BeOK Nachbarschaftsband Repertoire (26.08.2020)

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  1. Be OK

Ingrid Michaelson/Ingrid Michaelson: Be OK (2008)

D E G D
I just wanna be OK, be OK, be OK, I just wanna be OK today.
D E G D
I just wanna be OK, be OK, be OK, I just wanna be OK today.
 
D E G D
I just wanna feel today, feel today, feel today, I just wanna feel something today.
D E G D
I just wanna feel today, feel today, feel today, I just wanna feel something today.
F# G D F# G A
Open me up and you will see, I'm a gallery of broken hearts.
F# G D E G D
I'm beyond repair, let me be, And give me back my broken parts.
 
D E G D
I just wanna know today, know today, know today, I just want to know something today.
D E G D
I just want to know today, know today, know today, Know that maybe I will be OK.
F# G D F# G A
Open me up and you will see, I'm a gallery of broken hearts.
F# G D E G D
I'm beyond repair, let me be, And give me back my broken parts.
Bridge:
Bm E Em Bm Bm E Em Bm
Just give me back my pieces. - Just give them back to me please.
Bm E Em Bm Em G D
Just give me back my pieces, - And let me hold my broken parts.
 
D n.c. E G D
I just wanna be OK, be OK, be OK, I just wanna be OK today.
D E G D
I just wanna be OK, be OK, be OK, I just wanna be OK today.
 
D E G D
I just want to feel today, feel today, feel today, I just want to feel something today.
D E G D
I just want to know today, know today, know today, Know that maybe I will be OK.
E G D (slow down) E G D
Know that maybe I will be OK. Know that maybe I will be OK.

  2. Fly me to the Moon - In Other Words

Bart Howard / Kaye Ballard (1954) - Frank Sinatra (1964)

Slow
Dm7 Gm7 C7 Fmaj7
Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars,
Bbmaj7 Em7(b5) A7(b9) Dm7
Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars.
Gm7 C7 Fmaj7 Am7(b5) D7 Gm7 C7 F6 Em7b5 A7(b9)
In other words: "Hold my hand!" In other words: "Darling kiss me!"
Sax
Fast
Dm7 Gm7 C7 Fmaj7
Fill my heart with song, and let me sing for evermore,
Bbmaj7 Em7(b5) A7(b9) Dm7
You are all I long for, all I worship and adore.
Gm7 C7 Fmaj7 Am7(b5) D7 Gm7 C7 F6 Em7b5 A7(b9)
In other words: "Please be true!" In other words: "I love You!"
 
Dm7 Gm7 C7 Fmaj7
Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars,
Bbmaj7 Em7(b5) A7(b9) Dm7
Let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars.
Gm7 C7 Fmaj7 Am7(b5) D7 Gm7 C7 F6 Em7b5 A7(b9)
In other words: "Hold my hand!" In other words: "Darling kiss me!"
Sax
Dm7 Gm7 C7 Fmaj7
Fill my heart with song, and let me sing for evermore,
Bbmaj7 Em7(b5) A7(b9) Dm7
You are all I long for, all I worship and adore.
Gm7 C7 Fmaj7 Am7(b5) D7 Gm7 C7 F6 Em7b5 A7(b9)
In other words: "Hold my hand!" In other words: "Darling kiss me!"
Gm7 C7 Fmaj7 Am7(b5) D7 Gm7 C7 Fmaj7
In other words: "Please be true!" In other words: "I love You."

  3. Lemon Tree

Peter Freudenthaler, Volker Hinkel / Fools Garden: Dish of the Day (1995))

Fm Cm Fm Cm A#m Cm Fm
Fm Cm Fm Cm
I'm sitting here in a boring room, It's just another rainy sunday afternoon
Fm Cm Fm Cm
I'm wasting my time I got nothing to do, I'm hanging around I'm waiting for you:
A#m Cm Fm
But nothing ever happens - wnd I wonder.
 
Fm Cm Fm Cm
I'm driving around in mycCar, I'm driving foo fast, I'm driving too far.
Fm Cm Fm Cm
I'd Llke to change my point of view, I feel so lonely I'm waiting yor you:
A#m Cm Fm
But nothing ever happens - and I wonder.
G# D# Fm Cm
I wonder how, I wonder why, Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky,
C# D# G# D#
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree.
G# D# Fm Cm
I'm turning my head up and down, I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around,
C# A# D# Fm Cm Fm Cm A#m Cm Fm
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree. dadada....
 
I'm sitting here I miss the power, I'd like to go out taking a shower; 
But there's a heavy cloud inside my head. I feel so tired put myself into bed, 
Where nothing ever happens - and I wonder. 
Bridge
C Fm D# G# C
Isolation - is not good for me. Isolation - I don't want to sit on a lemon-tree.
 
I'm steppin' around in a desert of joy, Baby anyhow I'll get another toy, 
And everything will happen - and You'll wonder. 
I wonder how, I wonder why, Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky, 
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree. 
I'm turning my head up and down, I'm turning, turning, turning, turning, turning around, 
And all that I can see is just a yellow lemon-tree. 
and I wonder, I wonder. 
 
I wonder how, I wonder why, Yesterday you told me 'bout the blue blue sky, 
|: C# D# :| C# D# G#
|: And all that I can see, :| And all that I can see, Is just a yellow lemon-tree.

  4. Ain't Got No, I Got Life

James Rado, Gerome Ragni, Galt MacDermot / Nina Simone: 'Nuff Said (1968)

|: B B G A G E D E :| Em
Em G
I ain't got no home, ain't got no shoes;
Em G
Ain't got no money, ain't got no class;
D Bm7
Ain't got no skirts, ain't got no sweater;
Em C D G C G
Ain't got no perfume, ain't got no bed - Ain't got no mind,
 
Em G
Ain't got no mother, ain't got no culture;
Em G
Ain't got no friends, ain't got no schoolin';
D Bm7
Ain't got no love, ain't got no name;
Em C D G C G
Ain't got no ticket, ain't got no token - Ain't got no god
C Am
And what have I got? - Why am I alive anyway?
Am D7
Yeah, what have I got? - Nobody can take away?
 
G C G C
Got my hair, got my head, Got my brains, got my ears,
G D Am D
Got my eyes, got my nose, got my mouth - I got my smile.
 
G C G C
I got my tongue, got my chin, Got my neck, got my boobies,
G D Am D
Got my heart, got my soul, got my back - I got my sex.
 
Em Bm Em Bm
I got my arms, got my hands, got my fingers, got my legs,
Em Bm Am D G
got my feet, got my toes, got my liver; - Got my blood.
Outro
Am C D G C G C
I've got life, - I've got my freedom. I've got life.
I've got life, and I am gonna keep it. 
G
I've got life, and nobody's gonna take it away. I've got life!

  5. Reality and Fantasy

Raphael Gualazzi / Raphael Gualazzi: Reality and Fantasy (2011)

Gm / / / | / / / /
Gm / / / | / / / / Dm / / / | / / / /
Someone upon that wall Is just gonna spe- -e-e-end the night with my girl.
Gm / / / | / / / / Dm / / / | / / / / Gm
That’s what I’m talkin’ about - That’s why I’m gonna play this shout:
|: / / / | / / / / Dm / / / | / / / / Gm :|
|: The wall between - Reality and fantasy - Sometimes so small - And not so tall. :|
Saxofon
I’ve looked into your eyes - And it should make me feel so bright, satisfied. 
The only thing I've learn - Is just to fall, and fall, and fall! 
|: The wall between - Reality and fantasy - Sometimes so small - And not so tall. :| 
Saxofon
Sometimes our life is strange - And it seems you gotta do it all by yourself 
Do arrange - Sensations never felt. That’s why my soul I’ll never sell. 
|: The wall between - Reality and fantasy - Sometimes so small - And not so tall. :| 
Saxofon
X:1 T:Reality and Fantasy: Tenor Saxofon M:1/4 L:1/4 K:Am "g"A3B|cBAG|"d"B3G|E3z|"g"A3B|cBAG|"d"A3z|z4|

  6. Heavy Cross

Beth Ditto, Brace Paine, Hannah Billie / Gossip: Music for Men (2009)

Dm C Dm C
ooohh oh ooooh, oh oh oh ohhh - ooohh oh ooooh, oh oh oh ohhh
 
Dm C
It's a cruel cruel world, to face on your own, A heavy cross, to carry alone,
Dm C
The lights are on, but everyone's gone, And it's cruel.
 
Dm C
It's a funny way, to make ends meet, when the lights are out on every street,
Dm C
It feels alright, but never complete, without you,
Dm C
I trust you, if it's already been done, undo it,
Dm C
It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it,
 
Dm C
All the rainy nights, even the coldest days, you're moments ago, but seconds away,
Dm C
The principal of nature, it's true but, it's a cruel world,
 
Dm C Dm C
ooooh oooh oohh, ooh ooh oooh ooh, ooo oo wooah
 
Dm C
We can play it safe, or play it cool, follow the leader, or make up all the rules,
Dm C
whatever you want, the choice is yours, So choose!
Dm C
I trust you, if it's already been done, undo it,
It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it. 
 
Dm C
ei ei ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh, ye oh oh,
Dm C
ei ei ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh, ye eh, ye eh, ye eh,
break
Dm Dm Dm Dm C
I trust you, it's already been done, undo it,
Dm C
It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it.
 
Dm C Dm C
ei ei ei, woah wo, yeah eh - ei ei ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh - ye eh, ye eh, ye eh,
Dm C
I trust you, if it's already been done, undo it,
Dm C
It takes two, it's up to me and you, to prove it.
 
Dm C Dm C Dm
ei ei ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh, ye oh oh, ei ei ei, oh oh oh oh oh, ye eh, ye eh, ye eh, - I trust you.

  7. Hit The Road, Jack

Percy Mayfield / Ray Charles (1961)

Gm F Eb D
/ / / / / / / / (repeat)
Gm F Eb D Gm F Eb D
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
Gm F Eb D Gm (...)
Hit the road, Jack and don't you come back no mo-o-o-o-ore
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 - ... 

  8. Sympathy For The Devil

Jagger, Richards / The Rolling Stones

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

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  9. Blame it on the Boogie

Mick Jackson, Dave Jackson, Elmar Krohn / the Jacksons (1978)

D Bm7 G
D D F# F# B B F# F# E E F# F# G G G# A
Bm7 D
My baby's always dancin', And it wouldn't be a bad thing:
G D
But I don't get no loving, And that's no lie.
 
Bm7 D
We spent the night in Frisco At every kind of disco,
G A
And from that night I kissed Our love goodbye.
|: D Bbmaj7
|:Don't blame it on sunshine - Don't blame it on moonlight -
C D :|
Don't blame it on good times - Blame it on the boogie. :|
 
Bm7 D
That nasty boogie bugs me, But somehow it has drugged me.
G D
Spellbound rhythm gets me On my feet.
 
Bm7 D
I've changed my life completely, I've seen the lightning leave me.
G Asus4
My baby just can't take Her eyes off me.
 
|: D Bbmaj7
|:Don't blame it on sunshine - Don't blame it on moonlight -
C D :|
Don't blame it on good times - Blame it on the boogie. :|
bridge
|: D D/A D/A Asus4 :| 4x
|:I just can't - I just can't - I just can't control my feet :|
|: D Bbmaj7
|:Don't blame it on sunshine - Don't blame it on moonlight -
C D :|
Don't blame it on good times - Blame it on the boogie. :|
D Bm7 G
D D F# F# B B F# F# E E F# F# G G G# A
Bm7 D
This magic music grooves me, That dirty rhythm moves me,
G D
The devil's gotten to me Through this dance.
 
Bm7 D
I'm full of funky fever, And fire burns inside me.
G Asus4
Boogie's got me in a Super trance.
|: D Bbmaj7
|:Don't blame it on sunshine - Don't blame it on moonlight -
C D :|
Don't blame it on good times - Blame it on the boogie. :|
break
|: D Bbmaj7 C D :|
|:Sunshine - Moonlight - Good times - Boogie. :|
 
D Bbmaj7
Sunshine (You just gotta) - Moonlight (You just wanna) -
C D
Good times (Yeah, ohh) - Boogie. (blame it on yourself)
 
D Bbmaj7
Sunshine (Ain't nobody's fault) - Moonlight (But yours and that boogie)-
C D
Good times (all night long) - Boogie. (But yours and that funky boogie)
X:1 T:Blame it on the Boogie: Tenor Saxofon M:4/4 L:1/8 K:E "D"e e G G "Bm7"c c G G | "G" F F G G A A ^A B |]

 10. Schöner fremder Mann

Athina Hosey, Hal Gordon, Jean Nicolas / Connie Francis (1961)

G Em C D G Em C D
(Ah-Ha-Ha) Oooh-Oh-oh-oh-oh; Oh-Oh-Oh Oooh-Oh-oh-oh-oh.
 
G Em C D
Schöner fremder Mann, Du bist lieb zu mir.
G Em C D
Schöner fremder Mann, Denn ich träum' von dir.
G Em C D G Em C D
Doch am Tag gehst du Mit einer ander'n Frau vorbei! Oooh-Oh-oh-oh-oh, ...
 
G Em C D
Du gehörst zu ihr Und ich bin allein,
G Em C D
Nur in meinem Traum Darf ich glücklich sein.
G Em C D G C G
Glücklich sein mit dir Denn nur im Traum gehörst du mi-i-ir!
C D G Em C D G Em
Und werden auch Jahre vergehen Ich weiß, ich liebe nur dich
C D G Em C D
Es wird, solange ich lebe Keinen andern geben für mich! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
 
G Em C D
Schöner fremder Mann, Einmal kommt die Zeit.
G Em C D
Und dann wird mein Traum Endlich Wirklichkeit!
G Em C D G C G
Schöner fremder Mann, Dann fängt für uns die Liebe a--a--an!
C D G Em C D G Em
Und werden auch Jahre vergehen, Ich weiß, ich liebe nur dich!
C D G Em C D
Es wird, solange ich lebe, Keinen andern geben für mich! Oh, oh, oh, oh!
 
G Em C D
Schöner fremder Mann, Einmal kommt die Zeit.
G Em C D
Und dann wird mein Traum Endlich Wirklichkeit!
G Em C D G
Schöner fremder Mann, Dann fängt für uns die Liebe an!
Em C D G Em C D
Oooh-Oh-oh-oh-oh, Oh, Oh-oh, Oooh-Oh-oh-oh-oh, ...

 11. Praise You / Take Yo Praise

Camille Yarbrough, Fat Boy Slim, BeOK /Fat Boy Slim: Praise You (1998)

F C G 4x
F C G F C G
We've come a long, long way together, Through the hard times and the good,
F C G F C G F C G
I have to celebrate you baby, I have to praise you like I should.
G F C G
You're so rare, you're so fine; I'm so glad you're mine.
G F C G F C G
You're so rare, you're so fine; I'm so glad you're mine.
 
G F C G F C G
You make me glad, I'm a woman, 'Cos you're a feeling, thinking man.
F C G F C G F C G
And anytime I know you're needing, I'm going to please you every way I can.
G F C G
You're so rare, you're so fine; I'm so glad you're mine.
G F C G F C G
You're so rare, you're so fine; You've cleared the questions from my mind.
 
G F C G G F C G
I was afraid to say: I love you, Afraid to take and too eager to give.
G F C G G F C G F C G
You helped me deal with what I'm feeling, With why and how, I want to live.
F C G F C G
We've come a long, long way together, Through the hard times and the good,
F C G F C G F C G
I have to celebrate you baby, I have to praise you like I should.
 
I have to praise you, when you hold me, When you work your way around. 
Ain't a part of me left over, That your sweet love ain't found. 
 
You make my moan turn to whisper, You make my whisper, turn to call. 
You make me scream, and scream that I love you, When you make me rise and fall. 
 
We've come a long, long way together, Through the hard times and the good, 
I have to celebrate you baby, I have to praise you like I should. 
You're so rare, and you're so fine; I'm so very, very glad you're mine. 
You're so rare, yu're so fine, Oh, you're mine, you're mine. 
 
You know I want the best for you baby, And what you want, I want for you. 
And we can work together baby, To see it, to see it all come true. 
 
We've come a long, long way together, Through the hard times and the good, 
I have to celebrate you baby, I have to praise you like I should. 
'Cos you're so rare and you're so fine, 
And Lord knows; I'm so very glad you're mine. 
You're so rare, so rare and you're so very, very fine; 
Oh you cleared all the questions from my mind. 
 
We've come a long, long way together, Through the hard times and the good. 
I'm going to take this day to celebrate you baby; 'Cos I have to stop and praise you, like I should. 
You're so rare, take yo' praise, and you're so fine, 
And I hope you know, I'm glad you're mine. 
Take yo' praise; you're so rare, Take yo' praise; you're so fine... 
X:1 T:Praise You: Tenor Saxofon M:4/4 L:1/4 K:A "G"(3A/A/A/ "F"A A A | "C"B B "G"A2 | (3e/e/e/ "F"e e "C"d c "G"A2|]

 12. These Boots are Made for Walkin'

Nancy Sinatra

Intro: bass: E Eb D Db C B Bb A Ab G Gb F E
E
You keep saying, you've got something for me,
Something you call love, but confess. 
A
You've been messing where you shouldn't be messing,
E
And now someone else is getting all your best.
G Em G Em
These boots are made for walking - And that's just what they'll do,
G Em n.c. E ... E
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you. - - Yes!
 
E
You keep lying when you ought to be truthing,
And you keep losing when you ought to not bet, 
A
You keep sameing when you ought to be a-changing,
E
Now what's right is right but you ain't been right yet.
G Em G
These boots are made for walking - And that's just what they'll do,
G Em - E ... E
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you. You! - -
 
E
You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing, and
you keep thinking that you'll never get burned , ha! 
A
I just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah!
E
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn.
G Em G Em
These boots are made for walking - And that's just what they'll do,
G Em - E E
One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you. - -
Are you ready boots? - Start walking! 
sax Fade Out
X:1 T:These Boots are Made for Walking: Tenor Saxofon M:4/4 L:1/8 K:F# treble T:2. Strophe [|:"E"F8|F8:||:"A"d8:|:"E"F8:|:"G"^A4"Em"F4:|"G"^A4"Em"F2z|] T:_ T:3. Strophe [|:"E"^C=C^C/z/ =C^CC=C^C/z/|^C=C^C/z/ =C^CC=C^C/z/:| |:"A"^B=B^B/z/ =B^BB=B^B/z/:|:"E"^C=C^C/z/ =C^CC=C^C/z/:|:"G"AA2z "Em"FF2z:|"G"AA2z"Em"Fz3|] T:_ T:Fade Out "E"f[|: z (3cde f z (3cde f| z (3cde f z (3cde f:|]

 13. Feel Like Jumping

Bob Andy / Marcia Griffiths (1968)

Sax Fill
| - C - C | - F - F |
| - / - / | - / - / |
Huh huh huh, Huh huh huh. 
Huh huh huh, Huh huh huh. 
I feel like jumping, 
Lord I feel like shouting now. 
I feel like moving, 
I feel like grooving now. 
La la la la la - La la la la la. 
La la la la la - La la la la la 
La la la la la - La la la la la 
La la la la la - La la la la la 
 
Huh huh huh, Huh huh huh. 
Huh huh huh, Huh huh huh. 
Sax Fill
Huh huh huh, Huh huh huh. 
Huh huh huh, Huh huh huh. 
I feel like laughing, 
Lord, feel like crying now. 
I feel like sighing, 
And I feel like dying. 
La la la la la... 4x 
 
Huh huh huh... 2x 
Sax Fill 2x
Huh huh huh... 2x 
I feel like jumping, 
Lord, feel like starting now. 
Feel like moving, 
And feel like grooving. 
La la la la la... 4x 
Huh huh huh... 4x 
Sax Fill 2x
X:1 T:Feel Like Jumping: Tenor Saxofon M:4/4 L:1/4 K:G treble T:Sax Fill: [|:"C"(3FAB c c|"F"c c c B|"C"A (3GAF z|"F"z4:|]

 14. Don't Let Me be Misunderstood

Bennie Benjamin, Horace Ott, Sol Marcus / Santa Esmeralda (1977) / Animals (1965)

| Am | | G | | F | | E | | |: Am | G | F | E :|
| / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | | / / / / |: (/sax/)/ / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / :|
Am G F E
Baby, do you understand me now, Sometimes I feel a little mad.
Am G F E
Well, don't you know that no-one alive can always be an angel, When things go wrong I seem to be bad!
C Am F Am G F E
'Cause I'm just a soul who's intentions are good: Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood. (sax)
Bridge:
F G F G F G C Am
If I seem edgy, I want you to know, That I never meant to take it out on you.
F G F G F G C E
Life has it's problems and I've got my share, That's one thing I never meant to do, 'cause I love you!
 
Am G F E
Baby, don't you know I'm just human, And I’ve got thoughts like any other one.
Am G F E
And sometimes I feel myself alone regretting, Some foolish thing, some foolish thing I've done.
C Am F Am G F E
I'm just a soul who's intentions are good: Oh Lord please don't let me be misunderstood! (sax)
Am G F E
Oh lord, don’t let me be misunderstood...
Am G F E |: Am G F E :| x4
don’t let me be don’t let me be misunderstood | :|
 
Bridge:
F G F G F G C Am
If I seem edgy, I want you to know, That I never meant to take it out on you.
F G F G F G C E
Life has it's problems and I've got my share, That's one thing I never meant to do, 'cause I love you!
 
Am G F E
Baby, don't you know I'm just human, And I’ve got thoughts like any other one.
Am G F E
And sometimes I feel myself alone regretting, Some foolish thing, some foolish thing I've done.
C Am F Am G F E
I'm just a soul who's intentions are good: Oh Lord please don't let me be misunderstood! (sax)
Am G F E
Oh Lord, don’t let me be misunderstood...
Am G F E |: Am G F E :| x2 Am
don’t let me be don’t let me be misunderstood | :|

abc? X:1 T:Don't Let Me be Misunderstood: Tenor Saxofon M:4/4 L:1/8 K:Bm treble [|"Am"BB_B=B_B=B3|"G"B_B=Bcd2c2|"F"BB_B=B_B=B3|"E"B_B=Bcd2c2|]

 15. Radar Love

G.Kooymans, B.Hay / Golden Earring: Moontan (1973)

Gm
I've been drivin' all night, my hand's wet on the wheel.
There's a voice in my head that drives my heel. 
It's my baby callin', says: "I need you here." 
And it's a half past four and I'm shifting gear. 
F C G
When she is lonely and the longing gets too much,
F C D
She sends a cable coming in from above. Don't need a phone at all:
D# A# F Gm D# A# F - Gm
We've got a thing that's called Radar Love. We've got a wave in the air, Radar Love!
 
The radio's playing some forgotten song: Brenda Lee's "Coming On Strong". 
The road has got me hypnotized and I'm speeding into a new sunrise. 
When I get lonely, and I'm sure I've had enough, 
She sends her comfort, comin' in from above. Don't need a letter at all: 
We've got a thing that's called Radar Love. We've got a line in the sky, Radar Love! 
 
No more speed, I'm almost there. Gotta keep cool now, gotta take care. 
Last car to pass, here I go, And the line of cars drove down real slow. 
 
And the radio played that forgotten song: Brenda Lee's "Coming On Strong." 
And the newsman sang his same song, One more radar love is gone! 
When I get lonely and I'm sure I've had enough, She sends her comfort, coming in from above 
We don't need no letter at all: 
We've got a thing that's called Radar Love. We've got a line in the sky. 
We've got a thing that's called Radar Love. We've got a thing that's called, Radar Love! 
X:1 T:Radar Love: Tenor Sax M:4/4 L:1/4 K:Am treble T:Intro [|EGA2|EGD2|EGAc|G2CD|"Gm"G,4|] T:Fill |:"Gm"F2Ac|B3z|F2AB|A2z2:|F2Ac|B2ce|f3z|G/ G/F2z|]

 16. Beautiful

Seeed / Seeed: Seeed (2012)

F Gm A# F
Me on clouds - a light line breeze. Rose wine - honey, we've come clean.
Dm Gm A# F
Somehow we found our song: You play the black, I play the white keys.
F Gm A# F
The night falls to hush the voice, Purple flowers shadows and turquoise.
Dm Gm A# F
My satellite circles your sun Finding answers in the right noise.
Gm7 Cm
Waking up is beautiful - when I am with you,
A# Cm7
And I wonder, yes I wonder - why it's me that you choose?
Gm7 Cm
Everything is beautiful - heaven for a fool,
A# Cm7
And I wonder, girl, I wonder - why It's me that you choose?
| F |
| / / / / |
F Gm A# F
I never thought, I'd be like this, In the palm of your hand - happily speechless.
Dm Gm A# F
You wear my shirt and just a devil smile, Bringing Mars closer to Venus.
F Gm A# F
Late at night, I watch you sleep: You saved my life, when no one believed.
Dm Gm A# F
You gave up diamonds for a Rolling' Stone Now I know what it means to be home.
Waking up is beautiful - when I am with you, 
And I wonder, yes I wonder - why it's me that you choose? 
Everything is beautiful - heaven for a fool, 
And I wonder, girl, I wonder - why it's me that you choose? 
 
F7
Without you I surely lose my way;
You come and get me out when I'm dizzy in the haze. 
I'm having no doubts - so proud, I shout it all around it's you baby! 
You turn my wall around, you quite underestimate the height of my flight, 
I might be drifting out of sight, so hold on to me. 
Slap me, pinch me, tell me such a dream now. 
Soak me, trench me in honey and cream! 
Waking up is beautiful - when I am with you, 
And I wonder, how I wonder - why it's me that you choose? 
Everything is beautiful - when I am with you! 
Since you left me, even though, I'm a miserable fool! 

 17. La Bamba

traditional

C F G F
Para bailar la Bamba
C F G F C F G F
Para bailar la Bamba se necesita una poca de gracia
C F G F C F G F
una poca de gracia y otra cosita ay arriba y arriba
C F G F C F G F
ay arriba y arriba por ti sere yo no soy marinero
C F G F C F G F
yo no soy marinero soy capitan soy capitan soy capitan
C F G F
Bamba la Bamba
C F G F
Bamba la Bamba
C F G F
Bamba la Bamba
C F G F
Bamba la Bamba
 
Para subir al cielo 
para subir al cielo se necesita una escalera larga 
una escalera larga y otra cosita ay arriba y arriba 
ay arriba y arriba contigo ire yo no soy marinero 
yo no soy marinero soy capitan soy capitan soy capitan 
Bamba la Bamba ... 

 18. Improvisation

|: Gm | Dm | F | A :|
|: / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / :|
Ain't Got No, I Got Life4
Be OK1
Beautiful16
Blame it on the Boogie9
Don't Let Me be Misunderstood14
Feel Like Jumping13
Fly me to the Moon - In Other Words2
Heavy Cross6
Hit The Road, Jack7
Improvisation18
La Bamba17
Lemon Tree3
Praise You / Take Yo Praise11
Radar Love15
Reality and Fantasy5
Schöner fremder Mann10
Sympathy For The Devil8
These Boots are Made for Walkin'12

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