From [email protected] Sun May 4 11:21:34 1997
Date: Mon, 17 Mar 1997 03:32:52 GMT
From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
Subject: Hot Burrito #2 Flying Burrito Brothers Chords/Words
Flying Burrito Brothers Hot Burrito # 2 by Gram Parsons &
Chris Ethridge
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C F C F C
Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes
F C F C
I love you but that’s the way that it goes
Dm F G
So it goes guess you know how I feel
Dm F G
So it goes it just couldn’t be real
F C F C F C F C
And we know it’s wrong and I don’t think it’s gonna go on
Dm F G
When I come home carrying my shoes
Dm F G
I’ve been waiting to tell you some news
F C F C
And you want me home all night
F C F C
And you don’t want another fight
G
But you better love find some love
C
You better love me Jesus Christ
F C F C F C F C F C F C Dm F G Dm F G
C F C F C
Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes
F C F C
I love you but that’s the way that it goes
Dm F G
So it goes guess you know how I feel
Dm F G
So it goes it just couldn’t be real
F C F C
And you want me home all night
F C F C
And you don’t want another fight
G C
But you better love find some love
C
You better love me Jesus Christ
F C F C F C F C F C F C Dm F G Dm F G
Copyright @ 1969 Irving Music Inc.(BMI)
From the «Gilded Palace Of Sin» LP
Flying Burrito Brothers To Romona written by Bob Dylan
C G
Romona come closer shut softley your watery eyes
C
The pangs of your sadness shall pass as your senses will rise
F
But the flowers of the city thou breath like yet death like the at
G
times
There’s no use in trying to deal with the dying
C
Though I can not explain that in rhymes
C
Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss
G
Have to be by the touch of your skin
C
Your magnetic movements still capture the moments I’m in
F
It grieves my heart love to see you trying to be a part of a world
G
that just don’t exist
It’s all just a scheme babe a vaccum of dreams that sucks you into
C
feeling like this
C
I’ve heard you say many times that your better than no-one
G
And no-one is better than you
If you really believe that you know you have nothing to win and
C
nothing to lose
F G
From fixtures and forces and friends your sorrow does stem
They’ll hype you & type & make you feel that you got to be just like
C
them
I’d forever talk to you but soon my words would turn into a
meaningless
G
ring
C
For deep in my heart there’s no help I can bring
F
Everything passes everything changes just do what you think you should
G
do
C
Then someday maybe who knows baby I’ll come and be crying to you
Copyright @ 1964 M. Witmark & Sons
From the «Flying Burrito Bros» LP
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