I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
G
D/f#
Em7
And I know if I had my chance
Am
C
Em
C
D
That I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while
Em
Am
Em
Am
But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver
C
G
Am
C
D
Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step
G
D/f#
Em
Am7
D
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride
G
D
Em
C
D7
G
Something touched me deep inside 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 them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Em*
A7*
Em*
D7
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die
G
Am
C
Am
Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above
Em
D
If the bible tells you so?
G
D/f#
Em
Am7
C
Do you believe in rock and roll? Can music save your mortal soul?
Em
A7
D
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Em*
D*
Em*
D*
Well I know that you're in love with him 'cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
C
G
A7
C
D7
You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues
G
D/f#
Em
Am
C
I was a lonely teenage bronkin' buck with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck
G
D/f#
Em
C
D7
G
C
G
But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died
I started singin', bye, bye Miss American Pie...
G
Am
C
Am
Now for ten years we've been on our own, and moss grows fat on a rolling stone
Em
D
But that's not how it used to be
G
D/f#
Em
Am7
C
When the jester sang for the king and queen, in a coat he borrowed from James Dean
Em
A7
D
In a voice that came from you and me
Em*
D*
Em*
D*
And while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown
C
G
A7
C
D7
The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned
G
D/f#
Em
Am
C
And while Lenin read a book on Marx, the quartet practiced in the park
G
D/f#
Em
C
D7
G
C
G
And we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died
We were singin', bye, bye Miss American Pie...
G
Am
C
Am
Helter skelter in a summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Em
D
Eight miles high and fallin' fast
G
D/f#
Em
Am7
C
It landed foul upon the grass, the players tried for a forward pass
Em
A7
D
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Em*
D*
Em*
D*
Now at half-time there was sweet perfume, while sergeants played a marching tune
C
G
A7
C
D7
We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance
G
D/f#
Em
Am
C
'Cause the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield
G
D/f#
Em
C
D7
G
C
G
Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died
We started singin' bye, bye Miss American Pie...
G
Am
C
Am
And there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space
Em
D
With no time left to start again
G
D/f#
Em
Am7
C
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candle stick
Em
A7
D
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend
Em*
D*
Em*
D*
And as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rage
C
G
A7
C
D7
No angel born in Hell could break that Satan's spell
G
D/f#
Em
Am
C
And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite
G
D/f#
Em
C
D7
G
C
G
I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the music died
He was singin' bye, bye Miss American Pie...
G
D/f#
Em
Am
C
I met a girl who sang the blues, and I asked her for some happy news
Em
D
But she just smiled and turned away
G
D/f#
Em
Am
C
I went down to the sacred store, where I'd heard the music years before
Em
C
D
But the man there said the music wouldn't play
Em*
Am*
Em*
Am*
But in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed
C
G
Am
C
D
But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken
G
D/f#
Em
Am7
C
D7
And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
G
D/f#
Em
Am7
D7
G
They caught the last train for the coast the day the music died
And they were singin' bye, bye Miss American Pie...
C
D7
G
C
G
Singin' this will be the day that I die
Another Girl, Another Planet [Only Ones]
1978
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E
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B
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C#m
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A
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x2
E
B
I always flirt with death
C#m
A
I look cute, but I don't care about it
I can't face your threats
And stand up straight and tall and shout about it
E
B
C#m
E
B
I think I'm on another world with you, with you
E
B
C#m
E
B
I'm on another planet with you, with you
You get under my skin
I don't find it irritating
You're always playing to win
But I won't need rehabilitating, oh no
I think I'm on another world with you, with you
I'm on another planet with you, with you
E
A
E
A
Another girl, another planet
E
A
B
A
Another girl, another planet
Solo
Space travel's in my blood
There ain't nothing I can do about it
Long journeys wear me out
But I know I can't live without it, I know
I think I'm on another world with you, with you
I'm on another planet with you, with you
E
B
C#m
A
Another girl, who's loving you now?
E
B
C#m
A
Another planet, who's holding you down?
B
E
Another planet
Bad, Bad Leroy Brown [Jim Croce]
1973
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G6
G
G6
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D
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G
Well the southside of Chicago
A
Is the baddest part of town
B7
C
And if you go down there you better just beware
D7
G
D
Of a man named Leroy Brown
Now Leroy, more than trouble
You see he stands about six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"
All the men just call him "Sir"
And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old King Kong
Meaner than a junkyard dog
Now Leroy he a gambler
And he like his fancy clothes
And he like to wave his diamond rings
Under everybody's nose
He got a custom Continental
He got an Eldorado too
He got a .32 gun in his pocket full of fun
He got a razor in his shoe
And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well Friday 'bout a week ago
Leroy shootin' dice
And at the edge of the bar sat a girl named Doris
And oh that girl looked nice
Well he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
And Leroy Brown had learned a lesson
'Bout a-messin' with the wife of a jealous man
And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than a-old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well the two men took to fighting
And when they pulled them from the floor
Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damn town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Yeah he was badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole [Martha Wainwright]
2005
G6/9 320200
Gsus2 30023x
G/d xx0787
A/d xx09A9
D
G/d
D
G/d
Poetry is no place for a heart that's a whore
D
G/d
And I'm young and I'm strong But I feel old and tired, overfired
D
G/d
A/d
And I've been poked and stoked, it's all smoke, there's no more fire, only desire
Em7
For you, whoever you are
D
For you, whoever you are
D
G/d
You say my time here has been some sort of joke
D
G/d
That I've been messing around, some sort of incubating period
D
Gsus2
For when I really come around I'm cracking up
Em7
And you have no idea
Gsus2
D
No idea how it feels to be on your own
Gsus2
D
In your own home with the fucking phone
Gsus2
D
And the mother of gloom in your bedroom
Gsus2
Standing over your head
Em7
D
With her hand in your head, with her hand in your head
Gsus2
D
I will not pretend I will not put on a smile
Gsus2
A
I will not say I'm all right for you when all I wanted was to be good
Gsus2
D
To do everything in truth, to do everything in truth
D
G/d
Oh I wish, I wish, I wish I was born a man
D
Gsus2
So I could learn how to stand up for myself
D
Gsus2
Like those guys with guitars I've been watching in bars
D
Gsus2
Who've been stamping their feet to a different beat
Em7
D
To a different beat, to a different beat
Gsus2
D
I will not pretend I will not put on a smile
Gsus2
A
I will not say I'm all right for you when all I wanted was to be good
Gsus2
D
To do everything in truth, to do everything in truth
So I don't feel so alone
This house is an empty wreck
It's a perfect match for its perfect guests
In between getting pizzas delivered
And going to the store for beer
Well, I sit here any day and night
Wondering why I'm here
F
Am
It's like my body and soul
Bb
C#
Can't take it anymore
D
/c
Please, somebody help me
/b
/bb
/b
I never wanted help before
I didn't cry the day my mama died
I don't think I even flinched
But I broke down this morning
When I saw these two kids kiss
Something's running around inside me
That I really don't understand
Now I know something's gotta change
I just don't know if I can
It's like my body and soul...
It's like my body and soul...
I've wanted to kill myself
But I always been too scared
My life is like sideways rains
Swirl around in the air
I've been searchin' most of my life
For anything to believe in
Like God or love or something
Any kind of simple solution
It's like my body and soul...
It's like my body and soul...
Please, somebody help me
Oh, somebody help me
Please, somebody help me
Bohemian Rhapsody [Queen]
1975
Intro (slowly)
Gm7
C7
Gm7
C7
Gm7
C7
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
F7
Cm7
F7
Bb
Cm7
Bb
F7
Bb
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Gm7
Bb7
Eb
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
Cm7
F7
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy, because I'm
B
Bb
A
Bb
B
Bb
A
Bb
Easy come, easy go, little high, little low
Eb
Bb/d
C#dim7
F7/c
Bb
Anyway the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me
Verse 1
Bb
Gm
Cm
Mama, just killed a man, put a gun against his head
Cm7
F7
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Bb
Gm
Cm
Mama, life had just begun, but now I've gone and
B+
Eb/bb
Am7b5
Abmaj7
G+
Thrown it all away
Chorus
Eb
Bb/d
Cm
Fm
E+
Ab/eb
Dm7b5
Mama, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, didn't mean to make you cry
Bb7
Eb
Bb/d
Cm
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on
Abm
Eb
Ab
Eb
Ebdim
Fm7
Bb
As if nothing really matters
Verse 2
Bb
Gm
Cm
Too late, my time has come, sends shivers down my spine
Cm7
F7
Body's aching all the time
Bb
Gm
Cm
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, gotta leave you all
B+
Eb/bb
Am7b5
Abmaj7
G+
Behind and face the truth
Chorus
Eb
Bb/d
Cm
Fm
E+
Ab/eb
Dm7b5
Mama, ooh I don't want to die
Bb7
Eb
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all
Solo
Eb
Bb/d
Cm
Fm
E+
Ab/eb
Dm7b5
Bb7
Eb
Bb/d
Cm
Fm
E+
Ab/eb
Dm7b5
Db
/c
/b
/bb
Opera
A
D
A
Adim
A
D
A
Adim
I see a little silhouetto of a man
A
D
A
D
A
Adim
A
D
A
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango?
Db/ab
Ab7
C/g
E7
A
Thunderbolt and lightning very, very frightening me
Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Figaro
Magnifico oh-oh-oh-oh...
B
Bb
A
Bb
B
Bb
A
Bb
I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me
Ab/eb
Eb
Ebdim
Eb
Ab/eb
Eb
Ebdim
Eb
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Ab
Eb/g
F7
Bb
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Ab
Eb/g
F#dim
Fm7
B
Bb
A
Bb
B
Bb
A
Bb
Eb
Bb
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? Bismillah!
Eb
Bb
Eb/bb
Bb7
Eb/bb
Bb
Eb
No, we will not let you go! Let him go! Bismillah!
Eb
We will not let you go! Let him go! Bismillah!
We will not let you go! Let me go!
Will not let you go! Let me go!
Will not let you go! Let me go!
F#7
Oh-oh-oh-oh...
Bm
A7
D
Db7
Gb7
Bb7
Eb
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Eb
Ab/eb
Eb
Ddim
Cm7
Bb7
Oh mama mia, mama mia, Mama mia, let me go
Eb
Ab
D7
Gm
Bb7
Bb7
Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me
Interlude (4/4)
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F
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Bb
Eb
Bb
Db
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
Bb
Eb7
Ab
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Fm
Bb
Fm
Bb
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Fm
Bb
Fm
Bb
Eb
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here
Interlude (4/4)
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F
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Gb
Ab
A
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B7
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Ab7
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Bb7
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Outro (slowly)
Eb
Bb/d
Cm
Bdim7
Cm
Bdim7
Cm
Bb7
Eb
D
Gm
Ab
Eb
Ooh............. Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Cm
Gm
Cm
Gm
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Cm
Abm
Ab/bb
Eb
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me
Eb
Ab
Eb
Ebdim7
Bb/d
Bbm/db
C7
C7b9
C7
F
Bb
F
Abdim
Gm7
F
Anyway the wind blows
Brooklyn [Jesse Malin]
2003
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G
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C
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G
|
C
||
G
C
The last car on the line
G
C
I guess you're back doing time
G
C
The ghost of Christmas past
G
C
Left Walt Whitman in the trash
C
G
Bm
C
You started out with nothing but lonely days
C
G
Bm
C
You used to like the sad songs of doom and gloom
C
G
Bm
C
You started with nothing but throwaways
C
G
Bm
C
(
G
)
You couldn't live with me so you moved to Brooklyn
|
G
Bm
|
C
D
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G
Bm
|
C
D
||
Artificial desserts
Some have cars some have kids
Hit the pathmark after work
Some never been past the bridge
You started out with nothing but lonely days
You used to like the sad songs of doom and gloom
You started with nothing but throwaways
You couldn't live with me so you moved to Brooklyn
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G
Bm
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C
D
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G
Bm
|
C
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Em
G
Em
G
Whoa - oh Whoa - oh
Em
G
D
I sometimes lie awake until sunrise
Em
G
C
Wondering how we become what we despise
|
G
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C
|
G
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C
||
No more couches to surf
Only beaches in your dreams
No more trannies near work
It's still a drag walking in Queens
It's all blood money in the bank
Somehow some people find the nerve
Like the soldiers they thank down in DC
If I could only find the words
You started out with nothing but lonely days
You used to like the sad songs of doom and gloom
You started with nothing but throwaways
You couldn't live with me so you moved to Brooklyn
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Bm
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D
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By The Time My Head Gets To Phoenix [Peter Bruntnell]
Or will they take another one instead?
Are we reaching Xanadu
Or is this more like hell?
I'm afraid what time will surely tell
C
G
By the time my head gets to Phoenix
C
Em
Am
You'll be on your way to school
C
G
By the time my earlobe freezes
C
Em
Am
You'll be acting like the fool
C
G
And if our world explodes
C
Em
Am
We'd never know the truth
F
G
C
Floating round this empty silver tube
C
Em
F
G
x4
Stories I have told you soon become your own
Tell them to your children when they're grown
Maybe in a year or two, when they bring me back to life
You can introduce me to your wife
By the time my head gets to Phoenix
You'll be on your way to school
By the time my earlobe freezes
You'll be acting like the fool
And if our world explodes
We'd never know the truth
Floating round this empty silver tube
Solo for 16 bars
C
Em
F
G
x4
By the time my head gets to Phoenix
You'll be on your way to school
By the time my earlobe freezes
You'll be acting like the fool
And if our world explodes
We'd never know the truth
Floating round this empty silver tube
Took my son and his tear stained face out of Sunday School
G
Am
G/b
As chapel hymns began to fade away
C
G
Gsus4
G
Left his mother with the other as we drove across our town
F(b5)
E
Esus4
E
Going to the place where the seagulls and the cranes play
Fmaj7
C
Cadd9
C
On a Sunday over Cardiff Bay
Fmaj7
C
Cadd9
C
This is one day of our lives
Fmaj7
C
/b
Am
On this Sunday over Cardiff Bay
G
F(b5)
E7
Don't you know that I love you
Am
F9/a
G
All of my life
And the old man in the side street he made you smile
He waved at us both so we both waved back
Down on through Bute Street to the mud of the low tide
They tear the old things down my son, but some things stay the same
On a Sunday over Cardiff Bay
This is one day of our lives
On this Sunday over Cardiff Bay
Don't you know that I love you
All of my life
Saw Captain Scott on the Terra Nova
Setting sail for open seas
So maybe one day when you're older
You're gonna come down this way and think of me
On a Sunday over Cardiff Bay
This is one day of our lives
On this Sunday over Cardiff Bay
Don't you know that I love you
Am
F9/a
G7sus4
G7
Carolay [Crazy Horse]
1971
|
G
. .
/d
|
x4
G
D
C
G
C
/b
/a
/g
/f#
/a
G
D
C
G
C
Sleep came, tossed and turning
G
D
C
G
C
And I woke up, phone in hand
G
D
C
D
G
Carolay, her lovin' should've been burnin' for another man
Well, I'm going to call up China
And see if she is there
Well, if she's not down in China
Carolay, must be layin' up in East Monroe somewhere
G
Fare thee, honey
Am
There is not enough of time
C
D
G
For a right, shy woman to belong
Fare thee, honey
There's no slow and easy rhyme
For a right, shy woman gone wrong
There's a letter came last Tuesday
Arrived here nation side
It's lying in the hallway
But you ain't coming back
Carolay, hey, I'll see you in the Cypress Grove someday
Carolay, hey, I'll see you in the Cypress Grove someday
Carolay, hey, I'll see you in the Cypress Grove someday
Carolay, hey, I'll see you in the Cypress Grove someday
Thunder rolled and the rain came down St. Mary Street
Bm
Bsus2/a
G
Bsus2/a
But on this day thousands stood their ground
Bm
Bsus2/a
G
Bsus2/a
A silent crowd who's heads are bowed in helplessness
Bm
F#
Bm
Bid farewell
And the wife of a Richard Penderyn
Supported there, too weak to stand
Disbelieving anger and sorrow
For her innocent man, an innocent man
A
She says
D/f#
G
Asus4
A
Lift me up oh lift me boys
D/f#
G
Asus4
A
Let me see the one I love
D/f#
G
Asus4
A
Lift me up oh lift me now
Bm
F#
Bm
Let me see the man I love one more time
Broken by starvation and poverty
While the iron masters sip their wine
Young and old together marched for justice
But the bayonet and the bullet's what they find
"Bread or blood" cried a collier
"We've come to far lads to run"
But in our Myther town in 1831
They were cut down by the government guns
And in the midst of senseless slaughter
One soldier wounded in the thigh
Who later swore on oath at the trial
That Dic Penderyn was not the guy
Though he had stood for everything they wanted
And rose up with his people on that day
It could not have been he that harmed the soldier
But some there with a grudge put him away
Said they'd stitch him up one day
Despite petitions and cries for mercy
All that the facts had to say
Neither king nor his parliament would listen
Even the judge was turned away
Hey Lord Melbourne how did you sleep then
With all that evidence in your face
Well you shot down 24 so why not hang someone?
Got to keep those workers in their place
He slowly climbs the steps to the gallows pole
The last few moments of a life
His eyes survey the crowd of gallant Welsh
Looking for his wife, he can't see his wife
She says, lift me up oh lift me boys
Let me see the one I love
Lift me up oh lift me boys
Let me see the man I love one more time
But louder and longer than the sound of guns
Is the memory of what was done
You can only trample people down for so long
Time will show you have not won
And long before all this on a hill in Palestine
They strung another up they say was a friend of yours and mine
Dying in the place of another one
But in the morning comes the sun
Lift me up oh lift me now
Let me see the one I love
Lift me up oh lift me now
Let me see the one I love one more time
The Elements Song [Tom Lehrer]
C
C
C
C
There's antimony, arsenic, aluminum, selenium
G7
G7
G7
G7
And hydrogen and oxygen and nitrogen and rhenium
C
C
C
C
And nickel, neodynium, neptunium, germanium
G
G
D7
G
And iron, americium, ruthenium, uranium
G7
G7
G7
Cm
Europium, zirconium, lutetium, vanadium
Bb7
Bb7
Bb7
Eb
And lanthanum and osmium and astatine and radium
G7
G7
G7
Cm
And gold and protactinium and indium and gallium
Ab7
Ab7
Ab7
G7
And iodine and thorium and thulium and thallium
C
C
C
C
There's yttrium, ytterbium, actinium, rubidium
G7
G7
G7
G7
And boron, gadolinium, niobium, iridium
C
G7
C
G7
And strontium and silicon and silver and samarium
C
C
F
C
G7
C
And bismuth, bromine, lithium, beryllium and barium
There's holmium and helium and hafnium and erbium
And phosphorus and francium and fluorine and terbium
And manganese and mercury, molybdenum, magnesium
Dysprosium and scandium and cerium and cesium
And lead, praseodymium, and platinum, plutonium
Palladium, promethium, potassium, polonium
And tantalum, technetium, titanium, tellurium
And cadmium and calcium and chromium and curium
There's sulfur, californium, and fermium, berkelium
And also mendelevium, einsteinium, nobelium
And argon, krypton, neon, radon, xenon, zinc, and rhodium
And chlorine, carbon, cobalt, copper, tungsten, tin, and sodium
C
G7
These are the only ones of which
C
G7
The news has come to Harvard
C
F
And there may be many others
C
G7
C
But they haven't been discarvered
Free As A River [Alan Fletcher]
Come on my friends, it's time to rise
Rise above and stake our claim
Stop the fighting with the guns and make 'em understand
We all have a right to steer this world to a better fight to be free
We can be free, free as a river
The sun can shine all through our hearts
And all of the children, free as a river
Free as a river
We mustn't give up the fight
Freedom is the truth and our right
And all the flowers and the trees will join us on our march
And every one of us must not give up the peaceful fight to be...
We can be free, free as a river
The sun can shine all through our hearts
And all of the children, free as a river
Free as a river
Here Come The Swells [Peter Bruntnell]
2003
G
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D
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C
D
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C
D
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x2
G
C
G
Here they come on down the street
D
Greeting everyone
C
G
D
Blocking out the sun
C
D
G
Blocking out the sun
Little casual but still neat
With the music on
Doing nothing wrong
Doing nothing wrong
C
D
They don't knock upon your door
C
G
D
They don't ring the bell
C
D
G
Look out ma, here come the swells
Transformation incomplete
Till they've had enough
Till the blood is sucked
From everything they touch
I don't eat now I don't sleep
I don't need anyone
Telling me what's fun
I don't need anyone
They don't knock upon your door
They don't ring the bell
But look out ma, here come the swells
What's that line they sell
That helps us to wake up
On the east wing with a Sunday hymn
On the Sunnyside sanatorium
They don't knock upon your door
They don't ring the bell
But look out ma, here come the swells
And he can see no reasons, 'cause there are no reasons
C
D
D7
What reasons do you need to be shown?
G
/f#
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
C/e
D
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
G
/f#
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
C
D
I wanna shoot, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
G
Bm
C
D
D
C
C
The whole day down
The Telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world
And mother feels so shocked, father's world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet sixteen ain't that peachy keen
G
C
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons 'cause there are no reasons
What reasons do you need?
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoot, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
Bsus4
Bm
Bsus4
Bm
G
Gsus4
G
The whole day down, down, down, shoot it all down...
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Bsus4
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Bm
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Bsus4
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Bm
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C
C
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D
D
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And all the playing has stopped in the playground, now
She wants to play with her toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles, and the captain tackles
G
C/g
G
C
With the problems and the how's and why's
And he can see no reasons, 'cause there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die? Ooh
The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody's gonna go to school today
She's gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn't understand it
G
/f#
C
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons, 'cause there are no reasons
What reasons do you need to be shown?
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
G
/f#
C/e
D
Tell me why I don't like, I don't like, I don't like Mondays
G
Bm
C
D
Tell me why, I don't like, I don't like I don't like Mondays
G
Bm
Tell me why I don't like Mondays
C
D
I want to shoot, oo-oo-oo-oo-oo
G
The whole day down...
Bm
C
D
G
(Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oooooh)
I Don't Want To Go Home [Southside Johnny]
1976
F
C
Dm
Bb
C
x3
Bb
C
F
C
F
Dm
Oh I know that it's getting late
Bb
C
F
C
But I don't want to go home
F
Dm
I'm in no hurry baby, time can wait
Bb
C
F
C
'Cause I don't want to go home
F
Dm
Listen to the man, sing his song
Bb
C
F
C
I don't want to go home
F
Dm
I don't mind if it takes all night long
Bb
C
F
C
'Cause I don't wanna go home!
F
Dm
I know we had to try
F
Dm
Bb
To reach up and touch the sky
F
Bb
Whatever happened to you and I?
Bb
C
F
And I don't wanna go home
Look at how all them people stare
I don't want to go home
In their minds, I know they've all been there
And I don't want to go home
You know the words to this song are real
I don't want to go home
I know I'm talking 'bout the way I feel
And I don't want to go home!
I know we had to try
To reach up and touch the sky
Whatever happened to you and I?
And I don't wanna go home
Bb
C
F
I want to hear people laughing and having a good time
Bb
Am
C
I want to know why she told me she had to go
Bb
F
C
C
Bb
Gm
Why did she leave me so lonely?
I know that it's time to go
But I don't want to go home
You can play your blues, play 'em soft and low
'Cause I don't want to go home!
I know we had to try
To reach up and touch the sky
Whatever happened to you and I?
That I don't want to go home
F
Bb
C
Oh baby I don't want to go
F
Bb
C
F
Believe me darling, I don't want to go home
C
Dm
Bb
C
F
Dm
Don't wanna be all alone
Bb
C
F
I don't want to go home
C
Dm
Bb
C
F
Baby ain't nobody waiting at home
Baby won't you please come home
Baby, baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
Baby won't you please come home?
And the stars in the sky don't mean nothing to you
G
They're a mirror
C
D
G
D/f#
Em
I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart
C
D
If I stay here just a little bit longer
C
D
If I stay here won't you listen
Am
D
G
To my heart, oh my heart
G
Am
If I stand all alone
D
G
Will the shadows hide the colours of my heart?
Blue for the tears, black for the night's fears
Am
D
The stars in the sky don't mean nothing to you
G
They're a mirror
I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart
If I stay here just a little bit longer
If I stay here won't you listen
To my heart, oh my heart
I don't wanna talk about it, how you broke my heart
If I stay here just a little bit longer
If I stay here won't you listen
To my heart, oh my heart
You remind me of some art-house black and white I saw
G
C
F
G
They'd coloured in with chalk
C
And are you wise wise beyond your years
F
G
C
F
G
Or are you all talk?
F
C
G
C
Now don't you think something's gotta happen soon?
F
C
G
C
It's been so long now since they changed that tune
F
G
C
F
G
C
F
G
Oh Juliet, keep that in mind
C
F
There's something so beautifully chic
G
C
F
G
About burning out so young
C
F
You accessorise with bruises on your cheek
G
C
F
G
And cool tricks of the tongue
F
And you're spending Saturday alone
Am
C
F
G
Drowning heartache out with cheap red wine
F
I know you wanna make the news
Am
G
C
F
G
But lately all you do is memorize the headlines
F
G
Sometimes you'll count the days
F
G
Sometimes you'll slip away
F
G
But there are watches to unwind
F/a
/g
And ladders still to climb
Now don't you think something's gotta happen soon
It's been so long now since they changed that tune
Oh Juliet, keep that in mind
And there's still time to steal
There's still a few hearts to heal
Now don't you think something's gotta happen soon
It's been so long now since they changed that tune
Oh Juliet, keep that in mind
Keep Your Silver Shined [Devon Sproule]
2007
C
We got the last of the apples
G
Rosy just from the weather
F
C
E
An orchard map spread out green and red
C
A ten-cent yellow hat
G
Rotten fruit kicked off the path
F
C
Our hands in our pockets
E
And our pockets in our pants
C
G
Racing out ahead to be the reddest heart beat beating
F
C
E
Out on the scene, busting blood through a young body
C
A puddle with a jacket cap
G
A picnic in a mountain pass
F
C
E
A taste of summer coming back
A
F#m
A summer swam by a foggy dam
D
E
A Poughkeepsie scam around a mountain bend
A
F#m
The season changed, the best of us changed
D
E
F
G
A
The rest of us stuck behind to keep the silver shined
"Let them eat cake", she says, just like Mary Antoinette
C
Em
C7
F
A built in remedy for Khrushchev and Kennedy
Fm
C/g
F/g
G7
And any time, an invitation, you can't decline
E7
Am
G
C
Caviar and cigarettes, well-versed in etiquette
B7
Em
Extraordinarily nice
D7
G
Bm
Em
Bm
She's a Killer Queen, gunpowder, gelatine
Em
F#7
Bm
Dynamite with a laser beam
E7
D/f#
E7/g#
A
G
Guaranteed to blow your mind, any time, ooh...
F#
Bm
E7
A
Recommended at the price, insatiable in appetite
A
G
D
G/d
C/d
G/d
C/d
D
G
C/g
Wanna try...?
Am
G7/b
To avoid complications, she never kept the same address
Am
G7/b
C
In conversation, she spoke just like a baroness
C
Em
C7
F
Met a man from China, went down to Asia Minor
Fm
C/g
F/g
G7
Then again, incidentally, if you're that way inclined
E7
Am
G
C
Perfume came naturally from Paris, for cars, she couldn't care less
B7
Em
Fastidious and precise
D7
G
Bm
Em
Bm
She's a Killer Queen, gunpowder, gelatine
Em
F#7
Bm
Dynamite with a laser beam
E7
D/f#
E7/g#
A
G
Guaranteed to blow your mind, any time
F#
Bm
F#
Bm
E
Am
E
Am
C/d
Am
G7/b
Am
G7/b
C
C
Em
C7
F
Fm
C/g
F/g
G7
C/g
F/g
G7
E7
Am
E7
Am
Drop of a hat, she's as willing as, playful as a pussycat
G
C
G
C
Then momentarily out of action, temporarily out of gas
B7
Em
D
G
D
Gm
D
To absolutely drive you wild, wild... she's out to get you!
D7
G
Bm
Em
Bm
She's a Killer Queen, gunpowder, gelatine
Em
F#7
Bm
Dynamite with a laser beam
E7
D/f#
E7/g#
A
G
Guaranteed to blow your mind, any time, ooh...
F#
Bm
E7
A
Recommended at the price, insatiable in appetite
A
G
D
G/d
C/d
D
G
C/g
C/d
D
G
C/g
D
G
C7
What a drag...!
Mad Dogs And Englishmen [Noel Coward]
1932
C#7 x4342x
G9 355433
A
G
F
E
A
In tropical climes there are certain times of day
E7
A
E7
A
Bm7
E7
When all the citizens retire, to tear their clothes off and perspire
A
G
F
E
F#m
It's one of those rules that the biggest fools obey
C#
Ab
C#
Bm7
E7
A
Because the sun is far too sultry and one must avoid its ultra violet ray
A
G
F
E
F#m
The natives grieve when the white men leave their huts
E7
A
E7
A
E
A
Because they're obviously, definitely nuts
A
D
A
Bm7
E7
A
Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
E
A
B7
E
The Japanese don't care to, the Chinese wouldn't dare to
A
D
A
Bm7
E7
A
Hindus and Argentines sleep firmly from twelve to one
E
B7
E
E7
But Englishmen detest a siesta
A
Amaj7
A7
D
In the Philippines there are lovely screens, to protect you from the glare
B
Bmaj7
B7
E
In the Malay states there are hats like plates, which the Britishers won't wear
D
E
A
F#m
C#7
F#m
At twelve noon the natives swoon, and no further work is done
Bm
A
G9
A
But Mad Dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
A
G
F
E
A
It's such a surprise for the Eastern eyes to see
E7
A
E7
A
Bm
E7
That though the English are effete they're quite impervious to heat
A
G
F
E
F#m
When a white man rides, every native hides in glee
C#
Ab
C#
Bm7
E7
A
Because the simple creatures hope he will impale his sola topee on a tree
A
G
F
E
F#m
It seems such a shame that when the English claim the earth
E7
A
E7
A
E
A
That they give rise to such hilarity and mirth
A
D
A
Bm7
E7
A
Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
E
A
B7
E
The smallest Malay rabbit deplores this foolish habit
A
D
A
Bm7
E7
A
In Hong Kong, they strike a gong, and fire off a noonday gun
E
B7
E
E7
To reprimand each inmate, who's in late
A
Amaj7
A7
D
In the jungle town where the sun beats down, to the rage of man and beast
B
Bmaj7
B7
E
The English garb of the English sahib merely gets a bit more creased
D
E
A
F#m
C#7
F#m
In Bangkok, at twelve o'clock, they foam at the mouth and run
Bm
A
G9
A
But Mad Dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
A
G
F
E
A
The Indian Raj is a region large and hot
E7
A
E7
A
Bm
E7
Where tigers roam around in bands - the white man never understands
A
G
F
E
F#m
When the noonday sun makes the natives run, it's not
C#
Ab
C#
Bm7
E7
A
A good idea to ignore them or to simply quite deplore their Tommy Rot
A
G
F
E
F#m
When sepoys and their wives flee from the sun
E7
A
E7
A
E
A
The crazy white man thinks it's simply ripping fun that . . .
A
D
A
Bm7
E7
A
Mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday sun
E
A
B7
E
The toughest Burmese bandit can never understand it
A
D
A
Bm7
E7
A
In Rangoon the heat of noon is just what the natives shun
E
B7
E
E7
They put their scotch or rye down, and lie down
A
Amaj7
A7
D
In the mangrove swamps where the python romps there is peace from twelve till two
B
Bmaj7
B7
E
Even caribous lie around and snooze, for there's nothing else to do
D
E
A
F#m
C#7
F#m
In Bengal, to move at all, is seldom if ever done
Bm
A
G9
But Mad Dogs and Englishmen go out in the midday
A
Out in the midday, out in the midday sun
Make Me Smile (Come Up And See Me) [Steve Harley]
F
C
G
You've done it all, you've broken every code
F
C
G
And pulled the rebel to the floor
F
C
G
You've spoilt the game, no matter what you say
F
C
G
For only metal, what a bore
F
C
Blue eyes, blue eyes
F
C
G
How can you tell so many lies?
Dm
F
C
G
Come up and see me, make me smile
Dm
F
C
G
I'll do what you want, running wild
There's nothing left, all gone and run away
Maybe you'll tarry for a while?
It's just a test, a game for us to play
Win or lose, it's hard to smile
Resist, resist
It's from yourself you have to hide
Come up and see me, to make me smile
I'll do what you want, running wild
There ain't no more, you've taken everything
From my belief in Mother Earth
Can you ignore my faith in everything?
'Cause I know what faith is and what it's worth
Away, away
And don't say maybe you'll try
To come up and see me to make me smile
I'll do what you want, just running wild
F
C
Ooh-ooh la-la-la
F
C
G
Ooh-ooh la-la-la ooh...
Come up and see me, make me smile
I'll do what you want, running wild
Well I know that you're lonely, come in from the cold
Em
D
Your shoes they need mending, your clothes they look old
G
F#m
Em
Won't you pick up your pieces? It's never too late
Em
F#m
Though it's never early to make a mistake
Em7
As soon as you wake
D
/g#
Although there's been rain
/g
/d
And it's coming again
D
/c
/b
Am
/g
F
Change has to be here, obviously
D
/g#
Though my friend the sun
/g
/d
Looks well on the run
D
/c
/b
He's there in the distance
G(vii)
D
If you care to see
I know that you're waiting, come out from your shell
There'll come a time when you'll remember it well
Take all the good times from chances you've had
Chances you've made and what you've learnt from the bad
It's never so sad
Although there's been rain
And it's coming again
Change has to be here, obviously
Though my friend the sun
Looks well on the run
He's there in the distance
If you care to see
If season were reason, then there'd be no doubt
A sequel of changes worth putting you out
But on the question of whether you heard a lie
Answer yourself, looking straight in his eyes
Don't you realize?
Although there's been rain
And it's coming again
Change has to be here, obviously
Though my friend the sun
Looks well on the run
He's there in the distance
If you care to see
No Woman, No Cry [Bob Marley]
C
G/b
Am
F
C
F
C
G
C
G/b
Am
F
No woman, no cry
C
F
C
G
No woman, no cry
C
G/b
Am
F
No woman, no cry
C
F
C
G
No woman, no cry
C
G/b
Am
F
'Cause I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
Observing the hypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we had, oh good friend we lost
Along the way
In this bright future you can't forget your past
So dry your tears I say
No woman, no cry
No woman, no cry
Little darlin', don't shed no tears
No woman, no cry
Said, said, said, I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make a fire light
As it was log wood burnin' through the nights
Then we would cook corn meal porridge
Of which I'll share with you, yeah
My feet is my only carriage
And so I've got to push on through, but while I'm gone
C
G/b
Am
F
Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright
So, no woman, no cry
No woman, no cry
Little darlin', don't shed no tears
No woman, no cry
Off-Street Parking [Bob Forrest]
1999
Well, look at you
You're walking on down the street
And you are finally free
But you're crying
And look at me
Well, I got what I wanted
I am free now
Not drowning
But something feels wrong
Something's just terribly wrong
I feel horrible
I got what I wanted though
Well, I can go golfing now
Whenever I want
I can talk to girls
And probably won't
And you can stay with your friends
Tell them what an asshole I am
They already believe that
And now I deserve it
'Cause something feels wrong
Something's just terribly wrong
I feel horrible
I got what I wanted though
And a house is not a home
Even with a view and hardwood floors
And all that talking
And that not talking
Well, a house is not a home
When two aren't two
They're one and one
One and one is nothing
One and one is nothing
You called to say
You wanna come and get your stuff now
You just wanna make sure
That I am not here
Well, I can't believe
I can't believe you're being so strong now
'Cause it feels like if I
Start crying I'll die
Something's just wrong
Something's just terribly wrong
I feel horrible
I got what I wanted though
And a house is not a home
Even with a view and hardwood floors
And all that talking
And that not talking
Well, a house is not a home
When two aren't two
They're one and one
One and one is nothing
One and one is nothing
Years from now maybe outside a movie
You'll be with somebody new
I'll be with somebody too
And we'll just say hello
Counting stars in the night
Blessed union of spirit
Silver threads intertwine
Fabric so gently woven
Fashioned veil of sunshine
G
Am
If you ask: will true love abide?
Am
G
F
I'll reply: some live, some die
G
Am
E
Only lovers decide
F
G
C
F
The Earth turns in many ways
Am
Dm
G
F
So some may sleep while some may wake
Treasured moments of sweetness
Far more precious than gold
Loving arms, warm embraces
Shielding you from the cold
If you ask: will true love abide?
I'll reply: some live, some die
Only lovers decide
Oxygen [Willy Mason]
2004
A
/b
C#m
I wanna be better than oxygen so you can breathe when you're drowning and weak in the knees
/d#
E(vii)
I wanna speak louder than Ritalin for all the children who think they've got a disease
A
I wanna be cooler than TV for all the kids that are wondering what they're going to be
/b
C#m
We can be stronger than bombs if you're singing along and you know that you really believe
A
And we can be richer than industry as long as we know that there's things that we don't really need
B7(vii)
We can speak louder than ignorance 'cause we speak in silence every time our eyes meet
E
C#m
On and on and on it goes
A
Am
The world it just keeps spinning
E
C#m
Until I'm dizzy, time to breathe
F#m
A
Am
E
/e
/f#
/g#
A
...
So close my eyes and start again anew
I wanna see through all the lies of society to the reality, happiness is at stake
I wanna hold up my head with dignity proud of a life where to give means more than to take
I wanna live beyond the modern mentality where paper is all that you really talk to create
Do you remember the forgotten America: justice, equality, freedom to every race?
Just need to get past all the lies and hypocrisy, make-up and hair, to the truth behind every face
Then look around to all the people you see, how many of them are happy and free?
I know it sounds like a dream, but it's the only thing that can get me to sleep at night
I know it's hard to believe, but it's easy to see that something here isn't right
I know the future looks dark, but it's there where the kids of today must carry the light
On and on and on it goes
The world it just keeps spinning
Until I'm dizzy, time to breathe
So close my eyes and start again anew
From the bottomless pit
But my hand was made strong
By the hand of the Almighty
We forward in this generation
C
Am7
D
Triumphantly
G
C
D
G
Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom?
C
D
Em
'Cause all I ever had
C
D
G
Redemption songs
C
D
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Redemption songs
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them can stop the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Ooh, some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fulfill the book
Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever had
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Redemption songs
Em
C
D
x4
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery
None but ourselves can free our minds
Whoa, Have no fear for atomic energy
'Cause none of them-ah can-ah stop-ah the time
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it
We've got to fulfill the book
Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever had
Redemption songs
All I ever had
Redemption songs
D
G
C
D
G
These songs of freedom, songs of freedom
C
C/b
Am
Am6
Rat Trap [Boomtown Rats]
1978
G
Em
There was a lot of rocking going on that night
Cruising time for the young, bright lights
Just down past the gasworks, by the meat factory door
C
The five lamp boys were coming on strong
G
Em
The Saturday night city beat had already started
And the punks, the corner boys just sprang into action
And young Billy watched under the yellow street light
C
D
Em
And said tonight of all nights there's gonna be a fight
G
Em
Billy don't like it living here in this town (He Says)
Traps have been sprung long before he was born (He Says)
Hope bites the dust behind all the closed doors
And pus and grime ooze from its scab-crusted sores
C
There's screaming and crying in the high-rise blocks
G
D
It's a rat trap, Billy, but you're already caught
Em
And you can make it if you want to or you need it bad enough
C
You're young and good looking and you're acting kind of tough
G
D
Anyway it's Saturday night, time to see what's going down
Em
Put on the right suit, Billy, head for the right side of town
C
It's only eight o'clock, but you're already bored
G
D
You don't know what it is, but there's got to be more
Em
You'd better find a way out, hey, kick down that door
C
D
Em
It's a rat trap and you've been caught
Am
Em
In this town Billy says everybody's trying to tell you what to do
In this town Billy says everybody says you gotta follow rules
Am
You walk up to the traffic lights
You switch from your left to your right
You push in that button, and that button throws a light and it says
Well little Judy's tryin' to watch Top Of The Pops
But Mum an' Dad are fighting, don't they ever stop?
She takes up her coat and walks down to the street
It's cold on that road but it's got that home beat
C
Deep down in her pocket she finds 50p
G
D
Hey is that any way for a young girl to be?
Em
I gonna get out of school work in some factory
C
Oh with all the hours God gave me
G
D
Em
Get myself a little easy money na na na na na na na na na na na
Em
Am
Her mind's made up she walks down the road
F#m
B
Her hands in her pockets coat buttoned against the cold
Em
Am
She finally finds Billy down the Italian cafe
C
When he's drunk it's hard to understand what Billy Says
G
D
But then he mumbles in his coffee and he suddenly roars
Em
G
Em
It's a rat trap Judy, and we've been caught!
G
Em
Roll Away The Stone [Mott the Hoople]
1973
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C
G
E7
Baby if you'd just say you care
Am
G
F
I'd follow you most anywhere
C
Roll away the stone
G
F
Roll away the stone
And in the darkest night
I'd keep you safe and alright
Roll away the stone
Roll away the stone
C
G
F
G
Won't you roll away the stone? (Sha la la la, push, push)
C
G
F
G
Why be cold and so alone? (Sha la la la, push, push)
C
G
F
Won't you roll away the stone?
G
Am
Don't you let it lie
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No matter if fools say we can't win
I know I'll fall in love again
Roll away the stone
Roll away the stone
So sing, we still got a chance
Baby at love and sweet romance
Roll away the stone
Roll away the stone
Won't you roll away the stone?
Why be cold and so alone?
Won't you roll away the stone?
Don't you let it lie
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Am/g
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F/a
F/a
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There's a rockabilly party on Saturday night
Ab
Are you gonna be there? I got my invite!
Eb7
Gonna bring your records? Oh will do!
Gsus4
G
Gsus4
G
Ha ha ha! Made it!
Won't you roll away the stone?
Why be cold and so alone?
Won't you roll away the stone?
C
G
F
G
Don't you let it lie
C
G
F
G
Come on roll! (Won't you roll away the stone)
Come on roll! (Won't you roll away the stone)
Come on roll! (Won't you roll away the stone)
Somewhere Over The Rainbow [Arlen/Harburg]
C#m7b5 x31000
Fm6/e 030111
D7b9 ACABAB
G
C#m7b5
Cm
Bm
G9
C6
Bm7
Eb9
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
C6
Cm
G
Fm6/e
A9
C/d
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G
D9
There's a land that I heard of, once in a lul la by
G
Em
Bm
C
G
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
C
Cm
G
Em
Am7
D7
G
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
G
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Am7
Em
Am7
D7
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
G
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
F#m
Away above the chimney tops
Bm
Am7
D7
That's where you'll find me
G
Em
Bm
C
G
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
C
Cm
G
Em
Am7
D7
G
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
G
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Am7
Em
Am7
D7
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
G
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
F#7
Away above the chimney tops
Bm
Am7
D7
That's where you'll find me
G
Em
Bm
C
G
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly
C
Cm
G
Em
Am7
D7
G
Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can't I?
G
Am7
If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow
D
G
Why, oh why can't I?
C
Em
C
C7
F
Fmaj7
C
Cmaj7
Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
F
Fm
C
Cmaj7
Csus4
Dm
G7
C
Fmaj7
G6
There's a land that i heard of once in a lullaby
C
Em
C
C7
F
Fmaj7
C
Cmaj7
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue
F
Fm
C
Cmaj7
Csus4
Dm
G7
C
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
C
Csus4
C6
Some day I'll wish upon a star and wake where the clouds are far behind me
C
B7
Where troubles melt like lemon drops away upon the chimney tops
G
Bm7
Dm*
G7
That's where you'll find me
C
Em
C
C7
F
Fmaj7
C
Cmaj7
Somewhere over the rainbow blue birds fly
F
Fm
C
Cmaj7
Csus4
Dm
G7
C
Birds fly over the rainbow why then oh why can't I?
C
Csus4
Dm
Fmaj7
Fmaj7b5
C
If happy little blue birds fly beyond the rainbow why oh why can't I?
And the dreams that you dream of once in a lullaby...
C
Em
F
C
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
F
C
G
Am
F
And the dreams that you dream of, dreams really do come true...
C
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Em
Am
F
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
C
Where troubles melts like lemon drops
Em
High above the chimney tops
Am
F
That's where you'll find me, oh
C
Em
F
C
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly
F
C
G
Am
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And the dreams that you dare to, oh, why, oh why can't I...?
C
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Em
Am
F
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
C
Where troubles melts like lemon drops
Em
High above the chimney tops
Am
F
That's where you'll find me, oh
C
Em
F
C
Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
F
C
G
Am
F
And the dreams that you dare to, why, oh why can't I...?
C
Em
F
C
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...
F
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Am
F
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...
The Star-Spangled Banner
G7
C
Am
C
G
Oh say, can you see, by the dawn's early light
G7
C
G
C
What so proudly we hailed, at the twilight's last gleaming?
G7
C
Em7
Am
C
G
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight
C
G
C
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
C
G
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air
C
G
C
Am
D7
G
Gave proof through the night, that our flag was still there
C
F
Dm
C
G
Oh say does that star spangled banner yet wave
C
Am7
C
G
C
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave
Telling Stories [Turner Cody]
2021
C
G
F
I'm telling myself stories about the future
What will disappear and what will last
Everything around me's getting newer
And I'm telling myself stories about the past
I recall a time when me and you were
Making bets on eternity
I'm telling myself stories that are bluer
I'm telling myself stories about me
The high stakes drama was a let down
And we don't know what was real and what was fake
The plot turned on some dime novel romance
And now we're telling ourself stories for our sake
Am
Em
Dm
And I'm waiting for another sun to set down
And some new moon to do its job for free
C
G
F
I'm telling myself stories about the city
And I'm telling myself stories about me
The gun was hid inside the maid's gray bonnet
The family's country mansion is for sale
The bankers and the nouveaux riches all want it
The drunken old aristocrat's in jail
And the audience all think they know who did it
And everyone feels sorry just in time
Word is there will be a general pardon
For everyone who toes the party line
And I'm telling myself stories that will end soon
And in some of them I'm only in act three
I don't know who's the hero or the villain
I'm telling myself stories about me
But in all of them I give her my last dollar
And then recite a sad soliloquy
In all of them I choose death before dishonor
In all of my stories about me
There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner [Noel Coward]
1952
They're out of sorts in Sunderland
And terribly cross in Kent
They're dull in Hull and the Isle of Mull
Is seething with discontent
They're nervous in Northumberland
And Devon is down the drain
They're filled with wrath on the Firth of Forth
And sullen on Salisbury Plain
In Dublin they're depressed, lads
Maybe because they're Celts
For the Drake is going west, lads
And so is everyone else
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Misery's on the way!
There are bad times just around the corner
There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky
And it's no good whining about the silver lining
For we know from experience that they won't roll by
With a scowl and a frown we'll keep our pecker's down
And prepare for depression and doom and dread
We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag
And wait until we drop down dead
There are bad times just around the corner
The horizon's gloomy as can be
There are blackbirds over the greyish cliffs of Dover
And the rats are preparing to leave the BBC
We're an unhappy breed and very bored indeed
When reminded of something that Nelson said
And while the press and the politicians nag, nag, nag
We'll wait until we drop down dead
From Colwyn Bay to Kettering they're sobbing themselves to sleep
The shrieks and wails in the Yorkshire Dales have even depressed the sheep
In rather vulgar lettering a very disgruntled group
Have posted bills on the Cotswold hills to prove that we're in the soup
While begging Kipling's pardon
There's one thing we know for sure
If England is a garden
We ought to have more manure
Hurray, hurray, hurray!
Suffering and dismay
There are bad times just around the corner
And the outlook's absolutely vile
There are homefires burning from Windermere to Woking
And we're not going to tighten our belts and smile, smile, smile
At the sound of the shot we'd just as soon as not
Take a hot water bottle and go to bed
We're going to un-tense our muscles till they sag, sag, sag
And wait until we drop down dead
There are bad times just around the corner
We can all look forward to despair
It's as clear as crystal from Bridlington to Bristol
That we can't save democracy and we don't much care
If the reds and the pinks believe that England stinks
And that world revolution is bound to spread
We'd better all learn the lyrics of the old Red Flag
And wait until we drop down dead
A likely story, land of hope and glory!
Wait until we drop down dead
Too Much Time [Captain Beefheart]
1972
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A
I got too much time, too much time
A
D/f#
Bm
A
Too much time to be without love
I got too much time, too much time
Too much time to be without love
A
In my life I got a deep devotion
Wide as the sky, deep as the ocean
Every war that's waged makes me cry
Bm
A
Every bird that goes by gets me high
Sometime when it's late and I'm a little hungry
I heat up some old stale beans
Open up a can of sardines
Eat crackers and dream about somebody to cook for me
I got too much time, too much time
I got too much time to be without love
In my life I've got a deep devotion
Wide as the sky and deep as the ocean
Every war that's waged makes me cry
Every bird that goes by gets me high
I got too much time, too much time
I got too much time to be without love
The Torture Never Stops [Zappa/Beefheart]
1975
C
Flies all green and buzzin'
In this dungeon of despair
Prisoners grumble and piss their clothes
Scratch their matted hair
A tiny light from a window-hole
A hundred yards away
That's all they ever get to know
'Bout the regular life in the day
'Bout the regular life in the day
Slime and rot and rats and snot
Vomit on the floor
Fifty ugly soldier men
Holdin' spears by the iron door
Stinks so bad, stones are smokin'
Weepin' green drops
In the den where the giant fire poker works
And the torture never stops
The torture never stops, torture
The torture never stops
The torture never stops
Break
Flies all green and buzzin'
In this dungeon of despair
An evil prince eats a steamin' pig
In a timbers right near there
In the chambers right near there
He eats the snout and trotters first
The loins and the groins are then dispersed
His carvin' style is well rehearsed
He stands and shouts
All men be cursed
All men be cursed
All men be cursed
All men be cursed
And disagree it, well no one durst
He the best of course of all the worst
Best of course of all the worst
Harmonica break
He stinks so bad his stones been chokin'
Weepin' greenish drops
In the room with the iron maiden
And the torture never stops, torture
Torture never stops
Torture never stops, torture
Torture never stops
Flies all green and buzzin'
In this dungeon of despair
Who are all those people
That is shut away down there?
Are they crazy?
Are they sainted?
Are they heroes someone painted?
Someone painted?
Are they -isms
Later ornated
Once they come they have been tainted
Once they come they have been tainted
Never been explained
Since at first it was created
But a dungeon and his kin
Require naught but lockin' in
Of any anything that's been
Could be a her but it's probably a him
Could be a her but it's probably a him
It's what's the deal were dealin' in
It's what's the deal were dealin' in
And he thinks so bad it's hurt
To the pearl and the piles of blast
Any dungeon have a trailer
Were the torture never stops, torture
Torture never stops
Torture never stops, torture
Torture never stops
Torture never stops, talkin' to you
Torture never stops
| ...
My cab driver was born in Nebraska
And that's where he met his wife
Till she passed on there a short time ago
Nebraska had been his life
They used to vacation in Vegas
When he lost her he thought that he would
Reach out to friends they had made there
And so he settled in the neighbourhood
In Vegas, Vegas
He says this is the place where it happens
This is the place to be found
Says everyone's coming from somewhere
Trying to turn luck around
He's eighty years old and he's smiling
A contender in his youth
No fading away at the end of a day
When the Canyon won't give up the truth
There's always Vegas, Vegas
I'm walking for miles after sundown
Still walking as she rises the same
A million angels with stories
Blade Runner without the rain
I want to cry out I'm so happy
But I cry in my dreams I'm so sad
20 cent craps paying low rollers high
I figure my chances aren't bad
Tonight in Vegas, Vegas
I was just ten years old when you got here
White suits and the king of pain
When I heard that sad voice rumbling, trembling
I knew things would never be the same
By the time I got here in my forties
I asked and they told me you'd gone
But I don't buy that for a moment
I can still hear you singing that song
Viva Las Vegas, Vegas
Vegematic [Steve Goodman]
1984
Am
Em
Am
E7
Am
Fell asleep last night with the TV on, oh, what a dream I had
Am
E
E7
I dreamed I answered every single one of those late night mail order ads
Am
Em
Am
And four to six weeks later, much to my surprise
Am
C
Am
E7
Am
The mailman came to my front door, and I couldn't believe my eyes
Am
E7
Am
When he brought the Vegematic, and the Pocket Fisherman too
Am
C
Am
Illuminated illustrated history of life
E
E7
And Boxcar Willie with a Ginzu knife
Am
E7
Am
A bamboo steamer, and a Garden Weasel too
Am
C
Am
E7
Am
And a tie-dyed, day-glow souvenir shirt from Six Flags Over Burbank
The doorbell rang all morning and into the afternoon
I shook with fright as it rang all night to the light of the Mastercard moon
There was Parcel Post in the pantry, and UPS in the hall
COD's to the ceiling, and I just couldn't pay for it all
I got the egg scrambler, with a Seal-a-Meal carrying case
A set of presidential commemorative plates
So I could eat my eggs off the President's face
A Minute Mender, and a needle that'll knit or crochet
And an autographed photograph of Rin-Tin-Tin at Six Flags Over Burbank
I remembered I was dreaming, so I gave a mighty cheer
When I awoke, it was no joke, 'cause all that shit was here
So if you fall asleep with the TV on, let me tell you what to do
Tear the telephone out of the wall unless you want it to happen to you
You'll get the Vegematic, and the Pocket Fisherman too
Illuminated illustrated history of life
And Boxcar Willie with a Ginzu knife
A bamboo steamer, and a smokeless ashtray too
And an all expenses paid weekend for three at Six Flags Over Burbank