# # #From RICKL1@IX.NETCOM.COM Sun May 4 11:21:34 1997 #Date: Mon, 17 Mar 1997 03:32:52 GMT #From: RICKL1@IX.NETCOM.COM #To: guitar@olga.net #Subject: Hot Burrito #2 Flying Burrito Brothers Chords/Words # #Flying Burrito Brothers Hot Burrito # 2 by Gram Parsons & # Chris Ethridge # -5-5-3--1-1--0--- # -6-6-5--3-3--1--- # ----------------- # ----------------- # ----------------- # ----------------- C F C F C Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes F C F C I love you but that's the way that it goes Dm F G So it goes guess you know how I feel Dm F G So it goes it just couldn't be real F C FC F C FC And we know it's wrong and I don't think it's gonna go on Dm F G When I come home carrying my shoes Dm F G I've been waiting to tell you some news F C C And you want me home all night F C F C And you don't want another fight G But you better love find some love C You better love me Jesus Christ FCFCFCFCFCFCDFGCm F C F C Yes you loved me and you sold all my clothes F C F C I love you but that's the way that it goes Dm F G So it goes guess you know how I feel Dm F G So it goes it just couldn't be real F C C And you want me home all night F C C And you don't want another fight G C But you better love find some love C You better love me Jesus Christ FCFCFCFCFCFCDFGGm Copyright @ 1969 Irving Music Inc.(BMI) From the "Gilded Palace Of Sin" LP Flying Burrito Brothers To Romona written by Bob Dylan C G Romona come closer shut softley your watery eyes C The pangs of your sadness shall pass as your senses will rise F But the flowers of the city thou breath like yet death like the at G times There's no use in trying to deal with the dying C Though I can not explain that in rhymes C Your cracked country lips I still wish to kiss G Have to be by the touch of your skin C Your magnetic movements still capture the moments I'm in F It grieves my heart love to see you trying to be a part of a world G that just don't exist It's all just a scheme babe a vaccum of dreams that sucks you into C feeling like this C I've heard you say many times that your better than no-one G And no-one is better than you If you really believe that you know you have nothing to win and C nothing to lose F G From fixtures and forces and friends your sorrow does stem They'll hype you & type & make you feel that you got to be just like C them I'd forever talk to you but soon my words would turn into a meaningless G ring C For deep in my heart there's no help I can bring F Everything passes everything changes just do what you think you should G do C Then someday maybe who knows baby I'll come and be crying to you Copyright @ 1964 M. Witmark & Sons From the "Flying Burrito Bros" LP ^?