| And then | Georgie would | make the fire light | |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
| As it was like a | wood | burning through the night | |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
| Then we would cook | | cornmeal porridge | |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
| Of | which I’ll | share with you | |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
| My feet | | is my only | carriage, and so |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
| I’ve | got to push on | through, but | while I’m gone |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
| No | woman, no | cry | |
| G | C | G | D/F# |
| No | woman, no | cry | |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
| Oh my little | darlin’ | don’t shed no | tears |
| G | C | G | D/F# |
| No | woman, no | cry | |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
| Little | darlin’, | don’t shed no tears | |
| G | C | G | D/F# |
| No | woman, | no cry | | |
| G | D/F# | Em | C |
| Little | sister don’t s | hed no tears | |
| G | C | G | D/F# |
| No | woman, | no cry | | |
| Em |
| On a | long and lonesome highway east of Omaha |
| D |
| You can | listen to the engine, moanin’ out its one note song |
| A | Em |
| You can | think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night | before |
| Em |
| And your | thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do |
| D |
| When you’re | riding sixteen hours and there’s nothing much to do |
| A | Em |
| You | don’t feel much like writing, you just wish the trip was through | |
| D | Em |
| But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
| Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
| Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
| There I | go, | turn the | page |
| Em |
| You walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road |
| D |
| And you | feel the eyes upon you, as you’re shaking off the cold |
| A | Em |
| You | pretend it doesn’t bother you, but you just want to | explode |
| Em |
| Sometimes you can hear ‘em talk, other times you can’t |
| D |
| And it’s all the | same cliches is that a woman or a man |
| A | Em |
| And you | always seem outnumbered, you don’t dare make a | stand |
| D | Em |
| But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
| Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
| Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
| There I | go, | turn the | page |
| Em |
| Out there in the spotlight, you’re a million miles away |
| D |
| Every ounce of energy you try to give away |
| A | Em |
| And the | sweat pours out your body like the music that you | play |
| Em |
| Later on that evening, as you lie awake in bed |
| D |
| The | echoes of the amplifiers ringin’ in your head |
| A | Em |
| And you | smoke the day’s last cigarette, remembering what she said | |
| D | Em |
| But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
| Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
| Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
| There I | go, | turn the | page |
| D | Em |
| But here I | am, on the | road again |
| D | Em |
| Here I | am, up on | stage |
| D | A |
| Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | D | Em |
| There I | go, | there I | go |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| Some | wher | e | be | yond the |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| Sea | some | where | waiting for |
| F | Dm7 | Bb | D7 | Gm |
| Stands on | golden | sands | | |
| C7 | F | Dm7 |
| And | watches the | ships | that go |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| Some | wher | e | be | yond the |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| Sea | she’s | there | watching for |
| F | A7 | Dm7 | C7 |
| Me | | | If I could |
| F | Dm7 | Bb | D7 | Gm |
| Fly like | birds on | high | | |
| C7 | F | Dm7 |
| Then | straight to her | arms | I’d go |
| A | F#m | Bm | E7 |
| It’s | far | | be | yond a |
| A | F#m | Bm | E7 | A | A | G7 |
| Star | it’s | near | beyond the | moon | | |
| C | Am | Dm7 | G7 |
| I k | now | | be | yond a |
| C | Am | Dm7 | G7 | C | Am | C7/G | C7 |
| Doubt | , | my | heart will | lead me there | soon | | |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| We’ll | meet | | bey | ond the |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| Shore, | we’ll | kiss | just as |
| F | A7 | Dm7 | C7 |
| Be | fore | | | happy we’ll |
| F | Dm7 | Bb | D7 | Gm |
| Be bey | ond the | sea | | |
| C7 | F | Dm7 |
| And | never a | gain, | I’ll go |
| C | Am | Dm7 | G7 |
| I k | now | | be | yond a |
| C | Am | Dm7 | G7 | C | Am | C7/G | C7 |
| Doubt | , | my | heart will | lead me there | soon | | |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| We’ll | meet | | bey | ond the |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| Shore, | we’ll | kiss | just as |
| F | A7 | Dm7 | C7 |
| Be | fore | | | happy we’ll |
| F | Dm7 | Bb | D7 | Gm |
| Be bey | ond the | sea | | |
| C7 | F | Dm7 |
| And | never a | gain, | I’ll go |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| | | | No more sailing |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| | | | So long sailing |
| F | Dm7 | Gm | C7 |
| | | | Bye bye sailing |
| A | F#m |
| Every night I hope and pray, a | dream lover will come my way |
| A | F#m |
| A girl to hold in my arms, and | know the magic of her charms |
| A | E7 | A | D |
| Because I | want a | girl to | call my | own |
| A | F#m | Bm7 | E7 | A | E |
| I want a | dream | lover so | I don’t have to | dream a | lone | |
| A | F#m |
| Dream lover, where are you, | with a love, oh, so true? |
| A | F#m |
| And a hand that I can hold, to | feel you near as I grow old? |
| A | E7 | A | D |
| Because I | want a | girl to | call my | own |
| A | F#m | Bm7 | E7 | A | E |
| I want a | dream | lover so | I don’t have to | dream a | lone | |
| D | A |
| Someday, I don’t know how, | I hope she’ll hear my plea |
| B7 | E7 |
| Some way, I don’t know how, | she’ll bring her love to me |
| A | F#m |
| Dream lover, until then, | I’ll go to sleep and dream again |
| A | F#m |
| That’s the only thing to do, | till all my lover’s dreams come true |
| A | E7 | A | D |
| Because I | want a | girl to | call my | own |
| A | F#m | Bm7 | E7 | A | A# |
| I want a | dream | lover so | I don’t have to | dream a | lone | |
| A# | Gm |
| Dream lover, until then, | I’ll go to sleep and dream again |
| A# | Gm |
| That’s the only thing to do, | till all my lover’s dreams come true |
| A# | F7 | A# | D# |
| Because I | want a | girl to | call my | own |
| A# | Gm | Cm7 | F7 | A# |
| I want a | dream | lover so | I don’t have to | dream a | lone |
| Gm | A# |
| Please don’t make me | dream alone |
| Gm | A# |
| I beg you don’t make me | dream alone |
| Gm | A# |
| No, I don’t wanna | dream alone |
| Bb6 | Cm |
| Oh, the | shark, babe, has such | teeth, dear |
| F7 | Bb6 |
| And it | shows them pearly | white |
| Bb/D | Dbdim | Cm |
| Just a | jackknife | has old Mac | Heath, babe |
| Bb6 |
| And he keeps it out of sight | |
| Bb6 | Cm |
| You know when that | shark bites with his | teeth, babe |
| F7 | Bb6 |
| Scarlet | billows start to | spread |
| Bb/D | Dbdim | Cm |
| Fancy | gloves, though | wears old Mac | Heath, babe |
| Bb6 |
| So there’s never, never a trace of | red |
| B | Dbm |
| On a | sidewalk, ooh sunny | mornin uh-huh |
| Gb7 | B6 |
| Lies a | body just | oozin’ life |
| B/Eb | Ddim | Dbm |
| Some, someone’s | sneakin’ | ’round a | corner |
| B6 |
| Could that someone be old Mack the | Knife? |
| C6 | Dm |
| There’s a | tugboat down by the | river, don’t you know |
| G7 | C6 |
| Where a | cement bag, just a’ | droopin’ on down |
| C/E | Ebdim | Dm |
| Oh, that cem | ent is | just it’s there for the | weight, dear |
| C6 |
| Five’ll get you ten old Macky’s back in | town |
| Db6 | Ebm | Ab7 |
| Now d’ja | hear ‘bout Louie | Miller? He disap | peared, babe |
| Db6 |
| After drawin’ out all his | hard earned cash |
| Db/F | Edim | Ebm |
| And now Mac | Heath spend | just like a sa | ilor |
| Db6 |
| Could it be our boy’s done somethin’ | rash? |
| D6 | Em |
| Jenny | Diver, yeah, yeah, Sukey | Tawdry |
| A7 | D6 |
| Ooh Miss | Lotte Lenya, and old | Lucy Brown |
| D/Gb | Fdim | Em |
| Oh the | line forms, | on the | right, babe |
| D6 |
| Now that Macky’s back in | town |
| Eb6 | Fm |
| I said, Jenny | Diver, Sukey | Tawdry |
| Bb7 | Eb6 |
| Look out Miss Lotte | Lenya and old | Lucy Brown |
| Eb/G | Gbdim | Bb |
| Oh that | line forms | on the | right, babe |
| Fm7 | Bb | Fm7 | Bb | Fm7 | Bb | Bb |
| Now, that | Mac | ky’s | | | | | |
| Eb | Db7 | Eb | Db7 | Eb | Db7 |
| Back in | town | | | | | |
| Eb | Eb7#9 |
| Look out, old Macky is back | |
| F | Dm |
| My tears are | fallin’ |
| Bb | C |
| ‘Cause you’ve | taken her a | way |
| F | Faug |
| And | though it really | hurts me so |
| Bb | C |
| There’s | something that I’ve gotta | say |
| F | Dm | Bb | C |
| Take good | care of my | ba | by |
| F | Dm | Bb | C |
| Please don’t | ever make her | blue | |
| F | F7 |
| Just tell her | that you love her |
| Bb | Bbm |
| Make sure you’re | thinking of her |
| F | Dm | Bb | C |
| In every | thing you say and | do | |
| F | Dm | Bb | C |
| Take good | care of my | ba | by |
| F | Dm | Bb | C |
| Now don’t you | ever make her | cry | |
| F | F7 |
| Just let your | love surround her |
| Bb | Bbm |
| Make a rainbow | all around her |
| F | Bb | C | F |
| Don’t let her | see a | cloudy | sky |
| Gm7 | C | F | Dm7 |
| Once upon a | time, that | little girl was | mine |
| Gm7 | C | F | Dm7 | Gm7 | C |
| If I’d been | true, I | know she’d | never | be with | you, so... |
| F | Dm | Bb | C |
| Take good | care of my | ba | by |
| F | Dm | Bb | C |
| Be just as | kind as you can | be | |
| F | F7 |
| And if you | should discover |
| Bb | Bbm |
| That you don’t | really love her |
| F | Dm | Bb | C | F |
| Just send my | baby back | home | to | me |
| F |
| Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba |
| C# |
| Waahhhh... ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba |
| F# | D#m | B | C# |
| Take good | care of my | ba | by |
| F# | D#m | B | C# |
| Be just as | kind as you can | be | |
| F# | F#7 |
| And if you | should discover |
| B | Bm |
| That you don’t | really love her |
| F# | D#m | B | C# | F# |
| Just send my | baby back | home | to | me |
| F# | D#m | B | C# |
| F# | D#m | B | C# |
| Take good | care of my | ba | by |
| C | G/B | Am | Am7/G |
| Kyle | and the | kids | |
| Dm7 | G |
| Kyle’s a dad and | Charlotte’s married to him |
| C | G/B | Am | Am7/G |
| And they’ve | got some | kids | |
| Dm7 | C/E |
| There’s | Penny, she’s going to | high school |
| F | F#dim | G |
| She’s got a | brother, her | brother’s name is | Trip |
They’re the perfect family
| C# | G#/C | A#m | A#m7/G# |
| Kyle | and the | kids | |
| D#m7 | G# | C# |
| He | loves his wife and there’s | nothing you can | do |
| C# | G#/C | A#m | A#m7/G# |
| Kyle | and the | kids | |
| D#m7 | G# | C# |
| Oh no, it’s gonna | be alright, | be alright oh | no |
| F | C |
| S | itting here wasted and wounded at this old pi | ano |
| F |
| Trying h | ard to capture the moment |
| C |
| This morning I d | on’t know |
| Em | F |
| ‘Cause a b | ottle of vodka is still | lodged in my head |
| C |
| And some bl | ond gave me nightmares |
| F |
| Think she’s still in my b | ed |
| F |
| As I dr | eam about movies they |
| G | C |
| Won’t make of me when I’m d | ead |
| C |
| I wake up and French kiss the m | orning |
| F |
| While some m | arching band keeps its own beat |
| C |
| In my head while we’re | talking |
| Em | F |
| About | all of the things, that I | long to believe |
| C |
| About l | ove, the truth, what you mean to me |
| F | G | C | G/B |
| Baby, you’re | all that I | need | |
| G | F | C |
| You | down in a | bed of r | oses |
| G | F | C |
| I s | leep on a | bed of n | ails |
| F | C |
| Oh, I want to b | e just as c | lose as |
| C |
| Each step that I take’s on my w | ay home |
| F |
| A king’s r | ansom in dimes |
| C |
| Given each night to see through this p | ay phone |
| Em |
| Still I r | un out of time |
| F |
| Or it’s | hard to get through |
| C |
| Till the b | ird on the wire flies me back to you |
| F |
| I’ll j | ust close my eyes, whisper |
| F | G | C | G/B |
| Baby, | blind love is | true | |
| G | F | C |
| You | down in a | bed of r | oses |
| G | F | C |
| I s | leep on a | bed of n | ails |
| F | C |
| Oh, I want to b | e just as c | lose as |
| F |
| Well this h | otel bar’s hangover |
| G | C |
| W | hiskey’s gone dry the bark | eeper’s wig’s crooked |
And she’s giving me the eye
| F | G | C | G/B |
| But I | laughed so hard | I think I | died | |
| F |
| Now as y | ou close your eyes |
| C |
| Know I’ll be thinking ab | out you |
| F |
| While my m | istress she calls me |
| C |
| To stand in her spotlight | again |
| F |
| Tonight I w | on’t be alone |
| C |
| But you know that don’t mean I’m not l | onely |
| Am | G | F |
| I’ve got n | othing to p | rove for it’s | you |
| F | C | G/B |
| That I’d | die to def | end | |
| G | F | C |
| You | down in a | bed of r | oses |
| G | F | C |
| I s | leep on a | bed of n | ails |
| F | C |
| Oh, I want to b | e just as c | lose as |
| G | F | C |
| You | down in a | bed of r | oses |
| G | F | C |
| I s | leep on a | bed of n | ails |
| F | C |
| Oh, I want to b | e just as c | lose as |
| Am | G | F | C |
| And l | ay | you | down on a bed of | roses |
| A | Asus4 |
| You want c | ommitment, take a loo | k into these eyes |
| A | Asus4 |
| They burn with f | ire, yeah, unti | l the end of time |
| F#m | D |
| And I would | do anything, I’d beg, I’d steal, I’d | die |
| Esus4 | A | Asus4 |
| To have you in | these arms to | night | |
| A | Asus4 |
| Baby I | want you, like the | roses want the rain |
| A | Asus4 |
| You know I n | eed you, like the | poet needs the pain |
| F#m | D |
| And I would give | anything, my blood, my love, my l | ife |
| E |
| If you were i | n these arms tonight |
| A | E |
| I’d hold you, | I’d need you |
| F#m | D | A |
| I’d get down on | my knees for y | ou |
| F#m | E |
| And make | everything alr | ight |
| D |
| If you were | in these arms |
| A | E |
| I’d love you, | I’d please you |
| F#m | D |
| I’d tell you that I’d | never leave you |
| A | F#m | Esus4 |
| And love you | till the end of ti | me |
| D | A | Asus4 |
| If you were | in these arms ton | ight | |
| A | Asus4 |
| We’d stare at the s | un, and we made a pro | mise |
| A | Asus4 |
| A promise this wo | rld, would never bl | ind us |
| F#m | D |
| And these were our | words, our words were our so | ngs |
| F#m |
| Our songs are our p | rayers, these prayers keep me strong |
| D | E |
| And I still bel | ieve if you were i | n these arms |
| A | E |
| I’d hold you, | I’d need you |
| F#m | D | A |
| I’d get down on | my knees for y | ou |
| F#m | E |
| And make | everything alr | ight |
| D |
| If you were | in these arms |
| A | E |
| I’d love you, | I’d please you |
| F#m | D |
| I’d tell you that I’d | never leave you |
| A | F#m | Esus4 |
| And love you | till the end of ti | me |
| D | A | Asus4 |
| If you were | in these arms ton | ight | |
| E |
| Your c | lothes are still scattered all over our room |
| D |
| This w | hole place still smells like your cheap perfume |
| E |
| Everything here reminds me of you |
| D |
| There’s n | othing I wouldn’t do |
| Dsus2 | E |
| And these were our wo | rds, they keep me strong, baby |
| A | E |
| I’d hold you, | I’d need you |
| F#m | D | A |
| I’d get down on | my knees for y | ou |
| F#m | E |
| And make | everything alr | ight |
| D |
| If you were | in these arms |
| A | E |
| I’d love you, | I’d please you |
| F#m | D |
| I’d tell you that I’d | never leave you |
| A | F#m | Esus4 |
| And love you | till the end of ti | me |
| D | A | Asus4 |
| If you were | in these arms ton | ight | |
| A | E | F#m | D | A |
| | | If you were | in these arms to | night |
| Am | F | G |
| Once upon a time, | not so long ago | |
| Am |
| Tommy used to work on the docks |
| Am |
| Union’s been on strike, he’s down on his luck |
| F | G | Am |
| It’s t | ough, | so tough | |
| Am |
| Gina works the diner all day |
| Am |
| Working for her man, she brings home her pay |
| F | G | Am |
| For | love, | for lo | ve |
| F | G | G | Am |
| She says we’ve got to h | old | on to | what we’ve | got |
| F | G | G | Am |
| It | doesn’t make a | difference if we | make it or | not |
| F | G | G | Am | F |
| We’ve g | ot each o | ther and | that’s a | lot for l | ove |
| Am | F | G | C | F | G |
| Who | a, we’re hal | fway there, | who | a, | livin’ on a prayer |
| Am | F | G |
| Take my h | and we’ll m | ake it I swear |
| C | F | G |
| Who | a, | livin’ on a prayer |
| Am |
| Tommy’s got his six string in hock |
Now he’s holding in what he used to make it talk
| F | G | Am |
| So | tough, | so tough | |
| Am |
| Gina dreams of running away |
When she cries in the night Tommy whispers
| F | G | Am |
| Baby it’s | O.K., | some day | |
| F | G | G | Am |
| We’ve got to h | old | on to | what we’ve | got |
| F | G | G | Am |
| It | doesn’t make a | difference if we | make it or | not |
| F | G | G | Am | F |
| We’ve g | ot each o | ther and | that’s a | lot for l | ove |
| Am | F | G | C | F | G |
| Who | a, we’re hal | fway there, | who | a, | livin’ on a prayer |
| Am | F | G |
| Take my h | and we’ll m | ake it I swear |
| C | F | G |
| Who | oa, | livin’ on a prayer |
| F | G | Am |
| Livin’ | on a | prayer |
| Am | F | G | G | Am |
| Oooooooooh, we’ve got to h | old | on | ready or n | ot |
| F | G |
| You li | ve for the fight when it’s a | ll that you’ve got |
| Am | F | G | C | F | G |
| Who | a, we’re hal | fway there, | who | a, | livin’ on a prayer |
| Am | F | G |
| Take my h | and we’ll m | ake it I swear |
| C | F | G |
| Who | a, | livin’ on a prayer |
| Am | F | G | C | F | G |
| Whoo | a, we’re hal | fway there, | who | a, | livin’ on a prayer |
| Am | F | G |
| Take my h | and we’ll m | ake it I swear |
| C | F | G |
| Who | a, | livin’ on a prayer |
| A | Gadd9 | D |
| It’s all the same, | only the names wil | l change |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| And | ev’ry | day, it seems we’re | wasting a | way |
| A | Gadd9 | D |
| A | nother place, where the | faces are so | cold |
| Gadd9 | D | D | C | A |
| I’d | drive all | night, just to | get | back | home |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I’m a | cowboy | , on a | steel horse I | ride |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I’m | wanted | , | dead or a | live |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| Wanted | , | dead or a | live |
| A | Gadd9 | D |
| Some | times I sleep, some | times it’s not for | days |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| And | people I meet | , always | go their separate | ways |
| A | Gadd9 | D |
| Some | times you tell the day, by the | bottle that you | drink |
| Gadd9 | D | D | C | A |
| Some | times when you’re a | lone, | all you | do is | think |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I’m a | cowboy | , on a | steel horse I | ride |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I’m | wanted | , | dead or a | live |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| Wanted | , | dead or a | live |
| A | Gadd9 | D |
| And I | walk these streets, a loaded | six string on my | back |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I | play for keeps | , ‘cause I | might not make it | back |
| A | Gadd9 | D |
| I been ev’ry where, still I’m | standing | tall |
| Gadd9 | D | D | C | A |
| I’ve | seen a milion | faces, and I’ve | rocked | them all | |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I’m a | cowboy | , on a | steel horse I | ride |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I’m | wanted | , | dead or a | live |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I’m a | cowboy | , I got the | night on my | side |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I’m | wanted | , | dead or a | live |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| Dead or a | live | , | dead or | alive |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| I still | try I still | ride, | dead or | alive |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| Dead or a | live, | dead or | alive |
| Gadd9 | D | C | A |
| Dead or a | live, | dead or | alive |
| Am | Am7/G | Fmaj7 | Eaug | E |
| | | | | x2, second time with “do do do” |
| Am | G |
| Where have all the good men gone and | where are all the gods? |
| F | Eaug | E |
| Where’s the street-wise Hercules to | fight the rising | odds? |
| Am | Em |
| Isn’t there a white knight u | pon a fiery steed? |
| Dm | Eaug | E |
| Late at night I toss and turn and I dr | eam of what I n | eed |
| Am | Em |
| I need a | hero, I’m holding out for a | hero ‘til the end of the night |
| F |
| He’s | gotta be strong and he’s gotta be fast |
| C | G |
| And he’s | gotta be fresh from the f | ight |
| Am | Em |
| I need a | hero, I’m holding out for a | hero ‘til the morning light |
| F |
| He’s | gotta be sure, and it’s gotta be soon |
| C | G |
| And he’s | gotta be larger than | life |
| Am | G |
| Somewhere after midnight in my | wildest fantasy |
| F | Eaug | E |
| Somewhere just beyond my reach there’s | someone reaching back for | me |
| Am | Em |
| Racing on the thunder and ri | sing with the heat |
| Dm | Eaug | E |
| It’s gonna take a superman to | sweep me off my | feet, yeah! |
| Am | Em |
| I need a | hero, I’m holding out for a | hero ‘til the end of the night |
| F |
| He’s | gotta be strong and he’s gotta be fast |
| C | G |
| And he’s | gotta be fresh from the f | ight |
| Am | Em |
| I need a | hero, I’m holding out for a | hero ‘til the morning light |
| F |
| And he’s | gotta be sure, and it’s gotta be soon |
| C | G |
| And he’s | gotta be larger than | life |
| Em |
| I’m holding out for a | hero ‘til the end of the night |
| Am | Am | Am | Am |
| F/A | Dm/A | Bm7b5/A | Am |
| | | | |
| Am |
| Up where the mountains meet the heavens above |
| F |
| Out where the lightning splits the sea |
| Dm | E | Am |
| I could swear there is | someone somewhere | watching me |
| Am |
| Through the wind and the chill and the rain |
| F |
| And the storm and the flood |
| Dm | E | Am |
| I can feel his approach | like the fire in my | blood |
| Ebdim7 |
| Like the fire in my blood, like the fire in my blood |
| Eaug | E |
| Like the fire in my blood, like the fire in my | blood, | aah |
| Am | Em |
| I need a | hero, I’m holding out for a | hero ‘til the end of the night |
| F |
| He’s | gotta be strong and he’s gotta be fast |
| C | G |
| And he’s | gotta be fresh from the f | ight |
| Am | Em |
| I need a | hero, I’m holding out for a | hero ‘til the morning light |
| F |
| He’s | gotta be sure, and it’s gotta be soon |
| C | G |
| And he’s | gotta be larger than | life |
| Am | Em |
| I need a | hero, I’m holding out for a | hero ‘til the end of the night |
| Am | E | C |
| Oh baby baby, how | was I supposed to | know |
| D | E |
| That | something wasn’t | right here |
| Am | E | C |
| Oh baby baby, I | shouldn’t have let you | go |
| D | E |
| And | now you’re out of | sight, dear |
| Am | E |
| Show me how you want it | to be |
| C | D | E |
| Tell me | baby ‘cause I need to | know oh, | just because |
| Am | E |
| My loneliness is | killing me (and I) |
| C | D | E |
| I must confess I | still believe | (still believe) |
| Am | E |
| When I’m not with you I | lose my mind |
| C | D | E |
| Give me a | sign, | hit me baby | one more time |
| Am | E | C |
| Oh baby baby, the | reason I breathe is | you |
| D | E |
| Boy you’ve got me | blinded |
| Am | E | C |
| Oh pretty baby, there’s | nothin’ that I | wouldn’t do |
| D | E |
| That’s | not the way I | planned it |
| Am | E |
| Show me how you want it | to be |
| C | D | E |
| Tell me | baby ‘cause I need to | know oh, | just because |
| Am | E |
| My loneliness is | killing me (and I) |
| C | D | E |
| I must confess I | still believe | (still believe) |
| Am | E |
| When I’m not with you I | lose my mind |
| C | D | E |
| Give me a | sign, | hit me baby | one more time |
| F | G |
| Oh baby baby, how | was I supposed to know |
| F | G |
| Oh pretty baby, | please |
| Am | E |
| I must con | fess that my loneli | ness |
| D | E | F |
| Don’t you | know I | still bel | ieve |
| F | D | E |
| Just | give me a sign, and | hit me baby | one more time |
| Am | E |
| My loneliness is | killing me (and I) |
| C | D | E |
| I must confess I | still believe | (still believe) |
| Am | E |
| When I’m not with you I | lose my mind |
| C | D | E |
| Give me a | sign, | hit me baby | one more time |
| Am | Am |
| | Yeah YEAH yeah yeah yeah |
| Am | Am |
| | Yeah YEAH yeah yeah yeah |
| Am | E | Am |
| I think I | did it a | gain |
| F | E |
| I made you bel | ieve we were more than just fr | iends (Oh baby) |
| Am | E | Am |
| It might | seem like a c | rush |
| F | E |
| But it doesn’t m | ean that I’m seriou | s |
| F | E |
| ‘Cause to l | ose all my se | nses |
| F | G |
| That is jus | t so typically | me |
Oh baby, baby
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops I | did it a | gain |
| G | C | G | C |
| I pl | ayed with your he | art, got l | ost in the g | ame |
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops you t | hink I’m in l | ove |
| G | C |
| That I’m | sent from ab | ove |
| Am | E | Am |
| You | see my | problem is | this |
| E | Am |
| Wishing that | heroes, they truly ex | ist |
| Am | E | Am |
| I cry, | watching the | days |
| F | E |
| Can’t you see I’m a | fool in so many w | ays |
| F | E |
| ‘Cause to l | ose all my se | nses |
| F | G |
| That is jus | t so typically | me |
Oh baby, baby
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops I | did it a | gain |
| G | C | G | C |
| I pl | ayed with your he | art, got l | ost in the g | ame |
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops you t | hink I’m in l | ove |
| G | C |
| That I’m | sent from ab | ove |
Britney, before you go
There's something I want you to have
Oh, it's beautiful, but wait a minute, isnt this...?
Yeah, yes it is
| F | G |
| But I thought the old lady dropped it into the o | cean in the end |
| Am |
| Well baby, I went down and got it for you |
Oh, you shouldnt have
| Am | E | Am | G | C |
| Oops | I | did it a | gain to your | heart |
| G | C | E |
| Got lo | st in | this game, oh ba | by |
| Am | E | Am | G | C |
| Oops | you | think that I’m s | ent from a | bove |
| F | G |
| I’m n | ot that innoc | ent |
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops I | did it a | gain |
| G | C | G | C |
| I pl | ayed with your he | art, got l | ost in the g | ame |
| Am | E | Am |
| Oops you t | hink I’m in l | ove |
| G | C |
| That I’m | sent from ab | ove |
How you doin’ out there?
You ever seem to have one of those days
When everyone seemed to be on your case
From your teacher all the way down
To your best girlfriend?
Well you know that used to happen just about all the time
But I found a way to get out of it
Let me tell you 'bout it
| D |
| S | ittin’ in the classroom thinkin’ it’s a drag |
| Bb |
| Ll | istening to the teacher rap just ain’t my bag |
| D |
| When t | wo bells ring you know that’s my cue |
| Bb |
| G | onna meet the boys on floor number 2 |
| G | D |
| Sm | okin’ in the boys room, sm | okin’ in the boys room |
| A | G |
| Now t | eacher don’t you fill me | up with your rules |
| A | G | D |
| Everybody knows that sm | okin’ ain’t allowed in sch | ool |
| D |
| C | heckin’ out the halls makin’ sure the coast is clear |
| Bb |
| L | ookin’ in the stalls, no there ain’t nobody here |
| D |
| My buddies Sixx, Mick, and Tom |
| Bb |
| To | get caught would surely be the death of us all |
| G | D |
| Sm | okin’ in the boys room, sm | okin’ in the boys room |
| A | G |
| Now t | eacher don’t you fill me | up with your rules |
| A | G | D |
| Everybody knows that sm | okin’ ain’t allowed in sch | ool |
| D |
| P | ut me to work in the school book store |
| Bb |
| Ch | eck-out counter and I got bored |
| D |
| Te | acher was lookin’ for me all around |
| Bb |
| T | wo hours later you know where I was found |
| G | D |
| Sm | okin’ in the boys room, yes indeed, I was sm | okin’ in the boys room |
| A | G |
| Now t | eacher don’t you fill me | up with your rules |
| A | G | D |
| Everybody knows that sm | okin’ ain’t allowed in sch | ool |
One more...
| G | D |
| Sm | okin’ in the boys room, sm | okin’ in the boys room |
| A | G |
| Now t | eacher I ain’t foolin’ ar | ound with your rules |
| A | G | D |
| Everybody knows that sm | okin’ ain’t allowed in sch | ool |
| D |
| In the d | ay we sweat it out in the streets |
| G | A |
| Of a r | unaway American dr | eam |
| D |
| At n | ight we ride through mansions of glory |
| G | G/F# |
| Spr | ung from cages out on h | ighway 9 |
| Em |
| Chrome wh | eeled, fuel injected |
| G/F# | D | D9 |
| And st | eppin’ out over the lin | e, | oh |
| G | G/F# |
| B | aby this town rips the b | ones from your back |
| Em | G/F# |
| It’s a d | eath trap, it’s a s | uicide rap |
| D | Bm |
| We gotta g | et out while we’re y | oung |
| A | D |
| B | aby we were born to r | un |
| D |
| Wendy l | et me in I wanna be your friend |
| G | A |
| I wanna g | uard your dreams and v | isions |
| D |
| Just wr | ap your legs ‘round these velvet rims |
| G | A |
| And str | ap your hands ‘cross my | engines |
| G | G/F# |
| Tog | ether we could b | reak this trap |
| Em |
| We’ll | run till we drop |
| G/F# | D | D9 |
| Baby we’ll never go b | ack, | oh |
| G | G/F# |
| Will you w | alk with me out on the | wire? |
| Em | G/F# |
| ‘Cause | baby I’m just a scared and | lonely rider |
| D | Bm |
| But I g | otta know how it | feels |
| G |
| I want to kn | ow if love is wild |
| A | D |
| Babe I w | ant to know if love is r | eal |
| C |
| Bey | ond the Palace hemi-powered drones |
| F |
| Sc | ream down the boulevard |
| G |
| The girls | comb their hair in rearview mirrors |
| A# |
| And the | boys try to look so hard |
| C |
| The amu | sement park rises bold and stark |
| F |
| Kids are | huddled on the beach in a mist |
| G |
| I wanna | die with you Wendy on the streets tonight |
| A# |
| In an | everlasting kiss |
| D |
| The h | ighway’s jammed with broken heroes on a |
| G | A |
| L | ast chance power d | rive |
| D |
| Everyb | ody’s out on the run tonight but there’s |
| G | A |
| N | o place left to | hide |
| G | G/F# |
| Tog | ether Wendy we’ll l | ive with the sadness |
| Em | G/F# | D | D9 |
| I’ll l | ove you with all the | madness in my s | oul, | oh |
| G | G/F# |
| S | omeday girl I | don’t know when we’re gonna |
| G/F# | D |
| Where we r | eally want to g | o |
| Bm |
| And we’ll walk in the | sun |
| G | A | D | Bm |
| But ‘til then tr | amps like us b | aby we were born to r | un | |
| G | A | D | Bm |
| Ah honey tr | amps like us b | aby we were born to r | un | |
| G | A | D |
| Come on Wendy tr | amps like us b | aby we were born to r | un |
| A | D |
| I had a friend was a big | baseball player |
| A | D |
| He could throw that | speedball by you |
| A | D |
| Make you look like a | fool boy |
| E |
| Saw him the other night at this roadside bar |
| D |
| I was walking | in and he was walking out |
| E |
| We went back | inside sat down, had a few drinks |
| D | E |
| But al | l he kept talking a | bout was |
| A | D |
| Glory days they’ll | pass you by |
| A | D |
| Glory days in the wink of a | young girl’s eye |
| A | E |
| Glory days, glory | days |
| A | D |
| There’s a girl that lives up the | block |
| A | D |
| Back in | school she could turn all the boys’ heads | |
| A | D |
| Sometimes | on a Friday I’ll stop | by and have a few drinks |
| A | D |
| After she put her kids to bed | |
| E |
| Her and her | husband Bobby well they split up |
| D |
| I guess | it’s two years gone by now |
| E |
| We just sit | around talking about the old times |
| D | E |
| She says when she feels like | crying she starts laughing | thinking about |
| A | D |
| Glory days they’ll | pass you by |
| A | D |
| Glory days in the wink of a | young girl’s eye |
| A | E |
| Glory days, glory | days |
| A | D |
| Think I’m going down to the | well tonight |
| A | D |
| And I’m going to | drink till I get my fill | |
| A | D |
| And I hop | e when I get old I don’t sit around | thinking about it |
| E |
| Yeah, just sitti | ng back trying to recapture |
| D |
| A l | ittle of the glory-a |
| E |
| But ti | me slips away and leaves you with nothing mister but |
| A | D |
| Glory days they’ll | pass you by |
| A | D |
| Glory days in the wink of a | young girl’s eye |
| A | E |
| Glory days, glory | days |
| A | D |
| Yea they’ll | pass you by |
| A | D |
| Glory days in the wink of a | young girl’s eye |
| A | E |
| Glory days, glory | days |
| C | F | C |
| A | screen door slams, | Mary’s | dress waves |
| F |
| Like a vision she dances across the porch as the | radio plays |
| G |
| Roy Orbison singing for the | lonely |
| C | F |
| Hey that’s | me and I want you | only |
| C | G |
| Don’t turn me home again, I | just can’t face myself a | lone again |
| C | F | C |
| Don’t | run back inside, darlin, | you know just what I’m | here for |
So you're scared and you're thinking that
| Em | F |
| Maybe we ain’t that | young any more |
| G |
| Show a little faith, there’s magic in the | night |
| C | F |
| You ain’t a | beauty but hey you’re all | right |
| C | G |
| Oh and | that’s alright with | me |
| C | Am |
| You can | hide beneath your covers and | study your pain |
| C | F |
| Make | crosses from your lovers, throw | roses in the rain |
| C | Em |
| Waste your summer | praying in vain for a |
| F | G |
| Savior to rise from these | streets |
| C | Am |
| Well now | I’m no hero that’s | understood |
| C | F |
| All the re | demption I can offer girl is | beneath this dirty hood |
| C | Em |
| With a chance to make it | good somehow hey |
| F | G |
| What else can we do | now except |
| C | F | C |
| Roll down the window and | let the wind blow | back your hair |
Well the night’s busting open these
| Em | F |
| Two lanes can take us | anywhere |
| G |
| We got one last chance to make it | real |
| C | F |
| To | trade in these wings on some | wheels |
| C | G |
| Climb in back, heaven’s | waiting down on the | tracks |
| C | Am |
| Oh come | take my hand |
| C | F |
| We’re | ridin’ out tonight to | case the promised land |
| C | Em | F | G |
| Oh | oh thunder Road, | oh thunder road, | oh thunder road |
| C | F/A |
| Lyin’ out there like a | killer in the sun |
| C | F |
| Hey | I know it’s late, we can | make it if we run |
| C | Em | F | G | C |
| Oh | oh thunder road, sit | tight, take | hold, thunder | road |
| F | G6 | C |
| Well I | got this guitar and I | learned how to make it | talk |
| Am |
| And my | car’s out back if you’re |
| Fmaj7 | G |
| Ready to take that | long | walk |
| F | G |
| From your | front porch to my front | seat |
| Em | Am |
| The door’s | open but the ride it ain’t | free |
| F | F/E | Dm7 | F/C |
| And | I know you’re | hungry for words that | I ain’t | spoken |
| G |
| To | night we’ll be free, all the promises will be broken |
| C | F | C |
| There were | ghosts in the eyes of | all the boys you | sent away |
| C | Em |
| They haunt this | dusty beach road in the | skeleton frames of |
| G |
| They scream your name at night in the | street |
| C | F |
| Your graduation | gown lies in rags at their | feet |
| Em |
| And in the | lonely cool before dawn |
| F |
| You hear their | engines roaring on |
| F | G |
| But when you | get to the porch, they’re | gone |
| F | Dm |
| On the | wind, so Mary climb | in |
| F | G | C |
| It’s a | town full of losers, and I’m | pulling out of here to w | in |
| C | G | C | F |
| C | G |
| F | F/E | F/D | F/C |
| → | → | → | |
| C | Am7 | G |
| Oh | thinking about our you | nger years |
| Dm | Am |
| There was | only you and | me |
| Bb | G |
| We were y | oung and wild and f | ree |
| C | Am7 | G |
| Now n | othing can take you a | way from me |
| Dm | Am |
| We’ve been | down that road be | fore |
| G |
| You keep me | coming back for more |
| F | G | Am |
| Baby you’re | all that I | want |
| C | F |
| And when you’re | lying here in my | arms |
| F | G | Am | G |
| I’m | finding it | hard believ | e, we’re in hea | ven |
| F | G | Am |
| And | love is | all that I | need |
| C | F |
| And I | found it there in your | heart |
| F | G | Am | G |
| It i | sn’t too h | ard to | see we’re in hea | ven |
| C | Am7 | G |
| Oh | once in your life you f | ind someone |
| Dm | Am |
| Who will | turn your world ar | ound |
| Bb | G |
| Bring you | up when you’re feelin’ d | own |
| C | Am7 | G |
| Yeah | nothing can change what you | mean to me |
| Dm | Am |
| Ooh, there’s | lots that I could | say |
| G |
| ‘Cause our l | ove will light the way |
| F | G | Am |
| And | baby you’re | all that I | want |
| C | F |
| When you’re | lying here in my | arms |
| F | G | Am | G |
| I’m | finding it | hard believ | e, we’re in hea | ven |
| F | G | Am |
| Yeah | love is | all that I | need |
| C | F |
| And I | found it there in your | heart |
| F | G | Am | G |
| It i | sn’t too h | ard to | see we’re in hea | ven |
| Dm | C/E | F |
| I’ve been waiting | for so | long |
| G | Am |
| For something | to a | rrive |
| G/B |
| For love to come a | long |
| C | Dm | C/E | F |
| | Now our dreams are | coming tr | ue |
| C |
| Through the good times and the | bad |
| Gsus4 | G |
| Yeah, I’ll be | standing there by | you |
| F | G | Am |
| And | baby you’re | all that I | want |
| C | F |
| When you’re | lying here in my | arms |
| F | G | Am | G |
| I’m | finding it | hard believ | e, we’re in hea | ven |
| F | G | Am |
| And | love is | all that I | need |
| C | F |
| And I | found it there in your | heart |
| F | G | Am | G |
| I | sn’t too h | ard to | see we’re in hea | ven, heaven |
| F | G | Am | C | F |
| Woah, | woah, | oh | | |
| F | G | Am | G |
| You’re | all that I | want, you’re | all that I need | |
| A |
| I got my first real six-string |
| E |
| Bought it at the five-and-dime |
| A |
| Played it ‘til my fingers bled |
| E |
| It was the summer of ‘69 |
| A |
| Me and some guys from school |
| E |
| Had a band and we tried real hard |
| A |
| Jimmy quit and Jody got married |
| E |
| I shoulda known we’d never get far |
| F#m | E |
| Oh when I | look back now |
| A | D |
| That summer seemed to | last forever |
| F#m | E |
| Oh and if I | had my choice |
| A | D |
| Yeah I’d always | wanna be there |
| F#m | E |
| Those were the | best days of my life |
| A |
| Ain’t no use in complainin’ |
| E |
| When you got a job to do |
| A |
| Spent my evenings down at the drive-in |
| E |
| And that’s where I met you |
| F#m | E |
| Standin’ on your | mama’s porch |
| A | D |
| You told me that you’d | wait forever |
| F#m | E |
| Oh, and when you | held my hand |
| A | D |
| I knew that it was | now or never |
| F#m | E |
| Those were the | best days of my life |
| A | E |
| A | E |
| Back in the summer of | ’69 | |
| C | F |
| Man we were | killing time |
| G | F |
| We were | young and restless we | needed to unwind |
| C | F | G |
| I guess | nothin’ can last for | ever- forever, no |
| A |
| And now the times are changing |
| E |
| Look at everything that’s come and gone |
| A |
| Sometimes when I play that old six-string |
| E |
| I think about you ‘n’ wonder what went wrong |
| F#m | E |
| Oh when I | look back now |
| A | D |
| That summer seemed to | last forever |
| F#m | E |
| Oh and if I | had my choice |
| A | D |
| Yeah I’d always | wanna be there |
| F#m | E |
| Those were the | best days of my life |
| D | G | A7 |
| Everyday, | it’s a gettin’ | closer |
| D | G | A7 |
| Goin’ faster | than a roller | coaster |
| D | G | A7 | D | G | D | A7 |
| Love like yours will | surely | come my | way, | hey, | hey, | hey |
| D | G | A7 |
| Everyday, | it’s a gettin’ | faster |
| D | G | A7 |
| Everyone says | go ahead and | ask her |
| D | G | A7 | D | G | D | A7 |
| Love like yours will | surely | come my | way, | hey, | hey, | hey |
| G |
| Ev | eryday seems a little longer |
| C |
| Ev | ery way, love’s a little stronger |
| F |
| C | ome what may, do you ever long for |
| Bb | A | A7 |
| T | rue love from | me? | |
| D | G | A7 |
| Everyday, | it’s a gettin’ | closer |
| D | G | A7 |
| Goin’ faster | than a roller | coaster |
| D | G | A7 | D | G | D | A7 |
| Love like yours will | surely | come my | way, | hey, | hey, | hey |
| D | G | A7 |
| Everyday, | it’s a gettin’ | faster |
| D | G | A7 |
| Everyone says | go ahead and | ask her |
| D | G | A7 | D | G | D | A7 |
| Love like yours will | surely | come my | way, | hey, | hey, | hey |
| G |
| Ev | eryday seems a little longer |
| C |
| Ev | ery way, love’s a little stronger |
| F |
| C | ome what may, do you ever long for |
| Bb | A | A7 |
| T | rue love from | me? | |
| D | G | A7 |
| Everyday, | it’s a gettin’ | closer |
| D | G | A7 |
| Goin’ faster | than a roller | coaster |
| D | G | A7 | D | G | D | A7 |
| Love like yours will | surely | come my | way, | hey, | hey, | hey |
| D | G | A7 | D |
| Love like yours will | surely | come my | way |
| A | D |
| If you knew | Peggy Sue |
| A | D | A |
| Then you’d | know why | I feel blue |
| D | A | D | A |
| About | Peggy, my Peggy | Sue | | |
| E7 |
| Oh well, I | love you gal |
| D | A | D | A | E7 |
| Yes I | love you, Peggy | Sue | | | |
| A | D | A |
| Oh how | my heart | yearns for you |
| D | A | D | A |
| Oh | Peggy, my Peggy | Sue | | |
| E7 |
| Oh well, I | love you gal |
| D | A | D | A | E7 |
| Yes I | love you, Peggy | Sue | | | |
| F | A |
| Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty | Peggy Sue |
| D | A | D | A |
| Oh Peg | gy, my Peggy | Sue | | |
| E7 |
| Oh well, I | love you gal |
| D | A | D | A | E7 |
| And I | need you, Peggy | Sue | | | |
| A | D | A | D | A |
| D | A | D | A |
| E7 | D | A | D | A | E7 |
| | | | | | |
| A | D | A | D | A |
| I love you | Peggy Sue | with a | love so | rare and true |
| D | A | D | A |
| Oh | Peggy, my Peggy | Sue | | |
| E7 |
| Oh well, I | love you gal |
| D | A | D | A | E7 |
| Yes I | want you, Peggy | Sue | | | |
| F | A |
| Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty | Peggy Sue |
| D | A | D | A |
| Oh Peg | gy, my Peggy | Sue | | |
| E7 |
| Oh well, I | love you gal |
| D | A | D | A | E7 |
| And I | need you, Peggy | Sue | | | |
| A | D | A | D | A |
| I love you | Peggy Sue | with a | love so | rare and true |
| D | A | D | A |
| Oh | Peggy, my Peggy | Sue | | |
| E7 |
| Oh well, I | love you gal |
| D | A | D | A | E7 |
| Yes I | want you, Peggy | Sue | | | |
| E7 |
| Oh well, I | love you gal |
| D | A | D | A | E7 |
| And I | need you, Peggy | Sue | | | |
| D |
| Well, | that’ll be the day, when you say goodbye |
| A |
| Yes, | that’ll be the day, when you make me cry |
| D |
| You | say you’re gonna leave, you know it’s a lie |
| A | E7 | A |
| ‘Cause | that’ll be the day | when I | die |
| D | A |
| Well, you | give me all your loving and your | turtle doving |
| D | A |
| All your hugs and kisses and your | money too |
| D | A |
| Well, | you know you love me baby, | until you tell me, maybe |
| B | E7 |
| That some day, well | I’ll be blue |
| D |
| Well, | that’ll be the day, when you say goodbye |
| A |
| Yes, | that’ll be the day, when you make me cry |
| D |
| You | say you’re gonna leave, you know it’s a lie |
| A | E7 | A |
| ‘Cause | that’ll be the day | when I | die |
| D | A |
| Well, | when Cupid shot his dart | he shot it at your heart |
| D | A |
| So if we ever part and | I leave you |
| D | A |
| You sit and hold me and you | tell me boldly |
| B | E7 |
| That some day, well | I’ll be blue |
| D |
| Well, | that’ll be the day, when you say goodbye |
| A |
| Yes, | that’ll be the day, when you make me cry |
| D |
| You | say you’re gonna leave, you know it’s a lie |
| A | E7 | A |
| ‘Cause | that’ll be the day | when I | die |
| D |
| Well, | that’ll be the day, woo hoo |
| A |
| That’ll be the day, woo hoo |
| D |
| That’ll be the day, woo hoo |
| E | Asus2 |
| There’s somethin’ happenin’ | here |
| E | Asus2 |
| What it | is ain’t exactly | clear |
| E | Asus2 |
| There’s a | man with a gun over | there |
| E | Asus2 |
| A-tellin’ | me I’ve got to beware | |
| E |
| I think it’s time we | stop |
| D |
| Children, | what’s that sound? |
| A | C | E |
| Everybody look what’s | goin’ down | |
| E | Asus2 |
| There’s battle lines bein’ | drawn |
| E | Asus2 |
| Nobody’s | right if everybody’s | wrong |
| E | Asus2 |
| Young people speakin’ their | minds |
| E | Asus2 |
| A-gettin’ | so much resistance | from behind |
| E |
| I think it’s time we | stop |
| D |
| Hey, | what’s that sound? |
| A | C | E |
| Everybody look what’s | goin’ down | |
| E | Asus2 | G |
| What a field day for the | heat | |
| E | Asus2 | G |
| A thousand people in the | street | |
| E | Asus2 |
| Singin’ | songs and a-carryin’ | signs |
| E | Asus2 |
| Mostly sayin’ hooray for our | side |
| E |
| I think it’s time we | stop |
| D |
| Hey, | what’s that sound? |
| A | C | E |
| Everybody look what’s | goin’ down | |
| E | Asus2 |
| Paranoia strikes | deep |
| E | Asus2 |
| Into your | life it will | creep |
| E | Asus2 |
| It starts when you’re always | afraid |
| E | Asus2 |
| Step out of | line, the men come and | take you away |
| E | D |
| You better | stop, hey, | what’s that sound? |
| A | C |
| Everybody look what’s | goin’ |
| E | D |
| You better | stop, hey, | what’s that sound? |
| A | C |
| Everybody look what’s | goin’ |
| E | D |
| You better | stop, hey, | what’s that sound? |
| A | C | E |
| Everybody look what’s | goin’ | down |
| A |
| When she walks she swings her arms |
| A |
| When she talks she moves her mouth |
| A | D |
| And I’ve | waited for her for so | long |
| A | E |
| I’ve wait | ed for her for s | o long |
| A | D |
| I’ve | wondered if I could han | g on |
| A | E |
| I’ve | wondered if I could ha | ng on |
| A | B7 |
| Let me go she said, | let me go she said |
| D | E |
| Let me go and I | will want you more |
| A | B7 |
| Let me go she said, | let me goooo |
| D | E |
| Let me go and I | will want you |
| A |
| When she wants she wants the sun |
| A |
| When she sees she sees the stars |
| A | D |
| And I’ve | waited for her for so | long |
| A | E |
| I’ve wait | ed for her for s | o long |
| A | D |
| I’ve | wondered if I could han | g on |
| A | E |
| I’ve | wondered if I could ha | ng on |
| A | B7 |
| Let me go she said, | let me go she said |
| D | E |
| Let me go and I | will want you more |
| A | B7 |
| Let me go she said, | let me goooo |
| D | E |
| Let me go and I | will want you |
| A | B7 |
| Let me go she said, | let me go she said |
| D | E |
| Let me go she said | let me gooo |
| A | B7 |
| Let me go she said, | let me goooo |
| D | E |
| Let me go, | let me gooo |
| A | B7 |
| Let... me... go... | let... me... go... |
| D | E |
| Let... me... go... | let, let, let me goooo |
| A | B7 |
| Let... me... go... | let... me... go... |
| D | E |
| Let... me... go... | let me goooo |
| G | C | D | Em | D |
| Ever ever | after | | | | |
| Em7 | G/B | D5 | G | Am7 | G/B | Cadd9 | D |
| Storybook en | dings fai | rytales co | ming t | rue | | | |
| Em7 | G/B | D5 | G | Am7 | G/B | Cadd9 | D |
| Deep down i | nside we wa | nt to bel | ieve they still | do | | | |
| Em7 | C | D | Em7 | D/F# |
| In our secretest | heart, | it’s our favorite part | of the stor | y |
| G | Am7 | G/B | C | D |
| Let’s just ad | mit we | all want to ma | ke it | to |
| Em7 | D |
| If we just don’t ge | t it our own w | ay |
| D | Em7 | D |
| It may only | be a wish away | | |
| Em7 | G/B | D5 | G | Am7 | G/B | Cadd9 | D |
| Start a new fa | shion w | ear your | heart on your slee | ve | | | |
| Em7 | G/B | D5 | G | Am7 | G/B | Cadd9 | D |
| Sometimes we r | each what’s r | eal just by | making bel | iev | e | | |
| Em7 | C |
| Unafraid, unashame | d |
| D | Em7 | D/F# |
| There is joy to be cla | imed in this worl | d |
| G | Am7 | G/B | C | D |
| You even migh | t wind u | p being gla | d to be yo | u |
| Gm7 |
| Though the world will tell you | |
| Em7 | D |
| If you let your heart | | |
| Gm |
| No wonder your | heart feels it’s flying |
| Bb |
| Your hea | d feels it’s spinning |
| Gm | F | Ab |
| Let yourself | be enc | hanted |
| Bb | Cm7 | F |
| You | just might break thr | ough | |
| F | Gm7 | F |
| Forever could | even start to | day | |
| F | Gm7 | F |
| Maybe it’s | just one wish a | way | |
| Bb | Eb | F | Gm7 | F |
| Your ever ever | after | | | | |
| Bb | Eb | F | Gm7 | F |
| | | | Ever ever | ever |
| Bb | Eb | F | Gm7 | F |
| (After) I’ve been | dreaming of a | true love’s | kiss | |
| Bb | Eb | F | Gm7 | F |
| | | | Ever ever | ever |
| D | G | D | Asus4 | A |
| D | D7 | G/B | Gm/Bb | D | A | D |
| | | | | | | |
| G |
| S | o cute with fuzzy hair |
| D | A |
| Once upon a time I was so | nice |
| D | D7 |
| Now I’m | loved and hugged no | more |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And I’m | stuck here at this | store |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| And | nine ninety | nine is my new | price | | |
| G |
| All | glossy black and brown |
| D | A |
| In a | high rise apartment oh so f | ancy |
| D | D7 |
| But I | lost my button | eye |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And be | gan to slowly | die |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| And | now it’s up to | you to bring me | mercy | | |
| D |
| This | little soul of mine |
| D | A |
| And | if you’ve got some thread then you can | fix me |
| D | D7 |
| I’m | torn old and | pale |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And | I am for | sale |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| What I need is | for someone to | pick me | | |
| D |
| I was | put out with the trash |
| D | A |
| Torn dirty and clean out of | luck |
| D | D7 |
| But the | garbage men were | kind |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And they | sewed up my be | hind |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| And | put me on the | grill of their | truck | | |
| D |
| I lived there for a year |
| D | A |
| Til | l one day I fell underneath the | tires |
| D | D7 |
| Now the | only single | way |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| I’ll go | home with you | today |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| Is if you’re | desperate for a | doll that’s sick and | tired | | |
| D |
| This | little soul of mine |
| D | A |
| And | if you’ve got some thread then you can | fix me |
| D | D7 |
| I’m | torn old and | pale |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And | I am for | sale |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| What I need is | for someone to | pick me | | |
| D |
| But | that’s just what you did |
| G |
| You | saved me little kid |
| D | A |
| You | saw that I had stories left to | tell |
| D | D7 |
| Now your | mom is getting | used to a |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| Al | though she is con | fused by a |
| D | A | D |
| Slightly stinky | old bear | smell |
| D |
| This | little soul of mine |
| D | A |
| And | if you’ve got some thread then you can | fix me |
| D | D7 |
| I’m | torn old and | pale |
| G/B | Gm/Bb |
| And | I am for | sale |
| D | A |
| What I need is | for someone |
| D | A |
| What I need is | for someone |
| D | A | D | G | D |
| What I need is | for someone to | pick me | | |
| Am | D7 | G |
| La la la | la la la | la |
| Cmaj7 | F |
| La la la la | la la | la |
| Dm | E | E7 |
| La la la la la la | la | |
| Am | D7 | G |
| Now that I’ve | lost everything to | you |
| Cmaj7 | F |
| You say you | wanna start something | new |
| Dm | E |
| And it’s | breakin’ my heart you’re | leavin’ |
Baby, I’m grievin’
| Am | D7 | G |
| But if you wanna | leave, take good | care |
| Cmaj7 | F |
| Hope you have a | lot of nice things to | wear |
| Dm | E | G7 |
| But then a | lot of nice things turn | bad out | there |
| C | G | F |
| Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
| G | F | C |
| It’s hard to get | by just upon a | smile |
| C | G | F |
| Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
| G | F | C | Dm | E |
| I’ll always re | member you like a | child, girl | | |
| Am | D7 | G |
| You know I’ve seen a | lot of what the world can | do |
| Cmaj7 | F |
| And it’s | breakin’ my heart in | two |
| Dm | E |
| Because I | never wanna see you a | sad, girl |
Don’t be a bad girl
| Am | D7 | G |
| But if you wanna | leave, take good | care |
| Cmaj7 | F |
| Hope you make a | lot of nice friends out | there |
| Dm | E | G7 |
| But just re | member there’s a lot of bad, | and be | ware |
| C | G | F |
| Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
| G | F | C |
| It’s hard to get | by just upon a | smile |
| C | G | F |
| Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
| G | F | C | Dm | E |
| I’ll always re | member you like a | child, girl | | |
| Am | D7 | G |
| La la la | la la la | la |
| Cmaj7 | F |
| La la la la | la la | la |
| Dm | E |
| La la la la la la | la |
| Am | D7 | G |
| But if you wanna | leave, take good | care |
| Cmaj7 | F |
| Hope you make a | lot of nice friends out | there |
| Dm | E | G7 |
| But just re | member there’s a lot of bad, | and be | ware |
| C | G | F |
| Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
| G | F | C |
| It’s hard to get | by just upon a | smile |
| C | G | F |
| Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
| G | F | C |
| I’ll always re | member you like a | child, girl |
| C | G | F |
| Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
| G | F | C |
| It’s hard to get | by just upon a | smile |
| C | G | F |
| Oh, | baby, baby, it’s a | wild world |
| G | F | C |
| I’ll always re | member you like a | child, girl |
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[Em][B7][C][B7sus4][B7][Am][Am/G][B7]
After all you put me through, you'd think I despise you
But in the end I want to thank you 'cause you made me that much stronger
| Em | G | D | Em |
| I | thought I knew | you thinking | that you were | true |
| Em | G |
| I guess | I couldn’t | trust called your bluff |
| D | Em |
| Time is | up ‘cause I’ve had e | nough |
| Em | G | D | Em |
| You were | there by my | side always | down for the ri | de |
| Em | G |
| But your | joy ride just | came down in flames |
| D | Em |
| ‘Cause your | greed sold me out of | shame |
Mmmm...
| Am |
| After all of the stealing and cheating |
You probably think that I hold resentment for
| G | Em | G | Em |
| You | no no | | you’re wrong |
| Am |
| ‘Cause if it wasn’t for all that you tried to do |
| C | D | B |
| I wouldn’t know just | how capable I | am to pull through |
| C | B |
| So I | wanna say | thank you |
| Em | D/F# |
| ‘Cause it | makes me that much | stronger |
| G | Am |
| Makes me work a little bit | harder |
| C | B7 |
| It | makes me that much | wiser |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | D/F# |
| Made me learn a little bit | faster |
| G | Am |
| Made my skin a little bit | thicker |
| C | B7 |
| It | makes me that much | smarter |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | G | D | Em |
| Never | saw it com | ing, all of | your backsta | bbing |
| Em | G |
| Just so | you could cash | in on a good thing |
| D | Em |
| Bef | ore I realized your | game |
| Em | G | D | Em |
| I heard | you’re going ‘ | round playing, | the victim | now |
| Em | G | D |
| But don’t | even be | gin feeling I’m the one to | blame |
| Em |
| ‘Cause you dug your own | grave, uh huh |
| Am |
| After all of the fights and the lies |
| G | Em |
| Yes you wanted to harm me but that won’t work any | more | |
| G | Em |
| Uh, no more, | oh no, | it’s over |
| Am |
| ‘Cause if it wasn’t for all of your torture |
| C | D | B |
| I | wouldn’t know how to | be this way now, and | never back down |
| C | B |
| So | I wanna say | thank you |
| Em | D/F# |
| ‘Cause it | makes me that much | stronger |
| G | Am |
| Makes me work a little bit | harder |
| C | B7 |
| Makes me that much | wiser |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | D/F# |
| Made me learn a little bit | faster |
| G | Am |
| Made my skin a little bit | thicker |
| C | B7 |
| Makes me that much | smarter |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | B7 | C |
| How could this | man I thought I | knew turn out to |
| B7 | Am | Am/G |
| Be | unjust so cruel | could only see | the good in |
| B7 |
| You | pretended not to see the truth |
| Em | B7 | C |
| You tried to | hide your lies dis | guise yourself |
| B7 | Am | Am/G |
| Through | living in denial | but in the | end you’ll see |
| Em | D/F# |
| I am a | fighter and I |
| C | B7 |
| There is no | turning back |
| Em | D/F# |
| ‘Cause it | makes me that much | stronger |
| G | Am |
| Makes me work a little bit | harder |
| C | B7 |
| Makes me that much | wiser |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| Em | D/F# |
| Made me learn a little bit | faster |
| G | Am |
| Made my skin a little bit | thicker |
| C | B7 |
| Makes me that much | smarter |
| Am | G | Em |
| So | thanks for | making me | a fighter |
| A |
| Left a good job in the city |
Workin’ for the man ev’ry night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleepin'
Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been
| E |
| Big wheel keep on turnin’ |
| F#m |
| Proud Mary keep on burnin’ |
| A |
| Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
| A |
| Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis |
Pumped a lot of ‘tane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of a city
'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen
| E |
| Big wheel keep on turnin’ |
| F#m |
| Proud Mary keep on burnin’ |
| A |
| Rollin’, rollin’, (rollin’), rollin’ on the river |
| A |
| Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
| A |
| If you come down to the river |
Bet you gonna find some people who live
You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money
People on the river are happy to give
| E |
| Big wheel keep on turnin’ |
| F#m |
| Proud Mary keep on burnin’ |
| A |
| Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
| A |
| Rollin’, (whoa), rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
| A |
| Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river |
| C | D | Bm7 | Cadd9 | C | D | Em | Em7 |
| C | D | Bm7 | Cadd9 | C | D |
| | | | | | |
| C | G | C | G | C | G | C | G |
| Lying | in my | bed I | hear the | clock t | ick and | think of | you |
| C | G | C | G | C | G | C | G |
| Caught | up in | cir | cles con | fu | sion is | nothing | new |
| C | D | Bm7 | C | C | D | Em | Em7 |
| Flash | back to | warm | nights | almost | left be | hind | |
| C | D | Bm7 | C | C | D |
| Suit | cases of | memo | ries | time | after |
| C | G | C | G | C | G | C | G |
| Someti | mes you p | icture | me I’m | walkin | g too | far ahea | d |
| C | G | C | G | C | G | C | G |
| You’re | calling | to | me, I | can’t | hear what | you’ve | said |
| C | D | Bm7 | C | C | D | Em | Em7 |
| Then y | ou s | ay | go | slow | I | fall be | hind | |
| C | D | Em | C |
| The | second | hand un | winds |
| D | Em | Em7 |
| If you’re | lost you can look and y | ou will find | me |
| D | Em | Em7 |
| If you fal | l I will catch you I’ll | be waiti | ng |
| C | G | C | G | C | G | C | G |
| Af | ter my | picture | fades and | dark | ness has | turned to | gray |
| C | G | C | G | C | G | C | G |
| Wat | ching through | win | dows you’re | wonder | ing if | I’m | OK |
| C | D | Bm7 | C | C | D | Em | Em7 |
| Sec | rets | sto | len | from | deep ins | ide | |
| C | D | Em | C |
| The | drum beats | out of | time |
| D | Em | Em7 |
| If you’re | lost you can look and | you will find | me |
| D | Em | Em7 |
| If you fal | l I will catch you I’ll | be waiti | ng |
| C | D | Bm7 | C | C | D | Em | Em7 |
| You | said | go | slow, | I | fall be | hind | |
| C | D | Em | C |
| The | second | hand un | winds |
| D | Em | Em7 |
| If you’re | lost you can look and | you will find | me |
| D | Em | Em7 |
| If you fal | l I will catch you I’ll | be waiti | ng |
| Dsus2 |
| I don’t wanna hear about it anymore |
| Bm7 |
| It’s a | shame I’ve got to live without you anymore |
| Asus4 |
| There’s | a fire in my heart |
| A | Gsus2 |
| A | pounding in my brain, drivin’ me | crazy |
| Dsus2 |
| We don’t need to talk about it anymore |
| Bm7 |
| Yesterday’s just a memory, can we close the door? |
| Asus4 |
| I | just made one mistake |
| A | Gsus2 |
| I | didn’t know what to say when you called me | baby |
| A# | Dm |
| Say you’re gonna | stay forever |
| A# | C | D |
| Oh | woah all the | way |
| G | D | Em |
| Can you take | me hi | gh enough? |
| Am | C | D |
| To fly me over, (fly me | over) yester | day |
| G | D | Em |
| Can you take | me hi | gh enough? |
| C |
| And | yesterday’s just a memory (yesterday’s just a memory) |
| Dsus2 |
| I don’t wanna live without you anymore |
| Bm7 |
| Can’t you see I’m in misery? And you know for sure |
| Asus4 |
| I would | live and die for you |
| A | Gsus2 |
| I | know just what to do when you call me | baby |
| A# | Dm |
| Say you’re gonna | stay forever |
| A# | C | D |
| Oh | woah all the | way |
| G | D | Em |
| Can you take | me hi | gh enough? |
| Am | C | D |
| Can you fly me over, (fly me | over) yester | day? |
| G | D | Em |
| Can you take | me hi | gh enough? |
| C | D |
| And | yesterday’s just a | memory of you |
| Em | G | D |
| Honey (whoa, oh | oh oh) I was | running for the |
| Em | G | D |
| Door (whoa, oh | oh oh) the | next thing I |
| Em | G | D |
| Re | member (whoa, oh | oh oh) I was | running back for |
| Em | G | D |
| More (whoa, oh | oh oh) yay, yay, yay, | yay, ye-ah |
| A | E | F#m | Bm | D | E |
| (For 3 beats) | (1 beat) | (4 beats) | (4 beats) | (2 beats) | (2 beats) |
| A | E | F#m | Bm | D | E |
| (For 3 beats) | (1 beat) | (4 beats) | (4 beats) | (2 beats) | (2 beats) |
| C | Em |
| Say you’re gonna | stay forever |
| C | D | E |
| Oh, | whoa all the | way |
| D |
| All the way, all | the way, yeah |
| G | D | Em |
| Can you take | me hi | gh enough? |
| Am | C | D |
| Can you fly me over, (fly me | over) yester | day? |
| G | D | Em |
| Can you take | me hi | gh enough? |
| G | D | Em |
| Can you take | me hi | gh enough? |
| Am | C | D |
| Won’t you fly me over, (won’t you fly me | over) yester | day? |
| G | D | Em |
| Can you take | me hi | gh enough? |
| C | D |
| I | guess I’m pleased to | meet you or maybe I’ve |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| Seen you | somewhere be | fore | |
| C | D |
| And | all that friendly | smalltalk that everyone |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| Knows just | leads to the | door | |
| C | D | G |
| So | let’s both look at the | carpet, or “such a nice | view” |
| Am7 | G | Am7 |
| Or “when will it | rain?” | |
| C | D | G |
| And when the coffee is | gone you’ll get back in your | car |
| Am7 | G | Am7 |
| I’ll get | back on the | train |
| G | Am7 | G |
| ‘Cause | I don’t want to | change your | life |
| G | Am7 | G | D | C |
| And | you don’t want to | ruin | mine | | |
| G | Am7 | Bm7 | E |
| So | let’s do what we | both know is | right | |
| C | D7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| And | save this for a | nother time | | | | |
| C | D7 |
| A | nother thanks I’m | doing fine |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | C | D |
| | | | | | | | → | |
| C | D | G |
| But | nine or ten exits | later your radio’s | on |
| Am7 | G | Am7 |
| And your | windows are | down | |
| C | D |
| And you’re | singing along with the | Beatles and smiling |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| Rem | embering a | night on the | town | |
| C | D |
| And as I | fall asleep at the | station |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| On a | train that’s | pulling | away | |
| C | D |
| I’m | humming along with the | engines |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| A beautiful | end to a | beautiful | day | |
| G | Am7 | G |
| ‘Cause | I don’t want to | change your | life |
| G | Am7 | G | D | C |
| And | you don’t want to | ruin | mine | | |
| G | Am7 | Bm7 | E |
| So | let’s do what we | both know is | right | |
| C | D7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| And | save this for a | nother time | | | | |
| C | D7 |
| A | nother thanks I’m | doing fine |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | C | D |
| | | | | | | | → | |
| C | D | Em7 | D | C | D |
| G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| | | | | | | | |
| G | Am7 | G |
| ‘Cause | I don’t want to | change your | life |
| G | Am7 | G | D | C |
| And | you don’t want to | ruin | mine | | |
| G | Am7 | Bm7 | E |
| So | let’s do what we | both know is | right | |
| C | D7 | G | Am7 | G | Am7 |
| And | save this for a | nother time | | | | |
| C | D | G |
| Another | empty sheet hung | on a line | |
| C | D | G |
| A | nother misde | meanor crime | |
| C | D | G | Am7 | G |
| A | nother thanks I’m | doing fine | | | |
| A | B/A | C/A | B/A | A | B/A | C/A | B/A |
| | | | | | | | |
| A | B/A |
| Why don’t you tell me | one more time |
| C/A | B/A |
| About | everything I have that you ain’t | got |
| A | B/A |
| Or how ‘bout if you ever | call me again |
| C/A | B/A |
| I’ll hang | up on you right on the spo | t |
| A | E |
| Bec | ause I cared I wound up here | drinking and crying alone |
| A | AMm9 |
| So I | left you there got | new clothes new hair |
| B/A |
| Don’t even | pick up the phone when you call |
| A | E |
| So now I’m | sailing an ocean of | good times |
| AMm9 |
| I got the sun and the waves and the | wind in my face |
| E |
| And that’s | already everything you’re not |
| A | B/A |
| Why don’t you call me | one more time |
| C/A | B/A |
| To say how | sorry you are that we ain’t | friends |
| A | B/A |
| Or how we should get | together some time |
| C/A | B/A |
| And see | what we can to make amends | ? |
| A |
| Well you would | scream and yell and raise some hell |
| E |
| And make me | feel like it was all on me |
| A | AMm9 |
| So | I got myself together got a | new car new space |
| B/A | E |
| I’d | love to have you over but now | you’ve been replaced |
| A | E |
| So now I’m | sailing an ocean of | good times |
| AMm9 |
| I got the sun and the waves and the | wind in my face |
| E |
| And that’s | already everything you’re not |
| A | B/A | C/A | B/A | A | B/A | C/A | B/A |
| | | | | | | | |
| A | B/A |
| Now every time I | see you around |
| C/A | B/A |
| You | act like it’s still just you and | me |
| A | AMm6 |
| Well now i’m sailing this ship | solo honey |
| B/A |
| And I can | finally say there’s somewhere else that |
| A | E |
| So now I’m | sailing an ocean of | good times |
| AMm9 |
| I got the sun and the waves and the | wind in my face |
| E |
| And that’s | already everything you’re not |
| Cadd5 | D11add5 | Cadd5 | D11add5 | Cadd5 | D7 | G |
| | | | | | | |
| G |
| Girl you’ve spent | one too many |
| G/F# | Em | Em7 |
| Years of your life fi | ghting | |
| C |
| And when the | smoke has cleared your |
| Am7 | Am7 | D7 |
| Face has grown but your | heart’s still seven | teen |
| G | G/F# |
| And | here I am another | night spent throwing |
| Em | Em7 |
| Flowers at your wi | ndow |
| Cadd5 | D11add5 |
| But you pret | end that you can’t | hear me |
| Bb | Dm | C |
| And my | song turns to a | scream | |
| F | F/E | Dm | Dm7 |
| Think | back on all the | times you woke up | crying | |
| Bb | Gm7 |
| Was it | him or was it | me |
| Gm7 | C7 |
| Who helped you | see the sun again | ? |
| F | Dm |
| And did he | call to share his | glory? |
| F | Dm |
| And did he | care to share your | pain? |
| Bbadd5 | Cadd5 |
| And did he s | tand outside your | window |
| Bb | Cm |
| Throwing | flowers in the r | ain? |
| Eb | Bb | Bbadd5 | F | F | C | C | Em | Em | G |
| | | | | | | | | | |
| G |
| So I’ll go | home and spend |
| G/F# | Em | Em7 |
| An | other night with | out you | |
| C | Am7 |
| And I’ll | plan another | hundred ways |
| Am7 | D7 |
| To | make you change your | mind |
| G | G/F# |
| And the | night will pass and the | stars will set |
| Em | Em7 |
| And | soon it will be | morning |
| Cadd5 | D11add5 |
| And you’ll | wait behind your | window |
| Cadd5 | D11add5 |
| And he’ll | go on with his | life |
| Cadd5 | D7 | G |
| And I’ll | toss another | petal into | time |
| Cadd5 | D11add5 | Cadd5 | D11add5 | Cadd5 | D7 | G |
| | | | | | | |
| G |
| Girl you’ve spent | one too many |
| G/F# | Em | Em7 |
| Years of your life fi | ghting | |
| C |
| And when the | smoke has cleared your |
| Am7 | Am7 | D7 |
| Face has grown but your | heart’s still seven | teen |
| G | G/F# |
| And | here I am another | night spent throwing |
| Em | Em7 |
| Flowers at your wi | ndow |
| Cadd5 | D11add5 |
| But you pret | end that you can’t | hear me |
| Bb | Dm |
| And my | song turns to a | scream |
Capo 3: C C7 F
Capo 1: D D7 G
| G | G/F# | Em | Em7 |
| Think | back on all the | times you woke up | crying | |
| C | Am7 |
| Was it | him or was it | me |
| Am7 | D7 |
| Who helped you | see the sun again | ? |
| G | Em |
| And did he | call to share his | glory? |
| G | Em |
| And did he | care to share your | pain? |
| Cadd5 | D11add5 |
| And did he s | tand outside your | window |
| Bb | Dm |
| Throwing | flowers in the r | ain? |
| F | C | Cadd5 | G | G | D | D | F#m | F#m | A |
| | | | | | | | | | |
| G |
| So I’ll go | home and spend |
| G/F# | Em | Em7 |
| An | other night with | out you | |
| C | Am7 |
| And I’ll | plan another | hundred ways to |
| Am7 | D7 |
| Make you change your | mind |
| G | G/F# |
| And the | night will pass, and the | stars will set |
| Em | Em7 |
| And | soon it will be | morning |
| Cadd5 | D11add5 |
| And you’ll | wait behind your | window |
| Cadd5 | D11add5 |
| And he’ll | go on with his | life |
| Cadd5 | D7 | G |
| And I’ll | toss another | petal into | time |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| I met | James | Ellis on a |
| C1 | D11 | Fmaj7 |
| Train in | to Man | hattan |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| He said he | had to | see just |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | G |
| One | more Rangers | game |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| I left | James | Ellis on a |
| C1 | D11 | Fmaj7 |
| Platform | at Grand | Central |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| Never | knowing | why this | trip would be the |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| Last | James Ellis | made |
| Cmaj7 |
| You try to know someone |
| Fmaj7 |
| You learn his name and look at |
| Am | Fmaj7 | G6 |
| Pictures of his | family and his | yard |
| Cmaj7 |
| You share your world with him |
| Fmaj7 |
| Inside the Lincoln Tunnel |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| And you | never | under | stand |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| Why under | standing | is so | hard |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| Me | lissa | met me on a |
| C1 | D11 | Fmaj7 |
| Train out | side of | Boston |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| She | said she | liked me and would |
| C1 | D11 | G |
| Call me | up some | time |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| If Mel | issa | ever called the |
| C1 | D11 | Fmaj7 |
| Number | that I | gave her |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| She | wouldn’t | unders | tand why it wasn’t |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| My voice | on the | line |
| Cmaj7 |
| You try to know someone |
| Fmaj7 |
| You learn her name and look at |
| Am | Fmaj7 | G6 |
| Pictures of her | family and her | yard |
| Cmaj7 |
| You share your world with her |
| Fmaj7 |
| Inside the Lincoln Tunnel |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| And you | never | under | stand |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| Why under | standing | is so | hard |
| Am | Fmaj7 |
| You’ll go your | own way | |
| Am | Fmaj7 |
| You’ll go your | own way | |
| Cmaj7 | Fmaj7 |
| And I’ll | turn across the aisle and start | again |
| Cmaj7 |
| You try to know someone |
| Fmaj7 |
| You learn his name and look at |
| Am | Fmaj7 | G6 |
| Pictures of his | family and his | yard |
| Cmaj7 |
| You share your world with him |
| Fmaj7 |
| Inside the Lincoln Tunnel |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| And you | never | under | stand |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | C |
| Why under | standing | is so | hard |
| C | D11 | C1 |
| No you | never | under | stand |
| Fmaj7 | G6 | Cmaj7 |
| Why under | standing | is so | hard |
| Em | Am |
| What can I do to say | anything to you? |
| B7 | Em |
| Or | why can’t I say it any | more? |
| Em | Am |
| Do I need to | fuck up my brain just to | talk to myself? |
| B7 | Em |
| (Am I too) | happy, too old, or too | bored? |
| Am | Em |
| And if you | open your arms and put a | smile on |
| B7 | Em |
| Does that mean | you’ll be there to catch me when I | fall? |
| Am | Em |
| And if I | say it to you so you can | hear me |
| B7 |
| Does that mean | I never said anything at all? |
| Em | Am |
| You say you’re | well on the way to unders | tanding |
| B7 | Em |
| But still you’re | waiting for me to say | more |
| Em | Am |
| And when my | pen has run dry and I need | you now |
| B7 | Em |
| I just see your | back as you walk out the | door |
| Am | Em |
| When will you | get I’m not your personal | Picasso? |
| B7 | Em |
| When will you | get I’m not so different from | you? |
| Am | Em |
| What will it | take to get a little conver | sation? |
| B7 |
| A little hint | that all your promises were true |
| Am | Em |
| And if you | open your arms and put a | smile on |
| B7 | Em |
| Does that mean | you’ll be there to catch me when I | fall? |
| Am | Em |
| And if I | say it to you so you can | hear me |
| B7 |
| Does that mean | I have just been screaming at the wall? |
| B5 | B5 |
| B5 | B(b5) | A5 | B5 |
| Bm | D | A | B | A | B |
| | | | | → | |
| Bm | D | A | Bm | A |
| Yesterday the | sun shined but | you knew it wouldn’t | last | |
| Bm | F#m | A | Bm |
| If | yesterday was a | bucket of seeds then tod | ay’s just a patch of grass | |
| Bm | D | A | Bm | A |
| When | you woke up this | morning you felt the | rain fall on your head | | |
| Bm | F#m | A | Bm |
| Yesterday you | cruised the sky but to | day you’ll stay in bed | |
| Bm | D |
| You are a | n unusually blu | e bluebird |
| A | Bm |
| I guess | you won’t fly to | day |
| Bm | D |
| You are an | unusually blue | bluebird |
| A | Bm |
| The wind | just won’t blow your | way |
| B5 | E5 |
| But you’re an | unusually blue | bluebird |
| F# |
| Colors bright and strong |
| B5 | E5 |
| You’re an | unusually | blue bluebird |
| F# | B |
| So | today you’ll sing your | song |
| B | E | F# |
| Yesterday the | sun shined and you | couldn’t find the shade |
| B | E | F# | B |
| To | day you’ve got that n | ice cool breeze and you | know you’ve got it | made |
| B | E | F# |
| When | you woke up this mo | rning you hopped | down and took a swim |
| B | E | F# | B |
| Yesterday the f | ield was dry but to | day the rain came | in |
| B | E |
| But you’re an | unusually blue | bluebird |
| F# |
| Colors bright and strong |
| B | E5 |
| You’re an | unusually | blue bluebird |
| F# | B |
| So | today you’ll sing your | song |
| B | E |
| You’re an un | usually blue | bluebird |
| F# |
| Make the best of the day |
| B | E |
| You’re an u | nusually blue | bluebird |
| E | B5 |
| You never | know what will blow your | way |
| G | G | B7 | B7 |
| C/E | Cm | Cm | F |
| → | | → | |
| G |
| She’s just a | dream, just another door that you can’t open |
| Cm | F |
| You know you’ve | been through this be | fore |
| Bm | Bm/A | G |
| Can’t even | breathe when | you’re with | out her |
| Gm |
| Each time the | clock goes ‘round |
| F | NC | G |
| And you | ask yourself just | why it should be | you |
| B7 |
| Why you should be the | lucky one |
| Em |
| You ask yourself what | you can give her |
| D | G |
| Just to show her that it should be | you |
| Bm | Bm/A | G |
| And when the sunlight | falls | upon her | hair |
| Gm | F |
| You say it isn’t | fair, and you just | stare |
| G |
| And now it’s | true, now you’re the one that she wakes up with |
| Gm |
| But it’s just like | you |
| Cm | F |
| To never | let it feel just | right |
| Bm | Bm/A | G |
| And you | worry | on tom | orrow |
| Gm |
| While you let to | day go by |
| Cm |
| And your | heart just dies |
| F | NC | G |
| And you | ask yourself just | why it should be | you |
| B7 |
| Why you should be the | lucky one |
| Em |
| You ask yourself what | you can give her |
| D | G |
| Just to show her that it should be | you |
| Bm | Bm/A | G |
| And when another sunlight | falls | upon her | hair |
| Gm | F |
| Will you be | there? Will she even | care? |
| G | B7 |
| Will you be there when her | summer breezes blow |
| C/E | Cm | F |
| Her leaves of | autumn, her hint of winter | snow |
| G | B7 |
| And while you’re waiting and a | month becomes a year |
| C/E | Cm | F |
| Will she | care for your | lost seasons, will she shed a sin | gle tear? |
| C/E | Cm | F |
| Will you be | waiting dreaming wandering a | lone? |
| G | B7 |
| Will you be there will you be | will you will you there? |
| C/E | Cm | F |
| Or will she | see you waiting and wonder wonder | where? |
| G | G | B7 | B7 |
| C/E | Cm | Cm | F |
| → | | → | |
| C | Em |
| Ground control to Major | Tom |
| C | Em |
| Ground control to Major | Tom |
| Am | Am/G | D/F# |
| Take your | protein pills and | put your helmet on |
| C | Em |
| Ground control to Major | Tom |
| C | Em |
| Commencing countdown engines | on |
| Am | Am/G | D/F# |
| Check ig | nition and may | God’s love be with you |
| C | E |
| This is ground control to Major T | om |
| F |
| You’ve really made the gr | ade |
| Fm | C | F |
| And the | papers want to k | now whose shirt you w | ear |
| Fm | C | F |
| Now it’s | time to leave the c | apsule if you d | are |
| C | E |
| Th | is is Major Tom to ground contr | ol |
| F |
| I’m stepping through the d | oor |
| Fm | C | F |
| And I’m f | loating in a m | ost peculiar w | ay |
| Fm | C | F |
| And the s | tars look very d | ifferent tod | ay |
| Fmaj7 | Em |
| For | here am I | sitting in a tin can |
| Fmaj7 | Em |
| Far above the | world |
| Bb | Am | G | F |
| Planet Earth is | blue and there’s | nothing I can | do |
| C | F | G | A | A |
| C | F | G | A | A |
| Fmaj7 | Em | A | C | D | E |
|
| C | E |
| Though I’m past one hundred thousand mi | les |
| Fm | C | F |
| And I t | hink my spaceship k | nows which way to g | o |
| Fm | C | F |
| Tell my w | ife I love her v | ery much she k | nows |
| G | E7 |
| Ground control to | Major Tom, your |
| Am | Am/G |
| Circuit’s dead, there’s | something wrong |
| D/F# |
| Can you | hear me Major Tom? |
| C |
| Can you | hear me Major Tom? |
| G |
| Can you | hear me Major Tom? Can you... |
| Fmaj7 | Em |
| Here am I | floating ‘round my tin can |
| Fmaj7 | Em |
| Far above the | moon |
| Bb | Am | G | F |
| Planet Earth is | blue and there’s | nothing I can | do |
| C | F | G | A | A |
| C | F | G | A | A |
| Fmaj7 | Em | A | C | D | E |
|
| G | Gmaj7 |
| I’m | just a gigolo and | everywhere I go |
| G | Edim/Bb | Am | Am/D |
| People know the | part I’m | playing | |
| D7 | Am | D7 | Am |
| Paid for every | dance | selling each ro | mance |
| D7 | G |
| Oooh what are they | saying? |
| G7 | F |
| There will | come a day when | youth will pass away |
| E7 | Am |
| Then | what will they say a | bout me? |
| Am | Cm | G | Fdim7/D |
| When the | end comes I | know they’ll say | just a gigo | lo as |
| Am7 | D7 | G |
| Life goes | on with | out me |
| G | Gmaj7 |
| I’m | just a gigolo and | everywhere I go |
| G | Edim/Bb | Am | Am/D |
| People know the | part I’m | playing | |
| D7 | Am | D7 | Am |
| Paid for every | dance | selling each ro | mance |
| D7 | G |
| Oooh what are they | saying? |
| G7 | F |
| There will | come a day when | youth will pass away, boodooleedoo |
| E7 | Am |
| Then | what will they say a | bout me? |
| Am | Cm | G | Fdim7/D |
| When the | end comes I | know They’ll say | just a gigo | lo as |
| Am7 | D7 | G |
| Life goes | on with | out me |
| G | F# | F | E | Am |
| ‘Cause | I | ain’t | got | nobody nobody | cares for me |
| Am/D | G |
| Nobody | nobody cares for me |
| G | F# | F | E |
| I’m | so | sad | and lonely |
Sad and lonely, sad and lonely
| A7 |
| Won’t some sweet mama come and take a chance with |
| D7 |
| Me ‘cause I ain’t so bad |
| G |
| Get along with me babe, been singin’ love songs |
| E |
| Even only be, honey only, only be |
| A7 |
| Bop bozadee bozadee bop zitty bop |
| G | F# | F | E | Am7 | D7 | G |
| I | ain’t | got | nobody nobody | cares for me | nobody | nobody |
| G | F# | F | E |
| ‘Cause | I | ain’t | got | nobody |
| Am | Am/D | G |
| Nobody | cares for me | nobody | |
| G | F# | F | E |
| ‘Cause | I | ain’t | got | nobody |
| Am | Am/D | G |
| Nobody | cares for me | nobody | |
| G | F# | F | E |
| ‘Cause | I | ain’t | got | nobody |
| Am | Am/D | G |
| Nobody | cares for me | nobody | |
| G |
| Hum-a-la-be-bo-le (hard stop) |
| G | F# | F | E | Am |
| I | ain’t | got | nobody nobody | cares for me |
| Am/D | G |
| Nobody | nobody cares for me |
| G | F# | F | E |
| I’m | so | sad | and lonely |
Sad and lonely sad and lonely
| A7 |
| Won’t some sweet mama come and take a chance with |
| D7 |
| Me ‘cause I ain’t so bad |
| E |
| Even only be, honey only, only be |
| G | F# | F | E | Am7 | D7 |
| ‘Cause | I | ain’t | got | nobody nobody | | |
| D7 | G |
| Nobody nobody cares for | me |
Step inside, walk this way
You and me babe, hey, hey
| A |
| Love is like a bomb, baby, c’mon get it on |
Livin’ like a lover with a radar phone
Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp
Demolition woman, can I be your man?
| A |
| Razzle ‘n’ a dazzle ‘n’ a flash a little light |
Television lover, baby, go all night
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah
| D | G | D | G |
| Take a | bottle, | shake it | up |
| C | F | C | G |
| Break the | bubble, | break it | up |
| C | F | G |
| Pour some | sugar on | me, ooh, in the name of love |
| C | F | G |
| Pour some | sugar on | me, c’mon fire me up |
| C | F | G |
| Pour your | sugar on | me oh, I can’t get enough |
| A |
| I’m hot, sticky sweet, from my head to my feet yeah |
Listen!
| A |
| Red light, yellow light, green-a-light go |
Crazy little woman in a one man show
Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love
Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up
| A |
| You gotta squeeze a little, squeeze a little |
Tease a little more
Easy operator come a knockin' on my door
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss innocent sugar me, yeah
| D | G | D | G |
| Take a | bottle, | shake it | up |
| C | F | C | G |
| Break the | bubble, | break it | up |
| C | F | G |
| Pour some | sugar on | me, ooh, in the name of love |
| C | F | G |
| Pour some | sugar on | me, c’mon fire me up |
| C | F | G |
| Pour your | sugar on | me, oh, I can’t get enough |
| A |
| I’m hot, sticky sweet, from my head to my feet yeah |
| C |
| You got the peaches, I got the cream |
Sweet to taste, saccharine
'Cause I'm hot (hot), so hot, sticky sweet
From my head (head), my head, to my feet
| C |
| Do you take sugar? One lump or two? |
| D | G | D | G |
| Take a | bottle, | shake it | up |
| C | F | C | G |
| Break the | bubble, | break it | up |
| C | F | G |
| Pour some | sugar on | me, ooh, in the name of love |
| C | F | G |
| Pour some | sugar on | me, c’mon fire me up |
| C | F | G |
| Pour your | sugar on | me, oh, I can’t get enough |
| C | F | G |
| Pour some | sugar on | me, oh, in the name of love |
| C | F | G |
| Pour some | sugar on | me, get it, come get it |
| C | F | G |
| Pour your | sugar on | me, oooh |
| C | F | G |
| Pour your | sugar on | me, yeah, sugar me |
| A | D | G | D |
| Walk aw | ay | if you w | ant to | |
| A | D | G | D |
| It’s ok | ay | if you n | eed to | |
| A | D | E | D |
| You can | run, but | you can never | hide | |
| A | D | E | D |
| From the | shadow that’s | creepin up be | side y | ou |
| F#m | D |
| The | re’s a magic runnin’ through you | r soul |
| G | E |
| But y | ou can’t have it all | |
| A | D | E |
| (Whatever you do) I’l | l be two | steps behi | nd you |
| D | A | D | E | D |
| (Where | ever you go) and | I’ll be | there to re | mind you | |
| A | D | E | G |
| That it | only takes a | minute of your | precious t | ime |
| D |
| To turn a | round, I’ll be two steps behind |
| A | D | G | D |
| Take the ti | me | to think ab | out it | |
| A | D | G | D |
| Just walk the l | ine, you kn | ow you just can’t f | ight it | |
| A | D | E | D |
| Take a look aro | und, you’ll s | ee what you can f | ind | |
| A | D | E | D |
| Like the fi | re that’s bu | rnin’ up in | side me | |
| F#m | D |
| The | re’s a magic runnin’ through you | r soul |
| G | E |
| But y | ou can’t have it all | |
| A | D | E |
| (Whatever you do) I’l | l be two | steps behi | nd you |
| D | A | D | E | D |
| (Where | ever you go) and | I’ll be | there to re | mind you | |
| A | D | E | G |
| That it | only takes a | minute of your | precious t | ime |
| D |
| To turn a | round, I’ll be two steps behind |
| F#m | D |
| The | re’s a magic runnin’ through you | r soul |
| G | E |
| But y | ou can’t have it all | |
| A | D | E |
| (Whatever you do) I’l | l be two | steps behi | nd you |
| D | A | D | E | D |
| (Where | ever you go) and | I’ll be | there to re | mind you | |
| A | D | E | G |
| That it | only takes a | minute of your | precious t | ime |
| D |
| To turn a | round, I’ll be two steps behind |
| C |
| Here’s my story it’s sad but true |
| Am |
| It’s about a girl that I once knew |
| F |
| She took my love then ran around |
| G |
| With every single guy in town |
| C |
| Hey, hey, oooooooohhhhhh |
| Am |
| Hey, hey, oooooooohhhhhh |
| F |
| Hey, hey, oooooooohhhhhh |
| G |
| Hey, hey, oooooooohhhhhh |
| C |
| I guess I should have known it from the very start |
| Am |
| This girl would leave me with a broken heart |
| F |
| Now listen people what I’m telling you |
| G |
| I keep away from Runaround Sue |
| C |
| Her amazing lips and the smile from her face |
| Am |
| The touch of her hand and this girl’s warm embrace |
| F |
| So if you don’t want to cry like I do |
| G |
| Keep away from Runaround Sue |
| C |
| Hey, hey, oooooooohhhhhh |
| Am |
| Hey, hey, oooooooohhhhhh |
| F |
| Hey, hey, oooooooohhhhhh |
| G |
| Hey, hey, oooooooohhhhhh |
| F |
| She likes to travel around |
| C |
| She’ll | love you, then she’ll put you down |
| F |
| Now p | eople let me put you wise |
| G |
| She goes out with other guys |
| C |
| And the moral of the story from the guy who knows |
| Am |
| I’ve been in love and my love still grows |
| F |
| Ask any fool that she ever knew |
| G |
| They’ll say “Keep away from Runaround Sue” |
| Am |
| Yea, keep away from this girl |
| F |
| I don’t know what she’ll do |
| F |
| She likes to travel around |
| C |
| She’ll | love you, then she’ll put you down |
| F |
| Now p | eople let me put you wise |
| G |
| She goes out with other guys |
| C |
| And the moral of the story from the guy who knows |
| Am |
| I’ve been in love and my love still grows |
| F |
| Ask any fool that she ever knew |
| G |
| They’ll say “Keep away from Runaround Sue” |
| Am |
| Stay away from that girl |
| F |
| Don’t you know what she’ll do now |
| D |
| Oh well | I’m the type of guy who will never settle down |
Where pretty girls are, well you know that I’m around
| G |
| I | kiss ‘em and I love ‘em ‘cause to me they’re all the same |
| D |
| I | hug ‘em and I squeeze ‘em, they don’t even know my name |
| A | G |
| They call me the | wanderer, yeah the | wanderer |
| D | A |
| I roam a | round around around around | |
| D |
| Oh well there’s | Flo on my left arm and there’s Mary on my right |
And Janie is the girl well that I’ll be with tonight
| G |
| And | when she asks me which one I love the best |
| D |
| I | tear open my shirt and I show her Rosie on my chest |
| A | G |
| ‘Cause I’m a | wanderer, yeah a | wanderer |
| D |
| I roam a | round around around around |
| A |
| Oh well I | roam from town to town |
I go through life without a care
And I'm as happy as a clown
| B7 | E |
| With my | two fists of iron, but I’m | going nowhere |
| D |
| Oh, | I’m the type of guy that likes to roam around |
I’m never in one place, I roam from town to town
| G |
| And | when I find myself fallin’ for some girl |
| D |
| Yeah, I | hop right into that car of mine, I drive around the world |
| A | G |
| Yeah I’m a | wanderer, yeah the | wanderer |
| D | A |
| I roam a | round around around around | |
| D |
| Oh, | I’m the type of guy that likes to roam around |
I’m never in one place, I roam from town to town
| G |
| And | when I find myself fallin’ for some girl |
| D |
| I | hop right into that car of mine, drive around the world |
| A | G |
| Cause I’m a | wanderer, yeah a | wanderer |
| D |
| I roam a | round around around around around |
| A | G |
| Yeah I’m a | wanderer, they call me a | wanderer |
| D |
| I roam a | round around around around around |
| A | G |
| Yeah I’m a | wanderer, they call me a | wanderer |
| D | A7 | D | D9 |
| I roam a | round around around around around | | | |
| C | Am |
| Each time we | have a quarrel |
| F | G |
| It almost | breaks my heart |
| C | Am | F | G |
| ‘Cause I am | so afraid | that we will | have to part |
| C | Am | F | G |
| Each night I | ask the | stars up a | bove |
| C | Am | F | G |
| Why must I | be a teen | ager in | love? |
| C | Am |
| One day I | feel so happy |
| F | G |
| Next day I | feel so sad |
| C | Am | F | G |
| I guess I’ll | learn to take | the good | with the bad |
| C | Am | F | G |
| ‘Cause | each night I | ask the | stars up a | bove |
| C | Am | F | G |
| Why must I | be a teen | ager in | love? |
| F | G | F | G |
| I cried a | tear | for nobody but | you |
| F | G | F | G |
| I’ll be a | lonely one if | you should say we’re | through |
| C | Am |
| Well if you want to | make me cry |
| F | G |
| That won’t be so | hard to do |
| C | Am |
| If you should | say goodbye |
| F | G |
| I’d still go on | loving you |
| C | Am | F | G |
| Each night I | ask the | stars up a | bove |
| C | Am | F | G |
| Why must I | be a teen | ager in | love? |
| F | G | F | G |
| I cried a | tear | for nobody but | you |
| F | G | F | G |
| I’ll be a | lonely one if | you should say we’re | through |
| C | Am |
| Well if you want to | make me cry |
| F | G |
| That won’t be so | hard to do |
| C | Am |
| And if you should | say goodbye |
| F | G |
| I’d still go on | loving you |
| C | Am | F | G |
| Each night I | ask the | stars up | above |
| C | Am | F | G |
| Why must I | be a teen | ager in | love? |
| C | Am | F | G |
| Why must I | be a teen | ager in | love? |
| C | Am | F | G |
| Why must I | be a teen | ager in | love? |
| D | D7 | C/D | D | C/D | D |
| Life is like a | hurricane | here | in D | uckb | urg |
| D | D7 | C/G | G | C/G | G |
| Race cars, lasers, | aeroplanes, | it’s | a | duck b | lur |
| Em | A7 | Em7 | A7 |
| You might solve a | mystery | or rewrite h | istory |
| Bb | C |
| Every day they’re | out there making |
| Bb | C | D |
| Tales of derring- | do, bad and good l | uck tales, oo-oo |
| D | D7 | C/D | D | C/D | D |
| When its seems they’re | headed for the | fin | al c | urta | in |
| D | D7 | C/G | G | C/G | G |
| Bold deduction n | ever fails, | that’s f | or | certai | n |
| Em | A7 | Em7 | A7 |
| The worst of m | esses | become succ | esses |
| Bb | C |
| Every day they’re | out there making |
| Bb | C | D |
| Tales of derring- | do, bad and good l | uck tales, oo-oo |
| Em7 | D/F# |
| D-d-d-danger, | watch behind you |
| Em9/G | D/F# |
| There’s a stranger | out to find you |
| E |
| What to do, just grab on to some |
| C | D |
| Every day they’re | out there making |
| C | D | E | E7#9 |
| Tales of derring- | do, bad and good l | uck tales, oo-oo | |
| C | D11 | E |
| Not | pony tails or c | otton tails but | Duck Tales, oo-oo |
| Bb | F |
| Cou | rageous and | caring |
| Bb | F |
| Faithful and | friendly |
| Bb | C |
| With | stories to | share |
| F | Am |
| All through the | forest |
| Bb | F |
| They | sing out in | chorus |
| Bb | C |
| As their | song fills the | air |
| Gm | C | F | Dm |
| Bouncing | here and there and | everywh | ere |
| Gm | C | F | Bb |
| High ad | venture that’s be | yond comp | are |
| Gm | C | F |
| They are the | Gummi | Bears |
| Bb | F |
| Are | part of their | history |
| Bb | F |
| A | long with the | secret |
| G | Bm |
| Their | legend is | growing |
| C | G |
| They | take pride in | knowing |
| C | G |
| They’ll | fight for what’s | right |
| Am | D | G | Em |
| Bouncing | here and there and | everywh | ere |
| Am | D | G | C |
| High ad | venture that’s be | yond comp | are |
| Am | D | G | C |
| They are the | Gummi | Bears | |
| Am | D | G |
| They are the | Gummi | Bears |
| D | A |
| Cou | rageous and | caring |
| D | A |
| Faithful and | friendly |
| D | E |
| With | stories to | share |
| A | Dbm |
| All through the | forest |
| D | A |
| They | sing out in | chorus |
| D | E |
| As their | song fills the | air |
| Bm | E | A | Gbm |
| Bouncing | here and there and | everywh | ere |
| Bm | E | A | D |
| High ad | venture that’s be | yond comp | are |
| Bm | E | A |
| They are the | Gummi | Bears |
| Bm | E | A | Gbm |
| When a | friend’s in danger | they’ll be | there |
| Bm | E | A | D |
| Lives and | legends that we | all can sh | are |
| Bm | E | A |
| They are the | Gummi | Bears |
| D | Bm | E | A |
| | They are the | Gummi | Bears |
| D | Bm | E | A |
| | They are the | Gummi | Bears |
| G |
| There you see her, sitting there across the way |
| C | G |
| She don’t got alot to say but there’s something a | bout her |
| D |
| And you | don’t know why but you’re dying to try |
| G |
| You wanna | kiss the girl |
| G |
| Yes, you want her, look at her, you know you do |
| C | G |
| Possible she want you too, there is one way to | ask her |
| D |
| It don’t | take a word, not a single word |
| G |
| Go on and | kiss the girl |
| G | C |
| Shalalalala | my oh my looks like the |
| G | D |
| Boy too shy ain’t gonna | kiss the girl |
| G | C |
| Shalalalala | ain’t that sad it’s such a |
| D | G |
| Shame, too bad, you’re gonna | miss the girl |
| G |
| You know, I feel really bad not knowing your name... |
Maybe I can guess. Is it, uh Mildred?
Okay, no. How about Diana? Rachel?
Ariel. Her name's Ariel...
Ariel? Ariel? Oh. That's kind of pretty. Okay, Ariel...
| G |
| Now’s your moment, floating in a blue lagoon |
| C | G |
| Boy, you better do it soon, no time will be | better |
| D |
| She don’t | say a word and she won’t say a word |
| G |
| Until you | kiss the girl |
| G | C |
| Shalalalala | my oh my looks like the |
| G | D |
| Boy too shy ain’t gonna | kiss the girl |
| G | C |
| Shalalalala | ain’t that sad it’s such a |
| D | G |
| Shame, too bad, you’re gonna | miss the girl |
| G | C |
| Shalalalala | don’t be scared, you got the |
| G | D |
| Moves prepared | go on and kiss the girl |
| G | C | D |
| Shalalalala | don’t stop now don’t try to | hide it how |
| G |
| You wanna | kiss the girl |
| G | C |
| Shalalalala | float along, and listen |
| G | D |
| To this song, this song say | kiss the girl |
| G | C | D |
| Shalalalala | music play, do what the | music say |
| G |
| You gotta | kiss the girl |
| G |
| Kiss the girl, you gotta |
| G |
| Kiss the girl, go on and |
| Em | C | D | Amsus4 | Am |
| Em | C | D | Asus4 | A |
| | | | | |
| Em | Cadd9 |
| The | snow glows white on the | mountain tonight |
| D | Am |
| Not a | footprint to be se | en |
| Em | Cadd9 | D | A |
| A | kingdom of iso | lation, and it | looks like I’m the quee | n |
| Em | C | D | Amsus4 | Am |
| The wind is | howling like this s | wirling storm i | nside | |
| Em | D | A |
| Couldn’t keep it in, hea | ven knows I’ve tried | |
| D | C |
| Don’t let them in, don’t let them see | |
| D |
| Be the good girl you always have to be | |
| C |
| Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them | know |
| Em | C |
| Can’t | hold it back any m | ore |
| Em | C |
| Turn | away and slam the d | oor |
| Em | C |
| What they’re | going to sa | y |
| Bm | Bb |
| Let the | storm rage | on |
| C |
| The | cold never bothered me anyway |
| Em | C |
| It’s funny how some dist | ance |
| D | Am |
| Makes | everything seem sm | all |
| Em | D |
| And the | fears that once con | trolled me |
| D | C |
| It’s time to see what I can do | |
| D |
| To test the limits and break thr | ough |
| C |
| No right, no wrong, no rules for | me |
| Em | C |
| I am one with the wind and sky | |
| Em | C |
| You’ll never see me | cry |
| Bm | Bb |
| Let the | storm rage | on |
| C |
| My power flurries through the air into the ground |
My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around
| D |
| And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast |
| D | Am | C |
| The past is in t | he past | |
| Em | C |
| When I’ll rise like the break of | dawn |
| Em | C |
| That | perfect girl is gon | e |
| G | D | Em | C | Cm |
| Here I sta | nd in the | light of d | ay | |
| Bm | Bb |
| Let the storm rage | on |
| C |
| The cold never bothered me anyway |
.
F: OK, can I just say something crazy?
M: I love crazy
| D | Dsus4/F# | D/G | Asus4 |
| F: All my l | ife has been a ser | ies of do | ors in my f | ace |
| D | Dsus4/F# | Em7 | Asus4 |
| F: And then | suddenly I bump i | nto you | | |
M: I was thinking the same thing!
| D | Dsus4/F# |
| M: ‘Cause like | I’ve been searching m | y whole life |
| D/G | Asus4 |
| M: To fi | nd my own p | lace |
| D | Dsus4/F# |
| F: And maybe | it’s the party | talking |
| Em7 | Asus4 |
| F: Or the | chocolate | fondue |
| D |
| M: But with you I found | my place |
| E | G7 |
| B: And it’s n | othin’ like I’ve ever known | before |
| D | D/F# | E | Gm |
| B: Love is an open | doo | r | | |
| D | D/F# | E | Gm |
| B: Love is an open | doo | r | | |
| D |
| B: Love is an open | door |
| D/F# |
| F: With | you, M: with you |
| E |
| F: With you | , M: with you |
| Gm | D |
| B: | Love is an open | door |
| D | Dsus4/F# | D/G | Asus4 |
| D | Dsus4/F# | D/G | Asus4 |
| | | | |
| E | Esus4/G# |
| M: I mean its c | razy (F: what?), we f | inish each others’ |
| Bsus4 |
| M: That’s what | I was gonna say! |
| E |
| F: I’ve never | met someone |
| Esus4/G# | F#m7 | Bsus4 |
| B: Who | thinks so much like | me | |
B: Jinx! Jinx again!
| E | Esus4/G# |
| B: Our | mental synchroni | zation can |
| E/A | Bsus4 |
| B: | Have but one e | xplanation |
| E | Esus4/G# | F#m7 | Bsus4 |
| M: | You (F: and I) M: were | (F: just) B: meant to | be | |
| C#m |
| F: Say g | oodbye, M: say goodbye |
| E | E9 |
| B: To the | pain of the past | |
| F# | A7 |
| B: | We don’t have to feel it any m | ore |
| E | E/G# | F# | Am |
| B: Love is an open | doo | r | | |
| E | E/G# | F# | Am |
| B: Love is an open | doo | r | | |
| E |
| Life can be so m | uch more |
| E/G# |
| F: With | you, M: with you |
| F# |
| F: With you | , M: with you |
| E | Esus4/G# | E/A | Bsus4 |
| B: | Door | | | |
M: Can I say something crazy? Will you marry me?
F: Can I say something even crazier? Yes!
| C | D11 |
| Look at this stuff, | isn’t it neat? |
| C | D11 |
| Wouldn’t you think my col | lection’s complete? |
| Bm7 | Em7 |
| Wouldn’t you think I’m the | girl |
| A/C# | A/B |
| The girl who has | everything? | |
| C | D11 |
| Look at this trove, | treasures untold |
| C | D11 |
| How many wonders can | one cavern hold? |
| Bm7 | Em7 |
| Lookin’ around here you’d | think |
| A/C# | A/B |
| Sure, she’s got | everything | |
| Cmaj7 | Bm7 |
| I’ve got | gadgets and gizmos a | plenty |
| Em7 | A |
| I’ve got | whozits and whatzits ga | lore |
| Cmaj7 | Bm7 |
| You want | thingamabobs? I got | twenty |
| Em7 | A |
| But who | cares? No big | deal |
| G | Bm7 |
| I wanna be where the | people are |
| C | D11 |
| I wanna see, wanna | see ‘em dancin’ |
| Em7 |
| Walkin’ around on those |
| Bm7 | C | D11 |
| Whad’ya call ‘em? | Feet | |
| G | Bm7 |
| Flippin’ your fins you don’t | get too far |
| C | D11 |
| Legs are required for | jumpin’, dancin’ |
| Em7 |
| Strollin’ along down a |
| Bm7 | D11 |
| What’s that word again? | Street |
| G | G7 |
| Up where they | walk, up where they | run |
| C | Cm |
| Up where they | stay all day in the | sun |
| G | D |
| Wanderin’ | free, wish I could | be |
| Cadd9 | G |
| Part of that | world | |
| C | D11 |
| What would I | give, if I could | live |
| Bm7 | Em7 |
| Out of these | waters? | |
| C | D11 |
| What would I | pay to spend a | day |
| Bm7 | Em7 |
| Warm on the | sand? | |
| C | D11 |
| Betcha on | land they under | stand |
| B7 | Em7 |
| Bet they don’t | reprimand their | daughters |
| A | A7sus4 |
| Bright young | women sick a’ | swimmin’ |
| A | C#m7 |
| And | ready to know what the | people know |
| D | E |
| Ask my questions and | get some answers |
| A | C#m7 |
| What’s a fire and | why does it |
| D | E |
| What’s the word... | burn? | |
| A | A7 |
| When’s it my | turn? Wouldn’t I | love? |
| D | Dm |
| Love to ex | plore that shore a | bove? |
| A | E |
| Out of the | sea, wish I could | be |
| A | E |
| Out of the | sea, wish I could be | |
| D | A | G | A |
| Part of that | world | | | |
| A | E | A |
| The seaweed is | always | greener |
| A | E | A |
| In somebody | else’s | lake |
| A | E | A |
| You dream about | going | up there |
| A | E | A |
| But that is a | big | mistake |
| D | A |
| Just look at the | world around you |
| E | A |
| Right here on the | ocean floor |
| D | A |
| Such wonderful | things surround you |
| E | A |
| What more is you | lookin’ for? |
| D | A | E | A |
| Under the | sea, | under the | sea | |
| D | E |
| Darling it’s | better down where it’s | wetter |
| D | E |
| Up on the | shore they work all | day |
| F#m | B |
| Out in the | sun they slave a | way |
| D | E |
| While we | devotin’ full time to | floatin’ |
| A | E | A |
| Down here all the | fish is | happy |
| A | E | A |
| As off through the | waves they | roll |
| A | E | A |
| The fish on the | land ain’t | happy |
| A | E | A |
| They sad ‘cause they | in the | bowl |
| D | A |
| But fish in the | bowl is lucky |
| E | A |
| They in for a | worser fate |
| D | A |
| One day when the | boss get hungry |
| E | A |
| Guess who’s gon’ be | on the plate |
| D | A | E | A |
| Under the | sea, | under the | sea | |
| D | E |
| Nobody | beat us fry us and | eat us |
| D | E |
| We what the | land folks loves to | cook |
| F#m | B |
| Under the | sea we off the | hook |
| D | E |
| We got no | troubles life is the | bubbles |
| D | A | E | A |
| Under the | sea, | under the | sea | |
| D |
| Since life is | sweet here |
| E | A |
| We got the | beat here natural | ly |
| D | E |
| Even the | sturgeon an’ the | ray |
| F#m | B |
| They get the | urge ‘n’ start to | play |
| E | A |
| You got to | hear it under the | sea |
| E | A |
| The | newt play the flute, the | carp play the harp |
| E | A |
| The | plaice play the bass, and | they soundin’ sharp |
| D | A |
| The | bass play the brass, the | chub play the tub |
| E | A |
| The | fluke is the duke of | soul (Yeah) |
| E | A |
| The | ray he can play, the | ling’s on the strings |
| E | A |
| The | trout rockin’ out, the | blackfish she sings |
| D | A |
| The | smelt and the sprat, they | know where it’s at |
| E | A |
| An’ | oh that blowfish | blow |
| D | A | E | A |
| Under the | sea, | under the | sea | |
| D | E |
| When the sar | dine begin the | beguine |
| D | E |
| What do they | got? A lot of | sand |
| F#m | B |
| We got a | hot crustacean | band |
| D | E |
| Each little | clam here know how to | jam here |
| D | E |
| Each little | slug here cuttin’ a | rug here |
| D | E |
| Each little | snail here know how to | wail here |
| F#m | B |
| That’s why it’s | hotter under the | water |
| D | E |
| Ya we in | luck here down in the | muck here |
| Badd4 | E/B |
| Seven A.M., the usual morning | lineup |
| Badd4 | E/B |
| Start on the chores and sweep ‘til the floor’s all | clean |
| C | G |
| Polish and wax, do laundry, and mop and | shine up. Sweep |
| B | B/A | Esus2/G# |
| A | gain, | and by | then |
| F# | B7 |
| It’s like | seven fif | teen, and so I’ll |
| E | A | F#m7 | E |
| Read a | book or maybe | two or | three |
| C#m7 | F#7 | Asus2 | E |
| I’ll add a | few new | paintings to my | galle | ry |
| C#m7 | F#7 |
| I’ll play gui | tar and | knit and cook |
| A | G#7 | C#m7 |
| And | ba | sica | lly just wonder |
| F#9 | B7sus | E |
| When will my l | ife be | gin |
| Badd4 | E/B |
| Then after lunch it’s puzzles and darts and | baking |
| Badd4 | E/B |
| Paper mache, a bit of ballet and | chess |
| C | G |
| Pottery and ventriloquy, candle | making, then I’ll |
| B | B/A | Esus/G# |
| Stretch, | maybe | sketch |
| F# | B7 |
| Take a | climb, sew a | dress, and I’ll |
| E | E/G# | A | F#m7 | E |
| Re- | read | the | books if I have | time to | spare |
| C#m7 | F#7 |
| I’ll paint the | walls some | more |
| Asus2 | E |
| I’m sure there’s | room some | where |
| C#m7 | F#7 |
| And then I’ll | brush and | brush |
| A | G#7 | C#m7 |
| And brush and | brush | my | hair |
| F#7 | A | G#7 | C#m7 |
| Stuck in the | same placeI’ve | al | ways | been |
| F#m7 | Esus2/G# |
| And I’ll keep | won’dring and | won’dring |
| A | G#m7 | C#7 |
| And | won’dring and | won’ | dring |
| F#9 | B7sus | E |
| When will my | life be | gin? |
| E | A/E | E | A/E |
| And to | morrow | night | lights will a | ppear |
| E | A/E | E | F#m7 |
| Just like they | do on my | birthday each | year |
| C#m7 | F#7 | B7sus | E | E7 |
| What is it | like out | there where they | glow? | |
| A | E/G# | A | Bsus4 |
| Now that I’m | older mother | might just let me | go |
| C | E7/B | Am | Ab7 |
| C/G | Cdim7 | G7 |
| | → | |
| C | Gaug | C | C9 |
| You’ve got a | friend in | me | |
| F | F#dim7 | C/G | C9 |
| You’ve got a | friend in | me | |
| F | C/E | E7 | Am |
| When the | road looks | rough a | head |
| F | C/E | E7 | Am |
| And you’re | miles and | miles from your | nice warm | bed |
| F | F#dim7 | C/G | E/G# | F7 | E7 | Am |
| You | just rem | ember | what your | old | pal | said |
| D7 | G7 | C | A7 |
| For yo | u’ve got a | friend in | me | |
| D7 | G7 | C |
| Yeah, | you’ve got a | friend in | me |
| C | E7/B | Am | Ab7 |
| C/G | Cdim7 | G7 |
| | → | |
| C | Gaug | C | C9 |
| You’ve got a | friend in | me | |
| F | F#dim7 | C/G | C9 |
| You’ve got a | friend in | me | |
| F | C/E | E7 | Am |
| You got | troubles, | and I got ‘em | too |
| F | C/E | E7 | Am |
| There isn’t | anything I | wouldn’t | do for you |
| F | C/E | E7 | Am |
| If we stick to | gether we can | see it | through |
| D7 | G7 | C | A7 |
| ‘Cause yo | u’ve got a | friend in | me | |
| D7 | G7 | C | C7 |
| Yo | u’ve got a | friend in | me | |
| F | B |
| Some other folks might be a | little bit smarter than I am |
| C | Baug | C |
| Bigger and | stronger | too, maybe |
| B | C#m7 | Ddim7 | B7/D# | Em | A7 |
| But none of | them will | ever | love you the | way I | do |
| Dm7 | G7 |
| It’s | me and | you, boy |
| C | Gaug | C | C9 |
| And as the | years go | by | |
| F | F#dim7 | C/G | C9 |
| Our | friendship will | never | die | |
| F | F#dim7 | C/G | E7/G# | Am |
| You’re going to | see it’s our | de | sti | ny |
| D7 | G7 | C | A7 |
| You’ve got a | friend in me | | |
| D7 | G7 | C | A7 |
| You’ve got a | friend in me | | |
| D7 | G7 | C |
| You’ve got a | friend in | me |
| C | E7/B | Am | Ab7 |
| C/G | Cdim7 | G7 |
| | → | |
n V
3-5-x--3--x--3--x--7--x--7--x--3--5h3-3M-3M
3---x--3--x--3--x--3--x--3--x--3--3---3M-3M
0---x--0--x--0--x--0--x--0--x--0--0---0M-0M
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3--5--x--3--x--3--x--x--8-7-5-x--x
3-----x--3--x--3--x--x--5-5-7-x--x
0-----x--0--x--0--x--x--0-7-7-x--x
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5-7-x-9s-10-x-x-----------------|----5-3
7---x-9s-10-x-x-10--10--x-9s-10-|-10-7-3
7---x-------x-x-11--9---x-10s11-|-11-5-0
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| G |
| Daddy sits on the front porch swingin’ |
| C | G | D |
| Lookin’ out on a | vac | ant | field |
| D |
| It used to be filled with burly tobacco |
| G |
| Now he knows it never | will |
| G |
| My brother found work in Indiana |
| C | G | D |
| My sister’s a nurse at the | old | folks | home |
| D |
| Momma’s still cookin’ too much for supper |
| G |
| And me, I’ve been a long time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| Been a | long | time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| No I | ain’t hoed a | row since I | don’t know when |
| D | G | C | D | G |
| Long | time | gone and it | ain’t comin’ back | again |
| G |
| Delia plays that old church piano |
| C | G | D |
| Sittin’ out on her | dad | dy’s | farm |
| D |
| She always thought that we’d be together |
| G |
| Lord, I never meant to do her | harm |
| G |
| Said she could heard me singin’ in the choir |
| C | G | D |
| Me I heard | anot | her | song |
| D |
| I caught wind and hit the road runnin’ and |
| G |
| Lord I’ve been a long time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| Been a | long | time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| Lord I | ain’t had a | prayer since I | don’t know when |
| D | G | C | D | G |
| Long | time | gone and it | ain’t comin’ back a | gain |
| F |
| Now | me, I went to Nashville, tryin’ to be the big deal |
| G |
| Playin’ down on Broadway, gettin’ there the hard way |
| F |
| Livin’ from a tip jar, sleepin’ in my car |
| G | A | D |
| Hockin’ my guitar, yeah I’m gonna be a | star | |
| G |
| Now | me and Delia singin’ every Sunday |
| C | G | D |
| Watchin’ the children and the | gar | den | grow |
| D |
| We | listen to the radio to hear what’s cookin’ |
| G |
| But the music ain’t got no | soul |
| G |
| Now | they sound tired but they don’t sound Haggard |
| C | G | D |
| They got money but they | don’t | have | Cash |
| D |
| They got | Junior but they don’t have Hank |
I think, I think, I think the rest is a
| C | G | D |
| No I | ain’t hit the | roof since I | don’t know when |
| D | G | C | D |
| Long | time | gone and it | ain’t comin’ back |
| C | G | D |
| I said a | long | time | gone |
| C | G | D |
| No I | ain’t honked a | horn since I | don’t know when |
| D | G | C | D | G |
| Long | time | gone and it | ain’t comin’ back aga | in |
| D |
| I said a long time, long time, long time | gone |
| G | D |
| Oh it’s been a long time | long time, long time, long time | gone |
| G |
| Oh it’s been a long time | gone |
| D | G |
| Long time, long time, long time | gone, yeah, yeah | |
| G |
| He was | waiting for a bus in his army greens |
| C |
| Sat | down at a booth at a cafe there |
| G |
| Gave his | order to a girl with a bow in her hair |
| G |
| He’s a little shy so she give him a smile |
| G |
| And he | said would you mind sitting down for a while |
| C | G |
| And | talking to me, I’m feeling a little | low? |
| F | C | G |
| She said I’m | off in an hour and | I know where we can | go |
| G |
| So | they went down and they sat on the pier |
| G |
| He said I | bet you got a boyfriend but I don’t care, I’ve |
| C | G |
| Got no one to send a letter | to |
| F | C | G |
| Would you | mind if I sent | one back here to | you? |
| C |
| Never gonna hold the hand of another |
| G |
| Guy, too young for him they told her |
| D |
| Waiting for the love of a travelin’ soldier |
| Em |
| Our love will never end |
| C |
| Waiting for the soldier to come back |
| G |
| A | gain, never more to be alone |
| D | G |
| When the | letter says a soldier’s coming | home |
| G |
| So the | letters came from an army camp |
| G |
| In | California then Vietnam |
| C |
| And he | told her of his heart, he might be in love |
| G |
| And | all the things he was so scared of |
| G |
| He | said when it’s getting kinda rough over here |
| G |
| I | think of that day sitting down at the pier |
| C | G |
| And I | close my eyes and see your pretty | smile |
| F | C | G |
| Don’t | worry but I won’t be | able to write for a | while |
| C |
| Never gonna hold the hand of another |
| G |
| Guy, too young for him they told her |
| D |
| Waiting for the love of a travelin’ soldier |
| Em |
| Our love will never end |
| C |
| Waiting for the soldier to come back |
| G |
| A | gain, never more to be alone |
| D | G |
| When the | letter says a soldier’s coming | home |
| G |
| One | Friday night at a football game |
| G |
| The | lord’s prayer said and the anthem sang |
| C |
| And a | man said folks would you bow your head |
| G |
| For a | list of local Vietnam dead |
| G |
| Crying all alone under the stand |
| G |
| Was a | piccolo player in the marching band |
| C | G |
| And | one name read and nobody really | cared |
| F | C | G |
| But a | pretty little girl | with a bow in her | hair |
| C |
| Never gonna hold the hand of another |
| G |
| Guy, too young for him they told her |
| D |
| Waiting for the love of a travelin’ soldier |
| Em |
| Our love will never end |
| C |
| Waiting for the soldier to come back |
| G |
| A | gain, never more to be alone |
| D | G |
| When the | letter says a soldier’s coming | home |
| C |
| Never gonna hold the hand of another |
| G |
| Guy, too young for him they told her |
| D |
| Waiting for the love of a travelin’ soldier |
| Em |
| Our love will never end |
| C |
| Waiting for the soldier to come back |
| G |
| A | gain, never more to be alone |
| D | G |
| When the | letter says a soldier’s coming | home |
| Em | G | D | Em |
| J | olene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
| I’m b | egging of you please dont’t take my | man |
| Em | G | D | Em |
| Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, J | olene |
| D | Em |
| Ple | ase don’t take him just because you c | an |
| Em | G |
| Your be | auty is be | yond compare |
| D | Em |
| With fl | aming locks of au | burn hair |
| D | Em |
| With iv | ory skin and eyes of emerald g | reen |
| Em | G |
| Your sm | ile is like a b | reath of spring |
| D | Em |
| Your vo | ice is soft like su | mmer rain |
| D | Em |
| And I c | annot compete with you, J | olene |
| Em | G |
| He t | alks about you | in his sleep |
| D | Em |
| There’s n | othing I can | do to keep |
| D | Em |
| From | crying when he calls your name, J | olene |
| Em | G |
| And | I can easily u | nderstand |
| D | Em |
| How | you could easily t | ake my man |
| D | Em |
| But you | don’t know what he means to me, J | olene |
| Em | G | D | Em |
| Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
| I’m be | gging of you please don’t take my | man |
| Em | G | D | Em |
| Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
| Pl | ease don’t take him just because you | can |
| Em | G |
| You | could have your | choice of men |
| D | Em |
| But | I could never l | ove again |
| D | Em |
| He’s | the only one for me, Jo | lene |
| Em | G |
| I h | ad to have this t | alk with you |
| D | Em |
| My | happines depe | nds on you |
| D | Em |
| Wha | tever you decide to do, Jo | lene |
| Em | G | D | Em |
| Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
| I’m be | gging of you please don’t take my | man |
| Em | G | D | Em |
| Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene, Jo | lene |
| D | Em |
| Pl | ease don’t take him even though you | can |
| A | A | Asus2 | A | Asus2 | Asus4 |
| | | | | | x 2 |
| A | A | Asus2 | A | Asus2 | Asus4/E |
| | | | | | x 2 |
| A | E |
| I got the call today that I | didn’t wanna’ hear |
| D |
| But I | knew that it would come |
| A | E |
| Old true friend of ours was | talking on the phone |
| D |
| She said you | found someone |
| E |
| And I | thought of all the bad luck |
And the struggles we went through
| D |
| And how | I lost me and you lost you |
| E |
| What are these voices outside love’s open door |
| D |
| Make us | throw off our contentment |
| E |
| And | beg for something more? |
| A | Bm7 | A/C# |
| But I’m learning to | live without you | now |
| D |
| But I | miss you sometimes |
| A/E | F#m |
| And the | more I know, the | less I understand |
| D | Esus4 | E |
| All the | things I thought I knew I’m | learning aga | in |
| A |
| I’ve been trying to get down |
| Bm7 |
| To the heart of the matter |
| A/C# |
| But my | will gets weak |
| D |
| And my thoughts seem to scatter |
| A/E |
| But I think it’s about | forgiveness |
| D | Esus4 | E | A |
| Even if, even if | you don’t | love me any | more |
| A | A | Asus2 | A | Asus2 | Asus4 |
| | | | | | x 2 |
| A |
| All these | times are so uncertain |
| E |
| There’s a | yearning undefined |
| D |
| And | people filled with rage |
| A |
| We all | need a little tenderness |
| E | D |
| How can love survive in | such a graceless age? |
| E |
| Ah the | trust and self-assurance that lead to happiness |
| D | D |
| They’re the | very things we | kill, I guess |
| E |
| Our | pride and competition |
Can not fill these empty arms
| D |
| And the | work I put between us |
| Esus4 | E |
| You know it | doesn’t keep me | warm |
| A | Bm7 | A/C# |
| I’m learning to | live without you | now |
| A/E | F#m |
| And the | more I know, the | less I understand |
| D |
| All the | things I thought I’d figured out |
| Esus4 | E |
| I | have to learn | again |
| A |
| I’ve been trying to get down |
| Bm7 |
| To the heart of the matter |
| A/C# |
| But | everything changes |
| D |
| And my friends seem to scatter |
| A/E |
| But I think it’s about | foriveness |
| D | Esus4 | E | A |
| Even if, even if, | you don’t | love me any | more |
| G | D/F# |
| There are | people in your life, | who’ve come and gone |
| Em | D/F# |
| They | let you down, you know they | hurt your pride |
| G | D/F# |
| You better put it all behind you baby, ‘cause | life goes on |
| E |
| You keep | carrying that anger, it will eat you up inside, baby |
| A |
| I’ve been trying to get down |
| Bm7 |
| To the heart of the matter |
| A/C# |
| But my | will gets weak |
| D |
| And my thoughts seem to scatter |
| A/E |
| But I think it’s about | forgiveness |
| D | Esus4 |
| Even if, even if | you don’t love me |
| A |
| I’ve been trying to get down |
| Bm7 |
| To the heart of the matter |
| A/C# |
| Because the | flesh will get weak |
And the ashes will scatter
| A/E |
| So I’m thinkin’ about for | giveness |
| D | Esus4 |
| Even if, even if | you don’t love me |
| Am |
| Nobody on the road, nobody on the beach |
| F |
| I feel it in the air, the summer’s out of reach |
| G |
| Empty lake, empty streets, the sun goes down alone |
| F |
| I’m driving by your house, though I know you’re not home |
| C | G |
| But I can see you, | your brown skin shining in the sun |
| F |
| You got your hair combed back and your | sunglasses on, baby |
| C | G |
| I can tell you my | love for you will still be strong |
| F |
| After the boys of | summer have gone |
| Am |
| I never will forget those nights, I wonder if it was a dream |
| F |
| Remember how you made me crazy, remember how I made you scream |
| G |
| Now I don’t understand what happened to our love |
| F |
| But babe I’m gonna get you back |
I’m gonna show you what I’m made of
| C | G |
| I can see you, | your brown skin shining in the sun |
| F |
| I see you walking real slow and you’re smi | ling at everyone |
| C | G |
| I can tell you my | love for you will still be strong |
| F |
| After the boys of | summer have gone |
| Am |
| Out on the road today I saw a Black Flag Sticker on a Cadillac |
| F |
| A little voice inside my head said |
Don’t look back, you could never look back
| G |
| I thought I knew what love was, what did I know? |
| F |
| Those days are gone forever I should just let them go, but |
| C | G |
| I can see you, | your brown skin shining in the sun |
| F |
| You got the top pulled down and your ra | dio on, baby |
| C | G |
| I can tell you my | love for you will still be strong |
| F |
| After the boys of | summer have gone |
| C | G |
| I can see you, | your brown skin shining in the sun |
| F |
| You got your hair slicked back, and those | wayfarers on, baby |
| C | G |
| I can tell you my | love for you will still be strong |
| F |
| After the boys of | summer have gone |
| G | D | Em7 |
| A | long, | long | time ago |
| Am | C |
| I can still re | member how that |
| Em | D |
| M | usic used to make me | smile |
| G | D | Em7 |
| And | I know | if I | had my chance |
| Am | C |
| That | I could make those | people dance and |
| Em | C | D |
| Maybe they’d be | happy for a | while |
| Em | Am |
| But | February | made me shiver |
| Em | Am |
| Wwith | every paper | I’d deliver |
| C | G | Am |
| Bad news | on the | doorstep |
| C | D |
| I | couldn’t take one more | step |
| G | D | Em |
| I | can’t remem | ber if I | cried |
| Am7 | D |
| When I | read about his | widowed bride |
| G | D | Em |
| Something | touched me | deep inside |
| C | D7 | G | C | G |
| The | day the | music | died | | |
| G | C | G | D |
| So | bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
| Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
| And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
| Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
| Em | D7 |
| This’ll be the day that I | die |
| G | Am |
| Did you write the | book of love? |
| C | Am |
| And do | you have faith in | god above |
| Em | D |
| If the bible | tells you so? |
| G | D | Em |
| Do you | believe in | rock and roll |
| Am7 | C |
| Can | music save your | mortal soul |
| Em | A7 | D |
| And can y | ou teach me | how to dance | real slow? |
| Em | D |
| Well I | know that you’re in | love with him |
| Em | D |
| ‘Cause I | saw you dancin’ | in the gym |
| C | G | A7 |
| You | both kicked | off your | shoes |
| C | D7 |
| Man I | dig those rhythm and | blues |
| G | D | Em |
| I was a | lonely | teenage | broncin’ buck |
| Am | C |
| With a | pink carnation and a | pickup truck |
| G | D | Em |
| But | I knew | I was | out of luck |
| C | D7 | G | C | G |
| The | day the | music | die | d, | I started singin’ |
| G | C | G | D |
| So | bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
| Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
| And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
| Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
| Em | D7 |
| This’ll be the day that I | die |
| G | Am |
| Now for t | en years we’ve been | on our own |
| C | Am | Em |
| And mo | ss grows fat on a ro | lling stone | |
| D |
| But that’s not how it u | sed to be |
| G | D | Em |
| When the j | ester s | ang for the ki | ng and queen |
| Am7 | C |
| In a | coat he borrowed fr | om James Dean |
| Em | A7 | D |
| In a v | oice that came from you | and me | |
| Em | D |
| And w | hile the king was lo | oking down |
| Em | D |
| The | jester stole his th | orny crown |
| C | G | A7 |
| The c | ourtroom | was adjourn | ed |
| C | D7 |
| No | verdict was r | eturned |
| G | D | Em |
| And while | Lenin rea | d a b | ook on Marx |
| Am | C |
| The | quartet practiced | in the park |
| G | D | Em |
| And | we sang d | irges i | n the dark |
| C | D7 | G |
| The | day the mu | sic die | d |
| G | C | G | D |
| So | bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
| Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
| And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
| Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
| Em | D7 |
| This’ll be the day that I | die |
| G | Am |
| Helter skelter in a | summer swelter |
| C | Am |
| The birds flew off with | a fallout shelter |
| Em | D |
| Eight miles high and | fallin’ fast |
| G | D | Em |
| It lan | ded | foul o | n the grass |
| Am7 | C |
| The pl | ayers tried for a f | orward pass |
| Em | A7 | D |
| With the jester on the sideline | s in a | cast |
| Em | D |
| Now the ha | lftime air was s | weet perfume |
| Em | D |
| While | sergeants played a m | arching tune |
| C | G | A7 |
| We all got | up to dan | ce |
| C | D7 |
| But | we never got the ch | ance |
| G | D | Em |
| ‘Cause the p | layers | tried to t | ake the field |
| Am | C |
| The | marching band re | fused to yield |
| G | D | Em |
| Do y | ou re | call what w | as the feel |
| C | D7 | G |
| The | day the m | usic died | ? |
| G | C | G | D |
| So | bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
| Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
| And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
| Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
| Em | D7 |
| This’ll be the day that I | die |
| G | Am |
| And t | here we were all | in one place |
| C | Am |
| A ge | neration | lost in space |
| Em | D |
| With no time left to | start again |
| G | D | Em |
| So come on J | ack be ni | mble, | Jack be quick |
| Am7 | C |
| J | ack Flash sat on a c | andle |
| Em | A7 | D |
| Stick, | ’cause fire is the devil’s only | friend | |
| Em | D |
| And a | s I watched him o | n the stage |
| Em | D |
| My h | ands were clenched in f | ists of rage |
| C | G | A7 |
| No | angel b | orn in H | ell |
| C | D7 |
| Could b | read that Satan’s | spell |
| G | D | Em |
| And as the | flames climbed h | igh int | o the night |
| Am | C |
| To | light the sacrif | icial rite |
| G | D | Em |
| I saw S | atan l | aughing with | delight |
| C | D7 | G | C |
| The d | ay the | music d | ied | |
| G | C | G | D |
| Bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
| Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
| And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| Em | A7 |
| Singin’ | this’ll be the day that I | die |
| Em | D7 |
| This’ll be the day that I | die |
| G | D | Em |
| I | met a | girl who | sang the blues |
| Am | C |
| And I | asked her for some | happy news |
| Em | D |
| But | she just smiled and turned a | way |
| G | D | Em |
| I | went down | to the | sacred store |
| Am | C |
| Where I’d | heard the music | years before |
| Em | C |
| But the | man there said the | music |
| Em | Am |
| But | in the streets the | children screamed |
| Em | Am |
| The | lovers cried and the | poets dreamed |
| C | G | Am |
| But | not a | word was | spoken |
| C | D |
| The | church bells all were | broken |
| G | D | Em |
| And the | three men | I ad | mire most |
| Am7 | C | D7 |
| The | Father, | Son, and the | Holy Ghost |
| G | D | Em |
| They caught the | last train | for the coast |
| Am7 | D7 | G |
| The | day the | music | died |
| G | C | G | D |
| Bye, | bye Miss | American | Pie |
| G | C | G | D |
| Drove my | Chevy to the | levy but the | levy was | dry |
| G | C | G | D |
| And | good old | boys were drinkin’ | whiskey and | rye |
| C | D7 | G | C | G |
| Singin’ | this’ll be the | day that I | die | | |
| G |
| I rem | ember when rock was young |
| Bm |
| Me and | Susie had so much fun |
| C |
| Holding | hands and skimmin’ stones |
| D |
| Had a | old gold Chevy and a place of my own |
| G |
| But the | biggest kick I ever got |
| Bm |
| Was doin’ a | thing called the Crocodile Rock |
| C |
| While the | other kids were rockin’ ‘round the clock |
| D |
| We were | hoppin’ and boppin’ to the Crocodile Rock, well |
| Em |
| Crocodile Rockin’ is something shockin’ when your |
| A7 |
| Feet just can’t keep still |
| D7 | G |
| I never knew me a better time and I | guess I never will |
| E |
| Oh, lordy mamma those Friday nights when |
| A7 |
| Susie wore her dresses tight and |
| D7 | C |
| The Crocodile Rockin’ was out of’a | sight |
| G |
| But the | years went by and rock just died |
| Bm |
| Susie went and left me for some foreign guy |
| C |
| Long nights cryin’ by the record machine |
| D |
| Dreamin’ of my Chevy and my old blue jeans |
| G |
| But they’ll | never kill the thrills we’ve got |
| Bm |
| Burnin’ | up to the Crocodile Rock |
| C |
| Learning | fast as the weeks went past |
| D |
| We really | thought the Crocodile Rock would last, well |
| Em |
| Crocodile Rockin’ is something shockin’ when your |
| A7 |
| Feet just can’t keep still |
| D7 | G |
| I never knew me a better time and I | guess I never will |
| E |
| Oh, lordy mamma those Friday nights when |
| A7 |
| Susie wore her dresses tight and |
| D7 | C |
| The Crocodile Rockin’ was out of’a | sight |
| G |
| I rem | ember when rock was young |
| Bm |
| Me and | Susie had so much fun |
| C |
| Holding | hands and skimmin’ stones |
| D |
| Had a | old gold Chevy and a place of my own |
| G |
| But the | biggest kick I ever got |
| Bm |
| Was doin’ a | thing called the Crocodile Rock |
| C |
| While the | other kids were rockin’ ‘round the clock |
| D |
| We were | hoppin’ and boppin’ to the Crocodile Rock, well |
(Chorus)
| Em |
| Crocodile Rockin’ is something shockin’ when your |
| A7 |
| Feet just can’t keep still |
| D7 | G |
| I never knew me a better time and I | guess I never will |
| E |
| Oh, lordy mamma those Friday nights when |
| A7 |
| Susie wore her dresses tight and |
| D7 | C |
| The Crocodile Rockin’ was out of’a | sight |
| C | Dm7 |
| Daniel | is traveling tonight on a | plane |
| G | E7 | Am |
| I can see the red tail lights | heading for Spa | in oh and |
| F | G | Am |
| I can see | Daniel waving good | bye |
| F | G | G7 | C |
| God it | looks like Daniel, | must be the | clouds in my | eyes |
| C | Dm7 |
| They | say Spain is pretty though I’ve | never been |
| G | E7 | Am |
| Well Daniel says it’s the best place he’s e | ver se | en oh and |
| F | G | Am |
| He shold kno | w he’s been there en | ough |
| F | G | G7 | C |
| Lord | I miss Daniel, | oh I | miss him so | much |
| F | C |
| Daniel my brother you are | older than me |
| F | C |
| Do you still | feel the pain of the | scars that won’t heal |
| Am | F |
| Your eyes have | died but you see more than | I |
| Fm | C | A7 | Dm7 | G |
| Daniel you’re a | star | in the face of the | sky | |
| C | Dm7 |
| Daniel | is traveling tonight on a | plane |
| G | E7 | Am |
| I can see the red tail lights | heading for Spa | in oh and |