My Friend
Jimi Hendrix
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- B/F#
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Chords-intro(G7 D7 G7 C G7 D7,) (G C F F# G)2X, B Em Em/D CG Bb/F C/E C#dim Edim GdimA#dim, G B/F# Em Em/D C F G Spoken during intro-"You all pass me that bottle. I'll sing you a real song."G C7 Well I'm looking through Harlem,F F# G my stomach squeals just a little more.G C/E The stagecoach full of feathersF and footprints rolls up to myF# G soapbox door.B/F# Now a lady with a pearl handledEm Em/D C necktie tied to the driver's fenceG Bb/F C/E breathes in my face bourbon andC#dim Edim coke possessed words,Gdim A#dimG B/F# "Haven't I seen you somewhere inEm Em/D C F G hell, or was it just an accident?" (play first two measures of intro and say) "You know how I felt then"Continúa después del anuncioBefore I could ask if it was the east or the west side my feet they howled in pain. The wheels of a bandwagon cut very deep but not as deep in my mind as the rain and as they pulled away I could see her words staggering falling on my muddy tent. Well I picked them up and brushed them off to see what they said - you wouldn't believe it. "Come around to my room with the tooth in the middle and bring along a bottle and a president."B/F# And sometimes it's not so easyEm Em/D C 'specially when your only friendG B/F# Em talks, sees, looks and feels likeEm/D C F G you. You do just the same as him. (play intro and say) "It gets very lonely out here in this room baby" Well I'm riding through L.A. on a bicycle built for fools. And I see one of my old buddies and he says "You don't look the way you used to do." And I say "Some people look like a coin box." He says, "You look like you don't have any coins to spare And I lay back and thought to myself And I said this as I picked up my pride from beneath the pay phone and combed his breath right out of my hair. >Chorus I just got out of a Scandinavian jail and I'm on my way straight back to you but I feel so dizzy I take a quick look in the mirror to make sure my friends here with me. And you know good well I don't drink coffee so you fill my cup with sand and the frozen TV's on the barroom sharing it's sticks around the broken edge and my coat that you let your dog by the fire on. And your cat he attacks me from his pill box ledge and I thought you were my friend too man my shadow comes around before you. >Chorus