Accords et paroles Dancing With Mr. D The Rolling Stones

Dancing With Mr. D

The Rolling Stones

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   INTRO: play 4x's - (also during verses)
        E ----------------------------------------
       B ----------------------------------------
       G --------------7-----------------7-------
       D --------------7--5--------------7-------
       A --------5--7--------------5--7----------
       E --5--8--------------5--8----------------
VERSE: (other guitar plays opening riff)
       Down in the graveyard where we have our tryst
       The air smells sweet the air smells sick.
       He never smiles his mouth merely twists
       The breath in my lungs feels clinging and thick.
       But I know his name he's called Mister D.
       And one of these days he's gonna set you free.
       Human skulls is hangin' right 'round his neck
       The palms of my hands is clammy and wet.
Chorus:                                      
       Lord I was dancin' dancin' dancin' so free
       Dancin' dancin' dancin' so free.
       Dancin' Lord keep your hands off me
       Dancin' with Mister D.   
       With Mr. D.          
       With Mr. D.           
VERSE:
       Will it be poison put in my glass
       Will it be slow or will it be fast?
       The bite of a snake the sting of a spider
       A drink of Belladonna on a Toussaint night.
       Hiding in a corner in New York City
       Lookin' down a forty four in West Virginia.
Chorus:
VERSE:
      One night I was dancin' with a lady in black
      Wearin' black silk gloves and a black silk hat.
      She looked at me longin' with black velvet eyes
      She gazed at me strange all cunning and wise.
      Then I saw the flesh just fall off her bones
      The eyes in her skull was burning like coals.
      Lord have mercy fire and brimstone.      
      I was dancin' with Misses D.         
Chorus:  
      Lord I was dancin' dancin' dancin' so free
      I was dancin' dancin' dancin' so free.
      Dancin' dancin' dancin' so free.
      Dancin' dancin'. -- fade out
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Dancing With Mr. D

The Rolling Stones

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