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PUBLIC EXECUTION - Mouse and the Traps
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“You better get yourself a welder, babe!” Ronnie “Mouse” Weiss and his band from Texas
quite a few people believing this was Dylan himself singing. Lenny Kaye stated of this
"There are some who say that Mouse does Dylan's Highway 61 period better than the Master
Baring more than a passing resembalence to “Like a Rolling Stone” with the
and drawn out vocals, it reached #121 on Billboard in 1966.
Riff fig.
12-string electric guitar
N.C.
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Intro chords: / / / x2
Some things are best not spoken
Some things are better left unsaid
But since this is your public execution
I think I’ll go right on ahead
[Riff]
The mailman brought your letter, babe
Where you told me how you feel
And the things he said he told you
That is I’m such a heel
I could never be honest
And to you I’ve always lied
They saw me take some other hide
For a two-wheeled pony ride----
Chorus:
You at least might have asked me
If the scene was really what it seemed
But like a queen ruled by her jester
Your conclusion was a scheme
You said I disappointed you
Whereby all the things I done
That you had convinced yourself
I was the only one
Really make you happy
Satisfy your soul
Now you say I’ve failed
Since we split up all my gold---
[Riff]
Chorus:
Have you ever seen the truth before
Have you ever even made a try
Such I thing for you so impossible
With them themes all in your eyes
Whoa, I laughed when you said you had
One chance to really put me down
And how you loved to smear my name
All over my own town
Said some Mouse made a fool of you
And said don’t waste a dime
Your phone is out of order now, babe,
For me you got no time----
[Riff]
Chorus:
If this is really what your thinkin’
That it’s really, really all my fault
Then you better find yourself a welder, baby
Cause you got locked up in your vault---
[All chords modulate up ½ step]
Yeah, you got your point put over now
It seems you’ve found a match
Burn the bridge behind you, babe
Slam your door, throw the latch
I know just how your hurtin’
From your feelings as they burn
I’d like to say I’m sorry
But it’s no longer my concern---
[Riff up ½ step from riff fig.]
So goodbye
Go on and have a real good cry
I've found me a brand new high
She just loves a two-wheel pony ride
You better get yourself a welder, babe
Go on, get out of here...
A garage classic by grainofsand