Rolling Stones - Dancing With Mister D, аккорды

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Date: Wed, 08 Apr 1998 09:45:29 PDT
From: DON CZAR 
Subject: r/rolling_stones/dancing_with_mister_d.crd

SONG: DANCING WITH MR. 
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ARTIST: ROLLING STONES ALBUM: GOATS HEAD SOUP TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
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-MAIL: [email protected] DANCING WITH MR.
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ROLLING STONES INTRO: play 4x's - (also, during verses)
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--5--8--------------5--8----------------| VERSE: (other guitar plays opening riff)
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Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst,
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The air smells sweet, the air smells sick.
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He never smiles, his mouth merely twists,
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The breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick.
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But I know his name, he's called Mister
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And one of these days he's gonna set you free.
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Human skulls is hangin' right 'round his neck,
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The palms of my hands is clammy and wet. CHORUS:
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Lord, I was dancin', dancin' dancin' so free,
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Dancin', dancin', dancin' so free.
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Dancin', Lord, keep your hands off me,
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Dancin' with Mister
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With Mr.
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With Mr.
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. VERSE: Will it be poison, put in my glass, Will it be slow or will it be fast? The bite of a snake, the sting of a spider,
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drink of Belladonna on a Toussaint night. Hiding in a corner in New York City, Lookin' down a forty four in West Virginia. CHORUS: VERSE: One night I was dancin' with a lady in black, Wearin' black silk gloves and a black silk hat. She looked at me longin' with black velvet eyes, She gazed at me strange all cunning and wise. Then I saw the flesh just fall off her bones, The eyes in her skull was burning like coals. Lord, have mercy, fire and brimstone. I was dancin' with Misses
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. CHORUS: Lord, I was dancin', dancin', dancin' so free, I was dancin', dancin', dancin' so free. Dancin', dancin', dancin' so free. Dancin', dancin'. -- fade out any comments, questions, or corrections e-mail to: guitarzan7@hotmail.