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From Four Until Late 
Tom: C
Intro:
 C7   F  Ab6     C     C  C7 F  Ab6 C    G7
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C                          F                      C     C7  
From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.
F                                                 C     A7 
From four until late I was wringing my hands and crying.
    D7                          G7               C
I believe to my soul that your daddy's Gulfport bound.

(This verse is in the Robert Johnson version only)
C                            F               C    C7
From Memphis to Norfolk is a thirty six hour ride
F                                            C    A7
From Memphis to Norfolk is a thirty six hour ride
    D7                 G7           C
Man like a prisoner, can't be satisfied
C                          F                        C    C7
From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.
F                                                   C    A7
From four until late, she made me a no good barroom clown.
     D7                       G7                                C
You know she won't do nothing but tear a good man's reputation down.
C                           F                                   C    C7
A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers.
F                                                               C    A7
A woman is like a dresser, some man always running through its drawers.
      D7                   G7              C
She cause so many men to wear an apron overall.

C                         F                 C    C7
When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.
F                                           C    A7
When I leave this town I will bid you fare farewell.
     D7                          G7                         C
And when I return again, you'll have a great long story to tell.
 C7   F  Ab6     C     C  C7 F  Ab6 C    G7
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World Of Pain
Tom: F
F          A      Dm   Dm7  G  F
Outside my window is a tree.
F          A      Dm   Dm7   G
Outside my window is a tree.
           H
There only for me.
       D             C#          Fm
And it stands in the gray of the city,
            Hm           E       C# 
No time for pity for the tree or me.

A7    D7            A7
There is a world of pain
D7             A7
In the falling rain
D7          F
Around me.

F          A      Dm     Dm7    G   F
Is there a reason for today?
F          A      Dm     Dm7    G        
Is there a reason for today?
         H
Do you remember?
      D            C#           Fm
I can hear all the cries of the city,
            Hm         E       C#
No time for pity for a growing tree.
Born under a bad sign
Tom: E
E                     D     - E - D                             
    Born under a bad sign.     
E                   D      E         D - E
    I've been down since I began to crawl.
                    D-E                           D         E–D-E-D
If it wasn't for bad luck,      I wouldn't have no luck at all.
E                     D    E        - D
1. Bad luck and trouble's my only friend.
     E         D          E          - D
    I've been down ever since    I was ten.
+ CHORUS
   E                       D-E             - D-E
2.    You know, wine and women      is all I crave.
                         D           E          - D
    A big bad woman's gonna carry me     to my grave.
3. = 1.
E                   D  - E - D
    Born under a bad sign. 
E         D             E           - D - E
    I've been down since I began to crawl.
                   D-E               D        - E
If it wasn't for bad luck,     I wouldn't have no luck.
               D                - E                         D  - E-D-E
If it wasn't for real bad luck,     I wouldn't have no luck at all.
                      D – E-D-E                       D – E-D-E
    Born under a bad sign.            Born under a bad sign......
I feel free
Tom: D
 
  D
Bam pam pam pa bampa, bam pam pam pa bampa. I feel (free)!
 
Bam pam pam pa bampa, I feel (free)!
D7             D                  D7             D
M, m m m m m m. (I feel free !)    M, m m m m m m. ( I feel free ! )
D7             D             G                D
M, m m m m m m. ( I feel free !)   M, m m m m m m.
 
      D7          D             D7             D
1. Feel when I dance with you, we move like the sea.
     D7            D        G         D  G         D   G        D
    You, you're all I want to know. I feel free, I feel free, I feel free !
 
           D
I can walk down the street, there's no one there,
 
though the pavements are one huge crowd.
 
I can drive down the road, my eyes don't see,
 
though my mind wants to cry out loud.
 
     D7        D         G          D
2. Ah, ha ha ha ha ha ha.  Ah, ha ha ha.
     D7     D            G         D  G         D   G        D
    Ah, ha ha ha ha ha ha. I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
   
+ CHORUS  +  though my mind wants to cry out loud.
 
      D7          D            D7             D
3. Dance floor is like the sea, ceiling is the sky.
             D7                       D
    You're the sun and as you shine on me,
   G         D   G      D   G        D    D7                 D
    I feel free, I feel free, I feel free. Ah, ha ha ha ha ha ha.......
Srange Brew
Tom: A
Intro:  
 
A – D - A    E       G     D         G        -   A
            Strange brew, kill what's inside of you.
 
      A            G            D         A
1. She's a witch of trouble in electric blue,
      G             D          A                D
    in her own mad mind she's in love with you, with you.
                      A
    Now whatcha gonna do? 
    E          G    D          G      - A
    Strange brew kill what's inside of you.
 
       A          G                   D          A
2. She's some kind of demon dusting in the flue.
     G               D          A                D
    If you don't watch out it'll stick to you, to you.
                          A
    What kind of fool are you ?
        E      G    D       G          - A
    Strange brew, kill what's inside of you.
 
A – D - A       E      G      D       G         -   A
                 Strange brew, kill what's inside of you.
 
               A       G        D         A
3. On a boat in the middle of a raging sea,
          G          D         A          D
    she would make a scene for it all to be  - ignored.
                            A
    And wouldn't you be bored ?
         E     G     D         G          - A
     Strange brew, kill what's inside of you.      
 
        A                      D                     A
    Strange brew, strange brew, strange brew, strange brew.
        E     G     D         G        - A
    Strange brew, kill what`s inside of you
 
Anyone for tennis
Tom: D
Intro:  G  C  G  C  G  C  G
D7
Twice upon a time in the valley of tears
   C7
An auctioneer is biding for a box of fading years
        D7
And the elephants are dancing on the graves of squearling mice
C7		  Cmaj7             G   C  G  C  G
Anyone for tennis wouldn't that be nice.
        D7
And the ice-creams are all melting on the streets of bloody beer,
	  C7
While the beggars stain the pavements with florescent Christmas cheer
	D7
And the Bentley driving guru is putting up his price
C7		  Cmaj7             G   C  G
Anyone for tennis wouldn't that be nice.
	D13		 E7		   D13		E7
And the prophets in the boutiques give out messages of hope
     a				       C
With jingle bells and fairy tales and blind colliding scopes
	    D7
and you can tell they're all the same underneath the pretty lights
C7		  Cmaj7             G   C  G  
Anyone for tennis wouldn't that be nice.
    D13		     E7		    D13		    E7 
The yellow Buddhist monk is burning brightly at the zoo
	a				C
You can bring a bowl of rice and then a glass of water too,
	    D7 
and fate is setting up the chess-board while death rolls out the dice
C7		  Cmaj7            G   C  G  C  G
Anyone for tennis wouldn't that be nice.
Badge
Tom: Am
Intro: Am    D    Am    D
Am                     D                   Em
Thinkin' 'bout the times your drove in my car.
Am                  D                     Em(add9)  Em 
Thinkin' that I might have drove you too far.
C                          Am              Bm      Am(add9)
And I'm thinkin' bout the love that you laid on my table.
Am                    D                 Em(add9)   Em
I told you not to wander 'round in the dark.
Am                       D                         Em(add9) Em
I told you 'bout the swans, that they live in the park.
C                         Am                         Bm   Am(add9)
Then I told you 'bout our kid, now he's married to Mable.
Bridge:
D    Cmaj7    G/B    G
D    Cmaj7    G/B    G
D          Cmaj7         G/B        G       D
Yes, I told you that the light goes up and down.
          Cmaj7      G/B       G     D
Don't you notice how the wheel goes 'round.
        Cmaj7       G/B      G  D
And you better pick yourself up from the ground
  Cmaj7               G/B     G     D
before they bring the curtain down.
     Cmaj7                 G/B     G     D    C
Yes, before they bring the curtain down.
Guitar Solo:
G/B    G    D    Cmaj7  (5x)
G/B    G    D    Cmaj7    D
Am               D                          Em(add9)
Talkin' 'bout a girl that looks quite like you.
Am                   D                     Em
She didn't have the time to wait in the queue.
C                   Am                           Bm    Am(add9)
She cried away her life since she fell off the cradle.
Chords:
         EADGBe
         ------
Am(add9) 022210
Cmaj7    x32000
Em(add9) 024000
G/B      x20003
Sunshine of your Love
Tom: D    
VERSE 1
D            C    D
It's getting near dawn
     D            C     D
When lights close their tired eyes
     D       C    D
I'll soon be with you my love
D        C  D
give you my dawn's surprise
     G       F   G
I'll be with you darlin', soon
     G       F   G
I'll be with you when the stars start falling   D   C  D
 
Chorus
A             C     G     A
I've been waiting so long
           C      G
To be where I'm goin'
A         C       G     A      D   C  D
In the sunshine of your love
 
 
2nd Verse
    D        C  D
I'm with you my love
    D         C   D
The light shining through on you
         D        C  D
Yes, I'm with you my love
         D       C   D
It's the morning and just we two
     G         F   G
I'll stay with you darlin', now
     G         F   G                             D   C  D
I'll stay with you till my seas are all dried up
 
Chorus
 
Guitar Solo
 
3rd Verse
    D        C  D
I'm with you my love
    D         C   D
The light shining through on you  hoo.
         D        C  D
Yes, I'm with you my love
         D       C   D
It's the morning and just we two
     G         F   G
I'll stay with you darlin' now
     G         F   G                             D  C  D
I'll stay with you till my seas are all dried up.
 
Chorus
 
Fade
 
Crossroads
Tom: E
E7                             A7		     E7
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees
A7                                                  E7
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees
B7                               A7                   E7
Ask the lord up above for mercy, take me if you please.
	
	
E7                             A7                  E7
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride
A7                                                 E7
I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride
B7                        A7                     E7
Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by.
	
		
E7                               A7			 E7
Well I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side
A7                                                       E7	
Well I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side
B7                              A7               E7
You can still buy a house baby, on the riverside.
	
	
E7                        A7                            E7
You can run, you can run, tell my friends I'll be around
A7                                              E7
Run, you can run, tell my friends I'll be around
B7                                   A7                  E7
Well I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.

 

White Room
Tom: Dm

Dm  C  Am  G
Ah  Ah Ah  Ah
Dm  C  Am  G  Em
Ah Ah  Ah  Ah Ah
     Am        C            D      F G        Am     C  D F
In a white room with black curtains near the stations
  G        Am    C          D       F  G     Am       C  D F
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings,
 G      Am   C          D       F G       Am       C  D F
Silver horses run down moonbeams in your dark eyes.
 G         Am   C         D     F G      Am       C  D F
Dawnlight smiles on your leaving, my contentment.
      G             D             F          E
I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines.
 G            D                F      G            A      A
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.
     Am        C            D      F G        Am     C  D F
You said no strings could secure you at the stations.
  G        Am    C          D       F  G     Am       C  D F
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows.
 G      Am   C          D       F G       Am       C  D F
I walked into such a sad time at the station.
 G         Am   C         D     F G      Am       C  D F
As I walked out felt my own need just beginning.
      G             D             F          E
I'll wait in the queue when the trains come back
 G            D                F      G            A      A
I'll wait for you where the shadows run from themselves
     Am        C            D      F G        Am     C  D F
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
  G        Am    C        D       F  G     Am       C  D F
Consolation from the old wound now forgotten
 G      Am   C          D       F G       Am       C  D F
Yellow tigers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
 G         Am   C         D     F G      Am       C  D F
She's just dressing goodbye windows, tired starlings
      G             D             F          E
I'll sleep in this place with the lonely crowd,
 G            D                F      G            A      A
Lie in the dark where the shadows run from themselves
Dm  C  Am  G
Ah  Ah Ah  Ah
Dm C  Am G  Em Am
Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah
                            1  2  3  4   1  2  3  4
The Main Guitar Riff Is:  I Am    C    I D     F  G I

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