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From: an207299@anon.penet.fi
Subject: CRD-Love-"A House Is Not A Motel

Love - "A House Is Not A Motel"

Intro:  Em  D  Em  G (x4)


Em               G
At my house I've got no shackles
Am                C
You can come and look if you want to
Em                       G
Through the halls you'll see the mountains
Am                     C
While the light shines dim all around you
Am                  D
And the streets are paved with gold
       Am
And if someone asks you
D
You can call my name

Em  D  Em  G (x2)

Em              G
You are just a thought that someone,
Am                   C
Somewhere, somehow, feels you should be here
Em              G
And it's so for real to touch,
   Am                 C
To smell, to feel, to know where you are here
Am                  D
And the streets are paved with gold
       Am
And if someone asks you
D                     Em   D
You can call my name
Em           G      Em   D
You can call my name
Em                 G     Em    C    Am    D
I hear you calling my name....

Instrumental break on:

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

Em....
Em....
D  C  G  A

By the time that I'm through singing
The bells from the schools of walls will be ringing
More confusions, blood transfusions
The news today will be the movies for tomorrow
And the water's turned to blood
And if you don't think so
Go turn on your tub
And if it's mixed with mud
You see it turn to gray
And you can call my name
I hear you calling my name


Ending/fadeout on:

Em   D   Em   G


Here is the tab for the guitar break in the middle:

e:-0--0--0-|-0-----0--0---0------0-----|-0----0----0----0--0-|
B:-5--5--5-|-5/12--12-12--12\10--10\18-|-8\7--7\5--5\3--3--3-|
G:---------|---------------------------|---------------------|
D:---------|---------------------------|---------------------|
A:---------|---------------------------|---------------------|
E:---------|---------------------------|---------------------|




                         [1-------------  [2---------------
e:-0----0--0--0----0--0-|-0----0--0--0---|-0----0--0--0-----|
B:-3/5--5--5--5\3--3--3-|-3/5--5--5--5---|-3/5--5--5--5/8---|
G:----------------------|----------------|------------------|
D:----------------------|----------------|------------------|
A:----------------------|----------------|------------------|
E:----------------------|----------------|------------------|



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From: rogers@hi.com (Andrew Rogers)
Date: Thu, 10 Aug 95 00:29:24 -0400
Subject: ./l/love/a_house_is_not_a_motel.crd

			"A House Is Not A Motel"
			     (Arthur Lee)

Intro:	[12-string acoustic, 4X; bass enters 3rd time]

	----0---0-----------0---0--3---
	-0----3----3----0-----3--------
	-------------------------------
	--2---------------2------------
	-------------------------------
	-------------------------------

Verse 1:

	Em                G
	At my house I've got no shackles
	Am                 C
	You can come and look if you want to
	Em                   G
	In the halls you'll see the mantles
	Am                      C
	Where the light shines dim all around you
	Am                   D
	And the streets are paved with gold and if
	Am                D                  Em
	Someone asks you,   you can call my name

	[intro pattern 2X]

Verse 2:

	You are just a thought that someone
	Somewhere somehow feels you should be here
	And it's so for real to touch
	To smell, to feel, to know where you are here
	And the streets are paved with gold and if
	Someone asks you, you can call my name
	You can call my name
	                      Em    C   Am   D
	I hear you calling my name  yeah    all right now

Solo:

	Em
	/ / / /  / / / /  / / / /  / / / /
	Em       C        Am       D
	/ / / /  / / / /  / / / /  / / / /
	Em
	/ / / /  / / / /  / / / /  / / / /
	D        C        G        A        Em
	/ / / /  / / / /  / / / /  / / / /  /

	[repeat intro]

Verse 3:

	By the time that I'm through singing
	The bells from the schools of walls will be ringing
	More confusions, blood transfusions
	The news today will be the movies for tomorrow
	And the water's turned to blood, and if
	You don't think so
	Go turn on your tub
	And it it's mixed with mud
	You'll see it turn to gray
	And you can call my name
	I hear you call my name

Coda:

	[drum break]

	[multiple overdubbed guitar solos over Em to fade]


-- another ace 60's tab from Andrew Rogers