AMERICA
Eb |Ebmaj7
«Let us be lovers,
|Cm |Eb/Bb |Ab | | | |
We’ll marry our fortunes together.
Eb |Ebmaj7 |Cm | | | |
I’ve got some real estate here in my bag.»
Gm7 | |C7 |
So we bought a pack of cigarettes,
|Gm7 | |C9 |
And Mrs. Wagner’s pies,
Gm7|F |Eb
And walked off
|Bb |Eb |Ebmaj7 |Cm |Cm7 |Ab | | | |
To look for Ame-e-e-e-erica.
Eb |Ebmaj7
«Kathy,» I said,
|Cm |Eb/Bb |Ab | | | |
As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh,
Eb |Ebmaj7 |Cm | | | |
«Michigan seems like a dream to me now.
Bb |
It took me four days
| | |
To hitchhike from Saginaw.
F |Bb |F |Ebmaj7 | |Eb | | |
I’ve come to look for Ame-e-e-e-rica.»
Dbmaj7 |Db |
Laughing on the bus,
|Eb | | | | |
Playing games with the faces,
Dbmaj7 | | | |Eb | | | |
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy.
Ab |
I said, «Be careful,
|Abmaj7 | |Eb |Ebmaj7 |Cm7 |Eb6/Bb |Cm6(sus)/A | |Abmaj7 | |
His bowtie is really a camera.»
Eb |Ebmaj7 |
«Toss me a cigarette,
Cm |Eb/Bb |Ab | | | |
I think there’s one in my raincoat.»
Eb |Ebmaj7 |Cm | | | |
«We smoked the last one an hour ago.»
Gm7 | |C7 | |
So I looked at the scenery,
Gm7 | |C9 | |
She read her magazine;
|F |Eb |Bb |Eb |Ebmaj7 |Cm7 |Eb |Ab | | | |
And the moon rose over an o-o-o-open field.
Eb |Ebmaj7 |Cm
«Kathy, I’m lost,» I said,
|Eb/Bb |Ab |Abmaj7 |Fm7 |Ab
Though I knew she was sleeping.
|Eb |Ebmaj7 |Cm | | | |
«I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why.»
Bb |
Counting the cars
| |
On the New Jersey Turnpike.
|F |Bb
They’ve all come
|F |Ebmaj7 | |Eb | |
To look for Ame-e-e-e-rica,
F |Bb |F |Ebmaj7 | |Eb | |
All come to look for Ame-e-e-e-rica,
F |Bb |F |Ebmaj7 | |Eb | |
All come to look for Ame-e-e-e-rica,
AMERICAN TUNE
C | |F C G C G E
Many’s the time I’ve been mistaken
|Am E7 |Am
And many times confused
C |F C G C |G C
Yes, and I’ve often felt forsaken
Bdim|Am E |Am
And certainly misused
C9 |F G |F C
Oh, but I’m alright, I’m alright
|F C G Bdim|Am A7|
I’m just weary to my bones
D7 |G |
Still, you don’t expect to be
C G D |G
Bright and bon vivant
C F C|G |E Am Dm|C/G G |C |
So far a-way from home, so far away from home
|F C G C G E
I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered
|Am E7 |Am
I don’t have a friend who feels at ease
C |F C G C |G C
I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered
Bdim|Am E |Am
or driven to its knees
C9 |F G |F C
Oh, but it’s alright, it’s alright
|F C G G#dim|Am A7|
for we lived so well so long
D7 |G |
Still, when I think of the
C G D |G
road we’re traveling on
C F C |G |E Am
I wonder what’s gone wrong
Dm |C/G G |C |
I can’t help it, I wonder what’s gone wrong
| |
And I dreamed I was dying
|G |Am
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
Ebdim |G/D |
And looking back down at me
F C G |
Smiled reassuringly
|C |
And I dreamed I was flying
|G |Am
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
Ebdim |G/D |
The Statue of Liberty
F |C G |
Sailing away to sea
|C |
And I dreamed I was flying
|F C G C |G
We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
E |Am E7 |Am
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
C |F C G C|G C
We come in the a-ge’s most uncertain hours
Bdim|Am E |Am
and sing an American tune
C9 |F G |F C G C
Oh, and it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright
|F C G |Am A7|
You can’t be forever blessed
D7 G |C G D |G
Still, tomorrow’s going to be another working day
C |F C G |E
And I’m trying to get some rest
Am Dm |C/G G |C |F C|G F|C G|C
That’s all I’m trying to get some rest
APRIL COME SHE WILL
G C |G C |G Am G|
A-april Come She Will
Am Em |Fmaj7 Em |
When streams are ripe and swelled with rain;
C D |G Em |
Ma-ay, she will sta-a-ay,
Am Em |Fmaj7 Em
Resting in my arms again.
G C |G C |G Am G|
Ju-u-une, she’ll change her tune,
Am |Em |Fmaj7 Em |
In restless walks she’ll prowl the night;
C D |G Em |
July-y, she will fly-y-y
Am Em |Fmaj7 Em
And give no warning to her flight.
G C |G C |G Am G|
A-a-august, die she must,
Am Em |Fmaj7 Em |
The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;
|C D |G Em |
September I’ll remember.
Am |Em |C D |G
A love once new has now grown old.
ARMISTICE DAY
|D
On Armistice Day
The Philharmonic will play
|G F#m
But the songs that we sing
|Em(Omit 3rd) |D(Omit 3rd) |
Will be sad
A(Omit 3rd)| |D
Shufflin brown tunes
|D7 |D |G |
Hanging around, ahoo
F#m Em|D | | |
M-m-m-m-m-m-m
|G
No long drawn blown out excuses
D
Were made
|G F#m |Em
When I needed a friend she was there
A(Omit 3rd) | |D |
Just like an easy chair
| |G
Oo, Oo-o
F#m Em|D | | |
M-m-m-m-m-m-m
D |
Armistice Day
|
Armistice Day
G F#m |Em(Omit 3rd) |
That’s all I really wanted to say
D(Omit 3rd) |A(Omit 3rd) | |D(Omit 3rd) |
D | |
Oh I’m weary from waiting
| |
In Washington D.C.
G |
I’m coming to see my Congressman
D | | |
But he’s avoiding me
A/D |G/D |D | | | | | |
Weary from waiting down in Washington D.C.
D | |
Oh Congresswoman
| |
Won’t you tell that Congressman
G |
I’ve waited such a long time
D | | |
I’ve about waited all I can
A/D |G/D |D | | | | | |
Oh Congresswoman, won’t you tell that Congressman
BABY DRIVER
D |
My daddy was the family bassman
| |
My mamma was an engineer
| |
And I was born one dark gray morn
|G |
With music coming in my ears
|D |
In my ears.
|G |
They call me Baby Driver
| |
And once upon a pair of wheels
|D |
Hit the road and I’m gone ah
D Db Am B7
What’s my number
|Em |
I wonder how your engine feels.
|
Ba ba ba ba
D |
Scoot down the road
Db Am B7
What’s my number
|Em7 A7 |D | | |
I wonder how your engine feels.
|D |
My daddy was a prominent frogman
| |
My mamma’s in the Naval reserve
| |
When I was young I carried a gun
|G |
But I never got the chance to serve
|D |
I did not serve.
|G |
They call me Baby Driver
| |
And once upon a pair of wheels
|D |
Hit the road and I’m gone ah
D Db Am B7
What’s my number
|Em |
I wonder how your engine feels.
|
Ba ba ba ba
D |
Scoot down the road
Db Am B7
What’s my number
|Em7 A7 |D | | |
I wonder how your engine feels.
|D |
My daddy get a big promotion
| |
My mamma’s got a raise in pay
| |
There’s no-one home, we’re all alone
|G |
Oh come into my room and play
|D |
Yes we can play.
|G |
I’m not talking about your pigtails
| |
But talking ‘bout your sex appeal
|D |
Hit the road and I’m gone ah
D Db Am B7
What’s my number
|Em |
I wonder how your engine feels.
|
Ba ba ba ba
D |
Scoot down the road
Db Am B7
What’s my number
|Em7 A7 |D | | |
I wonder how your engine feels.
THE BIG BRIGHT GREEN PLEASURE MACHINE
|D | | |
Do people have a tendency to dump on you?
| | |C |
Does your group have more cavities than theirs?
|D | | |
Do all the hippies seem to get the jump on you?
| | |C |
Do you sleep alone when others sleep in pairs?
|Bb |
Well there’s no need to complain,
|A |
We’ll eliminate your pain.
|G |
We can neutralize your brain.
|A | | |
You’ll feel just fine now.
|G F | | | |C | |D |
Buy a Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine!
|D | | |
Do figures of authority just shoot you down?
| | |C |
Is life within the bus’ness world a drag?
|D | | |
Did your boss just mention that you’d better shop around
| | |C |
To find yourself a more productive bag?
|Bb |
Are you worried and distressed?
|A |
Can’t seem to get no rest?
|G |
Put our product to the test.
|A | | |
You’ll feel just fine now.
|G F | | | |C | |D |
Buy a Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine!
A | |G |
You better hurry up and order one
|E | |A |
Our limited supply is very nearly gone.
|D | | |
Do you nervously await the blows of cruel fate?
| | |C |
Do your checks bounce higher than a rubber ball?
|D | | |
Are you worried ‘cause your girlfriend’s just a little late?
| | |C |
Are you looking for a way to chuck it all?
|Bb |
We can end your daily strife
|A |
At a reasonable price.
|G |
You’ve seen it advertised in Life.
|A | | |
You’ll feel just fine now.
|G F | | | |C | |D | |
Buy a Big Bright Green Pleasure Machine!
THE BOY IN THE BUBBLE
D |A5
It was a slow day
| C D
And the sun was beating
|A5 C D C D | C
On the soldiers by the side of the road
D |A5
There was a bright light
| C D
A shattering of shop windows
|A5 C D C
The bomb in the baby carriage
D | C D |
Was wired to the radio
G | C D |
These are the days of miracle and wonder
G C D C D | C D |
This is the long distance call
G | C D |
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
G C D C D | C D |
The way we look to us all
G | C D
The way we look to a distant constellation
|G C D C |D C D |
That’s dying in a corner of the sky
G | C D
These are the days of miracle and wonder
|G C D C D | C D |
And don’t cry baby, don’t cry, don’t cry
D |A5
It was a dry wind
| C D
And it swept across the desert
|A5 C D C D | C
And it curled into the circle of birth
D |A5 |
And the dead sand
C D
Falling on the children
|A5 C D
The mothers and the fathers
C D | C D |
And the automatic earth
G | C D |
These are the days of miracle and wonder
G C D C D | C D |
This is the long distance call
G | C D |
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
G C D C D | C D |
The way we look to us all
G | C D
The way we look to a distant constellation
|G C D C |D C D |
That’s dying in a corner of the sky
G | C D
These are the days of miracle and wonder
|G C D C D | C D |
And don’t cry baby, don’t cry, don’t cry
It’s a turn-around jump shot
| C D
It’s everybody jump start
|A5 C D C D| C D |
It’s every generation throws a hero up the pop charts
A5 | C D
Medicine is magical and magical is art
|A5 C D
The Boy in the Bubble
C |D C D
And the baby with the baboon heart
|
And I believe
G | C D |
These are the days of lasers in the jungle
G C D C D| C D |
Lasers in the jungle some–where
G | C D
Staccato signals of constant information
|G C D C D | C D |
A loose affiliation of millionaires and billionaires and baby
G | C D |
These are the days of miracle and wonder
G C D C D | C D |
This is the long distance call
G | C D |
The way the camera follows us in slo-mo
G C D C |D C D |
The way we look to us all, oh yeah
G | C D
The way we look to a distant constellation
|G C D C |D C D |
That’s dying in a corner of the sky
G | C D
These are the days of miracle and wonder
|G C D C D | C D |
And don’t cry baby, don’t cry, don’t cry
|
Don’t cry
Repeat and fade:
CECILIA
F |Bb F
Celia, you’re breaking my heart
|Bb F |C
You’re shaking my confidence daily.
|Bb F |Bb |F
Oh Cecilia, I’m down on my knees,
|Bb F |C |
I’m begging you please to come home.
F |Bb F
Celia, you’re breaking my heart
|Bb F |C
You’re shaking my confidence daily.
|Bb F |Bb |F
Oh Cecilia, I’m down on my knees,
|Bb F |C
I’m begging you please to come home.
|F |
Ho-ho-home
|Bb |F
Making love in the afternoon with Cecilia
Bb F |C F |
Up in my bedroom,
|Bb
I got up to wash my face
|F
When I come back to bed,
|C F |
someone’s taken my place.
F |Bb F
Celia, you’re breaking my heart
|Bb F |C
You’re shaking my confidence daily.
|Bb F |Bb |F
Oh Cecilia, I’m down on my knees,
|Bb F |C
I’m begging you please to come home.
|F
Come on home.
|Fsus F |Bb |C
|Bb F
Jubila-tion,
|Bb F
She loves me again,
|Bb F |C
I fall on the floor and I laughing,
|Bb F
Jubila-tion,
|Bb F
She loves me again,
|Bb F |C
I fall on the floor and I laughing,
CLOUDY
D | |Gmaj7 |
Cloudy, The sky is grey and white and cloudy.
|D F#7|Ddim|
Sometimes I think it’s hanging down on me.
|A |Fm#7
It’s a hitch-hike a hundred miles.
|A |Bm
I’m a rag-a-muffin child.
|E |
Pointed finger, painted smile.
|A | F#m A |
I left my shadow waiting down the road for me a whi-ile.
D | |Gmaj7|
Cloudy, My thoughts are scattered and they’re cloudy.
|D F#7 |Ddim|
They have no borders, no boundar- ies.
|A |F#m7
They echo and they swell,
|A |Bm
From Tolstoy to Tinkerbell,
|E |
Down from Berkeley to Carmel.
|A | F#m A |
Got some pictures in my pocket and a lot of time to ki – ill.
D | |Gmaj7 |
Hey, Sunshine– I haven’t seen you in a long time.
|D F#7|Ddim|
Why don’t you show your face and bend my mind?
|A |F#m7
These clouds stick to the sky,
|A |Bm
Like a floating question, why?
|E |
And they linger there to die.
|A | F#m A |
They don’t know where they’re going, and my friend, neither do I- -i.
D |Gmaj7 |D |Gmaj7
Cloudy, Cloudy, Cloudy, Cloudy.
DUNCAN
Em |
Couple in the next room
D
Bound to win a prize
|G A |D
they’ve been goin’ at it all night long
|C |G
Well I’m tryin’ to get some sleep
|C G
but these motel walls are cheap
|C G
Lincoln Duncan is my name
|D |Em | |
and here’s my song, here’s my song
My father was a fisherman
|D
my mama was a fisherman’s friend
|G A |D
and I was born in the boredom and the chowder
|C G
So when I reached my prime
|C G |
I left my home in the maritimes
C G |D |Em |
headed down the turnpike for New England, sweet New England
|
Holes in my confidence
D
holes in the knees of my jeans
|G A |D |
I’s left without a penny in my pocket
C G |
Oo-o wee I’s about as
C G
destituted as a kid could be
|C G
And I wish I wore a ring
|D |Em |
so I could hock it I’d like to hock it
|Em
A young girl in a parking lot
|D
was preaching to a crowd
|G
singin sacred songs and
A |D
reading from the bible
|C G
Well I told her I was lost
|C G
and she told me all about the Pentecost
|C G |D |Em
And I seen that girl as the road to my survi-ival
Just later on the very same night
|D
when I crept to her tent with a flashlight
|G A |D
and my long years of innocence ended
|C G |
Well she took me to the woods sayin’
C G
«Here comes somethin’ and it feels so good!»
|C G |D
And just like a dog I was befriended
|Em | |
I was befriended
Em |
Oh, oh, what a night
D
Oh what a garden of delight
|G A |D
Even now that sweet memory lingers
|C G
I was playin’ my guitar
|C G
lying underneath the stars
|C G |D
Just thankin’ the lord for my fingers
|Em
for my fingers
EL CONDOR PASA
|Em |G
I’d rather be a sparrow than a snail
|
Yes I would.
|
If I could,
|Em |
I surely would, Hm-m
| |G
I’d rather be a hammer than a nail.
|
Yes I would.
|
If I only could,
|Em |
I surely would, Hm-m
|C |
Away, I’d rather sail away
|G |
Like a swan that’s here and gone
|C |
A man gets tied up to the ground,
|G
He gives the world
|
Its saddest sound
|Em | |
Its saddest sound
| |G
I’d rather be a forest than a street
|G
Yes I would.
|
If I could,
|Em
I surely would.
| |G
I’d rather feel the earth beneath my feet
|
Yes I would.
|
If I only could,
|Em |
I surely would, Hm-m
EVERYTHING PUT TOGETHER FALLS APART
Fm7 |
M-m, Paraphernalia
F7 Cm7/F |Bb
Never hides your broken bones
B | Bb A
And I don’t know why
|E |
You want to try
A Am Em F#m |E A E7|
Mm, It’s plain to see you’re on your own
Dm7 Cmaj7 Em7 |Am Em
Uh, huh, I ain’t blind, no
D/F |Dm/F
Some folks are crazy
Dm7 |G7 |C7
Others walk that borderline
Watch what you’re doing
|Fm7
Taking downs to get off to sleep
|F7 Cm7/F |Bb
And ups to start you on your way
B | Bb A |E |
After a while they’ll change your style
E7 A Am Em F#m |E A E7|
M-m-m, I see it happening every day
Dm7 Cmaj7 Em7 |A E
Uh, huh spare your heart
D/F |Dm/F
Everything put together
Dm7 |G7 |C7
Sooner or later falls apart
|
There’s nothing to it, nothing to it
|Fm7
You can cry
|C
You can lie
|F7 Cm7/F
For all the good it’ll do you
|Bb
You can die
B |
But when it’s done
Bb A |E |
And the police come, and they lay you down for dead
E7 A Am |Em F#m |E |E7 A Am Em F#m7 E|
Uh, huh, just remember what I said
GRACELAND
|E |
The Mississippi Delta was shining
|A |
Like a National guitar
|C#m
I am following the river
|
Down the highway
|B |
Through the cradle of the civil war
A |E
I’m going to Graceland, Graceland
| B
In Memphis Tennessee
A |E | D A|
I’m going to Graceland
E |
Poor boys and Pilgrims with families
B A |E | D
And we are going to Graceland
A |E | B
My traveling companion is nine years old
A |E | D
He is the child of mv first marriage
A |E
But I’ve reason to believe
| B A |E | D A|E |
We both will be received In Graceland
| |
She comes back to tell me she’s gone
|A
As if I didn’t know that
| |C#m |
As if I didn’t know my own bed
|B |
As if I’d never noticed
|E |
The way she brushed her hair from her forehead
| |
And she said losing love
| |
Is like a window in your heart
|C#m |
Everybody sees you’re blown apart
|B |
Everybody sees the wind blow
A |E |
I’m going to Graceland
B
Memphis Tennessee
A |E | D A|
I’m going to Graceland
E |
Poor boys and Pilgrims with families
B A |E | D
And we are going to Graceland
A |E | B A
My traveling companions are ghosts and empty sockets
|E | D
I’m looking at ghosts and empties
A |E
But I’ve reason to believe
| B A |E | D A|E |
We all will be received In Graceland
|
There is a girl in New York City
| |A |
Who calls herself the human trampoline
|C#m |
And sometimes when I’m falling, flylng
| |
Or tumbling in turmoil I say
B |
Oh, so this is what she means
|E |
She means we’re bouncing into Graceland
| |
And I see losing love
| |
Is like a window in your heart
|C#m |
Everybody sees you’re blown apart
|B |
Everybody feels the wind blow
|E |
In Graceland, in Graceland
B A |E | D
I’m going to Graceland
A |E
For reasons I cannot explain
| B A |
There’s some part of me wants to see
E |
Graceland
D A |E
And I may be obliged to defend
| B
Everv love, every ending
A |E | D
Or maybe there’s no obligations now
A |E
Maybe I’ve a reason to believe
| B
We all will be received
A |E |
In Graceland
HOMEWARD BOUND
| |
I’m sitting in the railway station.
|Em/B | |Gm6/Bb | |A7 | |
Got a ticket to my destination. Mmm
Dm | |Bb |
On a tour of one-night stands my suitcase and guitar in hand.
|C | | |G7 |C |
And ev’ry stop is neatly planned for a poet and a one-man band.
|F |
Homeward bound,
|C |
I wish I was,
|F | |
Homeward bound,
C |Dm C Bb F |
Home where my thought’s escaping,
C |Dm C Bb F |
Home where my mu-sic’s playing,
C |Dm C Bb F |
Home where my love lies waiting
G |C | |
Silently for me.
|
Ev’ry day’s an endless stream
|Em/B | |Gm6/Bb | |A7 |
Of cigarettes and magazi-ines. Mmm
|Dm | |Bb |
And each town looks the same to me, the movies and the factories
|C | | |G7 |C |
And ev’ry stranger’s face I see reminds me that I long to be,
|F |
Homeward bound,
|C |
I wish I was,
|F | |
Homeward bound,
C |Dm C Bb F |
Home where my thought’s escaping,
C |Dm C Bb F |
Home where my mu-sic’s playing,
C |Dm C Bb F |
Home where my love lies waiting
G |C |
Silently for me.
| |
Tonight I’ll sing my songs again,
|Em/B | |Gm6/Bb | |A7 |
I’ll play the game and prete-end. Mmm
|Dm | |Bb |
But all my words come back to me in shades of mediocrity
|C | | |G7 |C |
Like emptiness in harmony I need someone to comfort me.
|F |
Homeward bound,
|C |
I wish I was,
|F | |
Homeward bound,
C |Dm C Bb F |
Home where my thought’s escaping,
C |Dm C Bb F |
Home where my mu-sic’s playing,
C |Dm C Bb F |
Home where my love lies waiting
G |C |Cmaj7/B |
Silently for me.
|C7/Bb | |C |F |C | |
Silently for me.
KATHY’S SONG
|G |C | |G | |
I hear the drizzle of the rain
Am |Em |C |Bm7 | |
Like a memory it falls
G |Bm |G |C | |
Soft and warm continuing
Am |Em |D |G C|G | C|G |
Tapping on my roof and walls.
G |C | |G | |
And from the shelter of my mind
Am |Em |C |Bm7 | |
Through the window of my eyes
G |Bm |G |C | |
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
Am |Em |D |G C|G | C|G |
To England where my heart lies.
G |C | |G | |
My mind’s distracted and diffused
Am |Em |C |Bm7 | |
My thoughts are many miles away
G |Bm |G |C | |
They lie with you when you’re asleep
Am |Em |D |G C|G | C|G |
And kiss you when you start your day.
|G |C | |G | |
And a song I was writing is left undone
Am |Em |C |Bm7 | |
I don’t know why I spend my time
G |Bm |G |C | |
Writing songs I can’t believe
Am |Em |D |G C|G | C|G |
With words that tear and strain to rhyme.
|G |C | |G | |
And so you see I have come to doubt
Am |Em |C |Bm7 | |
All that I once held as true
G |Bm |G |C | |
I stand alone without beliefs
Am |Em |D |G C|G | C|G |
The only truth I know is you.
|G |C | |G | |
And as I watch the drops of rain
Am |Em |C |Bm7 | |
Weave their weary paths and die
G |Bm |G |C | |
I know that I am like the rain
Am |Em |D |G C|G | C|G |
There but for the grace of you go I.
KEEP THE CUSTOMER SATISFIED
|Eb |
Gee but it’s great to be back home,
| |
Home is where I want to be.
|Ab |
I’ve been on the road so long my friend,
And if you came along
|Bb |Ab
I know you couldn’t disagree.
|Eb | |
It’s the same old story, yeah
|Ab
Everyhwere I go,
|Eb |
I get slandered,
Bb
Libeled,
|Eb
I hear words I never heard
|Ab
In the Bible.
|Eb |Cm |
And I’m one step ahead of the shoe shine,
Eb |Cm Ab
Two steps away from the county line,
|Eb Eb7 |Ab
Just trying to keep my customers satisfied,
|Eb
Satisfied.
|Eb |
Deputy Sheriff said to me
| |
Tell me what you come here for, boy.
|Ab |
You better get your bags and flee.
You’re in trouble boy,
|Bb |Ab
And now you’re heading into more.
|Eb | |
It’s the same old story
|Ab
Everyhwere I go,
|Eb |
I get slandered,
Bb
Libeled,
|Eb
I hear words I never heard
|Ab
In the Bible.
|Eb |Cm |
And I’m one step ahead of the shoe shine,
Eb |Cm Ab
Two steps away from the county line,
|Eb Eb7 |Ab
Just trying to keep my customers satisfied,
|Eb | |
Satisfied.
| | |Ab |Eb |
Woh woh woh woh
Ab |Eb | |
But it’s the same old story
|Ab
Everyhwere I go,
|Eb |
I get slandered,
Bb
Libeled,
|Eb
I hear words I never heard
|Ab
In the Bible.
|Eb |Cm |
And I’m one step ahead of the shoe shine,
Eb |Cm Ab
Two steps away from the county line,
|Eb Eb7 |Ab
Just trying to keep my customers satisfied,
|Eb | |
Satisfied.
KODACHROME
|F
When I think back
Fmaj7 |F7 |Bb | |
On all the crap I learned in high school
Gm |
It’s a wonder
C |F |Gm
I can think at all
C7 |F Fmaj7 F7
And though my lack of edu—cation
|Bb | |
Hasn’t hurt me none
Gm |C7 |F
I can read the writing on the wall
F7 Bb D7 |G7
Kodachro—-me
|Cm |F
They give us those nice bright colors
|Bb |Eb
They give us the greens of summers
|C |F |Bb D |G
Makes you think all the world’s a sunny day, Oh yeah
|Cm |F
I got a Nikon camera
|Bb |Eb
I love to take a photograph
|C7 |F |Bb |Dm |Gm |
So mama don’t take my Kodachrome away
C |F Fmaj7 |F7
If you took all the girls I knew
|Bb | |
When I was single
Gm |C7 |F |Gm
And brought them all together for one night
C7 |F Fmaj7
I know they’d never match
|F7 |Bb | |
my sweet imagination
Gm |C7 |F
And everything looks worse in black and white
F7 Bb D7 |G7
Kodachro—-me
|Cm |F
They give us those nice bright colors
|Bb |Eb
They give us the greens of summers
|C |F |Bb D |G
Makes you think all the world’s a sunny day, Oh yeah
|Cm |F
I got a Nikon camera
|Bb |Eb
I love to take a photograph
|C7 |F |Bb | |
So mama don’t take my Kodachrome away
LOVES ME LIKE A ROCK
|G C |G
When I was a little boy, (when I was just a boy)
| C |G
And the Devil would call my name (when I was just a boy)
|C7 |
I’d say «now who do,
|G C |G
Who do you think you’re fooling?» (when I was just a boy)
| C |G
I’m a consecrated boy (when I was just a boy)
G7 |C |
I’m a singer in a Sunday choir
|G |D
Oh , my mama loves, she loves me
|G |Em
She get down on her knees and hug me
|C |G |
Like she loves me like a rock
C |F C
She rocks me like the rock of ages
|G |
And loves me
| |
She love me, love me, love me, love me
|G C |G
When I was grown to be a man (grown to be a man)
| C |G
And the Devil would call my name (grown to be a man)
|C7 |
I’d say «now who do,
|G C |G
Who do you think you’re fooling?» (grown to be a man)
| C |G
I’m a consummated man (grown to be a man)
G7 |C |
I can snatch a little purity
|G |D
My mama loves me, she loves me
|G |Em
She get down on her knees and hug me
|C |G |
Like she loves me like a rock
C |F C
She rocks me like the rock of ages
|G |
And loves me
| |
She love me, love me, love me, love me
| C |G
And if I was President (was the President)
| C |G
The minute Congress call my name (was the President)
|C7 |
I’d say «who do,
|G C |G
Who do you think you’re fooling? (Who do you think you’re fooling)
| C |G
I’ve got the Presidential Seal (was the president)
|C |
I’m up on the Presidential Podium
|G
My mama loves me
|D
She loves me
|G |Em
She get down on her knees and hug me
|C |G |
Like she loves me like a rock
C |F C
She rocks me like the rock of ages
|G |
And loves me
Fade out:
|
She love me, love me, love me, love me
|
(loves me like a rock)
ME AND JULIO DOWN BY THE SCHOOLYARD
|G
The mama pajama rolled out of bed
| |C
And she ran to the police station
|D
When the papa found out he began to shout
| |G
And he started the investigation
|C
It’s against the law
|G
It was against the law
|D
What the mama saw
|G
It was against the law
|
The mama looked down and spit on the ground
| |C
Everytime my name gets mentioned
|D
The papa said oy if I get that boy
| |G
I’m gonna stick him in the house of detention
|C
Well I’m on my way
|G
I don’t know where I’m going
|C
I’m on my way
|G
I’m taking my time
A D
But I don’t know where
|C |G
Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona
|G F
See you, me and Julio
C D |G
Down by the schoolyard
|G F
See you, me and Julio
C D |G |
Down by the schoolyard
G F C D |G
Me and Julio down by the schoolyard
|G
In a couple of days they come and take me away
| |C
But the press let the story leak
|D
And when the radical priest
Come to get me released
| |G
We was all on the cover of Newsweek
|C
And I’m on my way
|G
I don’t know where I’m going
|C
I’m on my way
|G
I’m taking my time
A D
But I don’t know where
|C |G
Goodbye to Rosie the queen of Corona
|G F
See you, me and Julio
C D |G
Down by the schoolyard
|G F
See you, me and Julio
C D |G |
Down by the schoolyard
G F C D |G
Me and Julio down by the schoolyard
MRS. ROBINSON
|Bb |Gm |
And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson,
Bb |Gm |Eb |Cm |F7 |
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo).
|Bb |Gm |
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson,
Bb |Gm |Eb |Cm | | |G | | |
Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey, hey hey hey).
|G7 | | |
We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files.
|C7 | |C9 | |
We’d like to help you learn to help yourself.
F |Bb |Eb |Cm | |
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes.
G |
Stroll around the grounds
|F7 |
Until you feel at home.
|Bb |Gm |
And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson,
Bb |Gm |Eb |Cm |F7 |
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo).
|Bb |Gm |
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson,
Bb |Gm |Eb |Cm | | |G | | | |
Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey, hey hey hey).
G7 | | | | |
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes.
C7 | | | |
Put it in you pantry with your cupcakes.
F7 |Bb |Eb |Cm | |
It’s a little secret, just the Robinsons’ affair.
G |F7 |
Most of all, you’ve got to hide it from the kids.
|Bb |Gm |
Coo coo ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson,
Bb |Gm |Eb | |F7 |
Jesus loves you more than you will know (wo wo wo).
|Bb |Gm |
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson,
Bb |Gm |Eb | |Cm | |G | | | |
Heaven holds a place for those who pray (Hey hey hey, hey hey hey).
G7 | | | | |
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon,
C7 | | | |
Going to the candidates’ debate,
F7 |Bb |Eb |Cm | |
Laugh about it, shout about it, when you’ve got to choose,
G |F7 |
Every way you look at it you lose.
|Bb |Gm
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
|Bb |Gm |Eb |Cm |F7 |
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo woo woo).
|Bb |Gm |
What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Bb |Gm |Eb | |Cm | |G | | |G7add6 |
«Joltin’ Joe has left and gone away» (Hey hey hey, hey hey hey).
MOTHER AND CHILD REUNION
|C D |G
No I would not give you false hope
|C D |G
On this strange and mournful day
|C D |G Em
But the mother and child reu-nion
|Am G |D | |Em |
Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine.
|D |
I can’t for the life of me
|Em |
Remember a sadder day
|D |
I know they say let it be
|Em |
But it just don’t work out that way
|C |
And the course of a lifetime runs
|D |
Over and over again
|C D |G
No I would not give you false hope
|C D |G
On this strange and mournful day
|C D |G Em
But the mother and child reu-nion
|Am G |D | |Em |
Is only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine.
|D |
I just can’t believe it’s so,
|Em |
and though it seems strange to say
|D |
I never been laid so low
|Em |
In such a mysterious way
|C |
And the course of a lifetime runs
|D |
Over and over again
|C D |G
But I would not give you false hope
|C D |G
On this strange and mournful day
|C D |G Em
When the mother and child reu-nion
|Am G |D |
Is only a motion away,
|C D |G
Oh, oh the mother and child reunion
|C D |G
Is only a motion away
|C D |G|Em
Oh the mother and child reu-nion
|Am G |D | |G |
Is only a moment away
THE ONLY LIVING BOY IN NEW YORK
C | |F | |
Tom, get your plane right on time.
C | |F | |
I know your part’ll go fine.
C | |F Am7|Dm7 F|
Fly down to Mexico.
G | |F |
Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da and here I am,
|C |F | |C |F C Dm7|
The only living boy in New York.
C | |F | |
I get the news I need on the weather report.
C | |F | | |
I can gather all the news I need on the weather report.
C | |F C Dm7 F6 |G
Hey, I’ve got nothing to do today but smile.
| |F |
Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da and here I am,
|C |F | |Am | |
The only living boy in New York.
Dm |G7 |C
Half of the time we’re gone but we don’t know where,
|F | |
And we don’t know where.
C | |F | |
Tom, get your plane right on time.
C | |F | |
I know that you’ve been eager to fly now.
C | |F C |Dm F |
Hey let your honesty shine, shine, shine, now
G | |Fmaj7 F6 F
Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da like it shines on me.
|C |F |
The only living boy in New York.
|C |F | |C | |
The only living boy in New York.
PAPA HOBO
A |E | |
Mm——
|D |D7
It’s carbon and monoxide
|G F# F |E
The ole Detroit perfume
|D |D7
It hangs on the highways
|G
In the morning
|A |D |
And it lays you down by noon
|A
Oh Papa Hobo
| |G |G7
You can see that I’m dressed like a schoolboy
|C |A/C#
But I feel like a clown
|G |E |C
It’s a natural reaction I learned
| Bm Am |G |Bdim Am|G | |Am G|Am G|Am G|Am |
In this basketball town
C | |
Sweep up
| |F | |
I been sweeping up the tips I’ve made
| C/E Dm|C | | |
I’m living on Gatorade
|G |G7 | |
Planning my getaway
|C | |
Detroit, Detroit
| |F | |
Got a hell of a hockey team
| Em Dm|C
Got a left-handed way
|E/B |Am |Am/G |
Of making a man sign up on that
D/F# | |G | |G7 | |
Automotive dream, oh yeah, oh yeah
C7 C# |D |G
Oh, Papa Papa Hobo
| |F | |Bb A Ab|
Could you slip me a ride?
G | |D/F#
Well, it’s just after breakfast
|G7 F
I’m in the road
G7 |C7 |F |
And the weatherman lied,
Dm/A |Bb |Am |Bb |Am Gm|F |
Oo——-, Ah—–, Oo——-
PARANOIA BLUES
|E |
I got some so-called friends
|E7 |
They’ll smile right to my face
|A |
Oh, when my back is turned
|E
They’d like to stick it to me
|
Yes they would
| | | |
Oh no no, oh no no
|A |E C#m
There’s only one thing I need to know
|F#7 B7 |E |
Whose side are you on?
|E |
I fly into J.F.K.
|E7 |
My heart goes boom boom boom
|A |
I know that customs man
|E
He’s going to take me
|
To that little room
| | | |
Oh no no. Oh no, no
|A |E C#m
There’s only one thing I need to know
|F#7 B7 |E
Whose side are you on, whose side are you on?
|A
I got the paranoia blues
| |E |
Fnom knockin’ around in New York City
|A
Where they roll you for a nickel
| |A | |
And they stick you for the extra dime
A
Anyway you choose
| |E
You’re bound to lose in New York City
|A B7 |E
Oh, I just got out in the nick of time
|A B7 |E |
Well, I just got out in the nick of time
|E |
Once I was down in Chinatown
|E7 |
I was eating some Lin’s Chow Fon
|A |
I happened to turn around
|E
And when I looked I see
|
My Chow Fon’s gone
| | | |
Oh no, no, Oh no, no
|A |E C#m
There’s only one thing I need to know
|F# B7 |E |
Whose side are you on, whose side are you on?
| B7 |E A
Well, there’s only one thing I need to know
|F# B7 |E | |
Whose side, whose side, whose side?
PEACE LIKE A RIVER
Dm | | |Gm |F Bb F| Bb F|
Ah, Peace like a river ran through the city
Bb |F
Long past the midnight curfew
|Bb |
We sat starry-eyed
Gm | |Dm | | | |
Ooh, oh,we were satisfied
Dm | |
O-o-oh, when I remember
|Gm |F Bb F| Bb F|
Misinformation followed us like a plague
Bb |F
Nobody knew from time to time
|Bb |
If the plans were changed
Gm | Gm/F C/E C |F | Gm F|
Oh, oh, oh, if the plans were changed.
Gm | F Gm|
You can beat us with wires
F | Gm F|
You can beat us with chains
C |
You can run out your rules
|Dm | Em Dm|
But you know you can’t outrun the history train
Gm | F Gm|F | |C | |Dm | | | |
I seen a glorious day, aiee——
Dm | |
Ah, four in the morning
|Gm |F Bb F| Bb F|
I woke up from out of my dreams
Bb |F
Nowhere to go but back to sleep
|Bb |
But I’m reconciled
Gm |Gm/F C/E| |Dm |
Oh, oh, oh, I’m going to be up for a while
Gm |Gm/F C/E| |Dm |
Oh, oh, oh, I’m going to be up for a while
Gm |Gm/F C/E| |Dm | | | |
Oh, oh, oh, I’m going to be up for a while
RUN THAT BODY DOWN
Am Dm |G C |G |C7 |
Went to my doctor yesterday
Am |E+ |F |Am |
A-a-a-a-ah,
Dm |G C |G |C7
she said I seem to be O.K.
Am |E+ |F |
A-a-a-a-ah,
G G7 |
She said
C | |
«Paul, you better look around
F |G7 |
How long you think that you can
C C7 |
Run that body down?
F G7 |C
How many nights you think that you can
C7 |F E+|Am |
Do what you been do-o-in’
Dm7 G7 |C Am|Dm E+ E|
Who, now who you foolin?»
Am Dm |G C |G |C7 |
I came back home and I went to bed
Am |E+ |F |Am |
Ah, I was resting my head
Dm |G
My wife came in and she said
C |G |C7 |
«What’s wrong, sweet boy, what’s wrong?»
Am |E+ |F |
Ah, I told her what’s wrong
G G7 |C | |
I said «Peg, you better look around
F G7 |
How long you think that you can
C C7 |
Run that body down?
F G7 |C
How many nights you think that you can
C7 F E+|Am |
Do what you been do-o-in’
Dm G7 |C Am|Dm E+ E|
Who-o, now, who you foolin?»
Am Dm|G C|G |C7 |Am |E+ |F |Am | Dm|G C|G |C7 |Am |E+ |F
|G G7|C | |
Kid, you better look around
F G7 |
How long you think that you can
C C7 |
Run that body down?
F G7 |C
How many nights you think that you can
C7 F E+|Am |
Do what you been do-o-in’
Dm G7 |C Am|
Who-o, now, who you foolin?»
Dm G7 |C Am|
Who-o, now, who you foolin?»
SCARBOROUGH FAIR/CANTICLE
Em | |D |Em |
Are you going to Scarborough Fair:
G |Em |G A |Em | | |
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
| |G | F#m Em |D | |
Remember me to one who lives there.
Em |D Em |D Em D |Em | |
She once was a true love of mine.
| |D Em D |Em
Tell her to make me a cam – bric shirt:
– – – – – – – – -On the side of a hill
| |G
in the deep forest green.
– – – – – – – – – – – – –
|Em |G A |Em
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – Tracing
| | |
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
of sparrow on snow-crested brown.
| |G | F#m Em |D
Without no seams nor ne-edle work,
– – – – – – – – – – -Blankets and bedclothes
| |
– – – – – – – –
the child of the
Em |D Em|D Em D |
Then she’ll be a true love of
mountain – – – – – – – – – – –
Em | | | |
mine.- – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
| |D Em D |Em
Tell her to find me an ac – re of land:
– – – – – – – – -On the side of a hill
| |G
– – – – – – – – – – –
a sprinkling of leaves.
|Em |G A |Em
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – Washes
| | |
– – – – – – – – – – – – – –
the grave with silvery tears.
| |G | F#m Em |D
Between the salt water and the sea strand,
– – – – – – – – – – – -A sol-dier cleans
| |Em |D Em|D Em D |
and polishes a gun. – – – – – – – – – – – –
– – – – – – – -Then she’ll be a true love of
Em | | | |
mine. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call.
| |D Em D |Em
Tell her to reap it with a sic-kle of leather:
– – – – – – – – – – – – – -War bellows blazing
| |G
– – – – – – – – – – –
in scarlet battalions.
|Em |G A |Em |
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme;
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – Generals
| |
– – – – – – – – – – – – – –
order their soldiers to kill.
| |G | F#m Em|D
And gather it all in a bunch of heather,
– – – – – – – – And to fight for a cause
| |Em
– – – – – – – – – – Then
they’ve long ago forgotten.
|D Em|D Em D |Em
she’ll be a true love of mine.
– – – – – – – – – – – – – – –
SONG FOR THE ASKING
Bb | Eb |Gm |
Here is my song for the asking
Cm7 |D
Ask me and I will play
D7|Eb |Bb | F|
So sweetly, I’ll make you smile
Bb |Bb Eb |Gm |
This is my tune for the taking
Cm |D
Take it, don’t turn away
D7 |Eb |Bb Eb | F|Bb |
I’ve been waiting all my life
Gm |Dm D|
Thinking it over, I’ve been sad
Bdim |Cm F7
Thinking it over, I’d be more than glad
|Bb Bb7|G Eb |Gm |
To change my ways for the asking
Cm7 |D
Ask me and I will play
D7 |Eb |Bb Eb |Bb F|Bb |
All the love that I hold inside
THE SOUND OF SILENCE
Dm7 |C |
Hello darkness, my old friend,
|Dm |
I’ve come to talk with you again,
F6 |Bb F |
Because a vision softly creeping,
|Bb F |
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
|Bb | |F
And the vision that was planted in my brain
| |
Still remains
Dm F |C |Dm |
Within the sound of silence
Dm7 |C |
In restless dreams I walked alone
|Dm |
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
F6 |Bb F |
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp,
|Bb F |
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
|Bb | |F
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
| |
That split the night
Dm F |C |Dm |
And touched the sound of silence.
Dm7 |C |
And in the naked light I saw
|Dm |
Ten thousand people, maybe more
F6 |Bb F |
People talking without speaking,
|Bb F |
People hearing without listening,
|Bb | |F
People writing songs that voices never share
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And no one dared
Dm F |C |Dm |
Disturb the sound of silence
Dm7 |C |
«Fools» said I, «You do not know
|Dm |
Silence like a cancer grows
F6 |Bb F |
Hear my words that I might teach you,
|Bb F |
Take my arms that I might reach you»
|Bb | |F | |
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
Dm |F |
And echoed
Dm F |C |Dm |
In the wells of silence
Dm7 |C |
And the people bowed and prayed
|Dm |
To the neon god they made.
F6 |Bb F |
And the sign flashed out its warning,
|Bb F |
In the words that it was forming.
|Bb |
And the sign said, «The words of the prophets are
|F
written on the subway walls
| |
And tenement halls.»
Dm F |C |Dm |
And whisper’d in the Sound of Silence.
WAS A SUNNY DAY
C | |G | |D7 | |G | |C |
Was a sunny day
|G |
Not a cloud was in the sky
|D7 |
Not a negative word was heard
|Em |
From the people passing by
G |C |
‘Twas a sunny day
|G |
All the birdies in the trees
|D7 |
And the radio’s singing song
|G |
All the favorite melodies
|Am |
He was a navy man
D |G E |
stationed in Newport News
|Am
She was a highschool queen
|D |C |G
with nothing left to lose
E7 |Am
She was a highschool queen
|D |C |
with nothing left to lose
G |C |
Was a sunny day
|G |
Not a cloud was in the sky
|D7 |
Not a negative word was heard
|Em |
From the people passing by
G |C |
‘Twas a sunny day
|G |
All the birdies in the trees
|D7 |
And the radio’s singing song
|G |
All the favorite melodies
|Am |
Her name was Lorelei
D |G E|
She was his only girl
|Am
She called him «Speedoo»
|D |C |G
But his Chistian name was Mister Earl
E |Am
She called him «Speedoo»
|D |C |
But his Chistian name was Mister Earl
G |C |
Was a sunny day
|G |
Not a cloud was in the sky
|D7 |
Not a negative word was heard
|Em |
From the people passing by
G |C |
‘Twas a sunny day
|G |
All the birdies in the trees
|D7 |
And the radio’s singing song
|G |
All the favorite melodies
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