Be wary of these my gentle friends of all the skin you breed
To have that tasty habit,
it's not the hands that bleed