



| (Capo 2 in E) |
| D A Em G D A Em G |
| G | D | A | Em | G | |
| Sirens ri | ng, the shots ring | out, A stranger | cries screams out | loud |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| I had my | world strapped against my | back, I held my | hands, never knew how to | act |
| D | A | |
| And the | same black line that was drawn on you was | drawn on me |
| Em | G | |
| And now it's draw'n' me | in 6th Avenue | heartache |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| Below | me was a homeless | man, Singin' | songs I knew c | omplete |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| On the steps | alone, his guitar in | hand, It's fifty | years, stood where he | stands |
| REF |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| Now walkin' | home on those | streets, The river | winds move my | feet |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| Subway s | team, like silhouettes in | dreams, They stood by m | e, just like | moonbeams |
| REF |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| Look out the | window, down upon that s | treet, And gone like a | midnight where was that | man |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| But I see his | six string laid against that | wall, And all his | things, they all look so | small |
| D | A | Em | G | |
| I got my fingers | crossed on a shooting | star, Just like | me just moved | on |
| E B |
| And the same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me |
| F#m A |
| And now it's draw'n' me in 6th Avenue heartache |

e-----0---------0---------0---0---
B----5---------5---------5-5-4-4--
G---6--7(ring)---6(ring)----4-----
D---------------------------------
A---------------------------------
E---------------------------------
---0--0-0--0-0--0-0-0
---5--5-5--5-5--4-4-5
---6--6-7--6-6--4-4-4
---7--7-7--7-7--?-?-?
| -- | |
| onkar meNO sHARMa omenos@wolf.cs.washington.edu |
| Humpty Dumpty was pushed... :o |
| From nermal.cs.uoguelph.ca!torn!newsserver.cs.uwindsor.ca!bouche2 Sat Jul 31 11:22:26 EDT 1993 |
| Article: 6058 of rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature |
| Path: nermal.cs.uoguelph.ca!torn!newsserver.cs.uwindsor.ca!bouche2 |
| From: bouche2@server.uwindsor.ca (BOUCHER DAVID ) |
| Newsgroups: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature,alt.guitar.tab |
| Subject: CRD: 867-5309 (Jenny) |
| Message-ID: <4650@newsserver.cs.uwindsor.ca> |
| Date: 31 Jul 1993 12:56:36 GMT |
| References: <1993Jul28.142414.13246@relay.nswc.navy.mil> <1993Jul28.142854.13345@relay.nswc.navy.mil> |
| Sender: news@server.uwindsor.ca |
| Followup-To: rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature |
| Organization: University of Windsor, Ontario, Canada |
| Lines: 54 |
| Xref: nermal.cs.uoguelph.ca rec.music.makers.guitar.tablature:6058 alt.guitar.tab:11203 |
| Status: OR |
| Well, once again I try to remember the chords to a song I |
| haven't heard in years and years. I'm pretty sure that these |
| are correct, though. |
| 867-5309 (Jenny) by Tommy Two-Tone. |
| Em | C | G | A | Em | C | G | A | |
| Jenny, | Jenny, | who can I | turn to? |
| Em | C | G | A | Em | C | G | A | |
| Give me | something | I can hold | on to. |
| (2 more lines I can't remember - same chords) |
| D | C | G | |
| Jenny, I | got your | number |
| D | G | C | |
| I need to | make you | mine |
| D | C | G | |
| Jenny, don't | change your | number |
| Em | C | G | A | Em | C | G | A |
8 - 6 - 7 - 5 - 3 - 0 - 9 (8 - 6 - 7 - 5 - 3 - 0 - 9 )
| Em | C | G | A | Em | C | G | A |
8 - 6 - 7 - 5 - 3 - 0 - 9 (8 - 6 - 7 - 5 - 3 - 0 - 9 )
| Bridge: |
| D | |
| I got it! (I got it!) |
| Em | G | A | |
| I got your | number on the | wall |
| D | |
| I got it! (I got it!) |
| Em | G | A | |
| For a | good time, for a | good time | call... |
---------------------------------------------------
| Well, that's about all I can remember. Enjoy. |
| - d boucher |
| -- | |
| ************************************************************************ |
| 'Defend the life of Chairman Gonzalo!' - Detroit freeway graffiti |
| ************************************************************************ |

Date: Mon, 11 May 1998 12:10:59 -0400
From: Mark and Allison Albert
Subject: w/welch_gillian/acony_bell.txt
>From Mark Albert
ACONY MUSIC (Gillian Welch / David Rawlings)
from 'REVIVAL' (ALMO, AMSD-80006)
CAPO7
C
The fairest bloom the mountain knows
Is not an iris or a wild rose
F C
But the little flower of which I'll tell
G C
Known as the brave acony bell
Just a simple flower so small and plain
With a pearly hue and a little known name
But the yellow birds sing when they see it bloom
For they know that spring is coming soon
Well it makes its home mid the rocks and the rills
Where the snows lie deep on the windy hills
And it tells the world 'Why should I wait
This ice and snow is gonna melt away.'
And so I'll sing that yellow bird's song
For the troubled times will soon be gone

| Am | D | G | Em | |
| Some | things in life are | bad they can | really make you | mad |
| Am | D | G | |
| Other | things just make you | swear and | curse |
| Am | D | |
| When you've | chewing on life's | gristle |
| G | Em | |
| Don't | grumble give a | whistle |
| Am | D7 | |
| And | this'll help things turn out for the | best |
| G | Em | Am | D7 | G | Em | Am | D7 | |
| And | always | look on the | bright | side of | life | (whist | le) 2 | x (light) |
| Am | D | G | Em | |
| If | life seems jolly | rotten there's | something you've | forgotten |
| Am | D | G | |
| and that's to | laugh and smile and | dance and | sing. |
| Am | D | G | Em | |
| When you've | feeling in the | dumps don't be | silly | chumps |
| Am | D7 | |
| Just | purse your lips and whistle - that's the | thing |
| G | Em | Am | D7 | G | Em | Am | D7 | |
| And | always | look on the | bright | side of | life |
| G | Em | Am | D7 | G | Em | Am | D7 | |
| Come on alw | ays | look on the | bright | side of l | ife |
| For life is quite absurd and death's the final word |
| you must always face the curtain with a bow |
| Forget about your sin - give the audience a grin |
| Enjoy it - it's your last chance anyhow. |
| G | Em | Am | D7 | G | Em | Am | D7 | |
| So a | lways l | ook on the b | right s | ide of d | eath |
| G | Em | Am | D7 | G | Em | Am | D7 | |
| just be | fore you | draw your ter | minal | breath |
| Am | D | G | Em | |
| Life's a piece of | shit | when you look at | it |
| Am | D | G | |
| Life's a laugh and | death's a joke it's | true |
| Am | D | |
| You'll | see it's all a | show |
| G | Em | |
| keep'em | laughing as you | go |
| Am | D7 | |
| just re | member that the last laugh is on | you |
| G | Em | Am | D7 | G | Em | Am | D7 | |
| And | always | look on the | bright | side of | life | 2x (right) |
| (Come on guys, cheer up) |
| A | Gbm | Bm | E7 | A | Gbm | Bm | E7 | |
| Always | look on the | right | side of | life | 2x |

| Artist:3 Doors Down |
| Song: Be Like That |
| Tuning: standard |
| chords used: |
| G D Em C |
| e|--3-- --2-- ----- ----- -----| |
| B|----- --3-- ----- --1-- -----| |
| G|----- --2-- ----- ----- -----| |
| D|----- ----- --2-- --2-- -----| |
| A|--2-- ----- --2-- --3-- -----| |
| E|--3-- ----- ----- ----- -----| |
| intro: |
| e|----3-------2-------0------0----| |
| B|-----0----3--3-----3-3----3-3---| |
| G|---0--0----2--2-------0--0---0--| |
| D|--0----0-0-----0--2-----2-------| |
| A|-----------------2-----3--------| |
| E|-3--------------0---------------| |
| 1st verse: |
| G | D | |
| H | e spends his nights in Cali | fornia, |
| Em | C | |
| W | atching the stars on the big scr | een |
| G | D | |
| Th | en he lies awake and he won | ders, |
| Em | C | |
| W | hy can't that be m | e? |
| G | D | |
| C | ause in his life he's fil | led |
| Em | C | |
| W | ith all these good inten | tions |
| Em | |
| H | e's left a lot of things |
| C | G | |
| He'd rat | her not mention rig | ht now |
| D | |
| But just before he says go | odnight, |
| Em | C | |
| H | e looks up with a l | ittle smile at me, |
| And he says... |
| chorus: |
| G | D | |
| I | f I could be like t | hat, |
| I would give anything |
| Em | C | |
| J | ust to live one d | ay, in those shoes |
| G | D | |
| I | f I could be like th | at, |
| Em | |
| What would I d | o, |
| C | |
| What would I d | o? |
| 2nd verse: |
| She spends her days up in the north park, |
| Watching the people as they pass |
| And all she wants is just |
| A little piece of this dream, |
| Is that too much to ask? |
| With a safe home, and a warm bed, |
| On a quiet little street |
| All she wants is just that something to |
| Hold onto, that's all she needs |

Riff: ----------------------------------------------------------------
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8-10h-10----10----------10------------8-----8-------------------
--------------------------------9-10h-----------9---10--7-------
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| D | |
| dm | |
| Verse1: I | wake up in the morning |
| C | |
| And I | raise my weary head |
| G | |
| I've got an | old coat for a pillow |
| dm | |
| And the | earth was last night's bed |
| F | |
| I | don't know where I'm going |
| C | |
| Only | God knows where I've been |
| G | |
| I'm a | devil on the run |
| A six gun lover |
| dm | |
| A | candle in the wind |
| |
| dm | |
| Verse2: When you've | brought into this world |
| C | |
| They | say you're born in sin |
| G | |
| Well at | least they gave me something |
| dm | |
| I didn't have to | steal or have to win |
| F | |
| Well they | tell me that I'm wanted |
| C | |
| Yeah, | I'm a wanted man |
| G | |
| I'm a | colt in your stable |
| I'm what Cain was to Abel |
| dm | |
| Mister | catch me if you can |
| G | D | |
| Chorus: I'm going | down in a blaze of | glory |
| G | D | |
| Take me | now but know the | truth |
| G | D | |
| I'm going | out in a blaze of | glory |
| C | |
| Lord I | never drew first |
| But I drew first blood |
| G | |
| I'm | no one's sone |
| Call me young gun |
| |
| dm | |
| Verse3: You | ask about my conscience |
| C | |
| And I | offer you my soul |
| G | |
| You ask if I'll | grow to be a wise man |
| dm | |
| Well I | ask if I'll grow old |
| F | |
| You | ask me if I've known love |
| C | |
| And what it's like to | sing songs in the rain |
| G | |
| Well, I've | seen love come |
| And I've seen it shot down |
| dm | |
| I've | seen it die in vain |
| G | D | |
| Chorus: Shot | down in a blaze of | glory |
| G | D | |
| Take me | now but know the | truth |
| G | D | |
| 'Cause I'm going | down in a blaze of | glory |
| C | |
| Lord I | never drew first |
| But I drew first blood |
| G | |
| I'm the | devil's son |
| Call me young gun |
| |
| |
| |
| dm | |
| Verse4: Each | night I go to bed |
| C | |
| I pray the | Lord my soul to keep |
| G | |
| No I ain't | looking for forgiveness |
| dm | |
| But be | fore I'm six foot deep |
| F | |
| Lord, I | got to ask a favor |
| C | |
| And I | hope you'll understand |
| G | |
| 'Cause I've | lived life to the fullest |
| dm | |
| Let this | boy die like a man |
| G | |
| Staring down a bullet |
| dm | |
| Let me | make my final stand |
| G | D | |
| Chorus: Shot | down in a blaze of | glory |
| G | D | |
| Take me | now but know the | truth |
| G | D | |
| I'm going | out in a blaze of | glory |
| C | |
| Lord I | never drew first |
| But I drew first blood |
| G | |
| and I'm | no one's son |
| D | C | |
| Call me young | gun |
| G | D | |
| I'm a young | gun |
| D | C | G | |
| |
| -- |
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B|--------------|--------------|--------------|--------------|
G|--------------|--------------|--------------|--------------|
D|--------------|--------------|--------------|--------------|
A|-----2--3--2--|----2--23--2--|-----2--3--2--|--------------|
E|--3-----------|-3------------|--3----------3|--------------|
| G | C | G | C | G | C | G | |
| When I'm a wa | lkin' I | strut my st | uff, t | hen I'm | so strung | out. |
| G | C | G | C | G | C | G | |
| I'm | high as a | kite, | I just | might | stop to | check you | out. |
| Chorus: |
| Em | C | |
| Let me go | on, like a | blister in the sun. |
| Em | C | D | |
| Let me go | on, big | hands I know your the | one. |
| Verse 2: |
| G | C | G | C | G | C | G | |
| Body be | ats, I | stain my s | heets. | I don't | even know | why. |
| G | C | G | C | G | C | G | |
| My g | irlfriend | she at | the en | d, sh | e is sta | rting to c | ry. |
| Chorus |
| Repeat Verses |
| end. |

'Blue on Black' by Kenny Wayne Shephard Band
Tabbed by Vance Brison
D C G D C G
D C G D C G
Night falls, and I'm all alone
D C G D C G
Skin, chilled to the bone
D C G D C G
You, turned and you ran
D C G D C G
Slipped, right from my hand
D
Blue on Black, Tears on a river
C
Push on a shove
G
It don't mean much
D
Joker on Jack, Match on fire
C
Cold on ice
G
A dead man's touch
D
Whisper on a scream
C G
Doesn't change (mean) a thing
Am G (tacet)
Won't (don't) bring you back
Blue on Black
Blind, now I see
Truth, lies and in between
Wrong, can't be undone
Slipped, from the tip of your tongue

| Intro: G C D (2x) |
| D | G | A | D | |
| You say that | we've got no | thing in co | mmon |
| G | A | D | |
| No common g | round to s | tart from |
| G | A | D | G | A | |
| And we're falli | ng apa | rt |
| D | G | A | D | |
| You'll say the wo | rld has c | ome betwe | en us |
| G | A | D | |
| Our l | ives have c | ome betw | een us |
| G | A | D | G | A | |
| But | I know y | ou just don't c | are |
| D | A | G | |
| And | I said what about ' | Breakfast at T | iffany's? |
| D | A | G | |
| She | said, 'I think I re | member the | film, |
| D | A | G | |
| And as | I recall, I think, we b | oth kinda l | iked it.' |
| D | A | G | |
| And | I said, 'Well, that's the | one thing we've | got.' |
| Guitar Solo |
| D | G | A | D | |
| I s | ee you - the | only | one who k | new me |
| G | A | D | |
| And n | ow your ey | es see thr | ough me |
| G | A | D | G | A | |
| I guess | I was wr | ong |
| D | G | A | D | |
| So w | hat now? It's | plain to | see we're | over, |
| G | A | D | |
| And I h | ate when th | ings are o | ver - |
| G | A | D | G | A | |
| When s | o much | is left undo | ne |
| Chorus, |
| Verse 1, |
| Chorus(2x)} |

e-----------|-----------|-------------|------------|------------|
b-----------|-----------|---0---0-----|------------|------------|
g--------0--|-----------|-----7----0--|---------0--|----0-------|
d-----0-----|-----0--7--|--------7----|-----0------|--7---7-0-7-|
a---7---7---|---7--7----|-------------|---7---7----|-----------4|
E-----------|-----------|-------------|------------|------------|
| Em | D | C | D | |
| once i ro | se above the nois | e and | confusion |
| Em | D | C | D | |
| just to g | et a glimpse beyo | nd this i | llusion |
| Am | G | F | F | G | Am | G | D | |
| i was soar | ing ever h | igher | bu | t i | flew too h | igh |
| Em | D | C | D | |
| though my e | yes could see i sti | ll was a bl | ind man |
| Em | D | C | D | |
| though my m | ind could think i s | till was a | mad man |
| Am | G | F | F | G | Am | G | D | |
| i hear the | voices when i'm | dreaming, | i can h | ear them s | ay... |
| CHORUS: |
| Em | G | D | C | Em | G | D | |
| carry o | n my w | ayward | son, | there'll be | peace when | you are done |
| Em G D C N.C |
| lay your weary head to rest dont you cry no more |
| MAIN RIFF (2x) |
| Em | D | C | D | |
| masquerd | aing as a | man with a r | eason |
| Em | D | C | D | |
| my chara | de is the e | vent of the | season |
| Am | G | F | F | G | Am | G | D | |
| and if i c | laim to be a w | ise man | it surely m | eans that i don't | know |
| Em | D | C | D | |
| on a s | tormy sea of | moving | emotion |
| Em | D | C | D | |
| tossed ab | out i'm like a s | hip on the | ocean |
| Am | G | F | F | G | Am | G | D | |
| i set a c | ourse for winds of f | ortune, | but i h | ear the voices | say...... |
| CHORUS |
| MAIN RIFF (2x) |
| Em | G | D | |
| Carry on, you will | always r | emember |
| Em | G | D | |
| Carry on, nothing e | quals the | splendor |
| Am | F | F | G | Am | G | D | |
| now your life's no longer | empty, | surely | heaven waits for y | ou |
| Chorus minus last line |
| LAST LINE: |
| N.C. Bm7 |
| dont you cry no more |

| C | F | C | |
| Cecilia, you're | breaking my | heart, |
| F | C | G | |
| you're | shaking my | confidence | daily. |
| F | C | F | C | |
| Oh, | Cecili | a, I'm | down on my | knees; |
| F | C | G | |
| I'm | begging you | please to come | home. |
| Cecilia, you're breaking my heart, |
| you're shaking my confidence daily |
| Oh, Cecilia, I'm down on my knees; |
| I'm begging you please to come home. |
| G | C | |
| Come on | home |
| Bridge: |
| C | F | |
| Making | love in the | afternoon |
| C | F | G7 | C | |
| with | Cecilia | up in | my bed | room. |
| C | F | |
| (Making love) I got | up to | wash my face, |
| C | G7 | C | |
| when I | come back to bed someone's | taken my | place. |
| Chorus |
| Jubilation, she loves me again, |
| I fall on the floor and I'm laughing, |
| Jubilation, she loves me again, |
| I fall on the floor and I'm laughing |

E------10------------------------------------------------------
B --/12-----12-10---------------------------10--------10--------
G ----------------12-12----12-9-12-12--9-12----12-12------------
D --------------------------------------------------------------
A --------------------------------------------------------------
E --------------------------------------------------------------
E ------10------------------------------------------------------
B ---12-----12-10---------------------------10------------------
G ----------------12-12----12-9-12-12--9-12----12-12------------
D --------------------------------------------------------------
A --------------------------------------------------------------
E --------------------------------------------------------------
| G | F | C | F | C | |
| Does she w | alk, does she t | alk, does she come | com | plete |
| G | F | C | F | C | |
| My | home-brew, home-room | angel, just | pulled me to my | feet |
| G | F | C | F | C | |
| She was pure like | snowflakes, no | one could ever | stain |
| G | F | C | F | C | |
| The | memory of my | angel could | never cause me | pain |
| Em | Am | C | D | |
| The | years go by I'm looking thru a | girly maga | zine |
| Em | Am | C | D | |
| And | there's my homegrown angel on the | pages in bet | ween | Chorus |
| G | F | C | F | C | |
| My | blood runs cold | , my | memory has | just been | sold |
| G | F | C | F | C | |
| My | angel is tha | centrefold | (angel is the | centrefold | ) |
| G | F | C | F | C | |
| My | blood runs cold | , my | memory has | just been | sold |
| G | F | C | F | C | |
| (angel is the | centrefold | ) |
| Slip me a note under the desk loud and speaking about her dress |
| I was shy she turned away before she caught my eye |
| I was shakin' in my shoes whenever she flashed those baby blues |
| Something had a hold on me when angel passe close by |
| Those soft jersey sweaters too magical to touch |
| To see her in that langerie is really just too muchChorus |
| Na na .... |
| It's OK I understand this ain't no never never land |
| I hope that whn this issue's gone I see you when your clothes are on |
| Take your car yes we will We'll take your car and drive |
| Take it to a hotel room and take 'em off in private |
| A part of me has just been ripped Angels from my mind are stripped |
| Oh no I can't hide it Oh yes I guess I gotta buy itChorus |
| Na na ..... |

| F#m | A | F#m | |
| Come as you a | re, as you | were |
| A | F#m | |
| As I | want you to | be |
| A | F#m | |
| As a | friend, best | friend |
| A | F#m | |
| There's an | old little | me |
| A | F#m | |
| Take your | time, hurry | up |
| A | F#m | |
| The choice is | your's don't be | late |
| A | F#m | |
| Take a | rest, as a | friend, |
| A | F#m | A | |
| As an | old mem | ory, | yeah |
| F#m | A | |
| Memory, | yeah (3x) |
| F#m | A | F#m | |
| Come dust and | mud, suft in | bleach |
| A | F#m | |
| As I | want you to | be |
| A | F#m | |
| There's a | trend, there's a | friend |
| A | F#m | A | |
| There's an | old memo | ry, y | eah |
| F#m | A | |
| Memory Ye | ah (3x) |
| Chorus: |
| Bm | D | Bm | D | |
| (Remember/Well) I sw | ear that I d | on't have a | gun |
| Bm | D | |
| No I don't | have a | gun (2x) |
| Ad lib: F#m-A- (10x) |
| F#m | A | |
| Memory | yeah (4x) |
| (Repeat Chorus) |
| F#m | A | |
| Memory | yeah (2x) |

| C | F | F | Fmaj7 | Em7 | Dm7 | G7 | |
| INTRO |
| C | C | A7 | A7 | Dm | Dm(#7 | |
| Crazy, | I'm | crazy for | feeling so | lonely |
| G7 | C | |
| I'm | crazy,crazy for feeling | so blue |
| C | C | A7 | A7 | Dm | |
| I knew | you'd | love me as | long as you | wanted |
| G7 | G7 | G7 | |
| And then | someday | you'd |
| G7 | C | F | C | C7 | |
| leave me for | somebody | new |
| F | F | F | F | C | C | |
| Worry, | why do I | let myself | worry? |
| D7 | D7 | G7 | Dm7 | G7 | |
| Wond'ring | what in the world did | I do? |
| C | C | A7 | A7 | Dm | Dm(#7 | |
| Crazy | for | thinking that | my love could | hold you |
| Fmaj7 | Em7 | Dm7 | Cmaj7 | |
| I'm | crazy for | trying and | crazy for | crying |
| Dm7 | G7 | C | G# | |
| And I'm | crazy for | loving you |
| C# | C# | A#7 | A#7 | D#m | |
| Crazy | for | thinking that | my love could | hold you |
| F#maj7 | Fm7 | D#m7 | C#maj7 | |
| I'm | crazy for | trying and | crazy for | crying |
| D#m7 G#7 C# C# F# F# C# . |
| And I'm crazy for loving you. |
==-=--=---=----=-----=-------=---------=---------=-------=-----=----=---=--=-==
| Adam Schneider indigo@ucscb.ucsc.edu U.C. Santa Cruz |
| 'Your actions will follow you full circle 'round...' |
==-=--=---=----=-----=-------=---------=---------=-------=-----=----=---=--=-==

| D | G | C | G | |
| This thing | , called love, I just | can't | handle it, |
| D | G | C | G | |
| this, thing | , called love, I mus | t, get roun | d to it, |
| D | Bb | C | D | |
| I anit r | eady, C | razy little th | ing called lo | ve. |
| D | G | C | G | |
| This thing | , called love, it crie | s, in cr | addle at night, |
| D | G | C | G | |
| it sw | ings, it jives, it sha | kes, all overlike a j | elly-fis | h, |
| D | Bb | C | D | |
| I kinda lik | e it, C | razy little th | ing called lov | e. |
| G | C | G | |
| There goes my | baby, she k | nows how to rock and roll | , |
| Bb | E | A | |
| She drives me cr | azy, she gives me h | ot and cold f | ever, |
| F | EEEEEEE | A | |
| then she le | aves me in a cool, cool sweat. | --- |
| D | G | C | G | D | |
| I gotta be co | ol, relax, get hip, | get on | my track | s, take a b | ack seat, hitch-hike |
| G | C | G | D | |
| And ta | ke a long ride on my m | otor bi | ke until I'm rea | dy, |
| Bb | C | D | |
| Crazy Little thi | ng called lov | e. |
| during guitar solo |
| Bb-- D-- Bb-- E- A (let it ring)----- EEEEEE--- A |
| D | G | C | G | D | |
| I gotta be co | ol, relax, get hip, | get on | my track | s, take a b | ack seat, hitch-hike |
| G | C | G | D | |
| And ta | ke a long ride on my m | otor bi | ke until I'm rea | dy, |
| Bb | C | D | |
| Crazy Little thi | ng called lov | e. |
| Outro: |
| Bb | C | D | |
| Crazy little thi | ng called lov | e. |

| D | Dsus4 | Dadd9 | D | |
| It's a | ll the sam | e |
| Cadd9 | G | |
| Onl | y the names will c | hange |
| Cadd9 | G | F | C/E | D | |
| E | veryda | y it seems we're | wa | sting a | way |
| D | Dsus4 | Dadd9 | D | |
| Ano | ther pla | ce |
| Cadd9 | G | |
| Where the | faces are so c | old |
| Cadd9 | G | |
| I'd d | rive all n | ight |
| C/E | F | D | |
| Just to | get ba | ck ho | me |
| Chorus |
| Cadd9 | G | F | D | Dadd9 | D | |
| I'm a | cowboy, | on a | steel horse I r | ide |
| Cadd9 | G | C | F | D | |
| I'm | wanted | de | ad or al | ive |
| Cadd9 | G | C | F | D | |
| W | anted | d | ead or a | live |
| D | Dsus4 | Dadd9 | D | |
| Sometimes | I sleep, |
| Cadd9 | G | |
| Somet | imes it's not for d | ays |
| Cadd9 | G | F | D | |
| And | people I m | eet always g | o their separate | ways |
| D | Dsus4 | Dadd9 | D | |
| Sometimes | you tell the da | y |
| Cadd9 | G | |
| By the b | ottle that you | drink |
| Cadd9 | G | F | D | |
| And | times when you're al | l alone al | l you do is | think |
| **Chorus |
| **Solo |
| **Chorus |
| D | Dsus4 | Dadd9 | D | |
| I walk th | ese streets, |
| Cadd9 | G | |
| A loaded s | ix string on my b | ack |
| Cadd9 | G | C | F | D | |
| I | play for keep | s, 'cause I | might no | t make it | back |
| D | Dsus4 | Dadd9 | D | |
| I been ev | erywhere, |
| Cadd9 | G | |
| Still I'm | standing ta | ll |
| Cadd9 | G | |
| I've | seen a million | faces |
| C | F | D | |
| And I' | ve ro | cked them | all |
| Chorus: |
| Cadd9 | G | F | D | Dadd9 | D | |
| I'm a | cowboy, I g | ot the ni | ght on my s | ide |
| Cadd9 | G | C | F | D | |
| I'm | wanted | d | ead or a | live |
| C | F | G | |
| dead or | alive |
| C | F | D | |
| dead or | alive |

| C | |
| Don't get me | wrong |
| Am | |
| If I'm looking kind of | dazzled |
| F | |
| I see | neon lights |
| G7 | |
| Whenever you walk | by |
| C | |
| Don't get me | wrong |
| Am | |
| If you say hello and | I take a ride |
| F | |
| Upon a sea where the | mystic moon |
| G | |
| Is playing havoc | with the tide |
| C | Am | F | G | |
| Don't get me | wrong |
| C | |
| Don't get me | wrong |
| Am | |
| If I'm acting so dis | tracted |
| F | |
| I'm thinking about the | fireworks |
| G | |
| That go off when you | smile |
| C | |
| Don't get me | wrong |
| Am | |
| If I split like light re | fracted |
| F | G | |
| I'm only off to | wander |
| C | |
| Across a moonlit | mile |
| Dm | G | |
| Once in a while |
| Dm | G | |
| Two people meet |
| Dm | G | |
| Seemingly for no | reason |
| Dm | G | |
| They just | pass on the street |
| Dm | G | Dm | G | |
| Suddenly th | under, | showers everywhere |
| Who can explain the thunder and rain |
| C | Am | F | G | |
| But there's something in the a | ir |
| (something here which I was unable to work out, if anyone knows this bit tell me and I'll put it in!) |
| C | |
| Don't get me | wrong |
| Am | |
| If I come and go like | fashion |
| F | |
| I might be great to | morrow |
| G | |
| But hopeless yester | day |
| C | |
| Don't get me | wrong |
| Am | |
| If I fall in the mode of | passion |
| F | G | |
| It might be unbe | lievable |
| Am | |
| But let's not say so | long |
| F | G | |
| It might just be fan | tastic |
| Am | |
| Don't get me | wrong... |
| Am x 5 don't fade |

| G | D | Em | |
| Well I'm | on the | Downeaster | 'Alexa' |
| G | D | Em | |
| And I'm | cruising through | Block Island | Sound |
| C | G | Am | |
| I have | charted a | course to the | Vineyard |
| G | D | Em | |
| But | tonight I am | Nantucket | bound |
| C | D | G | C | |
| We took on | diesel back in | Montauk | yesterday |
| C | D | G | D | |
| And left this | morning from the | bell in Gardiner's | Bay |
| C | D | G | C | |
| Like all the | locals here I've | had to sell my | home |
| C | D | G | D | |
| Too proud to | leave I worked my | fingers to the | bone |
| G | D | Em | |
| So I could | own my | Downeaster | 'Alexa' |
| G | D | Em | |
| And I | go where the | ocean is | deep |
| C | G | Am | |
| There are | giants out | there in the | canyons |
| G | D | Em | |
| And a | good captain | can't fall | asleep |
| C | D | G | C | |
| I've got | bills to pay and | children who need | clothes |
| C | D | G | D | |
| I know there's | fish out there | but where God only | knows |
| C | D | G | C | |
| They say these | waters aren't | what they used to | be |
| C | D | G | D | |
| But I've got | people back on | land who count on | me |
| G | D | Em | |
| So if you | see my | Downeaster | 'Alexa' |
| G | D | Em | |
| And if you | work with the | rod and the | reel |
| C | G | Am | |
| Tell my | wife I am | trolling | Atlantis |
| G | D | Em | |
| And I | still have my | hands on the | wheel |
| G | D | Em | |
| Now I | drive my | Downeaster | 'Alexa' |
| G | D | Em | |
| More and | more miles from | shore every | year |
| C | G | Am | |
| Since they | tell me I | can't sell no | stripers |
| G | D | Em | |
| And there's | no luck in | swordfishing | here. |
| C | D | G | C | |
| I was a | bayman like my | father was | before |
| C | D | G | D | |
| Can't make a | living as a | bayman | anymore |
| C | D | G | C | |
| There ain't much | future for a | man who works the | sea |
| C | D | G | D | |
| But there ain't no | island left for | islanders like | me |

Date:
From: Jason Neus
Subject: Every Once In A While by Blackhawk
Every Once In A While (Henry Paul/Van0 Stephenson/Dave Robbins)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Performed By Blackhawk
(C) 1994 EMI Blackwood Music Inc.
INTRO: A E A E B E A E B
E A
When The Moon Is Bright
E B
On A Saturday Night
E A B
There's A Thousand Stars In The Sky
E A E B
On A Winding Road Her Memory Flows
A E B
She'll Face The Fact
A E B
She Wants To Go Back
CHORUS:
A E A B
She Opens Her Heart To An Old Memory
A E B
She Closes Her Eyes And She Smiles
A E B A
Just Ask Her If She Ever Still Thinks About Me
E B A
She'll Say Every Once In A While
E B A
Every Once In A While
BREAK: E A E B E A E B
E A
She Tries To Forget
E B
But She Hasn't Yet
E A B
Not A Single Day Goes By
E A E B
That Feeling Again Remindes Her Of When
A E B
I Held Her Tight
A E B
It Felt So Right
Repeat CHORUS
BREAK: E A E B E A E B E A E B E A E B
A B
And Every Once In A While
E B A
She Calls My Name Out Loud
B
And When She Thinks About Us
A E B
She'll Face The Fact
A E B
She Wants To Go Back
Repeat CHORUS
E B A
Every Once In A While
E B A
Every Once In A While
OUTRO: E A E B Repeat and Fade

E------------------------------------------
A--------------------------------0---------
D--0---------4---------2----------2--------
G-----2--2------6--6------4--4-----0-------
B----3--3-3----7--7-7----5--5-5------2-----
e---2--2------5--5------3--3--------2------
| D | F#m | Em | Aii | |
| Dont always | have to fuck her hard, | in fact sometimes thats no | t right, to do |
| D | F#m | Em | Aii | |
| Sometimes you got to | make some love, | and fuckin giver some | smoochy smooch |
| (The opening picking plays throught most of the song except for whats below and a few other times) |
| (strumming) |
| Bm | G | Bm | G | |
| Sometimes you have to | squeeze, | sometimes you have to say | please |
| D | A | |
| Somtimes you have to say | hey |
| (Picking) |
| D | F#m | Em | Aii | |
| Im gonna | fuck you | softly, i | m gonna screw you | gently |
| D | F#m | Em | Aii | |
| Im gonna | hump you | sweetly, i | m gonna ball you | discretly |
| (strumming) |
| Bm | G | |
| And then you'll say | hey I brought you flowers |
| D | A | |
| And then you'll say | wait a minute Sally |
| Bm | G | |
| I think i got | somethin in my teeth |
| D | A | |
| Will you | get it out for me, | Thats fuckin teamwork |
| (picking) |
| D | F#m | |
| What's your favorite | posish? |
| Em | Aii | |
| That's cool with me it's not my | favorite but I'll do it for you. |
| D | F#m | |
| What's your favorite | dish? |
| Em | Aii | |
| I'm not gonna | cook it but I'll order it from | Zanzibar! |
| (strumming) |
| Bm | G | |
| And then I'm gonna | love you completely, |
| D | A | |
| and then I'll fucking | fuck you discreetly, |
| Bm | G | |
| and then I'll fucking | bone you completely. |
| D | A | C | D | |
| But | then I'm gonna | fuck you | hard! | Hard. |
| www.geocities.com/guayaberabrother |

--------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
| G | C | C | G | D | G | C | C | G | D |
| G | C | C | G | D | |
| She's a go | od gi | rl, lo | ves h | er m | ama |
| G | C | C | G | D | |
| Loves J | esu | s and A | mer | ica t | oo |
| G | C | C | G | D | |
| She's a g | ood g | irl, cr | azy 'b | out El | vis |
| G | C | C | G | D | |
| Loves h | orse | s and her b | oyfri | end t | oo |
| G | C | C | G | D | |
| It's a long day living in Reseda |
| There's a freeway runnin' through the yard |
| And I'm a bad boy cos I don't even miss her |
| I'm a bad boy for breakin' her heart |
| CHORUS: |
| G | C | C | G | D | G | C | C | G | D | |
| And I'm fr | ee | , | free fall | in | ' |
| G | C | C | G | D | G | C | C | G | D | |
| Yeah I'm fr | ee | , | free fallin | ' |
| All the vampires walkin' through the valley |
| Move west down Ventura Boulevard |
| And all the bad boys are standing in the shadows |
| All the good girls are home with broken hearts ...CHORUS |
| G | C | C | G | D | |
| (b | ack | in | g | vocal part): |
| G | C | C | G | D | G | C | C | G | D | |
| F | ree fa | llin', now I'm a, | fr | ee fall | in', now I'm a |
| G | C | C | G | D | |
| F | ree fa | llin', now I'm a, | fr | ee fall | in', now I'm a |
| 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...CHORUS (with backing vocals) |
| CHORUS (and backing vocals) AGAIN |
| (from Full Moon Fever, 1989) |
| (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawai |

| INTRO: A / D A D / G D A / D A D / G A... |
| A | D | A | D | |
| I had a friend was a big b | aseball player | back in high sc | hool |
| A | D | A | D | |
| He could throw that s | peed ball by you, m | ake you look like a f | ool boy |
| E | D | |
| Saw him the other night at this roadside bar, I was walkin' | in he was |
| E | D | |
| walkin' out. We went bac | k inside, sat down, had a few drinks, but al | l he |
| E | |
| kept talkin' abo | ut |
| A | D | A | |
| Glory D | ays, well they'll p | ass you by, Glory D | ays, in |
| D | A | E | |
| the wink of a yo | ung girls eye Glory Day | s, Glory Days | . |
| BRIDGE: E / A E E / A E D / G D E |
| Additional lyrics |
| There's a girl that lives block back in school she could turn all the boy's heads |
| Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinks after she put' her kids to bed |
| Her and her husband Bobby well they split up I guess it's two years gone by now |
| We just sit around talking about the old times she says when she feels like crying |
| she stars laughing thinking about |
| Glory days ... |
| Think I'm going down to the well tonight and I'm going to drink til I get my fill |
| And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it, but I probably will |
| Yeah just sitting back trying to racapture a little of the glory of |
| But time slips away and leaves you with nothing mister |
| but boring stories of |
| Glory days ... |
| All right boys keep it rocking now |
| We gonna go home now |
| Let's go |
| Glory days ... |

| -## | |
| From sportiga@uoguelph.ca Thu Jan 13 16:37:34 1994 |
| Received: from herman.cs.uoguelph.ca by snowhite.cis.uoguelph.ca (5.64/1.35) |
| id AA28959; Thu, 13 Jan 94 16:37:34 -0500 |
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| Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 16:38:49 -0500 |
| From: Steve L Portigal |
| To: sportiga@herman.cs.uoguelph.ca |
| Subject: (fwd) Re: REQ: F'wood Mac - Go Your Own Way |
| Newsgroups: alt.guitar.tab |
| Organization: Akbar and Jeff's Thesis Hut |
| Reply-To: stevep@snowhite.cis.uoguelph.ca |
| Status: O |
| Path: nermal.cs.uoguelph.ca!torn!howland.reston.ans.net!europa.eng.gtefsd.com!emory!gatech!news-feed-2.peachnet.edu!umn.edu!gaia.ucs.orst.edu!osshe.edu!news.uoregon.edu!netnews.nwnet.net!news.u.washington.edu!news |
| From: krh@u.washington.edu (Ken Harris) |
| Newsgroups: alt.guitar.tab |
| Subject: Re: REQ: F'wood Mac - Go Your Own Way |
| Date: 13 Jan 1994 01:48:39 GMT |
| Organization: University of Washington |
| Lines: 66 |
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| References: <2h1iso$n16@nermal.cs.uoguelph.ca> |
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| In article <2h1iso$n16@nermal.cs.uoguelph.ca> |
| sportiga@herman.cs.uoguelph.ca (Steve L Portigal) writes: |
| I really like this Fleetwood Mac song. Anyone help me out? |
| Steve |
| Here's my attempt, please forgive any major mistakes I'm going by |
| memory. |
| The song is in F, and he (Lindsey Buckingham) uses several guitars, some |
| with capos some with distortion, feedback (cool.) So I'll just give the |
| basic cord names, which I usually play bar chords: |
| F at the 8th fret |
| C at the 3rd |
| D at the 5th |
| Bb at the 1st |
| Also Lindsey makes extensive use of a Fsus9/F/Fsus9/F (I think that |
| is what it is called) sequence as well the same in Bb etc. Those are |
| realtively easy to do using bar cords: |
| Fsus9 | F | Fsus9 | F |
----------------------------------------------
----------8--------8----------8----------8----
---------10-------10---------10---------10----
---------10-------10---------10---------10----
---------11-------10---------11---------10-----
-----------------------------------------------
| I'm going to leave these out, 'cus I'm inexperienced at tabulature as |
| well as text editors, and the two make a nasty combination. |
| F | C | Bb | |
| Loving you isn't the right thing to do |
| Bb | F | |
| H | ow can I ever change things that I feel? |
| F | C | Bb | |
| If I could Baby I'd give you my world |
| Bb | F | |
| How can I if you won't take it from me? |
| Dm | Bb | C | |
| You can | go your ow | n way (Go your own way) |
| Dm | Bb | C | |
| You can | call it an | other lonely day (another lonely day) |
| etc..etc.. |
| Hope that helps. |
| Ken Harris |
| krh@u.washinton.edu |
| -- |
+----------------------------------------------------------------------------+
| | Steve Portigal, Dep't of CIS, University of Guelph, Guelph, ON, N1G 2W1 | |
| | email: stevep@snowhite.cis.uoguelph.ca Phone: (519) 824-4120 ext 3580 | |
| | Remove Jamesb@nevada.edu as the 'official' guitar tablature archivist! | |
| | I never sought perfection, I loved her for her flaws.. | |
+----------------------------------------------------------------------------+

| INTRO: |
[G] |----------------------------| |----------------------------| |-------0-------------0------| |----------0-------------0---| |----------------------------| |-3--3----------3--3---------|
| INTRO (pt II): |
[G] [Cadd9] [Dsus4] |---------------------------------------------| |-------3----------3-----------3---------3----| |----------0---------0-----------0-----2---2--| |---0-----------0-----------2--------0--------| |------------------------3--------------------| |-3-----------3-------------------------------|
| VERSE: |
[G] [Cadd9] [Dsus4] |---------------------------------------------| |-------3----------3-----------3---------3----| |----------0---------0-----------0-----2---2--| |---0-----------0-----------2--------0--------| |------------------------3--------------------| |-3-----------3-------------------------------|
| POST-VERSE: |
[Em] [Dsus4] [Cadd9] [G] |---------------------------------------------| |-----3---------3----------3---------3--------| |-------0-----2---2----------0---------0------| |---2-------0------------2---------0----------| |----------------------3----------------------| |-0------------------------------3------------|
| CHORUS: |
[Em] [G] [Em] [G] [Em] [Dsus4] |---------------------------------------------------------| |-----3---------3---------3--------3---------3-------3----| |-------0---------0---------0--------0---------0-------2--| |---2---------0---------2--------0---------2-------0------| |---------------------------------------------------------| |-0---------3---------0--------3---------0----------------|
| OUTRO: |
[Dsus4] [G] |----------3--| |----------3--| |-2--------0--| |----0-----0--| |-------0--2--| |----------3--|
| LYRICS: |
[G] [Cadd9] [D]
| Another turning point a fork stuck in the road |
[G] [Cadd9] [D]
| time grabs you by the wrist directs you where to go |
[Em] [D] [C] [G]
| so make the best of this test and don't ask why |
[Em] [D] [C] [G]
| it's not a question but a lesson learned in time |
[Em] [G] [Em] [G]
| it's something unpredictable but in the end it's right |
[Em] [D] [G]
| i hope you had the time of your life |
| so take the photographs and stillframes in your mind |
| hang it on a shelf of good health and good time |
| tatoos and memories and dead skin on trial |
| for what it's worth it was worth all the while |
| it's something unpredictable but in the end it's right |
| i hope you had the time of your life |
| {play intro ptII, verse and post-verse with no words then chorus with words |
| then intro ptII, then chorus (words) and finally the outro) |

Goodbye Says It All - Blackhawk
Intro: A (8 bars)
Verse1: A D
It's another back door, sneaking in, where ya been midnight
A D
quiet as a Mack truck, lotsa luck, thinkin' up an alibi
E A
but every light in the house is on
D
everything is gone
Chorus: E A D
she left me no chance at redemption no further exemption
E A D
just a big red goodbye in lipstick on the wall
E D A
Goodbye says it all
E A D
no long explanation, no reconciliation
E A D
no 'let's talk it over' number I can call
E D A
Goodbye says it all
E D A
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
Verse2: Coulda thrown a knock down, scream and shout, have it out tirade
She coulda made it real tough, bringin' up all the hell that I raised
but no more wasted words on me
no she kept it short and sweet
[CHORUS]
Solo: |E |A |D | ||
|E A |D |E D |A ||
Bridge: E A
but no more wasted words on me
D
no she kept it short and sweet
[CHORUS]
E D A
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
E D A
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
E
Goodbye says it all
Charted by Rick Schofield (rds@rds.mv.com)

E[----------------------------------------------------]---------]
Goodbye To Romance Solo by Ozzy Osbourne
p = Pull Off h = Hammer On b = Bend / = Slide ~ = Vibrato
This is the tab for the Goodbye To Romance solo played by the great Randy Rhoads.
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e[--9p7----7---------------------------------] B[------10---10-8p7---7---------------7~~~~--] G[------------------9---9--7--6--7--9--------] D[-------------------------------------------] A[-------------------------------------------] E[-------------------------------------------]
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| D | A | C | G | D | |
| H | ere I st | and h | ead | in h | and, |
| G | C | G | |
| T | urn my face to the w | all. |
| D | A | C | G | D | |
| If she's g | one I c | an't | go | on, |
| G | C | G | A | |
| F | eeling two feet s | ma | ll. |
| D | A | C | G | D | |
| Ev | erywhe | re p | eop | le st | are, |
| G | C | G | |
| E | ach and every d | ay. |
| D | A | C | G | D | |
| I can s | ee them l | augh | at | me, |
| G | C | G | A | |
| A | nd I hear them | saa... | ay, |
| D | G | D | A | |
| H | ey, you've got to h | ide your lo | ve a | way! |
| D | G | D | A | |
| H | ey, you've got to h | ide your lo | ve a | way! |
| D | A | C | G | D | |
| H | ow can | I | eve | n t | ry? |
| G | C | G | |
| I can never w | in. |
| D | A | C | G | D | |
| H | earing th | em, s | eein | g t | hem, |
| G | C | G | A | |
| I | n the state I'm | in, |
| D | A | C | G | D | |
| How could s | he s | ay t | o me, |
| G | C | G | |
| 'L | ove will find a w | ay'? |
| D | A | C | G | D | |
| G | ather 'r | ound a | ll y | ou clo | wns, |
| G | C | G | A | |
| L | et me hear you | saa... | ay, |
| D | G | D | A | |
| H | ey, you've got to h | ide your lo | ve a | way! |
| D | G | D | A | |
| H | ey, you've got to h | ide your lo | ve a | way! |

| Asus2 | |
| I don't wanna hear about it anymore. |
| F#m11 | |
| It's a | shame I've got to live without you, anymore. |
| Esus4 | E | |
| There's a | fire in my heart, a | pounding in my brain |
| Dsus2 | E | |
| driving me | crazy. |
| Asus2 | |
| We don't need to talk about it anymore. |
| F#m11 | |
| Yesterday's just a memory, can we close the door. |
| Esus4 | E | |
| I | just made one mistake, I | didn't know what to say |
| Dsus2 | E | |
| when you called me | baby. |
| F | G | F | Am | F | |
| Don't say goo | dnight, | say you're gonna | stay forever. |
| G | Asus4 | |
| Whoa | all the | way. |
| Chorus: |
| D | A | Bm | |
| Can you take | me | high enough, |
| Em | G | A | |
| to fly me over (fly me | over) | yesterday. |
| D | A/C# | Bm | Em | |
| Can you take | me hig | h enough, | it's never over |
| G(add9 | |
| and | yesterday's just a memory (just a memory). |
| Verse 2: |
| Asus2 | |
| I don't wanna live without you anymore. |
| F#m11 | |
| Can't you see I'm in misery, and you know for sure. |
| Esus4 | E | |
| I would | live and die for you, and I'd | know just what to do |
| Dsus2 | E | |
| When you call me | baby. |
| F | G | F | Am | F | |
| Don't say goo | dbye, | say you're gonna | stay forever. |
| G | Asus4 | |
| Whoa | all the | way. |
| Chorus: |
| D | A | Bm | |
| Can you take | me | high enough, |
| Em | G | A | |
| to fly me over (fly me | over) | yesterday. |
| D | A/C# | Bm | Em | |
| Can you take | me hig | h enough, | it's never over |
| G | A | |
| and | yesterday's just a | memory. |
| Bridge: |
| Bm | D | A | |
| Whoa (who | a) I was | running for the door. |
| Bm | D | A | |
| Whoa (who | a) the next | thing I remembered. |
| Bm | D | A | |
| Whoa (who | a) I was | running back for more. |
| Bm | D | A | |
| Yeah, | yeah | yeah yeah. |
| Solo: |
| E > B > C#m > F#m > A > B |
| E > B/D# > C#m > F#m > A > B |
| G | A | G | Bm | G | |
| Don't say goo | dbye, | say you're gonna | stay forever. |
| A | Bsus4 | A | |
| Whoa | all the | way, all the | way, yeaaaaaah. |
| Chorus: |
| D | A | Bm | |
| Can you take | me | high enough, |
| Em | G | A | |
| to fly me over (fly me | over) | yesterday. |
| D | A/C# | Bm | Em | |
| Can you take | me hig | h enough, | it's never over |
| G | A | |
| whoa, whoa, | whoa oh. |
| D | A | Bm | |
| Can you take | me | high enough, |
| Em | G | A | |
| to fly me over (fly me | over) | yesterday. |
| D | A/C# | Bm | Em | |
| Can you take | me hig | h enough, | it's never over |
| G | A | D | |
| whoa, whoa, | whoa oh. |
| Outro: D > Bm > Bm/A > Bm/G > D(add9) |

| Intro: G x4 |
| G | C | |
| I met a gin-soaked barroom queen i | n Memphis |
| G | A | D | |
| She trie | d to take me u | pstairs for a | ride |
| G | C | |
| She | had to heave me right across her | shoulders |
| G | D | G | |
| ‘cause I | just can't seem to | drink her off my | mind |
| G | D | G | |
| She's a | Ho - n | ky-tonk w | oman |
| G | D | G | |
| Gimmie, gimmie, | gimmie those honky-ton | k blues |
| G | C | |
| I layed divorcee in New Y | ork City |
| G | A | D | |
| I ha | d to put up | some kind of | a fight |
| G | C | |
| The lady then she covered me with | roses |
| G | D | G | |
| She bl | ew my nose and | then she blew my | mind |
| Chorus |

Listen To The Song And You Will Be Able To Figure Out The Pattern Of The Cords.
[-0--0--2--4--2--0--2--0-] [-2--0--2--6--3--2--3--0-] [-2--1--3--6--2--2--2--1-] [-2--2--4--6--0--2--0--2-] / Repeats Throughout Song [-0--2--4--4-----------2-] / [-0--0--2--4-----------0-] /

| C | |
| It's a lit | tle past supper time |
| G | |
| I'm still out on the porch step |
| Am | F | |
| Sittin' on m | y behind, waiting for you | . |
| C | |
| Wond | ering if everything was all right? |
| G | |
| Mo | mma said, 'Come in boy don't waste your time.' |
| Am | F | |
| I said, ' | I got time. Well he'll be here soo | n.' |
| G | Am | F | |
| I was | five years old and ta | lkin to myse | lf |
| G | Am | |
| Wh | ere were you? Wher | e'd ya go? |
| F | |
| Daddy can't you t | ell? |
| (Chorus) |
| C | |
| I'm not tryin' to fake it, |
| F | |
| and I | ain't the one to blame. |
| Am | |
| No, there's no | one home |
| G | F | |
| In my house of p | ain. |
| C | |
| I didn't write these pages and |
| F | |
| my sc | ripts been re-arranged. |
| Am | |
| No, there's | no one home |
| G | F | |
| in my house of p | ain. |
| C | |
| Wa | sn't I worth the time? |
| G | |
| A | boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime |
| Am | F | |
| And | all the time I looked up to you | . |
| C | |
| I paced my ro | om a million times. |
| G | |
| And al | l I ever got was one big line |
| Am | F | |
| The s | ame old lie. How could yo | u? |
| G | Am | F | |
| Well I was eighteen and still ta | lkin' to my | self. |
| Am | G | |
| Where were you? | Where'd you go? |
| F | |
| Daddy can't ya te | ll? |
| Chorus 2x |

| Em | G | A | C | |
| There | is a | house in | New | Orleans they |
| Em | G | B7 | |
| call the | Rising | Sun and its |
| Em | G | A | C | |
| been the | ruin of | many poor | girl, and |
| Em | B | Em | G | A | C | |
| me, oh | God, for | one. |
| Em | G | A | C | |
| If | I had | listened to what | my mother | said, |
| Em | G | B7 | |
| I'd have | been at | home to | day, |
| Em | G | A | C | |
| But | I was | young and | folish, oh | God, |
| Em | B | Em | G | A | C | |
| Let a | rambler | lead me | astray. |
| Em | G | A | C | |
| Go | tell my | baby | sister, |
| Em | G | B7 | |
| Don't | do what | I have | done |
| Em | G | A | C | |
| But | shun that | house in | New Orl | eans |
| Em | B | Em | G | A | C | |
| They | call the | Rising | Sun |
| Em | G | A | C | |
| I'm | goin' | back to | New Or | leans |
| Em | G | B7 | |
| My | race is | almost | run, |
| Em | G | A | C | |
| I'm | goin' | back to | spend my | life |
| Em | B | Em | G | A | C | Em | B | Em | |
| Beneath that | Rising | Sun |

| Am | C | D | F | Am | E7 | Am | E7 |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| There | is a h | ouse in | New Orleans |
| Am | C | E7 | |
| They | call the | Rising | Sun and its |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| been the | ruin of | many-a-poor | boy and |
| Am | E7 | Am | C | D | F | Am | E7 | Am | E7 | |
| God, I k | now I'm | one. |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| My | mother | was a | tailor... |
| Am | C | E7 | |
| sewed my | new blue | jeans |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| My | father | was a | gamblin | man |
| Am | E7 | Am | C | D | F | Am | E7 | Am | E7 | |
| .. | down in | New Or | leans.. |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| Now the | only | thing a | gambler | needs |
| Am | C | E7 | |
| Is a | suitcase | and a | trunk |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| And the | only | time he is | satis | fied |
| Am | E7 | Am | C | D | F | Am | E7 | Am | E7 | |
| Is | when he's | all | drunk |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| Oh | mother | tell your | child | ren |
| Am | C | E7 | |
| Not to | do what | I have | done |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| .. | Spend your | life in | sin and mis | ery |
| Am | E7 | Am | C | D | F | Am | E7 | Am | E7 | |
| In the | house of the | rising | Sun |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| Well I've got | one foot | on the | platform |
| Am | C | E7 | |
| the | other on | the | train |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| I'm | going | back to | New Or | leans |
| Am | E7 | Am | C | D | F | Am | E7 | Am | E7 | |
| to | wear that | ball and | chain.. |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| Well there | is a | house in | New Or | leans |
| Am | C | E7 | |
| they | call the | Rising | Sun |
| Am | C | D | F | |
| and it's | been the | ruin of | many a poor | boy |
| Am | E7 | Am | C | D | F | Am | E7 | Am | E7 | |
| and | God I | know I'm | one |
| Corrected by NovaEnigma |

| '>palamin0@countrytabs.com |
| (verse 1) |
| D | D7 | G | |
| Oh Lord my God when I in aw | esome wo | nder |
| D | A | A7 | D | |
| Consider a | ll the wo | rlds thy h | ands have ma | de |
| D7 | G | |
| I see the stars, I hear the ro | lling thu | nder |
| D | A | A7 | D | |
| Thy power throug | hout the u | nive | rse disp | layed |
| (chorus) |
| A | G | D | G | D | |
| T | hen sings | my s | oul my sa | vior God to th | ee |
| A | |
| How great thou a | rt |
| A7 | D | |
| How g | reat thou a | rt |
| A | G | D | G | D | |
| T | hen sings | my s | oul my sa | vior God to th | ee |
| A | A7 | D | |
| How great thou a | rt how g | reat thou a | rt |
| (verse 2) |
| When thru the woods and forest glades I wander |
| And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees |
| When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur |
| And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze |
| (chorus) |
| A | G | D | G | D | |
| T | hen sings | my s | oul my sa | vior God to th | ee |
| A | |
| How great thou a | rt |
| A7 | D | |
| How g | reat thou a | rt |
| A | G | D | G | D | |
| T | hen sings | my s | oul my sa | vior God to th | ee |
| A | A7 | D | |
| How great thou a | rt how g | reat thou a | rt |
| (verse 3) |
| And when I think that God, his Son not sparing |
| Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in |
| That on the cross my burden gladly bearing |
| He bled and died to take away my sin |
| (chorus) |
| A | G | D | G | D | |
| T | hen sings | my s | oul my sa | vior God to th | ee |
| A | |
| How great thou a | rt |
| A7 | D | |
| How g | reat thou a | rt |
| A | G | D | G | D | |
| T | hen sings | my s | oul my sa | vior God to th | ee |
| A | A7 | D | |
| How great thou a | rt how g | reat thou a | rt |
| (verse 4) |
| When Christ shall come With shout of acclamation |
| To take me home What joy shall fill my heart |
| Then I shall bow in humble adoration |
| And there proclaim my God how great thou art |
| (chorus) |
| A | G | D | G | D | |
| T | hen sings | my s | oul my sa | vior God to th | ee |
| A | |
| How great thou a | rt |
| A7 | D | |
| How g | reat thou a | rt |
| A | G | D | G | D | |
| T | hen sings | my s | oul my sa | vior God to th | ee |
| A | A7 | D | |
| How great thou a | rt how g | reat thou a | rt |


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| G |
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| G | C | G | |
| I wanna sing that | rock and | roll, |
| A | D | |
| I want to electri | fy my | soul, |
| G | |
| Cause | everybody been making a shout, |
| C | |
| So | big and loud, been drownin' me out, |
| G | D | G | |
| I want to sing that | rock and | roll. |
| Em | C | G | |
| I want to reach that | glory | land, |
| D | A | D | D7 | |
| I want to shake my | Saviour's | hand, |
| G | C | G | |
| And | I wanna sing that | rock and | roll, |
| A | D | |
| I want to electri | fy my | soul, |
| G | |
| Cause | everybody been making a shout, |
| C | |
| So | big and loud, been drownin' me out, |
| G | D | G | |
| I wanna sing that | rock and | roll. |
| Em | C | G | |
| I been a traveling | near and | far, |
| D | A | D | D7 | |
| But | I want to lay down my | old | guitar. |
| G | C | G | |
| And | I wanna to sing that | rock and | roll, |
| A | D | |
| I want to electri | fy my | soul, |
| G | |
| Cause | everybody been making a shout, |
| C | |
| So | big and loud, been drownin' me out, |
| G | D | G | |
| I wanna sing that | rock and | roll. |
| SOLO |
| Em | C | G |
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| D | A | D |
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| G | C |
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| G | D | G |
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| Em | C | G | |
| I been a traveling | near a | nd far, |
| D | A | D | |
| Bu | t I want | to | lay down my old guitar. |
| G | C | G | |
| I wanna sing | t | hat rock and roll, |
| A | D | |
| I want to el | ectrify my | soul, |
| G | |
| Cause everybody been making a shout, |
| C | |
| So big and loud, been drownin' me out, |
| G | D | |
| I wanna sing that | rock and roll. |
| G | D | G | |
| I wanna sing th | at rock and roll. |

| G | D | Em |
| VERSE1: |
| G | D | |
| You know I never meant to see you | again |
| Em | D | |
| And I only passed by as a | friend |
| G | D | |
| All this time I stayed out of | sight |
| Em | |
| I started wondering | why? |
| CHORUS: |
| C | D | C | |
| Now I, I wish it would | rain down, down on | me |
| D | C | |
| Yes I wish it would | rain, rain down on me | now |
| D | C | |
| Yes I wish it would | rain down, down on | me |
| D | |
| Yes I wish it would | rain on me |
| VERSE2: |
| You said you didn`t need a me in your life |
| I guess you were right |
| Well I never meant to cause you no pain |
| But it looks like I did it again |
| BRIDGE: |
| G | A | C | G | |
| Though your | hurt is gone, mines | hanging on, ins | ide |
| G | A | |
| And I know, | its eating me through every | night and day |
| C | G | |
| I`m just | waiting on your | sign |
| G | D | |
| `Cos I know, I know | I never meant to cause you no pain |
| Em | D | |
| And I | realize I let you down |
| G | |
| But I know in my heart of hearts |
| D | Em | |
| I knew I`m never gonna hold you | again |
| Now I, I wish it would rain down... |

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| Dm | |
| I guess this time you're really | leaving |
| F | C | |
| I hear your suitcase say good- | bye |
| Dm | |
| and as my broken heart lies | bleeding |
| F | C | |
| you say true love is sui- | cide. |
| Dm | |
| You say you cried a thousand | rivers |
| F | C | |
| and now you're swimming for the | shore |
| Am | Dm | |
| you left me drowning in my | tears |
| F | G | |
| and you won't save me any- | more. |
| N.C. | |
| I'm praying to God you'll give me one more chance girl. |
CHORUS: |
| C | |
| I'll be there for you |
| Am | |
| these five words I swear to you |
| Dm | |
| when you | breathe I wanna be the air for you |
| F | G | C | |
| I'll be | there for | you. |
| C | |
| I'd live and I'd die for you |
| Am | |
| I'd steal the sun from the sky for you |
| Dm | |
| words can't say what love can do |
| F | G | C | |
| I'll be | there for | you. |
| I know you we've had some good times |
| now they have thir own hiding place |
| I can promise you tomorrow |
| but I can't buy back yesterday. |
| And baby you know my hands are dirty (and baby you know my hands are dirty) |
| but I wanted to be your valentine |
| I'll be the water when you get thirsty baby |
| when you get drunk I'll be the wine. (Jon's scream) |
| CHORUS |
| And I wasn't there when you where happy |
| and I wasn't there when you were down, down down |
| I didn't mean to miss your birthday baby |
| I wish I'd seen you blow those candles out. |
| CHORUS |
| -- |
| ------------------------ |
| Mario Gagnon |
| Northern Telecom Canada |
| mariogag@bnr.ca |
| Back to index / b / bon_jo |

| C | G | Am | |
| If I get m | urdered in t | he city |
| F | G | C | |
| don't go r | evenging in my n | ame |
| C | G | Am | |
| One person | dead from such is | plenty |
| F | G | C | |
| No need to | go get locked | away. |
| Am | G | C | |
| When I le | ave your a | rms |
| Am | G | C | |
| the thin | gs that I think | of |
| Am | G | C | |
| No need | to get ov | eralarmed |
| Am | G | |
| I'm comin | g home |
| ***Interlude goes something like*** |
| C | G | Am | F | C | G | C |
| ***Just like the beginning verse but C and G reversed.*** |
| C | G | Am | |
| I wonder | which sibling | is better |
| F | G | C | |
| which on | e our parents loved t | he most |
| C | G | Am | |
| I sure did | get in lots of trouble |
| F | G | C | |
| They seeme | d to let the ot | her go |
| Am | G | C | |
| A tear fell fro | m my fathers | eye |
| Am | G | C | |
| I wondered wha | t my dad would | say |
| ***Careful here it changes up a bit*** |
| Am | G | C | F | |
| He'd say I l | ove you a | nd I'm proud of y | ou both |
| C | G | C | |
| In so | many different w | ays |
| ***Interlude again minus the C cause we just played one*** |
| G | Am | F | C | G | C |
| C | G | Am | |
| If I get | murdered in the | city |
| F | G | C | |
| Go read | the letter in my d | esk |
| C | G | Am | |
| Don't bother | with all my belong | ings |
| F | G | C | |
| But pay a | ttention to the li | st |
| Am | G | C | |
| Make sure my sis | ter knows I | loved her |
| Am | G | C | |
| Make sure my | mother knows the | same |
| F | |
| Always remembe | r there was nothing worth sharing |
| Am | C | |
| like the l | ove that let us share | our name. |
| **last lines twice*** |

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| Am | C | G5 | G5/F | Em | G | F | D | |
| 0 | 0 | 3 | 3 | 0 | 3 | 1 | 2 |
| 1 1 3 3 0 0 1 3 |
| 2 0 0 0 0 0 2 2 |
| 2 2 0 0 2 0 3 0 |
| 0 3 x x 2 2 3 x |
| 0 0 3 1 0 3 0 x |
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| Am | C | |
| If you could only | see the way she | loves me |
| G5 | |
| Then maybe you would | understand |
| G5/F | Am | C | |
| Why I feel this | way about our | love |
| G5 | |
| And what I must | do |
| Am | C | G5 | |
| If you could only | see how blue her | eyes can be when she | says |
| G5/F | |
| When she says she loves me |
| Am | Em | G | F | |
| Am | |
| Well you got your reasons |
| F | D | |
| And you got your | lies |
| Am | |
| And you got your manipulations |
| F | D | |
| They cut me down to | size |
| Am | C | |
| Sayin you love but | you dont |
| G5 | |
| You give your love but | you wont |
| Am | C | |
| If you could only | see the way she | loves me |
| G5 | |
| Then maybe you would | understand |
| G5/F | Am | C | |
| Why I feel this | way about our | love |
| G5 | |
| And what I must | do |
| G5/F | Am | C | G5 | |
| If you could only | see how blue her | eyes can be when she | says |
| G5/F | Am | Em | G | F | |
| When she says she lo | ves m | e |
| Am | Em | G | F | |
| Am | |
| Seems the road less traveled |
| F | D | |
| Shows happiness un | raveled |
| Am | |
| And you got to take a little dirt |
| F | |
| To keep what you | love |
| D | |
| Thats what you gotta do |
| Am | C | |
| Sayin you love but | you dont |
| G5 | |
| You give your love but | you wont |
| G5/F | G5 | |
| Youre stretching out your | arms to something thats | just not there |
| Am | C | |
| Sayin you love where | you stand |
| G5 | |
| Give your heart when you | can |
| Am | C | |
| If you could only | see the way she | loves me |
| G5 | |
| Then maybe you would | understand |
| G5/F | Am | C | |
| Why I feel this | way about our | love |
| G5 | |
| And what I must | do |
| G5/F | Am | C | G5 | |
| If you could only | see how blue her | eyes can be when she | says |
| Em | Em | F | G | D | |
| When she says she l | oves | me |
| Em | F | G | Am | |
| (x3) |
| Am | C | |
| Sayin you love but | you dont |
| G5 | G5/F | |
| You give your love but | you wont | (She won't) |
| Am | C | |
| Sayin you love where | you stand |
| G5 | |
| Give your heart when you | can |
| Am | C | |
| If you could only | see the way she | loves me |
| G5 | |
| Then maybe you would | understand |
| G5/F | Am | C | |
| Why I feel this way | about our love |
| G5 | |
| And what I must | do |
| G5/F | Am | C | G5 | |
| If you could only | see how blue her | eyes can be when she | says |
| G5/F | |
| When she says she loves me |

| Dm | |
| I guess this time you're | really leaving |
| F | C | |
| I heard y | our suitcase say | goodbye |
| Dm | |
| And as my broken heart lies bl | eeding |
| F | C | |
| Y | ou say true love is | suicide |
| Dm | |
| You say you've cried a tho | usand rivers |
| F | C | |
| And now y | ou're swimming f | or the shore |
| Dm | |
| You left me drowning in | my tears |
| F | E7 | |
| And y | ou won't save m | e anymore |
| G | |
| Now I'm praying t | o God you'll give me one more chance, girl |
| Chorus: |
| C | |
| I'll be th | ere for you |
| G | |
| These f | ive words I swear to you |
| Am | |
| When you br | eathe I want to be the air for you |
| F | G | C | |
| I' | ll be t | here for | you |
| C | |
| I'd live | and I'd die for you |
| G | |
| Steal | the sun from the sky for you |
| Am | |
| Words | can't say what love can do |
| F | G | C | |
| I' | ll be t | here for | you |

| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| And | I'd give up | forever to | touch you |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Ca | use I know | that you feel me | somehow |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| You're the | closest to | heaven that | I'll ever be |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| A | nd I don't | want to go home r | ight now |
| VERSE: |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| And | all I can ta | ste is this | moment |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| And | all I ca | n breathe is y | our life |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| A | nd sooner or | later it's o | ver |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| I jus | t don't | want to miss you | tonight |
| CHORUS: |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| And | I don't want | the world | to see me |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Cau | se I don' | t think that they'd | understand |
| G | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Whe | n everything' | s made to b | e broken |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| I j | ust want | you to know who I | am |
| VERSE: |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| An | d you can't fight th | e tears that ain't coming |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Or the | moment o | f truth in your | lies |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Wh | en everything | feels like the | movie |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Yeah, | you blee | d just to know y | ou're alive |
| CHORUS: |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| And | I don't want | the world | to see me |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Cau | se I don' | t think that they'd | understand |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Whe | n everything' | s made to b | e broken |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| I j | ust want | you to know who I a | m |
| CHORUS: |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| And | I don't want | the world | to see me |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Cau | se I don' | t think that they'd | understand |
| G | A7sus4 | Cadd9 | |
| Whe | n everything' | s made to b | e broken |
| Em7 | Dsus4 | Cadd9 | |
| I j | ust want | you to know who I a | m x 2/3 |
| Be nice first tab but.... I think it sounded pretty good....... |

| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 |
D#|--3------0---------3------0------| A#|--3------1---------3------1------| F#|--0------0---------0------0------| C#|---------------------------------| G#|--2------3---------2------0------| D#|---------------------------------|
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| An | old | man t | urned ninety | -eight |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| He won the | lotte | ry and | died the next | day |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| It's a | black f | ly in yo | ur chardonn | ay |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| it's a | death row p | ardon two mi | nutes too lat | e |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| and isn't it I | ronic? | Don't you th | ink? |
| Chorus: |
| G | C9 | G/B | Am7 | |
| It's like rain | ____ | _ on your w | edding | day |
| G | C9 | G/B | Am7 | |
| It's a free ride | ____ | __ when you've | already | paid |
| G | C9 | G/B | Am7 | |
| It's the good advice | ___ | __ that you | just didn't | take |
| Bb | F | G | |
| And w | ho would've th | ought it figure | s |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| Mr. P | lay-it- | Safe was | afraid to fly |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| He packed his | suitc | ase and kissed his | kids good-bye |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| He waited his | whole damn | life to | take that f | light |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| and as the | plane crashed | down he thought ' | well isn't this nic | e' |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| and isn't it I | ronic? | Don't you th | ink? |
| Repeat Chorus |
| F | G | |
| Well l | ife has a funny way of sneaking up on | you when you think everything's |
| F | G | |
| okay | and everything's going right |
| F | G | |
| And | life has a funny way of helping you | out when you think everythings gone |
| F | C | |
| wrong | and everything blows up in your | face |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| A tr | affic j | am when you' | re already l | ate |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| a no-sm | oking-s | ign on your | zigarette br | eak |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| It's like t | en thousand | spoons when all you | need is a kn | ife |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| It's meeting | the men of my | dreams an then meeting his | beautiful wi | fe |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| and isn't it i | ronic? | Don't you thin | k? |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| a little too iro | nic | And yeah i really | do th | ink |
| Repeat Chorus |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| Life has a fu | nny way | of sneaking up | on yo | u |
| G/B | C | G/B | Am7 | |
| Life has a fu | nny, fu | nny way of helping | you o | ut |
| G/B | C | |
| helping y | ou out |

| G | D | Am | D |
| G | C | |
| Lay a whisper on my | pillow, |
| Am | D | |
| leave a | winter on the | ground |
| G | C | |
| I wake up lone | ly, there's air of s | ilence |
| Am | D | |
| in the | bedroom and all a | round |
| Em | G | C | D | |
| Touch me | now, I close my e | yes and dream | away |
| G | C | |
| It must have | been love, but its over n | ow |
| Am | D | |
| It must have been | good, but I lost it some | how |
| G | C | |
| It must have been | love but its over | now |
| Am | D | |
| from the moment we | touched till the time had run | out |
| Make believing, we're together |
| that I'm sheltered by hour heart |
| But in and outside I've turned to water |
| like a teardrop in your palm |
| And its hard, winter's day, I dream away |
| It must have been love, but its over now |
| It was all I wanted, now I'm living without |
| It must have been love but its over now |
| Its where the water flows, its where the wind blows |
| It must have been love but its over now |
| It must have been good, but I lost it somehow |
| It must have been love, but its over now, from the moment we touched |
| till the time had run out. Yeah it must have been love .. repeat and fade |

| Am | G | F | - | Am | - | F | - | E | |
| 1. This ain't a song for th | e brok | en-hearte | d, |
| Am | G | F | - | Am | - | F | - | E | |
| no | silent prayer for the f | aith-dep | arted. |
| Am | G | F | |
| I ain't gonna be just a fa | ce in the cro | wd, |
| Am | G | F | |
| you're gonna h | ear my voice when I sh | out it out l | oud ! |
| G | Am | F | C | G | |
| I | t's my l | ife, it's no | w or never, | I ain't gonna li | ve forever. |
| Am | F | C | - | G | |
| I just want to li | ve while I'm ali | ve. |
| Am | F | |
| It's my l | ife, my heart is like an op | en highway, |
| C | G | |
| like Frankie said, I d | id it my way. |
| Am | F | G | F | G | Am | -F-E | Am-F-E | |
| I just wanna li | ve while I'm ali | ve. + It | 's m | y li | fe ! |
| Am | G | F | - | Am | - | F | - | E | |
| 2. Th | is is for the ones who sto | od their gro | und, |
| Am | G | F | - | Am | - | F | - | E | |
| for T | ommy and Gina who ne | ver backed do | wn. |
| Am | G | F | |
| Tom | orrow's getting harder make no | mista | ke, |
| Am | G | F | |
| l | uck ain't even lucky, got to m | ake your own br | eaks. |
F G Am - F - C - G Am - F - C - G
| + REFRAIN + It's my life! |
| Am | G | F | |
| B | etter stand tall when they're ca | lling you ou | t, |
| Am | G | F | |
| don't b | end, don't break, baby, do | n't back do | wn ! |
| F | G | Am | |
| + REFRAIN (x2) +I | t's m | y l | ife ! |

| Am | C | G | Am | G | Em | Am |
| Chorus |
| Am | C | G | Am | |
| Jolene, Jo | lene, Jole | ne, Jol | ene |
| G | Em | Am | |
| I'm b | egging of you pl | ease don't ta | ke my man |
| Am | C | G | Am | |
| Jolene, Jol | ene, Jo | lene. J | olene |
| G | Em | Am | |
| Please don't take him | just because | you can |
| (Please don't take him even though you can) |
| Verse 1 |
| Am | C | G | Am | |
| Your | beauty is bey | ond compare with fl | aming locks of aubu | rn hair |
| G | Em | Am | |
| With i | vory skin and e | yes of emerald g | reen. |
| Am | C | G | Am | |
| Your s | mile is like a bre | ath of spring your voi | ce is soft like summ | er rain |
| G | Em | Am | |
| And | I can not co | mpete with you Jo | lene. |
| Am | C | G | Am | |
| He | talks about you | in his sleep and there's n | othing I can | do to keep |
| G | Em | Am | |
| From c | rying when he c | alls your name Jo | lene |
| Am | C | G | Am | |
| Now | I can easily u | nderstand how y | ou could easily t | ake my man |
| G | Em | Am | |
| But you | don't know what he | means to me J | olene |
| Chorus |
| Am | C | G | Am | |
| You can have your ch | oice of men but | I could never | love again |
| G | Em | Am | |
| He's the only o | ne for me J | olene |
| Am | C | G | Am | |
| I | had to have this | talk with you, my ha | ppiness dep | ends on you |
| G | Em | Am | |
| And wha | tever you de | cide to do Jo | lene |
| Chorus |
| ENDING: |
| Am | |
| Jolene Jolene. |

| Am | G | Am | |
| Last night I dr | eamt of San P | edro |
| F | C | G | |
| Just like I'd ne | ver gone, I k | new the song |
| Am | G | Am | |
| A young girl with e | yes like the de | sert |
| F | C | G | |
| It all seems like ye | sterday, not f | ar away |
| Chorus: |
| Am | Em | |
| Tropical the isl | and breeze |
| Dm | C | |
| All of nature wi | ld and free |
| G | Dm | |
| This is where I l | ong to be |
| Em | Am | |
| La isla bo | nita |
| Am | Em | |
| And when the sa | mba played |
| Dm | C | |
| The sun would s | et so high |
| G | Dm | |
| Ring through my ears and s | ting my eyes |
| Em | Am | |
| Your Spa | nish lul | laby |
| I fell in love with San Pedro |
| Warm wind carried on the sea, he called to me |
| Te dijo te amo |
| I prayed that the days would last |
| They went so fast |
| (Chorus) |
| Dm | Am | C | G | |
| I want to | be where the s | un warms the | sky |
| Dm | Am | C | G | |
| When it's t | ime for sie | sta you can wa | tch them go b | y |
| Dm | Am | C | G | |
| Beautiful fa | ces, no ca | res in this w | orld |
| Dm | Am | C | E | Am | |
| Where a g | irl loves a b | oy, and a b | oy lo | ves a g | irl |

| Main Riff |
| D | D | D | A | D | D | D | A | |
| A | D | D | E A E (these are faster and have only 2 notes in the chord) |
| D | A | E | |
| I | went home with a | waitress |
| D | A | A | D | D | E | A | E | |
| The | way I always | do |
| D | A | E | |
| How was I to | know? |
| D | A | A | D | D | E | A | E | |
| She was | with the Russians | too |
| Main Riff |
| I was gambling in Havana |
| I took a little risk |
| Send lawyers, guns, and money |
| And get me out of this |
| D | E | A | E | A | |
| IUm the | innocent by | stander |
| D | E | A | E | A | |
| But | somehow I got | stuck |
| D | E | A | E | A | |
| Between a | rock and a | hard place |
| (main riff) |
| And IUm down on my luck |
| Yes, IUm down on my luck |
| Yes, IUm down on my luck |
| Send lawyers, guns and money |
| Send lawyers, guns and money |
| Send lawyers, guns and money |
| Send lawyers, guns and money |
| Transcribed by Phil Saunders (phillip@phoenix.princeton.edu) |
| Corrections (or solo transcriptions) welcome. |

| G | C/G | G | Bm | C | |
| An only c | hild alon | e and wild, a c | abinet maker's s | on |
| Am | Em | Am | C | D | |
| His hands were meant for d | ifferent work and his | heart was known to | none. |
| G | C/G | G | Bm | C | |
| He left his | home and w | ent his lone and | solitary | way |
| . Am Em Am D7 G (C/G) G (C/G) G (C/G) G |
| And he gave to me a gift I know I never can repay |
| G | C/G | G | Bm | C | |
| A quiet | man of | music, den | ied a simpler f | ate |
| Am | Em | Am | C | D | |
| He tried to be a sol | dier once but his | music wouldn't w | ait |
| G | C/G | G | Bm | C | |
| He earn | ed his lo | ve through discipline, a th | und'ring velvet h | and |
| . Am Em Am D7 G |
| His gentle means of sculpting souls took me years to understand |
| Chorus: |
| . C Bm C G |
| . The leader of the band is tired and his eyes are growing old |
| . Am Em Am F D |
| . But his blood runs through my instrument and his song is in my soul |
| . C Bm C G |
| . My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man |
| . Am Em Am C G |
| . I'm just a living legacy to the lea--der of-- the band |
| .(C/G) G (C/G) G (C/G) G |
| G | C/G | G | Bm | C | |
| My brothers' | lives were d | ifferent for they | heard another c | all |
| Am | Em | Am | C | D | |
| One went to Chic | ago, the o | ther to St. | Paul |
| G | C/G | G | Bm | C | |
| And I'm in | Colorad | o when I'm | not in some hot | el |
| Am | Em | Am | D7 | G | C/G | G | |
| Living out this | life I chose and | come to k | now so w | ell |
| . G7 C Am Em D7 G (C/G) G (C/G) G (C/G) G |
| (no lyrics) |
| G | C/G | G | Bm | C | |
| I thank you | for the m | usic and your s | tories of the r | oad |
| Am | Em | Am | C | D | |
| I thank you for the fr | eedom when it c | ame my time to | go |
| G | C/G | G | Bm | C | |
| I thank you | for the k | indness and the t | imes when you got t | ough |
| Am | Em | Am | D7 | G | |
| And papa I don't | think I said 'I l | ove you' | near eno | ugh. |
| . |
| (Chorus followed by ending: ) |
| . Am Em Am C D G |
| . I am the living legacy to the leader of the band |
| . (C/G) G (C/G) G (C/G) G G7 C Am Em D7 G |
| . |
| Chord chart: |
| Am - 0 2 2 1 0 Bm - 2 4 4 3 - |
| C - 3 2 0 1 0 C/G 3 3 2 0 1 0 |
| D x x 0 2 3 2 D7 x x 0 2 1 2 |
| Em 0 2 2 0 0 0 F 1 3 3 2 1 1 |
| G 3 2 0 0 0 3 G7 3 2 0 0 0 1 |
| originally posted by Chris Butler SIMPed by Sennet |
| What do you think of this format? If you like it, then SIMP |
| (Stupidity Induced Music Page) format is for you. I SIMPed this song |
| because I want to play the song without spending a lot of time |
| practicing/memorizing it, my ear is not good, and I wanted it in a form |
| where I could play it correctly the even if I had not practiced it for |
| weeks. |
| I'm trying to get several hundred rock songs in this format. If you |
| are interested in cooperating, please Email me. I currently have |
| 20 or 30 songs in the SIMP format, which I have found easier to |
| play than any other format I have seen. |
| SIMP format briefly: |
| A: Chords printed with every line |
| B: It should be easily printable on 1 (sometimes 2) pages. |
| C: Chord chart included. |
| D: If some of the chord changes aren't really apparent, put them |
| in ( ) so that some players can skip them |
| E: You should be able to play it really easily |
| Does this sound like something you are interested in? If so, please |
| E-mail me. If you're interested in bilaterally exchanging songs in SIMP, |
| I'll send you a list of what I have so far. |
| Happiness is a LEARNed condition - Tom Robbins, from 'Another Roadside Attraction' |
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| G | D | |
| Wh | en I find myself in t | imes of trouble, |
| Em | C | |
| Mo | ther Mary c | omes to me, |
| G | D | C | G | |
| Sp | eaking words of w | isdom, let it | be. |
| D | |
| And in my hour of da | rkness, |
| Em | C | |
| She is st | anding right in f | ront of me, |
| G | D | C | G | |
| Sp | eaking words of w | isdom, let it | be. |
| Em | Bm | C | G | |
| Let it | be, let it | be, let it | be, let it | be. |
| D | C | G | |
| Whisper words of wis | dom, let it | be. |
| G | D | |
| And | when the broken | hearted people |
| Em | C | |
| Living in the | world agree, |
| G | D | C | G | |
| There will be no | answer, let it | be. |
| G | D | |
| For | though they may be | parted, |
| Em | C | |
| There is | still a chance that | they will see, |
| G | D | C | G | |
| There will be an | answer, let it | be. |
| Em | Bm | C | G | |
| Let it | be, let it | be, let it | be, let it | be. |
| D | C | G | |
| There will be an | answer, let it | be. |
| Em | Bm | C | G | |
| Let it | be, let it | be, let it | be, let it | be. |
| D | C | G | |
| Whisper words of wis | dom, let it | be. |
| C | G | F | Em | D | C | G | |
| C | G | F | Em | D | C | G | |
| verse instrumental |
| Em | Bm | C | G | |
| Let it | be, let it | be, let it | be, let it | be. |
| D | C | G | |
| Whisper words of wis | dom, let it | be. |
| G | D | |
| And | when the night is | cloudy, |
| Em | C | |
| There is | still a light that | shines on me, |
| G | D | C | G | |
| Shine until to | morrow, let it | be. |
| G | D | |
| I | wake up to the | sound of music, |
| Em | C | |
| Mother Mary | comes to me, |
| G | D | C | G | |
| Whisper words of | wisdom, let it | be. |
| Em | Bm | C | G | |
| Let it | be, let it | be, let it | be, let it | be. |
| D | C | G | |
| There will be an | answer, let it | be. |
| Em | Bm | C | G | |
| Let it | be, let it | be, let it | be, let it | be. |
| D | C | G | |
| Whisper words of wis | dom, let it | be. |
| C | G | F | Em | D | C | G | |
| C | G | F | Em | D | C | G | |

| C | |
| A Salvation Army band played |
| And the children drank lemonade |
| Dm | C | |
| And the morning la | sted all day, - All d | ay |
| And through an open window came |
| Like Sinatra in a younger day, |
| Dm | F | G7 | |
| Pus | hing the town a | way - a | way |
| (Chant) |
| C | |
| hey oh ma ma ma , Into the night |
| F | C | |
| hey oh ma ma ma hey a | h, Life in a northern to | wn. |
| hey ma ma ma |
| C | |
| T | hey sat on the stoney ground |
| And he took a cigarette out |
| Dm | C | |
| And everyone else came d | own - To lis | ten. |
| It was in winter 1963 |
| It felt like the world would freeze |
| Dm | |
| With John F. K | ennedy |
| F | G7 | |
| And the Beat | les |
| (Chant) |
| C | |
| hey oh ma ma ma , Into the night |
| F | C | |
| hey oh ma ma ma hey a | h, Life in a northern to | wn. |
| hey ma ma ma - hey oh ma ma ma , Into the night |
| F | C | |
| hey oh ma ma ma hey | ah, They shut the factory do | wn. |
| hey ma ma ma |
| C | |
| The evening had turned to rain |
| Watch the water roll down the drain, |
| Dm | C | |
| As we followed him d | own, To the stat | ion |
| And though he never would wave goodbye, |
| You could see it written in his eyes |
| Dm | F | G7 | |
| As the train rolled o | ut of si | ght - Bye- | bye. |
| (Chant) |
| C | |
| hey oh ma ma ma, Into the night |
| F | C | |
| hey oh ma ma ma hey | ah, Life in a northern to | wn. |
| hey ma ma ma, Take it easy on your self |
| hey oh ma ma ma, Into the night |
| F | C | |
| hey oh ma ma ma hey | ah, Life in a northern to | wn. |
| hey ma ma ma - hey oh ma ma ma, Into the night |
| F | C | |
| Ah hey ma ma ma hey | ah, Life in a northern to | wn |
| hey ma ma ma - hey oh ma ma ma, Into the Night |
| F | C | |
| hey ma ma ma hey | ah, Life in a Northern Tow | n |
| hey ma ma ma |

| G | |
| There's a | black man With a black cat |
| Livin' in a black neighborhood |
| He's got a interstate runin' through his front yard |
| F | C | G | |
| You know he | thinks he's | got it so g | ood |
| There's a woman In the kitchen |
| Cleanin' up the evenin' slop |
| F | C | |
| And he l | ooks at her and says h | ey darlin |
| G | |
| I remember when you could s | top a clock |
| C | G | C | |
| Oh but ain't A | merica for you and | me Ain't that | America |
| G | C | D | |
| Somethin' to | see baby Ain't that | America home of the | free |
| C | |
| Little pink houses for | you and me |
| Riff 1 x2 |
| G | |
| There's a | young man In a t-shirt |
| Listnin' to a rock n' roll station |
| He's got greasy hair greasy smile |
| F | C | G | |
| He says L | ord this must | be my destin | ation |
| Cuz they told me When i was younger |
| Said boy you're gonna be president |
| F | C | G | |
| Just like | everything else those o | ld dreams kinda | went away |
| C | G | C | |
| Oh well ain't that | America for you and | me Ain't that | America |
| G | C | D | |
| Somethin' to | see baby Ain't that | America home of the | free |
| C | |
| Little pink houses for | you and me |
| Solo |
| G | |
| Well there's people And more people |
| But do they no,no,no |
| Go to work in the summer |
| F | C | G | |
| And va | cation down at the | Gulf of M | exico |
| And there's winners And there's losers |
| Thinkin' no big deal Cuz the simple man baby |
| F | C | G | |
| Pays the t | hrills the b | ills,the bills that k | ill |
| Chorus x2 |
| C | G | C | |
| Oh but ain't that | America for you and | me Ain't that | America |
| G | C | D | |
| Sometin' to | see baby Ain't that | America home of the | free |
| C | |
| Little pink houses for | you and me |

Date: 11 Jun 1995 02:11:28 GMT
Subject: CRD: Look Around - Blues Traveler
Look Around - Blues Traveler
tabbed by Steve Vetter [vetters@vax1.elon.edu]
This is a bit rough, if you have corrections,
please email them to me!
C Am
C Am
You'll get no answer from me
C Am
About what I want or what I get
C Am
Brave enough to speak afraid to see
C Am
Confuses the issue till you forget
G
And I've tried
Am
To finally decide
C
Why
G
I'm in your face
And if you can't already tell
I am unable to let things go
I'm told I do it very well
But more importantly you should know
That all the same
You've got no one to blame
but yourself
If you call that a waste
Cause it ain't me
That's bee hurting you inside
And if you've learned
You'll know much more than I
That you're gonna have to go and find it
You'll have to dig beneath the ground
You'll have to have to unearth every ugly stone
That kept you on your own
And simply put them down
You're gonna have to look around
You'll get no answer from me
About what I want or what I want
That was enough to make her leave
She's not the first one to come and go
And I don't care
Buyer beware
Of me
Cause it might get rough
If you want peace then live alone
If you want to hide then find a stage
Each a brief but perfect home
To accommodate your rage
And sometimes
In the midst of my crimes
I feel lost
Or have I lost enough
Remaining friends
Remind me as they say
It's up to you
The things you throw away
That you're gonna have to go and find it
You'll have to dig beneath the ground
You'll have to have to unearth every ugly stone
That kept you on your own
And simply put them down
You're gonna have to look around
You're gonna have to look around

| Intro: G F C G |
| G | Em | C | D | |
| Love hurts, love | scars, love | wounds, and | mars, |
| C | G | Em | C | D | |
| any | heart, not | tough, or | strong, | enough, |
| C | G | B | Em | |
| to | take a lotta | pain, | take a lotta | pain, |
| B | C | D | |
| love is like a | cloud, it holds a lotta | rain. |
| C | G | F | C | G | |
| Love | hurts, | ooh, | ooh, love | hurts. |
| G | Em | C | D | |
| I'm | young, I | know, but | even, | so, |
| C | G | Em | C | D | |
| I know a | thing, or | two, I | learned, from | you. |
| C | G | B | Em | |
| I | really learned a | lot, | really learned a | lot, |
| B | C | D | |
| love is like a | flame, it burns you when it's | hot. |
| C | G | F | C | G | |
| Love | hurts, | ooh, | ooh, love | hurts. |
| Em | B | Em | B | Em | B | Em | |
| Some fools speak of | happi | ness, | blissful | ness, | together | ness. |
| A | D | |
| Some fools fool themselves I guess, they're not foolin' | me. |
| C | G | B | Em | |
| I | know it isn't | true, I | know it isn't | true, |
| B | C | D | |
| love is just a | lie, made to make you | blue. |
| C | G | F | C | G | |
| Love | hurts, | ooh, | ooh, love | hurts. |
| F | C | G | |
| ooh, | ooh, love | hurts. |
| (Solo) G Em C D C G Em C D |
| C | G | B | Em | |
| I | know it isn't | true, I | know it isn't | true, |
| B | C | D | |
| love is just a | lie, made to make you | blue. |
| C | G | F | C | G | |
| Love | hurts, | ooh, | ooh, love | hurts. |
| F | C | G | |
| ooh, | ooh, love | hurts. |
| F | C | |
| ooh, | ooh..... |

| D | |
| She'll only come out at night |
| A | |
| The lean and hungry type |
| C | B | |
| Nothing is new, I've seen her here bef | ore |
| Em | |
| Watching and waiting |
| A | Bm | |
| Ooh, she's si | ttin' with you but her eyes are on the d | oor |
| Verse 2: (Same as Verse 1) |
| D | A | C | B | Em | A | Bm |
| Chorus: |
| Bm | A | |
| (Oh-oh, here she comes) W | atch out boy she'll chew you up |
| G | F# | |
| (Oh-oh, here she comes) She's a ma | neater |
| Bm | A | |
| (Oh-oh, here she comes) W | atch out boy she'll chew you up |
| Em | G | A | |
| (Oh-oh, here she comes) She's a | maneater |
| Verse 3: (Same as Verse 1) |
| D | A | C | B | Em | A | Bm |
| (Chorus) |
| Sax Solo: |
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| (Chorus) (Repeat) |
| Chords: |
| Bm: x24432 |
| A: x02220 |
| G: 320033 |
| D: xx0232 |
| C: x32010 |
| B: x2444x |
| Em: 022000 |
| F#: 244322 |

| G | C | Am | D | |
| She doesn't | own a dress | her hair is | always a mess |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| You | catch her stealing she | won't confess | she's | beautiful |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Smokes a | pack a day | no wait that's me but | anyway |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| She doesn't care a | thing about that hair | she thinks I'm | beautiful |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Meet Vir | ginia |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| She never com | promises | loves babies | and surprises |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Wears high-heels when | she exercises | ain't that b | eautiful |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Meet Vir | ginia |
| Chorus |
| ~~~~~~ |
| Em | C | Em | |
| Well she | wants to be the | queen |
| C | Em | |
| Then she | thinks about her | scene |
| C | Em | |
| Pulls her | hair back as she | screams |
| C | |
| I don't | really want to be the queen |
| Chorus Lead |
| ~~~~~~~~~~~ |
e-3----3---3---3--3/7-----7-----7-----7-8-7/10------10------10------10-----10/8 /7-| B-3----3---3---3--3/8-----8-----8-----8-8-8/12-12------12------12------12--12/10/8-| G-0--0---0---0----0/7---7-----7-----7-------------12------12------12-------------7-| D----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| A----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E----------------------------------------------------------------------------------| |-7-7---7---7-| |-8-8---8---8-| |-7-7---7---7-| |-------------| |-------------| |-------------|
| Verse 2 |
| ~~~~~~~ |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Her daddy wrestles | alligators her | mama works on | carburetors |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Her brother is a | fine me | diator for the | president |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Here she is | again on the phone | just like me | hates to be alone |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| We just like to | sit at home | live on the | president |
| G | C | |
| Meet Vir | ginia |
| Chorus |
| ~~~~~~ |
| Em | C | Em | |
| Well she | wants to live her | life |
| Em | C | Em | |
| Then she thinks | about her | life |
| Em | C | Em | |
| Pulls her hair | back as she | screams |
| C | |
| I don't | really want to live this life |
| Solo |
| ~~~~ |
| Em, C, D |
| Verse 3 |
| ~~~~~~~ |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| She only drinks | coffee at | midnight when the | moment |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Is not right | her timing is | quite | unusual |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| You see her | confidence is | tragic her | intuition |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Magic in the | shape of a | body | unusual |
| G | C | Am | D | G | C | |
| Meet Virg | inia | I can't | wait to | meet Vir | ginia, yeah |
| Outro Chorus |
| ~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
| Em | C | Em | |
| Well she | wants to be the | queen |
| C | Em | |
| And she | thinks about her | scene |
| Em | C | Em | |
| Well she | wants to live her | life |
| Em | C | Em | |
| And she thinks a | bout her | lives |
| Em | C | Em | |
| Pulls her hair | back as she | screams |
| C | Em | |
| I don't | really want to be the quee | n |
| C | Em | |
| I don't | really want to be the quee | n |
| C | |
| I don't | really want to live this... |

| E| 3 E| 0 |
| B| 3/0 B| 2 |
| G| 0 G| 0 |
| D| 0 D| 2 |
| A| 2 A| 0 |
| E| 3 E| x/0 (P.S: x means 'don't touch') |
| Intro: D, D, D, D, D |
| G | D | |
| Oh Lord, won't you buy me a | Mercedes B | enz? |
| A7 | D | |
| My friends all drive Porsches, and | I must make | amends. |
| G | D | |
| Worked hard all my lifetime, no | help for my fri | ends, |
| A7 | D | |
| So oh! Lord, won't you buy me a | Mercedes | Benz? |
| D | G | D | |
| Oh Lord, won't you buy me a | color T | V? |
| A7 | D | |
| 'Dialing for dollars' is t | rying to find | me, |
| G | D | |
| I wait for delivery | each day until th | ree, |
| A7 | D | |
| So oh Lord, won't you buy me a | color T | V? |
| D | G | D | |
| Oh Lord, won't you buy me a | night on the t | own? |
| A7 | D | |
| I'm counting on you, lord, pl | ease don't let me d | own. |
| G | D | |
| Prove that you love me and b | uy the next r | ound, |
| A7 | D | |
| Oh Lord, won't you buy me a | night on the t | own? |
| D | |
| Everybody! |
| Oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz? |
| A7 | D | |
| My friends all drive Porsches, and | I must make | amends. |
| G | D | |
| Worked hard all my lifetime, no | help for my fri | ends, |
| A7 | D | |
| So oh! Lord, won't you buy me a | Mercedes | Benz? |
| That's it! |
| This should be easy. I browse this for the brother to Seb. |
| It may not the coolest song, but it is a start. Next time |
| I browse a Coldplay-song for you, maybe... it's so many of |
| them, so it's not sure that I'll can browse any Coldplay-songs, |
| sorry, but I'll try! ;) |

| Gb | Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | B | Db | Gb | |
| Sayin' | I | love you is | not the word I | want to | hear from | you |
| Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | B | Db | Ebm | |
| It's | not that I | want you | not to say but | if you | only | knew |
| Abm7 | Db | Gb | Db/F | Ebm | |
| How | easy | it would be to | show me | how you | feel |
| Abm7 | Db | Gb7 | Gb7/Bb | B | |
| More than | words is | all you have to | do to | make it | real |
| Bm | Gb | Ebm7 | |
| Then you | wouldn't have to | say that you | love me |
| Abm7 | Db7 | Gb | |
| 'cause | I'd al | ready | know |
| Gb/Bb | Db/F | Ebm | Bbm7 | B | |
| What | would you | do if my | heart was | torn in | two? |
| B/Bb | Abm7 | Db | Gb | |
| More than words to show | you | feel that your | love for me is | real |
| Gb/Bb | Db/F | Ebm | Bbm7 | B | |
| What | would you | say if I | took those | words | away? |
| Abm7 | Db7 | Gb | |
| Then you couldnt make things | new just by | sayin' 'I love | you' |
| Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | B | |
| La | di da da da da di | da da di dai dai | da |
| Db | Gb | Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | Db7 | |
| More than | words | La da da da di | da |
| Gb | Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | B | Db | Gb | |
| Now that | I have | tried to | talk to you and | make you | under | stand |
| Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | B | Db | Ebm | |
| All you | have to do is | close your eyes and | just reach | out your | hand |
| Abm7 | Db | Gb | Db/F | Ebm | |
| and | touch me | Hold me close don't | ever | let me | go |
| Abm7 | Db | Gb7 | Gb7/Bb | B | |
| More than | words is | all I ever | needed | you to | show |
| Bm | Gb | Ebm7 | |
| Then you | wouldn't have to | say that you | love me |
| Abm7 | Db7 | Gb | |
| 'cause | I'd al | ready | know |
| Gb/Bb | Db/F | Ebm | Bbm7 | B | |
| What | would you | do if my | heart was | torn in | two? |
| B/Bb | Abm7 | Db | Gb | |
| More than words to show | you | feel that your | love for me is | real |
| Gb/Bb | Db/F | Ebm | Bbm7 | B | |
| What | would you | say if I | took those | words | away? |
| Abm7 | Db7 | Gb | |
| Then you couldnt make things | new just by | sayin' 'I love | you' |
| Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | B | |
| La | di da da da da di | da da di dai dai | da |
| Db | Gb | Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | B | |
| More than | words | La | di da da da da di | da da di dai dai | da |
| Db | Gb | Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | B | |
| More than | words | La | di da da da da di | da da di dai dai | da |
| Db | Gb | Gb/Bb | Badd9 | Abm7 | B | |
| More than | words | La | di da da da da di | da da di dai dai | da |
| Db | Gb | Gb | Db/F | Gb/Eb | Eb | Abm7 | Db | |
| More than | words | | - - - -| | - - - -| | - - - -| | - - - -| | - - | - -| Solo ad lib |
| Ebm | Gb | B | Gb/Bb | Gbm/A | Abm7 | Abm7 | Gb | |
| More than | words | | - - | - -| | - - | - -| | - - - -| |


| Am | F | |
| Don't | ask me what you | know is true |
| Dm | F | |
| Don't have to | tell you, I | love your precious heartChorus: |
| C | F | C | F | C | |
| I, | I was | standing | you were | there |
| F | C | F | G | |
| two worlds | colliding | and they can | never tear us apart... |
TAB after chorus D-----------2-------------2---- A--0--3--5--0----0--3--5--0---- E------------------------------
| We could live |
| For a thousand years |
| But if I hurt you |
| I'd make wine from your tears |
| I told you |
| That we could fly |
| 'Cause we all have wings |
| But some of us don't know whyChorusSolo (all notes played on high E string) Originally played on saxophone |
E--15---13-12-11-10---8-10-5---15--12-10-12-12--10-8-10-12-13--- then back to C and F for chorus.

e|-----------------|
B|-----------------|
G|-----------------|
D|--------------2--|
A|--0--3--5--0--0--|
E|-----------------|
| Am | F | Dm | F |
| Am | F | |
| Don't | ask me, what you k | now is true |
| Dm | F | |
| Don't have to | tell you, I l | ove your precious heart |
| C | F | C | F | C | |
| I, | I was st | anding, | you were th | ere |
| F | C | F | G | |
| Two worlds c | olliding | and they can n | ever tear us apart |
| Riff (X 2) |
| Am | F | |
| We could | live for a th | ousand years |
| Dm | F | |
| But if I | hurt you, I'd make w | ine from your tears |
| Am | F | |
| I t | old you that | we could fly |
| Dm | F | |
| Cause we | all have wings but s | ome of us don't know why |
| C | F | C | F | C | |
| I, | I was st | anding, | you were th | ere |
| F | C | F | G | |
| Two worlds c | olliding | and they can n | ever tear us apart |
| Break |
| Riff (X 2) |
| Am | F | Dm | F |
| C | F | C | F | C | |
| I, | I was st | anding, | you were th | ere |
| F | C | F | G | |
| Two worlds c | olliding | and they can n | ever tear us apart |
| C | F | C | F | C | |
| You, | you were st | anding, | I were th | ere |
| F | C | F | G | |
| Two worlds c | olliding | and they can n | ever tear us apart |
| (fade out) |

| E | E | E | D | E | D | E | D | E | D | |
| oooo | .... | .... | .... | ....oh |
| E | D | |
| All I can say is that my | life is pretty plain. |
| A | G | E | |
| I | like watchin' the puddles | gather | rain. |
| D | |
| And all I can do is just | pour some tea for two, |
| A | G | E | |
| And | speak my point of view but | it's not | sane, it's not sane. |
| E | D | E | D | |
| I just want | someone to | say to me, | oooh |
| E | D | E | D | |
| 'I'll always | be there when you | wake.' |
| E | D | E | D | |
| You know, I'd like to | keep my cheeks | dry today | . |
| E | D | E | D | |
| So stay with | me and I'll have it | made. |
| E | D | |
| And I don't understand why I | sleep all day. |
| A | G | E | |
| And I | start to complain that | there's no | rain. |
| D | |
| And all I can do is read a | book to stay awake. |
| A | G | E | E | E | |
| It | rips my life away, but its a | great | escape... | escape... | escape. |
| E | |
| .. | escape...Instrumental |
| E | D | |
| All I can say is that my | life is pretty plain. |
| A | G | E | |
| You don't | like my point of view. You | think that I'm in | sane. |
| E | E | |
| It's not sane... | It's not sane.Chorus |
| Improv out with D and E{npCHORDS |
| -- |
| Dominic Ruffatto |
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| G | C | G/B | Am7 | F | C | F | C | G | |
| ....... | ....... | ........ | ....... | ....... | ....... | ....... | ....... |
| C | G/B | Am | F | C | F | C | G | |
| No | woman, no cry. | ..... | ...... | No | woman, no | cry. |
| C | G/B | Am | F | C | F | C | G | |
| No | woman, no | cry. | ...... | No | woman, no | cry. |
| G | |
| Said, said, |
| C | G/B | Am | F | |
| Said I | remember | when we used to sit |
| C | G/B | Am | F | |
| In the govern | ment yard in Tr | enchtown. |
| C | G/B | Am | F | |
| Oba, Obs | erving the h | ypocrites |
| C | G/B | Am | F | |
| As they would | mingle | with the good people we | meet, |
| C | G/B | Am | F | |
| Good friends | we had oh | good friends we've lost |
| C | G/B | Am | F | |
| al | ong the way. | ......... |
| C | G/B | Am | F | |
| In this bright | future you | can't forget your | past |
| C | G/B | Am | F | |
| So dry your | tears I | say..................... | And |
| No woman, no cry...No woman, no cry. |
| Here Little darlin', don't shed no tears, No woman, no cry. |
| Said I remember when we used to sit |
| In the government yard in Trenchtown. |
| And then Georgie would make a firelight |
| As it was love would burn in through the night. |
| Then we would cook cornmeal porridge |
| of which I'll share with you. |
| My feet is my only carriage, |
| So, I've got to push on through, but while I'm gone |
| C | G/B | Am | Fm | G | |
| Ev'ry thing's gonna | be alright. | Ev'ry thing's gonna | be al | right. |
| C | G/B | Am | Fm | G | |
| Ev'ry thing's gonna | be alright. | Ev'ry thing's gonna | be al | right. |
| No woman, no cry...No woman, no cry. |
| Here Little sister, don't shed no tears, No woman, no cry. |
| Said I remember when we used to sit |
| In the government yard in Trenchtown. |
| And then Georgie would make a firelight |
| As it was love would burn in through the night. |
| Then we would cook cornmeal porridge |
| of which I'll share with you. |
| My feet is my only carriage, |
| So, I've got to push on through, but while I'm gone |
| C | G/B | Am | F | C | F | C | G | |
| ....... | ....... | ....... | ....... | ....... | ....... | ....... |
| C | G/B | Am | F | C | F | C | G | |
| No | woman, no cry. | ..... | ...... | No | woman, no | cry. |
| C | G/B | Am | F | C | F | C | G | |
| Oh, my Little da | rlin', d | on't shed no | tears. | No | woman, no | cry. |
| C | G/B | Am | F | C | F | C | G | |
| Oh, my Little da | rlin', d | on't shed no | tears. | No | woman, no | cry. |
| Here Little sister, don't shed no tears, No woman, no cry. |
| C | G/B | Am | F | C | F | |
| ........ | ........ | ........ | ........ | ........ | . Ev'ry thing's gonna be alright. |
| 4/4 time Strum Pattern= d u d d u d |
| ======================= 1 1 1 1 1 1 |
| d=down u=up ============ 8 8 4 8 8 4 |

| C | D | Em | |
| Come out Virginia, | don't let me | wait |
| C | D | G | |
| You | Catholic girls start m | uch too | late |
| C | D | Em | |
| But | sooner or later it c | omes down to | fate |
| C | D | |
| I | might as well be the | one |
| C | D | Em | |
| Well, They | showed you a statue, | told you to | pray |
| C | D | G | |
| They | built you a temple and l | ocked you | away |
| C | D | Em | |
| But | they never told you the | price that you | pay |
| C | D | |
| For | things that you might have | done |
| G | |
| Only the good die | young |
| C | D | G | |
| Thats What I Said |
| C | |
| only the good die | young |
| D | G | |
| only the good | die youn | g |
| C | D | Em | |
| You might have | heard I run with a | dangerous | crowd |
| C | D | G | |
| We | ain't too pretty we | ain't too | proud |
| C | D | Em | |
| We | might be laughing a | bit too l | oud |
| C | D | |
| But | that never hurt no | one |
| C | D | Em | |
| So come | on Virginia sh | ow me a | sign |
| C | D | G | |
| Send up a signal I'll | throw you the | line |
| C | D | Em | |
| The | stained-glass curtain you're | hiding be | hind |
| C | D | |
| Never lets in the | sun |
| G | |
| Darlin' only the good die | young |
| C | D | |
| whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wh | oa |
| G | C | |
| i tell ya only the good die | young |
| D | G | |
| only the good | die young |
| D | C | G | |
| You got a | nice white dress and a | party on your confirmati | on |
| A | C | |
| You got a | brand new soul, And a cro | ss of gold |
| D | C | G | |
| But Vir | ginia they didn't give you q | uite enough informati | on |
| A | C | |
| You didn't c | ount on me when you were counting on your | rosary |
| D | C | G/B | |
| oh | woah | woah |
| C | D | Em | |
| They | say there's a heaven for | those who will | wait |
| C | D | G | |
| Some say it's better but | I say it | ain't |
| C | D | Em | |
| I'd rather | laugh with the sinners than | cry with the | saints |
| C | D | |
| the | Sinners are much more | fun |
| G | |
| you know that only the good die | young |
| C | D | |
| oh woah baby |
| G | C | |
| i tell ya only the good die | young |
| D | G | |
| only the good | die youn | g |
| Instrumental: D C G A C |
| D | C | G | |
| You say your | mother told you all that I could | give you was a reput | ation |
| A | |
| Aww She never | cared for me |
| C | |
| But did she ever say a | prayer for me? |
| D | C | G/B | |
| oh | woah | woah |
| C | D | Em | |
| Come out | come out come out vir | gina dont l | et me wait, |
| C | D | G | |
| You catholic | girls start | much too late |
| C | D | Em | |
| Sooner or later it | comes down to | fate |
| C | D | |
| I | might as well be the | one, |
| G | C | |
| You know that only the good die | young |
| CODA: D G G C D G |
| Once you figure out the strumming, it sounds spot on. I like to hit the chord then |
| mute, them upstrum it. i think that sounds the most like Billy. |

| capo on 1st fret |
| All chords represent hand position, not the key |
| Song is in the key of G# |
| G | |
| I am an | orphan |
| D | |
| On God's | highway |
| G | |
| But I'll share my | troubles |
| C | |
| You go my | way |
| G | |
| I have no | mother |
| D | G | |
| No | father, no | sister |
| C | |
| No | brother |
| G | D | G | |
| I am an | orphan g | irl |
| I have had friendships |
| Pure and golden |
| But the ties of kinship |
| I have not known them |
| I know no mother |
| NO father, no sister |
| No brother |
| I am an orphan girl |
| (inst. break) |
| But when He calls me |
| I will be able |
| To meet my family |
| At God's table |
| I'll meet my mother |
| My father, my sister |
| My brother |
| No more an orphan girl |
| (inst. break) |
| Blessed savior |
| Make me willing |
| And walk beside me |
| Until I'm with them |
| Be my mother |
| My father, my sister |
| My brother |
| G | D | |
| I am an | orphan girl |
| G | D | C | G | |
| I am an | orphan | girl |

--3--3--3----3--3--3-----3--3--3-------- --3--3--2----1--1--0-----0--1--2-------- (repeat) --0--0--3----2--2--0-----0--0--0-------- ---------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------
| G | D/F# | F | C/E | Ebmaj7 | |
| And I | feel that tim | e's a wasted go |
| F | G | |
| So where you go | ing for tom | morow? |
| D/F# | F | C/E | Ebmaj7 | |
| And I | see that there | are lies to come |
| F | |
| so would you | even care |
| D | Cadd9 | G/B | Cadd9 | D/A | Cadd9 | G/B | Cadd9 | |
| and I | feel | it |
| D | Cadd9 | G/B | Cadd9 | D/A | Cadd9 | G/B | Cadd9 | Ebmaj7 | |
| and I | feel | it |
| F | Ebmaj7 | |
| Where you going for tom | morow? |
| F | Ebmaj7 | |
| Where you going with the | mask I found? |
| F | Ebmaj7 | |
| And I feel and I feel when the | dogs begin to smell her |
| F | |
| will she smell alone | ? |
| repeat intro |
| And I feel so much depends on the weather |
| so is it raining in your bedroom? And I see |
| that these are the eyes of disarray |
| So would you even care? |
| And I feel it |
| And she feels it |
| So where you goin to tomorrow? |
| Where you goin with the mask I found? |
| And I feel, I feel, when the dogs begin to smell her... |
| Will she smell alone? |
| bridge: |
| G | F | C/E | Eb | D | G | |
| When the dogs | do find her | got time, t | ime to w | ait for t | ommorow |
| F | C/E | Eb | |
| to find it | to find it | To find it |
| when the dogs do find her got time, time to wait for tommorow |
| to find it to find it |
| intro again and out |

| G | Em | |
| I never meant 2 cause you any so | rrow |
| D | C | |
| I never meant 2 cause you any pa | in |
| G | Em | |
| I only wanted 2 one time see U laughi | ng |
| D | G | |
| I only wanted 2 see you laughing in the Purple Ra | in |
| C | |
| Purple Rain Purple Ra | in |
| G | Em | |
| Purple Rain Purple Ra | in |
| D | |
| Purple Rain Purple Ra | in |
| G | |
| I only wanted 2 see U bathing in the Purple Ra | in |
| G | Em | |
| I never wanted 2 be your weekend lo | ve | r |
| D | C | |
| I only wanted 2 be some kind of fri | end |
| G | Em | |
| Baby I could never steal U from ano | ther |
| D | G | |
| It's such a shame our friendship had 2 e | nd |
| C | |
| Purple Rain Purple Ra | in |
| G | Em | |
| Purple Rain Purple Ra | in |
| D | |
| Purple Rain Purple Ra | in |
| G | |
| I only want 2 see u underneath the Purple Ra | in |
| G | Em | |
| Honey I know I know I know times R cha | ngin' |
| D | C | |
| It's time we all reach out 4 somethin' ne | w |
| That's mean U 2 |
| G | |
| U say U want a leader |
| Em | |
| But U can't seem 2 make up your mind |
| D | |
| I think U better cl | ose it |
| G | |
| And let me guide U 2 the Purple Rain |
| C | |
| Purple Rain Purple Ra | in |
| G | |
| Purple Rain Purple R | ain |
| Em | |
| Whew if U know what I'm singin' about help me a | nd come on raise your hand |
| D | |
| Purple Rain Purple | Rain |
| I only want 2 see U, only want 2 see U |
| G | |
| In the Purple Rain |
| Outro: |
| G | Em | D | C |

..there are many more verses to this song, you can just look them up
------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Railroad Bill - Ramblin' Jack Elliott ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by:Travis Email:desolationrow128@aim.com CAPO 4TH FRET Tuning:Standard
fast but steady fingerpicking.....
C/g C/g C/e E E7 e|-------3------------3-------3-----3-1-0-----------0---------------0-------| B|---------------1------------------------------1-----------0---3-------3---| G|-----------0--------------------0---------0-----------1-------------------| D|---------2-------2------------2---------2-------2---2-------2---2-------2-| A|---0-2-3-----3------3---0-2-3-----3-3-3-----3-----------2-----2-----2-----| E|-3--------------------3---------------------------0-----------------------| F C/e G C e|-----------------------0---------------------------------3--| B|-1-------1---1h3-1-------------1-----0-------0---1----------| G|-----2-------------2-------0-------------0------------------| D|---3-------3---------3---2-------2-----0-------0------------| A|-0-----0-----0---------3-----3-------------2-----3---0-2-3--|...repeats E|-----------------------------------3---------------3--------|
C/g C/g C/e Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill E E7 F Hes never worked lord and he never will C/e G C ride, ride, ride
Railroad Bill's a mighty mean man Shot the light out of the poor brakeman's hand
Railroad Bill, up on a hill Lightin' a seegar with a ten-dollar bill.
Railroad Bill took my wife, If I didn't like it, gonna take my life.
Goin' on a mountain, goin' out west Thirty-eight special stickin' out of my vest.

| G | |
| Oh the girls all dance with the boys from the city |
| D | |
| And they don-t care to dance with | me. |
| G | |
| Now it | ain-t my fault that the fields are muddy |
| D | G | |
| And the red clay | stains my | feet. |
| G | |
| And it-s under my nails and it-s under my collar |
| D | |
| And it shows on my Sunday | clothes. |
| G | |
| I | do my best with soap and water |
| D | G | |
| But the damned old | dirt won-t | go. |
| CHORUS: |
| C | G | |
| But | when I pass through the | Pearly Gates |
| D | G | |
| Will my | gown be gold in | stead, |
| C | G | |
| Or just a | red clay robe with | red clay wings |
| D | G | |
| And a | red clay halo for my | head? |
| G | |
| Now it-s mud in the spring and it-s dust in the summer |
| D | |
| When it blows in a crimson | tide, |
| G | |
| Until the | trees and the leaves and the cows are the color |
| D | G | |
| Of the dirt on the | mountain | side. |
| CHORUS |
| G | |
| Now Jordan-s banks, they-re red and muddy |
| D | |
| And the rolling water is | wide, |
| G | |
| But I | got no boat so I-ll be good and muddy |
| D | G | |
| When I get to the | other | side. |
| CHORUS |
| C | G | |
| I'll take a | red clay robe with | red clay wings |
| D | G | |
| And a | red clay halo for my | head. |

| G | C | Am | D | |
| v v |
| e s s s s s s s s s e s s s s |
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| When you transition from the D chord to the next verse, make sure to hammer-on the 6th |
| string with the pickie. And I use down and up strokes for the two syncopated Am chords. |
| Then repeat Rhythm Fig 1. 157 times. Enjoy! |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Once | upon a | midnight | dearie |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| I | woke with something | in my h | ead |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| I | couldn't | escape the | memor | y |
| G | C | Am | D | |
| Of a | phone ca | ll and of w | hat you sa | id |

| Am | G | |
| On the street where you girls talk about their | social lives |
| E | F | Am | |
| They're made of | lipstick, plastic, and | paint, a touch of sable i | n your eyes |
| Am | G | |
| All your life all you've ask is when your daddy's gonna | talk to you |
| E | F | Am | |
| You were | living in another | world trying to get the | message through. |
| E | G | Am | |
| No one heard a | single word you | said |
| Dm | |
| They should've | seen it in your eyes |
| C | G | |
| What was | going around her | head. |
| Am | G | |
| Ooooh she's a little | runaway |
| C | Em | G | Am | |
| Daddy's girl learne | d fast | all those things he | could'nt say |
| G E(2x) Am |
| Ooooh she's a little runaway. |
| Am | G | |
| A different line every night guaranteed to | blow your mind |
| E | F | Am | |
| See you out in the | streets, call me for a | wild time |
| Am | G | |
| So you sit home alone cause there's nothing left | that you can do |
| E | F | Am | |
| There's only | pictures hung in the | shadows there for them | to look at you |
| E | G | Am | |
| You know she | likes the lights at night on th | e neon broadway sign |
| Dm | C | G | |
| She don't really mind, it's only | love she hopes to | find |
| Am | G | |
| Ooooh she's a little | runaway |
| C | Em | G | Am | |
| Daddy's girl learne | d fast | all those h | e could'nt say |
| G E(2x) Am |
| Ooooh she's a little runaway |
| E | G | Am | |
| No one heard a | single word yo | u said |
| Dm | |
| They should'v | e seen it in your eyes |
| C | G | |
| What was | going around your | head. |
| Oooh she's a little runaway |

| (repeat.. the x's represent muting the strings and stumming) |
| same basic strumming technique throughout the rest of the song |
| ** all verses use the same progression as in verse I |
| *** all choruses use the same progression as in the first chorus.. |
| Verse I - |
| G5 | G5/E | G5 | |
| I am still living with yo | ur ghos | t |
| G5/E | G5 | G5/E | G5 | |
| Lonely | and dreaming o | f the wes | t coas | t |
| G5/E | D5 | E5 | C5 | |
| I don't wan | t to be your downtim | e |
| C5 | D5 | G5 | |
| I don't | want | to be yo | ur stupid game |
| Verse II- |
| With my big black boots and an old suitcase |
| I do believe I'll find myself a new place |
| I don't want to be the bad guy |
| I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore |
| I just want to see some palm trees |
| Go and try to shake away this disease |
| Chorus- |
| C5 | |
| We can live beside th | e ocean |
| C5 | D5 | G5 | |
| Leave the fire | behind |
| G5 | E5 | D5 | |
| Swim out past the | breake | rs |
| D5 | C5 | G5 | |
| Watch the wo | rld die |
| Verse III- |
| I am still dreaming of your face |
| Hungry and hollow for all the things you took away |
| I don't want to be your good time |
| I don't want to be your fall-back crutch anymore |
| Verse IV- |
| I'll walk right out into a brand new day |
| Insane and rising in my own weird way |
| I don't want to be the bad guy |
| I don't want to do your sleepwalk dance anymore |
| I just want to feel some sunshine |
| I just want to find some place to be alone |
| Chorus- |
| We can live beside the ocean |
| Leave the fire behind |
| Swim out past the breakers |
| And watch the world die |
| Chords used- |
| G5 | G5/E | C5 | D5 | E5 | |
| e | x | x | x | x | x |
| b x x x x x |
| g x x 5 7 9 |
| d | 5 | 5 | 5 | 7 | 9 | a | 5 | 5 | 3 | 5 | 7 | |
| E | 3 | 0 | x | x | x |
| as always, |
| comments/suggestions/changes/flames/recipes-for-cookies/things-i-did-right: |
| mail me at scottf@scs.unr.edu |
| later, |
| scott. |

| This is my take on the intro: (the /'s represent slides) -sjv |
---------------- ---------------- ---------------- ---------------- --2--3-/-2--0-- ----------------
| G | G | D | Dsus4 | D | G | |
| And to | love | a | god |
| G | G | D | Dsus4 | D | Em | |
| And to | fear | a | flame |
| Bm | C | |
| And to | burn | A crowd that has a name |
| (repeat above riff and chords) |
| And to right or wrong |
| and to meek or strong |
| it is known, just scream it from a wall |
| D | D | D | D | |
| I've willed, | I've walked, | I've read, | I've talked |
| D | D | D | |
| I know, | I know, | I've been here before. |
| Em | A | Asus2 | A | |
| Hey, now | we | won't | be raped |
| Em | A | Asus2 | A | |
| Hey, now | we | won't | be scarred like that |
| Em | A | Asus2 | A | |
| Hey, now | we | won't | be raped |
| Em | A | Asus2 | A | Csus2 | |
| Hey, now | we | won't | be | scarred like that |
| (follow top riff and chords) |
| It's the song that burns |
| It's the wheel that turns |
| It's the way we sing that makes em dream |
| And to Christ, a cross |
| And to me, a chair |
| I will sit and earn the ransome from up here |
| I've willed..... |
| ...scarred like that |
| C | C | D | D | Em | Em | D | D | C | C |
+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+
| From: bemont@austin.wireline.slb.com (Les Bemont) |
| Subject: Re: CRD:SELLING THE DRAMA-Live (Re: REQ: LIVE - Selling The Drama) |
| just a couple things that sounded right to me: |
| In article <2vuatr$7bo@adam.cc.sunysb.edu>, mepstein@sbee.sunysb.edu. (Michael Epstein) writes: |
| |> |
| |> Well here's what I could do with it. I believe its tuned down 1 whole step |
| |> |
|> --------- |> --------- |> --------- then it goes straight into |> --------- 1 Measure each of |> -2p0----- |> ---------
| I thought this sounded more like: |
-------- -------- -------- --------
| -3~2---- |
--------
| |> |
| |> and to love... |
| |> G D G D Em Bm |
| |> |
| |> C C |
| |> |
| and I'm pretty sure they insert a Dsus4 in the verse |
| G | D | Dsus4 | D | G | D | Dsus4 | D | Em | Bm | C | C | |
| |> and then repeats that whole first part |
| |> |
| |> Then... |
| |> I've willed I've walked... |
| |> D D D D |
| |> |
| |> Hey, Now we won't be Raped |
| |> Em A Asus A (the em and a stuff repeats 4 times then...) |
| |> |
| |> Csus2 |
| |> |
|> ----3----- |> ----5----- |> ----5----- |> ----3----- |> ----3----- |> ----3-----
| Cool! I didn't know what was going on here. Thanks! |
| --Les |
| |> |
| |> The only differing part to the pattern above is after the second |
| |> no we won't be raped...etc instead of Csus2 it goes |
| |> |
| |> C C D D Em Em |
| |> |
| |> D D C C |
| |> |
| |> |
| |> |
| |> And there it is |
| |> |
| |> Mike Epstein |
| |> I am the truth from which you run...and I control you |

| G | D | Em | G7 | |
| She's got a | way | about her |
| C | |
| I don't know what it is |
| D | C | D | |
| But I | know that | I can't | live without her |
| G | D | Em | G7 | |
| She's got a | way of | pleasin' |
| C | |
| I don't know what it is |
| D | C | D | |
| But there | doesn't | have to | be a reason |
| Gm | Csus4 | G | |
| Anyway |
| G | D | Em | G7 | |
| She's got a | smile that | heals me |
| C | |
| I don't know why it is |
| D | C | D | |
| But I | have to | laugh when | she reveals me |
| G | D | Em | G7 | |
| She's got a | way of | talkin' |
| C | |
| I don't know what it is |
| D | C | D | |
| But it | lifts me | up when | we are walkin' |
| Gm | Csus4 | G | |
| Anywhere |
| D | Am | |
| She | comes to me when I'm | feelin' down |
| G | Gm | |
| In | spires me with | out a sound |
| D | F#7 | Bm | D7 | |
| She | touches me and | I get turned a | round |
| G | D | Em | G7 | |
| She's got a | way of | showin' |
| C | |
| How I make her feel |
| D | C | D | |
| And I | find the | strength to | keep on goin' |
| G | D | Em | G7 | |
| She's got a | light | around her |
| C | |
| And everywhere she goes |
| D | C | D | |
| A | million | dreams of | love surround her |
| Gm | Csus4 | G | |
| Everywhere |
| D | Am | |
| She | comes to me when I'm | feelin' down |
| G | Gm | |
| In | spires me with | out a sound |
| D | F#7 | Bm | D7 | |
| She | touches me and | I get turned a | round |
| G | D | Em |
| G | D | Em | G7 | |
| She's got a | smile that | heals me |
| C | |
| I don't know why it is |
| D | C | D | |
| But I | have to | laugh when | she reveals me |
| G | D | Em | G7 | |
| She's got a | way | about her |
| C | |
| I don't know what it is |
| D | C | D | |
| But I | know that | I can't | live without her |
| Gm | Csus4 | G | |
| Anyway |
| ------------- |
| Submitted by Marc Lauzon |
| (MarcLau@Microsoft.com) |

| A | E | G | A | |
| Johnny was a | school boy when he | heard his first Beatles | song |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Love Me | Do, I think it was and from | there it didn't take him | long |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Got himself a | guitar, used to | play every | night |
| A | E | G | A | D | |
| Now he's in a | rock & roll outfit, and | everything's all | right, | Don't |
| E | D | E | |
| know? |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Johnny told his | Momma, | Hey Momma I'm goin' | away |
| A | E | G | A | |
| I'm gonna hit the | big time, gonna | be a big star some- | day |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Momma came | to the door with a | tear drop in her | eye |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Johnny said, | Don't cry Momma | smile & wave good- | bye |
| D | E | D | E | E | D | A | |
| Don't you | know, | yeah, | yeah, | Don't you | know that you are a |
| star |
| D | E | D | E | E | D | |
| Don't you | know, | don't you | know, | Don't you | know that you are a |
| shooting star |
| G | D | E | D | E | |
| And | all the world will love you just as | long,Â…As long as you | areÂ….. |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Johnny made a | record, went | straight up to number | one |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Suddenly | everyone loved to | hear him sing the | song |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Watching the | world go by, | surprisin' it goes so | fast |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Johnny looked | around him and said, Well, I | made the big time at | last |
| D | E | D | E | E | D | A | |
| Don't you | know, | yeah, | yeah, | Don't you | know that you are a |
| star |
| D | E | D | E | E | D | A | |
| Don't you | know, | whoa | yeah, | Don't you | know that you are a |
| star, yeah |
| G | D | E | D | |
| And | all the world will love you just as | long, As long as you | are a |
| E | |
| star |
| F# | E | B | F# | E | |
| (guitar solo) | X3 |
| E | D | A | D | E | D | |
| Don't you | know that you are a | shooting star, | Don't you | know, |
| E |
| E | D | A | G | |
| Don't you | know that you are a | shooting star, And | all the world will love |
| D | |
| just as | long |
| E | D | E | |
| As long as you | areÂ….. |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Johnny died | one night, | died in his | bed |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Bottle of | whiskey, sleepin' | tablets by his | head |
| A | E | G | A | |
| Johnny's life | passed him by like a | warm summer | day |
| A | E | G | A | |
| If you listen to the | wind, you can | still hear him | play |
| D | E | D | E | |
| Woah... |
| E | D | A | D | E | D | |
| Don't you | know that you are a | shooting star, | Don't you | know, |
| E | |
| you | know |
| E | D | A | D | E | D | |
| Don't you | know that you are a | shooting star, | Don't you | know, |
| E | |
| you | know |
| E | D | A | |
| Don't you | know that you are a | shooting star |
| D | E | D | E | |
| Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you, | don't you | know |
| E | D | A | E | |
| Don't you | know that you are a | shooting star |
| (improvise) |
| Na, na, na, na.. (to end) |

*= repeat back and forth from A to Bb.
SISTER CHRISTIAN BY: NIGHT RANGER
TABBED BY: RIKK SOWERS/TICKLE My band opened up for Night Ranger in Tucson, Arizona, In February 2002!!! They are a Kick Ass band and real cool dudes! Enjoy this song. These ARE the CORRECT CHORDS!!! Notes are represented as power chords.
( C ) Sister Christian, Oh, the (F) time has (G) come, ( C ) And you know that you're the (F) only (G) one to say (F) Okay. (E-D) ( C ) Where you going, what you (F) looking (G) for? ( C ) You know those boys don't want to (F) play no (G) more, with (F) you, It's true. (E-D-C)
CHORUS ( C ) You're motoring, (F) What's your price for flight? C ) In finding (F) mister (Bb) right. (F) You'll be al right to (Bb) night. (Bb-A-G)
( C ) Babe, you know? You're growing (F) up so (G) fast. ( C ) Mama's worrying, that you (F) won't last to (G) say (F) let's play. (E-D) ( C ) Sister Christian there's (F) so much in (G) life. ( C ) Don't you give it up before (F) your (G) time is (F) due, It's true. (E-D-C) It's true. Yeah.
( C ) Motoring (F) What's your price for ( C ) flight? (F) You've got him (Bb) in your ( C ) sights. (F-E-D-C lick) (F) and driving through the (Bb) night. (A-Bb*) ( C ) Motoring (F) What's your price for ( C ) flight? (F) In finding (Bb) mister ( C ) right. (F-E-D-C lick) (F) You'll be al right tonight. (Bb)(Bb-A-G)
SOLO-(C-D-C-D-C-D-C-D-E-Eb-D-G)
( C ) Motoring (F) What's your price for ( C ) flight? (F) In finding (Bb) mister ( C ) right. (F-E-D-C lick) (F) You'll be alright tonight (Bb). (A-B*) ( C ) Motoring (F) What's your price for ( C ) flight? (F) In finding (Bb) mister ( C ) right. (F-E-D-C lick) (F) You'll be al right tonight. (Bb)(Bb-A-G-C)
( C ) Sister Christian, oh, the (F) time has (G) come. ( C ) And you know that you're the (F) only (G) one to say (F) okay. (E-D) ( C ) But you're motoring....Yeah...motoring.

##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. ###From: SkyMike6@aol.com##John Prine
| She was a (C)level-headed dancer on the (F)road to alcohol |
| And (G)I was just a soldier on my (C)way to Montreal |
| Well she (C)pressed her chest against me about the (F)time the juke box broke |
| She (G)gave me a peck on the back of the neck and these are the words she (C)spokeChorus |
| (C)Blow up your T.V.(F) (C)throw away your paper(F) (C) |
| Go into the (G)country, build you a (C)home(F) (C) |
| (C)Plant a little garden,(F) (C)eat a lot of peaches(F) (C) |
| Try to find (G)Jesus on your (C)own |
| Well, I sat (C)there at the table and I (F)acted real naive |
| For I (G)knew that topless lady had (C)something up her sleeve |
| Well, she (C)danced around the bar room and she (F)did the hoochy-coo |
| Yeah she (G)sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to (C)doChorus |
| Well, I was (C)young and hungry and ab(F)out to leave that place |
| But (G)just as I was leavin', well she (C)looked me in the face |
| I said '(C)You must know the answer.' She said, '(F)No but I'll give it a try.' |
| And (G)to this very day we've been livin' our way and here is the reason (C)whyChorus |
| (C)We blow up our T.V.(F) (C)threw away our paper(F) (C) |
| Went to the (G)country, build us a (C)home(F) (C) |
| (C)Had a lot of children,(F) (C)fed 'em on peaches(F) (C) |
| They all found (G)Jesus on their (C)own |

| Intro |
D chord Cadd9 chord G chord e|-------------15----14----|T |-------------15----14----|T |-------------15----14----|T B|----15-------------------|w |----15-------------------|w |----15-------------------|w G|-------14-12----14----14-|i |-------14-12----14----14-|i |-12----14-12----14----14-|i D|-12----------------------|c |-14----------------------|c |-------------------------|c A|-------------------------|e |-------------------------|e |-------------------------|e E|-------------------------| |-------------------------| |-------------------------|
| D | |
| She's got a smile that it seems to me |
| Cadd9 | |
| Re | minds me of childhood memories |
| G | D | |
| Where | everything was as fresh as the bright blue | sky |
| D | |
| Now and then when I see her face |
| Cadd9 | |
| she | takes me away to that special place |
| G | D | |
| and if I | stay too long I'd probably break down and | cry |
| A | B | C | D | |
| Oh | oh | oh oh sweet child of | mine |
| A | B | C | D | |
| Oh | oh | oh oh sweet child of | mine |
| D | |
| She's got eyes of the bluest sky |
| Cadd9 | |
| as | if they thought of rain |
| G | D | |
| I | hate to look into those eyes and | see an ounce of pain |
| D | |
| Her | hair reminds me of a warm safe place |
| Cadd9 | |
| where | as a child I'd hide |
| G | D | |
| and | pray for the thunder and the rain to | quietly pass me by |
| A | B | C | D | |
| Oh | oh | oh oh sweet child of | mine |
| A | B | C | D | |
| Oh | oh | oh oh sweet child of | mine |
| Em | C | B7 | Am | Em | C | B7 | Am | Em | C | B7 | Am | Em | C | B7 | Am | |
| Solo |
| Following vocals ad lib over E F# G A B C D G chord sequence |
| Where do we go |
| Where do we go now |
| Where do we go |
| Sweet child of mine |
| End on E open chord |

| Am | |
| I feel a hunger |
| F | G | |
| It's a h | unger |
| Am | F | G | |
| that tries to keep a man awake at | night. |
| Am | |
| Are you the answer? |
| F | G | |
| I shouldn't won | der |
| Am | F | G | |
| When I feel you wet my appetite |
| Am | |
| With all the power |
| F | G | |
| You're relea | sing |
| Am | F | G | |
| It isn't safe to walk the city | streets alone |
| Am | |
| Anticipation's |
| F | G | |
| Running through | me |
| Am | F | G | |
| Let's find the key and turn this engine | on. |
| F | |
| I can feel you breathe; I can feel your heartbeat faster. |
| C | G | Am | |
| Take me home | tonight |
| F | |
| I don't want to |
| C | G | Am | F | |
| Let you go | till you see | the light |
| C | G | Am | |
| Take me home | tonight |
| F | |
| Listen honey |
| Am | G | F | |
| Just like R | onnie sang: “Be | my little baby” |
| (Intro Riff) |
| I get frightened |
| In all this darkness |
| I get nightmares |
| I hate to sleep alone |
| I need some company |
| A guardian angel |
| To keep me warm when the cold winds blow! |
| I can feel you breathe |
| I can feel your heartbeat faster. . . .(to Chorus) |

| Am | D | |
| Talking away |
| G | C | C/B | |
| I don't know what I'm to say |
| Am | D | |
| I'll say it anyway |
| G | C | C/B | |
| today's another day to find | you |
| Am | D | |
| Shying away |
| Em | C | |
| I'll be coming for you love O.K. |
| Chorus: |
| G | D | Em | C | |
| Take on | me ( | take o | n me) |
| G | D | Em | C | |
| Take me | on ( | take o | n me) |
| G | D | Em | C | G | D | Em | C | |
| I'll | be | gone i | n a day or two |
| Am | D | G | |
| So needless to say I'm | odds and end | s |
| C | C/B | Am | D | |
| But that's me, s | tumbling | away |
| G | C | C/B | |
| Slowly learning that life is O.K. |
| Am | D | |
| Say after me |
| Em | C | |
| It's no better to be safe than sorr | y. |
| Chorus |
| Instrumental Section: Bm F Bm F Am D |
| Am | D | |
| The things that you say |
| G | C | C/B | |
| Is it live or just | to play |
| Am | D | |
| My worries away |
| G | C | C/B | |
| You're all the things I've got to remembe | r |
| G | D | |
| You shying away |
| Em | C | |
| I'll be coming for you anyway |
| Chorus (repeat) |

| D | G | |
| Put no | stone at my head, no | flowers on my tomb |
| D | A | |
| No | gold plated sign, in a | marble pillared room |
| D | G | |
| The | only thing I want, when they | lay me in the ground |
| D | A | D | |
| When I | die | tear my stillhouse | down |
| CHORUS: |
| G | |
| Oh | tear my stillhouse down, let it go to rust |
| D | |
| Don't | leave no trace of the hiding place, where I made that evil stuff |
| G | |
| For | all my time and money, no profit did I see |
| D | A | D | |
| That | old copper kettle was the | death of | me |
| VERSE 2: |
| When I was a child, way back in the hills |
| I laughed at the men, who tended those stills |
| But that old mountain shine, it caught me somehow |
| When I die tear my stillhouse down |
| (CHORUS) |
| VERSE 3: |
| Oh tell all your children, that Hell ain't no dream |
| 'Cause Satan he lives, in my whiskey machine |
| And in my time of dying, I know where I'm bound |
| So when I die tear my stillhouse down |
| (CHORUS) |


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| E | |
| You keep saying you've got something for me. |
| Something you call love, but confess. |
| A | |
| You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been messin' |
| E | |
| and now | someone else is gettin' all your best. |
| Chorus: |
| G | E | |
| These | boots are made for | walking, |
| G | E | |
| and | that's just what they'll | do |
| G E N.C. |
| one of these days these boots are gonna walk all over (you). |
| Link 1: |
| |E |E |E |E |E |E |E |E | |
| you Yeah! |
| Verse 2: |
| E | |
| you kep lying, when you oughta be truthin' |
| And you keep losin' when ypu oughta not bet. |
| A | |
| You keep samin' when you oughta be a-changin'. |
| E | |
| Now what's | right is right, but you ain't been right yet. |
| Chorus 2 - same as chorus 1 |
| link 2 - same as link 1 (without the yeah!) |
| Verse 3: |
| E | |
| You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin' |
| and you keep thinkin' that you'll never get burnt, ha! |
| A | |
| I just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah |
| E | |
| and what he know you ain't have time to learn. |
| Chorus 3 - same as chorus 1 |
| Link 3: |
| |E |E |E |E | |
| you. |
| E | |
| are you ready boots? start walkin'! |
| Outro: |
| fade out with the E chord. |
| thanks, comments and ratings much appreciated. |

| Em | |
| On a long and lonely highway east of Omaha |
| Dsus2 | |
| You can | listen to the engine, moanin' out as one long song |
| Asus2 | Em | |
| You can | think about the woman, or the girl you knew the night | before |
| And your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do |
| Dsus2 | |
| When you're | riding sixteen hours and there's nothing much to do |
| Asus2 | Em | |
| You | don't feel much like travelin', you just wish the trip was | through |
| Chorus |
| Dsus2 | Em | |
| But here I | am, on the | road again |
| Dsus2 | Em | |
| Here I | am, up on | stage |
| Dsus2 | Asus2 | |
| Here I | go, playing the | star again |
| C | Dsus2 | Em | |
| There I | go, | turn the | page |
| Em | |
| You walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road |
| Dsus2 | |
| And you | feel the eyes upon you, as you're shaking off the cold |
| Asus2 | Em | |
| You | pretend it doesn't bother you, but you just want to | explode |
| Em | |
| Sometimes you hear 'em talkin', other times you can't |
| Dsus2 | |
| All the | same old cliches is that a woman or a man |
| Asus2 | Em | |
| And you | always seem outnumbered, you dare not make a | stand |
| Chorus |
| Em | |
| Out there in the spotlight, you're a million miles away |
| Dsus2 | |
| Every ounce of energy you try to give away |
| Asus2 | Em | |
| And the | sweat pours from your body like the music that you | play |
| Em | |
| Later on that evening, as you lie awake in bed |
| Dsus2 | |
| Echoes of the amplifiers ringin' in your head |
| Asus2 | Em | |
| And you | smoke the day's last cigarette, remembering what she | said |
| Chorus |

| Original in E |
| Intro F A F G A |
| C | G | Am | Em | F | C | G | Am | F | |
| Sometimes I | feel like I | don't have a | part | ner, | sometimes I | feel like | my only | friend |
| C | G | Am | Em | F | C | G | Am | F | Cmaj7 | |
| Is the | city I | live in the | City of | Ange | ls, | lonely as | I am, | together we cry |
| C | G | Am | Em | F | C | G | Am | F | |
| I | drive on her | streets 'cause | she's my | compa | nion, I | walk through her | hills 'cause | she knows who | I am |
| C | G | Am | Em | F | C | G | Am | F | Cmaj7 | |
| She | sees my good | deeds and she | kisses me | wind | y. | I never | worried, now | that is a | lie. |
| Am | G | D | Am | |
| I don't ever want to | feel | like I did | that day |
| Am | G | D | Am | C | G | Am | E | F | C | G | Am | F | |
| Take me to the place I | love, | take me | all the way... |
| C | G | Am | Em | F | C | G | Am | F | |
| It's | hard to bel | ieve there's | nobody | out | there, it's | hard to bel | ieve that | I'm all | alone |
| C | G | Am | Em | F | C | G | Am | F | Cmaj7 | |
| At | least I have | her love the | city she | loves | me, | lonely as | I am, | together we | cry |
| Chorus, then additional voices sing: |
| Under the bridge downtown, is where I drew some blood |
| Under the bridge downtown, I could not get enough |
| Under the bridge downtown, forgot about my love |
| Under the bridge downtown, I gave my life away |

THE UNEASY RIDER Recorded by Charlie Daniels
SPOKEN: [C] I was takin' a trip out to L.A. [F] Toolin' along in my Chevrolet [G7] Tokin' on a number and diggin' on the radi-[C] o ... [C] Just as I crossed the Mississippi line [F] I heard that highway start to whine [G7] And I knew that left rear tire was about to [C] go.
Well, the spare was flat and I got uptight 'Cause there wasn't a fillin' station in sight So I just limped on down the shoulder on the rim I went as far as I could and when I stopped the car It was right in front of this little bar Kind of redneck lookin' joint, called the Dew Drop Inn.
Well, I stuffed my hair up under my hat And told the bartender that I had a flat And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one There was one thing I was sure proud to see There wasn't a soul in the place, 'cept for him and me And he just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone.
I called up the station down the road a ways And he said he wasn't very busy today And he could have somebody there in just 'bout ten minutes or so He said now you just stay right where you're at And I didn't bother tellin' the durn fool I sure as hell didn't have anyplace else to go.
I just ordered up a beer and sat down at the bar When some guy walked in and said; 'Who owns this car? With the peace sign, the mag wheels and four on the floor?' Well, he looked at me and I damn near died And I decided that I'd just wait outside So I layed a dollar on the bar and headed for the door.
Just when I thought I'd get outta there with my skin These five big dudes come strollin' in With this one old drunk chick and some fella with green teeth And I was almost to the door when the biggest one Said; 'You tip your hat to this lady, son.' And when I did all that hair fell out from underneath.
Now the last thing I wanted was to get into a fight In Jackson, Mississippi on a Saturday night 'Specially when there was three of them and only one of me They all started laughin' and I felt kinda sick And I knew I'd better think of somethin' pretty quick So I just reached out and kicked old green-teeth right in the knee.
He let out a yell that'd curl your hair But before he could move, I grabbed me a chair And said; 'Watch him folks, 'cause he's a thouroughly dangerous man.' 'Well, you may not know it, but this man's a spy He's an undercover agent for the FBI And he's been sent down here to infiltrate the Ku Klux Klan.'
He was still bent over, holdin' on to his knee But everyone else was lookin' and listenin' to me And I layed it on thicker and heavier as I went I said; 'Would you beleive this man has gone as far As tearin' Wallace stickers off the bumpers of cars And he voted for George McGovern for president.'
'He's a friend of them long-haired, hippie type, pinko fags I betcha he's even got a Commie flag Tacked up on the wall, inside of his garage He's a snake in the grass, I tell ya guys He may look dumb, but that's just a disguise He's a mastermind in the ways of espionage.'
They all started lookin' real suspicious at him And he jumped up an' said; 'Now, just wait a minute, Jim You know he's lyin' I've been livin' here all of my life.' 'I'm a faithfull follower of Brother John Birch And I belong to the Antioch Baptist Church And I ain't even got a garage, you can call home and ask my wife.'
Then he started sayin' somethin' 'bout the way I was dressed But I didn't wait around to hear the rest I was too busy movin' and hopin' I didn't run outta luck And when I hit the ground, I was makin' tracks And they were just takin' my car down off the jacks So I threw the man a twenty an' jumped in an' fired that mother up.
Mario Andretti woulda sure been proud Of the way I was movin' when I passed that crowd Comin' out the door and headin' toward me in a trot And I guess I should-a gone ahead and run But somehow I couldn't resist the fun Of chasin' them all just once around the parkin' lot.
Well, they're headin' for their car, but I hit the gas And spun around and headed them off at the pass I was slingin' gravel and puttin' a ton of dust in the air Ha Ha, well, I had 'em all out there steppin' and fetchin' Like their heads were on fire and their asses was catchin' But I figured I oughta go ahead an split before the cops got there.
When I hit the road I was really wheelin' Had gravel flyin' and rubber squeelin' And I didn't slow down 'til I was almost to Arkansas Well, I think I'm gonna re-route my trip I wonder if anybody'd think I'd flipped If I went to L.A. - via Omaha.

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| G | D | |
| Harry Truman, Doris Day, R | ed China, Johnnie Ray |
| E | C | |
| South Pacific, Walter Winchel, Jo | e DiMaggio |
| G | D | |
| Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, S | tudebaker, television |
| E | C | |
| North Korea, South Korea, | Marilyn Monroe |
| Main riff |
| G | D | |
| Rosenbergs, H-bomb, S | ugar Ray, Panmunjom |
| E | C | |
| Brando, The King and I, | and The Catcher in the Rye |
| G | D | |
| Eisenhower, vaccine, | England's got a new queen |
| E | C | |
| Marciano, Liberace, S | antayana goodbye |
| CHORUS (PLAY THE INTRO) |
| We didn't start the fire |
| It was always burning |
| Since the world's been turning |
| We didn't start the fire |
| No we didn't light it |
| But we tried to fight it |
| G | D | |
| Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, | Nasser aand Prokofiev |
| E | C | |
| Rockefeller, Campanella, | Communist Bloc |
| G | D | |
| Roy hn, Juan Peron, T | oscanini, dacron |
| E | C | |
| Dien Bien Phu falls, | Rock Around the Clock |
| G | D | |
| Einstein, James Dean, | Brooklyn's got a winning team |
| E | C | |
| Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, | Elvis Presley, Disneyland |
| G | D | |
| Bardot, Budapest, | Alabama, Krushchev |
| E | C | |
| Princess Grace, Peyton Place, | trouble in the Suez |
| CHORUS |
| G | D | |
| Little Rock, Pasternak, | Mickey Mantle, Kerouac |
| E | C | |
| Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, | Bridge on the River Kwai D |
| Lebanon, Charles de Gaulle, California baseball |
| E | C | |
| Stark weather, homicide, | children of thalidomide |
| D | |
| Buddy Holly, Ben Hur, | space monkey, Mafia |
| E | C | |
| Hula hoops, Castro, | Edsel is a no-go |
| G | D | |
| U-2, Syngman Rhee, | payola and Kennedy |
| E | C | |
| Chubby Checker, Psycho, | Belgians in the Congo |
| CHORUS |
| G | D | |
| Hemingway, Eichmann, | Stranger in a Strange Land |
| E | C | |
| Dylan, Berlin, | Bay of Pigs invasion |
| G | D | |
| Lawrence of Arabia, | British Beatlemania |
| E | C | |
| Ole Miss, John Glenn, | Liston beats Patterson |
| G | D | |
| Pope Paul, Malcolm X, | British politician sex |
| E | C | |
| JFK, blown away, | what else do I have to say |
| CHORUS |
| G | D | |
| Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, | Richard Nixon back again |
| E | C | |
| Moonshot, Woodstock | , Watergate, punk rock |
| G | D | |
| Begin, Reagan, Palestine, | terror on the airline |
| E | C | |
| Ayatollah's in Iran, | Russians in Afghanistan |
| G | D | |
| Wheel of Fortune, Sally Ride, | heavy metal, suicide |
| E | C | |
| Foreign debts, homeless vets, | AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz |
| G | D | |
| Hypodermics on the shores, | China's under martial law |
| E | C | |
| Rock and roller cola wars, | I can't take it anymore |
| CHORUS |
| There you go, simple as! |

And I think to myself, What a wonderful world.
WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD by LOUIS ARMSTRONG
Email me comments at pespaul.salerno@gmail.com
E------------------------------------------------------------| B-----------------1------3---------1-------------------------| G------------------------------------------------------------| D-3-------3---3----------------------------------------------| A----3-------------------------------------------------------| E------------------------------------------------------------|
I see trees of green, red roses too E------------------------------------------------------------| B------------------------------------------------------------| G-3------------2-----0---------------------------------------| D------------------------------3-----------------------------| A------------------------------------------------------------| E------------------------------------------------------------|
I see them bloom, for me and you,
E------------------------------------------------------------| B------------------------------------------------------------| G---------------------------------------0----2---------------| D-3--3---3----3--3--3-----3--3---3---2-----------------------| A------------------------------------------------------------| E------------------------------------------------------------|

| intro:repeat 2 times |
| G | D | Em | C |
| G | D | Em | C | |
| I | heard you crying | loud |
| G | D | Em | C | |
| all the | way across | town |
| G | D | Em | C | |
| you've been | searching for that | someone and it's | me out on the | prowl |
| G | D | Em | C | |
| as | you sit ar | ound feeling so | rry for your | self |
| Don't get lonely now |
| dry your whining eyes |
| I'm just roaming for the moment sleazin' my back yard |
| so don't get so uptight you been thincking about ditching me |
| Am | C | |
| No time to search the | world around |
| Am | Em | D | |
| cause you | know where I'll be | found |
| G | D | Em | C | |
| when I come ar | ound |
| repeat intro 2 times |
| I heard it all before |
| so don't knock down my door |
| I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser |
| to try slag me down because I know I'm right |
| So go do what you like |
| make sure you do it wise |
| You may find out that your self doubt means nothing was ever there |
| you can go forcing something if it's just not right |
| Am | C | |
| No time to search the | world around |
| Am | Em | D | |
| cause you | know where I'll be | found repeat 4 times |
| G | D | Em | C | |
| when I come ar | ound |
| have fun :) |
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| G | D | Em | Bm | |
| Little | child | dry your | cryin' eyes |
| C | G | Em | D | |
| How can | I explain the | fear you feel | inside |
| G | D | Em | Bm | |
| Cause yore were | born | into this evil | world |
| C | G | Em | D | |
| Where man is | killing man and | no one knows just | whyBreak 1 |
| C | Bm | Em | Bm | |
| What have | we become | just look what we | have done |
| C | G | Em | D | |
| all that we | destroyed | you must build | againChorus |
| Em | Bm | C | G | |
| When the children | cry let then | know we | tried |
| Em | Bm | C | D | |
| When the children | sing then the | new world | begins |
| Little child you must show the way |
| to a better day for all the young |
| Cause you were born for the world to see |
| that we all can live with love n' peaceBreak 2 |
| No more presidents and all the wars will end |
| one united world under godChorusSoloBreak1 & Break 2Chorus |

| E | A | E | |
| I've got a good woman at home who | thinks I do no | wrong |
| E | B7 | |
| But sometimes lord, she just ain't always a | round |
| E | A | E | |
| And you know that's | when I fall, I can't | help myself at | all |
| E | B7 | |
| And I get whiskey | bent and hell bound |
| E | A | E | |
| Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put a | cold one in my | hand, |
| B7 | |
| 'cause you know I love to hear those guitar | sounds |
| E | A | E | |
| Don't you play 'I'm So | Lonesome I Could Cry' cause I'll get | all balled up |
| inside |
| B7 | E | |
| And I'll get whiskey | bent and hell | bound |
| E | A | E | |
| Sure enough about closing time, (I'm) about st | oned out of my | mind |
| B7 | |
| And I end up with some honky-tonk special I | found |
| E | A | E | |
| Just as sure as the m | orning sun come, thinking of | my sweet girl at | home |
| B7 | E | |
| And I need to get whiskey | bent and hell | bound |
| E | A | E | |
| Play me some songs about a ramblin' man, put old | Jim Beam in my | hand |
| B7 | |
| 'cause you know I still love to get drunk and hear country | sounds |
| E | A | E | |
| But don't you play 'Your | Cheatin' Heart' cause that'll | tear me all a | part |
| B7 | E | |
| I'll get whiskey | bent and hell | bound |
| E B7(?) E |
| Yeah, old Hank's songs always make me feel low down |
| Submitted by Dan Nicholas |
| Arnprior, On., Canada |
| nicholdb@istar.ca |

| D | D7 | G | D | |
| I really do, | appreciate the | fact you're | sittin' here. |
| D | G | E7 | |
| Your voice sounds | so wonderful but your | face don't |
| A7 | |
| look to | o clear. |
| G | D | |
| So | barmaid bring a pitcher, | another round o' brew, |
| G | A | D | D7 | |
| Honey | why don't we get | drunk and | screw... |
| (Chorus:) |
| G | A | D | |
| Why don't we get | drunk and | screw? |
| E7 | A7 | |
| I just bought a waterbed filled | up for me and you. |
| G | |
| They | say you are a snuff queen, |
| D | |
| Honey I | don't think that's true. |
| G | A | D | |
| So, | why don't we get | drunk and | screw. |
| (spoken: 'Take it Coral Reefers, here we go...';) violin solo |
| Why don't we get drunk and screw? |
| I just bought a waterbed (it's) filled up for me and you.(**) |
| They say you are a snuff queen, |
| Honey I don't think that's true. |
| So, why don't we get drunk and screw? |
| Yeah, now baby I say, 'Lord!,' (*) |
| Why don't we get drunk and screw. |
| (*)- or 'Chord!' or 'More Beer!' or whatever you like... :*) 'hic |
| (**)- on 'Feeding Frenzy' alternate verse: |
| 'I just bought a waterbed filled up with Elmer's Glue!...' |
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| (This song is published in CPP/Belwin's 'Songs You Know By Heart') |
| ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// | |
| // Mike A. Hall // 'If I don't die by Thursday, // |
| // mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu // I'll be roarin' Friday night.' // |
| // // --J.Buffett // |
| ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// | |

Intro |
| Am | D7 | G | Cmaj7 | F | Dm | E | |
| |
| Am | D7 | G | Cmaj7 | F | |
| Now that I've | lost everything to | you, you say you | want to start something | new |
| Dm | E | |
| And it's | breaking my heart your | leaving, baby I'm grieving |
| Am | D7 | G | Cmaj7 | F | |
| But if you want to | leave take good | care hope you have a | lot of nice things to | wear |
| Dm | E | G7 | |
| But then a | lot of nice things turn | bad out | there |
Chorus |
| C | G | F | G | F | C | |
| Ooh | baby baby it's a | wild world | it's hard to get | by just upon a | smile |
| C | G | F | G | F | C | Dm | E | |
| Ooh | baby baby it's a | wild world and | I'll always re | member you like a | child girl | |
| Am | D7 | G | Cmaj7 | F | |
| You know I've seen a | lot of what the world can | do and it's | breaking my heart in | two |
| Dm | E | |
| Because I | never want to see you | sad girl, don't be a bad girl |
| Am | D7 | G | Cmaj7 | F | |
| But if you want to | leave take good | care hope you make a | lot of nice friends out | there |
| Dm | E | G7 | |
| But just re | member there's a lot of bad | and be | ware |
Chorus |
| Am | D7 | G | Cmaj7 | F | Dm | E | |
| |
| Am | D7 | G | Cmaj7 | F | |
| But if you want to | leave take good | care hope you make a | lot of nice friends out | there |
| Dm | E | G7 | |
| But just re | member there's a lot of bad | and be | ware |
Chorus |
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| C | G | |
| I f | ollow the Mosk | va |
| Dm | C | |
| Do | wn to Gorky Pa | rk |
| C | G | F | G | |
| List | ening to the w | ind of ch | a------ | nge |
| An August summer night |
| Soldiers passing by |
| Listening to the wind of change |
| The world is closing in |
| Did you ever think |
| That we could be so close, like brothers |
| The future's in the air |
| I can feel it everywhere |
| Blowing with the wind of change |
| C | G | Dm | G | |
| T | ake m | e to the m | agic of the m | oment |
| C | G | |
| On a gl | ory ni | ght |
| Dm | G | C | |
| Where the childr | en of tomorro | w dream awa | y |
| G | |
| In the wind of cha | nge |
| Walking down the street |
| Distant memories |
| Are buried in the past forever |
| I follow the Moskva |
| Down to Gorky Park |
| Listening to the wind of change |
| Take me to the magic of the moment |
| On a glory night |
| Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams |
| With you and me |
| Take me to the magic of the moment |
| On a glory night |
| Where the children of tomorrow dream away |
| In the wind of change |
| Am | |
| The w | ind of change |
| Dm | Am | |
| Blows st | raight into the face of t | ime |
| Dm | |
| Like a stormwind that will | ring the freedom bell |
| Am | |
| For peace of m | ind |
| Dm | |
| Let your balalaika s | ing |
| E | |
| What my guitar want to s | ay |
| Take me to the magic of the moment |
| On a glory night |
| Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams |
| With you and me |
| Take me to the magic of the moment |
| On a glory night |
| Where the children of tomorrow dream away |
| In the wind of change |

| F | Am | Bb | Am | |
| I see | trees of | green, | red roses | too |
| Gm7 | F | A7 | Dm | |
| I see them bl | oom, | for me and | you, |
| Db | Gm7/C | C7 | F | F | Bbmaj7 | C7 | |
| And I | think to myself, | What a | wonderful | world. |
| F | Am | Bb | Am | |
| I see | skies of | blue and | clouds of | white, |
| Gm7 | F | A7 | Dm | |
| The bright blessed | day, the | dark sacred | night, |
| Db | Gm7/C | C7 | F | Bb | F | |
| And I | think to myself, | what a | wonderful | world |
| C7 | F | |
| The | colours of the rainbow, so p | retty in the sky |
| C7 | F | |
| Are | also on the faces of | people goin' by |
| Dm | C | Dm | C | |
| I see f | riends shaking h | ands, saying, | 'How do you | do?' |
| Dm | Gm7 | C7 | |
| They're really saying, | 'I love | you.' I hear |
| F | Am | Bb | Am | |
| Babies c | ry, | I watch them | grow |
| Gm7 | F | A7 | Dm | |
| They'll learn much | more than | I'll ever | know, |
| Db | Gm7/C | C7 | F | Am | |
| And I | think to myself | what a | wonderful | worl | d |
| D7 | Gm7 | Gm7/C | C7 | F | Bb6 | F | |
| Yes I | think to myself, | what a wo | nderful wor | ld. |
| |E a d g b E| |
|-----------|
| F |1 3 3 2 1 1| |
| Am |0 0 2 2 1 0| |
| Bb |X 1 3 3 3 1| |
| Gm7 |3 5 3 3 3 3| |
| A7 |X 0 2 0 2 0| |
| Dm |X X 0 2 3 1| |
| Db |X 4 6 6 6 4| |
| Gm7/C |3 3 3 3 X 3| |
| C7 |X 3 2 3 1 0| |
| C |X 3 2 0 1 0| |
| Bbmaj7 |X 1 3 2 3 1| |

| Am | Dm | G |
E -5--5--5--5--5--5--5--5-|-5--5--5--5--3--3--3--3-| B -5--5--5--5--5--5--5--5-|-6--6--6--6--3--3--3--3-| G -5--5--5--5--5--5--5--5-|-7--7--7--7--4--4--4--4-| D -7--7--7--7--7--7--7--7-|-------------5--5--5--5-| A ------------------------|------------------------| E ------------------------|------------------------|
| (Intro chords) |
| You better watch what you say |
| You better watch what you do to me |
| Don~t get carried away |
| Girl, if you can do better than me |
| Am | |
| Go |
| F | |
| Yeah, | go |
| But remember |
| C | Am | |
| Good love is | hard to find |
| C | Am | |
| Good love is | hard to find |
| F | |
| You got | lucky, babe |
| G | |
| You got | lucky, babe |
| (Intro chords) |
| When I found you |
| (Intro chords) |
| You put an end on my tear |
| And then you turn your eyes away |
| If you don~t feel complete |
| If I don~t take you all of the way |
| Am | |
| Then | go, |
| F | |
| Yeah, | go, |
| But remember |
| C | Am | |
| Good love is | hard to find |
| C | Am | |
| Good love is | hard to find |
| F | |
| You got | lucky, babe |
| G | |
| You got | lucky, babe |
| (Intro chords) |
| When I found you |
| The guitar solo is (during the intro chords): |
| Am | Dm | G | Am | Dm | G |
E --------------------------------------|---------------------------------| B --------------------------------------|---------------------------------| G --------------------------------------|---------------------------------| D ------5--7----------------------------|------5--7-----------------------| A -7~---------7~---5--3--5~---3-2--3--5-|-7~---------7~---5--3--2--0------| E --------------------------------------|----------------------------3~~--|
| The (~) means to sustain the note, the (~~) means to sustain and keep it |
| warply tremoloed. |
| Am | |
| Yeah | go, |
| F | |
| Just, | go, |
| But remember |
| C | Am | |
| Good love is | hard to find |
| C | Am | |
| Good love is | hard to find |
| F | |
| You got | lucky, babe |
| G | |
| You got | lucky, babe |
| (Intro chords) |
| When I found you |
| After this the song pretty much goes on through the intro chords, the final |
| Mike Campbell (sorta) solo is: |
| Am | Dm | G | Am | Dm | G |
E ------------------------------------|-----------------------------| B ------------------------------------|-----------------------------| G ------------------------------------|----------------5--7--7b-----| D ------5--7--------------------------|------5--7-------------------| A -7~---------7~---5--3--5~-----------|-7~---------7~---------------| E ------------------------------------|-----------------------------|
| The song fades out on this and that is about it. |