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By The Eagles
G G7 C Cm
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses ?
G Em7 A7 D7
You been out ridin' fences for so long now
G G7 C Cm
Oh, you're a hard one, I know that you got your reasons,
G B7 Em7 A7 D7 G
These things that are pleasin' you can hurt you somehow
D Em Bm
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy,
C G
She'll beat you if she's able,
Em7 C G D
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
Em Bm C G
Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table
Em A7 Am7
But you only want the ones you can't get
D D7 G G7 C Cm
Desperado, oh you ain't gettin' no younger,
G Em7 A7 D7
Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home
G G7 C Cm
And freedom, well, that's just some people talkin'
G B7 Em7 A7 D7 G
Your prison is walkin' through this world all alone
D Em Bm
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time ?
C G
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
Em7 C G D
It's hard to tell the night time from the day
Em Bm
You're losin' all your highs and lows
C G Am7
Ain't it funny how the feelin' goes away
D D7 G G7 C Cm
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses
G D Em A7 D7
Come down from your fences, open the gate
G G7 C Cm
It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you
G B7 Em C G Am7
You better let somebody love you,
G B7 Em Am7 D7 G
You better let somebody love you before it's too late
Ain’t given up on love
G7
I ain't gone 'n' give up on love
C7 G7 1
Love won't give up on me
C7
I ain't gone 'n' give up on love
G7 2
Love ain't gone 'n' give up on me
D7
Every tear that I've cried
C7
Only washed away the fear inside
G7 C7 G7 D7 3
Now I, I ain't gone 'n' give up on love
C7 G7
Little Johnny Taylor told us so long ago
What about the midnight cryin'
Wo that cheatin' and lyin'
What about the price that will
Oh surely be paid
D7
Those that gave up on love
Love will have it's day
I ain't givin' up on love
G7
I ain't gone 'n' give up on love
C7 G7 1
Love won't give up on me
C7
I ain't gone 'n' give up on love
G7 2
Love ain't gone 'n' give up on me
D7
Every tear that I've cried
C7
Only washed away the fear inside
G7 C7 G7 D7 3
Now I, I ain't gone 'n' give up on love
Cocaine by Eric Clapton
E blues
If you wanna hang out you've got to take her out, cocaine.
If you wanna get down, down on the ground, cocaine.
She don't [E] lie, she don't [D] lie, she don't [C] lie [B]
Cocaine!
If you got bad news, you wanna kick them blues, cocaine.
When your day is done and you wanna run, cocaine.
Chorus
Chorus
Hey Joe
C G D A E E
Verse 1 Hey Joe, where you goin’ with that gun of yours?
C G D A E
E
Hey Joe, I said where you goin’ with that gun in your hand,
C G
I’m goin’ down to shoot my lady,
D A E
E
You know I caught her messin’ ‘round with a – nother man.
C G
Yeah, I’m goin’ down to shoot my lady
D A E
You know I caught her messin’ ‘round with another man
E
Huh! And that ain’t cool.
C G D A E
Verse 2 A hey Joe, I heard you shot your woman down,
E
You shot her down now,
C G D A E
A hey Joe, I heard you shot your old lady down,
E
You shot her down in the ground, Yeah”
C G
Yes, I did, I shot her,
D A E
E
You know I caught her messin’ ‘round, messin’ ‘round
town,
C G
Uh, yes I did, I shot her.
D A E
You Know I caught my old Lady messin’ ‘round town,
E
And have her the gun,
C G D A E
Guitar solo Alright, shoot her one more time again baby!
C G D A E
Yeah! Dig it.
C G D A E E
Oh alright.
C G
Verse 3 Hey Joe
D A E E
Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna go?
C G
Hey Joe, I said
D A E E
Where you gonna run to now, where you gonna go?
C G
I’m goin’ way down south,
D A E E
Way down to Mexico way.
C G
I’m goin’ way down south,
D A E
Way down where I can be free,
E
Ain’t no one gonna find me.
C G
Outro Ain’t no hang-man gonna,
D A E
He ain’t gonna put a rope around me,
E
You better believe it right now,
I gotta go now,
C G
Hey Joe,
D A E
You better run on down
HOUND DOG
G
You ain't nothing but a hound dog
G
Been snoopin' round my door
C/C7
You ain't nothing but a hound dog
G
Been snoopin' round my door
D7
You can wag your tail
C7 G
But I ain't gonna feed you no more
Chorus:
G
You told me you was high class
G
I could see through that
C/C7
You told me you was high class
G
I could see through that
D7
And baby I know
C7 G
You ain't no real cool cat
Chorus
G
You made me feel so blue
G
You made me weep and moan
C/C7
You made me feel so blue
G
You made me weep and moan
D7
'Cause I'm looking for a woman
C7 G
All your lookin' for is a home
Chorus
The Thrill Is Gone - B.B. King
Bm
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone away
Em Bm
The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone away
G F#7 Bm
You done me wrong baby And you're gonna be sorry someday
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Bm
The thrill is gone, it's gone away from me
Em Bm
The thrill is gone, the thrill has gone away from me
G F#7 Bm
Although I’ll still live on, But so lonely I'll be
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Bm
The thrill is gone, it's gone away for good
Em Bm
Oh, the thrill is gone, baby it's gone away for good
G F#7 Bm
Someday I know I'll be open armed baby, just like I know a good man
should
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Bm
You know I’m free, free now baby, I’m free from your spell
Em Bm
Oh, I’m free, free, free, now, I’m free from your spell
G F#7 Bm
And now that it’s all over, all I can do is wish you well
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Have You Ever Loved A Woman
------Eric Clapton
Have you ever loved a woman so much it's a shame and a sin?
Have you ever loved a woman so much it's a shame and a sin?
And all the time you know she belongs to your very best friend.
Have you ever loved a woman and you know you can't leave her
alone?
Have you ever loved a woman and you know you can't leave her
alone?
Something deep inside of you won't let you wreck your very
best friend's home.
Red house( same as above)
THERE'S A RED HOUSE OVER YONDER
OH, THAT'S WHERE MY BABY STAYS
LORD THERE'S A RED HOUSE OVER YONDER
LORD THAT'S WHERE MY BABY STAYS
JIMI:
"YEAH WELL A LIKE I SAID BEFORE WE ONLY RAN UP A FEW NUMBERS SO LET
ME TRY AND DO THIS ONE LIKE WE WERE JUST JAMMIN' AT THE HOUSE WE DON'T HAVE
A NAME FOR YET IT'S JUST LIKE AN INSTRUMENTAL SO WE'LL JUST GO ALONG WITH IT.
IT GOES SOMTHIN' LIKE THIS."
1989
F E7
And it makes me so angry
Am Am(maj7) Am7 Am6
F E7
And it makes me so angry
Am Am(maj7) Am7 Am6