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FROM: Lukas Lechner, Woergl, Austria
E-MAIL: luggi69@web.de
DATE:  Sun, 27 May 2001 12:00 a.m. GMT+1
ARTIST: Humble Pie
SONG: Every Mothers Son
ALBUM: Town And Country, 1969

	EVERY MOTHERS SON
	^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
	(written by Steve Marriott)

Capo on 1st fret


One two three four

E   A    B

    A           B		 E          A
The last time I saw her she was wavin' me goodbye
    A		   B                  E
She swore no other boy would take my place
         A           B                      E                A
I took a Mississippi Queen through New Orleans and down the Bayou
  A           A          A          A           B
I hoped to find my destiny, my fortune and my face

Chorus:

E  		A            B
Please tell her that I said hello
E	  	  A           B
Explain to her I didn't wanna go
E                         F#
But the message from her daddy said
       A           B
He's gonna see me dead
    E		     B                 E     A
And if I can get out now, she'll never know
       B                 E
She'll never know, never know

E   A   B     E


   A                B                 E                   A
I stayed around, I played around with all those Southern belles
A        A             B            E
But they took away my money and my pride
   A              B           E                  A
I had no place to go and the rest you know darn well
A       A        A              A         B
Livin' out the gutter ain't so easy to describe
       A            B             E             A
But I still had my guitar, so I joined a dirty band
 A             B           E
Workin' in a smoky downtown bar
       A               B                 E              A
When comes along this big wheel with a contract in his hand
A      A       A       A         A
Said, 'put your mark along here boy
A               A            A      B
I'm gonna make you a Rock 'n' Roll star'

Chorus:

E                A            B
Please tell her that I said hello
E                 A              B
Explain to her I didn't wanna to go
E                         F#
But the message from her daddy said
       A           B
He's gonna see me dead
     E                B                E     A
And if I can get out now, she'll never know
       B            E     A    B   E
Never know, never know

E  A  B  E
E  A  B  E


E        A                   B
Well the years have come and gone
          E                   A
And I was passing through to find
   A         A         B                 E
That my home town was still the same to see
E          A        B              E                A
Well, the memory I had of her had crumbled from my mind
A         A             A         A          A        B
I really didn't think she'd still be waiting here for me


Chorus:

E                A            B
Please tell her that I said hello
E                 A              B
Explain to her I didn't wanna to go
E                         F#
But the message from her daddy said
       A           B
He's gonna see me dead
     E                B                E     A
And if I can get out now, she'll never know
       B            E     A    B
Never know, never know

 repeat E  A  B   2 times mmmmmhhh  yeah

     E                B                E     A
And if I can get out now, she'll never know
       B            E
Never know, never know

E   A   B....never know, never know,

This is one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard.


This and my other post "Cold Lady" are one of the few Humble Pie transcriptions
that can be found on the web, as it seems.
(By the way: These are the only ones, at least I found no others. If you find
any others please let me know!)

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	|"Won't you tell me, where have all the good times gone?" |
	|	-Ray Davies, 1965			          |
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	|You can hardly listen to today's music. 		  |
	|      "music"?  					  |
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