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Creedence Clearwater Revival

 51. Proud Mary

John Fogerty / Creedence Clearwater Revival (1969)

C / / - / A / - C / / - / A / - C / / - / A / G / F / / - / / D /
D
Left a good job in the city, Workin for the man every night and day
And I never lost a minute of sleepin', Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been. 
A Bm
Big wheel keep on turnin' - Proud Mary keep on burnin',
D A D C A C A C A G F D
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on a ri-ver.
 
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis, Pumped a lot of 'tane down in New Orleans, 
But I never saw the good side of the city, 'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen. 
Big wheel a-keep on turnin' - Proud Mary keep on burnin', 
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 
 
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. 
Big wheel a-keep on turnin' - Proud Mary keep on burnin', 
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river. 

 52. Bad Moon Rising

John Fogerty/Creedence Clearwater Revival: Green River (1969)

Intro riff
|: D A G D D6 D D6 D D6 :|
// / / / // / / / / /
D A G D D D6 D D6 D
I see a bad moon a-risin'.
D A G D D D6 D D6 D
I see trouble's on the way.
D A G D D D6 D D6 D
I see earthquakes and lightnin'.
D A G D D D6 D D6 D
I see bad times today.
G D
Don't go round tonight, it's bound to take your life,
A G D D D6 D D6 D
There's a bad moon on the rise!
 
I hear hurricanes a blowin' 
I know the end is comin' soon. 
I feel the river's overflowin' 
I hear the voice of rage and ruin. 
Don't go round tonight, it's bound to take your life, 
There's a bad moon on the rise! 
Solo: |: D A G D D6 D D6 D :|
G D A G D D6 D D6 D Intro riff
Hope you got your things together. 
Hope you're quite well prepared to die. 
Looks like we're in for nasty weather. 
One eye is taken for an eye. 
Don't go round tonight, it's bound to take your life, 
There's a bad moon on the rise! 
G D
Don't go round tonight, it's bound to take your life,
A G D A G D (Intro Riff)
There's a bad moon on the rise!

 53. Looking Out my Backdoor

J.C. Fogerty / Creedence Clearwater Revival: Cosmo's Factory (1970)

G x C G D G
G Em
Just got home from Illinois - Lock the front door, oh boy,
C G D
Got to set down take a rest on the porch.
G Em
Imagination sets in - Pretty soon I'm singing:
C G D G
Doo doo doo looking out my back door.
 
G Em
There's a giant doing cartwheels, a statue wearing high heels.
C G D
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
G Em
Dinosaur victrola list'ning to Buck Owens;
C G D G
Doo doo doo looking out my back door.
D C G
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Em D
Won't you take a ride on the flying spoon - doo doo doo doo.
G Em
Wondrous apparitions provided by a magician:
C G D G
Doo doo doo looking out my back door.
 
D C G
Tambourines and elephants are playing in the band.
Em D
Won't you take a ride on the flying spoon - doo doo doo doo.
G Em
Wait until tomorrow today I'll buy no sorrow:
C G D G
Doo doo doo looking out my back door.
 
G Em
Just got home from Illinois - lock the front door, oh boy.
C G D (slow down)
Look at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
G Em
Wait until tomorrow today I'll buy no sorrow:
C G D G C G D G
Doo doo doo looking out my back door.

Bob Dylan

 54. Blowin' in the Wind

Bob Dylan

G C G Em G C D
How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man?
G C G Em G C D
How many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand?
G C G Em G C D
How many times must the cannonballs fly before they are forever banned?
C D G Em
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind,
C D G C G
The answer is blowin' in the wind.
 
How many years can a mountain exist before it is washed to the sea? 
How many years can some people exist before the're allowed to be free? 
How many times can a man turn his head, pretending he just doesn't see? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 
 
How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky? 
How many ears must one man have before he can hear people cry? 
How many deaths will it take 'till he knows that too many people have died? 
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind, 
The answer is blowin' in the wind. 

 55. Knockin' on Heaven's Door

Bob Dylan

G D Am7 G D C
|: G D Am7 G D C :|
Oooh Oooh Oooh - Oooh Oooh Oooh
G D Am7
Mama take this badge off of me,
G D C
I can't use it anymore.
G D Am7
It's getting dark, too dark for me to see;
G D C D
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
 
G D Am7
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door.
G D C D
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door.
G D Am7
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door.
G D C D
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door.
 
G D Am7
Mama, put my guns in the ground.
G D C
I can't shoot them anymore.
G D Am7
That long black cloud is comin' down.
G D C D
I feel I'm knockin' on heaven's door.
G D Am7
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door.
G D C D
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door.
G D Am7
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door.
G D C D
Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door.
 
G D Am7 G D C
Ooh - ooh - ooh - ooh Ooh - ooh - ooh ...

 56. Mr. Tambourine Man

Bob Dylan

F G C F
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
C F G
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
F G C F
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
C F G C C4 C
In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you
 
F G C F C F
Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, Vanished from my hand,
C F G
Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.
F G C F C F
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, -- I have no one to meet,
C F G
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man... 
 
Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, my senses have been stripped, 
My hands can't feel to grip, my toes too numb to step, 
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'. 
I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade into my own parade, 
Cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it. 
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man... 
 
Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, 
It's not aimed at anyone , it's just escapin' on the run, and but for the sky there are no fences facin'. 
And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme to your tambourine in time, 
It's just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn't pay it any mind, 
It's just a shadow you're seein' that he's chasing. 
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man... 
 
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, 
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, the haunted, frightened trees, 
Out to the windy beach, far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. 
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, 
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, with all memory and fate, 
Driven deep beneath the waves, let me forget about today until tomorrow. 
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man... 

 57. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue

Bob Dylan

C (harp)
G C
You must leave now, take what you need you think will last.
G C
But whatever you wish to keep you better grab it fast!
Dm F C
Yonder stands your orphan with his gun;
Dm F C
Crying like a fire in the sun.
E7 G
Look out the Saints are comin' through:
Dm F C
And - It's all over now, Baby Blue.
 
The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. 
Take what you have gathered from coincidence. 
The empty handed painter from your streets 
Is drawing crazy patterns on your sheets. 
This sky too, is folding under you: 
And - It's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
All your seasick sailors, they are rowing home. 
All your reindeer armies, are all going home. 
The lover who just walked out your door 
Has taken all his blankets from the floor. 
The carpet too, is moving under you: 
And - It's all over now, Baby Blue. 
 
Leave your stepping stone behind, something calls for you. 
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you. 
The vagabond who's rapping at your door 
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore. 
Strike another match, go start anew: 
And - It's all over now, Baby Blue. 

 58. Don't Think Twice, It's All Right

Bob Dylan / The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan (1963)

C G7 Am F C G7
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe, if you don't know by now.
C G7 Am D7 G
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe, It'll never do, somehow.
C C7
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn,
F D7
Look out your window and I'll be gone.
C G Am F C G C
You're the reason I'm travelling on, But, don't think twice, it's all right.
 
C G7 Am F C G7
And it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe, The light I never knowed.
C G7 Am D7 G
And it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe, I'm on the dark side of the road.
C C7
But I wish there were something you would do or say;
F D7
To try and make me change my mind and stay.
C G Am F C G C
We never did too much talkin' anyway. Don't think twice, it's all right.
 
C G7 Am F C G7
No it ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal, Like you never done before.
C G7 Am D7 G
And it ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal, I can't hear you anymore.
C C7
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wonderin' Walking down the road,
F D7
I once loved a woman, a child I am told.
C G Am F C G C
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul, Don't think twice, it's all right.
 
G7 Am F C G7
So lo-o-ong, honey babe, Where I'm bound, I can't tell.
C G7 Am D7 G
Goodbye is too good a word, babe, So I'll just say, "fare thee well".
C C7
I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind,
F D7
You could have done better, but, I don't mind.
C G Am F C G C
You just kinda wasted my precious time, Don't think twice, it's all right.

 59. I Shall Be Released

Bob Dylan/Bob Dylan: Greatest Hits Vol. II (1970)

E F#m G#m F#m B E
They say ev’rything can be replaced, Yet ev’ry distance is not near;
E F#m G#m F#m B E
So I remember ev’ry face, Of ev’ry man who put me here.
E F#m G#m F#m B E
I see my light come shining, from the west unto the east
E F#m G#m F#m B E
Any day now, any day now, I shall be relased
 
E F#m G#m F#m B E
They say ev’ry man needs protection, They say ev’ry man must fall.
E F#m G#m F#m B E
Yet I swear I see my reflection, Some place so high above this wall.
E F#m G#m F#m B E
I see my light come shining, from the west unto the east
E F#m G#m F#m B E
Any day now, any day now, I shall be relased
 
E F#m F#m B E
Standing next to me in this lonely crowd, Is a man who swears he’s not to blame.
E F#m F#m B E
All day long I hear him shout so loud, Crying out that he was framed.
E F#m G#m F#m B E
I see my light come shining, from the west unto the east
E F#m G#m F#m B E
Any day now, any day now, I shall be relased

 60. Lay Lady Lay

Bob Dylan

|: G Bm F Am :|
G Bm F Am G Bm F Am
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
G Bm F Am G Bm F Am
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
D Em G
Whatever colours you have in your mind
D Em G
I'll show them to you and you'll see them shine
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
 
Until the break of day, let me see you make him smile 
His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean 
And you're the best thing that he's ever seen 
Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile 
 
Bm D G
Why wait any longer for the world to begin
Bm Am G
You can have your cake and eat it too
Bm D G
Why wait any longer for the one you love
Bm Am
When he's standing in front of you
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed 
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead 
 
I long to see you in the morning light 
I long to reach for you in the night 
G Bm F Am |: G Bm F Am :|
Stay, lady, stay, stay while the night is still ahead

 61. All Along The Watchtower

Bob Dylan / Jimi Hendrix: Electric Ladyland (1967)

|: Am G F G :|
///// / //// / /
Am G F G Am
"There must be some kind of way out of here," / / / / /
G F G Am
Said the joker to the thief: / / / / /
"There's too much confusion, 
I can't get no relief. 
Businessmen, they drink my wine; 
Plowmen dig my earth. 
None of them along the line - 
Know what any of it is worth!” 
All along the watchtower, 
Princes kept the view. 
While all the women came and went, 
Barefoot servants, too! 
“No reason to get excited,” 
The thief, he kindly spoke: 
“There are many here among us 
Who feel that life is but a joke. 
But you and I, we’ve been through that, 
And this is not our fate! 
So let us not talk falsely now, 
the hour is getting late!” 
 
All along the watchtower, 
Princes kept the view. 
While all the women came and went, 
Barefoot servants, too! 
 
Outside in the distance 
A wildcat did growl. 
Two riders were approaching, 
And the wind began to howl. 
All along the watchtower 
Princess kept the view 
While all the women came and went 
Barefoot servants too 
 
All along the watchtower 
All along the watchtower 
All along the watchtower 

 62. Just Like a Woman

Bob Dylan: Blonde on Blonde (1966)

C F G C C F G7 C
Nobody feels any pain - Tonight as I stand inside the rain
F G F G
Everybody knows that baby's got new clothes
F Em Dm C G7
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Am C/G G7sus4 G7 G7sus2 G7
Have fallen from her curls
C Em/B G9/A F
She takes just like a woman, yes she does
C Em/B G9/A F
She makes love just like a woman, yes she does
C Em/B G9/A F
And she aches just like a woman
G7sus4 G7 G7sus2 G7 C
But she breaks just like a little girl.
 
Queen Mary, she's my friend. Yes, I believe I'll go see her again. 
Nobody has to guess that baby can't be blessed 
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest 
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls. 
She takes just like a woman, yes she does; She makes love... 
 
E7
It was rainin' from the first and I was dying there of thirst
C Csus4 C
So I came in here
E7
And your longtime curse hurts but what's worse
G7sus4 G7 G7sus2 G7 G7sus4 G7 G7sus2 G7
Is this pain in here, I can't stay in here, Ain't it clear that
 
I just can't fit - Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit 
When we meet again introduced as friends 
Please don't let on that you knew me when 
I was hungry and it was your world. 
She takes just like a woman, yes she does; She makes love... 

 63. Alberta

Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: Self Portrait (1970)

 
G C/g G
/ / / / / / (repeat)
Em D G C/g G
Alberta let your hair hang low
C G C/g G
Alberta let your hair hang low
C G
I'll give you more gold
G G/f# Em
Than your apron can hold
G D G C/g G
If you'd only let your hair hang low
 
1 verse instrumental
 
Alberta what's on your mind 
Alberta what's on your mind 
You keep me worried and bothered 
All of the time 
Alberta what's on your mind 
 
Alberta don't you treat me unkind 
Alberta don't you treat me unkind 
Oh my heart is so sad 
Cause I want you so bad 
Alberta don't you treat me unkind 
 
Alberta let your hair hang low 
Alberta let your hair hang low 
I'll give you more gold 
Than your apron can hold 
If you'll only let your hair hang low 

 64. Hurricane

Bob Dylan

Am F Am F
Am F
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Am F
enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Am F
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Am F
Cries out "My God they killed them all!"
C F
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
C F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm C
for something that he never done
Dm C
Put in a prison cell but one time
Em Am F C G F Am F
he could have been the champion of the world
 
Three bodied lying there does Patty see 
and another man named Bello moving mysteriously 
"I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands 
"I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand 
I saw them leavin," he says and he stops 
One of us had better call the cops 
so Patty calls the cops 
and they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin 
in the hot New Jersey night 
 
Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town 
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around 
number one contender for the middleweight crown 
had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down 
when a cop pulled him over on the side of the road 
just like the time before and the time before that 
in Paterson that just the ways things go 
If you black you might as well not show up on the streets 
Less you wanna draw the heat 
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops 
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around 
He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights 
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates" 
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head 
Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead" 
so they took him to the infirmary 
and although this man could hardly see 
they told him that he could identify the guilty men 
 
Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in 
Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs 
the wounded man looks up though his one dying eye 
says "why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy!" 
Yes, here the story of the Hurricane 
The man the authorities came to blame 
for something that he never done 
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been 
the champion of the world 
 
Four months later the ghetto's in flame 
Rubin's in South America fightin for his name 
while Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game 
and the cops are puttin the screw to him looking for somebody to blame 
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?" 
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" 
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" 
"Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?" 
"Don't forget that you are white" 
 
Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure" 
Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break 
We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello 
Now you don't want to ave to go back to jail, be a nice fellow 
You'll be doin' society a favor 
That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver 
We want to put his ass in the stir 
We want to pin this trip murder on him 
He ain't ne Gentleman Jim" 
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch 
he never did like to talk about it all that much 
It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay 
and when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way 
up to some paradise 
where the trout streams flow and the air is nice 
and ride a horse along a trail 
but then they took him to the jail house 
where they try to make a man into a mouse 
 
All of Rubin's card were marked in advance 
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance 
the judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums 
to the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum 
but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger 
no one doubted that he pulled the trigger 
and though they could not produce the gun 
the D.A. said he was the one who did the deed 
And the all-white jury agreed 
 
Rubin Carter was falsely tried 
the crime was murder "one", guess who testified? 
Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied 
and the newspapers all went along for the ride 
how can the life of such a man 
be in the palm of some fool's hand? 
to see him obviously framed 
couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land 
where justice is a game 
 
Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties 
are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise 
while Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell 
and innocent man in a living hell 
that's the story of the Hurricane 
but it won't be over till they clear him name 
and give him back the time he's done 
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been 
the champion of the world 

 65. Days of 49

Bob Dylan/Self Portrait

Am G Am G Am
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in the good old golden days.
G Am G Am
They call me a bummer and a gin-sot, too, but what cares I for praise
C Am C Am
I wander 'round from town to town, just like a roving sign,
C Am G Am
And the people all say "There goes Tom Moore in the days of '49.
Am F C F C
In the days of old, in the days of gold, how oftentimes I repine
F C Am
For the days of old when we dug up the gold, In the days of '49.
 
There was Nantuck Bill, I knew him well, a feller fond of tricks. 
At a poker game he was always there and heavy with his bricks. 
He would ante up and draw his cards and go in a hatfull blind. 
In a game of bluff, Bill lost his breath in the days of '49. 
In the days of old... 
 
There was New York Jake, a butcher boy he was always getting tight. 
And every time that he got full he was always hunting a fight. 
One night he run up against a knife in the hands of old Bob Kline: 
And over Jake they held a wake In the days of '49. 
In the days of old... 
 
There was poor old Jess, the old lame cuss; He never would relent. 
He never was known to miss a drink Or ever spend a cent. 
At length old Jess, like all the rest, who never would decline, 
In all his bloom went up the flume in the days of '49. 
In the days of old... 
 
There was roaring Bill from Buffalo; I never will forget. 
He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roaring yet. 
One night he fell in a prospector's hole in a roaring bad design, 
And in that hole roared out his soul in the days of '49 
In the days of old... 

the Kinks

 66. A Well Respected Man

R. D. Davies / the Kinks (1965)

G C C/B Am C C/B Am
'Cause he gets up in the morning, and he goes to work at nine.
C C/B Am C C/B Am
And he comes back home at five thirty, gets the same train every time
C C/B Am C C/B Am
'Cause his world is built on punctuali- ty it never fails
C C/B Am C C/B Am
'Cause he's oh so good, and he's oh so fine,
C C/B Am C C/B Am
And he's oh so healthy in his body and his mind
F Em F D G G/C G
He's a well respected man about town Doing the best things so conservatively.
 
And his mother goes to meetings while his father pulls the maid. 
And she stirs the tea with councilors while discussing foreign trade. 
And she passes looks as well as Bill's at every suave young man. 
Cos he's oh so good, and he's oh so fine, 
And he's oh so healthy in his body and his mind. 
He's a well respected man about town Doing the best things so conservatively- 
 
And he likes his own backyard, and he likes his fags the best, 
'Cause he's better than the rest, and his arm sweat smells the best, 
And he hopes to grab his father's loot when big foot passes on. 
Cos he's oh so good, and he's oh so fine, 
And he's oh so healthy in his body and his mind. 
He's a well respected man about town Doing the best things so conservatively- 
 
And he plays at stocks and shares, and he goes to the regatta. 
He adores the girl next door 'cause he's dying to get at her, 
But his mother knows the best about the matrimonial stakes. 
Cos he's oh so good, and he's oh so fine, 
And he's oh so healthy in his body and his mind. 
He's a well respected man about town Doing the best things so conservatively- 

 67. Apeman

R. D. Davies / the Kinks

Intro
D D D D D D A E - D E E A
A E
I think I'm sophisticated 'cause I'm living my life just like a good homo sapiens.
A E
But all around me everybody's multiplying and they're walking round like flies man.
D A
So I'm no better than the animals sitting in the cages in the zoo man.
E A
Cause compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees I am an apeman.
 
I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized 'cause I'm a strict vegetarian. 
But with the over-population and inflation and starvation and the crazy politicians: 
I don't feel safe in this world no more, I don't want to die in a nuclear war. 
I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an apeman. 
A E
I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman!
A E
I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodooh man, oh I'm an apeman!
D A
'Cause compared to the sun that sits in the sky, Compared to the clouds as they roll by,
E A
Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies I am an apeman.
spoken
A E
In man's evolution he's created the city and the motor traffic rumble.
A E
But give me half a chance and I'd be taking off my clothes and living in the jungle.
 
D A
'Cause the only time that I feel at ease Is swinging up and down in the coconut trees.
E A
Oh what a life of luxury to be like an apeman.
I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman 
I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodooh man, oh I'm an apeman 
I look out the window but I can't see the sky, The air pollution is a-fucking up my eyes, 
I want to get out of this city alive and make like an apeman. 
 
A E A E A
Oh come on and love me, be my apeman girl, And we'll be so happy in my apeman world.
I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman 
I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodooh man, oh I'm an apeman 
I'll be your Tarzan, you'll be my Jane, I'll keep you warm and you'll keep me sane, 
We'll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day, just like an apeman. 
 
I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman 
I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodooh man, oh I'm an apeman 
I don't feel safe in this world no more, I don't want to die in a nuclear war. 
I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an apeman. 

 68. Sunny Afternoon

R. D. Davies / the Kinks: Face to Face (1966)

Intro:
|: Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb A A/G A/F A/E :|
Dm C7 F C7
The taxman's taken all my dough And left me in my stately home,
A A/G A/F A/E Dm
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon.
Dm C7 F C7
And I can't sail my yacht, He's taken everything I've got,
A A/G A/F A/E Dm
All I've got's this sunny afternoon.
D7 G7 C7 F A7
Save me, save me, save me from this greed; I got a big fat mama tryin' to break me.
Dm G7 Dm G7 C7
And I love to live so pleasantly - Live this life of luxury;
F A7 Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb A A/G A/F A/E
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon - In the summertime.
 
My girlfriend's run off with my car And gone back to her ma and pa, 
Tellin' tales of drunkenness and cruelty. 
Now I'm sittin' here, Sippin' at my ice-cooled beer; 
Lazing on a sunny afternoon. 
Help me, help me, help me sail away. Who give me two good reasons why I are to stay? 
'Cause I love to live so pleasantly - Live this life of luxury; 
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon - In the summertime. 
In the summertime 
Save me, save me, save me from this greed, I got a big fat mama tryin' to break me. 
And I love to live so pleasantly - Live this life of luxury; 
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon - In the summertime. 
In the summertime... 

 69. Death of a Clown

Ray Davies, Dave Davies / the Kinks: Something Else by the Kinks (1967)

C G F C G G7
C G G7
My makeup is dry and it cracks on my chin
F C G
I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin
C G G7
The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore
F C G
The lions they won't bite and the tigers won't roar
F Dm Bb Eb Dm C G
La la la La la la La la la La - So let's all drink to the death of a clown
C G G7 F C G
Won't someone help me to break up this crown - Let's all drink to the death of a clown
F Dm Bb Eb Dm C G
La la la La la la La la la La - Let's all drink to the death of a clown
 
C G G7
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor
F C G
Nobody needs fortunes told anymore
C G G7
The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees
F C G
And frantically looking for runaway fleas
F Dm Bb Eb Dm C G
La la la La la la La la la La - So let's all drink to the death of a clown
C G G7 F C G
Won't someone help me to break up this crown - Let's all drink to the death of a clown
F Dm Bb Eb Dm C G
La la la La la la La la la La - Let's all drink to the death of a clown
C G G7
La la la la la la la la la la
F C G
La la la la la la la la la la
F Dm Bb Eb F C G
La la la La la la La la la La - let's all drink to the death of a clown

 70. I'm Not Like Everybody Else

R.D. Davies / the Kinks (1966)

Am E-3-2-3p2 Em
(Intro) / /
G D Dsus4 D
I won't take all that they hand me down
Am Em
And make up a smile though I wear a frown
G D Dsus4 D
And I'm not gonna take it a lifetime
Am Em
'Cause once I get started I'll go to town
Em D Dsus4 D Am Em
I'm not like everybody else; I'm not like everybody else!
Em D Dsus4 D Am Em
I'm not like everybody else; I'm not like everybody else!
Em D A
And I don't want to talk around like everybody else
Em D A
And I don't want to live my life like everybody else
Em D A
And I won't say that I've gone by like everybody else
Am Em Am Em
'Cause I'm not like everybody else - I'm not like everybody else
 
My little darling I love you true 
And do all the things you want me to 
Confess all my sins if you want me to 
But there's one thing I'll keep saying: 
I'm not like everybody else... 
Em Em
Like everybody else - Like everybody else
Em
Like everybody else...
 
If you all want me to settle down 
there's no way to stop all my goin' 'round 
I'll do everything that you want me to 
But there's one thing I'll keep saying: 
I'm not like everybody else; I'm not like everybody else! 
I'm not like everybody else; I'm not like everybody else! 
And I don't want to talk around like everybody else 
And I don't want to live my life like everybody else 
And I don't want to say goodbye like everybody else 
'Cause I'm not like everybody else - I'm not like everybody else 
Em Em Em
Like everybody else - Like everybody else - Like everybody else...

 71. Where Have all the Good Times Gone?

R. D. Davies / The Kinks

 
Intro: G F D G F D / / / / / (crashing)
G F G F
Well, in my life I never stopped to worry 'bout a thing
G F G F
Open up and shout it out and never try to sing
C A G
Wondering if I done wrong
F D
Will this impression last too long? But -
G F G F G F
Won't you tell me - Where have all the good times gone?
G F G F
Where have all the good times gone?
 
G F G F
Well, once we had an easy ride and always felt the same
G F G F
Time was on my side and I had everything to gain
C A G
Let it be like yesterday
F D
Please let me have happy days And -
Won't you tell me - Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone? 
 
G F G F
Ma & Pa look back at all the things they used to do
G F G F
Didn't have no money and they always told the truth
C A G
Daddy didn't have no toys
F D
And Mommy didn't need no boys.
Won't you tell me - Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone? 
G F D G F D / / / / / (crashing)
G F G F
Yesterday was such an easy game for you to play
G F G F
But lets face it - things are so much easier today
C A G
Guess you need some bringin' down
F D
And get your feet back on the ground
Won't you tell me - Where have all the good times gone? Where have all the good times gone? 
G F D G F D / / / / / (crashing) G

 72. Dandy

R. D. Davies/the Kinks: Face to Face (1967)

D
Dandy, Dandy, Where you gonna go now? Who you gonna run to?
G Bm Em G Bm Em
All your little life - You're chasing all the girls.
G Bm Em G C D
They can't resist your smile. Ohoh, they long for - Dandy, Dandy.
 
Checkin' out the ladies, Tickelin' their fancy, 
Pouring out your charm - To meet your own demands, 
And turn it off at will. Ohoh, they long for - Dandy, Dandy. 
 
Knockin' on the back door, Climbing through the window, 
Hub' is gone away, And while the cat's away, 
The mice are gonna play. Ohoh, you're low down - Dandy, Dandy. -- Dandy 
 
F# B C#7
Dandy, you know you're moving much too fast,
F# B C#7
And Dandy, you know you can't escape the past.
A Bm E
Look around thee and see the people settle down,
A A/G A/F# A7
And when you're old and grey you will remember what they said,
A A/G A/F# A7
That two girls are too many, three's a crowd and four your dead.
 
D
Oh Dandy, Dandy, When you gonna give up? Are you feeling old now?
G Bm Em G Bm Em
You always will be free, You need no sympathy,
G Bm Em G C G
A bachelor you will stay, and Dandy, you're all right.
|: C D C D :|
You're all right. -- You're all right.
C D D Dsus4 D
You're all right.

 73. Dead End Street

Raymond Douglas Davis / the Kinks (1967)

Am C G
There's a crack up in the ceiling,
Dm F Am
And the kitchen sink is leaking.
Am C G
Out of work and got no money,
Dm F Am
A Sunday joint of bread and honey!
Am G F E7
What are we living for? Two roomed apartment on the second floor!
Am G F E7
No money comin' in, the rent collector's out and try'n to get in!
A Dm E
We are strictly second class, and we don't understand!
 
Am G F E
Dead end! (Why) We should be in dead end street.
Am G F E
Dead end! People are livin' in dead end street.
Am G F E
Dead end! I'm gonna die in dead end street.
C F C F
Dead end street (yeah!) Dead end street (yeah!)
 
On a cold and frosty morning, Wipe my eyes and stop me yawning. 
And my feet are nearly frozen, Boil the tea and put some toast on. 
What are we livin' for? Two roomed apartment on the second floor! 
No chance to emigrate, I'm deep in debt and now it's much too late! 
We both worked to work so hard, but we can't get a chance! 
 
Dead end! People live in dead end street! 
Dead end! People are dyin' at dead end street! 
Dead end! I'm gonna die at dead end street! 
Dead end street (yeah!) Dead end street (yeah!) 
trombone solo
Dead end! People live on dead end street. 
Dead end! People are dyin' at dead end street. 
Dead end! I'm gonna die on dead end street. 
Dead end street (yeah!) Dead end street (yeah!) 
Dead end street (yeah!) Head to my feet (yeah!) 
Dead end street (Yah!)... 
trumpet solo

 74. Waterloo Sunset

R. D. Davies / the Kinks: Something else (1967)

A7 D A G
(Guitar-Bass-Line) (Guitar-Melody)
G D A G
Dirty old river, must you keep rolling, rolling into the night!
D A G
People so busy make me feel dizzy, taxi lights shine so bright!
Em B G A
But I don't need no friend,
D A G
As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, I am in paradise.
E A D
(la-la-la) Every day I look at the world from my window
G E A7
(la-la-la) But chilly, chilly it's evening time, Waterloo sunset's fine.
 
D A G
Terry meets Julie, Waterloo Station, every Friday night.
D A G
But I am so lazy, don't want to wander, I stay at home at night.
Em B G A
But I don't feel afraid,
D A G
As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, I am in paradise.
E A D
(la-la-la) Every day I look at the world from my window
G E A7
(la-la-la) But chilly, chilly it's evening time, Waterloo sunset's fine.
 
D A G
Millions of people swarming like flies round Waterloo underground.
D A G
But Terry and Julie cross over the river where they feel safe and sound.
Em B G A
And they don't need no friends,
D A G
As long as they gaze on Waterloo Sunset, they are in paradise.
D A G A
(guitar solo) (piano-chords)
A
Waterloo sunset's fine...

 75. Lola

Ray Davies / the Kinks: Lola vs. Powerman and the Moneygoround, Part I (1970)

Intro:
C C C/// D/ E
E
I met her in a club down in old Soho where you
A D E A Asus4
drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola C-O-L-A cola
E
She walked up to me and she asked me to dance
A D
I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said
E A D C C////// D/ E (riff)
Lola L-O-L-A Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la
 
Well I'm not the world's most physical guy, but when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine 
You know my Lola; Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola! 
Well I'm not dumb but I can't understand - Why she walked like a woman but talked like a man: 
Oh, my Lola, Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola, Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola 
 
B7 F#7
Well we drank champagne and danced all night under electric candle light
A A A7
She picked me up and sat me on her knee and said "Dear boy won't you come home with me?"
 
Well, I'm not the world's most passionate guy, but when I looked in her eyes, well I almost fell for my 
Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la Lo lo lo lo Lo - la -- Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la Lo lo lo lo Lo - la 
A E B A E B A E B
I pushed her away I walked to the door I fell to the floor
E G#7 C#m B B13 E
I got down on my knees Then I looked at her and she at me
 
Well, that's the way that I want it to stay, And I always want it to be that way for 
my Lola - Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola 
Girls will be boys and boys will be girls, It's a mixed up muddled up shook up world, 
Except for Lola - Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola 
 
Well I left home just a week before, And I've never ever kissed a woman before 
But Lola smiled and took me by the hand, Said: Dear boy, I'm gonna make you a man. 
 
Well I'm not the world's most passionate man, 
But I know what I am and I'm glad I'm a man and so is Lola. 
Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la Lo lo lo lo Lo - la 
Lola Lo lo lo lo Lo - la Lo lo lo lo Lo - la 

 76. Shangri-La

R. D. Davies/the Kinks: Arthur (1969)

Am G E7 Am Am C G E7
Now that you've found your paradise, This is your kingdom to command.
Am C G E7 Am C E7 Am
You can go outside and polish your car Or sit by the fire in your Shangri-La.
 
Am G E7 Am Am C G E7
Here's your reward for working so hard - Gone are the lavatories in the backyard;
Am C G E7 Am C E7 Am
Gone are the days when you dreamed of that car - You just want to sit in your Shangri-La!
 
D Dmaj7 D7 G G/F# Em
Put on your slippers and sit by the fire, You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher.
C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dm Dm/C
You're in your place and you know where you are. In your Shangri-La.
 
D Dmaj7 D7 G G/F#
Sit back in your old rockin' chair, You need not worry you need not care.
Em C C/B Am
You can't go anywhere.
F A F A Bb F C A
Shangri-La-a, Shangri-La-a, Shangri-La-ah-ah-ah!
 
D Dmaj7 D7 G G/F# Em
The little man who gets the train Got a mortgage hanging over his head.
C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dm Dm/C
But he's too scared to complain - Cause he's conditioned that way;
 
D Dmaj7 D7 G G/F# Em C C/B Am
Time goes by and he pays off his debts - Got a T.V. set and a radio - for seven shillings a week.
|: F A F A Bb F C :|
Shangri-La-ah, Shangri-La-ah, Shangri-La-ah-aah-ah!
Bb F C Bb F C Bb F
/ / / - /// /// // / / / - /// /// // / /
Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb
And all the houses in the street have got a nam,
Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb
'Cause all the houses in the street they look the same,
A D Dm
ame chimney pots, same little cars, same window panes.
 
Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb
The neighbors call to tell you things that you should know,
Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb
They say their lines they drink their tea and then they go ,
A D Dm
They tell your business in another Shangri-La.
 
Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb
The gas bills and the water rates and payments on the car ,
Dm Dm/C Dm/B Dm/Bb
Too scared to think about how insecure you are ,
A D
Life ain't so happy in your little Shangri-La
G C F Bb |: G C F Bb :| A
Shangri-La- Shangri-la la la la la la la lala; - -La- la la la la la la la la la lala;
 
D Dmaj7 D7 G G/F# Em
Put on your slippers and sit by the fire - You've reached your top and you just can't get any higher,
C C/B Am Am/G F F/E Dm Dm/C
You're in your place and you know where you are - In your Shangri-La!
 
D Dmaj7 D7 G G/F# Em
Sit back in your old rockin' chair you need not worry you need not care
C C/B Am
You can't go anywhere -
|: F A F A Bb F C A :|
Shangri-La-ah, Shangri-La-ah, Shangri-La-ah-aah-ah!

 77. Autumn Almanac

R.D. Davies / The Kinks (1967)

B C# F# B C# F# Bm E A
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / From the dew soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar
E D E A E A E
The dawn begins to crack, it's all part of my autumn almanac!
Bm E A
Breeze blows leaves of a musty colored yellow
E D E A E A E
So I sweep them in my sack, yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
 
F# B C# F# B C# F#
Friday evening pe-ople get together, hi-iding from the weather
D#m D#m/D F#
Tea and toasted buttered currant buns
G# B Bb
Can't compensate for lack of sun because the summer's all gone
Bm E A E
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la-la-la ohh! my poor rheumatic back
D E A E A E
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
Bm E A E
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la - ohh! my autumn almanac
D E A E A E
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
A E D E A E D A
I like my football on a Saturday, roast beef on Sunday's al-right
A E D E A E D A
I'm goin' to Blackpool for my holidays, sit in the open sunlight
Am C F G
This is my street and I'm never gonna leave it
C B Bb A
And I'm always gonna stay if I live to be ninety-nine
Am D7 A A7
'Cause all the people I meet seem to come from my street
B C# F#m B
And I can't get away, because it's calling me (come on home)
A B
Hear it calling me (come on home)
Bm E A E
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la-la-la ohh! my autumn almanyac
D E A E A E
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
Bm E A E
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la - ohh! my autumn almanac
D E A E D E A E D E A
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
D E A (repeat and fade out)
Bop bop bop-m bop-m ba -ohh!

 78. Celluloid Heroes

Raymond Douglas Davies / The Kinks: Everybody's in Show-Biz (1972)

D A G D
Everybody's a dreamer, and everybody's a star,
F#m Bm G A
And everybody's in movies, it doesn't matter who you are!
Bm F#m G A
There are stars in every city - In ev'ry house and on ev'ry street,
D7 G A D
And if you walk down Hollywood Boulevard - Their names are written in concrete.
 
D A G D
Don't step on Greta Garbo as you walk down the Boulevard;
F#m Bm G A
She looks so weak and fragile that's why she tried to be so hard.
Bm F#m G A
But they turned her into a princess - And they sat her on a throne.
D7 G A D
But she turned her back on stardom - Because she wanted to be alone.
C G D
You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard.
C G D
Some that you recognize, some that you've hardly even heard of.
C G D
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
C G D
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
 
D A G D
Rudolph Valentino looks very much alive,
F#m Bm G A
And he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by.
Bm F#m G A
Avoid stepping on Bela Lugosi - 'Cause he's liable to turn and bite!
D7 G A D
But stand close by Bette Davis - Because hers was such a lonely life.
 
D A G D
If you covered him with garbage George Sanders would still have style,
F#m Bm G A
And if you stamped on Mickey Rooney He would still turn round and smile.
Bm F#m G A
But please don't tread on dearest Marilyn - 'Cause she's not very tough.
D7 G A D
She should have been made of iron or steel - But she was only made of flesh and blood.
C G D
You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
C G D
Some that you recognize, some that you've hardly even heard of
C G D
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame
C G D
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain
D A G D
Everybody's a dreamer, and everybody's a star,
F#m Bm G A
And everybody's in show biz, it doesn't matter who you are!
Bm F#m G A
And those who are successful - Be always on your guard,
D7 G A D
Success walks hand in hand with failure - Along Hollywood Boulevard.
bridge
C G D
I wish my life was non-stop Hollywood movie show.
C G D
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes.
C G D
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain,
C G D
And celluloid heroes never really die!
C G D
You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
C G D
Some that you recognize, some that you've hardly even heard of
C G D
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame
C G D
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain
|: C G D :|
La la la la la - la la la la la - la la la la la
C G D C G D
Oh, celluloid heroes never feel any pain - Oh, celluloid heroes never really die.
bridge
C G D
I wish my life was non-stop Hollywood movie show.
C G D
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes.
C G D
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain,
C G D
And celluloid heroes never really die!

 79. 20th Century Man

Ray Davies/the Kinks: Muswell Hillbillies (1971)

A A A A#-A A D D A E E A (riff1 2x) A D G D G D A (riff1 2x)
A E
This is the age of machinery, a mechanical nightmare;
A D G D A (riff)
A wonderful world of technology, Napalm, hydrogen bomb, biological warfare!
A E
This is the twentieth century, too much aggravation!
A D G D A (riff)
It's the age of insanity, What has become of the green pleasant fields of Jeruselem?
A G G A G
Ain't got no ambition, I'm just disillusioned.
D (no chord) A (riff1) A D G D G D A (riff1)
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want, don't wanna be here
A G G# A E
My mama says she can't understand me, Can't see me motivation!
A D G D A (riff1)
Just give me some security, I'm a paranoid schizoid product of the 20th century!
A G G# A E
You keep all your smart modern writers, Give me William Shakespeare.
A D G D A (riff)
You keep all your smart modern painters, I'll take Rembrandt, Tizian, Da Vinci and Gainsborough!
A G G# A G
Girl, we gotta get out of here, we gotta find a solution!
D (no chord) A (Riff1)
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want, don't wanna die here
A G G# A G
Well, we gotta get outta here, we've gotta find a solution.
D (no chord) A
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't want, don't wanna be here!
Bridge
Em A5 Em G G/F# Em
I was born in a wellfare state, ruled by bureaucracy;
D Am C C/B A5
Controlled by civil servants and people dressed in grey.
A5 Am A5 G G/F# Em
Got no privacy, got no liberty,
D A5 C C/B A (Riff1)
'Cause the twentieth century people took it all away from me.
Riff2 four times
A (no chord) G D A
Don't wanna get myself shot down
(no chord) G D A
By some trigger happy policeman,
(no chord) G D
Gotta keep a hold of my sanity
D F C G A
I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna die here...
Riff2 four times
(no chord) G D A (no chord) G D A
My mama says she can't understand me, Can't see my motivation.
(no chord) G D D F C G A
Ain't got no security, I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna die here...
Riff2 - repeat ...
I don't want twentieth century man, I don't want twentieth century man, 
I don't want twentieth century man, I don't want twentieth century man. 
A G D A G D A
This is the twentieth century Too much aggravation!
G D D F C G A
This is the age of insanity, I'm a twentieth century man but I don't wanna be here...
Riff1: | Riff2: ---------------------------- |-(A)-----(G)--------(G/F#)-(Em)---- -------------------3-3-3-2-- |----3-3-2---------0------0--------- -------------------2-2-2-2-- repeat |----2-2-2---------0------0--------- -------------------4-4-4-2-- |----4-4-2---0---0------0------0---- ----0-5p0-5p0---0----------- |--0-------0------------------------ --------------0------------- |--------------3------2------0------

 80. Complicated Life

Ray Davies / the Kinks: Muswell Hillbillies (1971)

(intro:) D A A7 D G D D A A7 D G D
A D
Well I woke up this morning with a pain in my neck, A pain my heart, and a pain my chest,
A
I went to the doctor and the good doctor said:
D
You gotta slow down your life or you're gonna be dead,
G D A7 D
"Cut out the struggle and strife, It only complicates your life."
 
A
Well I cut down women, I cut down booze,
D
Stopped iron' my shirts, cleaning my shoes,
A
Stopped going to work and stopped reading the news,
D
Sitting twiddling my thumbs 'cos I got nothing to do,
G D A D
Minimal exercise To help uncomplicate my life,
N.C.
Gotta stand and face it, life is so complicated!
D A
Ladi dah di dah dah, Ladi dah di dah dah,
A7 D G D
Got to get away from the complicated life son!
D A
Life is overrated, life is complicated
A7 D G D
Must aleviate this complicated life
(Instrumental Break- repeat the first verse, and sing the last two lines)
G D A7 D
"Cut down the struggle and strife, It's such a complicated life."
 
A
Like old Mother Hubbard I got nothin' in the cupboard,
D A
Got no dinner and I got no supper, Holes in my shoes I got holes in my socks,
D
I can't go to work 'cos I can't get a job,
G D A7 D
The bills are rising sky high, It's such a complicated life,
N.C.
Gotta stand and face it, Life is so complicated
Ladi dah di dah dah, Ladi dah di dah dah, Got to get away from the complicated life son! 
Life is overrated, life is complicated Must aleviate this complicated life! 
 
Ladi dah di dah dah(Life is overrated), Ladi dah di dah dah(Life is complicated), 
Got to get away from(Got to get away) the complicated life son! 
Life is overrated, life is complicated, Must aleviate this complicated life! 
A7 D G D
Got to get away from the complicated life son...

the Rolling Stones

 81. Angie

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones

 
Am E G F C
Angie, Angie, when will those clouds all disappear?
Am E G F C
Angie, Angie, where will they lead us from here?
G Dm Am
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats,
C F G Am E G F C
You can't say we're satisfied. Angie, Angie you can't say we never tried .
 
Am E G F C
Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't it time we said goodbye?
Am E G F C
Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we cried.
G Dm Am
All the dreams we held so close seem to all go up in smoke,
C F G Am E G F C
Oh let me whisper in your ear: Angie, Angie where will they lead us from here?
piano solo
G Dm Am
Oh Angie don't you weep; all your kisses still taste sweet.
C F G Am E G F C
I hate that sadness in your eyes! But Angie, Angie ain't it time we said goodbye?
strings
G Dm Am C F G
With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats; Oh you can't say we're satisfied!
Am E G F C
But Angie, I still love you baby, everywhere I look I see your eyes.
Dm Am C F G
There ain't a woman that comes close to you; come on baby dry your eyes!
Am E G F C Am E G F F E Dm C
Angie, Angie ain't it good to be alive? Angie, Angie they can't say we never tried!

 82. Brown Sugar

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Sticky Fingers (1971)

|: Esus4 E | A Asus4 A :|
|: - - / / | / / /' /' /' /' :| (3x)
|: C Csus4 C A Asus4 A F G A Asus4 A :|
|: / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / :|
A D
Gold coast slave ship bound for cotton fields, sold in a market down in New Orleans.
A G A
Scarred old slaver know he's doin' alright, hear him whip the women just around midnight:
E A Asus4 A Asus4 A
Brown Sugar - how come you taste so good.
E A Asus4 A Asus4 A
Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should.
C Csus4 C A Asus4 A F G A Asus4 A
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
 
Drums beating, cold English blood runs hot, lady of the house wond'ring where it's gonna stop. 
Houseboy knows that he's doin' alright, you should have heard him just around midnight: 
Brown Sugar - how come you taste so good. Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should. 
Solo
|: A C Csus4 C A Asus4 A F G A Asus4 A :| G A
|:/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / :| (4x) / / / /
Brown Sugar - how come you taste so good. Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should. 
I bet your mama was a tent show queen and all her boyfriends were sweet sixteen. 
I'm no schoolboy but I know what I like, you should have heard me just around midnight: 
Brown Sugar - how come you taste so good. Brown Sugar - just like a young girl should. 

 83. As Tears go By

Jagger, Richards, & Oldham / the Rolling Stones (1965)

C D F G Gsus4 G
It is the evening of the da-ay.
C D F G Gsus4 G
I sit and watch the children pla-ay.
F G C/C C/B C/A Am C/G
Smiling faces I can see, but not for me;
F G
I sit and watch as tears go by.
 
C D F G Gsus4 G
My riches can't buy ev'rythi-ing
C D F G Gsus4 G
I want to hear the children si-ing
F G C/C C/B Am C/G
All I hear is the sound of rain falling on the ground;
F G
I sit and watch as tears go by.
instr.
C D F G Gsus4 G C D F G Gsus4 G F G C/C C/B Am C/G F G
C D F G Gsus4 G
It is the evening of the da-ay.
C D F G Gsus4 G
I sit and watch the children pla-ay.
F G C/C C/B Am C/G
Doin' things I used to do they think are new;
F G
I sit and watch as tears go by.
C D F C
Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm

 84. Sitting on a Fence

Jagger, Richard / the Rolling Stones (1965)

(intro) G
C D C G
Since I was young I've been very hard to please
C D G G7
And I don't know wrong from right
C
But ther is one thing I could never understand
D
Some of the sick things that a girl does to a man
G C D G C D
So I'm just sitting on a fence, you can say I got no sense.
G A D G C D G
Tryin' to make up my mind, it really is so hard to find, I'm just sitting on a fence.
 
C D C G
All of my friends at school grew up and settled down.
C D G G7
And they mortgaged up their lives
C
One things not said too much, but I thin it's true:
D
They just get married 'cause there's nothing else to do!
So I'm just sitting on a fence, you can say I got no sense. 
Tryin' to make up my mind, it really is so hard to find, I'm just sitting on a fence. 
solo
So I'm just sitting on a fence, you can say I got no sense. 
Tryin' to make up my mind, it really is so hard to find, I'm just sitting on a fence. 
C D C G
The day may come when you get old and sick and tired of life;
C D G G7
You just never realized:
C
Maybe the choice you made wasn't really right,
D
but you go out and you don't come back at night.
So I'm just sitting on a fence, you can say I got no sense. 
Tryin' to make up my mind, it really is so hard to find, I'm just sitting on a fence. 

 85. The Last Time

Jagger, Richards / the Rolling Stones

E D A E D A
Well I told you once and I told you twice
E D A E D A
But you never listen to my advice
E D A E D A
You don't try very hard to please me
E D A E D A
For what you know it should be easy
A
Well this could be the last time. This could be the last time.
D A E D A E D A
Maybe the last time I don't know! Oh no Oh no.
 
E D A E D A
Well I'm sorry girl but I can't stay
E D A E D A
Feelin' like I do today
E D A E D A
There's too much pain and too much sorrow
E D A E D A
Guess I'll feel the same tomorrow
Refrain
 
Solo
 
Refrain
 
A E D A E D A
Well I told you once and I told you twice
E D A E D A
Someone will have to pay the price
E D A E D A
Here's a chance to change your mind
E D A E D A
Cause I'll be gone a long, long time
Refrain

 86. Ruby Tuesday

Jagger & Richards / Rolling Stones

Am C F C
She would never say where she came from
Am C F G
Yesterday don't matter if it's gone
Am D7 G
While the sun is bright
Am D7 G
Or in the darkest night
C G G7
No one knows she comes and goes
C G F G
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday,
C G F G
Who could hang a name on you?
C G F C
When you change with ev'ry new day,
G G
Still I'm gonna miss you!
 
Don't question why she needs to be so free 
She'll tell you it's the only way to be 
She just can can't be chained 
To a life where nothing's gained 
And nothing's lost at such a cost 
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, Who could hang a name on you? 
When you change with ev'ry new day, Still I'm gonna miss you! 
 
There's no time to loose I heard her say 
Cash your dream before they slip away 
Dying all the time 
Lose your dreams and you 
will loose your mind ain't life unkind 
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, Who could hang a name on you? 
When you change with ev'ry new day, Still I'm gonna miss you! 

 87. Get Off Of My Cloud

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones

E A B A
/ / / / / / / / / / / /
repeat after each line in verse
 
E A B A E E A B A
I live in an apparmtent on the ninety-ninth floor of my block
E A B E E A B A
I sit at home lookin' out my window imagining the world has stopped
E A B E E A B A
Then in flies a guy who's all dressed up just like a Union Jack
E A B E E A B A
He says "I'd 've won five pounds if I had this kind of detergent pack"
E G#m A B
Said I "Hey you get off of my cloud
E G#m A B
Hey you get off of my cloud
E G#m A B
Hey you get off of my cloud
D B E E A B A
Don't hang around, 'cause two's a crowd on my cloud!
 
The telephone is ringing I say "Hi who's there on the line?" 
A voice says "Hi hello how are you?" "Well I guess I am doin' fine!" 
He says "It's three a.m. there's too much noise don't you people want to go to bed? 
Just cause you feel so good, do you have to drive me out of my head?" 
CHORUS
 
I was sick and tired, fed up with things and decided to take a drive down town. 
It was so very quiet and peaceful, there was nobody, not a soul around. 
I laid myself down, I was so tired and I started to dream. 
In the morning the parking tickets were just like flags stuck on my windscreen! 
CHORUS

E
5
A
8
B
7

 88. 19th Nervous Breakdown

Jagger, Richards / the Rolling Stones

riff 1 (E) riff 2 (B) riff 3 (A) riff 4 (A) e |-------------| |-----------| |-----------| |---------| b |---10-10-9---| |---5-5-4---| |---3-3-2---| |-----5s3-| G |---11-11-9---| |---6-6-4---| |---4-4-2---| |-4s6-----| D |-9---------9-| |-4-------4-| |-2-------2-| |---------| A |-------------| |-----------| |-----------| |---------| E |-------------| |-----------| |-----------| |---------|
E
You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal dull affairs,
Centre of a crowd talking much to loud running up and down the stairs. 
A
Well it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years
E
And though you've tried you just cant hide your eyes are edged with tears.
B (riff 2) A (riff 4) E
You'd better stop -- look around -- Here it comes - here it comes -
A E
here it comes - here it comes - Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown!
 
When you were a child you were treated kind but never brought up right. 
You were overspoilt with a thousand toys and still you cried all night. 
Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax, 
Your fathers still perfecting ways of making sealing wax. 
You'd better stop - - look around - - Here it comes - here it comes - 
here it comes - here it comes - Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown! 
bridge
B E
Oh who's to blame; that girls just insane!
A (riff 3) B (riff 2) E
Well nothing I do don't seem to work it only seems to make matters worse; Oh please!
 
You were still in school when you had that fool who really messed youre mind 
And after that you turned your back on treating people kind. 
On our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange you mind 
But after while I realised you were disarranging mine! 
You'd better stop - - look around - - Here it comes - here it comes - 
here it comes - here it comes - Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown! 

 89. Satisfaction

Jagger, Richards / the Rolling Stones

Main Riff (continue pattern)
E-|-----------------------------------------------------------| B-|-----------------------------------------------------------| G-|-----------------------------------------------------------| D-|-----------------------------------------------------------| A-|-2--2----2--4--5----5--5--4--2--2--------------------------| E-|-----------------------------------------------------------|
E A E A
I can't get no satisfaction I can't get no satisfaction
E B7 E A
Cause I try__ and I try___ and I try__ and try__
A E (start riff) A D A E A D
I can't get no I can't get no
A E A D A E A D
When I'm driving in my car and the man comes on the radio
A E A D A E A
he's telling me more and more about some useless information
A E A D A E A D
supposed to fire my imagination I can't get no
 
A E (tacet) E A D A E A D
Oh no no no hey hey hey That's what I say
 
When I'm watchin' my TV and that man comes on to tell me 
how white my shirts can be Well he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke 
the same cigarettes as me 
I can't get no oh no no no 
Hey hey hey that's what I say 
Chorus
 
When I'm ridin' 'round the world and I'm doin' this and I'm signing that 
And I'm tryin' to make some girl who tells me "Baby better come back, maybe next week 
'cause you see I'm on a losers street" 
I can't get no oh no no no 
Hey hey hey that's what I say 
Chorus

 90. Mother's Little Helper

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones

C Am D Em (Riff) |: E6 ---0--2--2/3----3--2--0--- :|
What a drag it is getting old
Em
"Kids are different today," - I hear every mother say
F
Mother needs something today to calm her down.
G C
And though she's not really ill - There's a little yellow pill
Am Asus2 Am Asus2
She goes running for the shelter - Of a mother's little helper
Em (riff)
And it helps her on her way - Gets her through her busy day
 
"Things are different today," - I hear every mother say 
Cooking fresh food for a husband's just a drag! 
So she buys an instant cake - And she burns her frozen steak 
And goes running for the shelter - Of a mother's little helper 
And two help her on her way - Get her through her busy day. 
C D G C
Doctor please - Some more of these - Outside the door - She took four more
Am D Em (riff)
What a drag it is getting old
 
"Men just aren't the same today - I hear every mother say 
They just don't appreciate that you get tired! 
They're so hard to satisfy - You can tranquilise your mind 
So go running for the shelter - Of a mother's little helper 
And four help you through the night - Help to minimise your plight. 
Doctor please - Some more of these - Outside the door - She took four more 
What a drag it is getting old 
 
"Life's just much too hard today," - I hear every mother say 
The pursuit of happiness just seems a bore! 
And if you take more of those - You will get an overdose 
No more running to the shelter - Of a mother's little helper 
(riff) G C G G
They just helped you on your way - Through your busy dying day Hey!

 91. Sympathy For The Devil

Jagger, Richards / The Rolling Stones

E D A E
Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste.
D A E
I've been around for long, long years, stolen many a man's soul and faith.
D A E
I was 'round when Jesus Christ had his moments of doubt and pain.
D A E
Made damn' sure that Pilate washed his hands and sealed his fate.
B E
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name,
B E
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game!
 
I stuck around St. Petersburg when I saw it was the time for a change. 
Killed the Tsar and his ministers, Anastasia screamed in vain. 
I rode a tank, held a general's rank, when the blitzkrieg raged, and the bodies stank. 
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, 
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game! 
 
I watched with glee how your kings and queens fought for ten decades for the gods they made. 
I shouted out: "Who killed the Kennedys?", when after all, it was you and me. 
Let me please introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste, 
And I lay traps for troubadours, who get killed before they reach Bombay. 
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, 
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game! 
|: E D A E :| (x4)
(solo)
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, 
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game! 
Just as every cop is a criminal, and all the sinners saints. 
As heads is tails, just call me Lucifer, 'cos I'm in need of some restraint. 
So if you meet me have some courtesy, have sympathy and some taste. 
Use all your well-learned politesse, or I'll lay your soul to waste. 
Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my name, 
But what's puzzling you is the nature of my game! 
|: E D A E :|
(solo)

 92. Time is on My Side

Norman Meade / the Rolling Stones (1964)

 
C Em A7 D7
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
G C D
Time is on my side, yes it is!
G C D
Time is on my side, yes it is!
Em D7 Em A7
Now you always say that you want to be free
D C
But you'll come runnin' back -
D C
But you'll come runnin' back -
D C D7
But you'll come runnin' back - To me
 
Time is on my side, yes it is! 
Time is on my side, yes it is! 
You're searchin' for good times, but just wait and see 
chorus
 
spoken:
C7
Go ahead, baby, go ahead
G7
Go ahead and lay it on the town.
C7 G7
And baby, do anything your heart desires
Remember I'll always be around. 
C7 Em
And I know, I know, like I told you so many times before
A7
You're gonna come back, yeah, you're gonna come back baby
D7
Knockin', yeah, knockin' right on my door.
 
Time is on my side, yes it is! 
Time is on my side, yes it is! 
'Cause I got the real love, the kind that you need 
But you'll come runnin' back (3x) 
chorus
G C D
Time, time, time, is on my side, yes it is

 93. Love in Vain

R. Johnson, Jagger & Richards / Rolling Stones: Let it Bleed (1969)

G G7 G G7 C C7 G G7 D D7 C C7 G G7 D D7
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
G G7 G G7
Well, I followed her to the station with a suitcase in my hand.
C C7 G G7
Yeah, I followed her up to the station with a suitcase in my hand,
D D7 C
Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell
C7 G G7 D D7
all your love's in vain.
 
When the train came into the station - I looked her in the eye, 
Well, the train came into the station - I looked her in the eye, 
Well, I felt so sad and lonesome - I could not help but cry. 
 
Slide guitar solo on 1 chorus (now you can hear the Hammond)
 
When the train left the station, it had two lights on behind 
Yeah, the train left the station, it had two lights on behind 
Yeah, the train left the station, it had two lights on behind 
Well, the blue light was my baby and the red light was my mind. 
 
Harp solo on 1 chorus
 
G
All my love's in vain.
All my love's in vain. 
 

 94. Country Honk

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Let it Bleed (1969)

G C G D D7 G
//// //// //// //// //// //// //// //// //// ///// //// ////
G C
I'm sittin' in a bar tippling a jar in Jackson
G A D D7
And on the street the summer sun it shines
G C
There's many a bar-room queen I've had in Jackson
G D D7 G
But I just can't seem to drink you off my mind
G D D7 G
It's the ho-ho-ho-honky tonk women
D D7 G
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
 
G C
I laid a divorcee in New York City
G A D D7
I had to put up some kind of a fight
G C
The lady she all dressed me up in roses
G D D7 G
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind
G D D7 G
It's the ho-ho-ho-honky tonk women
D D7 G
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
Solo: over verse chords
G D D7 G
It's the ho-ho-ho-honky tonk women
D D7 G
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues
G D D7 G
It's the ho-ho-ho-honky tonk women
D D7 G C G
Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues

Cadd9
Fadd9

 95. You Can't Always Get What You Want

Jagger-Richards / the Rolling Stones: Let it Bleed (1969)

Intro: choir sings 1st verse, chorus; guitar & french horn
|: C Cadd9 C F Fadd9 F :|
C F C F
I saw her today at the reception, - a glass of wine in her hand
C F C F
I knew she was gonna meet her connection, - at her feet was a footloose man
C F C F
You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you want
C F
You can't always get what you want,
D F C F C Cadd9 C F Fadd9 F
But if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need!
 
I went down to the demonstration, - To get my fair share of abuse. 
Singing: "We're gonna vent our frustration! - If we don't we're gonna blow a fivty amp fuse!" 
You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you waant, 
You can't always get what you want, 
But if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need! 
 
I went down to the Chelsea Drug Store, - To get your prescription filled. 
I was standing in line with Mister Jimmy, - And man did he look pretty ill! 
We decided that we would have a soda, - my favorite flavour - cherry red. 
I sung my song to Mister Jimmy, - and he said one word to me and that was "dead". 
I said: You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you waant, 
You can't always get what you want, 
But if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need! 
Interlude: brief electric solo and choir, instrumental
Dsus C F Dsus G7sus
|: C Cadd9 C F Fadd9 F :| D F C Cadd9 C F Fadd9 F C Cadd9 C
you get what you need!
I saw her today at the reception, - in her glass was a bleeding man. 
She was practiced at the art of deception, - I could tell by her bloodstained hands. 
You can't always get what you want, You can't always get what you waant, 
You can't always get what you want, 
But if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need! 

Peter, Paul & Mary

 96. Five Hundred Miles

Hedy West

C Am Dm Dm7
If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone.
Dm Dm7 G
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.
C Am Dm Dm7
A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles,
Dm G C
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.
 
Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two, Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four, 
Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home. 
Away from home, away from home, away from home, away from home, 
Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home. 
 
Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name, 
Lord I can't go back home this a way. 
This a way, this a way, this a way, this a way, 
Lord I can't go back home this a way. 
 
If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone. 
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. 
A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, 
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. 

 97. Puff (The Magic Dragon)

Peter Yarrow, Leonard Lipton (1963) / Peter, Paul & Mary

 
C Em F C
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
F C Am D7 G7
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called HonahLee,
C Em F C
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
F C Am D7 G7 C G7
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff. Oh!
C Em F C
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
F C Am D7 G7
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called HonahLee,
C Em F C
Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea
F C Am D7 G7 C
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called HonahLee.
 
Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail, 
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail, 
Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came, 
Pirate ships would low'r their flag when Puff roared out his name. Oh! 
Puff, the magic... 
 
A dragon lives forever but not so little boys, 
Painted wings and giant rings make way for other toys, 
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more 
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar. Oh! 
Puff, the magic... 
 
His head was bent in sorrow green scales fell like rain, 
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane, 
Without his lifelong friend Puff could not be brave 
So Puff that mighty dragon, sadly slipped into his cave. Oh! 
 
Puff, the magic... 
D7 G7 C F C G7 C
... in a land called Ho - nah - Le -- --e.

 98. Leaving on a Jetplane

John Denver / Peter, Paul & Mary

D7 G C G C
All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go, I'm standing here outside the door
G Em D D7
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye.
G C G C
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn', The Taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn.
G Em D D7
Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
G C G C
So kiss me and smile for me, Tell me that you'll wait for me,
G Em D D7
Hold me like you never let me go.
G C G C
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, Don't know when I'll be back again.
G Em D D7
Oh babe, I hate to go.
 
There's so many times I've let you down, So many times I've played around, 
I tell you now they don't mean a thing. 
Ev'ry place I go I'll think of you, Ev'ry song I sing I sing for you. 
When I come back I'll bring your wedding ring. 
So kiss me ... 
 
Now the time has come to leave you, One more time let me kiss you, 
Then close your eyes, I'll be on my way. 
Dream about the days to come, When I won't have to leave alone, 
About the times I won't have to say. 
So kiss me ... 

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