

| D | A | |
| D | |
| Well, if your | hands start a'clappin' and your fingers start a'poppin' and your feet start a'movin' around. |
| G7 | D | |
| And if you | start to swing and sway when the band starts to play a | real cool way out sound. |
| A7 | G7 | |
| And if you | get to can't help it and you | can't sit down |
| A7 | G7 | |
| You | feel like you gotta move a | round. |
| G7 | |
| You get a shot of Rhythm and Blues. |
| D | |
| With just a little Rock and | Roll on the side, just for good measure. |
| G7 | |
| Get a pair of dancin' shoes. |
| A7 | |
| Well, with your lover by your | side don't you know you're gonna have a rockin' time, c'mon! |
| D | G7 | |
| Don't you | worry 'bout a thing if you | start to dance and sing |
| D | |
| And | chills comin' up on you. |
| G7 | |
| And if the | rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too |
| A7 | D | |
| Well, | here's something for you to | do. |
| Get a shot of Rhythm and Blues. |
| With just a little Rock and Roll on the side, just for good measure. |
| Get a pair of dancin' shoes. |
| Well, with your lover by your side don't you know you're gonna have a rockin' time, c'mon! |
| Don't you worry 'bout a thing if you start to dance and sing |
| And chills comin' up on you. |
| And if the rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too |
| Well, here's something for you to do. |
| G7 | |
| Get a shot of Rhythm and Blues. |
| D | |
| Get a pair of dancin' shoes. |
| G7 | |
| Get a shot of Rhythm and Blues. |
| A7 | |
| Well, with your lover by your | side don't you know you're gonna have a rockin' time, c'mon! |
| Don't you worry 'bout a thing if you start to dance and sing |
| And chills comin' up on you. |
| And if the rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too |
| A | D | |
| Well, | here's something for you to | do. |
| A | D | |
| Well, | here's something for you to | do. |
| A | D | A | D | A6 | |
| Well, | here's something for you to | do. |
| D | D7 | |
| Christmastime is here again, Christmastime is | here again, |
| G | D | |
| Christmastime is here again, | Christmastime is here again, |
| A7 | |
| It's been 'round since you know when. |
| D | |
| Christmastime is here again, |
| A7 | |
| O-U-T spells " | out". |
| Christmastime is here again, Christmastime is here again, |
| Christmastime is here again, Christmastime is here again, |
| It's been 'round since you know when. |
| Christmastime is here again, |
| O-U-T spells "out". |
| G | G | |
| Well, I got a baby | ... crazy for me. |
| G7 | |
| Yeah, I got a baby | ... won't let me be. |
| C7 | |
| Woh, | baby baby, Clarabella. |
| G | |
| Baby baby, Clarabella. |
| D7 | C7 | G | |
| Baby baby, | wo-wo, ye | ah-uh. |
| G | G | |
| Well, she needs | no coachin' on | makin' love. |
| G7 | |
| All she needs is the | stars up above. |
| C7 | |
| Woh, | baby baby, Clarabella. |
| G | |
| Baby baby, Clarabella. |
| D7 | C7 | G | |
| Baby baby, | wo-wo, ye | ah-uh. |
| D7 | |
| Ahh! woo-hoo. |
| solo: |G | | | |C7 | |G | |D7 |C7 |G | |
| G | |
| Well now, Clar | abella. |
| G7 | |
| You're my honey, Clarabella. | Ooh- |
| C | |
| Yeah now, Cl | arabella. |
| G | |
| I said you're my baby, | Clarabella. |
| D | C7 | G | D7 | |
| Yeah, Clara | bella, baby. | Wo-wo, | yeah-yeh. |
| G | G | |
| Well, | she's got no time for | 'a dungeries. |
| G7 | |
| Already knows | her ABC's. |
| Woh, baby baby, Clarabella. |
| Baby baby, Clarabella. |
| Baby baby, wo-wo, yeah-yeh. |
| Ahh! woo. |
| solo |
| Well now, Clarabella. Yeah. |
| You're my honey, Clarabella. Woo ooh- |
| You're my baby, Clarabella. You're my honey, Clarabella. |
| G9 | |
| Yeah, Clarabella, baby. Wo-wo, yeah-heh-yeah, oh-yeah. |
| E7 | B7 | E7 | A7 | E7 | |
| Well, I got a | woman way cross | town. She's good to | me, | oh-ho | yeah. |
| A7 | B7 | |
| 'Said I got a | woman way cross town. She's good to | me, oh yeah. |
| E7 | |
| She gives me | money ev'rytime I need. |
| A7 | |
| Yes, you know she's a | kind of friend indeed. |
| E7 | B7 | E7 | A7 | E7 | |
| 'Said I got a | woman way cross | town. She's good to | me. | oh-ho, | yeah. |
| E7 | B7 | E7 | A7 | E7 | |
| She say she | loves me early in the | mornin', just for | me, | oh-ho | yeah. |
| A7 | B7 | |
| She say she | loves me early in the mornin', just for | me, oh yeah. |
| She say she loves me just for me, yeah. |
| You know she loves me so tenderly. |
| 'Said I got a woman way cross town. She's good to me, oh yeah. Ow! |
| solo: |E7 | |A7 |E7 |A7 |E7 |E/B Bbdim A7 B7|E | |
| E7. | Eb7. | E7. | Eb7. | E7. | |
| She's there to love me | all day and night | . |
| E7. | Eb7. | E7. | Eb7. | E7. | |
| Never grumbles or fusses | just treats me right | . |
| E7. | Eb7. | E7. | Eb7. | E7. | |
| Never runnin' in the streets | leavin' me alone | . |
| She knows a woman's place is right back there with her hangin' 'round the home. |
| A7 | B7 | E7 | A7 | E7 | |
| 'Got a | woman way cross | town. She's good to | me, | oh | yeah. |
| A7 | B7 | |
| Well, I got a | woman way cross town. She's good to | me, oh-ho, yeah. |
| E7 | |
| Well, she's my | baby, don't'cha understand ? |
| A7 | |
| I I I | I, I'm her lovin' man. |
| E7 | B7 | E7 | A7 | E7 | |
| Well, I got a | woman way cross | town. She's good to | me, | oh-ho, | yeah. |
| Well, that much is alright. |
| Well, that much is alright. |
| F#7 | B7 | E7 | A7 | Eb6add9 | E6add9 | |
| I got a | woman ... way cross | town ... she's good to | me, | oh-ho-ho yeah. |
| D7 | C7 | G | C7 | G | D7 | |
| G | C7 | G7 | C7 | |
| I'm gonna | sit right down and | cry over | you. |
| G | C7 | D7 | |
| I'm gonna | sit right down and | cry over you. |
| G | G7 | |
| And if you | ever say good | bye. |
| C | |
| And if you | ever even try. |
| G | D7 | G | |
| I'm gonna | sit right down and | cry over | you. |
| I'm gonna love you more and more every day. |
| I'm gonna love you more and more every way. |
| And if you ever say goodbye. |
| And if you ever even try. |
| I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you. |
| C7 | |
| I'm gonna tell your | Mother. |
| G | |
| Tell your brother | too. |
| C7 | D7 | |
| So they'll | know exactly | what I'm gonna do |
| G | G7 | |
| If you | ever say good | bye. |
| C | |
| If you | ever even try. |
| G | D7 | G | |
| I'm gonna | sit right down and | cry over | you. |
| Wah-hoo! |
| G | D | G | D7 | C7 | G | C7 | G | D7 | |
| I'm gonna tell your Mother. |
| Tell your brother too. |
| So they'll know exactly what I'm gonna do |
| If you ever say goodbye. |
| If you ever even try. |
| I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you. |
| I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you. |
| G | C | D9 | G | G6add9 | |
| I'm gonna sit right down and cry over | you. |
| D7 | |
| We've been friends for oh so long. |
| G | |
| I let you share what's mine. |
| D7 | |
| When you mess with the girl I love |
| G | |
| It's | time to draw the line. |
| G | Em | |
| Keep your | hands (keep your hands) off my | baby. |
| C | D7 | |
| I ain't'a gonna | tell you but one more | time. |
| G | Em | |
| Woh, keep your | hands (keep your hands) off my | baby. |
| C | D7 | G | C | G | |
| Boy, you get it | through your head | - that girl is | mine. |
| I don't mind if you lend my clothes. |
| But you will be in touch. |
| There is somethin' that you get straight. |
| There's one thing you don't touch. |
| Keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby. |
| I ain't'a gonna tell you but one more time. |
| Woh, keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby. |
| Can you get it through your head ? - that girl is mine. |
| solo:|D7 | |G | |D7 | |G | D7| |
| Keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby. |
| I ain't'a gonna tell you but one more time. |
| Woh, keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby. |
| Can you get it through your head ? - that girl is mine. |
| Em | G | |
| (Keep your hands) Woh, keep your hands off my | baby, she's | mine. |
| Em | |
| (Keep your hands off my baby) You better | watch yourself now. |
| C | D7 | G | C | G | G7 | |
| Boy, you get it | through your head | - that girl is | mine. |
| F | Dm | F | Dm | F | F6 | |
| Dm | F | |
| Lay down your | arms (Soldier of Love) and surrender to | me (Shala la) |
| Dm | F | |
| Lay down your | arms (Soldier of Love) and love me peaceful | ly (Shala la) Yeah. |
| Dm | Gm | F | |
| Use your arms for loving me. | Baby, that's the way it's gotta | be. (ooh-) |
| F | A7 | |
| There | ain't no reason for | you to declare |
| Bb | C7 | F | |
| war on the | one that loves you | so. |
| A7 | |
| So forget the other boys because | my love is real. |
| Bb | C7 | F | |
| Come | off your | battle | field. |
| Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and love me peacefully (Shala la) |
| Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and love me tenderly (Shala la) Yeah. |
| Use your arms to hold me tight. Baby, I don't wanna fight no more (ooh-) |
| The weapons you're using are hurtin' me bad. |
| But someday you're gonna see. |
| That my love for you baby, is the truest you've ever had. |
| A Soldier of Love, that's hard to be. |
| Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and love me peacefully (Shala la) |
| Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and surrender to me (Shala la) Yeah. |
| Use your arms to squeeze and please 'cause I'm the one that loves you so. |
| Dm | F | |
| (Yeah, Soldier of | Love) Baby, lay down your | arms. |
| Dm | F | |
| (Yeah, Soldier of | Love) Baby, lay down your | arms. |
| (Yeah) |
| A | C | D | G | D | A | D | |
| Ow! |
| D | G7 | |
| Some other guy now, has taken my love away from me. Oh | now. |
| D | |
| Some other guy now, has | taken away my sweet desire. Oh now. |
| A7 | |
| Some other guy now, I just don't wanna hold my hand. Oh | now. |
| D9 | D | D7 | |
| I'm the lonely one. As lonely as I can | feel | all | right. |
| Some other guy now, is sippin' up the honey like a yellow dog. Oh now. |
| Some other guy now, has taken my love just like I'm gone. Oh now. |
| Some other guy now, has taken my love away from me. Oh now. |
| I'm the lonely one. As lonely as I can feel all right. Oh-oh-hoho. |
| solo: |D | |G | |D | |A7 | | | |D | | | | |
| Some other guy now, is makin' me very very mad. Oh now. |
| Some other guy now, is makin' my past seem oh, so bad. Oh now. |
| Some other guy now, she was the first girl I ever had. Oh now. |
| I'm the lonely one. As lonely as I can feel all right. Oh-oh-hoho. |
| D9 | D | A7 | C | D | D7add9 | |
| I'm a'talkin' to | you, right | now. | Hey, | Ow! |
| A | |
| Well, that's alright, Mama. That's alright with you. |
| A7 | |
| Yeah, that's alright now, Mama. Just | anyway you do. |
| D7 | E7 | A | |
| That's al | right, that's alright, that's a | lright my Mama, anyway you | do. |
| Well Mama, she done told me. Poppa done told me too. |
| 'Said, "Son, that gal you're foolin' with - she ain't no gal for you". |
| That's alright, that's alright, that's alright my Mama, anyway you do. |
| Woh. |
| solo: |A | | |A7 |D | |E | |A | | |
| Well, I'm leavin' town, baby. I'm leavin' town for sure. |
| Then you won't be bothered with me hangin' 'round your door. |
| That's alright, that's alright, yeah that's alright my Mama, anyway you do. |
| Well, that's alright, Mama. Yeah, that's alright with you. |
| That's alright now, Mama. Just anyway you do. |
| That's alright, that's alright, that's alright my Mama, anyway you do. |
| Ooh, ah-hoo. |
| solo |
| A | |
| Ya da di dididi, ya da di dididi, ya da di dididi, |
| D7 | |
| I need your | lovin'. |
| E7 | A | |
| That's alright, that's | alright my Mama, anyway you | do. |
| E7 | A | A7add9 | |
| Yeah, that's | alright my Mama, anyway you | do. |
| A | |
| Runnin' to-and-fro, hard. Workin' at the mail. |
| A7 | |
| Never | fail. Get the mail. Yeah, some rotten deal, Ow! |
| D7 | A | |
| Too much monkey business. | Too much monkey business. |
| E7 | D7 | A | E7 | |
| Too much monkey business for | me to invite 'em | again. |
| Say me. Talkin' to me. Tryin' to run me up a creek. |
| She used to buy one. Try to pay me again next week, Ow! |
| Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. |
| Too much monkey business for me to invite 'em again. |
| Long-haired, good-lookin'. Tryin' to get me hooked. |
| Or me to marry. Settle down. Get the horn by the bull, Ow! |
| Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. |
| Too much monkey business for me to invite 'em again. |
| solo:|A | | | |D7 | |A | |E7 |D7 |A |E7 | |
| Mediocre money. Bein' fightin' in the hall. |
| Army bunk, Army go, Army chow, Army cook, Ow! |
| Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. |
| Too much monkey business for me to invite 'em again. |
| Same thing every day. Gettin' up, goin' to school. |
| No need to make complainin'. My objection's overruled, Ow! |
| Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. |
| Too much monkey business for me to invite 'em again. |
| Workin' in the fillin' station. Too many tires. |
| Wipe the windows. Check the tire. Check the oil and all the gas, Ow! |
| Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business. |
| Don't want your moderation, get away, leave me. |
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