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1. Sunny Afternoon

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

Intro:

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	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	after	noon.

	Dm	C7	F	C7
	And I can't	sail my yacht, He's	taken every	thing I've got,

	A	A/G	A/F	A/E	Dm
	All I've	got's this	sunny	after	noon.

	D7	G7	C7	F	A7
	Save me, save me, save me from this gr	eed; 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	luxu	ry;

	F	A7	Dm	Dm/C	Dm/B	Dm/Bb	A	A/G	A/F	A/E
	Lazin' on a	sunny after	noon			- In the	summer	time.

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...

2. You Ain't Goin' Nowhere

Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: Basement Tapes (1967/1975)

	G	Am	C	G
	Clouds so swift -	Rain won't lift -	Gate won't close -	Railings froze.

	G	Am	C	G
	Get your mind off	wintertime -	You ain't goin' no	where.

	G	Am	C	G
	Whoo-ee!	Ride me high - To	morrow's the day My	bride's gonna come.

	G	Am	C	G
	Oh, oh, are	we gonna fly,	Down in the easy	chair!

I don't care - How many letters they sent - Morning came and morning went.

Pick up your money - And pack up your tent - You ain't goin' nowhere.

Whoo-ee! Ride me high - Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come.

Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, Down in the easy chair!

Buy me a flute - And a gun that shoots - Tailgates and substitutes.

Strap yourself - To the tree with roots - You ain't goin' nowhere.

Whoo-ee! Ride me high - Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come.

Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, Down in the easy chair!

Genghis Khan - He could not keep - All his kings - Supplied with sleep.

We'll climb that hill no matter how steep - When we get up to it.

Whoo-ee! Ride me high - Tomorrow's the day My bride's gonna come.

Oh, oh, are we gonna fly, Down in the easy chair!

3. House of the Rising Sun

traditional / Animals (1964)

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
	There is a	house in	New Or	leans They	call the	rising	sun.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
And its	been the	ruin of	many a poor	boy, And	me, oh	Lord, I'm	one.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
	My mother	she's a	tailor,	She	sewed those	new blue	jeans.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
My	father	he's a	gamblin'	man - Drinks	down in	New Or	leans.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
Now the	only	things a	gambler	needs Is a	suitcase	and a	trunk.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
And the	only	time that	he's satis	fied Is	when he's	on a	drunk.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
There's	one foot	on the	platform,	The	other foot	on the	train.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
I'm	goin'	back to	New Or	leans To	wear that	ball and	chain.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	C	E
Go	mother	tell your	children:	Not to	do what	I have	done.

	Am	C	D	F	Am	E	Am	E7
	Spend your	life sin-	cere in mise	ry In the	House of the	Rising	Sun.

There is a house...

4. First we Take Manhattan

Leonard Cohen

	Dm	Am
They	sentenced me to twenty years of	boredom,

	Dm	Am
For	trying to change the system from	within.

	Dm	Am
I'm	coming now I'm coming to	reward them:

	G	F	E	Am
	First we take Man	hattan,	then we take Ber	lin.

I'm guided by a signal in the heavens. I'm guided by this birthmark on my skin.

I'm guided by the beauty of our weapons: First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.

	C	G	F
I'd	really like to live beside you,	baby.

	C	Am
I love your	body and your spirit and your	clothes,

	C	Am
But you	see that line there moving through the	station.

	G	F	E	Am
I	told you - I	told you - I	told you I was one of	those.

You loved me as a loser but now you're worried that I just might win.

You know the way to stop me but you don't have the discipline.

How many nights I prayed for this: to let my work begin:

First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.

I don't like your fashion business, mister. I don't like these drugs that keep you thin.

I don't like what happened to your sister: First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.

I'd really like to live beside you, baby.

I love your body and your spirit and your clothes.

But you see that line there moving through the station:

I told you - I told you - I told you I was one of those.

And I thank you for those items that you sent me. The monkey and the plywood violin.

I practiced every night and now I'm ready: First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.

Remember me, I used to live for music. Remember me, I brought your groceries in.

It's Father's Day and everybody's wounded: First we take Manhattan, then we take Berlin.

5. Take me Home, Country Roads

John Denver

	G	Em	D	C	G
Almost	heaven,	West Virginia,	Blue Ridge Mountains,	Shenandoah	River.

	Em	D	C	G
Life is old there,	older than the trees,	Younger than the mountains	growing like a	breeze.

	G	D	Em	C
Country	roads, take me	home, to the	place I be	long!

	G	D	C	G
West Vir	ginia mountain	momma, take me	home, country	roads!

	G	Em	D	C	G
All my	memories	gather 'round her;	Miner's lady,	stranger to blue	water.

	Em	D	C	G
Dark and dusty	painted on the sky -	Misty taste of moonshine	teardrop in my	eye.

	G	D	Em	C
Country	roads, take me	home to the	place I be	long!

	G	D	C	G
West Vir	ginia, mountain	momma, take me	home, country	roads

bridge

	Em	D	G
	I hear her	voice, in the	morning hour she calls me!

	C	G	D
The	radio re	minds me of my	home far away.

	Em	F	C
And	drivin' down the	road I get a	feelin'

	G	D	D7
that I	Should have been home	yesterday, yester	day:

	G	D	Em	C
Country	roads, take me	home to the	place I be	long!

	G	D	C	G
West Vir	ginia, mountain	momma, take me	home, country	roads

6. St. James Infirmary

trad.

	Em	Am	Em	C	B7
I went	down to	old Joe's	barroom, On the corner	by the	square.

	Em	Am	Em	C	B7	Em	Am
Well, the	drinks were	served as	usual, And the	usual	crowd was	there,

	Em	B7	Em
And the	usual	crowd was	there.

	Em	Am	Em	C	B
In a	corner stood	old Joe Mc	Kennedy, His eyes all	bloodshot and	red.

	Em	Am	Em	C	B7	Em	Am
He	turned to the	crowd a	round him, And	these were the	words he	said,

	Em	B7	Em
And	these were the	words he	said:

	Em	Am	Em	C	B7
I	went to	St. James in	firmary, I saw my	baby	there.

	Em	Am	Em
She was	layed out on a	long white	table,

	C	B7	Em	Am	Em	B7	Em
So	sweet, so	cold, so	fair,	So	sweet, so	cold, so	fair!

Went up to see the doctor, "She's very low," he said;

Went back to see my baby:

Good God! She's lying there dead! Good God! She's lying there dead!

"Let her go, let her go, God bless her, Wherever she may be!

She can search this wide world over,

And never find a man like me, And never find a man like me!

Well, if I die, please won't you bury me With my high top Stetson hat!

Put a twenty Dollar gold piece on my watchchain,

to let the boys know that I'm standing pat, to let the boys know that I'm standing pat!

Get six gamblers to carry my coffin, Let six pretty girls sing me a song!

Put a dixieland band behind my hearse wagon,

To raise Hell while they roll me along, To raise Hell while they roll me along

Now that's the end of my story; Let's have another round of booze

And if anyone should ask you:

I've got the St. James Infirmary blues, I've got the St. James Infirmary blues!

Let her go, let her go, God bless her,...

7. Folsom Prison Blues

Johnny Cash/Johnny Cash (1955)

	E
I	hear the train a-comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,

	E	E7
And	I ain't seen the sunshine since I	don't know when,

	A7	E
I'm	stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin'	on.

	B7	E
But that	train keeps a-rollin' on down to San An	tone.

	E
When	I was just a baby my momma told me: "Son,

	E	E7
	Always be a good boy; don't	ever play with guns."

	A7	E
But I	shot a man in Reno, just to watch him	die.

	B7	E
When I	hear that whistle blowin', I hang my head and	cry.

	E
I	bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.

	E	E7
They're	prob'ly drinkin' coffee and	smokin' big cigars.

	A7	E
But I	know I had it comin', I know I can't be	free.

	B7	E
But those	people keep a-movin', and that's what tortures	me.

	E
Well if they	freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,

	E	E7
I	bet I'd move it all a little	farther down the line.

	A7	E
	Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to	stay.

	B7	E
And I'd	let that lonesome whistle blow my blues a	way.

8. Lady in Black

Hensley / Uriah Heep: Salisbury (1971)

	Am
She	came to me one morning, one lonely sunday morning,

	G	Am
Her	long hair flowing in the	mid-winter wind.

	Am
I	know not how she found me, for in darkness I was walking,

	G	Am
And	destruction lay around me from a	fight I could not win.

	Am	G	Am	G	Am
	Ahahaaa	Haahah,	Ahahaaa	Haha	Ha!

She asked me: "Name my foe then". I said: "The need within some men

To fight and kill their brothers without thought of love or God".

And I begged her give me horses to trample down my enemies,

So eager was my passion to devour this waste of life.

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha!

But she would not think of battle that reduces men to animals,

So easy to begin and yet impossible to end.

For she the mother of all men had counciled me so wisely that

I feared to walk alone again and asked if she would stay.

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha!

"Oh lady lend your hand," I cried, "Oh let me rest here at your side."

"Have faith and trust in me," she said and filled my heart with life.

There is no strength in numbers. I've no such misconception.

But when you need me be assured I won't be far away.

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha!

Thus having spoke she turned away and though I found no words to say

I stood and watched until I saw her black cloak disappear.

My labor is no easier, but now I know I'm not alone.

I find new heart each time I think upon that windy day.

And if one day she comes to you drink deeply from her words so wise.

Take courage from her as your prize and say hello for me.

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha!

Ahahaaa Haahah, Ahahaaa Haha Ha...

9. Season of the Witch

Donovan Leitch / Donovan: Sunshine Superman (1966)

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	A7	D7	A7	D7	A7	D7
	When I look out my	window,	Many sights to	see.	And when I look in my	window,

	A7	D7	A7	D7	A7	D7
	So many different people to	be.	That it's	strange,	so	strange.

	A7	D7	A7	D7
	You've got to pick up every	stitch,	You've got to pick up every	stitch,

	A7	D7	A	D	E	A
	You've got to pick up every	stitch,	Mm-mmh,	must be the	season of the	witch,

	D	E	A	D	E	A7	D7		A7		D7
	must be the	season of the	witch, yeah,	must be the	season of the	witch.		-		-

When I look over my shoulder, What do you think I see? Some old cat looking over

His shoulder at me. And he's strange, Sure he's strange.

You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch, yeah,

Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch,

must be the season of the witch, yeah, must be the season of the witch.

Solo

You've got to pick up every stitch, Two rabbits running in the ditch,

Beatniks are out to make it rich, Oh no, must be the season of the witch,

must be the season of the witch, must be the season of the witch. When I go.

When I look out my window, What do you think I see? And when I look in my window,

So many different people to be. It's strange, surely strange.

You've got to pick up every stitch, You've got to pick up every stitch,

Two rabbits running in the ditch, Oh no, must be the season of the witch,

must be the season of the witch, yeah, must be the season of the witch. When I look.

When I look...

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10. Whiskey in the Jar

trad. / the Dubliners

	G	Em
As	I was going over the	far Kilgarry mountain,

	C	G	Em
I	met with Captain Farrell and his	money he was	counting.

	G	Em
I	first produced me pistol and I	then produced me rapier, saying

	C	G	Em
"	stand and deliver for you	are the bold de	ceiver."

	D	D7	knock 3x	G
Mu-sha	ring doma-du doma-	da.		Whack for the daddy-oh,

	C	G	D7	G
	whack for the daddy-oh, there's	whisky	in the	jar.

	G	Em
I	counted out his money and it	made a pretty penny,

	C	G	Em
I	put it in me pocket And I	took it home to	Jenny.

	G	Em
She	sighed and swore that she	never would deceive me,

	C	G	Em
But the	devil take the women for they	never can be	easy.