ACDC
– Highway to Hell
A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Livin' easy, livin' free, D D/f# G D/f# A A Season ticket on a one way ride A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Askin' nothin, leave me be. D D/f# G D/f# A A Takin' ev'rythin' in my stride. D D/f# G D D/f# G Don't need reason, don't need rhyme D D/f# G D/f# A A Ain't nothing I would rather do A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Going down, party time
D D/f# G D/f# E5 My friends are gonna be there too
A A A D/A G
i'm on a highway to hell Repeat D/f# A A A D/A G on the highway to hell Repeat
A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G No stop signs, speedin' limit
D D/f# G D/f# A A Nobody's gonna slow me down
A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Like a wheel, gonna spin it
D D/f# G D/f# A A Nobody's gonna mess me 'roundA A A D/A G i'm on a highway to hell Repeat D/f# A A A D/A G on the highway to hell Repeat
D D/f# G D D/f# G Hey Satan! Paid my dues.
D D/f# G D/f# A A Playin' in a rockin' band
A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Hey Mama! Look at me
D D/f# G D/f# E5 I'm on my way to the promise land
A A A D/A G
i'm on a highway to hell Repeat D/f# A A A D/A G on the highway to hell Repeat Don't stop me! Solo (same as verse)
A A A D/A G
i'm on a highway to hell Repeat D/f# A A A D/A G on the highway to hell Repeat x2 Ya and I'm going down all the way
Adam, Helen – I Love my Love
(Adapted to music by Damian Rogers and Ryan Kamstra)
Am C D Am
There was a man who married a maid. She laughed as he led her home.
Am C D Am
The living fleece of her long bright hair she combed with a golden comb.
C Am C D
He led her home through his barley fields where the saffron poppies grew.
Am C D Am
She combed, and whispered, "I love my love." Her voice like a plaintive coo.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
Her voice like a plaintive coo.
Am C D Am
He lived alone with his chosen bride, at first their life was sweet.
Am C D Am
Sweet was the touch of her playful hair binding his hands and feet.
C Am C D
When first she murmured adoring words her words did not appall.
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital A. To my love I give my All.
G
Ah, Ha!
D Am
To my love I give my All."
Am C D Am
She circled him with the secret web she wove as her strong hair grew.
Am C D Am
Like a golden spider she wove and sang, "My love is tender and true."
C Am C D
She combed her hair with a golden comb and shackled him to a tree.
Am C D Am
She shackled him close to the Tree of Life. "My love I'll never set free.
G
No, No.
D Am
My love I'll never set free."
Am C D Am
Whenever he broke her golden bonds he was held with bonds of gold.
Am C D Am
"Oh! cannot a man escape from love, from Love's hot smothering hold?"
C Am C D
He roared with fury. He broke her bonds. He ran in the light of the sun.
Am C D Am
Her soft hair rippled and trapped his feet, as fast as his feet could run,
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
As fast as his feet could run.
Am C D Am
He dug a grave, and he dug it wide. He strangled her in her sleep.
Am C D Am
He strangled his love with a strand of hair, and then he buried her deep.
C Am C D
He buried her deep when the sun was hid by a purple thunder cloud.
Am C D Am
Her helpless hair sprawled over the corpse in a pale resplendent shroud.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
A pale resplendent shroud.
Am C D Am
Morning and night of thunder rain, and then it came to pass
Am C D Am
That the hair sprang up through the earth of the grave, and it grew like golden grass.
C Am C D
It grew and glittered along her grave alive in the light of the sun.
Am C D Am
Every hair had a plaintive voice, the voice of his lovely one.
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital T. My love is Tender and True.
Am C D Am
I'll love my love in the barley fields when the thunder cloud is blue.
C Am C D
My body crumbles beneath the ground but the hairs of my head will grow.
Am C D Am
I'll love my love with the hairs of my head. I'll never, never let go.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
I'll never, never let go."
Am C D Am
The hair sang soft, and the hair sang high, singing of loves that drown,
Am C D Am
Till he took his scythe by the light of the moon, and he scythed that singing hair down.
C Am C D
Every hair laughed a liting laugh, and shrilled as his scythe swept through.
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital T. My love is Tender and True.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
Tender, Tender, and True."
Am C D Am
All through the night he wept and prayed, but before the first bird woke
Am C D Am
Around the house in the barley fields blew the hair like billowing smoke.
C Am C D
Her hair blew over the barley fields where the slothful poppies gape.
Am C D Am
All day long all its voices cooed, "My love can never escape,
G
No, No!
D Am
My love can never escape."
Am C D Am
"Be still, be still, you devilish hair. Glide back to the grave and sleep.
Am C D Am
Glide back to the grave and wrap her bones down where I buried her deep.
C Am C D
I am the man who escaped from love, though love was my fate and doom.
Am C D Am
Can no man ever escape from love who breaks from a woman's womb?"
Am C D Am
Over his house, when the sun stood high, her hair was a dazzling storm,
Am C D Am
Rolling, lashing o'er walls and roof, heavy, and soft, and warm.
C Am C D
It thumped on the roof, it hissed and glowed over every window pane.
Am C D Am
The smell of the hair was in the house. It smelled like a lion's mane,
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
It smelled like a lion's mane.
Am C D Am
Three times round the bed of their love, and his heart lurched with despair.
Am C D Am
In through the keyhole, elvish bright, came creeping a single hair.
C Am C D
Softly, sftly, it stroked his lips, on his eyelids traced a sign.
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital Z. I mark him Zero and mine.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
I mark him Zero and mine."
Am C D Am
The hair rushed in. He struggled and tore, but wherever he tore a tress,
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital Z," sang the hair of the sorceress.
C Am C D
It swarmed upon him, it swaddled him fast, it muffled his every groan.
Am C D Am
Like a golden monster it seized his flesh, and then it sought the bone,
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
And then it sought the bone.
Am C D Am
It smothered his flesh and sought the bones. Until his bones were bare
Am C D Am
There was no sound but the joyful hiss of the sweet insatiable hair.
C Am C D
"I love my love," it laughed as it ran back to the grave, its home.
(slow) (4 beats)
Am C D Am
Then the living fleece of her long bright hair, she combed with a golden comb.
Bacharach, Burt and Hal David - (The Man Who Shot) Liberty Valance
Intro:
E
Verse 1:
E A
When Liberty Valance rode to town
G#m C#m A B
The womenfolk would hide, they'd hide
E A
When Liberty Valance walked around
G#m C#m
The men would step aside
Chorus 1:
G#m D#m
'Cause the point of a gun was the only law
G#m A B
That Liberty understood
E G#m C#m
When it came to shooting straight and fast
A [N.C.] [1: E 2: C#m, to bridge]
He was mighty good
Verse 2:
From out of the East a stranger came
A law book in his hand, a man
The kind of a man the West would need
To tame a troubled land
[repeat chorus 1]
Bridge 1:
C#m G#m C#m
Many a man would face his gun
G#m A B
And many a man would fall
E G#m C#m
The man who shot Liberty Valance
E G#m C#m
He shot Liberty Valance
A [N.C.] (E)
He was the bravest of them all
E C#m A E
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
Verse 3:
The love of a girl can make a man stay on
When he should go, stay on
Just trying to build a peaceful life
Where love is free to grow
Chorus 3:
But the point of a gun was the only law
That Liberty understood
When the final showdown came to pass
E C7
A law book was no good
[key change to F]
Verse 4:
F Bb
Alone and afraid, she prayed that he'd
Am Dm Bb C
Return that fateful night, oh that night
F Bb
When nothing she said could keep her man
Am Dm
From going out to fight
Chorus 4:
Am Em
From the moment a girl gets to be full grown
Am Bb C
The very first thing she learns
F Am Dm
When two men go out to face each other
Bb [N.C.] Dm
Only one returns
Bridge 2:
Dm Am Dm
Everyone heard two shots ring out
Am Bb C
The shot made Liberty fall
F Am Dm
The man who shot Liberty Valance
F Am Dm
He shot Liberty Valance
Bb [N.C.] (Dm)
He was the bravest of them all
Dm C
/ / / / / / / /
Coda:
F Am Dm
The man who shot Liberty Valance
F Am Dm
He shot Liberty Valance
Bb [N.C.] Dm
He was the bravest of them all
(solo fiddle [Dm] and drums to fade)
Bobby Fuller Four – I Fought The Law (and the law won)
A D E
A E D C#m A
A D E
(A') Breakin' rocks in the ... hot sun
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A D E
A E D C#m A
A D E
I needed money, 'cause I ... had none
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
D
I left my baby and I feel so bad
A
I guess my race is run
D
Well, she's the best girl ... I've ever had
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
D A
(Instrumental Break)
D
A E
A E D C#m A
A (Pause)
Robbin' people with a . . . SIX gun
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A D E
I miss my baby and the ... good fun
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
D
I left my baby and I feel so bad
A
I guess my race is run
D
But she's the best girl ... I've ever had
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
Bogle, Eric - Waltzing Matilda
Intro: A A A
A D A F#m
When I was a young man, I carried my pack.
A E A D A
And I lived the free life, of a rover.
A D
From the Murray's green basin,
A F#m
To the dusty outback,
A E A D A
I waltzed my matilda all over.
E D A
Then in 1915, my country said "son"
E
"It's time to stop rambling,"
D A
"Cos there's work to be done."
A D
So they gave me a tin hat,
A F#m
And they gave me a gun,
A E A D A
And they marched me away to the war.
A D A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
As we sailed away from the quay.
D
And amidst all the cheers,
A F#m
The flag-waving and tears,
A E A
We sailed off for Galipoli
A D A F#m
How well I remember that terrible day,
A E A D A
when the blood stained the sand and the water.
A D
And how in that hell
A F#m
that they called Souvla Bay
A E A D A
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
E D A
Johnny Turkey was waiting, He'd primed himself well.
E
He showered us with bullets,
D A
And he rained us with shells.
A D (short)
And in five minutes flat,
A F#m
he'd blown us all to hell.
A E A
Nearly blew us right back to Australia.
A D A
But the band played Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
As we stopped to bury our slain.
D
we buried ours
A F#m
and the Turks buried theirs,
A E A
Then we started all over again.
A D A F#m
Now those who were living, Did their best to survive,
A E A D A
In that mad world of guts, blood, and fire.
A D
And for seven long weeks,
A F#m
I kept myself alive,
A E A D A
As the corpses around me piled higher.
E D A
Then a big Turkish shell, Knocked me arse over head.
E
And when I awoke
D A
in my hospital bed,
A D
And saw what it had done,
A F#m
Christ I wished I was dead.
A E A
Never knew there were worse things than dying.
A D A
For I'll go no more Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
All around the green bush far and free
D
For to hang tent and pegs
A F#m
A man needs both legs.
A E A
No more Waltzing Matilda for me.
A D A F#m
So they gathered the crippled, the wounded and maimed,
A E A D A
And they sent us back home to Australia.
A D
The legless, the armless,
A F#m
the blind and insane.
A E A D A
Those proud wounded heroes of Souvla
E D A
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
E
I looked at the place
D A
where my legs used to be.
A D
And thank Christ, there was nobody
A F#m
waiting for me,
A E A
To grieve and to mourn and to pity.
A D A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
As they carried us down the gangway.
D
But nobody cheered,
A F#m
They just stood and stared,
A E A
And they turned their faces away.
A D A F#m
And now every April, I sit on my porch,
A E A D A
And I watch the parades pass before me.
A D
I see my old comrades,
A F#m
How proudly they march.
A E A D A
Reviving the dreams of past glory.
E D A
And the old men march slowly, all bones stiff and sore.
E
Their tired old heroes
D A
from a forgotten war.
A D
And the young people ask me,
A F#m
What are they marching for?
A E A
And I ask my self the same question.
A D A
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
And the old men still answer the call.
D
But as year follows year,
A F#m
More old men disappear
A E A
Someday no-one will march there at all.
A D
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
A E
Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me?
A
And their ghosts my be heard
A F#m
As they march by that billabong
A E A
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
The Boomtown Rats - I Don't Like Mondays
C G
The silicon chip inside her head
F G F
Gets switched to overload
C G
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
F G F
She's gonna make them stay at home,
F G
And daddy doesn't understand it,
C F
He always said she was good as gold,
F
And he can see no reasons
F
Cause there are no reasons
F G
What reason do you need to be shown
CHORUS
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo - oo - oot
The whole day down.
SOLO: C G F GF
C G
The Telex machine is kept so clean
F G F
And it types to a waiting world,
C
And Mother feels so shocked
G
Father's world is rocked,
F
And their thoughts turn to
G
Their own little girl.
F G
Sweet sixteen ain't that peachy keen,
C F
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat,
F
They can see no reasons
F
Cause there are no reasons
F G
What reasons do you need
CHORUS
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo - oo - oot
The whole day down.
BRIDGE
Em' C
The whole day down, down, down, shoot it all down...
Em F G F
C G
And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
F G
She wants to play with her toys a while,
C G
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
F G
And the lesson today is how to die.
Am
And then the bullhorn crackles,
G
And the captain tackles,
C F
With the problems and the how's and why's
F
And he can see no reasons
F
Cause there are no reasons
F G
what reason do you need to die……..
CHORUS
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
C G
Tell me why I don't like, I don’t like, I don’t like mondays,
F G
Tell me why I don't like, I don’t like, I don’t like mondays,
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo - oo - oot
The whole day down.
Bryant,
Boudleaux – Love Hurts
C Am F G7
Love hurts love scars love wounds and mars
C Am F G7
Any heart not tough nor strong enough
C E7 Am
To take a lot of pain take a lot of pain
C F Dm G7
Love is like a cloud pulls a lot of rain
C Bb F C
Love hurts mmm mmm love hurts
Cx Am F G7
I'm young I know but even so
C Am F G7
I know a thing or two I learned from you
C E7 Am
I really learned a lot really learned a lot
C F Dm G7
Love is like a stove burns you when it's hot
C Bb F C
Love hurts mmm mmm love hurts
Am E7 Am
Some fools dream of happiness
E7 Am E7 Am
Blizzful-ness togetherness
D7
Some fools fool themselves I guess
G7
But they're not fooling me
C E7 Am
I know it isn't true know it isn't true
C F Dm G7
Love is just a lie made to make you blue
C Bb F C
Love hurts mmm mmm love hurts
Brecht, Bertolt, Kurt Weill and Marc Blitzstein (as performed by Darin, et al) - Mack the Knife
A A6 Bm Bm7
Well, the shark has, pretty teeth dear
E E7 A
And he keeps them pearly white.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
Just a jackknife, has old Mack Heath dear,
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
And he keeps it out of sight.
A A6 Bm Bm7
When the shark bites, with his teeth dear,
E E7 A
Scarlet billows, start to spread.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
Fancy gloves though, wears old Mack Heath dear,
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
So there's never, a trace of red.
A A6 Bm Bm7
Sunday morning, on the sidewalk,
E E7 A
Lies A body, oozing life.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
And some one's creeping, around the corner,
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
Could that someone be Mack the knife?
A A6 Bm Bm7
From a tug boat, on the river,
E E7 A
A cement bag's dropping down.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
The cement's just for the weight dear,
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
Five 'll get you ten, old Mackys’ back in town.
A A6 Bm Bm7
Louis Miller, disappeared dear,
E E7 A
After drawing all his cash.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
And old Mack Heath spends like a sailor.
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
Did our boy do something rash?
A A6 Bm Bm7
Suky Tawdry, Jenny Diver,
E E7 A
Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and old Lucy Brown.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
Well, the line forms on the right girls,
E A D A E A
Now that Mackys’ back in town!
Brecht, Bertolt, Kurt Weill and Marc Blitzstein - Pirate Jenny
Cm
You gentlemen can watch while I'm scrubbin' the floors
A7+5
And I'm scrubbin' the floors while you're gawkin'
And maybe once you tip me and it makes you feel swell,
G#7
On a ratty waterfront in a ratty old hotel
G#m6
And you never guess to who you're talkin'
A#
You never guess to who you're talkin'
F#6 Bm
Suddenly one night there's a scream in the night
F#6 Bm
And you yell "what the hell could that've been?"
Em7 C#7sus4
And you see me kinda grinnin' while I'm scrubbin'
Em7 C#7sus4 F#add9
And you say "What the hell's she got to grin?"
Bm F#5
And a ship, a black freighter,
Em
With a skull on its masthead
F#5
Will be comin' in.
Cm
You gentlemen can say "Hey girl, finish the floors
A7+5
Get upstairs, make the beds, earn your keep here!"
You toss me your tips and look out at the ships
G#7
But I'm countin' your heads while I make up the beds
G#m6
'Cause there's nobody gonna sleep here
A#
Tonight none of you will sleep here
F#6 Bm
Then that night there's a bang in the night
F#6 Bm
And you yell "Who's that kickin' up a row?"
Em7 C#7sus4
And you see me kinda starin' out the winda
Em7 C#7sus4 F#add9
And you say "What's she got to stare at now?"
Bm F#5
And the ship, the black freighter,
Em
Turns around in the harbor
, F#5
Shootin' guns from the bow.
Cm
Then you gentlemen can wipe off that laugh from your face
A7+5
Every buildin' in town is a flat one
Your whole stinkin' place will be down to the ground
G#7
Only this cheap hotel standin' up safe and sound
G#m6
And you yell "Why do they spare that one?"
A#
And you say "Why do they spare that one?"
F#6 Bm
All the night through with the noise and to-do,
F#6 Bm
You wonder "Who's that person lives up there?"
Em7 C#7sus4
Then you see me stepping out into the morning,
Em7 C#7sus4 F#add9
Lookin' nice with a ribbon in my hair.
Bm F#5
And the ship, the black freighter,
Em
Runs the flag up its masthead
, F#5
And a cheer rings the air!
Cm
By noontime the dock is all swarmin' with men
A7+5
Comin' off of that ghostly freighter
They're movin' in the shadows where no one can see
G#7
And they're chainin' up people and bringin' them to me,
G#m6
Askin' me, "Kill them now, or later?"
A#
Askin' me, "Kill them now, or later?"
F#6 Bm
Noon by the clock and so still on the dock,
F#6 Bm
You can hear a foghorn miles away,
G7
In that quiet of death, I'll say
[silent]
"Right now!"
G7
And they pile up the bodies and I'll say,
C#7sus4 E6 C#7sus4
"That'll learn ya!"
Bm F#5
And the ship, the black freighter,
Em
Disappears out to sea
, F#5
And on it is me.
Bynum, Hal and Roger Bowling - You Picked a Fine Time to Leave Me Lucille
A
In a bar in To-ledo ac-ross from the depot on a
E7
bar stool she took off her ring
Bm E7
I thought i'd get closer so I walked on over I
Bm E7 A
sat down and asked her name
A
When the drinks finally hit her she said I'm no
A7 D
quitter but I finally quit livin on dreams
E7
I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after I'm
A
after what-ever the other life brings
A
In the mirror I saw him and I closely watched him I
E7
thought how he looked out of place
Bm E7
He came to the woman who sat there be-side me he
Bm E7 A
had a strange look on his face
A
The big hands were calloused he looked like a
A7 D
mountain for a minute I thought I was dead
E7
But he started shaking his big heart was
A
breaking he turned to the woman and said
A D
You picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille
A
with four hungry children and a crop in the field
D
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times but
A
this time your hurting won't heal
E7 A
you picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille.
A
After he left us I ordered more whisky I thought how she'd
E7
made him look small
Bm E7
From the lights of the bar room to a rented ho-tel room we
Bm E7 A
walked without talking at all
A
She was a beauty but when she came to me she
A7 D
must have thought I'd lost my mind
E7
I could'nt hold her 'cos the words that told her kept
A
coming back time after time
A D
You picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille
A
with four hungry children and a crop in the field
D
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times but
A
this time your hurting won't heal
E7 A
you picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille.
Cash, Johnny - Folsom Prison Blues
G
I hear the train acoming it's rolling round the bend
G7
and I ain't seen the sunshine sine I don't know when
C G
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on
D7 G
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone
G
When I was just a baby my Mama told me 'Son
G7
always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.
C G
But I shot the man in Reno, just to watch him die
D7 G
when I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry
G
I
bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
G7
They're
prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars,
C
G
But
I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
D7
G
But
those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.
G
Well,
if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
G7
I
bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line,
C
G
Far
from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay,
D7
G
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.
Cash, Johnny – Ring of Fire
INTRO: G C G C
G C G
Love Is A Burning Thing
C G
And It Makes A Firery Ring
C G
Bound By Wild Desire
C G
I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire
CHORUS:
D C G
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
D
I Went Down, Down, Down
C G
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Ring Of Fire
Repeat INTRO Twice
Repeat CHORUS
G C G
The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
C G
When Hearts Like Ours Meet
C G
I Fell For You Like A Child
C G
Ohh, But The Fire Went Wild
Repeat CHORUS
Repeat CHORUS
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Ring Of Fire
Clarke, Grant and James F. Hanley - Second Hand Rose
D Em7 A7 A6/7/9 D Em7 A7 A6/7/9
Father had a bus'ness, strictly second hand,
D Fdim Em A7 E7 Bm7-5 A7
Ev'ry thing from toothpicks to a baby grand;
D Em7 A7 A6/7/9 D Em7 A7 A6/7/9
Stuff in our apartment came from Father's store -
E7 Bm7-5 A6 B7 Bm7-5 E7 A7
Even things I'm wearing someone wore before.
Em B+ Cdim B7 Em B+ Em7 Em6
It's no wonder that I feel abused;
Gdim Bm7 Edim Bm7-5 Cdim A A9 A7
I never have a thing that ain't been used.
A7 Em7 Edim D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
I'm wear - ing sec - ond hand hats, sec - ond hand clothes,
Em7 A7 cdim A7 Gdim G D Fdim D A7
That's why they call me Sec - ond Hand Rose.
D Fdim D Cdim Em7 A7
Even our pi - an - o in the par - lor,
Em7 A7 G/B A7 Gdim D
Father bought for ten cents on the dol - lar.
D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
Sec - ond hand pearls, I'm wearing sec - ond hand curls.
Am7 D9 Am7 D7 G6
I never get a single thing that's new.
Em Cdim Em Am7 Em Cdim Em Gdim
Even Jake the plumber, he's the man I a - dore,
D Edim Bm Bm7-5 D Edim E7
Had the nerve to tell me he's been mar - ried be - fore.
D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
Ev' - ry - one knows that I'm just Sec - ond Hand Rose
Em7 G/B A7 Gdim D Fdim A7
From Sec - ond Av - e - nue.
A7 Em7 Edim D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
I'm wear - ing sec - ond hand shoes, sec - ond hand hose,
Em7 A7 cdim A7 Gdim G D Fdim D A7
All the girls hand me their sec - ond hand beaux.
D Fdim D Cdim Em7 A7
Even my pa - ja - mas when I don 'em
Em7 A7 G/B A7 Gdim D A7
Have some - bod - y el - se's 'ni - tials on 'em.
D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
Sec - ond hand rings, I'm sick of sec - ond hand things,
Am7 D9 Am7 D7 G6
I nev - er get what oth - er girl - ies do.
Em Cdim Em Am7 Em Cdim Em Gdim
Once while strol - ling through the Ritz a girl got my goat;
A7 D Edim Bm Bm7-5 D Edim E7 A7
She nudged her friend and said, "Oh, look there's my old fur coat!"
D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
Ev' - ry - one knows that I'm just Sec - ond Hand Rose
Em7 G/B A7 Gdim D A7 B7
From Sec - ond Av - e - nue,
Em7 G/B A7 Gdim D G D
From Sec - ond Av - e - nue,
Cohen, Leonard - Joan of Arc
G D
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
C G
As she came riding through the dark
A D
No moon to keep her armour bright
A G D
No man to get her through this (dark and) very smoky night
G D
She said, "I'm tired of the war
C G
I want the kind of work I had before
A D
A wedding dress or something white
A G D
To wear upon my swollen appetite."
G D
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way
C G
You know I've watched you riding every day
A D
And something in me yearns to win
A G D
Such a cold and lonesome heroine
G D
"And who are you?" she sternly spoke
C G
To the one beneath the smoke
A D
"Why, I'm fire,"he replied
A G D
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride."
D Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
C G D G
La la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la
G D
"Then fire, make your body cold
C G
I'm going to give you mine to hold,"
A D
Saying this she climbed inside
A G D
To be his one, to be his only bride
G D
And deep into his fiery heart
C G
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
A D
And high above the wedding guests
A G D
He hung the ashes of her wedding dress
D Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
C G D G
La la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la
G D
It was deep into his fiery heart
C G
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
A D
And then she clearly understood
A G D
If he was fire, oh then she must be wood
G D
I saw her wince, I saw her cry
C G
I saw the glory in her eye
A D
Myself I long for love and light
A G D
But must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?
D Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
C G D G
La la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la
Cohen, Leonard – Story of Issac
Am F The door it opened slowly, Am F my father he came in, G F E I was nine years old. Am F And he stood so tall above me, Am F his blue eyes they were shining G F E and his voice was very cold. C He said, "I've had a vision and you know I'm strong and holy, D B I must do what I've been told." F Bb So he started up the mountain, F Bb I was running, he was walking, F G A Am and his axe was made of gold. Am F
You who build these altars now
Am F
to sacrifice these children,
G F Eyou must not do it anymore.
Am FA scheme is not a vision
Am Fand you never have been tempted
G F Eby a demon or a god.
CYou who stand above them now,
your hatchets blunt and bloody,
D Byou were not there before,
F Bbwhen I lay upon a mountain
F Bband my father's hand was trembling
F G A Amwith the beauty of the word.
Am FAnd if you call me brother now,
Am Fforgive me if I inquire,
G F E"Just according to whose plan?"
Am FWhen it all comes down to dust
Am FI will kill you if I must,
G F EI will help you if I can.
C
When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
D BI will kill you if I can.
F BbAnd mercy on our uniform,
F Bbman of peace or man of war,
F G A Amthe peacock spreads his fan.
Cox, Jimmy – Nobody Knows You
C E A7 Once I lived the life of a millionaire Dm A7 Dm A7 Spending all my money didn't have any cares F D7 C A7 Took all my friends out for a mighty good time C G We bought bootleg liquor, champagne and wine C E A7 Then I began to fall so low Dm A7 Dm A7 Lost all my good friends, had no where to go F D7 C A7 If I get my hands on a dollar again C G I'll hang on to it, till that old eagle grins Chorus: C E A7 Because nobody loves you Dm A7 Dm A7 When you're down and out F D7 C A7 In your pocket, not one penny C G And as for friends, you don't have many. C E A7 When you get back on your feet again Dm A7 Dm A7 Everybody wants to be your long lost friend F D7 C A7 I said it straight, without any doubt C G Nobody knows you, when your down and out.
The Cramps – The Crusher
Rape!
E
do the hammer lock
do the hammer lock
A
do the hammer lock
you turkey neck
E
do the hammer lock
B
do the hammer lock
you turkey necks
E (short)
everybody's doing it
E
do the eye gouge
E
do the eye gouge
A
do the eye gouge
you turkey neck
E
now do the eye gouge
B
do the eye gouge
you turkey necks,
E (short)
everybody's doing it
E
alright, you turkey necks,
I wanna teach you how to do the crusher,
A
and if you don't learn it now
E
I'm gonna getcha
E
now first you take your fist
and you put it on your waist,
A
then you squeeze your partners head
E
until she's blue in the face
B
yeah, do the crusher
A
do the crusher
E
do the crusher
you turkey necks
E
do the crusher . . .
Cave, Nick and PJ Harvey – Henry Lee
Am - arpeggio for intro
Am
Get down get down little Henry Lee
Dm
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this damned world
Am
That will compare with me
G
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
C Am
la la la la la, la la la la lee
Dm Am
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
AmI can't get down and I won't get down
Dm
And stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land
AmI love far better than thee
G And the wind did howl and the wind did blow C Am la la la la la, la la la la lee Dm Am A little bird lit down on Henry Lee Am
She leaned herself against a fence
Dm
Just for a kiss or two
And with a little pen-knife held in her hand
Am
She plugged him through and through
G And the wind did howl and the wind did blow C Am la la la la la, la la la la lee Dm Am
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Am
Come take him by his lilly-white hands
Dm
Come take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep deep well
Am
Which is more than one hundred feet
G And the wind did howl and the wind did blow C Am la la la la la, la la la la lee Dm Am
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Am
Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee
Dm
Till the flesh drops from your bones
For the girl you have in that merry green land
Am
Can wait forever for you to come home
G And the wind did howl and the wind did blow C Am la la la la la, la la la la lee Dm Am
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Ceasar, Irving - Just a Gigolo
G Gmaj7 G7 G6 D7
Just a gigolo Everywhere I go People know the part I'm playing...
D7 C G
Paid for every dance selling each romance every night some heart betraying
G Dm7 E7 Amin
There will come a day youth will pass away then what will they say about me
Amin Cm6 G D7 G
When the end comes I know they'll say just a gigolo as life goes on without me
(repeat)
G F# F E E C G D7
'Cause I ain't got nobody nobody nobody cares for me
G F# F E E E
I'm so sad and lonely sad and lonely sad and lonely
A7 D7 D7 Db7 D7
Won't some sweet mama come and take a chance with me cause I ain't so bad
G
Get along with me babe, been singin love songs
C
All of the time
E
Even only be, honey only, only be
A7 D7
Bop bozadee bozadee bop zitty bop
I ain't got nobody 'cept love songs in love
NC
Hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla boobuhla
hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla bop
G F# F E E C G D7
'Cause I ain't got nobody nobody nobody cares for me
G F# F E E E
I'm so sad and lonely sad and lonely sad and lonely
A7 D7 D7 Db7 D7
Won't some sweet mama come and take a chance with me
Cole, Nat King - The Ballad of Cat Ballou
G
Well now friends just lend an ear
For you're now about to hear
D
The ballad of Cat Ballou
D6
It's a song that's newly made
D7
And Professor Sam The Shade
D G
And the Sunrise Kid are singin' it for you
D
Cat Ballou,
G
Cat Ballou
Em G
It's a hangin' day in Wolf City, Wyomin'
D
Wolf City, Wyomin', eighteen ninety four
They're gonna drop Cat Ballou
G
Through the gallows floor
Em G
She killed a man in Wolf City, Wyomin'
D
Wolf City, Wyomin', killed a man it's true
And that is why they're a-hangin'
G
Hangin' Cat Ballou
G
She has the smile of an angel
(Fights like the Devil)
D
The eyes of an angel
(Bites like the Devil)
G
The face of an angel
(I say she's the Devil)
D G
(She's mean and evil through and through)
D G
Cat Ballou, Cat Ball-ou-ou-ou
D G
She's mean and evil through and through
Em G
With her outlaw band they're now tellin' a story
D
Now tellin' a story how she rode the plain
The wildest gal in the We-est
G
Since Calamity Jane
Em G
And today's the day that she's goin' to glory
D
She's goin' to glory for the way she sinned
They'll be a-speedin' her soul
G
On a wayward wind
G
She has the smile of an angel
(Fights like the Devil)
D
The eyes of an angel
(Bites like the Devil)
G
The face of an angel
(I say she's the Devil)
D G
(She's mean and evil through and through)
D G
Cat Ballou, Cat Ball-ou-ou-ou
D G
She's mean and evil through and through
D G
Cat Ballou, Cat Ball-ou-ou-ou
D G
She's mean and evil through and through
Connors , Stompin` Tom - Massacre of the Black Donnelly‘s
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
D
Back in eighteen hundred and forty some
A D
To Lucan Ontario a man did come
D
A man who pushed his weight around
A D
And his wife Johanna could slap the devil down.
D
With seven sons who fought as well
A D
They opened up wide the gates of hell
D
And they fired up the land for miles around
A D
The Black Donnelly's from Lucan town
D
With every glance that Donnelly gave
A D
Came the sound of shovels diggin’ their grave
D
And many a club there came a crashing down
A D
Upon the heads of the men around Lucan town.
D
Down the old Roman Line the further you went
A D
The folks got tougher and meaner bent
D
And then the Black Donnellys, for their abode
A D
They lived away down at the end of the road
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
D
Now old Jim Donnelly killed a man one day
A D
And everybody thought that old Jim had run away.
D
But Jim was home and quite concealed
A D
In Johannah’s old dress where he still plowed the field.
D
But he served his time, so the story goes
A D
He then came back again to cheat his foes
D
With seven sons he robbed and burned
A D
Till the whole town knew that old Jim had returned.
D
He started up a coach line from Lucan down
A D
With daily trips on in to London town
D
And to destroy their competitor’s route
A D
They cut the tongues of all his horses out.
D
Then eighteen men with their clubs in their arms
A D
They marched on over to the Donnelly‘s barn
D
But a Donnelly boy could fight like ten
A D
And they sure put a licking on those eighteen men.
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
D
They poisoned cattle now by the score
A D
They burned down buildings more and more
D
They horse whipped men to make them say
A D
That they wouldn’t appear in court next day.
D
And every sheriff that the town could find
A D
They met the Black Donnelly's and then resigned
For thirty three years with clubs in hand
A D
The Black Donnelly's ruled the land.
D
Then there came one man into Lucan town
A D
He was hired to cut all the Donnelly's down
D
A fearless man of a mighty frame
A D
And James Carroll was that man`s name.
D
They made him the Sheriff and they followed through
A D
And formed his secret vigilante’s crew;
D
ln the old swamp school house in wintertime
A D
They planned their fatal night of crime
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
D
In eighteen eighty on that February night
A D
As Old Granny had foretold, it was a terrible sight
D
Old Jim and Johanna and Tom, their son
A D
And Bridget were slaughtered, they axed every one.
D
Then the thirty drunks left the house aflame
A D
Hell bent for. more Black Donnelly game
D
And from out of the fire and into the cold
A D
Run that young Connor boy, just eleven years old.
D
Then the gun Shots rang and they ripped into John
A D
And another Black Donnelly brother was gone
D
And so the grim reaper had collected his pay,
A D
And the other three Donnelly‘s wandered away
D
Now the vigilantes, they got away free
A D
From the law, but they all died mysteriously.
D
So one word of caution w all who would hate
A D
At the en of your road the Black Donnelly's wait
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
Cowboy Junkies - To Love Is To Bury
G Am
I buried him down by the river
C C Em Am G
Cause that's where he liked to be
G Am
And every night when the moon is high
C C Em Am G
I go there and weep openly
D Am
He and I were married
C Em G
By this river 'neath this willow tree
D Am
And with God and friends witnessing it
C Am G
He pledged his life to me
G Am
To me he was Earth
C C Em Am G
And I rooted in his soil
G Am
I to he was Sky vast and free
C C Em Am G
Of the burdens from which he toiled
D Am
Then one night a terrible fight
C Em G
Words spoken better left unsaid
D Am
With his wedding vows ringing in my ears
C Em G
He gave his life to me
G Am
They say to love is to bury
C C Em Am G
Those demons from which we all hide
G Am
But tonight by this river 'neath this willow tree
C C Em Am G
Becoming one of Earth and Sky
Da da da, da da da, da da da, etc...
Decker, Desmond - Israelites
(intro-spoken)
get up in the morning slaving for bread sah
so that every mouth can be fed
poor poor me-isrealite
A7
get up in the morning slaving for bread sah
A7
so that every mouth can be fed
D7 E7 A7 C7
poor poor me-isrealite
A7
wife and kids, dem pack up and a leave me
A7
darling she said i was yours to receive
D7 E7 A7 C7
poor poor me-isrealite
A7
shirt dem a tear up, trousers a go
A7
i don't want to end up like bonnie and clyde
D7 E7 A7 C7
poor poor me-isrealite
A7
after a storm there must be a calm
A7
catch me in your farm you sound an alarm
D7 E7 A7 C7
poor poor me-isrealite
(repeat from beginning and fade with
poor poor me Israelite)
Denver, John - Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
C F
Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
C G G7
I don't want to see my mama cry(yy-yyy-yy 2nd chorus only )
C F
Ple-ease Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
C G7 C
I don't want to see my mama cry.
VERSE 1:
G C
Just last year when I was only seven
G C
Now I'm almost eight, as you can see
C C7 F D7
You came home a quarter past eleven
C G7 C
And fell down under neath our Christmas tree.
chorus
VERSE 2:
G C
Mama smiled and looked outside the window
G C
She told me "Son, you'd better go up stairs."
C C7 F D7
Then you laughed and hollered "Merry Christmas!"
C G7 C
I turned around and saw my mama's tears
chorus and then to end
END:
C G7 F C
No I don't want to see my mama cry-yy- yyy
Dill, Danny Dill and Marijohn Wilkin - Long Black Veil
VERSE
G
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
D
Someone was shot 'neath
C G
the town hall light
G
Few were at the scene but they all agree
D
That the slayer who ran looked
a lot like me
G
The judge said "Son, what is your alibi
D
If you were somewhere else
C G
you won't have to die”
G
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life
D
For I'd been in the arms of
C G
my best friend's wife
CHORUS
C G C G
She walks these hills in a long black veil
C G C G
She visits my grave while the night winds wail
G C G
Nobody knows, nobody sees,
C D7 G
Nobody knows but me
-------Instrumental break one verse-------------
G
The scaffold was high, and eternity near
D C G
She stood in the crowd, but she shed not a tear
G
But sometimes late at night, when the cold wind moans
D
She visits my grave,
C G
and she cries o'er my bones
CHORUS
C G C G
She walks these hills in a long black veil
C G C G
She visits my grave while the night winds wail
G C G
Nobody knows, nobody sees,
C D7 G
Nobody knows but me
Dylan, Bob - Ballad Of Hollis Brown
Am
Hollis Brown
G Am
He lived on the outside of town
Am
Hollis Brown
G Am
He lived on the outside of town
Am
With his wife and five children
G Am
And his cabin brokin' down.
Am
You looked for work and money
G Am
And you walked a rugged mile
Am
You looked for work and money
G Am
And you walked a rugged mile
Am
Your children are so hungry
G Am
That they don't know how to smile.
Am
Your baby's eyes look crazy
G Am
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Am
Your baby's eyes look crazy
G Am
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Am
You walk the floor and wonder why
G Am
With every breath you breathe.
Am
The rats have got your flour
G Am
Bad blood it got your mare
Am
The rats have got your flour
G Am
Bad blood it got your mare
Am
If there's anyone that knows
G Am
Is there anyone that cares ?
Am
You prayed to the Lord above
G Am
Oh please send you a friend
Am
You prayed to the Lord above
G Am
Oh please send you a friend
Am
Your empty pocket tell you
G Am
That you ain't a-got no friend.
Am
Your babies are crying louder now
G Am
It's pounding on your brain
Am
Your babies are crying louder now
G Am
It's pounding on your brain
Am
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
G Am
Like the dirty drivin' rain.
Am
Your grass is turning black
G Am
There's no water in your well
Am
Your grass is turning black
G Am
There's no water in your well
Am
Your spent your last lone dollar
G Am
On seven shotgun shels.
Am
Way out in the wilderness
G Am
A cold coyote calls
Am
Way out in the wilderness
G Am
A cold coyote calls
Am
Your eyes fix on the shortgun
G Am
That's hangin' on the wall.
Am
Your brain is a-bleedin'
G Am
And your legs can't seem to stand
Am
Your brain is a-bleedin'
G Am
And your legs can't seem to stand
Am
Your eyes fix on the shortgun
G Am
That you're holdin' in your hand.
Am
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
G Am
All around the cabin door
Am
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
G Am
All around the cabin door
Am
Seven shots ring out
G Am
Like the ocean's pounding roar.
Am
There's seven people dead
G Am
On a south Dakota farm
Am
There's seven people dead
G Am
On a south Dakota farm
Am
Somewhere in the distance
G Am
There's seven new people born.
Dylan, Bob - Hurricane
Am F Am F
Am F
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Am F
enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Am F
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Am F
Cries out "My God they killed them all!"
C F
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
C F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm C
for something that he never done
Dm C
Put in a prison cell but one time
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
he could have been the champion of the world
Am F
Three bodieslying there does Patty see
Am F
and another man named Bello moving mysteriously
Am F
"I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands
Am F
"I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand
C F
I saw them leavin," he says and he stops
C F
One of us had better call the cops
Dm C
so Patty calls the cops
Dm C
and they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
in the hot New Jersey night
Am F
Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town
Am F
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
Am F
number one contender for the middleweight crown
Am F
had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down
C F
when a cop pulled him over on the side of the road
C F
just like the time before and the time before that
Dm C
in Paterson that just the ways things go
Dm C
If you black you might as well not show up on the streets
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
Less you wanna draw the heat
Am F
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Am F
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around
Am F
He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
Am F
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates"
C F
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
C F
Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead"
Dm C
so they took him to the infirmary
Dm C
and although this man could hardly see
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
they told him that he could identify the guilty men
Am F
Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Am F
Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs
Am F
the wounded man looks up though his one dying eye
Am F
says "why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy!"
C F
Yes, here the story of the Hurricane
C F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm C
for something that he never done
Dm C
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
the champion of the world
Am F
Four months later the ghetto's in flame
Am F
Rubin's in South America fightin for his name
Am F
while Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
Am F
and the cops are puttin the screw to him looking for somebody to blame
C F
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
C F
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
Dm C
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
Dm C
"Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?"
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
"Don't forget that you are white"
Am F
Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Am F
Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break
Am F
We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello
Am F
Now you don't want to ave to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
C F
You'll be doin' society a favor
C F
That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver
Dm C
We want to put his ass in the stir
Dm C
We want to pin this trip murder on him
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
He ain't ne Gentleman Jim"
Am F
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Am F
he never did like to talk about it all that much
Am F
It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay
Am F
and when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
C F
up to some paradise
C F
where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Dm C
and ride a horse along a trail
Dm C
but then they took him to the jail house
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
where they try to make a man into a mouse
Am F
All of Rubin's card were marked in advance
Am F
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Am F
the judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
Am F
to the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
C F
but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger
C F
no one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Dm C
and though they could not produce the gun
Dm C
the D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
And the all-white jury agreed
Am F
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Am F
the crime was murder "one", guess who testified?
Am F
Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied
Am F
and the newspapers all went along for the ride
C F
how can the life of such a man
C F
be in the palm of some fool's hand?
Dm C
to see him obviously framed
Dm C
couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
where justice is a game
Am F
Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties
Am F
are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Am F
while Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell
Am F
and innocent man in a living hell
C F
that's the story of the Hurricane
C F
but it won't be over till they clear him name
Dm C
and give him back the time he's done
Dm C
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
the champion of the world
Dylan, Bob - The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
C Am Em
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
C Am Em
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
C Am Em
At a Baltimore hotel society gathering
C Am Em
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
C Am Em
As they rode him in custody down to the station
C Am Em G
And booked William Zanzinger for 1st degree murder
F G C Am F G C
But you who philosophise disgrace and criticise fears
F G C Am F G C
Take the rag away from your face now ain't the time for your tears
C Am Em
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
C Am Em
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
C Am Em
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
C Am Em
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
C Am Em
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
C Am Em
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,
C Am Em G
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking.
F G C Am F G C
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
F G C Am
Take the rag away from your face.
F G C
Now ain't the time for your tears.
C Am Em
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen.
C Am Em
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
C Am Em
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
C Am Em
And never sat once at the head of the table
C Am Em
And didn't even talk to the people at the table
C Am Em
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
C Am Em
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level,
C Am Em
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
C Am Em
That sailed through the air and came down through the room,
C Am Em
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
C Am Em G
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger.
F G C Am F G C
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
F G C Am
Take the rag away from your face.
F G C
Now ain't the time for your tears.
C Am Em
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
C Am Em
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
C Am Em
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
C Am Em
And that even the nobles get properly handled
C Am Em
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em
C Am Em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,
C Am Em
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
C Am Em
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
C Am Em
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished,
C Am Em
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
C Am Em G
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
F G C Am F G C
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
F G C Am
Bury the rag deep in your face
F G C
For now's the time for your tears.
Gainsbourg, Serge - Le poinçoinneur des Lilas
Em
J'suis l'poinçonneur des Lilas
Am
Le gars qu'on croise et qu'on n' regarde pas
C G
Y a pas d'soleil sous la terre
Am
Drôle de croisière
B
Pour tuer l'ennui j'ai dans ma veste
Les extraits du Reader Digest
Em
Et dans c'bouquin y a écrit
Am
Que des gars s'la coulent douce à Miami
C G
Pendant c'temps que je fais l'zouave
Am
Au fond d'la cave
B
Paraît qu'y a pas d'sous-métier
Moi j'fais des trous dans des billets
Em Bm Em
J'fais des trous, des p'tits trous, encor des p'tits trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Em Am
Des trous d'seconde classe
D G B
Des trous d'première classe
Em Bm Em
J'fais des trous, des p'tits trous, encor des p'tits trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Bm Em Bm Em
Des petits trous, des petits trous,
Bm Em Bm Em
Des petits trous, des petits trous
Em
J'suis l'poinçonneur des Lilas
Am
Pour Invalides changer à Opéra
C G
Je vis au cœur d'la planète
Am
J'ai dans la tête
B
Un carnaval de confettis
J'en amène jusque dans mon lit
Em
Et sous mon ciel de faïence
Am
Je n'vois briller que les correspondances
C G
Parfois je rêve je divague
Am
Je vois des vagues
B
Et dans la brume au bout du quai
J'vois un bateau qui vient m'chercher
Em Bm Em
Pour m'sortir de ce trou où je fais des trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Em Am
Mais l'bateau se taille
D G B
Et j'vois qu'je déraille
Em Bm Em
Et je reste dans mon trou à faire des p'tits trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Bm Em Bm Em
Des petits trous, des petits trous,
Bm Em Bm Em
Des petits trous, des petits trous
Em
J'suis l'poinçonneur des Lilas
Am
Arts-et-Métiers direct par Levallois
C G
J'en ai marre j'en ai ma claque
Am
De ce cloaque
B
Je voudrais jouer la fill' de l'air
Laisser ma casquette au vestiaire
Em
Un jour viendra j'en suis sûr
Am
Où j'pourrais m'évader dans la nature
C G
J'partirai sur la grand'route
Am
Et coûte que coûte
B
Et si pour moi il n'est plus temps
Je partirai les pieds devant
Em Bm Em
J'fais des trous, des p'tits trous, encor des p'tits trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Em Am
Y a d'quoi d'venir dingue
D G B
De quoi prendre un flingue
Em Bm Em
S'faire un trou, un p'tit trou, un dernier p'tit trou
Em Bm Em
Un p'tit trou, un p'tit trou, un dernier p'tit trou
Bm Em Bm Em
Et on m'mettra dans un grand trou
Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em
Où j'n'entendrai plus parler d'trou plus jamais d'trou
Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em
De petits trous de petits trous de petits trous
Eaglesmith, Fred – Flowers in the Dell
C F C
While travelling on a train one morning, just to take a ride,
F C D G - G7
The car was full and I did not know who I sat down beside.
C F C
Then she said \"It's been a long, long time.\" I felt my blood run cold.
F C G C
For there, beside me, sat the girl who turned my heart to stone.
C F C
She said she was sorry for what she'd done, she'd started ife anew.
F C D G - G7
And 'though she told me many times before, this time I believed it was true.
C F C
So I took her to the porter's car, I got down on my knees.
F C G C
And as I held her in my arms, she said that she'd marry me. (C7)
F C F C
A little cabin in the countryside, curtains and fancy frills.
F C G C
A little girl with dark brown eyes, and flowers in the dell,
F C G C
In the dell, and flowers in the dell.
C F C
The train pulled into the Lincoln station. I reached up to help her down,
F C D G - G7
But she ran into another man's arms as soon as her feet touched the ground.
C F C
Then she turned and she looked and I heard her laugh, for all the world to see.
F C G C
And as she turned, I reached out and grabbed her, before she could walk away.
F C F C
The whistle blew, I heard her scream, I'll hear it 'til my dying day,
F C G C - C7
And as she struggled, I turned and I threw her beneath the wheels of the train.
(Chorus)
(Instrumental verse)
C F C
The judge he said ninety-nine years, grant him no parole.
F C G C - C7
They put me in a cell in shackles and chains and nailed up the door.
(Chorus)
Earle, Steve – Justice in Ontario
[Intro] E D9 A E D9 A A E
E D9 A E
Oh you who hail from Ontario know the tale of the Donnelly's Oh Died at the hands of a mob
D9 A E
That night every child and man by the oil torch light Jim Donnelly was no angel sure
D9 A E
But they burned his barn, broke down the door Well the children cried while they killed old
D9 A
Jim Then they killed his wife, then they turned on them No judge, no jury, no hangman, no
E
Justice in Ontario
[Solo] E D9 A (X2)
E D9 A
A hundred years or more have turned and you always hear how much we've learned
E D9 A
Well a man lay dead in a Port Hope bar And the blood ran red on a hardwood floor
E D9
And the big men ran through the nearest door only one man knew what had happened for
A E D9
Sure Well one and all wore the outlaws' brand And the big bikes roared through the Great
A E
Northland when you live on the edge of the law You know, justice in Ontario
[Solo] E D9 A (X2)
E D9 A
Blue smoke still hung in the air No one spoke when the cops got there
E D9 A
Well the local constable made the call Send us Corporal Terry Hall
E D9 A
They all sang a different tune When Corporal Hall walked in the room
E D9 A
With his picture book and a list of names One by one the witnesses came
E
And they told him what he wanted to know Justice in Ontario
[Solo] E D9 A E D9 A A E
E D9 A
The provincial cops searched far and wide And the outlaws ran but they could not hide
E D9 A
And they brought em in every single one Save the man who actually fired the gun
E D9 A
It was down in London, they were tried And the guilty man stood free outside
E D9 A
When he took the stand to pay his debt The judge was blind and the jury deaf
E
In Kingston Town they're locked up still When the sun goes down and the air is chill
You could swear you heard Jim Donnelly's ghost cry "Justice In Ontario"
[Solo] E
E D9 A E D9 A E D9 A
"Justice In Ontario" "Justice In Ontario"
E D9 A E D9 A E D9 A E D9 A
"Justice In Ontario" "Justice In Ontario"
E D9 A E D9 A E fade on E
"Justice In Ontario"
Earl, Steve – Tom Ames Prayer
G
Everyone in Nagadoches knew Tom Ames
D
would come to some bad end,
Em C
Cause the sheriff had caught him stealing chickens and such from the
G D G
time that he was ten.
G
One day his daddy took a 10-dollar bill
D
and he tucked it in his hand,
Em C
He said I know you're headed for trouble son,
G D G
your mama wouldn't understand.
G
So he took his dad's money and his brother's old bay
D
and he left without a word of thanks,
Em C
Fell in with this crowd in a border town
G D G
and he took to robbin' banks.
(solo over)
Em-C- G- D
Em-C- G - D -G
G
Outside the law his luck a-run out fast,
D
a few years came and went;
Em C
Til he was trapped up in an alley in Abilene
G D G
with all but four shells spent.
G
And he realized then that prayin' was the only thing
D
he hadn't ever tried;
Em C
He didn't know quite how to do it
G D G
but he looked up to the sky.
G
He said "You don't owe me nothin and as far as I know, Lord
D
I don't owe nothin' to you
Em C
I ain't askin for a miracle Lord
G D G
a little bit of luck will do.
G
You know I ain't never prayed before
D
cause it always seemed to me
Em C
that prayin was just like beggin'
G D G
and I don't take charity.
break:
Em-C-G-D
Em-C G-D-G
G
Lord, I've had some breaks in my life
D
as you already know
Em C
I've had some help from the good lord and the devil himself's
G D G
been strictly touch and go.
G
Right here now with my back to the wall
D
I can't help but recall
Em C
how they nearly hung me for stealin' a horse
G D G
in Ft. Smith, Arkansas
G
Judge Parker said guilty and his gavel came down
D
just like a cannon shot
Em C
I went away quietly
G D G
I began to file and plot.
G
They sent that old preacher down to my cell
D
he said, "the lord is your only hope,
Em C
he'll be the only friend you have, son
G D G
when you hit the end of Parker's rope."
Well, I guess he could've kept on preachin' til Christmas
D
but he turned his back on me
Em C
I put a homemade blade to that golden throat
G D G
and asked the deputy for the key.
break:
Em-C-G-D
Em-C G-D-G
G
Ah, but who in the hell am I talkin to?
D
there ain't no one here but me
(single strum each chord)
Em C
So he cocked both his pistols, spit in the dirt,
G D G
and walked into that street.
Echo and The Bunnymen - The Killing Moon
Em
Under blue moon I saw you
C
So soon you'll take me
Em
Up in your arms to late to beg you
C
Or cancel it though I know it must be
Em
The killing time
C
Unwillingly mine
CHORUS:
G Cm G
Fate, up against your will
Cm G
Through the thick and thin
Cm G
He will wait until
Cm G Cm
You give yourself to him
Em Em C C
Em
In starlit nights I saw you
C
So cruelly you kissed me
Em
Your lips a magic world
C
The sky all hung with jewels
Em
The killing moon
C
Will come too soon
REPEAT CHORUS & SOLO
Fire, Kathy - Mother Rage
A E
Get your rapists hands off my shoulder now
Bm D E
Damn your sweet-smiling mask of care for me
A E
Fuck your little boy games you charlatan
Bm
I've seen what you done
D E F#m
And I know who you are
A E
You'd as soon take my life as you would have me work for you
Bm D E
Damn your greed and your need to protect your ass
A E
I'm crazy furious and filled with mother rage
Bm
I'm after your head now
D E F#m
And you can't get away
D A
Come sisters rise
E Bm
We have been scarred by this war upon all womankind
D A
stand side by side
E Bm
we can be healed by the passions of lesbian pride
D A
You can't believe all the lies you've been handed, no
E B m
Take a look at the damage his life has done to us
D A
Can't you feel me rising up stronger
Bm F#m
The power of woman grows on
D E
And we fight for control of our lives
D E
O let me kindle the spark in your eyes
F#m D E
O we could give a new meaning to fire and light
A E
Damn the power of your corrupt institutions
Bm D E
We blast their cancer walls in your face as you
A E
try to hide behind suit wearing puppet men
Bm D E F#m
there is no place for you to sit free from my hand, who-oa
A E
while you rape mother earth and exploit all her people
Bm D E
you're long over due for your hour of castration
A E
i'm one among many who lives for the day you die
Bm D E F#m
my spirit won't rest til i see you in your grave
D A
Come sisters rise
E Bm
We have been scarred by this war upon all womankind
D A
stand side by side
E Bm
we can be healed by the passions of lesbian pride
D A
You can't believe all the lies you've been handed, no
E B m
Take a look at the damage his life has done to us
D A
Can't you feel me rising up stronger
Bm F#m
The power of woman grows on
D E
And we fight for control of our lives
D E
O let me kindle the spark in your eyes
F#m D E
O we could give a new meaning to fire and light
A E
Get your rapists Hands off her shoulder now
Bm D E
Damn your greed and your need to protect your ass
A E
we're crazy furious and filled with mother rage
Bm
we're after your head now
D E F#m
And you can't get away
Fleetwood Mac - Storms
D G
Every night that goes between
A Bm
I feel a little less
D G
As you slowly go away from me
A Bm
this is only another test
D G
And every night you do not come
A Bm
your softness fades away
D
Did I ever really
G
care that much?
A Bm
Is there anything left to say?
G Bm7 D
Every hour of fear I spend
G A Bm
my body tries to cry
G Bm7 D
living through each empty night
G A Bm
a deadly calm inside
D G
I haven't felt this way I feel
Since many a year ago
D G
But in those years and the lifetimes past
I did not deal with the road
D G
And I did not deal with you I know
Tho the love has always been
D G
So I search to find an answer there
So I can truly win
G Bm7 D
Every hour of fear I spend
G A Bm
my body tries to cry
G Bm7 D
living through each empty night
G A Bm
a deadly calm inside
D
So I try to say
G
Goodbye my friend
A Bm
I'd like to leave you with something warm
D G
But never have I been a blue, calm sea
A Bm
I have always been a storm
G A Bm
always been a storm
G A Bm
ooh, always been a storm
G A Bm G
I have always been a storm
D A7 D G
we were frail
D A7 D G
D A7 D
She said
G D A7 D
"every night he will break your heart"
G
I should have known from the first
D A7 D G
I'd be the broken hearted
D A7 D
G D A7
I loved you from the start
D G D A7
Save us
D
And not all the prayers in the world
G
save us.
D A7
Franklin, Aretha (as performed by the Fugees) – Killing me softly
Refrain:
Em Am
Strumming my pain with his fingers
D7 G
Singing my life with his words
Em A
Killing me softly with his song
D C
Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
F
Killing me softly
E
with his song.
Verse1:
Am7 D
I heard he sang a good song
G C
I heard he had a style
Am7 D
And so I came to see him
Em
and listen for a while.
Am7 D7
And there was this young boy
G B7
a stranger to my eyes.
Refrain:
Em Am
Strumming my pain with his fingers
D7 G
Singing my life with his words
Em A
Killing me softly with his song
D C
Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
F
Killing me softly
E
with his song.
Verse2:
Am7 D
I felt all flushed with fever
G C
embarrassed by the crowd.
Am7 D
I felt he found my letters
Em
and read each one out loud.
Am7 D7
I prayed that he would finish
G B7
but he just kept right on.
Refrain
Verse3:
Am7 D
He sang as if he knew me
G C
in all my dark despair.
Am7 D
And the he looked right trough me
Em
as if I wasn't there.
Am7 D7
And he just kept on singing
G B7
singing clear and strong.
Refrain:
Em Am
Strumming my pain with his fingers
D7 G
Singing my life with his words
Em A
Killing me softly with his song
D C
Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
F
Killing me softly
E
with his song.
Vocalized Chorus
2 more choruses
Garnet, Gail - Prism
A7 D7 A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7 D7 A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child mean
A7
Going home from school today
D7 E7
I met a nice man on my way
A7
He gave me a prism, shiny and clean
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
prettiest thing I ever seen, You know it's
A7 D7 A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7 D7 A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child mean
A7
Daddy left my mama but I wont cry
D7 E7
Hold my prism to my eye
A7
Hold it there night and day
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Hold it til the hurt goes away, because it's
A7 D7 A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7 D7 A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child mean
A7
Heard yesterday my daddy was dead
D7 E7
cried until my little heart bled
A7
that was bad but then today
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
police man come and take my mama away, but I got
A7 D7 A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7 D7 A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child mean
A7
Police had a padlock on a door
D7 E7
I can't go home anymore
A7
I'd go back but if I do
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
The man who got mama gonna get me too, so I keep
A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child . . . .
Red and yellow
Red and yellow
Pretty thing
Pretty
Pretty
Gentry, Bobbie - Ode To Billy Joe
E7
It was the third of June,
Bm7 E7
Another sleepy, dusty, Delta day
E7
I was out choppin' cotton
Bm7 E7
And my brother was bailin' hay
A7
And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat
E7
And Mama h ollered at the back door,
Bm7 E7
"Y'all re member to wipe your feet."
A7
Then she sai d,
"I got some news this mornin' from Choctaw Ridge
E7
Today B illy Joe McAllister
D7 E
Jumped off the Tallahatchee Bridge ."
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas
E7 Bm7 E7
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
A7
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow
A7
Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge
E7 D7 E
And now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Brother said he recollected when he and Tom and Billie Joe
E7 Bm7 E7
Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County picture show
A7
And wasn't I talkin' to him after church last Sunday night?
E7 Bm7 E7
"I'll have another piece-a apple pie, you know it don't seem right"
A7
"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw Ridge"
E7 D7 E
"And now ya tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
E7 Bm7 E7
"I've been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
A7
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
E7 Bm7 E7
"Said he'd be pleased to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
A7
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
E7 D7 E
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin' off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
E7 Bm7 E7
A year has come 'n' gone since we heard the news 'bout Billy Joe
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Brother married Becky Thompson, they bought a store in Tupelo
A7
There was a virus going 'round, Papa caught it and he died last Spring
E7 Bm7 E7
And now Mama doesn't seem to wanna do much of anything
A7
And me, I spend a lot of time pickin' flowers up on Choctaw Ridge
E7 D7 E
And drop them into the muddy water off the Tallahatchie Bridge
Gray, Macy – The Letter
C
All I ever wanted was some love and peace and harmony
F C
I could dance in the raw in the sun underneath the stars
C
When I walk over to my money tree ain't nobody there trying to take from me
F C
When they ask "Are you truly free?" I'd say "Yes, truly"
C
But down here in reality everybody knows there ain't no such thing
F
And it's clear C
It's obviously this is not the place I'm supposed to be
C
On and on and on I've searched
What I'm lookin for is not here on earth
F
I can't stand I can't take no more
C
So I know that I gotta go
C
So long everybody
G
Mama don't be sad for me
C G C
Life was a heartache and now I am finally free
C
Don't know where I'm headed
G
Hope I see you someday soon
C
So long everybody
G C
I have gone beyond the moon
C
All I ever wanted,love and the peace and the harmony
F
Just to be to live and shine
C
When I get ready I up and fly
C
And I can't remember none of the things that I want to forget
F
It's the best - satisfaction no less
C
Ask if I'm free and I'll say "Oh yes"
C
But down here in reality everybody knows there ain't no such thing
F
And it's clear
C
It's obviously this is not the place I'm supposed to be
C
On and on and on I've searched
What I'm lookin for is not here on earth
F
I can't stand I can't take no more
C
So I know that I gotta go
C
So long everybody
G
Mama don't be sad for me
C G C
Life was a heartache and now I am finally free
C
Don't know where i'm headed
G
Hope I see you someday soon
C
So long everybody
G C
I have gone beyond the moon
Em Am
Before I do
F C
Just one more look at you
Em Am
It's worth the stay
F C
But I'll meet you later at that better place
All I ever wanted was
All I ever wanted was
All I ever wanted was
C
So long everybody
G
Mama don't be sad for me
C G C
Life was a heartache and now I am finally free
C
Don't know where i'm headed
G
Hope I see you someday soon
C
So long everybody
G C
I have gone beyond the moon
Guthrie, Woody - The 1913 Massacre
A Bm’ A
Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen
D G A
To Calumet, Michigan, in the copper country.
Bm’ A
I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall
D G A
Where the miners are having their big Christmas ball.
A Bm’ A
I'll take you through a door, and up a high stairs.
D G A
Singing and dancing is heard everywhere,
Bm’ A
I will let you shake hands with the people you see
D G A
And watch the kids dance round that big Christmas tree.
Bm’ A
You ask about work and you ask about pay;
D G A
They'll tell you that they make less than a dollar a day,
Bm’ A
Working the copper claims, risking their lives,
D G A
So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives.
A Bm’ A
There's talking and laughing and songs in the air,
D G A
And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere,
Bm’ A
Before you know it, you're friends with us all
D G A
And you're dancing around and around in the hall.
A Bm’ A
Well, a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights
D G A
To play the piano, so you gotta keep quiet.
Bm’ A
To hear all this fun you would not realize
D G A
That the copper-boss thug-men are milling outside.
A Bm’ A
The copper-boss thugs stuck their heads in the door
D G A
One of them yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire!"
Bm’ A
A lady, she hollered, "There's no such a thing!
D G A
Keep on with your party, there's no such a thing."
A Bm’ A
A few people rushed, and it was only a few
D G A
"It's only the thugs and the scabs fooling you."
Bm’ A
A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down
D G A
But the thugs held the door and they could not get out.
A Bm’ A
And then others followed, a hundred or more
D G A
But most everybody remained on the floor.
Bm’ A
The gun-thugs they laughed at their murderous joke,
D G A
While the children were smothered on the stair by the door.
A Bm’ A
Such a terrible sight I never did see
D G A
We carried our children back up to their tree.
Bm’ A
The scabs outside still laughed at their spree
D G A
And the children that died there were seventy-three.
A Bm’ A
The piano played a slow funeral tune
D G A
And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon,
Bm’ A
The parents they cried and the miners they moaned,
D G A
"See what your greed for money has done."
Guthrie, Woody (et al) – Boll Weevil Blues
G
The Boll Weevil is a little black bug
From Mexico they say
C
Come all the way to Texas
Em A7
Just a lookin'for a place to stay.
Chorus:
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
The Farmer said to the Boll Weevil
I see you on the Square.
C
Yes, sir, said the Boll Weevil
Em A7
My whole dam family's there.
G C
Just a-lookin' for a home,
G
Just a-lookin' for a home,
G
The farmer took the boll weevil,
He put him in the hot sand,
C
The weevil say, "This is mighty hot,
Em A7
But I'll stand it like a man,"
This'll be my home,
This'll be my home,
G
Then the farmer took the boll weevil
And put him in a cake of ice,
C
The weevil say to the farmer,
Em A7
"This is mighty cool and nice,"
G
C
This'll be my home,
G
This'll be my home
Then the boll weevil say to the doctor,
"You can throw out all them pills,
C
'Cause when I get through with the farmer,
Em A7
Cain't pay no doctor bills,"
G
C
Won't have no home
G
Won't have no home,
G
The Farmer said to the Merchant
I want some meat and meal
C
Get outta here, you Son of a Gun
Em A7
Got Boll Weevil in yo' field.
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Well the merchant got half the cotton,
The boll weevil got the rest,
C
Didn't leave that farmer's wife
Em A7
But one old cotton dress,
And it's full of holes,
Well the farmer say to the merchant,
"We ain't made but only one bale;
C
And before we give you that one
Em A7
We'll fight and go to jail,"
G
C
We'll have a home
G
We'll have a home
G
The Farmer said to the Finance Man
I'd like to make out a note.
C
Go to hell, you rascal you,
Em A7
Gotta Boll Weevil on yo' coat.
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Farmer said to the Banker,
I'd like to cash this check
C
Get outta here you Clodhopper,
Em A7
Gotta Boll Weevil down yo' neck.
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Boll Weevil said to the Farmer
I'll swing right on yo' gate,
C
When I git through with yo' cotton,
Em A7
You'll sell that Cadillac Eight!
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Boll Weevil said to the Preacher,
Better close up them church doors
C
When I git through with the Farmer,
Em A7
Caint pay no Preacher no more!
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Boll Weevil said to the Business Man,
Boy, drink that cool lemonade.
C
When I git through with you, boy,
Em A7
Gonna drag you outta that shade!
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Boll Weevil in yo' field, boy,
It's just like shooting dice,
C
Work the whole dam year round,
Em A7
But the cotton won't bring no price:
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
The Boll Weevil knocked on my front door,
He said I've come to eat,
C
I'm gonna starve you plumb to death
Em A7
And get the shoes right off yo' feet.
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
And if anybody should ask you
C
Who it was that made this song,
Just tell him it was a poor farmer,
Em A7
With a pair of blue overalls on,
G
C
Ain't got no home
G
Ain't got no home
Haggard, Merle - Branded Man
G C G
I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am
D
But they won't let my secret go untold
G C G
I paid the debt I owed them,but they're still not satisfied
D G
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
G C G
When they let me out of prison,I held my head up high
D
Determined I would rise above the shame
G C G
But no matter where I'm living,the black mark follows me
D G
I'm branded with a number on my name
Repeat verse 1
G C G
If I live to be a hundred,I guess I'll never clear my name
D
'Cause everybody knows I've been in jail
G C G
No matter where I'm living,I've got to tell them where I've been
D G
Or they'll send me back to prison if I fail
Repeat verse 1
D G
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
Haggard, Merle – Mama Tried
D G
The first thing I remember knowing
D G
Was a lonesome whistle blowing
D A7
And a young one's dream of growing up to ride
D G
On a freight train leaving town
D G
Not knowing where I'm bound
D A7 D
And no one could change my mind but Mama tried
D G
One and only rebel child
D G
From a family meek and mild
D A7
My mama seemed to know what lay in store
D G
Depite all my Sunday learning
D G
Towards the bad I kept on turning
D A7 D
Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore
D G D
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
Bm A
No one could steer me right but Mama tried Mama tried
D G D
Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
D A7 D
That leaves only me to blame cause Mama tried
SOLO
D G
Dear old Daddy rest his soul
D G
Left my mom a heavy load
D A7
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
D G
Working hours without rest
D G
Wanted me to have the best
D A7 D
She tried to raise me right but I refused
D G D
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
Bm A
No one could steer me right but Mama tried Mama tried
D G D
Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
D A D
That leaves only me to blame cause Mama tried
Hayes, Alfred and Earl Robinson – Joe Hill
C F C
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me
F C
Says I, But Joe, you're 10 years dead
D G
I never died, says he. I never died, says he
C F
"In Salt Lake, Joe," says I to him,
C
Him standing by my bed,
F C
"They framed you on a murder charge,"
D
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead,"
G
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead."
C F C
The Copper Bosses killed you Joe, they shot you Joe, says I
F C
Takes more than guns to kill a man
D G
Says Joe, I didn't die. says Joe, I didn't die
C F C
And standing there as big as life, and smiling with his eyes
F C
Joe says, What they forgot to kill
D G
Went on to organize, went on to organize
C F C
From San Diego up to Maine, in every mine and mill
F C
Where workers strike and organize,
D G
Joe Hill is at their side, Joe Hill is at their side."
C F C
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me
F C
Says I, But Joe, you?re 10 years dead
D G
I never died, says he. I never died, says he
Harburg, E. & Jay Gorney – Brother Can You Spare a Dime
They
used to tell me I was building a dream
And so I followed the
mob.
When there was earth to plow or guns to bear,
I was always
there, right on the job...
They used to tell me I was building
a dream
With peace and glory ahead --
Why should I be standing
in line, just waiting for bread?
Am E7 A7
Once I built a railroad, made it run,
D G7 C E7
Made it race against time;
Dm/F E7 Am F7
Once I build a railroad -- now it's done.
Dm6 E7 Am
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Am E7 A7
Once I built a tower to the sun,
D G7 C E7
Brick and rivet and lime;
Dm/F E7 Am F7
Once I build a tower -- now it's done.
Dm6 E7 Am
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Bridge:
A7
Once, in khaki suits, gee, we looked swell,
Gm6 A7
Full of that Yankee Doodle de-dum;
D7
Half a million boots went sloggin' through Hell --
Am F7 E7
I was the kid with the drum.
Am E7 A7
Say, don't you remember, they called me Al?
D G7 C E7
It was Al all the time.
Dm/F E7 Am F7
Say, don't you remember? I'm your pal.
Dm6 E7 E7+5 Am
Buddy can you spare a dime?
Hawkins', Screaming Jay – I Put a Spell On You
[intro]
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C Cm CmGm/D D
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
I put a spell on you
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
Because your mine
Cm Cm
You better stop the things you do
D D7sus4 D
I aint' lying, no, I ain't lying
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
You know I can't stand it the way your running round
Cm C
You know I can't stand it, mama, the way you put me down
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D
So I put a spell on you because your mine
[interlude]
Gm Gm7 Gm/Eb Gm/C Gm Gm7 Gm Gm7
Cm Cm7 Cm/Ab Cm/F D Gm/D D
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
Do I love ya, do I love ya, do I love ya, do I love ya anyhow?
Cm C
And I don't care, I don't care if you don't want me
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D
Because I'm yours right now
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D
I put a spell on you because your mine
[interlude]
Gm Gm7 Gm/Eb Gm/C Gm Gm Gm7 Gm7
Cm Cm7 Cm/Ab Cm/F D Gm/D D
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
You know, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
Cm C
I can't stand it when you put me down
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
You ought to know better, mama, I can't stand it when you run around
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D
I put a spell on you because... doo doo doo, doo doo doo, oh,
Because your mine
Henderson, Ray and Mort Dixon - Bye Bye Blackbird
A A7sus4 A
Pack up all my cares and woe,
E6 E A9 A
Here I go, singin' low --
A Bm7-5 A E7
Bye bye blackbird.
E7
Where somebody waits for me,
E7 E7/6 E7
Sugar's sweet, and so is she --
E7 E7/6 E7 A AM7
Bye bye blackbird.
Bridge:
C#7 C#m7-5 C#7 G7 F#7
No one here can love or understand me;
B7 Bm7-5 B7 F7 E7
Oh what hard luck stories they all hand me.
A A7sus4 A
Make my bed and light the light,
E7/6 E7 F#7
I'll arrive late tonight --
D9 E7 A F#7 D9 Bm7-5 E7 A
Blackbird, bye bye, blackbird, bye bye.
Holiday, Billie - Gloomy Sunday
Am Am7/G D/F# F Sunday is gloomy my hours are slumberless. Am Am7/G D/F# E Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless. Dm Dm+7 F E Little white flowers will never awaken you, Am Am7/G D/F# E Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you. Am Am7/G D/F# F Angels have no thought of ever returning you -- Am Am7/G D/F# E F E Would they be angry if I thought of joining you? Am7 E Am Am7/G D/F# F E Gloomy Sunday. Am Am7/G D/F# F Gloomy Sunday, with shadows I spend it all; Am Am7/G D/F# E My heart and I have decided to end it all. Dm Dm+7 F E Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad, I know; Am Am7/G D/F# E Let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go. Am Am7/G D/F# F E Death is no dream, for in death I'm caressing you; Am Am7/G D/F# E F E With the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessing you. Am7 E Am Am7/G D/F# F E Gloomy Sunday. A D9 A D9 A D9 A D9 Dreaming - I was only dreaming. A Bm7 C#m7 F#m B7 F7 E7 I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, dear. Am Am7/G D/F# F E Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you; Am Am7/G D/F# E F E My heart is telling you how much I wanted you. Am7 E Am Am7/G D/F# F E Am Gloomy Sunday.
Holiday, Billie – Strange Fruit
Am Em7 Am A9 Am E7
Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Am Em7 Am A9 Am E7
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Bm7-5 E7-9 Fdim E7
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Am Em7 Asus4 A9 Am
Strange fruit hanging from the pop - lar trees.
Am G/B - E7 Am - Em7 Am
Am Em7 Am A9 Am E7
Pastoral scene of the gal - lant south --
Am Em7 Fdim E7
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth;
Am Em7 Bm7-5 Em7 A9 Am E7
Smell of mag - no - li - a, sweet And fresh,
E7-9 Bm7-5 Fdim E7
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.
Am Am+7 Dm Dm7 E7
Here is the fruit for the crows to pluck,
Am E7 Gdim F E7
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
Em7-5 A AM7 Gdim Fdim E7
For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop,
Am A9 Am E7 Bm7-5 Em7-5 E7 Am
Here is a strange and bit - ter crop.
Hurt, Mississippi John – Louis Collins
G7 C
Miz Collins weep Miz Collins mourn
F
What made her son Louis leave his home
C F G C
Angels laid him away. (I said)
Chorus:
G7 C
Angels laid him away
F
They laid him six feet under the clay
C F G C
Angels laid him away
Chorus
G7 C
Oh, kind friends now ain't it hard
F
To see poor Louis in a new graveyard
C F G C
Where angels laid him away.
G7 C
When they heard that Louis was dead
F
All the women folk dressed in red,
C F G C
'Cos angels have laid him away.
Chorus
G7 C
Bob shot one and Louis shot two
F
Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through -
C F G C
Now angels have laid him away.
Chorus
Ice Cube – It Was a Good Day
B D G (repeated)
Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barking from the dogs, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl wanna dig out
Hooked it up on later as I hit the do'
Thinking will i live, another twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop at a red light
Looking in my mirror not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim and she can f**k all night
Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all
Which park, are y'all playin basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week f**ked around and got a triple double
Freaking niggaz everyway like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day
Drove to the pad and hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from the cowards
Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin, didn't even look in a niggaz direction
as I ran the intersection
Went to $hort Dog's house, they was watchin Yo! MTV Raps
What's the haps on the craps
Shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake em
Roll em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break em
With the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
Seven even back do' lil Joe I picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and I'm yellin domino.
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day
Left my niggaz house paid
Picked up a girl been tryin to f**k since the twelve grade
It's ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics I felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
And my dick runs deep so deep so deep
put her ass to sleep
Woke her up around one
she didn't hesitate, to call Ice Cube the top gun
Drove her to the pad and I'm coasting
Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her ass off, then I chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashing those high beams
No helicopter looking for a murder
Two in the morning got the fat burger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read Ice Cube's a pimp
Drunk as hell but no throwing up
Half way home and my pager still blowing up
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I got to say it was a good day.
Hey wait, wait a minute Pooh
Stop the s**t
What the f**k am I thinking about?
Jackson, Micheal – Billie Jean
Intro:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E (x2)
Verse 1:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
She was more like a beauty queen, from a movie scene,
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
I said; don't mind, but what do you mean; I am the one?
Em F#m/E
Who will dance on the floor, in the round.
Em F#m/E Am7 Em
She said; I am the one, who will dance on the floor, in the round.
Interlude:
Em F#m/E (x2)
Verse 2:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
Then every head turned, with eyes that dreamed of being the one,
Em
Who will dance on the floor, in the round.
Interlude:
Em F#m/E (x2)
Bridge 1:
C Em
People always told me; be careful what you do;
C Em
And don't go around breaking young girl's hearts.
C Em
And mother always told me; be careful of who you love;
C B7
And be careful of what you do, 'cos the lie becomes the truth.
Chorus 1:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover;
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
She's just a girl who, claims that I am the one.
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Interlude:
Em F#m/E (x2)
Verse 3:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
For forty days and forty nights, the law was on her side.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
But who can stand, when she's in demand, her schemes and plans?
Em F#m/E
'Cos we danced on the floor, in the round.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
So take my strong advice; just remember to always think twice.
Em F#m/E
(Do think twice).
Verse 3:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
She told my baby we'd danced 'till three, then she looked a me,
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
Then showed a photo; my baby cried; his eyes looked like mine.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Go on dance on the floor, in the round, baby.
Bridge 2:
C Em
People always told me; be careful what you do;
C Em
And don't go around breaking young girl's hearts.
C Em
She came and stood right by me; then the smell of sweet perfume.
C B7
This happened much too soon; she called me to her room.
Chorus 2:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover;
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
She's just a girl who, claims that I am the one.
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Chorus 3:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover;
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
She's just a girl who, claims that I am the one.
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Coda:
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Outro:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover,
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover,
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover.
(Repeat to Fade)
Jim Carroll Band – People Who Died
Bb
Teddy sniffing glue, he was 12 years old
Fell from the roof on East Two-nine
Eb
Cathy was 11 when she pulled the plug
Bb
On 26 reds and a bottle of wine
F
Bobby got leukemia, 14 years old
Bb
He looked like 65 when he died
He was a friend of mine
Chorus
Bb
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
Eb
Those are people who died, died
Bb
Those are people who died, died
F
They were all my friends,
Bb
and they died
Bb
G-berg and Georgie let their gimmicks go rotten
So they died of hepatitis in upper Manhattan
Eb
Sly in Vietnam took a bullet in the head
Bb
Bobby OD'd on Drano on the night that he was wed
F
They were two more friends of mine
Bb
Two more friends that died
(Chorus)
Bb
Mary took a dry dive from a hotel room
Bobby hung himself from a cell in the tombs
Eb
Judy jumped in front of a subway train
Bb
Eddie got slit in the jugular vein
F
And Eddie, I miss you more than all the others
Bb
And I salute you brother
(Chorus)
Bb
Herbie pushed Tony from the Boys' Club roof
Tony thought that his rage was just some goof
Eb
But Herbie sure gave Tony
Bb
some bitchen proof
F
"Hey," Herbie said, "Tony, can you fly?"
Bb
But Tony couldn't fly, Tony died
(Chorus)
Bb
Brian got busted on a narco rap
He beat the rap by rattin' on some bikers
Eb Bb
He said, "Hey, I know it's dangerous, but it sure beats Riker's"
F Bb
But the next day he got offed by the very same bikers
(Chorus)
Bb
Teddy sniffing glue, he was 12 years old
Fell from the roof on East Two-nine
Eb
Cathy was 11 when she pulled the plug
Bb
On 26 reds and a bottle of wine
F
Bobby got leukemia, 14 years old
Bb
He looked like 65 when he died
He was a friend of mine
Chorus
Bb
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
Eb
Those are people who died, died
Bb
Those are people who died, died
F
They were all my friends,
Bb
and they died
Bb
G-berg and Georgie let their gimmicks go rotten
So they died of hepatitis in upper Manhattan
Eb
Sly in Vietnam took a bullet in the head
Bb
Bobby OD'd on Drano on the night that he was wed
F
They were two more friends of mine
Bb
I miss them, they died
(Chorus)
Bb
Mary took a dry dive from a hotel room
Bobby hung himself from his cell in the tombs
Eb
Judy jumped in front of a subway train
Bb
Eddie got slit in the jugular vein
F
And Eddie, I miss you more than all the others
Bb
This song is for you my brother
(Chorus x2)
Johnson, Robert – Hellhounds on my Trail
E
B7 A7
I got to keep moving, I got to keep moving
E
Blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
B7 A7 E
Mmm, blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
B7 E
And the day keeps on remindin' me, there's a hellhound on my trail
E
Hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail
B7 A7
If today was Christmas eve, if today was Christmas eve
E
And tomorrow was Christmas day
B7 A7 E
If today was Christmas eve and tomorrow was Christmas day
B7 E
All I would need is my little sweet rider
E
Just to pass the time away, to pass the time away
B7 A7
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm, around my door
E
All around my door
B7 A7 E
You sprinkled hot foot powder, all around your daddy's door
B7 E
It keeps me with ramblin' mind rider
E
Every old place I go, every old place I go
B7 A7
I can tell the wind is risin', the leaves tremblin' on the tree
E
Tremblin' on the tree
B7 A7 E
I can tell the wind is risin', leaves tremblin' on the tree
B7 E
All I need is my little sweet woman
E
And to keep my company, hey, hey, hey, hey, my company
Kamstra, Ryan - on the Moon
A
love was just a word you used
D A
when you were on the moon
A F#m
& the boys who've followed you since high school
Bm E
are now solid into booze
D F#m
doll, you seem a little out of it
A F#m
rarefied & custom fit
Bm
doll in a haze . . . .
E
watch out lady . . .
whole world crazy
D
whoa.
E
intifada mama,
gimmee back my head.
D
whoa.
E
she's a-coming down without nets
D
and I've never felt more horny.
A
and I've never been more dead.
D
gimmee back my head.
old moon,
A
gimmee back my head.
etc. . . . (to end)
Kelly, R. - Remix to Ignition
G
Now I'm not trynna be rude
C Gadd4/B
But hey pretty girl I'm feelin' you
Am
The way you do the things ya do
D
Reminds me of my Lexus coupe
G
That's why I'm all up in ya grill
C Gadd4/B
Trynna get you to a hotel
Am
You must be a football coach
D
The way you got me playin' da field
G
So baby gimme dat "Toot toot"
C Gadd4/B
And lemme gi' ya that "Beep beep"
Am
Runnin' her hands through my fro'
D
Bouncin' on twenty fo's
D
While they sayin' on the radio
G
It's the remix to ignition
C Gadd4/B
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Am
Mama rollin' that body
D
Got ev'ry man in here wishin'
G
Sippin' on coke and rum (rum)
C Gadd4/B
I'm like so what I'm drunk (drunk)
Am
It's the freakin' weekend
D
Baby I'm about to have me some fun (fun)
G
Now it's like "Murda She Wrote"
C Gadd4/B
Once I get cha out them clothes
Am
Privacy is on the door
D
But still they can hear ya screamin' more
G
Girl I'm feelin' whatchu feelin'
C Gadd4/B
No more hopin' and wishin'
Am
I'm about to take my key 'n'
D
Stick it in da ignition
G
Crystal poppin'
C Gadd4/B
In the stretch Navigata
Am
We got food everywhere
D
As if the party was catered
G
We've got
Fellas to my left (left)
C Gadd4/B
Hunnies on my right (right)
Am
We bring 'em both togetha,
D
We got drinkin' all night
G
Then afta the show
C Gadd4/B
It's the afta party
Am
And afta the party
D
It's the hotel lobby
G
Yeah, around about four
C Gadd4/B
You gotta clear the lobby
Am
Then take it to ya room and
D
Freak somebody
G
Can I get a toot toot
C Gadd4/B
Can I get a beep beep
Am
Runnin' her hands through my fro'
D
Bouncin' on twenty fo's
D
While they sayin' on the radio
G
It's the remix to ignition
C Gadd4/B
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Am
Mama rollin' that body
D
Got ev'ry man in here wishin'
G
Sippin' on coke and rum (rum)
C Gadd4/B
I'm like so what I'm drunk (drunk)
Am
It's the freakin' weekend
D
Baby I'm about to have me some fun (fun)
G
girl we off in this jeep
C Gadd4/B
foggin windows up
Am
blastin the radio
D
in the back of my truck
G
bouncin up and down
C Gadd4/B
stroke it round and round
Am
to the remix
D
we just thuggin it out...
King, Ben E. - Stand by Me
A
When the night has come
F#m
And the land is dark
D E A
And the moon is the only light we'll see
A
No, I won't be afraid
F#m
No, I won't be afraid
D E A
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
A
So, darling, darling, stand by me
F#m
Oh, stand by me
D E
Oh, stand, stand by me
A
Stand by me
A
If the sky that we look upon
F#m
Should tumble and fall
D E A
Or the mountain should crumble to the sea,
A
I won't cry, I won't cry,
F#m
No, I won't shed a tear
D E A
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
A
And darling, darling, stand by me
F#m
Oh, stand by me
D E
Oh, stand, stand by me
A
Stand by me
solo: A, F#m, D, E, A
A
And darling, darling, stand by me
F#m
Oh, stand by me
D E
Oh, stand, stand by me
A
Stand by me, Whenever you're in trouble
A
Just stand by me
F#m
Oh stand by me
D E A
Stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me . . . .
The Kingston Trio – Tom Dooley
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die,
D
I met her on the mountain,
A7
and there I took her life,
Met her on the mountain,
D
stabbed her with my knife,
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die,
D
This time tomorrow,
A7
reckon' where I'd be,
Hadn't been for Grayson,
D
I'd been in Tennessee,
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die,
D
This time tomorrow,
A7
reckon' where I'll be,
Down in some lonesome valley,
D
hangin' from a wide oak tree,
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die,
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die.
Led Zepplin - Stairway To Heaven
A m G# + C D F maj7 G A m
A m G# + C D
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
F maj7 G A m
and she's buying a stairway to hea ven
A m G# + C D
When she gets there she knows if the stores are all closed
F maj7 G A m
with a word she can get what she came for
C D F maj7 A m C G D
Oh_ __ oh____ and she's buying a stairway to heaven
C D F maj7 A m
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
C D F maj7
'cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
A m G# + C D
In a tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings
F maj7 G A m
Sometimes all of her thoughts are mis given
A m G# + C D F maj7 G A m
G/B A m7 D sus4 D A m7 E m D C D
Oh___ it makes me wonder
A m7 D sus4 D A m7 E m D C D
Oh___ it makes me wonder
C G A m
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
C G F A m
and my spirit is crying for lea ving
C G A m
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
C G F A m
and the voices of those who stand loo king
A m7 D sus4 D A m7 E m D C D
Oh___ it makes me wonder
A m7 D sus4 D A m7 E m D C D
Oh___ it really makes me wonder
C G A m
And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
C G F A m
then the piper will lead us to reason
C G A m
And the new day will dawn for those who stand long
C G F A m
and the forest will echo with laughter
C G A m
If theres a bristle in your hedgerow dont be alarmed now
C G F A m
it's just a spring clean for the May queen
C G A m
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
C G F A m
there's still time to change the road you're on
C G A m
Your head is humming and it wont go in case you dont know
C G F A m
the pipers calling you to join him
C G A m
Dear lady can you hear the wind blow and did you know
C G F A m
your stairway lies on the whispering wind
D D sus2 D D sus4 D D sus2 D D sus4 C C add9 C C add9 C
For solo and remaining lyrics use Am G F G bar chord sequence
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks the lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to know
how everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
the time will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
F maj7 G A m
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
Lee, Dickie - Laurie (Strange Things Happen)
Intro:
F Bb F
Verse 1:
F Bm7-5 Bb/C C
Last night at the dance I met Laurie
F Am Bb Bb/C C
So lovely and warm, an angel of a girl
F F7 Bb Bbm
Last night I fell in love with Laurie
F/C Dm Gm7 Bb/C C
Strange things happen in this world
Verse 2:
F/C Bm7-5 Bb/C C
As I walked her home she said it was her birthday
F Am Bb Bb/C C
I pulled her close and said, "will I see you anymore"
F F7 Bb Bbm
Then suddenly she asked for my sweater
F/C Dm Gm7 C F F7
And said that she was very, very cold
Bridge:
Bb F
I kissed her goodnight at her door and started home
Bb