Memory Motel Live

The Rolling Stones

Tom: F

F                  Dm
Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl 
Bb
Her eyes were hazel 
        Gm   
And her teeth were slightly curved 
F                              Dm
We spent a lonely night at the Memory Motel 
Bb                   Gm
It's on the ocean, I guess you know it well 
F                         Dm
It took a starry NIGHT to steal my breath away 
Bb
Out on the water front 
    Gm
Her hair all drenched in spray 
F                 Dm
Hannah baby was a honey of a girl 
Bb
Her eyes were hazel 
        Gm
And her teeth were slightly curved 
F                      Dm
She took my guitar and she began to play 
Bb
She sang a song to me 
Gm
Stuck right in my brain 
F             Dm    Bb
You're just a memory of a love 
     Gm
That used to be 
F             Dm    Bb
You're just a memory of a love 
     Gm                        C
That used to mean so much to me 

Bb        Bb/A        F
She got a mind of her own 
        C      F   Bb F
And she use it well yes she does
Bb        Bb/A        F
She got a mind of her own 
        C             F   Bb F
And she use it mighty fine 
F
She drove a pick-up truck 
Dm
Painted green and blue 
Bb
The tires were wearing thin 
    Gm
She turned a mile or two 
F                Dm
When I asked her where she headed for 
Bb                     Gm
"Back up to Boston I'm singing in a bar" 
F             Dm    Bb
You're just a memory of a love 
     Gm
That used to be 
F             Dm    Bb
You're just a memory of a love 
     Gm
That used to mean so much to me 
Bb        Bb/A        F
She got a mind of her own 
        C             F   Bb F
And she use it mighty fine 
Bb        Bb/A        F
She got a mind of her own 
        C      F   Bb F
And she use it well 
F                     Dm
On the seventh day my eyes were all a glaze 
Bb
We've been ten thousand miles 
Gm
I've been in fifteen states 
F                     Dm
Every woman seemed to fade out of my mind 
Bb                   Gm
I hit the bottle and hit the sack and cried 
F                               Dm
What's all this laughter on the 22nd floor 
Bb
It's just some friends of mine 
            Gm
And they're busting down the door 
F                               Dm
It's been a lonely night at the Memory Motel
Bb  Gm
Oh yes it has!
F             Dm    Bb
You're just a memory of a love 
     Gm
That used to be 
F             Dm    Bb
You're just a memory of a love 
     Gm                        C
That used to mean so much to me 

Bb        Bb/A        F
She got a mind of her own 
        C      F   Bb F
And she use it well yes she does
Bb        Bb/A        F
She got a mind of her own 
        C             F   Bb F
And she use it mighty fine