Rip This Joint

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ARTIST: Rolling Stones

SONG: Rip This Joint

ALBUM: Exile On Main St., 1972

FROM: Lukas Lechner, Austria

E-MAIL: [email protected]

DATE: Jul 14 2002

Rip This Joint

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written by Mick Jagger/Keith Richards

chords used during the rest of the song:

Intro: D A G

D G D G D....

e-------------------------------- ---------5----3------|

B----7--8--7--8--7--------------- ----7----5----3------|

G----7--7--7--7--7--etc.--------- ----7----6----4------|

D----7--9--7--9--7--------------- ----7----7----5------|

A-------------------------------- ----5----7----5------|

E-------------------------------- ---------5----3------|

D A

Mama says yes, Papa says no,

D

make up you mind 'cause I gotta go.

D A

I'm gonna raise hell at the Union Hall,

D

drive myself right over the wall.

A

Rip this joint, gonna save your soul,

D G D

round and round and round we go.

A

Roll this joint, gonna get down low,

D G D

start my starter, gonna stop the show.

Oh, yeah!

D A

Mister President, Mister Immigration Man,

D

let me in, sweetie, to your fair land.

A

I'm Tampa bound and Memphis too,

D

Short Fat Fanny is on the loose.

A

Dig that sound on the radio,

D G D

then slip it right across into Buffalo.

A

Dick and Pat in ole D.C.,

D G D

well they're gonna hold some shit for me!

D

Ying yang, you're my thing,

A

oh, now, baby, won't you hear me sing?

D G D

Flip Flop, fit to drop,

A

come on baby, won't you let it rock!?

sax solo

D

Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!

A

From San Jose down to Santa Fe,

D

kiss me quick, baby, won'tcha make my day?!

A

Down to New Orleans with the Dixie Dean,

D

'cross to Dallas, Texas with the Butter Queen.

A

Rip this joint, gonna rip yours too,

D G D

some brand new steps and some weight to lose.

A

Gonna roll this joint, gonna get down low,

D G D

round and round and round we'll go.

D A

Wham, Bham, Birmingham, Alabam' don't give a damn.

D G D

Little Rock fit to drop.

A

Aaah, let it rock!

sax solo and fade out

Great rockin' number!

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