The End

by The Doors

Guitar Pro Tab  |  v5.00  |  Posted on Feb. 20, 2012, 5:48 p.m. ← Back

Guitar Pro Tab Summary

Album

The Doors

Song Author

The Doors

Tabbed by

Guitar: Nick Thompson

Instruments

1st → Robby Krieger

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Lyrics

This is the end, beautiful friend. This is the end, my only friend. The end of our elaborate plans, The end of everything that stands, the end. No safety or surprise, the end. I'll never look into your eyes, again. Can you picture what will be? So limitless and free, desperatly in need, Of some strangers hand, in a desperate land. Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain, And all the children are insane, All the children are insane, Waiting for the summer rain. There's danger on the edge of town, Ride the King's highway, baby, Wierd scenes inside the goldmine, Ride the highway west, baby. Ride the snake, ride the snake, to the lake, the ancient lake, baby The snake is long, seven miles, Ride the snake, he's old, and his skin is cold. The west is the best, the west is the best, Get here, and we'll do the rest. The blue bus, is callin' us. The blue bus, is callin' us. Driver where you takin' us? The killer awoke before dawn, He put his boots on. He took a face from the ancient gallery, And he walked on down the hall. He went into the room where his sister lived, And then he, payed a visit to his brother, And then he, walked on down the hall. And he came to a door, And he looked inside, " Father? " " Yes, son? " " I want to kill you ". " Mother, I want to fuck you!" Come on baby! Come on, baby, take a chance with us, Come on, baby, take a chance with us, Come on, baby, take a chance with us, And meet me at the back of the blue bus Doin a blue rug on a blue bus Doin a blue rug come on girl! Fuck fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck fuck Fuck fuck fuck yeah Come on baby Come on Fuck me baby Fuck yeah Fuck fuck fuck yeah Fuck yeah Fuck me baby Fuck fuck yeah Fuck fuck fuck yeah All right Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! This is the end, beautiful friend. This is the end, my only friend, the end. Is hurts to set you free, but you never follow me. The end of laughter, and soft lies. The end of lanes, we try to die. This is the end.

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Guitar Notes: R.I.P. Jim Morrison