From: "Paul Balmer" <p.balm@cwctv.net>
Date: Mon, 17 Feb 2003 09:02:06 +0000


ROLLING STONES
MEMORY HOTEL
(black'n'blue)
F / Dm /Bb /Gm7 Gm7/F

F                  Dm
Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl
Bb                             Gm7
her eyes were hazel and her nose was
       Gm7/F
slightly curved.
F                              Dm
We spent a lonely night at the memory 
     Bb                Gm7
motel it's on the ocean I guess you
       Gm7/F   F  
know it well. It took a starry night to
Dm                   Bb
steal my breath away down on the water
          Gm7       Gm7/F       F
front her hair all drenched in spray
Dm   /Bb /Gm7 Gm7/F /

F                 Dm              Bb
Hannah baby was a honey of a girl her eyes
               Gm7               Gm7/F
were hazel her teeth were slightly curved
F                     Dm
she took my guitar and she began to play
Bb                    Gm7
she sang a song to me stuck right in my 
Gm7/F
brain

(chorus)
F             Dm     Bb              Gm7
You're just a memory of a love that used 
   Gm7/F   F            Dm      Bb
to be     you're just a memory of a love
     Gm7             Gm7/F
that used to mean so much to me.

(keif)
Bb        F/A          F          C
She got a mind of her own and she use
   F     Bb   F
it well yeah  well she's one of a kind
Bb            F/A            F
she's got a mind of her own yeah 
       C                  F
and she use it mighty fine

Bb  F/A / F C / F Bb F
                     end.

2.
she drove a pick-up truck painted green and blue the tires were 
waering thin she done a mile or two and when I asked her where 
she headed for "back up to Boston, I'm singing in a bar" 
I got to fly today on down to Baton Rouge My nerves are shot 
already the road ain't all that smooth across in Texas is the 
rose of San Antone I keep on a-feeling that gnawing in my bones

(chorus)

3.
On the 7th day my eyes were all a glaze we been 10,000 miles 
and been in 15 states every woman seemed to fade out of my mind 
I hit the bottle and I hit the sack and cried what's all this 
laughter on the 22nd floor it's just some friends of mine and
they're busting down the doors it's been a lonely night 
at the memory Hotel.

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