Plundered My Soul Chords by The Rolling Stones
Tempo:
100.85 bpm
Chords used:
A
Bm
D
B
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] [A]
[Bm] [A]
[Bm] Can you believe it?
I won no medals [A] in the love game.
[Bm] I feel rested on my laurels, I'm a bad loser, [A] I'm a yard of [D] my [A] past.
[Bm] I smell rubber and I soon [A] discovered that you're gone for [D] good.
[A]
[Bm] My indiscretions made a bad [A] impression, yes I was misunderstood.
[D] [A] [E] I'm often [Eb] needed, my loving, [B] but it's my [A] heart that you stole.
[D] [A] [B]
I thought you only brought money, but you [A] plundered my soul.
I [Bm] started asking around, but your friendly [A] pretty lips were still.
[Bm] I wrote a letter for the track professions, [A] I bought a woozy heel.
[Bm] I ate some gossips, called my [A] alcoholics and was drying out.
[Bm] Thoughts on every clinic in the yellow pages, [A] my grace I found.
[D] [A] [E] I'm often needed, [B] my loving, but it's my heart [A] that you stole.
[D] [A] [B]
I thought you only brought money, but you [A] plundered my soul.
[D] [A] I
[Bm] hate quibbles, I'm close to a million, [A] I'm a sly, a pig.
[Bm] But I don't cry reflection, my bad [A] rejection's not a part of this ring.
[B] But I [Bm] do miss your quick, the bucky and the [A] smile, the laugh of your face.
[Bm] You'll be a hot axophile, I've been a pill to swallow.
[A] You'll be packed on that copter and plane.
[D] [A] I thought [E] you only [B] brought money, but it's my heart that [A] you stole.
[E] [B]
You were the trick of my sleeve, my ace in [A] the hole.
[D] [A] [B]
I thought you only brought money, but you plundered [A] my soul.
[D] [A] Oh, you plundered my soul.
[Bm] Oh, yeah.
You [A] plundered my soul.
[Bm] Yeah.
[A]
[Bm]
[Am] [A]
[Bm] [A]
[Bm] Can you believe it?
I won no medals [A] in the love game.
[Bm] I feel rested on my laurels, I'm a bad loser, [A] I'm a yard of [D] my [A] past.
[Bm] I smell rubber and I soon [A] discovered that you're gone for [D] good.
[A]
[Bm] My indiscretions made a bad [A] impression, yes I was misunderstood.
[D] [A] [E] I'm often [Eb] needed, my loving, [B] but it's my [A] heart that you stole.
[D] [A] [B]
I thought you only brought money, but you [A] plundered my soul.
I [Bm] started asking around, but your friendly [A] pretty lips were still.
[Bm] I wrote a letter for the track professions, [A] I bought a woozy heel.
[Bm] I ate some gossips, called my [A] alcoholics and was drying out.
[Bm] Thoughts on every clinic in the yellow pages, [A] my grace I found.
[D] [A] [E] I'm often needed, [B] my loving, but it's my heart [A] that you stole.
[D] [A] [B]
I thought you only brought money, but you [A] plundered my soul.
[D] [A] I
[Bm] hate quibbles, I'm close to a million, [A] I'm a sly, a pig.
[Bm] But I don't cry reflection, my bad [A] rejection's not a part of this ring.
[B] But I [Bm] do miss your quick, the bucky and the [A] smile, the laugh of your face.
[Bm] You'll be a hot axophile, I've been a pill to swallow.
[A] You'll be packed on that copter and plane.
[D] [A] I thought [E] you only [B] brought money, but it's my heart that [A] you stole.
[E] [B]
You were the trick of my sleeve, my ace in [A] the hole.
[D] [A] [B]
I thought you only brought money, but you plundered [A] my soul.
[D] [A] Oh, you plundered my soul.
[Bm] Oh, yeah.
You [A] plundered my soul.
[Bm] Yeah.
[A]
[Bm]
[Am] [A]
Key:
A
Bm
D
B
E
A
Bm
D
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ Can you believe it?
I won no medals [A] in the love game. _ _
[Bm] I feel rested on my laurels, I'm a bad loser, [A] I'm a yard of [D] my [A] past. _ _
_ _ [Bm] I smell rubber and I soon [A] discovered that you're gone for [D] good.
[A] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ My indiscretions made a bad [A] impression, yes I was _ misunderstood.
_ [D] _ [A] _ [E] I'm often [Eb] needed, my loving, [B] _ _ but it's my [A] heart that you stole.
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [B]
I thought you only brought money, but you [A] plundered my soul. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I [Bm] _ started asking around, but your friendly [A] pretty lips were still. _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ I wrote a letter for the track professions, [A] I bought a woozy heel. _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ I ate some gossips, called my [A] alcoholics and was drying out. _
_ _ _ [Bm] Thoughts on every clinic in the yellow pages, [A] my grace I found. _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ [E] I'm often needed, [B] my loving, _ _ _ but it's my heart [A] that you stole.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [B] _
I thought you only brought money, but you [A] plundered my soul.
[D] [A] I _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ hate quibbles, I'm close to a million, [A] I'm a sly, a pig. _
_ _ _ [Bm] But I don't cry reflection, my bad [A] rejection's not a part of this ring. _
_ _ [B] But I [Bm] do miss your quick, the bucky and the [A] smile, the laugh of your face.
_ _ [Bm] You'll be a hot axophile, I've been a pill to swallow.
[A] You'll be packed on that copter and plane.
[D] _ _ [A] _ I thought [E] you only [B] brought money, _ _ but it's my heart that [A] you stole.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [B]
You were the trick of my sleeve, my ace in [A] the hole.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [B] _
I thought you only brought money, but you plundered [A] my soul.
[D] _ _ [A] _ Oh, you plundered my soul.
_ [Bm] _ Oh, yeah. _ _
You [A] _ _ _ plundered my soul.
_ [Bm] Yeah. _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ Can you believe it?
I won no medals [A] in the love game. _ _
[Bm] I feel rested on my laurels, I'm a bad loser, [A] I'm a yard of [D] my [A] past. _ _
_ _ [Bm] I smell rubber and I soon [A] discovered that you're gone for [D] good.
[A] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ My indiscretions made a bad [A] impression, yes I was _ misunderstood.
_ [D] _ [A] _ [E] I'm often [Eb] needed, my loving, [B] _ _ but it's my [A] heart that you stole.
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [B]
I thought you only brought money, but you [A] plundered my soul. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I [Bm] _ started asking around, but your friendly [A] pretty lips were still. _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ I wrote a letter for the track professions, [A] I bought a woozy heel. _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ I ate some gossips, called my [A] alcoholics and was drying out. _
_ _ _ [Bm] Thoughts on every clinic in the yellow pages, [A] my grace I found. _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ [E] I'm often needed, [B] my loving, _ _ _ but it's my heart [A] that you stole.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [B] _
I thought you only brought money, but you [A] plundered my soul.
[D] [A] I _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ hate quibbles, I'm close to a million, [A] I'm a sly, a pig. _
_ _ _ [Bm] But I don't cry reflection, my bad [A] rejection's not a part of this ring. _
_ _ [B] But I [Bm] do miss your quick, the bucky and the [A] smile, the laugh of your face.
_ _ [Bm] You'll be a hot axophile, I've been a pill to swallow.
[A] You'll be packed on that copter and plane.
[D] _ _ [A] _ I thought [E] you only [B] brought money, _ _ but it's my heart that [A] you stole.
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [B]
You were the trick of my sleeve, my ace in [A] the hole.
[D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [B] _
I thought you only brought money, but you plundered [A] my soul.
[D] _ _ [A] _ Oh, you plundered my soul.
_ [Bm] _ Oh, yeah. _ _
You [A] _ _ _ plundered my soul.
_ [Bm] Yeah. _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _