BeOK Nachbarschaftsband Thealozzi (25.01.2020)
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1. Be OK
Ingrid Michaelson/Ingrid Michaelson: Be OK (2008)
| C | D | F | C |
| I just wanna be OK, be OK, be OK, | I just wanna | be OK to | day. |
| C | D | F | C |
| I just wanna be OK, be OK, be OK, | I just wanna | be OK to | day. |
| C | D | F | C |
| I just wanna feel today, feel today, feel today, | I just wanna feel | something to | day. |
| C | D | F | C |
| I just wanna feel today, feel today, feel today, | I just wanna | feel something | today. |
| E | F | C | E | F | G |
| Open me up and | you will | see, | I'm a gallery of | broken | hearts. |
| E | F | C | D | F | C |
| I'm beyond repair, | let me | be, | And give me | back my broken | parts. |
| C | D | F | C |
| I just wanna know today, know today, know today, | I just want to | know something to | day. |
| C | D | F | C |
| I just want to know today, know today, know today, | Know that maybe | I will be O | K. |
| E | F | C | E | F | G |
| Open me up and | you will | see, | I'm a gallery of | broken | hearts. |
| E | F | C | D | F | C |
| I'm beyond repair, | let me | be, | And give me | back my broken | parts. |
| Am | D | Dm | Am | Am | D | Dm | Am |
| Just | give me | back my | pieces. - | Just | give them | back to | me please. |
| Am | D | Dm | Am | Dm | F | C |
| Just | give me | back my | pieces, - | And let me | hold my broken | parts. |
| C | n.c. | D | F | C |
| I just | wanna be OK, be OK, be OK, | I just wanna | be OK to | day. |
| C | D | F | C |
| I just wanna be OK, be OK, be OK, | I just wanna | be OK to | day. |
| C | D | F | C |
| I just want to feel today, feel today, feel today, | I just want to | feel something to | day. |
| C | D | F | C |
| I just want to know today, know today, know today, | Know that maybe | I will be O | K. |
| D | F | C | (slow down) | D | F | C |
| Know that maybe | I will be O | K. | | Know that maybe | I will be O | K. |
2. Fly me to the Moon - In Other Words
Bart Howard / Kaye Ballard (1954) - Frank Sinatra (1964)
| Dm7 | Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 |
| Fly me to the | moon and let me | play among the | stars, |
| Bbmaj7 | Em7(b5) | A7(b9) | Dm7 |
| Let me see what | spring is like on | Jupiter and | Mars. |
| Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 | Am7(b5) | D7 | Gm7 | C7 | F6 | Em7b5 | A7(b9) |
In | other words: | "Hold my | hand!" | | In | other words: " | Darling | kiss me!" | | |
| Dm7 | Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 |
| Fill my heart with | song, and let me | sing for ever | more, |
| Bbmaj7 | Em7(b5) | A7(b9) | Dm7 |
| You are all I | long for, all I | worship and a | dore. |
| Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 | Am7(b5) | D7 | Gm7 | C7 | F6 | Em7b5 | A7(b9) |
In | other words: | "Please be | true!" | | In | other words: | "I love | You!" | | |
| Dm7 | Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 |
| Fly me to the | moon and let me | play among the | stars, |
| Bbmaj7 | Em7(b5) | A7(b9) | Dm7 |
| Let me see what | spring is like on | Jupiter and | Mars. |
| Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 | Am7(b5) | D7 | Gm7 | C7 | F6 | Em7b5 | A7(b9) |
In | other words: | "Hold my | hand!" | | In | other words: " | Darling | kiss me!" | | |
| Dm7 | Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 |
| Fill my heart with | song, and let me | sing for ever | more, |
| Bbmaj7 | Em7(b5) | A7(b9) | Dm7 |
| You are all I | long for, all I | worship and a | dore. |
| Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 | Am7(b5) | D7 | Gm7 | C7 | F6 | Em7b5 | A7(b9) |
In | other words: | "Hold my | hand!" | | In | other words: " | Darling | kiss me!" | | |
| Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 | Am7(b5) | D7 | Gm7 | C7 | Fmaj7 |
In | other words: | "Please be | true!" | | In | other words: | "I love | You." |
3. Lemon Tree
Peter Freudenthaler, Volker Hinkel / Fools Garden: Dish of the Day (1995))
| Fm | Cm | Fm | Cm |
| I'm sitting here in a | boring room, | It's just another rainy sunday | afternoon |
| Fm | Cm | Fm | Cm |
I'm | wasting my time I got | nothing to do, I'm | hanging around I'm | waiting for you: |
| A#m | Cm | Fm |
But | nothing ever happens | - wnd I | wonder. |
| Fm | Cm | Fm | Cm |
| I'm driving around | in mycCar, I'm | driving foo fast, I'm | driving too far. |
| Fm | Cm | Fm | Cm |
I'd | Llke to change my | point of view, | I feel so lonely I'm | waiting yor you: |
| A#m | Cm | Fm |
But | nothing ever happens | - and I | wonder. |
| G# | D# | Fm | Cm |
I | wonder how, I | wonder why, | Yesterday you told me 'bout the | blue blue sky, |
| C# | D# | G# | D# |
| And all that I can | see is just a yellow | lemon-tree. | |
| G# | D# | Fm | Cm |
| I'm turning my head | up and down, | I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, | turning around, |
| C# | A# | D# | Fm | Cm | Fm | Cm | A#m | Cm | Fm |
| And all that I can | see is just a yellow | lemon-tree. | dad | ada | ... | . | | | |
I'm sitting here I miss the power, I'd like to go out taking a shower; | |
But there's a heavy cloud inside my head. I feel so tired put myself into bed, | |
Where nothing ever happens - and I wonder. | |
| C | Fm | D# | G# | C |
| Isolation - | is not good for me. | Isolation - | I don't want to | sit on a lemon-tree. |
I'm steppin' around in a desert of joy, Baby anyhow I'll get another toy, | |
And everything will happen - and You'll wonder. | |
I wonder how, I wonder why, Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky, | |
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree. | |
I'm turning my head up and down, I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around, | |
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree. | |
I wonder how, I wonder why, Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky, | |
| |: | C# | D# | :| | C# | D# | G# |
| |: | And all that I can | see, | :| | And all that I can | see, Is just a yellow | lemon-tree. |
4. Ain't Got No, I Got Life
James Rado, Gerome Ragni, Galt MacDermot / Nina Simone: 'Nuff Said (1968)
| Em | G |
I ain't got no | home, ain't got no | shoes; |
| Em | G |
Ain't got no | money, ain't got no | class; |
| D | Bm7 |
Ain't got no | skirts, ain't got no | sweater; |
| Em | C | D | G | C | G |
Ain't got no | perfume, ain't got no | bed | - Ain't | got | no | mind, |
| Em | G |
Ain't got no | mother, ain't got no | culture; |
| Em | G |
Ain't got no | friends, ain't got no | schoolin'; |
| D | Bm7 |
Ain't got no | love, ain't got no | name; |
| Em | C | D | G | C | G |
Ain't got no | ticket, ain't got no | token | - Ain't got no | god | | |
| C | Am |
| And what have I got? - | Why am I alive anyway? |
| Am | D7 |
| Yeah, what have I got? - | Nobody can take away? |
| G | C | G | C |
Got my | hair, got my | head, Got my | brains, got my | ears, |
| G | D | Am | D |
Got my | eyes, got my nose, got my | mouth - I got my | smile. | |
| G | C | G | C |
I got my | tongue, | got my chin, Got my | neck, got my | boobies, |
| G | D | Am | D |
Got my | heart, got my soul, got my | back - I got my | sex. | |
| Em | Bm | Em | Bm |
I got my | arms, got my | hands, got my | fingers, got my | legs, |
| Em | Bm | Am | D | G |
got my | feet, got my | toes, got my | liver; | - Got my | blood. |
| Am | C | D | G | C | G | C |
I've got | life, - I've got my | free | dom. I've got | life. | | | |
I've got life, and I am gonna keep it. | |
| G |
I've got life, and nobody's gonna take it away. I've got | life! |
5. Reality and Fantasy
Raphael Gualazzi / Raphael Gualazzi: Reality and Fantasy (2011)
| Gm | / | / | / | | / / | / | / | Dm | / | / | / | | | / | / | / | / |
| Some | one u | pon that | wall | | Is just | gonna | spe- - | e- | e- | end | | the | night | with my | girl. |
| Gm | / / | / | | | / | / | / | / | Dm | / / / | | | / | / | / | / | Gm |
| | | That’s | | what I’m | talk | in’ a | bout | | - | | That’s | why I’m | gonna | play this | shout: |
| |: | / | / | / | | | / | / | / | / | Dm | / / | / | | | / | / | / | / | Gm | :| |
| |: | The | wall be | tween | | - Rea | lity and | fanta | sy | | - Some | times so | | small | - And | not | so | tall. | :| |
I’ve looked into your eyes - And it should make me feel so bright, satisfied. | |
The only thing I've learn - Is just to fall, and fall, and fall! | |
|: The wall between - Reality and fantasy - Sometimes so small - And not so tall. :| | |
Sometimes our life is strange - And it seems you gotta do it all by yourself | |
Do arrange - Sensations never felt. That’s why my soul I’ll never sell. | |
|: The wall between - Reality and fantasy - Sometimes so small - And not so tall. :| | |
X:1
T:Reality and Fantasy: Tenor Saxofon
M:1/4
L:1/4
K:Am
"g"A3B|cBAG|"d"B3G|E3z|"g"A3B|cBAG|"d"A3z|z4|
6. Heavy Cross
Beth Ditto, Brace Paine, Hannah Billie / Gossip: Music for Men (2009)
| Dm | C | Dm | C |
ooohh oh | ooooh, oh oh oh | ohhh - ooohh oh | ooooh, oh oh oh | ohhh |
| Dm | C |
It's a | cruel cruel world, to face on your own, A | heavy cross, to carry alone, |
| Dm | C |
The | lights are on, but everyone's gone, And it's | cruel. |
| Dm | C |
It's a | funny way, to make ends meet, when the | lights are out on every street, |
| Dm | C |
It | feels alright, but never complete, without | you, |
| Dm | C |
I trust | you, if it's already been done, | undo it, |
| Dm | C |
It takes | two, it's up to me and you, to | prove it, |
| Dm | C |
All the | rainy nights, even the coldest days, you're | moments ago, but seconds away, |
| Dm | C |
The | principal of nature, it's true but, it's a | cruel world, |
| Dm | C | Dm | C |
| ooooh oooh oohh, | ooh ooh oooh ooh, | ooo oo | wooah |
| Dm | C |
We can | play it safe, or play it cool, | follow the leader, or make up all the rules, |
| Dm | C |
| whatever you want, the choice is yours, So | choose! |
| Dm | C |
I trust | you, if it's already been done, | undo it, |
It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it. | |
| Dm | C |
ei ei | ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh, | ye oh oh, |
| Dm | C |
ei ei | ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh, | ye eh, ye eh, ye eh, |
| Dm | Dm | Dm | Dm | C |
| | | | I trust you, it's already been done, | undo it, |
| Dm | C |
It takes | two, it's up to me and you, to | prove it. |
| Dm | C | Dm | C |
| ei ei ei, woah wo, | yeah eh - | ei ei ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh - | ye eh, ye eh, ye eh, |
| Dm | C |
I trust | you, if it's already been done, | undo it, |
| Dm | C |
It takes | two, it's up to me and you, to | prove it. |
| Dm | C | Dm | C | Dm |
| ei ei ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh, | ye oh oh, | ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh, | ye eh, ye eh, ye eh, - I trust | you. |
7. Hit The Road, Jack
Percy Mayfield / Ray Charles (1961)
| Gm | F | Eb | D |
| / / | / / | / / | / / (repeat) |
| Gm | F | Eb | D | Gm | F | Eb | D |
Hit the | road, | Jack and | don't you come | back no | more, no | more, no | more, no | more |
| Gm | F | Eb | D | Gm | (...) |
Hit the | road, | Jack and | don't you come | back no mo- | o-o-o- | ore |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more | |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more | |
Woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean | |
You're the meanest old woman that I've ever seen | |
I'd have to pack my things and go | |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more | |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back, no more | |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more | |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more | |
Now baby, listen, baby, don't ya treat me this way | |
Cause I'll be back on my feet some day | |
Don't care if you do 'cause it's understood | |
You ain't got no money you just ain't no good | |
Well, I guess if you say so | |
I'd have to pack my things and go | |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more | |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more | |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more | |
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more | |
Don't you come back no more - Uh, what'd you say? | |
Don't you come back no more - I didn't understand you! | |
Don't you come back no more - You can't mean that! | |
Don't you come back no more - Oh, no baby, please! | |
Don't you come back no more - What you tryin' to do to me? | |
Don't you come back no more - Oh, don't treat me like that! | |
Don't you come back no more - ... | |
___________________ Zugabe ___________________
8. Sympathy For The Devil
Jagger, Richards / The Rolling Stones
| E | D | A | E |
| Please allow me to intro | duce 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) |
| | ( | so | lo) | | | |
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! | |
9. Improvisation
| |: | Gm | | | Dm | | | F | | | A | :| |
| |: | / / / / | | | / / / / | | | / / / / | | | / / / / | :| |
Ain't Got No, I Got Life | 4 |
Be OK | 1 |
Fly me to the Moon - In Other Words | 2 |
Heavy Cross | 6 |
Hit The Road, Jack | 7 |
Improvisation | 9 |
Lemon Tree | 3 |
Reality and Fantasy | 5 |
Sympathy For The Devil | 8 |
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