From RICKL1@IX.NETCOM.COM Sun May 4 11:21:34 1997 Date: Mon, 17 Mar 1997 03:32:52 GMT From: RICKL1@IX.NETCOM.COM To: guitar@olga.net Subject: Hot Burrito #2 Flying Burrito Brothers Chords/Words
Flying Burrito Brothers Hot Burrito # 2 by Gram Parsons & Chris Ethridge
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
