Gilby Clarke is an American singer, songwriter, musician and record producer, who was born in Cleveland, Ohio on August 17, 1962. He has been a guitarist for various bands, most famously as the rhythm guitarist for Guns N' Roses.
In the early 80's, Gilby was a member of the pop band Candy which recorded the album "Whatever Happened To Fun." He left the band sometime in the mid 80's to form the metal band Kill For Thrills as lead singer and rhythm guitarist, while the rest of Candy went on to turn into Electric Angels.
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Intro: [F#5A5B5F#5 (C5-B5-A5)] x2
F#5A5 Welcome to salvation, my Tequila's my companion B5F#5 for this evening of oblivion F#5A5 Everyone around me, kinda bores me, it makes me B5F#5 lonely with the friends I never had F#5A5 Packing up my Mustang cuz' this city has no heart, B5F#5 it sucks you in and spits you out F#5A5 Patiently I'm seeking my destination is unknown, B5F#5 I followed the road down to Mexico
D5A5 Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong, D5A5 Riff I'm just a lonely ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home F#5A5B5D5 He smiled and said "senor you're not in Texas anymore" C5B5A5F#5 Send my love to my home but send my mail to a Ti--jua--na Jail
[C5-B5-A5-F#5] x3
Staring at the ceiling of my jail cell it's my home, at least for now, it seems like forever Sleeping on the floor with the rats, crawling up my ass, I'm gonna kill that officer
Sorry Mr. Officer but I'm gonna get revenge, on this side of the border 20 pesos get you dead He smiled and said "senor I think I'll drink to your threats" Send my love to my home, but sent my mail to a Tijuana Jail
SOLO
In my destitution suicides a solution, but I'm a gambler, and I'm not cashed in The sun is going down and my problems will be solved by dawn, but not by justice I smelled liquor on his breath, I knew this is my last chance, I begged give a dying man his last drink He handed me a glass with just the worm and he laughed I pulled a switchblade from my boot and shoved it in his throat
Sorry Mr. Officer I think you got it wrong, I'm a lonely ol' Texas boy and I wanna get on home He smiled and said "senor you're not in Texas anymore" Send my love to my home but send my mail to a Texas Jail.