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Date: Mon, 12 May 1997 09:00:52 +0200
From: Wolf Krueger 


Cover of the Rolling Stone

(Dr. Hook)


A
Well we are big rock singers

we've got golden fingers
                              E
and we're loved everywhere we go,

we sing about beauty and we sing about thruth
E7                        A
at ten thousand dollars a show;

we take all kind of pills

to give us all kind of thrills,
                           D
but the thrill we've never known,
        E
is the thrill that'll get you

when you get your picture

A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone


CHORUS:
A       E
Rolling Stone

   wanna see my picture on the cover
   A
   wanna buy five copies for my mother
   E
   wanna see my smilin' face
       D                    A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone

A
I've got a freaky old lady

called my Cocain Katy
                 E
who embroiders on my jeans,

I've got my poor old gray-haired Daddy,
E7              A
drivin' my limousine

Now it's all designed

to blow our minds
                               D
but our minds won't really be blown,
         E
like the blow that'll get you

when you get your picture
                            A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone

CHORUS

 A
We got a lot of

little teenage, blue-eyed groupies
                    E
who do anything we say,

we got a genuine Indian guru,
 E7                        A
who's teachin' us a better way,

we got all the friends

that money can buy,
                        D
so we never have to be alone,
       E
and we keep gettin' richer

but we can't get our picture
                            A
on the cover of the Rolling Stone


2 x CHORUS