'Memo From Turner' by Rolling Stones - Guitar Tutorial

            

                    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
  
  
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