Biografía:
Gilby Clarke es un guitarrista, nacido en Cleveland, Ohio (Estados Unidos), el 17 de agosto de 1962. Pasó su niñez practicando con instrumentos musicales y descuidando la escuela. A principios de los '80, formó parte de la banda de pop Candy, que lanzó un disco, Whatever Happened to Fun, antes de ingresar a la banda de metal Kill for Thrills.
Es más conocido por un período de tres años en donde se desempeñó como guitarra rítmica de Guns N' Roses.
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Song: Tijuana Jail
Artist: Gilby Clarke
tab by Nano Dude
e-mail: [email protected]
Taken from the album "Pawnshop Guitars"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!! TUNE HALF STEP DOWN !!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Intro: [F#5 A5 B5 F#5 (C5-B5-A5)] x2
F#5 A5
Welcome to salvation, my Tequila's my companion
B5 F#5
for this evening of oblivion
F#5 A5
Everyone around me, kinda bores me, it makes me
B5 F#5
lonely with the friends I never had
F#5 A5
Packing up my Mustang cuz' this city has no heart,
B5 F#5
it sucks you in and spits you out
F#5 A5
Patiently I'm seeking my destination is unknown,
B5 F#5
I followed the road down to Mexico
D5 A5
Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong,
D5 A5 Riff
I'm just a lonely ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home
F#5 A5 B5 D5
He smiled and said "senor you're not in Texas anymore"
C5 B5 A5 F#5
Send my love to my home but send my mail to a Ti--jua--na Jail
[C5-B5-A5-F#5] x3
Staring at the ceiling of my jail cell it's my home,
at least for now, it seems like forever
Sleeping on the floor with the rats, crawling up my ass,
I'm gonna kill that officer
Sorry Mr. Officer but I'm gonna get revenge,
on this side of the border 20 pesos get you dead
He smiled and said "senor I think I'll drink to your threats"
Send my love to my home, but sent my mail to a Tijuana Jail
SOLO
In my destitution suicides a solution, but
I'm a gambler, and I'm not cashed in
The sun is going down and my problems will be solved by dawn,
but not by justice
I smelled liquor on his breath, I knew this is my last chance,
I begged give a dying man his last drink
He handed me a glass with just the worm and he laughed I pulled a
switchblade from my boot and shoved it in his throat
Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong,
I'm a lonely ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home
He smiled and said "senor you're not in Texas anymore"
Send my love to my home but send my mail to a Texas Jail.
Riff:
eb:-----------||
Bb:-----------||
Gb:-----------||
Db:-----------||
Ab:-----------||
Eb:--5--4--3--||
Chords Used:
F#5:244xxx
A5 :x022xx
B5 :x244xx
D5 :x577xx
C5 :x355xx
Artist: Gilby Clarke
tab by Nano Dude
e-mail: [email protected]
Taken from the album "Pawnshop Guitars"
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!! TUNE HALF STEP DOWN !!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Intro: [F#5 A5 B5 F#5 (C5-B5-A5)] x2
F#5 A5
Welcome to salvation, my Tequila's my companion
B5 F#5
for this evening of oblivion
F#5 A5
Everyone around me, kinda bores me, it makes me
B5 F#5
lonely with the friends I never had
F#5 A5
Packing up my Mustang cuz' this city has no heart,
B5 F#5
it sucks you in and spits you out
F#5 A5
Patiently I'm seeking my destination is unknown,
B5 F#5
I followed the road down to Mexico
D5 A5
Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong,
D5 A5 Riff
I'm just a lonely ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home
F#5 A5 B5 D5
He smiled and said "senor you're not in Texas anymore"
C5 B5 A5 F#5
Send my love to my home but send my mail to a Ti--jua--na Jail
[C5-B5-A5-F#5] x3
Staring at the ceiling of my jail cell it's my home,
at least for now, it seems like forever
Sleeping on the floor with the rats, crawling up my ass,
I'm gonna kill that officer
Sorry Mr. Officer but I'm gonna get revenge,
on this side of the border 20 pesos get you dead
He smiled and said "senor I think I'll drink to your threats"
Send my love to my home, but sent my mail to a Tijuana Jail
SOLO
In my destitution suicides a solution, but
I'm a gambler, and I'm not cashed in
The sun is going down and my problems will be solved by dawn,
but not by justice
I smelled liquor on his breath, I knew this is my last chance,
I begged give a dying man his last drink
He handed me a glass with just the worm and he laughed I pulled a
switchblade from my boot and shoved it in his throat
Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong,
I'm a lonely ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home
He smiled and said "senor you're not in Texas anymore"
Send my love to my home but send my mail to a Texas Jail.
Riff:
eb:-----------||
Bb:-----------||
Gb:-----------||
Db:-----------||
Ab:-----------||
Eb:--5--4--3--||
Chords Used:
F#5:244xxx
A5 :x022xx
B5 :x244xx
D5 :x577xx
C5 :x355xx
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