Standard Tuning.

[Intro.]
B, Aadd9, C#m, D#m, E, F#, C#m

[Verse.]
Jessica said she wait for me
I’d be eighteen when she’s turning twenty-three
Decorates her room with greeting cards
They burn up holes she turns a light on
In the dark

[Chorus.]
Trying to re-[F#add11]member love that
Never [F#add11]really was.

[Verse.]
When the milk tasted like perfume
You had been drinking from
The carton and I knew.

[Outro.]
Aadd9, E, F#add11, Aadd9, E, F#add11, Add9, E, F#add11, Aadd9.

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#Date: Wed, 17 Dec 1997 23:25:53 -0500
#From: DON META
#To: guitar@olga.net
#Subject: CRD:”JELLY JELLY”-ALLMAN BROTHERS
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#Jelly,Jelly-written by Trade Martin-as performed by Allman Bros.
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# Verse 1
# Key-B
# B7 E9 E7 Bdim B7 C7 F#m7,F7b9
# Stormy,stormy rain-I’m as lonesome as a man can be
# E9 E7 Bdim B7,Bb7,A7,Ab7
# Stormy,stormy rain -I’m as lonesome as a man can be
For the way you’ve been treatin’ me Lord I know I’m not
B7 G#7#9 C#m7,Bdim,F#9(this turnaround is different than)
to blame (the record,any turnaround works.)
Verse 2
B7 E9 E7, Bdim B7 C7 B7 F#m7,F7b9
It’s a downright rotten, lowdown dirty shame
E9 E7 Bdim B7,Bb7,A7,Ab7
Well it’s a downright rotten, lowdown dirty shame
For the way that you’ve treated me lord I know I’m
not to blame....
Organ solo–same progression throughout solo’s
Piano solo
Verse 3
B7 E9 E7 Bdim B7 C7 B7 F#m7,F7b9
Jelly,jelly,jelly-jelly stays on my mind
E9 E7 Bdim B7,Bb7,A7,Ab7
Jelly,jelly,jelly-jelly stays on my mind
Jelly roll killed my daddy-left my momma stone blind

Guitar solo-and fade out
:I’ll let you folks figure out the solo for yourself
It’s a classic by Richard Betts one of the
finest electric bluesers of all time.

[Verse 1]
Can you tell me, tell me, friend, just exactly where I’ve been
Is that so much to ask, I’ll pay you back no matter what the task
You seem really sure ‘bout something I don’t know
Take that load off, looks like chest’s about to go
Your wasted words already been heard, are you really God, yes or no

[Verse 2]
Well, all day and half the night you’re walkin’ round lookin’ such a fright
Good is it me or is it you, I’d make a wager and I’d hope you lose
Time’s gone, looks like Rome is ‘bout to fall
Next time take the elevator, please don’t crawl
Your wasted words so absurd, are you really Satan, yes or no

[Instrumental]



[Verse 3]
Well, I ain’t no saint and you sure as hell ain’t no savior
Every other Christmas I would practice good behavior
That was then, this is now, don’t ask me to be mister clean
Baby, I don’t know how
Ring my phone ‘bout ten more times, we will see
Find that broke down line and let it be
Your wasted words will never be heard, go on home baby and watch it on TV
Weekday soap-box specialty, you know what I’m talkin’ ‘bout now
By the way, this song’s for you, sincerely, me