Midnight Rambler - The Rolling Stones | Guitar Chords

[Intro]
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B | A | E | B | A | E 
B | A | E 
B | A 

[Verse 1]
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E        B              A           E
 Did you hear about the midnight rambler
B         A
Everybody got to go
E        B              A           E
 Did you hear about the midnight rambler
    B                 A
The one that shut the kitchen door
E   A                E            B
 He don't give a hoot I don't want it
A               E
Wrapped up in a black cat cloak
B   A               E               B
 He don't go in the light of the morning
   A                  E             B
He split the time the cock'rel crows

[Verse 2]
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B                A           E
Talkin' bout the midnight gambler
    B             A
The one you never seen before
E B                A           E
  Talkin' bout the midnight gambler
        B                A
Did you see him jump the garden wall
E A                E          B
  Sighin' down the wind so sad
A                 E
Listen and you'll hear him moan
B A                E           B
  Talkin' bout the midnight gambler
A         E        B
Everybody got to go

[Bridge (1)]
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B | A | E | B | A | E 
B | A | E | B | A | E 
B | A | E | B | A | E 
B | A | E | B | A 

[Verse 3]
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E        A              E           B
 Did you hear about the midnight rambler
        A            E             B
Well, honey, it's no rock 'n' roll show
          A                E           B
Well, I'm talkin' bout the midnight gambler
         A             E
Yeah the one you never seen before

[Bridge (2)]
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B
 Oh don't do that, oh don't do that, oh don't do that
Don't you do that, don't you do that
Don't you do that, don't you do that
Oh don't do that, oh don't do that
Oh don't do that, oh don't do that, oh don't do that
Don't you do that, don't you do that
Don't you do that, don't you do that
Oh don't do that, oh don't do that
Don't you do that, don't you do that
Don't you do that, don't do that
Don't do that, don't do that
Don't do that, don't do that
Don't do that, don't do that
Don't do that, don't do that
E | B | E | B | E | B | A#7 | B7 | A#7 | B7 | E 
B | E | B | E | B | E 

[Verse 4]
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B          B               A
 Well, you heard about the Boston
E B       A
   It’s not one of those
E      B                 A
 Well, talkin' 'bout the midnight
E    B                   A
 The one that closed the bedroom door
E               A           E        B
 I'm called the hitandrun raper in anger
    A             E
The knifesharpened tippietoe
B            A               E         B
 Or just the shoot 'em dead, brainbell jangler
              A             E
You know, the one you never seen before
B          A             E           B
 So if you ever meet the midnight rambler
A               E           B
Coming down your marble hall
              A                E      B
Well he's pouncing like a proud black panther
              A     E             B
Well, you can say I, I told you so
                A              E           B
Well, don't you listen for the midnight rambler, yeah
      A       E            B
Never need him at your door
          A                  E               B
I'm gonna smash down all your plate glass windows
                  A                E                B
Put a fist, put a fist through your steelplated door

[Verse 5]
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B        B              A           E
 Did you hear about the midnight rambler
                B                     A         E
He'll leave his footprints up and down your hall
                B          A           E
And did you hear about the midnight gambler
                B          A
And did you see me make my midnight call
E            A             E           B
 And if you ever catch the midnight rambler
                A               E            B
I'll steal your mistress from under your nose
          A                E         B
I'll go easy with your cold fanged anger
              A               E             B
I'll stick my knife right down your throat, baby
And it hurts!