Tablature Deep Purple - Smoke On The Water
Deep Purple - Smoke On The Water
Title: Smoke On The Water
Subtitle:
Artist: Deep Purple
Album: Machine Head
Author: Words & Music by Ian Gillan (vocals), Ritchie Blackmore (guitars), Roger Glover (bass), Jon Lord (rock organ), and Ian Paice (drums).
Copyright: B. Feldman & Company Limited trading as Hec Music
Tabled by: pulpman
Instructions:
Notices: Please rate this tab on MSB, 'cause i've "wasted" a lot
of time doing this one.
Intro's riff is one of the best rock riffs ever made.Of
course, Zep riffs are amazing as well. Solo is
great, too. Deep Purple's best song, maybe. Well, I
don't know. Highway Star is a great one, too.
Please send comments to
Tempo: 112 BPM
Tracks: 7
Instruments:
Bars: 128
Tabs: Deep Purple - Smoke On The Water.gp4
Subtitle:
Artist: Deep Purple
Album: Machine Head
Author: Words & Music by Ian Gillan (vocals), Ritchie Blackmore (guitars), Roger Glover (bass), Jon Lord (rock organ), and Ian Paice (drums).
Copyright: B. Feldman & Company Limited trading as Hec Music
Tabled by: pulpman
Instructions:
Notices: Please rate this tab on MSB, 'cause i've "wasted" a lot
of time doing this one.
Intro's riff is one of the best rock riffs ever made.Of
course, Zep riffs are amazing as well. Solo is
great, too. Deep Purple's best song, maybe. Well, I
don't know. Highway Star is a great one, too.
Please send comments to
Tempo: 112 BPM
Tracks: 7
Instruments:
Bars: 128
Lyric
(Deep Purple)We all came out to Montreaux
On the Lake Geneva shoreline
To make records with a mobile
We didn't have much time
Frank Zappa and the Mothers
Were at the best place around
But some stupid with a flare gun
Burned the place to the ground
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
They burned down the gambling house
It died with an awful sound
Funky & Claude was running in and out
Pulling kids out the ground
When it all was over
We had to find another place
But Swiss time was running out
It seemed that we would lose the race
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky
We ended up at the Grand Hotel
It was empty, cold and bare
But with the Rolling truck Stones thing just outside
Making our music there
With a few red lights and a few old beds
We made a place to sweat
No matter what we get out of this
I know we'll never forget
Smoke on the water, fire in the sky