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  1. What A Wonderful World

George David Weiss & Bob Thiele / Louis Armstrong

D F#m G F#m
I see trees of green, red roses too
Em7 D F#7 Bm
I see them bloom, for me and you,
Bb Em7/A A7 D D+ Gmaj7 A7
And I think to myself, What a wonderful world.
 
D F#m G F#m
I see skies of blue and clouds of white,
Em7 D F#7 Bm
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night,
Bb Em7/A A7 D G G D
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
 
A7 D
The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
A7 D
Are also on the faces of people goin' by
Bm F#m Bm F#m
I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?"
Em7 F#dim7 Em7 F#dim7 Em7
They're really saying, "I love you."
 
A7 D F#m G F#m
I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
Em7 D F#7 Bm
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know,
Bb Em7/A A7 D F#m7b5 B7
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
 
Em7 Em7/A A7b9 D G6 D
Yes I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

The Band

 

  2. The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down

Robbie Robertson / The Band (1969)

C Am C/G F F/E Dm
Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train,
Am C/G F F/E Dm
'Til Stoneman's Cavalry came and tore up the tracks again.
Am/E F C Dm
In the winter of SixtyFive, We were hungry, just barely alive.
Am/E F C Dm D
By May the tenth Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, oh so well,
C/G Fmaj7 C/G Fmaj7
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells were ringing,
C/G Fmaj7 C/G Fmaj7
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people were singin'. They went
C/G Am Gsus4 F
Na, La, La, La, La, La, Na, La, La, La, La, La, La, La,
 
Am C F F/E Dm
Back with my wife in Tennessee, When one day she called to me,
Am C F F/E Dm
"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee.
Am/E F C Dm
Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good.
Am/E F
You take what you need and you leave the rest,
C Dm D
But they never should have taken the very best.
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells were ringing, 
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people were singin'. They went 
Na, La, La, La, La, La, Na, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, 
 
Am C F F/E Dm
Like my father before me, I will work the land,
Am C F F/E Dm
Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand.
Am/E F C Dm
He was just eighteen, proud and brave, But a Yankee laid him in his grave,
Am/E F
I swear by the mud below my feet,
C Dm D
You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat.
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells were ringing, 
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people were singin'. They went 
Na, La, La, La, La, La, Na, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, 
 
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells were ringing... 

Beach Boys

  3. Barbara Ann

Fred Fassert / the Beach Boys: Beach Boys' Party! (1965)

n/c
Ba-ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann - Ba-ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann
G C G
Oh Barbara Ann, take my hand - Barbara Ann:
D C7
You got me rockin' and a-rollin' - Rockin' and a-reelin',
G
Barbara Ann - Ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann
 
n/c
Went to a dance lookin' for romance
Saw Barbara Ann, so I thought I'd take a chance 
C G
Barbara Ann, come take my hand
D C7
You got me rockin' and a-rollin' - Rockin' and a-reelin',
G
Barbara Ann - Ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann
Ba-ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann - Ba-ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann 
Oh Barbara Ann, take my hand - Barbara Ann: 
You got me rockin' and a-rollin' - Rockin' and a-reelin', 
Barbara Ann - Ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann 
Solo
 
Tried Peggy Sue, tried Peggy Sue 
Tried Peggy Sue, but I knew she wouldn't do! 
Barbara Ann, come take my hand, 
You got me rockin' and a-rollin' - Rockin' and a-reelin', 
Barbara Ann - Ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann 
Ba-ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann - Ba-ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann 
Oh Barbara Ann, take my hand - Barbara Ann: 
You got me rockin' and a-rollin' - Rockin' and a-reelin', 
Barbara Ann - Ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann 
G
Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann - Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann
C G
Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann - Barbara Ann, Barbara Ann
D C7
You got me rockin' and a-rollin' - Rockin' and a-reelin',
G
Barbara Ann - Ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann

  4. Sloop John B.

Beach Boys

D
We come on the Sloop John B.
D
My grandfather and me.
A
Around Nassau town we did roam.
D
Drinkin' all night,
G
Got into a fight.
D A
Well I feel so broke up,
D
I want to go home.
So hoist up the John B's sail 
See how the mainsail sets 
Call for the captain ashore 
Let me go home, let me go home 
I wanna go home, yeah yeah 
Well I feel so broke up 
I wanna go home 
 
The first mate he got drunk 
Broke up the captain's trunk. 
The constable had to come and take him away. 
Sheriff John Stone, 
Why don't you leave me alone, 
I feel so broke up - 
I want to go home. 
So hoist up the John B's sail... 
 
The poor cook he caught the fits, 
threw 'way all my grits. 
Then he took and ate up all of my corn. 
Let me go home, I want to go home. 
This is the worst trip I've ever been on! 
So hoist up the John B's sail... 

  5. Surfin' U.S.A.

Brian Wilson & Chuck Berry / Beach Boys: Surfin' USA (1963)

C G7 C
If everybody had an ocean across the U.S.A.,
G7 C
Then everybody'd be surfin like Californ-i-a.
F C
You'd see em wearin' their baggies. Huarachi sandals, too.
G7 C
A bushy bushy blonde hairdo...Surfin' U.S.A.
 
C G7 C
You'll catch em surfin' at Del Mar...Ventura County Line.
G7 C
Santa Cruz and Trestles...Australias Narabine.
F C
All over Manhattan, and down Doheny way.
G7 C
Everybody's gone surfin'. Surfin' U.S.A.
 
C G7 C
We'll all be plannin' out a route...we're gonna take real soon.
G7 C
We're waxin' down our surfboards. We can't wait for June.
F C
We'll all be gone for the summer. We're on safari to stay.
G7 C
Tell the teacher we're surfin'...Surfin U.S.A.
 
C G7 C
At Haggartys and Swamis...Pacific Palisades.
G7 C
San Onofre and Sunset...Redondo Beach, L.A.
F C
All over La Jolla, and Waimea Bay.
G7 C
Everybody's gone surfin'...Surfin U.S.A.
 
C G7 C
We'll all be plannin' out a route...we're gonna take real soon.
G7 C
We're waxin' down our surfboards. We can't wait for June.
F C
We'll all be gone for the summer. We're on safari to stay.
G7 C
Tell the teacher we're surfin'...Surfin U.S.A.
G7 C
Everybody's gone surfin'...Surfin U.S.A.
G7 C
Everybody's gone surfin'...Surfin U.S.A.

the Beatles

  6. A Day in the Life

Lennon, McCartney/the Beatles: Sgt. Pepper (1967)

G Bm Em Em7 C C
(intro)
G Bm Em C Em Am
I read the news today, oh boy, about a lucky man who made the grade.
G Bm Em C F Em
And thought the news were rather sad, well I just had to laugh:
C F Em
I saw the photograph.
 
G Bm Em C Em Am
He blew his mind out in a car, he didn't notice that the lights had changed.
G Bm Em C F
A crowd of people stood and stared, they'd seen his face before:
Em C
Nobody was really sure if he was from the House of Lords.
 
G Bm Em C Em Am
I saw a film today, oh boy, the england army had just won the war.
G Bm Em C F
A crowd of people turned away, but I just had to look
Em C
Having read the book
C Em F/E F#/E G/E G/E G#/E A/E A#/E B/E C/E C#/E D/E D#/E E
I'd love to turn you on
 
Bridge
E C C/D C
Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a combed across my head
E B7 E B7
Found my way downstairs and dranked a cup, and looking up I noticed I was late!
E C C/D
Grabbed my coat, found my hat, made the bus in seconds flat
E B7 E B7
Found my way upstairs and had a smoke, and somebody spoke and I went into a dream
 
C G D A C G D A A9 A Em
AaaahAhahahahAhaaaaAhaha - AaaahAhahahahAhaaaaAhaha
 
G Bm Em C Em Am
I read the news today, oh boy, four thousand holes in Blackburn Lancashire
G Bm Em C F Em
And though the holes were rather small, they had to count them all
C
Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall
C Em F/E F#/E G/E G/E G#/E A/E A#/E B/E C/E C#/E D/E D#/E E
I'd love to turn you on

  7. All My Loving

The Beatles

 
Am D7 G Em
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you - Tomorrow I'll miss you,
C Am F D
Remember I'll always be true.
Am D7 G Em
And then while I'm away - I'll write home every day,
C D7 G
And I'll send all my loving to you.
Em B7 G Em B7 G
All my loving - I will send to you; All my loving, Darling, I'll be true.
 
Am D7 G Em
I'll pretend that I'm kissing - The lips I am missing
C Am F D
And hope that my dreams will come true.
Am D7 G Em
And then while I'm away I'll write home every day,
C D7 G
and I'll send all my loving to you.
Em B7 G Em B7 G
All my loving - I will send to you; All my loving, Darling, I'll be true.
 
Am D7 G Em
Close your eyes and I'll kiss you - Tomorrow I'll miss you,
C Am F D
Remember I'll always be true.
Am D7 G Em
And then while I'm away - I'll write home every day,
C D7 G
And I'll send all my loving to you.
Em B7 G Em B7 G
All my loving - I will send to you; All my loving, Darling, I'll be true.

  8. And I Love Her

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: A Hard Day's Night (1964)

Em Bm Em Bm
I give her all my love - That's all I do,
Em Bm G A
And if you saw my love - You'd love her too:
D
And I love her!
 
Em Bm Em Bm
She gives me everything - And tenderly
Em Bm G A
The kiss my lover brings - She brings to me:
D
And I love her!
 
bridge
Bm D Bm A
A love like ours, could never die,
Bm A A+D
As long as I have you near me.
 
Em Bm Em Bm
Bright are the stars that shine - Dark is the sky,
Em Bm G A
I know this love of mine - Will never die:
D
And I love her!
 
Em Bm Em Bm
Bright are the stars that shine - Dark is the sky,
Em Bm G A
I know this love of mine - Will never die:
D
And I love her!

  9. Back in the U.S.S.R

Lennon & McCartney / Beatles: White Album (1968)

Intro: E E7 A
D C D
Flew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C. - Didn't get to bed last night
A D C D
On the way the paperback was on my knees - Man I had a dreadful flight
D A C D
I'm back in the U.S.S.R. - You don't know how lucky you are boy
A D Eb E
Back in the U.S., Back in the U.S., Back in the U.S.S.R. / / / /
 
A D C D
Been away so long I hardly knew the place - Gee it's good to be back home
A D C D
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case - Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R. - You don't know how lucky you are boy 
Back in the U.S., Back in the U.S., Back in the U.S.S.R. 
Bridge
D A A A# B C
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out - They leave the West behind / / / / / / / /
D
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
E D A D Eb E
That Geogia's always on my mi mi mi mi mi mi mind / / / / (Oh come on!)
solo
I'm back in the U.S.S.R. - You don't know how lucky you are boy 
Back in the U.S., Back in the U.S., Back in the U.S.S.R. 
repeat Bridge
Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out - They leave the West behind 
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout - 
That Geogia's always on my mi mi mi mi mi mi mind (Oh come on!) 
 
Oh, show me to your snow-peaked mountains way down south - Lead me to your daddy's farm 
Let me hear your balalaikais ringing out - Come and keep your comrade warm! 
I'm back in the U.S.S.R. - You don't know how lucky you are boy 
Back in the U.S., Back in the U.S., Back in the U.S.S.R. 

 10. Eight Days A Week

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Beatles for Sale (1965)

Intro
D/ - / D4/ D/ - E/D / - / E4/D / E/D / - G/D / - / G4/D / G/D / - D /
D Em G D
Ooh, I need your love, babe, guess you know it's true.
Em G D
Hope you need my love, babe, just like I need you.
Bm Em Bm E
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me;
D Em G D
Ain't got nothing but love, babe, eight days a week.
A C A C C7
Eight days a week, I lo-o-ove you - Eight days a week, is not enough to show I care!
 
D Em G D
Love you every day, girl, always on my mind.
Em G D
One thing I can say, girl, love you all the time.
Bm Em Bm E
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me;
D Em G D
Ain't got nothing but love, babe, eight days a week.
A C A C C7
Eight days a week, I lo-o-ove you - Eight days a week, is not enough to show I care!
 
D Em G D
Ooh, I need your love, babe, guess you know it's true.
Em G D
Hope you need my love, babe, just like I need you.
Bm Em Bm E
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me;
D Em G D
Ain't got nothing but love, babe, eight days a week!
G D G D D/ - / D4/ D/ - E/D / - / E4/D / E/D / - G/D / - / G4/D / G/D / - D /
Eight days a week! - Eight days a week!
 

Em7
Em6
Emaug5
Em
C
C2

 11. Eleanor Rigby

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

C Em Em7 Em6 Emaug5 Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people!
C Em Em7 Em6 Emaug5 Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people!
 
Em Em7 Em6 Emaug5 C C2 C Em
Eleanor Rigby, Picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been. Lives in a dream.
Em Em7 Em6 Emaug5 C C2 C Em
Waits at the window, Wearing the face that she keeps in a jar by the door. Who is is for?
Em7 Em6 C Em
All the lonely people, Where do they all come from?
Em7 Em6 C Em
All the lonely people, Where do they all belong?
 
C Em Em7 Em6 Emaug5 Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people! -
C Em Em7 Em6 Emaug5 Em
Ah, look at all the lonely people!
 
Father McKenzie, Writing the words of a sermon that no one will hear, No one comes near. 
Look at him working, Darning his socks in the night when there's nobody there, What does he care? 
All the lonely people, Where do they all come from? 
All the lonely people, Where do they all belong? 
 
Ah, look at all the lonely people! - Ah, look at all the lonely people! 
 
Eleanor Rigby, Died in the church and was buried along with her name, Nobody came. 
Father McKenzie, Wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave, No one was saved. 
All the lonely people, Where do they all come from? 
All the lonely people, Where do they all belong? 
 
Ah, look at all the lonely people! - Ah, look at all the lonely people! 

 12. Girl

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles (1965)

Em B7 Em Em7
Is there anybody going to listen to my story
Am C G B7
all about the girl who came to stay?
 
Em B7 Em Em7
She's the kind of girl you want so much it makes you sorry
Am C G B7
Still, you don't regret a single day.
G Bm Am D7 G Bm Am D7
Ah gi-irl, gi-irl.
 
When I think of all the times I've tried so hard to leave her, 
She will turn to me and start to cry. 
And she promises the earth to me and I believe her, 
after all this time I don't know why. 
Ah, girl, girl. 
bridge
Am E Am E Am
She's the kind of girl who puts you down when friends are there, you feel a fool.
Am E Am C
When you say she's looking good she acts as if it's understood. She's coo-oo-ool!
G Bm Am D7 G Bm Am D7
gi-irl, gi-irl.
 
Was she told when she was young that pain would lead to pleasure? 
Did she understand it when they said: 
that a man must break his back to earn his day of leisure, 
Will she still believe it when he's dead? 
Ah girl, girl, girl! 

 13. Here There and Everywhere

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

G Bm Bb Am11 D7
To lead a better life, I need my love to be here.
 
G Am7 Bm C G Am7
Here, making each day of the year;
Bm C F#m7 B7
Changing my life with a wave of her hand,
F#m7 B7 Em Am Am7 D7
Nobody can deny that there's something there.
 
G Am7 Bm C G Am7
There, running my hands through her hair;
Bm C F#m7 B7
Both of us thinking how good it can be,
F#m7 B7 Em Am Am7 D7
Someone is speaking, but she doesn't know he's there.
 
Bb Gm
I want her everywhere
Cm D7 Gm
And if she's beside me I know I need never care.
Cm D7 G Am7
But to love her is to need her everywhere.
Bm C G Am7
Knowing that love is to share,
Bm C F#m7 B7
Each one believing that love never dies,
F#m7 B7 Em Am Am7 D7
Watching her eyes, and hoping I'm always there!
 
Bb Gm
I want her everywhere
Cm D7 Gm
And if she's beside me I know I need never care.
Cm D7 G Am7
But to love her is to need her everywhere.
Bm C G Am7
Knowing that love is to share,
Bm C F#m7 B7
Each one believing that love never dies,
F#m7 B7 Em Am D7sus4 D7
Watching her eyes, and hoping I'm always there,
G Am Bm C
will be there, and everywhere.
G Am7 Bm C G
Here, there, and everywhere.

 14. Hey Jude

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles (1967)

G D D7 D7sus4 D7 G
Hey Jude, don't make it bad, take a sad song and make it better!
C G D7 G
Remember to let her into your heart, Then you can start to make it better.
 
G D D7 D7sus4 D7 G
Hey Jude, don't be afraid, you were made to go out and get her!
C G D7 G
The minute you let her under your skin, Then you begin to make it better!
 
G7 C C/B Am D7 G
And anytime you feel the pain, Hey Jude, refrain, Don't carry the world upon your shoulders!
G7 C C/B Am D7 G
For well now you know that it's a fool who plays it cool By making his world a little colder.
G G7 D7
Na-na-na na-na na-na-na
 
G D D7 D7sus4 D7 G
Hey Jude, don't let me down, You have found her, now go and get her!
C G D7 G
Remember to let her into your heart, Then you can start, to make it better!
 
G7 C C/B Am D7 G
So let it out and let it in, Hey Jude, begin; You're waiting for someone to perform with!
G7 C C/B Am D7 G
And don't you know that it's just you, Hey Jude, You'll do, The movement you need is on your shoulders.
G G7 D7
Na-na-na na-na na-na-na, yeah!
 
G D D7 D7sus4 D7 G
Hey Jude, don't make it bad, take a sad song and make it better!
C G D7 G
Remember to let her into your heart, Then you can start to make it better, better, better, better! Oooh!
 
G F C G F
Na-na-na Nana-na-na, Nana-na-na, Hey Jude! Na-na-na Nana-na-na, ...

 15. Let it be

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles: Let it Be (1970)

C G
When I find myself in time of trouble
Am F
Mother Mary comes to me
C G F F/E F/D C
Speaking words of wisdom let it be .
C G
And in my hours of darkness,
Am F
she is standing right in front of me
C G F F/E F/D C
Speaking words of wisdom let it be .
Am G F C
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be!
G F F/E F/D C
Whisper words of wisdom: let it be.
 
And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree 
There will be an answer, let it be 
but though they may be parted 
There is still a chance that they will see 
There will be an answer, let it be 
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be! 
Whisper words of wisdom: let it be. 
 
And when the night is cloudy 
there is still a light that shines on me 
Shines on still tomorrow, let it be 
I wake up to the sound of music 
Mother Mary comes to me 
Speaking words of wisdom: let it be. 
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be! 
Speaking words of wisdom: let it be. 

 16. Nowhere Man

John Lennon/Paul McCartney

C G F C
He's a real nowhere man, Sitting in his nowhere land,
F Fm C
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.
 
C G F G
Doesn't have a point of view, Knows not where he's going to,
F Fm C
Isn't he a bit like you and me?
Em F Em F
Nowhere man, please listen, You don't know what you're missing,
Em F G
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.
guitar
C G F C F Fm C
C G F C
He's as blind as he can be, Just sees what he wants to see,
F Fm C
Nowhere man can you see me at all?
Em F Em F
Nowhere man, don't worry, Take your time, don't hurry,
Em F G
Leave it all 'till somebody else lends you a hand.
 
C G F C
Doesn't have a point of view, Knows not where he's going to,
F Fm C
Isn't he a bit like you and me?
Em F Em F
Nowhere man, please listen, You don't know what you're missing,
Em F G
Nowhere man, the world is at your command.
 
C G F C
He's a real nowhere man, Sitting in his nowhere land,
F Fm C
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody,
F Fm C
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody,
F Fm C
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.

 17. Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da

Lennon & Paul McCartney / the Beatles: White Album (1968)

D A G D7 G
Desmond has a barrow in the market place, Molly is the singer in a band.
C G D7 G
Desmond says to Molly, girl I like your face and Molly says this as she takes him by the hand:
|: G Bm Em G D7 G :|
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on - Bra - Bra la how the life goes on.
 
G D7 G
Desmond takes a trolley to the jeweller's store, buys a twenty carat golden ring.
C G D7 G
Takes it back to Molly, waiting at the door, and as he gives it to her she begins to sing.
|: G Bm Em G D7 G :|
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on - Bra - Bra la how the life goes on.
Bridge
C G
In a couple of years they have built a home sweet home -
C G D7
with a couple of kids running in the yard of Desmond and Molly Jones.
 
G D7 G
Happy ever after in the market place, Desmond lets the children lend a hand.
G7 C G D7 G
Molly stays at home and does her pretty face, and in the evening she still sings it with the band.
|: G Bm Em G D7 G :|
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on - Bra - Bra la how the life goes on.
Bridge
C G
In a couple of years they have built a home sweet home -
C G D7
with a couple of kids running in the yard of Desmond and Molly Jones.
 
G D7 G
Happy ever after in the market place, Molly lets the children lend a hand.
G7 C G D7 G
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face, and in the evening she's a singer with the band.
|: G Bm Em G D7 G :|
Ob-la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on - Bra - Bra la how the life goes on.
C D7 G
And if you want some fun: Sing Ob-La-Di-La-Da!

Capo IV

 18. Octopus's Garden

Richard Starkey / the Beatles: Abbey Road (1969)

C Am
I'd like to be under the sea
F C G7
In an Octopus's Garden in the shade.
C Am
He'd let us in, knows where we've been,
F C G7
In his Octopus's Garden in the shade.
Am G
I'd ask my friends to come and see
F G7
An Octopus's Garden with me.
C Am
I'd like to be under the sea
F G7 C
In an Octopus's Garden in the shade.
 
We would be warm below the storm 
In our little hideaway beneath the waves. 
Resting our head on the sea bed 
In an Octopus's Garden near a cave. 
We would sing and dance around 
Because we know we can't be found. 
I'd like to be under the sea 
In an Octopus's Garden in the shade. 
Solo
 
We would shout and swim about 
The coral that lies beneath the waves. 
Oh, what joy for every girl and boy 
Knowing they're happy and they're safe. 
We would be so happy, you and me. 
No one there to tell us what to do. 
I'd like to be under the sea 
In an Octopus's Garden with you. 
In an Octopus's Garden with you. 
In an Octopus's Garden with you. 

 19. When I'm Sixty-Four

Lennon, McCartney / the Beatles (1967)

C G7 C G7
When I get older, losing my hair, many years from now,
C
will you still be sending me a Valentine, birthday greetings, bottle of wine?
C7 F
If I'd been out 'til quarter to three, would you lock the door?
Ab7 C A7 D7 G7 C
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?
Am G Am E7 Am
You'll be older, too. (Aaah-aah)
Dm F G7 C G7
And if you say the word, I could stay with you.
 
C G7
I could be handy, mending a fuse, when your lights have gone.
C
You can knit a sweater by the fireside, sunday mornings, go for a ride.
C7 G7
Doing the garden, digging the weeds, who could ask for more?
Ab7 C A7 D7 G7 C
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?
Am G Am
Every summer we can rent a cottage in the Isle of Wight, if it's not to dear.
E7 Am
We shall scrimp and save. (and save)
Dm F G7 C G7
Grandchildren on your knee, Vera, Chuck, and Dave.
 
C G7
Send me a postcard, drop me a line stating point of view.
C
Indicate precisely what you mean to say, yours sincerely wasting away.
C7 G
Give me your answer, fill in a form - mine forever more.
Ab7 C A7 D7 G7 C G7 C
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?

 20. Yellow Submarine

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Revolver (1966)

F G F C
In the town where I was born
Am Dm F G
Lived a man who sailed to sea.
F G F C
And he told us of his life
Am Dm F G
In the land of submarines.
F G F C
So we sailed up to the sun
Am Dm F G
Till we found the sea of green.
F G F C
And we lived beneath the waves
Am Dm F G
In our yellow submarine.
C G G7 C
We all live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine!
C G G7 C
We all live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine!
 
And our friends are all on board - Many more of them live next door. 
And the band begins to play! 
Trumpet: Tat ta ta ta...
We all live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine! 
We all live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine! 
"Full speed ahead, Mr. Barkley, full speed ahead!"
"Full speed over here, Sir!" - "All together! All together!"
"Aye, aye, Sir, fire!" - "Captain! Captain!"
 
As we live a life of ease - Everyone of us has all we need. 
Sky of blue and sea of green - In our yellow submarine 
We all live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine! 
We all live in a yellow submarine, Yellow submarine, yellow submarine! 

 21. With a Little Help from my Friends

Lennon & McCartney / the Beatles: Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (1967)

C G Dm G C
What would you think if I sang out of tune, Would you stand up and walk out on me?
C G Dm G C
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song, And I'll try not to sing out of key.
C Bb F C
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends,
C Bb F C
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends.
C Bb F C
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends.
G
C G Dm G C
What do I do when my love is away, Does it worry you to be alone?
C G Dm G C
How do I feel by the end of the day, Are you sad because you're on your own?
C Bb F C
No, I get by with a little help from my friends,
C Bb F C
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends.
C Bb F C
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends.
bridge
Am D C Bb F
Do you need anybody? - I need somebody to love.
Am D C Bb F
Could it be anybody? - I want somebody to love.
 
C G Dm G C
Would you believe in a love at first sight? Yes, I'm certain that it happens all the time.
C G Dm G C
What do you see when you turn out the light? I can't tell you but I know it's mine.
C Bb F C
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends,
C Bb F C
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends.
C Bb F C
Oh, Im gonna try with a little help from my friends.
bridge
Am D C Bb F
Do you need anybody? - I need somebody to love.
Am D C Bb F
Could it be anybody? - I want somebody to love.
C Bb F C
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends,
C Bb F C
Mm, gonna try with a little help from my friends.
C Bb F C
Oh, I get high with a little help from my friends.
C Bb F
Yes, I get by with a little help from my friends,
Ab Bb C
With a little help from my frie-ee-ends.

Bee Gees

 22. Morning of my Life

Bee Gees

G C G
In the morning when the moon is at it's rest,
Em C G
you will see me at the time I love the best,
Am Bm
watching rainbows, play on sunlight,
Am Bm Am
pools of water iced from cold night, in the morning.
C D C G
'Tis the morning of my life. 'tis the morning of my life.
 
In the daytime I will meet you as before. 
You will find me waiting by the ocean floor, 
building castles in the shifting sands 
in a world that no one understands, in the morning. 
C D C G
'Tis the morning of my life. 'tis the morning of my life.
 
G Am
In the morning of my life
C D G
the minutes take so long to drift away.
G Am
Please be patient with your life,
C D G
it's only morning and you're still to live your day.
 
In the evening I will fly you to the moon, 
to the top right hand corner of the ceiling in my room, 
where we'll stay until the sun shines, 
another day to swing on clothes lines, I'll be yawning. 
C D C G
It is the morning of my life. It is the morning of my life.
G
In the morning, In the morning.

 23. Spicks and Specks

Barry Gibb / Bee Gees: Spicks and Specks (1966)

G D Em Bm
Where is the sun that shone on my head?
C G A D
The sun in my life, it is dead, it is dead.
G D Em Bm
Where is the light that would stay in my street,
C G D G D
And where are the friends I could meet, I could meet?
 
G D Em Bm
Where are the girls I left far behind?
C G D G D
The spicks and the specks of the girls on my mind?
G D Em Bm
Where is the sun that shone on my head?
C G D G D D#
The sun in my life, it is dead, it is dead
 
G# D# Fm Cm
Where are the girls I left far behind,
C# G# D# G# E
The spicks and the specks of the girls on my mind?
A E F#m C#m
Where are the girls I left far behind,
D A E A
The spicks and the specks of the girls on my mind?
 
A E F#m C#m
Where is the girl I have loved all along?
D A E A
The girl that I love, she is gone, she is gone!
 
A E F#m C#m
All of my life I've tossed with the day,
D A E A E
The spicks and the specks of my life gone away!
A E F#m C#m
All of my life I've tossed with the day,
D A E A E
The spicks and the specks of my life gone away!
 
A E F#m C#m
Where is the sun that shone on my head?
D A E A
The sun in my life, it is dead, it is dead!

 24. To Love Somebody

Barry & Robin Gibb / Bee Gees: Bee Gees 1st (1967), Eric Burdon & the Animals: Love Is (1968)

G Am
There's a light, a certain kind of light,
C G F G
That never shone on me. I want my life to be -
D C
Here with with you - To live with you!
 
G Am
There's a way - I know everybody says:
C G F G
Just to do every thing that I can! But what good will it do -
D C
If I can't have you - if I can't have you, Baby!
G D C G
You don't know what it's like, You just don't know what it's like!
D C G
To love somebody, to love somebody - The way I love you.
solo
G Am
Mmm, in my brain - I see your face again.
C G F G
I know my frame of mind, you ain't got to be so blind -
D C
And I'm blind, so so so very blind!
 
G Am
I'm a man, can't you see what I am?
C G F G
I live and I breathe for you! But what good does it do -
D C
If I ain't got you - Ain't got you, Baby!
You don't know what it's like, You just don't know what it's like! 
To love somebody - To love somebody - The way I love you. 
 
You don't know what it's like, You just don't know what it's like! 
D G
To love somebody - To love somebody - The way I love you. No no no no no no
 
You don't know what it's like, You just don't know what it's like! 
To love somebody - To love somebody - The way I love you. 

Pat Boone

 25. Speedy Gonzales

Kaye, Hill, Lee / Pat Boone (1962)

It was a moonlight night in old Mexico
I walked along between some old adobe haciendas
Suddenly, I heard the plaintive cry of a young Mexican girl:
D Bm G A7
La la la, la la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la
D Bm
You'd better come home, Speedy Gonzales - Away from Cannery Row
G A7
Stop all your drinkin' - With that floozie named Flo
D Bm
Come on home to your adobe - And slap some mud on the wall
G A7 D
The roof is leakin' like a strainer - There's lots of roaches in the hall
G D
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales) - Why don't you come home?
G A
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales) - How come you leave me all alone?
Hey, Rosita! I have to go shopping downtown for my mother. She needs some tortillas and chili peppers!
D Bm G A7
La la la, la la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la
D Bm
Your dog is gonna have a puppy - And we're runnin' out of Coke
G A7
No enchiladas in the icebox - And the television's broke
D Bm
I saw some lipstick on your sweatshirt - I smell some perfume in your ear
G A7 D
Well, if you're gonna keep a-messin' - Don't bring your business back-a here
G D
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales) - Why don't you come home?
G A
Speedy Gonzales (Speedy Gonzales) - How come you leave me all alone?
Hey, Rosita, come quick! Down at the Cantina they've got some green stamps with tequila!
D Bm G A7
La la la, la la la la la la la La la la la la la la La la la la la la la

Eric Burdon & the Animals

 26. House of the Rising Sun

traditional / Animals (1964)

Am C D F Am C E
There is a house in New Orleans 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 Orleans.
 
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 satisfied 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 Orleans 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 misery In the House of the Rising Sun.
 
There is a house... 

Johnny Cash

 27. Ghost Riders In The Sky

Stan Jones / Johnny Cash: Silver (1979)

Am C
An old cowboy went ridin' out one dark and windy day.
Am C
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way.
Am
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw:
F Am
Plowin' through the ragged skies, and up a cloudy draw.
 
Am C
Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel.
Am C
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel.
Am
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky;
F
For he saw the riders comin' hard, and he heard their mournful cry:
Am C Am C F Am
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-oh -- The ghost riders in the sky!
solo
Am C
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat.
Am C
He's ridin' hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet'.
Am
'Cause they got to ride forever on that range up in the sky,
F Am
On horses snorting fire as they ride on hear their cry!
 
Am C
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name:
Am C
"If you wanna to save your soul from hell a-ridin' on our range,
Am
Then cowboy change your ways today, or with us you will ride,
F Am
Tryin' to catch the devil's herd across these endless skies!"
Yippie-I-ay, yippie-I-oh - Ghost riders in the sky (3x)... 

 28. If I Were A Carpenter

Tim Hardin / Johnny Cash

 
D C
If I were a carpenter
G D
and you were a lady,
D C
Would you marry me anyway?
G D
Would you have my baby?
 
D C
If a tinker were my trade
G D
would you still find me,
D C
carrying the pots I made,
G D
following behind me.
C D
Save my love through loneliness,
C D/F#
Save my love for sorrow,
D C
I'm givin' you my onlyness,
G D
Come give me your's tomorrow.
 
If I worked my hands in wood, 
Would you still love me? 
Answer me babe, "Yes I would, 
I'll put you above me." 
 
If I were a miller 
at a mill wheel grinding, 
would you miss your color box, 
and your soft shoe shining? 
Save my love... 
 
If I were a carpenter 
and you were a lady, 
Would you marry me anyway, 
Would you have my baby? 
Would you marry anyway, 
Would you have my baby? 

 29. Like The 309

Johnny Cash / Jhnny Cash: American V - A Hundred Highways (2006)

A -
It should be a while before I see doctor death, So it would sure be nice if I could get my breath.
A -
Well I'm not the crying nor the whining kind, 'Til I hear the whistle of the Three-Oh-Nine.
- D A C A
Of the Three-Oh-Nine, of the Three-Oh-Nine. Put me and my box on the Three-Oh-Nine.
 
A C A
Take me to the depot, Put me to bed, Blow an electric fan on my knarly old head.
A C A
Everybody take a look, see I'm doing fine, Then load my box on the Three-Oh-Nine.
D A C A
On the Three-Oh-Nine, on the Three-Oh-Nine. Put me and my box on the Three-Oh-Nine.
(solo I) |: A C A :|
A C A
Hey sweet baby kiss me hard, Draw my bath water, Sweep my yard.
A C A
Give a drink of my wine to my Jersey cow, I wouldn't give a hootin' hell for my journey now
D A
On the Three-Oh-Nine, On the Three-Oh-Nine.
 
A C A
I hear the sound of a railroad train, The whistle blows and I'm gone again.
A C A
It will take me higher than a Georgia pine, Stand back children it's a Three-Oh-Nine.
D A C A
It's a Three-Oh-Nine, It's a Three-Oh-Nine. Put me and my box on a Three-Oh-Nine.
(solo II) |: A C A :|
A C A
A chicken in the pot, A turkey in the corn, I haven't felt this good since jubilee morn'.
A C A
Talk about luck, well I got mine, Asthma comin' down like the Three-Oh-Nine.
 
A C A
Write me a letter, sing me a song, Tell me all about it what I did wrong.
A C A
Meanwhile I will be doing fine, Then load my box on the Three-Oh-Nine.
D A C A
On the Three-Oh-Nine, On the Three-Oh-Nine. Gonna get outta here on the Three-Oh-Nine.

 30. Ring of Fire

June Carter & Merle Kilgore / Johnny Cash (1963); Eric Burdon (1969)

Intro: G C G G C G
|: / / / / | / / / / :|
G C G C G C G C G
Love is a burnin' thing and it makes a fiery ring.
G C G C G C G
Bound by wild desire I fell into your ring of fire
D C G
I fell into a burnin' ring of fire
D C G
I went down, down, down and the flames, they got higher
C G Am G
And it burns, burns, burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire.
Solo
I fell into a burnin' ring of fire 
I went down, down, down and the flames, they got higher 
And it burns, burns, burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire. 
 
The taste of love is sweet, when hearts like ours meet. 
I fell for you like a child, Oooh, but the fire went wild. 
I fell into a burnin' ring of fire 
I went down, down, down and the flames, they got higher 
And it burns, burns, burns, that ring of fire, that ring of fire. 

Ray Charles

 31. Hit The Road, Jack

Percy Mayfield / Ray Charles (1961)

Am G F E
/ / / / / / / / (repeat)
Am G F E Am G F E
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Am G F E Am (...)
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no mo-o-o-o-ore
What'd you say? 
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 
Woo! 
Woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean 
You're the meanest old woman that I've ever seen 
I guess if you say so 
I'd have to pack my things and go 
That's right! 
 
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 
What'd you say? 
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 
That's right! 
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 
What you say? 
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 
Well 
 
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 - ... 

Eddie Cochran

 32. Summertime Blues

Eddie Cochran

E A B7 E A B7 E
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
E E A B7 E
I'm a-gonna raise a fuss, I'm a-gonna raise a holler.
E E A B7 E
About a-workin' all summer, just to try to earn a dollar.
A
Every time I call my baby, try to get a date;
- E -
My boss says: No dice son, you gotta work late. / /
A
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do,
E -
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues!
E A B7 E A B7 E
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
 
E E A B7 E
Well my ma' and pappa told me: Son, you gotta make some money
E E A B7 E
If you wanna use the car to go a-ridin' next sunday.
A
Well I didn't go to to work, told the boss I was sick!
- E -
So you can't use the car 'cause you didn't work a lick! / /
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do, 
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues! 
 
E E A B7 E
I'm gonna take two weeks, gonna have a fine vacation.
E E A B7 E
I'm gonna take my problem to the United Nations.
A
Well I called my congressman and he said; quote:
- E -
I'd like to help you son, but you're too young to vote! / /
Sometimes I wonder what I'm a-gonna do, 
But there ain't no cure for the summertime blues! 

Creedence Clearwater Revival

 33. 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!

 34. 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. 

 35. Lodi

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

(intro) G D C G
| / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / |
G
Just about a year ago,
C G
I set out on the road.
G/F# Em
Seekin' my fame and fortune
Am D
And lookin' for a pot of gold.
G Em
Things got bad, and things got worse,
C G
I guess you know the tune.
D C G (fill in)
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again.
 
I rode in on a Greyhound, 
I'll be walkin' out if I go. 
I was just passin' through, 
Must be seven months or more. 
Ran out of time and money, 
Looks like they took my friends. 
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again. 
| G | | C | G | G | | D C | G |
The man from the magazine 
Said I was on my way. 
Somewhere I lost connection, 
Ran out of songs to play. 
I came into town on a one-night stand, 
Looks like my plans fell through. 
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again. 
D A E A A
A
If I only had a dollar
D A
For every song I've sung,
A A/G# F#m
And every time I had to play
Bm E
While people sat there drunk.
A A/G# F#m
You know I'd catch the next train
D A
Back to where I live
E D A
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
E D A
Oh, Lord, stuck in Lodi again
A D A A E D A
G (intro) D C G (fill in) |------------|--------------|--------------|----------|| |------------------------|----------------|| |-0--0----1--|-1/3-3--3\-0--|-1--1--1---1--|-0--------|| |------------------------|----------------|| |-0--0----2--|-2/4-4--4\-0--|-2--2--2p0-0--|-0--------|| |----0-2-2b3-------2-0---|-0--------------|| |------------|--------------|--------------|----------|| |--2-------------------2-|------2-0---0---|| |------------|--------------|--------------|----------|| |------------------------|----------2-----|| |------------|--------------|--------------|----------|| |------------------------|----------------||

John Denver

 36. 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 belong!
G D C G
West Virginia 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 belong!
G D C G
West Virginia, 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 reminds 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, yesterday:
G D Em C
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong!
G D C G
West Virginia, mountain momma, take me home, country roads

Dire Straits

 37. Wild West End

Mark Knopfler / Dire Straits: Dire Straits (1978)

4x D D Em7 G D D Em7 G
Steppin' out to Angellucci's, for my coffee beans
D D Em7 G
checking out the movies, and the magazines
D D Em7 G
waitress she watches me, crossing from the Barocco bar
D D Em7 G
I'm getting a pickup, for my steel guitar
D D Em7 G
I saw you walking out, Shaftsbury Avenue
D D Em7 G
excuse me talking, I wanna marry you
D D Em G
this is seventh heaven street to me, don't you be so proud
D D Em7 G
You're just another angel, in the crowd.
D D Em7 G D D Em7 G
And I'm walking in the wild west end - Walking in the wild west end
D D Em7 G Am G F D C D
Walking with your wild best friend
 
Now my conductress on the number nineteen, she was a honey (she was a honey) 
pink toenails and hands all dirty with the money 
greasy greasy greasy hair, easy smile 
made me feel nineteen, for awhile 
and I went down to Chinatown 
in the backroom it's a man's world, all the money go down 
Duck inside the doorway, duck to eat 
just ain't no way, you and me, we can't beat 
And I'm walking in the wild west end - Walking in the wild west end 
Walking with your wild best friend 
 
Now the gogo dancing girl, yes I saw her 
the deejay, he say, "Here's Mandy for Ya" 
I feel all right to have seen her do that stuff 
She's dancing high, I move on by, the close-ups can get rough 
when you're walking in the wild west end - walking in the wild west end 
3x Am G F D C D
Walking with your wild best friend

Donovan

 38. Season of the Witch

Donovan Leitch / Donovan: Sunshine Superman (1966)

|: A7 D7 :|
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... 
 
Bass:
Verse Chorus / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / G|————|—————————|—————————||———————————|——————————|——————————|——————————|——————————|————| D|————|—7—5—————|—5—7—————||———————————|——————————|——————————|——————————|——————————|————| A|————|—————5———|—————————||—5———57—75—|——————————|—55557777—|——————————|—555577———|————| E|5———|—————————|—————5———||———————————|—55555555—|——————————|—55555555—|———————03—|—5——|

Bob Dylan

 39. 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 

 40. 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. 

 41. Copper Kettle

Albert Frank Beddoe / Bob Dylan: Self Portrait (1970)

G Am7 G Am7 G Am7 G Am7
Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil,
G Am7 G Am7 C Cmaj7 Am
Fill it with new-made corn mash and never more you'll toil.
C G C G
You'll just lay there by the juniper, while the moon is bright,
C Cmaj7 Am Am7 G Am7 G Am7 G
Watch them jugs a-filling - in the pale moonlight.
 
G Am7 G Am7 G Am7 G Am7
Build you a fire with hickory, hickory, ash and oak,
G Am7 G Am7 C Cmaj7 Am
Don't use no green or rotten wood; they'll get you by the smoke.
C G C G
We just lay there by the juniper, while the moon is bright,
C Cmaj7 Am Am7 G Am7 G Am7 G
Watch them jugs a-filling - in the pale moonlight.
 
G Am7 G Am7 G Am7 G Am7
My daddy, he made whiskey; my granddaddy, he did too.
G Am7 G Am7 C Cmaj7 Am
We ain't paid no whiskey tax since seventeen-ninety-two.
C G C G
We just lay there by the juniper, while the moon is bright,
C Cmaj7 Am Am7 G
Watch them jugs a-filling - in the pale moonlight,
Am7 G Am7 G Am7 G ...
In the pale moonlight.

 42. 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 ...

 43. The Mighty Quinn

Bob Dylan/Bob Dylan: Self Portrait (1970)

Manfred Mann: Mighty Garvey! (1968)

n.c. G
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
G D G D C G
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
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'rybody's gonna jump for joy.
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn 
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 
Bass-Solo
|: 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 
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'rybody's gonna wanna doze.
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn 
n.c. G
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn

Eagles

 44. Hotel California

Felder, Henley & Frey / the Eagles

Bm F#
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair;
A E
Warm smell of colitas, rising through the air.
G D
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimering light.
Em F#
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night.
 
Bm F#
There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell,
A E
And I was thinking to myself: this could be heaven or this could be hell!
G D
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way;
Em F#
There were voices down the corridor; I thought I heard them say:
G D
"Welcome to the Hotel California!
F# Bm
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face.
G D
Plenty of room at the Hotel California!
Em F#
Any time of year (any time of year), you can find it here."
 
Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz. 
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends. 
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat 
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget! 
 
So I called up the captain, "Please bring me my wine." He said: 
"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine." 
And still those voices are calling from far away, 
Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say: 
"Welcome to the Hotel California! 
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face. 
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California; 
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis-" 
 
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice, and she said: 
"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device." 
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast. 
They stab it with their steely knives - but they just can't kill the beast! 
 
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door. 
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before. 
"Relax," said the night man, "We are programmed to receive. 
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave!" 
"Welcome to the Hotel California! 
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face. 
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California; 
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis-" 

the Everley Brothers

 45. Bye Bye Love

Felice & Boudleaux Bryant / Everly Brothers (1957)

D A7 D
There goes my baby with someone new.
A7 D
She sure looks happy; i sure am blue.
G A7
She was my baby till he stepped in.
A D
Goodbye to romance that might have been.
G D G D G D
Bye bye love. Bye bye happiness. Hello loneliness.
D A7 D
I think i'm gonna cry.
G D G D G D
Bye bye love. bye bye sweet caress. Hello emptiness.
D A D D A D
I feel like I could die. Bye bye, my love, bye bye.
 
D A7 D
I'm through with romance. I'm through with love.
D A7 D
I'm through with counting the stars above.
D G A7
and here's the reason that I'm so free.
A D
my lovin' baby is through with me.
G D G D G D
Bye bye love. Bye bye happiness. Hello loneliness.
D A7 D
I think i'm a gonna cry.
G D G D G D
Bye bye love. bye bye sweet caress. Hello emptiness.
D A D D A D
I feel like I could die. bye bye my love bye bye.

Don Fardon

 46. Indian Reservation

John D. Loudermilk / Don Fardon

Am Dm
They took the whole Cherokee Nation
Am
And put us on this reservation.
Dm
They took away our ways of life,
Am
The tomahawk and the bow and knife.
 
Am Dm
They took away our native tongue
Am
And taught their English to our young.
Dm
And all the beads we made by hand
Am
Are nowadays made in Japan.
Dm Am
Cherokee people -- Cherokee tribe.
Dm E
So proud to life -- so proud to die!
 
Am Dm
They took the whole Indian Nation
Am
And locked us on this reservation.
Dm
And though I wear a shirt and tie,
Am
I'm still a red man deep inside!
Dm Am
Cherokee people -- Cherokee tribe.
Dm E
So proud to life -- so proud to die!
 
Am Dm
But may be someday when they learn
Am
Cherokee nation will return! Will return -- will return -- will return. Will Return!

Arlo Guthrie

 47. City of New Orleans

Steve Goodman / Arlo Guthrie (1972)

G D G Em C G
Riding on the City of New Orleans, Illinois Central, Monday morning rail.
G D G Em D G
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders, Three conductors, and twenty-five sacks of mail.
 
Em Bm
All slong the southbound odyssey -- The train pulls out of Kankakee
D A
And rolls along the houses, farms and fields.
Em Bm
Passing trains that have no name -- And freight yards full of old black men
D D7 G
And graveyards of the rusted automobiles.
C D G Em C G D
Good morning America, how are you? Say don't you know me, I'm your native son.
G D Em F C D G
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans, I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
 
Dealing card games with the old men in the club cars, A penny a point, ain't no one keeping score. 
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle, And feel the wheels rumbling 'neath the floor. 
 
And the sons of Pullman porters -- And the sons of engineers 
Ride their fathers' magic carpet made of steel. 
Mothers with their babes asleep -- Rocking to the gentle beat 
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel. 
Good morning America, how are you? Say don't you know me, I'm your native son. 
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans, I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done. 
 
Nighttime on the City of New Orleans, Changing cars in Memphis, Tennesee. 
Halfway home, and we'll be there by morning, Through the Misissippi darkness, rolling down to the sea. 
 
But all the towns and people seem -- To fade into a bad dream 
The steel rail still ain't heard the news. 
The conductor sings his songs again -- The passengers will please refrain 
This train's got the disappearin' railroad blues. 
Goodnight America, how are you? Say don't you know me, I'm your native son. 
I'm the train they call the City of New Orleans, I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done. 

Woody Guthrie

 48. This Land is Your Land

Woody Guthrie

D G D
This land is your land, this land is my land,
A7 D
From California to the New York Island,
G D
From the Redwood Forests to the Gulf Stream waters;
A7 D
This land was made for you and me.
 
As I was walking that ribbon of highway, 
I looked above me, there in the skyway, 
I saw below me, the Golden Valley; 
This land was made for you and me. 
This land is your land, this land is my land, 
From California to the New York Island, 
G
From the Redwood Forests to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me. 
 
I roamed and rambled, and followed my footsteps 
Through the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts, 
And all around me this voice kept saying: 
"This land was made for you and me". 
This land is your land, this land is my land, 
From California to the New York Island, 
G
From the Redwood Forests to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me. 
 
As the Sun was shining, and I was strolling 
Through the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling, 
I could feel inside me and see all around me, 
This land was made for you and me. 
This land is your land, this land is my land, 
From California to the New York Island, 
G
From the Redwood Forests to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me. 

Bill Haley

 49. Rock Around the Clock

Max C. Freedman / Bill Haley and the Comets (1954)

A
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, rock!
A
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, rock!
A
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, rock
E7/9
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight!
 
A
Put your glad rags on, join me, hon'
We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one 
D7/9
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight
A
We're gonna rock, rock, rock till broad daylight
E7/9 A
We're gonna rock, rock around the clock tonight
 
When the clock strikes two, three and four 
If the band slows down we'll yell for more 
We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight 
We’re gonna rock, rock, rock till broad daylight 
We’re gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight 
Guitar Solo
When the chimes ring five, six and seven 
We'll be right in seventh heaven 
We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight 
We’re gonna rock, rock, rock till broad daylight 
We’re gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight 
 
When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too 
I'll be goin' strong and so will you 
We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight 
We’re gonna rock, rock, rock till broad daylight 
We’re gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight 
Saxophone solo
When the clock strikes twelve, we'll cool off then 
Start rockin' round the clock again 
We’re gonna rock around the clock tonight 
We’re gonna rock, rock, rock till broad daylight 
We’re gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock tonight 
Guitar solo:

Albert Hammond

 50. It never rains in Southern California

Albert Hammond

Gm C F
Got on board a west-bound seven-forty-seven,
Gm C F
didn't think before deciding what to do.
Gm C
All, that talk of opportunities,
F Dm Gm C F
TV-breaks and movies rang true, sure rang true.
Gm C F
Seems it never rains in Southern California.
Gm C F
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before.
Gm C F Dm
It never rains in California, but girl don't they warn you,
Gm C F
it pou-ours, man, it pours.
 
Gm C F Dm
Out of work I'm out of my head, out of self-respect, I'm out of bread,
Gm C F
I'm undertalked, I'm underfed, I wanna go home.
Gm C F Dm
It never rains in California, but girl don't they warn you,
Gm C F
it pou-ours, man, it pours.
 
Will you tell the folks at home, I nearly made it. 
Got offers but don't know which one to take. 
Please don't tell'em, how you found me, 
don't tell me how they found me, 
gimmie a break, gimmie a break. 
Seems it never rains in Southern California. 
Seems I've often heard that kind of talk before. 
It never rains in California, but girl don't they warn you, 
it pours, man, it pours. 
 
Out of work I'm out of my head, out of self-respect, I'm out of bread, 
I'm undertalked, I'm underfed, I wanna go home. 
It never rains in Califonia, but girl don't they warn you, 
it pours, man, it pours. 

°! Fleetwood Mac

 51. Black Magic Woman

Peter Green / Fleetwood Mac

A7 Dm A
Got a black magic woman,got a black magic woman,
Dm Gm
Yes, I've got a black magic woman, got me so blind I can't see,
Dm A Dm
that she's a black magic woman and she's try'in to make a devil out of me.
 
Don't turn your back on me baby, don't turn your back on me baby, 
Yes, don't turn your back on me baby, stop messin' around with your tricks. 
Don't turn your back on me baby, 'cause you just might pick up my magic sticks. 
solo
You got your spell on me baby, you got your spell on me baby, 
Yes, you got your spell on me, baby, turnin' my heart into stone. 
I need you so bad, magic woman, I can't leave you alone. 
 
Dm
Yes, I need you so bad; I need you, darlin'; I need you, darlin'.
Yes, I want you to love me; I want you to love me. Oh, Yeah! Oh-oh, yeah; 
Yes, I need your love; Oh, I need your love so bad, I need your love... 

Jimi Hendrix

 52. Hey Joe

Jimi Hendrix

C G D A E E E/G E E/G E
Hey Joe where ya' goin' with that gun in your hand?
C G D A E E7
I said hey Joe where ya goin' with that gun in your hand?
C G
I'm goin' out to find my woman now,
D A E E7
She's been runnin' round with some other man
C G
I said I'm goin' out to find my woman now!
D A E E7
She's been runnin' 'round with some other man
 
Hey Joe tell me what are you gonna do? 
Hey Joe tell me what are you gonna do? 
Well I guess I'll shoot my woman, 
That's what I'll do! 
Well I guess I'll shoot them both 
Before I'm through. 
 
Hey Joe tell me where are you gonna go? 
Hey Joe tell me where are you gonna go? 
Well I think I'll go down to my favourite place Mexico, 
Well I think I'll go down to where a man can be free. 
And there ain't gonna be no hangmans ropes 
Gonna be put around me. 

Jethro Tull

 53. Locomotive Breath

Ian Anderson / Jethro Tull: Aqualung (1971)

Intro:
|: Em G D Em :|
x x x x x x x x x / / / / / / /
 
Em Em G D Em
In the shuffling madness
Em Em G D Em
Of Locomotive Breath.
Em Em G D B
Runs the all-time loser
B B D Em
Headlong to his death.
Em Em G D Em
Oh! He feels the pistons scraping,
Em Em G D
Steam Breaking on his brow:
G A B D A B
Old Charlie stole the handle - And the train, it won't stop going:
B A G Em
no way to slow down.
 
He sees his children jumping off 
At stations one by one. 
His woman and his best friend 
In bed and having fun. 
Oh! He's crawling down the corridor, 
On his hands and knees. 
Old Charlie stole the handle - And the train, it won't stop going: 
No way to slow down. 
 
He hears the silence howling 
Catches angels as they fall. 
And the all-time winner 
Has got him by the balls. 
Oh he picks up gideon's Bible 
Open at page one. 
I thank God he stole the handle - And the train, it won't stop going: 
No way to slow down! 

Kingston Trio

 54. The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Solomon Linda, George David Weiss / the Kingston Trio

D G D A
Oooh weeeeeeee-eeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh
D G D A
Oooh weeeeeeee-eeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh
 
D G
In the jungle, The mighty jungle
D A
The lion sleeps tonight
D G
Near the jungle, the quiet jungle
D A
The lion sleeps tonight
Hey, Hey, Hey 
Oooh weeeeeeeeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh 
Oooh weeeeeeeeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh 
 
In the village, the peacefull village 
The lion sleeps tonight 
Near the village, the quiet village 
The lion sleeps tonight 
Hey, Hey, Hey, 
Oooh weeeeeeeeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh 
Wee ma ma weh, wee ma ma weh... 
 
Hush my darlin', don't fear my darlin' 
The lion sleeps tonight 
Hush my darlin', don't fear my darlin' 
The lion sleeps tonight 
Oooh weeeeeeeeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh 
Oooh weeeeeeeeee ooh wee um ma ma a weh 
Whoa oh oh oh-oh, whoa oh oh oh-oh, whoa I'm on my way oooh weeeeee 
ooh wee um ma ma weh 

Kinks

Capo IV

 55. Autumn Almanac

R.D. Davies / The Kinks (1967)

A B E A B E Am D G
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / From the dew soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar
D C D G D G D
The dawn begins to crack, it's all part of my autumn almanac!
Am D G
Breeze blows leaves of a musty colored yellow
D C D G D G D
So I sweep them in my sack, yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
 
E A B E A B E
Friday evening pe-ople get together, hi-iding from the weather
C#m C#m/C E
Tea and toasted buttered currant buns
F# A G#
Can't compensate for lack of sun because the summer's all gone
Am D G D
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la-la-la ohh! my poor rheumatic back
C D G D G D
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
Am D G D
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la - ohh! my autumn almanac
C D G D G D
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
G D C D G D C G
I like my football on a Saturday, roast beef on Sunday's al-right
G D C D G D C G
I'm goin' to Blackpool for my holidays, sit in the open sunlight
Gm A# D# F
This is my street and I'm never gonna leave it
A# A G# G
And I'm always gonna stay if I live to be ninety-nine
Gm C7 G G7
'Cause all the people I meet seem to come from my street
A B Em A
And I can't get away, because it's calling me (come on home)
G A
Hear it calling me (come on home)
Am D G D
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la-la-la ohh! my autumn almanyac
C D G D G D
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac
Am D G D
La-la-la la-la, la la la-la la la - ohh! my autumn almanac
C D G D C D G D C D G
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes
C D G (repeat and fade out)
Bop bop bop-m bop-m ba -ohh!

 56. Celluloid Heroes

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

G D C G
Everybody's a dreamer, and everybody's a star,
Bm Em C D
And everybody's in movies, it doesn't matter who you are!
Em Bm C D
There are stars in every city - In ev'ry house and on ev'ry street,
G7 C D G
And if you walk down Hollywood Boulevard - Their names are written in concrete.
 
G D C G
Don't step on Greta Garbo as you walk down the Boulevard;
Bm Em C D
She looks so weak and fragile that's why she tried to be so hard.
Em Bm C D
But they turned her into a princess - And they sat her on a throne.
G7 C D G
But she turned her back on stardom - Because she wanted to be alone.
F C G
You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard.
F C G
Some that you recognize, some that you've hardly even heard of.
F C G
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame,
F C G
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain.
 
G D C G
Rudolph Valentino looks very much alive,
Bm Em C D
And he looks up ladies dresses as they sadly pass him by.
Em Bm C D
Avoid stepping on Bela Lugosi - 'Cause he's liable to turn and bite!
G7 C D G
But stand close by Bette Davis - Because hers was such a lonely life.
 
G D C G
If you covered him with garbage George Sanders would still have style,
Bm Em C D
And if you stamped on Mickey Rooney He would still turn round and smile.
Em Bm C D
But please don't tread on dearest Marilyn - 'Cause she's not very tough.
G7 C D G
She should have been made of iron or steel - But she was only made of flesh and blood.
F C G
You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
F C G
Some that you recognize, some that you've hardly even heard of
F C G
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame
F C G
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain
G D C G
Everybody's a dreamer, and everybody's a star,
Bm Em C D
And everybody's in show biz, it doesn't matter who you are!
Em Bm C D
And those who are successful - Be always on your guard,
G7 C D G
Success walks hand in hand with failure - Along Hollywood Boulevard.
bridge
F C G
I wish my life was non-stop Hollywood movie show.
F C G
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes.
F C G
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain,
F C G
And celluloid heroes never really die!
F C G
You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
F C G
Some that you recognize, some that you've hardly even heard of
F C G
People who worked and suffered and struggled for fame
F C G
Some who succeeded and some who suffered in vain
|: F C G :|
La la la la la - la la la la la - la la la la la
F C G F C G
Oh, celluloid heroes never feel any pain - Oh, celluloid heroes never really die.
bridge
F C G
I wish my life was non-stop Hollywood movie show.
F C G
A fantasy world of celluloid villains and heroes.
F C G
Because celluloid heroes never feel any pain,
F C G
And celluloid heroes never really die!

 57. 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...

 58. 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.

 59. 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

 60. 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 

Capo III

 61. 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!

 62. 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... 

 63. Waterloo Sunset

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

G7 C G F
(Guitar-Bass-Line) (Guitar-Melody)
F C G F
Dirty old river, must you keep rolling, rolling into the night!
C G F
People so busy make me feel dizzy, taxi lights shine so bright!
Dm A F G
But I don't need no friend,
C G F
As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, I am in paradise.
D G C
(la-la-la) Every day I look at the world from my window
F D G7
(la-la-la) But chilly, chilly it's evening time, Waterloo sunset's fine.
 
C G F
Terry meets Julie, Waterloo Station, every Friday night.
C G F
But I am so lazy, don't want to wander, I stay at home at night.
Dm A F G
But I don't feel afraid,
C G F
As long as I gaze on Waterloo Sunset, I am in paradise.
D G C
(la-la-la) Every day I look at the world from my window
F D G7
(la-la-la) But chilly, chilly it's evening time, Waterloo sunset's fine.
 
C G F
Millions of people swarming like flies round Waterloo underground.
C G F
But Terry and Julie cross over the river where they feel safe and sound.
Dm A F G
And they don't need no friends,
C G F
As long as they gaze on Waterloo Sunset, they are in paradise.
C G F G
(guitar solo) (piano-chords)
G
Waterloo sunset's fine...

 64. 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

Kris Kristofferson

 65. Me and Bobby McGee

Kris Kristofferson / Janis Joplin

Intro
G
Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headin' for the trains,
D7
feelin' nearly faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rains, 
G
Took us all the way to New Orleans.
 
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana 
G7 C
And was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues.
C G
With them Windshield wipers slappin' time, and Bobby clappin' hands we finely
D7 G
sang up every song that driver knew.
C G
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.
D7 G
Nothing ain't worth nothing but it's free.
C G
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
D7
Feeling good was good enough for me,
G A
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
 
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun 
E7
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul.
Standin' right beside me, Lord, through everything I've done, 
A
Every Night she kept me from the cold.
 
A
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away;
A7 D
Lookin' for the home and I hope she'll find!
A
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday,
E7 A
Holding Bobby's body close to mine.
D A
Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose.
E7 A
Nothing ain't worth nothing, But it's free.
 
Feeling good was easy, Lord, when Bobby sang the blues. 
Feeling good was good enough for me, 
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee. 

John Lennon

 66. Working Class Hero

John Lennon

Am G Am
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
Am G Am
By giving you no time instead of it all
Am G Am
'til the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
Am G Am
A working class hero is something to be
Am G D Am
A working class hero is something to be
 
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school 
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool 
'til youre so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules 
A working class hero is something to be 
A working class hero is something to be 
 
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years 
Then they expect you to pick a career 
When you cant really function you're so full of fear 
A working class hero is something to be 
A working class hero is something to be 
 
Keep you doped with religion and sex and tv 
and you think you're so clever and classless and free 
But youre still fucking peasants as far as I can see 
A working class hero is something to be 
A working class hero is something to be 
 
There's room at the top they're telling you still 
but first you must learn to smile as you kill 
If you want to be like the folks on the hill 
A working class hero is something to be 
A working class hero is something to be 
 
Am G Am
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
Am G D Am
If you want to be a hero just follow me

Gordon Lightfood

 67. If You Could Read My Mind

Gordon Lightfood / Gordon Lightfood: Sit Down Young Stranger (1970)

Intro: |: G Fmaj7 :|
G F
If you could read my mind love - What a tale my thoughts could tell!
G F
Just like an old time movie - 'bout a ghost from a wishin' well!
G Em C D Em C G
In a castle dark or a fortress strong - With chains upon my feet - You know that ghost is me;
C G/B Am7 D G Fmaj7 G
And I will never be set free - As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see.
 
G F
If I could read your mind love - What a tale your thoughts could tell?
G F
Just like a paperback novel - The kind that drugstores sell.
G Em C D Em C G
When you reach the part where the heartaches come, The hero would be me. But heroes often fail!
C G/B Am7 D G Fmaj7 G
And you won't read that book again - Because the ending's just too hard to take.
solo
bridge
G Em C D Em
I'd walk away like a movie star - Who get's burned in a three way script.
C G C G/B
Enter number two - A movie queen to play the scene
Am7 D G C G/B
Of bringing all the good things out in me! But for now love, let's be real;
C G/B Am7 D
I never thought I could act this way - And I've got to say that I just don't get it;
C G/B Am7 D G
I don't know where we went wrong - But the feeling's gone - And I just can't get it back.
 
G F
If I could read your mind love - What a tale your thoughts could tell!
G F
Just like an old time movie - 'bout a ghost from a wishin' well.
G Em C D Em C G
In a castle dark or a fortress strong - With chains upon my feet. But stories always end,
C G/B Am7 D G
And if you read between the lines - You'll know that I'm just tryin' to understand:
C G/B C G/B
The feelin's that you lack. I never thought I could feel this way,
Am7 D C G/B
And I've got to say that I just don't get it - I don't know where we went wrong,
Am7 D G Fmaj7 G
But the feelin's gone - And I just can't get it back.

Lovin' Spoonful

Dm7
D7/F#
C/G

 68. Daydream

John B. Sebastian / Lovin Spoonful

C A7
What a day for a daydream
Dm7 G
What a day for a daydreamin' boy
C A7
And I'm lost in a daydream
Dm7 G7
Dreamin' bout my bundle of joy
F D7/F# C A7
And even if time ain't really on my side
F D7/F# C A7
It's one of those days for takin' a walk outside
F D7/F# C A7
I'm blowin' the day to take a walk in the sun
G C/G G C/G
And fall on my face on somebody's new-mowed lawn
 
C A7
I've been havin' a sweet dream
Dm7 G
I been dreamin' since I woke up today
C A7
It's starring me and my sweet dream
Dm7 G7
'Cause she's the one that makes me feel this way
F D7/F# C A7
And even if time is passin' me by a lot
F D7/F# C A7
I couldn't care less about the dues you say I've got
F D7/F# C A7
Tomorrow I'll pay the dues for dropping my load
G C/G G C/G
A pie in the face for bein' a sleepy bull toad
 
whistle
 
F D7/F# C A7
And you can be sure that if you're feelin' right
F D7/F# C A7
A daydream will last 'til long into the night
F D7/F# C A7
Tomorrow at breakfast you may prick up your ears
G C/G G C/G
or you may be daydreamin' for a thousand years
 
What a day for a daydream... 
whistle

 69. Summer in the City

Mark Sebastian & Steve Boone / Lovin' Spoonful: Hums of the Lovin' Spoonful (1966)

Am Am/G Am/F# Fmaj7 E7
Am Am/G
Hot town, summer in the city.
Am/F# Fmaj7 E7
Back of my neck gettin' dirty and gritty.
Am Am/G
Been down isn't it a pitty,
Am/F# Fmaj7 E7
doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city.
E E7
All around people looking half dead,
Am A
walking on a sideway hotter than a matchhead.
D G
But at night it's a diff'rent world,
D G
Go out and find a girl.
D G
Come on, come on and dance all night,
D G
despite the head it'll be all right.
Bm E
And baby don't you know it's a pitty
Bm E
That the days can't be like the night
Bm E
in the summer in the city
Bm E
in the summer in the city
 
Cool down, evenin' in the city. 
Dressed so fine and lookin' so pretty. 
Cool cat, lookin' for a kitty. 
Gonna look in every corner of the city. 
Till I'm wheezin' like a bus stop, 
runnin' up the stairs gonna meet you on the rooftop. 
But at night it's a diff'rent world... 
 
break
Am Am/G Am/F# Fmaj7 E7
Hot town, summer in the city... 
But at night it's a diff'rent world... 
 
break
Am Am/G Am/F# Fmaj7 E7
Hot town, summer in the city... 
But at night it's a diff'rent world... 

Barry McGuire

D11
D9

 70. Eve of Destruction

P. F. Sloan / Barry McGuire: Eve of Destruction (1965)

D D11 D9 D D11 D9
/ / / / / / / / / /
D G A7 D G A7
The eastern world it is explodin', violence flarin', bullets loadin'.
D G A7
You're old enough to kill but not for votin',
D G A7
You don't believe in war, what's that gun you're totin',
D G A7
And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin',
A7 D G A7 D Bm
But you tell me over and over and over again my friend,
G A7 D D D11 D9 D D11 D9 D9
ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction. / / / / / / / / / /
 
Don't you understand, what I'm trying to say? Can't you see the fear that I'm feeling today? 
If the button is pushed, there's no running away, 
There'll be noone to save with the world in a grave, 
take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy: 
But you tell me over and over and over again my friend, 
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction. 
 
Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin', I'm sittin' here, just contemplatin'. 
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation, Handful of Senators don't pass legislation. 
And marches alone can't bring integration, when human respect is disintegratin', 
this whole crazy world is just too frustratin': 
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend, 
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction. 
 
Think of all the hate there is in Red China! Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama! 
Ah, you may leave here, for four days in space, But when you return, it's the same old place. 
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace, 
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace. 
Hate your next-door-neighbour, but don't forget to say grace: 
And you tell me over and over and over again my friend, 
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction. 

Scott McKenzie

A
5
A6
9
C#m
4
C#m7
4
E7
7
G6

 71. San Francisco

John Phillips / Scott McKenzie

Em C G D
- - If you're going to San Francisco
Em C G D
- Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
Em G Bm7 C G
- - If you're going to San Francisco
G G6 Bm Em7 G D
- - You're gonna meet some gentle people there
 
Em C G D
For those who come to San Francisco
Em C G D
- - Summertime will be a love-in there
Em G Bm7 C G
- - In the streets of San Francisco
G G6 Bm Em7 D
- - Gentle people with flowers in their hair
F Dm F Dm
All across the nation such a strong vibration
G G G
- People in motion - - - -
F Dm F Dm
There's a whole generation with a new explanation
G D D D
- People in motion - people in motion - - - -
 
Em C G D
For those who come to San Francisco
Em C G D
- Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
Em G Bm7 C G
- - If you come to San Francisco
G G6 Bm Em7 G
- - Summertime will be a love-in there
G G Em Em
- - - - - - - -
 
A6 E7 A C#m7 D A
- - If you come to San Francisco
A A6 C#m A6 E7 A
- - Summertime will be a love-in there
A E A6 A6 D D A A
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Don McLean

 72. Vincent

Don Mc Lean

G Gsus4 G Am
Starry Starry night Paint your pallete blue and grey
C D7 G
Look out on a summers day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Gsus4 G Am
Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils
C D7 G
Catch the breeze and the winter chill In colors on the snowy linen land.
C G Am D7 G Em
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
Am7 D7 Em
How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free!
A7 Am7 D7 G
They would not listen, they did not know how, perhaps they 'll listen now!
 
Starry starry night, Flaming flower's that brightly blaze, 
Swirling clouds in violet haze, Reflect in Vincents eyes of china blue. 
Colors changing hue, Morning fields of amber graing, 
Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artists loving hand. 
C G Am D7 G Em
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
Am7 D7 Em
How you suffered for your sanity, How you tried to set them free!
A7 Am7 D7 G
They would not listen, they did not know how, perhaps they 'll listen now!
Bridge
G Am7 D7 G
For the could not love you but still your love was true
Em Am7 Cm6
And when no hope was left in sight on that starry starry nite
G F7 E7 Am7
You took you life as lovers often do But I could of told you Vinvent
C D7 G
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
 
Starry starry night portraits hung in empty halls 
frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget 
Like the strangers that youve met, the ragged men in ragged clothes 
The silver thorn and the bloody rose Lire crushed and broken on the virgin snow 
C G Am D7 G Em
And now I think I know, what you tried to say to me,
Am7 D7 Em
How you suffered for your sanity, How you tried to set them free!
A7 Am7 D7
They would not listen, They're not listening still, Perhaps they never will!

Ralph McTell

 73. Streets of London

Ralph McTell

C G Am Em
Have you seen the old man in the closed down market,
F C D7 G7
kicking up the paper with his worn out shoes.
C G Am Em
In his eyes you see no pride, hand held loosely at his side,
F C G C
Yestedrays paper telling yesterdays news.
F Em C Am D7 G G7
So how can you tell me you're lo-one-ly - And say for you that the sun don't shine.
C G Am Em
Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London:
F C G7 C
I'll show you something to make to change your mind.
 
Have you seen the old girl who walks the streets of London, 
Dirt in her hair and her clothes in rags. 
She's no time for talkin' she just keep right on walking, 
Carrying her home in two carrier bags. 
So how can you tell me you're lonely - And say for you that the sun don't shine. 
Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London: 
I'll show you something to make to change your mind. 
 
In the allnight cafe at a quarter past eleven, 
the same old man sitting there on his own. 
Looking at the world over the rim of his tea cup, 
Each tea lasts an hour and he wanders home alone. 
So how can you tell me you're lonely - Don't say for you that the sun don't shine. 
Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London: 
I'll show you something to make to change your mind. 
 
Have you seen the old man, outside the seaman's mission, 
memory fading with the medal ribbons that he wears. 
In our winter city the rain cries a little pity 
For one more forgotten hero and a world that doesn't care. 
So how can you tell me you're lonely - And say for you that the sun don't shine. 
Let me take you by the hand - And lead you through the streets of London: 
I'll show you something to make to change your mind. 

Moody Blues

 74. Nights in White Satin

Justin Hayward / Moody Blues: Days of Future Passed (1967)

Em D Em D
Nights in white satin Never reaching the end.
C G F Em
Letters I've written Never meaning to send.
 
Em D Em D
Beauty I've always missed With these eyes before.
C G F Em
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore
A C Em D Em D
'Cause I love you, - Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you!
 
Gazing at people, Some hand in hand, 
Just what I'm going through They can't understand. 
 
Some try to tell me Thoughts thay cannot defend. 
Just what you want to be You will be in the end. 
'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you! Oh. 
 
Nights in white satin Never reaching the end. 
Letters I've written Never meaning to send. 
 
Beauty I've always missed, With these eyes before, 
Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore 
'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you, Oh, how I love you! 
'Cause I love you, Yes, I love you, Oh, how I love you, Oh, how I love you! 

Monty Python

 75. Always Look on the Bright Side of Life

Monty Python

Am D7 G Em
Some things in life are bad - they can really make you mad.
Am D7 G Em
Other things just make you swear and curse.
Am D7 G Em
When you're chewing on large gristle - don't grumble - give a whistle
A7 D
And whistles help things turn out for the best:
G Em Am D7 G Em Am D7
And always look at the bright side of life (whistle)
G Em Am D7 G Em Am D7
Always look on the light side of life (whistle)
 
Am D7 G Em
If life seems jolly rotten - there's something you've forgotten
Am D7 G Em
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing!
Am D7 G Em
When you're feeling in the dumps - don't be silly chums
A7 D
Just purse your lips and whistle that's the thing:
G Em Am D7 G Em Am D7
And always look at the bright side of life (whistle)
G Em Am D7 G Em Am D7
Come on, Always look on the bright side of life (whistle)
 
Am D7 G Em
For life is quite absurd - and death's the final word
Am D7 G Em
You must always face the curtain with a bow.
Am D7 G Em
Forget about your sin - give the audience a grin
A7 D
Enjoy it's your last chance anyhow:
G Em Am D7 G Em Am D7
So always look on the bright side of death (whistle)
G Em Am D7 G Em Am D7
Just before you draw your terminal breath. (whistle)
 
Am D7 G Em
Life's a piece of shit - when you look at it,
Am D7 G Em
Life's a laugh and death's a joke - it's true!
Am D7 G Em
You see it's all a show - keep 'em laughing as you go;
A7 D7
Just remember that the last laugh is on you:
G Em Am D7 G Em Am D7
And always look at the bright side of life (whistle)
G Em Am D7 G Em Am D7
Always look on the right side of life (whistle)
spoken: "Come on guys, cheer up!"
A F# Bm E7 A F# Bm E7
Always look on the right side of life (whistle)...

Monkees

 76. Daydream Believer

John Stewart / Monkees

 
Intro (repeat):
G Am7/D
/ / / / / / / /
 
G Am7
Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
Bm CaddD
Of the bluebird as she sings
G Em7 Aadd2 D
The six o'clock alarm would never ring
G Am7
But it rings and I rise
Bm CaddD
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes
G Em7 Am11 D7 G
My shaving razor's cold and it stings
(Guitar:) v v v v v v v v -----------------|----------------- -----------------|----------------- -----4---2---4---|-5---4---2---0--- -----5---4---5---|-7---5---4---2--- -----------------|----------------- -----------------|----------------- (bass:) v v v v v v v v -----------------|----------------- -5---5---4---5---|-7---5---4---2--- -----------------|----------------- -----------------|-----------------
C D Bm
Cheer up sleepy Jean
C D Em C
Oh what can it mean to a
G C
Daydream believer and a
G Em A7 D7
Homecoming que-eehee-een
 
G Am7
Oh, you once thought of me
Bm CaddD
As a white knight on his steed
G Em7 Aadd2 D
Now you know how happy I can be.
G Am7
And our good times start and end
Bm CaddD
Without dollar one to spend
G Em7 Am11 D7 G
But how much, baby, do we really need:
Chorus
Intro
Chorus
... 

 77. I'm A Believer

Neil Diamond / The Monkees

G D G
I thought love was only true in fairy tales.
G D G
Meant for someone else but not for me.
C G
Love was out to get me;
C G
That's the way it seemed;
C G D
Disappointment haunted all my dreams
D G C G C G
Then I saw her face Now I'm a believer
C G C G
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
C G F D7
I'm in love -hoo-hoo; I'm a believer, I couldn't leave her if I tried.
 
G D G
I thought love was more or less a givin' thing
G D G
It seems the more I gave the less I got
C G
What's the use in tryin'
C G
All you get is pain
C G D
When I needed sunshine I got rain.
D G C G C G
Then I saw her face Now I'm a believer
C G C G
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
C G F D7
I'm in love -hoo-hoo; I'm a believer, I couldn't leave her if I tried.

Willie Nelson

A/C#
D/A
Gm7
D/F#
A7/C#
G/A

 78. Always On My Mind

Thompson, James, Christopher / Willie Nelson

D A/C# Bm D/A G A
Maybe I didn't love you - Quite as often as I could have.
D A/C# Bm D/A Gm7
And maybe I didn't treat you - Quite as good as I should have
G D G D/F# Em
If I made you feel second best - Girl I'm sorry I was blind
A Bm A7/C# D Em F#m G A7 D G A
You were always on my mi-i-ind - You were always on my mind
 
Maybe I didn't hold you - All those lonely, lonely times. 
I guess I never told you - I'm so happy that you're mine. 
Little things I should have said and done - I just never took the time. 
You were always on my mind - You were always on my mind. 
 
D A/C# Bm D/A G D/F# Em G/A A7
Te-ell me, Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
D A/C# Bm D/A G D/F# Em
Gi-ive me, give me one more chance to keep you satisfied
A
I'll keep you satisfied
instrumental
Little things I should have said and done - I just never took the time. 
You were always on my mind - You were always on my mind. 
 
You were always on my mind - You were always on my mind. 

 79. 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. 

 80. 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 ... 

Elvis Presley

 81. (Marie's the name) His Latest Flame

Doc Pomus, Mort Shuman / Elvis Presley (1961)

G Em G Em
A very old friend came by today
G Em
'Cos he was telling everyone in town
G Em
About the love that he just found
C D7 G Em G Em
And Marie's the name - of his latest flame.
 
He talked and talked and I heard him say: 
That she had the longest blackest hair, 
The prettiest green eyes anywhere, 
And Marie's the name of his latest flame. 
 
D7 C D7 C
Though I smiled the tears inside were a-burning.
D7 C D7 C
I wished him luck and then he said goodbye.
D7 C D7 C
He was gone but still his words kept returning.
D7 C G Em G
What else was there for me to do but cry?
 
Would you believe that yesterday 
This girl was in my arms and swore to me 
She'd be mine eternally? 
And Marie's the name of his latest flame. 
 
Though I smiled the tears inside were a-burning. 
I wished him luck and then he said goodbye. 
He was gone but still his words kept returning. 
What else was there for me to do but cry? 
 
Would you believe that yesterday 
This girl was in my arms and swore to me 
She'd be mine eternally? 
And Marie's the name of his latest flame. 
Yes Marie's the name - of his latest flame. 

 82. In The Ghetto

Mac Davis / Elvis Presley (1969)

G G G4 G G4 G Bm
As the snow flies On a cold and gray chicago mornin'
C D G G G4 G G4 G
A poor little baby child is born - In the ghetto
 
G G G4 G G4 G Bm
And his mama cries 'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
C D G G G4 G G4 G
Is another hungry mouth to feed - In the ghetto
 
G D C G
People, don't you understand - The child needs a helping hand
C D G
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
D C G
Take a look at you and me, Are we too blind to see,
C D G
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way
 
G G G4 G G4 G Bm
Well the world turns And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
C D G G G4 G G4 G
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows - In the ghetto
 
G G G4 G G4 G Bm
And his hunger burns So he starts to roam the streets at night
C D G G G4 G G4 G
And he learns how to steal And he learns how to fight - In the ghetto
 
D C G
Then one night in desperation A young man breaks away.
C D C D
He buys a gun, steals a car, He tries to run, but he don't get far
 
G G G4 G G4 G Bm
And his mama cries As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
C D G G G4 G G4 G
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand - In the ghetto
 
G G G4 G G4 G Bm
As her young man dies, On a cold and gray chicago mornin',
C D G G G4 G G4 G
Another little baby child is born - In the ghetto
G G G4 G G4 G
And his mama cries

Gene Raskin

 83. Those Were The Days

Gene Raskin

Am Am7
Once upon a time there was a tavern,
A7 Dm
where we used to raise a glass or two.
Am7
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
B7 E
and dreamed of all the great things we would do.
Am Dm
Those were the days, my friend, we thought they'd never end,
G G7 C
we'd sing and dance for ever and a day;
Dm Am
We'd live the life we choose, we'd fight and never loose,
E7 Am
For we were young, and sure to have our way.
A7 Dm
La la la la la la la la la la la la
E7 Am
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days.
 
Then the busy years went rushing by us. 
We lost our starty notions on the way. 
If by chance I'd see you in the tavern, 
we'd smiled at one another, and we'd say: 
repeat chorus
 
Just tonight I stood before the tavern. 
Nothing seemed the way it used to be. 
In the glass I saw a strange reflection, 
was that lonley woman really me? 
repeat chorus
 
Through the door there came familiar laughter. 
I saw your face and heard you call my name. 
Oh, my friend, we're older, but no wiser. 
For in our hearts the dream are still the same. 
repeat chorus

Otis Redding

 84. Sitting on the Dock of the Bay

Otis Redding

G G B C B Bb A
/ / / / Sitting in the morning sun - I'll be sitting when the evening comes
G B C B Bb A
Watching the ships roll in - And I watch 'em roll away again
G E7 G E7
Sitting on the dock of the bay - Watching the tide roll away
G A7 G E7
I'm just sitting on the dock of the bay - Wasting time
 
G B C B Bb A
I left my home in Georgia - Headed for the 'Frisco bay
G E C B Bb A
'Cause I had nothin to live for - And look like nothing's gonna come my way!
So I'm just 
Sitting on the dock of the bay wasting time. 
 
G D C7
Look like nothing's gonna change
G D C7
Everything still remains the same
G D C7 G
I can't do what ten people tell me to do
F D
So I guess I'll remain the same
 
G B C B Bb A
Sittin here resting my bones - And this loneliness won't leave me alone
G B C B Bb A
It's two thousand miles I roamed - Just to make this dock my a-home
Now, I'm just 
Sitting on the dock of the bay wasting time. 

Tex Ritter

 85. The Ballad of High Noon (Do not Forsake me, o my Darlin')

Dimitri Tiomkin, Ned Washington / Tex Ritter (1952)

G
Do not forsake me, oh my darling,
C
On this our wedding day.
E C
Do not forsake me, oh my darling,
Bm7 Am7 C D7
Wait, wait a- -long!
 
G
I do not know what fate awaits me.
C
I only know I must be brave!
G
And I must face a man who hates me,
Cm G Cm G
Or ly a coward, a craven coward,
Cm Bm Am C D7 G
Or ly a coward in my grave.
bridge
G
Oh, to be torn twixt love and duty
Supposin' I lose my fair haired beauty 
Look at that big hand movin' round 
D7
Nearin' high noon!
 
C
He made a vow while in state prison
G
Said it would be my life or his'n,
Cm
I'm not afraid of death, but oh,
G Am D7
What will I do if you leave me?
 
G
Do not forsake me, oh my darling,
C
You made that promise as a bride.
G
Do not forsake me, oh my darling,
Cm G Cm G
Although you're grievin', I Can't be leavin',
Cm Bm Am C D7 G
Now that I need you by my side!
 
C G
Wait along, wait along,
Cm G
Wait along, wait along...

Smokey Robinson & the Miracles

 86. Tears of a Clown

Stevie Wonder, Hank Cosby, Smokey Robinson / Smokey Robinson & the Miracles: Make it Happen (1967)

capo IV
A |: A D G :|
A D G D A D G
If there's a smile on my face, it's only there trying to fool the public.
D A D G D A D G
But when it comes down to fooling you, now honey that's quite a different subject.
D A D G D A D G
Don't let my glad expression give you the wrong impression.
D A D G D A D G D A D
Really I'm sad, oh sadder than sad, You're gone and I'm hurting so bad,
G D A D G D
Like a clown I pretend to be glad.
E C#/F
Now there's some sad things known to man
F#m D A |: A D G :|
But ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown, When there's no one around.
 
If I appear to be carefree, It's only to camouflage my sadness. 
in order to shield my pride I try To cover this hurt as a show of gladness. 
But don't let my show convince you that I've been happy since you 
Decided to go, oh I need you so, I'm hurt and I want you to know, but for others I put on a show. 
Now there's some sad things known to man 
But ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown, When there's no one around. 
 
Just like Pagliacci did I try to keep my sadness hid. 
Smiling in the public eye, but in my lonesome room i cry - The tears of a clown 
Now there's some sad things known to man 
But ain't too much sadder than the tears of a clown, When there's no one around. 

the Rolling Stones

 87. 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!

 88. 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

 89. 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

 90. 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

 91. 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

 92. 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! 

 93. 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. 

Pete Seeger

 94. If I had a Hammer

Pete Seeger

G Em C D G Em C
If I had a hammer, I’d hammer in the morning,
D G Em C D
I’d hammer in the evening all over this land.
G Em
I’d hammer out danger, I’d hammer out a warning,
C G C G C
I’d hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,
G D G, Em, C
ah all over this land.
 
If I had a bell, I’d ring it in the morning, 
I’d ring it in the evening all over this land. 
I’d ring it out danger, I’d ring it out a warning, 
I’d ring it out love between my brothers and my sisters, 
ah all over this land. 
 
If I had a song, I’d sing it in the morning, 
I’d sing it in the evening all over this land. 
I’d sing it out danger, I’d sing it out a warning, 
I’d sing it out love between my brothers and my sisters, 
ah all over this land. 
 
Now I‘ve got a hammer, and I’ve got a bell, 
and I’ve got a song to sing all over this land. 
It’s a hammer of justice, it’s a bell of freedom, 
it’s a song about love between my brothers and my sisters, 
all over this land. 

Simon & Garfunkel

 95. The Boxer

Paul Simon / Simon & Garfunkel: Bridge Over Troubled Water (1969)

C Am
I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told,
G Dm G C
I have squandered my resistance - For a pocket full of mumbles, such are promises.
Am G F
All lies and jest, still a man hears what he wants to hear,
C G F C
And disregards the rest. (hm-hm hm, hm -hm hm-hm hm-hm hm)
 
C Am G
When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy - In the company of strangers,
Dm G C
In the quiet of a railway station, running scared,
Am G F
Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters -
C G F C
Where the ragged people go, Looking for the places only they would know.
Am G Am
Lie la lie, Lie la lie la lie la lie, Lie la lie,
F G C
Lie la lie la la la lie la la la la lie.
 
C Am G
Asking only workman's wages I come looking for a job - But I get no offers,
Dm G C
Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue.
Am G F
I do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome,
C G F C
I took some comfort there. (La la Lie, la la lie lie la la lie)
 
C Am G
Then I'm laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone, Going home;
Dm G C Am G
Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me Leading me, going home.
 
C Am
In the clearing stands a boxer and a fighter by his trade,
G G7
And he carries a reminder of ev'ry glove that laid him down
C Am C Am
Or cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame:
G F C
"I am leaving, I am leaving, But the fighter still remains".
Am G Am
Lie la lie, Lie la lie la lie la lie, Lie la lie,
F G C
Lie la lie la la la lie la la la la lie.

Nancy Sinatra

 96. 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 - E E
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you. - - You!
 
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 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. - - 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! 

Slade

 97. Far Far Away

Slade

Am G Am G Am G Am
Am G Am G
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi
Am G Am G
I've seen the bridges of the world and they are for real
F G C C2 C
I've had a red light off the wrist without me even getting kissed,
F G
it still seems so unreal.
 
I've seen the morning in the mountains of Alaska, 
I've seen the sunset in the East and in the West, 
I've sang the glory that was Rome and passed the 'Hound Dog' singer's home, 
It still seems for the best. 
C C/B C/A C/G F G
And I'm far, far away with my head up in the clouds,
C C/B C/A C/G F G
and I'm far, far away with my feet down in the crowds,
C C/B C/A C/G F E Am
letting loose around the world, but the call of home is loud, still as loud.
 
I've seen the Paris lights from high upon Montmartre 
and felt the silence hanging low in No Man's land, 
and though those Spanish nights were fine, it wasn't only from the wine, 
It still seems all in hand: 
And I'm far, far away with my head up in the clouds, 
And I'm far, far away with my feet down in the crowds, 
letting loose around the world, but the call of home is loud, still as loud. 
 
I've seen the yellow lights go down the Mississippi 
The grand Bahama island stories carry on, 
And though those alligator smiles, stay in your memory for a while 
There still seems more to come: 
And I'm far, far away ... 
 
And I'm far, far away ... 

the Smoke

 98. My Friend Jack

Geoff Gill, Mal Luker, Nick Rowley, Zeke Lund / the Smoke: It's Smoke Time (1967)

A - C - D - F - E
A G A G
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps, My friend Jack eats sugar lumps,
A C D A
Sugarman hasn't got a care!
A C D F - E
He's been travelling everywhere:
A D A D
Been on a voyage across the ocean, Heard the sweet sounds of wheels in motion,
C F E
He's seen the hawk fly high to hail the setting sun.
 
A G A G
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps, My friend Jack eats sugar lumps,
A C D A
Sugarman hasn't got a care!
A C D F - E
He's been travelling everywhere:
A D A D
He’s seen the people in the city, And the bright lights, they're awful pretty,
C F E
He's followed dusty tracks into eternity.
 
bridge
F C - F C
Eatin' sugarcane in Cuba, tried to grow it in Japan,
F C F E
On the West Coast he's real famous, kids all call him Sugarman.
 
A G A G
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps, My friend Jack eats sugar lumps,
A C D A
Sugarman hasn't got a care!
A C D F - E
He's been travelling everywhere:
A D A D
Been on a voyage across the ocean, Heard the sweet sounds of wheels in motion,
C F E
He's seen the hawk fly high to hail the setting sun.
 
A G A G
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps, My friend Jack eats sugar lumps,
A C D A
Sugarman hasn't got a care!
A C D F - E
He's been travelling everywhere:
A G A G
My friend Jack eats sugar lumps, My friend Jack eats sugar lumps...

the Spencer Davis Group

 99. Keep on Running

Edwards / Spencer Davis Group (1965)

Intro (bass riff): A D A D G------------|-----------------------------------------------|----------- D------------|-----------------------------------------------|----------- A------------|----------5--5-3-3-5-3-0----------------5--5-3-|-3-5-3-0--- E---5-3--5-3-|-5-3--5-3----------------5--5-3-3-5-3-0--------|-----------
Intro: A D A D (2x Bass-Riff) E
/ - / - / - / - / / / /
A E
Keep on runnin' - Keep on hidin'
F#m D
One fine day I'm gonna be the one
A D
To make you understand - Oh yeah
A E
I'm gonna be your man / - / - / - / - / / / /
 
A E
Keep on runnin' - Runnin' from my arms
F#m D
One fine day I'm gonna be the one
A D D
To make you understand - Oh yeah - I'm gonna be your man
E F F#m E
Hey hey hey - Everyone is talkin' about me - It make me feel so bad
E F F#m E
Hey hey hey - Everyone is laughing at me - It make me feel so sad
So Keep on runnin' --- Hey hey --- All right! 
 
Keep on runnin' - Runnin' from my arms 
One fine day I'm gonna be the one 
To make you understand - Oh yeah - I'm gonna be your man 
Hey hey hey - Everyone is talkin' about me - It make me feel so sad 
Hey hey hey - Everyone is laughin' at me - It make me feel so bad 
 
Keep on runnin' - Runnin' from my arms 
One fine day I'm gonna be the one 
To make you understand - Oh yeah - I'm gonna be your man 
 
Make me feel so good - Ah Ha - I wanna be your man - Hey hey hey ... 

Steppenwolf

100. Born To Be Wild

M. Bonfire / Steppenwolf: Steppenwolf (1968)

|: E Em :|
Em
Get your motor runnin' - Head out on the highway.
Lookin' for adventure - In whatever comes our way. 
G A E G A E
Yeah, darlin' gonna make it happen, Take the world in a love embrace.
G A E G A E
Fire all of the guns at once and ex-plode into space!
 
Em
I like smoke and lightnin' - Heavy metal thunder.
Wrestlin' with the wind - And the feelin' that I'm under. 
Yeah, darlin' gonna make it happen, Take the world in a love embrace 
Fire all of the guns at once and explode into space! 
E G
Like a true nature's child - We were born, born to be wild.
A G Em
We could climb so high, I never wanna die.
E D E D E D E D
Born to be wild, Born to be wild.
Solo, organ + guitar (in Em)
Em
Get your motor runnin' - Head out on the highway.
Lookin' for adventure - In whatever comes our way. 
Yeah, darlin' gonna make it happen, Take the world in a love embrace 
Fire all of the guns at once and explode into space! 
 
Like a true nature's child - We were born, born to be wild. 
We could climb so high, I never wanna die. 
Born to be wild, Born to be wild. 
Solo - fade out (in Em)

Rod Stewart

101. Sailing

Gavin Sutherland / Rod Stewart

C Am F C
I am sailing, I am sailing home again 'cross the sea.
D Am Dm G C G7
I am sailing stormy waters, to be near you, to be free.
 
C Am F C
I am flying, I am flying like a bird 'cross the sea.
D Am Dm G C G7
I am flying passing high clouds, to be near you, to be free.
 
C Am F C
Can you hear me, can you hear me, thru the dark night far away?
D Am Dm G C G7
I am dying, forever trying to be with you; who can say?
 
C Am F C
Can you hear me, can you hear me, thru the dark night far away?
D Am Dm G C G7
I am dying, forever trying to be with you; who can say?
 
C Am F C
We are sailing, we are sailing home again 'cross the sea.
D Am Dm G C G7
We are sailing stormy waters, to be near you, to be free.
 
G7 Dm G C
To be near you, to be free.
G7 Dm G C
To be near you, to be free.

Troggs

102. I can't Control Myself

Reg Presley/the Troggs (1966)

D
Oh no! Bababababa babababa, bababababa babababa.
 
D
I can't sit still 'cause you got me going! baba...
Your slacks are low and your hips are showing! baba... 
G A
I take you, girl, as you're standing there,
G A
Your low-cut slacks and your long black hair,
G A
I want you going out with no one else,
G A
'Cause when I'm with you I can't control myself.
 
D
The dance is done and you got me shaking! baba...
You've got me so that my nerves are breaking! baba... 
G A
If you knew me like I know you, girl,
G A
Your knees would bend and your hair would curl,
G A
You make me move, yeah, like no one else,
G A
and when I'm with you I can't control myself.
bridge
A
I've got this feeling that's inside of me,
It makes me think of how things used to be. 
G A G A
It makes me feel alright, when I'm with you at night,
A7 D
and we love, and we love. Baba........
 
D
You thrill me so with this big temptation! baba....
This kind of feeling could move a nation! baba..... 
G A G A
I'm ok when I'm here with you, I do the things that you want me to,
G A
I do these things for no one else,
G A
but when I'm with you I can't control myself.
D
Babababababa - I can't control myself - Whoaah - ...

103. Love is All Around

Reg Presley / the Troggs

 
D Em G A D Em G A
I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes
D Em G A D Em G A
Well, love is all around me, and so the feeling grows
D Em G A D Em G A
It's written on the wind, it's everywhere I go
D Em G A D Em G A
So if you really love me, come on and let it show
G Em
You know I love you, I always will
G D
My mind's made up by the way that I feel
G Em
There's no beginning, there'll be no end
G A
'Cause on my love you can depend
 
I see your face before me as I lay on my bed 
I kinda get to thinking of all the things you said 
You gave your promise to me and I gave mine to you 
I need someone beside me in everything I do 
You know I love you, I always will 
My mind's made up by the way that I feel 
There's no beginning, there'll be no end 
Cos on my love you can depend 
 
It's written on the wind, it's everywhere I go 
So if you really love me, come on and let it show 
Come on let it show 
Come on let it show 
Come on let it show... 
Repeat and Fade Out

104. With a Girl Like You

Reg Presley / the Troggs

G D G D
I want to spend my life with a girl like you, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba.
G D G D
And do all the things that you want me to, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba.
C D C D
'Till that time has come, that we might live as one.
(tacit) D G D G D
Can I dance with you? Ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba bah, Ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba.
 
I tell by the way you dress that you're so refined, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba. 
And by the way you talk, that you're just my kind ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba. 
Girl Why Should it be, that you don't notice me. 
Can I dance with you? Ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba. 
C G
Baby, baby, is there no chance, I can take you for the last dance.
C D
All night long, yeah, l've been waiting, now there'll be no hesitating.
 
So before this dance has reached the end, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba. 
To you across the floor my love I'll send, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba. 
I just hope and pray that I will find a way to say 
Can I dance with you? Ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba. 

Turtles

105. Happy Together

Gary Bonner - Alan Gordon / the Turtles

Dm
Imagine me and you, I do
C
I think about you day and night, it's only right
Bb A7
To think about the girl you love and hold her tight - So happy together
 
I should call you up, invest a dime 
And you say you belong to me and ease my mind 
Imagine how the world could be, so very fine - So happy together 
D C D C
I can see me lovin' nobody but you for all my life
D C D C
When you're with me, baby the skies will be blue for all my life
 
Me and you and you and me 
No matter how they thrust the dice, it has to be 
The only one for me is you, and you for me - So happy together 
I can see me lovin' nobody but you for all my life 
When you're with me, baby the skies will be blue for all my life 
Me and you and... 
D C D C
Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba
D C D C
Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba
Me and you and... ...So happy together 
Dm A7 Dm A7 Dm
So happy together - How is the weather
A7 Dm A7 Dm
So happy together - We're happy together
A7 Dm A7 Dm
So happy together - Happy together
A7 Dm A7
So happy together - So happy together
Dm
ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba...

Jerry Jeff Walker

106. Mr. Bojangles

Jerry Jeff Walker (1968)

C C/b Am7 C/g F G
I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you - In worn out shoes.
C C/b Am7 C/g F G
With silver hair a ragged shirt and baggy pants - He did the old soft shoe.
F C E7 Am Am7 D7 G
He jumped so high, jumped so high, - Then he lightly touched down.
Am G Am G Am G C C/b Am7 C/g
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Dance.
 
I met him in a cell in New Orleans - I was down and out. 
He looked at me to be the eyes of age - As he spoke right out. 
He talked of life, talked of life - He laughed slapped his leg a step. 
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Dance. 
 
He said his name, Bojangles, then he danced a lick - Across the cell. 
He grabbed his pants a better stance - Oh he jumped up high, 
He clicked his heels, he let go a laugh, let go a laugh - Shook back his clothes all around. 
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Dance. 
 
He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs - Throughout the south. 
He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he - Traveled about. 
His dog up and died, up and died - After twenty years he still grieved, 
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Dance. 
 
He said, "I dance now at every chance in honky tonks - For drinks and tips. 
But most the time I spend behind these county bars," He said, - "I drinks a bit." 
He shook his head and he shook his head - I heard someone ask him "Please, 
Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles, Dance, 
Dance!" 

Muddy Waters

107. I Want To Be Loved

Willie Dixon / Muddy Waters: Hard Again (1977)

 
|: C Bb F F# G :|
/ - / - / / / -
 
C Bb F F# G
The spark in your eye sets my soul on fire,
C Bb F F# G
Your voice is like an angel above.
C Bb F F# G
The touch of your hand, woman, drives me in- -sane:
C - - C
But baby, I wants to be loved!
 
C Bb F F# G
I'm crazy 'bout every little thing you do;
C Bb F F# G
I even cherish your hug.
C Bb F F# G
Your kisses so sweet, honey, they can't be beat;
C - - C
But baby, I wants to be loved!
 
Solo
|: C F C G F C C7 G7 :|
/ / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / |
 
bridge:
F
Every time I ask you for a date,
F
You don't come at all, or you're oh so late.
F
I ask you to dance a little spin.
F G - G -
You say: "Wait a minute, daddy, here come my friend!"
 
C Bb F F# G
I love the way you walk when you pass me by,
C Bb F F# G
- Even when you tryin' to snub.
C Bb F F# G
The touch of your hand, honey, drives me in- -sane,
C - - C
But baby, I wants to be loved!

Who

108. Behind Blue Eyes

Pete Towenshend / the Who

Em G D
No one knows what it's like, to be the bad man
C/D A9
To be the sad man, behind blue eyes!
Em G D Dsus4
No one knows what it's like to be hated,
C/D A9
To be fated, to telling only lies!
C D G C/G G
But my dreams, they aren't as empty
C D E Esus4 E
As my conscience seems to be
Bm C
I have hours, only lonely
D A9
My love is vengeance that's never free
 
No one knows what it's like to feel these feelings 
Like I do, and I blame you 
No one bites back as hard on their anger 
None of my pain and woe, can show through 
Chorus
 
E Bm A E Bm A
E Bm A E
When my fist clenches crack it open
Bm G D
Before I use it and lose my cool
G A E
When I smile tell me some bad news
G A E
Before I laugh and act like a fool
 
Bm A E
And if I swallow anything evil
Bm G D
Stick your finger down my throat
G A D
And if I shiver please give me a blanket
G A E
Keep me warm let me wear your coat
 
Bm A E Bm A B A D D5 B A D D5 B A D D5 B B/A
 
No one knows what it's like, to be the bad man 
To be the sad man, behind blue eyes 

109. I Can See For Miles

Pete Townshend / the Who: Sell Out (1967)

E / / / G / A / E / / / G9 / A /
E G A E G A
I know you've deceived me, now here's a surprise
E G A E
I know that you have cause there's magic in my eyes
E Em7 A C Asus4 E Em7 E
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles, oh yeah
 
E G A E G A
If you think I don't know about all the little trick you play
E G A E
And you think I never see you when dilib'ratly you put things in my way
E A B
Well here's a poke at you, you're gonna choke on it too
B A B Cb
You're gonna lose that smile because all the while
B A E A E Cb
I could see for miles and miles, I could see for miles and miles
E Em7 A C Asus4 E Em7 E
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles, oh yeah
 
You took advantage of my trust in you when I was so far away 
I saw you holding lots of other guys and now you've got the nerve to say 
That you still want me, wel that's as may be 
But you gotta stand trial because all the while 
I could see for miles and miles, I could see for miles and miles 
I can see for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles, oh yeah 
 
The Eiffle Tower and Taj Mahal are mine to see on clear days 
You thought that I would need a crystal ball to see right thru the haze 
Well here's a poke at you, you're gonna choke on it too 
You're gonna lose that smile because all the while 
I could see for miles and miles, I could see for miles and miles 
 
E Em7 A C
I can see for miles and miles and miles
Asus4 E
And miles and miles and miles and miles and miles

Tammy Wynette

110. Stand By Your Man

Tammy Wynette & Billy Sherrill/Tammy Wynette: Stand by Your Man (1968)

A E
Sometimes it's hard to be a woman
Bm E7 A
Giving all your love to just one man
D
You'll have bad times
A
And he'll have good times
B E
Doing things that you don't understand
A C#
Stand by your man
D C#m Bm
Give him two arms to cling to
A F#7
And something warm to come to
B E7
When nights are cold and lonely
 
A C#
Stand by your man
D C#m Bm
And tell the world you love him
A E7 C#7 F#
Keep giving all the love you can
D E A D A E7
Stand by your man
 
A E
But if you love him you'll forgive him
Bm E7 A
Even though he's hard to understand
D
And if you love him
A D
Oh be proud of him
A E7 A D A E
Cause after all he's just a man
A C#
Stand by your man
D C#m Bm
And show the world you love him
A E E7 C#7 F#
Keep giving all the love you can
D E A D A E A
Stand by your man
 

the Yardbirds

111. For Your Love

Graham Gouldman/The Yardbirds (1965)

|: Em G A Am :|
|: Em G A Am :|
(For your love)
Em G A Am
I'd give you everything and more and that's for sure. (For your love)
Em G A Am
I'd bring you diamond rings and things right to your door. (For your love)
Em G A Am
To thrill you with delight, I'd give you diamonds bright!
Em G A Am
Double takes I will excite, make you dream of me at night!
Em G A Am Em G A Am
For your loo-oo-oo-oove - For your loo-oo-oo-oove
Em G A Am Em
For your loo-oo-oo-oove
 
Bridge:
B A E
For your love, for your love I would give the stars above!
B A C#m B
For your love, for your love I would give you all I could.
 
|: Em G A Am :|
(For your love)
Em G A Am
I'd give the moon if it were mine to give (For your love)
Em G A Am
I'd give the stars and the sun for I live (For your love)
For your loo-oo-oo-oove - For your loo-oo-oo-oove 
For your loo-oo-oo-oove 

112. Shapes Of Things

Keith Relf, Jim McCarty, Paul Samwell-Smith / the Yardbirds (1966)

Intro: F
/ / / /
G F/D G
Shapes - Of things before my eyes
F/D G F/D F
Just teach me to despise - Will time make man more wise
 
G F/D G
Here - Within my lonely frame
F/D G F/D F
My eyes just hurt my brain - But will they see the same
C Bb
Come tomorrow - Will I be older
C Bb
Come tomorrow - May be a soldier
C Bb Bb D
Come tomorrow - Will I be bolder - Than today?
 
Now - The trees are almost green 
But will they still be seen - Where time and tide have been 
 
Fallen - Into your passing hands 
Please don't destroy these lands - Don't make them desert sands 
Come tomorrow - Will I be older 
Come tomorrow - May be a soldier 
Come tomorrow - Will I be bolder - Than today? 
Guitar Solo
Soon - I hope that I will find 
G
Loves deep within my mind - That won't disgrace my kind / / / / / / / /
Guitar solo: (entirely played on G-string) G v v v | F v v v | G --------------------------|-10---12---14---16b17-------16-14-12| G v v v | F v v v | G -14---b16-----------------|-15p14p1214-12--14--15--14----------| G v v v | F v v v | G -15---b17----------10-12--|-8--------10-------12b14---12---10--| G v v v | F v v v | G -12-----------------------|----15p14p1214--121012--012109-109--| G v v v | F v v v | G -7-9-7-5---7-5-4--5--4-5--|-7-9---b10----9---7-----------------| G v v v | F v v v | G ----10-10-12-12-14b15r1412|-14b16------------------------------| G v v v | F v v v | Bb v v v | D - - - G -12-----------------------|------------------------------------| Verse: (bass over verse chords) Chorus: (bass over chorus chords) [G]v v v v [F/D]v v v v [C]v v v v [Bb]v v v v -------------------|------------------- -------------5-3---|-------------3-1--- -------------------|------------------- -------2---5-----5-|-------0---3-----3- -------2---3---4---|----5-------------- ---3---------------|---1--------------- ---3---------------|--------5---3---1-- -------------------|-------------------

Neil Young

113. Heart of Gold

Neil Young/Neil Young: Harvest (1972)

Intro
Em C D G Em C D G
Em C D G Em G C Bm Am G
Em C D G
I wanna live, I wanna give,
Em C D G
I've been a miner for a heart of gold.
Em C D G
It's these expressions I never give
Em G
that keep me searchin' for a heart of gold,
C Bm Am G
And I'm gettin' old.
Em G
Keep me searchin' for a heart of gold,
C Bm Am G
And I'm gettin' old.
 
Em C D G
I've been to Hollywood, I've been to Redwood,
Em C D G
I'd cross the ocean for a heart of gold,
Em C D G
I've been in my mind, it's such a fine line
Em G
that keeps me searchin' for a heart of gold,
C Bm Am G
And I'm gettin' old,
Em G
Keeps me searchin' for a heart of gold,
C Bm Am G
And I'm gettin' old.
 
Em D Em
Keep me searchin' for a heart of gold,
D Em
You keep me searchin' and I'm growin' old.
D Em
Keep me searchin' for a heart of gold,
G C Bm Am G
I've been a miner for a heart of gold.

Zager & Evans

114. In the Year 2525 (Exordium & Terminus)

Rick Evans / Zager & Evans (1968)

Em D
In the year 25-25, if a man is still alive
C B7
If woman can survive they may find
 
Em D
In the year 35-35, ain't gonna need to tell the truth tell no lies;
C B7
Everything you think, do and say is in the pill you took today.
 
In the year 45-45, ain't gonna need no teeth won't need your eyes. 
You won't find a thing to chew nobody's gonna look at you. 
 
In the year 55-55 your arms are hanging limp at your side. 
Your legs got nothing to do, some machines doin' that for you. 
 
Fm Eb
In the year 65-65 ain't gonna need no husband won't need no wife.
C# C7
You'll pick your sons pick your daughters too from the bottom of a long glass tube.
 
In the year 75-10 if god is comin' he oughta make it by then. 
Maybe he'll look around himself and say: "Now it's time for the judgement day!" 
 
In the year 85-10 god is gonna shake his mighty hand. 
He'll either say: I'm pleased where man has been! Or tear it down and start again! 
 
F#m E
In the year 95-95 I'm kind a wond'ring if man is still alive.
D C#7
He's taken everything this old earth could give and he ain't put back nothin'!
 
Now it's been ten thousand years man has cried a billion tears. 
For what he never knew now man reign is through! 
 
But through eternal night the twinklin' of starlight 
so very far away maybe it's only yesterday. 
F#m
In the year 25-25...

Oasis

115. Wonderwall

Noel Gallagher / Oasis: What's the Story Morning Glory (1995)

Capo II. (2. Bund)
Intro: repeat 3x, keep playing in verses
Em7 G D4 A7sus2
Today, is gonna be the day that they’re gonna throw it back to you. 
By now, you should have somehow realized what you gonna do. 
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now. 
B7sus
 
Backbeat, the word is on the street, that the fire in heart is out. 
I’m sure, you’ve heard it all before, but you never really had a doubt. 
I don’t believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now. 
C D Em
And all the roads we have to walk are winding.
C D Em
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding.
C D G D4/F# Em7
There are many things that I would like to say to you,
A7sus2
but I don't know how.
 
C9 Em7 G Em7
Cause maybe: You're gonna be the one that saves me.
C9 Em7 G Em7 A7sus2
And after all you're my wonderwall.
 
Today, is gonna be the day, but they’ll never throw it back to you. 
By now, you should have somehow realized what you’re not to do. 
I don’t believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now. 
And all the roads that lead you there are winding. 
And all the lights that light the way are blinding. 
There are many things that I would like to say to you, 
but I don’t know how. 
 
Cause maybe: You're gonna be the one that saves me. 
And after all - you're my wonderwall. 
 
I said maybe - You're gonna be the one that saves me. 
And after all - you're my wonderwall. 
 
I said maybe - You're gonna be the one that saves me. 
And after all - you're my wonderwall. 
 
I said maybe - You're gonna be the one that saves me. 
You're gonna be the one that saves me - You're gonna be the one that saves me. 

Tom Petty

Bsus4
Asus2

116. Free Fallin'

Tom Petty/Tom Petty: Full Moon Fever (1989)

 
Capo I
|: E Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4 :|
(Intro) / / /
 
E Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4
She's a good girl, loves her mama;
E Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4
Loves Jesus and America too.
E Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4
She's a good girl, crazy 'bout Elvis;
E Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4
Loves horses and her boy - friend too.
 
Intro 1x
E Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4
It's a long day livin' in Reseda.
E Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4
There's a freeway runnin' through the yard.
E Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4
And i'm a bad boy, cause I don't even miss her
E Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4
I'm a bad boy for breakin' her heart
Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4 E Asus2 E Bsus4
Now I'm free-e-e-e - free fall-i-i-in'!
Asus2 Asus2 E Bsus4 E Asus2 E Bsus4
Yeah I'm free-e-e-e - free fall-i-i-in'!
 
All the vampires walkin' through the valley 
Move west down Ventura Boulevard. 
All the bad boys are standing in the shadows 
And the good girls are home with broken hearts. 
Now I'm free - free fall-in'! 
Yeah I'm free - free fall-in'! 
intro
Free fallin', now I'm, free fallin'.
 
I wanna glide down over Mulholland. 
I wanna write her name in the sky. 
Gonna free fall out into nothin'. 
Gonna leave this world for a while. 
And I'm free - free fallin - now I'm, free fallin. 
Free fall-in' - free fallin - now I'm, free fallin. 
Yeah I'm free - free fallin - now I'm, free fallin. 
Free fall-in' - free fallin - now I'm, free fallin. 

Katie Melua

117. Nine Million Bicycles

Mike Batt / Katie Melua: Piece by Piece (2005)

C Dm F Dm C Dm F Dm C
(flute)
C Am Em
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
Dm F
That's a fact, It's a thing we can't deny
Dm C C
Like the fact that I will love you till I die.
 
Am Em
We are twelve billion light years from the edge,
Dm F
That's a guess, No-one can ever say it's true
Dm C C
But I know that I will always be with you.
Fm C Fm Am
I'm warmed by the fire of your love everyday
Fm Am Dm G
So don't call me a liar, Just believe everything that I say
 
Am Em
There are six billion people in the world
Dm F
More or less, and it makes me feel quite small
Dm C C Am Em Dm F Dm C F C Dm C C
But you're the one I love the most of all (flute)
Fm C Fm Am
We're high on the wire, with the world in our sight
Fm Am Dm G
And I'll never tire, Of the love that you give me every night
 
Am Em
There are nine million bicycles in Beijing
Dm F
That's a Fact, it's a thing we can't deny
Dm C F
Like the fact that I will love you till I die
Dm C F
And there are nine million bicycles in Beijing
Dm F C Dm F C
And you know that I will love you till I die!

Old Crow Medicine Show

118. Wagon Wheel

Bob Dylan, Ketcham Secor / Old Crow Medicine Show: Old Crow Medicine Show (2004)

|: G D Em C G D C :|
G D Em C
Headed down south to the land of the pines, And I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline.
G D C
Starin' up the road - And pray to God I see headlights.
G D Em C
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours, Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers,
G D C
And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh - I can see my baby tonight.
G D Em C G D C
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel; Rock me mama anyway you feel - Hey, mama rock me!
G D Em C
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain; Rock me mama like a south-bound train -
G D C G D Em C G D C
Hey, mama rock me!
 
G D Em C
Runnin' from the cold up in New England I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time stringband.
G D C
My baby plays the guitar - I pick a banjo now.
G D Em C
Oh, the North country winters keep a gettin' me now, Lost my money playin' poker so I had to up and leave.
G D C
But I ain't a turnin' back - To livin' that old life no more!
G D Em C G D C
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel; Rock me mama anyway you feel - Hey, mama rock me!
G D Em C
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain; Rock me mama like a south-bound train -
G D C |: G D Em C G D C :|
Hey, mama rock me!
 
G D Em C
Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke - I caught a trucker out of Philly. Had a nice long talk.
G D C
But he's a headed west from the Cumberland Gap - To Johnson City, Tennessee
 
G D Em C
And I gotta get a move on before the sun, I hear my baby callin' my name and I know that she's the only one.
G D C
And if I die in Raleigh - At least I will die free!
G D Em C G D C
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel; Rock me mama anyway you feel - Hey, mama rock me!
G D Em C G D C G
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain; Rock me mama like a south-bound train - Hey, mama rock me!

Folk & Blues

119. 16 Tons

Tennessee Ernie Ford

Em C7 B7
Now some people say a man is made out of mud
Em C7 B7
But a poor man's made out of muscle and blood
Em Am
Muscle and blood - skin and bones
Em C7 B7
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong.
Em C7 B7 Em C7 B7
You load sixteen tons, and what do you get - Another day older and deeper in debt
Em Am Em B7 Em
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go - I owe my soul to the company store.
 
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine 
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine 
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal 
And the straw boss hollered: "Well, a-bless my soul!" 
You load sixteen tons, what do you get - Another day older and deeper in debt 
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go - I owe my soul to the company store 
 
I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain. 
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name. 
I was raised in the bottoms by a momma hound. 
I'm mean as a dog but I'm gentle as a lamb. 
You load sixteen tons, what do you get - Another day older and deeper in debt 
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go - I owe my soul to the company store 
 
If you see me comin', better step aside 
A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died 
One fist of iron, the other of steel 
If the right one don't a-get you 
Then the left one will 
You load sixteen tons, what do you get - Another day older and deeper in debt 
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go - I owe my soul to the company store 

120. Banks of the Ohio

trad. / Joan Baez: Vol. 1

D A A7 D
I asked my love,to take a walk; Take a walk, just a little walk.
D7 G D A7 D
Down beside where the waters flow; Down by the banks of the Ohio.
D A7 D
And only say, that you'll be mine. In no others arms entwine.
D7 G D A7 D
Down beside where the waters flow, down by the banks of the Ohio.
 
D A A7 D
I held a knife against her breast, as into my arms she pressed.
D7 G D A7 D
She cried: "Oh Willie, don't murder me, I'm not prepared for eternity".
D A7 D
And only say, that you'll be mine. In no others arms entwine.
D7 G D A7 D
Down beside where the waters flow, down by the banks of the Ohio.
Solo
D A A7 D
I started home 'tween twelve and one, I cried: "My God, what have I done?
D7 G D A7 D
Killed the only woman I loved, because she would not be my bride".
D A7 D
And only say, that you'll be mine. In no others arms entwine.
D7 G D A7 D
Down beside where the waters flow, down by the banks of the Ohio.

121. Dirty Old Town

Ewan MacColl (1946) / the Dubliners; the Pogues

C F C
I met my love by the gas works wall, Dreamed a dream by the old canal,
F G C G Am
Kissed my girl by the fact'ry wall, Dirty old town, dirty old town.
 
I heard a siren from the docks, Saw a train set the noght on fire, 
Smelled the spring on the smoky wind, Dirty old town,dirty old town. 
 
Clouds are drifting across the moon, Cats are prowling on their beat 
Springs a girl from the streets at night, Diriy old town,dirty old town. 
 
I'm going to make me a good sharp axe, Shining steel,tempered in the fire, 
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree, Dirty old town,dirty old town 
 
I met my love by the gas works wall, Dreamed a dream by the old canal, 
Kissed my girl by the fact'ry wall, Dirty old town, dirty old town... 

122. Donna Donna

Aaron Zeitlin & Shalom Secunda -- english: Arthur Kevess & Teddi Schwartz

Donovan: What's Bin Did and What's Bin Hid (1965)

Am E Am E Am Dm Am E
On a wagon bound for market, There's a calf with a mournful eye.
Am E Am E Am Dm E Am
High above him there's a swallow Winging swiftly through the sky.
G Am G Am
How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might,
G Am E Am
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer's night.
E Am G Am
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do.
E Am E Am
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do.
 
"Stop complaining," said the farmer, "Who told you a calf to be, 
Why don't you have wings to fly with, Like the swallow so proud and free?" 
How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might, 
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer's night. 
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do. 
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do. 
 
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered, Never knowing the reason why, 
But whoever treasures freedom, Like the swallow has learned to fly. 
How the winds are laughing, They laugh with all their might, 
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, And half the summer's night. 
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do. 
Dona, dona, dona, donna; Dona, dona, dona, do. 

123. Midnight Special

Huddie Leadbetter

G C G
Well, you wake up in the morning Hear the ding-dong ring
D7 G G7
Go marching to the table, See the same old thing!
G C G
Well, it's on the table, Knife and fork and a pan!
D7 G G7
If you say anything a-bout it You're in trouble with the man
C G
|: Let the minight special Shine it's light on me;
D7 G G7
Let the midnight special Shine it's everloving light on me! :|
 
G C G
If you ever go to Houston, Boy you'd better walk right.
D7 G G7
You better not stagger And you better not fight.
C G
'Cause the Sheriff will arrest you And he'll carry you down;
D7 G G7
You can bet your bottom dollar: You're Sugarland bound!
Let the minight special ... 
 
G C G
Yonder came Doc' Melton, Just the day before,
C G
And he gave me a tablet, when he opend the door.
G C G
But there never was a doctor Trav'llin' over the land,
G C G
that could cure the fever of a convict man.
Let the minight special ... 
 
G C G
Yonder comes Miss Rosie, Tell me, how do you know?
D7 G
I can tell it by her apron And the dress she wore.
C G
Umbrella on her shoulder, Piece of paper in her hand.
D7 G
She's a-sayin' to the captain: "I want my lifetime man!"
Let the minight special ... 

124. 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 McKennedy, His eyes all bloodshot and red.
Em Am Em C B7 Em Am
He turned to the crowd around 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 infirmary, 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,... 

125. Worried Man Blues

trad.

G G7
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song,
C G
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song!
G G7
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song,
Am D7 D G
I'm worried now but I won't be worried long
G G7
I went across the river, and I laid down to sleep,
C G
I went across the river, and I laid down to sleep!
G G7
I went across the river, and I laid down to sleep;
Am D7 D G
When I woke up I had shackles on my feet! - It takes a worried man...
 
Twenty-nine links of chain around my leg, 
I had twenty-nine links of chain around my leg! 
Twenty-nine links of chain around my leg; 
And on each link An initial of my name! - It takes a worried man... 
 
Judge, judge, judge, What's gonna be my fine, 
I Judge, judge, judge, What's gonna be my fine; 
Judge, judge, judge, What's gonna be my fine? 
"Twenty-one years On the Rocky Mountain line". - It takes a worried man... 
 
The train pulled in, sixteen coaches long, 
The train pulled in, sixteen coaches long! 
The train pulled in, sixteen coaches long; 
The girl I love, she's on that train and gone. - It takes a worried man... 
 
I looked down that track as far as I could see, 
I looked down that track as far as I could see! 
I looked down that track as far as I could see; 
Little-bitty hand was waving back at me. - It takes a worried man... 
 
If anyone should ask you who made up this song, 
If anyone should ask you who made up this song! 
If anyone should ask you who made up this song: 
Tell him t'was I, and I sing it all day long. - It takes a worried man... 

126. Living with the Blues

Brownie McGhee / Brownie McGhee and Sonny Terry

E E7 E6 E+ E B7 E7
Rocks is my pillow; cold, cold ground my bed.
A7
Blue sky is my blanket, moonlight my spread.
E7 A7 A A/G# A/G A/F# E7 B7
I'm not ashamed, ain't that news, I've been living with the blues.
 
E7 A7
You ever been down? - You know how I feel, Feel like an engine, ain't got no driving wheel.
E7 A7 A A/G# A/G A/F# E7 B7
I'm not ashamed, ain't that news, I've been living with the blues.
A E A E
Rocks have been my pillow, cold ground has been our bed;
G#7 A7 B7
Blue skies have been our blanket, we're using moonlight for our spread! (Oh,yes)
E7 A7
You ever been down? - You know how I feel, Feel like an engine, ain't got no driving wheel.
E7 A7 A A/G# A/G A/F# E7 B7
I'm not ashamed, ain't that news, I've been living with the blues.
Harp solo
E7 E7 E7 E7 A7 A7 E7 E7 B7 A7 E7 B7
A E A E
Rocks have been my pillow, cold ground has been our bed;
G#7 A7 B7
Blue skies have been our blanket, we're using moonlight for our spread! (Oh,yes)
E7 A7
Don't believe I'm sinking, look what a hole I'm in; Don't believe I love you, look what a fool we've been!
E7 A7 A A/G# A/G A/F# E7
I'm not ashamed, ain't that news, I've been living with the blues.
G#7 A A A/G# A/G A/F# E7
I'm not ashamed, oh no, ain't that news, I've been living with the blues.
G#7 A A A/G# A/G A/F# E7 E E7 E6 E+ E B E
I'm not ashamed, oh no, ain't that news, I've been living with the blues.

127. See See Rider

traditional

E E7
See, See Rider, see what you have done, Lord, Lord, Lord!
A7 E
See, See Rider, see what you have done!
A7 E
Made me love you, now your man done come!
E7 A7 B7 E E E7 A Am E C7 B7
And it's a - hey, hey, hey, hey.
 
E E7
My home's across the water, I don't like no land at all, Lord, Lord, Lord!
A7 E
My home's across the water, I don't like no land at all!
A7 E
I'd rather be dead than to stay here and be your dog!
E7 A7 B7 E E E7 A Am E C7 B7
And it's a - hey, hey, hey, hey.
 
E E7
Wish I as a catfish, swimmin' in the deep blue sea, Lord, Lord, Lord!
A7 E
Wish I as a catfish, swimmin' in the deep blue sea.
A7 E
I would swim 'cross the water, bring my baby back to me.
E7 A7 B7 E E E7 A Am E C7 B7
And it's a - hey, hey, hey, hey.
 
E E7
I'm goin' away baby, I won't be back 'til four, Lord, Lord, Lord!
A7 E
I'm goin' away baby, I won't be back 'til four.
A7 E
If I find me a new gal, I won't be back at all!
E7 A7 B7 E E E7 A Am E C7 B7
And it's a - hey, hey, hey, hey.

128. The Wild Rover

trad.

G C
I've been a wild rover for many a year
G D7 D G
And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer,
G C
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
G D7 D G
And I never will play the wild rover no more.
D7 D G C
And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more,
G D7 D G
Will I play the wild rover No never no more.
 
I went to an ale-house I used to frequent 
And I told the landlady my money was spent. 
I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay 
Such a custom as yours I could have any day." 
And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more, 
Will I play the wild rover No never no more. 
 
I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright 
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight. 
She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best 
And the words that I spoke sure were only in jest." 
And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more, 
Will I play the wild rover No never no more. 
 
I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done 
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. 
And if they caress (forgive) me as ofttimes before 
Sure I never will play the wild rover no more. 
And it's no, nay, never, No nay never no more, 
Will I play the wild rover No never no more. 

129. Seven Drunken Nights

Jim McLean / the Dubliners

A
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be,
D
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be.
A D
Well I called me wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me:
A E A
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?
A
Ha! you're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, still you cannot see,
E
That's a lovey sow that me mother sent to me!
A
Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more,
E A
But a saddle on a sow I never saw before.
 
And as I went home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be, 
I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be. 
Well I called me wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me: 
Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be? 
Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, and still you cannot see, 
That's the wollen blanket that me mother sent to me! 
Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more, 
But buttons on a blanket sure I never saw before. 
 
And as I came home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be, 
I saw a pipe upon the chair, where my own pipe should be. 
Well I called me wife and said to her: Would you kindly tell to me: 
Who owns that pipe upon the chair where my own pipe should be? 
Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool, and still you cannot see, 
That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me. 
'Well it's many a day I travelled,a hundred miles or more, 
But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never saw before. 
 
And as I went home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be, 
I saw two boots beneath the bed where my own boots should be. 
Well I called me wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me: 
Who owns them boots beneath the bed where my own boots should be? 
Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool still you cannot see, 
Thats two lovely geranium pots me mother gave to me, 
'Well its many a day I travelled,a hundred miles or more, 
But laces on a geranium pot sure I never saw before, 
 
And as I went home on a Friday night as drunk as drunk could be, 
I saw a head upon the bed where my own head should be, 
Well I called me wife and said to her will you kindly tell to me, 
Who owns that head upon the bed where my own head should be, 
Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool and still you cannot see, 
That's a baby boy that me mother sent to me. 
Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more, 
But a baby boy with whiskers sure I never saw before. 
 
As I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be, 
I saw two hands upon her breasts where my own hands should be. 
Well I called me wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me: 
Who owns them hands upon your breasts where my own hands should be? 
Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool and still you cannot see, 
That's a lovely night gown me mother sent to me. 
Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more, 
But fingers on a night gown I never saw before. 
 
As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be, 
I saw a thing inside her thing where my own thing should be, 
Well I called me wife and said to her: Will you kindly tell to me: 
Who owns that thing in your thing where my own thing should be? 
Ha! You're drunk, you're drunk, you silly old fool and still you cannot see, 
That's a lovely tin whistle me mother sent to me. 
Well it's many a day I travelled, a hundred miles or more, 
But hair on a tin whistle sure I never saw before. 

Hans Albers

130. Auf der Reeperbahn nachts um halb eins

Franz Joseph Breuer & Ralph Arthur Roberts / Hans Albers (1952)

D A7 D
Silbern klingt und springt die Heuer, Heut speel ick dat feine Oos.
D A7 D
Heute ist mir nichts zu teuer, Morgen geht die Reise los.
E7 A E7 A
Langsam bummel ich ganz alleine Die Reeperbahn nach der Freiheit rauf.
E7 F#m D A E7 A
Treff ich eine recht blonde, recht feine, Die gabel ich mir auf.
D A7 D G D A7 D
Komm doch, liebe Kleine, sei die meine, sag nicht nein!
D G D G D E7 A
Du sollst bis morgen früh um Neune meine kleine Liebste sein.
A7 D G D
Ist dir's recht, na dann bleib ich dir treu sogar bis um zehn.
G D Bm A7 D
Hak' mich unter, wir woll'n jetzt zusammen mal bummeln gehn.
A D A A7 D G D
Auf der - Reeperbahn nachts um halb eins - ob du'n Mädel hast oder hast keins,
A D E7 A
amüsierst du dich, denn das findet sich - auf der Reeperbahn nachts um halb eins.
D A D A7 D G D
Wer noch niemals in lustiger Nacht solchen Reeperbahnbummel gemacht,
A7 D Gm D A7 D
ist ein armer Wicht, denn er kennt dich nicht, mein Sankt Pauli, Sankt Pauli bei Nacht.
 
Kehr ich heim im nächsten Jahre, Braun gebrannt wie'n Hottentott, 
hast du deine blonden Haare Schwarz gefärbt, vielleicht auch rot. 
Grüßt dich dann mal ein fremder Jung', Und du gehst vorüber und kennst ihn nicht, 
kommt dir vielleicht die Erinnerung wieder, Wenn leis' er zu dir spricht: 
Komm doch, liebe Kleine, sei die meine, sag nicht nein! 
Du sollst bis morgen früh um Neune meine kleine Liebste sein. 
Ist dir's recht, na dann bleib ich dir treu sogar bis um zehn. 
Hak' mich unter, wir woll'n jetzt zusammen mal bummeln gehn. 
 
Auf der - Reeperbahn nachts um halb eins - ob du'n Mädel hast oder hast keins, 
amüsierst du dich, denn das findet sich - auf der Reeperbahn nachts um halb eins. 
Wer noch niemals in lustiger Nacht solchen Reeperbahnbummel gemacht, 
ist ein armer Wicht, denn er kennt dich nicht, mein Sankt Pauli, Sankt Pauli bei Nacht. 

Ralf Bendix

131. Kriminaltango

Hazy Osterwald

Am Dm Am Dm E7 A
Kriminaltango in der Taverne. Dunkle Gestalten - und rotes Licht.
A E7
Und sie tanzen einen Tango Jacky Brown und Baby Miller.
E7 A
Und er sagt ihr leise: "Baby, wenn ich austrink machst du dicht."
A D
Dann bestellt er zwei Manhattan und dann kommt ein Herr mit Kneifer.
A E7 Am
Jack trinkt aus und Baby zittert - doch dann löscht sie schnell das Licht.
Am Dm Am Dm Am
Kriminaltango in der Taverne. Dunkle Gestalten rote Laterne.
A7 Dm B7 E
Abend für Abend lodert die Lunte. Sprühende Spannung liegt in der Luft.
 
A E7
Und sie tanzen einen Tango Alle die davon nichts ahnen.
E7 A
Und sie fragen die Kapelle: Hab'n Sie nicht was Heisses da?
A D
Denn sie können ja nicht wissen was da zwischen Tag und Morgen
A E7 Am
in der nächtlichen Taverne - bei dem Tango schon geschah.
Am Dm Am Dm Am
Kriminaltango in der Taverne. Dunkle Gestalten rote Laterne.
A7 Dm B7 E
Glühende Blicke, steigende Spannung. Und in die Spannung, da fällt ein Schuss - Aaah!
 
A E7
Und sie tanzen einen Tango Jacky Brown und Baby Miller.
E7 A
Und die Kripo kann nichts finden was daran verdächtig wär'.
A D
Nur der Herr da mit dem Kneifer dem der Schuß im Dunkel galt
A E7 Am
könnt' vielleicht noch etwas sagen - doch der Herr der sagt nichts mehr.
Am Dm Am Dm Am
Kriminaltango in der Taverne. Dunkle Gestalten rote Laterne
A7 Dm B7 E7 A
Abend für Abend, immer das Gleiche Denn dieser Tango - geht nie vorbei.
E7 A E7 A
Geht nie vorbei. Geht nie vorbei...

Geier Sturzflug

132. Bruttosozialprodukt

Friedel & Reinhard / Geier Sturzflug (1980)

A E
Wenn früh am Morgen die Werkssirene dröhnt
A
Und die Stechuhr beim Stechen lustvoll stöhnt;
E
In der Montagehalle die Neonsonne strahlt
A
Und der Gabelstaplerführer mit der Stapelgabel prahlt:
E
Ja dann wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt,
A
Wir steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt;
E A E A
Ja, ja, jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt!
 
A E
Die Krankenschwester kriegt 'nen Riesenschreck:
A
Schon wieder ist ein Kranker weg!
E
Sie amputierten ihm sein letztes Bein
A
Und jetzt kniet er sich wieder mächtig rein!
Ja jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt, 
Wir steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt; 
Ja, ja, jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt! 
 
Wenn sich Opa am Sonntag auf sein Fahrrad schwingt 
Und heimlich in die Fabrik eindringt, 
Dann hat Oma Angst, daß er zusammenbricht, 
Denn Opa macht heute wieder Sonderschicht: 
Ja jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt, 
Wir steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt; 
Ja, ja, jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt! 
 
An Weihnachten liegen alle rum und sagen: Puuh! 
Der Abfalleimer geht schon nicht mehr zu, 
Die Gabentische werden immer bunter, 
Und am Mittwoch kommt die Müllabfuhr 
Und holt den ganzen Plunder - und sagt: 
Ja jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt, 
Wir steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt; 
Ja, ja, jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt! 
 
Wenn früh am Morgen die Werkssirene dröhnt 
Und die Stechuhr beim Stechen lustvoll stöhnt: 
Dann hat einen nach dem andern die Arbeitswut gepackt 
Und jetzt singen sie zusammen im Arbeitstakt, Takt, Takt: 
Ja jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt, 
Wir steigern das Bruttosozialprodukt; 
Ja, ja, jetzt wird wieder in die Hände gespuckt! 

High Life Skiffel Group

133. Ich fahr mit der Lambretta

G C
Morgens früh um viere - da klopft es an der Türe
G D7
und Erna sagt mit wichtigem Gesicht:
G C
"Du kommst jetzt aus dem warmen Bett!" - Doch ich ich find das gar nicht nett,
G D7 G
denn Arbeit, die liegt mir nicht.
G C G D7
Ich fahr mit der Lambretta raus zu meinem Vetter - wo die blauen Kornblumen blühn.
G C G D7 G
Ich leg mich in die Sonne und strecke mich vor Wonne - und laß den Tag an mir vorüber ziehn.
 
Ich denk an die Kollegen, die müssen sich bewegen. 
Von fünfe bis um zweie auf der Schicht. 
Ich aber muß mich schonen, das muß ich hier betonen, 
denn Arbeit, die liegt mir nicht. 
Bridge
C G
Die Badehose eingepackt die Sonnencreme auch,
C D7
die schmier ich mir nachher bei Heinz mitten auf den Bauch.
Ja ich fahr mit der Lambretta raus zu meinem Vetter - wo die blauen Kornblumen blühn. 
Ich leg mich in die Sonne und strecke mich vor Wonne - und lass den Tag an mir vorüber ziehn. 
 
Ich springe aus der Feder wie Bierhoff an das Leder 
und ziehe mich in Windeseile an. 
Erna ruft noch mach kein Scheiß, vor Zorn ist ihr Gesicht ganz weiß, 
denn Arbeit, die liegt mir nicht. 
Ja ich fahr mit der Lambretta raus zu meinem Vetter - wo die blauen Kornblumen blühn. 
Ich leg mich in die Sonne und strecke mich vor Wonne - und lass den Tag an mir vorüber ziehn. 
 
Mit 26 Sachen heize ich den Karren, kühler Fahrtwind peitscht mir ins Gesicht. 
Gleich liege ich im Liegestuhl, wie Apathisch und ganz cool, 
denn Arbeit, die liegt mir nicht. 
Ja ich fahr mit der Lambretta raus zu meinem Vetter - wo die blauen Kornblumen blühn. 
Ich leg mich in die Sonne und strecke mich vor Wonne - und lass den Tag an mir vorüber ziehn. 
Bridge
Die Badehose eingepackt die Sonnencreme auch 
die schmier ich mir nachher bei Heinz mitten auf den Bauch. 
Ja ich fahr mit der Lambretta raus zu meinem Vetter - wo die blauen Kornblumen blühn. 
Ich leg mich in die Sonne und strecke mich vor Wonne - und lass den Tag an mir vorüber ziehn. 

Udo Jürgens

134. Ich war noch niemals in New York

Udo Jürgens, Michael Kunze / Udo Jürgens (2000)

|: G - Bb - C - D :|
G Bb C D
Und nach dem Abendessen sagte er: Lass mich noch eben Zigaretten holen gehn.
G Bb C D
Sie rief ihm nach: Nimm Dir die Schlüssel mit! Ich werd inzwischen nach der Kleinen sehn.
Em Bm Em Bm
Er zog die Tür zu, ging stumm hinaus, ins neonhelle Treppenhaus.
C D G D# Bb
Es roch nach Bohnerwachs und Spießigkeit, Und auf der Treppe dachte er:
D# Bb D# F D G
Wie wenn das jetzt ein Aufbruch wär. Ich müsste einfach gehn: Für alle Zeit, für alle Zeit!
C D Bm Em
Ich war noch niemals in New York. ich war noch niemals auf Hawaii.
Am D G
Ging nie durch San Franzisko in zerrissnen Jeans.
C D Bm Em
Ich war noch niemals in New York. Ich war noch niemals richtig frei.
Am D G Bb - C - D
Einmal verrückt sein und aus allen Zwängen fliehn.
 
G Bb C D
Und als er draußen auf der Straße stand, fiel ihm ein, dass er fast alles bei sich trug.
G Bb C D
Den Pass, die Eurochecks und etwas Geld, vielleicht ging heute abend noch ein Flug.
Em Bm Em Bm
Er könnt' ein Taxi nehmen dort am Eck, oder Autostop und einfach weg.
C D G D# Bb
Die Sehnsucht in ihm wurde wieder wach. Noch einmal voll von Träumen sein,
D# Bb D# F D G
sich aus der Enge hier befrein. Er dachte über seinen Aufbruch nach, seinen Aufbruch nach!
Ich war noch niemals in New York. Ich war noch niemals auf Hawaii. 
Ging nie durch San Franzisko in zerrissnen Jeans. 
Ich war noch niemals in New York. Ich war noch niemals richtig frei. 
Einmal verrückt sein und aus allen Zwängen fliehn. 
 
Em Bm Em Bm
Dann steckte er die Zigaretten ein, und ging wie selbstverständlich heim.
C D G
Durchs Treppenhaus mit Bohnerwachs und Spießigkeit.
D# Bb D# Bb
Die Frau rief: "Mann, wo bleibst Du bloß ? Wetten-dass mit Gottschalk geht gleich los!"
D# F G C D Bm Em Am D G
Sie fragte: "War was?" - "Nein, was soll schon sein."
Da-da-da.... 
 
Ich war noch niemals in New York... 

Udo Lindenberg

135. Der Malocher

Udo Lindenberg / Udo Lindenberg: Votan Wahnwitz (1975)

Am Dm Am
Die Alte zuhaus war auch nicht mehr das, was sie früher einmal war.
Dm Am E7 Am
Schon morgens saß sie vor der Glotze, mit Lockenwicklern im Haar.
Dm Am
Wenn er schlapp von der Maloche nach hause kam, saß sie immer noch da
Dm Am
und sagte: "Hier hast'n Korn, der bringt dich wieder nach vorn."
E7 Am
Und im Fernsehn läuft der Kommissar.
 
Am Dm Am
Er hatte die Schnauze von diesem Leben voll, er wär so gern ausgeflippt.
Dm Am E7 Am
Und mit solchen Gedanken hat er dann nochmal an seinem Glas genippt.
Und dann schmiss er's mit Karacho voll ins TV, 
Dm Am
und schrie: "Ihr glaubt wohl ich bin nicht ganz dicht!
Dm Am
Jeden Abend Fusel schlucken und dann in die Röhre kucken
E7 Am
und dann pennen und dann wieder zur Schicht." (Chachacha...Huh...)
Am Dm
Der Malocher aus 'm Ruhrgebiet, tat nun etwas, was sonst nur selten geschieht
E7 Am Dm E7
schmiss seiner Frau das Mobiliar vor die Füße und sagte: "Eh jetzt ist aber Schluß meine Süße.
 
Am Dm
Und mit dem Lottogewinn, das haut ja doch nicht mehr hin. Komm Weib mach meinen Koffer klar!
Am
Ich hau jetzt ab nach Paris, da ist das Leben so süß.
E7 Am E7
Da trink ich Sekt im Alkazar und tanze Chachacha!"
 
Er fuhr mit der Bahn, erster Klasse, nach Paris "Gare du Nord". 
Er bestellte sich Champagner, den trank er aus der Flasche und kam sich ganz schön super vor. 
 
Und als er dann da war und schon nicht mehr ganz klar war, da traf er ein charmantes Mädel. 
Und am nächsten Morgen war er allein im Hotel, ohne Kies und mit 'nem schweren Schädel. 
(Chachacha...Huh...) 
Der Malocher aus 'm Ruhrgebiet, tat nun etwas, was sonst nur selten geschieht 
schmiss seiner Frau das Mobiliar vor die Füße und sagt: "Eh jetzt ist aber Schluß meine Süße. 
 
Und mit dem Lottogewinn, das haut ja doch nicht mehr hin. Komm Weib mach meinen Koffer klar. 
Ich hau jetzt ab nach Paris, da ist das Leben so süß. 
Da trink ich Sekt im Alkazar und tanze Chachacha!" (Huh.) 

Lolita

136. Seemann (deine Heimat ist das Meer)

Werner Scharfenberger, Fini Busch / Lolita (1960)

G C G D D7
Seemann, lass das Träumen, Denk nicht an zu Haus.
G C G D G G7
Seemann, Wind und Wellen, Rufen Dich hinaus.
G7 C G
Deine Heimat ist das Meer - Deine Freunde sind die Sterne.
D D7 G G7
Über Rio und Schanghai, Über Bali und Hawaii.
C G G7
Deine Liebe ist dein Schiff - Deine Sehnsucht ist die Ferne.
D D7 G
Und nur ihnen bist du treu - ein Leben lang.
 
G C G D D7
Seemann, lass das Träumen, Denke nicht an mich.
G C G D G G7
Seemann, denn die Fremde - Wartet schon auf dich.
G7 C G
Deine Heimat ist das Meer - Deine Freunde sind die Sterne.
D D7 G G7
Über Rio und Schanghai, Über Bali und Hawaii.
C G G7
Deine Liebe ist dein Schiff - Deine Sehnsucht ist die Ferne.
D D7 G
Und nur ihnen bist du treu - ein Leben lang.

Manuela

137. Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova

Barry Mann, Cynthia Weil, Georg Buschor / Manuela (1963)

C G
Als die kleine Jane gerade achtzehn war,
G7 C
Führte sie der Jim in die Dancing Bar.
C7 F
Doch am nächsten Tag fragte die Mama:
C G G7 C
"Kind warum warst du erst heut' morgen da?"
C G C
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova, was kann ich dafür.
G C
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova, bitte glaube mir.
F
Denn wenn einer Bossa Nova tanzen kann,
C
Fängt für mich die große Liebe an.
G C
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova, der war Schuld daran.
 
C G
War's der Mondenschein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova,
C
Oder war's der Wein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova,
G
Kann das möglich sein? - Yeah, yeah, der Bossa Nova,
C F C
Der war Schuld daran.
 
C G C
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova, was kann ich dafür.
G C
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova, bitte glaube mir.
F
Denn wenn einer Bossa Nova tanzen kann,
C
Fängt für mich die große Liebe an.
G C
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova, der war Schuld daran.
C G
Doch die kleine Jane blieb nicht immer klein,
G7 C
Erst bekam sie Jim, dann ein Töchterlein.
C7 F
Und die Tochter fragt heute die Mama:
C G G7 C
"Seit wann habt ihr euch gern, du und Papa?"
C G C
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova, was kann ich dafür.
G C
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova, bitte glaube mir.
F
Denn wenn einer Bossa Nova tanzen kann,
C
Fängt für mich die große Liebe an.
G C
Schuld war nur der Bossa Nova, der war Schuld daran.
C G
War's der Mondenschein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova,
C
Oder war's der Wein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova,
G
Kann das möglich sein? - Yeah, yeah, der Bossa Nova,
C F C
Der war Schuld daran.
C G
War's der Mondenschein? - No, no, der Bossa Nova...

Reinhard Mey

138. Über den Wolken

Reinhard Mey

G Am D G
Wind Nord Ost Startbahn null-drei, bis hier hör' ich die Motoren.
G Am D G
Wie ein Pfeil zieht sie vorbei, und es dröhnt in meinen Ohren.
G Am D G
Und der nasse Asphalt bebt, wie ein Schleier staubt der Regen,
G Am D G
Bis sei abhebt und sei schwebt - der Sonne entgegen.
G C D G
Über den Wolken muß die Freiheit wohl grenzenlos sein.
Em Am D G
Alle Ängste, alle Sorgen, sagt man, blieben darunter verborgen, und dann
C G D G
würde, was uns groß und wichtig erscheint, plötzlich nichtig und klein.
 
G Am D G
Ich seh ihr noch lange nach, seh' sie die Wolken erklimmen,
Am D G
Bis die Lichter nach und nach ganz im Regengrau verschwimmen.
Am D G
Meine Augen haben schon jenen winz'gen Punkt verloren.
Am D G
Nur von fern klingt monoton das Summen der Motoren.
Über den Wolken muß die Freiheit wohl grenzenlos sein. 
Alle Ängste, alle Sorgen, sagt man, blieben darunter verborgen, und dann 
würde, was uns groß und wichtig erscheint, plötzlich nichtig und klein. 
 
G Am D G
Dann ist alles still, ich geh', Regen durchdringt meine Jacke.
Am D G
Irgendjemand kocht Kaffee in der Luftaufsichtsbaracke.
Am D G
In den Pfützen schwimmt Benzin schillernd wie ein Regenbogen.
Am D G
Wolken spiegeln sich darin, ich wär' gerne mitgeflogen.
Über den Wolken muß die Freiheit wohl grenzenlos sein. 
Alle Ängste, alle Sorgen, sagt man, blieben darunter verborgen, und dann 
würde, was uns groß und wichtig erscheint, plötzlich nichtig und klein. 

139. Die Diplomatenjagd

Reinhard Mey

C G C Am C G
Auf Schloß Hohenhecke zu Niederlahr -- Es hat soeben getagt --
C G C Am C G
Lädt Freiherr Bodo, wie jedes Jahr, zur Diplomatenjagd.
C F C
Durch Felder und Auen auf haarige Sauen,
F C
In Wiesen und Büschen den Hirsch zu erwischen,
F C
Den hat Freiherr Bodo für teures Geld
Am C G C
Am Vorabend selber hier aufgestellt.
 
Schon bricht es herein in Wald und Flur, das diplomatische Corps, 
Die Ritter vom Orden der Konjunktur, zwei Generäle zuvor. 
Bei Hörnerquinten, mit Prügeln und Flinten. Es folgt mit Furore ein Monsignore. 
Selbst den klapprigen Ahnherrn von Kieselknirsch 
- Trägt man auf der Bahre mit auf die Pirsch! 
 
Es knallen die Büchsen, ein Pulverblitz, es wird soeben gesagt, 
Daß Generalleutnant von Zitzewitz den Verlust seines Dackels beklagt. 
Der Attaché Mehring erlegt einen Hering - Den tiefgefroren, die Kugeln durchbohren, 
Noch in Frischhaltepackung, das ist unerhört! 
Ein Keiler ergibt sich, vom Lärm ganz verstört. 
 
Bewegt sich dort etwas am Waldesrand? Der Ahnherr sieht nicht mehr recht. 
Das kriegt kurzerhand eins übergebrannt! Denn schießen kann er nicht schlecht, 
Ja, ganz ohne Zweifel: Er schießt wie der Teufel! 
- Man trägt ihn ganz leise bis dicht an die Schneise. 
Man reicht ihm die Büchse, es prasselt das Schrot: 
So findet der Außenminister den Tod. 
 
Daß der Ahnherr daraufhin noch "Waidmannsheil" schreit, hat alle peinlichst berührt. 
Ihm wird ein Protestschreiben überreicht, besonders scharf formuliert! 
Doch muß man dem Alten zugute halten: Das war, bei Hubertus, ein prächtiger Blattschuß, 
Und daß er das Wort Diplomatenjagd, 
Nur etwas zu wörtlich genommen hat! 
 
Die Nacht bricht herein, und Schloß Hohenhecke bietet ein friedliches Bild. 
Der Monsignore segnet die Strecke von leblosem, greisem Wild. 
Schon fast vergessen, will doch keiner essen: 
Die Veteranen, die zähen Fasanen, Die Ente mit Rheuma, den Keiler mit Asthma. 
Die Jagd wird begossen, und dann wird beschlossen: 
Der Krempel wird, weil man hier großzügig denkt, Dem nächsten Armenhaus geschenkt! 
 
So wird auch den Ärmsten der Segen zuteil: Es lebe das Weidwerk, dreimal Waidmannsheil! 

Nena

140. 99 Luftballons

Nena

F Gm Bb C
Hast du etwas Zeit für mich, dann singe ich ein Lied für dich,
F Gm Bb C
von neunundneunzig Luftballons auf ihrem weg zum Horizont.
F Gm Bb C
Denkst du vielleicht grad an mich, dann singe ich ein Lied für dich,
F Gm Bb C
von neunundneunzig Luftballons und dass so was von so was kommt.
 
Neunundneunzig Luftballons auf ihrem weg zum Horizont. 
Hielt man für UFOs aus dem All, darum schickte ein General 
'ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher, Alarm zu geben wenn's so wär. 
Dabei war'n dort am Horizont nur neunundneunzig Luftballons. 
 
Neunundneunzig Düsenflieger, Jeder war ein großer Krieger, 
hielten sich für Capain Kirk, das gab ein großes Feuerwerk. 
Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft und fühlten sich gleich angemacht, 
Dabei schoß man am Horizont auf neunundneunzig Luftballons. 
 
Neunundneunzig Kriegsminister Streichholz und Benzinkanister, 
hielten sich für schlaue Leute, witterten schon fette Beute, 
riefen Krieg und wollten Macht, man wer hätte das gedacht, 
dass es einmal so weit kommt, wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons. 
 
Neunundneunzig Jahre Krieg, ließen keinen Platz für Sieger. 
Kriegsminister gibt‘s nicht mehr und auch keine Düsenflieger. 
Heute zieh ich meine Runde, seh die Welt in Trümmern liegen, 
hab 'nen Luftballon gefunden; denk an dich und lass ihn fliegen. 

Jean Potier

141. Lied der Zigeuner (Ich kennne Europas Zonen)

Jean Potier, Dietmar Janz

Em
Ich kenne Europas Zonen, Vom Ural bis westlich Paris.
B7 Em B7 Em
Die Händel der grossen Nationen, Der Klassen und Konfessionen
B7 Em
sind für mich nur ein fauler Beschiss.
G C G
Ich bin ein gemeiner, zerlumpter Zigeuner,
Em D C D7 G
Ich hab' keine Heimat kein Geld - Nur mein Pferd und die sonnige Welt!
 
Em
Ich streifte von Hollands Grachten, Bis weit in das russische Reich.
B7 Em B7 Em
Ich konnte die Menschen betrachten Und lernte sie gründlich verachten.
B7 Em
Denn im Grunde sind alle sie gleich.
G C G
Sie schreien: "gemeiner zerlumpter Zigeuner",
Em D C D7 G
Sie schätzen unser'n Wert nur nach Geld - Mich, mein Pferd und die sonnige Welt!
 
Em
Sie fragten nach meinen Papieren, Ich streckte die Zunge heraus.
B7 Em B7 Em
Sie wollten mich nummerieren, In Büchern und Listen führen,
B7 Em
Ich lachte sie einfach nur aus.
G C G
Ich bin ein gemeiner, zerlumpter Zigeuner,
Em D C D7 G
Doch Freiheit ist besser als Geld - Für mich, für mein Pferd und die Welt.

Achim Reichel

142. Aloha Heja He

Achim Reichel

Am C G Am
Ich hab die ganze Welt gesehn von Singapur bis Abadin
Am C G Am
Wenn du mich fragst wo es am schönsten war, dann sag ich Sansibar.
Am C G Am
War 'ne harte Überfahrt, zehn Wochen nur das Deck geschrubbt.
Am C G Am Am C G Am
Hab die Welt verflucht, in den Wind gespuckt und salziges Wasser geschluckt.
 
Am C
Als wir den Anker warfen war es himmlische Ruh'
G Am
und die Sonne stand senkrecht am Himmel.
Am C
Als ich über die Reling sah glaubte ich zu träumen,
G Am
da waren tausend Boote und die hielten auf uns zu.
Am C G Am
In den Booten saßen Männer und Frau'n ihre Leiber glänzten in der Sonne.
Am C G Am
Und sie sangen ein Lied, daß kam mir seltsam bekannt vor aber so hab ich's noch nie gehört
Am C G Am
Uh so hab ich's noch nie gehört.
Am C G Am
Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He
Am C G Am
Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He
 
Sie machten ihre Boote längsseits fest 
und mit den Wind wehte Gelächter herüber 
Sie nahmen ihre Blumenkränze ab und warfen sie uns herüber. 
Hej und schon war die Party im Gange. 
Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He 
Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He 
 
Ich hab das Paradies gesehn es war um 1910. 
Der Steuermann hatte Matrosen am Mast 
und den Zahlmeister ham die Gonokoken vernascht. 
Aber sonst war'n wir bei bester Gesundheit 
Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He 
Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He 
Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He 
Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He Aloha Heja He... 

Karl Valentin

143. Die alten Rittersleut'

Karl Valentin

D Bm
Zu Grünwald, im Isartal; glaubt's mir, Leut', da warn amol,
Em A D
Da ham edle Ritter g'haust, dene hats vor gar nix graust.
D G D
Ja, so warn's, ja so warn's, ja so warn's, die oidn Rittersleut,
A D
ja so warn's, ja so warn's, die oidn Rittersleut.
 
Ja, und so ein Rittersmann hatte sehr viel Eisen an, 
die meisten Ritter, kann man sog'n, hat deshalb der Blitz derschlog'n. 
Ja, so warn's... 
 
Ein Ritter wollt' auf's Häusl geh'n, die Türe war verschlossen, 
da sah er eine Leiter steh'n, da schaut er durch die Sprossen. 
Ja, so warn's... 
 
Einst wollt' ein Ritter einen Affen, fing stattdessen einen Pfaffen, 
und sperrt' ihn in das Turmverlies, worauf er kräftig hiunterschaut. 
Ja, so warn's... 
 
Und der Ritter Dariwud'l hatte ganz a lange-s Schwert, 
wenn ihn das beim Reiten stört, setzt er sich verkehrt auf's Pferd. 
Ja, so warn's... 
 
Mußt' ein Ritter 'mal verreisen, legt er seine Frau in Eisen, 
doch der Knappe Friederich, der hatte stets 'nen Dieterich. 
Ja, so warn's... 
 
Die Frauen in den Kemenaten auf die Ritter warten taten. 
Sie taten es bei Kerzenlicht, denn Glühbirnen, die gab's noch nicht. 
Ja, so warn's... 

Hannes Wader

144. Kokain

Hannes Wader: 7 Lieder (1972)

C C7 F
Ich kam von Frankfurt nach Berlin, drei Koffer voll
D7 C G C
mit Kokain. Cocaine, all around my brain.
C C7
Hallo Taxi, schnell zum Kuhdamm/Ecke Tauentzien
F D7
meine Frau und meine Kinder warten schon auf Kokain.
C G C
Cocaine, all around my brain.
E7
Oh-oh-oh Oh, Mama komm schnell her,
F D7
halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr!
C G C
Cocaine, all around my brain.
 
Meine Frau heißt Evelyn, ich weiß nicht, liebt sie mich, 
oder mehr mein Kokain? Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Liebster, sagt sie, Rate mal: Was kitzelt so schön 
in der Nase, schmeckt nach Scheiße und wirkt wie Arsen? 
Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr! 
Cocaine, all around my brain. 
 
Mein Sohn ist zwölf und ewig angetörnt, ich verbiet' es ihm, 
damit er endlich laufen lernt! Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Seit gestern weiß er endlich, wer ich bin! 
Wenn er mich sieht, dann ruft er: Pappa, hattu Kokain? 
Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr! 
Cocaine, all around my brain. 
 
Meine kleine Tochter ist jetzt grad' auf 'nem Trip, 
den sie letztes Jahr eingepfiffen hat. Cocaine, all around my brain. 
sie sieht aus, als wär sie dreißig und sie macht 
auf zwanzig, dabei ist sie acht. Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr! 
Cocaine, all around my brain. 
 
Meine Tante dealt seit einem Jahr, seitdem geht sie über Leichen, 
fährt 'nen Jaguar. Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Immer wenn sie kommt, bringt sie ein Stückchen Shit 
in der Radkappe für die Kinder mit. Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr! 
Cocaine, all around my brain. 
 
Mein Onkel kam vom Alkohol zum Kokain, jetzt will er sich das Kokain 
mit Schnaps entzieh'n. Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Seit gestern liegt er im Delirium, 
ab morgen steigt er wieder auf die Droge um. Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr! 
Cocaine, all around my brain. 
 
Opa hat den Gilb, wartet auf den Tod. Freut sich auf Jimi Hendrix 
und den lieben Gott. Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Oma geht es augenblicklich auch nicht gut, 
seit ihrem letzten Flash spuckt sie nur noch Blut. 
Cocaine, all around my brain. 
Oh-oh-oh Mama, Mama komm schnell her, halt mich fest, ich kann nicht mehr! 
Cocaine, all around my brain. 
 
C C7
Ich merke schon, daß ich jetzt aufhör'n muß.
F D7
Oh, Mama, Mama, Mama komm', mach mir 'nen Schuß
C G C G
mit Morphium und Heroin, Opium und Rosamin oder
C G C G C G C G
gib mir Lysergsäurediäthylamid, Mescalin und Nepalshit, la la lala la..

145. Heute hier, morgen dort

Hannes Wader: 7 Lieder (1972)

G C G
Heute hier, morgen dort, bin kaum da, muß ich fort
Em G D
hab mich niemals deswegen beklagt,
G C G
hab' es selbst so gewählt, nie die Jahre gezählt,
Em D G
nie nach gestern und morgen gefragt.
D C G
Manchmal träume ich schwer, und dann denk' ich, es wär'
D C G
Zeit zu bleiben und nun was ganz and'res zu tun.
C G
So vergeht Jahr um Jahr und es ist mir längst klar,
Em D G
dass nichts bleibt, dass nichts bleibt, wie es war.
 
Das man mich kaum vermißt, schon nach Tagen vergißt, 
wenn ich längst wieder anderswo bin, 
stört und kümmert mich nicht, vielleicht bleibt mein Gesicht 
doch dem ein' oder anderen im Sinn. 
Manchmal träume ich schwer, und dann denk' ich, es wär' 
Zeit zu bleiben und nun was ganz and'res zu tun. 
So vergeht Jahr um Jahr und es ist mir längst klar, 
daß nichts bleibt, dass nichts bleibt, wie es war. 
 
Fragt mich einer, warum ich so bin, bleib ich stumm, 
denn die Antwort darauf fällt mir schwer, 
denn was neu ist, wird alt, und was gestern noch galt, 
stimmt schon heut oder morgen nicht mehr. 
Manchmal träume ich schwer, und dann denk' ich, es wär' 
Zeit zu bleiben und nun was ganz and'res zu tun. 
So vergeht Jahr um Jahr und es ist mir längst klar, 
daß nichts bleibt, dass nichts bleibt, wie es war. 

Kurt Weill

146. Die Moritat von Mackie Messer

B.Brecht / K. Weill (1920)

C6 Dm G7 C6
Und der Haifisch der hat Zähne, und die trägt er im Gesicht,
Am Dm G7 C6
Und Macheath der hat ein Messer, doch das Messer sieht man nicht.
 
Ach, es sind des Haifischs Flossen Rot, wenn dieser Blut vergießt! 
Mackie Messer trägt 'nen Handschuh D'rauf man keine Untat liest. 
 
An 'nem schönen blauen Sontag Liegt ein toter Mann am Strand. 
Und ein Mensch geht um die Ecke Den man Mackie Messer nennt. 
 
Und schmul Meier bleibt verschwunden Und so mancher reiche Mann. 
Und sein Geld hat Mackie Messer Dem man nichts beweisen kann. 
 
Jenny Towler ward gefunden mit 'nem Messer in der Brust. 
Und am Kai geht Mackie Messer Der von allem nichts gewußt! 
 
Und das große Feuer in Soho Sieben Kinder und ein Greis; 
In der Menge Mackie Messer, den Man nichts fragt und der nichts weiß. 
 
Und die minderjährige Witwe Deren Namen jeder weiß. 
Wachte auf und war geschändet Mackie, welches war dein Preis? 
 
Und die Fische, sie verschwinden Doch zum Kummer des Gerichts. 
Man zitiert am End den Haifisch Doch der Haifisch weiß von nichts. 
 
Und er kann sich nicht erinnern Und man kann nicht an ihn ran. 
Denn ein Haifisch ist kein Haifisch Wenn man's nicht beweisen kann. 

Torfrock

147. Carola

Torfrock

A E
Oh, Carola, sit letzte Woch is dat um mie geschä'n
B7 E
Ick häb die in'ne Köick Krabben puhl'n seh'n.
 
E
Ick käm mit mien Tregger mol wedder na Nordstrand
B7 E
Und verkop Hans Petersen dre Tünnen Sand.
E
Hey sächt: "Kümm doch noch mit up'n Köhm in'e Köick."
B7 E
Da wärs du, und hey sächt tu mie: "Wat kiek's du so blöd,
A E
wat giers du sie so an mach bloß keine Dingers!"
E B7
und ich kek ganz hin und wech up deine flinken Fingers.
Oh, Carola, sit letzte Woch is dat um mie geschä'n 
Ick häb die in'ne Köick Krabben puhl'n seh'n. 
 
Von Logarithmustafels häß du noch nie wat hört, 
die Enzyklika hät die noch nie intressert. 
Dafür is dien runden Po vehl tu knackig 
Und söwenhunnart Krabben in’ne Stünd machst du nackich. 
Dien söten Foten sind so flink fien, 
bie die will ick og ganz gern mol en Krabbe sien. 
Oh, Carola, sit letzte Woch is dat um mie geschä'n 
Ick häb die in'ne Köick Krabben puhl'n seh'n. 
 
Nu kiek i mi dat All 'n knabbe Woch an 
und häb mie öwerlecht ick bin kein Krabbe sondern 'n Mann. 
Dien Dingers bring mie uter Rand und Band, 
ick har se og ganz gern mohl in'ne Hand. 
Dien Hans is morgen zu'n Glück nich da. 
Und dann holt wi mohl tusohm as en verleftes Poar, ja kloar. 
Oh, Carola, sit letzte Woch is dat um mie geschä'n 
Ick häb die in'ne Köick Krabben puhl'n seh'n. 
E
Krabben puhl'n seen Krabben puhl'n seen Krabben puhl'n seen
A
Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben Krabben
E
Krabben puhl'n seen

148. Rollo der Wikinger

Torf Rock

Intro: A F G A F G A
A
Neulich in Haithabu saßen wir beim Met
E7 A
Und überlegten, daß das so nicht weiter geht.
 
Unser Häuptling Rollo, "Rote Locke" genannt, 
E7 A
warf wütend seinen Becher Met an die Wand.
D A
"Der Sauladen hier ist mir zu ruhig
D E7
hier ziehn ja nur noch Frau'n durch.
D A
Paßt auf wir schmiern uns 'n paar Brote
D E7
Und torkeln in die Boote."
E7 A E7 A
Denn sind wir auf See und singen das Lied von die Wikingers
A
Schlag und Schlag und wir saufen den Met bis keiner mehr steht
E7 A
Unser Häuptling heißt Rote Locke
D A
wir verbrauchen viel Frau’n - und tun Leute beklau’n -
E7 A
und haun uns reichlich auf die Glocke.
 
Denn sind wir auf See und singen das Lied von die Wikingers... 
 
"Volldampf voraus!" brüllte Rollos Bruder. 
"Geht klar mien Jung; wo sind hier die Ruder?" 
Mensch war die Strömung stark uns zitterten die Beine 
"Kein Wunder," meinte Rollo, "wir sind noch an’ne Leine!" 
Hö, ein Wal, das Boot fängt an zu beben. 
Heinrich der Starke muß sich wieder übergeben. 
Denn sind wir auf See und singen das Lied von die Wikingers... 
 
Vor Helgoland taten wir und im Kreise drehn 
Es taten nämlich wilde Winde wehn! 
Aus Haithabu flach über die Wogen 
Kam uns 'ne Brieftaube zugeflogen. 
In die Nachricht, wat'n Glück, auch stand 
"Die Winde ham sich abgewannt!" 
Vor England schrien wir wie besessen 
"Umdrehn! Wir ham den Met vergessen!" 
Denn sind wir auf See und singen das Lied von die Wikingers... 

Die Augsburger Puppenkiste

149. Lummerlandlied (eine Insel mit zwei Bergen)

Amann / Jim Knopf und Lukas, der Lokomotivführer

G D
Eine Insel mit zwei Bergen und dem tiefen, weiten Meer,
D7 G G7
Mit viel Tunnels und Geleisen und dem Eisenbahnverkehr!
G D
Nun, wie mag die Insel heißen, ringsherum ist schöner Strand,
D7
Jeder sollte einmal reisen
G D7 G
in das schöne Lummerland.
G C G D D7 C
 
Eine Insel mit zwei Bergen und dem Fotoatelier, 
In dem letzten macht man Bilder auf den ersten Dullijöh! 
Diese Breiten, diese Tiefen, diese Höhen sind bekannt, 
Und man spricht von den Motiven auf dem schönen Lummerland. 
 
Eine Insel mit zwei Bergen und dem Fernsprechtelefon, 
Wählt man nur die richtige Nummer klappt auch die Verbindung schon! 
"`Hallo, hier ist Falsch Verbunden!"' Wollen Sie sich jetzt beschwer'n? 
"`Nein, warum? Das kann passieren!"' Also dann: Auf Wiederhör'n! 
 
Eine Insel mit zwei Bergen und dem Laden von Frau Waas, 
Hustenbonbons, Alleskleber, Regenschirme, Leberkaas. 
Körbe, Hüte, Lampen, Würste, Blumenkohl und Fensterglas 
Lederhosen, Kuckucksuhren und noch dies und dann noch das! 

Dschungelbuch

150. Probier's mal mit Gemütlichkeit

T. Gilkyson, H. Riethmüller / Das Dschungelbuch (1964)

A D D7
Probiers mal mit Gemütlickeit,
G G7
mit Ruhe und Gemütlichkeit
D B7 E7
wirfst du die dummen Sorgen über Bord.
A D D7
Und wenn du stets gemütlich bist und
G G7
etwas appetitlich ist,
D B7 E7 A7 D
greif zu, denn später ist es vielleicht fort.
 
D A7 D
Was soll ich woanders, wo's mir nicht gefällt?
A7 D
Ich gehe nicht fort hier, auch nicht für Geld!
D7 G Gm D E7
Die Bienen summen in der Luft erfüllen sie mit Honigduft
Bm7 B7 Em
und schaust du unter'n Stein, entdeckst du Ameisen
B7 Em A D B7
die hier gut gedeihen Nimm davon zwei, drei, vier
"Ist das dein Ernst?"
"Haha! Es gibt nichts besseres! Das ist ein herrliches Gefühl wenn die kitzeln..."
Em A7 D7
Denn mit Gemütlichkeit kommt auch das Glück zu dir!
"Wie denn?"
Em A7 D
Es kommt zu dir!
Probier's mal mit Gemütlichkeit... 
 
D A7 D
Na und pflückst du gern Beeren und du piekst dich dabei?
A7 D
Dann lass dich belehren: Schmerz geht bald vorbei!
D7 G Gm D E7
Du mußt bescheiden und nicht gierig im Leben sein,
Bm7 B7
sonst tust du dir weh, Du bist verletzt und zahlst nur drauf,
B7 Em
D'rum pflücke gleich, mit dem richtigen Dreh!
A D B7
Hast du das jetzt kapiert?
 
Em A7 D
Denn mit Gemütlichkeit kommt auch das Glück zu dir!
Em A7 D
Es kommt zu dir!

Townes van Zandt

151. Don't You Take It Too Bad

Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: Townes Van Zandt (1969)

C - G G7 C F C -
F C
Don't you take it too bad, if you're feelin' unlovin'
G G7 C
Well, if you're feelin' unfeelin', if you're feelin' alone.
C7 F
Don't you take it too bad, cause it ain't you to blame, babe
C G G7
Well it's only a game, babe, out of all of this living,
C F C C7
that we've got left to do. - - -
 
F C
And if you go searchin', for rhyme or for reason,
G G7 C C7
Then you won't have the time - that it takes just for talkin'. -
F C
'Bout the places you've been, babe, 'bout the faces you've seen, babe,
G G7 C F C C7
How soft the time flies - past your window at night. - - -
 
F C
And we just can't have that, girl, cause it's a sad, lonesome, cold world.
G G7 C
And a man needs a woman - to stand by his side.
C7 F
And whisper sweet words in his ears about daydreams,
C G
And roses and playthings, and the sweetness of springtime
G7 C F C
and the sound of the rain. - -

152. Waiting Around to Die

Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: Townes Van Zandt (1969)

Am Dm
Sometimes I don't know where this dirty road is taking me,
Am Em
Sometimes I don't even know the reason why.
Am Dm
But I guess I'll keep on gamblin', lots of booze and lots of ramblin',
Am Em Am
It's easier than just waitin' around to die.
 
Oh one time, friends, I had a Ma, even had a Pa, 
Well he beat her with a belt once 'cause she cried! 
She told him to take care of me, headed down to Tennessee; 
Well it's easier than just waitin' around to die. 
 
I came of age and I found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar, 
Oh, she cleaned me out and hid it on the sly! 
Well, I tried to kill the pain, I bought some wine and hopped a train; 
It seemed easier than just to wait around to die. 
 
And my friend said he knew where some easy money was, 
We robbed a man and brother did we fly! 
The posse caught up with me and drug me back to Muskogee, 
And it's two long years waiting around to die. 
 
Oh, but now I'm out of prison; got me a friend at last. 
He don't drink, or steal, or cheat, or lie! 
Oh, his name is codeine, he's the nicest thing I've seen - 
And together we're gonna wait around to die, 
Yeah, together we're gonna wait around to die! 
 

153. Fare Thee Well, Miss Carousel

Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: Townes Van Zandt (1969)

C Em F Em Dm G F C Em F Em Dm
Well, the drunken clown still hanging 'round, But it's plain the laughters all died down;
G F C
The tears you tried so hard to hide are flowing.
C Em F Em Dm
And a blind man with his knife in hand Has convinced himself that he understands -
G F C
I wish him well, Miss Carousel, but I gotta be a going.
Am Em Am Em
Won't you come and get me when You're sure that you don't need me then
Am Em F Em G
I'll stand outside your window - And I proudly call your name!
 
C Em F Em Dm
Well the lady's been told that all her gold Is worth so much, she can't be sold;
G F C
No time to weep, she'll later sleep tomorrow.
C Em F Em Dm
When she carries her face to the market place And bets it on the open enrage -
G F C
She can ring her bells, Miss Carousel, but the singing brings me sorrow.
Won't you come... 
 
C Em F Em Dm
Well it's always done, every mothers sun Is surely grown, and never run;
G F C
So they fight with all their might inside them.
C Em F Em Dm
When the battles been fought 'n they've all been taught That the trick is just not being caught;
G F C
Will you give 'em hell, Miss Carousel, When they're begging you to hide them.
Won't you come and get me... 
 
C Em F Em Dm
When they need a rose, your eyes felt closed; You clamped your fingers 'round your nose -
G F C
Would you say, that's anyway to judge him.
C Em F Em Dm
Well you haven't got the authority To kill him in the first degree -
G F C
But would you feel compelled, Miss Carousel, If you had something to regret in.
harp solo
C Em F Em Dm
On a velvet beach far beneath the reach Of those who come to pry and preach,
G F C
The natural man that tried to stand is falling.
C Em F Em Dm
Well how long will it be before he sees: You own his legs but his mind is free!
G F C
Only you can tell, Miss Carousel, How long will he be crawling.
Won't you come and get me... 
 
C Em F Em Dm
All the castle walls grown so tall, Seems there ain't no hope at all -
G F C
To reach the top even though you stopped your breathin'.
C Em F Em Dm
But I ain't gonna try to make you cry, The teardrops couldn't find your eye,
G F C
It's all been swell, Miss Carousel, the time has come for leaving!
Won't you come and get me when... 

154. Pancho and Lefty

Townes van Zandt

C G
Living on the road, my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean;
F C G
Now you wear your skin like iron and your breath is as hard as kerosene.
F C F
You weren't your mama's only boy, but her favorite one it seems -
C F C G F Am G C
She began to cry when you said goodbye - and sank into your dreams.
 
C G
Pancho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel;
F C G
He wore his gun outside his pants for all the honest world to feel.
F C F
Pancho met his match you know on the deserts down in Mexico
C F C G F Am G F
Nobody heard his dying words, ah but that's the way it goes.
F C F
And all the Federales say - they could have had him any day;
C F C G F Am G C
They only let him hang around - out of kindness, I suppose.
 
C G
Lefty, he can't sing the blues all night long like he used to.
F C G
The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Lefty's mouth;
F C F
The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio
C F C G G Am G F
Where he got the bread to go, there ain't nobody knows
And all the Federales say - they could have had him any day; 
They only let him slip away - out of kindness, I suppose. 
 
C G
Well the boys tell how Pancho fell, and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel
F C G
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold, and so the story ends we're told.
F C F
Pancho needs your prayers, it's true, but save a few for Lefty too
C F C G F Am G F
He just did what he had to do, and now he's growing old.
A few gray Federales say they could have had him any day; 
They only let him go so wrong - out of kindness, I suppose. 
 
A few gray Federales say... 

155. At My Window

Townes van Zandt / Townes van Zandt: Flyin' Shoes (1978)

D G D A D G D
At my window watching the sun go, Hoping the stars know it's time to shine.
D G D A D G D
Daydreams - aloft on dark wings, Soft as the sun streams at days decline.
A G D
Living is sying dying says nothing at all.
A G D
Babe and I are lying here watching the evening fall.
 
D G D A D G D
Time flows - through brave beginnings, And leaves her endings beneath our feet.
D G D A D G D
Walk lightly - upon their faces, Leave gentle traces upon their sleep.
Living is dancing dyin's doin' nothing at all. 
Babe and I are lying here watching the evening fall. 
 
D G D A D G D
Three dimes - hard luck and good times, Bad rhymes and fine lines not much to say.
D G D A D G D
Feel fine - feel low and lazy, Feel grey and hazy, feel far away.
Living ain't lying dying ain't flying so high. 
Babe and I are wandrin' watching the day go by. 

156. If I Needed You

Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: The Late Great Townes Van Zandt (1972)

G
If I needed you, would you come to me;
C D G
Would you come to me to ease my pain?
If you needed me, I would come to you; 
C D G
I would swim the seas for to ease your pain.
When the night forlorn or the morning’s born 
C D G
And the morning shines with the lights of love.
You will miss sunrise if you close your eyes 
C D G
And that would break my heart in two.
solo
Lady’s with me now since I showed her how 
C D G
To lay her lilly hand in mine.
Loop and Lil agree she’s a sight to see, 
C D G
And a treasure for the poor to find.
G
If I needed you, would you come to me;
C D G
Would you come to me and ease my pain?
If you needed me, I would come to you; 
C D G
I would swim the seas for to ease your pain.

Diverse

D_drop
G
A7
D_open
G
A7
__ Dropped-D Tuning __| |__ Open-D Tuning
____ D A D G H E ____| |__ D A D F# A D

157. This City

Steve Earle / Steve Earle: I’ll Never Get Out Of This World Alive (2011)

D G D A7 D
This city won't wash away, This city won't ever drown.
D G D A7 D
Blood in the water and Hell to pay, Sky tear open and pain rain down.
G A7 D A7 D
Doesn't matter let come what may - I ain't ever gonna leave this town -
D G D A7 D
This city won't wash away, This city won't ever drown.
 
D G D A7 D
Ain't the river or the wind to blame, As everybody around here knows.
D G D A7 D
Nothing holding back Pontchartrain, Except a prayer with a promise's ghost.
G A7 D A7 D
This town's digging our graves - In solid marble above the ground -
D G D A7 D
Maybe our bones will wash away, This city won't ever drown.
brass solo
D G D A7 D
This city won't ever die, Just as long as our heart beats strong.
D G D A7 D
Like a second line steppin' high, Raisin' hell as we roll along.
G A7 D A7 D
Gentilly to Vieux Carre, Lower Nine, Central City, uptown.
D G D A7 D
Singing Jock-a-mo fee nané, This city won't ever drown.
 
G A7 D A7 D
Doesn't matter 'cause there ain't no way, I'm never gonna leave this town.
D G D A7 D
This city won't wash away, This city won't ever drown.

158. A Whiter Shade of Pale

Keith Reid, Matthew Fisher & Gary Brooker / Procol Harum: Procol Harum (1967)

Intro: C Am F Dm G Em G7 C F G F G7
|/ / / / |/ / / / |/ / / / |/ / / / |/ / / / |/ / / / |/ / / / |/ / / / |
C Am F Dm
We skipped the light, fandango, And turned cartwheels 'cross the floor.
G Em G7 C Am Em
I was feeling kind of seasick, And the crowd called out for more.
F Dm G Em G7
The room was humming harder, As the ceiling flew away;
C Am Em F Dm
When we called out for another drink The waiter brought a tray:
G7 C Cmaj7 Am C F Dm
And so it was that later As the miller told his tale,
G Em G7 C F C G7
That her face, at first just ghostly, Turned a whiter shade of pale.
C Am F Dm G Em G7 C F G F G7
C Am F Dm
She said "There is no reason, And the truth is plain to see,"
G Em G7 C Am Em
But I wandered through my playing cards, And would not let her be!
F Dm G Em G7
One of sixteen vestal virgins, Who were leaving for the coast
C Am Em F Dm
And although my eyes were o - pen They might just as well have been closed
G7 C Cmaj7 Am C F Dm
And so it was that later As the miller told his tale,
G Em G7 C F C G7
That her face, at first just ghostly, Turned a whiter shade of pale.
C Am F Dm G Em G7 C F G F G7
And so it was...

159. Here, There and Everywhere

Lennon/McCartney

G Bm Bb Am D7
To lead a better life - I need my love to be here.
 
G Am7 Bm C G Am7
Here, making each day of the year,
Bm C F#m7 B7
Changing my life with a wave of her hand,
F#m7 B7 Em Am Am7 D7
Nobody can deny that there's something there.
 
There, running my hand through her hair, 
Both of us thinking how good it can be, 
Someone is speaking but she doesn't know he's there. 
Bridge
Bb Gm
I want her everywhere
Cm D7 Gm
And if she's beside me I know I need never care,
Cm D7
But to love her is to meet her
 
Ev'rywhere, knowing that love is to share. 
Each one believing that love never dies, 
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there, 
Bridge
I want her everywhere 
And if she's beside me I know I need never care, 
But to love her is to meet her 
 
Ev'rywhere, knowing that love is to share. 
Each one believing that love never dies, 
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there, 
 
G Am7 Bm C
will be there, and everywhere,
G Am7 Bm C G
here, there, and everywhere.

160. Oh My Love

John Lennon / John Lennon: Imagine(1971)

|: Am7 Bm Am G :|
Am7 Bm Am G
Oh my lover for the first time in my life - my eyes are wide open.
Am7 Bm Am C G
Oh my lover for the first time in my life - my eyes can see.
Em B7
I see the wind, oh I see the trees,
Am C G B7
Everything is clear in my heart.
Em B7
I see the clouds, oh I see the sky,
Am C G
Everything is clear in our world.
 
Am7 Bm Am G
Oh my lover for the first time in my life - my mind is wide open.
Am7 Bm Am C G
Oh my lover for the first time in my life - my mind can feel.
Em B7
I feel sorrow, oh I feel dreams,
Am C G B7
Everything is clear in my heart.
Em B7
I feel life, oh I feel love,
Am C G
Everything is clear in our world.
piano oulro
Am7 Bm Am G
Am7 Bm Am G
Oh my lover for the first time in my life - my eyes are wide open.
Am7 Bm Am C G
Oh my lover for the first time in my life - my eyes can see.

161. Further On Up The Road

Bruce Springsteen / Johnny Cash: American V - A Hundred Highways (2006)

Am C
Where the road is dark And the seed is sewed;
Am C
Where the gun is cocked As the bullet's cold.
Am G Am G
Where the miles are marked In the blood and the gold:
F G Am
And I'll meet you further on up the road.
 
Am C
Got on my dead man suit And my smilin' skull ring;
Am C
My lucky graveyard boots And a song to sing.
Am G Am G
I got a song to sing That keeps me out of the cold;
F G Am
And I'll meet you further on up the road.
C Am
Further on up the road - Further on up the road.
C E
Where the way is dark - And the night is cold.
Am G Am G
One sunny mornin' - We'll rise I know:
F G Am
And I'll meet you further on up the road!
 
Am C
Now I've been out in the desert Just doin' my time.
Am C
Searchin' through the dust Lookin' for a sign.
G Am G
If there's a light up ahead Well brother I don't know;
F G Am
But I've got this fever burnin' in my soul.
C Am
Further on up the road - Further on up the road.
C E
Where the way is dark - And the night is cold.
Am G Am G
One sunny mornin' - We'll rise I know:
F G Am
And I'll meet you further on up the road!

Em6
Em7
Em9
B/A
C/A
D/A
5

162. Riders On The Storm

Jim Morrison, Robby Krieger, Ray Manzarek, John Densmore / The Doors: L.A. Woman (1971)

Em Em6 Em7 Em6 Em Em6 Em7 Em6 Em
Riders on the storm - Riders on the storm
Am B/A C/A D/A Em Em6 Em7 Em6 Em
Into this house we're born - Into this world we're thrown
D C
Like dog without a bone - An actor out on loan -
Em Em6 Em7 Em6 Em
Riders on the storm.
 
There's a killer on the road - His brain is squirming like a toad. 
Take a long holiday - Let your children play. 
If you give this man a ride - Sweet family will die - 
Killer on the road. 
Em Em6 Em7 Em6 Em Em6 Em7 Em6 Em
Gotta love your man - Girl, you gotta love your man. 
Take him by the hand - Make him understand. 
The world on you depends - Our life will never end - 
You gotta love your man. 
Em Em6 Em7 Em6 Em Em6 Em7 Em6 Em
Em9 A Em9 Em9 A Em9
Riders on the storm - Riders on the storm - ...

163. The Wind Cries Mary

Jimi Hendrix

Intro
|: F (I.) F# G - - - F (octave) E F - - - :|
D C G
After all the jacks are in their boxes
D C G
And the clowns have all gone to bed
D C G
You can hear happiness staggering on down the street
A C F F# G
Footsteps dressed in red
A C Eb E F - - - Eb E F
And the wind whispers Mary
 
D C G
A broom is drearily sweeping
D C G
Up the broken pieces of yesterday's life
D C G
Somewhere a queen is weeping
A C F F# G
Somewhere a king has no wife
A C F F# G - - - F F# G
And the wind cries Mary
Solo
 
D C G
The traffic lights turn blue tomorrow
D C G
And shine the emptyness down on my bed.
D C G
The tiny island sags downstream
A C F F# G
'Cause the life that lived is dead.
A C F F# G - - - F F# G
And the wind screams Mary
 
D C G
Will the wind ever remember
D C G
The names it has blown in the past.
D C G
With it's crutch, it's old age, and it's wisdom,
A C F F# G
It whispers no, this will be the last.
A C F F# G - - - F F# G - - - F F# G - - - F F# G
And the wind cries Mary

164. Delilah

Tom Jones

Em B7
I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window.
Em B7
I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind.
E E7 Am Em
She was my woman - as she deceived me
B7 Em D7
I watched and went out of my mind.
G7 D7 G
My, my, my Delilah. - Why, why, why Delilah?
G7 C Am
I could see that girl Was not good for me,
G D7 G B7
But I was lost like a slave That no man could free.
 
Em B7
At break of the day when that man drove away I was waiting.
Em B7
I crossed the street to her house and she opened the door.
E E7 Am Em B7
She stood there laughing, I felt the knife in my hand
Em D7
and she laughed no more.
G7 D7 G
My, my, my Delilah, Why, why, why Delilah?
G7 C Am
So before they come to break down the door,
G D7 G
Forgive me, Delilah, I just couldn't take any more.
 
Em B7 Em A Em
Forgive me Delilah, I just couldn't take any more.

165. California Dreamin'

John Phillips & Michelle Phillips / the Mamas and the Papas: If You Can Believe Your Eyes and Ears (1966)

Capo IV
Am Am7/G F Esus4 E7
All the leaves are brown - And the sky is gray.
Am Am7/G F Esus4 E
I've been for a walk - On a winter's day.
Am Am7/G F Esus4 E
I'd be safe and warm - If I was in L.A.
E Am Am7/G F Esus4 E
California dreamin' - On such a winter's day.
 
Stepped in to a church - I passed along the way. 
Well I got down on my knees (got down on my knees) - 
And I pretend to pray. (I pretend to pray) 
You know the preacher likes the cold (preacher likes the cold) - 
He knows I'm gonna stay (knows I'm gonna stay) 
California dreamin' - On such a winter's day. 
Break (Flute Solo)
 
All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown) . 
And the sky is gray. (and the sky is gray) 
I've been for a walk (I've been for a walk) - 
On a winter's day. (on a winter's day) 
If I didn't tell her (if I didn't tell her) - 
I could leave today: (I could leave today) 
E Am Am7/G F Am Am7/G F
California dreamin' - On such a winter's day.
Am Am7/G F Am Am7/G F
On such a winter's day. - On such a winter's day.
Fmaj7 Am
On such a winter's day.

166. (Walking Thru The) Sleepy City

Jagger & Richards / The Rolling Stones: Metamorphosis (1975)

G D
Walkin' thru' the sleepy city,
G D
In the dark it looks so pretty,
C D7
Till I got to the one cafe,
C G
That stays open night and day.
 
Just a lookin' at the sleepy city, 
In the night it looks so pretty. 
No one sees the city lights, 
they just care about the warmth inside. 
 
No one listens to what people say. 
I just sit and hear the radio play. 
Just then this girl walked in my way, 
And she was as pretty as my sleepy city. 
 
Will you walk through the sleepy city, 
In the night it looks so pretty. 
Tired of walkin on my own, 
It looks better when you're not alone. 
 
Will you walk through the sleepy city, 
In the night it looks so pretty. 
I'm tired of walkin on my own, 
It looks better when you're not alone. 
 
Mm mm mm mm mm mm - La la la la la la - La la la la la la - la la la la la 
 
Will you walk through the sleepy city, 
In the night, well it looks so pretty. 
I'm tired of walkin on my own, 
It looks better when you're not alone. 
 
C'mon walk through that sleepy city, 
I said in the night it looks so pretty. 
I'm tired of walkin that park on my own, 
It looks better when you're not alone. 

167. Wild Horses

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Sticky Fingers (1970)

G Am G Am G
Bm G Bm G
Childhood living is easy to do
Am C D G D C
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Bm G Bm G
Graceless lady you know who I am
Am C D G D C
You know I can't let you slide through my hands.
Am C D G F C
Wild Horses couldn't drag me away.
Am C D G F C
Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away.
 
Bm G Bm G
I watched you suffer a dull aching pain,
Am C D G D C
Now you decided to show me the same.
Bm G Bm G
No sweet thing exits oh of stage blinds.
Am C D G D C
Could make me be bitter or treat you unkind.
Am C D G F C
Wild Horses couldn't drag me away.
Am C D G F C
Wild, wild horses couldn't drag me away.
solo I
Bm G Bm G
I know I've drained you it seemed like a lie.
Am C D G D C
I have my freedom but I don't have much time.
Bm G Bm G
Faith has been broken tears must be cried.
Am C D G D C
Let's do some living after we've died.
Am C D G F C
Wild horses couldn't drag me away.
Am C D G F C
Wild, wild horses we'll ride them some day.
solo II
Am C D G F C
Wild horses couldn't drag me away.
Am C D G F C
Wild, wild horses we'll ride them some day.

168. 2000 Light Years from Home

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Their Satanic Majesties Request (1967)

E7
Sun turning 'round with graceful motion.
We're setting off with soft explosion, 
A7 E7
Bound for a star with fiery oceans.
G A B E7
It's so very lonely, You're a hundred light years from home!
E7 A7 E7
Freezing red deserts turn to dark - Energy here in every part.
G A B E7
It's so very lonely, You're six hundred light years from home!
solo
G A B E7
It's so very lonely, You're a thousand light years from home!
G A B E7
It's so very lonely, You're a thousand light years from home!
 
E7
Bell flight fourteen you can now land,
See you on Aldebaran. 
A7 E7
Safe on the green desert sand.
G A B E7
It's so very lonely, You're two thousand light years from home!
G A B E7
It's so very lonely, You're two thousand light years from home!
 
G A B E7
It's so very lonely, You're two thousand light years from home!

169. 2000 Men

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Their Satanic Majesties Request (1967)

A E7 A
Well my name is a number, a piece of plastic film
A E7 A
And I grow tiny flowers in my little window sill
D A/Asus4
Don't you know I'm the two thousand man?
D A G A E7
And my kids, they just don't understand me at all
 
Though my wife still respects me, I really misuse her 
I am having an affair with a random computer 
Don't you know I'm the two thousand man? 
And my kids, they just don't understand me at all 
 
A D A (A) D A
Oh daddy, be proud of your planet,
A D A E7 A
Oh mommy, be proud of your sun
A D A (A) D A
Oh daddy, be proud of your planet
A D A E7 A
Oh mommy, be proud of your sun
D(?) 
Oh daddy, is your brain still flashing 
B7 E7
like it did when you were young?
A
Or did you come down crashing
E7 A
seeing all the things you'd done?
E7 A
Oh it's a big put - on
 
A D A
Oh daddy, be proud of your planet
(A) E7 A
Oh mommy, be proud of your sun
A D A
Oh daddy, be proud of your planet
(A) E7 A
Oh mommy, be proud of your son
 
D A/Asus4
Don't you know who's the two thousand man?
D A G A E7 (hold)
And my kids, they just don't understand me at all
A D E7 A

170. Lady Jane

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones: Aftermath (1966)

D C G D
My sweet Lady Jane, when I see you again?
C G D
Your servant am I and will humbly remain.
E7 Am
Just hear this plea, my love,
D7 G
On bended knees, my love;
C D7 Am D
I pledge myself to Lady Jane.
 
D C G D
My dear Lady Anne I've done what I can.
C G D
I must take my leave for promised I am.
E7 Am
This play is run, my love,
D7 G
Your time has come, my love.
C D7 Am D
I've pledged my troth to Lady Jane.
 
D C G D
Oh my sweet Marie I wait at your ease.
C G D
The sands have run out for your lady and me.
E7 Am
Wedlock is nigh, my love,
D7 G
Her station's right, my love.
C D7 Am D
Live is secure with Lady Jane.

171. Dandelion

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones (1967)

Capo III
G A7
Prince or pauper, beggarman or king;
G A7
Play the game with every flower you bring.
G Em C A7
Dandelions all tell no lies - Dandelions will make you wise -
G Em C A7
Tell me if she laughs or cries - Blow away dandelion.
 
One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock, five. 
Dandelions don't care about the time. 
Dandelion don't tell no lies - Dandelion will make you wise - 
Tell me if she laughs or cries - Blow away dandelion. 
 
C E7
Blow away dandelion.
 
Bridge
E7 A A7 E
So you're holding out just the same,
A A7 E
You can play the dandelion game.
A D7
When you're finished with your childlike prayer
Well you know you should wear it. 
 
Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor's life; 
Rich man, poor man, beautiful doctor's wife. 
Dandelion won't tell no lies - Dandelion will make you wise, 
Tell me if she laughs or cries - Blow away dandelion. 
Blow away dandelion. 
 
Little girls and boys come out to play. 
Bring your dandelions to blow away. 
Dandelion won't tell no lies - Dandelion will make you wise. 
Tell me if she laughs or cries - Blow away dandelion. 
C G
Blow away dandelion.

172. We Love You

Jagger & Richards / the Rolling Stones (1967)

E7 D A
We don't care if you only love we.
A
We don't care if you only love we!
D A D G
We-eeh love you. We-eeh love you,
E G D A
And we hope that you will love we too.
 
D A D G
We-eeh love they. We-eeh love they,
E G D A
And we want you to love they too.
 
A7 E A7 E
We don't care if you hound we and lock the doors around we.
A7 E B
Love can't get our minds off, We love you, we love you!
 
A7 E A7 E
You will never win we. Your uniforms don't fit we.
A7 E B
We forget the place we're in 'Cause we love you, We love you. Of course, we do!
E B E A
I-iih love you. I-iih love you,
E G A B
And I hope that you won't prove wrong too.
We love you. We do. We love you. We do! 
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