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1. Blame it on the Boogie
Mick Jackson, Dave Jackson, Elmar Krohn / the Jacksons (1978)
| D | Bm7 | G |
| D D F# F# | B B F# F# | E E F# F# G G G# A |
| Bm7 | D |
| My | baby's always dancin', And it | wouldn't be a bad thing: |
| G | D |
| But | I don't get no loving, And that's no | lie. |
| Bm7 | D |
| We | spent the night in Frisco At | every kind of disco, |
| G | A |
| And | from that night I kissed Our love good | bye. |
| |: | D | Bbmaj7 |
| |:Don't blame it on | sunshine - Don't blame it on | moonlight - |
| C | D | :| |
| Don't blame it on | good times - Blame it on the | boogie. | :| |
| Bm7 | D |
| That | nasty boogie bugs me, But | somehow it has drugged me. |
| G | D |
| Spellbound rhythm gets me On my | feet. |
| Bm7 | D |
| I've | changed my life completely, I've | seen the lightning leave me. |
| G | Asus4 |
| My | baby just can't take Her eyes off | me. |
| |: | D | Bbmaj7 |
| |:Don't blame it on | sunshine - Don't blame it on | moonlight - |
| C | D | :| |
| Don't blame it on | good times - Blame it on the | boogie. | :| |
| |: | D | D/A | D/A | Asus4 | :| 4x |
| |: | I just can't - | I just can't - | I just can't control my feet | | :| |
| |: | D | Bbmaj7 |
| |:Don't blame it on | sunshine - Don't blame it on | moonlight - |
| C | D | :| |
| Don't blame it on | good times - Blame it on the | boogie. | :| |
| D | Bm7 | G |
| D D F# F# | B B F# F# | E E F# F# G G G# A |
| Bm7 | D |
| This | magic music grooves me, That | dirty rhythm moves me, |
| G | D |
| The | devil's gotten to me Through this | dance. |
| Bm7 | D |
| I'm | full of funky fever, And | fire burns inside me. |
| G | Asus4 |
| Boogie's got me in a Super | trance. |
| |: | D | Bbmaj7 |
| |:Don't blame it on | sunshine - Don't blame it on | moonlight - |
| C | D | :| |
| Don't blame it on | good times - Blame it on the | boogie. | :| |
| |: | D | Bbmaj7 | C | D | :| |
| |: | Sunshine - | Moonlight - | Good times - | Boogie. | :| |
| D | Bbmaj7 |
| Sunshine (You just gotta) - | Moonlight (You just wanna) - |
| C | D |
| Good times (Yeah, ohh) - | Boogie. (blame it on yourself) |
| D | Bbmaj7 |
| Sunshine (Ain't nobody's fault) - | Moonlight (But yours and that boogie)- |
| C | D |
| Good times (all night long) - | Boogie. (But yours and that funky boogie) |
X:1
T:Blame it on the Boogie: Tenor Saxofon
M:4/4
L:1/8
K:E
"D"e e G G "Bm7"c c G G | "G" F F G G A A ^A B |]
2. These Boots are Made for Walkin'
Nancy Sinatra
| Intro: | bass: | E | Eb | D | Db | C | B | Bb | A | Ab | G | Gb | F | E |
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |
| E |
| You keep saying, you've got something for me, |
| Something you call love, but confess. | |
| A |
| You've been messing where you shouldn't be messing, |
| E |
| And now | someone else is getting all your best. |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| These | boots are made for | walking - And | that's just what they'll | do, |
| G | Em | n.c. | E | ... | | E |
| One of these days these | boots | are gonna walk all over you. | - | | - | Yes! |
| E |
| You keep lying when you ought to be truthing, |
| And you keep losing when you ought to not bet, | |
| A |
| You keep sameing when you ought to be a-changing, |
| E |
| Now | what's right is right but you ain't been right yet. |
| G | Em | G |
| These | boots are made for | walking - And | that's just what they'll do, |
| G | Em | - | E | ... | | E |
| One of these days these | boots are gonna | walk all over you. You! | - | | - | |
| E |
| You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing, and |
| you keep thinking that you'll never get burned , ha! | |
| A |
| I just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah! |
| E |
| And | what he knows you ain't had time to learn. |
| G | Em | G | Em |
| These | boots are made for | walking - And | that's just what they'll | do, |
| G | Em | - | E | E |
| One of these days these | boots are gonna | walk all over you. | - - | |
| Are you ready boots? - Start walking! | |
X:1
T:These Boots are Made for Walking: Tenor Saxofon
M:4/4
L:1/8
K:F# treble
T:2. Strophe
[|:"E"F8|F8:||:"A"d8:|:"E"F8:|:"G"^A4"Em"F4:|"G"^A4"Em"F2z|]
T:_
T:3. Strophe
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|:"A"^B=B^B/z/ =B^BB=B^B/z/:|:"E"^C=C^C/z/ =C^CC=C^C/z/:|:"G"AA2z "Em"FF2z:|"G"AA2z"Em"Fz3|]
T:_
T:Fade Out
"E"f[|: z (3cde f z (3cde f| z (3cde f z (3cde f:|]
3. 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! |
4. Need Your Love
(Sam Cohen, Chris Harding) Curtis Harding: Face Your Fear (2017)
| Dm | F | C | Dm | F | C | Dm | F | C | Dm |
| | | | | | | I feel so | blue Without | you girl, I need your | love. |
| F | C | Dm |
| That's why I'm | down, You're not a | round now, I need your | love. |
| F | C | Dm |
| I want you to | stay, Don't go away | now, I need your | love. |
| F | C | Dm |
| Late at | night, When she ain't | right girl, I need your | love. |
| G | A# | C# | F | G# | F |
| No, I | tried, I can't de | ny, You know | why: I need your l | ove, | baby, I need your l | ove! |
| F | C | Dm |
| Can't get e | nough Of | your good stuff now, I need your | love. |
| F | C | Dm |
| Don't be | late, Girl, I can't | wait now, I need your | love. |
| F | C | Dm |
| I played a | fool Just to be | cool now, I need your | love. |
| F | C | Dm |
| But I'm getting | high, Girl, I can | fly now, I need your | love. |
| So I tried, I can't deny, Who know why, I need your love, baby, I need your love, cool girl. | |
| N.C. |
| But there come a time In every man's life Where he got to have His woman's love |
| F | C | Dm | F | C | Dm |
| You're don't hear me? Bring that bass back in | | Al | right | | | |
| F | C | Dm |
| When I'm by my | break All I can | take now, I need your | love. |
| F | C | Dm |
| Who made me | feel All so | real, girl, I need your | love. |
| F | C | Dm |
| I heard this | song, Girl come on | now, I need your l | ove. |
| F | C | Dm |
| I pray it a | gain Until the | end now, I need your | love- |
| No I tried, I can't deny, You know why: I need your love, baby, I need your love, cool girl. | |
| I need your love, baby, I need your love. | |
5. Nah Neh Nah
(Dirk Schoufs, Dani Klein, Una Balfe) Vaya Con Dios : Night Owls (1990)
| | | C | | | Fm | | | | | C7 | | | C | | | Fm | | | | | C7 | | |
| | | //// | | | //// | |//// | | | //// | | | //// | | | //// | |//// | | | //// | | |
| C | Fm |
| I got | on the phone and called the girls. Said: "Meet me down at Curly Pearls, For a: |
| C | C7 |
| Ney, Nah Nah | Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) |
| Fm |
| In my | high-heeled shoes and fancy fads I ran down the stairs hailed me a cab, Going: |
| C7 |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) |
| C7 | Bb |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) Oh now, | Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) |
| When I pushed the door I saw Eleanor And Mary-Lou swinging on the floor, Going: | |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) | |
| Sue came in, in a silk sarong, She waltzed across as they played that song, I mean: | |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) | |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) Oh now, Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) | |
| | | C | | | Fm | | | | | C7 | | | | | Fm | | | | | C | C7 | | | | | | | Bb | | | | | C7 | | | C | | |
| | | //// | | | //// | |//// | | | //// | |//// | | | //// | |//// | | | // | // | |//// | |//// | | | //// | |//// | | | //// | |// | // | | |
| Annie was a little late. She had to get out of a date With a: | |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah). | |
| Curly fixed another drink As the piano man began to sing That song: | |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) | |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) Oh now, Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) | |
| It was already half past three, But the night was young and so were we Dancing: | |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) | |
| Oh, Lord, did we have a ball! Still singing, walking down that hall That: | |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) | |
| Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) oh now, Ney, Nah Nah Nah (Ney, Nah Nah Nah) | |
6. Sympathy For The Devil
Jagger, Richards / The Rolling Stones
| F | D# | A# | F |
| Please allow me to intro | duce myself, I'm a | man of wealth and | taste. |
| D# | A# | F |
| I've been around for | long, long years, stolen | many a man's soul and | faith. |
| D# | A# | F |
| I was 'round when | Jesus Christ had his | moments of doubt and | pain. |
| D# | A# | F |
| Made damn' sure that | Pilate washed his | hands and sealed his | fate. |
| C | F |
| Pleased to meet you, hope you guess my | name, |
| C | F |
| 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! | |
| |: | | F | D# | A# | F | :| (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! | |
7. Schöner fremder Mann
Athina Hosey, Hal Gordon, Jean Nicolas / Connie Francis (1961)
| G | Em | C | D | G | Em | C | D |
| ( | Ah-Ha- | Ha) | Oooh- | Oh-oh-oh-oh; | Oh-Oh- | Oh | Oooh- | Oh-oh-oh-oh. |
| G | Em | C | D |
| Schöner fremder | Mann, | Du bist | lieb zu mir. |
| G | Em | C | D |
| Schöner fremder | Mann, | Denn ich | träum' von dir. |
| G | Em | C | D | G | Em | C | D |
| Doch am Tag gehst | du Mit | einer ander'n | Frau vor | bei! | | Oooh- | Oh-oh-oh-oh, ... |
| G | Em | C | D |
| Du gehörst zu | ihr | Und ich | bin allein, |
| G | Em | C | D |
| Nur in meinem | Traum | Darf ich | glücklich sein. |
| G | Em | C | D | G | C | G |
| Glücklich sein mit | dir | Denn nur im | Traum gehörst du | mi- | i- | ir! |
| C | D | G | Em | C | D | G | Em |
| Und | werden auch | Jahre ver | gehen | Ich | weiß, ich | liebe nur | dich | |
| C | D | G | Em | C | D |
| Es | wird, so | lange ich | lebe | | Keinen andern geben für | mich! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! |
| G | Em | C | D |
| Schöner fremder | Mann, | Einmal | kommt die Zeit. |
| G | Em | C | D |
| Und dann wird mein | Traum | Endlich | Wirklichkeit! |
| G | Em | C | D | G | C | G |
| Schöner fremder | Mann, Dann | fängt für uns die | Liebe | a-- | a-- | an! |
| C | D | G | Em | C | D | G | Em |
| Und | werden auch | Jahre ver | gehen, | Ich | weiß, ich | liebe nur | dich! | |
| C | D | G | Em | C | D |
| Es | wird, so | lange ich | lebe, | | Keinen andern geben für | mich! Oh, oh, oh, oh! |
| G | Em | C | D |
| Schöner fremder | Mann, | Einmal | kommt die Zeit. |
| G | Em | C | D |
| Und dann wird mein | Traum | Endlich | Wirklichkeit! |
| G | Em | C | D | G |
| Schöner fremder | Mann, Dann | fängt für uns die | Liebe | an! |
| Em | C | D | G | Em | C | D |
| | Oooh- | Oh-oh-oh-oh, | Oh, | Oh-oh, | Oooh- | Oh-oh-oh-oh, ... |
8. Er gehört zu mir
Joachim Heider, Christian Heilburg / Marianne Rosenberg (1975)
| C | F | G7 | F | G7 |
| Er gehört zu mir wie mein | Name an der | Tür! | Und ich weiss, er bleibt | hier. |
| C | Bb | C |
| Nie ver | gess' ich unsern ersten Tag! ( | Nanana na | nana) |
| Bb | C |
| Denn ich fühlte gleich, dass er mich mag! ( | Nanana na | nana) |
| F | G | Em7 | Am |
| Ist es wahre | Liebe (uhu- | uu) die nie mehr ver | geht? (uhu- | uu) |
| D7 | G7 |
| Oder wird die | Liebe vom Winde ver | weht? |
| C | F | G7 | F | G |
| Er gehört zu mir wie mein | Name an der | Tür! | Und ich weiss er bleibt | hier. |
| C | Bb | C |
| Alles fangen wir gemeinsam an! ( | Nanana nana | na) |
| C | Bb | C |
| Doch vergess' ich nie, wie man allein sein kann. ( | Nanana nana | na) |
| F | G | Em7 | Am |
| Steht es in den | Sternen (uhu- | uu) was die Zukunft bri | ngt? (uhu- | uu) |
| D7 | G7 | C | F | G7 | F | G7 |
| Oder muss ich | lernen, dass alles zer | bricht? | | | | | |
| C | Bb | C |
| Nein ich | hab es ihm nie leicht gemacht, ( | Nanana nana | na) |
| C | Bb | C |
| Mehr als einmal hab ich mich gefragt, ( | Nanana nana | na) |
| F | G | Em7 | Am |
| Ist es wahre | Liebe (oho- | ho) die nie mehr ver | geht? (oho- | ho) |
| D7 | G7 |
| Oder wir die | Liebe vom Winde ver | weht? |
| C | B/C | C | B/C | F | G7 | ---/ |
| Er gehört zu | mir, für immer zu | mir. (Oho) Er gehört zu | mir, für immer zu | mir. | | |
| C | F | G7 | F | G | C | Fm | C |
| Er gehört zu mir wie mein | Name an der | Tür! | Und ich weiß, er bleibt | hier - | er ge | hört zu | mir! |
9. 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 - ... | |
10. Happy
Bukahara: Canaries in a Coal Mine (2020)
| Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| You're still | hiding | in the | park, | You look so | happy when you're | down, down, | down, |
| Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| Under the | trees where you | won't be | found. | | | | |
| Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| And you're still | dancing | in the | dark, | It makes you | happy when you're | down, down, | down. |
| Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| Noone can | see you | spinning | round and | round. | | | |
| G | D | Bm | A |
| And your | feet, they keep on | moving, Even when the | nights are | cold. |
| G | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| When you're | old, will you | still be dancing | on, Into the | da-a-awn of the | light. | | | |
| Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| I haven't | seen you | for a | while, | You still look | happy when you're | down, down, | down. |
| Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| You keep on | moving to keep | warm when the | leaves turn | brown | | | |
| Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| You're still | reaching | up to the | sky, | It makes you | happy when you're | down, down, | down. |
| Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| I still be | lieve that one | day you will take | off from the ground | | | | |
| G | D | Bm | A |
| And your | stars, they keep on | burning, Even when the | nights are | cold. |
| G | A | Bm | A |
| When you're | old, will you | still be dancing | on - Into the | da-a-awn. |
| Em | C | G | B | Em | C | G | B |
| Hear the voices | singing every | where. | Singing | love is coming | down to those who | care. | |
| Em | C | G | B | Em | C | G | B |
| Hear the voices | singing every | where | Singing | love is coming | down to those who | care. | |
| G | D | Bm | A |
| And your | feet, they keep on | moving, Even when the | nights are | cold. |
| G | A | Bm | A |
| When you're | old, will you | still be dancing | on, into the | da-a-awn. |
| G | D | Bm | A |
| And your | stars, they keep on | burning, Even when the | nights are | cold. |
| G | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A | Bm | A |
| When you're | old, will you | still be dancing | on, Into the | da-a-awn of the | light | | | | | |
X:1
T:Happy
C:Bukahara
K:Em
M:C|
L:1/8
T: Bridge Flute
EF|"Em"G4 F4|"C"E4 D4|"G"D8|"B"_E8|
X:2
T: Bridge Sax
M:C|
K:F#m
FG|"Em"A4 G4|"C"F4 E4|"G"E8|"B"=F8|
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11. Don't Leave Me This Way
Kenneth Gamble, Lein Huff / Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes: Wake Up Everybody (1975)
| Gm | Eb | Dm | Gm | Cm | Gm | Eb | Bb | Dm | Gm | F |
| ////|////|// | //|////|////|/ | / / | /|////|/ | ///|////| | ////|////| | ////|////|/ | / / | / | / | ///|////|/ | ///|////| |
| Gm | Eb | Bb | Dm | Gm | Cm | Gm | Eb | Bb | Dm | Gm | Cm |
| // | //|////|/// | /|////|/// | / |/ | / / | /|/////| | /////|/// | /|////|/// | /|////|/ | / / | / |// | //|////|/ | //|// |
| Gm | C | F | F7 | Bb | F | Gm | Cm | F |
| Don't | leave me this | wa- | ay. I can't sur | vive I can't | stay a | live, with | out your | love. |
| Gm | C | F | F7 | Bb | F | Gm | Cm |
| Don't | leave me this | wa- | ay. No, I can't | exist, I'll | surely | miss your | tender kiss. |
| F | G |
| Don't leave me this | way, |
| Gm | C | F | F7 | Bb | F | Gm |
| Don't | leave me this | wa- | ay. I'm broken | man with empty | hands, oh | baby please, please: |
| Gm | C | F | F7 |
| Don't | leave me this | wa- | ay. |
| G |
| Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, baby! |
| F | C | G | F | C | G |
| My | heart is full of | love and de | sire for you, Now, | come on down and | do what you | gotta do. |
| F | C | G | F | C | G |
| You | started this | fire down | in my soul. Now, | can't you see, it's | burning | out of control? |
| F | C | G | F | C | D |
| Come | on down and | satisfy the | need in me. Cause | only your good | lovin' can | set me free. |
| Gm | C | F | F7 | Bb | F | Gm | Cm |
| Don't | leave me this | wa- | ay, 'Cause it would be | wrong to | string a | long with | love so true. |
| Gm | C | F | F7 | Bb | F | Gm | Cm |
| Don't | leave me this | wa- | ay. Don't you un | derstand I'm | at your | command, | oh baby, please |
| F | G |
| don't leave me this | way. |
| Gm | C | F | F7 | Bb | F | Gm | Cm |
| Don't | leave me this | wa- | ay. I can't sur | vive I can't | stay a | live, with | out your love, |
| F | G |
| Don't leave me this | way. |
| G |
| Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, baby! |
| F | C | G | F | C | G |
| My | heart is full of | love and de | sire for you, Now, | come on down and | do what you | gotta do. |
| F | C | G | F | C | G |
| You | started this | fire down | in my soul. Now, | can't you see, it's | burning | out of control? |
| F | C | G | F | C | D |
| Come | on down and | satisfy the | need in me. Cause | only your good | lovin' can | set me free. |
| F | C | G | F | C | G | F | C |
| I need it | right now, | I said I need, | I need your | love | baby. | Please, | your love, |
| G |
| please, please your love, |
| |: | F | C | G | |: | (15x) |
| | Please, | please your | love. | | |
| F | C | G | F | C | G | F | C | G |
| I don't | want you to | go, | See I love | you you | can't go. | Would you | stay with | me, |
| G | F | C |
| stay stay with me, baby please... | | | |
12. The Mighty Quinn
Manfred Mann: Mighty Garvey! (1968)
| |: | G | D | G | D | C | G | :| |
| |: | Come all without, | come all with | in - You'll not see | nothing like the | Mighty | Quinn! | :| |
| G | D | C | G |
| Bah-bah-bah, | Bah-bah-bah-bah, | Bah-Bah, | Bah. |
| G | C | G | C |
| Ev'rybody's | building | ships and | boats |
| G | C | G | C |
| Some are building | monuments, | others jotting down | notes. |
| G | C | G | C |
| Ev'rybody's | in despair, | ev'ry girl and | boy |
| G | D | C | G |
| But when | Quinn the Eskimo | gets here, Ev'ry | body's gonna jump for | joy. |
| Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn! Bah-bah... | |
| G | C | G | C |
| I | like to do just | like the rest, I | like my sugar | sweet |
| G | C | G | C |
| But | jumping queues and | making haste, just | ain't my cup of | meat. |
| G | C | G | C |
| Ev'ryone's | beneath the trees, feeding | pigeons on a | limb |
| G | D | C | G |
| But when | Quinn the Eskimo | gets here, All the | pigeons gonna rum to | him. |
| Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn! Bah-bah... | |
| |: | G | / | / | / | | C | / | / | / | | G | / | / | / | | C | / | / | / | | G | / | / | / | | C | / | / | / | :| | G | / | / | / | | D | / | / | / | | C | / | / | / | | G | / | / | / | |
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |
| Oh, Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn! Bah-bah... | |
| G | C | G | C |
| Let me do what I | wanna do, I | can recite 'em | all |
| G | C | G | C |
| Just | tell me where it | hurts and I'll | tell you who to | call. |
| G | C | G | C |
| Nobody can | get no sleep, there's | someone on ev'ryones | toes. |
| G | D | C | G |
| But when | Quinn the Eskimo | gets here, Ev'ry | body's gonna wanna | doze. |
| Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn! Bah-bah... | |
| Ain't Got No, I Got Life | 3 |
| Blame it on the Boogie | 1 |
| Don't Leave Me This Way | 11 |
| Er gehört zu mir | 8 |
| Happy | 10 |
| Hit The Road, Jack | 9 |
| Nah Neh Nah | 5 |
| Need Your Love | 4 |
| Schöner fremder Mann | 7 |
| Sympathy For The Devil | 6 |
| The Mighty Quinn | 12 |
| These Boots are Made for Walkin' | 2 |
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