Route 666

September 8, 2016

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There are thousands of guitar pickers round the world who’d give anything to have a guitar that plays well and feels good to ears. They just can’t afford one.

Yet there are some prosperous guitar playing bastards who smash their equipment right there in front of us. Kind of an “in your face” type of exhibition.

To all the guitar smashers out there: you is messin’ with the devil.

Robert Johnson – Me And The Devil Blues 1937

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and my favourite anti-guitar smashing song:

John Hiatt – Perfectly Good Guitar 1993
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Perfectly Good Guitar – words and chords from ultimate-guitar.com
Tabbed by: d2gTabbed by: d2g

Perfectly Good Guitar _ John Hiatt

Intro  – [Feeeeeedbaaaaccckkkk]–

Hey—!

Am         Em        G    C    D    Em

Am         Em    D   G    C    D

Em         D   Em      D   Em

Em                     G
Well he threw one down from the top of the stairs
Am                     C          D
beautiful women were standing everywhere
Em                    G
they all got wet when he smashed that thing
Am                        D             G
but off in the dark you could hear somebody sing

Am               Em

[Chorus] Oh it breaks my heart to see those stars
G          C        D       G
smashing a perfectly good guitar
Am                  Em
I don’t know who they think they are
D           G        C     Em
smashing a perfectly good guitar

Em          D         Em
Em          D         Em

Em         G
It started back in 1963
Am                         C          D
his momma wouldn’t buy him that new red harmony
Em           G
he settled for a sunburst with a crack
Am                        D            G
but he’s still trying to break his momma’s back.

Chorus
Am               Em
Oh it breaks my heart to see those stars
G          C        D       Em
smashing a perfectly good guitar
Am                  Em        D
I don’t know who they think they are
G        C     D
smashing a perfectly good guitar

Em     D      Em
Em     D      Em

Em         G
Well he loved that guitar just like a girlfriend
Am                     C          D
but every good thing comes to an end
Em                 G
now he just sits in his room all day
Am                D        G
whistling every note he ever played

Solo
Am   Em   G    C    D    Em
Am   Em   D    G    C    D

Em     D      Em
Em     D      Em

There oughta be a law with no bail
Smash a guitar and you go to jail
With no chance for early parole
You don’t get out till you get some soul

[Chorus]

Late at night the end of the road
He wishes he still had the old guitar to hold
He’d rock it like a baby in his arms
Never let it come to any harm

[Chorus]

 

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