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      Smoke on The Water 
      We all came out to Montreux On the Lake 
      Geneva shoreline To make records with a mobile We didn't have much 
      time Frank Zappa and the Mothers Were at the best place 
      around But some stupid with a flare gun Burned the place to the 
      ground Smoke on the water, fire in the sky 
      They burned down the gambling house It 
      died with an awful sound Funky & Claude was running in and 
      out Pulling kids out the ground When it all was over We had to 
      find another place But Swiss time was running out It seemed that we 
      would lose the race Smoke on the water, fire in the 
      sky 
      We ended up at the Grand Hotel It was 
      empty cold and bare But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just 
      outside Making our music there With a few red lights and a few old 
      beds We make a place to sweat No matter what we get out of this I 
      know we'll never forget Smoke on the water, fire in the 
      sky 
        
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       REMEMBER Oh remember the mocking bird, my baby bun. He used to sing for 
      his supper, baby. Yes, he used to sing for his dinner. He used to 
      sing so sweet but a-since my baby left me He ain't sang in two long 
      days. 
      Oh remember the bluebirds and the honey bees, They used to sing for 
      the sunshine. Yes, they used to sing for the flowers. They used to 
      sing so sweet but a-since my baby left me He ain't sang in two long 
      days.      
       
      Hey pretty baby, come on back to me, Make everybody happy as can 
      be. So baby, if you please come home again, You know I'll kiss you 
      for my dinner, babe. You know I'll kiss you for my dinner, babe. But 
      if you don't come back, You know I'll have to starve the 
      death, 'Cause I ain't had a kiss all day now, all 
      day.           
      Please remember, you got to remember, You got to remember our 
      love. Come on back, come on back in my arms. I'll make everything 
      that better. Come on, baby, hurry up now. You can hear me calling 
      you back again now? Come on, baby, stop jiving around, hurry 
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      RED 
      HOUSE  
       There's a red house over younder, that's where my baby 
      stays. There's a red house over younder, baby, that's where my baby 
      stays. Well I ain't been home to see my baby in about A ninety nine and one half 
      days,'bout time I see her.   
              
      Wait a minute, something's wrong, the key won't unlock this 
      door. Wait a minute, something's wrong, baby, the key won't unlock this 
      door. I got a bad, bad feeling that my baby sdon't live here no 
      more. I might as well go on back down, go back 'cross younder over the 
      hill. I might as well go on back over younder, Way back over younder 
      'cross the hill - That's where I came from - 'Cause if my baby don't 
      love me no more, Oh, I know her sister will.       | 
  
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      MANIC 
      DEPRESSION  
       Manic depression's touching my soul, I know what I want but I 
      just don't 
      know               
      how to go about getting it. Feeling,sweet feeling drops from my 
      fingers,fingers. Manic depression's 
      captured my soul.     
      Woman so willing the sweet cause in vain. You make love,you break 
      love,it's all the 
      same                            
      when it's,when it's over. Music,sweet music I wish I could 
      caress,caress,caress. Manic depression's a 
      frustrating mess.     
      Well I think I'll go turn myself off and go on down. Really ain't no 
      use for me hanging 
      around,                                  
      oh I gotta see you. Music,sweet music I wish I could 
      caress,caress,caress. Manic depression's a 
      frustrating mess.     
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      LITTLE 
      WING 
      Well she's walking through the clouds, With a circus mind that's 
      running wild. Butterflies and Zebras And Moonbeams and fairy 
      tales. That's all she ever thinks about. Riding with the 
      wind.    
      When I'm sad,she comes to me, With a thousand smiles,she gives to me 
      free. It's alright,she says it's alright Take anything you want from 
      me. Anythung. Fly on little 
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      HEY 
      JOE  
      Hey joe, where you goin' with that gun of yours Hey joe, i said 
      where you goin' with that gun in your hand I'm goin' down to shoot my 
      lady You know i caught her messin' 'round with another man Yeah, i'm 
      goin' down to shoot my lady You know i caught her messin' 'round with 
      another man Huh! And that ain't cool     
      A hey hoe, i heard you shot your mamma down You shot her down 
      now A hey joe, i heard you shot your old lady down You shot her down in the groud 
      yeah!    
          
      Yeah! 
      Yes, i did, i shot her You know i caught her messin' round messin' 
      round town Uh, yes i did i shot her You know i caught my old lady 
      messin' 'round town And gave her the gun And i 
      shot her      
      Alright Shoot her one more time again baby! Yeah! Dig it Oh alright  
        
      Hey joe,  Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go  Hey joe, 
      i said Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go  I'm goin' way 
      down south Way down to mexico way I'm goin' way down south  Way 
      down where i can be free Ain't no one gonna find me Ain't no 
      hang-man gonna He ain't gonna put a rope around me You better 
      believe it right now I gotta go now Hey, joe You better run on 
      down Goodbye everybody Hey hey joe
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      HIGHWAY 
      CHILE 
      Yeah this guitar swung across his back, his dusty boots, and 
      it's his Cadillac,       [  * a 
      pavement here just a-blowing in the wind.   [ Ain't seen a bad in so long 
      it's a sin.   
             
      He left home when he was seventeen, the rest of the world he longed 
      to see, and everybody who know boss, a rolling stone gathers no 
      moss! Now you probably call him a 
      tramp,            
      [  ** but it goes a little deeper than 
      that!        [ He's a ... highway chile!    
       
      Now some people say he had a girl back home, who messed him around 
      and did him pretty wrong. They tell me it kind of hurt him bad, kind 
      of made him feel pretty sad. I couldn't say what went through the 
      fire, anyway, he left the world behind. And everybody knows the same 
      old story. Another war you can't lose in glory. ** Walk on, 
      brother. His old guitar swung across his back. * Now you may call 
      him a tramp, but I know it goes a little deeper than that! He's a 
      highway chile! Walk on, brother, don't let no one stop you. Highway 
      chile. Highway chile, rolling stone, going down the highway, 
      go. Highway chile. Highway chile, 
      go.   
         
         
         
         
         
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       Maybe I'm a Leo 
      Peeping round the door I got a big 
      surprise Couldn't see a thing but open skies They've taken her away 
      where is she now 
      Wish that she was here wish she'd hold my 
      hand Maybe she could laugh maybe understand Why was I so cruel where 
      is she now 
      Acting like a fool had to make her cry Maybe I'm a 
      Leo but I ain't a lion I'm hurting oh so bad, I want her 
      now 
        
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       Pictures of home - Deep Purple 
      Somebody's shouting Up at a 
      mountain Only my own words return Nobody's up there It's a 
      deception 
      CHORUS 
      I'm alone here With emptiness eagles and 
      snow Unfriendliness chilling my body And whispering pictures of 
      home 
      Wondering blindly How can they find 
      me Maybe they don't even know My body is 
      shaking Anticipating The call of the black footed 
      crow... Chorus 
      Here in this prison Of my own 
      making Year after day I have grown Into a hero But there's no 
      worship Where have they hidden my 
      thrown... Chorus 
        
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       FIRE 
      Alright,now listen,baby. You don't care for me,I don't care 
      about that Gotta new fool,ha,I like it like that. I have only one 
      burning desire: Let me stand next to your fire; Let me stand next to your fire. 
      Listen here,baby,and stop acting so crazy. You say your mum ain't 
      home;                       
      it ain't my concern. Just play with me and you won't get burned. I have only one itching desire: 
      ...* 
            
      Oh,move over,Rover,and let Jim,take over. You know what I'm talking 
      about,yeah,                        
      get on with it,baby. That's what I'm talking about. Now did 
      this,ha,now listen,baby. You try to gimme your money; You better 
      save it,baby. Save it for your rainy day. I have only one burning 
      desire: Let me stand next to your fire; Let me stand next to your 
  fire.      
       
        
        
            
       
            
       
            
       
            
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       The Wind Cries Mary 
      {st:Jimi Hendrix} {c:Intro |:  
      Eb    E  F     Eb   
      E  F :| (use barre chords)} [C]After all the [Bb]jacks are in 
      their [F]boxes [C]And the clowns have [Bb]all gone to [F]bed [C]You 
      can hear happiness [Bb]staggering on [F]down the street [G]Footsteps 
      [Bb]dressed in [Eb]red[E][F] [G]And the [Bb]wind whispers 
      [Eb]Mar[E]y[F][Eb][E][F] 
      [C]A broom is [Bb]drearily [F]sweeping  [C]Up 
      the broken peices of [Bb]yesterday's [F]life [C]Somewhere a [Bb]queen 
      is [F]weeping [G]Somewhere a [Bb]king has no [Eb]wif[E]e[F] [G]And 
      the wind [Bb]cries [Eb]Mar[E]y[F][Eb][E][F] 
      {c:Solo over: |: F  Eb  Bb  Ab :| 
      3x    G  Bb  Db  F} 
      [C]The traffic lights turn [Bb]blue 
      to[F]morrow [C]And shine the emptyness [Bb]down on my [F]bed [C]The 
      tiny island [Bb]sags [F]downstream [G]Cause the life that [Bb]lived is 
      [Eb]dea[E]d[F] [G]And the wind [Bb]screams 
      [Eb]Mar[E]y[F][Eb][E][F] 
      [C]Will the wind [Bb]ever re[F]member [C]The names 
      it has [Bb]blown in the [F]past [C]With its crutch, its old [Bb]age, 
      and its [F]wisdom [G]It whispers no, this will [Bb]be the 
      [Eb]las[E]t[F] [G]And the wind [Bb]cries 
      [Eb]Mar[E]y[F][Eb][E][F][Eb][E][F][Eb][E][F] 
        
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      CROSSTOWN TRAFFIC 
       Written by - Jimi Hendrix     
      You jump in front of my car when you You know all the time Ninety 
      miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drive You tell me it's alright, you 
      don't mind a little pain You say you just want me to take you for a 
      drive           
       
      You're just like crosstown traffic So hard to get through to 
      you Crosstown traffic I don't need to run over you Crosstown 
      traffic All you do is slow me down And I'm tryin' to get on the other side of 
      town       
          
      I'm not the only soul who's accused of hit and run Tire tracks all 
      across your back I can, I can see you had your fun But, darlin' 
      can't you see my signals turn from green to red And with you I can see a traffic 
      jam straight up ahead      
            
      You're just like crosstown traffic So hard to get through to 
      you Crosstown traffic I don't need to run over you Crosstown 
      traffic All you do is slow me down And I got better things on the other side of 
      town       
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      FIRE & WATER - 
      FREE     
       Every single day I've got a \heartache come in my way \I don't 
      wanna say good bye Baby but \look at the tear \in my eye \I don't 
      wanna say good bye Mama, but \look at the way you \make me 
      cry \Every the ways this night you \show you've got a \Heart that 
      \made of ice  And 
      I know   
      Fire and water Must have made you bad daughter U got body tease 
      yeah Make performance heartbreak Performance 
      heartbreak  
      Lovin' you turn me on Quick at the plas your love is all Baby I'm 
      gonna leave you now But I'm \gonna try to make you 
\dream Somehow 
      Fire and water Must have made you bad daughter U got body tease 
      yeah Make performance heartbreak Performance 
      heartbreak  
      Solo 
      \I don't wanna say good bye baby But \look at the tears you maybe 
      cry \Every the ways this  \night you \show you've got a  \Heart 
      that's \made of ice  And I \know   
      Fire and water Must have made you bad daughter U got body 
      tease To make 
      performance heartbreak    
      Fire, fire and water Must make you bad daughter Baby U got body 
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      All Along the 
      Watchtower    
       Written by - Bob Dylan     
      There must be some kind of way out of here Said the joker to the 
      thief There's too much confusion I can't get no relief Business 
      men they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None will level on the 
      wine Nobody of it is 
      worth     
      No reason to get exited The thief he kindly spoke There are many 
      here among us Who feel that life is but a joke But you and I we've 
      been through that And this is not our fate So let us (ga) talk 
      falsely now The hour's getting 
      late    
      All along the watchtower The princess kept the view While all the 
      women came And went bare feet servants too Outside in the cold 
      distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl  
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      House Burning 
      Down   
       Written by - Jimi Hendrix     
      Hey! Hey! Hey! 
      Hey    
      Look at the sky turn a hell fire red Somebody's house is burnin' 
      down down, down down Down, down, 
      down.   
      Well I asked my friend where is that black smoke comin' from ? He 
      just coughed and changed the subject and  said oh wa I think it might 
      snow some So I left him sippin' his tea an' I jumped in my 
      chariot And rode off to see 
      just why and who could it be this time.              
      Sisters and brothers, daddys, mothers standin' 'round cryin' When I 
      reached the scene the flames were makin' a ghostly whine So I stood on 
      my horse's back an' I screamed without a crack I say oh baby why'd you burn your 
      brother's house down ?      
            
      Hey ! Hey ! Hey ! Hey 
      !        
      Look out the sky turn a hell fire red Lord Somebody's house is 
      burnin' down down, down down Look out the sky turn a hell fire red 
      Lord Somebody's house is burnin' down 
      down, down down down.         
      Well someone stepped from the crowd he was nineteen miles high He 
      shouts retired and disgusted so we paint red through the sky I said the 
      truth is straight ahead so don't burn yourself instead Try to learn instead of burn, 
      hear what I say, yeah, yeah.   
               
      So I fin'ly rode away but I'll never forget that day 'Cause when I 
      reached the valley I looked way down cross the way A giant boat from 
      space landed with eerie grace And came and taken all the dead 
      away.        
      Hey ! Hey ! Hey ! Hey 
      !        
      What'd I say. Look at the sky turn a hell fire red 
      Lord Somebody's house is burning down down, down down Look at the 
      sky turn a hell fire red Lord Somebody's house is burning down down, 
      down down Look at the sky, look at the sky.        
      Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh 
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      STONE 
      FREE  
       Everyday in the week i'm in a differnet city If i stay too long 
      people try to pull me down They talk about me like a dog Talkin' 
      about the clothes i wear But they don't realise they're the ones who's 
      square        
       
      Hey! And that's why  You can't hold me down I don't want to be 
      down i gotta move Hey 
      Stone free do what i please  Stone free to ride the breeze Stone 
      free i can't stay I got 
      to got to got to get away         
      Alright Listen to this baby A woman here a woman there try to 
      keep me in a plastic cage But they don't realise it's so easy to 
      break But sometimes i get a ha Feel my heart kind of runnin' 
      hot That's when i've got 
      to move before i get caught          
      And the is why, listen to me baby, you can't hold me down I don't 
      want to be tied down I gotta be free Owh! 
      I said Stone free do what i please  Stone free to ride the 
      breeze Stone free i can't stay Got to got to got to get away Yeah 
      ow!  Tear me loose baby    
      Yeah! Stone free to ride on the breeze  Stone free do what i 
      pleasee Stone free i can't stay Stone free i got to i got to get 
      away Stone free go on down the highway Stone free don't try to hold 
      me back baby Stone free oh yeah baby Stone free got to got to get 
      away Stone free goodbye 
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