Dan’s Big Awesome Acoustic Songbook: Songs of the '70s
December 2024 refresh
G | C/G | G | C/G |
G | C/G | G | D/G | C/G | G |
| | | Ooh → | | |
D | B7 |
You can dance, y | ou can jive |
Em | A/C# |
Having the time of your | life |
| C | Am7 |
Ooh ooh ooh, | see that girl, | watch that scene |
D7 | G | C/G |
Digging the d | ancing queen | |
G | C/G |
Friday night and the lights are low | |
G | Em |
Looking out for a place to go | |
D | G/D |
Where they play the right music | |
| D | D | Em | Em | D | Em |
You | come to l | ook f | or a k | ing | → | |
G | C/G |
Anybody could be that guy | |
G | Em |
Night is young and the music’s h | igh |
D | G/D |
With a bit of rock music | |
| D | Em | Em | D | Em |
You’re in the mo | od f | or a d | ance | | |
| Am7 | D7 |
And when you | get the chance | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G |
You are the | dancing queen, | young and sweet, only | seventeen | |
G | C/G | G | D | C/E | G |
Dancing queen, | feel the beat from the | tambourine, o | h y | eah | |
D | B7 |
You can dance, y | ou can jive |
Em | A/C# |
Having the time of your | life |
| C | Am7 |
Ooh ooh ooh, | see that girl, | watch that scene |
D7 | G | C/G |
Digging the d | ancing queen | |
G | C/G |
You’re a teaser, you turn ‘em on | |
G | Em |
Leave them burning and then you’re | gone |
D | G/D |
Looking out for another | |
| D | Em | Em | D | Em |
You’re in the mo | od f | or a d | ance | → | |
| Am7 | D7 |
And when you | get the chance | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G |
You are the | dancing queen, | young and sweet, only | seventeen | |
G | C/G | G | D | C/E | G |
Dancing queen, | feel the beat from the | tambourine, o | h y | eah | |
D | B7 |
You can dance, y | ou can jive |
Em | A/C# |
Having the time of your | life |
| C | Am7 |
Ooh ooh ooh, | see that girl, | watch that scene |
D7 | G | C/G | G | C/G |
Digging the d | ancing queen | | | |
G | C/G | D7/A | G | C/G | G | C/G |
| | Digging the d | ancing queen | | | |
A | E/A | A | D |
I’ve been | cheated by | you since I don’t know | when |
A | E/A | A | D |
So I | made up my | mind it must come to an | end |
A | Aaug |
Look at me now, | will I ever learn? |
A | Aaug | D |
I don’t know ho | w, but I suddenly | lose control |
| E |
There’s a fire with | in my soul |
D | A/C# | E |
Just | one | look and I can hear a bell ring |
D | A/C# | E |
One | more | look and I forget everything |
A |
Mamma mia, here I go again |
G/D | D | A/C# | A |
My | my, how can I re | sist | you? |
A |
Mamma mia, does it show again? |
G/D | D | A/C# | A |
My | my, just how much I’ve | missed | you |
A | E/G# |
Yes, I’ve been | broken-hearted |
F#m | C#m/E |
Blue since the | day we parted |
G/D | D | Bm | E |
Why, | why | did I ever | let you go? |
A | F#m |
Mamma mia, | now I really know |
G/D | D | Bm | E |
My | my, | I could never | let you go |
A | E/A | A | D |
I’ve been | angry and | sad about things that you | do |
A | E/A | A | D |
I can’t | count all the | times that I told you we’re | through |
A | Aaug |
And when you go, | when you slam the door |
A | Aaug | D |
I think you know, | that you won’t be a | way too long |
| E |
You know that I’m | not that strong |
D | A/C# | E |
Just | one | look and I can hear a bell ring |
D | A/C# | E |
One | more | look and I forget everything |
A |
Mamma mia, here I go again |
G/D | D | A/C# | A |
My | my, how can I re | sist | you? |
A |
Mamma mia, does it show again? |
G/D | D | A/C# | A |
My | my, just how much I’ve | missed | you |
A | E/G# |
Yes, I’ve been | broken-hearted |
F#m | C#m/E |
Blue since the | day we parted |
G/D | D | Bm | E |
Why, | why | did I ever | let you go? |
A |
Mamma mia, even if I say |
G/D | D | A/C# | A |
Bye | bye, leave me now or | nev | er |
A |
Mamma mia, it’s a game we play |
G/D | D | A/C# | A |
Bye | bye doesn’t mean for | eve | r |
A |
Mamma mia, here I go again |
G/D | D | A/C# | A |
My | my, how can I re | sist | you? |
A |
Mamma mia, does it show again? |
G/D | D | A/C# | A |
My | my, just how much I | missed | you |
A | E/G# |
Yes, I’ve been | broken-hearted |
F#m | C#m/E |
Blue since the | day we parted |
G/D | D | Bm | E |
Why, | why | did I ever | let you go? |
A | F#m |
Mamma mia, | now I really know |
G/D | D | Bm | E |
My | my, | I could never | let you go |
A | A | A | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | A | A |
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | x2 |
A | A | A | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G |
| | Livin’ ea | sy, | | livin’ free | | | |
D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | A | A |
| Seaso | n tic | ket on | a | one way ride |
A | A | A | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G |
| | Askin’ no | thin’ | , | leave me be | | | |
D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | A | A |
Ta | kin’ | eve | rythin | ’ | in my stride |
A | A | A | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G |
| | Don’t need rea | son, | | don’t need rhym | e | | |
D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | A | A |
A | in’t | not | hin’ I’d | ra | ther do |
A | A | A | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G |
| | Goin’ do | wn, | | party time | | | |
D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | E |
| My f | riends | are gonna | be there too |
| A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# |
I’m on the | high | way | to | hell | | |
| A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# |
On the | high | way | to | hell | | |
A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# |
High | way | to | hell, | I’m | on the |
A | A | A | D/A |
High | way | to | hell |
A | A | A | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G |
| | No stop | signs | , | speed limi | t | | |
D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | A | A |
| Nob | ody’s | gonna | sl | ow me down |
A | A | A | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G |
| | Like a whe | el, | | gonna spin it | | | |
D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | A | A |
| Nob | ody’s | gonn | a | mess me around |
A | A | A | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G |
| | Hey Sata | n, | | payin’ my du | es | | |
D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | A | A |
| | Playin | ’ in | a | rockin’ band |
A | A | A | D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | D/F# | G |
| | Hey mam | a, | | look at m | e | | |
D/F# | D/F# | G | D/F# | E |
I’ | m on | my wa | y to the | promised land, whoa |
| A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# |
I’m on the | high | way | to | hell | | |
A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# |
High | way | to | hell, | I’m | on the |
A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# |
High | way | to | hell | | |
A | A | A | D/A |
High | way | to | hell |
| D | Dsus4 | D | Dsus4 | D |
Don’t stop me | | | | | |
| A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# |
I’m on the | high | way | to | hell, | | uh |
A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# |
High | way | to | hell, | I’m | on the |
A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# |
High | way | to | hell, | | on the |
A | A | A | D/A | G | D/F# | A |
High | way | to | hell, I’m on on the h | ighway | to he | ll |
A | A | A | D/A |
High | way | to | hell |
A | A | A | D/A |
High | way | to | hell |
A | A | A | D/A |
High | way | to | hell |
And I'm going down, aaaooohwaayyy
Em | Bm7 | Cmaj7 | AmM6 |
Every | time that I | look in the | mirror |
Em | Bm7 | Cmaj7 | AmM6 |
All these | lines on | my face getting | clearer |
Em | Bm7 | Cmaj7 | AmM6 |
| The past is | gone | |
Em | Bm7 | Cmaj7 | AmM6 |
It went | by, | like dusk to | dawn |
Em | Bm7 |
Isn’t that the | way |
Cmaj7 | D | B7 |
Everybody’s got their | dues in life to | pay |
Em | D |
Yeah, I know | nobody knows |
C | D |
Where it comes and | where it goes |
Em | D |
I know it’s | everybody’s sin |
C | D |
You got to lose to | know how to win |
Em | Bm7 | Cmaj7 | AmM6 |
Half my | life’s in | books’ written | pages |
Em | Bm7 | Cmaj7 | AmM6 |
Live and | learn from | fools and from | sages |
Em | Bm7 | Cmaj7 | AmM6 |
| You know it’s | true | |
Em | Bm7 | Cmaj7 | D |
All the | things | come back to | you |
Em | D |
Sing with me, | sing for the year |
C | D |
Sing for the laughter, | sing for the tear |
Em | D |
Sing with me, if it’s | just for today |
C | D | B7 |
Maybe tomorrow, the | good lord will take you aw | ay, yeah |
Am | B7 | Cmaj7 |
Dream on | dream on | dream on |
D | Em |
Dream until the dream come | true |
Am | B7 | Cmaj7 |
Dream on | dream on | dream on |
D | Em |
Dream until the dream come | true |
Cmaj7 | D |
Dream on | dream on |
Cmaj7 | D | B7 |
Dream on | ah | ah |
| Em | D69/F# |
On the | first part of the | journey |
| Em | D69/F# |
I was | looking at all the | life |
| Em | D69/F# |
There were | plants and birds and | rocks and things |
| Em | D69/F# |
There were | sand and hills and | rings |
| Em | D69/F# |
The | first thing I met was a | fly with a buzz |
| Em | D69/F# |
And the | sky with no cl | ouds |
| Em | D69/F# |
The | heat was hot and the g | round was dry |
| Em | D69/F# |
But the | air was full of so | und |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
I’ve | been through the desert on a | horse with no name |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
It felt | good to be out of the | rain |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
In the d | esert you can rem | ember your name |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
‘Cause there a | in’t no one for to | give you no pain |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
L | a, la, la l | a la la la |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La la l | a, la, l | a |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
L | a, la, la l | a la la la |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La la l | a, la, l | a |
| Em | D69/F# |
After | two days in the | desert sun |
| Em | D69/F# |
My s | kin began to turn | red |
| Em | D69/F# |
After t | hree days in the | desert fun |
| Em | D69/F# |
I was | looking at a river | bed |
| Em | D69/F# |
And the | story it told of a | river that flowed |
| Em | D69/F# |
Made me | sad to think it was | dead |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
You see I’ve | been through the desert on a | horse with no name |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
It felt g | ood to be out of the | rain |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
In the | desert you can r | emember your name |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
‘Cause | there ain’t no one for to | give you no pain |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La l | a, la, la l | a la la la |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La la l | a, la, l | a |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La l | a, la, la l | a la la la |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La la l | a, la, l | a |
Em | Em | D69/F# | D69/F# |
Em | Em | D69/A | D69/A |
| | | |
| Em | D69/F# |
After | nine days I let the | horse run free |
| Em | D69/F# |
‘Cause the | desert had turned to | sea |
| Em | D69/F# |
There were | plants and birds and | rocks and things |
| Em | D69/F# |
There were | sand and hills and | rings |
| Em | D69/F# |
The | ocean is a desert with its | life underground |
| Em | D69/F# |
And a | perfect disguise | above |
| Em | D69/F# |
Under the | cities lies a | heart made of ground |
| Em | D69/F# |
But the | humans will give no | love |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
You see, I’ve | been through the desert on a | horse with no name |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
It felt | good to be out of the | rain |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
In the | desert you can re | member your name |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
‘Cause | there ain’t no one for to | give you no pain |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La l | a, la, la l | a la la la |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La la l | a, la, l | a |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La l | a, la, la l | a la la la |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La la l | a, la, l | a |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La l | a, la, la l | a la la la |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La la l | a, la, l | a |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La l | a, la, la l | a la la la |
| Em9 | D69/F# |
La la l | a, la, l | a |
| E |
Well I | tried to make it Sunday, but I |
G#m |
Got so damn depressed |
| A | E |
That I | set my sights on | Monday, and I |
| A | F#m |
I ain’t | ready for the | altar |
| C#m | G#m | A |
But I | do ag | ree there’s | times |
| F#m |
When a | woman sure can |
A | E | Esus4 | E |
Be a friend of mine | | | |
| E |
Well I | keep on thinkin’ bout you |
| G#m |
Sister | golden hair surprise |
| A | E |
And I | just can’t live with | out you |
| G#m |
Can’t you | see it in my eyes? |
| A | F#m |
I been | one poor corres | pondent and I been |
C#m | G#m | A |
Too, too | hard to | find |
| F#m |
But it | doesn’t mean you |
A | E | Esus4 | E |
Ain’t been on my mind | | | |
| B |
Will you | meet me in the middle? |
| A | E |
Will you | meet me in the | air? |
| B |
Will you | love me just a little? |
| A | E |
Just e | nough to show you | care? |
| F#m | G#m |
Well I | tried to fake it, I | don’t mind saying |
C#m | A | E | E |
G#m | G#m |
C#m | B | A | A |
| | | |
| E |
Well I | keep on thinkin’ bout you |
| G#m |
Sister | golden hair surprise |
| A | E |
And I | just can’t live with | out you |
| G#m |
Can’t you | see it in my eyes? |
| A | F#m |
I been | one poor corres | pondent and I been |
C#m | G#m | A |
Too, too | hard to | find |
| F#m |
But it | doesn’t mean you |
A | E | Esus4 | E |
Ain’t been on my mind | | | |
| B |
Will you | meet me in the middle? |
| A | E |
Will you | meet me in the | air? |
| B |
Will you | love me just a little? |
| A | E |
Just e | nough to show you | care? |
| F#m | G#m |
Well I | tried to fake it, I | don’t mind saying |
A |
Thank you for being a friend |
D/A |
Traveled down the road and back again |
| E/A | A |
Your | heart is true, you’re a pal and a confi | dant |
D/A |
I hope it always will stay this way |
| E/A | A |
My | hat is off, won’t you stand up and take a | bow |
F#m | A7/E |
And if you threw a | party |
| Dmaj7 | C#7 |
In | vited everyone you | knew |
| F#m/E | A7 |
Well, | you would | see |
| Bm7 | F#m |
The biggest | gift would be from | me |
| D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | E |
And the | card | at | tached | would | say |
| A |
Thank you for being a | friend |
| D/A |
Thank you for being a | friend |
| E/A |
Thank you for being a | friend |
| A |
Thank you for being a | friend |
D/A |
I’d surely buy you a Cadillac |
| E/A | A |
What | ever you need any time of the day or | night |
D/A |
I hope it always will stay this way |
| E/A | A |
My | hat is off, won’t you stand up and take a | bow |
F#m | A7/E |
And when we both get | older |
| Dmaj7 | C#7 |
With | walking canes and hair of | gray |
| Bm7 | F#m |
Even | though it’s hardly | here |
| D | D/C# | D/B | D/A | E |
I will | stand | real | close | and | say |
| A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| D/A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| E/A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| A |
Let me tell you ‘bout a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| D/A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| E/A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
A | A/D | A/E | Em6/G | F#m |
| And | when we | die and float a | way |
| Fmaj7 | A/E |
Into the | night, the milky | way |
| Em6/G | F#m |
You’ll hear me | call as we as | cend |
| Fmaj7 | A/E |
I’ll say your | name, then once a | gain |
Thank you for being a...
| A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| D/A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| E/A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| A |
Thank you for being a | friend |
| A |
People tell me about a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| D/A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| E/A |
Thank you for being a | friend (I wanna thank you) |
| A |
Thank you for being a | friend |
A |
Thank you right now for being a friend |
| D/A |
I wanna | tell you ‘bout now and I’ll tell you again |
| E/A | A |
I wanna | thank you, thank you, thank you for being a | friend |
D | A | D |
Riding on the | City of New Or | leans |
Bm | G | D |
Illinois Central, | Monday morning | rail |
D | A | D |
Fifteen cars and fi | fteen restless | riders |
| Bm | A | D |
T | hree conductors, and t | wenty five sacks of | mail |
| Bm |
All a | long the southbound odyssey |
| F#m |
The | train pulls out of Kankakee |
| A | E |
And | rolls along the houses, farms and | fields |
Bm |
Passing trains that have no name |
| F#m |
And | freight yards full of old black men |
| A | A7 | D |
And | graveyards of the r | usted automo | biles |
G | A | D |
Good morning Am | erica, how a | re you? |
| Bm | G | D |
Say | don’t you know me, | I’m your native | son |
A | D | A | Bm | Bm/A | E/G# |
I’m the | train they call the | City of New | Orleans | | |
| C | G | A | D |
I’ll be gon | e five | hundred miles | when the day is | done |
| D | A | D |
Dealing | card games with the | old men in the | club cars |
| Bm | G | D |
A | penny a point, ain’ | t no one keeping | score |
D | A | D |
Pass the paper | bag that holds the | bottle |
| Bm | A | D |
And | feel the wheels | rumbling ‘neath the | floor |
| Bm |
And the | sons of Pullman porters |
| F#m7 |
And the | sons of engineers |
| A | E |
Ride their | fathers’ magic carpet made of | steel |
Bm |
Mothers with their babes asleep |
F#m7 |
Rocking to the gentle beat |
| A | A7 | D |
And the | rhythm of the r | ails is all they | feel |
G | A | D |
Good morning Am | erica, how a | re you? |
| Bm | G | D |
Say | don’t you know me, | I’m your native | son |
A | D | A | Bm | Bm/A | E/G# |
I’m the | train they call the | City of New | Orleans | | |
| C | G | A | D |
I’ll be gon | e five | hundred miles | when the day is | done |
D | A | D |
Nighttime on the | City of New | Orleans |
Bm | G | D |
Changing cars in | Memphis, | Tennessee |
D | A | D |
Halfway home, and | we’ll be there by | morning |
| Bm | A | D |
Through the | Mississippi darkness, | rolling down to the | sea |
| Bm |
But | all the towns and people seem |
| F#m7 |
To | fade into a bad dream |
| A | E |
The | steel rail still ain’t heard the | news |
| Bm |
The | conductor sings his songs again |
| F#m7 |
The | passengers will please refrain |
| A | A7 | D |
This | train’s got the disapp | earin’ railroad | blues |
G | A | D |
Good night Am | erica, how a | re you? |
| Bm | G | D |
Say | don’t you know me, | I’m your native | son |
A | D | A | Bm | Bm/A | E/G# |
I’m the | train they call the | City of New | Orleans | | |
| C | G | A | D |
I’ll be gon | e five | hundred miles | when the day is | done |
| C | G | A | D |
I’ll be gon | e five | hundred miles | when the day is | done |
| A | G |
You | get up every morning from your | ’larm clock’s warning |
| D | A |
Take the | 8:15 into the | city |
| A | G |
There’s a | whistle up above and people | pushin’, people shovin’ |
| D | A |
And the | girls who try to look | pretty |
| A | G |
And if your | train’s on time you can | get to work by nine |
| D | A |
And start your | slaving job to get your | pay |
| A | G |
If you | ever get annoyed, look at | me I’m self-employed |
| D | A |
I | love to work at nothing all | day |
And I'll be
A | G |
Taking care of business | every day |
D | A |
Taking care of business | every way |
| A | G |
I’ve been | taking care of business | it’s all mine |
D | A |
Taking care of business and | working overtime, work out |
| A | G |
If it were | easy as fishin’ you could | be a musician |
| D | A |
If | you could make sounds loud or | mellow |
| A | G |
Get a | second-hand guitar, chances | are you’ll go far |
| D | A |
If you | get in with the right bunch of | fellows |
| A | G |
People | see you having fun, just a- | lying in the sun |
D | A |
Tell them that you like it this | way |
| A | G |
It’s the | work that we avoid, and we’re | all self-employed |
| D | A |
We | love to work at nothing all | day |
And we been
A | G |
Taking care of business | every day |
D | A |
Taking care of business | every way |
| A | G |
I’ve been | taking care of business, | it’s all mine |
D | A |
Taking care of business and | working overtime |
A | G |
Taking care of business | every day |
D | A |
Taking care of business | every way |
A | G |
I’ve been taking care of business, | it’s all mine |
D | A |
Taking care of business and | working overtime |
| A | D | C | G |
Take good care | | of my business | | |
| A | D | C | G |
When I’m away | | every day | | |
| A | G |
You | get up every morning from your | ’larm clock’s warning |
| D | A |
Take the | 8:15 into the | city |
| A | G |
There’s a | whistle up above and people | pushin’, people shovin’ |
| D | A |
And the | girls who try to look | pretty |
| A | G |
And if your | train’s on time you can | get to work by nine |
| D | A |
And start your | slaving job to get your | pay |
| A | G |
If you | ever get annoyed, look at | me I’m self-employed |
| D | A |
I | love to work at nothing all | day |
And I been
A | G |
Taking care of business | every day |
D | A |
Taking care of business | every way |
| A | G |
I’ve been | taking care of business, | it’s all mine |
D | A |
Taking care of business and | working overtime, take care |
Takin' care of business, whoo
Takin' care of business
Takin' care of business
Takin' care of business
A | G |
Takin’ care of business | every day |
D | A |
Takin’ care of business | every way |
A | G |
Takin’ care of businessm, | it’s all mine |
D |
Takin’ care of business and working overtime |
A | G |
Takin’ care of business | |
D | A |
Takin’ care of business | |
| D | C | G |
I m | et a devil woman | | |
| D | C | G |
She t | ook my heart away | | |
| D | C | G |
She s | aid I had it comin’ to me | | |
| D | C | G |
But I w | anted it that way | | |
| G7 | A# | C |
I think that | any love is good lovin’ | | |
| D | F#m7 | Bm7 |
So I t | ook what I could | get | mmm |
Em7 | A |
She looked at me with big brown e | yes and said |
| D | A | G |
You a | in’t seen nothin’ yet | | |
| D | A | G |
B-B-B-Baby you just a | in’t seen nothin’ yet | | |
| D | A | G |
Here’s something that you n | ever gonna forget | | |
| D | A | G |
B-B-B-Baby you just a | in’t seen nothin’ yet | | |
| D | C | G |
And n | ow I’m feelin’ better | | |
| D | C | G |
‘Cause | I found out for sure | | |
| D | C | G |
She t | ook me to her doctor | | |
| D | C | G |
And he t | old me of a cure | | |
| G7 | A# | C |
He said that | any love is good lovin’ | | |
| D | F#m7 | Bm7 |
So I t | ook what I could | get | mmm |
Em7 | A |
She looked at me with big brown e | yes and said |
| D | A | G |
You a | in’t seen nothin’ yet | | |
| D | A | G |
B-B-B-Baby you just a | in’t seen nothin’ yet | | |
| D | A | G |
Here’s something that you n | ever gonna forget | | |
| D | A | G |
B-B-B-Baby you just a | in’t seen nothin’ yet | | |
G7 | A# | C |
Any love is good lovin’ | | |
| D | F#m7 | Bm7 |
So I t | ook what I could | get | mmm |
Em7 | A |
She looked at me with big brown e | yes and said |
| D | A | G |
You a | in’t seen nothin’ yet | | |
| D | A | G |
B-B-B-Baby you just a | in’t seen nothin’ yet | | |
| D | A | G |
Here’s something that you n | ever gonna forget | | |
| D | A | G |
B-B-B-Baby you just a | in’t seen nothin’ yet | | |
Em | G | Am | Gsus4 | G | Am |
Com | pa | ny, | al | ways on the | run |
Em | G | Am | Gsus4 | G | Am | G/A | Am |
Des | ti | ny, | ooh | is the rising s | un | | |
Em | G | Am | Gsus4 | G | Am |
I | was | born, | six | gun in my | hand |
| Em | G | Am | Gsus4 | G | Am | G/A | Am |
Be | hind | the | gun, I | make | my final s | tand | | |
| C |
That’s why they call me | |
| Am | G/A | Am |
Till the day I | die | | |
| Am | G/A | Am |
Till the day I | die | | |
Em | G | Am | Gsus4 | G | Am |
Re | bel | souls, de | ser | ters we are | called |
Em | G | Am | Gsus4 | G | Am | G/A | Am |
Chose | a | gun, and | threw | away the s | un | | |
Em | G | Am | Gsus4 | G | Am |
Now | these | towns, | they | all know our | name |
Em | G | Am | Gsus4 | G | Am | G/A | Am |
Six g | un | sound | | is our claim to fa | me | | |
| Am | G/A | Am |
Till the day I | die | | |
| Am | G/A | Am |
Till the day I | die | | |
| Am | G/A | Am |
Till the day I | die | | |
| Am | G/A | Am |
Till the day I | die | | |
| A | G | D |
Well I’ll | take whate | ver I | want |
| A | G | D |
And | baby, | I want | you |
A | G | D |
You give me | something I | need |
| A | G | D |
Now | tell me I got | something for | you |
E |
Come on, come on, come on and do it |
G | D | C | C | A |
Come on and do, | do what you do | | | |
A | D |
I can’t get en | ough of your love, huh |
A | D |
I can’t get en | ough of your love |
A | D |
I can’t get en | ough of your love |
| A | G | D |
Well it’s | late and | I want | love |
A | G | D |
Love is gonna | break me in | two |
| A | G | D |
Don’t | hang me | up at your | doorway |
| A | G | D |
Don’t | hang me | up like you | do |
E |
Come on, come on, come on and do it |
G | D | C | C | A |
Come on, come on and do | what you do | | | |
A | D |
I can’t get en | ough of your love |
A | D |
I can’t get en | ough of your love, huh |
A | D |
I can’t get en | ough of your love |
What'd I say now?
A | D |
I can’t get en | ough of your love |
A | D |
I can’t get en | ough of your love, huh |
A | D |
I can’t get en | ough of your love |
D/A | A | A/E | E | D6/A | D/A | G/A | A |
→ | | → | | → | → | → | x2 |
A | E |
Johnny was a | schoolboy |
| G | A |
When he | heard his first Beatles | song |
A | E |
Love Me Do, | I think it was |
| G | A |
And from | there it didn’t take him | long |
| G | A |
Used to | play every | night |
A | E |
Now he’s in a | rock ‘n’ roll outfit |
| G | A |
And | everything’s alr | ight |
D | E | D | E |
Don’t you | know? | → | |
G | A |
Hey, mama, I’m goin’ a | way |
A | E |
I’m gonna hit the | big time |
| G | A |
Gonna | be a big star some | day |
A | E |
Mama came | to the door |
| G | A |
With a | teardrop in her | eye |
| E |
Johnny said, | don’t cry, mama |
G | A |
Smiled and waved good | bye |
D | E | D | E |
Don’t you | know, | yeah | yeah |
E | D | A |
Don’t you | know that you are a | shooting star |
D | E | D | E |
Don’t you | know, | don’t you | know |
E | D | A |
Don’t you | know that you are a | shooting star |
| G | D |
And | all the world will love you just as | long |
| E | D | E |
As long as you | are | → | |
| G | A |
Went | straight up to number | one |
A | E |
Suddenly | everyone loved |
| G | A |
To | hear him sing his | song |
A | E |
Watchin’ the | world go by |
| G | A |
Surpr | isin’ it goes so | fast |
A | E |
Johnny looked a | round him and said |
| G | A |
Well, I | made the big time at | last |
E | D | A |
Don’t you | know that you are a | shooting star |
D | E | D | E |
Don’t you | know, | whoa | yeah |
E | D | A |
Don’t you | know that you are a | shooting star, yeah |
| G | D |
And | all the world will love you just as | long |
| E | D | E |
As long as you | are, a sho | oting | star |
E | D | A |
Don’t you | know that you are a | shooting star |
D | E | D | E |
Don’t you | know, | yeah | yeah |
E | D | A |
Don’t you | know that you are a | shooting star, naw |
| G | D |
And | all the world will love you just as | long |
| E | D | E |
As long as you | are, | → | |
A | E |
Johnny died | one night |
| G | A |
Sleeping | tablets by his | head |
A | E |
Johnny’s life | passed him by |
| G | A |
Like a | warm summer | day |
A | E |
If you listen to the | wind |
| G | A |
You can | still hear him | play |
E | D | A |
Don’t you | know that you are a | shooting star |
D | E | D | E |
Don’t you | know, | don’t you | know |
E | D | A |
Don’t you | know that you are a | shooting star |
E | D | A |
Don’t you | know that you are a | shooting star |
D | E | D | E |
→ | Don’t you don’t you don’t you d | on’t you | know |
E | D | A | E | A |
Don’t you | know that you a | re a | shooting star | |
| D | Em |
No matter what you | are, I will always be with | you |
| G | A | G | A | D | A |
Doesn’t matter what you | do | girl, | ooh | girl with | you | |
| D | Em |
No matter what you | do, I will always be aro | und |
| G | A | G | A | D |
Won’t you tell me what you | found | girl, | ooh gi | rl won’t y | ou |
Bm7 | E7 | A7 | D7 |
Knock down the old gray | wall, | be a part of it | all |
| G | Em | D |
Nothing to | say, nothing to | see, nothing to | do |
Bm7 | E7 | A7 | D7 |
If you would give me | all, as | I would give it to | you |
| G | Em | C | A |
Nothing would | be, nothing would | be, nothing would | be | |
| D | Em |
No matter where you g | o, there will always be a p | lace |
| G | A | G | A | D |
Can’t you see it in my fa | ce | girl, | ooh | girl want | you |
Bm7 | E7 | A7 | D7 |
Knock down the old gray | wall, | be a part of it | all |
| G | Em | D |
Nothing to | say, nothing to | see, nothing to | do |
Bm7 | E7 | A7 | D7 |
If you would give me | all, as | I would give it to | you |
| G | Em | C | A |
Nothing would | be, nothing would | be, nothing would | be | |
| D | Em |
No matter what you | are, I will always be with | you |
| G | A | G | A | D | A |
Doesn’t matter what you | do | girl, | ooh | girl with | you | |
G | A | G | A | D |
Ooh g | irl, | you | girl won’t | you |
G | A | G | A | D |
Ooh g | irl, | you | girl won’t | you |
Gm9 | Gbm9 | Fm9 | Gbm9 | Gm9 |
→ | → | → | → | |
Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
She was a | showgirl |
| Am7b5 | D7 |
With yellow | feathers in her | hair |
| Gm7 |
And a | dress cut down to there |
Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
And do the | cha-cha |
| Am7b5 | D7 |
And while she | tried to be a | star |
| Gm7 |
Tony | always tended bar |
| Cdim7 | D7 | Gm |
Across the | crow- | ded | floor |
| Cdim7 | D7 | Gm |
They worked from | eight | til | four |
| Cm7 | D7 |
They were | young and they had each | other |
| Gm7 | F#m7 | Bb7/F |
Who could | ask | for | more |
| Fm7 | Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
At the | Copa, | Copaca | bana |
| Fm7 | Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
The | hottest spot | north of H | avana |
C9 | Fm7 | Ab/Bb | Bb/C | C7 |
At the | Copa, | Copaca | baaaaa | na |
Fm7 | Bb7 | Gm7 | C7 | Fm7 | D7 |
Music and | passion were | always the | fashion at the | Copa | |
Gm9 | Gbm9 | Fm9 | Gbm9 | Gm9 |
→ | → | → | → | |
Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
He wore a | diamond |
| Am7b5 | D7 |
He was es | corted to his | chair |
| Gm7 |
He saw | Lola dancing there |
| Fm7 |
And when she | finished |
Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
He called her | over |
| Am7b5 | D7 |
But Rico | went a bit too | far |
| Gm7 |
Tony | sailed across the bar |
| Cdim7 | D7 | Gm |
And then the | punc | hes f | lew |
| Cdim7 | D7 | Gm |
And chairs were | smashed | in | two |
| Cm | D7 |
There was | blood and a single | gunshot |
| Gm7 | F#m7 | Bb7/F |
But just | who | shot | who? |
| Fm7 | Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
At the | Copa, | Copaca | bana |
| Fm7 | Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
The | hottest spot | north of H | avana |
C9 | Fm7 | Ab/Bb | Bb/C | C7 |
At the | Copa, | Copaca | baaaaa | na |
Fm7 | Bb7 | Gm7 | C7 | Fm7 | D7 |
Music and | passion were | always the | fashion at the | Copa | |
Gm9 | Gbm9 | Fm9 | Gbm9 | Gm9 |
→ | → | → | → | |
Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
She was a | showgirl |
| Am7b5 | D7 |
But that was | thirty years a | go |
| Gm7 |
When they | used to have a show |
Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
But not for | Lola |
| Am7b5 | D7 |
Still in the | dress she used to | wear |
| Gm7 |
Faded | feathers in her hair |
| Cdim7 | D7 | Gm |
She sits there | so | re | fined |
| Cdim7 | D7 | Gm |
And drinks her | self | half- | blind |
| Cm | D7 |
She lost her | youth and she lost her | Tony |
| Gm7 | F#m7 | Bb7/F |
Now she’s | lost | her | mind |
| Fm7 | Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
At the | Copa, | Copaca | bana |
| Fm7 | Ab/Bb | Ebmaj7 |
The | hottest spot | north of H | avana |
C9 | Fm7 | Ab/Bb | Bb/C | C7 |
At the | Copa, | Copaca | baaaaa | na |
Fm7 | Bb7 | Gm7 | C7 | Fm7 | D7 |
Music and | passion were | always the | fashion at the | Copa | |
Gm9 | Gm9 | Gbm9 | Fm9 |
| → | → | Don’t fall in love |
Gm9 | Gbm9 | Fm9 | Gbm9 | Gm9 |
→ | → | → | → | |
| G | D/F# |
Some say l | ove, it is a r | iver |
| C | D | G |
That d | rowns the ten | der r | eed |
| D/F# |
Some say love, it is a r | azor |
| C | D | G |
That l | eaves your so | ul to bl | eed |
| Bm | Em |
Some say l | ove, it is a h | unger |
| C | D7sus4 | D |
An end | less aching n | eed | |
| G | D |
I say l | ove, it is a fl | ower and |
| G | D |
It’s the he | art afraid of brea | king |
| C | D | G |
That n | ever lea | rns to da | nce |
| G | D |
It’s the dr | eam afraid of wak | ing |
| C | D | G |
That | never tak | es the cha | nce |
| Bm | Em |
It’s the | one who won’t be t | aken |
| C | D7sus4 |
Who ca | n not seem to g | ive |
| G | D |
And the | soul afraid of dy | ing |
| C | D | G |
That n | ever le | arns to li | ve |
| G | D |
When the n | ight has been too lo | nely |
| C | D | G |
And the r | oad has b | een too lo | ng |
| G | D |
And you th | ink that love is | only |
| C | D | G |
For the l | ucky an | d the str | ong |
| Bm | Em |
Just r | emember in the w | inter |
| C | D7sus4 |
Far bene | ath the bitter | snow |
| G | D |
Lies the s | eed that with the s | un’s love |
| C | D | G |
In the sp | ring beco | mes the ro | se |
| Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s | gone | | | |
| G | Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
It’s not | warm when she’s a | way | | | |
| Dm7 |
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s | gone |
| Em7 | F |
And she’s | always gone too | long |
| G | Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Any | time she goes | away | | | |
| Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Wonder this time where she’s | gone | | | |
| G | Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Wonder | if she’s gone to | stay | | | |
| Dm7 |
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s | gone |
| Em7 | F |
And this | house just ain’t no | home |
| G | Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Any | time she goes | away | | | |
Am |
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know |
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
| Dm7 |
Hey, I ought to leave the young thing | alone |
| F | G | Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
But ain’t no | sunshine | when she’s | gone | | | |
| Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s | gone | | | |
| G | Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Only | darkness every | day | | | |
| Dm7 |
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s | gone |
| Em7 | F |
And this | house just ain’t no | home |
| G | Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Any | time she goes | away | | | |
| G | Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Any | time she goes | away | | | |
| G | Am | Em | Em/G | Am |
Any | time she goes | away | | | |
| G | Am |
Any | time she goes | away |
A | D |
Sometimes in our | lives |
| A | A | E |
We all have | pain we all have | sorr | ow |
| A | E | A |
We know that | there’s always tom | orr | ow |
| A | D |
Lean on | me, when you’re not | strong |
| A |
And I’ll be your | friend |
| A | E |
I’ll help you | carry | on |
A | D |
Please swallow your | pride |
| A | A | E |
If I have | things you need to | borr | ow |
A | D | A |
For no one can | fill those of your | needs |
| E | A |
That you won’t | let | show |
| A | D | A | E | A |
You just | call on me | bro | ther, when | you need a hand | |
| E | A |
We all need somebody to | lean | on |
| A | D | A | E | A |
I just | might have a | prob | lem that | you’d under | stand |
| E | A |
We all need somebody to | lean | on |
| A | D |
Lean on | me, when you’re not | strong |
| A |
And I’ll be your | friend |
A | D | A |
If there is a | load you have to | bear |
A | D |
I’m right up the | road |
E6 | A |
Call | me (if you need a friend) |
E6 | A |
Call | me (if you need a friend) |
E6 | A |
Call | me (if you ever need a friend) |
E6 | A |
Call | me (if you need a friend) |
Em7add4 | G |
Em7add4 | G |
Em7add4 | Bm/D |
C | Csus4 | C |
→ | → | |
| Em7add4 | G |
Well you went | uptown riding in your | limousine |
| Em7add4 | G |
With your | fine Park Avenue c | lothes |
| Em7add4 | Bm/D |
You had the | Dom Perignon in your ha | nd |
| C | Csus4 | C |
And the spoon up your nose | → | → | |
| Em7add4 | G |
Ooh, and when you | wake up in the morning with your h | ead on fire |
| Em7add4 | G |
And your | eyes too bloody to | see |
| Em7add4 | Bm/D |
Go on and | cry in your coffee but d | on’t |
| C | Csus4 | C |
Come bitchin’ to me | → | → | |
| G/F | F/C | G/F | F/C |
Because you had to be a | big shot | , didn’t | you | |
| G/F | F/C | G/F | F/C |
You h | ad to o | pen up | your | mouth |
| G/F | G | F/D | G |
You h | ad to be a | big shot, | d | idn’t you |
F/D | G | F/D | C |
All your | friends were | so knocked out | |
| F | G/F | F/C | G/F |
You h | ad to have the l | ast word, | last | night |
| F/C | G/F | F/C | G/F |
You k | now what e | verything’s | about | |
| F | F/C | C | F/C | C |
You | had to have a wh | ite h | ot s | potl | ight |
| C | G/D | D | G/D | D |
You | had to be a b | ig s | hot l | ast n | ight, whoa |
Em7add4 | G |
Em7add4 | G |
Yeah! | |
Em7add4 | Bm/D |
C | Csus4 | C |
→ | → | |
| Em7add4 | G |
Yeah, they were | all impressed with your H | alston dress |
| Em7add4 | G |
And the | people that you knew at Ela | ine’s |
| Em7add4 | Bm/D |
And the | story of your latest suc | cess |
| C | Csus4 | C |
Kept ‘em so entertained | → | → | |
| Em7add4 | G |
Aww, but now you | just don’t remember all the t | hings you said |
| Em7add4 | G |
And you’re | not sure you want to know | |
| Em7add4 | Bm/D |
I’ll give you | one hint, honey you s | ure |
| C | Csus4 | C |
Did put on a show | → | → | |
| G/F | F/C | G/F | F/C |
Because you had to be a | big shot | , didn’t | you | |
| G/F | F/C | G/F | F/C |
You h | ad to prove | it to | the | crowd |
| G/F | G | F/D | G |
You h | ad to be a | big shot, | d | idn’t you |
F/D | G | F/D | C |
All your | friends were | so knocked out | |
| F | G/F | F/C | G/F |
You h | ad to have the l | ast word, | last | night |
| F/C | G/F | F/C | G/F |
S | o much fun | to be | around | |
| F | F/C | C | F/C | C |
You h | ad to have the front | page | bold | | type |
| C | G/D | D | G/D | D |
You h | ad to be a b | ig s | hot l | ast n | ight, whoa |
| Em7add4 | G |
Yeah, it’s | no big sin to stick your t | wo cents in |
| Em7add4 | G |
If you | know when to leave it a | lone |
| Em7add4 | Bm/D |
But you went | over the line, you couldn’t | see |
| C | Csus4 | C |
It was time to go home | → | → | |
| G/F | F/C | G/F | F/C |
No no no no no no you had to be a | big shot | , didn’t | you | |
| G/F | F/C | G/F | F/C |
You h | ad to o | pen up | your | mouth |
| G/F | G | F/D | G |
You h | ad to be a | big shot, | d | idn’t you |
F/D | G | F/D | C |
All your | friends were | so knocked out | |
| F | G/F | F/C | G/F |
You h | ad to have the l | ast word, | last | night |
| F/C | G/F | F/C | G/F |
You k | now what e | verything’s | about | |
| F | F/C | C | F/C | C |
You | had to have a wh | ite h | ot s | potl | ight |
| C | G/D | D | G/D | D |
You | had to be a b | ig s | hot l | ast n | ight, whoa |
| E | E/G# | A | A | E/G# |
If I o | nly had the | words to | tell you | → | → |
| F#m7 | F#m7/E | D9 | B7 | B7/D# |
If you | only had the time to u | nder | stand | → | → |
| E | E/G# | A | A | E/G# |
Though I | know it wouldn’t | change your | feelings | → | → |
| F#m7 | B7sus4 | E | G | B7 |
And I | know you’ll carry | on the best you | can | → | → |
| E | E/G# | A | A | E/G# |
If I | only had the | urge to | tell you | → | → |
| F#m7 | F#m7/E | D9 | B7 | B7/D# |
If you | only knew how hard it i | s to | say | → | → |
| E | E/G# | A | A | E/G# |
When the | simple lines have | all been | taken | → | → |
| F#m7 | B7sus4 | E | E | D/F# |
And the | radio re | peats them every | day | → | → |
| G | G/B | C | C | G/B |
If I | never find the | song to | sing you | → | → |
| Am7 | Am7/G | F9 | D7 | D7/F# |
If you | always find it h | ard to compre | hend | → | → |
| G | G/B | C | C | G/B |
Well you | know there wouldn’t | be much | meaning | → | → |
| Am7 | D7sus4 | G | G | G/A |
If I | had to sing those | tired words a | gain | → | → |
B7 | B7/C# | B7/D# | Em |
Life, | goes | on and | on |
| D | D/F# | G | Gmaj7 |
And to | night will | soon be | gone | |
| Am7 | Dsus4 | D | Dsus2 | D |
We can be | sure | → | → | → | → |
| G | G/B | C | C | G/B |
If I | only had the | words to | tell you | → | → |
| Am7 | Am7/G | F9 | D7 | D7/F# |
If you | only had the time to u | nder | stand | → | → |
| G | G/B | C | C | G/B |
But I | only have these | arms to | hold you | → | → |
| Am7 | D7sus4 | G |
And it’s | all that you can | ask of any | man |
G | C | F | Am | D | C/D |
Laa, | la la | la | laa la la | la | |
| G | G/B | C | C | G/B |
If I | only had the | words to | tell you | → | → |
| Am7 | Am7/G | F9 | D7 |
If you | only had the t | ime to under | stand | |
| D7/F# | G | G/B | C | C | G/B |
Oh b | ut I | only have these | arms to | hold you | → | → |
| Am7 | D7 | G | G7 |
And it’s | all that you can | ask of any | man | |
A | Gadd9 | D6/F# | F(#11) |
A | G6/9 | D6/F# | F(#11) |
A/C# | Dmaj7 | A/E | D/F# |
E/G# | D/F# | A | A/G# | D/F# |
| | | | |
A | D/A | A | A | E/G# |
I’ve seen the | lights go out on | Broadway | | |
F#m | Dadd9 | E | Esus4 | E | Dadd9 |
I saw the | Empire State laid | low | | | |
C#m7 | F#m |
And life went on beyond the P | alisades |
| A/E | E |
They all bought | Cadillacs | |
| Dadd9 | D | E |
And left there | long ago | | |
A | D/A | A | A | E/G# |
They held a | concert out in | Brooklyn | | |
F#m | Dadd9 | E | Esus4 | E | Dadd9 |
To watch the | island bridges | blow | | | |
A/C# | D |
They turned our | power down |
A/E | D/F# |
And drove us u | nderground |
E/G# | D/F# | A |
But we went | right on with the s | how |
A | F#m | A | F#m | A | A/E | E | A/E | E |
| → | → | → | → | → | | → | |
x2
A | D/A | A | A | E/G# |
I’ve seen the | lights go out on | Broadway | | |
F#m | D | E | A/E | E |
I saw the | ruins at my | feet | | |
C#m7 | F#m |
You know we almost didn’t | notice it |
| A/E | E |
We’d seen it | all the time | |
| D | D | E |
On Forty- | Second Street | | |
A | D/A | A | A | E/G# |
They burned the | churches up in | Harlem | | |
F#m | D | E | A/E | E |
Like in that | Spanish civil | war | | |
A/C# | D |
The flames were e | verywhere |
A/E | D/F# |
But no one | really cared |
E/G# | D/F# | A |
It always | burned up there before | |
A | F#m | A | F#m | A | A/E | E | A/E | E |
| → | → | → | → | → | | → | |
x2
A | D/A | A | A | E/G# |
I’ve seen the | lights go out on | Broadway | | |
F#m | D | E | A/E | E | Dadd9 |
I watched the | mighty skyline | fall | | | |
C#m7 | F#m |
The boats were waiting at the | Battery |
| A/E | E |
The union w | ent on strike | |
| D | D | E |
They never | sailed at all | | |
A | D/A | A | A | E/G# |
They sent a car | rier out from | Norfolk | | |
| F#m | D | E | A/E | E |
And | picked the | Yankees up for | free | | |
A/C# | D |
They said that | Queens could stay |
A/E | D/F# |
They blew the B | ronx away |
E/G# | D/F# | A |
And sank Man | hattan out at s | ea |
A | F#m | A | F#m | A | A/E | E | A/E | E |
| → | → | → | → | → | | → | |
x2
A | D/A | A | A | E/G# |
You know those | lights were bright on | Broadway | | |
F#m | D | E | Esus4 | E | Dadd9 |
But that was so | many years ago | | | | |
C#m7 | F#m |
Before we all lived here in | Florida |
| A/E | E | Dadd9 | D | E |
Before the | Mafia | took over | Mexico | | |
A | D/A | A | A | E/G# |
There are not | many who re | member | | |
F#m | Dadd9 | E |
They say a | handful still | survive |
A/C# | D |
To tell the | world about |
A/E | D/F# |
The way the l | ights went out |
E | D/F# | F |
And keep the me | mory alive | |
A | Gadd9 | D6/F# | F(#11) |
A | G6/9 | D6/F# | F(#11) |
A/C# |
Am | Dm7 |
Anthony works in the | grocery store |
G | G/B | C |
Savin’ his | pennies for | someday |
Am | Dm7 |
Mama Leone left a | note on the door |
| G | G/B | C |
She said, | sonny, move | out to the | country |
| Am |
Ah, but | workin’ too hard can give you |
| D7 |
A h | eart attack-ack-ack-ack-ack |
F | G |
You oughta know by | now |
Am | Dm7 |
Who needs a house out in | Hackensack? |
| G | G/B | C |
Is t | hat all you ge | t for your m | oney? |
| F | G |
And it s | eems such a waste of | time |
| E7 | Am |
If t | hat’s what it’s all abo | ut |
| F | Bdim | E7 | Am |
Mama if | that’s movin’ up then | I’m | movin’ | out |
Am | Dm | G | G/B | C |
| Mmm, I’m movin’ o | ut | | |
Am | Dm7 |
Sergeant O’Leary is | walkin’ the beat |
| G | G/B | C |
At n | ight he be | comes a barte | nder |
| Am | Dm7 |
He works at | Mister Cacciatore’s down on | Sullivan Street |
| G | G/B | C |
Ac | ross from the | medical | center |
| Am | D7 |
Yeah, and he’s | tradin’ in his Chevy for a | Cadillac-ack-ack-ack-ack |
F | G |
You oughta know by | now |
| Am | Dm7 |
And | if he can’t drive with a | broken back |
| G | G/B | C |
At le | ast he can | polish the | fenders |
| F | G |
And it s | eems such a waste of | time |
E7 | Am |
If that’s what it’s all | about |
| F | Bdim | E7 | Am |
Mama if | that’s movin’ up then | I’m | movin’ | out |
Am | Dm | G | G/B | C |
| Mmm, I’m movin’ o | ut | | |
Am |
You should never argue with a |
D7 |
Crazy mi-mi-mi-mi-mind |
F | G |
You oughta know by | now |
| Am | Dm7 |
You can | pay Uncle Sam with the | overtime |
| G | G/B | C |
Is t | hat all you | get for your | money? |
| F | G |
And if t | hat’s what you have in | mind |
| E7 | Am |
Yeah, if t | hat’s what you’re all | about |
| F | Bdim | E7 | Am |
Good | luck movin’ up ‘cause | I’m | movin’ | out |
Am | Dm | G | G/B | C |
| Mmm, I’m movin’ o | ut | | |
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D | D | G | D |
E7 | D7 | C9 | F9 | F9 | Bb |
→ | | | | | |
D | D/F# |
Got a call from an | old friend |
| G |
We used to be | real close |
A | D | G |
Said he couldn’t go on the American | way | |
D | D/F# |
Closed the shop, sold the | house |
| G |
Bought a ticket to the | West Coast |
A | D |
Now he gives them a stand-up routine in L. | A. |
x2
D | D/F# | G |
I don’t need you to | worry for me cause I’m | alright |
A | D | G |
I don’t want you to tell me it’s time to come | home | |
D | D/F# | G |
I don’t care what you | say anymore, this is | my life |
A | Bm |
Go ahead with your own life, and leave me | alone |
| F# |
I never said you had to offer me a | second chance |
D7 | E7 |
I never said I was a victim of | circumstance |
G | D/F# | F#7 | Bm | Bm/A |
I still be | long, | don’t get me | wrong | |
E7sus4 | E7 |
And you can | speak your mind |
| G6 | A | G6 | A |
But | not | on | my | time |
D | D/F# |
They will tell you you | can’t sleep alone in a |
A | D |
Then they’ll tell you you can’t sleep with somebody | else |
D | D/F# | G |
But sooner or | later you sleep in your | own space |
A | D |
Either way it’s okay you wake up with your | self |
x2
D | D/F# | G |
I don’t need you to | worry for me cause I’m | alright |
A | D | G |
I don’t want you to tell me it’s time to come | home | |
D | D/F# | G |
I don’t care what you | say anymore, this is | my life |
A | Bm |
Go ahead with your own life, and leave me | alone |
| F# |
I never said you had to offer me a | second chance |
D7 | E7 |
I never said I was a victim of | circumstance |
G | D/F# | F#7 | Bm | Bm/A |
I still be | long, | don’t get me | wrong | |
E7sus4 | E7 |
And you can | speak your mind |
| G6 | A | G6 | A |
But | not | on | my | time |
D | G | G | D | Em7 | D |
I don’t care what you say anymore, this is | my life | | | | |
A | D |
Go ahead with your own life, and leave me | alone |
E7 | D7 | C9 | F9 | F9 | Bb |
→ | | | | | Keep it to yourself it’s my life |
C | D | Em |
Come out Virginia, | don’t let me | wait |
| C | D | G |
You | Catholic girls start m | uch too | late |
| C | D | Em |
But | sooner or later it c | omes down to | fate |
| C | D |
I | might as well be the | one |
| C | D | Em |
Well, they | showed you a statue, | told you to | pray |
| C | D | G |
They | built you a temple and l | ocked you | away |
| C | D | Em |
But | they never told you the | price that you | pay |
| C | D |
For | things that you might have | done |
| G |
Only the good die | young |
| G | C |
Only the good | die | young |
| D | G |
Only the good | die youn | g |
| C | D | Em |
You might have | heard I run with a | dangerous | crowd |
| C | D | G |
We | ain’t too pretty we | ain’t too | proud |
| C | D | Em |
We | might be laughing a | bit too l | oud |
| C | D |
But | that never hurt no | one |
| C | D | Em |
So come | on Virginia sh | ow me a | sign |
C | D | G |
Send up a signal I’ll | throw you a | line |
| C | D | Em |
The | stained-glass curtain you’re | hiding be | hind |
C | D |
Never lets in the | sun |
| G |
Darlin’ only the good die | young |
C | D | G |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wh | oa | |
| G | C |
I tell ya only the good | die | young |
| D | G |
Only the good | die young | |
| D |
You got a | nice white dress and a |
C | G |
Party on your confirmati | on |
| A | C |
You got a | brand new soul, and a cro | ss of gold |
| D |
But Vir | ginia they didn’t give you |
| C | G |
Q | uite enough informati | on |
| C |
When you were counting on your | rosary |
G/B | C | G/B | Am7 |
Oh | woah | woah | woah |
| C | D | Em |
They | say there’s a heaven for | those who will | wait |
C | D | G |
Some say it’s better but | I say it | ain’t |
| C | D | Em |
I’d rather | laugh with the sinners than | cry with the | saints |
| C | D |
The | sinners are much more | fun |
| G |
You know that only the good die | young |
C | D | G |
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wh | oa | |
| G | C |
I tell ya only the good | die | young |
| D | G |
Only the good | die young | |
| D |
You say your | mother told you all that I could |
C | G |
Give you was a reput | ation |
| A |
Awww, she never | cared for me |
| C |
But did she ever say a | prayer for me? |
G/B | C | G/B | Am7 |
Oh | woah | woah | woah |
| C | D | Em |
Come out | come out come out Vir | ginia don’t l | et me wait |
C | D | G |
You Catholic | girls start | much too late |
C | D | Em |
Sooner or later it | comes down to | fate |
| C | D |
I | might as well be the | one |
| G |
You know that only the good die | young |
| G | C |
You know that only the good | die | young |
| D | G |
Only the good | die young | |
| D | G |
Only the | good die young | |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
Fmaj7 | C/E | D7 | G |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
F | F/G |
C | F/C | Cmaj7 | F/C |
C | F/C | Cmaj7 | F/C |
| | | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
It’s ni | ne o’cl | ock on a | Saturday | |
F | C/E | D7 | G |
The regular c | rowd shuffles | in | |
| C | G/B | Fadd9/A | C/G |
There’s | an old man | sitting | next to me | |
| Fadd9 | F/G | C |
Makin’ | love to his | tonic and | gin |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
F | F/G | C | C | F/C | F/C |
| | | | | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
He says, | son can you | play me a | memory? | |
| F | C/E | D7 | G |
I’m | not really | sure how it go | es | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
But it’s | sad and it’s | sweet and I | knew it complete | |
| F | F/G | C |
When | I wore a | younger man’s | clothes |
Am | Am/G | D/F# | F |
La la | la diddy | da | |
Am | Am/G | D/F# | G | G/F | C/E | G7/D |
La | La diddy | da da d | um | | | |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
Sing us a | song, you’re the | piano man | |
F | C/E | D7 | G |
Sing us a son | g to nig | ht | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
Well we’re | all in the | mood for a | melody | |
| F | F/G | C |
And | you’ve got us fe | eling all | right |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
F | F/G |
C | F/C | Cmaj7 | F/C |
C | F/C | Cmaj7 | F/C |
| | | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C |
Now Joh | n at the | bar is a | friend of mine | |
| F | C/E | D7 | G |
He gets | me my | drinks for | free | |
| C | G/B |
And he’s | quick with a | joke or to |
F/A | C/G |
Light up your | smoke |
| F | F/G | C | F/C |
But there’s | some place that | he’d rather | be | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
He says, | Bill I be | lieve this is | killing me | |
| F | C/E | D7 | G |
As a sm | ile ran a | way from his | face | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
Well I’ | m sure that I | could be a | movie star | |
| F | F/G | C |
If | I could get | out of this | place |
| Am | Am/G | D/F# | F |
Oh | La la | la diddy | da | |
Am | Am/G | D/F# | G | G/F | C/E | G7/D |
La | La diddy | da da d | um | | | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C |
Now Pau | l is a | real estate | novelist | |
| F | C/E | D7 | G |
Who nev | er had | time for a | wife | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
And he’s | talking with | Davy, who’s | still in the | Navy |
| F | F/G | C |
And pro | bably w | ill be for | life |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
F | F/G | C | C | F/C | F/C |
| | | | | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
And the | waitress is | practicing | politics | |
| F | C/E | D7 | G |
As the | businessmen | slowly get | stoned | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
Yes they’re | sharing a | drink they call | loneliness | |
| F | F/G | C |
But it’s | better than | drinking a | lone |
Am | Am/G | D/F# | Dm/F |
Am | Am/G | D/F# | Dm/F |
Am | Am/G | D/F# | D |
G | G7/F | C/E | G/D |
| | | |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
Sing us a | song, you’re the | piano man | |
F | C/E | D7 | G |
Sing us a son | g to nig | ht | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
Well we’re | all in the | mood for a | melody | |
| F | F/G | C |
And | you’ve got us fe | eling all | right |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
F | F/G |
C | F/C | Cmaj7 | F/C |
C | F/C | Cmaj7 | F/C |
| | | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C |
It’s a | pretty good | crowd for a | Saturday | |
| F | C/E | D7 | G |
And the | manager | gives me a | smile | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
‘Cause he | knows that it’s | me they’ve been | coming to | see |
| F | F/G | C | F/C |
To for g | et about | life for a | while | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
And the | piano | sounds like a | carnival | |
| F | C/E | D7 | G |
And the | microphone | smells like a | beer | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
And they | sit at the | bar and put | bread in my | jar |
| F | F/G | C |
And say | man what are | you doing | here? |
| Am | Am/G | D/F# | F |
Oh | La la | la diddy | da | |
Am | Am/G | D/F# | G | G/F | C/E | G7/D |
La | La diddy | da da d | um | | | |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
Sing us a | song, you’re the | piano man | |
F | C/E | D7 | G |
Sing us a son | g to nig | ht | |
| C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
Well we’re | all in the | mood for a | melody | |
| F | F/G | C |
And | you’ve got us fe | eling all | right |
C | G/B | F/A | C/G |
F | F/G |
C | F/C | Cmaj7 | F/C |
C | F/C | Cmaj7 | F/C |
F | Gm7/F |
A bottle of white, | a bottle of red |
C/F | Bb/F | F |
Perhaps a bottle of ro | se instead | |
C | C/Bb | F/A |
Get a table | near the | street |
| F/A | Gm7 | C |
In our | old fa | miliar | place |
Gm7 | C7 | Gm7 | Bb/C | C | Bb/C |
You and | I, | face to | face, | um umm | |
F | Gm7/F |
A bottle of red, a | bottle of white |
C/F | Bb/F | F |
It all depends on your | appet | ite |
G | F/A | G/B | C |
I’ll meet you | anytime | you | want |
| Bb/D | C/E | F |
In our I | tali | an Re | staurant |
Cmaj7 | Fmaj7 | Bbmaj7 | Bbmaj7 |
Cmaj7 | Fmaj7 | Bbmaj7 | Bbmaj7 |
Ebmaj7 | Ebmaj7 | Abmaj7 | Abmaj7 |
Ebmaj7 | Ebmaj7 | Abmaj7 | Abmaj7 |
C/D | C/D | C/D | C/D |
| | | |
G | D/G |
Things are okay with | me these days |
G7 | G9 |
Got a good job, | got a good office |
C7 | F |
Got a new wife, | got a new life |
| Am7 | D7 |
And the | family’s fine | |
G | D/G |
Oh, we lost touch | long ago |
G7 | G9 |
You lost weight I | did not know |
C7 | F | Am7 | D7 |
You could ever | look so nice after | so much time | |
| Eb | Bb | F |
Do you re | member those days hanging | out at the village | green |
Eb | Bb | F |
Engineer boots, leather | jackets and tight blue | jeans |
| Eb | Bb | F |
Woah you drop a | dime in the box play the | song about New Or | leans |
Eb | Bb |
Cold beer, | hot lights |
C | D | G |
My sweet ro | mantic teenage | nights |
G | D/G | G7 | G9 |
C7 | F | Am7 | D7 |
G | D/G | G7 | G9 |
C7 | F | Am7 | D7 |
| | | |
G | F | C/E | D |
Oh | oh, oh | oh, oh | oh oh |
G | F | C/E | D |
Oh | oh, oh | oh, oh | oh oh |
G |
Brenda and Eddie were the popular steadies |
| D | D | C |
And the | king and the queen of the prom | | |
G | G7/B | C |
Riding around with the | car top down and the | radio on |
G | D | D | C |
Nobody looked any | finer | | |
| G | C |
Or was | more of a hit at the | Parkway Diner |
G | F | E |
We never knew we could | want more than that out of | life |
| Am | G/B | C | D | G |
Surely | Brenda and | Eddie would | always know | how to sur | vive |
G | F | C/E | D |
Oh | oh, oh | oh, oh | oh oh |
G | F | C/E | D |
Oh | oh, oh | oh, oh | oh oh |
G | D | D | C |
Brenda and Eddie were still going steady in the | summer of seventy five | | |
G | G7/B | C |
When they decided the | marriage would be at the | end of July |
G | D | D | C |
Everyone said they were | crazy | | |
G | C |
Brenda you know that you’re | much too lazy |
| G | F | E |
And | Eddie could never af | ford to live that kind of | life |
| Am | G/B | C | D | G |
Oh, but | there we were | waving | Brenda and | Eddie good | bye |
G | F | C/E | D |
Oh | oh, oh | oh, oh | oh oh |
| F/C | C | F/C | C |
Well, they | got an a | partment with | deep pile | carpets |
| D | G |
And a | couple of paintings from | Sears |
| F/C | C | F/C | C |
A | big water | bed that they | bought with the | bread |
| D | G |
They had | saved for a couple of | years |
| F/C | C | F/C | C |
They | started to | fight when the | money got | tight |
| D | Em |
And they | just didn’t count on the | tears |
| A9 | C/D |
Woh | oh, woh | oh, yeah rock and roll! |
G | G | D | D |
G | G7/B | C | C |
G | D | G | C |
G | F | E | E |
Am | G/B | C | C/D |
| | | |
G | F | C/E | D |
Oh | oh, oh | oh, oh | oh oh |
| F/C | C | F/C | C |
Well, they | lived for a | while in a | very nice | style |
| D | G |
But it’s | always the same in the end | |
| F/C | C | F/C | C |
They | got a di | vorce as a | matter of | course |
| D | G |
And they | parted the closest of friends | |
| F/C | C | F/C | C |
Then the | king and the | queen went | back to the | green |
| D | Em | A9 | C/D |
But you can | never go back there a | gain, oh | oh, oh | oh |
G | D | D | C |
Brenda and Eddie had had it already by the | summer of seventy five | | |
| G | G7/B |
From the | high to the low to the | end of the show |
| C |
For the | rest of their lives |
| G | D | D | C |
They | couldn’t go back to the | greasers | | |
| G | C |
The | best they could do was pick | up their pieces |
G | F | E |
We always knew they would | both find a way to get | by |
Am | G/B | C | D |
That’s all I | heard about | Brenda and | Eddie |
Am | G/B | C | D |
Can’t tell you | more cause I | told you al | ready |
| Am | G/B | C | D | G |
And | here we are | waving | Brenda and | Eddie good | bye |
G | F | C/E | D |
Oh | oh, oh | oh, oh | oh oh |
G | F | C/E | D |
Oh | oh, oh | oh, oh | oh oh |
G | F | C/E | D |
Oh | oh, oh | oh, oh | oh oh |
F | F/E | D | C | G/B | Am | C | Bb | Am | G | F | F/E |
| | | | | | | | | | | |
C | C | Bb | F/A |
F/A | Bb | C |
C | Gm7 | C | Gm7 |
Bb | C | Bb/C |
| | |
F | Gm7/F |
A bottle of red, | oooh a bottle of white |
C/F | Bb/F | F |
Whatever kind of mood you’re | in to | night |
G | G/A | G/B | C |
I’ll meet you | anytime | you | want |
G | F/A | G/B | C |
I’ll meet you | anytime | you | want |
| Bb/D | C/E | F |
In our I | tali | an Re | staurant |
Cmaj7 | Fmaj7 | Bbmaj7 | Bbmaj7 |
Cmaj7 | Fmaj7 | Bbmaj7 | Bbmaj7 |
| | | |
| G | C |
Well it’s a | rainy night in | Paris |
| Am | D |
And I’m | sitting by the | Seine |
| G | C |
It’s a | pleasure to be | soaking |
C/B | Am | D |
In the E | uropean | rain |
| Em | D | C |
Now my | belly’s full of f | ancy food and w | ine |
| G | C |
But in the m | orning there’ll be h | ell to pay |
D | G |
Somewhere along the lin | e |
| G/B | C |
Oh, but in the m | orning there’ll be | hell to pay |
D | G |
Somewhere along the | line |
G | C |
Sweet Virginia c | igarette |
| G | C | C/B |
Well you | used to be a | friend of | mine |
| Am | D |
But n | ow I unders | tand |
| Em | D | C |
You’ve been e | ating up in | side me for some | time, oh |
| G | C |
And | I know you’re gonn | a get me |
D | G |
Somewhere along the | line |
| G/B | C |
Well | I know you’re gonn | a get me |
D | G |
Somewhere along the | line |
D | D/Eb |
Somewhere along the line | |
| Em | Em/D | C |
Well I k | now it’s just a ma | tter of | time |
| G/B | C |
When the | fun falls through and the | rent comes due |
Am | F | D |
Somewhere along the | line | |
| G | C |
Well, you | know I love my | woman |
| Am | D |
And I w | ould not let her d | own |
| G | C |
And I | did my share of | lovin’ |
C/B | Am | D |
When I u | sed to get | around |
| Em | D | C |
Now I’m | satisfied and | she is lookin’ fi | ne, oh |
| G/B | C |
But you | pay for your satis | faction |
D | G |
Somewhere along the lin | e |
| G/B | C |
Well you p | ay for your sa | tisfaction |
D | G |
Somewhere along the li | ne |
| G | C |
Hey, it’s | good to be a | young man |
| Am | D |
And to | live the way you | please |
| G | C |
Yes, a | young man is the | king |
| C/B | Am | D |
Of | every | kingdom that he | sees |
| Em | D | C |
But there’s an | old and feeble | man not far | behind, oh |
| G | C |
And it | surely will catch | up to him |
D | G |
Somewhere along the | line |
| G | C |
Well, you | know it will catch | up to him |
D | G |
Somewhere along the | line |
| G | C |
Well, and it | surely will catch | up to him |
D | G |
Somewhere along the | line |
| D | D/F# | G | D/F# |
He a | lways found it h | ard to t | ake her | |
Em7 | A7sus4 | D | G/D |
She wouldn’t | listen to ad | vice | |
D | D9 | G | D/F# |
And though he | never tried to | make her | |
Em7 | G | G/B |
She often thought it would be | nice | |
A | A/C# | D/F# | D |
Oh, and now she’s h | eadin’ out to Calif | ornia | |
| A |
It’s been a | long time comin’ but she’s |
| A/C# | D/F# | D |
F | eeling like a woman | tonight | |
| A |
And she | left a little letter said |
| A/C# | D/F# |
She’s g | onna make a stop in Ne | vada |
G | D/F# | Em7 | A |
Good | bye, | good | bye |
D | D/F# | G | D/F# |
She tried for y | ears to be a | good wife | |
Em7 | A7sus4 | D | G/D |
It never | quite got off the | ground | |
D | D9 | G | D/F# |
And all those | stories of the | good life | |
Em7 | G | G/B |
Convinced her not to hang | around | |
A | A/C# | D/F# | D |
Oh, and now she’s h | eadin’ out to Calif | ornia | |
| A |
And she | doesn’t know what’s comin’ but |
| A/C# | D/F# | D |
She’s s | ure of what she’s leaving be | hind | |
| A |
And she | left a little letter said |
| A/C# | D/F# |
She’s g | onna make a stop in Ne | vada |
G | D/F# | Em7 | A |
Good | bye, | good | bye |
D | D/F# | G | Em7 | A7sus4 | D | C | A | D |
| | | | | | | | |
D | D/F# | G | D/F# |
And though she f | inds it hard to | leave him | |
Em7 | A7sus4 | D | G/D |
She knows it | would be worse to | stay | |
D | D9 | G | D/F# |
He wouldn’t | understand the | reasons | |
Em7 | G | G/B |
That make a woman run aw | ay | |
A | A/C# | D/F# | D |
Oh, and now she’s h | eadin’ out to Calif | ornia | |
| A |
With some | money in her pocket she’s a |
| A/C# | D/F# | D |
R | ocket on the fourth of Ju | ly | |
| A |
And she | left a little letter said |
| A/C# | D/F# | D |
She’s g | onna make a stop in Ne | vada | |
G | D/F# | Em7 | A |
Good | bye, | good | bye |
A | A/C# | D/F# | D |
Oh, and now she’s h | eadin’ out to Calif | ornia | |
| A |
With some | money in her pocket she’s a |
| A/C# | D/F# | D |
R | ocket on the fourth of Ju | ly | |
| A |
And she | left a little letter said |
| A/C# | D/F# |
She’s g | onna make a stop in Ne | vada |
G | D/F# | Em7 | A |
Good | bye, | good | bye |
| D | G | D/F# |
They say that | these are not the | best of | times |
| G | D/F# | Em7 | D/F# | A |
But t | hey’re the | only | times I’ve ever | known | |
| D | G | D/F# | G | D/F# |
And I be | lieve there is a | time for | medit | ation | |
| Em7 | A | E | A |
In cat | hedrals of our | own | → | |
F#/A# | Bm | Bm/A |
Now I have | seen that sad | surrender |
| G | G | D/F# |
In my | lover’s eyes | | |
| E | E/G# | A |
And | I can only | stand apart and | sympathize |
| D | Em7 | G |
For we are | always what our | situations | hand us |
| A | G | C | G |
It’s either | sadness or eup | horia | → | |
A | D | C | G | A |
Sadness or eu | phoria | → | | |
| D | G | D/F# |
And so we’ll | argue and we’ll co | mpromi | se |
| G | D/F# | Em7 | D | A |
And r | eal | ize that n | othing’s really | changed | |
| D | G | D/F# |
For all our m | utual ex | perienc | e |
| G | D/F# | Em7 | A | E | A |
Our | separ | ate conc | lusions are the | same | → | |
F#/A# | Bm | Bm/A |
Now we are | forced to recog | nize our |
| E | E/G# | A |
Our | reason coex | ists with our in | sanity |
| D | Em7 | G |
And so we c | hoose between re | ality and m | adness |
| A | G | C | G |
It’s either | sadness or eup | horia | → | |
E | E/G# | A | A |
D | Em7 | G | A |
G | C | G | A |
| → | | |
F#/A# | Bm | Bm/A | G | G | D/F# |
How thought | lessly we dissi | pate our ener | gies | | |
| E | E/G# | A |
Perh | aps we don’ | t fulfill each other’s | fantasies |
| D | Em7 | G |
So we | stand upon the | ledges of our liv | es |
| A | G | C | G |
With our resp | ective simi | larities | → | |
| A | G |
It’s either | sadness or eup | horia |
| D | D/F# |
They say that | these are not the | best of times |
| Em7 | G | D | D/F# | Em7 | G |
But t | hey’re the only | times I’ve ever | known | | | |
| D | D/F# | Em7 |
And I be | lieve that there’s a | time for medit | ation |
| G | A7 | E | A |
In cat | hedrals of our | own | → | |
| F#/A# | Bm | Bm/A |
N | ow I have | seen that sad sur | render |
| G | G | D/F# |
In my | lover’s eyes | | |
| E7 | A7 |
And | I can only stand apart and | sympathize |
| G | D/F# | Em7 |
For we are | always what our | situations | hand us |
| A7 | G | C | G |
It’s either | sadness or eup | horia | → | |
| D | D/F# |
And so we’ll | argue and we’ll co | mpromise |
| Em7 | G | D | D/F# | Em7 | G |
And r | ealize that n | othing’s really | changed | | | |
| D | D/F# |
For all our m | utual ex | perience |
| Em7 | G | A7 | E | A |
Our | separate conc | lusions are the | same | → | |
| F#/A# | Bm | Bm/A |
N | ow we are | forced to recog | nize our |
| E7 | A7 |
Our | reason coexists with our in | sanity |
| G | D/F# | Em7 |
And though we c | hoose between re | ality and m | adness |
| A7 | G | C | G |
It’s either | sadness or eup | horia | → | |
D | D/F# | Em7 | G |
A7 | A7 | G | G |
D | D/F# | Em7 | G |
A7 | A7 | E | A | F#/A# |
| | → | | |
| Bm | Bm/A | G | G | D/F# |
How t | houghtlessly we di | ssipate our e | nergies | | |
| E7 | A7 |
Perh | aps we don’t fulfill each other’s | fantasies |
| G | D/F# | Em7 |
And as we | stand upon the | ledges of our liv | es |
| A7 | G | C | G |
With our resp | ective simi | larities | → | |
| A7 | G | C | G |
It’s either | sadness or eup | horia | → | |
G |
G | Em | F |
G | Em | F | C | D |
G | Em | F | C | G/B | Am | D |
| | | | | | |
| G | Em | F |
From a | town known a | s Wheeling, West Vi | rginia |
| G | Em | F | C | D |
Rode | a boy with a | six-gun in his | hand | | |
| G | Em | F | C |
And his | daring life of c | rime made him a le | gend in his t | ime |
| G/B | Am7 | D7sus |
East | and | west of the | Rio Grande |
| G | Em | F |
Well, he sta | rted with a | bank in Color | ado |
| G | Em | F | C | D |
In the po | cket of his v | est a Colt he h | id | | |
| G | Em |
And his | age and his s | ize |
| F | C | G/B |
Took the t | eller by surpr | ise | and |
Am7 | D7sus |
The word spread | of Billy the Kid |
| C | D | Em | Bm |
Well he | never traveled h | eavy, yes he | always rode al | one |
| C | C/D | F/G |
And he so | on put many o | lder guns to sha | me |
| C | D | Em | Bm |
And he ne | ver had a sw | eetheart, and he n | ever had a h | ome |
| C | Dsus4 | D |
But the | cowboy and the rancher knew his name | | |
| G | Em | F |
Well, he r | obbed his way from | Utah to Oklah | oma |
| G | Em | F | C | D |
And the l | aw just could not s | eem to track him | down | | |
| G | Em | F | C | G/B |
And it se | rved his legend | well, for the f | olks they’d love to te | ll | ’bout |
Am7 | D7sus |
When Billy the Kid | came to town |
| G | Em | F |
Well o | ne cold day a p | osse captured B | illy |
| G | Em | F | C | D |
And the j | udge said string him | up for what he | did | | |
| G | Em | F | C | G/B |
And the c | owboys and their | kin, like the s | ea came pourin’ | in to | to watch |
Am7 | D7sus |
The hangin’ | of Billy the Kid |
| C | D | Em | Bm |
Well he n | ever traveled he | avy, yes he | always rode al | one |
| C | C/D | F/G |
And he so | on put many | older guns to sh | ame |
| C | D | Em | Bm |
And he n | ever had a sw | eetheart, but he f | inally found a h | ome |
| C | Dsus4 | D |
Underne | ath the Boot Hill grave that bears his na | me | |
| G | Em | F |
From a t | own known as | Oyster Bay, Long I | sland |
| G | Em | F | C | D |
Rode a b | oy with a | six-pack in his h | and | | |
| G | Em | F | C |
And his d | aring life of c | rime made him a l | egend in his t | ime |
G/B | Am7 | D7sus |
East and w | est of the | Rio Grande |
| G | C | G/B | C |
I | am the entertainer and I | know just where | I | stand |
| C | G/B | C | D |
A | nother serenade | r and another | long-haired b | and |
| G | C |
To | day I am your champion, I | may have won your hearts |
| C | D |
But I | know the game, you’ll fo | rget my name |
| Am7 | Cmaj7 |
And I | won’t be here in | another year |
| D | G |
If I | don’t stay on the ch | arts |
| G | C/E | G/D | C |
I | am the entertainer and I’ve | had to pay | my | price |
| C | G/B | G/B | C | D |
The | things I did not | know at first I l | earned by | doin’ | twice |
| G |
Ah, but | still they come to haunt me |
| C/E | C |
S | till they want their | say |
| C | D |
So I’ve l | earned to dance with a h | and in my pants |
| Am7 | Cmaj7 |
Let ‘em | rub my neck and I | write ‘em a check |
| D | G |
And they | go their merry wa | y |
| G | C/E | G/D | C |
I | am the entertainer, | been all around | the | world |
| C | G/B | G/B | C | D |
I’ve | played all kinds of palace | s and l | aid all | kinds of | girls |
| G | C/E | C |
I | can’t remember faces, | I don’t remember | names |
| C | D |
Ah, but | what the hell, you know it’s | just as well |
| Am7 | Cmaj7 |
‘Cause a | fter a while and a t | housand miles |
D | G |
It all becomes the s | ame |
| G | C/E | G/D | C |
I | am the entertainer, I | bring to you | my | songs |
| C | G/B | G/B | C | D |
I’d | like to spend a | day or two, but I | can’t | stay that | long |
| G | C/E | C |
No, I’ve | got to meet expenses, I | got to stay in | line |
| C | D |
Gotta | get those fees to the | agencies |
| Am7 | Cmaj7 |
And I’d | love to stay but there’s | bills to pay |
| D | G |
So I | just don’t have the ti | me |
| G | C/E | G/D | C |
I | am the entertainer, I | come to do | my | show |
| C | G/B | G/B | C | D |
You’ve | heard my latest recor | d, it’s b | een on the | radi | o |
| G |
Ah, it | took me years to write it, they were the |
C/E | C |
Best years of my | life |
| Cmaj7 | D |
It was a b | eautiful song, but it | ran too long |
| Am7 | C |
If you’re | gonna have a hit, you | gotta make it fit |
| D | G |
So they | cut it down to 3:0 | 5 |
G | C/E | G/D | C |
I am the entertainer, the | idol | of my | age |
| C | G/B | G/B | C | D |
I | make all kinds of mone | y when I | go | on the | stage |
| G |
Ah, you’ve | seen me in the papers |
| C/E | C |
I’ve | been in the ma | gazines |
| C | D |
But if | I go cold I | won’t get sold |
| Am7 | C |
I’ll get | put in the back in the | discount rack |
| D | G |
Like a | nother can of be | ans |
| G | C/E | G/D | C |
I | am the entertainer and I | know just where | I | stand |
| C | G/B | C | D |
A | nother serenader and | another | long-haired b | and |
| G | C/E | C |
To | day I am your champion, I | may have won your | hearts |
| C | D |
But I | know the game, you’ll fo | rget my name |
| Am7 | Cmaj7 |
And I | won’t be here in | another year |
| D | G |
If I | don’t stay on the ch | arts |
Em | Em/D | Cmaj7 | Cmaj7 | B | B | Cmaj7 | Cmaj7 |
E | E/F# | E/G# | Am | Am/G | D/F# | C/E |
| → | | | | | |
Em | Em/D | Cmaj7 | Cmaj7 | B | B | Cmaj7 | Cmaj7 |
E | E/F# | E/G# | Am | Am/G | D/F# | C/E |
| → | | | | | |
| Em | Am | Em |
Well we | all have a face that we | hide away for | ever |
| Am | C | D | B7 |
And we | take them out and | show ourselves when | everyone has gone | |
| Em | Am | Em |
Some are | satin some are steel some are | silk and some are | leather |
| Am | D | Bm | Em |
They’re the | faces of the | stranger but we | love to try them | on |
| Em | Am | Em |
Well we | all fall in love but we | disregard the | danger |
| Am | C | D | B7 |
Though we | share so many | secrets there are | some we never tell | |
| Em | Am | Em |
Why were | you so surprised that you | never saw the | stranger? |
| Am | D | Bm | Em |
Did you | ever let your | lover see the | stranger in your | self? |
Gmaj7 | GmM7 | D/F# |
Don’t be af | raid to try a | gain |
D7 | Gmaj7 | GmM7 | D/F# | D7 |
Everyone goes | south e | very now and | then, | oh oh |
Gmaj7 | GmM7 | D/F# |
You’ve done it, | why can’t someone | else? |
D7 | Bm7 | Bbaug | A6 | B7 |
You should know by | now | you’ve been there your | self | |
| Em | Am | Em |
Once I | used to believe I was | such a great ro | mancer |
| Am | C | D | B7 |
Then I | came home to a | woman that I | could not recognize | |
| Em | Am | Em |
When I | pressed her for a reason she re | fused to even | answer |
| Am | D | Bm | Em |
It was | then I felt the | stranger kick me | right between the | eyes |
| Em | Am | Em |
Well we | all fall in love but we | disregard the | danger |
| Am | C | D | B7 |
Though we | share so many | secrets there are | some we never tell | |
| Em | Am | Em |
Why were | you so surprised that you | never saw the | stranger |
| Am | D | Bm | Em |
Did you | ever let your | lover see the | stranger in your | self? |
Gmaj7 | GmM7 | D/F# |
Don’t be af | raid to try a | gain |
D7 | Gmaj7 | GmM7 | D/F# | D7 |
Everyone goes | south e | very now and | then, | oh oh |
Gmaj7 | GmM7 | D/F# |
You’ve done it, | why can’t someone | else? |
D7 | Bm7 | Bbaug | A6 | B7 |
You should know by | now | you’ve been there your | self | |
| Em | Am | Em |
You may | never understand how the | stranger is ins | pired |
| Am | C | D | B7 |
But he | isn’t always | evil and he | is not always wrong | |
| Em | Am | Em |
Though you | drown in good intentions you will | never quench the | fire |
| Am | D | Bm | Em |
You’ll give | in to your de | sire when the | stranger comes a | long |
D |
Hey lord, take a look all around |
| G | C | D |
To | night to find where my | baby’s gonna | be |
| G |
Hey lord, would ya look out for her to | night |
| C | C/B | A |
‘Cause she is | far ac | ross the | sea |
D | G | C |
Hey lord, would ya | look out for her to | night |
| F | Bb |
And make sure that | she’s gonna be al | right |
| A | D |
And things are gonna | be alright with | me |
D | G |
Hey lord, would ya look out for her to | night |
| C | D | G | D | A |
And make sure that | all her dreams are | sweet | | | |
D | G |
Said now, would ya guide her along the | roads |
| C | C/B | A |
And make them | softer | for her | feet |
D | G9 | C |
Hey lord, would ya | look out for her to | night |
| F | Bb |
And make sure that | she’s gonna be al | right |
| A | D |
Until she’s | home and here with | me |
D | G |
Hey, lord would ya look out for her to | night |
| C | D | G | D | A |
If she is | sleepin’ under the | sky | | | |
D | G |
Said now, make sure the ground she’s | sleepin’ on |
| C | C/B | A |
Is | always | warm and | dry |
D | G | C |
Mmmm, don’tcha | give her too much | rain |
| F | Bb |
Try to | keep her away from | pain |
| A | D |
Because my | baby hates to c | ry |
D | G |
Hey lord, would ya look out for her to | night |
| C | D | G | D | A |
‘Cause it gets | rough along the | way | | | |
D | G |
Said now, this song seems strange it’s | just because |
| C | C/B | A |
I | don’t know | how to | pray |
D | G9 | C |
Mmmm, won’tcha | give her peace of | mind |
| F | Bb |
And if you | ever find the | time |
| A | D |
Won’tcha tell her I | miss her every | day |
D |
Hey lord, take a look all around |
| G | C | D | G | D | A |
To | night to find where my | baby’s gonna | be | | | |
D | G |
Hey lord, would ya look out for her to | night |
| C | C/B | A |
‘Cause she is | far ac | ross the | sea |
D | G9 | C |
Hey lord, would ya | look out for her to | night |
| F | Bb |
And make sure that | she’s gonna be al | right |
| A | D |
Until she’s | home and here with | me |
|-G+------F7--------G-Cm-D7-G/D-|
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E|-7----7--5-5/7\5-3-3-3--2--3---|
B|-8----8--4---------3-4--1--3---|
G|-8-876---5---------4-5--2--4---|
D|-------------------5-------0---|
G+ | G9+/F | F#dim7 | C/G |
Am7b5/D# | D7 | G |
| | |
Em | G |
Slow down, you c | razy child |
| D | F |
You’re s | o ambitious for a | juvenile |
| C |
But then if | you’re so smart, tell me |
G | A7 | B9 | B7 |
Why are you still so afraid? | | → | |
Em | G |
Where’s the fire, what’s the | hurry about? |
| D | F |
You’d better | cool it off before you | burn it out |
| C |
You’ve got | so much to do and |
| G | F#m7 | B9 | B7 |
Only | so many hours in a | day | → | |
C | D |
But you know that when the | truth is told |
| G | D/F# | Em | Em/D |
That you can | get what you | want or you can | just get old | |
| C | F#m7 |
You’re gonna | kick off before you | even |
| B7 | Em7 | A7 |
Get hal | fway throug | h, ooh o | oh |
| D#9 | D7 | G |
When will you realize | | Vienna waits for | you? |
Em | G |
Slow down, you’re | doing fine |
| D | F |
You can’t be | everything you want to be befor | e your time |
| C | G | A7 |
Although it’s | so romantic on the | borderline tonight | |
Em | G |
Too bad but it’s the | life you lead |
| D | F |
You’re so ah | ead of yourself that you for | got what you need |
| C |
Though you can | see when you’re wrong, you know |
| G | F#m7 |
You can’ | t always see when you’re right | |
C | D |
You’ve got your passion, you’ve | got your pride |
| G | D/F# | Em | Em/D |
But do | n’t you know that | only fools are | satisfied? | |
C | F#m7 |
Dream on, but don’t im | agine they’ll |
B7 | Em7 | A7 |
All come true | , ooh o | oh |
| D#9 | D7 | G |
When will you realize | | Vienna waits for | you? |
C | D7 |
Slow down you | crazy child |
| G | D/F# | Em | Em/D |
And take the | phone off the | hook and disap | pear for a while | |
C | F#m7 |
It’s all right, you can afford | to lose a |
B7 | Em | A7 |
Day or two | , ooh o | oh |
| D#9 | D7 | G |
When will you realize | | Vienna waits for | you? |
C | D |
And you know that when the | truth is told |
| G | D/F# | Em | Em/D |
That you can | get what you | want or you can | just get old | |
| C | F#m7 |
You’re gonna | kick off before you | even |
| B7 | Em7 | A7 |
Get hal | fway throug | h, ooh o | oh |
| D#9 | D7 | G | E7 |
Why don’t you realize | | Vienna waits for | you? | |
| Em7/A | D7 |
When will you | realize, | Vienna waits for... |
A | E |
Today I’m livin’ like a | rich man’s son |
G | D |
Tomorrow morning I could | be a bum |
A | E |
It doesn’t matter which di | rection though |
G | D |
I know a woman in New M | exico |
Bm7 | E |
Worse comes to | worst |
Bm7 | E |
I don’t know | how but sometimes |
A | E |
And if I don’t have a c | ar I’ll hitch |
G | D |
I got a thumb and she’s a s | on of a bitch |
A | E |
I do my writing on my r | oad guitar |
G | D |
And make a living at a pi | ano bar, oh |
Bm7 | E |
Worse comes to | worst |
Bm7 | E |
I don’t know | how but sometimes |
G | D |
Lightning and th | under |
| A | E |
F | lashed across the roads we drove upo | n |
G | D |
Oh, but it’s clear skies we’re u | nder |
| F#m | E |
W | hen I am together, w | hen I sing the song |
Bm7 | E |
Worse comes to | worst |
Bm7 | E |
I don’t know | how but sometimes |
Bm7 | E |
I can be s | trong, oh |
A | E |
Fun ain’t easy if | it ain’t free |
G | D |
Too many people got a | hold on me |
A | E |
But I know something that | they don’t know |
G | D |
I know a woman in New | Mexico |
Bm7 | E |
Worse comes to | worst |
Bm7 | E |
I don’t know | how but sometimes |
| G | Am/D | G | G | Am/D | G |
I feel unh | appy, | → | I feel so s | ad | → | |
| Am | G | Am/D | G |
I’ve lost the | best friend, that I ever | had | → | |
| G | Am/D | G | G | Am/D | G |
She was my w | oman, | → | I loved her s | o | → | |
| Am | G | Am/D | G |
But it’s too | late now, I’ve let her | go | → | |
C | Bm | Am |
I’m | going through | changes |
C | Bm | Am |
I’m | going through | changes |
C | Bm | Am | Am |
D | C | Em | Em |
D | Em | Em |
→ | | |
| G | Am/D | G | G | Am/D | G |
We shared the y | ears, | → | we shared each d | ay | → | |
| Am | G | Am/D | G |
In love to | gether, we found a | way | → | |
| G | Am/D | G | G | Am/D | G |
But soon the w | orld | → | had its evil w | ay | → | |
| Am | G | Am/D | G |
My heart was | blinded, love went a | stray | → | |
C | Bm | Am |
I’m | going through | changes |
C | Bm | Am |
I’m | going through | changes |
C | Bm | Am | Am |
D | C | Em | Em |
D | Em | Em |
→ | | |
| G | Am/D | G | G | Am/D | G |
It took so l | ong | → | to reali | ze | → | |
| Am | G | Am/D | G |
And I can | still hear her last good | byes | → | |
| G | Am/D | G | G | Am/D | G |
Now all my d | ays | → | are filled with t | ears | → | |
| Am | G | Am/D | G |
Wish I could | go back and change these | years | → | |
C | Bm | Am |
I’m | going through | changes |
C | Bm | Am |
I’m | going through | changes |
C | Bm | Am | Am |
D | C | Em | Em |
D | Em | Em |
→ | | |
Am | C | D |
Has | he lost h | is mind? |
F | C | D |
Can he see or | is h | e blind? |
Am | C | D |
Can | he walk at | all |
F | C | D |
Or if he moves | will h | e fall? |
Am | C | D |
Is h | e live o | r dead? |
F | C | D |
Has he thoughts with | in h | is head? |
Am | C | D |
We’ll | just pass h | im there |
F | C | D |
Why should we | even | care? |
Am | C | D |
He | was turned t | o steel |
F | C | D |
In the great mag | net | ic field |
Am | C | D |
When | he travele | d time |
F | C | D |
For the future | of | mankind |
C | Am |
He just stares at the | world |
C | Am |
That he will soon un | furl |
Am | C | D |
Now | the time i | s here |
F | C | D |
For Iron Man | to sp | read fear |
Am | C | D |
Ven | geance from t | he grave |
F | C | D |
Kills the people | he o | nce saved |
C | Am |
They just turn their | heads |
C | Am |
Now he has his re | venge |
Am | C | D |
Hea | vy boots | of lead |
F | C | D |
Fills his vic | tims full | of dread |
Am | C | D |
Run | ning as fast as | they can |
F | C | D |
Iron Man l | ives | again |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
Finished with my woman ‘cause she | couldn’t help me | with | my | mind |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
People think I’m insane because | I am frowning | all | the time | |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
All day long I think of things but | nothing seems to | sat | is | fy |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
Think I’ll lose my mind if I don’t fin | d something to | pac | i | fy |
| Am | G |
Occupy my brai | n, oh | yeah |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
I need someone to show me the | things in life that | I | can’t f | ind |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
I can’t see the things that make true | happiness I | must | be b | lind |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
Make a joke and I will sigh and | you will laugh and | I | will cr | y |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
Happiness I cannot feel, so | love for me is | so | unreal | |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
And so as you hear these words tel | ling you now | of | my | fate |
Am | G | C | G | Am |
I tell you to enjoy life I | wish I could but | it’s | too lat | e |
D5 | E5 |
| Generals gathered in their masses |
D5 | E5 |
| Just like witches at black masses |
D5 | E5 |
| Evil minds that plot destruction |
D5 | E5 |
| Sorcerers of death’s construction |
D5 | E5 |
| In the fields the bodies burning |
D5 | E5 |
| As the war machine keeps turning |
D5 | E5 |
| Death and hatred to mankind |
D5 | E5 |
| Poisoning their brainwashed minds, oh lord yeah! |
D5 | E5 | G | F# | F | E5 |
D5 | E5 | G | F# | F | E5 |
| | | | | |
E5 |
Politicians hide themselves away |
E5 |
They only started the war |
E5 |
Why should they go out to fight? |
E5 |
They leave that role to the poor |
E5 |
Time will tell on their power minds |
E5 |
Making war just for fun |
E5 |
Treating people just like pawns in chess |
E5 |
Wait till their judgment day comes, yeah! |
D5 | E5 | G | F# | F | E5 |
D5 | E5 | G | F# | F | E5 |
| | | | | |
D5 | E5 |
| Now in darkness, world stops turning |
D5 | E5 |
| Ashes where the bodies burning |
D5 | E5 |
| No more war pigs have the power |
D5 | E5 |
| Hand of God has struck the hour |
D5 | E5 |
| Day of judgment, God is calling |
D5 | E5 |
| On their knees, the war pigs crawling |
D5 | E5 |
| Begging mercy for their sins |
D5 | E5 |
| Satan, laughing, spreads his wings, alright now! |
D5 | E5 | G | F# | F | E5 |
D5 | E5 | G | F# | F | E5 |
| | | | | |
D |
One way or another, I’m gonna find ya |
I’m gonna get ya’, get ya’, get ya’, get ya’
B |
One way or another, I’m gonna win ya’ |
I’m gonna get ya’, get ya’ ,get ya’, get ya’
D |
One way or another, I’m gonna see ya’ |
I’m gonna meet ya’, meet ya’, meet ya’, meet ya’
B |
One day maybe next week, I’m gonna meet ya’ |
I’m gonna meet ya’, I’ll meet ya’
G | Bm | A/C# | G/B | A | F#m |
I w | ill | drive | past | your ho | use |
G | Bm | A/C# | G/B | A | F#m |
And i | f the | lights | are | all d | own |
| G | E | F# |
I’ll | see who’s ar | ound | |
D |
One way or another, I’m gonna find ya’ |
I’m gonna get ya’, get ya’, get ya’, get ya’
B |
One way or another, I’m gonna win ya’ |
I’ll get ya’, I’ll get ya’
D |
One way or another, I’m gonna see ya’ |
I’m gonna meet ya’, meet ya’, meet ya’, meet ya’
B |
One day maybe next week, I’m gonna meet ya’, I’ll meet ya’, ah |
G | Bm | A/C# | G/B | A | F#m |
And i | f the | lights | are | all out | |
G | Bm | A/C# | G/B | A | F#m |
I’ll | follow | your | bus d | ownt | own |
| G | E | F# |
See w | ho’s hangin’ o | ut | |
F#m | F#m | A | C#m |
F#m | F#m | A | C#m |
| | | |
D |
One way or another, I’m gonna lose ya’ |
I’m gonna give you the slip
| B |
A s | lip of the hip or another, I’m gonna lose ya’ |
I’ll trick ya’, I’ll trick ya’
D |
One way or another, I’m gonna lose ya’ |
I’m gonna trick ya’, trick ya’, trick ya’, trick ya’
B |
One way or another, I’m gonna lose ya’ |
I’m gonna give you the slip
D |
I’ll walk down the mall, stand over by the wall |
B |
Where I can see it all, find out who ya’ call |
D |
Lead you to the supermarket check out |
| B |
Some | specials and wrap, we’ll get lost in the crowd |
D | B |
One way or another I’m gonna | get ya’, I’ll get ya’, I’ll get ya’, get ya’, get ya’, get ya’ |
(Where I can see it all, find out who ya’ call)
| Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
Al | l | our t | imes h | ave co | me | | | |
| Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
He | re | but n | ow the | y’re g | one | | | |
F | G | Am |
Seasons don’t | fear the | reaper |
| F | E7 | Am | G | F |
Nor do the w | ind, the s | un, or the ra | in (we can b | e like t | hey are) |
G | Am | G | F |
Come on | baby (don’t | fear the | reaper) |
| G | Am | G | F |
Baby | take my | hand (don’t | fear the | reaper) |
| G | Am | G | F |
We’ll be | able to | fly (don’t | fear the | reaper) |
| G | Am | G | F | G |
Baby | I’m your | man | | | |
Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
La- | la- | la- | la- | la | | | |
Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
La- | la- | la- | la- | la | | | |
Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
Val | enti | ne i | s d | one | | | |
| Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
He | re | but n | ow t | hey’re g | one | | | |
| F | E7 | Am | G |
Are tog | ether in et | ernit | y (Rome | o and Juliet) |
F | G | Am | G |
Forty-thousand m | en and women e | veryday (like Rome | o and Juliet) |
F | G | Am | G | F |
Forty-thousand m | en and women | everyday ( | redefine | happiness) |
| F | G | Am | G | F |
An | other forty-tho | usand coming e | veryday (we can b | e like the | y are) |
G | Am | G | F |
Come on | baby (don’t | fear the | reaper) |
| G | Am | G | F |
Baby | take my | hand (don’t | fear the | reaper) |
| G | Am | G | F |
We’ll be | able to | fly (don’t | fear the | reaper) |
| G | Am | G | F | G |
Baby | I’m your | man | | | |
Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
La- | la- | la- | la- | la | | | |
Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
La- | la- | la- | la- | la | | | |
| Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
L | ove | of t | wo i | s o | ne | | | |
| Am | G | F | G | Am | G | F | G |
H | ere | but n | ow t | hey’re g | one | | | |
F | G | Am |
Came the last | night of | sadness |
| F | E7 | Am | G |
And it was c | lear that she c | ouldn’t go o | n | |
| F | G | Am | G |
Then the d | oor was o | pen and the w | ind appeared | |
| F | G | Am | G |
The c | andles bl | ew and di | sappeared | |
| F | G | Am | G | F |
The cur | tains fl | ew and then h | e appeared (saying d | on’t be afr | aid) |
G | Am | G | F |
Come on | baby (and she | had no | fear) |
G | Am | G | F |
And she r | an to him (then he s | tarted to f | ly) |
| G | Am | G | F |
They looked b | ackward and s | aid goodbye (she had bec | ome like th | ey are) |
| G | Am | G | F |
She had | taken his | hand (she had bec | ome like the | y are) |
G | Am | G | F | G |
Come on | baby (don’t | fear the | reaper) | |
E | B | E7 | A |
I can’t stop this | feeling | deep inside of | me |
Am | E | B | B7 |
Girl, you just don’t | realize what you | do to me | |
| E | G#7 |
When you | hold me in your | arms so tight |
| C#m | E7 |
You let me | know every | thing’s alright |
A | B | E | B |
I-I-I-I- | I, I’m hooked on a | feeling | |
| A | B |
I’m high on | believing | |
| E | G#m | A | B |
That you’re in | love with | me | | |
E | B | E7 | A |
Lips as sweet as | candy their | taste is on my | mind |
Am | E | B | B7 |
Girl you got me | thirsty for | another cup of | wine |
E | B | E7 | A |
Got a bug fr | om you girl bu | t I don’t need n | o cure |
Am | E | B | B7 |
I just stay a | victim if I | can for sure | |
| E | G#7 |
All the | good love when we’re | all alone |
| C#m | E7 |
Keep it | up girl, yeah you | turn me on |
A | B | E | B |
I-I-I-I- | I, I’m hooked on a | feeling | |
| A | B |
I’m high on | believing | |
| E | G#m | A | B |
That you’re in | love with | me | | |
| E | G#7 |
All the | good love when we’re | all alone |
| C#m | E7 |
Keep it | up girl yeah you | turn me on |
A | B | E | B |
I-I-I-I- | I, I’m hooked on a | feeling | |
| A | B |
I’m high on | believing | |
| E | G#m | A | B |
That you’re in | love with | me | | |
G | D | Am | Am7 |
Mama, | take this badge from | me | |
G | D | C |
I can’t | use it any | more |
G | D | Am | Am7 |
It’s gettin’ | dark, too dark to | see | |
G | D | C |
Feels like I’m | knockin’ on heaven’s | door |
G | D | C |
Knock, knock, | knockin’ on heaven’s | door |
G | D | Am |
Knock, knock, | knockin’ on heaven’s | door |
G | D | C | C7 |
Knock, knock, | knockin’ on heaven’s | door | |
G | D | C |
Knock, knock, | knockin’ on heaven’s | door |
G | D | Am | Am7 |
Mama, | put my guns in the | ground | |
G | D | C |
I can’t | shoot them any | more |
G | D | Am | Am7 |
That long black | cloud is comin’ | down | |
G | D | C |
I feel like I’m | knockin’ on heaven’s | door |
G | D | C |
Knock, knock, | knockin’ on heaven’s | door |
G | D | Am |
Knock, knock, | knockin’ on heaven’s | door |
G | D | C | C7 |
Knock, knock, | knockin’ on heaven’s | door | |
G | D | C |
Knock, knock, | knockin’ on heaven’s | door |
|-5-3---------------|
|-----5-3-1-5-3-1---|
|-----------------3-|
Am | Em |
But I did not shoot the | deputy |
Am | Em |
But I did not shoot the | deputy |
C | Bm | Em |
All aro | und in my h | ome town |
C | Bm | Em |
They’re trying to | track me d | own |
| C | Bm | Em |
They | say they want to | bring me in g | uilty |
| C | Bm | Em |
For the | killing of a | deputy | |
| C | Bm | Em |
For the | life of a | depu | ty |
But I say
Am | Em |
But I swear it was in s | elf-defense |
Am | Em |
And they say it is a ca | pital offense |
C | Bm | Em |
Sheriff | John Brown a | lways hated me |
C | Bm | Em |
For wha | t I don’t k | now |
C | Bm | Em |
Every t | ime that I p | lant a seed |
| C | Bm | Em |
He said “ | Kill it | before it g | rows” |
| C | Bm | Em |
He said “ | Kill it | before it g | rows” |
I say
Am | Em |
But I swear it was in s | elf-defense |
Am | Em |
But I swear it was in s | elf-defense |
C | Bm | Em |
Freedom | came my way | one day |
C | Bm | Em |
And I st | arted out of | town yeah |
C | Bm | Em |
All of a s | udden I see s | heriff John Brown |
C | Bm | Em |
Aiming to s | hoot me d | own |
| C | Bm | Em |
So | I shot, | I s | hot him down |
I say
Am | Em |
But I did not shoot the | deputy |
Am | Em |
But I didn’t shoot the | deputy |
C | Bm | Em |
Reflexes | got the b | etter of me |
C | Bm | Em |
And what | is to be | must be |
C | Bm | Em |
Every d | ay the bucket f | alls to the well |
C | Bm | Em |
But one day the | bottom will | drop out |
C | Bm | Em |
Yes, one d | ay the bottom will | drop out |
But I say
Am | Em |
But I didn’t shoot the | deputy, oh no |
Am | Em |
But I did not shoot no | deputy |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
No | woman, no | cry | |
G | C | G | D/F# |
No | woman, no | cry | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
No | woman, no | cry | |
G | C | G | D/F# |
No | woman, no | cry, | said, said |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Said I rememb | er | when we used to sit | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
In the government yar | d in | Trenchtown | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Ob, observ | ing | all the hypo | crits |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
As they would | mingle with | all the good people we meet | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Good friends we have | , | good friends we’ve los | t |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
| Along the | way | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
In this great fut | ure, you | can’t forget your past | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
So dry | your tears I | say | |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
No | woman, | no cry | | |
| G | C | G | D/F# |
No | woman, | no cry | | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Here little darling | , | don’t shed no tears | |
| G | C | G | D/F# |
No | | woman, no | cry, | said, said |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Said I rememb | er | when we used to sit | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
In the government yar | d in | Trenchtown | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
And then | Georgie would | make the fire light | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
As it was like a | wood | burning through the night | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Then we would cook | | cornmeal porridge | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Of | which I’ll | share with you | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
My feet | | is my only | carriage, and so |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
I’ve | got to push on | through, but | while I’m gone |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
Everyt | hing’s gonna | be alright, | everything’s gonna | be alright |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
Everyt | hing’s gonna | be alright, | everything’s gonna | be alright |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
Everyt | hing’s gonna | be alright, | everything’s gonna | be alright |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
Everyt | hing’s gonna | be alright, | everything’s gonna | be alright |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
No | woman, no | cry | |
G | C | G | D/F# |
No | woman, no | cry | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
No my little | sister | don’t shed no | tears |
G | C | G | D/F# |
No | woman, no | cry | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Said I rememb | er | when we used to sit | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
In the government yar | d in | Trenchtown | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
And then | Georgie would | make the fire light | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
As it was like a | wood | burning through the night | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Then we would cook | | cornmeal porridge | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Of | which I’ll | share with you | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
My feet | | is my only | carriage, and so |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
I’ve | got to push on | through, but | while I’m gone |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
No | woman, no | cry | |
G | C | G | D/F# |
No | woman, no | cry | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Oh my little | darlin’ | don’t shed no | tears |
G | C | G | D/F# |
No | woman, no | cry | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Little | darlin’, | don’t shed no tears | |
| G | C | G | D/F# |
No | woman, | no cry | | |
G | D/F# | Em | C |
Little | sister don’t s | hed no tears | |
| G | C | G | D/F# |
No | woman, | no cry | | |
A |
She stood there bright as the sun |
| D/A |
On that | California coast |
G/A | A |
He was a Midwestern boy on his o | wn |
A | D/A |
She looked at him with those soft eyes so | innocent and blue |
G/A | A |
He knew right then he was too far from | home |
A | D/A | G/A | A |
Oh, | he was too far from ho | me | |
A | D/A |
She took his hand and she led him a | long that golden beach |
G/A | A |
They watched the waves tumble over the s | and |
A | D/A |
They drove for miles and miles up those | twisting turning roads |
G/A | A |
Higher and higher and higher they c | limbed |
| A |
And those H | ollywood nights |
| D/A |
In those H | ollywood hills |
| G/A |
She was l | ooking so right |
| A |
In her d | iamonds and frill |
| A |
Oh those b | ig city nights |
| D/A |
In those h | igh rolling hills |
| A |
She had a | ll of the skills |
A | D/A |
He’d headed west cause he felt that a | change would do him good |
G/A | A |
See some old friends, good for the s | oul |
A | D/A |
She had been born with a face that would | let her get her way |
G/A | A |
He saw that face and he lost all contr | ol |
A | D/A | G/A | A |
Yeah, | he had lost all contr | ol | |
A | D/A |
Night after night, day after d | ay it went on and on |
G/A | A |
Then came that morning he woke up a | lone |
A | D/A |
He spent all night staring down at the | lights of L.A. |
G/A | A |
Wondering if he could ever go | home |
| A |
And those H | ollywood nights |
| D/A |
In those H | ollywood hills |
| G/A |
It was l | ooking so right |
| A |
It was g | iving him chills |
| A |
In those b | ig city nights |
| D/A |
In those h | igh rolling hills |
| A |
With a p | assion that kills |
| A |
And those H | ollywood nights |
| D/A |
In those H | ollywood hills |
| G/A |
She was l | ooking so right |
| A |
In her d | iamonds and frill |
| A |
Oh those b | ig city nights |
| D/A |
In those h | igh rolling hills |
| A |
She had a | ll of the skills |
A | D/A | G/A | A |
Hollywood nights, | Hollywood hills, a | bove all the lights, | Hollywood nights |
A | D/A | G/A | A |
Hollywood nights, | Hollywood hills, a | bove all the lights, | Hollywood nights |
| A |
Just take those old records | off the shelf |
| D |
I sit and listen to ‘em | by myself |
| E |
Today’s music ain’t | got the same soul |
| A |
I like that old time | rock and roll |
| A |
Don’t try to take me to a | disco |
| D |
You’ll never even get me | out on the floor |
| E |
In ten minutes I’ll be l | ate for the door |
| A | E |
I like that old time | rock and roll | |
| A |
Still like that old time | rock and roll |
| D |
That kind of music just | soothes the soul |
| E |
I reminisce about the | days of old |
| A | E |
With that old time | rock and roll | |
| A |
Won’t go to hear ‘em play a | tango |
| D |
I’d rather hear some blues or | funky old soul |
| E |
There’s only one sure way to | get me to go |
| A |
Start playing old time | rock and roll |
| A |
Call me a relic, call me | what you will |
| D |
Say I’m old-fashioned, say I’m | over the hill |
| E |
Today’s music ain’t | got the same soul |
| A | E |
I like that old time | rock and roll | |
| A |
Still like that old time | rock and roll |
| D |
That kind of music just | soothes the soul |
| E |
I reminisce about the | days of old |
| A | E |
With that old time | rock and roll, oh | |
| A |
Still like that old time | rock and roll |
| D |
That kind of music just | soothes the soul |
| E |
I reminisce about the | days of old |
| A | E |
With that old time | rock and roll | |
| A |
Still like that old time | rock and roll |
| D |
That kind of music just | soothes the soul |
| E |
I reminisce about the | days of old |
| A | E |
With that old time | rock and roll, he | y |
| A |
Still like that old time | rock and roll |
| D |
That kind of music just | soothes the soul |
| E |
I reminisce about the | days of old |
| A | E |
With that old time | rock and roll | |
| A | D | E | A |
Still like that old time | rock and roll | | | |
| Bm | A |
So you’re a | little bit older and a lot less bolder than you | used to be |
| Bm | A |
So, you | used to shake ‘em down but now you stop and think about your | dignity |
| D | A |
So now | sweet sixteen’s turned | thirty-one |
| D | A |
You | get to feelin’ weary when the | work day’s done |
| D | A | E |
Well | all you got to do is get | up and into your kicks | |
| Bm | E | A |
C | ome back baby, | rock and roll never forget | s |
| Bm | A |
You better | get yourself a partner, go down to the concert or the l | ocal bar |
| Bm | A |
Check the l | ocal newspaper, chances are you won’t have to | go too far |
| D | A |
Yeah the r | afters will be ringin’ cause the b | eat’s so strong |
| D | A |
The c | rowd will be swaying and be s | inging along |
| D | A | E |
A | ll you got to do is get i | n, into the mix | |
| Bm | E | A |
You can c | ome back baby | rock n’ roll never forgets | |
| D | A |
Ooh the b | and’s still playin’ it l | oud and mean |
| D | A |
L | isten to the guitar player | makin’ it scream |
D | A | E |
All you got to do is just | make that scene tonight | , hey tonight |
| D | A |
Well now | sweet sixteen’s turned | thirty-one |
D | A |
Feel a little tired, feeling | under the gun |
| D | A | E |
Well | all of Chuck’s children are | out there playing his licks | |
| Bm | E | A |
Yeah | come back baby, | rock n’ roll never forget | s |
| Bm | E | A |
Said you can | come back baby r | ock n’ roll never forgets | |
Bm | E | A |
Come back baby | rock n’ roll never forge | ts |
| A | A | D | A |
Ooh, | | oh | yeah, oh yeah | |
A | A | D | A |
Haah, | uh- | huh | huh-huh |
| A | A | D | A |
Never for | gets, oh | no, oh | no, never for | gets |
| Em |
On a | long and lonesome highway east of Omaha |
| D |
You can | listen to the engine, moanin’ out its one note song |
| A | Em |
You can | think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night | before |
| Em |
And your | thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do |
| D |
When you’re | riding sixteen hours and there’s nothing much to do |
| A | Em |
You | don’t feel much like writing, you just wish the trip was through | |
| D | Em |
But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
There I | go, | turn the | page |
Em |
You walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road |
| D |
And you | feel the eyes upon you, as you’re shaking off the cold |
| A | Em |
You | pretend it doesn’t bother you, but you just want to | explode |
Em |
Sometimes you can hear ‘em talk, other times you can’t |
| D |
And it’s all the | same cliches is that a woman or a man |
| A | Em |
And you | always seem outnumbered, you don’t dare make a | stand |
| D | Em |
But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
There I | go, | turn the | page |
Em |
Out there in the spotlight, you’re a million miles away |
D |
Every ounce of energy you try to give away |
| A | Em |
And the | sweat pours out your body like the music that you | play |
Em |
Later on that evening, as you lie awake in bed |
| D |
The | echoes of the amplifiers ringin’ in your head |
| A | Em |
And you | smoke the day’s last cigarette, remembering what she said | |
| D | Em |
But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
There I | go, | turn the | page |
| D | Em |
But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
There I | go, | there I | go |
| G | D/G | G6 | D/G |
I know it’s | late | I know you’re wea | ry | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G | D |
I know your | plans | | don’t include | me | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
Still here we ar | e | | both of us lon | ely |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G | D |
Longing for s | helter | for a | ll that we se | e | |
| G/B | Cmaj7 | C6 | G/D | D |
Why should we w | orry, | | no one will ca | re girl | |
| G/B | Cmaj7 | C6 | G/D | D |
Look at the star | s | | so far away | | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got toni | ght, | | who needs tomo | rrow |
| G/B | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got tonigh | t babe, | | why don’t you | stay |
| G | D/F# | Em | D |
Deep in my | soul | I’ve been so lon | ely | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G | D |
All of my | hopes | | fading a | way | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
I’ve longed for lo | ve | | like everyone | else does |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G | D |
I know I’ll keep s | earching | even | after to | day | |
| G/B | Cmaj7 | C6 | G/D | D |
So there it | is girl | | I’ve said it | all now | |
| G/B | Cmaj7 | C6 | G/D | D |
And here we ar | e babe, | | what do you say | | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got toni | ght, | | who needs tomo | rrow |
| G/B | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got tonigh | t babe, | | why don’t you | stay |
A# | G |
I know it’s late, I know you’re | weary |
A# | G |
Ooh I know your plans don’t incl | ude me |
| C | D# | G |
Still here we | are | both of us | lonely |
Cmaj7 | C6 | G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G | G |
→ | Both of us | lonely | → | | | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got tonigh | t, | | who needs tom | orrow |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G | D |
Let’s make it l | ast, | | let’s find a | way | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
Turn out the ligh | t, | | come take my | hand now |
| G/B | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got tonigh | t babe, | | why don’t you | stay |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got tonigh | t, | | who needs tom | orrow |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G | D |
Let’s make it l | ast, | | let’s find a | way | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
Turn out the ligh | t, | | come take my | hand now |
| G/B | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got tonigh | t babe, | | why don’t you | stay |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got tonigh | t, | | who needs tom | orrow |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G | D |
Let’s make it l | ast, | | let’s find a | way | |
| G | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
Turn out the ligh | t, | | come take my | hand now |
| G/B | Cmaj7 | C6 | G |
We’ve got tonigh | t babe, | | why don’t you | stay |
Cmaj7 | C6 | G/D | D | G |
Oh o | h, oh | o | h, why don’t you | stay |
| G | Bm |
It’s a | heartache, nothing but a | heartache |
| C |
Hits you when it’s | too late |
| G | D |
Hits you when you’re | down | |
| G | Bm |
It’s a | fool’s game, nothing but a | fool’s game |
| C | G | D |
Standing in the | cold rain, feeling like a | clown | |
| G | Bm |
It’s a | heartache, nothing but a | heartache |
| C |
Love him till your | arms break |
| G | D |
Then he lets you | down | |
| C | D |
It ain’t | right with love to | share |
| Bm | Em | D | D/C | Gadd9/B | D/A |
When you | find he doesn’t | care for | you → | → | → | |
| C | D |
It ain’t | wise to need some | one |
| Bm | Em |
As much as | I depended | on |
D | D/C | Gadd9/B | D/A |
You → | → | → | |
| G | Bm |
Aw, it’s a | heartache, nothing but a | heartache |
| C |
Hits you when it’s | too late |
| G | D |
Hits you when you’re | down | |
| G | Bm |
It’s a | fool’s game, nothing but a | fool’s game |
| C | G | D |
Standing in the | cold rain, feeling like a | clown | |
| C | D |
It ain’t | right with love to | share |
| Bm | Em |
When you | find he doesn’t | care for |
D | D/C | Gadd9/B | D/A |
You → | → | → | |
| C | D |
It ain’t | wise to need some | one |
| Bm | Em |
As much as | I depend | on |
D | D/C | Gadd9/B | D/A |
You → | → | → | |
| G | Bm |
Oh, it’s a | heartache, nothing but a | heartache |
| C |
Love him till your | arms break |
| G | D |
Then he lets you | down | |
G | Bm |
It’s a fool’s game, | standing in the cold rain |
C | G | D |
Feeling like a | clown | |
| G | Bm | C |
It’s a | heartache, | love him til your | arms break |
| G | D |
Then he lets you | down | |
D | Dsus4 | D | Cadd9 | G/B | G |
| → | | → | → | x4 |
| D | C | G |
I | looked out this morning and t | he sun was | gone |
D | C | G |
Turned on some music to | start my | day |
| D | C | G |
Then | lost myself in a fam | iliar song | |
| D | C | G/B |
I | closed my eyes and I | slipped away | |
| G | C | Em | D |
It’s | more than a | feeling ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Em | D |
When I | hear that old | song they used to | play (more than a f | eeling) |
| G | C | Em | D |
As | I begin | dreaming ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Eb |
Till I | see Mari | anne walk a | way |
Em7 | A7sus4 | A7 | G |
I see my | Maria | nne walkin’ a | way |
D | Dsus4 | D | Cadd9 | G/B | G |
| → | | → | → | x2 |
D | C | G |
So many people have | come and | gone |
| D | C | G |
Their | faces fade as the | years go | by |
| D | C | G |
Yet I | still recall as | I wander | on |
| D | C | G/B |
As | clear as the sun in the | summer sky | |
| G | C | Em | D |
It’s | more than a | feeling ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Em | D |
When I | hear that old | song they used to | play (more than a f | eeling) |
| G | C | Em | D |
As | I begin | dreaming ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Eb |
Till I | see Mari | anne walk a | way |
Em7 | A7sus4 | A7 | Bm | A |
I see my | Marian | ne walkin’ a | way | |
D | G | D/F# | A |
D | G | D/F# | A |
D | G | Bm | A |
D | Bm | Em | A |
G | G |
| |
D | Dsus4 | D | Cadd9 | G/B | G |
| → | | → | → | x2 |
D | C | G |
When I’m tired and | thinking cold | |
| D | C | G |
I | hide in my music, for | get the | day |
| D | C | G |
And | dream of a girl, I | used to | know |
| D | C | G/B |
I | closed my eyes and she | slipped a | way |
D | D | Cadd9 | G/B |
D | D | Cadd9 | G/B |
| | Slipped a | way |
| G | C | Em | D |
It’s | more than a | feeling ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Em | D |
When I | hear that old | song they used to | play (more than a f | eeling) |
| G | C | Em | D |
As | I begin | dreaming ( | more than a | feeling) |
| G | C | Em | D |
When I | see Mari | anne walk a | way | |
| A |
Now, if you’re | feeling kinda low ‘bout the dues you’ve been paying |
G | D | A |
Future’s coming | much too | slow |
| A |
And you | wanna run but somehow you just keep on staying |
on “can’t”
G | D | E |
Can’t decide on | which way to | go, yeah, yeah, yeah |
F#m | D | A | E |
I under | stand about | inde | cision |
| F#m | D | A | E |
But | I don’t | care if I | get be | hind |
F#m | D | A | E |
People | living in | compe | tition |
F#m | D | A | E | D |
All I | want is to | have my | peace of | mind |
| A |
Now you’re c | limbing to the top of the company ladder |
G | D | A |
Hope it doesn’t | take too | long |
| A |
Can’t you s | ee there’ll come a day when it won’t matter |
G | D | E |
Come a day when | you’ll be | gone |
F#m | D | A | E |
I under | stand about | inde | cision |
| F#m | D | A | E |
But | I don’t | care if I | get be | hind |
F#m | D | A | E |
People | living in | compe | tition |
F#m | D | A | E | D |
All I | want is to | have my | peace of | mind |
E | D | D/F# | D/A |
Take a look ahead | → | → | |
E | D | D/F# |
Take a look ahead, | yeah, | yeah yeah yeah |
| A |
Now everyb | ody’s got advice they just keep on giving |
G | D | A |
Doesn’t mean too | much to | me |
A |
Lots of people have to make believe they’re living |
G | D | E |
Can’t decide w | ho they should | be, whoa |
F#m | D | A | E |
I under | stand about | inde | cision |
| F#m | D | A | E |
But | I don’t | care if I | get be | hind |
F#m | D | A | E |
People | living in | compe | tition |
F#m | D | A | E | D |
All I | want is to | have my | peace of | mind |
E | D | D/F# | D/A |
Take a look ahead | → | → | |
E | D | D/F# | D |
Take a look ahead, | | look a h | ead |
E | E | E | A |
E | E | E | A |
E | E | E | A |
E | E | E | E |
| | Well | |
| A | D |
We were | just another band out of | Boston |
| A | D |
On the r | oad to try to make ends m | eet |
| A | D |
Pl | ayin’ all the bars, sleepin’ i | n our cars |
| A | D | G | G# |
And we | practiced right on out in the st | reet | → | |
A | D |
No, we didn’t have much | money |
| A | D |
We | barely made enough to survi | ve |
| A | B | D | E |
But when we | got up on stage and got r | eady to play, people c | ame alive | |
F#m | D |
Rock and roll band everybo | dy’s waitin’ |
F#m | D |
Gettin’ crazy ant | icipating |
A | B | D | E | A | E |
Love and m | usic, pl | ay, p | lay, p | lay, yeah, yeah, yeah, y | eah |
A | D |
Dancin’ in the streets of Hya | nnis |
| A | D |
We were g | etting pretty good at the | game |
A | D |
People stood in line and didn’t | seem to mind |
| A | D | G | G# |
You know | everybody knew our | name | → | |
A | D |
Livin’ on rock-n-roll mus | ic |
| A | D |
Never | worried ‘bout the things we were | missing |
| A | B |
When we | got up on the stage and got | ready to play |
F#m | D |
Rock and roll band everybo | dy’s waitin’ |
F#m | D |
Gettin’ crazy ant | icipating |
A | B | D | E | A |
Love and m | usic, pl | ay, p | lay, p | lay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
B | B | B | E |
B | B | B | E |
B | B | B | E |
B | B | B | B |
D | D | E | E |
| | | |
A | D |
Playin’ for a week in Rhode I | sland |
| A | D |
A m | an came to the stage one n | ight |
| A | D |
He s | moked a big cigar and drove a C | adillac car |
| A | D | G | G# |
And said, | boys, I think this bands outta s | ight, ooooh | → | |
A | D |
Sign a record company con | tract |
| A | D |
You k | now I’ve got great expect | ations |
| A | B | D | E |
When I | hear you on the car radi | o you’re gonna be a | sensation, yeah | |
F#m | D |
Rock and roll band everybo | dy’s waitin’ |
F#m | D |
Gettin’ crazy ant | icipating |
A | B | D | E | A | B |
Love and m | usic, pl | ay, p | lay, p | lay, | yeah, yeah |
How you doin’ out there?
You ever seem to have one of those days
When everyone seemed to be on your case
From your teacher all the way down
To your best girlfriend?
Well you know that used to happen just about all the time
But I found a way to get out of it
Let me tell you 'bout it
| A |
S | ittin’ in the classroom thinkin’ it’s a drag |
| F |
L | istening to the teacher rap just ain’t my bag |
| A |
When t | wo bells ring you know that’s my cue |
| F |
G | onna meet the boys on floor number two |
| D | A |
Sm | okin’ in the boys room, sm | okin’ in the boys room |
| E | D |
Now t | eacher don’t you fill me | up with your rules |
E | D | A |
Everybody knows that sm | okin’ ain’t allowed in sch | ool |
| A |
C | heckin’ out the halls makin’ sure the coast is clear |
| F |
L | ookin’ in the stalls, no there ain’t nobody here |
A |
My buddies Sixx, Mick, and Tom |
| F |
To | get caught would surely be the death of us all |
| D | A |
Sm | okin’ in the boys room, sm | okin’ in the boys room |
| E | D |
Now t | eacher don’t you fill me | up with your rules |
E | D | A |
Everybody knows that sm | okin’ ain’t allowed in sch | ool |
| A |
P | ut me to work in the school book store |
| F |
Ch | eck-out counter and I got bored |
| A |
Te | acher was lookin’ for me all around |
| F |
T | wo hours later you know where I was found |
| D | A |
Sm | okin’ in the boys room, yes indeed, I was sm | okin’ in the boys room |
| E | D |
Now t | eacher don’t you fill me | up with your rules |
E | D | A |
Everybody knows that sm | okin’ ain’t allowed in sch | ool |
One more...
| D | A |
Sm | okin’ in the boys room, sm | okin’ in the boys room |
| E | D |
Now t | eacher I ain’t foolin’ ar | ound with your rules |
E | D | A |
Everybody knows that sm | okin’ ain’t allowed in sch | ool |
Em | C | D | Em |
Take me | now, baby, | here as I | am |
Em | C | D | Em |
Pull me | close try and | understand | |
Em | C | D | Em |
Worked all | day out in | the hot | sun |
Em | C | D | Em |
Break my | back till the | evening | comes |
C | D | G | D |
Come on | now, try and | under | stand |
| Em | C | D |
I | worked all | day pushing for the | man |
G | C | D |
Take my | hand as the sun des | cends |
| F | Em | B |
They | can’t hurt us now, | can’t hurt us now, | can’t hurt us now |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night be | longs | to | lovers |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night bel | ongs | to u | s |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night be | longs | to | lovers |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night bel | ongs | to u | s |
Em | C | D | Em |
What I | got, baby, | I have | earned |
Em | C | D | Em |
What I’m | not, baby, | I have | learned |
Em | C | D | Em |
Love is an | angel that | comes at | dusk |
Em | C | D | Em |
Stay in my | bed till the | evening | comes |
C | D | G | D |
Come on | now, try and | under | stand |
| Em | C | D |
The | way I | feel under your com | mand |
G | C | D |
Take my | hand as the sun des | cends |
| F | Em | B |
They | can’t hurt us now, | can’t hurt us now, | can’t hurt us now |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night be | longs | to | lovers |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night bel | ongs | to u | s |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night be | longs | to | lovers |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night bel | ongs | to u | s |
| G | D | D | G | G | D | D | Em | D | D |
In | love | we | sleep, | with do | ubt | the vi | cious circle | turns | and b | urns |
G | G | D | D | Em | D | D | G | G | D |
With | out | you | oh I cannot | live, | forgi | ve | with | out the | time has come to |
C | G | G | C |
Take | the | moment | out |
| Em | G/D | C | B |
They | can’t hurt us now, | can’t hurt us now, | can’t hurt us now | |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night be | longs | to | lovers |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night bel | ongs | to u | s |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night be | longs | to | lovers |
Em | C | C | D | Em |
Because | the night bel | ongs | to u | s |
D | G | A | D |
Madman drummers bummers and | Indians in the summer with a | teenage diplomat | |
| D | G | A | D |
In the | dumps with the mumps as the | adolescent pumps his | way into his h | at |
| D | G | A | D |
With a | boulder on my shoulder, | feelin’ kinda older I | tripped the merry-go- | round |
| D | G | A | D |
With this | very unpleasing, | sneezing and wheezing, the ca | lliope crashed to the groun | d |
| G | A | D |
The ca | lliope | crashed to the groun | d |
| D | G | A | D |
Some | all-hot half-shot was | headin’ for a hot spot | snappin’ his fingers clappin’ his hand | s |
| D | G | A | D |
And some | fleshpot mascot was | tied into a lover’s knot with a | whatnot in her han | d |
| D | G | A | D |
And now | young Scott with a slingshot | finally found a tender spot and | throws his lover in the san | d |
| D | G | A | D |
And some | bloodshot forget-me-not whispers, “ | Daddy’s within earshot, save the | buckshot, turn up the band” | |
| G | A | D |
And she was | blinded | by the | light |
| G | A | D |
Oh, cut | loose like a | deuce another | runner in the night |
| G | A | D | Bm |
Bli | nded | by the | light | |
A | G | D |
She got down but she never got tight, but she’ll | make it al | right |
| D | G | A | D |
Some | brimstone baritone | anti-cyclone rolling stone | preacher from the Eas | t |
| D | G | A | D |
He says, “ | Dethrone the dictaphone, | hit it in its funny bone, that’s | where they expect it least | ” |
| D | G | A | D |
And some | new-mown chaperone | standin’ in the corner all alone | watchin’ the young girls danc | e |
| D | G | A | D |
And some | fresh-sown moonstone was | messin’ with his frozen zone to rem | ind him of the feeling of ro | mance |
| G | A | D |
And he was | blinded | by the | light |
| G | A | D |
Oh, cut | loose like a | deuce another | runner in the night |
| G | A | D | Bm |
Bli | nded | by the | light | |
A | G | D |
He got down but he never got tight, but | he’s gonna make it | |
| A | G | D |
Some | silicone sister with her manager’s mister | told me I got what it | takes |
| A | G | D |
She said, “I’ll | turn you on sonny, to something strong if you’ll play that | song with the funky | break” |
| A | G | D |
And | Go-cart Mozart was checkin’ out the weather chart to | see if it was safe to go out | side |
| A | G | D |
And | little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and | asked me if I needed a | ride |
| D | G | A | D |
Oh, some | hazard from Harvard was | skunked on beer playin’ | backyard bombardier | |
| D | G |
Yes and | Scotland Yard was trying hard, they | sent some dude with a calling card who said |
A | D |
“Do what you like, but don’t do it here” | |
| D | G | A | D |
Well, I | jumped up, turned around, | spit in the air, fell on the ground, | asked him which was the way back | home |
| D | G | A | D |
He said, “Take a | right at the light, keep goin’ | straight until night, and then | , boys, you’re on your own” | |
| D | G | A | D |
And now in | Zanzibar a shootin’ star was | ridin’ in a side car | hummin’ a lunar tune | |
| D | G |
Yes, and the | avatar said, "Blow the bar but | first remove the cookie jar |
| A | D |
We’re gonna | teach those boys to laugh too soon" | |
| D | G | A | D |
And some | kidnapped handicap was comp | lainin’ that he caught the clap from some | mousetrap he bought last nigh | t |
| D | G | A | D |
Well I un | snapped his skull cap, be | tween his ears I saw a gap and f | igured he’d be all righ | t |
| G | A | D |
He was just | blinded | by the | light |
| G | A | D |
Cut | loose like a | deuce another | runner in the night |
| G | A | D | Bm |
Bli | nded | by the | light | |
A | G |
Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the | sun |
D | G | D |
Whoa, but mama that’s where the | fun is, ooh yeah | |
| G | A | D |
I was just | blinded | by the | light |
| G | A | D |
Cut | loose like a | deuce another | runner in the night |
| G | A | D | Bm |
Bli | nded | by the | light | |
A | G |
We got down but we never got tight, we’re gonna m | ake it |
| D |
In the d | ay we sweat it out in the streets |
| G | A |
Of a r | unaway American dr | eam |
| D |
At n | ight we ride through mansions of glory |
| G | G/F# |
Spr | ung from cages out on h | ighway 9 |
| Em |
Chrome wh | eeled, fuel injected |
| G/F# | D | D9 |
And st | eppin’ out over the lin | e, | oh |
| G | G/F# |
B | aby this town rips the b | ones from your back |
| Em | G/F# |
It’s a d | eath trap, it’s a s | uicide rap |
| D | Bm |
We gotta g | et out while we’re y | oung |
| A | D |
B | aby we were born to r | un |
| D |
Wendy l | et me in I wanna be your friend |
| G | A |
I wanna g | uard your dreams and v | isions |
| D |
Just wr | ap your legs ‘round these velvet rims |
| G | A |
And str | ap your hands ‘cross my | engines |
| G | G/F# |
Tog | ether we could b | reak this trap |
| Em |
We’ll | run till we drop |
G/F# | D | D9 |
Baby we’ll never go b | ack, | oh |
| G | G/F# |
Will you w | alk with me out on the | wire? |
| Em | G/F# |
‘Cause | baby I’m just a scared and | lonely rider |
| D | Bm |
But I g | otta know how it | feels |
| G |
I want to kn | ow if love is wild |
| A | D |
Babe I w | ant to know if love is r | eal |
| C |
Bey | ond the Palace hemi-powered drones |
| F |
Sc | ream down the boulevard |
| G |
The girls | comb their hair in rearview mirrors |
| A# |
And the | boys try to look so hard |
| C |
The amu | sement park rises bold and stark |
| F |
Kids are | huddled on the beach in a mist |
| G |
I wanna | die with you Wendy on the streets tonight |
| A# |
In an | everlasting kiss |
| D |
The h | ighway’s jammed with broken heroes on a |
| G | A |
L | ast chance power d | rive |
| D |
Everyb | ody’s out on the run tonight but there’s |
| G | A |
N | o place left to | hide |
| G | G/F# |
Tog | ether Wendy we’ll l | ive with the sadness |
| Em | G/F# | D | D9 |
I’ll l | ove you with all the | madness in my s | oul, | oh |
| G | G/F# |
S | omeday girl I | don’t know when we’re gonna |
| G/F# | D |
Where we r | eally want to g | o |
| Bm |
And we’ll walk in the | sun |
| G | A | D | Bm |
But till then tr | amps like us b | aby we were born to r | un | |
| G | A | D | Bm |
Ah honey tr | amps like us b | aby we were born to r | un | |
| G | A | D |
Come on Wendy tr | amps like us b | aby we were born to r | un |
| D | G | D |
A | screen door slams, | Mary’s | dress waves |
| G |
Like a vision she dances across the porch as the | radio plays |
| A |
Roy Orbison singing for the | lonely |
| D | G |
Hey that’s | me and I want you | only |
| D | A |
Don’t turn me home again, I | just can’t face myself a | lone again |
| D | G | D |
Don’t | run back inside, darlin, | you know just what I’m | here for |
So you're scared and you're thinking that
F#m | G |
Maybe we ain’t that | young any more |
| A |
Show a little faith, there’s magic in the | night |
| D | G |
You ain’t a | beauty but hey you’re all | right |
| D | A |
Oh and | that’s alright with | me |
| D | Bm |
You can | hide beneath your covers and | study your pain |
| D | G |
Make | crosses from your lovers, throw | roses in the rain |
D | F#m |
Waste your summer | praying in vain for a |
G | A |
Savior to rise from these | streets |
| D | Bm |
Well now | I’m no hero that’s | understood |
| D | G |
All the re | demption I can offer girl is | beneath this dirty hood |
D | F#m |
With a chance to make it | good somehow hey |
G | A |
What else can we do | now except |
D | G | D |
Roll down the window and | let the wind blow | back your hair |
Well the night’s busting open these
F#m | G |
Two lanes can take us | anywhere |
| A |
We got one last chance to make it | real |
| D | G |
To | trade in these wings on some | wheels |
| D | A |
Climb in back, heaven’s | waiting down on the | tracks |
D | Bm |
Oh come | take my hand |
| D | G |
We’re | ridin’ out tonight to | case the promised land |
D | F#m | G | A |
Oh | oh thunder road, | oh thunder road, | oh thunder road |
D | G/B |
Lyin’ out there like a | killer in the sun |
| D | G |
Hey | I know it’s late, we can | make it if we run |
D | F#m | G | A | D |
Oh | oh thunder road, sit | tight, take | hold, thunder | road |
| G | A6 | D |
Well I | got this guitar and I | learned how to make it | talk |
| Bm |
And my | car’s out back if you’re |
| Gmaj7 | A |
Ready to take that | long | walk |
| G | A |
From your | front porch to my front | seat |
| F#m | Bm |
The door’s | open but the ride it ain’t | free |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | G/D |
And | I know you’re | hungry for words that | I ain’t | spoken |
| A |
To | night we’ll be free, all the promises will be broken |
| D | G | D |
There were | ghosts in the eyes of | all the boys you | sent away |
| D | F#m |
They haunt this | dusty beach road in the | skeleton frames of |
| A |
They scream your name at night in the | street |
| D | G |
Your graduation | gown lies in rags at their | feet |
| F#m |
And in the | lonely cool before dawn |
| G |
You hear their | engines roaring on |
| G | A |
But when you | get to the porch, they’re | gone |
| G | Em |
On the | wind, so Mary climb | in |
| G | A | D |
It’s a | town full of losers, and I’m | pulling out of here to w | in |
D | A | D | G |
D | A |
G | G/F# | G/E | G/D |
→ | → | → | |
D | Dm | A | A7 |
Nobody doe | s it be | tter | |
D | Dm | A | A7 |
Makes me feel sa | d for the | rest | |
D | Dm6 | C#7#5 | F#m7 |
Nobody | does it | half as | good as you |
Bm7 | D/E | A | Adim7 | G#dim7 |
| Baby you’re the | best | → | |
A | A/C# | D | Dm |
I wasn’t lo | oking, | but somehow you fo | und me |
A | A/C# | B9 | A#9 |
I tried to | hide from your l | ove l | ight |
A | A/C# |
But like heaven ab | ove me |
D | Dm |
The spy who lo | ved me |
| C#7 | F#7b9 | Bm7 | E7sus4 | A | A7 |
Is | keeping | all my | secrets sa | fe ton | ight | |
| D | Dm | A | A7 |
And | nobody doe | s it b | etter | |
D | Dm | A | A7 |
Though sometimes I w | ish som | eone could | |
D | Dm6 | C#7#5 | F#m7 |
Nobody | does it | quite the | way you do |
Bm7 | D/E | A |
Why’d you | have to be so | good |
A | A/C# | D | Dm |
The way that you | hold me, | whenever you h | old me |
A | A/C# | B9 | A#9 |
There’s some kind of | magic ins | ide | you |
A | A/C# |
That keeps me from | running |
D | Dm |
But just keep it c | oming |
| C#7 | F#7b9 | Bm7 | E7sus4 | A | A7 |
How | ’d you | learn to | do the t | hings you | do? | |
| D | Dm | A | Asus4 |
And | nobody doe | s it be | tter | |
D | Dm | A |
Makes me feel so sa | d f | or the rest |
D | Dm6 | C#7#5 | F#m7 |
Nobody | does it | half as | good as you |
Dmaj7 | D#7b9 | E7 | A | A/C# |
→ | Darlin’ | you’re the | best | |
D | F | G | A | A/C# |
| Baby | you’re the | best | |
D | F | G | A | A/C# |
| Darlin’ | you’re the | best | |
D | F | G | A |
| Baby | you’re the | best |
Am | D7 | G |
La la la | la la la | la |
| Cmaj7 | F |
La la la la | la la | la |
Dm | E | E7 |
La la la la la la | la | |
Am | D7 | G |
Now that I’ve | lost everything to | you |
| Cmaj7 | F |
You say you | wanna start something | new |
| Dm | E |
And it’s | breakin’ my heart you’re | leavin’ |
Baby, I’m grievin’
Am | D7 | G |
But if you wanna | leave, take good | care |
| Cmaj7 | F |
Hope you have a | lot of nice things to | wear |
| Dm | E | G7 |
But then a | lot of nice things turn | bad out | there |
C | G | F |
Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
G | F | C |
It’s hard to get | by just upon a | smile |
C | G | F |
Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
G | F | C | Dm | E |
I’ll always re | member you like a | child, girl | | |
Am | D7 | G |
You know I’ve seen a | lot of what the world can | do |
| Cmaj7 | F |
And it’s | breakin’ my heart in | two |
| Dm | E |
Because I | never wanna see you a | sad, girl |
Don’t be a bad girl
Am | D7 | G |
But if you wanna | leave, take good | care |
| Cmaj7 | F |
Hope you make a | lot of nice friends out | there |
| Dm | E | G7 |
But just re | member there’s a lot of bad, | and be | ware |
C | G | F |
Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
G | F | C |
It’s hard to get | by just upon a | smile |
C | G | F |
Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
G | F | C | Dm | E |
I’ll always re | member you like a | child, girl | | |
Am | D7 | G |
La la la | la la la | la |
| Cmaj7 | F |
La la la la | la la | la |
Dm | E |
La la la la la la | la |
Am | D7 | G |
But if you wanna | leave, take good | care |
| Cmaj7 | F |
Hope you make a | lot of nice friends out | there |
| Dm | E | G7 |
But just re | member there’s a lot of bad, | and be | ware |
C | G | F |
Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
G | F | C |
It’s hard to get | by just upon a | smile |
C | G | F |
Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
G | F | C |
I’ll always re | member you like a | child, girl |
C | G | F |
Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
G | F | C |
It’s hard to get | by just upon a | smile |
C | G | F |
Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
G | F | C |
I’ll always re | member you like a | child, girl |
| G | D/F# |
I w | ant you to want me | |
| Em | Em7/D |
I n | eed you to need me | |
| C | G/B |
I’d l | ove you to love me | |
| G | D/F# |
I’m b | eggin’ you to beg me | |
| Em | Em7/D |
I w | ant you to want me | |
| C | G/B |
I n | eed you to need me | |
| G | D/F# |
I’d l | ove you to love me | |
| Em | A |
I’d s | hine up my old brown sh | oes |
| F | G |
I’d p | ut on a brand new sh | irt |
| Em | A |
I’d | get home early from w | ork |
| F | Fm | Em |
If you’d s | ay | that you l | ove me |
| G | D |
D | idn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cr | yin’ |
| Em | C |
Oh, d | idn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cr | yin’ |
| G | D |
F | eelin’ all alone without a friend you know you feel like d | yin’ |
| Em | C |
Oh, d | idn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cr | yin’ |
| G | D/F# |
I w | ant you to want me | |
| Em | Em7/D |
I n | eed you to need me | |
| C | G/B |
I’d l | ove you to love me | |
| G | D/F# |
I’m b | eggin’ you to beg me | |
| Em | A |
I’d s | hine up my old brown sh | oes |
| F | G |
I’d p | ut on a brand new sh | irt |
| Em | A |
I’d | get home early from w | ork |
| F | Fm | Em |
If you’d s | ay | that you l | ove me |
| G | D |
D | idn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cr | yin’ |
| Em | C |
Oh, d | idn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cr | yin’ |
| G | D |
F | eelin’ all alone without a friend you know you feel like d | yin’ |
| Em | C |
Oh, d | idn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cr | yin’ |
G | D |
Feelin’ all alone without a friend you know you feel like | dyin’ |
| Em | C |
Oh, d | idn’t I, didn’t I, didn’t I see you cr | yin’ |
| G | D/F# |
I w | ant you to want me | |
| Em | Em7/D |
I n | eed you to need me | |
| C | G/B |
I’d l | ove you to love me | |
| G | D/F# |
I’m b | eggin’ you to beg me | |
| G | D/F# |
I | want you to want me | |
| Em | Em7/D |
I | want you to want me | |
| G | F |
I | want you to want me | |
G | D |
Mother told me, | yes she told me |
C | G |
I’d meet girls like | you |
| G | D |
She | also told me | stay away |
| C | G |
You’ll | never know what you’ll | catch |
C | D |
Just the other | day I heard |
| G |
Of a | soldier’s falling off |
G | Em7 |
Mommy’s alright, | Daddy’s alright |
| Dsus4 | C |
They | just seem a little | weird |
| G | Em7 |
Sur | render, sur | render |
| Dsus4 | C | C | C |
But | don’t give yourself a | way, | hey-ey-ey-ey, | hey-ay-ay |
G | D |
Father says your | mother’s right |
| C | G |
She’s | really up on | things |
| G | D |
Be | fore we married | Mommy served |
| C | G |
In the | WACs in the Philip | pines |
| C | D |
Now | I had heard the | WACs recruited |
| C | D |
But | Mommy isn’t | one of those |
| G |
I’ve | known her all these years |
G | Em7 |
Mommy’s alright, | Daddy’s alright |
| Dsus4 | C |
They | just seem a little | weird |
| G | Em7 |
Sur | render, sur | render |
| Dsus4 | C | C | C |
But | don’t give yourself a | way, | hey-ey-ey-eyy, | hey-ay-ay |
G | D |
Whatever happened to | all this season’s |
G | D |
Every time I | got to thinking |
C | G |
Where’d they disa | ppear |
C | D |
Then I woke up, | Mom and Dad |
| G |
Are | rolling on the couch |
C | D |
Rolling numbers, | rock and rolling |
| G |
Got | my Kiss records out |
G | Em7 |
Mommy’s alright, | Daddy’s alright |
| Dsus4 | C |
They | just seem a little | weird |
| G | Em7 |
Sur | render, sur | render |
| Dsus4 | C | C | C |
But | don’t give yourself | away, | hey-ey-ey-ey, | hey-ay-ay |
G | Em7 |
Mommy’s alright, | Daddy’s alright |
| Dsus4 | C |
But | don’t give yourself | away |
G | Em7 |
Mommy’s alright, | Daddy’s alright |
| Dsus4 | C |
But | don’t give yourself | away |
G | Em7 |
Mommy’s alright, | Daddy’s alright |
| Dsus4 | C |
But | don’t give yourself | away |
G | Em7 |
Mommy’s alright, | Daddy’s alright |
| Dsus4 | C |
But | don’t give yourself | away |
G |
Someone told me long ago |
G | D |
There’s a calm before the storm, I k | now |
| G |
It’s been coming fo | r some time |
G |
When it’s over, so they say |
G | D |
It’ll rain a sunny day, I k | now |
| G |
Shining down like w | ater |
| G | G/F# | Em | Em/D |
Have you | ever | seen the | rain | |
| G | G/F# | Em | Em/D |
Have you | ever | seen the | rain | |
C | D | G |
Coming do | wn on a sunny da | y |
G |
Yesterday and days before |
G | D |
Sun is cold and rain is hard, I k | now |
| G |
Been that way for al | l my time |
G |
‘Til forever on it goes |
G | D |
Through the circle fast and slow, I k | now |
| G |
It can’t stop, I wo | nder |
| G | G/F# | Em | Em/D |
Have you | ever | seen the | rain | |
| G | G/F# | Em | Em/D |
Have you | ever | seen the | rain | |
C | D | G |
Coming do | wn on a sunny day | |
| G | G/F# | Em | Em/D |
Have you | ever | seen the | rain | |
| G | G/F# | Em | Em/D |
Have you | ever | seen the | rain | |
C | D | G |
Coming do | wn on a sunny day | |
G | B7/F# | Em | G/D | C | D | C | G | D |
| | | | | | → | → | |
| G | B7/F# | Em | G/D |
Bell bottom | blues, you | made me | cry | |
| C | D | C | G | D |
I don’t wanna | lose this feeling | | → | → | |
| G | B7/F# | Em | G/D |
And if I could c | hoose | a place to | die | |
| C | D |
It would be | in your arms | |
E | B/D# | C#m | A | B |
Do you wanna see me | crawl across the | floor to you | | |
E | B/D# | C#m | A | B |
Do you wanna see me | beg you to take me | back, I’d | gladly | do it because |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, gi | ve me one more da | y please |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B | C | G | D |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, in | your heart I lo | ng to stay | → | → | |
| G | B7/F# | Em | G/D |
It’s all | wrong, but | it’s all | right | |
| C | D | C | G | D |
The way that you | treat me baby | | → | → | |
| G | B7/F# | Em | G/D |
Once I was | strong, but I | lost the | fight | |
| C | D |
You won’t find a | better loser | |
E | B/D# | C#m | A | B |
Do you wanna see me | crawl across the | floor to you | | |
E | B/D# | C#m | A | B |
Do you wanna see me | beg you to take me | back, I’d | gladly | do it because |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, gi | ve me one more da | y please |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B | C | G | D |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, in | your heart I lo | ng to stay | → | → | |
G | B7/F# | Em | G/D | C | D | C | G | D |
| | | | | | → | → | |
E | B/D# | C#m | A | B |
Do you wanna see me | crawl across the | floor to you | | |
E | B/D# | C#m | A | B |
Do you wanna see me | beg you to take me | back, I’d | gladly | do it because |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, gi | ve me one more da | y please |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B | C | G | D |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, in | your heart I lo | ng to stay | → | → | |
| G | B7/F# | Em | G/D |
Bell bottom | blues, don’t | say good | bye | |
| C | D | C | G | D |
We’re surely gonna | meet again | | → | → | |
| G | B7/F# | Em | G/D |
And if we | do, | don’t ya be sur | prised | |
| C | D |
If you find me with a | nother lover, | no |
E | B/D# | C#m | A | B |
Do you wanna see me | crawl across the | floor to you | | |
E | B/D# | C#m | A | B |
Do you wanna see me | beg you to take me | back, I’d | gladly | do it because |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, gi | ve me one more da | y please |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, in | your heart I lo | ng to stay |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, gi | ve me one more da | y please |
E | Emaj7/G# | E7 | A | B | C | G | D |
I don’t want to | fade awa | y, in | your heart I lo | ng to stay | → | → | |
G#m7 | D#m7 |
What will you do when you get | lonely? |
G#m7 | G | A | B | B7 |
No one | waiting | by your | side | |
C#m | F# | B | E |
You’ve been | runnin’ and | hiding much too | long |
C#m | F# | B |
You know it’s | just your foolish | pride |
| G | Am | Am | F |
You | got me on my | knees, Layla | | |
| G | Am | Am | F |
I’m | beggin’ darling | please, Layla | | |
G | Am | Am | F | G |
Darling won’t you | ease my worried m | ind? | | |
G#m7 | D#m7 |
Tried to give you consol | ation |
G#m7 | G | A | B | B7 |
Your old | man he | let you | down | |
C#m | F# | B | E |
Like a | fool, I | fell in love with | you |
C#m | F# | B |
You turned my | whole world upside | down |
| G | Am | Am | F |
You | got me on my | knees, Layla | | |
| G | Am | Am | F |
I’m | beggin’ darling | please, Layla | | |
G | Am | Am | F | G |
Darling won’t you | ease my worried mind? | | | |
G#m7 | D#m7 |
Make the best of the sit | uation |
G#m7 | G | A | B | B7 |
Before I | finally | go in | sane | |
C#m | F# | B | E |
Please don’t | say we’ll | never find a | way |
C#m | F# | B |
Tell me | all my love’s in | vain |
| G | Am | Am | F |
You | got me on my | knees, Layla | | |
| G | Am | Am | F |
I’m | beggin’ darling | please, Layla | | |
G | Am | Am | F | G | Am |
Darling won’t you | ease my worried mind? | | | | |
| G | Am | Am | F |
You’ve | got me on my | knees, Layla | | |
| G | Am | Am | F |
I’m | beggin’ darling | please, Layla | | |
G | Am | Am | F | G | Am |
Darling won’t you | ease my worried mind? | | | | |
G | G/B | Cadd9 | C | Cmaj7 | C6 |
| | → | → | → | x2 |
| Am | G | F | E |
You get a | shiver in the dark, it’s | raining in the | park but | meantime |
Am | G | F | E |
South of the river you s | top and you h | old everyth | ing |
C | G |
A band is blowing Dixie double f | our time |
F | Am |
You feel alright when you hear that music r | ing |
| Am | G | F | E |
Well now, you | step inside but you | don’t see | too many f | aces |
Am | G | F | E |
Coming in out of the | rain to hear the | jazz go | down |
C | G |
Competition in other p | laces |
F | Am |
Oh, but the horns they blowin’ that | sound |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | | → | |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | | → | |
| Am | G | F | E |
You check out | Guitar George, | | he knows | all the chords |
Am | G | F | E |
Mind he’s strictly rhythm he | doesn’t want to | make it cry | or sing |
C | G |
They say an old guitar is | all he can afford |
F | Am |
When he gets up under the lights to play his thi | ng |
Am | G | F | E |
And Harry doesn’t | mind | if he doesn’t | make the scene |
Am | G | F | E |
He’s got a daytime | job, he’s | doin’ al | right |
C | G |
He can play the honky tonk like a | nything |
F | Am |
Saving it up for Friday night | |
F | G | Am |
→ | With the Sultans of | Swing |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | | → | |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | | → | |
| Am | G | F | E |
Then a | crowd of young boys, they’re | foolin’ a | round in the | corner |
Am | G | F | E |
Drunk and dressed in their best | brown baggies | and their plat | form soles |
C | G |
They don’t give a damn about about any | trumpet playin’ band |
F | Am |
It ain’t what they call rock and r | oll |
F | G | Am |
→ | Yeah, the Sultans, they play | Creole |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | Creole | → | |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | | → | |
Am | G | F | E | E |
Am | G | F | E | E |
C | C | G | G |
F | F | Am | Am | F |
G | G | F | G | G |
| | | | |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | | → | |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | | → | |
Am | G | F | E |
And then the man he st | eps right | up to the m | icrophone |
Am | G | F | E |
And says at l | ast just as the | time bell | ring |
C | G |
Goodnight, now it’s t | ime to go home |
F | Am |
Then he makes it fast with one more th | ing |
F | G | F | G |
→ | We are the Sultans | | |
F | G | Am |
→ | We are the Sultans of | Swing |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | | → | |
Am | G | F | C/G | G | C/G | G |
→ | → | | → | | → | |
D | A |
Day after day I’m more confu | sed |
D | E | A |
Yet I look for the | light through the pouring r | ain |
D | A |
You know that’s a game that I hate to l | ose |
Bm | D |
I’m feelin’ the strain, | ain’t it a shame |
| A |
Oh, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| A |
Oh, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
D | A |
Beginning to think that I’m wastin’ t | ime |
D | E | A |
I don’t understand | the things I do | |
D | A |
The world outside looks so unki | nd |
Bm | D |
Now I’m countin’ on you to | carry me through |
| A |
Oh, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| A |
Yeah, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
Bm |
And when my mind is free |
D | A |
You know a melody can m | ove me |
Bm |
And when I’m feelin’ blue |
D | E |
The guitar’s comin’ through to s | oothe me |
D | A |
Thanks for the joy that you’ve given | me |
D | E | A |
I want you to | know I believe in your s | ong |
D | A |
Rhythm and rhyme and harm | ony |
Bm | D |
You help me along, m | akin’ me strong |
| A |
Oh, g | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E | D |
I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| A |
G | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul |
| E/G# | D/F# |
I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away, ooh |
| A |
G | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul (free my soul) |
| E | D |
I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away (ooh, hey) |
| A |
G | ive me the beat, boys, and free my soul (free my soul) |
| E | D |
I | wanna get lost in your rock and roll and d | rift away |
| A | E | D |
Now won’t you | take me, | take me | |
| Em | G | D | Em |
J | olene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
I’m b | egging of you please dont’t take my | man |
| Em | G | D | Em |
Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, J | olene |
| D | Em |
Ple | ase don’t take him just because you c | an |
| Em | G |
Your be | auty is be | yond compare |
| D | Em |
With fl | aming locks of au | burn hair |
| D | Em |
With iv | ory skin and eyes of emerald g | reen |
| Em | G |
Your sm | ile is like a b | reath of spring |
| D | Em |
Your vo | ice is soft like su | mmer rain |
| D | Em |
And I c | annot compete with you, J | olene |
| Em | G |
He t | alks about you | in his sleep |
| D | Em |
There’s n | othing I can | do to keep |
| D | Em |
From | crying when he calls your name, J | olene |
| Em | G |
And | I can easily u | nderstand |
| D | Em |
How | you could easily t | ake my man |
| D | Em |
But you | don’t know what he means to me, J | olene |
| Em | G | D | Em |
Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
I’m be | gging of you please don’t take my | man |
| Em | G | D | Em |
Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
Pl | ease don’t take him just because you | can |
| Em | G |
You | could have your | choice of men |
| D | Em |
But | I could never l | ove again |
| D | Em |
He’s | the only one for me, Jo | lene |
| Em | G |
I h | ad to have this t | alk with you |
| D | Em |
My | happines depe | nds on you |
| D | Em |
Wha | tever you decide to do, Jo | lene |
| Em | G | D | Em |
Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
I’m be | gging of you please don’t take my | man |
| Em | G | D | Em |
Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
Pl | ease don’t take him even though you | can |
| G | D | Em7 |
A | long, | long | time ago |
Am | C |
I can still re | member how that |
| Em | D |
M | usic used to make me | smile |
| G | D | Em7 |
And | I know | if I | had my chance |
| Am | C |
That | I could make those | people dance and |
Em | C | D |
Maybe they’d be | happy for a | while |
| Em | Am |
But | February | made me shiver |
| Em | Am |
Wwith | every paper | I’d deliver |
C | G | Am |
Bad news | on the | doorstep |
| C | D |
I | couldn’t take one more | step |
| G | D | Em |
I | can’t remem | ber if I | cried |
| Am7 | D |
When I | read about his | widowed bride |
G | D | Em |
Something | touched me | deep inside |
| C | D7 | G | C | G |
The | day the | music | died | | |
| G | C | G | D |
So | bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
Em | D7 |
This’ll be the day that I | die |
G | Am |
Did you write the | book of love? |
| C | Am |
And do | you have faith in | god above |
Em | D |
If the bible | tells you so? |
G | D | Em |
Do you | believe in | rock and roll |
| Am7 | C |
Can | music save your | mortal soul |
| Em | A7 | D |
And can y | ou teach me | how to dance | real slow? |
| Em | D |
Well I | know that you’re in | love with him |
| Em | D |
‘Cause I | saw you dancin’ | in the gym |
| C | G | A7 |
You | both kicked | off your | shoes |
| C | D7 |
Man I | dig those rhythm and | blues |
| G | D | Em |
I was a | lonely | teenage | broncin’ buck |
| Am | C |
With a | pink carnation and a | pickup truck |
| G | D | Em |
But | I knew | I was | out of luck |
| C | D7 | G | C | G |
The | day the | music | die | d, | I started singin’ |
| G | C | G | D |
So | bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
Em | D7 |
This’ll be the day that I | die |
| G | Am |
Now for t | en years we’ve been | on our own |
| C | Am | Em |
And mo | ss grows fat on a ro | lling stone | |
| D |
But that’s not how it u | sed to be |
| G | D | Em |
When the j | ester s | ang for the ki | ng and queen |
| Am7 | C |
In a | coat he borrowed fr | om James Dean |
| Em | A7 | D |
In a v | oice that came from you | and me | |
| Em | D |
And w | hile the king was lo | oking down |
| Em | D |
The | jester stole his th | orny crown |
| C | G | A7 |
The c | ourtroom | was adjourn | ed |
| C | D7 |
No | verdict was r | eturned |
| G | D | Em |
And while | Lenin rea | d a b | ook on Marx |
| Am | C |
The | quartet practiced | in the park |
| G | D | Em |
And | we sang d | irges i | n the dark |
| C | D7 | G |
The | day the mu | sic die | d |
| G | C | G | D |
So | bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
Em | D7 |
This’ll be the day that I | die |
G | Am |
Helter skelter in a | summer swelter |
C | Am |
The birds flew off with | a fallout shelter |
Em | D |
Eight miles high and | fallin’ fast |
| G | D | Em |
It lan | ded | foul o | n the grass |
| Am7 | C |
The pl | ayers tried for a f | orward pass |
Em | A7 | D |
With the jester on the sideline | s in a | cast |
| Em | D |
Now the ha | lftime air was s | weet perfume |
| Em | D |
While | sergeants played a m | arching tune |
C | G | A7 |
We all got | up to dan | ce |
| C | D7 |
But | we never got the ch | ance |
| G | D | Em |
‘Cause the p | layers | tried to t | ake the field |
| Am | C |
The | marching band re | fused to yield |
| G | D | Em |
Do y | ou re | call what w | as the feel |
| C | D7 | G |
The | day the m | usic died | ? |
| G | C | G | D |
So | bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
Em | D7 |
This’ll be the day that I | die |
| G | Am |
And t | here we were all | in one place |
| C | Am |
A ge | neration | lost in space |
Em | D |
With no time left to | start again |
| G | D | Em |
So come on J | ack be ni | mble, | Jack be quick |
| Am7 | C |
J | ack Flash sat on a c | andle |
| Em | A7 | D |
Stick, | ’cause fire is the devil’s only | friend | |
| Em | D |
And a | s I watched him o | n the stage |
| Em | D |
My h | ands were clenched in f | ists of rage |
| C | G | A7 |
No | angel b | orn in H | ell |
| C | D7 |
Could b | read that Satan’s | spell |
| G | D | Em |
And as the | flames climbed h | igh int | o the night |
| Am | C |
To | light the sacrif | icial rite |
| G | D | Em |
I saw S | atan l | aughing with | delight |
| C | D7 | G | C |
The d | ay the | music d | ied | |
G | C | G | D |
Bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
Em | D7 |
This’ll be the day that I | die |
| G | D | Em |
I | met a | girl who | sang the blues |
| Am | C |
And I | asked her for some | happy news |
| Em | D |
But | she just smiled and turned a | way |
| G | D | Em |
I | went down | to the | sacred store |
| Am | C |
Where I’d | heard the music | years before |
| Em | C |
But the | man there said the | music |
| Em | Am |
But | in the streets the | children screamed |
| Em | Am |
The | lovers cried and the | poets dreamed |
| C | G | Am |
But | not a | word was | spoken |
| C | D |
The | church bells all were | broken |
| G | D | Em |
And the | three men | I ad | mire most |
| Am7 | C | D7 |
The | Father, | Son, and the | Holy Ghost |
G | D | Em |
They caught the | last train | for the coast |
| Am7 | D7 | G |
The | day the | music | died |
G | C | G | D |
Bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| C | D7 | G | C | G |
Singin’ | this’ll be the | day that I | die | | |
| D | E |
I’ve got a su | prise especially for | you |
| D | E |
Something that | both of us have always wanted to | do |
| D | E |
I’ve waited so | long, I’ve waited so lon | g |
| D | E |
I’ve waited so | long, I’ve waited so lon | g |
| D | E |
I’m gonna | take you on a trip so far from | here |
| D | E |
I’ve got two t | ickets in my pocket now baby, we’re gonna disap | pear |
E | D | E |
Waited so | long, I’ve waited so | long |
| D | E |
I’ve waited so | long, we’ve waited so lon | g |
| A | D | E |
I’ve got | two | tickets to | paradise |
| A | D | E |
Won’t you | pack your | bags we’ll | leave tonight |
| A | D | E |
I’ve got | two | tickets to | paradise |
| A | D | E |
I’ve got | two | tickets to | paradise |
| D | E |
I’m gonna | take you on a trip so far from | here |
| D | E |
I’ve got two t | ickets in my pocket baby, we’ll disap | pear |
| D | E |
I’ve waited so | long, I’ve waited so | long |
| D | E |
I’ve waited so | long, I’ve waited so lon | g |
| A | D | E |
I’ve got | two | tickets to | paradise |
| A | D | E |
Won’t you | pack your | bags we’ll | leave tonight |
| A | D | E |
I’ve got | two | tickets to | paradise |
| A | D | E |
Won’t you | pack your | bags we’ll | leave tonight |
| A | D | E |
I’ve got | two | tickets to | paradise |
| A | D | E |
Won’t you | pack your | bags we’ll | leave tonight |
| A | D | E |
I’ve got | two | tickets to | paradise |
| A | D | E |
I’ve got | two | tickets to | paradise |
E |
You got me running going out of my mind |
E |
You got me thinking that I’m wasting my time |
| A | E |
Don’t bring me | down, no no no no | no, ooh ooh ooh |
| G | D | A |
I’ll t | ell you once more before I g | et off the fl | oor |
E |
You wanna stay out with your fancy friends |
E |
I’m telling you it’s got to be the end |
| A | E |
Don’t bring me | down, no no no no | no, ooh ooh ooh |
| G | D | A |
I’ll t | ell you once more before I g | et off the fl | oor |
| C#m | E |
Don’t bring me | down, gr | oos |
| C#m | E |
Don’t bring me | down, gr | oos |
| C#m | E |
Don’t bring me | down, gr | oos |
E |
What happened to the girl I used to know? |
E |
You let your mind out somewhere down the road |
| A | E |
Don’t bring me | down, no no no no | no, ooh ooh ooh |
| G | D | A |
I’ll t | ell you once more before I g | et off the fl | oor |
E |
You’re always talkin’ ‘bout your crazy nights |
E |
One of these days you’re gonna get it right |
| A | E |
Don’t bring me | down, no no no no | no, ooh ooh ooh |
| G | D | A |
I’ll t | ell you once more before I g | et off the fl | oor |
| C#m | E |
Don’t bring me | down, gr | oos |
| C#m | E |
Don’t bring me | down, gr | oos |
| C#m | E |
Don’t bring me | down, gr | oos |
E |
You’re lookin’ good just like a snake in the grass |
E |
One of these days you’re gonna break your glass |
| A | E |
Don’t bring me | down, no no no no no no no no | no, ooh ooh ooh |
| G | D | A |
I’ll t | ell you once more before I g | et off the fl | oor |
E |
You got me shaking got me running away |
E |
You get me crawling up to you everyday |
| A | E |
Don’t bring me | down, no no no no | no, ooh ooh ooh |
| G | D | A |
I’ll t | ell you once more before I g | et off the fl | oor |
| E |
Don’t bring me | down, down, down, down down down |
| G | D | A |
I’ll t | ell you once more before I g | et off the fl | oor |
| E |
I rem | ember when rock was young |
| G#m |
Me and | Susie had so much fun |
| A |
Holding | hands and skimmin’ stones |
| B |
Had a | old gold Chevy and a place of my own |
| E |
But the | biggest kick I ever got |
| G#m |
Was doin’ a | thing called the Crocodile Rock |
| A |
While the | other kids were rockin’ ‘round the clock |
| B |
We were | hoppin’ and boppin’ to the Crocodile Rock, well |
C#m |
Crocodile Rockin’ is something shockin’ when your |
F#7 |
Feet just can’t keep still |
B7 | E |
I never knew me a better time and I | guess I never will |
C# |
Oh, lordy mamma those Friday nights when |
F#7 |
Susie wore her dresses tight and |
B7 | A |
The Crocodile Rockin’ was out of’a | sight |
| E |
But the | years went by and rock just died |
G#m |
Susie went and left me for some foreign guy |
A |
Long nights cryin’ by the record machine |
B |
Dreamin’ of my Chevy and my old blue jeans |
| E |
But they’ll | never kill the thrills we’ve got |
| G#m |
Burnin’ | up to the Crocodile Rock |
| A |
Learning | fast as the weeks went past |
| B |
We really | thought the Crocodile Rock would last, well |
C#m |
Crocodile Rockin’ is something shockin’ when your |
F#7 |
Feet just can’t keep still |
B7 | E |
I never knew me a better time and I | guess I never will |
C# |
Oh, lordy mamma those Friday nights when |
F#7 |
Susie wore her dresses tight and |
B7 | A |
The Crocodile Rockin’ was out of’a | sight |
| E |
I rem | ember when rock was young |
| G#m |
Me and | Susie had so much fun |
| A |
Holding | hands and skimmin’ stones |
| B |
Had a | old gold Chevy and a place of my own |
| E |
But the | biggest kick I ever got |
| G#m |
Was doin’ a | thing called the Crocodile Rock |
| A |
While the | other kids were rockin’ ‘round the clock |
| B |
We were | hoppin’ and boppin’ to the Crocodile Rock, well |
C#m |
Crocodile Rockin’ is something shockin’ when your |
F#7 |
Feet just can’t keep still |
B7 | E |
I never knew me a better time and I | guess I never will |
C# |
Oh, lordy mamma those Friday nights when |
F#7 |
Susie wore her dresses tight and |
B7 | A |
The Crocodile Rockin’ was out of’a | sight |
| C | Dm7 |
Daniel | is traveling tonight on a | plane |
G | E7 | Am |
I can see the red tail lights | heading for Spa | in oh and |
F | G | Am |
I can see | Daniel waving good | bye |
| F | G | G7 | C |
God it | looks like Daniel, | must be the | clouds in my | eyes |
| C | Dm7 |
They | say Spain is pretty though I’ve | never been |
G | E7 | Am |
Well Daniel says it’s the best place he’s e | ver se | en oh and |
F | G | Am |
He shold kno | w he’s been there en | ough |
| F | G | G7 | C |
Lord | I miss Daniel, | oh I | miss him so | much |
F | C |
Daniel my brother you are | older than me |
| F | C |
Do you still | feel the pain of the | scars that won’t heal |
| Am | F |
Your eyes have | died but you see more than | I |
Fm | C | A7 | Dm7 | G |
Daniel you’re a | star | in the face of the | sky | |
| C | Dm7 |
Daniel | is traveling tonight on a | plane |
G | E7 | Am |
I can see the red tail lights | heading for Spa | in oh and |
F | G | Am |
I can see | Daniel waving good | bye |
| F | G | G7 | C |
God it | looks like Daniel, | must be the | clouds in my | eyes |
F | C |
Daniel my brother you are | older than me |
| F | C |
Do you still | feel the pain of the | scars that won’t heal |
| Am | F |
Your eyes have | died but you see more than | I |
Fm | C | A7 | Dm7 | G |
Daniel you’re a | star | in the face of the | sky | |
| F | G | G7 | C |
God it | looks like Daniel, | must be the | clouds in my | eyes |
| F | G | G7 | C |
God it | looks like Daniel, | must be the | clouds in my | eyes |
E | A/E | E | D | A | D/A | A | A/C# |
I can’t light | → | no more of your | darknes | s | → | | |
D | G/D | D | E | A/E | E | A/E | E |
All my pictures | → | seem to fade to black and | white | → | | → | |
E | A/E | E | D | A | D/A | A | A/C# |
I’m growing tired | → | and time stands still befo | re | me | → | | |
D | G/D | D | E | A/E | E | A/E | E |
Frozen here | → | on the ladder of my l | ife | → | | → | |
E | A/E | E | D | A | D/A | A | A/C# |
Too late | → | to save myself from | falli | ng | → | | |
D | G/D | D | E | A/E | E | A/E | E |
I took a chance | → | and changed your way of | life | → | | → | |
E | A/E | E | D | A | D/A | A | A/C# |
But you misread | → | my meaning when I | met | you | → | | |
D | D/F# | D/A | A/E | E | E7 |
Closed the door and l | eft m | e | blinded by the | light, | ahh |
A | A/G |
Don’t let the sun go | down on me |
D/F# | B7/D# |
Although I search myself, it’s always | someone else I see |
A/E | D/E | E | A | A/G |
I’d just allow a fragment of your | life | to wander | free | |
| D/F# | Bm | A/C# | D | A/E | E | A |
But | losing everything is like the | sun | go | ing | down | on | me |
E | A/E | E9 | E/G# | Bm | A | D/A | A | A/C# |
I can’t find, | → | o | h the r | ight roman | tic line | → | | |
D | G/D | D | E | A/E | E |
But see me once | → | and see the way I | feel | → | |
E | A/E | E9 | E/G# | Bm | A | D/A | A | A/C# |
Don’t discard me | → | j | ust beca | use you | think I mean you harm | → | | |
D | D/F# | D/A | A/E | E |
But these cuts I have, | oh th | ey need | love to help them | heal |
A | A/G |
Don’t let the sun go | down on me |
D/F# | B7/D# |
Although I search myself, it’s always | someone else I see |
A/E | D/E | E | A | A/G |
I’d just allow a fragment of your | life | to wander | free | |
| D/F# | Bm | A/C# | D | A/E | E | A |
But | losing everything is like the | sun | go | ing | down | on | me |
A | A/G |
Don’t let the sun go | down on me |
D/F# | B7/D# |
Although I search myself, it’s always | someone else I see |
A/E | D/E | E | A | A/G |
I’d just allow a fragment of your | life | to wander | free | |
| D/F# | Bm | A/C# | D | A/E | E | A |
But | losing everything is like the | sun | go | ing | down | on | me |
D | A/C# | Bm | Bm/A | G | G/A | A | D |
| | | | | → | | |
Em | G | A | A/C# |
When are you g | onna come | down | |
D | D/F# | G |
When are you go | ing to | land |
| C | C/G | A |
I | should have s | tayed on th | e farm, should have |
| Em | G | A | A/C# |
You | know you can’t h | old me for | ever | |
| D | D/F# | G |
I | didn’t sign u | p with | you |
| C | C/G | A |
I’m | not a pr | esent for your | friends to open |
| D |
This | boy’s too young to be singing |
| Gm7 | Gm7/D | C | C/E |
The | bl | ue | s | |
| D | F#7 |
So | goodbye yellow brick | road |
| G | D |
Where the | dogs of society | howl |
| B7 | Em |
You | can’t plant me in your | penthouse |
| A | D | D/F# |
I’m | going back to my | plow | |
Bm | F# |
Back to the howling old | owl in the woods |
G | A# |
Hunting the horny back | toad |
A# | C | D | A/C# | Bm | Bm/A |
Oh | I’ve | finally de | cided my | future li | es |
| G | G/A | A |
Bey | ond | the y | ellow brick |
Gm7 | Gm7/D | C | C/E |
Roa | ooo | oad | |
Em | G | A | A/C# |
What do you th | ink you’ll | do then? | |
| D | D/F# | G |
I | bet they’ll shoot d | own the pl | ane |
| C | C/G | A |
It’ll | take you a c | ouple of | vodka and tonics |
| D |
To | set you on your feet again |
Em | G | A | A/C# |
Maybe you’ll g | et a re | placement | |
| D | D/F# | G | G/D |
There’s | plenty like m | e to be | found | |
C | C/G | A | A/C# |
Mongrels | who | ain’t got a p | enny |
D |
Sniffing for tidbits like you |
| Gm7 | Gm7/D | C | C/E |
On the | grou | ou | ound | |
| D | F#7 |
So | goodbye yellow brick | road |
| G | D |
Where the | dogs of society | howl |
| B7 | Em |
You | can’t plant me in your | penthouse |
| A | D | D/F# |
I’m | going back to my | plow | |
Bm | F# |
Back to the howling old | owl in the woods |
G | A# |
Hunting the horny back | toad |
A# | C | D | A/C# | Bm | Bm/A |
Oh | I’ve | finally de | cided my | future li | es |
| G | G/A | A |
Bey | ond | the y | ellow brick |
Gm7 | Gm7/D | C | C/E |
Roa | ooo | oad | |
| D |
The | roses in the window box |
| A |
Have tilted | to one side |
D/F# | G |
Everything a | bout this house |
| Em |
Was born to | grow and die |
| D | D/F# | Em | G |
Oh it | doesn’t seem a year a | go to this very | day | |
| D |
You said I’m | sorry honey |
| A |
If I | don’t change the pace |
| G | G | A |
I | can’t face another | day | |
Bm | Em | A | Asus4 | A |
And love lies | bleeding in my | hand | | |
| Bm | Em | A | Asus4 | A |
Oh it | kills me to think of | you with another | man | | |
| D | Em7 |
I was | playing rock and roll and you were | just a fan |
| F#m7 |
But my | guitar couldn’t hold you |
| G | Dm |
So I | split the baaaa-a-ha- | a-nd |
Bm | A | D |
Love lies | bleeding in my | hands |
| D |
I | wonder if those changes |
| A |
Have left a | scar on you |
| D/F# | G |
Like | all the burning | hoops of fire |
| Em | E7 |
That you and | I passed through | |
| D | F#m |
You’re a | bluebird on a telegraph | line |
| Em | G |
I hope you’re happy | now | |
| D | A |
Well if the | wind of change come a’ | down your way girl |
| G | G | A |
You’ll | make it back some | how | |
Bm | Em | A | Asus4 | A |
And love lies | bleeding in my | hand | | |
| Bm | Em | A | Asus4 | A |
Oh it | kills me to think of | you with another | man | | |
| D | Em7 |
I was | playing rock and roll and you were | just a fan |
| F#m7 |
But my | guitar couldn’t hold you |
| G | Dm |
So I | split the baaaa-a-ha- | a-nd |
Bm | A | D |
Love lies | bleeding in my | hands |
Bm | A | D |
Love lies | bleeding in my | hands |
Em7 | A9 |
She packed my bags last night, pre-f | light |
Em7 | A9 |
Zero hour, nine | A.M. |
C | G/B | Am | Am/G | D | D/F# | D |
And I’m gonna be | high-i-h | igh | as a kite by t | hen | | |
Em7 | A9 |
I miss the Earth so much, I | miss my wife |
Em7 | A9 |
It’s lonely out in | space |
C | G/B | Am | Am/G | D/F# | D/A | D |
On such a | ti-i-i | meless flight | | | | |
G | C |
And I think it’s gonna be a long long | time |
| G |
‘Til touchdown brings me ‘round again to | find |
| C |
I’m not the man they think I am at | home |
| G/B | A9 |
Oh no, no, | no, I’m a | rocket man |
C | G | C |
Rocket man, burnin’ out his fuse up | here alone | |
G | C |
And I think it’s gonna be a long long | time |
| G |
‘Til touchdown brings me ‘round again to | find |
| C |
I’m not the man they think I am at | home |
| G/B | A9 |
Oh no, no, | no, I’m a | rocket man |
C | G | C |
Rocket man, burnin’ out his fuse up | here alone | |
Em7 | A9 |
Mars ain’t the kinda place to | raise your kids |
Em7 | A9 |
In fact it’s cold as | hell |
C | G/B | Am | Am/G | D/F# | D/A | D |
And there’s no one | there to | raise them | if you | did | | |
Em7 | A9 |
And all this science, I don’t under | stand |
Em7 | A9 |
It’s just my job five days a | week |
| C | G/B | Am | Am/G | D/F# | D/A | D |
Rocket | man-a | aa-a-a- | an, | rocket | man | | |
G | C |
And I think it’s gonna be a long long | time |
| G |
‘Til touchdown brings me ‘round again to | find |
| C |
I’m not the man they think I am at | home |
| G/B | A9 |
Oh no, no, | no, I’m a r | ocket man |
C | G | C |
Rocket man, burnin’ out his fuse up | here alone | |
G | C |
And I think it’s gonna be a long long | time |
| G |
‘Til touchdown brings me ‘round again to | find |
| C |
I’m not the man they think I am at | home |
| G/B | A9 |
Oh no, no, | no, I’m a | rocket man |
C | G |
Rocket man, burnin’ out his fuse up | here alone |
C | G |
And I think it’s gonna be a | long long time |
C | G |
And I think it’s gonna be a | long long time |
C | G |
And I think it’s gonna be a | long long time |
C | G |
And I think it’s gonna be a | long long time |
C/G | G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
Bb/F | F | Bb/F | F | Bb/F | F |
C/G | G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
Bb/F | F | Bb/F | F | Bb/F | F |
| | | | | |
| G |
It’s | getting late have you seen my mates |
| F |
Ma | tell me when the boys get here |
| C |
It’s | seven o’clock and I want to rock |
| G |
Want to | get a belly full of beer |
| G |
My | old man’s drunker than a barrel full of monkeys |
| F |
And my | old lady she don’t care |
| C |
My | sister looks cute in her braces and boots |
| G |
A | handful of grease in her hair |
C |
Don’t give us none of your aggravation |
| Bb |
We | had it with your discipline |
| F |
‘Cause | Saturday night’s alright for fighting |
C |
Get about as oiled as a diesel train |
Bb |
Gonna set this dance alight |
| F |
‘Cause | Saturday night’s the night I like |
C |
Saturday night’s alright |
| G | Eb | Dm7 | C |
Alright al | right, | oooh | oooh | oooh |
C/G | G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
Bb/F | F | Bb/F | F | Bb/F | F |
| | | | | |
| G |
Well they’re | packed pretty tight in here tonight |
| F |
I’m | looking for a dolly who’ll see me right |
| C |
I may | use a little muscle to get what I need |
| G |
I may | sink a little drink and shout out “She’s with me!” |
| G |
A | couple of the sounds that I really like |
| F |
Are the | sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike |
| C |
I’m a | juvenile product of the working class |
| G |
Whose | best friend floats in the bottom of a glass |
C |
Don’t give us none of your aggravation |
| Bb |
We | had it with your discipline |
| F |
‘Cause | Saturday night’s alright for fighting |
C |
Get about as oiled as a diesel train |
Bb |
Gonna set this dance alight |
| F |
‘Cause | Saturday night’s the night I like |
C |
Saturday night’s alright |
| G | Eb | Dm7 | C |
Alright al | right, | oooh | oooh | oooh |
C |
Don’t give us none of your aggravation |
| Bb |
We | had it with your discipline |
| F |
‘Cause | Saturday night’s alright for fighting |
C |
Get about as oiled as a diesel train |
Bb |
Gonna set this dance alight |
| F |
‘Cause | Saturday night’s the night I like |
C |
Saturday night’s alright |
| G | Eb | Dm7 | C |
Alright al | right, | oooh | oooh | oooh |
C |
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday |
Bb |
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday |
| C |
Saturday | night’s alright |
A | D/A | A | D/A | A | D/F# | D/F# | E/G# |
Blue jean | baby, | L.A. | lady, | seamstress for the b | and | → | |
A | D/A | A | D/A | A | D | D | Amaj7/E |
Pretty e | yed, | pirate s | mile, | you’ll marry a music m | an | → | |
Dmaj7 | C#m7 | F#m7 | B/D# | Bm7 | C#m7 | F#m | E7/G# |
Balleri | na, | you must have s | een her, | | dancing in the s | and | |
A | D/A | A | D/A | A | E | Bm/D | A/C# | Bm |
Now she’s | in me, | always | with me, | tiny dancer in my h | and → | → | → | |
A | D/A | A | D/A | A | D/F# | D/F# | E/G# |
Jesus f | reaks, | out in the s | treet, | handing tickets out for g | od | → | |
A | D/A | A | D/A | A | D | D | Amaj7/E |
Turning | back, | she just | laughs, | the boulevard is not that | bad | → | |
Dmaj7 | C#m7 | F#m7 | B/D# | Bm7/D | C#7 | F#m | E7 |
Piano | man, | he makes his | stand, | in the | auditori | um | |
A | D | A | D | A | E | Bm/D | A/C# | Bm |
Looking | on, | she sings the | songs, | the words she knows, the tune she h | ums → | → | → | |
F | G |
But oh how it | feels so real |
Em | Am |
Lying here, with | no one near |
| F | G |
Where o | nly you, and you can | hear me |
| E7/G# | E7/B |
When I say, | softly, | slowly |
D | A/C# | Bm | Bm | A/C# |
Hold me | closer Tiny | Dancer | → | |
D | A/C# | Esus4/F# |
Count the | headlights on the | highway |
D | A/C# | Bm | Bm | A/C# |
Lay me | down in sheets of | linen | → | |
D | A/C# | Esus4/F# |
You had a | busy day to | day |
D | A/C# | Bm | Bm | A/C# |
Hold me | closer Tiny | Dancer | → | |
D | A/C# | Esus4/F# |
Count the | headlights on the | highway |
D | A/C# | Bm | Bm | A/C# |
Lay me | down in sheets of | linen | → | |
D | A/C# | Esus4/F# |
You had a | busy day to | day |
A | D/A | A | D/A | A | D/F# | D/F# | E/G# |
Blue jean | baby, | L.A. | lady, | seamstress for the b | and | → | |
A | D/A | A | D/A | A | D | D | Amaj7/E |
Pretty e | yed, | pirate s | mile, | you’ll marry a music m | an | → | |
Dmaj7 | C#m7 | F#m7 | B/D# | Bm7 | C#m7 | F#m | E7/G# |
Balleri | na, | you must have s | een her, | | dancing in the s | and | |
A | D/A | A | D/A | A | E | Bm/D | A/C# | Bm |
Now she’s | in me, | always | with me, | tiny dancer in my h | and → | → | → | |
F | G |
But oh how it | feels so real |
Em | Am |
Lying here, with | no one near |
| F | G |
Where o | nly you, and you can | hear me |
| E7/G# | E7/B |
When I say, | softly, | slowly |
D | A/C# | Bm | Bm | A/C# |
Hold me | closer Tiny | Dancer | → | |
D | A/C# | Esus4/F# |
Count the | headlights on the | highway |
D | A/C# | Bm | Bm | A/C# |
Lay me | down in sheets of | linen | → | |
D | A/C# | Esus4/F# |
You had a | busy day to | day |
D | A/C# | Bm | Bm | A/C# |
Hold me | closer Tiny | Dancer | → | |
D | A/C# | Esus4/F# |
Count the | headlights on the | highway |
D | A/C# | Bm | Bm | A/C# |
Lay me | down in sheets of | linen | → | |
D | A/C# | Esus4/F# |
You had a | busy day to | day |
E | Amaj7 | B/D# | G#m |
It’s a little bit fun | ny, | this feeling in | side |
| C#m | C#m7/B | C#m/A# | A |
I’m no | t one of those | who can | easily | hide |
| E | B | G# | C#m |
I don’ | t have much | money, but | boy if I | did |
E | F#m7 | A | B |
I’d buy a big | house where | we both could | live |
E | Amaj7 | B | G#m |
If I was a sc | ulptor, | but then again | no |
| C#m | C#m7/B | C#m/A# | A |
Or a m | an who makes | potions in a | travelling | show |
E | B | G# | C#m |
I know it’s not | much but it’s the | best I can | do |
E | F#m7 | A | E |
My gift is my | song, and | this one’s for | you |
B | C#m | F#m7 | A |
And you can tell | everybody | this is your | song |
B | C#m | F#m7 | A |
It may be | quite simple but | now that it’s | done |
C#m | C#m7/B |
I hope you don’t mind, | I hope you don’t mind |
C#m/A# | A |
That I put down in the | words |
| E | F#m7 | A | B |
How won | derful | life is while | you’re in the | world |
| E | Amaj7 | B/D# | G#m |
I sat | on the | roof | and kicked off the | moss |
| C#m | C#m7/B | C#m/A# | A |
Well a | few of the | verses, well, they’ve | got me quite | crossed |
E | B | G# | C#m |
But the sun’s been quite | kind, | while I wrote this | song |
E | F#m7 | A | B |
It’s for people like | you that they | keep it | turned on |
E | Amaj7 | B | G#m |
So excuse me forget | ting | but | these things I do |
| C#m | C#m7/B | C#m/A# | A |
You se | e I’ve f | orgotten if they’re | green or they’re | blue |
E | B | G# | C#m |
Anyway, | the thing is, what I really | mean | |
E | F#m7 | A | E |
Yours are the | sweetest eyes | I’ve ever seen | |
B | C#m | F#m7 | A |
And you can tell | everybody | this is your | song |
B | C#m | F#m7 | A |
It may be | quite simple but | now that it’s | done |
C#m | C#m7/B |
I hope you don’t mind, | I hope you don’t mind |
C#m/A# | A |
That I put down in the | words |
| E | F#m7 | A | B |
How won | derful | life is while | you’re in the | world |
C#m | C#m7/B |
I hope you don’t mind, | I hope you don’t mind |
C#m/A# | A |
That I put down in the | words |
| E | F#m7 | A | E |
How won | derful | life is while | you’re in the | world |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | we gonna | let it all hang down | |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | we gonna | chug-a-lug and shout | |
| A |
We gon’ s | timulate some action |
D |
We gon’ get some satisfaction |
D | E |
We gonna find out what it is all ab | out, wooo |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | we gonna | let it all hang down | |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | we gon’ | shake your tambourine | |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | it’s all gon’ | be peaches and cream | |
| A |
We goonna | cause talk and suspicion |
D |
We gon’ give an exhibition |
D | E |
We gon’ find out what it is all ab | out |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | we gon’ | let it all hang down | |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | we gon’ | let it all hang down | |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | we gon’ | shake your tambourine | |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | it’s all gon’ | be peaches and cream | |
| A |
We gonna | cause talk and suspicion |
D |
We gon’ give an exhibition |
D | E |
We gon’ find out what it is all ab | out, wooo |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | we gonna | let it all hang down | |
A | C | D | A |
After midnight, | we gonna | let it all hang down | |
A |
There is nothing that is wrong |
| D |
In wanting you to stay here with | me |
| A |
I k | now you’ve got somewhere to go |
But won’t you make yourself at home and
D | E |
Stay with me? And don’t you e | ver leave |
A | D |
Lay down Sally and r | est here in my arms |
E | A |
Don’t you think you want someone to t | alk to? |
A | D |
Lay down Sally, no n | eed to leave so soon |
E | A |
I’ve been trying all night long just to t | alk to you |
| A |
The s | un ain’t nearly on the rise |
| D |
And we still got the moon and stars ab | ove |
A |
Underneath the velvet skies |
| D |
Love is all that matters, won’t you s | tay with me? |
A | D |
Lay down Sally and r | est here in my arms |
E | A |
Don’t you think you want someone to t | alk to? |
A | D |
Lay down Sally, no n | eed to leave so soon |
E | A |
I’ve been trying all night long just to t | alk to you |
| A |
I l | ong to see the morning light |
| D |
Coloring your face so dreami | ly |
| A |
So d | on’t you go and say goodbye |
| D |
You can lay your worries down and s | tay with me |
A | D |
Lay down Sally and r | est here in my arms |
E | A |
Don’t you think you want someone to t | alk to? |
A | D |
Lay down Sally, no n | eed to leave so soon |
E | A |
I’ve been trying all night long just to t | alk to you |
A | D |
Lay down Sally and r | est here in my arms |
E | A |
Don’t you think you want someone to t | alk to? |
A | D |
Lay down Sally, no n | eed to leave so soon |
E | A |
I’ve been trying all night long just to t | alk to you |
G | D/F# | C | D |
It’s late in the | evening, | she’s wondering what cl | othes to wear |
G | D/F# | C | D |
She puts on her | make-up, | and brushes her | long blond hair |
C | D | G | D/F# | Em |
And then she a | sks me, | do I | look all | right |
| C | D | G |
And I say y | es, you look w | onderful toni | ght |
G | D/F# | C | D |
We go to | party, | and everyone t | urns to see |
G | D/F# | C | D |
This beautiful | lady, | who’s walking ar | ound with me |
C | D | G | D/F# | Em |
And then she | asks me, | do you | feel all right | |
| C | D | G |
And I say ye | s, I feel wo | nderful toni | ght |
| C | D | G | D/F# | Em |
I feel w | onderful bec | ause I see the l | ove light | in your e | yes |
| C | D | C | D |
And the w | onder of it a | ll is that you j | ust don’t real | ize |
G | D/F# | C | D |
It’s time to go | home now, | and I’ve got an aching h | ead |
G | D/F# | C | D |
So I give her the | car keys, | and she helps me to b | ed |
C | D | G | D/F# | Em |
And then I | tell her, | as I | turn out the | light |
| C | D | G | D/F# | Em | D |
I say my d | arling, you were w | onderful ton | ight | | | |
| C | D | G |
Oh my | darling, you were | wonderful to | night |
| D | A |
Cause I’ll | only kick you out of the d | oor |
| A |
I k | now your name is Rita |
| B |
Cause your p | erfume’s smelling sweeter |
| D | A |
Since w | hen I saw you down on the fl | oor |
| A |
You won’t n | eed too much persuading |
| B |
I don’t m | ean to sound degrading |
| D |
But with a f | ace like that |
| A |
You got nothing to laugh ab | out |
| A |
Red l | ips, hair, and fingernails |
| B |
I h | ear you’re a mean old Jezebel |
| D | A |
Lets | go up stairs and read my tarot ca | rds |
| D | A |
For ton | ight you better stay with | me |
| D | A |
For ton | ight you better stay with | me |
| B |
Please don’t say you l | ove me |
| D | A |
Cause you k | now I’ll only kick you out the d | oor |
| A |
Y | ea, I’ll pay your cab fare home |
| B |
You can | even use my best cologne |
| D | A |
Just d | on’t be here in the morning when I wake | up |
| D | A |
Cause ton | ight you’re gonna stay with | me |
Sit down, get up, get out
| D | A |
Cause ton | ight you’re gonna stay with | me |
| G | D/F# | A/E | D |
And the | sign said, | long-haired, freaky people | need not ap | ply |
| A | E | D | E |
So | I tucked my hair up | under my hat and I | went in to ask him | why |
F#m | D |
He said you look like a fine, upstanding young | man, I think you’ll do |
| A | E | D | E |
So, I | took off my hat and said, im | agine that, huh, | me workin’ for | you, whoa |
A | G | D |
Sign, sign, | everywhere a | sign |
A | D |
Blocking out the scenery, | breaking my mind |
A | E | G |
Do this, don’t do | that, can’t you read the | sign? |
| G | D/F# | A/E | D |
And the | sign said anybody | caught trespassing | would be shot on | sight |
| A | E | D | E |
So, I | jumped on the fence and I | yelled at the house, hey, | what gives you the | right |
| F#m | D |
To | put up a fence to keep me out or to | keep mother nature in |
| A | E | D | E |
If | God was here, he’d | tell you to your face, | man, you’re some kinda | sinner |
A | G | D |
Sign, sign, | everywhere a | sign |
A | D |
Blocking out the scenery, | breaking my mind |
A | E | G |
Do this, don’t do | that, can’t you read the | sign? |
| E |
Now, | hey you, mister, can’t you read? |
| D | A |
You’ve | got to have a shirt and | tie to get a seat |
| E |
You can’t even watch, no, | you can’t eat |
D | A | A |
You ain’t supposed to | be | here |
| G | D/F# | A/E | D |
And the | sign said, you | got to have a membership | card to get ins | ide, huh |
| G | D/F# | A/E | D |
And the | sign said | everybody welcome, come | in, kneel down and | pray |
| A | E |
But when they | passed around the plate at the | end of it all |
| D | E |
I | didn’t have a penny to | pay |
| F#m | D |
So I | got me a pen and a paper and I | made up my own little sign |
| A | E | D | E |
I said | thank you, lord, for | thinkin’ ‘bout me, I’m | alive and doin’ | fine |
A | G | D |
Sign, sign, | everywhere a | sign |
A | D |
Blocking out the scenery, | breaking my mind |
A | E | G |
Do this, don’t do | that, can’t you read the | sign? |
A | G | D |
Sign, sign, | everywhere a | sign |
A | D |
Blocking out the scenery, | breaking my mind |
A | E | G |
Do this, don’t do | that, can’t you read the | sign? |
A | G | D |
If you | wake up and | don’t want to smile |
A | G | D |
If it | takes just a | little while |
A | G | D |
Open your | eyes and | look at the day |
E |
You’ll see things in a different way |
A | G/A | D |
Don’t | stop t | hinking about tomorrow |
A | G/A | D |
Don’t | stop, | it’ll soon be here |
A | G/A | D |
It’ll | be b | etter than before |
E |
Yesterday’s gone, yesterday’s gone |
A | G | D |
Why not | think about | times to come |
A | G | D |
And not a | bout the | things that you’ve done |
A | G | D |
If your | life was | bad to you |
E |
Just think what tomorrow will do |
A | G | D |
Don’t | stop t | hinking about tomorrow |
A | G | D |
Don’t | stop, | it’ll soon be here |
A | G | D |
It’ll | be b | etter than before |
E |
Yesterday’s gone, yesterday’s gone |
A | G | D |
All I | want is to | see you smile |
A | G | D |
If it | takes just a | little while |
A | G | D |
I know you | don’t be | lieve that it’s true |
E |
I never meant any harm to you |
A | G/A | D |
Don’t | stop t | hinking about tomorrow |
A | G | D |
Don’t | stop, | it’ll soon be here |
A | G | D |
It’ll | be b | etter than before |
E |
Yesterday’s gone, yesterday’s gone |
A | G/A | D |
Don’t | stop t | hinking about tomorrow |
A | G/A | D |
Don’t | stop, | it’ll soon be here |
A | G | D |
It’ll | be b | etter than before |
E |
Yesterday’s gone, yesterday’s gone |
A | G | D | A | G | D |
Ooo | h, | don’t you look | back | | |
A | G | D | A | G | D |
Ooo | h, | don’t you look | back | | |
A | G | D | A | G | D |
Ooo | h, | don’t you look | back | | |
A | G | D | A | G | D |
Ooo | h, | don’t you look | back | | |
C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
| | | |
C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
I took my | love and I took it | down | |
C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
Climbed a | mountain and I turned a | round | |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
And I | saw my re | flection in the | snow-covered | hills |
| C | G/B | Am7 | Am7 |
Till the | landslide | brought me | down | |
G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
Oh, | mirror in the | sky what is | love | |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
Can the | child within my | heart rise a | bove | |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
Can I | sail through the | changing | ocean ti | des |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
Can I | handle the | seasons | of my | life |
C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
C | G/B | Am7 | D/F# |
M | mm | | |
| G | D/F# | Em |
Well, | I’ve been a | fraid of | changing cause I |
C | G/B | Am | D/F# |
Built my | life around | you | |
| G | D/F# | Em |
But | time makes you | bolder, even | children get older |
| C | G/B | Am7 | Am7 | G/B |
And | I’m getting | older | too | → | |
C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
C | G/B | Am7 | D/F# |
| | | |
| G | D/F# | Em |
Well, | I’ve been | ’fraid of | changing cause I |
C | G/B | Am | Am | D/F# |
Built my | life around | you | → | |
| G | D/F# | Em |
But | time makes you | bolder, even | children get older |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
And | I’m getting | older | too | |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
Oh, | I’m getting | older | too | |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
Ah, | ah, take my | love, take it | down | |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
Ah, | ah, climb a | mountain and turn ar | ound | |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
And if you | see my refl | ection in the | snow-covered | hills |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
Will the | landslide | bring you | down? | |
| C | G/B | Am7 | G/B |
And if you | see my re | flection in the | snow-covered | hills |
| C | G/B | Am7 |
Will the | landslide | bring you | down? |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 |
O | h, oh, the | landslide | bring you d | own |
A | A | D/A | A | D/A | D/A | D/A | A |
| | | | | | | x2 |
| A | D/A | A |
There she s | tood in t | he s | treet |
D/A | A |
Smiling from her head to her f | eet |
| A | D/A | A |
I said he | y, what i | s t | his, now baby maybe |
| D/A | A |
May | be she’s in need of a k | iss |
| A | D/A | A |
I said he | y what’s y | our name | baby? |
D/A | A |
Maybe we can see things the | same |
| D/A | A |
Now don’t you wait o | r hesitat | e |
| D/A | A |
Let’s mo | ve before they raise the parking r | ate, ow |
A | G/D | G/D | A |
All right | now baby it’s | all right | now |
A | G/D | G/D | A |
All right | now baby it’s | all right | now |
A | A | D/A | A | D/A | D/A | D/A | A |
| | | | | | | x1 |
| A | D/A | A |
I took her | home to | my | place |
D/A | A |
Watching every move on her f | ace |
| A | D/A | A |
She said | look what’s y | our g | ame baby? |
| D/A | A |
A | re you tryin’ to put me in | shame? |
| A | D/A | A |
I said | slow don’t go | so | fast |
D/A | A |
Don’t you think that love can | last? |
| D/A | A |
She said love | lord a | bove |
D/A | A |
Now you’re tryin’ to trick me in lo | ve |
A | G/D | G/D | A |
All right | now baby it’s | all right | now |
A | G/D | G/D | A |
All right | now baby it’s | all right | now |
| E |
I come i | n last night about half past ten |
That baby of mine wouldn’t let me in
| A | E |
So | move it on over, | rock it on over |
| B | A | E | B |
Move o | ver little dog, the m | ean old dog is movin’ i | n | |
| E |
She t | old me not to mess around |
But I done let the deal go down
| A | E |
M | ove it on over, | rock it on over |
| B | A | E | B |
Move o | ver nice dog, a | big bad dog is movin’ i | n | |
| E |
She c | hanged the lock on my back door |
Now my key won’t fit no more
A | E |
Move it on over, | rock it on over |
| B | A | E | B |
Move o | ver nice dog, a | mean old dog is movin’ i | n | |
| E |
She t | hrew me out just as pretty as she pleased |
Pretty soon I be scratchin’ fleas
| A | E |
Mov | e it on over, sli | de it on over |
| B | A | E | B |
Move o | ver nice dog, a m | ean, old dog is movin’ i | n | |
| E |
Yeah, | listen to me dog before you start to whine |
That side’s yours and this side’s mine
| A | E |
So move i | t on over, roc | k it on over |
| B | A | E | B |
Move | over little dog, a | big, old dog is movin’ i | n | |
| E |
Yeah, she c | hanged the lock on my back door |
Now my key won’t fit no more
A | E |
Move it on over, | rock it on over |
| B | A | E | B |
Move | over little dog, a | big, old dog is movin’ i | n | |
E |
Move it on over, move it on over |
A | E |
Move it on over, won’t ya r | ock it on over |
| B | A | E |
Move | over cool dog, a | hot dog’s movin’ | in |
About the house rent blues
I come home one Friday
Had to tell the landlady I done lost my job
She said that don't befront me
Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent
And out the door I went
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So I goes to the landlady |
I said, you let me slide?
I'll have the rent for you tomorrow or the next day I don't know
So said let me slide it on you know people
I notice when I come home in the evenin'
She ain't got nothing nice to say to me
But for five year she was so nice
Lord, she was lovey-dovey
I come home one particular evenin'
The landlady said, you got the rent money yet?
I said, no, can't find no job
Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent
She said I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job
Said I seen you today you was standin' on a corner
Leaning up against a post
I said but I'm tired, I been walkin' all day
She said that don't befront me
Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent
And out the door I went
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So I go down the streets |
Down to my good friend’s house
I said Look man, I'm outdoors, you know
Can I stay wicha maybe a couple days?
He said uh, let me go and ask my wife
He come out of the house, I could see in his face
I knowed it was "no"
He said I don't know man, ah she kinda funny, an' all
I said I know, everybody funny, now you funny, too
So I go back home, I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent
She said yeah, I said aw yeah
And then she was so nice
Lord, she was lovey-dovey
So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go
I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go
She a-hollerin' about the front rent, she be lucky to get any back rent
She ain't gonna get none of it
So I stop in the local bar, you know, people
I go to the bar, I hang my coat, I call the bartender
I said look man, come down here, he got down there
Said, whatchoo want?
| E | B | E | B |
One bo | urbon, one s | cotch, one b | eer | |
| E |
Well I a | in’t seen my baby since I don’t know when |
| E |
I been d | rinking bourbon whiskey, scotch and gin |
E |
Gonna get high man, I’m gonna get loose |
E |
Need me a triple shot o’ that juice |
E |
Gonna get drunk, don’t you have no fear |
| E |
I w | ant one bourbon, one scotch, and one beer |
| E | B | E | B |
One bo | urbon, one s | cotch, one b | eer | |
E |
But I’m sittin’ there, at the bar |
I’m gettin’ drunk, I’m feelin’ mellow
I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer
Looked down the bar, here come the bartender
I said look man, come down here, he got down there
Said, whatchoo want?
| E | B | E | B |
One bo | urbon, one s | cotch, one b | eer | |
| E |
No, I a | in’t seen my baby since the night before last |
E |
Gotta get a drink man, I’m gonna get gassed |
E |
Gonna get high man, I ain’t had enough |
E |
Need me a triple shot of that stuff |
E |
Gonna get drunk, won’tcha listen right here |
| E |
I w | ant one bourbon, one shot ‘n one beer |
| E | B | E | B |
One bo | urbon, one s | cotch, one b | eer, well all right | |
E7 | E7 | A7 | E7 |
B7 | A7 | E7 | E7 | B7 |
| | | → | |
E |
Now by this time I’m plenty high |
You know when your mouth a-getting dry, you’re plenty high
Looked down the bar, I see'da my bartender
I said look man, come down here, he got down there
He said whatchoo want this time?
I said look man, a-what time is it?
He said the clock on the wall say three o'clock
Last call for alcohol, so what you need?
| E | B | E | B |
One bo | urbon, one s | cotch, one b | eer, well all right | |
| E |
Lord, I a | in’t seen my baby since a-nigh on a week |
E |
Gotta get drunk man, so I can’t even speak |
E |
Gonna get high man, listen to me |
E |
One drink ain’t enough Jack, you better make it three |
E |
Gonna get drunk, I’m gonna make it real clear |
| E |
I | want one bourbon, one scotch ‘n’ one beer |
| E | B | E | B |
One bo | urbon, one s | cotch, one b | eer, well all right | |
| Am | Dm7 |
At | first I was afraid, I was | petrified |
| G | Cmaj7 |
Kept thinking | I could never live without you | by my side |
| Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
But then I | spent so many nights thinking | how you did me wrong |
| Esus4 | E |
And I grew | strong, and I learned | how to get along |
| Am | Dm7 |
And so you’re | back from outer | space |
| G | Cmaj7 |
I just walked | in to find you here with that sad | look upon your face |
| Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
I should have | changed that stupid lock, I should have m | ade you leave your key |
| Esus4 | E |
If I had | known for just one second you’d be | back to bother me |
| Am | Dm7 |
Go on now | go, walk out the d | oor |
| G | Cmaj7 |
Just turn ar | ound now ‘cause you’re not | welcome anymore |
Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
Weren’t you the one who tried to | hurt me with goodbye |
| Esus4 | E |
Did you think I’d c | rumble? Did you think | I’d lay down and die? |
| Am | Dm7 |
Oh no, not | I, I will sur | vive |
| G | Cmaj7 |
Oh, as | long as I know how to love I k | now I’ll stay alive |
| Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
I’ve got | all my life to live, and I’ve got | all my love to give |
| Esus4 | E | Am |
And I’ll sur | vive, I will sur | vive, hey h | ey |
Am7 | Dm7 | G | Cmaj7 |
Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 | Esus4 | E |
| | | |
| Am | Dm7 |
It took | all the strength I had not to | fall apart |
| G | Cmaj7 |
Kept trying | hard to mend the pieces of my | broken heart |
| Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
And I spent | oh so many nights just feeling | sorry for myself |
| Esus4 | E |
I used to | cry, but now I | hold my head up high |
| Am | Dm7 |
And you see | me, somebody | new |
| G | Cmaj7 |
I’m not that | chained up little person still in | love with you |
| Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
And so you | felt like dropping in and just ex | pect me to be free |
| Esus4 | E |
Now I’m | saving all my loving for some | one who’s loving me |
| Am | Dm7 |
Go on now | go walk out the | door |
| G | Cmaj7 |
Just turn | around now ‘cause you’re not | welcome anymore |
Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
Weren’t you the one who tried to | break me with goodbye |
| Esus4 | E |
Did you think | I’d crumble? Did you think | I’d lay down and die? |
| Am | Dm7 |
Oh no, not | I, I will sur | vive |
| G | Cmaj7 |
Oh | as long as I know how to love I kn | ow I’ll stay alive |
| Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
I’ve got | all my life to live, I’ve got | all my love to give |
| Esus4 | E |
And I’ll sur | vive, I will sur | vive, oh |
| Am | Dm7 |
Go on now | go walk out the | door |
| G | Cmaj7 |
Just turn | around now ‘cause you’re not | welcome anymore |
Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
Weren’t you the one who tried to | break me with goodbye |
| Esus4 | E |
Did you think | I’d crumble? Did you think | I’d lay down and die? |
| Am | Dm7 |
Oh no, not | I, I will sur | vive |
| G | Cmaj7 |
Oh | as long as I know how to love I kn | ow I’ll stay alive |
| Fmaj7 | Bm7b5 |
I’ve got | all my life to live, I’ve got | all my love to give |
| Esus4 | E | Am |
And I’ll sur | vive, I will sur | vive, I will surv | ive |
E | Emaj7 | A | B7 |
Freddy my | love, I miss you | more than words can | say |
E | Emaj7 | C#7sus4 | C#7 |
Freddy my | love, please keep in | touch while you’re a | way |
F#m7 | F#m7b5 | B7 |
Hearing from | you can make the | day so much better |
G#m | G#m7b5/D | C#7sus4 | C#7 |
Getting a | souvenir or | maybe a | letter |
F#m7 | Am/D | E/B | A |
I really | flipped over the | gray cashmere | sweater |
| E | Emaj7 | A | B7 |
Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love |
E | Emaj7 | A | B7 |
Freddy you | know, your absence | makes me feel so | blue |
E | Emaj7 | C#7sus4 | C#7 |
That’s okay | though, your presents | make me think of | you |
F#m7 | F#m7b5 | B7 |
My ma will | have a heart at | tack when she catches |
G#m | G#m7b5/D | C#7sus4 | C#7 |
Those pedal | pushers with the | black leather | patches |
F#m7 | Am/D | E/B | A |
Oh how I | wish I had a | jacket that | matches |
| E | Emaj7 | A | E7 |
Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love |
| A | B7 | G#m | E |
Don’t | keep your letters | from me, I | thrill to every | line |
| Am7 | B7 | Em | Em |
Your | spelling’s kinda | crummy, but | honey so is | mine |
| F#m7b5 | B7+5 | B7 | Em | A7 |
I | treasure every | gifti | e, the | ring is really | nifty |
| Dmaj7 | C#m7 | F#m7 | B7 |
You | say it cost you | fifty, so you’re | thrifty, I don’t | mind |
| E | Emaj7 | A | B7 |
Woah, oh, oh, | oh, Freddy you | see, you’ll hold me | in your arms some | day |
E | Emaj7 | C#7sus4 | C#7 |
And I will | be wearing your | lacy linge | rie |
F#m7 | F#m7b5 | B7 |
Thinking a | bout it, my heart’s | pounding already |
G#m | G#m7b5/D | C#7sus4 | C#7 |
Knowing when | you come home, we’re | bound to go | steady |
F#m7 | Am/D | E/B | A |
And throw your | service pay a | round like con | fetti |
| E | Emaj7 | A | B7 |
Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love |
E | Emaj7 | A | B7 |
Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love |
E | Emaj7 | A | B7 |
Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love |
E | Emaj7 | A | B7 |
Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love, Freddy my | love |
| D | G | A | G | A | G |
M: | Summer l | ovin’, | had me a b | last | | |
| D | G | A | G | A | G |
F: | Summer l | ovin’, | happened so | fast | | |
| D | G | A | B |
M: | I met a | girl | crazy for | me |
| E | A | E | A |
F: | Met a b | oy, | cute as can | be |
| D | G | A | B |
Both: | Summer d | ays, | driftin’ a | way to |
| Em | A | D |
A | h those s | ummer n | ights |
| A | G | A |
Men: Oh, | well-a | well-a | well-a |
| D | G | E | A |
Men: | Tell me | more, tell me | more, did you | get very far? |
| D | G | E | A |
Women: | Tell me | more, tell me | more, like, does | he have a car? |
| D | G | A | G | A | G |
All: Doo- | doo ah ah doo- | doo doo- | doo doo | doo | doo | doo |
| D | G | A | G | A | G |
M: | She swam | by me, | she got a c | ramp | | |
| D | G | A | G | A | G |
F: | He ran | by me, | got my suit | damp | | |
| D | G | A | B |
M: | I saved her l | ife, | she nearly d | rowned |
| E | A | E | A |
F: | He showed | off, | splashing ar | ound |
| D | G | A | B |
Both: | Summer s | un, | something be | gun but |
Em | A | D |
Oh those | summer | nights |
| A | G | A |
Both: Oh, | well-a | well-a | well-a |
| D | G | E | A |
Women: | Tell me | more, tell me | more, was it | love at first sight |
| D | G | E | A |
Men: | Tell me | more, tell me | more, did she | put up a fight |
| D | G | A | G | A | G |
All: Doo- | doo ah ah doo- | doo doo- | doo doo | doo | doo | doo |
| D | G | A | G | A | G |
M: | Took her | bowling | in the ar | cade | | |
| D | G | A | G |
F: | We went s | trolling, | drank lemon | ade |
| D | G | A | B |
M: | We made o | ut, | under the d | ock |
| E | A | E | A |
F: | We stayed | out, | till ten o’c | lock |
| D | G | A | B |
Both: | Summer f | ling | don’t mean a t | hing but |
Em | A | Bb |
Ah those s | ummer n | ights |
| Eb | Ab | F | Bb |
Men: | Tell me | more, tell me | more, but you | don’t gotta brag |
| Eb | Ab | F | Bb |
Women: | Tell me | more, tell me | more, ‘cause he | sounds like a drag |
| Eb | Ab | Bb | Ab |
All: | Shoo bop bop | shoo be bop | shoo bop bop | shoo bop bop |
| Eb | Ab | Bb | Ab |
All: | Shoo bop bop | shoo be bop | shoo bop bop | yeah |
| Eb | Ab | Bb | Ab |
F: | He got f | riendly, | holding my | hand |
| Eb | Ab | Bb | Ab |
M: | Well she got f | riendly, | down in the | sand |
| Eb | Ab | Bb | C |
F: | He was | sweet, | just turned eig | hteen |
| F | Bb | F | Bb |
M: | She was | good, you | know what I | mean |
| Eb | Ab | Bb | C |
Both: | Summer | heat, | boy and girl | meet, but |
Fm | Bb | B |
Oh those s | ummer n | ights |
| E | A | F# | B |
Women: | Tell me | more, tell me | more, how much | dough did he spend? |
| E | A | F# | B | E |
Men: | Tell me | more, tell me | more, could she ge | t me a | friend? |
| D | G | A | G | A | G |
F: | It’s turned | colder, | that’s where it | ends | | |
| D | G | A | G | A | G |
M: | So I told he | r, | we’d still be f | riends | | |
| D | G | A | B |
F: | Then we | made | our true love | vow |
| E7 | A7 | E7 | A7 |
M: | Wonder | what | she’s doin’ | now |
| D | G | A | B |
Both: | Summer | dreams, | ripped at the | seams, but |
| Em | A | Ddim | D |
Ah | those | summer | ni | ghts |
| D | G | D | D | G | D |
All: | Tell me m | ore, tell me | more ohhh | | | |
| Dm | A# | F |
I got | chills, they’re multiplyin’, and I’m | losin’ con | trol |
| A | Dm |
‘Cause the | power you’re | supplyin’, it’s electrifyin’ |
| F | Am | Dm | A# |
You better shape | up, ‘cause I | need a man, | and my heart is set on | you |
| F | Am | Dm | A# |
You better shape | up, you better | understand, | to my heart I must be tr | ue |
| A# |
Nothing | left, nothing left for me to do |
| F | A# |
You’re the | one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh | ooh, honey |
| F | A# |
The | one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh | ooh, honey |
| F | A# |
The | one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh | ooh |
A# | C | C7 |
The one I | need (the one I need), oh yes ind | eed (yes indeed) |
| Dm | A# | F |
If you’re f | illed with affection, you’re too s | hy to con | vey |
| A | Dm |
Medi | tate in my di | rection, feel your way |
| F | Am |
I better shape | up, cause you | need a man (I need a man) |
Dm | A# |
Who can keep me satis | fied |
| F | Am |
I better shape | up, if I’m | gonna prove (you better prove) |
Dm | A# |
That my faith is justi | fied |
| A# |
Yes I’m s | ure down deep inside |
| F | A# |
You’re the | one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh | ooh, honey |
| F | A# |
The | one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh | ooh, honey |
| F | A# |
The | one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh | ooh |
A# | C | C7 |
The one I | need (the one I need), oh yes | indeed (yes indeed) |
| F | A# |
You’re the | one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh | ooh, honey |
| F | A# |
The | one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh | ooh, honey |
| F | A# |
The | one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh | ooh |
A# | C | C7 |
The one I | need (the one I need), oh yes | indeed (yes indeed) |
| F |
You’re the | one that I want |
| C | Em7 |
You’re a | rich girl and you’ve | gone too far |
| Am7 | C/G |
‘Cause you k | now it don’t matter anyw | ay |
F | C/E |
You can rely on the | old man’s money |
Dm7 | F/G |
You can rely on the ol | d man’s money |
| C | Em7 |
It’s a bi | tch girl but it’s | gone too far |
| Am7 | C/G |
‘Cause you k | now it don’t matter anyw | ay |
F | C/E |
Say money but it w | on’t get you too far |
| Dm7 | Em7 | Fmaj7 | Dm7 |
And | don’t | you | know, don’t you | know |
| C/G | Dm7 | Em7 | Am7 |
That it’s | wrong, oh, to | take what he’s | givin’ | you |
Dm7 | Em7 | Fmaj7 | Dm7 |
So | far | gone, on your own | |
| Dm7 | Am7 | Dm7 |
And you can g | et along i | f you | try to be strong |
Am7 | F/G | F/A | G/B | F/C |
But you’ll | never be st | rong | | ’cause |
| C | Em7 |
You’re a | rich girl and you’ve | gone too far |
| Am7 | C/G |
‘Cause you k | now it don’t matter anyw | ay |
F | C/E |
You can rely on the | old man’s money |
Dm7 | F/G | F/A |
You can rely on the ol | d man’s | money |
| C | Em7 |
It’s a bi | tch girl but it’s | gone too far |
| Am7 | C/G |
‘Cause you k | now it don’t matter anyw | ay |
F | C/E |
Say money but it w | on’t get you too far |
Dm7 | Em7 | Fmaj7 | Dm7 |
High | and | dry, out of the | rain |
| C/G | Dm7 | Em7 | Am7 |
It’s so e | asy to hurt | others when you | can’t feel | pain |
| Dm7 | Em7 | Fmaj7 | Dm7 |
And d | on’t | you | know that a love can’t g | row |
| Dm7 | Am7 | Dm7 |
‘Cause there’s t | oo much to give, | ’cause you’d r | ather live |
Am7 | F/G | F/A | G/B | F/C |
For the thr | ill of it | all | oh | |
| C | Em7 |
You’re a | rich girl and you’ve | gone too far |
| Am7 | C/G |
‘Cause you k | now it don’t matter anyw | ay |
F | C/E |
You can rely on the | old man’s money |
Dm7 | F/G | F/A |
You can rely on the ol | d man’s | money |
| C | Em7 |
It’s a bi | tch girl and it’s | gone too far |
| Am7 | C/G |
‘Cause you k | now it don’t matter anyw | ay |
F | C/E |
Say money but it w | on’t get you too far |
F | Am7 | C/G |
Say money but it w | on’t get you | too far |
F | C/E |
Say money but it w | on’t get you too far |
| Dm7 | Em7 | F | C/E |
And | you | say | you can rely on the | old man’s money |
Dm7 | F/G | F/A |
You can rely on the ol | d man’s | money |
| C | Em7 |
You’re a | rich girl, a r | ich girl |
| Am7 | C/G |
Oh | h you’re a | rich rich girl |
F | C/E |
Say money but it w | on’t get you too far |
F | Am7 | C/G |
Say money but it w | on’t get you | too far |
F | C/E |
Say money but it w | on’t get you too far |
Bsus4 | B |
Everybody’s high on conso | lation |
Bsus4 | B |
Everybody’s trying to tell me what is | right for me |
Bsus4 | B |
My daddy tried to bore me with a | sermon |
| G#m | C#m | Bsus4 | B |
But it’s | plain to | see that they can’t | comfort | me |
Bsus4 | B |
Sorry Charlie for the impos | ition |
Bsus4 | B |
I think I’ve got it got it, got the strength to | carry on |
Bsus4 | B |
I need a drink and a quick de | cision |
| G#m | C#m | Bsus4 | B |
Now it’s | up to | me, ooh | what will | be |
| A | G#m | F#m |
She’s | gone oh | I, oh | I’d |
| B |
Better | learn how to face it |
| A | G#m | F#m |
She’s | gone oh | I, oh | I’d |
| B |
Pay the | devil to replace her |
| A | G#m |
She’s | gone oh | I what went wrong |
Bsus4 | B |
Get up in the morning look in the | mirror |
Bsus4 | B |
I’m worn as her tooth brush hanging | in the stand |
Bsus4 | B |
My face ain’t looking any | younger |
| G#m | C#m | Bsus4 | B |
Now | I can | see love’s taken her | toll on | me |
| A | G#m | F#m |
She’s | gone oh | I, oh | I’d |
| B |
Better | learn how to face it |
| A | G#m | F#m |
She’s | gone oh | I, oh | I’d |
| B |
Pay the | devil to replace her |
| A | G#m |
She’s | gone oh | I what went wrong |
Bsus4 | B |
Think I’ll spend eternity in the | city |
Bsus4 | B |
Let the carbon and monoxide choke my | thoughts away |
Bsus4 | B |
And pretty bodies help dissolve the | memories |
G#m | C#m | Bsus4 | B |
But they can never | be what she | was to | me |
| A | G#m | F#m |
She’s | gone oh | I, oh | I’d |
| B |
Better | learn how to face it |
| A | G#m | F#m |
She’s | gone oh | I, oh | I’d |
| B |
Pay the | devil to replace her |
| A | G#m | F#m7 |
She’s | gone oh | I what went | wrong |
Asus2 | Asus4 | Dsus2/A | G/A | A |
| | | | |
| A | C |
My | child arrived just the | other day |
| D | A |
He | came to the world in the | usual way |
| A | C |
But there were | planes to catch and | bills to pay |
D | A |
He learned to walk while I | was away |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | Em/D |
And he was | talkin’ ‘fore I | knew it, and | as he grew | |
| C | G/B | A |
He’d say | I’m gonna | be like | you, Dad |
| C | G/B | A |
You | know I’m gonna | be like | you |
| A | G |
And the | cat’s in the cradle and the | silver spoon |
C | D |
Little boy blue and the | man in the moon |
A |
When you comin’ home Dad? |
| G | C | G/B | A |
I | don’t know when but | we’ll get to | gether then | |
| C | G/B | A |
You | know we’ll have a | good time | then |
Asus2 | Asus4 | Dsus2/A | G/A | A |
| | | | |
| A | C |
My | son turned ten just the | other day |
| D | A |
He said, | thanks for the ball, Dad, come | on, let’s play |
| A |
Can you | teach me to throw? |
| C | D |
I said, | not today, I got a | lot to do |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | Em/D |
And he, | he walked a | way, but his | smile never | dimmed |
| C | G/B | A |
It said, | I’m gonna | be like | him, yeah |
| C | G/B | A |
You | know I’m gonna | be like | him |
| A | G |
And the | cat’s in the cradle and the | silver spoon |
C | D |
Little boy blue and the | man in the moon |
A |
When you comin’ home Dad? |
| G | C | G/B | A |
I | don’t know when but | we’ll get to | gether then | |
| C | G/B | A |
You | know we’ll have a | good time | then |
Asus2 | Asus4 | Dsus2/A | G/A | A |
| | | | |
| A | C |
Well, he | came from college just the | other day |
| D | A |
So | much like a man I just | had to say |
| A | C |
Son, I’m | proud of you, can you | sit for a while? |
| D | A |
He | shook his head and he | said with a smile |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | Em/D |
What I’d | really like, | Dad, is to | borrow the ca | r keys |
C | G/B | A |
See you | later, can I | have them please? |
| A | G |
And the | cat’s in the cradle and the | silver spoon |
C | D |
Little boy blue and the | man in the moon |
A |
When you comin’ home son? |
| G | C | G/B | A |
I | don’t know when but | we’ll get to | gether then | , Dad |
| C | G/B | A |
You | know we’ll have a | good time | then |
| A | C |
I’ve | long since retired, my | son’s moved away |
D | A |
I called him up just the | other day |
| A | C |
I said, I’d | like to see you if | you don’t mind |
| D | A |
He said I’d | love to, Dad, if I could | find the time |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | Em/D |
You see my | new job’s a | hassle and the | kids have the f | lu |
| C | G/B | A |
But it’s | sure nice | talkin’ to | you, Dad |
| C | G/B | A |
It’s been | sure nice | talkin’ to | you |
| G | G/F# | Em7 | Em/D |
And as I | hung up the | phone it | occured to m | e |
| C | G/B | A |
He’d | grown up | just like | me |
| C | G/B | A |
My | boy was | just like | me |
| A | G |
And the | cat’s in the cradle and the | silver spoon |
C | D |
Little boy blue and the | man in the moon |
A |
When you comin’ home son? |
| G | C | G/B | A |
I | don’t know when but | we’ll get to | gether then | , Dad |
| C | G/B | A |
We’re | gonna have a | good time | then |
Asus2 | Asus4 | Dsus2/A | G/A | A |
| D |
Doctor, my e | yes have seen the years |
| F#m | Bm |
And the s | low parade of fears without c | rying |
| G | D |
Now I w | ant to und | erstand |
| D | F#m |
I have d | one all that I could, to see the | evil and the good |
| Bm | G | D |
Without | hiding, you must h | elp me if you c | an |
| Bm | D |
Doctor, my | eyes, | tell me what is wrong |
| Bm | A | G/D |
Was I un | wise to leave them o | pen for so lon | g |
| D |
‘Cause I have | wandered through this world |
| F#m | Bm |
And as each m | oment has unfurled, I’ve been | waiting |
| G | D |
To awak | en from these d | reams |
| D | F#m |
People g | o just where they will, I never | noticed them until |
| Bm | G | D |
I got this | feeling, that it’s | later than it | seems |
| Bm | D |
Doctor, my | eyes, | tell me what you see |
| Bm | A | C/D |
I hear their | cries, just say if i | t’s too late for m | e |
| Bm | D |
Doctor, my | eyes, they | cannot see the sky |
| Bm | A | G/D |
Is this the | price for having | learned how not to | cry |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
Looking out at the | road rushing under my wheels | | |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
Looking back at the | years gone by like so | many summer fields | |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
In sixty-five I was | seventeen and | running up 101 | |
C/G | G/B | D |
I don’t know where I’m | running now, I’m just | running on |
| C/G | G |
Running | on, running on | empty |
| C/G | G |
Running | on, running | blind |
| C/G | G |
Running | on, running into the | sun |
| Em |
But I’m running be | hind |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
Gotta do what you | can just to keep your love | alive | |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
Trying not to conf | use it with what you | do to sur | vive |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
In sixty-nine I was t | wenty-one and I | called the road my | own |
C/G | G/B | D |
I don’t know when that | road turned onto the | road I’m on |
| C/G | G |
Running | on, running on | empty |
| C/G | G |
Running | on, running | blind |
| C/G | G |
Running | on, running into the | sun |
| Em |
But I’m running be | hind |
Em | C/G | D | G |
Everyone I | know, | everywhere I | go |
Em | D | C |
People need some | reason to | believe |
| G |
I don’t know about | anyone but me |
Em | C | D | G |
If it takes all | night, | that’ll be all | right |
C | D | C/G | G/B | Am7 | G | Am7 | G/B |
If I can get you to | smile before I | leave | | | | | |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
Looking out at the | road rushing under my | wheels | |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
I don’t know how to | tell you all just how | crazy this life | feels |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
I look around for the | friends that I used to | turn to to pull me | through |
C/G | G/B | D |
Looking into their | eyes I see them | running too |
| C/G | G |
Running | on, running on | empty |
| C/G | G |
Running | on, running | blind |
| C/G | G |
Running | on, running into the | sun |
| Em |
But I’m running be | hind |
C/G | G |
Honey you really | tempt me |
| C/G | G |
You know the | way you look so | kind |
C/G | D | C/G | G/B | Am7 | G | Am7 | G/B |
I’d love to stick ar | ound but I’m running be | hind | | | | | |
C/G | D | C/G | G/B | Am7 | G | Am7 | G/B |
You know I don’t even | know what I’m hoping to | find | | | | | |
C/G | D | C/G | G/B | Am7 | G |
Running into the | sun but I’m running be | hind | | | |
| G | Em | C | D |
People | stay, | | just a | little bit |
| G | Em | C | D |
We wanna pl | ay, | | just a | little bit |
| G | Em | C | D |
Now the prom | oter don’t | mind | | |
| G | Em | C | D |
And the | union don’t | mind | | |
| G | Em | C | D |
If we | take a little time | , and we | leave it all be | hind |
| Em |
Singin’, | one more song |
| G | Em | C | D |
Oh, won’t you | stay, | | just a | little bit |
G | Em | C | D |
Please, | please, | please | say you will |
| G | Em | C | D |
Oh won’t you | stay, | | just a | little bit |
| G | Em | C | D |
Please | please, stay, | | just a | little bit |
| G | Em | C | D |
Now the prom | oter don’t | mind | | |
| G | Em | C | D |
And the | roadies don’t | mind | | |
| G | Em | C | D |
If we | take a little time | , and we | leave this all be | hind |
| Em |
Singin’, | one more song |
| Em | B7 | Em | B7 | Em7 |
When you’re d | own and | troubled and you | need a | helping | hand |
| Am7 | D7sus4 | G | Gsus4 | G |
And | nothing, oh, | nothing is going | right | | |
B7/F# | B7 | Em | B7 | Em | Em7 |
Close your | eyes and think of me and | soon I | will be | there | |
| Am7 | Bm7 | D7sus4 | D7 |
To | brighten up | even your darkest night | | |
| G | Gmaj7 | C | Am7 |
You just | call out my | name, and you | know wherever I | am |
| G | Gmaj7 | D7sus4 | D7 |
I’ll come | running, oh yeah baby | , to see you a | gain | |
G | Gmaj7 | C | Em |
Winter, spring, summer, or | fall, | all you got to do is | call |
| C | Bm7 | Am7 | D7sus4 |
And I’ll | be there, | yeah yeah yeah | → | |
| Em | B7 | Em | B7 | Em7 |
If the | sky a | bove you should turn | dark and | full of clouds | |
| Am7 | D7sus4 | G | Gsus4 | G |
And that | old north | wind should begin to blow | | | |
B7/F# | B7 | Em | B7 | Em7 |
Keep your head to | gether and | call my | name out | loud |
Am7 | Bm7 | D7sus4 | D7 |
Soon I’ll be | knocking upon your | door | |
| G | Gmaj7 | Cmaj7 | Am7 |
You just | call out my | name, and you | know wherever I | am |
| G | D7sus4 | D7 |
I’ll come | running, oh yes I will, to see you | again | |
G | Gmaj7 | C | Em |
Winter, spring, summer, or | fall, | all you got to do is | call |
| C | Bm7 | Am7 | D7sus4 |
And I’ll | be there, | yeah yeah yeah | → | |
| F | C |
Hey | ain’t it good to know that | you’ve got a friend when |
| C | Fmaj7 |
They’ll | hurt you and | desert you |
| Em | A7 |
Well they’ll | take your soul if you | let them |
| D7sus4 | D7 |
Oh yeah, but | don’t you let them | |
| G | Gmaj7 | Cmaj7 | Am7 |
You just | call out my n | ame, and you | know wherever I | am |
| G | D7sus4 | D7 |
I’ll come | running, to see you | again, | oh babe, don’t you know ‘bout |
G | Gmaj7 | C | Em |
Winter, spring, summer, or | fall, hey now, | all you got to do is | call |
| C | Bm7 | Am7 | D7sus4 |
Lord I’ll | be there, | yes I will | | |
| G | C | G |
You’ve got a frien | d, | you’ve got a | friend |
C | G |
Ain’t it good to know you’ve | got a friend |
| C | G |
Ain’t it | good to know you’ve got a fr | iend |
| C | Gsus4 | G |
Oh, y | eah, yeah, you’ve got a friend | | |
C |
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin’ for a train |
| G7 |
When I’s feelin’ near as faded as my | jeans |
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained
| C | F/C | C |
And rode us all the way into New Or | leans | | |
| C |
I | pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana |
| C7 | F |
I’s playin’ soft while B | obby sang the bl | ues |
F | C |
Windshield wipers slappin’ time, I was | holdin’ Bobby’s hand in mine |
G7 |
We sang every song that driver knew |
F | C |
Freedom’s just another word for | nothin’ left to lose |
G7 | C |
Nothin’, it ain’t nothin’ hon’, if it ain’t fr | ee |
| F | C |
And | feelin’ good was easy, lord, oh, | when he sang the blues |
| G7 |
You know | feelin’ good was good enough for me |
| C |
Good enough for me and my Bobby Mc | Gee |
| D |
From the | Kentucky coal mines to the California sun |
| A7 |
Yeah Bobby shared the secrets of m | y soul |
Through all kinds of weather, through everything we done
| D |
Yeah Bobby baby kept me from the | cold |
| D |
One | day up near Salinas, lord, I let him slip away |
| D7 | G |
He’s lookin’ for that h | ome and I hope he f | inds it |
| D |
Well I’d trade all my tomorrows for one | single yesterday |
| A7 |
To be | holdin’ Bobby’s body next to mine |
G | D |
Freedom’s just another word for | nothin’ left to lose |
A7 | D |
Nothin’, and that’s all that Bobby left | me |
| G | D |
Well, | feelin’ good was easy, lo | rd, when he sang the blues |
| A7 |
And | feelin’ good was good enough for me |
| D |
Good enough for me and my Bobby Mc | Gee |
| D |
La da | da, la da daa, la da daa da daa da daa |
| A7 |
La da da da daa dadada Bobby Mc | Geeah |
Laa li daa da daa daa, la da daa da daa
| D |
Laa la laa la daada Bobby Mc | Geeah yeah |
| D |
La di | da, ladida la dida la di daa, ladida la dida la di daa |
| A7 |
Hey now Bobby now now Bobby Mc | Gee yeah |
Lo lo lo lolo lo lo laa, lololo lo lolo lo lolo lo lolo lo la laa
| D |
Hey now Bobby no no Bobby McG | ee yeah |
| D |
Lord, I | called him my lover, I called him my man |
I said I called him my lover, did the best I can
| A7 |
C’mon, hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby McG | ee, yeah |
Lo lo lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord, a lord oh
| D |
Hey, hey, hey, Bobby McG | ee, lord |
I'd like to do a song of great social and political import
| E | A | E |
Oh l | ord, won’t you buy me a | Mercedes | Benz? |
| E | F#m | B7 |
My f | riends all drive Porsches, I | must make am | ends |
| E | E | A |
Worked | hard all my lifetime, no | help from my | friends |
| E | B7 | E |
So | lord, won’t you buy me a | Mercedes | Benz? |
| E | A | E |
Oh l | ord, won’t you buy me a | color T | V? |
| E | F#m | B7 |
“ | Dialing for dollars” is t | rying to find | me |
| E | E | A |
I | wait for delivery each | day until th | ree |
| E | B7 | E |
So oh | lord, won’t you buy me a | color T | V? |
| E | A | E |
Oh | lord, won’t you buy me a | night on the | town? |
| E | F#m | B7 |
I’m | counting on you, lord, p | lease don’t let me | down |
E | E | A |
Prove that you love me and | buy the next ro | und |
| E | B7 | E |
Oh | lord, won’t you buy me a | night on the | town |
| E | A | E |
Oh l | ord, won’t you buy me a | Mercedes | Benz? |
| E | F#m | B7 |
My | friends all drive Porsches, I m | ust make a | mends |
| E | A | E |
Worked | hard all my lifetime, no | help from my fr | iends |
| E | B7 | E |
So | lord, won’t you buy me a | Mercedes | Benz |
| E | B7 | E |
So | lord, won’t you buy me a | Mercedes | Benz |
| G |
Well, the south | side of Chicago |
| A7 |
Is the ba | ddest part of town |
| B7 |
And if you | go down there |
| C | D7 | C | G | D7 |
You better | just beware of a | man name of | Leroy | Brown | |
| G |
Now, | Leroy more than trouble |
| A7 |
You see he | stand about six foot four |
| B7 | C |
All the d | owntown ladies call him treetop l | over |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
All the | men just | call him | sir | |
| G |
And he’s | bad, bad, Leroy Brown |
| A7 |
The | baddest man in the whole damn town |
B7 | C |
Badder than old King Kon | g |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
And | meaner than a | junkyard | dog | |
| G |
Now, | Leroy, he a gambler |
| A7 |
And he | like his fancy clothes |
| B7 | C |
And he | like to wave his | diamond rings |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
In front of | every | body’s | nose | |
| G |
He got a | custom Continental |
| A7 |
He got an | El Dorado too |
| B7 | C |
He got a | thirty-two gun in his | pocket for fun |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
He got a | razor | in his | shoe | |
| G |
And he’s | bad, bad, Leroy Brown |
| A7 |
The | baddest man in the whole damn town |
B7 | C |
Badder than old King Kon | g |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
And | meaner than a | junkyard | dog | |
| G |
Well, | Friday ‘bout a week ago |
| B7 | C |
And at the | edge of the bar sat a | girl name of Doris |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
And | oh, that | girl look | nice | |
| G |
Well, he | cast his eyes upon her |
| A7 |
And the | trouble soon began |
| B7 | C |
And | Leroy Brown, he learned a | lesson ‘bout messin’ |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
With the | wife of a | jealous | man | |
| G |
And he’s | bad, bad, Leroy Brown |
| A7 |
The | baddest man in the whole damn town |
B7 | C |
Badder than old King Kon | g |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
And | meaner than a | junkyard | dog | |
| G |
Well, the | two men took to fightin’ |
| A7 |
And when they | pulled them from the floor |
B7 | C |
Leroy looked like a | jigsaw puzzle |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
With a | couple of | pieces | gone | |
| G |
And he’s | bad, bad, Leroy Brown |
| A7 |
The | baddest man in the whole damn town |
B7 | C |
Badder than old King Kon | g |
| D7 | C | G | D7 |
And | meaner than a | junkyard | dog | |
| G |
Yeah he’s | bad, bad, Leroy Brown |
| A7 |
The | baddest man in the whole damn town |
B7 | C |
Badder than old King Kon | g |
| D7 | C | G |
And | meaner than a | junkyard | dog |
| B7 | C |
Yes, you were | badder than old King | Kong |
| D7 | C | G |
And | meaner than a | junkyard | dog |
| Amaj7 | C#m |
Well, I | know it’s kind of | late |
| Bm | E |
I | hope I didn’t | wake you |
| Amaj7 | C#m |
But what I | got to say can’t | wait |
| Bm | E |
I | knew you’d under | stand |
D | G#7 |
Every time I | tried to tell you |
| C#7 | F#m | D |
The | words just came out | wrong | |
| Amaj7 | E | D | A |
So, I’ll | have to say I | love you in a song | | |
| Amaj7 | C#m |
Yeah I k | now it’s kind of | strange |
| Bm | E |
But | every time I’m | near you |
| Amaj7 | C#m |
I just | run out of things to | say |
| Bm | E |
I | knew you’d under | stand |
D | G#7 |
And every time I | tried to tell you |
| C#7 | F#m | D |
The | words just came out | wrong | |
| Amaj7 | E | D | A |
So, I’ll | have to say I | love you in a song | | |
D | G#7 |
Every time the | time was right |
| C#7 | F#m | D |
All the | words just came out | wrong | |
| Amaj7 | E | D | A |
So I’ll | have to say I | love you in a song | | |
| Amaj7 | C#m |
Yeah, I | know it’s kind of | late |
| Bm | E |
I | hope I didn’t | wake you |
| Amaj7 | C#m |
But there’s | something that I just got to | say |
| Bm | E |
I | knew you’d under | stand |
D | G#7 |
Every time I | tried to tell you |
| C#7 | F#m | D |
The | words just came out | wrong | |
| Amaj7 | E | D | A |
So, I’ll | have to say I | love you in a song | | |
G | Bm | Am | C | G/B | Am | D7 | G |
| | | → | → | → | → | x2 |
G | Bm | C | G/B | Am | C | G/B | Am | G |
Opera | tor oh could you | help | me p | lace this call | → | → | → | |
Am | D7/F# | Em | D | D/C | D/B | D/A | G |
See the number on the mat | chbook is old and f | aded | → | → | → | | |
G | Bm | C | G/B | Am | G | C | G/B | Am | G |
She’s living in L.A. | with my bes | t old | | ex-fri | end Ray | → | → | → | |
Am | D7/F# | Em | D | D/C | D/B | D/A | G |
A guy she said she | knew well and sometimes hat | ed | → | → | → | | |
G | C/G | G |
Isn’t that the way | they say it goes | |
| C | D |
But let’s for | get all | that |
| G | Am |
And | give me the number if | you can find it |
| C | D | Em | Bm | D | Am |
So | I | can | call just to | tell ‘em I’m | fine and to s | how |
D7 | C | G/B |
I’ve overcome the blow, | I’ve learned to take it well | |
| Am | C |
I only wish my words | could just convince myself | |
| D | C |
That it just wasn’t rea | l, but th | at’s not the way it feels |
G | Bm | Am | C | G/B | Am | D7 | G |
| | | → | → | → | → | |
G | Bm | C | G/B | Am | C | G/B | Am | G |
Opera | tor oh could you | help | me p | lace this call | → | → | → | |
Am | D7/F# | Em | D | D/C | D/B | D/A | G |
‘Cause I can’t read the | number that you just gav | e me | → | → | → | | |
G | Bm | C | G/B | Am | G | C | G/B | Am | G |
There’s something in my | eyes, you know it | ha | ppens | every t | im | → | → | → | |
Am | D7/F# | Em | D | D/C | D/B | D/A | G |
I think about the | love that I thought would save | me | → | → | → | | |
G | C/G | G |
Isn’t that the way | they say it goes | |
| C | D |
But let’s for | get all | that |
| G | Am |
And | give me the number if | you can find it |
| C | D | Em | Bm | D | Am |
So | I | can | call just to | tell ‘em I’m | fine and to s | how |
D7 | C | G/B |
I’ve overcome the blow, | I’ve learned to take it well | |
| Am | C |
I only wish my words | could just convince myself | |
| D | C |
That it just wasn’t rea | l, but th | at’s not the way it feels |
G | C/G | G |
| That’s not the way it feels | |
G | Bm | C | G/B | Am | G | C | G/B | Am | G |
Oper | ator, oh let’s for | get | ab | out this | call | → | → | → | |
Am | D7/F# | Em | D | D | D/C | D/B | D/A | G |
There’s no one there | I really wanted to tal | k to | | → | → | → | | |
G | Bm | C | G/B | Am | G | C | G/B | Am | G |
Thank you for your time, | oh you’ve been | so m | uch | more t | han k | ind → | → | → | |
Am | D7/F# | Em | D | D/C | D/B | D/A | G |
You can keep the | dime | | → | → | → | | |
G | C/G | G |
Isn’t that the way | they say it goes | |
| C | D |
But let’s for | get all | that |
| G | Am |
And | give me the number if | you can find it |
| C | D | Em | Bm | D | Am |
So | I | can | call just to | tell ‘em I’m | fine and to s | how |
D7 | C | G/B |
I’ve overcome the blow, | I’ve learned to take it well | |
| Am | C |
I only wish my words | could just convince myself | |
| D | C |
That it just wasn’t rea | l, but th | at’s not the way it feels |
G | Bm | Am | C | G/B | Am | D7 | G |
| | | → | → | → | → | x2 |
D |
Nibblin’ on sponge cake, watchin’ the sun bake |
| A |
All of those tourists covered with | oil |
A7 |
Strummin’ my six string, on my front porch swing |
| D | D7 |
Smell those shrimp they’re beginnin’ to | boil | |
G | A | D | D7 |
Wastin’ | away again in Margar | itaville | |
G | A | D | D7 |
Searchin’ for my | lost shaker of | salt | |
G | A | D | A |
Some people | claim that there’s a | wom | an to |
G | A | D |
Blame, but I | know, it’s nobody’s | fault |
D |
Don’t know the reason, I stayed here all season |
| A |
Nothin’ to show but this brand new tat | too |
A7 |
But it’s a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here |
G | A | D | D7 |
Wastin | away again in Margar | itaville | |
G | A | D | D7 |
Search’in’ for my | lost shaker of | salt | |
G | A | D | A |
Some people | claim that there’s a | wom | an to |
G | A | D |
Blame, now I | think, hell it could be my | fault |
D |
I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top |
| A |
Cut my heel had to cruise on back | home |
A7 |
But there’s booze in the blender, and soon it will render |
| D | D7 |
That frozen concoction that helps me hang | on | |
G | A | D | D7 |
Wastin’ | away again in Margar | itaville | |
G | A | D | D7 |
Searchin’ for my | lost shaker of | salt | |
G | A | D | A |
Some people | claim that there’s a | wom | an to |
G | A | D |
Blame, but I | know, it’s my own damn | fault |
D7 | G | A | D | A |
Yes and | some people | claim that there’s a | wom | an to |
G | A | D |
Blame, and I | know, it’s my own damn | fault |
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| Em | C |
Well | I’ll be damned here comes your | ghost again |
| G | D |
But that’s not un | usual it’s just that the | moon is full |
| Em |
And you happened to | call |
| Em | C |
And | here I sit hand on the | telephone |
| G | D |
I’m hearing a | voice I’d known a couple of | light years ago |
| Em |
Heading straight for a | fall |
| C | D |
Well we | both know what memories can | bring |
| Em |
They bring diamonds and | rust |
| C | D |
Well we | both know what memories can | bring |
| Em |
They bring diamonds and | rust |
| Em | C |
As | I remember, your eyes were bluer than | robins’ eggs |
| G | D |
My poetry was | lousy you said, but where are you | calling from? |
| Em |
A booth in the | mid-west |
Em | C |
Ten years ago I bought you some | cuff-links |
| G |
And you bought me | something |
| D |
We both know what | memories can bring |
| Em |
They bring diamonds and | rust |
| Em | C |
You | burst on the scene, already a | legend |
| G | D |
The unwashed phe | nomenon, the original | vagabond |
| Em |
You | strayed into my arms |
| Em | C |
And | there you stayed, temporarily | lost at sea |
| G | D |
The Madonna was | yours for free, the girl on the | half-shell |
| Em |
Could keep you un | harmed |
| C | D |
Well we | both know what memories can | bring |
| Em |
They bring diamonds and | rust |
| C | D |
Well we | both know what memories can | bring |
| Em |
They bring diamonds and | rust |
| Bm7 |
Now I | see you standing with brown leaves falling all around |
| Am7 |
And | snow in your hair |
| Bm7 |
Now you’re | smiling out of the window of that crummy hotel |
| Am7 |
Over | Washington Square |
| C |
Our | breath comes out of white clouds |
| G |
Mingles and | hangs in the air |
| Fmaj7 |
Speaking | strictly for me |
| B7 |
We both could have died then and | there |
| Em | C |
Now you’re | telling me you’re not nos | talgic |
| G | D |
Then give me another | word for it you who are so | good with words |
| Em |
And at keeping things | vague |
| Em |
‘Cause | I need some of that vagueness now |
| C |
It’s all come back too | clearly |
| G | D |
Yes I loved you | dearly, and if you’re offering | diamonds and rust |
| C | D |
Well we | both know what memories can | bring |
| Em |
They bring diamonds and | rust |
| C | D |
Well we | both know what memories can | bring |
| Em |
They bring diamonds and | rust |
| C | D |
Well we | both know what memories can | bring |
| Em |
They bring diamonds and | rust |
| C | D |
Well we | both know what memories can | bring |
| Em |
They bring diamonds and | rust |
C | D | Em |
Diamonds, | diamonds, and | rust |
C | D | Em |
Diamonds, | diamonds, and | rust |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I have a | mansion | forget the pr | ice |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
Ain’t never | been there they t | ell me it’s n | ice |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I live in | hotels t | ear out the w | alls |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I have ac | countants | pay for it a | ll |
A | A/G | A/F# | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
They say I’m | crazy but I | have a good | time | → | | → | |
| A | A/G | A/F# | A |
I’m just | looking for | clues at the | scene of the | crime |
| D | A/C# | B |
Life’s been | good to | me so f | ar |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
My Mase | rati does | one-eighty- | five |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I lost my l | icense | now I don’t dr | ive |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I have a | limo | ride in the b | ack |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I lock the | doors in | case I’m att | acked |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I’m making | records my | fans they can’t w | ait |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
They write me l | etters t | ell me I’m gr | eat |
| G | D/F# | Em | D |
So I g | ot me an | office gold | records on the w | all |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
Just leave a | message, m | aybe I’ll c | all |
A | A/G | A/F# | A |
Lucky I’m | sane after | all I’ve been | through |
| Bm | A | Bm | A |
Everybody says | I’m | cool ( | He’s | cool) |
A | A/G | A/F# | A |
I can’t comp | lain but somet | imes I still | do |
| D | A/C# | B |
Life’s been | good to | me so f | ar |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I go to | parties some | times until f | our |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
It’s hard to | leave when you c | an’t find the d | oor |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
It’s tough to | handle this f | ortune and f | ame |
| G | D/F# | Em | D |
Everyb | ody’s so d | ifferent | I haven’t ch | anged |
A | A/G | A/F# |
They say I’m l | azy but it t | akes all my time |
| Bm | A | Bm | A |
Everybody says | oh | yeah ( | Oh | yeah) |
A | A/G | A/F# | A |
I keep on g | oing guess I’ll | never know | why |
| D | A/C# | B |
Life’s been | good to | me so f | ar |
D | G | D |
Takin’ my time, | → | choosin’ my line |
G | D | G | D |
→ | Tryin’ to decide | what to | do |
G | D | G | D |
→ | Looks like my stop, | don’t | wanna get off |
G | D | G | D | D |
→ | Got myself hung up | on yo | u | |
| Bm | G |
Seems to m | e, you don’t w | anna talk about it |
| Bm | G | A | D |
Seems to m | e, you just | turn your pretty | head and walk | away |
D | G | D |
Places I’ve known, | → | things that I’m growin’ |
G | D | G | D |
→ | Don’t taste the same w | itho | ut you |
G | D | G | D | G |
I g | ot myself in, th | e w | orst mess I been, and | I |
D | G | D |
Find myself startin’ t | o d | oubt you |
| Bm | G |
Seems to m | e, talk all n | ight here comes the morning |
| Bm | G | A | D |
Seems to m | e, you just f | orget what we sa | id and greet the | day |
| Bm | G |
Seems to m | e, you don’t w | anna talk about it |
| Bm | G | A | D |
Seems to m | e, you just | turn your pretty | head and walk | away |
| D | G | D |
Iiiii... got to | cool myself down, | → | stompin’ around |
G | D |
→ | Thinkin’ some words, I can’t blame ya |
G | D | D |
→ | Meet ya half way, I got | nothin’ to say |
G | D |
→ | Still I don’t s’pose I can blame ya |
| Bm | G |
Seems to m | e, you don’t w | anna talk about it |
| Bm | G | A | D |
Seems to m | e, you just | turn your pretty | head and walk | away |
G | Em | D | C | G |
Almost Heaven, | West Virginia, | Blue Ridge Mountains, Sh | enandoah R | iver |
G | Em | D |
Life is old there, | older than the trees, y | ounger than the mountains |
| C | G |
Bl | owin’ like a br | eeze |
| G | D | Em | C |
Country r | oads, take me h | ome, to the p | lace, I bel | ong |
| G | D | C | G |
West Virg | inia, mountain m | ama, take me h | ome, country r | oads |
G | Em | D | C | G |
All my memories | gather round her, | miner’s lady, str | anger to blue w | ater |
G | Em | D |
Dark and dusty, p | ainted on the sky, m | isty taste of moonshine |
| G | D | Em | C |
Country r | oads, take me h | ome, to the p | lace, I bel | ong |
| G | D | C | G |
West Virg | inia, mountain m | ama, take me h | ome, country r | oads |
Em | D | G |
I hear her v | oice, in the m | orning hour she calls me |
| C | G | D |
The | radio rem | inds me of my | home far away |
| Em | F | C |
And | driving down the r | oad I get a f | eeling |
| G | D | D7 |
That I | should have been home | yesterday, yesterd | ay |
| G | D | Em | C |
Country r | oads, take me h | ome, to the p | lace, I bel | ong |
| G | D | C | G |
West Virg | inia, mountain m | ama, take me h | ome, country r | oads |
| G | D | Em | C |
Country r | oads, take me h | ome, to the p | lace, I bel | ong |
| G | D | C | G |
West Virg | inia, mountain m | ama, take me h | ome, country r | oads |
| D | G |
Take me h | ome, (down) country r | oads |
| D | G |
Take me h | ome, (down) country r | oads |
A | D |
Imagine there’s no | heaven |
D | F#m/C# | Bm7 | A |
Imagine | all the | people | |
A | D |
Imagine there’s no | countries |
A | D |
Nothing to kill or | die for |
D | F#m/C# | Bm7 | A |
Imagine | all the | people | |
E |
Living life in peace, you-hoo |
D | E | A | C# |
You may | say I’m a | dreamer | |
D | E | A | C# |
But I’m | not the only | one | |
D | E | A | C# |
I hope some | day you’ll | join us | |
D | E | A |
And the | world will | live as one |
A | D |
Imagine no pos | sessions |
A | D |
No need for greed or | hunger |
D | F#m/C# | Bm7 | A |
Imagine | all the | people | |
D | E | A | C# |
You may | say I’m a | dreamer | |
D | E | A | C# |
But I’m | not the only | one | |
D | E | A | C# |
I hope some | day you’ll | join us | |
D | E | A |
And the | world will | live as one |
A | E | A |
‘Cause all we are | saying is give peace a | chance |
E | C#m |
Instant Karma’s gonna get you | |
E | C#m |
Gonna knock you right in the head | |
E | C#m |
You better get yourself together | |
C | D | E |
Pretty soon your gon | na be dead | |
A | F#m |
What in the world you thinking o | f? |
A | F#m |
Laughing in the face of l | ove |
G | Em |
What on Earth you tryin’ to do? | |
E | C#m |
Instant Karma’s gonna get you | |
E | C#m |
Gonna look you right in the face | |
E | C#m |
Better get yourself together darlin’ | |
C | D | E |
Join the human | race | |
A | F#m |
How in the world you gonna | see? |
A | F#m |
Laughing at fools like | me |
G | Em |
Who on Earth do you think you | are? |
| D | F#m | Bm |
Well we | all | shine o | n |
| D | F#m | Bm |
Like the | moon and the | stars and the | sun |
| D | F#m | Bm |
Well we | all | shine | on |
E | C#m |
Instant Karma’s gonna get you | |
E | C#m |
Gonna knock you off your feet | |
E | C#m |
Better recognize your brothers | |
A | F#m |
Why in the world are we | here? |
A | F#m |
Surely not to live in pain and | fear |
G | Em |
Why on Earth are you | there? |
| A | B |
When you’re e | verywhere gonna | get your share |
| D | F#m | Bm |
Well we | all | shine o | n |
| D | F#m | Bm |
Like the | moon and the | stars and the | sun |
| D | F#m | Bm |
Well we | all | shine | on |
A | B |
Come on and on and o | n on |
| D | F#m | Bm |
Well we | all | shine o | n |
| D | F#m | Bm |
Like the | moon and the | stars and the | sun |
| D | F#m | Bm |
Well we | all | shine | on |
A | D | A |
I can see c | learly now the r | ain is gone |
A | D | E |
I can see a | ll obstacles | in my way |
A | D | A |
Gone are the d | ark clouds that | had me blind |
| G | D | A |
It’s gonna be a b | right, br | ight, sunshiny d | ay |
| G | D | A |
Gonna be a b | right, br | ight, sunshiny d | ay |
A | D | A |
I think I can m | ake it now the p | ain is gone |
A | D | E |
All of the | bad feelings have | disappeared |
A | D | A |
Here is that ra | inbow I’ve been | praying for |
| G | D | A |
It’s gonna be a b | right, br | ight, sunshiny d | ay |
C | G |
Look all around, there’s nothing but | blue skies |
C | C/E | E/B |
Look straight ahead, there’s | nothing but | blue skies |
A | D | A |
I can see c | learly now the r | ain is gone |
A | D | E |
I can see a | ll obstacles | in my way |
A | D | A |
Gone are the d | ark clouds that | had me blind |
| G | D | A |
It’s gonna be a b | right, br | ight, sunshiny d | ay |
| G | D | A |
It’s gonna be a b | right, br | ight, sunshiny d | ay |
| G | D | A |
It’s gonna be a b | right, br | ight, sunshiny d | ay |
| G | D | A |
It’s gonna be a b | right, br | ight, sunshiny d | ay |
| C | D/F# | G |
They | paved paradise and | put up a parking lot | |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
With a | pink hotel, a | boutique, and a swingin’ hot spot | |
G | G9 |
Don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| C | D | G |
They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
They | took all the trees, and | put ‘em in a tree museum | |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
And they | charged the people a | dollar and a half to see them | |
No, no, no
G | G9 |
Don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| C | D | G |
They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| Cadd9 | G |
Hey far | mer, farmer, put away your DDT | |
| Cadd9 |
I don’t care about | spots on my apples |
D11 | G |
Leave me the birds and the bees | please |
G | G9 |
Don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| C | D | G |
They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| C | D | G |
Hey now they | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
Listen, | late last night, I | heard a screen door | slam |
| Cadd9 | D/F# | G |
And a bi | g yellow taxi to | ok my girl away | |
| G | G9 |
Now | don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| Cadd9 | D | G |
They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| G | G9 |
Hey now now | don’t it always | seem to go |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Am7 |
That you don’ | t know | what you | got till it’s gone |
| C | D | G |
They | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| C | D | G |
Why now they | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
| C | D | G |
Hey hey hey | paved paradise and p | ut up a parking lot | |
Cadd9 |
I don’t wanna give it, why you wanna give it? |
| G |
Why you wanna | giving it all away? Hey, hey, hey |
Cadd9 |
Now you wanna give it, oh she wanna give it |
| G |
‘Cause she | giving it all away no no |
Cadd9 |
I don’t wanna give it, why you wanna give it? |
| G |
Why you wanna | giving it all away? |
D/F# | G |
Giving it all a | way |
Am7 | Cadd9 | G |
| Why you | want me? |
Am7 | Cadd9 | G |
| Why do you | want me? |
| C | D | G |
They | paved paradise and | put up a parking lot | |
| G | Em | F |
When the | lights go | down in the | city |
| G | Em | F |
And the | sun shines | on the | bay |
| G | Em | F |
I | want to be th | ere in my | city, oh |
G | Em | F |
So you | think you’r | e lonely |
G | Em | F |
Well my | friend I’m l | onely too |
G | Em | F |
I want to get | back to my | city by the bay |
| Em | C | G |
It’s | sad, | oh there’s been | mornings |
| Em | C |
Out on the road with | out you | |
Em | C | G |
O-o-o | oh, my, my, | my my my |
| G | Em | F |
When the | lights go | down in the | city |
| G | Em | F |
And the | sun shines | on the | bay |
| G | Em | F |
Ooh I | want to be th | ere in m | y city |
| G | Em | F |
When the | lights go | down in the | city |
| G | Em | F |
And the | sun shines | on the | bay |
| G | Em | F |
Ooh I | want to be th | ere in m | y city |
Em | F | G |
Oh, | oh, | oh-o-o, mmmm |
| D |
Yo | u make me weak, and wanna die |
| G |
Jus | t when you said we’d try |
| D | A | C | D |
L | ovin’, t | ouchin’, squ | eezin’, each | other |
D |
When I’m alone, all by myself |
| G |
Y | ou’re out with someone else |
| D | A | C | D |
L | ovin’, t | ouchin’, squ | eezin’, each | other |
Bm | D |
You’re tearin’ me apart | every, every day |
Bm | D |
You’re tearin’ me apart, | oh what can I say? |
Bm | C | A |
You’re tearin’ me apart | | |
D |
It won’t be long, yes till you’re alone |
| G |
When your l | over, oh he hasn’t come home |
| D | A |
‘Cause he’s l | ovin’, ooh he’s t | ouchin’ |
| C | D |
He’s sq | ueezin’ an | other |
Bm | D |
He’s tearin’ you apart | , ooh, every, every day |
Bm | D |
He’s tearin’ you apart, | oh girl, what can you say? |
| Bm | C | D |
‘Cause he’s | lovin’, t | ouchin’, a | nother |
| Bm | C |
Now, it’s | your turn girl to c | ry |
G/D | D | G/D | D | G/D | D | G/D | D |
Na n | a na | na n | a na | na | na na | na n | a |
G/D | D | G/D | D | Bm | C |
Na | na na | na | na na | na na na na | na |
Em |
Winter is here again oh lord |
| D |
Haven’t been home in a year or more | |
| C | Em |
I hope she | holds on a little | longer |
Em |
Sent a letter on a long summer day |
| D |
Made of silver, not of clay | |
| C | Em |
Ooh I’ve been | running down this d | usty road |
| Em | G | D |
Ooh the | wheel in the | sky keeps on | turning |
| Em | G | D |
I | don’t know where | I’ll be to | morrow |
Em | G | D |
Wheel in the | sky keeps on | turning |
Em |
I’ve been trying to make it home |
| D |
Got to make it before too long | |
| C | Em |
Ooh I can’t | take this very much | longer |
Em |
I’m stranded in the sleet and rain |
| D |
Don’t think I’m ever gonna make it home ag | ain |
| C |
The mo | rning sun is rising |
| Em | G | D |
Ooh the | wheel in the | sky keeps on | turning |
| Em | G | D |
I | don’t know where | I’ll be to | morrow |
Em | G | D |
Wheel in the | sky keeps on | turning |
For tomorrow
| Em | G | D |
Oh the | wheel in the | sky keeps on | turning |
| Em | G | D |
I | don’t know where | I’ll be to | morrow |
Em | G | D |
Wheel in the | sky keeps on | turning |
| Em | G | D |
Ooh, I | don’t know, I | don’t know | |
Em | G | D |
Wheel in the | sky keeps on | turning |
Em | G | D |
Don’t know where | I’ll be to | morrow |
| Em | G | D |
Ooh the | wheel in the | sky keeps | turning |
Em | G | D |
Wheel in the | sky keeps on | turning |
G | Gmaj7 | Gadd9 | G | Esus2 | Esus4 | Em | Esus2 |
Gadd9 | G | Gmaj7 | Gadd9 | Em | Esus2 | Esus4 | Em |
| | | | | | | |
| G | D/F# | Em |
I | close | my e | yes |
D | Am7 | Em |
Only for a m | oment and the | moment’s gone |
D | Am7 | Em |
Pass before my | eyes a curi | osity |
A/C# | D | Em | Em/D |
Dust | in the w | ind | |
| A/C# | D | Em |
A | ll they are is | dust in the | wind |
D | Am7 | Em |
Just a drop of | water in an | endless sea |
D | Am7 | Em |
Crumbles to the | ground though we re | fuse to see |
A/C# | D | Em | Em/D |
Dust | in the w | ind | |
| A/C# | D | Em |
A | ll we are is | dust in the | wind |
Em | D/E | C/E | C6/E |
Em | D/E | C/E | C6/E |
| | | |
G | Gmaj7 | Gadd9 | G | Esus2 | Esus4 | Em | Esus2 |
Gadd9 | G | Gmaj7 | Gadd9 | Em | Esus2 | Esus4 | Em |
| | | | | | | |
| G | D/F# | Em |
Now, | don’t | hang | on |
D | Am7 | Em |
Nothing lasts for | ever but the E | arth and sky |
| D | Am7 | Em |
And | all your money | won’t another | minute buy |
A/C# | D | Em | Em/D |
Dust | in the w | ind | |
| A/C# | D | Em |
A | ll we are is | dust in the | wind |
| Em/D |
(All we are is | dust in the wind) |
A/C# | D | Em | Em/D |
Dust | in the w | ind | |
| A/C# | D | Em |
E | verything is | dust in the | wind |
A | D | A |
Everyone considered him the | coward of the | county |
| A | E |
He’d n | ever stood one single time to prove the county | wrong |
| A | D | A |
His | mama named him Tommy, the | folks just called him | yellow |
| A | E | A |
But | something always told me they were | reading Tommy | wrong |
A | D | A |
He was only ten years old when his | daddy died in | prison |
A | E |
I looked after Tommy ‘cause he was my brother’s | son |
| A | D | A |
I | still recall the final words my | brother said to | Tommy |
A | E | A |
Son, my life is over, but | yours has just | begun |
A | D | A |
Promise me, son, not to | do the things I’ve | done |
D | A | E |
Walk away from | trouble if you | can |
A | D | A |
It won’t mean you’re weak if you | turn the other | cheek |
| A | D | E |
I h | ope you’re old | enough to under | stand |
| E | A |
Son, | you don’t have to fight to be a | man |
| A | D | A |
There’s s | omeone for everyone and | Tommy’s love was | Becky |
A | E |
In her arms he didn’t have to prove he was a | man |
| A | D | A |
One | day while he was workin’ the | Gatlin boys came | callin’ |
A | E | A |
They called Becky trashy, | told her she should | run |
A | D | A |
Tommy opened up the door and | saw his Becky | cryin’ |
| A | E |
The c | ryin’ eyes, the shattered look was more than he could | stand |
| A | D | A |
He | reached above the fireplace and took | down his daddy’s | picture |
| A | E | A |
As his | tears fell on his daddy’s face, he | heard these words | again |
A | D | A |
Promise me, son, not to | do the things I’ve | done |
D | A | E |
Walk away from | trouble if you | can |
| A | D | A |
Now | it won’t mean you’re weak if you | turn the other | cheek |
| A | D | E |
I h | ope you’re old | enough to under | stand |
| E | A |
Son, | you don’t have to fight to be a | man |
| A | D | A |
The G | atlin boys just laughed at him when he | walked into the | bar-room |
A | E |
One of them got up and met him halfway ‘cross the | floor |
| A | D | A |
When | Tommy turned around they said, hey | look ol’ yellow’s l | eavin’ |
A | E | A |
But you coulda heard a pin drop when | Tommy stopped and blocked the d | oor |
A | D | A |
Twenty years of crawlin’ was | bottled up ins | ide him |
| A | E |
He | wasn’t holdin’ nothin’ back, he let ‘em have it | all |
| A | D | A |
When | Tommy left the bar-room not a | Gatlin boy was | standin’ |
| A | E | A |
He | said, this one’s for Becky, as he | watched the last one | fall |
And I heard him say
| A | D | A |
I p | romised you, Dad, not to | do the things you’ve | done |
D | A | E |
I walk away from | trouble when I | can |
| A | D | A |
Now | please don’t think I’m weak, I didn’t | turn the other | cheek |
| D | E |
And papa, I sure | hope you under | stand |
| E | A |
Some | times you gotta fight when you’re a | man |
A | D | A |
Everyone considered him the | coward of the c | ounty |
| D | G | D |
On a | warm summer’s evenin’ on a | train bound for | nowhere |
| G | D | A |
I | met up with the | gambler, we were both too tired to | sleep |
| D | G | D |
So | we took turns a-starin’ out the | window at the | darkness |
| G | D | A | D |
Till | boredom overtook | us, | and he began to | speak |
| D | G | D |
He said, | son, I’ve made a life out of | readin’ people’s | faces |
| G | D | A |
And | knowin’ what their | cards were by the way they held their | eyes |
| D | G | D |
And if | you don’t mind my sayin’, I can | see you’re out of | aces |
| G | D | A | D |
For a | taste of your | whiskey I’ll | give you some | advice |
| D | G | D |
So I | handed him my bottle and he | drank down my last | swallow |
G | D | A |
Then he bummed a | cigarette and asked me for a | light |
| D | G | D |
And the | night got deathly quiet, and his | face lost all expr | ession |
| G | D | A | D |
Said, if you’re | gonna play the | game, boy, ya gotta | learn to play it | right |
| D | G | D |
You got to | know when to hold ‘em, | know when to | fold ‘em |
G | D | A |
Know when to | walk away and know when to | run |
| D | A | D | G | D |
You never | count | your | money when you’re | sittin’ at the | table |
| G | D | A | D |
There’ll be | time enough for | countin’ | when the dealin’s | done |
E | A | E |
Ev’ry gambler knows that the | secret to surv | ivin’ |
| A | E | B |
Is | knowin’ what to | throw away and knowing what to | keep |
| E | A | E |
‘Cause | ev’ry hand’s a winner and | ev’ry hand’s a | loser |
| A | E | B | E |
And the | best that you can | hope for is to | die in your | sleep |
| E | A | E |
And | when he’d finished speakin’, he | turned back towards the | window |
A | E | B |
Crushed out his ciga | rette and faded off to | sleep |
| E | A | E |
And | somewhere in the darkness the | gambler, he broke | even |
| A | E | B | E |
But | in his final | words I found an | ace that I could | keep |
| E | A | E |
You got to | know when to hold ‘em, | know when to | fold ‘em |
A | E | B |
Know when to | walk away and know when to | run |
| E | B | E | A | E |
You never | count | your | money when you’re | sittin’ at the | table |
| A | E | B | E |
There’ll be time | enough for | countin’ | when the dealin’s | done |
| E | A | E |
You got to | know when to hold ‘em, | know when to | fold ‘em |
A | E | B |
Know when to | walk away and know when to | run |
| E | B | E | A | E |
You never | count | your | money when you’re | sittin’ at the | table |
| A | E | B | E |
There’ll be time | enough for | countin’ | when the dealin’s | done |
A | F#m | Bm | E |
Why are there so m | any | songs about rai | nbows? |
| A | F#m | Bm | E |
And wh | at’s on the o | ther si | de? | |
A | F#m | Bm | E |
Rainbows are vi | sions, but o | nly il | lusions |
A | F#m | Bm | E |
Rainbows have no | thing to h | ide | |
Dmaj7 |
So we’ve been told and some choose to believe it |
| C#m7 |
But | I know they’re wrong wait and see |
Bm | E | Amaj7 | F# |
Someday we’ll f | ind it the rai | nbow conn | ection |
| Bm | E | A |
The l | overs, the dre | amers, and m | e |
A | F#m | Bm | E |
Who said that | every wish would | be heard and | answered |
| A | F#m | Bm | E |
When | wished on the mor | ning | star | |
A | F#m | Bm | E |
Somebody | thought of that and | someone beli | eved it |
| A | F#m | Bm | E |
And | look what it’s | done so | far | |
Dmaj7 |
What’s so amazing that keeps us stargazing? |
C#m7 |
And what do we think we might see? |
Bm | E | Amaj7 | F# |
Someday we’ll f | ind it the rai | nbow conn | ection |
| Bm | E | A |
The l | overs, the dre | amers, and m | e |
| E/G# | F#m | A |
All | of us un | der its spell | |
| Dmaj7 | A/C# | Bm7 | E |
We know | that it’s prob | ably mag | ic | |
A | F#m | Bm | E |
Have you been hal | f-asleep? And h | ave you heard v | oices? |
| A | F#m | Bm | E |
Well I’ | ve heard them cal | ling my n | ame | |
A | F#m | Bm | E |
Are these the s | weet sounds that ca | lled the young sa | ilors? |
A | F#m | Bm | E |
The voice might be o | ne and the s | ame | |
Dmaj7 |
I’ve heard it too many times to ignore it |
| C#m7 |
It’s | something that I’m s’posed to be |
Bm | E | Amaj7 | F# |
Someday we’ll f | ind it, the ra | inbow conn | ection |
| Bm | E | A |
The lo | vers, the dr | eamers, and | me |
E/G# | F#m | A |
La da dee | la da da | da |
| Dmaj7 | E | A |
La la | la la | la la | la |
A | D/A |
Beth I hear you | callin’ |
| E/A | F#m | E |
But I | can’t come home right | now | |
D | E/D |
Me and the boys are | playin’ |
| F#m | C#7sus4 | C#7/F |
And we | just can’t find the | sound | |
F#m | E |
Just a few more | hours |
| D | C#m |
And I’ll | be right home to | you |
| B7 | D | E |
I | think I hear them | callin’ | |
| F#m | F#m | E |
Oh | Beth what can I do? | | |
D | D/E | A |
Beth what | can I | do? |
A | D/A |
You say you feel so | empty |
| E/A | F#m | E |
That our | house just ain’t a | home | |
| D | E/D |
And | I’m always somewhere | else |
| F#m | C#7sus4 | C#7/F |
And | you’re always there al | one | |
F#m | E |
Just a few more | hours |
| D | C#m |
And I’ll | be right home to | you |
| B7 | D | E |
I | think I hear them | callin’ | |
| F#m | F#m | E |
Oh | Beth what can I do? | | |
D | D/E | A |
Beth what | can I | do? |
A | D/A |
Beth I know you’re | lonely |
| E/A | F#m | E |
And I | hope you’ll be | alright | |
| D | E7 |
‘Cause | me and the boys will be | playin’ |
D | A |
You show us every | thing you’ve got |
D | A |
You keep on dancin’ and the | room gets hot |
G | A | C | C | C | G | C | C | G |
You drive us | wild, we’ll drive you cr | azy | → | → | → | → | → | |
D | A |
You say you wanna | go for a spin |
D | A |
The party’s just begun, we’ll | let you in |
G | A | C | C | C | G | C | C | G |
You drive us | wild, we’ll drive you cr | azy | → | → | → | → | → | |
A# | C |
You keep on shoutin’, | you keep on shoutin’ |
D | G | A |
I wanna rock and roll all | night, | and party every day |
D | G | A |
I wanna rock and roll all | night, | and party every day |
D |
I wanna rock and roll all night, and party every day |
D | C | C | G | C | C | G |
I wanna rock and roll all night, and party every day | → | → | → | → | → | |
D | A |
You keep on sayin’ you’ll be | mine for a while |
D | A |
You’re lookin’ fancy and I | like your style |
G | A | C | C | C | G | C | C | G |
You drive us | wild, we’ll drive you cr | azy | → | → | → | → | → | |
D | A |
You show us every | thing you’ve got |
D | A |
Baby, baby, that’s | quite a lot |
G | A | C | C | C | G | C | C | G |
And you drive us | wild, we’ll drive you cr | azy | → | → | → | → | → | |
A# | C |
You keep on shoutin’, | you keep on shoutin’ |
D | G | A |
I wanna rock and roll all | night, | and party every day |
D | G | A |
I wanna rock and roll all | night, | and party every day |
D |
I wanna rock and roll all night, and party every day |
D | C | C | G | C | C | G |
I wanna rock and roll all night, and party every day | → | → | → | → | → | |
Am7 | D11 |
Hey sista, go sista, s | oul sista, go sista |
Am7 | D11 |
Hey sista, go sista, s | oul sista |
| Am7 | D11 |
He | met Marmalade down in o | ld New Orleans |
Am7 | D11 |
Struttin’ her stuff on the | street |
| Dm7 | Em7 |
She said | hello, hey Joe, you wanna | give it a go? |
Am7 | D11 |
Gitchi, gitchi, ya-ya, d | a-da |
| Am7 | D11 |
G | itchi, gitchi, ya-ya he | re |
Am7 | D11 |
Mocha chocolata, y | a-ya |
Em7 | Am7 |
Creole lady Marma | lade |
Am7 | D11 |
Voulez-vous coucher avec m | oi, ce soir? |
| Am7 | D11 |
V | oulez-vous coucher ave | c moi? |
| Am7 | D11 |
He | stayed in her boudoir while | she freshened up |
Am7 | D11 |
That boy drank all that magn | olia wine, on her |
Dm7 | Em7 |
Black satin sheets, is w | here he started to freak |
Am7 | D11 |
Gitchi, gitchi, ya-ya, d | a-da |
| Am7 | D11 |
G | itchi, gitchi, ya-ya he | re |
Am7 | D11 |
Mocha chocolata, y | a-ya |
Em7 | Am7 |
Creole lady Marma | lade |
Am7 | D11 |
Voulez-vous coucher avec m | oi, ce soir? |
| Am7 | D11 |
V | oulez-vous coucher ave | c moi? |
Am7 | D11 |
Seeing her skin feeling | silky smoothe |
| Am7 | D11 |
C | olor of cafe au la | it |
| Dm7 | Em7 |
Made the | savage beast inside | roar until it cried |
Am7 | D11 |
Now he’s at home doing | nine to five |
Am7 | D11 |
Living his brave life of l | ies |
| Dm7 | Em7 |
But when he | turns off to sleep, old | memories keep |
Am7 | D11 |
Gitchi, gitchi, ya-ya, d | a-da |
| Am7 | D11 |
G | itchi, gitchi, ya-ya he | re |
Am7 | D11 |
Mocha chocolata, y | a-ya |
Em7 | Am7 |
Creole lady Marma | lade |
Am7 | D11 |
Voulez-vous coucher avec m | oi, ce soir? |
| Am7 | D11 |
V | oulez vous coucher ave | c moi? |
Am7 | D11 |
Voulez-vous coucher avec m | oi, ce soir? |
Em7 | Am7 |
Creole lady Marma | lade |
C | Am | F | G | C |
Oh, oh-oh- | oh, oh- | ooh, | you don’t have to | go |
| Am | F | G | C |
Oh- | oh-oh- | ooh, | you don’t have to | go |
| Am | F | G | Am |
Oh- | oh-oh- | ooh, | you don’t have to g | o |
C | Am | F | G | C |
Aye, ah-ah- | ah, ah- | aye, | all those tears I | cried |
| Am | F | G | C |
Ah- | ah-ah- | aye, | all those tears I | cried |
| Am | F | G | Am |
Oh- | oh, ah- | aye, | baby please | don’t go |
Am | G |
When I read the letter you | wrote me |
It made me mad, mad, mad
Am | G |
When I read the words that it | told me |
It made me sad, sad, sad
Am | G |
But I still love you so, | I can’t let you go |
F | G |
I love you... | ooh, baby I love you |
C | Am | F | G | C |
Oh, oh-oh- | oh, oh- | ooh, | every breath I | take |
| Am | F | G | C | Am | F |
Oh- | oh-oh- | ooh, oooh, | every move I m | ake hey-hey | | |
G | Am |
Oh baby please | don’t go |
C | Am | F | G | C |
Aye, ah-ah- | ah, ah- | aye, you | hurt me to my | soul |
| Am | F | G | C |
Oh- | oh-oh- | ooh, | you hurt me to my | soul |
| Am | F | G | Am |
Oo | h, | | darling please | don’t go |
Am | G |
When I read the letter you | wrote me |
You made me mad, mad, mad
Am | G |
When I read the words that it | told me |
It made me sad, sad, sad
Am | G |
But I still love you so, | and I can’t let you go |
F | G |
I love you... | ooh, baby I love you |
C | Am | F | G | C |
Oh, oh-oh- | oh, oh- | ooh, | you don’t have to | go |
| Am | F | G | C |
Oh- | oh-oh- | ooh, | you don’t have to | go |
| Am | F | G | Am |
Oh- | oh-oh-o | oh, oh | baby | baby, please, please, please, please |
C | Am | F | G |
Oh-oh, oh-oh, | oh-oh baby, | oh-oh I really | love you baby |
C | Am | F | G |
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, | ooh-ooh darling, | | oh |
C | Am | F | G |
| Oh, oh | baby I still | love you so |
G | D |
We | come from the land of the ice and snow |
| D | G |
From the | midnight sun where the hot | springs blow |
Em |
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands |
To fight the horde and singing and crying
D | G | Em |
Valhalla, I am coming | | |
A# |
Our only goal will be the western shore |
G | D |
We | come from the land of the ice and snow |
| D | G |
From the | midnight sun where the hot | springs blow |
Em |
How soft your fields, so green |
| Em |
Can w | hisper tales of gore |
| Em | G |
Of | how we calmed the tides of war | |
D | G | Em |
We are your overlords | | |
A# |
Our only goal will be the western shore |
Em |
So now you better stop and rebuild all your ruins |
Em |
For peace and trust can win the day despite of all you’re losing |
| A |
It’s | been a long time since I rock and rolled |
It’s been a long time since I did the stroll
| D |
Ooh, | let me get back, let me get back |
| A |
Let me get back, baby, where I come | from |
| E |
It’s | been a long time, been a long time |
| D | A |
Been a long | lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely | time, yes, it has |
| A |
It’s | been a long time since The Book of Love |
I can’t count the tears of a life with no love
D |
Carry me back, carry me back, carry me back |
| A |
Baby, where I come | from, whoa-oh, oh |
| E |
It’s | been a long time, been a long time |
| D | A |
Been a long | lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely | time |
A |
Seems so long since we walked in the moonlight |
Making vows that just can’t work right
| D |
Oh yeah, | open your arms, open your arms, open your arms |
| A |
Baby, let my love come | running in, yeah |
| E |
It’s | been a long time, been a long time |
| D | A |
Been a long | lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely | time |
| E |
It’s | been a long time, been a long time |
| D |
Been a long | lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely time |
Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# | Fmaj7 | G/B | Am |
| | | | | | |
| Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# |
There’s a l | ady who’ | s sure all that g | litters is | gold |
| Fmaj7 | G/B | Am |
And she’s | buying a stairway to | heave | n |
| Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# |
When she g | ets there she | knows, if the s | tores are all c | losed |
| Fmaj7 | G/B | Am |
With a | word she can get what she | came f | or |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am | C | G/B | Dsus4 | D |
Ooh | , | oo | h, and she’s | buying a | stairway to | heaven | |
| C | D | Fmaj7 | Am |
There’s a | sign on the | wall but she w | ants to be | sure |
| C | D | Fmaj7 |
‘Cause you k | now sometimes w | ords have two | meanings |
| Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# |
In a tr | ee by th | e brook, there’s a | songbird who | sings |
| Fmaj7 | G/B | Am |
Sometimes a | ll of our thoughts are | misg | iven |
Am | Cmaj7/G# | C/G | D/F# | Fmaj7 | G/B | Am |
| | | | | | |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder | | | | | |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder | | | | | |
| C | G/B | Am |
There’s a fe | eling I | get when I | look to the west |
| C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
And my sp | irit is | crying for | leav | ing |
| C | G/B | Am |
In my t | hought | s I have seen rings of | smoke through the trees |
| C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
And the v | oices | of those who stand | looki | ng |
C | G/B |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder | | | | | |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder | | | | | |
| C | G/B | Am |
And it’s w | hispered that | soon if we | all call the tune |
| C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
Then the p | iper will | lead us to | reas | on |
| C | G/B | Am |
And a | new day will dawn | for | those who stand long |
| C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
And the fo | rests will | echo with | laught | er |
C | G/B |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | | | | | | | |
C | G/B | Am |
If there’s a | bustle in your | hedgerow, don’t be alarmed now |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
It’s just a | spring clean for the | May qu | een |
C | G/B | Am |
Yes, there are | two paths you can | go by, but in the long run |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
There’s still | time to change the | road you’re | on |
C | G/B |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | , it makes me w | onder | | | | | |
Am7 | D | Am7 | Am | Em | D | C | D |
Ooh | | | | | | | |
C | G/B | Am |
Your head is | humming and it w | on’t go, in case you don’t know |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
The piper’s | calling you to | join h | im |
C | G/B | Am |
Dear lady, | can you hear the | wind blow, and did you know |
C | G/B | Fmaj7 | Am |
Your stairway | lies on the | whispering | wind |
C | G/B |
D | Dsus4 | D | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | G/B |
D | Dsus4 | D | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | G/B |
| | | | | |
Am | G | F | G |
And as we | wind on down the | road | |
Am | G | F | G |
Our shadows | taller than our | soul | |
Am | G | F | G |
There walks a | lady we all k | now | |
Am | G | F | G |
Who shines white l | ight and wants to | show | |
Am | G | F | G |
How everyt | hing still turns to | gold | |
Am | G | F | G |
And if you | listen very | hard | |
Am | G | F | G |
The tune will | come to you at | last | |
Am | G | F | G |
When all are | one and one is | all | |
Am | G | Fmaj7 |
To be a r | ock and not to r | oll |
Fmaj7 | Am |
And she’s buying a stairway to heav | en |
Am | Asus4 | Am | G | D |
Am | Asus4 | Am | G | D | C |
C | G/B | Am |
→ | → | |
Am | Asus4 | Am | G | D |
Mea | sur | ing a | summer’s | day |
| Am | Asus4 | Am | G | D | C | G/B | Am |
I | only | find | it | slips a | way to | gray | → | |
| Am | G | D |
The | hours, they | bring me | pain |
G | D | C | D |
Tangerine, | | tangerine | |
G | D | C | D |
Living reflections | | from a dream | |
G | D | C | D |
I was her love, | | she was my queen | |
G | Dsus4 |
And now a thousand years be | tween |
Am | Asus4 | Am | G | D |
Think | ing | how it | used to b | e |
Am | Asus4 | Am | G | D | C | G/B | Am |
Does | she | still re | member | times | like these? | → | |
| Am | G | D |
To | think of | us a | gain |
And I do
G | D | C | D |
Tangerine, | | tangerine | |
G | D | C | D |
Living reflections | | from a dream | |
G | D | C | D |
I was her love, | | she was my queen | |
G | Dsus4 |
And now a thousand years be | tween |
G | A | Bm | Bm | A |
L | ove will a | bide | → | |
G | A | D |
Take thin | gs in s | tride |
G | F#7 | Bm |
So | unds like good adv | ice |
| E7 | A |
But there’s | no one at my s | ide |
| G | A | Bm | Bm | A |
And | time | washes cl | ean | → | |
G | A | D |
Love’s w | ounds unse | en |
G | F#7 | Bm |
Th | at’s what someone t | old me |
| E7 | A |
But I d | on’t know what it | means |
| G | D |
‘Cause | I’ve done everyt | hing I know |
F#7 | Bm | G |
To try and make you | mine | |
| D | A | Bm | G |
And I | think I’m | gonna | love you | |
| D | A | D |
For a | long | long | time |
G | A | Bm | Bm | A |
Caught | in my | fears | → | |
G | A | D |
Blinking | back the t | ears |
G | F#7 | Bm |
| I can’t say you | hurt me |
| E7 | A |
When you | never let me | near |
| G | A | Bm | Bm | A |
And | I | never | drew | → | |
G | A | D |
One resp | onse from | you |
G | F#7 | Bm |
A | ll the while you f | ell |
| E7 | A |
All over g | irls you never | knew |
| G | D |
‘Cause | I’ve done everyt | hing I know |
F#7 | Bm | G |
To try and make you | mine | |
| D | A | Bm | G |
And I | think it’s | gonna | hurt me | |
| D | A | D |
For a | long | long time | |
G | A | Bm | Bm | A |
| Wait for the | day | → | |
G | F#7 | Bm |
K | nowing that you wa | rned me |
| E7 | A |
Of the p | rice I’d have to p | ay |
| G | A | Bm | Bm | A |
And l | ife’s | full of | flaws | → | |
G | A | D |
Who knows | the c | ause? |
G | F#7 | Bm |
L | iving in the m | emory |
| E7 | A |
Of a l | ove that never w | as |
| G | D |
‘Cause | I’ve done everyt | hing I know |
F#7 | Bm | G |
To try and change your | mind | |
| D | A | Bm | G |
And I | think I’m | gonna | miss you | |
| D | A | Bm |
For a | long | long | time |
| G | D |
‘Cause | I’ve done everyt | hing I know |
F#7 | Bm | G |
To try and make you | mine | |
| D | A | Bm | G |
And I | think I’m | gonna | love you | |
| D | A | D |
For a | lon | g long | time |
A |
Call me the breeze, I keep blowin’ down the road |
| D | A |
Well now they c | all me the breeze, I keep blowin’ down the r | oad |
D | A |
I don’t carry me no lo | ad |
| A |
Ain’t no c | hange in the weather, ain’t no changes in me |
| D | A |
Well there ain’t no c | hange in the weather, ain’t no changes in m | e |
| E |
And I ain’t h | idin’ from nobody |
D | A |
Nobody’s hidin’ from m | e |
Oh, that's the way its supposed to be
| A |
Well I got that g | reen light babe, I got to keep movin’ on |
| D | A |
Well I got that g | reen light babe, I got to keep movin’ o | n |
| E |
Well I might go o | ut to California |
D | A |
Might go ‘round to Georgia, I don’t k | now |
| A |
Well I d | ig you Georgia peaches, makes me feel right at home |
| D | A |
Well now I d | ig you Georgia peaches, makes me feel right at h | ome |
E |
But I don’t love me no one woman |
D | A |
So I can’t stay in Georgia l | ong |
| A |
Well now they | call me the breeze, I keep blowin’ down the road |
| D | A |
Well now they c | all me the breeze, I keep blowin’ down the r | oad |
D | A |
I don’t carry me no lo | ad |
A | A | A/C# | A/C# | D | D | Ebdim7 | Ebdim7 | E |
| | | | | | | | |
| Bb7 | A7 |
Oooh, Mr. Breeze | → | |
G | D/F# | Em | Em | F | C | Dsus4 | Dsus4 |
| | | | | | | x4 |
G | D/F# | Em |
If I | leave here to | morrow |
F | C | Dsus4 |
Would you | still remember | me |
G | D/F# | Em |
For I must | be travelin’ | on now |
F | C | Dsus4 |
‘Cause there’s too many | places I’ve got to | see |
G | D/F# | Em |
But if I | stay here with | you girl |
F | C | Dsus4 |
Things just | couldn’t be the | same |
G | D/F# | Em |
‘Cause I’m as | free as a | bird now |
F | C | Dsus4 |
And this | bird you cannot | change, oh |
F | C | Dsus4 |
And the | bird you cannot | change |
F | C | Dsus4 | D |
And this | bird you cannot | cha | nge |
F | C | Dsus4 | D |
Lord k | nows I can’t | cha | age |
G | D/F# | Em | Em | F | C | Dsus4 | Dsus4 |
| | | | | | | x2 |
G | D/F# | Em |
Bye, | bye, baby, it’s been a | sweet love |
F | C | Dsus4 |
Though this | feeling I can’t | change |
G | D/F# | Em |
But please don’t | take it so | badly |
F | C | Dsus4 |
‘Cause lord | knows I’m to | blame |
G | D/F# | Em |
But if I | stay here with | you, girl |
F | C | Dsus4 |
Things just | couldn’t be the | same |
G | D/F# | Em |
‘Cause I’m as | free as a | bird now |
F | C | Dsus4 |
And this | bird you’ll never | change, oh |
F | C | Dsus4 |
And the | bird you cannot | change |
F | C | Dsus4 |
And this | bird you cannot | change |
F | C | Dsus4 | D |
Lord | knows I can’t | cha | nge |
F | C | Dsus4 |
Lord, | help me, I can’t | cha-a-a-a-ange |
G | Bb | C |
| Lord, I can’t c | hange |
| G | Bb | C |
Won’t you | fly | high, | free bird, yeah |
| A |
I was c | utting the rug, down at place called The Jug |
| E |
With a g | irl named Linda Lou |
| A |
When | in walked a man with a gun in his hand |
| B7 | E |
And he was | looking for you know w | ho |
| A |
He said | hey there, fellow with the hair colored yellow |
D | B7 |
Whatcha tryin’ to | prove? |
| A |
‘Cause that’s | my woman there and I’m a man who cares |
| E | A |
And this | might be all for | you |
I said, "excuse me"
| A |
I was s | cared and fearing for my life |
| E |
I was s | haking like a leaf on a tree |
| A |
‘Cause he was | lean, mean, big and bad, lord |
B7 | E |
Pointin’ that gun at | me |
| A |
Oh, | wait a minute, mister I didn’t even kiss her |
D | B7 |
Don’t want no trouble with | you |
| A |
And I | know you don’t owe me but I wish you would let me |
E | A |
Ask one favor from | you |
| A |
Oh won’t you | gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister |
| E |
Gimme | three steps toward your door |
A |
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister |
| E | A |
And you’ll | never see me no | more |
For, sure
| A |
Well the | crowd cleared away, and I began to pray |
| E |
And the | water fell on the floor |
| A |
And I’m | telling you, son, well, it ain’t no fun |
| B7 | E |
Staring | straight down a forty- | four |
| A |
Well, he | turned and screamed at Linda Lou |
| D | B7 |
And that’s the | break I was looking | for |
| A |
And you could | hear me screaming a mile away |
| E | A |
As I was | headed out toward your | door |
| A |
Oh won’t you | gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister |
| E |
Gimme | three steps toward your door |
A |
Gimme three steps, gimme three steps, mister |
| E | A |
And you’ll | never see me no | more |
Show me the back door
| G | D | Em |
My mama t | old me, | when I was y | oung |
| G | D | Em |
Come sit be | side me, | my only | son |
| G | D | Em |
And listen | closely, | to what I | say |
| G | D | Em |
And if you | do this, it will | help you, some s | unny day, aw yeah |
| G | D | Em |
Oh, take your | time, | don’t live too | fast |
| G | D | Em |
Troubles will | come, | and they will | pass |
| G | D | Em |
Well, find a | woman, | and you’ll find | love |
| G | D | Em |
And don’t for | get son, there is | someone up a | bove |
| G | D | Em |
And be a | simple | kind of | man |
| G | D | Em |
Oh, be | something | you’ll love and under | stand |
| G | D | Em |
Baby be a | simple | kind of | man |
| G | D | Em |
Oh, won’t you | do this for me | son if you | can |
| G | D | Em |
Get your | lust, | the rich man’s | gold |
| G | D | Em |
All that you | need, | is in your | soul |
| G | D | Em |
And you can | do this | , if you | try |
| G | D | Em |
All that I | want for you my | son, is to be satis | fied |
| G | D | Em |
And be a | simple | kind of | man |
| G | D | Em |
Oh, be | something | you’ll love and under | stand |
| G | D | Em |
Baby be a | simple | kind of | man |
| G | D | Em |
Oh, won’t you | do this for me | son if you | can |
| G | D | Em |
Boy don’t you | worry, | you’ll find your | self |
| G | D | Em |
Follow your | heart, | and nothing | else |
| G | D | Em |
And you can | do this, oh babe, | if you | try |
| G | D | Em |
All that I | want for you my | son, is to be s | atisfied |
| G | D | Em |
And be a | simple | kind of | man |
| G | D | Em |
Oh, be | something | you’ll love and under | stand |
| G | D | Em |
Baby be a | simple | kind of | man |
| G | D | Em |
Oh, won’t you | do this for me | son if you | can |
| G | D | Em |
Baby be a | simple, | be a simple | man |
| G | D | Em |
Oh, be | something | you’ll love and under | stand |
| G | D | Em |
Baby be a | simple | kind of | man |
| G | D | Em |
Oh, won’t you | do this for me | son if you | can |
A | G | D |
Big | wheels keep on | turning |
A | G | D |
Carry me | home to see my | kin |
A | G | D |
Singing | songs about the | southland |
A | G | D |
I miss ol’ ‘ | bamy once a | gain, and I think it’s a sin, yes |
A | G | D |
Well I heard mister Y | oung sing ab | out her |
A | G | D |
Well I heard old N | eil put her d | own |
A | G | D |
Well I hope Neil Y | oung will rem | ember |
A | G | D |
A southern | man don’t need him a | round anyhow |
A | G | D | D | G |
Sweet | home Ala | bama | → | |
A | G | D |
Where the | skies are so | blue |
A | G | D | D | G |
Sweet | home Ala | bama | → | |
A | G | D | C | G/B |
Lord I’m c | oming home to y | ou | → | |
A | G | D |
In Birmingham they | love the | gov’nor |
A | G | D |
Now we all | did what we could | do |
A | G | D |
Now Watergat | e does not | bother me |
A | G | D |
Does your | conscience bother | you? Tell the truth |
A | G | D | D | G |
Sweet | home Ala | bama | → | |
A | G | D |
Where the | skies are so | blue |
A | G | D | D | G |
Sweet | home Ala | bama | → | |
A | G | D |
Lord I’m c | oming home to y | ou |
A | G | D |
Now Muscle | Shoals has got the | Swampers |
A | G | D |
And they’ve been | known to pick a | song or two |
A | G | D |
Lord they | get me off s | o much |
A | G | D |
They pick me | up when I’m feeling | blue, now how about you? |
A | G | D | D | G |
Sweet | home Ala | bama | → | |
A | G | D |
Where the | skies are so | blue |
A | G | D | D | G |
Sweet | home Ala | bama | → | |
A | G | D | C | G/B |
Lord I’m c | oming home to y | ou | → | |
A | G | D | D | G |
Sweet | home Ala | bama, oh sweet home | → | |
A | G | D |
Where the | skies are so | blue, and the governor’s true |
A | G | D | D | G |
Sweet | home Ala | bama, looordy | → | |
A | G | D | C | G/B |
Lord I’m c | oming home to y | ou | → | |
| A | G | A |
Well, it’s | 8 o’clock in Boise, Idah | o | |
| A | E | F# | G | G# | A |
I’ll find my | limo driver, mister, take us to the | show | → | → | → | |
| A | G | D | G |
I | done made some plans for later on tonigh | t | | |
| A | E | A |
I’ll find a | little queen, and | I know I can treat her | right |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
What’s | your | name, | lit | tle | girl? What’s your | name? |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
Shootin’ | you s | traight, | lit | tle | girl? Won’t you do the | same? |
A | G | A |
Back at the hotel lord we got such a | mess | |
| A | E | F# | G | G# | A |
It seems that | one of the crew had a go with one of the | guests, oh yes | → | → | → | |
| A | G | D | G |
Well the | police said we can’t drink in the bar, what a | shame | | |
| A | E | A |
Won’t you | come upstairs girl, | and have a drink of cham | pagne |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
What’s | your | name, | lit | tle | girl? What’s your | name? |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
Shootin’ | you s | traight, | lit | tle | girl? For there ain’t no | shame |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
What’s | your | name, | lit | tle | girl? What’s your | name? |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
Shootin’ | you s | traight, | lit | tle | girl? Won’t you do the | same? |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
What’s | your | name, | lit | tle | girl? What’s your | name? |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
Shootin’ | you s | traight, | lit | tle | girl? Won’t you do the | same? |
A | G | A |
Nine o’clock the next day, and I’m ready to | go | |
| A | E | F# | G | G# | A |
I got s | ix hundred miles to ride, to do one more | show, oh no | → | → | → | |
| A | G | D | G |
Can I | get you a taxi home, It sure was | grand | | |
| A | E | A |
When I | come back here next | year, I wanna see you aga | in |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
What was | your | name, | lit | tle | girl? What’s your | name? |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
Shootin’ | you s | traight, | lit | tle | girl? Well there ain’t no | shame |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
What was | your | name, | lit | tle | girl? What’s your | name? |
C | C# | D | F | E | D | G |
Shootin’ | you s | traight, | lit | tle | girl? Won’t you do the | same? |
A |
I’m gonna take a freight train |
Asus2/G |
Down at the station, lord |
D | A |
I don’t care where it | goes |
A |
Gonna climb me a mountain |
Asus2/G |
The highest mountain |
D | A |
A-jump off, nobody gonna | know |
| A | Asus2/G |
Can’t you s | ee, whoa can’t you | see |
| D | A |
What that | woman lord, she been doin’ to m | e |
| A | Asus2/G |
Can’t you s | ee, can’t you | see |
| D | A |
What that | woman, she been doin’ to m | e |
Asus2/G |
A hole in the wall |
D | A |
I’m gonna crawl inside and | die |
Asus2/G |
A mean ol’ woman, lord |
D | A |
Never told me goodb | ye |
| A | Asus2/G |
Can’t you s | ee, whoa can’t you | see |
| D | A |
What that | woman lord, she been doin’ to m | e |
| A | Asus2/G |
Can’t you s | ee, can’t you | see |
| D | A |
What that | woman, she been doin’ to m | e |
A |
I’m gonna buy me a ticket now |
D | A |
Ain’t never comin’ | back |
Asus2/G |
Uh-all the way to Georgia now |
D | A |
Till the train run out of | track |
| A | Asus2/G |
Can’t you s | ee, whoa can’t you | see |
| D | A |
What that | woman lord, she been doin’ to m | e |
| A | Asus2/G |
Can’t you s | ee, can’t you | see |
| D | A |
What that | woman, she been doin’ to m | e |
| A | Asus2/G |
Can’t you s | ee, whoa can’t you | see |
| D | A |
What that | woman lord, she been doin’ to m | e |
| A | Asus2/G |
Can’t you s | ee, can’t you | see |
| D | A |
What that | woman, she been doin’ to m | e |
| A | F#m |
You | take the good, you | take the bad |
| D | E |
You | take ‘em both and | there you have |
| D | G/D | D |
The | facts of life | → | |
| E | A/E | E |
The | facts of life | → | |
| A | F#m |
There’s a | time you gotta | go and show |
| D | E |
You’re | growin’ now ya | know about |
| D | G/D | D |
The | facts of life | → | |
| E | A/E | E |
The | facts of life | → | |
| D | E |
When the | world never | seems |
| A | E/G# | D/F# | E |
To be | li | ving | up to your | dreams |
| D |
And | suddenly you’re findin’ out |
| E | D | G/D | D |
The | facts of life are all about | you | → | |
| A | F#m |
When there’s | someone that you | care about |
| D | E |
It | really isn’t | fair they’re out to |
| E | A/E | E |
When you’re | growing up | → | |
| A | F#m |
When you | let ‘em flirt and | then you hurt |
| D | E |
A | waitin’ ‘cause your | date is late |
| E | A/E | E |
Then you’re | growin’ up | → | |
| D | E |
When it’s | more than just the birds and the | bees |
| A | E/G# | D/F# | E |
You need | some | one | telling you | please |
| D |
There’s | only one conclusion |
| E | D | G/D | D |
There will | always be confusion over | you | → | |
D | F#m7 | Bm7 |
It takes a | lot to get ‘em | right |
A/C# | D | A |
When you’re | learning the facts of | life |
| A | F#m |
You’ll av | oid a lot of | damage |
| D | E |
And enj | oy the fun of | managing |
| D | G/D | D |
The | facts of life | → | |
| E | A/E | E |
They shed a | lot of light | → | |
| A | F#m |
If you | hear ‘em from your | brother |
| D | E |
Better | clear ‘em with your | mother |
| D | G/D | D |
Better | get ‘em right | → | |
| E | A/E | E |
Call her | late at night | → | |
| D | E |
You got the | future in the palm of your ha | nd |
| A | E/G# | D/F# | E |
All you | gotta do to | get you through is | understand | |
| D |
You | think you’d rather do without |
| E | D | G/D | D |
You’ll | never muddle through without the | truth | → | |
| A |
The facts of life are all about | you |
| D | F |
Oh learning the facts of life | | |
| A |
Oh they’re all about | you |
| D | F |
They’re all about y | ou, about | you |
D | Bm |
Sunday, Monday, | happy days |
Em | A |
Tuesday, Wednesday, | happy days |
F# | Bm |
Thursday, Friday, | happy days |
| G | A | G | A |
The | weekend co | mes, my cy | cle hu | ms |
A | A7 |
Ready to race to | you |
D | Bm | G | A |
These days are | all | happy and | free |
D | Bm | G | A |
These days are | ours, | share them with | me |
D |
Goodbye gray sky, hello blue |
| G |
There’s | nothing can hold me when I hold you |
E |
Feels so right it can’t be wrong |
A7 |
Rockin’ and rollin’ all week long |
D | Bm | G | A |
These days are | all | happy and | free |
D | Bm | G | A |
These days are | ours, | share them with | me |
D | Bm |
Sunday, Monday, | happy days |
Em | A |
Tuesday, Wednesday, | happy days |
F# | Bm |
Thursday, Friday, | happy days |
G | A | G | A |
Satur | day, | what a d | ay |
A | A7 |
Groovin’ all week with | you |
D | Bm | G | A |
These days are | all | share them with | me |
D | Bm | G | A |
These days are | ours, | happy and | free |
D | Bm | G |
These happy d | ays are yours and | mine |
| A | G | D |
These happy | days are yours and | my happy | days |
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Schlemiel! Schlimazel! Hasenpfeffer Incorporated
G | B |
Give us any | chance we’ll take it |
Em | C |
Read us any | rule we’ll break it |
G/D | Em | D/F# |
We’re gonna | make our dreams come | true |
G | B |
Nothin’s gonna | turn us back now |
Em | C |
Straight ahead and | on the track now |
G/D | Em | D/F# |
We’re gonna | make our dreams come | true |
Em7 | A |
There is nothing | we won’t try |
Dmaj7 |
Never heard the word impossible |
Cmaj7 | Fmaj7 | G |
This time there’s | no stopping | us |
G | B |
On your mark get | set and go now |
Em | C |
Got a dream and | we just know now |
G/D | Em | D/F# |
We’re gonna | make that dream come | true |
| G | Em7 |
And we’ll do it | our way, yes | our way |
C | D |
Make all our dreams come | true |
| G | Em7 |
And we’ll do it | our way, yes | our way |
C | Dsus4 |
Make all our dreams come | true |
| F |
Come and knock on our do | or |
| Am7 | D9 |
We’ve been waiting for y | ou | |
| G7 | G#dim7 | Gm7 |
Where the kisses are h | ers and he | rs and h | is |
| C7 | F | F | Edim7 | F |
Three’s c | ompany t | oo | → | → | |
| F |
Come and dance on on our fl | oor |
| Am7 | D9 |
Take a step that is n | ew | |
| G7 | G#dim7 | Gm7 |
We’ve a loveable sp | ace that ne | eds your fa | ce |
| C7 | F | F | Edim7 | F |
Three’s co | mpany t | oo | → | → | |
| Bm7 | E7b9 | Am7 | D7b9 | Gm7 | C7 |
You’ll see that l | ife is a b | all again, l | aughter is ca | lling for y | ou | |
| Bb6/C |
Down at our re | ndezvous |
D | C | G/B | C | G/B | D/A | G |
→ | → | | → | → | → | |
G | F | G |
I’m travelin’ down the road and I’m fl | irtin’ with dis | aster |
G | F | G |
I’ve got the pedal to the floor, my l | ife is running f | aster |
G | F | G |
I’m out of money, out of hope, it lo | oks like self destr | uction |
G | F | G |
Well, how much more can we take with a | ll of this corr | uption |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G/A | A |
We’re flirtin’ | with dis | aster, y’a | ll know | what I m | ean |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G/A | A |
And the way we | run our l | ives, it m | akes no s | ense to | me |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G/A | A |
I don’t know a | bout yours | elf or | what you | want to | be, yeah |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G | A |
When we gamble w | ith our t | ime, we c | hoose our d | estin | y |
C | G | A |
I’m travelin’ d | own that lonesome r | oad |
C | G | A | G | G# | A | A# | B | C |
Feel like I’m dr | agging a heavy l | oad | → | → | → | → | → | |
C | G | A |
Yeah, I’ve tried to t | urn my head aw | ay |
C | G | D |
Feel about the sa | me most every d | ay |
D | C/D | D | C/D | D | C | G/B | C | G/B | D/A | G |
| You know what I’m talking about, baby | | | → | → | | → | → | → | |
G | F | G |
Speeding down the fast lane, honey, we’re pl | ayin’ from town to t | own |
G | F | G |
The boys and I’ve been burnin’ it up, can’t s | eem to slow it d | own |
G | F | G |
We got the pedal to the floor, our li | ves are runnin’ f | aster |
G | F | G |
We got our sights set straight ahead, but I a | in’t sure what we’re | after |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G/A | A |
Flirtin’ with dis | aster, y | ’all | damn sure | know what I m | ean |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G/A | A |
You know, the way we | run our l | ives, it m | akes no | sense to | me |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G/A | A |
I don’t know ab | out yours | elf or | what you | plan to b | e, yeah |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G | A |
When we gamble w | ith our t | ime we ch | oose our de | stin | y |
C | G | A |
Yeah, we’re travelin’ d | own that lonesome r | oad |
C | G | A | G | G# | A | A# | B | C |
Feel like I’m dr | agging a heavy lo | ad | → | → | → | → | → | |
C | G | A |
Don’t try to t | urn my head aw | ay |
C | G | D |
I’m flirtin’ with dis | aster every d | ay |
D | C/D | G/D | F/D | D |
| And you are too, baby | → | → | |
D | C/D | G/D | F/D | D |
Get in with everybody | | → | → | |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G/A | A |
Flirtin’ with dis | aster, b | abe, y’ | all know | what I m | ean |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G/A | A |
You know the way we | run our l | ives, it m | akes no | sense to | me |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G/A | A |
I don’t know ab | out yours | elf or | what you | plan to | be |
A | Asus4 | A | C/G | G | A |
When we gamble w | ith our t | ime we ch | oose our d | esti | ny |
C | G | A |
Yeah, we’re traveling d | own this lonesome r | oad |
C | G | A | G | G | G# | A | A# | B | C |
Feel like I’m dr | agging a heavy lo | ad | | → | → | → | → | → | |
C | G | A |
Don’t try and t | urn my head aw | ay, bop bop yeah |
C | G | D | D | D | C | C# | D | D |
Flirtin’ with dis | aster every d | ay | | → | → | → | | |
| D |
In the | summertime, when the weather is high |
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
| G | D |
When the | weather’s fine, you got women, you got women on your | mind |
| A |
Have a | drink, have a drive |
G | D |
Go out and see what you can | find |
| D |
If her | daddy’s rich, take her out for a meal |
If her daddy’s poor, just do what you feel
| G | D |
Speed a | long the lane, do a ton or a ton and twenty- | five |
| G | D |
You can | make it make it good in a lay- | by |
| D |
We’re not | bad people, we’re not dirty, we’re not mean |
We love everybody but we do as we please
| G | D |
When the | weather’s fine, we go fishing or go sailing in the | sea |
| G | D |
Life’s for | living yeah that’s our philoso | phy |
| D |
Sing a | long with us, di di di di di |
Da da da da da, yeah we’re hap-happy
G | D |
Da da da, di da da di da da da da | da |
| D |
When the | winter’s here, yeah, it’s party time |
Bring a bottle, wear your bright clothes, it’ll soon be summertime
| G | D |
And we’ll | sing again, we’ll go driving or maybe we’ll settle | down |
| A |
If she’s | rich, if she’s nice |
| G | D |
Bring your | friends and we’ll all go into | town |
| D |
In the | summertime, when the weather is high |
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
| G | D |
When the | weather’s fine, you got women, you got women on your | mind |
| A |
Have a | drink, have a drive |
G | D |
Go out and see what you can | find |
| D |
If her | daddy’s rich, take her out for a meal |
If her daddy’s poor, just do what you feel
| G | D |
Speed a | long the lane, do a ton or a ton and twenty- | five |
| G | D |
You can | make it, make it good in a lay- | by |
| D |
We’re not | bad people, we’re not dirty, we’re not mean |
We love everybody but we do as we please
| G | D |
When the | weather’s fine, we go fishing or go sailing in the | sea |
| G | D |
Life’s for | living yeah that’s our philoso | phy |
| D |
Sing a | long with us, da da di di di |
| D |
Sing a | long with us, di di di di di |
Da da da da da, yeah we’re hap-happy
G | D |
Da da da, di da da di da da da da | da |
A |
Heartbreaker, soul shaker, I’ve been told about you |
A |
Steamroller, midnight stroller, what they’ve been saying must be true |
D |
Red hot mama, velvet charmer, time’s come to pay your dues |
A | C | D |
Now you’re messin’ w | ith a, | a son of a bitch |
A | G | A |
Now you’re messin with a son o | f a bitch | |
A | C | D |
Now you’re messin’ w | ith a, | a son of a bitch |
A | G | A |
Now you’re messin with a son o | f a bitch | |
A |
Talkin’ jive and poison ivy, you ain’t gonna cling to me |
A |
Man taker, born faker, I ain’t so blind I can’t see |
D |
Red hot mama down light charmer, time’s come to pay your dues |
A | C | D |
Now you’re messin’ w | ith a, | a son of a bitch |
A | G | A |
Now you’re messin with a son o | f a bitch | |
A | C | D |
Now you’re messin’ w | ith a, | a son of a bitch |
A | G | A |
Now you’re messin with a son o | f a bitch | |
A | C | D |
Now you’re messin’ w | ith a, | a son of a bitch |
A | G | A |
Now you’re messin with a son o | f a bitch | |
A | C | D |
Now you’re messin’ w | ith a, | a son of a bitch |
A | G | A |
Now you’re messin with a son o | f a bitch | |
| A | F#m | D | E |
Love | hurts, love | scars, love | wounds and | mars |
Dadd9 | A | F#m | D | E |
Any | heart, not | tough or | strong e | nough |
| Dadd9 | A | C#7 | F#m |
To | take a lot of | pain, | take a lot of | pain |
C#7 | D | E |
Love is like a | cloud, it holds a lot of | rain |
Dadd9 | A | G | D | A |
Love | hurts, | ooh | hoo love | hurts |
| A | F#m | D | E |
I’m | young, I | know, but | even | so |
Dadd9 | A | F#m | D | E |
I know a | thing, or | two, I | learned from | you |
| Dadd9 | A | C#7 | F#m |
I | really learned a | lot, | really learned a | lot |
C#7 | D | E |
Love is like a | flame, it burns you when it’s | hot |
Dadd9 | A | G | D | A |
Love | hurts, | ooh | hoo love | hurts |
F#m | C#7 | F#m | C#7 | F#m | C#7 | F#m |
Some fools think of | happi | ness, | blissful | ness, tog | ether | ness |
B |
Some fools, fool themselves, I guess |
Bm | E |
They’re not foolin’ | me |
| Dadd9 | A | C#7 | F#m |
I | know it isn’t | true, I | know it isn’t | true |
C#7 | D | E |
Love is just a | lie made to make you | blue |
Dadd9 | A | G | D | A |
Love | hurts, | ooh | hoo love | hurts |
| Dadd9 | A | C#7 | F#m |
I | know it isn’t | true, I | know it isn’t | true |
C#7 | D | E |
Love is just a | lie made to make you | blue |
Dadd9 | A | G | D | A |
Love | hurts, | ooh | hoo love | hurts |
| A |
Dan | ce with me, I want to be your partner |
Dmaj7 |
Can’t you see the music is just starting |
| Bm | E |
Ni | ght is calling, and | I am falling |
A |
Fantasy could never be so thrilling |
Dmaj7 |
I feel free, I hope that you are willing |
Bm | E |
Pick your feet up, and | kick your feet up |
Dmaj7 | E |
Let it lift you | off the ground |
Dmaj7 | B |
Starry eyes, and | love is all around us |
D | E | E/F | F#m |
I can take you | where you | want to | go |
| A |
Dan | ce with me, I want to be your partner |
Dmaj7 |
Can’t you see the music is just starting? |
| Bm | E |
Ni | ght is calling, and | I am falling |
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Dmaj7 | E |
Let it lift you | off the ground |
Dmaj7 | B |
Starry eyes, and | love is all around us |
D | E | E/F | F#m |
I can take you | where you | want to | go |
| A |
Dan | ce with me, I want to be your partner |
Dmaj7 |
Can’t you see the music is just starting? |
| Bm | E |
Ni | ght is calling, and | I am falling |
A | A | D | D |
| | | x2, then flashy outro riff |
A |
We’ve been together since way back when |
Sometimes I never want to see you again
| D | E |
But I | want you to know, after | all these years |
D | E |
You’re still the one I want | whisperin’ in my ear |
| A | D |
You’re | still the one I want to | talk to in bed |
F#m | B |
Still the one that | turns my head |
D | E | A |
We’re still having fun | and you’re still the | one |
| A |
I | looked at your face every day |
But I never saw it till I went away
| D | E |
When | winter came, I just | wanted to go |
D | E |
Deep in the desert I | longed for the snow |
| A | D |
You’re | still the one that | makes me laugh |
F#m | B |
Still the one that’s my | better half |
D | E | A |
We’re still having fun | and you’re still the o | ne |
| A | D |
You’re | still the one that | makes me strong |
F#m | B |
Still the one I want to | take along |
D | E | A |
We’re still having fun | and you’re still the o | ne, yes you are |
A | B11/A |
Changing, our | love is going gold |
G | F#m | E |
Even though we grow | old, it grows | new |
| A | D |
You’re | still the one that I | love to touch |
F#m | B |
Still the one and I | can’t get enough |
D | E | A |
We’re still having fun | and you’re still the o | ne |
| A | D |
You’re | still the one who can | scratch my itch |
F#m | B |
Still the one and | I wouldn’t switch |
D | E | A |
We’re still having fun | and you’re still the o | ne |
D | E | A | D |
You | are | still the one that | makes me shout |
F#m | B |
Still the one that I | dream about |
D | E | A |
We’re still having fun | and you’re still the o | ne |
| A | D |
You are | still the one | |
| F#m | B |
You’re | still the one | |
D | E | A | D/A |
We’re still having fun | and you’re still the o | ne | |
A | A | B11/A | B11/A | G | F#m | D | A |
| | | | | → | | |
Em7 | A7 |
The marchin’ band came | down along Main Street |
D |
The soldier blues fell in behind |
Em7 | A7 |
I looked across and | there I saw Billy |
D |
Waiting to go and join the line |
Em7 | A7 |
And with her head u | pon his shoulder |
Em7 | A7 |
His young and lovely | fiancee |
Em7 | A7 |
From where I stood I | saw she was cryin’ |
Em7 | G | A7 |
And through her tears I | heard her | say |
D | Dmaj7 | Em7 |
Billy, don’t be a | hero, don’t be a | fool with your life |
A7 | D |
Billy, don’t be a hero, come back and | make me your wife |
| D | D7 | G | Gm |
And a | s he started to | go, she said, | Billy keep your head | low |
D | Em7 | A | D |
Billy, don’t be | hero, | come back to | me |
Em7 | A7 |
The soldier blues were | trapped on a hillside |
D |
The battle raging all around |
Em7 | A7 |
The sergeant cried we’ve | got to hang on boys |
D |
We’ve got to hold this piece of ground |
Em7 | A7 |
I need a volun | teer to ride up |
Em7 | A7 |
And bring us back some | extra men |
Em7 | A7 |
And Billy’s hand was | up in a moment |
Em7 | G | A7 |
Forgettin’ all the | words she | said |
D | Dmaj7 | Em7 |
Billy, don’t be a | hero, don’t be a | fool with your life |
A7 | D |
Billy, don’t be a hero, come back and | make me your wife |
| D | D7 | G | Gm |
And a | s he started to | go, she said, | Billy keep your head | low |
D | Em7 | A | D |
Billy, don’t be | hero, | come back to | me |
Em7 | A7 |
I heard his fianc | ee got a letter |
Dmaj7 | Bm7 |
That told how Billy d | ied that day |
Em7 | A7 |
The letter said that | he was a hero |
Dmaj7 | Bm7 |
She should be proud he | died that way |
Em7 | Asus4 | A | D |
I heard she threw that | letter | a | way |
| D |
Every | day she takes a morning bath |
Bm | Em |
Wraps a towel around her as she’s | heading for the bedroom chair |
| A | D |
It’s just | another | day |
G | D |
Slipping into stoc | kings |
G | D | E7 |
Dipping in the poc | ket of her | raincoat |
A | D |
It’s just another | day |
| D | F#7 |
At the | office where the papers grow she | takes a break |
Bm | Em |
Drinks another coffee and she | finds it hard to stay awake |
| A | D | G | Em |
It’s just an | other | day | doo doo doo doo doo | doo |
| A | D | B7 | Em |
It’s just an | other d | ay doo doo doo | doo doo | doo |
| A | D | A/C# | Bm |
It’s just an | other d | ay | | |
E/G# | Gmaj7 | Bm |
Sometimes she | feels so s | ad |
| Gmaj7 |
Alone in her apartment she’d | dwell |
| E/G# | Gmaj7 | Bm |
Till the man of her | dreams comes to | break the s | pell |
B | Em | A |
Ah, | stay, don’t stand her | up |
| Aaug | F#m/A | F#7 | Bm |
And he | comes, and he | stays, but he | leaves the next | day |
| G | E/G# | G | Bm |
So | sad, | sometimes she | feels so | sad |
| D | F#7 |
As she | posts another letter to the | sound of five |
Bm | Em |
People gather round her and she | finds it hard to stay alive |
| A | D | G | Em |
It’s just an | other | day | doo doo doo doo doo | doo |
| A | D | B7 | Em |
It’s just an | other d | ay doo doo doo | doo doo | doo |
| A | D | A/C# | Bm |
It’s just an | other d | ay | | |
E/G# | Gmaj7 | Bm |
Sometimes she | feels so s | ad |
| Gmaj7 |
Alone in her apartment she’d | dwell |
| E/G# | Gmaj7 | Bm |
Till the man of her | dreams comes to | break, the s | pell |
B | Em | A |
Ah, | stay, don’t stand her | up |
| Aaug | F#m/A | F#7 | Bm |
And he | comes, and he | stays, but he | leaves the next | day |
| G | E/G# | G | Bm |
So | sad, | sometimes she | feels so | sad |
| D |
Every | day she takes a morning bath |
Bm | Em |
Wraps a towel around her as she’s | heading for the bedroom chair |
| A | D |
It’s just | another | day |
G | D |
Slipping into stoc | kings |
G | D | E7 |
Dipping in the poc | ket of her | raincoat |
A | D | G | Em |
It’s just another | day | doo doo doo doo doo | doo |
| A | D | B7 | Em |
It’s just an | other d | ay doo doo doo | doo doo | doo |
| A | D | C | G | D |
It’s just an | other d | ay | | | |
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D -4h5p4-4-2-----C-4h5p4-4-2-----C-
A -----------5-3-C---------------C-
E ---------------C-----------5-3-C-
A | Bm |
You gave me something, | I understand |
A | Bm |
You gave me loving in the | palm of my hand |
D | Bm | D |
I can’t | tell you how I f | eel |
| Bm | A |
My | heart is like a w | heel |
A | D |
Let me r | oll it to you |
A | D | A |
Let me r | oll it to you | |
A | Bm |
I want to tell you, and | now’s the time |
A | Bm |
I want to tell you that you’re | going to be mine |
D | Bm | D |
I can’t | tell you how I f | eel |
| Bm | A |
My | heart is like a w | heel |
A | D |
Let me r | oll it to you |
A | D | A |
Let me r | oll it to you | |
D | Bm | D |
I can’t | tell you how I f | eel |
| Bm | A |
My | heart is like a w | heel |
A | D |
Let me r | oll it to you |
A | D | A |
Let me r | oll it to you | |
A | Bm |
You gave me something | I understand |
A | Bm |
You gave me loving in the | palm of my hand |
D | Bm | D |
I can’t | tell you how I f | eel |
| Bm | A |
My | heart is like a w | heel |
A | D |
Let me r | oll it to you |
A | D | A |
Let me r | oll it to you | |
G | D/F# | A | E/A |
Maybe I’m am | azed at the way you l | ove me all the t | ime |
G | D/F# | A |
And maybe I’m afr | aid of the way I lo | ve you |
G | D/F# | A | E/A |
Maybe I’m ama | zed at the way you pu | lled me out of t | ime |
| G | D/F# |
You h | ung me on a l | ine |
| F | C/E | A |
And m | aybe I’m amazed at the w | ay I really n | eed you |
| B9 |
Maybe I’m a l | onely man who’s in the middle of something |
E | B | B(#9) |
That he doesn’t really underst | and | |
| B9 |
And maybe you’re the | only woman who could ever help me |
E | B/D# | Bm/D | C#m7 | F#7 |
Baby won’t you help me to underst | and | | | |
G | D/F# | A | E/A |
G | D/F# | A |
G | D/F# | A | E/A |
G | D/F# |
F | C | A |
| | |
| B9 |
Maybe I’m a l | onely man who’s in the middle of something |
E | B | B(#9) |
That he doesn’t really underst | and | |
| B9 |
And maybe you’re the | only woman who could ever help me |
E | B/D# | Bm/D | C#m7 | F#7 |
Baby won’t you help me to underst | and | | | |
G | D/F# | A | E/A |
Maybe I’m am | azed at the way you’re | with me all the | time |
G | D/F# | A |
Maybe I’m a | fraid of the way I | need you |
G | D/F# | A | E/A |
Maybe I’m a | mazed at the way you | help me sing my | song |
| G | D/F# |
You | right me when I’m | wrong |
| F | C/E | A |
And | maybe I’m amazed at the | way I really n | eed you |
| B9 |
Maybe I’m a l | onely man who’s in the middle of something |
E | B | B(#9) |
That he doesn’t really underst | and | |
| B9 |
And maybe you’re the | only woman who could ever help me |
E | B/D# | Bm/D | C#m7 | F#7 |
Baby won’t you help me to underst | and | | | |
G | D/F# | A | E/A |
G | D/F# | A |
G | D/F# | A | E/A |
G | D/F# |
F | C | A |
| | |
B | Bmaj7 | B9 |
E | B | B(#9) |
B | Bmaj7 | B9 |
E | B/D# | Bm/D | C#m7 | F#7 |
Am | G/B | C6 | Am | G/B | C6 | Bm7 |
Am | G/B | C6 |
| | |
| C/G | G |
I can almost remember their | funny fac | es |
G |
That time you told ‘em that |
| C/G |
You were gonna be marrying s | oon |
| Bm7 | Am |
And | Jet, I thought the o | nly |
| G/B | C6 | G |
Lonel | y pl | ace was on the moo | n |
G | C/G | G |
Jet, was your father as bold as a | sergeant | major? |
| G | C/G |
Well | how come he told you that you were hardly old enough | yet? |
| Bm7 |
And | Jet, I thought the |
Am | G/B | C6 | G |
Major was | a | lady suffrag | ette |
A | D |
Ah, mater, want Jet to al | ways love me |
A | D |
Ah, mater, want Jet to al | ways love me |
A | G | Gsus4 | G |
Ah, mater, m | uch | later | |
C | G/B | Gm13/A# | F | F | C | G |
→ | | → | | → | | |
x2
| Bm7 |
And | Jet, I thought the |
Am | G/B | C6 | G |
Major was | a | lady suffrag | ette |
A | D |
Ah, mater, want Jet to al | ways love me |
A | D |
Ah, mater, want Jet to al | ways love me |
A | G | Gsus4 | G |
Ah, mater, m | uch | later | |
C | G/B | Gm13/A# | F | F | C | G |
→ | | → | | → | | |
x2
G | C/G | G |
Jet, with the wind in your hair of a | thousand | laces |
| C/G |
Climb on the back and we’ll go for a ride in the | sky |
| Bm7 |
And | Jet, I thought that the |
Am | G/B | C6 | G |
Major was a | little | lady suffrag | ette |
Am | G/B | C6 | G |
Thought you was a | little | lady suffrag | ette |
Am | G/B | C6 | Bm7 |
| | My little lady | yes |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
You’d think that people would have ha | d enough of silly lo | ve songs |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
But I look around me and I se | e it isn’t so | |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
Some people wanna fill the wo | rld with silly lo | ve songs |
| Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
And what’s w | rong with that, I’d l | ike to know |
| Bm | G/B | G/C | G/C# | D |
‘Cause h | ere I go again | → | → | → | |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
I can’t ex | plain the feeling’s | plain to me, now can’t you see |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
Ah, she gave me | more, she gave it | all to me, now can’t you see |
| Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
What’s wron | g with that, I need | to know |
| Bm | G/B | G/C | G/C# | D |
‘Cause h | ere I go again | → | → | → | |
Bm | Em7 |
Love doesn’t come in a min | ute |
Am7 | G |
Sometimes it doesn’t come it all | |
Bm | Em7 |
I only know that when I’m i | n it |
Am7 | C/D |
It isn’t silly, love isn’t silly, love isn’t silly at all | |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
How | can I tell | you about, my loved one |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
How | can I tell | you about, my loved one |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
How | can I tell | you about, my loved one |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
How | can I tell | you about my loved one |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
I can’t ex | plain the feeling’s | plain to me, say can’t you see |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
Ah, he gave me | more, he gave it | all to me, say can’t you see |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
I can’t ex | plain the feeling’s | plain to me, say can’t you see |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
Ah, he gave me | more, he gave it | all to me, say can’t you see |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
I can’t ex | plain the feeling’s | plain to me, say can’t you see |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
Ah, he gave me | more, he gave it | all to me, say can’t you see |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
You’d think that people would have | had enough of silly | love songs |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
I look around me and I | see it isn’t | so, oh no |
G | Bm7 | Cmaj7 |
Some people wanna fill the | world with silly | love songs |
| Bm7 |
And what’s w | rong with that? |
Em | Bm/D | Am | Am/G | Ebdim7 | B7 |
The problem is | all inside your | head, she | said to | me | |
Em | Ebdim7 | Gbdim7 | B7+ | B7 |
The answer is | easy if you | take it logically | | |
Em | Bm/D | Am | Am/G | Ebdim7 |
I’d like to | help you in your | struggle | to be | free |
| B7 | Em | Am | Em |
There | must be | fifty | ways to leave your | lover |
Em | Bm/D | Am | Am/G | Ebdim7 | B7 |
She said it’s | really not my | habit | to | intrude | |
| Em | Ebdim7 | Gbdim7 | B7+ | B7 |
Furthe | rmore, I hope my | meaning won’t be | lost or miscon | strued | |
| Em | Bm/D | Am | Am/G | Ebdim7 |
But I’ll re | peat myself, | at the | risk of | being | rude |
| B7 | Em | Am | Em |
There | must be | fifty | ways to leave your | lover |
Em | Am | Em |
Fifty | ways to leave your | lover |
| G |
You just slip out the | back, Jack |
| C |
You don’t need to be | coy, Roy |
| Bb |
You don’t need to | discuss much |
| C |
Just drop off the | key, Lee |
Em | Bm/D | Am | Am/G | Ebdim7 | B7 |
She said it | grieves me so to | see you | in such | pain | |
| Em | Ebdim7 | Gbdim7 | B7+ | B7 |
I wish | there was something | I could do to | make you smile again | | |
| Em | Bm/D | Am | Am/G | Ebdim7 |
I said I ap | preciate that | and | would you | please ex | plain |
| B7 | Em |
A | bout the | fifty ways |
Em | Bm/D | Am | Am/G | Ebdim7 | B7 |
She said why | don’t we both just | sleep on | it to | night | |
| Em | Ebdim7 | Gbdim7 | B7+ | B7 |
And I be | lieve in the | morning you’ll | begin to see the light | | |
| Em | Bm/D | Am | Am/G | Ebdim7 |
And then she | kissed me and I | realized she | probab | ly was | right |
| B7 | Em | Am | Em |
There | must be | fifty | ways to leave your | lover |
Em | Am | Em |
Fifty | ways to leave your | lover |
| G |
You just slip out the | back, Jack |
| C |
You don’t need to be | coy, Roy |
| Bb |
You don’t need to | discuss much |
| C |
Just drop off the | key, Lee |
| G |
You just slip out the | back, Jack |
| C |
You don’t need to be | coy, Roy |
| Bb |
You don’t need to | discuss much |
| C |
Just drop off the | key, Lee |
D|--------0-0-----|
A|----1-2-----1-2-|
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D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | Em | A7 | D | Em | A7 |
| | | | | | | | |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G |
When I think | back on | all the | crap I learned in h | igh school |
Em | A7 | D | Em | A7 |
It’s a wonder | I can think at a | ll | | |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G |
And though my la | ck of | educ | ation hasn’t | hurt me none |
Em | A7 | D |
I can read the | writing on the | wall |
| Am | D7 |
They give us those | nice bright | colors |
| G | C |
They give us the | greens of sum | mers |
| A | D |
Makes you think a | ll the wor | ld’s a sunny |
| Am | D7 | G | C |
I got a N | ikon cam | era, I love to take | photograp | hs |
| A | D |
So momma, don’t t | ake my | Kodachrome |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G |
If you took | all the | girls I | knew when I was | single |
Em | A7 | D | Em | A7 |
And put ‘em all | together for one | night | | |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G |
I know they’d | never | match my | sweet imagin | ation |
Em | A7 | D |
And ev’rything looks | worse in black and | white |
| Am | D7 |
They give us those | nice bright | colors |
| G | C |
They give us the | greens of sum | mers |
| A | D |
Makes you think a | ll the wor | ld’s a sunny |
| Am | D7 | G | C |
I got a N | ikon cam | era, I love to take | photograp | hs |
| A | D |
So momma, don’t t | ake my | Kodachrome |
| G | Bm | Em |
Mama don’t | take my | Kodachrome a | way |
| G | Bm | Em |
Mama don’t | take my | Kodachrome a | way |
| G | Bm | Em |
Mama don’t | take my | Kodachrome a | way |
G |
Mama don’t take my Kodachrome |
Bm |
Mama don’t take my Kodachrome |
Em |
Mama don’t take my Kodachrome away |
G |
Mama don’t take my Kodachrome |
Bm |
Leave your boy so far from home |
Em |
Mama don’t take my Kodachrome away |
G |
Mama don’t take my Kodachrome |
Bm |
Mama don’t take my Kodachrome |
Em |
Mama don’t take my Kodachrome away |
| G |
The | Mama pajama rolled outta bed |
| C |
And she ran to the police s | tation |
| D |
When the | papa found out, he began to shout |
| G |
He started the investi | gation |
| D | G |
It’s against the | law, it was against the l | aw |
| D | G |
What the mama | saw, it was against the l | aw |
G |
Mama look down and spit on the ground |
| C |
Every time her name gets | mentioned |
| D |
The | papa said oy, if I get that boy |
| G |
I’m gonna stick him in the house of de | tention |
| C | G |
Well I’m on my wa | y, I don’t know w | here I’m goin’ |
| C | G |
I’m on my | way, I’m takin’ my | time |
| A | D |
But I d | on’t know w | here |
| C | G |
Goodbye to R | osie, the queen of Co | rona |
| G | F | C | D | G | C | G | D |
Seein’ | me and Ju | lio d | own by the sch | ooly | ard | | | |
| G | F | C | D | G | C | G | D |
Seein’ | me and Ju | lio d | own by the sch | ooly | ard | | | |
C | G | C | G | A | D | C | G |
G | F | C | D | G | C | G | D |
G | F | C | D | G | C | G | D | D |
| | | | | | | | |
| G |
Woah... | In a couple of days they’re gonna take me away |
| C |
But the press let the story | leak |
| D |
Now when the | radical priest come to get me released |
| G |
We was all on the cover of | Newsweek |
| C | G |
Well I’m on my wa | y, I don’t know w | here I’m goin’ |
| C | G |
I’m on my | way, I’m takin’ my | time |
| A | D |
But I d | on’t know w | here |
| C | G |
Goodbye to R | osie, the queen of Co | rona |
| G | F | C | D | G | C | G | D |
Seein’ | me and Ju | lio d | own by the sch | ooly | ard | | | |
| G | F | C | D | G | C | G | D |
Seein’ | me and Ju | lio d | own by the sch | ooly | ard | | | |
| G | F | C | D | G |
Seein’ | me and Ju | lio d | own by the sch | ooly | ard |
D | G7 |
The lunatic is on the gras | s |
D | G7 |
The lunatic is on the gras | s |
D | E/D |
Remembering games and | daisy chains and laughs |
A7 | D | Dsus2 |
Got to keep the loonies on the path | | |
D | G7 |
The lunatic is in the hal | l |
D | G7 |
The lunatics are in my | hall |
D | E/D |
The paper holds their folded | faces to the floor |
| A7 | D | Dsus2 | D7 |
And | every day the paperboy brings | more | | |
G | A |
And if the dam breaks open | many years too soon |
| C | G |
And | if there is no room upon the hill | |
G | A7 |
And if your head explodes with dark | forebodings too |
| C | G |
I’ll | see you on the dark side of the moon | |
D | G7 |
The lunatic is in my head | |
D | G7 |
The lunatic is in my head | |
D | E/D |
You raise the blade, | you make the change |
A7 | D | Dsus2 |
You re-arrange me ‘till I’m sane | | |
| E/D |
And | throw away the key |
| A7 | D | Dsus2 | D7 |
There’s | someone in my head but it’s not | me | | |
G | A |
And if the cloud bursts, | thunder in your ear |
C | G |
You shout and no one seems to hear | |
G | A7 |
And if the band you’re in starts | playing different tunes |
| C | G |
I’ll | see you on the dark side of the moon | |
D | G7 | D | G7 |
| | | I can’t think of anything to say, it’s sad |
Bm | A |
Hello, is there anybody | in there? |
| G | Em |
Just nod if you can | hear me | |
| A |
I hear you’re | feeling down |
G | Em |
I can ease your | pain |
| Bm |
And get you | on your feet again |
| A |
I’ll need some infor | mation first |
G | Em |
Just the basic facts | |
| Bm |
Can you | show me where it hurts? |
D | A |
There is no pain you are re | ceding |
D | A |
A distant ship smoke on the ho | rizon |
C | G |
You are only coming through in | waves |
| C | G |
Your | lips move but I can’t hear what you’re | saying |
| D | A |
When | I was a child I had a | fever |
| D | A |
My | hands felt just like two | balloons |
C | G |
Now I’ve got that feeling once a | gain |
| C |
I can’t explain, you would not | understand |
A | C | G | D |
I | have be | come comfortably | numb |
A | D | A | C | G | C | G |
A | C | G | D |
I | have be | come comfortably | numb |
Bm | A |
O.K. (O.K., O.K.) just a little | pinprick |
| G | Em |
There’ll be no more | aaaa | aaaah! |
| Bm |
But you may | feel a little sick |
| A |
I do believe it’s | working, good |
| G | Em |
That’ll keep you | going for the | show |
| Bm |
Come | on it’s time to go |
D | A |
There is no pain, you are re | ceding |
D | A |
A distant ship smoke on the ho | rizon |
C | G |
You are only coming through in | waves |
| C | G |
Your | lips move but I can’t hear what you’re | saying |
| D | A |
When | I was a child, I caught a | fleeting glimpse |
D | A |
Out of the corner of my | eye |
C | G |
I turned to look but it was | gone |
| C |
I cannot put my finger | on it now |
| G |
The child is grown, the | dream is gone |
A | C | G | D |
I | have be | come comfortably | numb |
A | C | G | D |
I | have be | come comfortably | numb |
Look mommy, there's an airplane up in the sky
D11 |
Am | B/A |
Am | B/A |
Am | B/A |
D11 |
|
D | Dadd9 | D | Dmaj7 | Bm6 |
Ooo | oo | oo | oooh | ooh |
D | Dadd9 | D | Dmaj7 | Bm6 |
Ooo | oo | oo | oooh | ooh |
Am | B/A |
Did-did-did-did you see the fright | ened ones? |
Am | B/A |
Did-did-did-did you hear the fall | ing bombs? |
Am | B/A |
Did-did-did-did you ever won | der |
| A | G/A |
Why we | had to run for shel | ter |
| F#m/A | A |
When the prom | ise of a | brave new world |
| G/A | Bm6 |
Unfo | uled beneath a | clear blue sky ? |
D11 |
D | Dadd9 | D | Dmaj7 | Bm6 |
Ooo | oo | oo | oooh | ooh |
D | Dadd9 | D | Dmaj7 | Bm6 |
Ooo | oo | oo | oooh | ooh |
Am | B/A |
Did-did-did-did you see the fright | ened ones? |
Am | B/A |
Did-did-did-did you hear the fall | ing bombs? |
Am | B/A |
The flames are all long gon | e |
| D11 |
But the pain lingers | on |
D | G/D | G/D | D |
Good | bye | blue | sky |
D | G/D | G/D | D |
Good | bye | blue | sky |
| Emadd9 |
Hey | you, out there in the cold |
| Bm7 |
Getting lonely, getting old, can you | feel me? |
| Emadd9 |
Hey | you, standing in the aisles |
| Bm7 |
With itchy feet and fading smiles, can you | feel me? |
D | G | D | C |
Hey you, don’t you help them to bury the | li- | ii- | ght |
Bm | Am | Emadd9 |
Don’t give in | without a | fight |
| Emadd9 |
Hey | you, out there on your own |
| Bm |
Sitting naked by the phone, would you | touch me? |
| Emadd9 |
Hey | you, with your ear against the wall |
| Bm |
Waiting for someone to call out, would you | touch me? |
D | G | D | C |
Hey you, would you help me to carry the | sto- | o- | one? |
Bm | Am | Em |
Open your heart, | I’m coming | home |
C | D | G | D | C |
But it was | only a | fan | ta | sy |
| C | D | G | D | C |
The w | all was too | high, as | you | can | see |
| C | D | G | D | C |
No m | atter how he | tried he could | not | break | free |
| C | D | Emadd9 |
And the | worms ate | into his | brain |
| Emadd9 |
Hey | you, out there on the road |
| Bm |
Always doing what you’re told, can you | help me? |
| Emadd9 |
Hey | you, out there beyond the wall |
| Bm |
Breaking bottles in the hall, can you | help me? |
D | G | D | C |
Hey you, don’t tell me there’s no hope at | a-a | a-l | l |
| Bm | Am | Emadd9 |
To | gether we stand, | divided we | fall |
D | E/D | F/D | E/D |
D | E/D | F/D | G/D |
| | | |
A | D |
So ya, thought ya, might like to | go to the show? |
A | D |
To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that s | pace cadet glow |
A |
Tell me, is something eluding you sunshine? |
Bm |
Is this not what you expected to see? |
| C#m |
If you | wanna find out what’s behind these cold eyes |
| E |
You’ll | just have to claw your way through this disguise |
A | D |
So ya, thought ya, might like to | go to the show? |
A | D |
To feel the warm thrill of confusion, that s | pace cadet glow |
A |
I’ve got some bad news for you sunshine |
Bm |
Pink isn’t well, he stayed back at the hotel |
| C#m |
And they’ve | sent us along as a surrogate band |
| E |
We’re go | nna find out where you fans really stand |
A | D |
Are there any queers in the theatre tonight, get ‘em | up against the wall |
| A | D |
T | here’s one in the spotlight, he don’t look right to me, get him | up against the wall |
| A |
And t | hat one looks Jewish, and that one’s a coon |
Bm |
Who let all this riff-raff into the room? |
| C#m |
There’s one | smokin’ a joint, and another with spots |
| E | A |
If | I had my way, I’d have all of them sh | ot |
G | C/G | G |
Mother, do you think they’ll drop the | bomb? | |
G | C/G | G |
Mother, do you think they’ll like this | song? | |
C/G | G |
Mother, do you think they’ll try to break my | balls? |
D | C/G | G |
Ooh | ah, mother, should I build the | wall? |
G | C/G | G |
Mother, should I run for presid | ent? | |
G | C/G | G |
Mother, should I trust the governm | ent? | |
C/G | G |
Mother, will they put me in the firin | g line? |
D | C/G | G |
Ooh | ah, is it just a waste of | time? |
G | C/G |
Hush now baby, baby, don’t you | cry |
F | C/G |
Mama’s gonna make all of your | nightmares come true |
F | C/G |
Mama’s gonna put all of her | fears into you |
F | C/G |
Mama’s gonna keep you right here | under her wing |
F | C/G |
She won’t let you fly, but she | might let you sing |
F | C/G | G |
Mama’s gonna keep baby | cozy and | warm |
D | C/G |
Ooh babe, of | course mama’s gonna help build a wall |
G | C/G |
G | C/G |
G | C/G |
D | C/G |
G |
|
G | C/G | D/G | C/G | G |
Mother, do you think she’s good e | nough, | → | for m | e? |
G | C/G | D/G | C/G | G |
Mother, do you think she’s dange | rous, | → | to | me? |
C/G | G |
Mother, will she tear your little boy a | part? |
D | C/G | G |
Ooh | ah, mother, will she break my | heart? |
G | C/G |
Hush now baby, baby, don’t you | cry |
F | C/G |
Mama’s going to check out all your | girlfriends for you |
F | C/G |
Mama won’t let anyone | dirty get through |
F | C/G |
Mama’s gonna wait up unti | l you get in |
F | C/G |
Mama will always find o | ut where you been |
F | C/G | G |
Mama’s gonna keep baby | healthy and | clean |
D | C/G | G |
Ooh babe, you’ll | always be baby to | me |
G | C/G |
Mother, did it need to be so | high? |
| C |
I’ve got a | little black book with my poems in |
| E |
Got a | bag with a toothbrush and a comb in |
| F | C |
When | I’m a good dog, they sometimes throw me a | bone |
F | C |
I got e | lastic bands keeping my shoes on |
| E | E7 |
Got those | swollen hand blues | |
| F | C |
Got | thirteen channels of shit on the TV to | choose from |
| C |
I’ve got e | lectric light |
C7 |
And I’ve got second sight |
| F | Fm | C | E7 | Am | D7 | G |
And a | mazing po | wers of observatio | n | | | | |
| E7 |
And that is how I know | |
Am |
When I try to get through |
C | D | Fm |
On the telephone to you | | |
| C |
There’ll be nobody ho | me |
| C |
I’ve got the ob | ligatory Hendrix perm |
| E |
And the in | evitable pinhole burns |
F | C |
All down the front of my favorite satin s | hirt |
F | C |
I’ve got | nicotine stains on my fingers |
| E | E7 |
I’ve got a | silver spoon on a chain | |
| F | C |
Got a | grand piano to prop up my mortal re | mains |
| C |
I’ve got | wild staring eyes |
C7 | F |
And I’ve got a strong urge to fly | |
| Fm | C | E7 | Am | D7 | G |
But | I got nowhere to | fly to | | | | |
Am | C | D | Fm |
Ooooh, babe | when I pick up the phone | | |
| C | F | C | F | C |
There’s still nobody hom | e | | | | |
| C |
I’ve got a | pair of Gohill’s boots |
| E | E7 |
And I got | fading roots | |
A | C#m |
Day after day, | love turns gray |
| D | A | D |
Like the | skin of a dying man | | → |
| A | C#m |
And n | ight after night, we pret | end it’s all right |
| Bm7 |
But | I have grown older and you have grown colder and |
D | E7 |
Nothing is very much | fun anymore |
| A | C#m | D | A | D |
And | I can | feel | one of my turns coming | on | → |
A | C#m | Bm7 |
I | feel, | cold as a razor blade, tight as a tourniquet |
D | E7 |
Dry as a funeral | drum |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
Run to the b | edroom, in the s | uitcase on the l | eft |
| A7 | Bm | Bm | F#m | Bm |
You’ll | find my | favorite axe | → | → | |
C/G | G | C/G | G |
Don’t look so | frightened, this is | just a passing p | hase |
| Bm | Bm | F#m | Bm |
One of | my bad days | → | → | |
| C/G | G |
Would you | like to watch T. | V.? |
| C/G | G |
Or | get between the sheets | ? |
| Bm |
Or contempl | ate the silent freeway? |
| Bm | F#m | Bm |
Would you l | ike someth | ing to ea | t? |
| C |
Would you | like to learn to fly? Would you? |
| Bm |
Would you | like to see me try? |
| C |
Would you | like to call the cops? |
| C |
Do you t | hink it’s time I stopped? |
Em9 |
Why are you running away? |
F#m | A |
Ticking away the moments that make up a | dull day |
E | F#m |
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand | way |
F#m | A |
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your | hometown |
E | F#m |
Waiting for someone or something to show you the | way |
Dmaj7 |
Tired of lying in the sunshine |
Amaj7 |
Staying home to watch the rain |
Dmaj7 |
You are young and life is long and |
Amaj7 |
There is time to kill today |
Dmaj7 |
And then one day you find |
C#m7 |
Ten years have got behind you |
Bm7 |
No one told you when to run |
E |
You missed the starting gun |
| F#m | A |
You | run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it’s sink | ing |
E | F#m |
Racing around to come up behind you a | gain |
| F#m | A |
The | sun is the same in a relative way, but you’re | older |
E | F#m |
Shorter of breath, and one day closer to | death |
Dmaj7 |
Every year is geting shorter |
Amaj7 |
Never seem to find the time |
Dmaj7 |
Plans that either come to naught or |
Amaj7 |
Half a page of scribbled lines |
Dmaj7 |
Hanging on in quiet |
| C#m7 |
Despera | tion is the English way |
| Bm7 |
The | time is gone, the song is over |
| F/B |
Thought I’d something | more to say |
Em9 | A7 |
Em9 | A7 |
Em9 | A7 |
Home home a | gain |
Em9 | A7 |
I like to be here when I c | an |
Em9 | A7 |
When I come home cold and | tired |
| Em9 | A7 |
It’s | good to warm my bones beside the f | ire |
Cmaj7 | Bm7 |
Far away across the field the | tolling of the iron bell |
Fmaj7 | G |
Calls the faithful to their knees to | hear the softly |
D7#9 | Cdim/Eb | Bm |
Spoken | magic | spell |
F | Amadd9 |
Welcome to the ma | chine |
Dm | Am |
It’s all right, we know where you’ve b | een |
F |
You’ve been in the pipeline filling in time |
Amadd9 |
Provided with toys and scouting for boys |
F |
You bought a guitar to punish your ma |
Am |
You didn’t like school |
And you know you’re nobody’s foo-oo-ool
| Fmaj7 | Amadd9 |
So | welcome to the mach | ine |
F | Amadd9 |
Welcome to the ma | chine |
D | Am |
It’s all right, we told you what to dr | eam |
Fmaj7 |
You dreamed of a big star |
Amadd9 |
He played a mean guitar |
| Fmaj7 |
He | always ate in the steak bar |
| Amadd9 |
He | loved to drive in his Jaguar |
| Fmaj7 | Amadd9 |
So | welcome to the machin | e |
Em7 | G | Em7 | G |
Em7 | A7 | Em7 | A7 |
G |
|
C | D |
So, so you think you can t | ell |
| Am | G |
Heaven from h | ell, blue skies from | pain |
| D |
Can you tell a green | field from a cold steel |
C | Am |
Rail, a smile from a | veil |
| G |
Do you think you can t | ell? |
| C | D |
And did they get you to tr | ade your heroes for | ghosts? |
| Am | G |
Hot ashes for tr | ees? Warm air for a coo | l breeze? |
| D |
Cold comfort for cha | nge? |
| C | Am | G |
And did you exchan | ge a walk on part in the | war for a lead role in a ca | ge? |
Em7 | G | Em7 | G |
Em7 | A7 | Em7 | A7 |
G |
|
C | D |
How I wish, how I wish you were | here |
| Am |
We’re just | two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl |
D |
Running over the same old ground |
| Am | G |
The same old | fears, wish you were here | |
Em7 | G | Em7 | G |
Em7 | A7 | Em7 | A7 |
G |
|
A | G | D | A | G | D |
I can see why | you think | you be | long to me | | |
| A | G | D |
I | never tried to | make you | think or |
A | D |
Let you see one thing for your | self |
| C | D |
But now you’re | off with someone else and I’m | alone |
| C | E |
You see I | thought that I might keep you for my | own |
A | G | D |
Amie | what you wanna | do? |
A | G | D |
I think | I could stay with | you |
| Bm | E |
For a | while maybe longer if I | do |
A | G | D | A | G | D |
Don’t you think the | time is | right for | us to find | | |
A | G | D |
All the things we | thought weren’t | proper |
| D | C | D |
And can you | see which way | we should turn together or | alone |
| C | E |
I can | never see what’s right or what is | wrong |
E |
Will it take to long to see? |
A | G | D |
Amie | what you wanna | do? |
A | G | D |
I think | I could stay with | you |
| Bm | E |
For a | while maybe longer if I | do |
A | G | D |
Amie | what you wanna | do? |
A | G | D |
I think | I could stay with | you |
| Bm | E |
For a | while maybe longer if I | do |
A | G | D | A | G | D |
Now it’s come to | what you | want you’ve | had your way | | |
| A | G | D |
And | all the things you | thought be | fore just |
| D | C | D |
And can you | see that I | don’t know if it’s you or if it’s | me |
| C | E |
If it’s | one of us I’m sure we both will | see |
E |
Won’t you look at me and tell me? |
A | G | D |
Amie | what you wanna | do? |
A | G | D |
I think | I could stay with | you |
| Bm | E |
For a | while maybe longer if I | do |
A | G | D |
Amie | what you wanna | do? |
A | G | D |
I think | I could stay with | you |
| Bm | E |
For a | while maybe longer if I | do |
| A | G6/A | Dsus2/A |
I keep | falling in and out of | love with | you |
A | G6/A | Dsus2/A |
Falling in and out of | love with | you |
A | G6/A | Dsus2/A |
Don’t know what I’m gonna | do | |
| A | Dsus2/A | Fmaj7 | Dmadd9 | A |
I keep | falling in and out of | love with | you | | |
| A | C#m | F#m7 | Bm7 | E7 |
To | night I’m gonna have my | self a real | good time, I feel ali | -i-i-i | ve |
| A | A7 | D | Bm7 | F#7 |
And the | world, I’ll | turn it inside o | ut yeah, I’m | floating around in | ecstasy |
| Bm | A | E | Bm |
So | don’t | stop | me | now |
| Bm | E | D/F# | E/G# |
Cause I’m | having a good time, | having a | good | time |
| A | C#m | F#m7 |
I’m a | shooting star leaping through the | sky, like a t | iger |
| Bm | A | D | Esus4 |
Defying the l | aws of g | ravi | t | y |
| A | C#m | F#m7 |
I’m a | racing car passing | by, like Lady God | iva |
| Bm | A | D | Esus4 | A |
I’m gonna | go, g | o, | go, | there’s no stopping m | e |
| A7 | D | Bm7 |
I’m | burning through the s | ky yeah, two | hundred degrees |
| F#7 | Bm |
That’s why they | call me Mr. Fahren | heit |
| F#7 | Bm |
I’m | traveling at the speed of l | ight |
| Bm | A | D | D/F# | Esus4 |
I wanna make a s | upers | onic m | an o | ut of yo | u |
A | Bm | C#m | F#m | Bm7 | E |
Don’t | stop | me n | ow, I’m having such a g | ood time, I’m ha | ving a ball |
A | Bm | C#m | F#m | Bm7 | F#7 |
Don’t | stop | me n | ow, if you wanna have a g | ood time, just g | ive me a call |
Bm | A | E | Bm |
Don’t | stop | me n | ow, a good time |
Bm | A | E | Bm |
Don’t | stop | yes, I’m h | aving a good time |
E7 | C6/D |
I don’t wanna stop at a | ll |
| A | C#m | F#m7 |
I’m a | rocket ship on my way to | Mars, on a col | lision course |
| Bm | A | D | Esus4 |
I’m a | satellite, | | I’m o | ut of control |
| A | C#m | F#m |
I’m a | sex machine ready to re | load, like an | atom bomb |
| Bm | A | D | Esus4 | A |
About to | oh, | oh, | oh, | oh, oh expl | ode |
| A7 | D | Bm7 |
I’m | burning through the s | ky yeah, two | hundred degrees |
| F#7 | Bm |
That’s why they | call me Mr. Fahren | heit |
| F#7 | Bm |
I’m | traveling at the speed of | light |
| Bm | A | D | D/F# | Esus4 |
I wanna make a s | upers | onic m | an o | ut of yo | u |
| E |
Don’t s | top me, don’t stop me, don’t stop me (hey, hey, hey) |
| E |
Don’t s | top me, don’t stop me (ooh, ooh, ooh, I like it) |
| E |
Don’t s | top me, don’t stop me (have a good time, good time) |
| E |
Don’t s | top me, don’t stop me (woooaaaawwwww) |
A | C#m | F#m7 | Bm | A | D | Esus4 |
| | | → | → | → | |
A | C#m | F#m7 | Bm | A | D | Esus4 |
| | | → | → | → | |
A | A7 | D | Bm7 |
Whoa, I’m | burning through the s | ky yeah, two | hundred degrees |
| F#7 | Bm |
That’s why they | call me Mr. Fahren | heit |
F#7 | Bm |
Travelling at the speed of | light |
| Bm | A | D | D/F# | Esus4 |
I wanna make a s | upers | onic m | an o | ut of yo | u |
A | Bm | C#m | F#m | Bm7 | E |
Don’t | stop | me n | ow, I’m having such a g | ood time, I’m h | aving a ball |
A | Bm | C#m | F#m | Bm7 | F#7 |
Don’t | stop | me n | ow, if you wanna have a g | ood time, just g | ive me a call |
Bm | A | E | Bm |
Don’t | stop | me n | ow, a good time |
Bm | A | E | Bm |
Don’t | stop | yes, I’m h | aving a good time |
| E | C6/D |
I | don’t wanna stop at a | ll |
| Em | D7 |
She keeps | Moet and Chandon | in her pretty cabinet |
Em | D7 | G |
“Let them eat cake” she says, | just like Marie A | ntoinette |
| G | D/F# | G7/F | C/E |
A | built-in | remedy for K | ruschev and Ke | nnedy |
| Cm/D# | G/D | C/D | D7 |
And | any time an i | nvitation yo | u can’t dec | line |
B7 | Em | D7 | G |
Caviar and | cigarettes, | well-versed in e | tiquette |
| F#7 | Bm | A7 |
Extra | ordinarily | nice, | she’s a |
Bm | F#m | Bm | C#7 | F#m |
Gunpowder, | gelatine, | dynamite with a | laser be | am |
B7 | A/C# | B7/D# | E | D |
Guarant | eed to | blow your | mind | |
Any time
C#7 | F#m |
Recommended | at the price |
| B7 | Em |
In | satiable in | appetite |
| Em |
To a | void complications |
| D |
She | never kept the same address |
| D | G |
She | spoke just like a b | aroness |
G | D/F# |
Met a man from | China |
| G7/D | C/E |
Went | down to Geisha M | inah |
| Cm/D# | G/D |
Then a | gain incid | entally |
| C/D | D7 |
If you’re | that way incl | ined |
| B7 | Em |
Perfume came | naturally from | Paris (naturally) |
| D7 | G |
For | cars she couldn’t | care less |
| F#7 | Bm | A7 |
Fast | idious and pre | cise, | she’s a |
Bm | F#m | Bm | C#7 | F#m |
Gunpowder, | gelatine, | dynamite with a | laser | beam |
B7 | A/C# | B7/D# | E | D |
Guarant | eed to | blow your | mind | |
Any time
| B7 | Em |
Drop of a | hat, she’s as | willing as |
B7 | Em |
Playful as a | pussycat |
| D | G |
Then | momentarily o | ut of action |
D | G |
Temporarily o | ut of gas |
| F#7 | Bm | A |
To | absolutely | drive | you |
D | A | Dm | A |
Wi- | ild, | wi- | ild, she’s a |
Bm | F#m | Bm | C#7 | F#m |
Gunpowder, | gelatine, | dynamite with a | laser | beam |
B7 | A/C# | B7/D# | E | D |
Guarant | eed to | blow your | mind | |
What a drag
D | D | A/C# | Bm | G |
Can, | an | yb | od | y |
G | D/A | D |
Somebody t | o, lo | ve |
| D | A/C# | Bm |
Oh, each | morning I | get up, I | die a little |
| D | E7 | A |
Can | barely st | and on my f | eet |
| D | A/C# | Bm |
(Take a look at yourself) Take a | look i | n the m | irror and cry |
E7 | A |
Lord what you’re doing to | me |
| D | E7 | A |
I have s | pent all my | years in bel | ieving you |
| A | E7/G# | A | G |
But I ju | st can’t | get no rel | ief, | lord |
D |
Somebody (somebody), ooh somebody (somebody) |
| D | A/C# | Bm | G | A7 |
Can | any | body f | ind | me | |
| D | A/C# | Bm | G | A |
Somebody to l | ove? | | | | |
| D | A/C# | Bm |
I work | hard (he works hard) every | day of my life | |
| D | E7 | A |
I w | ork till I | ache my | bones |
| D | A/C# | Bm |
At the e | nd (at the e | nd of the d | ay) |
Bm | E7 | A |
I take home my | hard-earned pay all on my o | wn |
| D | E7 |
I get | down (down) on my | knees (knees) |
| A |
And I s | tart to pray (praise the Lord) |
| A | E7/G# | A | G |
Till the te | ars run | down from my | eyes, | lord |
D |
Somebody (somebody), ooh somebody (somebody) |
| D | A/C# | Bm | G | A7 |
Can | any | body f | ind | me | |
| D | D | D7 | D7 |
Somebody to l | ove? | | | |
| G |
( | He works hard) everyday |
I try and I try and I try
| C |
But | everybody wants to put me down |
| Cm |
They say | I’m going crazy |
E7 |
They say I got a lot of water in my brain |
| A |
Aw, I got no common sense, I got nobody left to bel | ieve |
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
D | A/C# | Bm |
D | E7 | A |
D | A/C# | Bm |
E7 | A |
D | E7 | A |
A | E7/G# | A | G |
| | Oooh | lord |
D |
Somebody (somebody), somebody (somebody) |
| D | A/C# | Bm | G | A |
Can | any | body f | ind | me | |
| Bm | G | A |
(Anybo | dy f | ind me | someone to love) |
| D | A/C# | Bm |
Got no f | eel, | I got no | rhythm |
| D | E7 | A |
I j | ust keep lo | sing my b | eat (you just keep losing and losing) |
| D | A/C# | Bm |
I’m | OK, I’m | alright | (he’s alright) |
| E7 | A |
I a | in’t gonna face no de | feat |
| D | E7 | A |
I just | gotta get | out of this p | rison cell |
| A | E7/G# | A | G |
Somed | ay I’m | gonna be f | ree | lord! |
D |
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love |
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love, love, love, love
D |
Find me somebody to love, find me somebody to love |
Somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody
Somebody find me, somebody find me Somebody to love
| D | A/C# | Bm | G | A7 |
Can | any | body f | ind | me | |
| D |
Somebody tooooooo, lo | ve |
D | A/C# | Bm | G | A | D |
| Find me | somebody t | o | l | ove |
D | A/C# | Bm | G | A | D |
| Find me | somebody t | o | l | ove |
E | D | A/C# | G | D/F# |
Ooooh | → | | → | |
| E |
Get your | party gown, and get your pigtail down |
| D | A/C# | G | D/F# |
And get your heart beatin’, baby | → | → | → | |
| E |
Got my | timin’ right, got my act all tight |
| D | A/C# | G | D/F# |
It’s gotta be tonight, my little schoolbabe | → | → | → | |
| B |
Your | mamma says you don’t, and your daddy says you won’t |
And I’m boilin’ up inside
| D | E |
Ain’t no way I’m | gonna lose out this | time |
A |
Tie your mother down, tie your mother down |
| E | D | A/C# | E |
Lock your | daddy out of | doors, I | don’t need | him nosin’ around |
A |
Tie your mother down, tie your mother down |
| D | A/C# | G | D/F# | E |
Give me | all | your | love | to | night |
| E |
You’re such a | dirty louse, go get out of my house |
| D | A/C# | G | D/F# |
That’s all I ever get from you | → | → | → | |
E |
Family ties, in fact I don’t think I ever heard |
| D | A/C# | G | D/F# |
A single little civil word from those guys | → | → | → | |
| B |
But you know | I don’t give a light, I’m gonna make out all right |
| D |
I’ve got a sweetheart hand to put a stop to | all that |
E |
Snipin’ an’ grousin’ all night |
A |
Tie your mother down, tie your mother down |
| E | D | A/C# | E |
Take y | our little bro | ther swim | min’ with a | brick, that’s all right |
A |
Tie your mother down, tie your mother down |
| D | A/C# | G | D/F# | E |
Or you | ain’t | no | friend | of | mine |
| B |
Your | mummy and your daddy are gonna plague me till I die |
| D |
Why can’t they understand I’m just a | peace lovin’ guy |
A |
Tie your mother down, tie your mother down |
| E |
Get that | big, big, big, big, big, big daddy out of doors |
A |
Tie your mother down, tie your mother down |
| D | A/C# | G | D/F# | E |
Give me | all | your | love | to | night |
E | D | A | G | D/F# | E |
| All | your | love | toni | ght |
E | D | A | G | D/F# |
Give me every inch of your love | | | | |
E | D | A | G | D/F# | E |
| | | All | your | love tonight |
E | D | A | G | D/F# | A | E |
Gotta get my timing right | | | All yo | ur love | toni | ght |
G | D | Em | C | G | D | Em | C | C | D |
| | | | | | → | | → | |
G | D | Em | C | G | D | Em | C | C | D |
| | | | | | → | | → | |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I get the s | ame old dreams | same time ev | ery night |
C | G/B | Am | D |
Fall to the g | round and I | wake up | |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
So I get | out of bed, put | on my shoes and i | n my head |
C | G/B | Am | D |
Thoughts fly b | ack to the br | eak-up | |
Eb | F |
These four walls are | closin’ in |
| Eb | D/A | D |
L | ook at the fix you’ve | put me | in |
G | D | Em | C |
Since you’ve been go | ne, s | ince you’ve been go | ne |
| G | D | Em | C | C | D |
I’m o | ut of my he | ad, can’t t | ake | it | → | |
G | D | Em | C |
Could I be wro | ng, but s | ince you’ve been g | one |
G | D | Em | C | C | D |
You cast a sp | ell so | break i | t | → | |
G | D | Em | C | C | D |
Whoa | oh | → | | since you | been gone |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
So in the n | ight I stand | beneath the b | ack street light |
C | G/B | Am | D |
I read the w | ords that you s | ent to me | |
G | D/F# | Em | D |
I could take the | afternoon the n | ighttime comes aro | und too soon |
C | G/B | Am | D |
You can’t k | now what you m | ean to m | e |
Eb | F |
Your poison letter, your | telegram |
| Eb | D/A | D |
J | ust goes to show you don’t | give a | damn |
G | D | Em | C |
Since you’ve been go | ne, s | ince you’ve been go | ne |
| G | D | Em | C | C | D |
I’m o | ut of my he | ad, can’t t | ake | it | → | |
G | D | Em | C |
Could I be wro | ng, but s | ince you’ve been g | one |
G | D | Em | C | C | D |
You cast a sp | ell so | break i | t | → | |
G | D | Em | C | C | D |
Whoa | oh | → | | since you | been gone |
G | Am7 | Bm7 | C | D7 | Ebdim7 |
Em | G/D | C | D/A |
| | | |
| G | Am7 | Bm7 |
I | f you | will come | back |
| C | D7 | Ebdim7 |
B | aby you kn | ow you’ll n | ever do |
A | E | F#m | D |
Since you’ve been go | ne, s | ince you’ve been go | ne |
| A | E | F#m | D | D | E |
I’m o | ut of my he | ad, can’t t | ake | it | → | |
A | E | F#m | D |
Could I be wro | ng, but s | ince you’ve been g | one |
A | E | F#m | D | D | E |
You cast a sp | ell so | break i | t | → | |
A | E | F#m | Dm/F |
Whoa | oh | whoa | oh |
A/E | E | F#m | Dm/F | A/E | E | A |
Whoa | oh | → | | ever since | you been | gone |
| Em | Am |
S | trumming my pain with his | fingers |
| D7 | G |
S | inging my life with his w | ords |
| Em | A/C# |
K | illing me softly with hi | s song |
| D | C |
Killing me sof | tly with | his song |
| G | C |
Telling my | whole life with | his words |
| Fmaj7 | E |
Killing me | softly, with his | song |
Am7 | D |
I heard he sa | ng a good song |
G | Cmaj7 |
I heard he h | ad a style |
Am7 | D |
And so I c | ame to see him |
| Em |
And l | isten for a while |
Am7 | D7 |
And there he wa | s this young boy |
G | B7 |
A stranger t | o my eyes |
| Em | Am |
S | trumming my pain with his | fingers |
| D7 | G |
S | inging my life with his w | ords |
| Em | A/C# |
K | illing me softly with hi | s song |
| D | C |
Killing me sof | tly with | his song |
| G | C |
Telling my | whole life with | his words |
| Fmaj7 | E |
Killing me | softly, with his | song |
Am7 | D |
I felt all flu | shed with fever |
G | Cmaj7 |
Embarrassed b | y the crowd |
Am7 | D |
I felt he f | ound my letters |
| Em |
And r | ead each one out loud |
Am7 | D7 |
I prayed that h | e would finish |
G | B7 |
But he just ke | pt right on |
| Em | Am |
S | trumming my pain with his | fingers |
| D7 | G |
S | inging my life with his w | ords |
| Em | A/C# |
K | illing me softly with hi | s song |
| D | C |
Killing me sof | tly with | his song |
| G | C |
Telling my | whole life with | his words |
| Fmaj7 | E |
Killing me | softly, with his | song |
Am7 | D |
He sang as | if he knew me |
G | Cmaj7 |
In all my d | ark despair |
Am7 | D |
And then he lo | oked right through me |
Am7 | D7 |
And he just ke | pt on singing |
G | B7 |
Singing c | lear and strong |
| Em | Am |
S | trumming my pain with his | fingers |
| D7 | G |
S | inging my life with his w | ords |
| Em | A/C# |
K | illing me softly with hi | s song |
| D | C |
Killing me sof | tly with | his song |
| G | C |
Telling my | whole life with | his words |
| Fmaj7 | E |
Killing me | softly, with his | song |
Em | A/C# | D | C |
La la la, la | la la, | oh | oh |
| Em | Am |
S | trumming my pain with his | fingers |
| D7 | G |
S | inging my life with his w | ords |
| Em | A/C# |
K | illing me softly with hi | s song |
| D | C |
Killing me sof | tly with | his song |
| G | C |
Telling my | whole life with | his words |
| Fmaj7 | E |
Killing me | softly | |
| Em | Am |
He was s | trumming my pain | |
| D7 | G |
Yeah, he was s | inging my l | ife |
| Em | A/C# |
K | illing me softly with hi | s song |
| D | C |
Killing me sof | tly with | his song |
| G | C |
Telling my | whole life with | his words |
| Fmaj7 | E |
Killing me | softly with his | song |
| F | Am | G | F |
I was tired of my | lady | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
We’d been to | gether too l | ong | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
Like a w | orn out recor | ding | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
Of a | favorite s | ong | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
So while she | lay there s | leepin’ | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
I read the | paper in be | d | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
And in the | personal co | lumns | | | |
| C9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
There was this | letter I re | ad | | | |
| F | Am | G | F |
If you like piña | coladas | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
And gettin’ caug | ht in the r | ain | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
If you’re | not into y | oga | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
If you | have half a b | rain | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
If you like | makin’ love at m | idnight | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
In the | dunes of a | cape | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
Then I’m the | love that you’ve l | ooked for | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
Write to m | e and e | scape | | | |
| F | Am | G | F |
I didn’t think about my | lady | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
I know that so | unds kind of me | an | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
But me and | my old l | ady | | | |
| G9 | C | Em | Dm | C |
Had fallen i | nto the sam | e old d | ull ro | utine | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
So I w | rote to the p | aper | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
Took out a | personal a | d | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
And though I’m n | obody’s p | oet | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
I thought it | wasn’t half | bad | | | |
| F | Am | G | F |
Yes I like piña | coladas | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
And getting ca | ught in the r | ain | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
I’m not m | uch into h | ealth food | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
I am i | nto champ | agne | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
I’ve got to | meet you by t | omorrow n | oon | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
And cut through a | ll this r | ed tape | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
At a | bar called O’M | alley’s | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
Where we’ll | plan our e | scape | | | |
| F | Am | G | F |
So I waited with | high hopes | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
And she wa | lked in the p | lace | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
I knew her s | mile in an i | nstant | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
I knew the | curve of her | face | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
It was my | own lovely l | ady | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
And she s | aid, aw it’s | you | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
And we | laughed for a m | oment | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
And I s | aid I ne | ver knew | | | |
| F | Am | G | F |
That you like piña | coladas | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
And gettin’ caug | ht in the r | ain | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
And the | feel of the o | cean | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
And the | taste of champa | gne | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
If you like | makin’ love at m | idnight | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
In the | dunes of a | cape | | | |
| C9 | F | Am | G | F |
You’re the | lady I’ve l | ooked for | | | |
| G9 | C | Em7 | Dm7 | C |
Come with m | e and e | scape | | | |
C6 | Gadd9 | A#maj7 |
Dsus2 | Dsus4 | D |
Dsus2 | Dsus4 | D |
| | |
| D | C |
And the | men who hold high | places |
| G | C | D |
Must | be the | ones to | start |
| D | C |
To | mold a new re | ality |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart |
| D | C |
The | blacksmith and the | artist |
G | C | D |
Reflect it | in their | art |
| D | C |
They | forge their crea | tivity |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart |
| D | C |
Phil | osophers and | ploughmen |
G | C | D |
Each must | know his pa | rt |
| D | C |
To | sow a new men | tality |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart, yes |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart, yeah |
| D | C |
Whoa, whoa | You can be the | captain |
| G | C | D |
And | I will | draw the | charts |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart |
| G | D | C |
Well | closer | to the | heart, yeah |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart, I said |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart, well |
G | D | C |
Closer | to the | heart, yeah |
G | D | C |
Closer | to your | heart |
D | G/E | Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
| | | | | → | → | x3 |
D | G/E |
Why try? I | know why |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
The f | eeling ins | ide me says it’s t | ime I was go | ne | → | |
D | G/E |
Clear head, new | life ahead |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
It’s t | time I was k | ing now not j | ust one more p | awn | → | |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y n | ight, awa | y from h | ere |
G/D | D | D | D | A | G/A | A |
Change m | y l | ife ag | a-a | in | → | |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y ni | ght goodb | ye my d | ear |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
My s | hip isn’t c | oming and I j | ust can’t pre | tend | → | |
D | G/E | Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
| | | | | → | → | x1 |
D | G/E |
Moon rise, | thoughtful eyes |
Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
Staring back a | t me from the | window besid | e | → | |
D | G/E |
No fright or | hindsight |
Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
Leaving beh | ind that empty | feeling ins | ide | → | |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y n | ight, awa | y from h | ere |
G/D | D | D | D | A | G/A | A |
Change m | y l | ife ag | a-a | in | → | |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y ni | ght goodb | ye my d | ear |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
My s | hip isn’t c | oming and I j | ust can’t pre | tend | → | |
D | G/E | Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
| | | | | → | → | x4 |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y n | ight, awa | y from h | ere |
G/D | D | D | D | A | G/A | A |
Change m | y l | ife ag | a-a | in | → | |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y ni | ght goodb | ye my d | ear |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
My s | hip isn’t c | oming and I j | ust can’t pre | tend | → | |
| G | C | D |
It’s cha | nging e | very d | ay |
| Am |
The ch | ange of a season |
| Fmaj7 |
Is en | ough of a reason |
| G | D | G |
To w | ant to g | et aw | ay |
| F |
My t | houghts apprehensive |
| G | C | D |
The h | ours d | rift a | way |
| Fmaj7 |
P | laying a lone hand |
| G | D | G |
My l | ife beg | ins to | day |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y n | ight, awa | y from h | ere |
G/D | D | D | D | A | G/A | A |
Change m | y l | ife ag | a-a | in | → | |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y ni | ght goodb | ye my d | ear |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
My s | hip isn’t c | oming and I j | ust can’t pre | tend | → | |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
My s | hip isn’t c | oming and I j | ust can’t pre | tend | → | |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y n | ight, awa | y from h | ere |
G/D | D | D | D | A | G/A | A |
Change m | y l | ife ag | a-a | in | → | |
G/D | D | D | Cadd9 | G |
Fly b | y ni | ght goodb | ye my d | ear |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
My s | hip isn’t c | oming and I j | ust can’t pre | tend | → | |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
My s | hip isn’t c | oming and I j | ust can’t pre | tend | → | |
| Cadd9 | G/B | Gm/Bb | A | G/A | A |
My s | hip isn’t c | oming and I j | ust can’t pre | tend | → | |
| C | C/B | Am |
Well I’d | like to | visit the | moon |
| F | G | C |
On a | rocket ship | high in the | air |
| C | C/B | Am |
Yes I’d | like to | visit the | moon |
| F | G | C |
But I | don’t think I’d | like to live | there |
| F | F/E |
Though I’d | like to look | down at the |
| F | F/E | Dm7 | C |
I would | miss all the | places and | people I | love |
| F | C | G | Am |
So al | though I might | like it for | one after | noon |
| F | G | C |
I | don’t want to | live on the | moon |
| C | C/B | Am |
I’d like to | travel | under the | sea |
| F | G | C |
I could | meet all the | fish every | where |
| C | C/B | Am |
Yes I’d | travel | under the | sea |
| F | G | C |
But I | don’t think I’d | like to live | there |
| F | F/E | Dm7 | C |
I might | stay for a | day there if | I had my | wish |
| F | F/E |
But there’s | not much to | do when your |
Dm7 | C |
Friends are all | fish |
| F | C | G | Am |
And an | oyster and | clam aren’t | real fami | ly |
| F | G | C |
So I | don’t want to | live in the | sea |
| F | C | G | C |
I’d like to | visit the | jungle hear the | lions | roar |
F | F/E | G | C |
Go back in | time and meet a | dino | saur |
| F | C | G | Am |
There’s | so many strange | places | I’d like to | be |
| F | G | C |
But | none of them | permanent | ly |
| C | C/B | Am |
So if | I should | visit the | moon |
| F | G | C |
Well I’ll | dance on a | moonbeam and | then |
| C | C/B | Am |
I will | make a | wish on a | star |
| F | G | C |
And I’ll | wish I was | home once a | gain |
| F | F/E |
Though I’d | like to look | down at the |
| F | F/E | Dm7 | C |
I would | miss all the | places and | people I | love |
| F | C | G | Am |
So al | though I may | go I’ll be | coming home | soon |
| F | G | C |
‘Cause I | don’t want to | live on the | moon |
| F | G | C | C/B | Am | Am | F | G | C |
No I | don’t... want to | live... on the | moon | | | | | | |
A | A | A7 | A9 |
D | D | Bdim7 | Cdim7 |
A | A | F#7sus4 | F#7 |
D | D | Dm | Dm |
A | A | A | A7 |
D/A | D/A | D/A | D/A |
A | A | A | A7 |
D/A | D/A | D/A | D/A |
| | | |
D | G | D | A | D |
When | tears | are | in your | eyes |
| A | D | A | D |
I will | dry them all | | | |
A | A | E/G# | F#m | E |
| I’m | on | your | side, ohhhh |
| E7 | A | Amaj7 | A7 |
When times | get | rough | | |
| A9 | D | B | E |
And friends | just | can’t | be | found |
A7 | A9 | D | Bdim7 | Cdim7 |
Like | a | bridge | ove | r |
A/E | F#7sus4 | F#7 |
Troubled | wate | r |
D | C#7 | F#m |
I will l | ay me d | own |
A7 | A9 | D | Bdim7 | Cdim7 |
Like | a | bridge | ove | r |
A | F#7sus4 | F#7 |
Troubled | wate | r |
| D | E9 | E7 | A |
I | will l | ay | me d | own |
| A | D |
When you’re do | wn and out | |
| A | D |
When you’re on the | streets | |
D | G | D | A | D |
When | even | ing | falls so | hard |
| A | D | A | D |
I will | comfort you | | | |
A | E/G# | F#m | E |
I’ll t | ake y | our p | art, ohhhh |
| E7 | A | Amaj7 | A7 |
When dark | ness | comes | | |
| A9 | D | B | E |
And pain | is | all | a | round |
A7 | A9 | D | Bdim7 | Cdim7 |
Like | a | bridge | ove | r |
A/E | F#7sus4 | F#7 |
Troubled | wate | r |
D | C#7 | F#m |
I will l | ay me d | own |
A7 | A9 | D | Bdim7 | Cdim7 |
Like | a | bridge | ove | r |
| D | F#m/C# | C# | F#m |
I | will l | ay | me d | own |
B | B7 | A | A |
D | F#m | D | Dm |
A | D | A | D | A | D/A |
| | | | | |
| A | D/A |
Sail on | silver girl | |
D | G | D | A | D |
Your | time | has | come to | shine |
| A | D | A | D |
All your | dreams are on their w | ay | | |
A | A | E/G# | F#m | E |
| See | how | they | shine, ohhh |
| A | Amaj7 | A7 |
And if you | need a | friend | |
| A9 | D | B | E |
I’m sai | ling | right | behin | d |
A7 | A9 | D | Bdim7 | Cdim7 |
Like | a | bridge | ove | r |
D | F#m | C#7 | F#m |
I will | ease | your | mind |
A7 | A9 | D | D7 | B7 |
Like | a | bridge | o | ver |
D | C#7 | F#m | B9 |
I will | ease your | mind | |
| G | C | G |
C | elia, you’re br | eaking my h | eart |
| C | G | D |
You’re sha | king my co | nfidence d | aily |
| C | G | C | G |
Oh Cec | il | ia, I’m d | own on my | knees |
| C | G | D |
I’m beg | ging you p | lease to come | home |
| G | C | G |
C | ecilia, you’re br | eaking my h | eart |
| C | G | D |
You’re sha | king my co | nfidence d | aily |
| C | G | C | G |
Oh Cec | il | ia, I’m d | own on my | knees |
| C | G | D |
I’m beg | ging you p | lease to come | home |
| G | C | G |
M | aking love in the af | ternoon | with Cecilia |
| C | G |
I got up to w | ash my f | ace |
| C | G |
When I | come back to | bed |
| D | G |
Someone’s t | aken my pl | ace |
G | C | G |
Celia, you’re br | eaking my h | eart |
| C | G | D |
You’re sha | king my co | nfidence d | aily |
| C | G | C | G |
Oh Cec | il | ia, I’m d | own on my | knees |
| C | G | D |
I’m beg | ging you p | lease to come | home |
G | G | C | G | C | G | D | D |
| | | | | | | Bobobo... |
| G | C | G |
Jubil | ation, she | loves me agai | n |
| C | G | D |
I f | all on the f | loor and I lau | ghing |
| C | G | C | G |
Jubil | atio | n, she l | oves me ag | ain |
| C | G | D |
I f | all on the f | loor and I lau | ghing |
E7 |
Dee de de de de de de de de de de de de de |
A7 |
Doo do do do do do do do do |
| G | Em |
And here’s to | you Mrs. | Robinson |
G | Em | C | D |
Jesus loves you | more than you will | know, wo wo wo | |
| G | Em |
God bless you | please Mrs. | Robinson |
G | Em | C |
Heaven holds a | place for those who | pray |
| Am7 | E7 |
Hey hey | hey, hey hey | hey |
E7 |
We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files |
| A |
We’d | like to help you learn to help yourself |
D | G | C | Am |
Look around you | all you see are | sympathetic | eyes |
E7 | D |
Stroll around the grounds un | til you feel at home |
| G | Em |
And here’s to | you Mrs. | Robinson |
G | Em | C | D |
Jesus loves you | more than you will | know, wo wo wo | |
| G | Em |
God bless you | please Mrs. | Robinson |
G | Em | C |
Heaven holds a | place for those who | pray |
| Am7 | E7 |
Hey hey | hey, hey hey | hey |
E7 |
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes |
A |
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes |
D | G | C | Am |
It’s a little | secret just the | Robinsons’ a | ffair |
E7 | D |
Most of all you’ve got to | hide it from the kids |
D | G | Em |
Koo koo ka | choo Mrs. | Robinson |
G | Em | C | D |
Jesus loves you | more than you will | know, wo wo wo | |
D | G | Em |
God bless you | please Mrs. | Robinson |
G | Em | C |
Heaven holds a | place for those who | pray |
| Am7 | E7 |
Hey hey | hey, hey hey | hey |
E7 |
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon |
A |
Going to the candidates’ debate |
D | G | C | Am |
Laugh about it | shout about it | when you’ve got to | choose |
E7 | D |
Any way you look at it you | lose |
| G | Em |
Where have you | gone Joe Di | Maggio |
| G | Em | C | D |
A | nation turns its | lonely eyes to | you, woo woo woo | |
| G | Em |
What’s that you | say Mrs. | Robinson |
G | Em | C |
Joltin’ Joe has | left and gone | away |
| Am7 | E7 |
Hey hey | hey, hey hey | hey |
C | Am |
I am just a poor boy though my story’s seldom | told |
| G |
I have | squandered my resistance |
| G7 | G6 | C |
For a | pocket full of | mumbles, such are | promises |
| Am | G | F/C |
All lies and | jest, still a | man hears what he | wants to hear |
| C | G7 | C |
And disregards the | rest | | |
| C | Am |
When I | left my home and my family, I was no more than a | boy |
| G |
In the | company of strangers |
| G7 | G6 | C |
In the | quiet of a | railway station, | running scared |
| Am | G | F |
Laying | low, seeking | out the poorer | quarters |
| C |
Where the ragged people | go |
| G | G7 | G6 | C |
Lookin’ | for the places | only | they would | know |
| Am | G | Am |
Lie la | lie, lie la | lie la lie la lie, lie la | lie |
| G | F | C |
Lie la | lie la la la | lie, lie la la la la | lie |
| C |
Asking | only workman’s wages I come |
| Am | G |
Looking for a | job but I get no | offers |
| G7 | G6 | C |
Just a | come-on from the | whores on Seventh | Avenue |
| Am | G |
I do de | clare, there were | times when I was |
F/C | C |
So lonesome I took some comfort | there |
| C | Am |
Then I’m | laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was | gone |
| G | G7 | G6 | C |
Going | home where the | New York City | winters aren’t | bleeding me |
Em | Am | G | G7 | C |
Leading meee | eeee going | home | | |
| C |
In the | clearing stands a boxer and a |
| G | G7 |
And he | carries a reminder of | ev’ry |
| G6 |
Glove that | laid him down |
| C |
Or | cut him till he cried out in his |
| G | F/C |
I am | leaving, I am | leaving |
| F/C | C | G |
But the | fighter still re | mains, mmm mmm | mmm |
| Am | G | Am |
Lie la | lie, lie la | lie la lie la lie, lie la | lie |
| G | F | Am |
Lie la | lie la la la la, lie | la la la la | lie |
| Am | G | Am |
Lie la | lie, lie la | lie la lie la lie, lie la | lie |
G | F | C |
Lie la lie la la la la, lie | la la la la | lie |
| A |
Well I | don’t know why I came here tonight |
| A |
I got the f | eeling that something ain’t right |
| D7 |
I’m so | scared in case I fall off my chair |
| A |
And I’m | wondering how I’ll get down the stairs |
E |
Clowns to the left of me |
G | D | A |
Jokers to the | right, here I a | m |
A |
Stuck in the middle with you |
| A |
Yes I’m | stuck in the middle with you |
| A |
And I’m | wondering what it is I should do |
| D7 |
It’s so | hard to keep this smile from my face |
| A |
Losing con | trol, yeah, I’m all over the place |
E |
Clowns to the left of me |
G | D | A |
Jokers to the | right, here I a | m |
A |
Stuck in the middle with you |
| D7 |
Well you | started out with nothing |
| A |
And you’re proud that you’re a self-made man | |
| D7 |
And your | friends, they all come crawlin’, slap you on the back and say |
A | Em7 |
Please... | please... |
A |
Trying to make some sense of it all |
A |
But I can see that it makes no sense at all |
| D7 |
Is it | cool to go to sleep on the floor? |
| A |
‘Cause I don’t | think that I can take anymore |
E |
Clowns to the left of me |
G | D | A |
Jokers to the | right, here I a | m |
A |
Stuck in the middle with you |
| D7 |
Yea you | started out with nothing |
| A |
And you’re proud that you’re a self-made man | |
| D7 |
And your | friends, they all come crawlin’, slap you on the back and say |
A | Em7 |
Please... | please... |
| A |
Yeah I | don’t know why I came here tonight |
| A |
I got the f | eeling that something ain’t right |
| D7 |
I’m so | scared in case I fall off my chair |
| A |
And I’m | wondering how I’ll get down the stairs |
E |
Clowns to the left of me |
G | D | A |
Jokers to the | right, here I a | m |
A |
Stuck in the middle with you |
| A |
Yes I’m | stuck in the middle with you |
A |
Stuck in the middle with you |
| A |
Here I am | stuck in the middle with you |
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(Intro)
| A/E | E | F#m7 | E |
If you’re down | | and confused | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
And you don’t remember | | who you’re talking to | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
Concentration | | slip away | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
‘Cause your baby | | is so far away | | |
| C#m | B | A |
Well there’s a | rose | in a fisted g | love |
| C#m | B | A |
And the | eagle flies | with the d | ove |
| C#m | B | A |
And if you c | an’t be | with the one you | love, honey |
| E | A/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | F#m7/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | A/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | F#m7/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
Don’t be angry, | | don’t be sad | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
And don’t sit crying | | over good times you had | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
There’s a girl | | right next to you | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
And she’s just waiting | | for something to do | | |
| C#m | B | A |
Well there’s a | rose | in a fisted g | love |
| C#m | B | A |
And the | eagle flies | with the d | ove |
| C#m | B | A |
And if you c | an’t be | with the one you | love, honey |
| E | A/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | F#m7/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | A/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
| E | A/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | F#m7/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | A/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | F#m7/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
Turn your heartache | | right into joy | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
She’s a girl | | and you’re a boy | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
Get it together, | | make it nice | | |
| A/E | E | F#m7/E | E |
Ain’t gonna need | | any more advice | | |
| C#m | B | A |
And there’s a | rose | in a fisted g | love |
| C#m | B | A |
And the | eagle flies | with the d | ove |
| C#m | B | A |
And if you c | an’t be | with the one you | love, honey |
| E | A/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | F#m7/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | A/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
| E | F#m7/E | E |
Love the one you’re with | | | |
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
| A | G |
I m | et you on somebody’s i | sland |
| D | A |
You though | t you had known me bef | ore |
| A | G |
I brou | ght you a crate of pap | aya |
| D | A |
They w | aited all night by your d | oor |
| A | G |
You p | robably wouldn’t re | member |
| D | A |
I pro | bably couldn’t forget | |
| A | G |
Jungle l | ove in the surf in the p | ouring rain |
| D | A |
E | verything’s better when wet | |
Bm | D | A |
Jungle lo | ve, it’s drivin’ me mad | |
Bm | D | A |
Jungle lo | ve, it’s drivin’ me mad | |
| A | G |
But l | ately you live in the j | ungle |
| D | A |
I ne | ver see you al | one |
| A | G |
But we n | eed some definite a | nswers |
| D | A |
So I though | t I would write you a p | oem |
| A | G |
The q | uestion to everyone’s a | nswer |
| D | A |
Is us | ually asked from within | |
| A | G |
But the p | atterns of the rain and the | truth they contain |
| D | A |
Have writte | n my life on your skin | |
Bm | D | A |
Jungle lo | ve, it’s drivin’ me mad | |
Bm | D | A |
Jungle lo | ve, it’s drivin’ me mad | |
A | G |
You treat me like I was your ocean | |
| D | A |
You s | wim in my blood when it’s warm | |
| A | G |
My c | ycles of circular motion | |
| D | A |
Protec | t you and keep you from harm | |
| A | G |
You live | in a world of illusion | |
| D | A |
Where e | verything’s peaches and cream | |
| A | G |
We a | ll face a scarlet conclusion | |
| D | A |
But we s | pend our time in a dream | |
Bm | D | A |
Jungle lo | ve, it’s drivin’ me mad | |
Bm | D | A |
Jungle lo | ve, it’s drivin’ me mad | |
Bm | D | A |
Jungle lo | ve, it’s drivin’ me mad | |
Bm | D | A |
Jungle lo | ve, it’s drivin’ me mad | |
A |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
Oo oh oh oh oh oh oh
Come on and dance
Come on and dance
Let's make some romance
You know the night is fallin' and the music's callin'
| D |
And we’ve got to get down to the | swingtown |
E |
We’ve been workin’ so hard |
We’ve been workin’ so hard
Come on baby, come on baby
Come on, come on, come on
A |
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh |
Oo oh oh oh oh oh oh
Come on and dance
Come on and dance
We may not get another chance
You know the night is fallin' and the music's callin'
| D |
And we’ve got to get down to the | swingtown |
E |
We’ve been workin’ so hard |
We’ve been workin’ so hard
Come on baby, come on baby
A | G | D |
This here’s a s | tory about Billy J | oe and Bobbie Sue |
A | G | D |
Two young l | overs with n | othin’ better to do |
A | G | D |
Than sit around the h | ouse, get h | igh, and watch the tube |
A | G | D | C | G |
And here is what h | appened when they dec | ided to cut loose | | |
A | G | D |
They headed down | to c | ool El Paso |
A | G | D |
That’s where they r | an into a gr | eat big hassle |
A | G | D |
Billy Joe | shot a man while r | obbing his castle |
A | G | D |
Bobbie S | ue took the money and r | un |
A | G | D | G/D | D | G/D | D |
Go o | n, take the money and r | un | | | | |
A | G | D |
Go o | n take the money and r | un, hoo hoo hoo |
A | G | D | G/D | D | G/D | D |
Go o | n, take the money and r | un | | | | |
A | G | D | C | G | A |
Go o | n take the money and r | un, h | oo h | oo h | oo |
A | G | D |
Billy M | ack is a det | ective down in Texas |
A | G | D |
You know he kn | ows just exactl | y what the facts is |
A | G | D |
He ain’t gonna l | et those two | escape justice |
A | G | D | C | G |
He makes his l | ivin’ off of t | he people’s ta | xes | |
A | G | D |
Bobbie Sue, w | hoa, w | oa, she slipped away |
A | G | D |
Billy Joe | caught up to her the v | ery next day |
A | G | D |
They got the m | oney, hey, you know they g | ot away |
A | G | D | C | G |
They headed down S | outh and they’re still r | unning today | s | ingin’ |
A | G | D | G/D | D | G/D | D |
Go o | n, take the money and r | un | | | | |
A | G | D |
Go o | n take the money and r | un, hoo hoo hoo |
A | G | D | G/D | D | G/D | D |
Go o | n, take the money and r | un | | | | |
A | G | D | C | G | A |
Go o | n take the money and r | un, h | oo h | oo h | oo |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Some | people call me the space c | owboy, yeah | | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Some | call me the gangster of lo | ve | | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Some | people call me M | aurice | | | |
| D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Cause I | speak of the | pompitous of l | ove | | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
| People talk a | bout me, baby | | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Say I’m d | oin’ you wrong, doin | ’ you wrong | | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Well, d | on’t you worry b | aby don’t worry | | | |
| D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Cause I’m r | ight here, right here, ri | ght here, right here at h | ome | | | |
D | G | A | G |
I play my | music in the s | un | |
D | G | A |
I get my | lovin’ on the | run, ooh |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
You’re the cutest thi | ng that I e | ver did see | | | |
| D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
I r | eally love your pe | aches want to s | hake your tree | | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Lovey-d | ovey, lovey-dovey, lovey- | dovey all the time | | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Ooo-eee b | aby, I’ll sure s | how you a good time | | | |
D | G | A | G |
I play my | music in the s | un | |
D | G | A |
I sure don’t | want to hurt no o | ne |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Peopl | e keep talking a | bout me baby | | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
They | say I’m doin’ you | wrong | | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Well | don’t you worry, don’t wor | ry, no don’t wor | ry mama | | |
D | G | A | G | G/F# | G/E |
Cause I’m r | ight here at h | ome | | | |
D | G | A | G |
I play my | music in the s | un | |
D | G | A | A7 |
I sure don’t | want to hurt no o | ne | |
Em | Am |
Give me a job, give me se | curity |
D | Em |
Give me a chance to sur | vive |
| Em | Am |
I’m just a | poor soul in the unem | ployment line |
D | B |
My god, I’m hardly al | ive |
| Em | Am |
My m | other and father, my | wife and my friends |
D | Em |
I see them laugh in my | face |
| Em | Am |
But | I’ve got the power, and | I’ve got the will |
D | B |
I’m not a charity | case, I’ll take those |
Em | Am | D | Em |
Long | nights, im | possible | odds |
C | D | Em |
Keeping my | eye to the ke | yhole |
| C | D | Em | Am | D | Em |
If | it | takes | all | that to be | just what I | am |
| C | D | Em |
I’m | gonna be a | blue collar | man |
Em | Am |
Make me an offer that | I can’t refuse |
D | Em |
Make me respectable, | man |
| Em | Am |
This is my | last time in the une | mployment line |
D | B |
So like it or | not, I’ll take those |
Em | Am | D | Em |
Long | nights, im | possible | odds |
C | D | Em |
Keeping my | eye to the ke | yhole |
| C | D | Em | Am | D | Em |
If | it | takes | all | that to be | just what I | am |
| C | D | Em |
I’m | gonna be a | blue collar | man |
Em | D |
Keeping my mind on a b | etter life |
| C | Em |
Where | happiness is only a heartbeat a | way |
Em | D |
Paradise, can it be all I | heard it was? |
| C | B |
I | close my eyes and maybe I’m already | there |
I'll take those
Em | Am | D | Em |
Long | nights, im | possible | odds |
C | D | Em | C | D |
Keeping my | back to the wa | ll | → | |
Em | Am | D | Em |
All | that, be | just what I | am |
| C | D | C |
I’m | gonna be a | blue collar | man |
C |
Do do do do do do do do |
You don’t understand
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do do
| Em | Am | D | Em |
I’ll take those | long | nights, im | possible | odds |
C | D | Em |
Keeping my | eye to the ke | yhole |
| C | D | Em | Am | D | Em |
If | it | takes | all | night be | just who I | am |
| C | D | Em |
I’d | rather be a | blue collar | man |
| C | D | Em |
I’m | gonna be a | blue collar | man |
| C | D | Em |
I’ve | gotta be a | blue collar | man |
G | Bm | Em | Em | D |
I’m | sailing a | way | → | → |
C | D |
Set an open course for the | virgin sea |
| G | Bm | Em | Em | D |
‘Cause | I’ve | got to be | free | → | → |
C | D |
Free to face the life that’s a | head of me |
Em | D |
On board I’m a captain, | so climb aboard |
Em | D |
We’ll search for tomorrow | on every shore |
| G | D | Em | Em | D |
And I’ll | try, | oh lord, I’ll | try | → | → |
G | Bm | Em | Em | D |
I | look to the | sea | → | → |
C | D |
Reflections in the waves spark my | memory |
G | Bm | Em | Em | D |
Some | happy, some | sad | → | → |
C | D |
I think of childhood friends, and the | dreams we had |
Em | D |
We lived happily forever, | so the story goes |
Em | D |
But somehow we missed out, | on the pot of gold |
| G | D | Em | Em | D |
But we’ll | try, | best that we | can | → | → |
| G | C/G |
A | gathering of | angels |
| D/G | C/G |
A | ppeared above my | head |
| G | C/G |
They | sang to me this | song of hope |
| D/G | C/G |
And | this is what they | said, they said |
G | C/G |
Come sail away, | come sail away |
| D/G | C/G |
Come | sail away with | me, lads |
G | C/G |
Come sail away, | come sail away |
| G | C/G |
Come | sail away with | me |
G | C/G |
Come sail away, | come sail away |
| D/G | C/G |
Come | sail away with | me, baby |
G | C/G |
Come sail away, | come sail away |
| G | C/G |
Come | sail away with | me, baby |
| G | C/G |
I | thought that they were | angels |
| D/G | C |
But | much to my sur | prise |
| G | C/G |
We | climbed aboard their | starship |
| D/G | C/G |
And | headed for the | skies, singing |
G | C/G |
Come sail away, | come sail away |
| D/G | C/G |
Come | sail away with | me, lads |
G | C/G |
Come sail away, | come sail away |
| G | C/G |
Come | sail away with | me |
Em |
Oh mama I’m in fear for my life from the long arm of the law |
Em |
Law man has put an end to my running and I’m so far from my home |
Em |
Oh mama I can hear you a-cryin’, you’re so scared and all alone |
Em |
Hangman is comin’ down from the gallows and I don’t have very long |
| Em |
The | jig is up, the news is out |
| Em7 | A | G |
They’ve | finally | found | me |
| Em |
The | renegade who had it made |
| Em7 | A | G |
Retr | ieved for a | bount | y |
Bm |
Never more to go astray |
A |
This will be the end today |
Em |
Oh mama I’ve been years on the lam and had a |
A | G | D/F# | Em | Em |
High | price | on | my | head |
Em |
Lawman said get him dead or alive, now it’s for |
A | G | D/F# | Em | Em |
Sure | he’ll | see | me | dead |
Em |
Dear mama I can hear you a-cryin’ |
| A | G | D/F# | Em | Em |
You’re so | scared | and | all | al | one |
Em |
Hangman is comin’ down from the gallows and I |
A | G | D/F# | Em | Em |
Don’t | have | ve | ry l | ong |
| Em |
The | jig is up, the news is out |
| Em7 | A | G |
They’ve | finally | found | me |
| Em |
The | renegade who had it made |
| Em7 | A | G |
Ret | rieved for a | bount | y |
Bm |
Never more to go astray |
A |
Judge will have revenge today |
Em |
Oh mama I’m in fear for my life from the long arm of the law |
Em |
Hangman is comin’ down from the gallows and I don’t have very long |
| Em |
The | jig is up, the news is out |
| Em7 | A | G |
They’ve | finally | found | me |
| Em |
The | renegade who had it made |
| Em7 | A | G |
Retr | ieved for a | bount | y |
Bm |
Never more to go astray |
A |
This will be the end today |
D | A | E7 | A | D | E | D | E |
→ | Give a little bit, | | give a little bit of | your | love to me | | |
D | A | E7 | A | D | E | D | E |
→ | I’ll give a little bit, | | I’ll give a little bit of m | y | love to you | | |
D | F#m | Bsus4 | B |
→ | There’s so much that we | need to | share |
A/C# | D | A/E | E | A/E | E |
→ | Send a smile and | show you | care | | |
A | E7 | A | D | E | D | E |
I’ll give a little bit, | | I’ll give a little bit of m | y | life for you | | |
D | A | E7 | A | D | E | D | E |
→ | So give a little bit, | | give a little bit of y | our | time to me | | |
D | F#m | Bsus4 | B |
→ | See the man with the | lonely | eyes |
A/C# | D | A/E | E | A/E | E |
Oh, | take his hand, you’ll | be sur | prised | | |
C#m | F#m | C#m | F#m | C#m | G | D | G | D |
E | A/E | E | A/E | E | A/E | E | A/E |
| | | | | | | |
D | A | E7 | A | D | E | D | E |
→ | Give a little bit, | | give a little bit of | your | love to me | | |
D | A | E7 | A | D | E | D | E |
→ | I’ll give a little bit, | | I’ll give a little bit of m | y | life for you | | |
D | F#m | Bsus4 | B |
→ | Now’s the time that we | need to | share |
A/C# | D | G | D |
So f | ind yourself, we’re | on our | way back |
E7 | A/E | E7 | Aadd4 |
Home, | | oh | going |
E7 | A/E | E7 | Aadd4 |
Home, | | don’t you need, don’t you | need to feel at |
E7 | A/E | E7 | Aadd4 |
Home, | | oh y | eah, we gotta |
A | D/A | Amaj7add9 | D/A | A |
See | | → | → | |
| G/A | D/A |
Oh you gotta have | feeling, | oooh yeah come along |
A | D/A | Amaj7add9 | D/A | A |
Too | | → | → | |
Are you ready Steve? Uh huh
Andy? Yeah
Mick? OK
Alright fellas, let's go!
| A |
Well | it’s been getting so hard |
| E |
Living with the things you do to | me |
| A |
My | dreams are getting so strange |
| E |
I’d like to tell you everything I | see |
E |
Oh I see a man at the back as a matter of fact |
His eyes are as red as the sun
And a girl in the corner let no one ignore her 'cause
She thinks she's the passionate one
F# | A |
Lightning, everybody was | frightening |
| C | E |
And the music was | soothing and they all started | grooving |
E |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| F# | A |
And the | man at the back said | everyone attack |
| B | E |
And it | turned into a ballroom | blitz |
| F# | A |
And the | girl in the corner said | boy I wanna warn you |
| B | E |
And it | turned into a ballroom | blitz |
x4
| A |
I’m | reaching out for something |
| E |
Touching nothing’s all I ever | do |
| E |
When you appear there’s nothing left of | you |
E |
Now the man at the back is ready to crack |
As he raises his hands to the sky
And the girl in the corner is everyone's mourner
She could kill you with a wink of her eye
E | F# | A |
Oh yeah, it was | electric, so frightfully | hectic |
| C | E |
And the band started | leaping ‘cause they all stopped | breathing |
E |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| F# | A |
And the | man at the back said | everyone attack |
| B | E |
And it | turned into a ballroom | blitz |
| F# | A |
And the | girl in the corner said | boy I wanna warn you |
| B | E |
And it | turned into a ballroom | blitz |
| F# | A |
It was like | lightning, everybody was | frightening |
| C | E |
And the music was | soothing and they all started | grooving |
E |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| F# | A |
And the | man at the back said | everyone attack |
| B | E |
And it | turned into a ballroom | blitz |
| F# | A |
And the | girl in the corner said | boy I wanna warn you |
| B | E |
And it | turned into a ballroom | blitz |
x4
E | D |
It’s, it’s a ballroom blitz | |
E | D |
It’s, it’s a ballroom blitz | |
E | D |
It’s, it’s a ballroom blitz | |
E |
Yeah, it’s a ballroom blitz |
E | D | A | E |
I | don’t wanna | know your | name |
| D | A | E |
Cause | you don’t | look the | same |
| E | D | A | E |
Ok | ay, you t | hink you got a | pretty | face |
| D | A | E |
But the | rest of you is | out of | place |
| D |
You l | ooked all right before |
| D | E | A | E | D | D | E |
You sc | reamed | and, | every | body | comes, a-r | un | nin |
A | E | D | E | D |
Take a | run and | hide, yourself | awa | y |
| E | D | E |
Foxy on the | run, f’f | ox | y |
A | E | D | D | E | A |
Fox | on the | run, and h | ide | aw | ay |
E | D | A | E |
You, you t | alk about just e | very | band |
| D | A | E |
But the | names you drop are | second- | hand |
| D |
I’ve h | eard it all before |
E | D | A | E |
I d | on’t wanna | know your | name |
| D | A | E |
Cause | you don’t | look the | same |
| D |
The w | ay you looked before |
| D | E | A | E | D | D | E |
You sc | reamed | and, | every | body | comes, a-r | un | nin |
A | E | D | E | D |
Take a | run and | hide, yourself | awa | y |
| E | D | E |
Foxy on the | run, f’f | ox | y |
A | E | D | D | E | A |
Fox | on the | run, and h | ide | aw | ay |
| D | E | A | E | D | D | E |
You sc | reamed | and, | every | body | comes, a-r | un | nin |
A | E | D | E | D |
Take a | run and | hide, yourself | awa | y |
| E | D | E |
Foxy on the | run, f’f | ox | y |
A | E | D | D | E | A |
Fox | on the | run, and h | ide | aw | ay |
D | G | D |
Delta Dawn what’s that | flower you have | on? |
| D | A |
Could it | be a faded rose from days gone | by? |
| D | G | D |
And | did I hear you say he was a- | meetin’ you here to | day |
| A | G | D |
To take you to his | mansion in the | sky | |
D | C | D |
She’s forty-one and her | daddy still calls her | baby |
D | C | D |
All the folks ‘round | Brownsville say she’s | crazy |
| G | D/F# | Em | A | D |
Cause she | walks down | town with a | suitcase | in her | hand |
D | C | D |
Looking for a my | sterious dark-haired | man |
| D | C | D |
In her | younger days they | called her Delta | Dawn |
D | C | D |
Prettiest woman | you ever laid eyes | on |
| G | D/F# | Em | A | D |
Then a | man of | low deg | ree stood | by her | side |
| D | C | D |
And he | promised her he’d | take her for his | bride |
E | A | E |
Delta Dawn what’s that | flower you have | on? |
| E | B |
Could it | be a faded rose from days gone | by? |
| E | A | E |
And | did I hear you say he was a- | meetin’ you here to | day |
| E | B | A | E |
To | take you to his | mansion in the | sky | |
E | A | E |
Delta Dawn what’s that | flower you have | on? |
| E | B |
Could it | be a faded rose from days gone | by? |
| E | A | E |
And | did I hear you say he was a- | meetin’ you here to | day |
| E | B | A | E |
To | take you to his | mansion in the | sky | |
E | A | E |
Delta Dawn what’s that | flower you have | on? |
| E | B |
Could it | be a faded rose from days gone | by? |
| E | A | E |
And | did I hear you say he was a- | meetin’ you here to | day |
| E | B | A | E |
To | take you to his | mansion in the | sky | |
| E | B | A | E |
W | alk along the r | iver, | sweet lullab | y |
| E | B |
I | t just keep on fl | owing |
| A |
I | t don’t worry bout where it’s going, no no |
E | B |
Don’t fly mister bl | uebird |
| A | E |
I’m just wa | lking down the r | oad |
E | B |
Early morning s | unshine |
A |
Tell me all I need to know |
B | A | E | A |
You’re my b | lue sky, yo | u’re my sunny d | ay |
B | A | E | A |
Lord you know it m | akes me high when you t | urn your love my | way |
A | F#m7 |
Turn your love my | way, yeah |
E | B |
Good old Sunday mo | rning |
| A | E |
Bells are ri | nging every | where |
E | B | A |
Goin’ to Caro | lina, it w | on’t be long and I’ll be there |
B | A | E | A |
You’re my b | lue sky, yo | u’re my sunny d | ay |
B | A | E | A |
Lord you know it m | akes me high when you t | urn your love my | way |
A | F#m7 |
Turn your love my | way, yeah, yeah |
E | F#m11/E | Emaj7 | F#m11/E |
Crossroads | seem to come and g | o, | yeah |
E | F#m11/E |
The gypsy flies from coast to coast | |
A | Bm(add4)/A | C#m/A | D6(9)/A |
Knowing m | any, loving n | one | |
E | F#m11/E | Emaj7 | F#m11/E |
Bearing sorro | w, having fun | | |
Cmaj7 | B |
But back home he’ll always run | |
| E | F#m11/E | Emaj7 | F#m11/E |
To sweet Me | lissa | | | |
E | F#m11/E | Emaj7 | F#m11/E |
Freight train, | each car looks the same, | | all the same |
E | F#m11/E |
And no one knows the gypsy’s name | |
A | Bm(add4)/A | C#m/A | D6(9)/A |
No one hea | rs his lonely s | igh | |
E | F#m11/E | Emaj7 | F#m11/E |
There are no bl | ankets where he lies | | |
Cmaj7 | B |
Lord, in deepest dreams the gypsy fl | ies |
| E | F#m11/E | Emaj7 | F#m11/E |
With sweet Mel | issa, | | ooooh | |
E |
Again the morning’s come |
A |
Sunbeam shining through his hair |
B |
Appearing not to have a care |
C#m | A | B |
Aw pick up your gear and gypsy r | oll on, | roll on |
E | F#m11/E | Emaj7 | F#m11/E |
Crossroads, | will you ever let him g | o, | no, no |
E | F#m11/E |
Or will you hide the dead man’s ghost | |
A | Bm(add4)/A | C#m/A | D6(9)/A |
Or will he lie | ben | eath the plain | |
E | F#m11/E | Emaj7 | F#m11/E |
Or will his spiri | t float aw | ay | |
Cmaj7 | B |
But I know that he won’t stay | |
| E | F#m11/E |
Without Mel | issa | |
Cmaj7 | B |
Yes I know that he won’t stay | |
| E | F#m11/E | Emaj7 | F#m11/E |
Without Melissa | | | oh | |
E | D | E |
Lord, I was | born a ramblin’ | man |
E | A | B |
Trying to make a living and | doing the best I | can |
| A | E | C#m | A |
But | when it’s time for | leavin’, I | hope you’ll under | stand |
E | B | E |
That I was | born a ramblin’ | man |
E | A | E |
My father was a | gambler down in | Georgia |
| E | A | B |
And he w | ound up on the | wrong end of a | gun |
| A | E | C#m | A |
And | I was born in the | back seat of a | Greyhound | bus |
E | B | E |
Rolling down | highway forty- | one |
E | D | E |
Lord, I was | born a ramblin’ | man |
E | A | B |
Trying to make a living and | doing the best I | can |
| A | E | C#m | A |
But | when it’s time for | leavin’, I | hope you’ll under | stand |
E | B | E |
That I was | born a ramblin’ | man |
E | D | E | B |
E | A | B | B |
A | E | C#m | A |
E | B | E | E |
| | | |
| E | A | E |
I’m o | n my way to | New Orleans this | morning |
| A | B |
Leaving out of | Nashville, Tennes | see |
| A | E | C#m | A |
They’re | always having a | good time down on the | Bayou, | Lord |
| E | B | E |
Them | delta women | think the world of | me |
E | D | E |
Lord, I was | born a ramblin’ | man |
E | A | B |
Trying to make a living and | doing the best I | can |
| A | E | C#m | A |
But | when it’s time for | leavin’, I | hope you’ll under | stand |
E | B | E |
That I was | born a ramblin’ | man |
E | D | E |
Lord, I was | born a ramblin’ | man |
E | D | E |
Lord, I was | born a ramblin’ | man |
Em | Em/G | A7 |
All | through the d | ay |
| D | B7 | Em |
I me m | ine, I me | mine, I me m | ine |
Em | Em/G | A7 |
All | through the n | ight |
| D | B7 | Em |
I me m | ine, I me | mine, I me m | ine |
| Am | Am/B |
Never | frightened of | leaving it |
C6 | Am/D |
Everyone’s | weaving it |
B7b9 | B |
Coming on strong all the | time |
Em | EmM7 | Em7 | EmM6 |
All | through the | day | |
Em | Em/G | A7 |
All | I can | hear |
| D | B7 | Em |
I me m | ine, I me | mine, I me mine | |
Em | Em/G | A7 |
E | ven those tears | |
| D | B7 | Em |
I me m | ine, I me | mine, I me mine | |
| Am | Am/B |
No one’s | frightened of | playing it |
C6 | Am/D |
Everyone’s | saying it |
B7b9 | B |
Flowing more freely than | wine |
Em | EmM7 | Em7 | EmM6 |
All | through the | day | |
Em | Em/G | A7 |
All | I can | hear |
| D | B7 | Em |
I me m | ine, I me | mine, I me m | ine |
Em | Em/G | A7 |
E | ven those tears | |
| D | B7 | Em |
I me m | ine, I me | mine, I me m | ine |
| Am | Am/B |
No one’s | frightened of | playing it |
C6 | Am/D |
Everyone’s | saying it |
B7b9 | B |
Flowing more freely than | wine |
Em | EmM7 | Em7 | EmM6 |
All | through the | day | |
| Em7 |
Well, you can | tell by the way I use my walk |
| D | Em7 |
I’m a | woman’s man, no | time to talk |
Em7 |
Music loud and women warm |
| D | Em7 |
I’ve been | kicked around since | I was born |
| A |
And now it’s a | ll right, that’s OK, you may look the other way |
We can try to understand the New York Times’ effect on man
Em7 |
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother |
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive
| Em7 | D | Em7 | Bm7 |
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ aliiii | iiii | iii | iii | iiive |
| Em7 |
Well now, | I get low and I get high |
| D | Em7 |
And if I | can’t get either I | really try |
| Em7 |
Got the | wings of heaven on my shoes |
| D | Em7 |
I’m a | dancing man, I j | ust can’t lose |
| A |
You know it’s a | ll right, it’s OK, I live to see another day |
We can try to understand the New York Times’ effect on man
Em7 |
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother |
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive
| Em7 | D | Em7 | Bm7 |
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ aliiii | iiii | iii | iii | iiive |
A | Em7 |
Life goin’ nowhere, somebody help me, somebody help me | yeah |
A | Em7 |
Life goin’ nowhere, somebody help me | yeah |
| Em7 |
Well, you can | tell by the way I use my walk |
| D | Em7 |
I’m a | woman’s man, no | time to talk |
Em7 |
Music loud and women warm |
| D | Em7 |
I’ve been | kicked around since | I was born |
| A |
And now it’s a | ll right, it’s OK, you may look the other way |
We can try to understand the New York Times’ effect on man
Em7 |
Whether you’re a brother or whether you’re a mother |
You’re stayin’ alive, stayin’ alive
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin'
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive
| Em7 | D | Em7 | Bm7 |
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin’ aliiii | iiii | iii | iii | iiive |
| A | D | A |
F | lying down the highway in a | makeshift Model T.A | . |
| A |
It’s a b | eautiful morning |
| D | E7 |
And it’s g | onna be a beautiful | day |
| A7 |
And the | guitar’s strumming |
| D |
And the | radio is blasting |
| F |
And | good sounds are coming |
| A |
As we’re f | lying down the highway |
| E7 | A |
In a | makeshift Model T.A | . |
| A |
We’re gonna k | eep on, keep on, keep on, keep on |
| D | A |
D | ancing all through the | night |
| A | E7 |
We’re gonna k | eep on, keep on, keep on doing it | right |
| A | A7 |
We’re gonna k | eep on, keep on, k | eep on movin’ |
| D | F |
Gonna k | eep on, keep on, k | eep on groovin’ |
| A | E7 | A |
K | eep on singing and | dancing all through the | night |
| A | D | A |
Y | ou can hear the music coming tw | enty-six miles a | way |
| D | E7 |
And h | appy is here to | stay |
| A | A7 |
S | hifting on down, coming | into town |
D | F |
Waving at the kids all | hanging around |
A | E7 | A |
Cruising down the bay in a | makeshift model T.A | . |
| A |
We’re gonna k | eep on, keep on, keep on, keep on |
| D | A |
D | ancing all through the | night |
| A | E7 |
We’re gonna k | eep on, keep on, keep on doing it | right |
| A | A7 |
We’re gonna k | eep on, keep on, k | eep on movin’ |
| D | F |
Gonna k | eep on, keep on, k | eep on groovin’ |
| A | E7 | A |
K | eep on singing and | dancing all through the | night |
| A |
We’re gonna k | eep on, keep on, keep on, keep on |
| D | A |
D | ancing all through the | night |
| A | E7 |
We’re gonna k | eep on, keep on, keep on doing it | right |
| A | A7 |
We’re gonna k | eep on, keep on, k | eep on movin’ |
| D | F |
Gonna k | eep on, keep on, k | eep on groovin’ |
| A | E7 | A |
K | eep on singing and | dancing all through the | night |
| B | A | B |
Let the g | ood times roll, | let them knock you a | round |
| B | A | B |
Let the g | ood times roll, | let them make you a | clown |
G | A |
Let them leave you | up in the air |
G | A |
Let them brush your | rock and roll hair |
| B |
Let the g | ood times roll |
| G |
Let the g | ood times roll, oh-oll |
| E | Bm7 | C#m7/E |
Let the | good | times | roll |
| B | A | B |
Let the s | tories be told, | let them say what they | want |
| B | A | B |
Let the p | hotos be old, | let them show what they | want |
G | A |
Let them leave you | up in the air |
G | A |
Let them brush your | rock and roll hair |
| B |
Let the g | ood times roll |
| G |
Let the g | ood times roll, oh-oll |
| E | Bm7 | C#m7/E |
Won’t you let the | good | times | roll |
B | A | G |
E | Bm7 | C#m7/E |
Good | times | roll |
| B | A | B |
If the i | llusion is real, | let them give you a | ride |
| B | A | B |
If they got t | hunder appeal, | let them be on your | side |
G | A |
Let them leave you | up in the air |
G | A |
Let them brush your | rock and roll hair |
| B |
Let the g | ood times roll |
| G |
Won’t you let the g | ood times roll, oh-oll |
| E | Bm7 | C#m7/E |
Let the | good | times | roll |
| B |
Let the g | ood times roll |
| A |
Won’t you let the g | ood times roll |
| G |
Won’t you let the g | ood times roll |
| E | Bm7 | C#m7/E |
Let ‘em roll, | good | times | roll |
| B |
Let the g | ood times roll |
| A |
Let the g | ood times roll |
| G |
Ooh, let the g | ood times roll |
Let ‘em roll
D | D | D | D |
D | D | D | D |
D | A |
I don’t mind you | coming here |
Bm | F# |
And wasting all my | time |
D | A |
‘Cause when you’re standing | oh, so near |
Bm | F# |
I kind of lose my | mind |
D | A |
It’s not the perfume | that you wear |
Bm | F# |
It’s not the ribbons | in your hair |
D | A |
I don’t mind you | coming here |
F# | G |
And wasting all my | time |
D | A |
I don’t mind you | hanging out |
Bm | F# |
And talking in your | sleep |
D | A |
It doesn’t matter | where you’ve been |
Bm | F# |
As long as it was | deep |
D | A |
You always knew to | wear it well and |
Bm | F# |
You look so fancy | I can tell |
D | A/C# |
I don’t mind you | hanging out |
F# | G |
And talking in your | sleep |
D | A | G | Bm | A |
| I guess you | ’re just what I | need | ed |
D | A | G | Bm |
| I need | ed someone to | feed |
D | A | G | Bm | A |
| I guess you | ’re just what I | need | ed |
D | A | G | Bm |
| I need | ed someone to | bleed |
D | A | Bm | F# |
D | A | Bm | G |
D | A | Bm | F# |
D | A | Bm | G |
| | | |
D | A |
I don’t mind you | coming here |
Bm | F# |
And wasting all my | time, time |
D | A |
‘Cause when you’re standing | oh, so near |
Bm | F# |
I kind of lose my | mind |
D | A |
It’s not the perfume | that you wear |
Bm | F# |
It’s not the ribbons | in your hair |
D | A/C# |
I don’t mind you | coming here |
F# | G |
And wasting all my | time |
D | A | G | Bm | A |
| I guess you | ’re just what I | need | ed |
D | A | G | Bm |
| I need | ed someone to | feed |
D | A | G | Bm | A |
| I guess you | ’re just what I | need | ed |
D | A | G | Bm |
| I need | ed someone to | bleed |
D | A | G | Bm | A |
| I guess you | ’re just what I | need | ed |
D | A | G | Bm |
| I need | ed someone to | feed |
D | A | G | Bm | A |
| I guess you | ’re just what I | need | ed |
D | A | G | Bm |
| I need | ed someone to | bleed |
D | A | Bm | F# |
D | A | Bm | G |
| | | You’re just what I needed |
D | A | Bm | F# |
D | A | Bm | G |
| | | You’re just what I needed |
D | A | Bm | F# |
D | A | Bm | G |
| | | You’re just what I needed |
D | A | Bm | F# |
| | | Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 |
Well, I | built me a | raft and she’s | ready for | floatin’ |
Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 |
Ole Missis | sippi, she’s | callin’ my | name |
Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 |
Catfish are j | umpin’, that | paddle-wheel | thumpin’ |
| Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 |
Black | water keeps | rollin’ on | past just the | same |
G | Gadd9 | G |
Old black | wat | er, keep on rollin’ |
Bb6 |
Mississippi moon won’t you keep on shinin’ on me |
G |
Old black water, keep on rollin’ |
Bb6 |
Mississippi moon won’t you keep on shinin’ on me |
G |
Old black water, keep on rollin’ |
Bb6 | A | Em7 |
Mississippi moon won’t you keep on shinin’ on | me? | |
| A | Em7 | A | Em7 |
Yeah, keep on | shinin’ your l | ight, gonna make | every | thing |
| A | Em7 |
Pretty mama, gonna | make everything all | right |
| Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | A | Em7 |
And I | ain’t got no | worries ‘cause I | ain’t in no | hurry at al | l | |
| Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 |
Well, if it | rains, I don’t | care, don’t make no | difference to | me |
| Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 |
Just take that | street car that’s | goin’ up | town | |
| Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 |
Yeah, I’d like to | hear some funky | Dixieland and | dance a honky- | tonk |
| Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 |
And I’ll be | buyin’ everybody drinks | all | round | |
G |
Old black water, keep on rollin’ |
Bb6 |
Mississippi moon won’t you keep on shinin’ on me |
G |
Old black water, keep on rollin’ |
Bb6 |
Mississippi moon won’t you keep on shinin’ on me |
G |
Old black water, keep on rollin’ |
Bb6 | A | Em7 |
Mississippi moon won’t you keep on shinin’ on | me? | |
| A | Em7 | A | Em7 |
Yeah, keep on | shinin’ your l | ight, gonna make | every | thing |
| A | Em7 |
Everyone, gonna | make everything all | right |
| Dsus2 | Am7 | Dsus2 | Am7 | A | Em7 |
And I | ain’t got no | worries ‘cause I | ain’t in no | hurry at al | l | |
| Am7 | Dsus2 |
I’d like to | hear some funky | Dixieland |
| Am7 | Dsus2 |
Pretty | mama come and take me | by the hand |
| Am7 | Dsus2 |
By the | hand, take me by the | hand, pretty mama |
| Am7 | Dsus2 |
Come and | dance with your daddy, | all night long |
| Am7 | Dsus2 |
I’d like to | hear some funky | Dixieland |
| Am7 | Dsus2 |
Pretty | mama come and take me | by the hand |
| Am7 | Dsus2 |
By the | hand, take me by the | hand, pretty mama |
| Am7 | Dsus2 |
Come and | dance with your daddy, | all night long |
A | A | A | A | G | F#m | D | A | A |
A | A | A | A | G | F#m | D | A | A |
| | | | | | | | |
| A | A |
When the s | un comes up on a | sleepy little town |
G | F#m | D | A |
Down around | San Ant | one | |
| A |
And the f | olks are risin’ for another day |
| G | F#m | D | A |
‘ | Round ab | out their h | ome | |
| F#m7 | E |
The p | eople of the town are | strange |
| D7 | F7 |
And they’re | proud of where they ca | me |
| A | G | D/F# |
We’ll your | talkin’ ‘bout China | Grove, | whoa oh |
A | G | D/F# | A | G | D/F# | A |
Oh, | oh, | oh China Gr | ove | | | |
| A |
Well the p | reacher and the teacher, lord they’re a caution |
G | F#m | D | A |
They are the | talk of t | he town | |
| A | A |
When the g | ossip gets to flyin’, and t | hey ain’t lyin’ |
| G | F#m | D | A |
When the s | un go | fallin’ d | own | |
| F#m7 | E |
They s | ay that the father’s ins | ane |
| D | F7 |
And d | ear Miss Perkins a gam | e |
| A | G | D/F# |
We’ll your | talkin’ ‘bout China | Grove, | whoa oh |
A | G | D/F# | A | G | D/F# | A |
Oh, | oh, | oh China Gr | ove | | | |
C#m | E | F#m7 |
→ | → But e | very day there’s a new thing comin’ |
| Bm7 | F#m7 |
The | ways of a oriental | view |
| F#m7 | F#m7 |
The | sheriff and his buddies with their | samurai swords |
B | Bsus4 | B |
You can even hear the music at night | | |
C#m | E | F#m7 |
→ | → And t | hough it’s a part of the lone star state |
Bm7 | F#m7 |
People don’t seem to c | are |
D | Dsus4 | D | F | G | A | F | G | A |
They just keep on l | ookin’ to the E | ast | → | → | | → | → | |
A | A | A | A | G | F#m | D | A | A |
A | A | A | A | G | F#m | D | A | A |
| | | | | | | | |
A | A | A | A | G | F#m | D | A | A |
A | A | A | A | G | F#m | D | A | A |
| | | | | | | | |
A | A | A | A | G | F#m | D | A | A |
A | A | A | A | G | F#m | D | A | A |
| | | | | | | | |
F#m7 | E | D | D | D#7 | E7 | F7 |
| | | → | → | → | |
A | G | D/F# |
Talkin’ ‘bout China | Grove, | whoa oh |
A | G | D/F# | A | G | D/F# | A |
Oh, | oh, | oh China Gr | ove | | | |
A | D/A |
Don’t you feel it growin’, day by | day |
A | F#m |
People, gettin’ ready for the | news |
| E | D |
Some are | happy, some are s | ad |
D7sus4 | A |
Oh, we got to let the music | play |
| D/A |
Is a way to make ‘em s | mile |
| A | F#m |
It a | in’t so hard to do if you know | how |
| E | D |
Gotta get a | message, get it on | through |
| D7sus4 | A |
Oh | now mama, don’t you ask me | why |
| F#m | D |
Whoa oh | whoaaa listen to the | music |
| F#m | D |
Whoa oh | whoaaa listen to the | music |
| F#m | D |
Whoa oh | whoaaa listen to the | music |
A |
Well I know, you know better |
A | F#m |
Meet me in the country for a | day |
D7sus4 | A |
We’re gonna dance our blues aw | ay |
| A |
And i | f I’m feelin’ good to you |
| D/A |
And you’re feelin’ good to | me |
A | F#m |
There ain’t nothin’ we can’t do or | say |
| E | D |
Feelin’ | good, feeling | fine |
D7sus4 | A |
Oh, baby, let the music | play |
| F#m | D |
Whoa oh | whoaaa listen to the | music |
| F#m | D |
Whoa oh | whoaaa listen to the | music |
| F#m | D |
Whoa oh | whoaaa listen to the | music |
A | G |
Like a lazy flowing r | iver |
D | A |
Surrounding castles in the | sky |
A | G |
And the crowd is growing | bigger |
D |
Listenin’ for the happy sounds |
And I got to let them fly
| F#m | D |
Whoa oh | whoaaa listen to the | music |
| F#m | D |
Whoa oh | whoaaa listen to the | music |
| F#m | D |
Whoa oh | whoaaa listen to the | music |
Em7 | Bm7 |
Down around the corner | |
| Em7 | Bm7 |
A | half a mile from here | |
| Em7 | Bm7 |
You | see them old trains runnin’ | |
| Em7 |
And you | watch them disappear |
| Em7 | Bm7 | Em7 |
Where would you be | now? | | |
| C7 | Em7 | B7 | Em7 |
Without | love | | | |
| Em7 | Bm7 |
You | know I saw miss Lucy | |
Em7 | Bm7 |
Down along the tracks | |
| Em7 | Bm7 |
She | lost her home and family | |
| Em7 |
And she | won’t be comin’ back |
| Em7 | Bm7 | Em7 |
Where would you be | now? | | |
| C7 | Em7 | B7 | Em7 |
Without | love | | | |
| Em7 |
Well the | Illinois Central |
| Em7 |
And the | Southern Central Freight |
| Em7 |
Gotta | keep on pushin’ mama |
| Em7 |
‘Cause you | know they’re running late |
| Em7 | Bm7 | Em7 |
Where would you be | now? No no no... | | |
| C7 | Em7 | B7 | Em7 |
Without | love | | | |
| Em7 |
Well the | Illinois Central |
| Em7 |
And the | Southern Central Freight |
| Em7 |
Gotta | keep on pushin’ mama |
| Em7 |
‘Cause you | know they’re running late |
| Em7 | Bm7 | Em7 |
Where would you be | now? | | |
| C7 | Em7 | B7 | Em7 |
Without | love | | | |
| Em7 |
Well the | pistons keep on turnin’ |
D#m7 | Em7 |
And the | wheels go round’ and round’ |
D#m7 | Em7 |
And the | steel rails are cold and hard |
D#m7 | Em7 |
And the | miles they go down |
| Em7 | Bm7 | Em7 |
Where would you be | now? | | |
| C7 | Em7 | B7 | Am7 |
Without | love | | | |
Got to get it baby won’t you move it down?
Won't you move it down?
Baby baby baby baby won't you move it down?
When the big train run
And the train is movin' on
I got to keep on movin'
Keep on movin'
Keep on movin'
Gonna keep on movin'
| E7 |
Ah, | keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel |
Keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel
Yeah, we're goin' to the Roadhouse
Gonna have a real good time
Yeah, the back o’ the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
Yeah, the back o' the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
And that's for the people
Who like to go down slow
| A7 |
Let it | roll, baby, roll |
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
| B7 | C7 | B7 | E7 |
Let it | roll, | | all night | long |
Do it, Robby, do it
Ah, yeah
| E7 |
You gotta | roll, roll, roll |
You gotta thrill my soul, all right
Roll, roll, roll, roll, thrill my soul
You gotta beep-a-gunk-a-chucha
Honk-konk-konk
You gotta each-you-puna
Each ya bop-a-luba
Each y'all bump-a-kechonk
Ease sum konk
Ya, ride
E7 |
Ashen lady, Ashen lady |
Give up your vows, give up your vows
Save our city, save our city
A'ight now
Well, I woke up e'in morning, I got myself a beer
Well, I woke up e'in morning, and I got myself a beer
The future's uncertain and the end is always near
| A7 |
Let it | roll, baby, roll |
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
C#7 | D7 | Eb7 | E7 | E9 |
All | night | | long | |
| G | D | C |
Well, I | heard some people | talking just the | other day |
| G | D | C |
And they | said you were gonna | put me on a s | helf |
| G | D |
Well, let me tell you I’ve | got some news for | you |
| C |
And you’ll | soon find out it’s true |
| G | D | C |
And then you’ll | have to eat your l | unch all by yours | elf |
| G | D | C |
‘Cause I’m | al | ready go | ne, and I’m |
| G | D | C |
I will | si | ing this vict’ry | song |
| G | D | C |
Woo-hoo- | hoo, my | my, woo-hoo- | hoo |
| G | D | C |
The | letter that you | wrote me made me | stop and wonder why |
| G | D | C |
But I | guess you felt like you | had to set things right | |
G | D | C |
Just remember thi | s my girl when you | look up in the sky |
| G | D | C |
You can | see the stars and st | ill not see the light | , that’s right |
| G | D | C |
‘Cause I’m | al | ready go | ne, and I’m |
| G | D | C |
I will | si | ing this vict’ry | song |
| G | D | C |
Woo-hoo- | hoo, my | my, woo-hoo- | hoo |
| G | D | C | C7 |
Well, I | know it wasn’t you | who held me down | | |
| G | D | C | C7 |
Heaven | knows it wasn’t you | who set me free | | |
| G | D | C |
So | oftentimes it ha | ppens that we | live our lives in chains |
| G | D | C |
That we | never even kno | w we have the key | |
| G | D | C |
Me I’m | al | ready go | ne, and I’m |
| G | D | C |
I will | si | ing this vict’ry | song |
| G | D | C |
‘Cause I’m | al | ready go | ne |
| C | G | F |
Yes I’m | al | ready g | one, and I’m |
| C | G | F |
I will | si | ing this vict’ry | song |
| C | G | F |
‘Cause I’m | al | ready g | one |
| G | G9 | C | Cm6 |
Desper | ado | , why don’t you | come to your se | nses? |
| G | Em7 | A7 | D7 |
You been | out ridin’ fe | nces for | so long no | w |
| G | G9 | C | Cm6 |
Oh, you’re a | hard one | , I know that | you got your reasons | |
| G/D | B7/D# | Em7 |
These | things that | are ple | asin’ you |
| A7 | D7 | G | D/F# |
Can | hurt you | somehow | | |
| Em | Bm7 |
Don’t you | draw the queen of | diamonds boy |
| C | G | D/F# |
She’ll | beat you if she’s | able | |
| Em7 | C | G |
You know the | queen of hearts is | always your best | bet |
| Em | Bm7 |
Now it | seems to me some | fine things have been |
C | G | D/F# |
Laid upon your | table | |
| Em | A7 | Am7 | D7 |
But you | only want the | ones you can’t | get | |
| G | G9 | C |
Desper | ado | , oh you ain’t | gettin’ no younger |
| G | D/F# | Em7 | A7 | D7 |
Your | pain | and your hu | nger, they’re | drivin’ you | home |
| G | G9 | C |
And | freedom | , well, that’s just | some people talkin’ |
| G | D/F# | Em7 |
Your | prison | is wa | lkin’ through |
| A7 | D7 | G | D/F# |
This | world all | alone | | |
D | Em | Bm7 |
Don’t your | feet get cold in the | winter time? |
| C | G | D/F# |
The | sky won’t snow and the | sun won’t shine | |
| Em7 | C | G |
It’s | hard to tell the | night time from the | day |
| Em | Bm7 |
You’re | losin’ all your | highs and lows |
| C | G | Am7 | D7 |
Ain’t it | funny how the | feelin’ goes a | way | |
| G | G9 | C | Cm6 |
Desper | ado | , why don’t you | come to your se | nses |
| G | D/F# | Em | A7 | D7 |
Come | down from | your fe | nces | , open the | gate |
| G | G9 | C | Cm6 |
It may be | rainin’ | , but there’s a | rainbow abov | e you |
| G | D/F# | Em | C | G/B | Am7 |
You better | let some | body | love you | | | |
| G | B7/D# | Em |
You better | let some | body | love you |
| Am7 | G |
Be | fore it’s too | late |
D | Bm |
Somebody’s gonna | hurt someone |
D | Bm |
Before the night is | through |
D | G |
Somebody’s gonna | come undone |
D | A |
There’s nothing we can | do |
D | Bm |
Everybody wants to | touch somebody |
D | Bm |
If it takes all | night |
D | G |
Everybody wants to | take a little chance |
D | A |
Make it come out | right |
| G7 |
There’s gonna be a | heartache tonight |
| D |
A heartache tonight I | know |
| G7 |
There’s gonna be a | heartache tonight |
| E7 |
A heartache tonight I | know |
D | Bm |
Some people like to | stay out late |
D | Bm |
Some folks can’t hold out that | long |
| D | G |
But | nobody wants to | go home now |
D | A |
There’s too much going on | |
D | Bm |
This night is gonna | last forever |
D | Bm |
Last all, last all summer | long |
D | G |
Some time before the | sun comes up |
D | A |
The radio is gonna | play that song |
| G7 |
There’s gonna be a | heartache tonight |
| D |
A heartache tonight I | know |
| G7 |
There’s gonna be a | heartache tonight |
| E7 |
A heartache tonight I | know |
| D |
There’s gonna be a | heartache tonight |
| D7 |
The | moon’s shining bright |
| G7 | G#dim |
So | turn out the light and | we’ll get it right |
| D |
There’s gonna be a | heartache tonight |
| A7 | D |
A | heartache tonight I | know |
D | Bm |
Somebody’s gonna | hurt someone |
D | Bm |
Before the night is | through |
D | G |
Somebody’s gonna | come undone |
D | A |
There’s nothing we can | do |
D | Bm |
Everybody wants to | touch somebody |
D | Bm |
If it takes all | night |
D | G |
Everybody wants to | take a little chance |
D | A |
Make it come out | right |
| G7 |
There’s gonna be a | heartache tonight |
| D |
A heartache tonight I | know |
| G7 |
There’s gonna be a | heartache tonight |
| E7 |
A heartache tonight I | know |
| D |
We can | beat around the bushes |
| D7 |
We can | get down to the bone |
| G7 | G#dim |
We can | leave it in a parking lot but | either way |
| D |
There’s gonna be a | heartache tonight |
| A7 | D | G |
A | heartache tonight I | know | |
| D |
There’ll be a | heartache tonight |
| A7 | D |
A | heartache tonight I | know |
Am | E |
On a dark desert highway, | cool wind in my hair |
G | D |
Warm smell of colitas, | rising up through the air |
F | C |
Up ahead in the distance, | I saw a shimmering light |
Dm |
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim |
E |
I had to stop for the night |
Am | E |
There she stood in the doorway, | I heard the mission bell |
G |
And I was thinking to myself |
| D |
This could be | heaven or this could be hell |
F | C |
Then she lit up a candle | and she showed me the way |
Dm |
There were voices down the corridor |
E |
I thought I heard them say |
F | C |
Welcome to the Hotel Cali | fornia |
F | C |
Plenty of room at the Hotel Cali | fornia |
| Dm | E |
Any | time of year, you can | find it here |
Am | E |
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, | she got the Mercedes bends |
G | D |
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, | that she calls friends |
F | C |
How they dance in the courtyard, | sweet summer sweat |
Dm | E |
Some dance to remember, | some dance to forget |
Am |
So I called up the captain |
E |
Please bring me my wine |
| G | D |
He said, | we haven’t had that spirit here since | nineteen sixty-nine |
F | C |
And still those voices are calling from | far away |
Dm |
Wake you up in the middle of the night |
F | C |
Welcome to the Hotel Cali | fornia |
| F | C |
We’re | livin’ it up at the Hotel Cali | fornia |
| Dm | E |
What a | nice surprise, bring your ali | bis |
Am |
Mirrors on the ceiling |
| G | D |
And she said | we are all just prisoners here, | of our own device |
F |
And in the master’s chambers |
| C |
They are | gathered for the feast |
Dm |
They stab it with their steely knives |
| E |
But they | just can’t kill the beast |
| E |
I was | running for the door |
G |
I had to find the passage back |
| D |
To the | place I was before |
F |
Relax, said the night man |
| C |
We are | programmed to receive |
Dm |
You can check out any time you like |
| E |
But | you can never leave |
D | G | D | A |
→ | Somewhere out on th | at ho | rizon |
D | G | D | A |
→ | Out beyond the n | eon | lights |
D | G | D | A |
→ | I know there must be so | mething | better |
D | G | A | D |
→ | But there’s | nowhere else in | sight |
D | G | D | A |
→ | It’s survival i | n the | city |
D | G | D | A |
→ | When you live from d | ay to | day |
D | G | D | A |
→ | City streets don’t h | ave much | pity |
D | G | A/G | D | G/D |
→ | When you’re | down that’s where you’ll | stay | |
| A/D | G/D |
In the | city, ah | ah |
D | G/D | A/D | G/D |
| In the | city, ah | ah |
D | C | G | D | A | D | G | D | A |
| → | | → | | → | | → | |
D | G | D | A |
→ | I was born here i | n the | city |
D | G | D | A |
→ | With my back ag | ainst the | wall |
D | G | D | A |
→ | Nothing grows and life ain’t v | ery | pretty |
D | G | A/G | D |
→ | And no one’s there to c | atch you when you | fall |
D | G | D | A |
→ | Somewhere out on t | hat hor | izon |
D | G | D | A |
→ | Far away from the n | eon | sky |
D | G | D | A |
→ | I know there must be s | omething | better |
D | G | A | D | G/D |
→ | And I can’t s | tay another | night | |
| A/D | G/D |
In the | city, ah | ah |
D | G/D | A/D | G/D |
| In the | city, ah | ah |
D | G/D | A/D | G/D |
| In the | city | |
D | G/D | A/D | G/D |
| In the | city | |
| Am |
He was a h | ard-headed man, he was brutally handsome |
And she was terminally pretty
She held him up, and he held her for ransom
In the heart of the cold, cold city
| D7 |
He had a | nasty reputation as a cruel dude |
| Am |
They | said he was ruthless, they said he was crude |
| E7 |
They had | one thing in common, they were good in bed |
| D7 |
She’d say, | faster, faster, the lights are turnin’ red |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, surely make you lose your mind |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, mmm |
Am |
Eager for action and hot for the game |
The coming attraction, the drop of a name
They knew all the right people, they took all the right pills
They threw outrageous parties, they paid heavenly bills
| D7 |
There were | lines on the mirror, lines on her face |
| Am |
She | pretended not to notice, she was caught up in the race |
E7 |
Out every evening, until it was light |
| D7 |
He was | too tired to make it, she was too tired to fight about it |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, surely make you lose your mind |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, mmm |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, everything, all the time |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, uh-huh |
Am |
Blowin’ and burnin,’ blinded by thirst |
They didn’t see the stop sign, took a turn for the worse
She said, listen, baby, you can hear the engine rev
We've been up and down this highway, haven't seen a goddam thing
| D7 |
He said, | call the doctor, I think I’m gonna crash |
| Am |
The | doctor say he’s comin’, but you gotta pay him cash |
| E7 |
They went | rushin’ down that freeway, messed around and got lost |
D7 |
They didn’t care, they were just dyin’ to get off |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, surely make you lose your mind |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, mmm |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, everything, all the time |
Am |
Life in the fast lane, uh-huh |
G |
F |
Life in the fast lane |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
City girls just | seem to find out | early |
Am7 | D |
How to open doors with just a | smile |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
A | rich old man, and | she won’t have to | worry |
| Am | C | G |
She’ll | dress up all in | lace and go in | style |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
Late at night a b | ig old house gets lonely | |
| Am7 | D |
I guess | every form of refuge has its pr | ice |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
And it b | reaks her heart to | think her love is o | nly |
| Am | C | G | C | D |
Given | to a man with ha | nds as cold as | ice | | |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
So she te | lls him she must | go out for the even | ing |
| Am7 | D |
To c | omfort an old friend who’s feelin’ do | wn |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
But | he knows where she’s go | in’ as she’s leav | in’ |
| Am | C | G | C | G |
She is | headed for the c | heatin’ side of town | | | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
You can’t | hid | e your lyin’ ey | es | | |
| Em | Bm7 | Am7 | D |
And your | smil | e is a thin dis | guise | |
| G | F/G | C | A |
I thought by | no | w you’d real | ize | |
| Am | D7 | G |
There | ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
On the | other side of t | own a boy is wait | ing |
| Am7 | D |
With f | iery eyes and dreams no one could steal | |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
She dr | ives on through the n | ight anticipati | ng |
| Am | C | G | C | D |
‘Cause he m | akes her feel the wa | y she used to feel | | | |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
She rus | hes to his a | rms they fall togeth | er |
| Am7 | D |
S | he whispers that it’s only for a wh | ile |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
She | swears that soon she’ll be | coming back forev | er |
| Am | C | G | C | G |
She pu | lls away and le | aves him with a smile | | | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
You can’t | hid | e your lyin’ ey | es | | |
| Em | Bm7 | Am7 | D |
And your | smil | e is a thin dis | guise | |
| G | F/G | C | A |
I thought by | no | w you’d real | ize | |
| Am | D7 | G |
There | ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
She gets up and | pours herself a s | trong one |
| Am7 | D |
And | stares out at the stars up in the s | ky |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
Ano | ther night, it’s g | onna be a | long one |
| Am | C | G |
She | draws the shade and hang | s her head to cr | y |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
She | wonders how it e | ver got this cr | azy |
| Am7 | D |
She th | inks about a boy she knew in sch | ool |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
Did sh | e get tired or d | id she just get laz | y |
| Am | C | G | C | D |
She’s | so far gone she fee | ls just like a foo | l | | |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
My, oh my, you su | re know how to arrange th | ings |
| Am | D |
You | set it up so well, so careful | ly |
| G | Gmaj7 | C |
Ain’t it fu | nny how your ne | w life didn’t chan | ge things? |
| Am | C | G | C | G |
You’re st | ill the same old g | irl you used to be | | | |
| G | C/G | G | C/G | G |
You can’t | hid | e your lyin’ ey | es | | |
| Em | Bm7 | Am7 | D |
And your | smil | e is a thin dis | guise | |
| G | F/G | C | A |
I thought by | no | w you’d real | ize | |
| Am | D7 | G |
There | ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
| Am | D7 | G |
There | ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
Am | D7 | G |
Honey you can’t | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
A | Esus2 | E | Esus2 | E |
There’s talk on the street, it sounds so fa | miliar | | | |
D | E | A |
Great expec | tations, ev’rybody’s | watchin’ you |
A | Esus2 | E | Esus2 | E |
People you meet they all seem to | know you | | | |
D | E | A | C#7sus4 | C#7 |
Even your | old friends treat you like you’re | somethin’ new | → | |
F#m | B |
The new kid in | town |
F#m | B |
Ev’rybody | loves you |
Bm7 | E |
So don’t let them | down |
A | Bm7 | E | Bm7 | E |
You look in her eyes, the music be | gins to | play | | |
D | E | A |
Hopeless ro | mantics, here we go again | |
A | Esus2 | E | Esus2 | E |
But after a while you’re lookin’ the | other | way | | |
| D | E | A | C#7sus4 | C#7 |
It’s those | restless | hearts that never | mend, | | oohh ohh |
F#m | B |
The new kid in | town |
F#m | B |
Will she still | love you |
Bm7 | E7 |
When you’re not | around |
A | A | E | E |
D | E | A | D | C#m | Bm | A |
| | | → | → | → | → |
E | A | D | A | E | D | A | E |
There’s so many things you should have | told her | → | → | → | → | → | |
E | F#m |
But night after night you’re willing to | hold her |
| B | Dm7 | Dm7/G | G |
Just | hold her, | tears on your | should | er |
C | Dm7 | G | Dm7 | G |
There’s talk on the street, it’s there to re | mind | you | | |
F | G | C |
It doesn’t really | matter which side | you’re on |
C | Dm7 | G | Dm7 | G |
You’re walkin’ away and they’re talkin’ be | hind | you | | |
| F | G | C | E7 |
They will | never forget you ‘til | somebody new comes a | long | |
Am7 | D |
Where you been | lately? |
Am7 | D |
There’s a new kid in | town |
Am7 | D |
Everybody | loves him, don’t they? |
Dm7 | E7 |
And he’s holdin’ | her and you’re still |
| A | C#m7 | D | E |
A | round | oh my | my, | there’s a new kid in |
A | C#m7 | D | E |
Town, | | | Just another new kid in |
A | F#m |
Oo-hoo, ev’rybody’s talkin’ ‘bout the | new kid in town |
A | F#m |
Oo-hooh, ev’rybody’s walkin’ like the | new kid in town |
| A | A |
There’s a | new kid in town ( | I don’t want to hear it) |
| F#m | F#m |
There’s a | new kid in town ( | I don’t want to hear it) |
| A | A |
There’s a | new kid in town ( | I don’t want to hear it) |
| F#m | F#m |
There’s a | new kid in town ( | I don’t want to hear it) |
C#m | B6 | Amaj7 | Amaj7 | F#m | F#m | C#m | C#m |
C#m | B6 | Amaj7 | Amaj7 | F#m | F#m | C#m | G#m7 |
| | | | | | | |
| C#m | B6 | Amaj7 |
One of these | nights, | one of these | crazy old nights |
| F#m | C#m | G#m7 |
We’re gonna | find out pretty mama, what turns | on your lights | |
| C#m | B6 |
The | full moon is calling, the | fever is high |
| Amaj7 |
And the | wicked wind whispers and moans |
F#m |
You got your demons, and you got desires |
| C#m | G#m7 |
Well, | I got a few of my own | |
Amaj7 | Emaj7 |
Ooh, someone to be kind to | in between the dark and the light |
Amaj7 | F#m |
Ooh, coming right behind you, | swear I’m gonna find you |
| C#m | B6 | Amaj7 |
One of these | dreams, | one of these | lost and lonely dreams now |
| F#m | C#m | G#m7 |
We’re gonna f | ind one, mmm one that r | eally screams | |
| C#m | B6 |
I’ve been | searchin’ for the daughter of the | devil himself |
| Amaj7 |
I’ve been | searchin’ for an angel in white |
| F#m |
And I’ve been | waitin’ for a woman who’s a little of both |
| C#m | G#m7 |
And I can | feel her but she’s nowhere in sight | |
Amaj7 | Emaj7 |
Ooh, loneliness will bind you i | n between the wrong and the right |
Amaj7 | F#m |
Ooh, coming right behind you, | swear I’m gonna find you |
C#m | B6 | Amaj7 | Amaj7 | F#m | F#m | C#m | C#m |
C#m | B6 | Amaj7 | Amaj7 | F#m | F#m | C#m | G#m7 |
| | | | | | | |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
| Emaj7 |
Ooh, | in between the dark and the light |
Amaj7 |
Coming right behind you, swear I’m gonna find you |
Emaj7 |
Get ya baby one of these nights |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
| Emaj7 |
Hoo-oo-h | oo hoo-hoo-hoo |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
| Emaj7 |
I can f | eel it, I can feel it |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
| Emaj7 |
Coming right behind you, | swear I’m gonna find you now |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
| Emaj7 |
It gets so d | ark, so dark and all alone |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
| Emaj7 |
One of these c | razy, crazy, crazy nights |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
Emaj7 |
Swear I’m gonna find you, coming right behind you |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
I wanna say a
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
Emaj7 |
One of these, one of these |
| Amaj7 |
(One of these | nights) |
| Emaj7 |
Aw, | coming right behind you, swear I’m gonna find you |
E | A | E | A |
I like the | way your sparkling | earrings | lay |
E | A | Bsus4 | B |
Against your | skin so | brown | |
E | A | E | A |
And I want to | sleep with you in the | desert to | night |
E | A | Bsus4 | B |
With a billion | stars all a | round | |
| A | E |
‘Cause I got a | peaceful, easy | feeling |
A | F#m | B |
And I know you won’t let me | down | |
| E | F#m | A | B | E |
‘Cause I’m | a | lready | standing | on the | ground |
E | A | E | A |
And I found | out a long | time a | go |
E | A | Bsus4 | B |
What a woman can | do to your | soul | |
E | A | E | A |
Aw, but | she can’t take you | any | way |
E | A | Bsus4 | B |
You don’t already | know how to | go | |
| A | E |
And I got a | peaceful, easy | feeling |
A | Bsus4 | B |
And I know you won’t let me | down | |
| E | F#m | A | B | E |
‘Cause I’m | a | lready | standing | on the | ground |
E | A | E | A |
I get this | feeling I may | know | you |
E | A | Bsus4 | B |
As a l | over and a | friend | |
E | A | E | A |
But this voice keeps | whispering i | n my other | ear |
| E | A | Bsus4 | B |
Tells me | I may never | see you | again | |
| A | E |
‘Cause I get a | peaceful, easy | feeling |
A | Bsus4 | B |
And I know you won’t let me | down | |
| E | F#m | A | B |
‘Cause I’m | a | lready | standing | |
| E | F#m | A | B |
I’m | a | lready | standing | |
| E | F#m | A | B | E |
Yes, I’m | a | lready | standing | on the | ground |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 |
Bells will be | ringing | this sad, sad | news |
| G | G#dim7 |
Oh what a | Christmas to have the | blues |
| D | G | D | D/C# | Bm |
My baby’s | gone | I have no | friends | | |
| E7 | A | A+ |
To wish me | greetings once a | gain | |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 |
Crowds will be | singing | “Silent | Night” |
| G | G#dim7 |
Christmas | carols by candle | light |
| D | G | D | D/C# | Bm |
Please come home for | Christmas, | please come home for | Christmas | | |
| E7 | A7 | D | D7 |
If not for | Christmas, | by New Year’s | night | |
| G | Gm |
Friends and | relations send salu | tations |
D | A+ | D | D7 |
Sure as the | stars shine | above | |
| G | Gm |
But this is | Christmas, yeah, Christmas m | y dear |
| E7 | A | A+ |
It’s the time of | year to be with the one you | love | |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 |
So won’t you | tell me | you’ll never more | roam |
| G | G#dim7 |
Christmas and | New Year’s will find you | home |
| D | F#7 | Bm | Bm/A | G |
There’ll be no more | sorrow, | no grief and | pain | | |
| G#dim7 | D | Bm | E7 | A7 | D | A+ |
And | I’ll be | happy, | happy | | once a | gain | |
| D | F#7 | Bm | Bm/A | G |
Ooh, there’ll be no more | sorrow, | no grief and | pain | | |
| G#dim7 | D | Bm | E7 | A7 | D |
And | I’ll be | happy, | happy | | once a | gain |
| G |
Well I’m a | runnin’ down the road tryin’ to loosen my load |
| D | C |
I’ve got seven women | on my | mind |
G | D |
Four that wanna own me, | two that wanna stone me |
| C | G |
O | ne says she’s a friend of | mine |
| Em | C | G |
Take it | easy, take it | ea | sy |
| Am |
Don’t let the | sound of your own |
C | Em |
Wheels drive you | crazy |
| C | G |
Lighten | up while you still c | an |
| C | G |
Don’t even | try to under | stand |
| Am |
Just find a | place to make your |
C | G |
Stand and take it e | asy |
| G |
Well I’m a | standin’ on a corner in Winslow, Arizona |
| D | C |
Such a fine | sight to | see |
| G | D |
It’s a | girl my lord in a | flatbed Ford |
| C | G |
Slowin’ | down to take a look at | me |
| Em | D | C | G |
Come on | ba | by, don’t say | may | be |
| Am |
I gotta | know if your sweet |
| C | Em |
L | ove is gonna | save me |
| C | G |
We may | lose and we may | win |
| C | G |
Though we will | never be here a | gain |
| Am | C | G |
So open | up, I’m climbin’ | in, so take it e | asy |
G | D | C | G |
Em | D | C | G |
Am | Am | Em | D |
| | | |
| G |
Well I’m a | runnin’ down the road tryin’ to loosen my load |
| D | C |
Got a world of trouble | on my | mind |
G | D |
Lookin’ for a lover who | won’t blow my cover |
| C | G |
She’s | so hard to | find |
| Em | C | G |
Take it | easy, take it | ea | sy |
| Am |
Don’t let the | sound of your own |
C | Em |
Wheels make you | crazy |
| C | G | C | G |
Come on | ba | by, don’t say | may | be |
| Am |
I gotta | know if your sweet |
C | G |
Love is gonna | save me |
x3
| G | G9 | C |
Oh, we got it | ea | | sy |
| G | G9 | C |
We oughta take it | ea | | sy |
| E | A |
All | alone at the end of the | evening |
| E | A |
And the | bright lights have faded to | blue |
| E | G#7 | C#m |
I was | thinking ‘bout a | woman who might have | loved me |
| B | B/A | E/G# |
But I never | knew | | |
| B/F# | E | A |
You know I’ve | always been a | dreamer (spent my life | runnin’ round) |
| A | E | A |
And it’s | so hard to | change (can’t seem to | settle down) |
| A | F#m | A |
But the | dreams I’ve seen | lately | keep on turnin’ out |
| A/B | B | A/B | B |
And | burnin’ out and | turnin’ out the | sa | me |
| A | E | A | E |
So | put me on a | highway and | show me a | sign |
| A | B | E |
And | take it to the | limit one more | time |
| E | A |
You can | spend all your time making m | oney |
| E | A |
Or you can | spend all your love making | time |
| E | G#7 | C#m |
If it | all fell to | pieces tom | orrow |
| B | B/A | E/G# |
Would you still be | mine? | | |
| B/F# | E | A |
And when you’re | looking for your | freedom (nobody | seems to care) |
| A | E | A |
And you | can’t find the | door (can’t find it | anywhere) |
| A | F#m | A |
When there’s | nothing to be | lieve in | still you’re coming back |
| A/B | B | A/B | B |
You’re | running back, you’re | coming back for | mo | re |
| A | E | A | E |
So | put me on a | highway and | show me a | sign |
| A | B | C#m |
And | take it to the | limit one more | time |
A | B | A | B |
Take it to the | limit, | take it to the | limit |
A | B | E |
Take it, to the | limit one more | time |
| F | Bb | F |
All the | gold in | Cali | fornia |
| F |
Is in a | bank in the middle of Beverly Hills |
| C |
In somebody else’s | name |
| F | Bb | F |
So if you’re | dreamin’ about | Cali | fornia |
| F |
It don’t | matter at all where you played before |
| C | F | Bb/F | F |
Cali | fornia’s a brand new | game | → | |
| Bb | F |
Tryin’ to be a | hero, winding up a | zero |
| Bb/F | F | C |
Can | scar a man for | ever right down to your | soul |
| F | Bb | F |
Living on the | spotlight can | kill a man | outright |
| Bb | F | C | F | Bb | F |
‘Cause | everything that | glitters | is not | gold | → | |
| F | Bb | F | Bb | F | Bb | F |
And all the | gold | → | in | Cali | fornia | → | |
| Bb | F |
Is | in a | bank in the middle of Beverly Hills |
| C |
In somebody else’s | name |
| Eb | F | Bb | F | Bb | F | Bb | F |
So | if you’re | dreamin’ | → | about | Cali | fornia | → | |
Bb | F |
It don’t | matter at all where you played before |
| C | F | Bb | F |
Cali | fornia’s a brand new | game | → | |
| G | C | G |
All the | gold in | Cali | fornia |
| C | G |
Is | in a | bank in the middle of Beverly Hills |
| D |
In somebody else’s | name |
| G | C | G | C | G |
So if you’re | dreamin’ | → | about | Cali | fornia |
C | G |
It don’t | matter at all where you played before |
| D | C |
Cali | fornia’s a brand new | game |
G | D/F# | Em7 | D | C | G/B | Am7 | D |
| | | | | | | x2 |
G | C |
I lit out from Reno, I was | trailed by twenty hounds |
G | C |
Didn’t get to sleep that night ‘till the | morning came around |
D |
Set out runnin’ but I take my time |
| Am7 |
A | friend of the devil is a friend of mine |
D | Am7 | D |
I get home before daylight, I | just might get some sleep to | night |
G | C |
Ran into the devil, babe, he | loaned me twenty bills |
G | C |
Spent the night in Utah in a | cave up in the hills |
D |
Set out runnin’ but I take my time |
| Am7 |
A | friend of the devil is a friend of mine |
D | Am7 | D |
I get home before daylight, I | just might get some sleep to | night |
| G | C |
I | ran down to the levee but the | devil caught me there |
| G | C |
He | took my twenty dollar bill and | vanished in the air |
D |
Set out runnin’ but I take my time |
| Am7 |
A | friend of the devil is a friend of mine |
D | Am7 | D |
I get home before daylight, I | just might get some sleep to | night |
D |
Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night |
| C |
The | first one’s named Sweet Anne Marie, and she’s my heart’s delight |
| D |
The | second one is prison, babe, the sheriff’s on my trail |
| Am7 | C | D |
And | if he catches up with me, I’ll | spend my life in | jail |
G | C |
Got a wife in Chino, babe, and | one in Cherokee |
| G | C |
The | first one say she’s got my child, but | it don’t look like me |
D |
Set out runnin’ but I take my time |
| Am7 |
A | friend of the devil is a friend of mine |
D | Am7 | D |
I get home before daylight, I | just might get some sleep to | night |
D |
Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night |
| C |
The | first one’s named Sweet Anne Marie, and she’s my heart’s delight |
| D |
The | second one is prison, babe, the sheriff’s on my trail |
| Am7 | C | D |
And | if he catches up with me, I’ll | spend my life in | jail |
G | C |
Got a wife in Chino, babe, and | one in Cherokee |
| G | C |
The | first one say she’s got my child, but | it don’t look like me |
D |
Set out runnin’ but I take my time |
| Am7 |
A | friend of the devil is a friend of mine |
D | Am7 | D |
I get home before daylight, I | just might get some sleep to | night |
E |
Truckin’ got my chips cashed in |
| A |
Keep t | ruckin’, like the do-dah man |
| B |
Tog | ether, more or less in line |
| A | E7 |
J | ust keep truckin’ on | |
E7 |
Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street |
| E7 |
Chi | cago, New York, Detroit and it’s all on he same street |
| E7 |
Your t | ypical city involved in a typical daydream |
E7 |
Hang it up and see what tomorrow brings |
E |
Dallas, got a soft machine |
A |
Houston, too close to New Orleans |
B |
New York’s got the ways and means |
| A | E7 |
But j | ust won’t let you be | |
E7 |
Most of the cats that you meet on the streets speak of true love |
E7 |
Most of the time they’re sittin’ and cryin’ at home |
E7 |
One of these days they know they gotta get goin’ |
E7 |
Out of the door and down on the street all alone |
E |
Truckin’, like the do-dah man |
A |
Once told me you got to play your hand |
B |
Sometimes your cards ain’t worth a dime |
A | E7 |
If you don’t lay ‘em down | |
A | G | D/F# | A |
Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me | → | → | |
A | D | A | G | D/F# | A |
Other times I can bar | ely s | ee | → | → | |
D | Bm | F# |
Lately it oc | curs to | me |
| Amaj7 | E7 |
What a | long, strange trip it’s been | |
E7 |
What in the world ever became of sweet Jane? |
E7 |
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn’t the same |
E7 |
Livin’ on reds, vitamin C, and cocaine |
E7 |
All a friend can say is ain’t it a shame? |
E |
Truckin’, up to Buffalo |
| A |
Been | thinkin’, you got to mellow slow |
B |
Takes time, to pick a place to go |
| A | E7 |
And j | ust keep truckin’ on | |
E7 |
Sittin’ and starin’ out of the hotel window |
E7 |
Got a tip they’re gonna kick the door in again |
| E7 |
I’d l | ike to get some sleep before I travel |
| E7 |
But if y | ou got a warrant, I guess you’re gonna come in |
E |
Busted, down on Bourbon Street |
A |
Set up, like a bowlin’ pin |
B |
Knocked down, it gets to wearin’ thin |
| A | E7 |
They j | ust won’t let you be | |
E7 |
You’re sick of hangin’ around and you’d like to travel |
E7 |
Get tired of travelin’ and you want to settle down |
| E7 |
I g | uess they can’t revoke your soul for tryin’ |
E7 |
Get out of the door and light out and look all around |
A | G | D/F# | A |
Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me | → | → | |
A | D | A | G | D/F# | A |
Other times I can bar | ely s | ee | → | → | |
D | Bm | F# |
Lately it oc | curs to | me |
| Amaj7 | E7 |
What a | long, strange trip it’s been | |
E |
Truckin’, I’m a goin’ home |
A |
Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong |
B |
Back home, sit down and patch my bones |
| A | E7 |
And | get back truckin’ on | |
| A |
American | woman, stay away from me |
| A |
American w | oman, mama let me be |
A |
Don’t come a hangin’ around my door |
A |
I don’t want to see your face no more |
A |
I got more important things to do |
| A |
Than | spend my time growin’ old with you |
| A |
Now | woman, I said stay away |
| A |
American | woman, listen what I say |
| A |
American w | oman, get away from me |
| A |
American w | oman, mama let me be |
A |
Don’t come a knockin’ around my door |
A |
Don’t want to see your shadow no more |
A |
Colored lights can hypnotize |
A |
Sparkle someone else’s eyes |
| A |
Now | woman, I said get away |
| A |
American | woman, listen what I say-ay, hey-ey |
| A |
American | woman, said get away |
| A |
American | woman, listen what I say |
A |
Don’t come a-hangin’ around my door |
A |
Don’t want to see your face no more |
A |
I don’t need your war machines |
A |
I don’t need your ghetto scenes |
A |
Colored lights can hypnotize |
A |
Sparkle someone else’s eyes |
| A |
Now | woman, get away from me |
| A |
American w | oman, mama let me be |
A |
Go, gotta get away, gotta get away now go, go, go |
| A |
I’m gonna l | eave you woman |
| A |
Bye- | bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye |
A |
You’re no good for me, I’m no good for you |
A |
Gonna look you right in the eye, tell you what I’m gonna do |
| A |
You know I’m gonna l | eave |
You know I’m gonna go
You know I'm gonna leave
You know I'm gonna go, woman
I'm gonna leave you woman
| Em | Bm | Am |
I’ve c | alled you | so many | times today |
| Em | Bm | Am |
And I | guess it’s all | true what your | girlfriends say |
| Em | Bm | Am |
That | you don’t | ever want to | see me again |
| Em | Bm | Am |
And your | brother’s gonna | kill me and he’s | six feet ten |
| C | G | C | G |
I | guess you’d | call it | cowar | dice |
| D | A | D | Bsus4 |
But I’m | not pre | pared to go | on like | this |
C |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Am |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Bsus4 |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t |
I can’t stand losing you
Em | Am | Em | Am |
| | I can’t stand l | osing you |
Em | Am | Em | Am |
| | I can’t stand l | osing you |
Em | Am | Em | Am |
| | I can’t stand l | osing you |
Em | Am | Em | Am |
| | I can’t stand l | osing you |
| Em | Bm | Am |
I s | ee you’ve | sent my | letters back |
| Em | Bm | Am |
And my | LP | records and | they’re all scratched |
| Em | Bm | Am |
I | can’t see the | point in a | nother day |
| Em | Bm | Am |
When | nobody | listens to a | word I say |
| C | G | C | G |
You can | call it | lack of | confi | dence |
| D | A | D | Bsus4 |
But to | carry on | living doesn’t | make no | sense |
C |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Am |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Bsus4 |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, can’t stand losing |
C |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Am |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Bsus4 |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t, can’t stand losing |
| Em | Bm | Am |
I | guess this i | s our last goodb | ye |
| Em | Bm | Am |
And | you don’t c | are so I | won’t cry |
| Em | Bm | Am |
But | you’ll be s | orry w | hen I’m dead |
| Em | Bm | Am |
And | all this g | uilt will be o | n your head |
| C | G | C | G |
I | guess you’d | call it | sui | cide |
| D | A | D | Bsus4 |
But | I’m too | full to | swallow my | pride |
C |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Am |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Bsus4 |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
C |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Am |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Bsus4 |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
D |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Bsus4 |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
C |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
D |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
Bsus4 |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
C |
I can’t, I can’t, I can’t stand losing |
D | Bsus4 |
I can’t, I can’t, I | can’t stand |
| Em |
Can’t stand losing y | ou |
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Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Just | a c | asta | way |
| Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
On an | island | lost at | sea | |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Ano | ther lo | nely | day |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
With no | one here | but | me |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Mor | e l | onelin | ess |
| Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
| Than | any man c | ould | bear |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Res | cue m | e be | fore |
| Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
I | fall i | nto de | spair | |
C | F | G | C |
I’ll send an | SO | S to the world | |
| C | F | G | Am |
I’ll | send an | SO | S to the world | |
Am | F |
I hope that s | omeone gets my |
Am | F |
I hope that s | omeone gets my |
Am | F |
I hope that s | omeone gets my |
| Em | Cadd9 | Em | Cadd9 |
M | essage in a b | ottle | | |
| Em | Cadd9 | Am7 |
M | essage in a b | ottle | |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
| A | year has | passed since I |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Wrote my | note | | |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
But | I should have | known this | right from the |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Start | | | |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
O | nly | hope can | keep me |
| Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
To | gethe | r | | |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
| Love can m | end your | life |
| Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
B | ut love c | an break yo | ur | heart |
C | F | G | C |
I’ll send an | SO | S to the world | |
| C | F | G | Am |
I’ll | send an | SO | S to the world | |
Am | F |
I hope that s | omeone gets my |
Am | F |
I hope that s | omeone gets my |
Am | F |
I hope that s | omeone gets my |
| Em | Cadd9 | Em | Cadd9 |
M | essage in a b | ottle | | |
| Em | Cadd9 | Am7 |
M | essage in a b | ottle | |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Wa | lked out this | morn | ing |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Don’t beli | eve what I | saw | |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
A h | undred | billion | bottles |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Washed up | on the s | hore | |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
See | ms I’m not al | one at | being alone |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
| Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
A h | undred | billion c | asta | ways |
Em9 | Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Looking | for a | home | |
C | F | G | C |
I’ll send an | SO | S to the world | |
| C | F | G | Am |
I’ll | send an | SO | S to the world | |
Am | F |
I hope that s | omeone gets my |
Am | F |
I hope that s | omeone gets my |
Am | F |
I hope that s | omeone gets my |
| Em | Cadd9 | Em | Cadd9 |
M | essage in a b | ottle | | |
| Em | Cadd9 | Em | Cadd9 |
M | essage in a b | ottle | | |
| Em | Cadd9 | Em | Cadd9 |
M | essage in a b | ottle | | |
| Em | Cadd9 | Am7 |
M | essage in a b | ottle | |
Em9 | C | Dsus2 | Asus2 |
Sending | out an | S | OS |
Am | Am |
Am | G | Fmaj7 | Em7 |
Fmaj7 | G | Amsus4 |
| | |
| Am | G |
Rox | anne | you don’t have to |
Fmaj7 | Em7 |
Put on the red light | |
Fmaj7 | G |
Those days are over | |
| Amsus4 |
You don’t have to sell your | body to the night |
| Am | G |
R | oxanne | you don’t have to |
Fmaj7 | Em7 |
Wear that dress tonight | |
Fmaj7 | G |
Walk the streets for money | |
| Amsus4 |
You don’t care | if it’s wrong or if it’s right |
| Fmaj7 | G | Amsus4 |
Roxan | ne | you don’t have to | put on the red light |
| Fmaj7 | G | Amsus4 |
Roxan | ne | you don’t have to | put on the red light |
Em7 | C |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
F | G |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
G | Am |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
Em7 | C |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
F | G |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
| Am | G |
I | loved you since I knew you | |
| Fmaj7 | Em7 |
I | wouldn’t talk down to you | |
| Fmaj7 | G |
I | have you to tell just | how I feel |
| Amsus4 |
I won’t share | you with another boy |
| Am | G |
I | know my mind is made up | |
| Fmaj7 | Em7 |
So put | away your make up | |
Fmaj7 | G |
Told you once I won’t | tell you again |
| Fmaj7 | G | Amsus4 |
Rox | anne | you don’t have to | put on the red light |
| Fmaj7 | G | Amsus4 |
Rox | anne | you don’t have to | put on the red light |
Em7 | C |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
F | G |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
G | Am |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
Em7 | C |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
F | G |
Roxa | nne (Put on the red light) |
C | G | Am | F |
Well | someone told me | yesterday | |
C | G | Am | F |
That | when you throw your | love a | way |
C | G | Am | F |
You | act as if you | just don’t | care |
C | G | Am | F |
You | look as if you’re | going some | where |
C | G | Am | F |
But | I just can’t con | vince myself | |
C | G | Am | F |
I | couldn’t live with | no one else | |
C | G | Am | F |
And | I can only | play that part | |
C | G | Am | F |
And | sit and nurse my | broken heart, | so lonely |
C | G | Am | F |
So lonely, | so lonely, | so lonely | |
C | G | Am | F |
So lonely, | so lonely, | so lonely | |
C | G | Am | F |
Now | no one’s knocked u | pon my door | |
C | G | Am | F |
| For a thousand | years or | more |
C | G | Am | F |
| All made up and no | where to go | |
C | G | Am | F |
| Welcome to this | one man show | |
C | G | Am | F |
Just | take a seat, they’re | always free | |
C | G | Am | F |
| No surprise, no | mystery | |
C | G | Am | F |
In this | theater that I | call my soul | |
C | G | Am | F |
I | always play the | starring role, | so lonely |
C | G | Am | F |
So lonely, | so lonely, | so lonely | |
C | G | Am | F |
So lonely, | so lonely, | so lonely | |
D | A | Bm | G |
So lonely, | so lonely, | so lonely | |
D | A | Bm | G |
So lonely, | so lonely, | so lonely | |
D | A | Bm | G |
So lonely, | so lonely, | so lonely | |
D | A | Bm | G |
So lonely, | so lonely, | so lonely | |
Em7 |
Giant steps are what you take |
Em7 |
I hope my legs don’t break |
Em7 |
We could walk forever |
Em7 |
We could live together |
C | D |
Walking on, w | alking on the moon |
Em7 |
Walking back from your house |
Em7 |
Walking back from your house |
Em7 |
Feet they hardly touch the ground |
Em7 |
My feet don’t hardly make no sound |
C | D | Em7 |
Walking on, wa | lking on the m | oon |
D | Am |
I’m wishing my | days away |
D | Am |
And if it’s the | price I pay |
D | Am |
Tomorrow’s a | nother day |
C | G | D |
You stay | I | may as well play |
Em7 |
Giant steps are what you take |
Em7 |
I hope my legs don’t break |
Em7 |
We could walk forever |
C | D |
Walking on, w | alking on the moon |
D | Am |
I’m wishing my | days away |
D | Am |
And if it’s the | price I pay |
D | Am |
Tomorrow’s a | nother day |
C | G | D |
You stay | I | may as well play |
Em7 | D |
Keep it up, | keep it up |
Em7 | D |
Keep it up, | keep it up |
Em7 | D |
Keep it up, | keep it up |
Em7 | D |
Keep it up, | keep it up |
Hey ho, let’s go
Hey ho, let’s go
| A | D | E |
They’re | formin’ in a straight line | | |
| A | D | E |
They’re | goin’ through a tight wind | | |
| A | D | E |
The | kids are losin’ their minds | | |
| A | D | E |
They’re | pilin’ in the back seat | | |
| A | D | E |
They’re | generatin’ steam heat | | |
| A | D | E |
Pulsa | tin’ in the back beat | | |
D | A | D | A |
Hey ho, let’s go, | shoot ‘em in the back now | | |
D | B | D | E |
What they want, I don’t know, they’re a | ll revved up and r | eady to g | o |
| A | D | E |
They’re | formin’ in a straight line | | |
| A | D | E |
They’re | goin’ through a tight wind | | |
| A | D | E |
The | kids are losin’ their minds | | |
| A | D | E |
They’re | pilin’ in the back seat | | |
| A | D | E |
They’re | generatin’ steam heat | | |
| A | D | E |
Pul | satin’ in the back beat | | |
D | A | D | A |
Hey ho, let’s go, | shoot ‘em in the back now | | |
D | B | D | E |
What they want, I don’t know, they’re a | ll revved up and r | eady to g | o |
| A | D | E |
They’re | formin’ in a straight line | | |
| A | D | E |
They’re | goin’ through a tight wind | | |
| A | D | E |
The | kids are losin’ their minds | | |
| A | D | E |
They’re | pilin’ in the back seat | | |
| A | D | E |
They | generatin’ steam heat | | |
| A | D | E |
Pul | satin’ in the back beat | | |
Hey ho, let’s go
Hey ho, let's go
Hey ho, let's go
E5 | A5 | E5 |
Twenty, twenty, twenty four hours to go, | I wanna be se | dated |
E5 | A5 | E5 |
Nothin’ to do, nowhere to go, oh, | I wanna be se | dated |
| B5 | E5 |
Just | get me to the airport, | put me on a plane |
B5 | E5 |
Hurry, hurry, hurry, be | fore I go insane |
| B5 | E5 |
I | can’t control my fingers, I | can’t control my brain |
| A5 | B5 |
Oh | no, oh, oh, oh, | oh |
E5 | A5 | E5 |
Twenty, twenty, twenty four hours to go, | I wanna be se | dated |
E5 | A5 | E5 |
Nothin’ to do, nowhere to go, oh, | I wanna be se | dated |
| B5 | E5 |
Just | put me in a wheelchair, | get me on a plane |
B5 | E5 |
Hurry, hurry, hurry, be | fore I go insane |
| B5 | E5 |
I | can’t control my fingers, I | can’t control my brain |
| A5 | B5 |
Oh | no, oh, oh, oh, | oh |
F#5 | B5 | F#5 |
Twenty, twenty, twenty four hours to go, | I wanna be se | dated |
F#5 | B5 | F#5 |
Nothin’ to do, nowhere to go, oh, | I wanna be se | dated |
| C#5 | F#5 |
Just | put me in a wheelchair, | get me to the show |
C#5 | F#5 |
Hurry, hurry, hurry, be | fore I go loco |
| C#5 | F#5 |
I | can’t control my fingers, I | can’t control my toes |
| B5 | C#5 |
Oh | no, oh, oh, oh, | oh |
F#5 | B5 | F#5 |
Twenty, twenty, twenty four hours to go, | I wanna be se | dated |
F#5 | B5 | F#5 |
Nothin’ to do, nowhere to go, oh, | I wanna be se | dated |
| C#5 | F#5 |
Just | put me in a wheelchair, | get me to the show |
C#5 | F#5 |
Hurry, hurry, hurry, be | fore I go loco |
| C#5 | F#5 |
I | can’t control my fingers, I | can’t control my toes |
| B5 | C#5 |
Oh | no, oh, oh, oh, | oh |
F#5 | B5 | C#5 | F#5 |
Bam bam ba-bam, ba- | bam bam ba-bam, | I wanna be se | dated |
F#5 | B5 | C#5 | F#5 |
Bam bam ba-bam, ba- | bam bam ba-bam, | I wanna be se | dated |
F#5 | B5 | C#5 | F#5 |
Bam bam ba-bam, ba- | bam bam ba-bam, | I wanna be se | dated |
F#5 | B5 | C#5 | F#5 |
Bam bam ba-bam, ba- | bam bam ba-bam, | I wanna be se | dated |
| E |
(Riff Raff) It’s as | tounding |
D | A | E |
Madness | takes its t | oll |
(Magenta) Ahh...
| E |
(Riff Raff) But listen | closely |
| F# |
(Magenta) Not for very much l | onger |
| D | A | E |
(Riff Raff) I | ’ve got to | keep cont | rol |
| E | F# |
I re | member doing the Time | Warp |
D | A | E |
Drinking | those moments w | hen |
| E |
The blackness would | hit me |
| F# |
(Riff Raff & Magenta) And the void would be | calling |
| C | G | D | A | E |
(Guests) L | et’s | do the | Time W | arp aga | in |
C | G | D | A | E |
Let’s | do the T | ime W | arp ag | ain |
| B |
(Narrator) It’s just a jump to the lef | t |
| E |
(Guests) And then a step to the r | i-i-i-i-ight |
| B |
(Narrator) With your hand on your hip | s |
| E |
(Guests) You bring your knees in t | ight |
| A |
But it’s the pelvic t | hrust |
| E |
They really drive you in | sa-a-a-a-a-ne |
C | G | D | A | E |
Let’s | do the T | ime W | arp ag | ain |
C | G | D | A | E |
Let’s | do the T | ime W | arp ag | ain |
| E |
(Magenta) It’s so d | reamy |
| F# |
With voyeuristic int | ention |
| D | A | E |
Well secl | uded | I see | all |
| E |
(Riff Raff) | With a bit of a mind flip |
| F# |
(Magenta) You’re into a time | slip |
| D | A | E |
(Riff Raff) And | nothing | can ever be the s | ame |
| E |
(Magenta) You’re spaced out on sensa | tion |
| F# |
(Riff Raff) Like you’re under sed | ation |
| C | G | D | A | E |
(Guests) | Let’s | do the T | ime | Warp a | gain |
C | G | D | A | E |
Let’s | do the T | ime W | arp ag | ain |
| E |
(Columbia) Well, I was w | alking down the street |
| E | E |
When a | snake of a guy gave me an | evil wink |
| A | A |
He s | hook me up, he took me | by surprise |
| E | E |
He had a | pick-up truck and the | devil’s eyes |
| B | A |
He s | tared at me, and I f | elt a change |
E | E |
Time meant nothing, | never would again |
| C | G | D | A | E |
(Guests) L | et’s | do the T | ime | Warp ag | ain |
C | G | D | A | E |
Let’s | do the T | ime W | arp aga | in |
| B |
(Narrator) It’s just a jump to the lef | t |
| E |
(Guests) And then a step to the ri | -i-i-i-ight |
| B |
(Narrator) With your hands on your hip | s |
| E |
(Guests) You bring you knees in t | ight |
| A |
But it’s the pelvic t | hrust |
| E |
That really drives you in | sa-a-a-a-a-ne |
C | G | D | A | E |
Let’s | do the T | ime W | arp ag | ain |
C | G | D | A | E |
Let’s | do the T | ime W | arp a | gain |
(Columbia) Ah! Oh! Oh! Yeoooww
| C | G | D | A | E |
(Guests) L | et’s d | o the T | ime W | arp a | gain |
| C | G | D | A | E |
L | et’s | do the T | ime W | arp ag | ain |
| B |
(Narrator) It’s just a jump to the lef | t |
| E |
(Guests) And then a step to the ri | -i-i-i-ight |
| B |
(Narrator) With your hands on your hip | s |
| E |
(Guests) You bring you knees in t | ight |
| A |
But it’s the pelvic t | hrust |
| E |
That really drives you in | sa-a-a-a-a-ne |
| C | G | D | A | E |
(Guests) L | et’s d | o the T | ime W | arp a | gain |
| C | G | D | A | E |
L | et’s | do the T | ime W | arp ag | ain |
A | E |
A | E |
A | E |
Uh-huh, | shattered |
D |
Love and hope and sex and dreams |
| E |
Are | still surviving on the streets |
| A | D |
And | look at me, | I’m in tatters |
A |
Friends are so alarming |
| E |
And my l | over’s never charming |
A | E |
Life’s just a cocktail party, | on the street, Big Apple |
A |
People dressed in plastic bags |
A | E |
Some kind of fashion, | shattered |
D | E |
Laughter, joy, and loneliness and s | ex and sex and sex and sex |
| A | D |
And | look at me, | I’m in tatters |
A | E |
All this chitter-chatter, titter-t | atter, chitter-chatter ‘bout |
A | E |
Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta, I can’t g | ive it away on 7th Avenue |
A | E |
This town’s been wearing t | atters (shattered) |
D |
Work and work for love and sex |
E |
Ain’t you hungry for success |
| A |
Succe | ss, success, success |
F#m | A | D | G | C | F | D | D |
F#m | A | D | G | C | F | A | E |
| | | | | | | |
| A | E |
Ahhh, l | ook at me, | I’m a shattered |
A | E |
Look at me, | I’m a shattered |
D |
Pride and joy and greed and sex |
E |
That’s what makes our town the best |
A |
Pride and joy and dirty dreams and |
E |
Still surviving on the street |
| A | E |
And | look at me, | I’m in tatters |
A | E |
Yeah, | I’ve been battered |
A | E |
Uh-huh, | does it matter |
A | E |
Uh-huh, | I’m a shattered |
A | E |
| (Shattered, shattered) |
A |
Don’t you know the crime rate’s going |
| A | E |
U | p, to l | ive in this town you must be |
A |
Tough tough, tough, tough, tough! |
| A |
You got r | ats on the west side |
A |
What a mess this town’s in tatters |
A | E |
My brain’s been battered, | splattered all over Manhattan |
A | E |
Uh-huh, this town’s full of | money grabbers |
| A | E |
Go a | head, bite the Big | Apple, don’t mind the maggots |
A | E |
Uh-huh, my | brain’s been battered |
A |
My friends they come around they |
E |
Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter |
A |
Flatter, flatter, flatter |
A | E |
Pile it up, pile it h | igh on the platter |
D | A | D | G | D |
→ | → | | | (Clap clap clap clap clap) |
A | D | G | D | A |
| | What I | like about | you |
A | D | G | D | A | D | G | D |
| | You h | old me | tight | | | |
A | D | G | D | A | D | G | D |
Tell me I’m the | only one, | wanna come | over ton | ight, | | yeah | |
A | D | G | D |
Keep on | whispering | in my | ear |
A | D | G | D | A | D |
Tell me all the | things that | I wanna | hear, ‘cause it’s | true | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D | G | D | A | D | G |
What I | like about | you, | | you really | know how to | dance | | |
D | A | D | G | D | A | D | G | D |
When you go | up, down, | jump around, | think about | true ro | mance, | | yeah | |
A | D | G | D |
Keep on | whispering | in my | ear |
A | D | G | D | A | D |
Tell me all the | things that | I wanna | hear, ‘cause it’s | true | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D | G | D | A | D | G | D |
What I | like about | you, | | you keep me | warm at | night | | | |
A | D | G | D | A | D | G | D |
Never wanna’ | let you go, | know you make me | feel alr | ight, | | yeah | |
A | D | G | D |
Keep on | whispering | in my | ear |
A | D | G | D | A | D |
Tell me all the | things that | I wanna | hear, ‘cause it’s | true | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
G | D | A | D |
That’s what I | like about | you | |
A | E | D |
Out here in | the | fields |
A | E | D |
I fight for | my m | eals |
A | E | D | A | E | D |
I get m | y b | ack into my | living | | |
A | E | D |
I don’t need | to f | ight |
A | E | D | A | E | D |
I d | on’t | need to be for | given, yeah, yeah, | yeah, | yeah |
Don’t raise your eye
| A | D | E |
It’s | only | teenage | wasteland |
A | E | D |
Sally, take | my | hand |
A | E | D |
We’ll travel South | cross | land |
A | E | D | A | E | D |
Put out the fire | , and | don’t look past my | shoulder | | |
A | E | D |
The happy ones | are | near |
A | E | D | A | E | D |
Let’s get together, | be | fore we get much | older | | |
| A | E | D |
It’s only teenage | wasteland | | |
| A | E | D |
Teenage | wasteland, | oh | yeah |
| E | E | D | D |
They’re all | wasted! | | | |
Em | G | D |
No one knows what it’s | like, to be the | bad man |
| Cadd9 | Asus2 |
To be the | sad man, behin | d blue eyes |
Em | G | D |
No one knows what it’s | like to be | hated |
| Cadd9 | Asus2 |
To be | fated, to telling on | ly lies |
| C | D | G | C/G | G |
But my | dre | ams, they aren’t as | empty | | |
| C | D | E | Asus2 | E |
As my | conscience | seems to | be | | |
| Bm | C |
I have | hours, only l | onely |
| D | Asus2 |
My love is | vengeance that’s never | free |
Em | G | D |
No one knows what it’s | like to feel these | feelings |
| Cadd9 | Asus2 |
Like I | do, and I blame | you |
Em | G | D |
No one bites back as | hard on their | anger |
| Cadd9 | Asus2 |
None of my | pain and woe, can show | through |
| C | D | G | C/G | G |
But my | dre | ams, they aren’t as | empty | | |
| C | D | E | Asus2 | E |
As my | conscience | seems to | be | | |
| Bm | C |
I have | hours, only l | onely |
| D | Asus2 |
My love is | vengeance that’s never | free |
E | Bm | A | E | Bm | A |
E | Bm | A | E |
When my fist | clenches | crack it open | |
| Bm | G | D |
Before I | use it and | lose my | cool |
| Bm | A | D |
When I s | mile t | ell me some b | ad news |
| Bm | A | E | Bm | A |
Before I la | ugh and a | ct like a f | ool | | |
E | Bm | A | E |
And if I sw | allow any | thing ev | il |
| Bm | G | D |
Stick your fi | nger do | wn my th | roat |
| Bm | A | D |
And if I sh | iver please gi | ve me a bla | nket |
| Bm | A | E |
Keep me w | arm let me we | ar your c | oat |
E | Bm | A | E | Bm | A |
B | A | G | D |
B | A | G | D |
B | A | G | D |
B |
|
Em | G | D |
No one knows what it’s | like, to be the | bad man |
| Cadd9 | Asus2 |
To be the | sad man, behin | d blue eyes |
Em/B | Esus4/B | B7sus4 | B7 |
Bm7 | Am/B | Am/C | Bsus4 | B |
| | | | |
| Esus4 | E |
Ever | since I was a young boy, I | played the silver ball |
| Dsus4 | D |
From | Soho down to Brighton, I | must have played ‘em all |
| Csus4 | C |
But I | ain’t seen nothin’ like him, in | any amusement hall |
| Bsus4 | B |
That | deaf, dumb and blind kid, | sure plays a mean pinball |
| Esus4 | E |
He | stands like a statue, becomes | part of the machine |
Dsus4 | D |
Feeling all the bumpers, | always playing clean |
| Csus4 | C |
He | plays by intuition, the | digit counters fall |
| Bsus4 | B |
That | deaf, dumb and blind kid, | sure plays a mean pinball |
| A | B | E |
He’s a | pin | ball | wizard |
| A | B | E |
There | has to | be a | twist |
| C | G | Gsus4 | G |
Got | such a supple | wrist | → | |
G | Fadd9 | C/E | G | Fadd9 | C/E |
How do you t | hink h | e | does it? (I | don’t | know) |
G | Fadd9 | C/E | G |
What makes | him | so | good? |
Esus4 | E |
Ain’t got no distractions, can’t | hear no buzzers and bells |
| Dsus4 | D |
Don’t | see no lights a-flashin’, he | plays by sense of smell |
Csus4 | C |
Always gets the replay, | never seen him fall |
| Bsus4 | B |
That | deaf, dumb and blind kid, | sure plays a mean pinball |
| A | B | E |
The | Bally | table | king |
| C | G | Gsus4 | G |
My | pinball crown to | him | → | |
| Gsus4 | G |
Even | on my favorite table, | he can beat my best |
| Fsus4 | F |
His di | sciples lead him in, and | he just does the rest |
| D#sus4 | D# |
He’s got | crazy flipper fingers, | never seen him fall |
| Dsus4 | D |
That | deaf, dumb and blind kid, | sure plays a mean pinball |
D | F#m7 |
Guess who just got b | ack today |
G | Bm |
Them wild eyed boys that | had been away |
F#m7 | Bm |
Haven’t changed, | hadn’t much to say |
| Em7 | Em7/A |
But m | an I still think them | cats are crazy |
D | F#m7 |
They were asking if | you were around |
G | A# |
How you was, where you | could be found |
F#m7 | Bm |
I told them you were living dow | ntown |
Em7 | Em7/A |
Driving all the old men c | razy |
| D | Em | G |
The | boys are back in town, the boys are back in town | | |
| D | Em | G |
I said the | boys are back in town, the | boys are back in town | |
| D |
The | boys are back in town, the boys are back in town |
| Em | G |
The | boys are back in town, the | boys are back in town |
D | F#m7 |
You know that chick that | used to dance a lot |
G | Bm |
Every night she’d be on the | floor shakin’ what she’d got |
F#m7 | Bm |
Man, when I tell you she was | cool, she was red hot |
Em7 | Em7/A |
I mean she was steam | ing |
D | F#m7 |
And that time over at J | ohnny’s place |
G | A# |
Well, this chick got up and sh | e slapped Johnny’s face |
F#m7 | Bm |
Man, we just fell | about the place |
| Em7 | Em7/A |
If t | hat chick don’t wanna know, f | orget her |
| D | Em | G |
The | boys are back in town, the boys are back in town | | |
| D | Em | G |
I said the | boys are back in town, the | boys are back in town | |
| D |
The | boys are back in town, the boys are back in town |
| Em | G |
The | boys are back in town, the | boys are back in town |
F#m7 | Bm |
Spread the w | ord around |
Em7 | Em7/A | Bm |
Guess who’s back in town | | |
C | G |
| F#m7 | Bm | Em7 | Em7/A | Bm |
You spread the | word around | | | | |
D | F#m7 |
Friday night they’ll be d | ressed to kill |
G | Bm |
Down at Dino’s | bar and grill |
F#m7 | Bm |
The drink will flow and b | lood will spill |
| Em7 | Em7/A |
And if the | boys wanna fight you better | let ‘em |
D | F#m7 | G |
That jukebox in the corner b | lasting out my fav’rite so | ng |
| A# |
The nights are getting w | armer, it won’t be long |
F#m7 | Bm |
Won’t be long till s | ummer comes |
Em7 | Em7/A |
Now that the boys are here | again |
| D | Em | G |
The | boys are back in town, the boys are back in town | | |
| D | Em | G |
The | boys are back in town, the | boys are back in town | |
| D |
The | boys are back in town, the boys are back in town |
Em | G |
Spread the word | around |
| D |
The | boys are back in town, the boys are back in town |
| Em | G |
The | boys are back, the boys | are back |
A | G | G# | A |
Jeremiah was a bullfrog | → | → | |
A | G | G# | A |
Was a good friend of mine | → | → | |
| A | A7 | D | F |
I n | ever understo | od a single | word he | said |
| A | E7 | A |
But I | helped him | drink his | wine |
| D7 | E7 | A |
And he | always had some | mighty fine w | ine |
| A |
Singin’ j | oy to the world |
E7 | A |
All the boys and | girls, now |
A | A7 | D | F |
Joy to the | fishes in the | deep blue | sea |
A | E7 | A | G | G# | A |
Joy to | you and | me | → | → | |
A | G | G# | A |
If I were the king of the world | → | → | |
A | G | G# | A |
Tell you what I’d do | → | → | |
A | A7 | D | F |
I’d throw away the | cars and the | bars and the | wars |
| A | E7 | A |
And | make sweet | love to | you, say it now |
E7 | A |
All the boys and | girls |
A | A7 | D | F |
Joy to the | fishes in the | deep blue | sea |
A | G | G# | A |
You know I love the ladies | → | → | |
A | G | G# | A |
Love to have my fun | → | → | |
| A | A7 | D | F |
I’m a h | igh life | flyer and a | rainbow | rider |
| A | E7 | A |
A | straight shootin’ | son-of-a- | gun |
| D7 | E7 | A |
I said, a | straight shootin’ | son-of-a- | gun |
E7 | A |
All the boys and | girls |
A | A7 | D | F |
Joy to the | fishes in the | deep blue | sea |
B | A | E |
Joy... t | o the w | orld |
B | A | E |
All... the b | oys and g | irls |
B | A | E |
Joy... t | o the w | orld |
B | A | E |
Joy....to y | ou and m | e |
E7 | A |
All the boys and | girls |
A | A7 | D | F |
Joy to the | fishes in the | deep blue | sea |
A | A7 | D | F |
Joy | to the | world | |
A | E7 | A |
Joy to | you and | me, you know I mean |
E7 | A |
All the boys and | girls |
A | A7 | D | F |
Joy to the | fishes in the | deep blue | sea |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Wash a | way my troubles, | wash aw | ay my pain | |
| B | A | E |
With the r | ain in | Shambal | a |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Wash a | way my sorrow, | wash a | way my s | hame |
| B | A | E |
With the r | ain in | Shambal | a |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, yea | h |
| B | A | E |
Y | eah-yeah-y | eah-yeah-y | eah |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, ye | ah |
| B | A | E |
Y | eah-yeah-y | eah-yeah-y | eah |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Every | one is helpful, | every | one is kind | |
| B | A | E |
On the | road to | Shambal | a |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Every | one is lucky, | every | one is so kind | |
| B | A | E |
On the | road to | Shambal | a |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, yea | h |
| B | A | E |
Y | eah-yeah-y | eah-yeah-y | eah |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, ye | ah |
| B | A | E |
Y | eah-yeah-y | eah-yeah-y | eah |
E | A/E | E |
How does your light shine in the | halls of Shambal | a? |
E | A/E | E |
How does your light shine in the | halls of Shambal | a? |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
I can t | ell my sister, | from the f | lowers in her eyes | |
| B | A | E |
On the r | oad to S | hambal | a |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
I can t | ell my brother, | from the f | lowers in his eyes | |
| B | A | E |
On the r | oad to S | hambal | a |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, yea | h |
| B | A | E |
Y | eah-yeah-y | eah-yeah-y | eah |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, ye | ah |
| B | A | E |
Y | eah-yeah-y | eah-yeah-y | eah |
E | A/E | E |
How does your light shine in the | halls of Shambal | a? |
E | A/E | E |
How does your light shine in the | halls of Shambal | a? |
| E | A/E | E |
Tell me | how does your light shine in the | halls of Shambal | a? |
| E | A/E | E |
Tell me | how does your light shine in the | halls of Shambal | a? |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, yea | h |
| B | A | E |
Y | eah-yeah-y | eah-yeah-y | eah |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, ye | ah |
| B | A | E |
On the | road to | Shambal | a |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, yea | h |
| B | A | E/G# | E |
Ahh-ahh, | oooh-oo | oh, | oooh-oooh, yea | h |
| B | A | E |
On the | road to | Shambal | a |
G | A |
Well, she was an A | merican girl |
G | A |
She couldn’t help | thinkin’ that there was a |
C | D |
Little more to life | somewhere else |
D | G |
After all it was a | great big world |
C | Am |
With lots of places to | run to |
D |
And if she had to die tryin’ she had one little promise she was gonna keep |
C | D | G | Em |
Oh yeah, | all right, | take it easy, baby, | make it last all night |
C | D | G |
She was | an American | girl |
G | A |
Well, it was kinda | cold that night |
C | D |
She stood alone on the | balcony |
G | A |
Yeah, she could hear the | cars roll by |
| C | D |
Out on | four forty-one like | waves crashin’ on the beach |
D | G |
And for one desperate | moment there |
C | Am |
He crept back in her | memory |
D |
God it’s so painful when something that’s so close is still so far out of reach |
C | D | G | Em |
Oh yeah, | all right, | take it easy, baby, | make it last all night |
C | D | G |
She was | an American | girl |
E |
I was talkin’ with a friend of mine |
Dmaj9 |
Said a woman had hurt his pride |
A |
Told him that she loved him so |
| B |
And | turned around and let him go |
E |
Then he said you better watch your step |
Dmaj9 |
Or you’re gonna get hurt yourself |
A |
Someone’s gonna tell you lies |
E | Dmaj9 |
Don’t do me like that, | don’t do me like that |
C#m |
What if I loved you, baby? |
A | B |
Don’t do me like | that |
E | Dmaj9 |
Don’t do me like that, | don’t do me like that |
C#m |
Someday I might need you, baby |
A | B |
Don’t do me like | that |
E |
Listen, honey, can you see? |
Dmaj9 |
Baby, it would bury me |
A |
If you were in the public eye |
B |
Givin’ someone else a try |
E |
And you know you better watch your step |
Dmaj9 |
Or you’re gonna get hurt yourself |
A |
Someone’s gonna tell you lies |
E | Dmaj9 |
Don’t do me like that, | don’t do me like that |
C#m |
What if I loved you, baby? |
A | B |
Don’t, don’ | t, don’t, don’t |
E | Dmaj9 |
Don’t do me like that, | don’t do me like that |
C#m |
What if I need you, baby |
A | B |
Don’t do me like | that |
| E7 | A7 |
‘Cause s | omewhere deep down inside | someone is sayin’ |
E7 | A7 |
Love doesn’t last that | long |
E7 | A7 |
I got this feelin’ inside, | night and day |
| Am | B |
And n | ow I can’t take it no mor | e |
E |
Listen, honey, can you see? |
Dmaj9 |
Baby, it would bury me |
A |
If you were in the public eye |
B |
Givin’ someone else a try |
E |
And you know you better watch your step |
Dmaj9 |
Or you’re gonna get hurt yourself |
A |
Someone’s gonna tell you lies |
E | Dmaj9 |
Don’t do me like that, | don’t do me like that |
C#m |
What if I loved you, baby? |
A | B |
Don’t, don’ | t, don’t, don’t |
E | Dmaj9 |
Don’t do me like that, | don’t do me like that |
C#m |
I just might need you, honey |
A | B |
Don’t do me like | that, no way! |
E |
Makin’ a living the old hard way |
Takin’ and giving by day by day
| D |
I dig snow and rain and the bright sunshine | |
E |
My dog Sam eats purple flowers |
Ain’t got much but what we got’s ours
| D |
We dig snow and rain and the bright sunshine | |
Draggin’ the line
| E | D | E |
I’m talkin’ bout peace | o | f mind | |
| E | D | E |
I’m gonna t | ake | my t | ime |
| D |
I’m gettin’ the g | ood sign |
Draggin’ the line
E |
Loving the free and feelin’ spirit |
Of huggin’ a tree when you get near it
| D |
Diggin’ the snow and the rain and the bright sunshine | |
Draggin’ the line
Draggin' the line
| E | D | E |
I’m talkin’ bout peace | o | f mind | |
| E | D | E |
I’m gonna t | ake | my t | ime |
| D |
I’m gettin’ the g | ood sign |
Draggin’ the line
E |
La la la la la la la la |
E | D |
La la la la la la la la | la |
Bm | D/F# | G | G | A | Asus4 | A |
| | | | | | x 2 |
Em | F#m | Bm | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the | way that you | hold me | → | → | |
Em | F#m | Bm | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the w | ay you say you c | are | → | → | |
Em | F#m | G | A | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the w | ay you’ve been tr | eating my fr | iends | → | → | |
Em | F#m | G | A | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the | way that you st | ayed till the | end | → | → | |
Em | F#m | G | A |
It’s not in the | way you look or the th | ings that you say that you’ll | do |
| Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Hold the | line | | | | |
| Asus4 | Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Love isn’t a | lways on t | ime | | oh | oh | oh |
| Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Hold the | line | | | | |
| Asus4 | Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Love isn’t a | lways on t | ime | | oh | oh | oh |
Em | F#m | Bm | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the | words that you t | old me girl | → | → | |
Em | F#m | Bm | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the | way you say you’re m | ine | → | → | |
Em | F#m | G | A | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the w | ay that you cam | e back to m | e | → | → | |
Em | F#m | G | A | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the | way that your l | ove set me fre | e | → | → | |
Em | F#m | G | A |
It’s not in the | way you look or the th | ings that you say that you’ll | do |
| Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Hold the | line | | | | |
| Asus4 | Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Love isn’t a | lways on t | ime | | oh | oh | oh |
| Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Hold the | line | | | | |
| Asus4 | Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Love isn’t a | lways on t | ime | | oh | oh | oh |
Em | F#m | Bm | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the | words that you t | old me girl | → | → | |
Em | F#m | Bm | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the | way you say you’re m | ine | → | → | |
Em | F#m | G | A | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the w | ay that you cam | e back to m | e | → | → | |
Em | F#m | G | A | F#m | Fm | Em |
It’s not in the | way that your l | ove set me fre | e | → | → | |
Em | F#m | G | A |
It’s not in the | way you look or the th | ings that you say that you’ll | do |
| Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Hold the | line | | | | |
| Asus4 | Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Love isn’t a | lways on t | ime | | oh | oh | oh |
| Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Hold the | line | | | | |
| Asus4 | Bm | D/F# | G | G | A |
Love isn’t a | lways on t | ime | | oh | oh | oh |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Well it’s a ma | rvelous nig | ht for a mo | ondance | with the |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Stars up abo | ve in your ey | es | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
A fan | tabulous nigh | t to make r | omance | ‘neath the |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Color of O | ctober s | kies | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
All the l | eaves on the tree | s are fal | ling | to the |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Sound of the bre | ezes that bl | ow | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
And I’m | trying to plea | se to the c | alling | of your |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Heartstrings that pla | y soft and lo | w | |
| Am7 | Em7 |
You know the | night’s m | agic seems to |
| Am7 | Em7 | Am7 |
You know the | soft m | oonlight seems to shine | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | F#m7 |
Can I | just hav | e one mo | re moondanc | e with |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | B7#9 |
Yo | u | my l | ove | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | F#m7 |
Can I | just ma | ke some m | ore roma | nce with |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | B7#9 |
You | | my | love | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Well I | want to make lov | e to you | tonight | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
I can’ | t wait till t | he morning has co | me | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
And I k | now now the tim | e is just | right | and straight |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
In | to my arm | s you will r | un | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
When you | come my he | art will be w | aiting | to make |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Sure that you’re n | ever alon | e | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
There and | then all my d | reams will c | ome true d | ear |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
There and | then I will m | ake you my ow | n | |
And every time...
Am7 | Em7 |
I | touch you, you just |
| Am7 | Em7 | Am7 |
Then I know | how | much you want me that | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | F#m7 |
Can I | just hav | e one mo | re moondanc | e with |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | B7#9 |
Yo | u | my l | ove | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | F#m7 |
Can I | just ma | ke some m | ore roma | nce with |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | B7#9 |
You | | my | love | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Well it’s a ma | rvelous nig | ht for a mo | ondance | with the |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Stars up abo | ve in your ey | es | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
A fan | tabulous nigh | t to make r | omance | ‘neath the |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Color of O | ctober s | kies | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
All the l | eaves on the tree | s are fal | ling | to the |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Sound of the bre | ezes that bl | ow | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
And I’m | trying to plea | se to the c | alling | of your |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Heartstrings that pla | y soft and lo | w | |
| Am7 | Em7 |
You know the | night’s m | agic seems to |
| Am7 | Em7 | Am7 |
You know the | soft m | oonlight seems to shine | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | F#m7 |
Can I | just hav | e one mo | re moondanc | e with |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | B7#9 |
Yo | u | my l | ove | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | F#m7 |
Can I | just ma | ke some m | ore roma | nce with |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Em7 | B7#9 |
You | | my | love | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
One more moon | dance | with yo | u | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
In the | moonlight | | | on a |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
Magic | night | | |
Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
La la la | la la la | | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
In the | moonlight | | | |
| Em7 | F#m7 | Gmaj7 | F#m7 |
On a | magic | night | | |
| Gmaj7 | D | C | Bm | Am7 |
Can | I just | have one | more moon | dance with | you |
| Am | C |
Then you brush your | shoes, stand before the m | irror |
| Am | C |
And you comb your | hair, grab your coat and l | augh |
| Am | C | Am |
And you walk | wet streets trying to | remember | |
| F | G | C |
All the | wild night breezes i | n your memory e | ver |
| Am | F |
And everyt | hing looks so compl | ete |
| Am | F |
When you’re w | alking out on the | street |
| Am | F | G |
And the w | ind catches your f | eet and sends you f | lying, crying |
Am | F | G | Am | Am | G | C |
Ooo | o o | ooh | wee, | wild n | ight is ca | lling |
Am | F | G | Am | Am | G | C |
Ooo | o o | ooh | wee, | wild n | ight is ca | lling |
| Am | C |
All the | girls walk by, dressed up for each ot | her |
| Am | C |
And the | boys do the boogie woogie on the corner of the st | reet |
| Am | C | Am |
And the | people passin’ by stare in wide wond | er | |
| F | G | C |
And the | inside jukebox | blows out just like th | under |
| Am | F |
And everyt | hing looks so compl | ete |
| Am | F |
When you’re w | alking out on the | street |
| Am | F | G |
And the w | ind catches your f | eet and sends you f | lying, crying |
Am | F | G | Am | Am | G | C |
Ooo | o o | ooh | wee, | wild n | ight is ca | lling, alright |
Am | F | G | Am | Am | G | C |
Ooo | o o | ooh | wee, | wild n | ight is ca | lling |
| Am | C |
Well the | wiiiild night is c | alling |
| Am | C |
The | wiiiild night is c | alling |
| Am | C |
Come on out and d | ance, whoa come on out and m | ake romance |
| Am | G | C |
Come on out and d | ance, | come on out, make rom | ance |
| Am | C |
The | wiiiild night is c | alling |
| Am | C |
The | wiiiild night is c | alling |
| Am | C |
Come on out and d | ance, whoa come on out and m | ake romance |
| Am | G | C |
Come on out and d | ance, | come on out and make rom | ance |
| E |
Beats | all you never saw |
| B7 |
Been in | trouble with the law |
| B7 | E |
Since the | day they was | born |
| E |
Straightenin’ the | curves |
| E | B7 |
S | omeday the mountain might | get ‘em |
| B7 |
The only way they know | how |
| B7 |
That’s just a little bit | more |
| B7 | E |
Than the | law will all | ow |
| A |
Wouldn’t change if they | could |
| E |
F | ightin’ the system like |
B7 | E |
Two modern day Robin | Hoods |
Hold your breath, make a wish, count to three
| Bm7 | E6 |
Come with | me, and you’ll | be |
| Amaj7 |
In a | world of pure imagination |
| Bm7 | E6 |
Take a look | , and you’ll | see |
| Amaj7 |
Into | your imagination |
| Bm7 | E6 |
We’ll be | gin, with a | spin |
| Amaj7 | Bm7 | C#m7 |
Traveling in | the | world of my cre | ation |
| Gm/C | Bm7 | E6 |
Wh | at we’ll see | , will de | fy |
Dmaj7 | C#m7 |
If you want to view p | aradise |
Bm7 | E6 | Amaj7 |
Simply look a | round and view | it |
D#m7b5 | G#7 | C#m7 |
Anything you wa | nt to, d | o it |
F#9 |
Want to change the world? |
| D/A | Bbm7b5 | B9 |
There’s | nothing | to i | t |
| Bm7 | E6 |
There is | no life I | know |
| Amaj7 | Bm7 | C#m7 |
To com | pare with | pure imagina | tion |
| Gm/C | Bm7 | E6 |
L | iving ther | e, you’ll be fr | ee |
| C#maj7 | E7 | Amaj7 |
If you | truly | wish to be | |
Dmaj7 | C#m7 |
If you want to view p | aradise |
Bm7 | E6 | Amaj7 |
Simply look a | round and view | it |
D#m7b5 | G#7 | C#m7 |
Anything you wa | nt to, d | o it |
F#9 |
Want to change the world? |
| D/A | Bbm7b5 | B9 |
There’s | nothing | to i | t |
| Bm7 | E6 |
There is | no life I | know |
| Amaj7 | Bm7 | C#m7 |
To com | pare with | pure imagina | tion |
| Gm/C | Bm7 | E6 |
L | iving ther | e, you’ll be fr | ee |
| C#maj7 | E7 | Amaj7 |
If you | truly | wish to be | |
| Cadd9 |
When the | night has come |
| Fmaj7 | G | Cadd9 |
And the mo | on is the on | ly light we’ll see | |
| Cadd9 |
No, I | won’t be afraid |
| Am7 |
No, I | won’t be afraid |
| Fmaj7 | G | Cadd9 |
Just as lo | ng as you stand | , stand by me | |
| Cadd9 |
So, darling, darling, | stand by me |
| Fmaj7 | G |
Oh, | stand, | stand by me |
| Cadd9 |
If the | sky that we look upon |
Am7 |
Should tumble and fall |
| Fmaj7 | G | Cadd9 |
Or the mo | untain should | crumble to the | sea |
| Cadd9 |
I won’t | cry, I won’t cry |
| Am7 |
No, I | won’t shed a tear |
| Fmaj7 | G | Cadd9 |
Just as lo | ng as you stand | , stand by me | |
| Cadd9 |
So, darling, darling, | stand by me |
| Fmaj7 | G |
Oh, | stand, | stand by me |
| Cadd9 |
Whenever you’re in trouble won’t you | stand by me |
| Fmaj7 | G |
Oh, | stand, | stand by me |
E | F#m | B |
Tweedily deedily dee, | tweedily | deedily dee |
E | F#m | B |
Tweedily deedily dee, | tweedily | deedily dee |
E | F#m | B |
Tweedily deedily dee, | tweedily | deedily dee |
E |
Tweet, tweet, tweet tweet |
| E7 |
He | rocks in the treetops all day long |
Hoppin’ and a-boppin’ and a-singin’ his song
All the little birds on J-Bird Street
Love to hear the robin go tweet, tweet, tweet
| A7 |
Rockin’ | robin (tweet, tweet, tweet) |
| E7 |
Rock, rock, rockin’ | robin (tweet, tweedlee-dee) |
B7 | A | E |
Go rockin’ robin, cause we’re | really gonna rock to | night |
E7 |
Every little swallow, every chickadee |
Every little bird in the tall oak tree
The wise old owl, the big black crow
Flappin' their wings singin' go bird, go
| A7 |
Rockin’ | robin (tweet, tweet, tweet) |
| E7 |
Rock, rock, rockin’ | robin (tweet, tweedlee-dee) |
B7 | A | E |
Go rockin’ robin, cause we’re | really gonna rock to | night, oh |
E7 | E7 | E7 | E7 |
A7 | A7 | E7 | E7 |
B7 | A7 | E7 | E7 |
| | | |
| A |
A | pretty little raven at the bird man stand |
E |
Taught him how to do the bop and it was grand |
| A |
He | started goin’ steady and bless my soul |
| B |
He ou | t-bopped the buzzard and the oriole |
| E7 |
He | rocks in the treetops all day long |
Hoppin’ and a-boppin’ and a-singin’ his song
All the little birds on J-Bird Street
Love to hear the robin go tweet, tweet, tweet
| A7 |
Rockin’ | robin (tweet, tweet, tweet) |
| E7 |
Rock, rock, rockin’ | robin (tweet, tweedlee-dee) |
B7 | A | E |
Go rockin’ robin, cause we’re | really gonna rock to | night |
| A |
Well the | pretty little raven at the bird man stand |
E |
Taught him how to do the bop and it was grand |
| A |
He | started goin’ steady and bless my soul |
| B |
He ou | t-bopped the buzzard and the oriole |
| E7 |
He | rocks in the treetops all day long |
Hoppin’ and a-boppin’ and a-singin’ his song
All the little birds on J-Bird Street
Love to hear the robin go tweet, tweet, tweet
| A7 |
Rockin’ | robin (tweet, tweet, tweet) |
| E7 |
Rock, rock, rockin’ | robin (tweet, tweedlee-dee) |
B7 | A | E |
Go rockin’ robin, cause we’re | really gonna rock to | night |
E | F#m | B |
Tweedily deedily dee, | tweedily | deedily dee |
E | F#m | B |
Tweedily deedily dee, | tweedily | deedily dee |
E | F#m | B |
Tweedily deedily dee, | tweedily | deedily dee |
E |
Tweet, tweet, tweet tweet |
A | E | D | E |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
A | D | E | A |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
A | E | D | E |
People t | ell me | love’s for | fools |
| A | D | E | A |
So h | ere I | go breaking | all of the | rules |
| A |
Oh-oh-oh, so doggone | easy |
| D |
Mmm-mmm-hmm, it seems so | easy |
| B | E |
Where y | ou’re concerned my h | eart has learned |
A | E | D | E |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
A | D | E | A |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
A | E | D | E |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
A | D | E | A |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
A | E | D | E |
Look in | to your | heart and | see |
A | D | E | A |
What your | love book has s | et apart for me | |
| A |
Oh-oh-oh, so doggone | easy |
| D |
Mmm-mmm-hmm, it seems so | easy |
| B | E |
Where y | ou’re concerned my h | eart has learned |
A | E | D | E |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
A | D | E | A |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
| A |
Mmm-mmm-hmm, so doggone | easy |
| D |
Mmm-mmm-hmm, it seems so | easy |
| B | E |
Well where y | ou’re concerned my h | eart has learned |
A | E | D | E |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
A | D | E | A |
It’s so | easy to | fall in | love |
| G | D | C | D |
I would have | given you | all of my he | art | |
| G | D | C | D |
But there’s s | omeone who’s t | orn it apa | rt | |
| G | D | C | D |
And he’s t | aking just a | ll I ha | ve | |
| G | D | C | D |
But if you want, I’ll | try to love a | gain | bab | y |
| G | C | D |
I’ll | try to love a | gain but I kn | ow |
G | D | C | D |
The first | cut is the dee | pest, ba | by I know |
G | D | C | D |
The first | cut is the de | epest | |
| G | D | C | D |
But when it | comes to being l | ucky he’s cur | sed | |
| G | C | D | D/C | D/B | D/C |
When it co | mes to lovin’ | me he’s w | orst | | | |
| G | D | C | D |
I still | want you | by my sid | e | |
| G | D | C | D |
Just to | help me dry the | tears that I’ve cri | ed | |
| G | D | C | D |
And I’m | sure gonna g | ive you a t | ry | |
| G | D | C |
And if you want, I’ll | try to love a | gain, try | |
| D | G | C | D |
B | aby I’ll | try to love | again, but I k | now |
G | D | C | D |
The first | cut is the dee | pest, ba | by I know |
G | D | C | D |
The first | cut is the de | epest | |
| G | D | C | D |
But when it | comes to being l | ucky he’s cur | sed | |
| G | C | D | D/C |
And when it co | mes to lovin’ | me he’s w | orst | |
| G | D | C | D |
I still | want you | by my sid | e | |
| G | D | C | D |
Just to | help me dry the | tears that I’ve cri | ed | |
| G | D | C | D |
But I’m | sure gonna g | ive you a t | ry | |
| G | D | C |
‘Cause if you want, I’ll | try to love a | gain | |
| D | G | C | D | D/C | D/B | D/C |
B | aby I’ll | try to love | again, but I k | now | | | |
G | D | C | D |
The first | cut is the dee | pest, ba | by I know |
G | D | C | D |
The first | cut is the de | epest | |
| G | D | C | D |
But when it | comes to being l | ucky he’s cur | sed | |
| G | C | D | D/C |
And when it co | mes to lovin’ | me he’s w | orst | oh |
G | D | C | D |
The first | cut is the dee | pest, ba | by I know |
G | D | C | D | G |
The first | cut is the de | epest, | try to love a | gain |
A |
Left a good job in the city |
Workin’ for the man ev’ry night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleepin'
Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been
E |
Big wheel keep on turnin’ |
F#m |
Proud Mary keep on burnin’ |
A |
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
A |
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis |
Pumped a lot of ‘tane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of a city
Till I hitched a ride on a river boat queen
E |
Big wheel keep on turnin’ |
F#m |
Proud Mary keep on burnin’ |
A |
Rollin’, rollin’, (rollin’), rollin’ on the river |
A |
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
A |
If you come down to the river |
Bet you gonna find some people who live
You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money
People on the river are happy to give
E |
Big wheel keep on turnin’ |
F#m |
Proud Mary keep on burnin’ |
A |
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
A |
Rollin’, (whoa), rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
A |
Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
| E | A | E |
Be | fore you accuse me, | take a look at yourse | lf |
| A | E |
Be | fore you accuse me, take a look at yours | elf |
| B7 |
You say I’m | spending my money on other women |
A | E | B7 |
You’re takin’ money from from someone | else | |
| E | A | E |
I | called your mama, | ‘bout three or four nights ag | o |
| A | E |
I | called your mama, ‘bout three or four nights ag | o |
B7 | A | E | B7 |
Mama said son, don’t c | all my daughter no m | ore | |
| E | A | E |
Be | fore you accuse me, | take a look at yours | elf |
| A | E |
Be | fore you accuse me, take a look at yours | elf |
| B7 |
You say I’m | spending my money on other women |
A | E | B7 |
You’re takin’ money from from someone e | lse | |
E | A | E |
Come back home baby, | try my love one more t | ime |
| A | E |
Come o | n back home baby, try my love one more t | ime |
| B7 |
You know if I | don’t go on and quit you |
A | E | B7 |
I think I’ll lose my m | ind | |
| E | A | E |
Be | fore you accuse me, | take a look at yourse | lf |
| A | E |
Be | fore you accuse me, take a look at yours | elf |
| B7 |
You say I’m | spending my money on other women |
A | E | B7 |
You’re takin’ money from from someone | else | |
| A |
You made, | me cry, when you said goodbye |
| D | A |
Ain’t that a | shame, my tears fell like | rain |
| D | E |
Ain’t that a | shame, you’re the one to | blame |
| A |
You broke, | my heart, when you said we’ll part |
| D | A |
Ain’t that a | shame, my tears fell like | rain |
| D | E |
Ain’t that a | shame, you’re the one to | blame |
| A |
Oh well | , goodbye, although, I’ll cry |
| D | A |
Ain’t that a | shame, my tears fell like | rain |
| D | E |
Ain’t that a | shame, you’re the one to | blame |
| A |
You made, | me cry, when you said goodbye |
| D | A |
Ain’t that a | shame, my tears fell like | rain |
| D | E |
Ain’t that a | shame, you’re the one to | blame |
| A |
Oh well | , goodbye, although, I’ll cry |
| D | A |
Ain’t that a | shame, my tears fell like | rain |
| D | A |
Ain’t that a | shame, you’re the one to | blame |
A | A/C# | D | Ebdim7 | E | A |
→ | → | → | → | → | |
C | G |
Take a look at the guy who’s | standing in front of you |
C | G |
Take a look at the guy who | walked in here with you |
C |
Does he look at the same guy, same guy, same guy |
| G | Dm | C |
Who’s | looking | straight back at y | ou |
C | G |
Take a look at the guy once | lost in fields |
C | G |
Remember the time he t | raveled the sky |
C |
It wasn’t too long ago he ran away from home |
| G | Dm | C |
And he | ran away | from y | ou |
C | G |
Take a look at the guy | hanging flesh on the bone |
C | G |
Who used to play silly | games for you to be amused |
C |
Does he look like the same face, same eyes, same guy |
| G | Dm | C |
Who’s | staring | straight back at y | ou |
C | G |
Take a look at the guy who’s s | tanding in front of you |
C | G |
Take a look at the guy who | waltzed in here with you |
C |
Does he look like the same guy, same guy, same guy |
| G | Dm | C |
Who | used to sing | songs for yo | u |
E | C#m |
Everybody’s doing a | brand new dance, now |
E | C#m |
Come on, baby, | do the locomotion |
| E | C#m |
I | know you’ll get to like it if you | give it a chance now |
E | C#m |
Come on, baby, | do the locomotion |
| A | F#m |
My | little baby sister can | do it with ease |
| A | F# |
It’s | easier than learning your | ABC’s |
| E | B | E |
So, | come on, come on, | do the locomotion with | me |
E | A |
You gotta swing your hips, now, | come on, baby |
| E | B |
Jump | up, jump back, well I | think you’ve got the knack, whoa, oh |
E | C#m |
Now that you can do it | let’s make a chain now |
E | C#m |
Come on, baby, | do the locomotion |
| E | C#m |
A | chug-a-chug-a motion like a | railroad train, now |
E | C#m |
Come on, baby, | do the locomotion |
A | F#m |
Do it nice and easy now, | don’t lose control |
| A | F# |
A l | ittle bit of rhythm, and a | lot of soul |
E | B | E |
Come on, come on, | do the locomotion with | me |
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
E | C#m |
Move around the floor in a | locomotion |
E | C#m |
Come on, baby, | do the locomotion |
E | C#m |
Do it holding hands, if | you get the notion |
E | C#m |
Come on, baby, | do the locomotion |
| A | F#m |
There’s | never been a dance that’s so | easy to do |
| A | F# |
It | even makes you happy when you’re | feeling blue |
| E | B | E |
So, | come on, come on, | do the locomotion with | me |
E |
(Come on) You gotta swing your hips, now, (do the locomotion) |
| E |
You’re doin’ f | ine (come on, do the locomotion) |
| A |
Come on, | baby (come on, do the locomotion) mmmm, mmm, mmm |
| E |
Jump | up, jump back (come on, do the locomotion) |
| A |
You’re lookin’ | good (come on, do the locomotion) mmm, mmm, mmm |
| Am |
Oooh, I | bet you’re wondering how I knew |
| E | D |
‘Bout your | plans to make me | blue |
| Am |
With some other | guy that you knew before |
| E | D |
Between the two of us | guys you know I love you | more |
| F#m | D |
It took me by | surprise I must | say |
| Am | D |
When I | found out yester | day, don’t you know that |
| Am | D | Am |
I | heard it through the | grape | vine |
| D |
Not much | longer would you be mine |
| Am | D | Am |
Ooh I | heard it through the | grape | vine |
| D |
Oh I’m | just about to lose my mind |
| Am |
I know a | man ain’t supposed to cry |
| E | D |
But these | tears I can’t hold ins | ide |
| Am |
Losin’ | you would end my life you see |
| E | D |
Cause you | mean that much to | me |
| F#m | D |
You could have | told me your | self |
| Am | D |
That you | love someone | else, instead |
| Am | D | Am |
I | heard it through the | grape | vine |
| D |
Not much | longer would you be mine |
| Am | D | Am |
Ooh I | heard it through the | grape | vine |
| D |
Oh I’m | just about to lose my mind |
| Am |
People say believe h | alf of what you see |
| E | D |
Son, and | none of what you | hear |
| Am |
But I can’t | help bein’ confused |
| E | D |
If it’s | true please tell me | dear |
| F#m | D |
Do you | plan to let me | go |
| Am | D |
For the other | guy you loved | before, don’t you know |
| Am | D | Am |
I | heard it through the | grape | vine |
| D |
Not much | longer would you be mine |
| Am | D | Am |
Baby, I | heard it through the | grape | vine |
| D |
Oh I’m | just about to lose my mind |
G | Em | C | D |
Stay, | | just a | little bit |
G | Em | C | D |
Please, | please, please, | please, | tell me that you’re |
| G | Em | C | D |
Now your | daddy don’t | mind | | |
| G | Em | C | D |
And you | mommy don’t | mind | | |
| G | Em | C | D |
If we | have another dance | , y | eah just a o | ne more |
| G | Em | C | D |
Oh, won’t you | stay, | | just a | little bit |
G | Em | C | D |
Longer, | | please | let me |
G | Em | C | D | G |
Hear, | | you | say you wi | ll |
B7 | Em |
Won’t you place your sweet lips to m | i-i-i-i-i-i-i-ine |
A | D | D |
Won’t you say you love me, | | all of the time |
G | Em | C | D |
Stay, | | just a | little bit |
G | Em | C | D |
Please, | please, please, | please, | tell me you’re |
G | Em | C | D |
Going to, | | come on, come o | n, come on and |
G | Em | C | D |
Stay, | | come on, come o | n, come on |
G | Em | C | D |
Stay, | | come on, come o | n, come on |
| D | D |
Coming | to you on a | dusty road |
D | D |
Good loving, I got a | truck load |
| D | D |
And | when you get it, huh, you g | ot you something |
| D | D |
So d | on’t worry ‘cause | I’m coming |
| D | C | D |
I’m a | soul man, | I’m a | soul man |
| D | C | D | G | A |
I’m a s | oul man, | I’m a | soul man | (and that ain’t | all ) |
| D | D |
Got | what I got the | hard way |
| D | D |
And I’ll | make it better each and e | very day |
D | D |
So, honey | don’t you fret, hah |
| D | D |
‘Cause | you ain’t seen | nothing yet |
| D | C | D |
I’m a | soul man, | oh lord, I’m a | soul man, play it Steve |
| D | C | D | G | A |
I’m a s | oul man, | hah, I’m a | soul man, | | oh |
| D | D |
I was | brought up on a | side street |
D | D |
Learned how to love be | fore I could eat |
| D | D |
I was | educated from | good stock |
| D | D |
When | I start loving, oh | I can’t stop |
| D | C | D |
I’m a | soul man, | I’m a | soul man |
| D | C | D | G | A |
I’m a s | oul man, | yeah, I’m a | soul man, | | look |
| A# | F |
Well, | grab a rope and I’ll | pull you in |
G | G/A | G#/A# |
Give you hope and b | e your only boyfriend | yeah |
D# | C# | F# | G# | A# |
| | | I’m | talking about a |
| E | A |
Another | Saturday night and I | ain’t got nobody |
E | B |
I got some money ‘cause I j | ust got paid |
| E | A |
Now | how I wish I had s | omeone to talk to |
B | A | E |
I’m in | awful | way, get this |
E | B |
I got in town a | month ago |
| E | A |
I | seen a lotta girls since | then |
| E | A |
If I could | meet ‘em I could get ‘em but as | yet I haven’t met ‘em |
| B | A | E |
That’s | why I’m in the | shape I’m | in |
| E | A |
Here another | Saturday night and I | ain’t got nobody |
E | B |
I got some money ‘cause I | just got paid |
| E | A |
Now | how I wish I had | someone to talk to |
| E | B | E | A |
Now, | another fella | told me he had a | sister who looked just | fine |
| E | A |
Instead of | being my deliverance, she h | ad a strange resemblance |
| B | A | E |
To a | cat named | Franken | stein |
| E | A |
Here another | Saturday night and I | ain’t got nobody |
E | B |
I got some money ‘cause I | just got paid |
| E | A |
Now | how I wish I had | some chick to talk to |
B | A | E |
I’m in | awful | way, yeah |
Here it is another weekend, and I ain't got nobody
Man if I was back home, I'd be swingin', two chicks on my arm
Aw, yeah, listen to me, uh
E | B | E | A |
It’s hard on a | fella, when h | e don’t know his way a | round |
| E | A |
If I don’t | find me a honey to h | elp me spend my money |
| B | A | E |
I’m | gonna have to | blow this | town |
| E | A |
Here it’s another | Saturday night and I | ain’t got nobody |
E | B |
I got some money ‘cause I | just got paid |
| E | A |
Now | how I wish I had | some chick to talk to |
B | A | E |
I’m in | awful, | everybody sing |
| E | A |
Another | Saturday night and I | ain’t got nobody |
E | B |
I got some money ‘cause I | just got paid |
| E | A |
Now | how I wish I had | someone to talk to |
B | A | E |
I’m in | awful, | one more time |
| E | A |
Another | Saturday night and I | ain’t got nobody |
E | B |
I got some money ‘cause I | just got paid |
| E | A |
Now | how I wish I had | some chick to talk to |
G | Em |
Let me tell you ‘bout a place, | somewhere up a New York way |
C | D |
Where the people are so gay, | twistin’ the night away |
G | Em |
Here they have a lot of fun, | puttin’ trouble on the run |
C | D | G |
Man, you find the old and young, | twistin’ the night a | way |
| G |
They’re | twistin’, twistin’, everybody’s feelin’ great |
| C | D | G |
They’re | twistin’, twistin’, they’re | twistin’ the night a | way |
G | Em |
Here’s a man in evenin’ clothes, | how he got here, I don’t know, but |
C | D |
Man, you oughta see him go, | twistin’ the night away |
G | Em |
He’s dancin’ with the chick in slacks, | she’s a-movin’ up and back |
C | D | G |
Oh man, there ain’t nothin’ like | twistin’ the night a | way |
| G |
They’re | twistin’, twistin’, everybody’s feelin’ great |
| C | D | G |
They’re | twistin’, twistin’, they’re | twistin’ the night, | let’s twist a lot |
| G | Em | C | D |
Lean | up, lean | back, lean | up, lean | back |
| G | Em | C |
Wa | tusi, now | fly, now | twist |
| D | G |
They’re | twistin’ the night a | way |
G | Em |
Here’s a fella in blue jeans, | dancin’ with a older queen |
C | D |
Who’s dolled up in a diamond rings and | twistin’ the night away |
G | Em |
Man, you oughta see her go, | twistin’ to the rock and roll |
C | D | G |
Here you find the young and old | twistin’ the night a | way |
| G |
They’re | twistin’, twistin’ man, everybody’s feelin’ great |
| C | D | G |
They’re | twistin’, twistin’, they’re | twistin’ the night, | one more time |
| G |
They’re | twistin’, twistin’ man, everybody’s feelin’ great |
| C | D | G |
They’re | twistin’, twistin’, they’re | twistin’ the night a | way |
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Cm7 |
Here come old flat top, he come grooving up slowly |
Cm7 |
He got joo-joo eyeball, he one holy roller |
| G |
He got | hair down to his knee |
F7 |
Got to be a joker, he just do what he please |
Cm7 |
He wear no shoe shine, he got toe jam football |
Cm7 |
He got monkey finger, he shoot Coca-Cola |
| G |
He say, | I know you, you know me |
F7 |
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free |
| Am | G | F | G | Cm7 |
Come | together, | right | now | , over me | |
Cm7 |
He bag production, he got walrus gumboot |
Cm7 |
He got Ono sideboard, he one spinal cracker |
| G |
He got | feet down below his knee |
F7 |
Hold you in his armchair, you can feel his disease |
| Am | G | F | G | Cm7 |
Come | together, | right | now | , over me | |
Cm7 |
He roller coaster, he got early warning |
Cm7 |
He got muddy water, he one mojo filter |
| G |
He say, | one and one and one is three |
F7 |
Got to be good looking ‘cause he’s so hard to see |
| Am | G | F | G | Cm7 |
Come | together, | right | now | , over me | |
| E | A | E |
Ah | breaking rocks in the | hot | sun |
E | A | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
E | B | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | A | E |
I n | eeded money cause I | had | none |
E | A | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
E | B | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
| A |
I l | eft my baby and I feel so bad |
| A |
Well | she’s the best girl I’ve ever had |
E | A | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
E | B | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
A | A | A | A |
E | E | E | E |
A | A | A | A |
E | E | A | B |
E | E | B | E |
| | | |
| E | A | E |
Ah | robbing people with a | six | gun |
E | A | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
E | B | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
| E | A | E |
I m | iss my baby and um | good | fun |
E | A | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
E | B | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
| A |
I l | eft my baby and I feel so bad |
| A |
Well | she’s the best girl I’ve ever had |
E | A | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
E | B | E |
I fought the law and the | law | won |
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Am | F |
Give me a ticket for an | aeroplane |
G | D |
Ain’t got time to take a | fast train |
Am | F | Am | F |
Lonely days are | gone, | I’m a-comin’ | home |
| E | Am |
Cause my | baby just wrote me a letter | |
Am | F |
I don’t care how much money I | gotta spend |
G | D |
Got to get back to my | baby once again |
Am | F | Am | F |
Lonely days are | gone, | I’m a-comin’ | home |
| E | Am |
Cause my | baby just wrote me a letter | |
| C | G |
Well she | wrote me a | letter |
| F | C | G |
Said she | couldn’t | live without | me no more |
C | G |
Listen mister | can’t you see |
| F | C | G |
I | got to get | back to my ba | by once more |
Am | F |
Give me a ticket for an | aeroplane |
G | D |
Ain’t got time to take a | fast train |
Am | F | Am | F |
Lonely days are | gone, | I’m a-comin’ | home |
| E | Am |
Cause my | baby just wrote me a letter | |
| C | G |
Well she | wrote me a | letter |
| F | C | G |
Said she | couldn’t | live without | me no more |
C | G |
Listen mister | can’t you see |
| F | C | G |
I | got to get | back to my ba | by once more |
Am | F |
Give me a ticket for an | aeroplane |
G | D |
Ain’t got time to take a | fast train |
Am | F | Am | F |
Lonely days are | gone, | I’m a-comin’ | home |
| E | Am |
Cause my | baby just wrote me a letter | |
| E | Am |
Yeah my | baby just wrote me a letter | |
| E | Am |
Yeah my | baby just wrote me a letter | |
C | G | C | G |
Bye bye | love, | bye bye | happiness |
| G | D | G |
I | think I’m a- | gonna | cry-y |
C | G | C | G |
Bye bye | love, | bye bye | sweet caress |
| G | D | G |
I | feel like | I could | di-ie |
| G | D | G |
Bye | bye, my | love, good | by-ye |
| D7 | G |
There goes my | baby with-a someone | new |
| D7 | G |
She sure looks | happy, I sure am | blue |
| C | D |
She was my | baby till he stepped | in |
| G | G7 |
Goodbye to romance that might have | been | |
C | G | C | G |
Bye bye | love, | bye bye | happiness |
| G | D | G |
I | think I’m a- | gonna | cry-y |
C | G | C | G |
Bye bye | love, | bye bye | sweet caress |
| G | D | G |
I | feel like | I could | di-ie |
| G | D | G |
Bye | bye, my | love, good | by-ye |
| D7 | G |
I’m a-through with | romance, I’m a-through with | love |
| D7 | G |
I’m through with-a | countin’ the stars a | bove |
| C | D |
And here’s the | reason that I’m so | free |
| G | G7 |
My lovin’ baby is a-through with | me | |
C | G | C | G |
Bye bye | love, | bye bye | happiness |
| G | D | G |
I | think I’m a- | gonna | cry-y |
C | G | C | G |
Bye bye | love, | bye bye | sweet caress |
| G | D | G |
I | feel like | I could | di-ie |
| G | D | G |
Bye | bye, my | love, good | by-ye |
| G | D | G |
Bye | bye, my | love, good | by-ye |
| G | D | G |
Bye | bye, my | love, good | by-ye |
A | D | E | A |
When will | I | be | loved? |
A | D | E |
I’ve been | turned | down |
A | D | E |
I’ve been | pushed ‘ | round |
A | D | E | A |
When will | I | be | loved? |
D | E |
When I meet a | new girl |
| D | E |
She | always breaks my | heart in two |
| D/F# | E/G# |
It | happens every | time |
A | D | E |
I’ve been | made | blue |
A | D | E | A | D | E |
When will | I | be | loved? | | |
A | D | E | A |
When will | I | be | loved? |
D | E |
When I meet a | new girl |
| D | E |
She | always breaks my | heart in two |
| D/F# | E/G# |
It | happens every | time |
A | D | E | A |
When will | I | be | loved? |
A | D | E | A |
When will | I | be | loved? |
A | D | E | A |
When will | I | be | loved? |
| A#/C | C |
You never | close your eyes anymore when I kiss your | lips |
| A#/C | C |
And there’s | no tenderness like before in your finger | tips |
| Dm7 | Em7 |
You’re trying | hard not to show it | (baby) |
| Fmaj7 | F/G | G |
But | baby, | baby I k | now it |
C | Dm/C |
You’ve lost that | lovin’ feeling |
G7 | C |
Woah, that | lovin’ feeling |
C | Dm/C |
You’ve lost that | lovin’ feeling |
| A#/C | C |
Now it’s | gone, gone, gone, whoa oh oh o | h |
| A#/C | C |
Now there’s no w | elcome look in your eyes when I reach for y | ou |
| A#/C | C |
And girl you’re | starting to criticize little things I d | o |
| Dm7 | Em7 |
It makes me j | ust feel like crying | (baby) |
| Fmaj7 | F/G | G |
‘Cause | baby, something b | eautiful’s d | yin’ |
C | Dm/C |
You’ve lost that | lovin’ feeling |
G7 | C |
Woah, that | lovin’ feeling |
C | Dm/C |
You’ve lost that | lovin’ feeling |
| A# | F/A | C |
Now it’s | gone, | gone, gone, whoa oh oh o | h |
C | F | G | F | G/D | C | F | G | F | G/D |
Baby, baby | | I’d get down o | n my k | nees for | you | | | → | |
C | F | G | F | G/D | C | F | G | F | G/D |
If you would | only | love me | → | like you used to | do | | | → | |
C | F | G | F | G/D | C | F | G | F | G/D |
We had a | love, a | love, a | love you don’t f | ind every | day | | | → | |
| C | F | G | F | G/D | C | F | G | F | G/D |
So | don’t, | don’t, | don’t, | | let it slip a | way | | | → | |
C | F | G | F | G/D |
Baby, | baby, | baby, | ba | by |
| C | F | G | F | G/D | C |
I beg you | please, | please, | please, | I n | eed your lo | ve |
| C | F | G | F | G/D | C |
I need your | love, | I need your | love, | so b | ring it on b | ack |
C | F | G | F | G/D |
| Bring it on | back | → | |
C | Dm/C |
Bring back that | lovin’ feeling |
G7 | C |
Woah, that | lovin’ feeling |
C | Dm/C |
Bring back that | lovin’ feeling |
| A#/C |
‘Cause it’s | gone, gone, gone |
| A#/C | C |
And I | can’t, go, on, whoa oh oh o | h |
C | Dm/C |
Bring back that | lovin’ feeling |
G7 | C |
Woah, that | lovin’ feeling |
C | Dm/C |
Bring back that | lovin’ feeling |
| A# | F/A |
‘Cause it’s | gone, | gone, gone |
| A#/C | C |
And I | can’t, go, on, whoa oh oh o | h |
F | Fsus2 | F | F | Fsus4 | F | Fsus2 | F |
→ | → | | → | → | → | → | |
| F |
I saw her tod | ay, I saw her face |
| Dm |
It was a face I | loved, and I knew |
| F | Dm |
I had to run aw | ay and get down on my knees and p | ray |
That they’d go away
| Bb | C |
Because of all my p | ride, the tears I’ve gotta h | ide |
| F |
Hey, I thought I was sm | art, I wanted her |
| Dm |
Didn’t think I’d d | o, but now I see |
| F |
She’s worse to him than | me |
| Dm |
Let her go ahead, take his love in | stead |
And one day she will see
| Dm |
And get down on her kn | ees |
| Bb |
Yeah, that’s how it beg | ins |
| C |
She’ll feel those needles and p | ins, hurtin’ her, hurtin’ her |
A | G |
Why can’t I stop and tell myself I’m w | rong, I’m wrong, so wrong |
F | E |
Why can’t I stand up and tell myself I’m str | ong |
| A |
Because I saw her tod | ay, I saw her face |
| Gbm |
It was the face I | loved, and I knew |
| A | Gbm |
I had to run a | way and get down on my knees and | pray |
That they’d go away
| D | E |
Because of all my p | ride, the tears I’ve gotta | hide |
D | A |
Maybe I didn’t | love you |
Bm | Bm/A | G |
Quite as | often as I c | ould have |
D | A |
Maybe I didn’t | treat you |
Bm | Bm/A | E |
Quite as g | ood as I s | hould have |
G | D | D | D/C |
If I made you feel second | best | → | |
G | D/F# | Em | Em7/D | Em7/B |
Girl, I’m | sorry I was bl | ind | → | |
A | D |
But you were always on my | mind |
G | A | D | G | A |
You were always | on my | mind | → | |
D | A |
Maybe I didn’t h | old you |
Bm | Bm/A | G |
All those | lonely, lonely time | s |
D | A |
I guess I never t | old you |
Bm | Bm/A | E |
I’m so ha | ppy that you’re mi | ne |
G | D |
Little things I | should have said and done |
G | D/F# | Em | Em7/D | Em/B |
I just | never took the t | ime | → | |
A | A/C# | D | D | D/C |
But you were always on | my | mind | → | |
G | A | D | A |
You were always | on my | mind | |
G | D | Em | A |
Tell me that your sweet | love hasn’t die | d | |
| G | D | Em |
Give me | one more chance to | keep you satisf | ied |
| A | D |
I’ll | keep you satisfi | ed |
G | D | D | D/C |
Little things I should have said and | done | → | |
G | D/F# | Em | Em7/D | Em/B |
I just | never took the t | ime | → | |
A | A/C# | D |
But you were always on | my | mind |
G | A | D | D/B |
You were always | on my | mind | |
A | A/C# | D | D | D/C |
You were always on | my | mind | → | |
G | A | D |
You were always | on my m | ind |