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Lights Of Taormina Tom: G
| G | x10
| G | C | G | % | | G | Em | D | % | | C | % | G | C/G | | G | C D | G | % |
G
There’s laughter in the darkness
C G
Music floating in across the bay
G
He’s half listening and wondering
Em D
How he could have let her slip away
C
So long ago but still he wants to know
G C/G
If anyone has seen her
G
And he’s sitting out in the night
C D G D
Looking down upon the lights of Taormina
G C
They were young and love was shining
G
Like the colours of the rainbow
G
Desire felt like choking
Em D/A
Love was smoking under the volcano
C
He can still taste her kisses
G C/G
Sweet as the red wine from Messina
G
Now he’s sitting out in the night
C D G
Looking down upon the lights of Taormina
C
Seems like another lifetime
G
When they rambled along the shore
Seems like another lifetime
C
She used to call him her sweet senor
Maybe in another lifetime
G
On a pathway to the sea
D
Maybe there they’ll be
G
The crowd calls for the emperor
C G
Raise their hands to hail another king
G
But he’s been so long a wanderer
Em D
Another crowd can never mean a thing
C
He came, he saw, he conquered
G C/G
Ten thousand voices roared in the arena
G
Now he’s sitting out in the night
C D G
Looking down upon the lights of Taormina
| G | C | G | % | | G | Em | D | % | | C | % | G | C/G | | G | C D | G | % |
G
He hears the chimes of history
C G
Myths of gods and men forever ringing
G
Ancient dreams in all their mystery
Em D
Wars for Sicily and Spartan women
C
In the mists of antiquity
G C
Ships of war set sail from Carthagina
G
Now he’s sitting out in the night
C D G C
Looking down upon the lights of Taormina
G
Sitting out in the night
C D G
Looking down upon the lights of Taormina
| G | C/G | G | % | | G | Em | D | % | | C | % | G | C/G | | G | C D | G | % |
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Terminal of Tribute Tom: Am Intro:
| Am | Am Am/G# | Am/G Am/F# | Am/F Am/E | | Am/G Am/F# | Am/F Am/E | Am/G Am/F# | Am/F Am/G | | Am |
Am
Am/G# Am/G Am/F# Am/F
On the road again in cabaret
Am/E Am/G Am/F# Am/F
Grey hair and Fenders
Am/E Am/G Am/F# Am/F
Old ghosts revisited today
Am/G Am
No original members
Am
C/G D/F# F
Pick out a pretty one and toss your hair
C G D/A F
Seems foolish when you’re older
C G D/A F
You always felt you never had your share
G Am
A chip on both your shoulders
A
E/G# Em/G D/F# Dm/F
You’ve been faking it so long
C G D/A F
Now you don’t know right from wrong
C G D/A F
Or what the future has in store for you
G Am
In the terminal of tribute to
Am
C/G D/F# F
Every day you take the bitter pill
C G D/A F
The minibus driver says and you are who
C G D/A F
You never made it and you never will
G Am
In the terminal of tribute to
C G/B
Where your plans are forever falling through
Gm/Bb A7
And your dreams are movies never shot
Dm F/C
And you’re someone, a shadow passing through
Bm7b5 E7
Nobody ever knew
(Am)
So nobody forgot
| Am C/G | D/F# D/A | F C | G D/A | | F C | G D/A | F G | | Am | % | % |
Am
C/G D/F# D/A F
Your bag has fallen from the carousel
C G D/A F
They say one day it could come back to you
C G D/A F
Exactly when nobody can tell
G Am
In the terminal of tribute to
A
E/G# Em/G D/F# Dm/F
You’ve been faking it so long
C G D/A F
Now you don’t know right from wrong
C G D/A F
Or what the future has in store for you
G Am
In the terminal of tribute to
A
E/G# Em/G D/F# Dm/F
You’ve been faking it so long
C G D/A F
Now you don’t know right from wrong
C G D/A F
Or what the future has in store for you
G Am
In the terminal of tribute to
| A E/G# | Em/G D/F# | Dm/F C | G D/A | | F C | G D/A | F G | Am |
| Am Am/G# | Am/G Am/F# | Am/F Am/E | | Am/G Am/F# | Am/F Am/E | Am/G Am/F# | Am/F Am/G | | Am |
| Am Am/G# | Am/G Am/F# | Am/F |
Laughs And Jokes And Drinks And Smokes Tom: Am Intro:| Am7 Em7 | x12
| Am F | F G | Em Am | 3/8 F | G | | Am F | F G | Em Am | Dm G | | C | G C | Am G | Am | | C | G C | Am G | Am | | Am | % |
Am
Laughs and jokes
C F
And drinks and smokes
C F
And no lights on the stairs
Am
We were young, so young
C F
And always broke
G Am F
Not that we ever cared
C G C
Not that we ever cared
G F
Well, the holes in the walls
C G
Were such a lot
F C
Welcome to London town
G F
But when you’re new to it all
C
And you think you’re hot
G F C
You’re not planning on hanging around
C F
People would go on their different ways
C Am F
I left to start a band
G F C G
A note came through the letter box
F C
In your childlike hand
Am
Oh, laughs and jokes
C F
And drinks and smokes
C F
And no lights on the stairs
Am
We were young, so young
C F
And always broke
G Am F
Not that we ever cared
C G C
Not that we ever cared
G F C
One day I rode to where you were
G F C
The doorbell jangled a note
G F
They buzzed me in
C
I climbed the stairs
G F C
In my boots and leather coat
C
There’s an old brass
F
Standing there at the top
C Am F
Without her witch’s broom
G F C
It almost seemed like a knocking shop
G F C
When the girls came out of their rooms
G F
And they all stood around
C
And stared at me
G F C G
Two brunettes and a blonde
F C
Then the old brass shrugged and said
G F C C
We don’t know where she’s gone
F
Later on I picked up the ball
C Am F
And I took off down the line
G F C
I suppose by then I’d realised
G F C
You’d run into hard times
Am
Oh, laughs and jokes
C F
And drinks and smokes
C F
And no lights on the stairs
Am
We were young, so young
C F
And always broke
G Am F
Not that we ever cared
C/G G C
Not that we ever cared
| Am F | F G | Em Am | 3/8 F | G | | Am F | F G | Em Am | Dm G | | C | G C | Am G | Am | | C | G C | Am G | Am |
| Am7 Em7 |
Basil Tom: Am Intro: | C | E7 | Am | % | | Am | % |
(Am) C/G F Dm/A
My Saturday job pays six and six down
F
A copy boy at the Chronicle
Am C/G F Dm/A
Five cigarettes and two silver half crowns
F Dm/A
Meeting Vince at Mark Toney’s in town
F Am
Boy, do we get around
(Am) C/G F Dm
Basil sits there on the table for subs
F
But not a part of the Bri-nylon club
Am C/G F
Ancient blue sweater, too old for the job
Dm
Bored out of his mind
F
With the Colins and Bobs
C/G FMaj7
I’m a jack and a lad
C FMaj7
And I’m up for the world
C F Am
And I’ve kissed a Gateshead girl
(Am) C/G F Dm
He calls for a copy boy, grumpy as hell
F
Poets have to eat as well
Am C F Dm
What he wouldn’t give just to walk out today
F Dm
To have time to think about time
F
And young love thrown away
C FMaj7
I’m a jack and a lad
C FMaj7
And I’m up for the world
C F
And I’ve kissed a Gateshead girl
F C E7
Starlings swarming a cloud
Am
Over Grainger Street
F
Over the black church
Dm C E7
Over the Black Gate
(Am)
And the shadowy Keep
| Am | D9/F# | Bm7b5 | E7 | | F | % | C | E7 | | Am |
(Am)
He peers through his wire rims
C/G F Dm
At the fish and chip words
F
He’s supposed to dish up and forget
Am C F
His drudgery now has become slightly blurred
Dm F
By one of his Players untipped cigarettes
C FMaj7
Bury all joy
C FMaj7
Put the poems in sacks
C F
And bury me here with the hacks
| Am | Am7 | % | Am |
(Am)
In the summer the fair
C/G F
Will stretch over the Moor
Dm/A F
Lovers will lie and make out in the park
Am C/G F Dm
Basil puts on his old duffel and scarf
F
And goes out into the dark
| C | FMaj7 | C | FMaj7 | | C | F | % |
| F |
Secondarty Waltz
Tom: C
Intro: C C F C C G C
C F C
The school Christmas party is com-ing
C F
We ain't doing rugby no more
F G C F
McIntyre’s teaching us waltz-ing
C F C F
Out on the gymnasium floor
C F C
Out on the gymnasium floor
C F C
McIntyre's out of the ar-my
F
You’ll be slipper’d if you get it wrong
F G C F
McIntyre's din looms loud in the gym
C F C F
And we've only got a little short song
C F C
We've only got a little short song
F C
And it's one two three two two we're all a disgrace
F
McIntyre tore us apart
C F (pick the F)
And we dance with ourselves when we’d all found a space
C F C F
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
C F C
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
C C F C C G C (same as intro)
Comes the day of the final maneuvers
All of our heads are a-whirl
It’s getting much closer to D-Day
This time we're gonna do it with girls
This time we're gonna do it with girls
In the arena the ladies were waiting
A twelve year old partner to guide
Some matches were fixed
The rest of us mixed
And a fat girl got left at the side
The fat girl got left at the side
F C
And it's one two three two two we're all a disgrace
F
McIntyre tore us apart
C F (pick the F)
And we dance with ourselves when we’d all found a space
C F C F
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
C F C
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
F C
When you come to my fights and I’m under the lights
F
And you see that my footwork is false
F (pick the F)
Don't count me out at the start of the bout
C F C F
I'm just doing the secondary waltz
C F C
Doing the secondary waltz
C C F C C G C (same as intro)
Occupation Blues Tom: Am Intro: | - C G/B C | Dm G | Am F | G | | C - G/B C | Dm - G E7/Ab | Am F | | E7 | % || Am | % | % | % |
Am E7
I can get you what you want at the market
Am F
As long as you have the price
C Bm7b5
The colonel is the governor
E7
He steals from his own supply
Am E7
The Jail house is full of small fry
Am Am/G F
Who never did much wrong
C
All the big fish swam away
E7 Am
All long gone
C Dm7 G All long gone Am F G All long gone C Dm7 G All long gone Am F E7 Am All long gone - all long gone
Am E7
I can get you what you want at the market
Am F
Everybody’s on the make
C Bm7b5
The colonel is the governor
E7 Am
And he’s on a slice of the cake
E7
And everyone in this occupied land
Am Am/G F
is on the game
C E7
And over here in contraband
Am
It’s the same
C Dm7 G All long gone Am F G All long gone C Dm7 G All long gone Am F E7 Am All long gone - all long gone
Am Chief cook and bottle washer
That’s me Dm6 Am I’m the man
So many people to see Dm6 Am Contraband
Chief cook and bottle washer
That’s me
Dm6 Am
I’m the man
G
What do you do
F7 E7
What do you do
Am
You do what you can
| Am | E7 | % | Am Am/G | | F | C | Bm7b5 | E7 | | Am | E7 | % | Am Am/G | | F | C | E/G# E7 | Am | | Am |
C Dm7 G All long gone Am F G All long gone C Dm7 G E/G# All long gone Am F E7 Am All long gone - all long gone
C
G/B
There’ll be rain
C Dm G
behind the wind
Am F G C/G
Last night it was cold
G/B C Dm G
And when it all caves in
E/G# Am F E7
I’ll tell them
I only did what I was told
| Am |
Your Perfect Song Tom: F Intro: | C | F | - G7 | C | | C | F | G7sus4 | C | | C |
F
Ever certain ever strong
G/B C G7sus4
Your song the perfect song
F G7
Like a bright star shining on
C
Your perfect song
F
Never waivers, never wrong
G7 C
Your song the perfect Song
C/E F G7sus4
In my heart where it belongs
C
Your perfect song
| C | F | - G7 | C | | C | F | G7sus4 | C | repeat
G
C G
Your eyes in candle light
C G
Sparkle so true
Am F
My words could never shine as bright
G7 G7sus4 G7
But they’ll have to do
C
F
Ever certain ever strong
G7 C
Your song the perfect Song
F G7sus4
In my heart where it belongs
C G7sus4
Your perfect song
C
Your perfect song
| C | F | - G7 | C | | C | F | G7sus4 | C | repeat
| G7sus4 | C |
After The Beanstalk Tom: C Intro: | C | F | C | C7 | | F | % | C | % | | C | G7 | C F | C G7 |
C F C C7
Well a hen can lay a golden egg but she still can’t sing
F C
A hen can lay a golden egg but she still can’t sing
G7 C F C G7
Well the hen’s alright but the harp is everything
C F C C7
When he’s gunning for glory a boy just won’t be told
F C
Gunning for glory a boy just won’t be told
G7 C F C G7
I went up three times but it never was for the gold
C F C C7
Oh, Mama what’s the matter now
F C
Oh, Mama what’s the matter now
G7 C F C G7
That old cow she wasn’t milking anyhow
| C | F | C | C7 | | F | % | C | % | | C | G7 | C F | C G7 |
C F C C7
After the beanstalk your life’s not the same
F C
After the beanstalk your life’s not the same
G7 C F C G7
Well the harp’s worth more than any fortune and fame
C F C C7
Oh, Mama what’s the matter now
F C
Oh, Mama what’s the matter now
G7 C F C G7
I’m still up in the morning to get behind the plough
| C | F | C | C7 | | F | % | C | % | | C | G7 | C F | C G7 |
C F C C7
A hen can lay a golden egg but she still can’t sing
F C
A hen can lay a golden egg but she still can’t sing
G7 C F C G7
Well the hen’s alright but the harp is everything
F C C7
Oh, Mama what’s the matter now
F C
Oh, Mama what’s the matter now
G7 C F
I’m still up in the morning to get behind the plough
| C |
Blood And Water
Tom: Em
Intro:| G Eaug | A7 D7 | Bb | B7 | Em
Em6 Am7
Blood and water bound to overflow
Em Em7 Em Em7
Blood and water bound to overflow
G
Well there’s no more high water
Asus2|F# B7 Em Em7 D7/A
But the Old Man’s just waiting, I know
G
He was sent up on the levee
B7
Now they’ve gone up country
C
They won’t do nothing for you now
G
And don’t go asking me
A7 B7 Em D7
They’ve gone it’s all over here
G
Sometimes I’d see her passing
B7
With the evening coming on
C C#dim7
I’ve seen you on her pathway
G
I’ve seen you at dawn
B7 C
Look over yonder at that empty shack
C#dim7
You know as well as I do
They ain’t coming back
G Eaug A7 D7 G B7
They’re gone it’s all over here
Em
Am7
Blood and water bound to overflow
Em
Blood and water bound to overflow
G
Well there’s no more high water
Asus2|F# B7 Em B7
But the Old Man’s just waiting, I know
| Em | % | % | % | | Am7 | % | Em | % | | G | Asus2|F# B7 | Em | D7 |
G
So many promises
B7
We broke them, every one
C
Kept people on the levees
G
Withsherrifs and shotguns
A7 B7 Em D7
They’re gone it’s all over here
G
B7 C
Look over yonder at that empty shack
You know as well as I do
C#dim7
They ain’t coming back
G Eaug A7 D7 G B7
They’re gone it’s all over here
Em
Am7
Blood and water bound to overflow
Em
Blood and water bound to overflow
G Asus2|F# B7
Well there’s no more high water
Em A7
No more high water
G
Well there’s no more high water
Asus2|F# B7 Em B7
But the Old Man’s just waiting, I know
| Em | % | % | % | | Am7 | % | Em | % | | G | Asus2|F# B7 | Em | B7 |
Bluebird Tom: Dm Intro:
| Dm | % | % | % | | Gm | % | Dm | % | | F | Gm6 A7 | Dm | % |
Got crows in my pasture
Gm
Rats in my barn
Crows in my pasture, babe
Dm
Rats in my barn
F Gm6 A7
If I was you, little bluebird
Dm
I’d up and find another farm
I’ve got nightshade in my meadow
Gm
Ragweed in my corn
Nightshade in my meadow
Dm
And ragweed in my corn
F Gm6 A7
If I was you, little bluebird
Dm
I’d be long gone
| Dm | % | % | % | | Gm | % | Dm | % | | F | Gm6 A7 | Dm | % |
Yes, I got squirrels in my rafters
Gm
Weevils in my hay
Squirrels in my rafters
Dm
Weevils in my hay
F Gm6 A7
If I was you, little bluebird
Dm
I’d up and fly away
Fly away, baby
| Dm | % | % | % | | Gm | % | Dm | % | | F | Gm6 A7 | Dm | % |
| Dm |
Y Como Es El Tom: C Intro: C
I)
C Dm G
Mirandote a los ojos juraria
C
que tienes algo nuevo que contarme
F C
empieza ya mujer, no tengas miedo
F C
quizas para mañana sea tarde
F C
quizas para mañana sea tarde.
II)
F G
Y como es el
C
en que lugar se enamoro de ti
Dm G
de donde es
C
a que dedica el tiempo libre
Dm G
preguntale
C
por que ha robado un trozo de mi vida
Dm G C
es un ladron que me ha robado todo.
III)
F G
Y como es el
C
en que lugar se enamoro de ti
Dm G
de donde es
C
a que dedica el tiempo libre
Dm G
preguntale
C
por que ha robado un trozo de mi vida
Dm G C
es un ladron que me ha robado todo.
Coro:) Comienza La Guitarra
C Dm G
Arreglate mujer, se te hace tarde
C
y llevete el paraguas por si llueve
F C
el te estara esperando para amarte
F C
y yo estare celoso de perderte.
F G
Y abrigate
C
te sienta bien ese vestido gris
Dm G
sonriete
C
que no sospeche que has llorado
Dm G
y dejame
C
que vaya preparando mi equipaje
Dm G C
perdoname, si te hago otra pregunta.
F G
Y como es el
C
en que lugar se enamoro de ti
Dm G
de donde es
C
a que dedica el tiempo libre
Dm G
preguntale
C
por que ha robado un trozo de mi vida
Dm G C
es un ladron que me ha robado todo.
Corned Beef City Tom: C Intro: | C | % | % | % | | C | % | % | % |
C Early in the morning
Going to meet a man
Csus2
Wants a truck unloading
Csus4 C
For cash-in-hand
You don’t ask questions
When there’s nothing in the bank
Csus2
Got to feed the kids
Csus4 C
And put the diesel in the tank
Bacon, egg and sausage
Double chips and beans
G
Tea and bread and butter
F C
And a day on the machines
Christmas is coming
With the final demand
G
What you got going
F C
For cash in hand
F G C
So it ain’t too pretty
F G C
Corned Beef City
F G C
It ain’t too pretty
F G/D C
Corned Beef City
| C | % | % | % | | C G | F C | G F | | C | % | % | % |
Early in the morning
Where the trucks all stand
G
I’ve got a pocket full of folding
F C
And a pair of jerry cans
I’ve got to keep it going
They’re laying off at Ford
G
I’m only one step ahead
F C
Of my room and board
F G C
So it ain’t too pretty
F G C
Corned Beef City
F G C
It ain’t too pretty
F G/D C
Corned Beef City
| C | % | % | % | | C G | F C | G F | | C | % | % | % |
Early in the morning
Going to meet a man
G
Wants a truck unloading
F C
For cash-in-hand
You don’t ask questions
When there’s nothing in the bank
G
Got to feed the kids
F C
And put the diesel in the tank
F G C
So it ain’t too pretty
F G C
Corned Beef City
F G C
It ain’t too pretty
F G/D C
Corned Beef City
| C | % | % | % | | C G | F C | G F | | C | % | % | % | | C G | F C | G F | | C
Dream Of The Drowned Submariner Tom: C Intro: | Am - - G/B | C | Dm Am - C/G | F | | Am - - G/B | C | 3/4 Dm Am - | G | % |
C Fmaj7 G C
We run along easy at periscope depth
Dm7 G
Sun dappling through clear water
F G C Am
So went the dream of the drowned submariner
F C/G G Am
Far awa - y from the slaughter
C Fmaj7 G C
Your hair is a strawflower that sings in the sun
Dm7 G
My darling, my beautiful daughter
F G C Am
So went the dream of the drowned submariner
F C/G G Am
Cast awa - y on the water
| Am - - G/B | C | Dm Am - C/G | F | | Am - - G/B | C | 3/4 Dm Am F | G | % | | C Fmaj7 | G C | - - Dm7 - | G | | F G/B | 2/4 C | Am | F C/G | G | Am | % |
F G F C/G
From down in the vault, down in the grave
F C/G G
Reaching up to the light on the waves
C Fmaj7 G C
So she did run to him over the grass
Dm7 G
She fell in his arms and he caught her
F G C Am
So went the dream of the drowned submariner
F C/G G Am
Far awa - y on the water
F C/G G Am
Far awa - y on the water
| Am - - G/B | C | Dm Am - C/G | F | | Am - - G/B | C | 3/4 Dm Am F | G | repeat
| G |
Go Love Tom: Am Intro: | Am | F G | Am Am/G | F | | Am | Csus4/F G | Am F | G | repeat
Am
F G Am
I had to leave for certain
Am/G F Am
I like to come back now and then
Csus4/F G Am
Maybe I’m just retu - rning
F G Am
So I can leave again
F G Am Am/G
The wind comes softly blowing
F Am
From the cold grey sea
Csus4/F G Am
She leans into my col - lar
F G
Starts whispering to me
Am
Csus4/F G Am
Go, love, if you’re going
Am/G F Am
You keep looking down the track
Csus4/F G Am
Go, love, if you’re going
F G
I’ll be here when you come back
Am7 D7sus2/A Am7 D7sus2/A repeat Go, love, if you’re going Am7 D7sus2/A Am7 D7sus2/A Am7 D7sus2/A Go, love, if you’re going
| Am | F G | Am Am/G | F | | Am | Csus4/F G | Am F | G | repeat
Am
F G Am
So go, love, if you’re going
Am/G F Am
Don’t stay on account of me
Csus4/F G Am
Go, love, if you’re going
F G
If that’s the way it’s got to be
Am
Csus4/F G Am
Go, love, if you’re going
Am/G F Am
You keep looking down the track
Csus4/F G Am
Go, love, if you’re going
F G G
I’ll be here when you come back
Am7 D7sus2/A Am7 D7sus2/A repeat Go, love, if you’re going Am7 D7sus2/A Am7 D7sus2/A Am7 D7sus2/A Am Go, love, if you’re going
| Am7 D7sus2/A | repeat
Haul Away Tom: C Intro: | C D | Em | D | C/G | | G C/G | G |
C/G G
It was a windless night when you left the ship
D/F# G G/B C
You never were a steady bold one
D/F# Em
I gave my hand, ah, but you did slip
Cmaj7 D/F# Em C/G
I’m a living man and you’re a cold one
G C/G G
Haul away, haul away for home
C/G G
My love’s as fair as a girl can be
D/F# G G/B C/G
My wedding ring is a heavy gold one
D/F# Em
Now you lie alone in the deep dark sea
Cmaj7 D/F# Em C/G
I’m a living man and you’re a cold one
G C/G G
Haul away, haul away for home
| C/G | G - - D/F# | 2/4 G G/B | C | | C D/F# | Em - - Cmaj7 | D/F# | Em C | | G C/G | G |
C/G G
The morning brings, Lord, a fresh young breeze
D/F# G G/B C/G
To fill our sails and end the doldrums
D/F# Em
Our lucky ship speeds across the sea
Cmaj7 D/F# Em C/G
I’m a living man and you’re a cold one
G C/G G
Haul away, haul away for home
| C | G - - D/F# | 2/4 G G/B | C | | C D/F# | Em - - Cmaj7 | D/F# | Em C | | G C/G | G | repeat
| G |
Got To Have Something Tom: D Intro: | A5 | % | % | % | | A5 | % | % | % |
D7
Well if you ain’t got whiskey
C5 A5
Don’t tell me that you ain’t got gin
D7
If you ain’t got whiskey
C5 A5
Don’t tell me that you ain’t got gin
E
Well I got to have something
D7 C5 A5
Need to get my medicine
D7
Well I can play your fish fry
C5 A5
Play for change in town
D7
I can play your fish fry
C5 A5
I can play for change in town
E D7
Well I got to have something
C5 A5
Keep me from going down
| D7 | - C5 | A5 | % | 2/4 % | | D7 | - C5 | A5 | % | 2/4 % | | E | D7 C5 | A5 | % | 2/4 % |
D7
Well let me play you one thing
C5 A5
Somebody must have just got paid
D7
Yeah, let me play you one thing
C5 A5
Somebody must have just got paid
E
Well I got to have something
D7 C5 A5
Even if I don’t get laid
| D7 | - C5 | A5 | % | 2/4 % | | D7 | - C5 | A5 | % | 2/4 % | | E | D7 C5 | A5 | % | 2/4 % |
D7
Yes, if you ain’t got whiskey
C5 A5
Don’t tell me that you ain’t got gin
D7
If you ain’t got whiskey
C5 A5
Don’t tell me that you ain’t got gin
E
Well I got to have something
D7 C5 A5
Need to get my medicine
E
Yeah, I got to have something
D7 C5 A5
Need to get my medicine
| A5 |
I Used To Could Tom: E Inro:
| E | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % |
E Well, all down the 40 I never used to lift
Thirteen gears, double clutch shift
A7
All those horses underneath the hood
E
I don’t do it no more but I used to could
| E | % | % | % |
E GMC Cannonball going like a train
All down the 40 in the driving rain
A7
All those horses underneath the hood
E
I don’t do it no more but I used to could
| E | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % | | A7 | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % |
| E | % | % | % | | A7 | % | E | % | | B7 | A7 | E | % | | E | % | % | % |
E Well I don’t hang around ‘cause it ain’t no good
Like the big bad wolf in the neighborhood A7 Chasin’ after Little Red Riding Hood
I don’t do it no more but I used to could
| E | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % | | A7 | % | % | % | | E | % | % | % |
| E | % | % | % | | A7 | % | E | % | | B7 | A7 | E | % |
| E |
Kingdom Of Gold Tom: Am Intro: | Am | % | G | Am | F | G | % | Em | % | | Am | % | G | Am | F | Em | % | Am | % | % | % |
Am G
The high priest of money looks down on the river
F G Em
The dawn coming up on his kingdom of gold
Am G Am
When the rim of the sun sends an arrow of silver
F Em Am
He prays to the gods of the bought and the sold
Am G Am
He turns to his symbols, his ribbons of numbers
F G Em
They circle and spin on their mystical scroll
Am G Am
He looks for a sign while the city still slumbers
F Em Am Asus2 Am
And the ribbons and the river forever unroll
Am Asus2 G
In his kingdom of gold
Cmaj7 D/F# D/F# Dsus2/F#
His kingdom of gold
Dm7 Am Asus2 G
Kingdom of gold
Cmaj7 D/F# D/F# C/E
His kingdom of gold
D E
Kingdom of gold
| Am | % | G | Am | F | Em | % | | Am | % | % | % |
Am
G Am
On the horizon an enemy haven
F G Em
Sends traces of smoke high up into the sky
Am G Am
A pack of dog jackals and a rabble of ravens
F Em Am
Who’ll come for his fortress, his castle on high
Am Asus2 G
In his kingdom of gold
Cmaj7 D/F# D/F# Dsus2/F#
His kingdom of gold
Dm7 Am Asus2 G
Kingdom of gold
Cmaj7 D/F# D/F# C/E
His kingdom of gold
D E
Kingdom of gold
| Am | % | G | Am | F | G | % | Em | % | | Am | % | G | Am | F | Em | % | Am | % | % | % |
Am G Am
His axes and armour will conquer these devils
F G Em
The turbulent raiders will falter and fall
Am G Am
Their leaders be taken, their camps burned and levelled
F Em Am
They’ll hang in the wind from his citadel walls
Am Asus2 G In his kingdom of gold Cmaj7 D/F# D/F# Dsus4/F# Kingdom of gold Dm7 Am Asus2 G Kingdom of gold Cmaj7 D/F# D/F# D/F# Kingdom of gold
Dm7 Am Asus2 G Kingdom of gold Cmaj7 D/F# D/F# Dsus4/F# Kingdom of gold Dm7 Am Asus2 G/B Kingdom of gold Cmaj7 D/F# D/F# C/E Kingdom of gold D Em Kingdom of gold
| Am | % | G | Am | F | G | % | Em | % | | Am | % | G | Am | F | Em | % | Am |
Miss You Blues Tom: C Intro: | C | F C | C | F/C G | | C | F C | C | G C |
C F C
Miss you blues, baby, miss you blues
F G
Miss you blues, baby, miss you blues
C F C
You never used to look behind you, that isn’t what you’d do
G C
Didn’t leave a thing behind you but the miss you blues
C F C
Who’s gonna take your place, fill your shoes?
F G
Who’s gonna take your place, fill your shoes?
C F C
You never used to look behind you, that isn’t what you’d do
G C
Didn’t leave a thing behind you but the miss you blues
C F C
Miss you blues, baby, miss you blues
F G
Miss you blues, baby miss you blues
C F C
You never used to look behind you, that isn’t what you’d do
G C
Didn’t leave a thing behind you but the miss you blues
| C | F C | C | F G | | C | F C | C | G C |
C F C
Walk alone down the avenue
C F G
Walk alone down the avenue
C F C
You never used to look behind you, that isn’t what you’d do
G C
Didn’t leave a thing behind you but the miss you blues
C F C
Miss you blues, baby, miss you blues
F G
Miss you blues, baby miss you blues
C F C
You never used to look behind you, that isn’t what you’d do
G C
Didn’t leave a thing behind you but the miss you blues
| C | F C | C | F G | | C | F C | C | G C | repeat
| C |
Radio City Serenade Tom: A Intro (piano):
| Bsus2/F# F#dim7 | Bsus4/F# F#| | Ebm7 Abm7 | C#m7 C(b5) |
Intro (guitar):
| D | A/C# | D | A/C# | | G6 Gm6 | Dmaj7 Bm | C#m | G | | F#m | D A/C# | D A | D E | | Asus4 A | A |
A
You’ve got to have no credit cards
A/C#
To know how good it feels
D/A
The howling of the bridges
The sidewalks bound with steel
A D/A
Sitting on the sidewalk
A F#m/A Bm
With a party to arrange
Bm/A D/A E
May you never change
A
I stay out when I want to
A/C# D
Still she takes me back
Don’t know another girl
Would cut me so much slack
A/C# D
Every wounded soldier
A F#m Bm
Needs a lady with a light
Bm/A D E
To help him through the night
A
So blow a kiss to Radio City
E/G# A A/C#
My forever silhouette
D A/C#
Oh, you are so pretty
D E
My beautiful Rockette
A/C# D E
You’ve got my arms
A F#m
And the crosstown horns
D Esus4 E
Going on - we’ve got it going on
| A | E/G# A A/C# | D A | D E | | D E | A F#m | D | Esus4 E |
A
Have I got you a river view
A/C#
This one tops the list
D
Got a head full of you
A/C#
And Irish Mist
D
I know I owe it
A F#m Bm
To the lady by the sea
Bm/A D E
Who still looks out for me
A
So blow a kiss to Radio City
E A A/C#
My forever silhouette
D A/C#
Oh, you are so pretty
D E
My beautiful Rockette
D E
You’ve got my arms
A F#m
And the crosstown horns
D E
Going on - we’ve got it going on
D E
You’ve got my arms
A F#m
And the crosstown horns
D E
Going on - we’ve got it going on
We’ve got it going on
| D | A/C# | D | A/C# | | G6 Gm6 | Dmaj7 Bm | C#m | G | | F#m | D A/C# | D A/C# | D E | | Asus4 A |
| G6 | G6 F#m7 | D E | D A |
| D | A |
Seattle Tom: C Intro: | C | Bb6/9 | repeat 4 times | C | % |
C Am F
Above the bar the TVs are showing the game
C
But we’re not watching it, we’re hardly focussing
C/B Am
Through the windows in the fading day
Dm Bbmaj7
1st Avenue is turning grey
F
C F
Do you ever look at me and see another man
Dm G C
Let’s get two more beers and try to make a plan
C/B Am
Sometimes it feels as though I have a key
Dm Bbmaj7
But every time I try it it won’t turn for me
F C
Seattle - you’ve got to love the rain
Bb6/9 Fsus4/G
And we both love rain
C
We both love rain
C
Am F
We watched the city skyline from the ferry deck
C
And you put your arms around my neck
C/B Am Dm
We talked of looking just out of town
Bbmaj7
Now it’s looking like a dream shot down
F
C F
I still believe that there’s somewhere for us
Dm G C
But now it’s something that we don’t discuss
C/B Am Dm
And you’re the best thing I ever knew
Bbmaj7
Stay with me, baby, and we’ll make it to
We’ll make it to
F C
Seattle - you’ve got to love the rain
Bb6/9 Fsus4/G
And we both love rain
C
We both love rain
F C
Seattle - I want you just the same
Bb6/9 Fsus4/G
And we both love rain
C Bb6/9
We both love rain
| C Bb6/9 | repeat | C |
Yon Two Crows Tom: Am Intro: | Am | % | % | % |
Am
AmMaj7
Pennies from heaven
Am7
Don’t make me laugh
Here all you’ll get
Am6
Is the pattering rain
F C/G
Or yon two crows up over the hill
G
Looking for winterkill
Am
Always at your boots
AmMaj7 Am7
The mud behind the byre
Am6
With its clammy hold
F
Would mock you up a grave
C/G G
Here in the mire of a wrecked sheepfold
C/G
And all you’ll bring to this
F C/G
Is muscle and grit
F C/G
Persistence, that’s just about it
What made you think
F
There’d be a living in sheep?
C/E F C/E F
Eat, work, eat, work and sleep
Am
Duck under the eaves
AmMaj7
Of the bothy
Am7 Am6 F
To sit here, caged by rain
Somewhere to go conjure
C
A next move
G
When I have to think again
Am
AmMaj7 Am7
The dog lifts his gaze to plead
Am6 F
Believes the wizard has a magic stick
C
Leans his weight into my tweed
G
I give an unholy hand to lick
C
I take a swig of sheep dip
F C
From my flask
F C
And once again I ask
What made you think
F
There’d be a living in sheep?
C F C F
Eat, work, eat, work and sleep
| Am C | G | % | Em | | Am | Em | - G | Am | | Am | % | % |
Am
They were at this game
AmMaj7 Am7
Two hundred years ago
Had thirty ways
Am6 F
Of dying young, poor souls
C/G
Laid to rest in their soggy rows
G
Rain on their holy books
Am
AmMaj7
Blood and whisky
Am7
On the tongue
Am6 F
And no-one watching over anyone
C
No-one left but your stubborn one
G
And the crows and rooks
C
F C
Ah, the dying young
F C/G
Well I’m not done
F
You watch me and I’ll watch thee
C
I can still work for two men
F C
And drink for three
And I raise my flask
F C/G
To the clearing skies
To you, sweepers
F C/G
You carrion spies
F C/G
To scavenge and survive
F
If you can do it so can I
| Am C | G | % | Em | | Am | Em | - G | Am | repeat
| Dsus2 |
Redbud Tree Tom: Bm Intro: Bm
VERSE: Bm A7 G6 Hunted down I came upon D C Bm A place of ferns and grass Bm A7 G6 Gathered to a redbud tree D C Bm And now their footsteps pass
VERSE 2: Bm A7 G6 Where I crouch in dread D C Bm Discovery my certain death Bm A7 G6 Bur leaves reaching for my head D C Bm As i suspend my breath
Chorus:
D Em/G B
Redbud tree, shelter me, shelter me
Em/G A9 B
Redbud tree, shelter me, shelter me
Solo Bm A7 G6 D C Bm Bm A7 G6 D C Bm D Em/G B Em/G A9 B D Em/G B Em/G A9 B
VERSE 3: Bm A7 G6 Those days of fear are gone D C Bm Yet i am pledged to her Bm A7 G6 As to my only one D C Bm My lovely protector
Chorus:
D Em/G B
Redbud tree, shelter me, shelter me
Em/G A9 B
Redbud tree, shelter me, shelter me
D Em/G B
Redbud tree, shelter me, shelter me
Em/G A9 B
Redbud tree, shelter me, shelter me
Outro Bm
Privateering Tom: Am
Capo 3
Am Yon's my privateer see how trim she lies
To every man a lucky hand and to every man a prize
C G
I live to ride the ocean the mighty world around
Am G Am
To take a little plunder and to hear the cannon sound
F C
To lay with pretty women
G Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Am G Am
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
Am Privateering, we will go Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho! Privateering, we will go Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
Am The people on your man o'war are treated worse than scum
I'm no flogging Captain my God I've sailed with some
C G
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply there up and down
Am G Am
Not quite exactly in the service of the Crown
F C
To lay with pretty women
G Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Am G Am
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
Am Privateering, we will go Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho! Privateering, we will go Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
Am Look here there's my privateer she's small but she can sting
Licensed to take prizes with a letter from the King
C G
I love the streets and taverns of a pretty foreign town
Am G Am
tip my hat to the dark eyed ladies as we sally up and down
F C
To lay with pretty women
G Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Am G Am
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
Am Privateering, we will go Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho! Privateering, we will go Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
Am Britannia needs her privateers each time she goes to war
Death to all her enemies no prizes matter more
C G
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply there up and down
Am G Am
Not quite exactly in the service of the Crown
F C
To lay with pretty women
G Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Am G Am
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
Am Privateering, we will go Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho! Privateering, we will go Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
No Wonder Hes Confused Tom: A Intro:| A | A E | A | A | A | E | A |
A
Well, he's got to be assertive
E A
But never dominate
A
But he's got to be receptive
E
He understand he must relay
D
And if you get too much protection
A F#m
You feel your freedom is abused
A E
Well he is everything you're looking for, baby
A
No wonder he's confused
A
He can thrill you like a stranger
E A
He can fill your fantasy
A
You want an element of danger
E
But you want security
D
Your love is thrill and dedication
A F#m
He is good at keeping you amused
A E
Well he is everything you're looking for
A
No wonder he's confused
Interlude: (Same as verse) | A | A E | A | A | A | A | E | E | D | D | F#m | A | E | A |
D
It takes a little understanding
A
When you love each other so
B
You got the right to be demanding
E
But how is he supposed to know
A
Well, sometime you want a rebel
E A
Sometime you want a steady hand
A
You play the handsome devil
E
Play the boy, play the man
D
And if you take the wrong direction
A F#m
Is he gonna be accused
A E
He is not everything you're looking for
A
No wonder he is confused
A E
Yeah, he is not everything you're looking for
A
No wonder he is confused
Outro: Repeat interlude/verse chords until finish.
Storybook Love Tom: D
D G D Come my love, I'll tell you a tale, D A7 D Of a boy and girl, and their Love Story. D G D And how he loved her, oh so much, D A7 D And all the charms she did possess.
D G D Now this did happen once upon a time, D A7 D When things were not so complex. D G D And how he worshipped the ground she walked, D A7 D And when he looked in her eyes, he became obsessed.
G C G My love is like a storybook story, G D G But it's as real as the feelings I feel. G C G My love is like a storybook story, D A D But it's as real as the feelings I feel. D A D But it's as real as the feelings I feel.
D G D This love was stronger than the powers so dark D A7 D A prince could have within his keeping D G D His spells to weave and steal a heart D A7 D Within her breast but only sleeping
G C G My love is like a storybook story, G D G But it's as real as the feelings I feel. G C G My love is like a storybook story, D A D But it's as real as the feelings I feel. D A D But it's as real as the feelings I feel.
D G D
He said, "Don't you know I love you oh so much
D A7 D
And lay my heart at the foot of your dress?"
D G D
She said, "Don't you know that storybook loves
D A7 D
Always have a happy ending?"
D G D
Then he swooped her up just like in the books
D A7 D
And on his stallion they rode away
G C G My love is like a storybook story, G D G But it's as real as the feelings I feel. G C G My love is like a storybook story, D A D But it's as real as the feelings I feel. D A D But it's as real as the feelings I feel.
Early Bird Tom: D Intro: | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm |
D G
Got no books in my house
A D
Got no time for those
G
No room in my closets
A
Closets' full of clothes
D G
Garage full of wheels, babe
A D
Boat house full of boat
G
The lifestyle ideal, babe
A
That's what gets my vote
Bm All the Villas on the hillsides
Gotta have a view to sea Bm Villas of the empire G A Way back in history
Bm They have slaves for the galleys and the kitchens
Gardens and the vines Bm Slaves for the beautiful people G A Bring water, food and wine
D G
A slave to tie your bib
A F#sus4
Another one to carry it
Bm G | A |
So now I'll take my crib
| D Dsus4 D |
I dig my chariot dig my crib
G D Bm D/A | D D/A |
And my long black Cadillac coming forth to carry me home
| D Dsus4 D |
Dig my crib
G D E7 A | D Dsus4 D |
And my long black Cadillac coming forth to carry me home
Solo: | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm |
D G
England calls me vulgar
A D
I'd call myself refined
G
Goodbye old England
A
Simon's off to sunny climes
D G
Look who's doin' it now, babe
A D
Look who's doin' it now
G
Look who's doin' it now, babe
A D
Look who's doin' it now
Solo: | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm | Bm |
Bm Always was an early bird
With something on the side Bm Better buy this, better buy that G A Maybe let that baby ride
Bm Out here everyday it's hot
And I'm talking to my men Bm Working this working that G A Working on my masterplan
D G
A slave to tie my bib
A F#sus4
Another one to carry it
Bm G | A |
So now I'll take my crib
| D Dsus4 D |
I dig my chariot dig my crib
G D Bm D/A | D D/A |
And my long black Cadillac coming forth to carry me home
| D Dsus4 D |
Dig my crib
G D E7 A | Dsus4 D |
And my long black Cadillac coming forth to carry me home
Bm Now here's the hot-tub, here's the gym
Here's the pool that I swam in Bm Up the stairs my footprints led
To the bedroom, to my bed
Bm Up the stairs my footprints led
To where I lay my bosom head Bm Sleep the long sleep of the dead
I'm an early bird, that's what I said
Outro: | Bm | -> repeate to end.
Sucker Row Tom: Dm Intro : Dm
Dm
Somebody's gotta crack a whip around here
Dm C G
Who's minding the store?
Bb
Shake it up sell some beer
C
What's your money maker for?
Dm Pay day, we're packin' 'em in Dm C G Six-gun annie and buffalo jill Bb F C Bb But who's to say they'll be back again C Bb For a refill? F Bb F Bb F Bb Honey, you know the drill
Dm
Ain't no left turn down sleepy time street
C G
You gotta be fast but you gotta stay loose
Bb
Thinking on your feet
C
Slick as grass through a goose
Dm We gotta rationalise Dm C G The payroll is giving me chills Bb F C Bb You and me's getting organised C Bb It's kill or be killed F Bb F Bb F Bb Honey, you know the drill
C7 F
Well they can all look down on sucker row
C7 F
But they all forget
C7 F
The tallest trees from acorns grow
Bb C
Though they ain't yet
C7 F
I never look down on a sucker stake
C7 F
They all pay the bills
C7 F
I never gave a sucker an even break
Bb C
And I never will
Dm
A beautiful vision keeps coming to me
Dm C G
I see a miracle mile
Bb
Flying in for free
C
Service with a smile
Dm
High rollers, fancy hotels
C G
Big time singers, topping the bill
Bb F
You gotta have a feel
C Bb
For the stuff that sells
C Bb
Call it a skill
F Bb F Bb F Bb
Honey, you know the drill
Dm
Somebody's gotta crack a whip around here
Dm C G
Who's minding the store?
Bb
Shake it up sell some beer
C
Money walking through the door
Dm
Annie's arriving at a dangerous age
Dm C G
Don't you go getting ill
Bb F C Bb
Get another woman up in the cage
C Bb
Who ain't over the hill
F Bb F Bb F Bb
Honey, you know the drill
Dm Somebody's gotta crack a whip around here
If I Had You Tom: E
E A E A
Oo-ooo if I had you, yeah the things that I could do
E
Honey, if I had you
A E
Now I could sing like an angel, fly just like a bird
A E
Sing you the best love song you ever heard.
A E
I could be a poet like Mohammed Ali,
A B C#m B
Float like a butterfly, sting just like a, just like a bee.
E
Mmm, ooo, if I had you, ahhh the things that I could do If I had you. Now I'd go get your name tattooed on my chest, Well it'd just say 'my baby, my baby, she's the best.' I could be your Superman, you could be my Lois Lane I could be a Tarzan, you could be my sweet Jane - if you wanted to.
E A E A
Mmm if I had you, ah the things that I could do
E
If I had you.
Yeah one more time...
E A E A
Ooo if I had, only had you, Yeah the things that I could do,
B
Oh boy
E
Only if I had you.
E A E
So come on dance with me baby, don't let me go.
A E
Yeah dance with me baby, don't let me go.
A E
Baby don't let me, don't let me go
B
Don't let me go, oh no...
F#m E B E
A E B B
F#m E B E
My Claim To Fame Tom: C Intro: F C G F C Dm C G C
C Am Well he's a big star now
F G C But I've been a fan of his for years C (*) F The way he sings and plays guitar
G C Still brings me to tears
I wouldn't want to be a big deal I wouldn't want to be a celebrity > I spend my life building ships of steel > That's all there ever was for me > > Take a hammer to the sea belles > And shout my name > And I'll sail the seas as free as a breeze > That's my claim to fame > > He spends his life in the studio > Jet planes and big black cars > Plays records on the radio > In all of the clubs and in all of the bars > > By day he didn't have a choice > You had to take a trade > You had no money and you had no voice > That's the life I made > > Take a hammer to the sea belles > And shout my name > And I'll sail the seas as free as a breeze > That's my claim to fame > > That's my claim to fame boys > That's my claim to fame > To sail the seas as free as a breeze > That's my claim to fame
La, la ....: same as intro
Solo: same as verse > > Well a song can live forever and a day > An old ship goes to the breakers yard > In a hundred years you're gonna hear him play > They won't remember me for working hard > > Now they've all gone away, all the boys and the girls > They yard is a grave where the river runs through > We used to build the ships for the whole wide world > Now we couldn't do it if we wanted to > > Take a hammer to the sea belles > And shout my name > I'll sail the seas as free as a breeze > That's my claim to fame > > Take a hammer to the sea belles > And shout my name > I'll sail the seas as free as a breeze > That's my claim to fame > > That's my claim to fame boys > That's my claim to fame > To sail the seas as free as a breeze > That's my claim to fame
Tall Order Baby Tom: G Intro: G G C D
G C D
Well, give me a little loving in the morning,
G C D
I want a little loving while I sleep,
C G
But you want to get a loving in the evening
G C D
When I want to get some loving in the day.
G C D
I tell her that I working in the morning
G C D
I tell her that I got to got my rest
C G
She tell me she's a working on our loving,
G C D
She tell me that my loving is the best.
G F G
Well it's a tall order baby,
G F D
It's a tall order now.
G F G
Well it's a tall order baby,
C D G
But we got to get our loving somehow. Yeah.
Well, I don't want to go to sleep on you baby, I don't want to go to sleep on you now But if I go to sleep on you baby Or are we going to do it any old how? Oh, don't you turn your back on me Darling Don't you know I'd like to stay up and play But if I turn my back on you Darling, Or are you going to do it some other way?
Well, it's a tall order, baby, It's a tall order now, Well, it's a tall order, baby, But we got to get our loving somehow. It's a tall order, baby, Well, it's a tall order now, Well, it's a tall order, baby, But we got to get our loving somehow.
I don't want to go to sleep on you, baby, I don't want to go to sleep on you now, If I'm going to go to sleep on you baby, Are you going to do it any old how? Oh, don't you turn your back on me, baby, Don't you know I got to stay up and play But if I turn my back on you Darling Are you going to do it some other way?
Well, it's a tall order, baby, It's a tall order now, Well, it's a tall order, baby, But we got to get our loving somehow. Well, It's a tall order, baby, Well, it's a tall order now, It's a tall order, baby, But we got to get our loving somehow."
The Car Was The One Tom: D Intro: D C Em G x4
C
In summer '63 I was staying alive
Em D
hanging at the races, hoping to drive
C
When they were done with the weekend and loading the cars
Em G D
I couldn't get a pass so I went to the bar
C
I'm up in the corner nursing a beer
Em D
who should come laughing and joking in here
C
but Bobby Brown, the winner of the sports car race
Em G D
with some friends and a girl, man, she lit up the place
G A D
Bobby was a wild boy - one summer
G A D
he knocked down a motel wall with a hammer
G A D
He'd do anything - one night for a bet
G A D A
he raced through the cornfields in a Corvette
Em G D C Em G D
C
I thought it's got to be a thrill to be like that
Em G D
with the beautiful girl and be king of the track
C
But the truth is when all was said and done
Em G D C
it was his Cobra I wanted - the car was the one
Em G D C Em G
It was his Cobra I wanted - the car was the one
D C Em G
The car was the one
D C Em G
The car was the one
D C Em G x2
Before Gas And Tv Tom: Am Intro: | Am | Am | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | Am | | G6 | G6 | G6 | Em | Am | Am | Am | Am | | Am | Am | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | Am | | G6 | G6 | G6 | Em | Am | Am | Am |
Am
Before gas and tv
Asus2 Am Asus2 Am
Before people had cars
G6 G6
We'd sit around the fires
Em Am Asus2 Am
Pass around our guitars
Am
Remembering songs
Asus2 Am Asus2 Am
When my daddy was home
G6
He'd play along
Em Am Asus2 Am
On the spoons and a comb
Am
We'd go with the flow
Asus2 Am Asus2 Am
When the weather was fine
G6 G6
Sometimes we'd go
Em Am Am
Collecting scrap iron
Am
And we'd sit around the fires
Asus2 Am Asus2 Am
Pass a bottle of wine
G6 G6
In the tales of the road
Em Am Asus2 Am Em
Since time out of mind
Solo:
| Am | Am | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | Am | | G6 | G6 | G6 | Em | Am | Am | Am | Am | | Am | Am | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | Am | | G6 | G6 | Em | Em | Am | Asus2 | Am |
Am
If heaven's like this
Asus2 Am Asus2 Am
Well that's OK with me
G6 G6
Where the living is fine
Em Am Am
And living is free
Am
If heaven's like this
Asus2 Am Am
Well then here's where I'll be
Asus2 Am
On the edge of the field
F
On the edge of the world
Em Am Asus2 Am
Before gas and tv
Outro:
| Am | Am | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | Am | | G6 | G6 | G6 | Em | Am | Am | Am | Am | | Am | Am | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | Am | | G6 | G6 | G6 | Em | Am | Am | Am | Am |
| Am | Am | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | Am | | G6 | G6 | G6 | Em | Am | Asus2 | Am |
| Am | Am | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | Am | | G6 | G6 | Em | Em | Am | Am | Am | Am |
| Am | Am | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | Am | | G6 | G6 | G6 | Em | Am | Am | Asus2 | Am | | Am | Am7/G | F | Em | Am |
Learn to play "Before Gas And Tv" with
So Far From The Clyde Tom: Am Intro:
| Am | (Am) | G/B | (G/B) | | Am/C | (Am/C) | G | (G) | | G | F | (F) | (F) | (F) | | Dm | (Dm) | G | (G) | | Am | (Am) | G/B | (G/B) | | Am/C | (Am/C) | G | (G) | | G | F | (F) | (F) | (F) | | Am | (Am) | (Am) | (Am) |
Am
They had a last supper
G Am Am
The day of the Beaching
Am C
She's a dead ship sailing
Em Em
Skeleton Crew
F
The galley is empty
C Am Am Am F
The stove pots are cooling
Am Asus4
With what's left of the stew
Am
The time is approaching
G Am Am
The captain moves over
Am C
The hangman steps in
Em Em
To do what he's paid for
F
With the wind down the tide
C Am Am
She goes proud ahead steaming
F Am Am
And he drives her hard into the shore
C Em F F
So far from the Clyde
Dm Dm
Together we ride
F F
We did ride
| Am | Am | Am | Am | | Am | Am | Am | Am | | Am | Am |
Am
As if to a wave
G Am Am
From her bows to her rudder
Am C Em Em
Bravely she rises to meet with the land
F C Am Am
Under their feet they all feel her keel shatter
F Am Am
The shallow see washes their hands
| Am | (Am) | G/B | (G/B) | | Am/C | (Am/C) | G | (G) | | G | F | (F) | (F) | (F) | | Am | (Am) | (Am) | (Am) |
Am
Later the captain
G Am Am
Shakes hands with the hangman
Am C
And climbs slowly down
Em Em
To the oily wet ground
F C Am Am
Goes 'bout to the car that has come here to take him
F Am Am
To the graveyard and back to the town
C Em F F
So far from the Clyde
Dm Dm
Together we ride
F F
We did ride
| Am | Am | Am | Am |
Am
They pull out her cables
G Am Am
And hack off her hatches
Am C Em Em
Too poor to be wasteful with pity or time
F C Am Am
They swarm on her carcass with torches and axes
F Am Am
Like a whale on the bloody shoreline
Am
Stripped of her pillars
G Am
Her stays and her stantions
Am C Em Em
When there's only her bones on the wet poison land
F C Am Am
Steel ropes will drag her with winches and engines
F Am Am
'Til it's only a stain on the sand
C Em F F
So far from the Clyde
Dm Dm
Together we ride
F F/E Dsus2 Dsus2/A
We did ride
C Em F F
So far from the Clyde
Dm Dm
Together we ride
F F
We did ride
| Am | (Am) | G/B | (G/B) | | Am/C | (Am/C) | G | (G) | | G | F | (F) | (F) | (F) | | Dm | (Dm) | G | (G) | | Am | (Am) | G/B | (G/B) | | Am/C | (Am/C) | G | (G) | | G | F | (F) | (F) | (F) | | Am | (Am) | (Am) | (Am) | | Am |
Border Reiver Tom: Am Intro:
| F C/E | (C/E) Em7/B | Fmaj7 | (Fmaj7) | | F C/E | (C/E) Em7/B | Fmaj7 | (Fmaj7) | | Dm C/E | (C/E) | Fmaj7 | (Fmaj7) | | F C/E | (C/E) Em7/B | Fmaj7 | (Fmaj7) |
| Am | Am | Am | Am |
| Am G | G | Am G | (2/4) Em | | Am G | G Em | Am G | (2/4) Em | | Am | Am |
Southern bound from Glasgow town
Am7/G F
She’s shining in the sun
Am
My Scotsoun Lassie
C F
On the border run
Am
We’re whistling down the hillsides
Am7/G F
and tearing up the climbs
Am C
I’m just a thiever
F
Stealing time
Am
In the border reiver
Am
Eight hundred thousand on the clock
Am7/G F
And plenty more to go
Am
Crash box and lever
C F
She needs the heel and toe
Am
She’s not too cold in winter
Am7/G F
But she cooks me in the heat
Am
I’m a six foot driver
C F
But you can’t adjust the seat
Am
In the border reiver
F
C
“Sure as the sun rise”
Em F
That’s what they say about the Albion
C
“Sure as the sun rise”
Em F
That’s what they say about the Albion
Dm
She’s an Albion
Am
She’s an Albion
| Am G | G | Am G | (2/4) Em | | Am G | G Em | Am G | (2/4) Em | | Am | Am |
Am
The Ministry don’t bother me
Am7/G F
My paperwork’s alright
Am
They can’t touch me
C F
I got my sleep last night
Am Am7/G F
It’s knocking out a living wage in 1969
Am C
I’m just a thiever
F
Stealing time
Am
In the border reiver
F
C
“Sure as the sun rise”
Em F
That’s what they say about the Albion
C
“Sure as the sun rise”
Em F
That’s what they say about the Albion
Dm
She’s an Albion
Am
She’s an Albion
| Am G | G | Am G | (2/4) Em | | Am G | G Em | Am G | (2/4) Em | Am |
Repeat progression 3 times to end: | (2/4) Em | D | F | Am | (Am) |
Monteleone Tom: C Intro:
| Dmaj7/F | (Dmaj7/F) | [323000] | (323000) | | Dmaj7/F | Dmaj7/A | [323000] | (323000) | | Dmaj7 | Dmaj7/C | Dm/B | [323000] |
| C | Cmaj7 | Asus/C | Cmaj7 | | C | Cmaj7 | Asus/C | Cmaj7 |
C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7
The chisels are calling
C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7
It’s time to make sawdust
C C/B Am Am
Steely reminders of things left to do
F
Monteleone
Dmaj7/F C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7
A mandolin’s waiting for you
C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7 My fingerplane's working C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7 Gentle persuasion C C/B Am Am I bend to the wood and I coax it to sing
F Monteleone Dmaj7/F C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7 Your new one and only will ring F Monteleone Dmaj7/F C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7 Your new one and only will ring
Dm Aaug
The rain on the window
F/C Dm/B
The snow on the gravel
Dm F/C Dm/B A#maj7
The seasons go by to the songs in the wood
C C/B
Too quick or too careless
F/A C/G C/G
It all could unravel
C G G Am
It so easily could
Solo:
| Dmaj7/F | Dmaj7/F | [323000] | [323000] | | Dmaj7/F | Dmaj7/A | [323000] | [323000] | | Dmaj7 | Dmaj7/C | Dm/B | [323000] |
| C | Cmaj7 | Asus/C | Cmaj7 | | C | Cmaj7 | Asus/C | Cmaj7 |
C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7
The chisels are calling
C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7
It’s back for an encore
C C/B Am Am
Back to the shavings that cover the floor
F Dmaj7/F
Monteleone
C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7
A call for more
F Dmaj7/F
Monteleone
C Cmaj7 Asus/C Cmaj7
A call for more
Outro:
| Dmaj7/F | Dmaj7/F | [323000] | [323000] | | Dmaj7/F | Dmaj7/A | [323000] | [323000] | | Dmaj7 | Dmaj7/C | Dm/B | [323000] |
| C | Cmaj7 | Asus/C | Cmaj7 | | C | Cmaj7 | Asus/C | Cmaj7 | | C | Cmaj7 | Asus/C | Cmaj7 | | C |
Hard Shoulder Tom: Fmaj Intro: | Fmaj7 | Cmaj7 Am7 | Fmaj7 | Cmaj7 | | Fmaj7 | Cmaj7 Am | Fmaj7 |
Fmaj7
Cmaj7 Fmaj7
I've got latches for windows
Cmaj7 Cmaj7/G
Handles for doors
Am Em7/B
Grinders and scrapers
Dmaj7
And sanders for floors
Cmaj7 Fmaj7
Rake for the gravel
Cmaj7 Cmaj7/G
Chains for the snow
Am Em7/B Dmaj7
Always got the shovel
A#maj7
You never know
G
I never thought you'd go
Em Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Am
Man's broken down
Fmaj7
Man's broken down
Cmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7
On the slip road
Cmaj7 Cmaj7 Am
Got a slip load
Dm A#maj7
And it's a hard
Cmaj7 Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7
Shoulder to cry on
Cmaj7 Fmaj7
Hacksaws and hammers
Cmaj7 Cmaj7/G
Brushes and mop
Am Em7/B
And I've got the ladders
Dmaj7
Up on the top
Cmaj7 Fmaj7
If something needs doing
Cmaj7 Cmaj7 Am
I always say
Em7/B Dmaj7
You want it done
A#maj7
The proper way
G
I need you to stay
Em Fmaj7 Cmaj7 Am7
Man's broken down
Fmaj7
Man's broken down
Cmaj7 Cmaj7 Fmaj7
On the slip road
Cmaj7 Cmaj7 Am
Got a slip load
Dm A#maj7
And it's a hard
Cmaj7 Cmaj7 Dm
Shoulder to cry on
Em7/B
Give me a minute
C Am
We'll be going again
Em Am
Sound as a bell
A# D#
Right as rain
G# G Em
Right as rain
Solo:
| Fmaj7 | Cmaj7 Am7 | Fmaj7 | Cmaj7 | | Fmaj7 | Cmaj7 | Am |
Dm A#maj7
And it's a hard
Cmaj7 Fmaj7
Shoulder to cry on
Cmaj7 Fmaj7
To cry on
Outro:
| Cmaj7 | Fmaj7 | - repeat 11 times. | Cmaj7 |
Piper To The End Tom: C Intro: | C | F/C C | F/C C | F/C | | C | Am/C | C F/C | G/C | | G/C C | C Am/C | F/C C | F/C C | | C | Am/C C | F/C | C |
C
Am F C
When I leave this world behind me
F C F C
To another I will go
Em Am
If there are no pipes in heaven
C/G F G
I’ll be going down below
G7 C/E Am
If friends in time be severed
F C F C
Someday we will meet again
Em Am C
I’ll return to leave you never
F C
Be a piper to the end
| Am F | (2/4) F | (4/4) C |
C
Am F C
This has been a day to die for
F C F C
Now the day has almost gone
Em Am
Up above a choir of seabirds
C/G F G
Turns to face the setting sun
G7 C/E Am
Now the evening dawn is calling
F C F C
And all the hills are burning red
Em Am C/G
And before the night comes falling
F C C G
Clouds are lined with golden thread
C/G F
We watched the fires together
C Am F G
Shared our quarters for a while
G7 C/E
Walked the dusty roads together
Am F G G
Came so many miles
C
Am F C
This has been a day to die on
F C F C
Now the day is almost done
Em Am
Here the pipes will lay beside me
C/G F G G7
Silent will the battle drum
C/E Am
If friends in time be severed
F C F C
Someday here we will meet again
Em Am C/G
I return to leave you never
F C C
Be a piper to the end
| C | Am F | C F | C F | | C | Em Am | Am C/G | F G | | G7 | C/E | Am F | C F | | C | Em Am | (2/4) C/G | F | C |
Repeat last progression and fade out.
Remembrance Day Tom: D Intro:(solo) | G | G | G | D/F# | | G | D/F# | Em7 | Bm | | Asus2 | Asus2 |
D Dmaj7 D G
On your maypole green
Em Bm Em6 Bm
See the winding morrismen
G A D Bm
Angry Alfie, Bill and Ken
G
Waving hankies, sticks and books
A
All the earthen roofs
D Dmaj7 D G
Standing at the crease
Em Bm Em6 Bm
The batsman takes a look around
G A D Bm
The boys are fielding on homeground
G
The steeple sharp against the blue
Asus2
When I think of you
Em
Sam and Andy
Asus2
Jack and John
Em
Charlie, Martin
Asus2
Jamie, Ron
Em
Harry, Stephen
Asus2
Will and Don
Em G
Matthew, Michael
On and on
Em F#7 Bm Bm/A We will remember them G Em Remember them Asus2 Remember them
Em F#7 Bm Bm/A We will remember them G Em Remember them Asus2 Remember them
Solo:
| G | D/F# Dmaj7/F# | G | D/F# Dmaj7/F# | | Em7 | Bm | Asus2 | Asus2 |
D Dmaj7 D G
Time has slipped away
Em Bm Em6 Bm
The Summer sky to Autumn yields
G A D Bm
A haze of smoke across the fields
G
Let's sup and fight another round
A
And walk the stubbled ground
D Dmaj7 D7 G
When Novem-ber brings
Em Bm Em6 Bm
The poppies on Remembrance Day
G A D Bm
When the vicar comes to say
G
May God bless them every one
A
Lest we forget our sons
Em F#7 Bm Bm/A We will remember them G Em Remember them Asus2 Remember them
Em F#7 Bm Bm/A We will remember them G Em Remember them Asus2 Remember them
Em F#7 Bm Bm/A We will remember them G Em Remember them Asus2 Remember them
Em F#7 Bm Bm/A We will remember them G Em Remember them Asus2 Asus2 Remember them
Outro:
| G | D/F# Dmaj7/F# | G | D/F# | | Em7 | Bm | Asus2 | Asus2 | | G | D/F# Dmaj7/F# | G | D/F# | | Em7 | Bm | Asus2 | Asus2 | | Asus2 |
Camerado Tom: Em Intro: Em
Em
Camerado
D C
See that cloud across the sun
G D
Ain't too many places left to run
Bm Em F
There was a time when we'd go anywhere the wind would blow
Em
Camerado
G D
Em
Camerado
D C
They are fencing off the plane
G D
I hate to hear the whistle of the train
Bm Em F
Next thing you know they'll want your pistol and your tobacco
Em
Camerado
G D
Bm Em Got a piece of forty-four on fire in my chest C G D Out here on the mesa I will rest Bm Em F Dm If you could hand me down that whiskey from my saddle roll Em G D Camerado
Solo:
Em D C G D Bm Em F Em G D
Em D C Now the light is dyin' in the sky G D That ain't gonna bother you or I Bm Em F Seen enough a dying to know almost all there is to know Em Camerado
G D
Em D C Now you had best light out and ride G D There's pretty women on the other side Bm Em F See ya in Sabinas you'll be free as air in Mexico Em Camerado
G D
Em G D
Em G D D
Je Suis Desole Tom: Bm
Bm
We are leaving, leaving
Bm
Leaving on the tide
Bm
Come and stand beside me love
A E
The water is so wide
Bm
You can hear the sailors calling
Bm
At the dawning of the day
Bm
Yesterday is falling, love
A E G Bm
And je suis désolé, je suis désolé
D G A Je suis désolé, mais je n'ai pas le choix A D A D Je suis désolé, mais la vie me demande ça
Then just continue till the end with the same chords:
I am turning, turning From a land that I loved well Look ahead my darling one Across the rolling swell And you can hear the seagulls crying As we're slipping out of the bay Yesterday is dying, love And je suis désolé, je suis désolé
Je suis désolé, mais je n'ai pas le choix Je suis désolé, mais la vie me demande ça
We are sailing, sailing For a land that's proud and free I had no more endurance For what had become of me And I will do that which I must do, love And now we're under way All that I can say to you Is je suis désolé
Je suis désolé, mais je n'ai pas le choix Je suis désolé, mais la vie me demande ça Je suis désolé, mais je n'ai pas le choix Je suis désolé, mais la vie me demande ça
Lily Of The West Tom: C
C G C Am F/G C F
When first I came to Ireland some pleasure for to find
C G/B Am Em C F
It's there I spied a damsel fair, most pleasing to my mind
C G/B Am Em C F
Her rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes like arrows pierced my breast
C G C Am F/G Csus C
And I call her lovely Molly O', the lily of the west
C G C Am F/G C F
One day as I was walking down by a shady grove
C G/B Am Em C F
I spied a lord of high degree conversing with my love
C G/B Am Em C F
As she sang her song delightfully while I was sore oppressed
C G C Am F/G Csus C
Saying I bid adieu to Molly O', the lily of the west
Well, I stepped up with my rapier and my dagger in my hand
And I dragged him from my false love and boldly I bid him stand
But being mad with desperation I swore I'd pierce his breast
I was then deceived by Molly O', the lily of the west
I then did stand stand my trial, and boldly I did plead
A flaw was in my indictment found and that soon had me freed
That beauty bright I did adore, the judge did her address
Now go, you faithless Molly O', the lily of the west
Now that I've gained my liberty a-rovin' I will go
I ramble through old Ireland and travel Scotland o'er
Though she thought to swear my life away she still disturbs my rest,
I still must style her, Molly O', the lily of the west.
Vic And Ray Tom: A Intro: [ A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | Bm7 || A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | E5 ] 4x
A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 Bm7 A dirty motor with London plates A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 Em A Sitting in the gutter outside your silent gates C D E5 A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray C D E5 A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 E5 Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray
A7 Bm7 C#m7b55 Bm7 Come to Daddy baby, what is it worth? A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 Em A Come to Daddy, the scum of the crying earth C D E5 A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray C D E5 A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 E5 Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray
C / D
Laughing at eachother's pain
C / D A
They run the heater in the morning rain
C / D
This'll pay the rent around the world
C / D
Wanna buy a picture of a girl?
Bridge/Solo: [ A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | Bm7 ]
[ A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | Em | Em | A | A | A ]
[ C | D | D | D | E5 | A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 ]
[ C | D | D | D | E5 | A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | E5 ]
[ A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | Bm7 ]
[ A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | Em | Em | A | A | A ]
[ C | D | D | D | E5 | A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 ]
[ C | D | D/D# | D/E | Dsus4/E | A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | E5 ]
A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 Bm7
Christmas morning, there they are
A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 Em A
Two rent boys wishing on a shining star
C D E5 A7 Bm7 C#m7b5
Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray
C D E5 A7 Bm7 C#m7b5 E5
Vic and Ray, Vic and Ray
[ A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | E5 ]
[ A7 | Bm7 | C#7b5 | Bm7 || A7 | Bm7 | C#m7b5 | E5 ] 4x
This Is Us Tom: A Intro: A2 D C
A
This is us down at the Mardi Gras
D
This is us in your daddy’s car
A
You were the missing link
E
had a little too much to drink
A D
Too long in the sun havin’ too much fun
A E D C
You and me in our memories this is us
A D A D
This is us This is us This is us This is us
A D
Workin’ at the Barbeque yeah when we said I do
A
Hand jivin’ on the barroom floor
E
You and that wedding coat you wore
A
You and that amazing dress
D
I was stoned on love I guess
A E D C
You and me we were meant to be this is us
A D A D
This is us This is us This is us This is us
D A this is us on our honeymoon in our hotel room Cb# sittin’ by the wishin’ well E checkin’ out of the love motel
A makin’ plans for the Sunshine State D waitin’ at the terminal gate A E D C You and me makin’ history this is us
A D A D This is us This is us This is us This is us A D A D This is us This is us This is us This is us
A D and our baby boy with our pride and joy A E You at the Sunday game standin’ next to what’ his name A D On our aniversary with the family A E D C You and me in our memories this is us
A D A D This is us This is us This is us This is us A D A D C This is us This is us This is us This is us,
A D C lead repeat vamp to fade
Sucker row Tom: A Intro:
A5 somebody’s gotta crack
a whip around here
A5/G A5/F# F5
who’s minding the store?
shake it up sell some beer
what’s your
G5
money maker for?
A5 pay day
we’re packin’ ‘em in
A5/G
six-gun annie
A5/F#
and buffalo jill
D5 A5
but who’s to say
G/G F5 C/G
they’ll be back again
F5
for a refill?
C/G F5
honey, you know the drill
C/G | F5 | C/G | F5 | A5
ain’t no left turn
down sleepy time street
you gotta be fast
but you gotta stay loose
thinking
on your feet
slick as grass
through a goose
we gotta
rationalise
the payroll
is giving me chills
you and me’s
getting organised
it’s kill or be killed
honey, you know the drill
G5
well they can all look down
C/G G5
on sucker row
C/G
but they all forget
G5
the tallest trees
C/G
from acorns grow
F5 G5
though they ain’t yet
i never look down
C/G G5
on a sucker stake
C/G
they all pay the bills
G5
i never gave a sucker
C/G F5
an even break
G5
and i never will
A5 a beautiful vision keeps coming to me i see a miracle mile flying in for free service with a smile high rollers fancy hotels big time singers topping the bill you gotta have a feel for the stuff that sells call it a skill honey, you know the drill somebody’s gotta crack a whip around here who’s minding the store? shake it up sell some beer money walking through the door annie’s arriving at a dangerous age don’t you go getting ill get another woman up in the cage who ain’t over the hill honey, you know the drill
Everybody pays Tom: E Intro: E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B | A | E | B | E A
E E7M
i got shot off my horse
A Asus2
so what? i’m up again
A
and playing
in one of these
E E7M
big saloons on main
A
you can come up here
B
take a look
E E7M
around these sinners’ dens
A
you’re only ever going to find
B B
one or two real games
F#m
F#m/E
nobody’s driving
B F#m
me underground
F#m/E B A B
not yet anyway
E E7M
but either on the strip
A Asus2
or on the edge of town
A Asus2
everybody pays
E
everybody pays to play
E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B | E
E7M
yeah, you ought to stay
right where you are
A Asus2
in sawdust land
A
it’s probably the
E E7M
safest place to be
with your
A B
greasy little pork pies
E E7M A
and your shoestring hands
it makes
B F#m
no difference to me
F#m/E
all those directions
B F#m
which we never took
F#m/E B A B
to go our different ways
E
who went and wrote
E7M A Asus2
the oldest story in the book?
A Asus2
everybody pays
E
everybody pays to play
E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B |
Bm | C# | F#m | B Em | A | D | F# Bm | C# | F#m | B Em | D | C | B
E
curl up inside
E7M A
a boxcar dream
Asus2 A
and disappear
with a couple
E E7M
low roller friends
A
you were never one
B
for trouble
E E7M
so get out of here
A
i knew the game
B F#m
was dangerous back then
F#m/E
but nobody’s breezing
B F#m
through these swinging doors
F#m/E B A B
just ups and walks away
E E7M
everybody has to leave
A Asus2
some blood here on the floor
A Asus2
everybody pays
E E7M C#m C#m7
everybody pays to play
A Asus2
everybody pays
E
everybody pays to play
E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B | A | E | B | E A E E7M | C#m C#m7 | A | E B | A | E | B | E A
Song for sonny liston Tom: A
A5 so many mouths to feed on the farm sonny was the second to the last one born his mamma ran away and his daddy beat him bad and he grew up wild good love he never had
he had a left like henry’s hammer a right like betty bamalam rode with the muggers in the dark and dread and all them sluggers went down like lead
well he hung with the hoods he wouldn’t stroke the fans but he had dynamite in both his hands boom bam like the slammer door the bell and the can and the bodies on the floor
beware the bear’s in town
somebody’s money says
the bear’s going down
yeah, the bear never smiles
A5/G
sonny’s going down
A5/F#
for miles and miles
A5/F
sonny’s going down
A5
for miles and miles
the writers didn’t like him the fight game jocks with his lowlife backers and his hands like rocks they didn’t want to have a bogey man they didn’t like him and he didn’t like them
D5
black cadillac
alligator boots
A5
money in the pockets
of his sharkskin suits
A7
some say the bear
Am6
took a flop
A7
they couldn’t believe it
when they saw him drop
A5
he had a left
like henry’s hammer
a right like betty bamalam
rode with the muggers
in the dark and dread
and all them sluggers
went down like lead
joe louis was his hero he tried to be the same but a criminal child wears a ball and chain so the civil rights people didn’t want him on the throne and the hacks and the cops wouldn’t leave him alone
beware the bear’s in town somebody’s money says the bear’s going down yeah, the bear never smiles sonny’s going down for miles and miles sonny’s going down for miles and miles
at the foot of his bed with his feet on the floor there was dope in his veins and a pistol on the drawer there was no investigation as such he hated needles but he knew too much
criss-crossed on his back scars from his daddy like slavery tracks the second-last child was the second-last king never again was it the same in the ring
he had a left like henry’s hammer a right like betty bamalam rode with the muggers in the dark and dread and all them sluggers went down like lead
they never could be sure about the day he was born a motherless child set to working on the farm and they never could be sure about the day he died the bear was the king they cast aside
beware the bear’s in town somebody’s money says the bear’s going down yeah, the bear never smiles sonny’s going down for miles and miles sonny’s going down for miles and miles
Whoop de doo Tom: E
E G#7
if i’m over the moon
C#m
it’s because i’m over you
D9 G#7
a day at a time
C#m E9
and i’m tickety-boo
A(V) G#7
i don’t carry on
C#m A7(V)
the way i used to
E/B B
whoop de doo
E
whoop de doo
E G#7
if i’m doing great
C#m
it’s because when i get home
D9 G#7
i don’t go straight
C#m E9
to my answerphone
A(V) G#7
and the tears don’t come
C#m A7(V)
the way they used to
E/B B
whoop de doo
E
whoop de doo
D7(V)
so many little things
E C
are so much better now
Am B
they were only the little things
anyhow
E G#7
if i’m over the moon
C#m
it’s because that’s what i am
D9 G#7
funny that once
C#m E9
i used to give a damn
A(V) G#7
and i’d do anything
C#m A7(V)
in the whole wide world for you
E/B B
whoop de doo
C#m F#7
whoop de doo
E G#7
anything
C#m D7/C
anything you’d want me to
E/B B
whoop de doo
E
whoop de doo
Postcards from paraguay Tom: G Intro: Em G | B7/F# Em | Em G | B7/F# Em G | B7/F# Em | Em G | B7/F# Em | B7/F# Em
G
G/F# Em Em/D C
one thing was leading to the next
G D Dsus2 D G
i bit off more than i could chew
G/F# Em Em/D Em6
i had the power to sign the cheques
D
it wasn’t difficult to do
Dsus2/C Bm Em C
i couldn’t stay and face the music
G D
so many reasons why
Dsus2/C B Em C
i won’t be sending postcards
G
from paraguay
D B7/F#
from paraguay
Em G B7/F# Em
from paraguay
Em G | B7/F# Em | Em G | B7/F# Em | B7/F# Em
i robbed a bank full of dinero a great big mountain of dough so it was goodbye companero and cheerio i couldn’t stay and face the music so many reasons why i won’t be sending postcards from paraguay
Em G | B7/F# Em | Em G | B7/F# Em | B7/F# Em
C | C G | G | G C | C | C G | B7 | B7 Em | B7 Em |
i never meant to be a cheater but there was blood on the wall i had to steal from peter to pay what i owed to paul i couldn’t stay and face the music so many reasons why i won’t be sending postcards from paraguay
Stand up guy Tom: D Intro: D/A A D/A | A E | A
brew the coffee in a bucket
A/C# D
double straight man and banjo
A
if you don’t got the snake oil
D E
buster, you don’t got a show
A E
who puts the doh-re-me
A
in our pockets
A/C# D
keeps the party going on?
it’s the man
A
who sells the potions
E A
i’m just one who plays the songs
E now they generally buys
the bigger size
A
they usually rub it in
C# D A
i drank it once, it tasted
D E
like grease and paraffin
A E A
it’s mostly alcohol, okay
A/C# D
you can’t deny it’s strong
A
we was going through the motions
E A
‘til the doctor came along
C#m D
there stands the bottle
A D
ladies and gentlemen
A D
all these bottles
E
don’t have to tell you, friends
A E A
these days miracles
A/C# D
don’t come falling from the sky
A D
raise your glasses to the doctor
A E A
to a stand up guy
D/A A D/A | A E | A
when the monkeyshine is flying and he’s promising the cure he says the french for your lovesick blues la maladie d’amour he gets the chumps all laughing but he gets a few to buy here’s to beefsteak when you’re hungry and whiskey when you’re dry now the band’ll blow their moolah like sailors gone ashore now we’re going to west helena to gamble, drink and whore let’s you and me all make whoopee here’s mud in your eye here’s to all the gals you ever want and heaven when you die
there stands the bottle ladies and gentlemen all these bottles don’t have to tell you, friends these days miracles don’t come falling from the sky raise your glasses to the doctor to a stand up guy
there’s a big cheese with a cigar been sizing up the show he wants to get the doctor pitching on the radio i will make a switch to guitar but the rules all still apply they want to trust somebody yeah, they want a stand up guy
there stands the bottle here’s to absent friends all these bottles dead soldiers in the end these days miracles don’t come falling from the sky raise your glasses to the doctor to a stand up guy to the doctor a stand up guy
Donegan’s gone Tom: D
Licks:
Main Lick: D e|0------------/4--------|0------------/4--------| B|-----0--------------0--|-----0--------------0--| G|-----0-----------------|-----0-----------------| D|-----0-----------0-----|-----0-----------0-----| A|-----------------------|-----------------------| E|0---------0------------|0---------0------------|
Chord Bm: Chord Dsus4: e|---------0--------|-----------------0----------| B|---------2--------|-----------------0----------| G|---------0--------|-----------------1----------| D|---------0--------|-----------------2----------| A|---------2--------|-----------------0----------| E|------------------|----------------------------|
Chord D/A: Chord D/F#: Chord D/G: e|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| B|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| G|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| D|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| A|---------0--------|------0--|-----------0------| E|------------------|------4--|-----------5------|
D Dsus4
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
D
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Main Lick
Donegan's gone
D D/F# D/G
Play that big grand coulee dam
D/A
Nobody loves like an irishman
Bm Dsus4
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
D
Donegan's gone
Main Lick
D Dsus4
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
D
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Main Lick
Donegan's gone
D D/F# D/G
Lord, I'm just a rolling stone
D/A
Rock my soul I wanna go home
Bm Dsus4
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
D
Donegan's gone
Solo (I think it's not a problem to play that solo, and i didn't tab it)
D Dsus4
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
D D/F# D/G
Stackalee and a gamblin' man
D/A
Rock my soul in the bosom of abraham
Bm Dsus4
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
D
Donegan's gone
Main Lick
D Dsus4
Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan
D Main Lick
Donegan's gone
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
Donegan's gone
D D/F# D/G
Time just goes on rolling by
D/A
Lord, I feel like I could cry
Bm Dsus4
Gone, Lonnie Donegan
D
Donegan's gone
Main Lick
End: Slide from any fret ~~ e|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| B|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| G|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| D|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| A|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------| E|-----------------------/-12-----------------------------|
Don’t crash the ambulance Tom: Am Intro: Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B
Am
E
don’t often open up this floor
since i handed in my gun
Am
what all these keys are for
Am/G F
now my tour of duty’s done
F/E
you got to know the switches
Dm Dm/C Dm/B
now you got your turn
E
watch and learn, junior
Am
watch and learn
Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B
Am
now you will get your
E
trouble spots
here’s one from
down voodoo way
bragged he had me
Am
by the you-know-whats
Am/G F
very funny, you don’t say
F/E Dm
the big enchilada
Dm/C Dm/B
stealing elections
E
had to go down there
F
trash collection
got his cojones
E Am
on my desk in there
Am/G F
made into a souvenir
E
set of cufflinks, nice pair
Am
the rest of him’s
Am/G F
someplace up here
F/E
sometimes you got to
Dm
put a shoulder to the door
C E
not so fast, junior
listen to your pa
F F/E
here, son
Dm
i’m handing over to you
C G E
don’t crash the ambulance
Am
whatever you do
Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B
Am
what we have here’s
E
a dung hole place
thought it was fly shit
on the map
Am
fat bastard, ugly face
Am/G F
and the personal crap
F/E
you can’t move the barriers
Dm Dm/C Dm/B
you can’t mess with oil and gas
had to go down there
E
stick a couple
aircraft carriers
in his ass
F
fancy dress
E
medals chest
Am
it’s all in here
Am/G F
for all the gigs
gas mask
E Am
bullet-proof vest
Am/G F
all the usual rigs
F/E Dm
there’ll be things they missed
Dm/C Dm/B
they didn’t mention
you’ve even
E
got a whistle in there
Am
for attracting attention
Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B
Am
well, i think you’re gonna
E
be okay, son
you’ve had the tour, i guess
these two buttons
by the way
Am
this one i hope
Am/G F
you never press
F/E
some holy fool, just watch
Dm Dm/C Dm/B
who’s not like you or me
that one’s the whole
shooting match
E
right there
it’s the whole shitaree
Am
we don’t forget
E
who put us here, jack
that’s page one
we talk soft
Am
but carry a big stick
Am/G F
and pack the biggest gun
F/E Dm
we don’t like accidents
major or minor
C
you don’t want yourself
E
an incident
don’t ever invade china
F F/E
here, son
Dm
i’m handing over to you
C G E
don’t crash the ambulance
F F/E
here, son
Dm
i’m handing over to you
C G E
don’t crash the ambulance
Am
whatever you do
Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B Am F | E E/B | Am F | E E/B
Madame Genevas Tom: Am Intro: | Am F F G | x 4 | Am Am |
Vers. | Am G Am | Am G Am | C G F | F E Am | Am | x 2
I’m a maker of ballads right pretty I write them right here in the street You can buy them all over the city yours for a penny a sheet I’m a word pecker out of the printers out of the dens of Gin Lane I’ll write up a scene on a counter - confessions and sins in the main, boys confessions and sins in the main
Chorus. | C F G C | F C G | G C C F | G E Am |
Then you’ll find me in Madame Geneva’s keeping the demons at bay There’s nothing like gin for drowning them in but they’ll always be back on a hanging day
Intermezzo. | Am F F G | x 4 | Am Am |
Vers. | Am G Am | Am G Am | C G F | F E Am | x 2 | G F G Am |
They come rattling over the cobbles they sit on their coffins of black Some are struck dumb, some gabble top-heavy on brandy or sack The pews are all full of fine fellows and the hawker has set up her shop As they’re turning them off at the gallows she’ll be selling right under the drop, boys selling right under the drop
Chorus. | C F G C | F C G | G C C F | G E Am |
Then you’ll find me in Madame Geneva’s keeping the demons at bay There’s nothing like gin for drowning them in but they’ll always be back on a hanging day
Solo. | Am F F G | x 7 | Am Am |
Outro. | E E E | (picked)
Quality Shoe Tom: F Intro: | F Bb F Bb F Bb F |
Vers. | F Bb C F | Bb C F | x 4
You got your toecaps reinforced with steel Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those tired feet feel like new Take your pick, black or brown Great for the country or the man in town You're gonna need a quality shoe
You don't want no stand-by pair 'Cos these'll take the wear and tear Made to take good care of you For that trip by road or rail For extra grip on those rocky trails You're gonna need a quality shoe
Bridge. | C F C F | Am E Am C G C |
Now they maybe ain't too hot for dancing But I don't foresee too much of that You ain't exactly gonna be prancing Around in the moonlight With a cane and a top hat
Vers. | F Bb C F | Bb C F Bb C | F Bb C F | Bb C F |
If you could use a change of pace And be excused from the rat race Just take a look at what's on view Lace 'em up, walk around I guarantee you can't wear 'em down You're gonna need a quality shoe
Solo. | F Bb C F | Bb C F F C | F Bb C F | Bb C F C |
Bridge. | C F C F | Am E Am C G C |
Now I wish you sunny skies And happiness wherever you may go But you got to realise There'll be wind, there'll be rain And occasional snow
Vers. | F Bb C F | Bb C F Bb C | F Bb C F | Bb C Bb C Bb C F |
You're gonna want to smile in them If you're gonna walk a mile in them There'll be times when you'll be blue To laugh at rainy days and then Make your getaways in them You're gonna need You're gonna need You're gonna need a quality shoe
Vers. | F Bb C F | Bb C F Bb C | F Bb C F | Bb C F |
You got your toecaps reinforced with steel Hard-wearing sole and heel Make those tired feet feel like new Take your pick, black or brown Great for the country or the man in town You're gonna need a quality shoe
Outro. | F Bb F Bb F Bb F |
The Trawlermans Song Tom: Bm Intro: | Bm A Bm | Bm A Bm |
Vers: | Bm E A D | Bm E E A | Bm E A D | Bm C# | x 2
We're taking on water Diesel and stores Laying up awhile Before I'm back on board They're patching her up To go fishing again They're welding her rudder Scrubbing her keel Scars on her belly Need time to heal In the dock With the trawlermen
I know all the people There's nobody new Soon we'll be leaving With the same old crew On the green water The tumbling sea They ain't running Like the good old days Time's just slipping Down the old slipways In the dock So dear to me
Chorus. | Bm E A F#m | A F#m E | Bm E A F#m | A E A |
Dark is the night I need a guiding light To keep me From foundering On the rocks My only prayer Is just to see you there At the end Of my wandering Back in the dock
Intermezzo. | D Bm E F#m | Bm F#m | C# F#m |
Vers: | Bm E A D | Bm E E A | Bm E A D | Bm C# |
I could use a layoff Getting my strength back But there's a loan to pay off And a few skipjack So it's a turnaround Back in the southerly wind Pirates coming in To steal our gold You can count yourself lucky With a profit in the hold In the dock When we come in
Chorus. | Bm E A F#m | A F#m E | Bm E A F#m | A E A |
Dark is the night I need a guiding light To keep me From foundering On the rocks My only prayer Is just to see you there At the end Of my wandering Back in the dock
Solo/Outro. | D Bm E F#m | C# F#m | C# F#m | x 2 …
A Night In Summer Long Ago Tom: A
A C#m D
My lady may I have this dance
Bm E
Forgive a knight who knows no shame
A C#m D
My lady may I have this dance
Bm E A
And lady may I have your name
D
You danced upon a soldiers arm
Bm E
And I felt the blade of love so keen
A C#m D
And when you smiled you did me harm
Bm E A
And I was drawn to you, my queen
A C#m D
Now these boots may take me where they will
Bm E
Though they may never shine like his
A C#m D
There is no knight I would not kill
Bm E A
To have my ladys hand to kiss
C#m D
Yes and they did take me through the hall
Bm E
To leave me not one breath from you
A C#m D
And they fell silent one and all
Bm E A
And you could see my heart was true
A C#m D
Then I did lead you from the hall
Bm E
And we did ride upon the hill
A C#m D
Away beyond the city wall
Bm E A
And sure you are my lady still
C#m D
A night in summer long ago
Bm E
The stars were falling from the sky
A C#m D
And still, my heart, I have to know
Bm E A
Why do you love me, lady, why?
Ragpickers Dream Tom: E Intro: E/B | A | G#m | Asus2 E/G# | C#m | A | B
E/B A G#m
When Jack Frost came for Christmas
Asus2
With a brass monkey date
E/G# C#m
The rail-king and the scarecrow
A A/F#
Hopped a Florida freight
E/B A G#m
And they blew on their paper cups
Asus2
And stared through the steam
E/G# C#m
Then they drank half a bottle
A Fm
Of Ragpicker's Dream where
A6 Am6
The whiskey keeps following
B E/G#
Cold pitchers of beer
C#m E/B
Me and my associate
Asus2 B
Like the clientele here get
E/G# A G#m
The onions and the 'taters
Asus2
Rib-eyes on the grill
E/G# C#m
Toothpicks and luckies
A A/F#
And a coffee refill
E/B | A | G#m | Asus2 E/G# | C#m | A | B
E/G# A E/G#
As the rail-king lay rocking
Asus2
He was leaving the ground
E/G# C#m A
Then he was flying like Santa Claus
A/F
Over the town where
E/G# A E/G#
He came to the window
Asus2 E/G#
Of a house by a stream
C#m
It was a family Christmas
A A/F#
In the Ragpicker's Dream there
E/G# A E/G#
Were kids at the table
Asus2 E/G#
All aglow in the light
C#m
Music in the wintertime
A A/F#
Sure carries at night there
E/G# A
Was turkey and gravy
E/G# A#m7/5-
Pie and ice cream
E/B C#m
And gifts for each and everyone
A F#m
In the Ragpicker's Dream where
A6 Am6
The red-eye keeps tumbling
B E/G#
In our glasses of beer
C#m E/B
Me and my associate
Asus2 B
Like the service in here there's
E/G# A E/G#
A ten for your trouble
Asus2
You have beautiful hair
E/G# C#m
Make the last one two doubles
A A/F#
It's a cold one out there where
E/G# A E/G#
The scarecrow and the rail-king
Asus2
Have started to dance
E/G# C#m
But a nightstick and a billyclub
A A/F#
Won't give peace a chance here
E/G# A E/G#
I think they went thataways
A#m7/5-
Your song and dance team
E/B C#m A
Heading home for the holidays
A/F#
With the Ragpicker's Dream on
E/B A E/G#
His knees like a fighter
Asus2 E/G#
The rail-riding king
C#m
Like a sack of potatoes
A A/F#
Like a bull in the ring where
E/G# A E/G#
The scarecrow falls over
A#7/5- A6
With a tear in the seam
E/B C#m
Home for the rover
A A/F#
In the Ragpicker's Dream where
A6 Am6
The red-eye keeps tumbling
B E/G#
Like tears in our beer
C#m E/B
Me and my associate
A B
Like the ambience here where
E/G# A E/G#
They cornered two castaways
A#dim A6
In a white flashlight beam
E\B C#m
Merry Christmas and happy days
A A/F# C6
In the Ragpicker's Dream
E/B | A | G#m | Asus2 E/G# | Asus2 | E/G# E | Asus2
Rudiger Tom: Am Intro: F Fadd11+
Am E Am Am7M Am7 Am7M Dm6
Rüdiger stands in the rain and the snow
Am Am7M Am7 Dm6
Collector of autographs
Am
Names upon photographs
Dm Am G F Fadd11+
Faces of people who everyone knows
Rüdiger lives in a place on his own Briefcase and spectacles Strange and respectable He knows the meaning of being alone
G Am G/B C F F/E
Woh woh woh Rudiger
Dm Dm/C G G/F
Ru di ger
C/E Am Am/G
Rudi
F G E Eadd13-/B E Eadd13-/B
Oh Rudiger
Rüdiger works as a clerk in the town Music or politics Rüdiger gets his kicks He gets information then he comes around
Rüdiger waits at the hall in Berlin He waits there all night Security's tight They know who he is but they don't let him in
Rüdiger waits in the dark by the stair His fingers are shaking His feet they are aching But your name's in the paper so Rüdiger's there
Are We In Trouble Now Tom: D Intro: D | A | D | A
D G
It wasnt just the music
D
It wasnt just the wine
Some other kind of magic
Em A
Was sending up my spine
D D7
Then I was falling
G G A/F# Em D
And I fell for you, and how
A
Darling,
D A
are we in trouble now
D G
They say were grown up
D
But weve been searching all this time
I wouldnt own up
Em A
Never would admit to flying blind
D
But in the darkness
G G A/F# Em D
We found each other anyhow
A
Darling,
D A G A
are we in trouble now
Solo:
D | G | D | D | D | D Em | A | A | D | D7 | G | G A/F# Em D D | A | D | G
A D
When wed talk it over
Bm G A D G
Love was a cry from a distant shore
A D Bm
Then we found each other
G A
And all that wed been searching for
D G
And Im done denying
D
I guess by now you know
Im through with trying
E A
Cant bring myself to let you go
D D7
And of all these feelings
G G A/F# Em D
We said we never would allow
A
Darling,
G Em D
are we in trouble now
A
Darling,
D
are we in trouble now
D |
Outro Solo:
G | A D | Bm G | A D | G | A D | Bm G | A | G | A D | Bm G | A D | G | A D | Bm G | A |
G | A D | Bm G | A D | G | A D | Bm G | A | G | A D | Bm G | A D | G | A D | Bm G | A |
G | A D | Bm G | A D | G | A D | Bm G | A | G | A D | Bm G | A D | G | A D | Bm G | A |
Daddy's Gone To Knoxville Tom: G Intro: G | E | A | D | G
G C
Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone
G
When he's gone
A
Yeah, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone
D
When he's gone
G B
Daddy's gone down that gallatin road
C C#m/5-
The hen never laid and the corn never growed
G E A D G
Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone
G C
Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime
G
Than a dime
A
Yeah, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime
D
Than a dime
G B
Daddy's gone down that crossville track
C C#m/5-
If he can't make a dollar then he ain't comin' back
G E A D G
Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime
Oh, you better love your daddy while you can While you can Yeah, you better love your daddy while you can While you can Daddy's gone south on the natchez trace If the can't show the money then he don't show his face Oh, you'd better love your daddy while you can
Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now Knoxville now Yeah, your daddy's gone to knoxville now Knoxville now Daddy's gone down that knoxville road The dog never barked and the cock never crowed Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now
Behind With The Rent Tom: Am Intro. | Am G F | C G F | F G Am G | Dm C F G |
Vers. | Am Am | - Pause - ||: Am Am | Am C Am F Am :||
This didn’t used to be me, old boy This isn’t what I’d want pulling old night fighters in a restaurant There’s smoke and flames behind me where the self-respect all went and I’m behind, behind with the rent
I’ve been stitched up like a kipper, old son but I won’t be again Hell hath no fury Oh, I’m like a lot of men Now I’m stalking this old Doris with lascivious intent and I’m behind, behind with the rent
Chorus. | Am G F | C G F | F-G-C-F | Dm-Am-F-G | x 2
Just a little duck and dive and a bit of wheel and deal She’ll remind me I’m alive She’ll remind me I still feel Just a little shelling out for a bit of you-know-what I know this is all about something that I never got
Solo 1.| Am Am | Am C Am F Am | Am Am |
Vers. | Am Am | Am C Am F Am | C Am F Am |
Well this crumpet’s past it’s sell-by-date but they all would qualify They’re going to be lonely and be happy to comply She knows that I’m a chancer coming on like a gent but I’m behind, behind with the rent Yes, I’m behind, behind with the rent
Solo 2.| Am Am | Am C Am F Am | C Am F Am | Am Am |
Outro. | Am Am Am |
The Scaffolders Wife Tom: C Intro. Bm E Bm | Bm E Bm X 2
Vers. C D G D | A F# Bm X 2
the scaffolder's wife driving out of the yard with a face that's as hard as a scaffolder's bar - when she goes into town she might take the top down - on the car
the quick little steps in the stiletto boots and the hair with the roots she comes in as a rule to get the nails done and the tan for the sun when the kids are in school
Chorus. | G A D (A) Bm | G A G | D G D |
don't begrudge her the MERC it's been nothing but work in/and a hard life losing her looks over company books - the scaffolder's wife
Intermezzo. | C D G D | A F# Bm
Vers. C D G D | A F# Bm
in the wicked old days when they went it alone kept the company going on a wing and a prayer they don't pay what they owe when they have the cash flow - they don't care
Chorus. | G A D (A) Bm | G A G | D G D |
don't begrudge her the MERC it's been nothing but work in/and a hard life losing her looks over company books - the scaffolder's wife
Outro. ||: G D G D | G D G D :|| ||: Bm A Bm A :||
- the scaffolder's wife
True Love Will Never Fade Tom: C Intro: C / F / Dm / G C / F / Dm / G
C F
True love will never fade
Dm G
True love will never fade
C F
True love will never fade
Dm G
True love will never fade
C
True love will never fade
F
I wonder if there's no forever
C
No walking hand in hand
Dm G
Down a yellow brick road
C
To never never land
F
These days I get to where I'm going
C
Make it there eventually
Dm G
Follow the trail of breadcrumbs
F G
To where I'm meant to be
C
To where I'm meant to be
F
I don't know what brought you to me
C
That was up to you
Dm G
There's so many come to see me
C
Who want their own tattoo
F
I fixed a needle in a holder
C
Laid my hand upon your spine
Dm G
And there upon your shoulder
C
I drew the picture as your sign
Dm G
When I think about us
C Am
I see the picture that we made
F G
The picture to remind us
F G
True love will never fade
C F
True love will never fade
Dm G
True love will never fade
C
True love will never fade
C / F / F / C / C / Dm / G / C
F
I worked the rowdies and daytrippers
C
Now and then I think of you
Dm G
Any which way we're all shufflin'
C
Forward in the queue
F
They like to move my operation
C
They like to get me off the pier
Dm G
And I dream I'm on a steamer
C
Pullin' out of here
Dm G
When I think about us
C Am
I see a picture that we made
F G
The picture to remind us
F G
True love will never fade
C F
True love will never fade
Dm G
True love will never fade
C F
True love will never fade
Dm G
True love will never fade
C F
True love will never fade
Dm / G / C / F / Dm / G C / F / Dm / G C / F / Dm / G
Scaffolder's Wife Tom: Am Intro: Am / D / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am D / Am / D / Am
C7add11
The scaffolder’s wife
C
driving out of the yard
F
with a face that’s as hard
C
as a scaffolder’s bar -
G
when she goes into town
E
she might take the top down
Am D Am
on the car
C7add11
The quick little steps
C
in the stiletto boots
F
and the hair with the roots
C
She comes in as a rule
G
to get the nails done
E
and the tan for the sun
Am D Am
when the kids are in school
F
Don’t begrudge her the Merc
G
it’s been nothing but work
C C/B Am
and a hard life
Am/G F
Losing her looks
G
over company books
F
- the scaffolder’s wife
C / Dm / C / Gm C / F / C / G E / Am / D / Am
C7add11
In the wicked old days
C
when they went it alone
F
kept the company going
C
on a wing and a prayer
G
They don’t pay what they owe
E
when they have the cash flow
Am D Am
- they don’t care
F
Don’t begrudge her the Merc
G
it’s been nothing but work
C C/B Am
and a hard life
Am/G F
Losing her looks
G
over company books
F C Dm C
- the scaffolder’s wife
F C Dm C
the scaffolder’s wife
F / C / Dm / C F / C / Dm / C Am / D / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am D / Am / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am Am / D / Am D / Am / Am
The Fizzy and the Still Tom: E Intro: E / Esus4 / Em / A E / Esus4 / Em / A
E Esus4 Em
Sunday morning, here we are
A
The boy’s come home
E
not quite the movie star
E Esus4 Em
He’s been in Hollywood
A
The boy’s come home
E
The boy’s done good
B D A
He says she asked too high a price
E
neglecting to declare
B D A Am
what sits between them there on ice,
Am Am/F
chilled, with the fizzy and the still:
E
he tried but didn’t make it there
A A E
It’s not for me
A
It’s not for me
E / Esus4 / Em / A / A E / F#m / G / A / E
B D A
He says she asked too high a price
E
neglecting to declare
B D A Am
what sits between them there on ice,
Am Am/F
chilled, with the fizzy and the still:
E
he tried but didn’t make it there
A A E
It’s not for me
A
It’s not for me
E Esus4 Em
Sunday papers, here we are
A A E Emsus4 Em
The boy’s come home
A
The boy’s come home
E / Esus4 / Em / A / A E / F#m / G / A / A / E E / F#m / G / A / A / E Heart Full of Holes Tom: C Intro: C / G/C / F / G C / G/C / F / G
C F
You can tell me your troubles
G C
I’ll listen for free
C F F G
My regulars trust me, it seems
C F
You can come and see Uncle
G C
to get through the week
F G
leave your pledges with me to redeem
C F
Some folk sell their bodies
G C
for ten bob a go
C F F G
Politicians go pawning their souls
C F
Which doesn’t make me
G C
look too bad, don’t you know
F G
me, with my heart full of holes
Dm Aaug
All my yesterdays broken
F Aaug Dm
a watch with no face
F Dm/B
all battered and old
Dm Aaug
Bits of the movement
F Dm/B A#
all over the place
G
and a heart full of holes
C G/C
A heart full of holes
F G
a heart full of holes
C G/C
a heart full of holes
F G
a heart full of holes
C F
Brass knuckles and banjos
G C
are out on the town
C
at the knees-up
F F G
in Teddy Boys’ Row
C F
The gold block and tackle
G C
tells the time upside down
F G
Rock n’ roll - well, I don’t know
Dm Aaug
Dead people’s wedding gifts
F Aaug
walk out the door
Dm F Dm/B
A clarinet squeals to be free
Dm Aaug
Accordions hop
F Dm/B
from the shelves to the floor -
A# G
start playing their polkas to me
Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G
C F
There’s a ringing of bells
G C
a dunderhead’s curse
C F F G
Fingers are pointing at you
C F
And you take work in hell
G C
and be glad it’s not worse
F G
and you get to the back of the queue
Dm Aaug
Handcuffs and hunting knives
F Aaug
clang on the bars
Dm F Dm/B
Air pistols shoot out the lights
Dm Aaug
I’ve a whole Wailing Wall
F Dm/B
of electric guitars
A# G
could shatter the windows
down Brick Lane tonight
C F
If one of us dies, love
G C
I think I’ll retire
C F F G
see my boys and my beautiful girls
C F
A Garden of Eden
G C
no gates or barbed wire
F G
who knows, maybe gates made of pearls
C F
Well, if we go to heaven
G C
and some say we don’t
C F F G
but if there’s a reckoning day
C F
please God, I’ll see you
G C
and maybe I won’t
F G
I’ve a bag packed to go either way
C / G/C / F / G C / G/C / F / G
C F
Redeeming your pledge, dear
G C
I’ll keep it for you
C F F G
It’s not going to go anywhere
C F
But your soul, your soul
G C
that is not what I do
F G
There’s not a lot I can do there
Dm Aaug F
I remember the officer’s watch
Aaug
in my hand:
Dm F Dm/B
'Repair it or die' I was told
Dm Aaug
It’s a wonder to me -
F Dm/B
I still don’t understand
A# G
why I ever survived to be old
C G/C
with a heart full of holes
F G
A heart full of holes
C G/C
A heart full of holes
F G
A heart full of holes
C G/C
A heart full of holes
F G
A heart full of holes
C G/C
A heart full of holes
F G
A heart full of holes
Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G Dm / F / G / Dm / G / F / G
We Can Get Wild Tom: Am Intro: Am
Am C F
We're old enough for leaving home,
Am
The old joanna and the old trombone,
C F
It's all going on,
C
I'm growing my sideboards long,
Am F
Hey you and me can
C
be who we want to be.
Am F
Listen now right here,
C
It's going to be a beautiful year.
Am
C F
Calling it a teenage scene
Am
And I have a dream,
C F
Don't know if I'll be a star
C
I'm going to play guitar
Am F
I've seen this rocking cat
C
I want to be just like that.
Am F
Listen now right here
C
It's going to be a beautiful year
Am F
F C F
Hey look at you baby,
C F
Tell your daddy you're no child
C A#
Look at you baby
Am
We can get wild.
Am
Oh yeah
Am
C F
We'll be on our own
Billy Fury on the gramophone
Am C F
Take you to the pictures and a dance
C
In my drainpipe pants
Am F
Check the mirror and the old DA
C
And "You can play in a day"
Am F
Listen now right here
C
It's going to be a beautiful year
Am F
F C F
Hey look at you baby
C F
Tell your daddy you're no child
C A#
Hey look at you baby
Am
We can get wild
Am F
F C F
Hey look at you baby
C F
Tell your daddy you're no child
C A#
Hey look at you baby
Am
We can get wild
Am
We can get wild
Am
Get wild
Am
Get wild
Am
Secondary Waltz Tom: A Intro: A / A / D / A A / E / A
A D A
The school Christmas party is coming
D
Ain't doing rugby no more
E A F#m
McIntyre's teaching us waltzing
A D A D
Out on the gymnasium floor
A D A
Out on the gymnasium floor
D A
McIntyre's out of the army
D
You'll be slippered if you get it wrong
E A F#m
McIntyre's din booms loud in the gym
A D A D
But we've only got our little shorts on
A D A
But we've only got our little shorts on.
D A
And it's one two three, two two,we're all a disgrace
D
McIntyre's tore us apart
A D
And we danced with ourselves, when we'd all found a space
A D A D
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
A D A
Waltzing with fear in our hearts.
A / A / D / A A / E / A
A D A
Comes the day of the final manoeuvres,
D
all of our heads are a whirl
E A F#m
It's getting much closer to D day
A D A D
This time we're goina do it with girls
A D A
This time we're goina do it with girls.
A D A
In the arena the ladies are waiting
D
A twelve year old partner to guide
E A F#m
Some matches were fixed, the rest of us we mixed
A D A D
And a fat girl got left on the side
A D A
A fat girl got left on the side.
D A
And it's one two three, two two,we're all a disgrace
D
McIntyre tore us apart
A D
And we danced with ourselves, when we'd all found a space
A D A D
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
A D A
Waltzing with fear in our hearts.
A / A / D / A A / E / A
D A
When you come to my fights, and I am under the lights
D
And you see that my footwork is false
A D
Don't count me out, the start of the bout
A D A D
I'm just doing the secondary waltz
A D A
Doing the secondary waltz.
A / A / D / A A / E / A
Punish The Monkey Tom: Dm Intro:
Dm
They’re driving long nails into coffins
You’ve been having sleepless nights
You’ve gone as quiet as a church mouse
and checking on your rights
A#
The boss has hung you out to dry
A
And it looks as though
Dm A# Am Bm
they’ll punish the monkey
Dm
and let the organ grinder go
Dm
A# A Dm A#
You’ve been talking to a lawyer
Dm A#
Are you going to to pretend
A Dm A#
that you and your employer
A A#
are still the best of friends?
A Dm A#
Somebody’s going to take the fall
A
There’s your quid pro quo
Dm A# Gm C
They’ll punish the monkey
Dm A# Gm C
punish the monkey
Dm A# Am Gm
punish the monkey
Dm
and let the organ grinder go
F A# F
Here comes a policeman
A# F
He won’t be sidetracked
A# C
He’s asking about a smoking gun
Dm A# A A
He’s after the facts
A# / A / Dm / A# / Dm / A# A / Dm / A# / A / A# / A Dm / A# / A / Dm / A# / Am / Gm
Dm
A# A Dm A#
It’s a quiet life from here on in
Dm A#
You’ve dropped your poison cup
A Dm A#
The telephone is ringing
A A#
But you’re not picking up
A Dm A#
Time’s up, Sir Lord Flunkey
A
And everybody knows
Dm A# Gm C
punish the monkey
Dm A# Gm C
punish the monkey
Dm A# Am Gm
punish the monkey
Dm
and let the organ grinder go
Dm A# Gm C
punish the monkey
Dm A# Gm C
punish the monkey
Dm A# Am Gm
punish the monkey
Dm
and let the organ grinder go
Dm
punish the monkey
Dm
punish the monkey
Dm
punish the monkey
Dm
punish the monkey
Dm