[ Sympathy For The Devil von Rolling Stones ]




Intro: Bongos, drums, people going 'wooo' and 'yow', etc.

(Riff:) E         D       A        E
Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
E               D              A                    E
I've been around for a long long year, stole many a man's soul and face
E                 D              A                     E
I was round when Jesus Christ had his moments of doubt and pain
E                   D              A               E
Made damn' sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate


Chorus:
B                              E
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name
B                               E
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game


E                  D              A              E
Stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was the time for a change
E                D              A                    E
Killed the Tsar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain
E                  D              A                E
I rode a tank in the general's rank, when the blitzkrieg raged,
E               D        A         E
And the bodies stank


**Chorus


E               D          A             E
I watched with glee while your kings and queens
       E
Fought for ten decades for the gods they made
E                   D         A               E
I shouted out 'who killed the Kennedys?' when after all, it was you and me
E                  D          A              E
Let me please introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste
E                D            A              E
And I lay traps for troubadours, who get killed before they reach Bombay


**Chorus
**Solo on verse riff
**Chorus

E                  D           A                   E
Just as every cop is a criminal, and all the sinners saints
E              D           A          E
This head, this tail, just call me Lucifer,
     E
'Cos I'm in need of some restraint
E               D               A                      E
So if you meet me have some courtesy, have some sympathy and some taste
E                 D                A               E
Use all your well-learned politics, or I'll lay your soul to waste


**Chorus
**Workout On Verse Riff, And Fade: