Rolling Stones : Sticky Fingers

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Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields

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Sold in a market down in New Orleans

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Scarred old slaver know he's doing alright

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Hear him whip the women just about midnight

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Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, now?

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Brown sugar, just like a young girl should, woo! |

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Drums are beating cold, English blood runs hot Lady of the house, wonderin' where it's gonna stop Houseboy knows that he's doing alright You shoulda heard him just around midnight Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, now? Brown sugar, just like a young girl should, woo! |

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Oh, come on brown sugar, how come you taste so good babe Ah, brown sugar just like a black girl should Ah, I bet your mama was a tent show queen And all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen I'm no school boy but I know what I like You shoulda heard me just around midnight Brown sugar, how come you taste so good, now? Brown sugar, just like a young girl should, woo! |

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I said yeah yeah yeah woo! How come, how come you taste so good? I said yeah yeah yeah woo! Just like a, just like a black girl should Yeah yeah yeah woo!

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Did you ever wake up to find A day that broke up your mind Destroyed your notion of circular time

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It's just that demon life has got you in its sway It's just that demon life has got you in its sway Ain't flinging tears out on the dusty ground For all my friends out on the burial ground Can't stand the feeling getting so brought down It's just that demon life has got me in its sway It's just that demon life has got me in its sway

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There must be ways to find out!

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) Love is the way they say is really strutting out! |

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Hey, hey, hey now! One day I woke up to find Right in the bed next to mine Someone that broke me up with a corner of her smile, yeah It's just that demon life has got me in its sway It's just that demon life has got me in its sway It's just that demon life has got me in its sway It's just that demon life has got me It's just that demon life has got me

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Childhood living is easy to do

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The things that you wanted, I bought them for you

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Graceless lady, you know who I am

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You know I can't let you slide through my hands

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Wild horses couldn't drag me away

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Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away I watched you suffer a dull aching pain Now you decided to show me the same No sweeping exit or offstage lines Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away I know I've dreamed you, a sin and a lie I have my freedom, but I don't have much time Faith has been broken, tears must be cried Let's do some living after we die Wild horses couldn't drag me away Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them someday

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We'll ride them someday

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Yeah, you got satin shoes Yeah, you got plastic boots Y'all got cocaine eyes Yeah, you got speed-freak jive Can't you hear me knockin' on your window? Can't you hear me knockin' on your door? Can't you hear me knockin' down your dirty street, yeah?

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Help me baby, ain't no stranger Help me baby, ain't no stranger Help me baby, ain't no stranger Can't you hear me knockin'? Ah, are you safe asleep? Can't you hear me knockin'? Yeah, down the gas light street, now Can't you hear me knockin'? Yeah, throw me down the keys, alright now Hear me ringing big bell tolls Hear me singing soft and low I've been begging on my knees I've been kickin', help me please Hear me prowlin' (I'm gonna take you down) Hear me growlin' (Yeah, I've got flatted feet now, now, now, now) Hear me howlin' (And all, all around your street now) Hear me knockin' (And all, all around your town)

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You gotta move, you gotta move

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You gotta move, child, you gotta move

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Oh, when the Lord gets ready, you gotta move You may be high, you may be low You may be rich, child, you may be poor But when the Lord gets ready, you gotta move Ah-ah-ah-ah Uh, huh, huh, huh... You see that woman who walks the street You see that police upon his beat But when the Lord gets ready, you got to move Ah-ah-ah-ah Uh, huh, huh, huh...

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You gotta move

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I'm feeling so tired, can't understand it Just had a fortnight's sleep I'm feeling so tired, I'm so distracted Ain't touched a thing all week I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy Ain't touched a drink all night I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason Just ate a horse meat pie

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Yeah when you call my name

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I salivate like a Pavlov dog

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Yeah when you lay me out

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My heart beats louder than a big bass drum Yeah, you got to mix it child You got to fix it must be love It's a bitch You got to mix it child You got to fix it but love It's a bitch, alright Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud Kicking the stall all night Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on Don't have no bark or bite, alright Yeah when you call my name I salivate like a pavlov dog Yeah when you lay me out My heart is bumpin' louder than a big bass drum, alright I said hey, yeah I feel alright now Got to be a... Hey, I feel alright now Hey hey hey Hey hey yeah...

Intro of verse chords

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As I stand by your flame

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I get burned once again

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Feeling low down and blue As I sit by the fire Of your warm desire I got the blues for you, yeah

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Every night you've been away, hey, hey

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I've sat down, I have prayed

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That you're safe In the arms of a guy Who will bring you alive Won't drag you down with abuse, oh

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In the silk sheet of time I will find peace of mind Love is a bed full of blues

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And I've got the blues for you And I've got the blues for you And I've bust my brains out for you And I'll tear my hair out I'm gonna tear my hair out just for you If you don't believe what I'm saying At three o'clock in the morning, babe Well, I'm singing my song for you

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Here I lie in my hospital bed

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Tell me, Sister Morphine, when are you coming round again?

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Oh, and I don't think I can wait that long

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Oh you see that I'm not that strong

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The scream of the ambulance is sounding in my ears

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Tell me, Sister Morphine, how long have I been lying here?

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What am I doing in this place?

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Why does the doctor have no face?

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Oh, I can crawl across the floor

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Can't you see, Sister Morphine, I'm trying to score?

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Well it just goes to show things are not what they seem

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Please, Sister Morphine, turn my nightmares into dreams

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Oh can't you see I'm fading fast?

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And the big shot will be my last

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Sweet cousin cocaine, lay your cool cool hands on my head

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Oh come on Sister Morphine, better make up my bed

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'Cause you know and I know in the morning I'll be dead

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You can sit around and watch all the clean white sheets stained red

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When you're sitting there, in your silk upholstered chair

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Talking to some rich folk that you know

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Well I hope you won't see me, in my ragged company

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'Cause you know I could never be alone

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Take me down, little Suzie, take me down

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I know you think you're the queen of the underground

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You can send me dead flowers every morning

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Send me dead flowers by the mail

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) Send me dead flowers at my wedding

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And I won't forget to put roses on your grave When you're sittin' back in your rose-pink Cadillac Placing bets on Kentucky Derby day Well I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon And another girl can take my pain away Take me down, little Suzie, take me down I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

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When the wind blows and the rain feels cold

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With a head full of snow, with a head full of snow

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In the window there's a face you know

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Don't the night pass slow, don't the nights pass slow

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The sound of strangers sending nothing to my mind

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Just another mad, mad day on the road

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I am just living to be lying by your side

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But I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road

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Made a rag pile of my shiny clothes Gonna warm my bones, gonna warm my bones I got silence on my radio Let the air waves flow, let the air waves flow Oh, I'm sleeping under strange, strange skies Just another mad, mad day on the road My dreams is fading down the railway line I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road Yeah

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I'm hiding, sister, and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm hiding, baby, and I'm dreaming I'm riding down your moonlight mile I'm riding down your moonlight mile

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) Let it go now

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) Come on now, baby

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) Yeah, let it go now

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) Yeah, flow now, baby

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Yeah, I'm coming home

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'Cause I'm just about a moonlight mile on down the road

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On down the road, down the road, yeah, baby

Rolling Stones : Sticky Fingers
1971

Brown Sugar

Sway

Wild Horses

Can't You Hear Me Knocking?

You Gotta Move

Bitch

I Got The Blues

Sister Morphine

Dead Flowers

Moonlight Mile

Rolling Stones : Sticky Fingers 1971

Brown Sugar

Sway

Wild Horses

Can't You Hear Me Knocking?

You Gotta Move

Bitch

I Got The Blues

Sister Morphine

Dead Flowers

Moonlight Mile

Rolling Stones : Sticky Fingers
1971