Rolling Stones – Tumbling Dice

TUNING: D A D F# A D

  D
Women think I`m tasty but they`re always tryin` to waste me

And make me burn the candle right down
   B D B D  A                    B
But baby, baby, I don`t need no jewels in my crown

Cos all you women is low down gamblers
Cheatin like I don`t know how
But baby, baby, there`s fever in the funkhouse now

This low down bitchin` got my poor feet aitchin`
You know, you know the deuce is still wild
Baby, I can`t stay
        A
You got to roll me
    B             D
And call me the tumbling dice

Always in a hurry, I never stop to worry
Do you see the time flashing by
Honey, got no money, I`m all sixes, sevens and nines

Say now, baby, I`m the rank outsider
You can be my partner in crime
But baby, I can`t stay
         A       B
You got to roll me and call me the tumbling
 A       B              D
Roll me and call me the tumbling dice

Oh my my my, I`m the lone crap shooter
Playin` in the field every night
Baby, can`t stay
         A       B
You got to roll me and call me the tumbling
 A       B              D
Roll me and call me the tumbling dice
      A D
Got to roll me
      A D
Got to roll me ...