The Rolling Stones – Memo From Turner (Ukulele)

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Received: from animal-farm.nevada.edu by redrock.nevada.edu (5.65c/M1.4) with SMTP id <AA28482>; Tue, 12 Oct 1993 11:30:46 -0700 Received: from herman.cs.uoguelph.ca by animal-farm.nevada.edu id <[email protected]>; Tue, 12 Oct 1993 11:30:18 -0700 Message-Id: <[email protected]> Received: by herman.cs.uoguelph.ca (1.37.109.4/16.2) id AA25999; Tue, 12 Oct 93 14:27:40 -0400 Date: Tue, 12 Oct 93 14:27:40 -0400 From: Steve L Portigal <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Subject: (fwd) CRD: Stones --- Memo From Turner Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature,alt.guitar.tab Organization: Akbar and Jeff's Thesis Hut Reply-To: [email protected] Path: nermal.cs.uoguelph.ca!torn!howland.reston.ans.net!europa.eng.gtefsd.com!uunet!mcsun!sun4nl!news.sara.nl!HASARA11.SARA.NL!SELD1020 Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature,alt.guitar.tab Subject: CRD: Stones --- Memo From Turner Message-ID: <[email protected]> From: [email protected] ( Hans van der Hof ) Date: Tue, 12 Oct 93 12:23:40 CET Organization: S.A.R.A. Academic Computing Services Amsterdam Nntp-Posting-Host: vm1.sara.nl X-Newsreader: NNR/VM S_1.3.2 Lines: 98 Xref: nermal.cs.uoguelph.ca rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature:8132 alt.guitar.tab:13571 Memo From Turner
          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              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.
Bm G A
C#m       Bm                D               A
Come now, gentleman, I know there's some mistake

       C#m            Bm            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                      Bm
Your organ's working perfectly, but there's a part

           G             E7
that's not   screwed on
A E7 A E A E7 A E
            A                               D                 A
Weren't you at the Coke Convention back in nineteen sixty five
You're the misbred grey executive I've seen heavily advertised
            A                                       D                  A
You're the great grey man whose daughter licks policemen's buttons clean

   D                         A
You're the man who squats behind the man

           Bm          G             A
who works            the soft machine

C#m         Bm                 D             A
Come now, gentlemen, your love  is all I crave

          C#m            Bm                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.

        Bm                        G               A
You gentlemen       will you all         work for me

         A                                   D7                 A
When the old men do all the fighting and the young men all look on

        A                                        D              A
And the young girls eat their mother's meat from tubes of plasticon

    A                                 D                     A
Be wary of these my gentle friends of all the skin you breed

   D7              A
To have that tasty habit,

     Bm            G             A
it's not       the hands    that bleed
Hans
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