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Vigilante Man Tom: A
A E A
Rainy night down in the engine house
E
Sleepin' just as still as a mouse
A D
Yeah, a man came along and chase us out in the rain
A E A
Well was that a vigilante man
E A
Stormy days, we pass the time away
E
Yeah sleepin' in some good warm place
A D
And a cop come along we give him a little race
A E A
Say was that a vigilante man
E A
Well tell me why does a vigilante man
E
Tell me why does a vigilante man
A D
Carry that sawed off shotgun in his hands
A E A
To shoot his brothers and sisters down that no good vigilante man
(Guitar solo) | A | E | A | A | A | A | E | E | A | A | D | D | A | E | A | A
E A
Well I ramble around yeah, from town to town
E
Yeah I ramble around mmmh, from town to town
A D
Yeah and they run us around like a wild herd of cattle lord
E A
Yeah is that your vigilante man
E A
Well tell me why does a vigilante man
E
Why does a vigilante man
A D
Carry that club in his hands
A E A
Would he beat an innocent man down that no good vigilante man
Oooh (Fade out)
Viva Las Vegas Tom: A Intro: A -----------------|----------------- -----------------|----------------- -2-------------2-|---------------2- -2-------2-2-4---|---------2-2-4--- -0-0-3-4---------|-0-0-3-4--------- -----------------|-----------------
Hey blackjack dealer, hit me man
Bright lights city gonna set my soul gonna set my soul on fire
I got a whole lotta money that's ready to burn so get those stakes up high
F#m
There's a thousand pretty women just-a waiting out there
They're all living just the devil may care
And I'm just a devil with love to spare D A D A So Viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas
I wish that there were more than twenty-four hours in a day
Even if there were forty more I wouldn't sleep a minute away
F#m
There's blackjack, poker, and roulette wheel
A fortune won and lost on every deal
All you need is money and nerves of steel D A D A Viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas
D
Well viva Las Vegas with the neon flashing
A
And the walls crashing all your hopes down the drain
D
Yeah viva Las Vegas turning day into nighttime
E
Turning night into daytime if you seen it once you'll never be the same again
(Guitar solo) | D | D | D | D | D | D | D | D | D | D | D | D | D | D | D | A
I'm gonna be on the run I'm gonna have me some fun if it costs me my very last dime
If I wind up broke, well, I'll always remember that I had me a swinging time
F#m
I'm gonna give it everything I got
Lady Luck I want you let the dice stay hot
Let me shoot a seven with every shot D A D A D A D A Viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas, viva Las Vegas , viva Las Vegas D E A Viva, viva Las Vegas busted
(fade out) Hey man, you going anywhere near Vegas?
Part Man, Part Monkey
Tom: Cm
Intro: | Cm | Cm | Cm | Cm | Fm | G7 | Cm | Cm |
| Cm | Cm | Cm | Cm | Fm | G7 | Cm | Cm |
They prosecuted some poor sucker in these United States
For teachin' that man descended from the apes
Fm
They coulda settle that case without a fuss or fight
Cm
If they'd seen me chasin' you sugar
Thru the jungle last night
G7
They'd called in that jury and a one two three said
Cm
'Part man part monkey, definitely'
Well the church bell rings from the corner steeple
Man in a monkey suit swears he'll do no evil
Fm
Offers his lover's prayer but his soul lies
Cm
Dark and driftin and unsatisfied
G7
Well hey bartender tell me what'd ya see
Cm
Part man part monkey looks like to me
Fm
Well the night is dark the moon is full
Cm
The flowers of romance exert their pull
Fm
We talk a while my fingers slip
G7
I'm hard and cracking like a whip
| Cm | Cm | Cm | Cm | (Guitar solo) | Cm | Cm | Cm | Cm | Fm | Fm | Cm | Cm | Cm | Cm | Cm | Cm | Cm | Cm
Well did God make man in a breath of holy fire
Or did he crawl on up out of the muck and mire
Fm
Well the man on the street believes what the bible tells him so
Cm
But you can ask me mister because I know
G7
Tell them soul-suckin' preachers to come on down and see
Cm
Part man part monkey, baby that's me
Chicken Lips & Lizard Hips Tom: G
G This is for all you kids out there that hate your mom and pop For forcin' you to eat everything that's on your dinner plate every night
C G
When I was a little kid I never liked to eat
D
Mom would put things on my plate and I'd dump 'em on her feet
G C G
But then one day she made this soup I ate it all in bed
D G
I asked her what she put in it and this is what she said:
C G
Oh, chicken lips and lizard hips and alligator eyes
D
Monkey legs and buzzard eggs and salamander thighs
G C G
Yeah, rabbit ears and camel rears and tasty toenail pies
D G
Stir 'em all together and it's mama's soup surprise
(Harp solo) | G | G | C | G | G | D | G | G
C G
I went into the bathroom and I stood beside the sink
D
I said, "I'm feeling slightly ill and I think I'd like a drink"
G C G
Mama said, "I've just the thing I'll get it in a wink
D G
It's full of lots of protein and vitamins, I think"
C G
It was, chicken lips and lizard hips and alligator eyes
D
Yeah, monkey legs and buzzard eggs and salamander thighs
G C G
Rabbit ears and camel rears and tasty toenail pies
D G
Stir 'em all together and it's mama's soup surprise
Pink Cadillac
Tom: E
Intro:
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Well now,...
You may think I'm fooling for the foolish things I do
You may wonder how come I love you when you get on my nerves like you do
A
Well baby, you know you bug me there ain't no secret about that
E
Well come on over here and hug me and, baby, I'll spill the facts
B
Well, honey it ain't your money 'cause baby I got plenty of that
I love you for your
E Pink Cadillac crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back, oozing down the street
A
Waving to the girls, feeling out of sight
E
Spending all my money on a Saturday night
B
Honey, I just wonder what you do there in the back of your
E
Pink Cadillac, Pink Cadillac
Well now way back in the Bible, temptations always come along
There's always somebody tempting you somebody into doing something they know is wrong
A
Well they tempt you man with silver and they tempt you sir with gold
E
And they tempt you with the pleasures that the flesh does surely hold
B
They say Eve tempted Adam with an apple man I ain't going for that
I know it was her
E Pink Cadillac crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back, oozing down the street
A
Waving to the girls, feeling out of sight
E
Spending all my money on a Saturday night
B
Honey, I just wonder what it feels like in the back of your
E
Pink Cadillac, Pink Cadillac
Now some folks say it's too big and uses too much gas
Some folks say it's too old and that it goes too fast
A
But my love is bigger than a Honda yeah, it's bigger than a Subaru
E
Hey man there's only one thing and one car that will do
B
Anyway we don't have to drive it honey, we can park it out in back
And have a party in your pink Cadillac
E Pink Cadillac crushed velvet seats
Riding in the back, oozing down the street
A
Waving to the girls, feeling out of sight
E
Spending all my money on a Saturday night
B
Honey, I just wonder what you do there in the back of your
E
Pink Cadillac, Pink Cadillac
Roulette
Tom: Dm
Intro:
(Drums only)
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We left...
C Bb
We left the toys out in the yard
A Dm
I took my wife and kids and left my home unguarded
C Bb
We packed what we could into the car
A Dm
No one here knows how it started
Suddenly everything was just so out of control
Am
Now I want some answers, mister, I need to know
Bb
I hear all the talk but I don't know what you're sayin'
But I think I got a good idea of the game that you're playin'
C Dm Roulette, that's the name C Bb Roulette, that's the game now C Dm Roulette, I don't know what they're sayin' C Bb | F C | Dm Roulette, and everybody's playin'
C Bb
I grew up here on this street where nothin' moves, just a strange breeze
A Dm
In a town full of worthless memories
C
There's a shadow in my backyard
Bb
I've got a house full of things that I can't touch
A
Well all those things won't do me much good now
Dm
I was a fireman out at Riker's, I did my job
Am
Mister, I've been cheated, I feel like I've been robbed
Bb
I'm the big expendable, my life's just cancelled, null and void
But what are you gonna do about your new boy
C Dm Roulette, you're playin' with my life C Bb Roulette, with my children and my wife C Dm Roulette, every day the stakes get bigger C Bb | F C | Roulette, a different finger on the trigger
Am Em G D F -17--|-----17-|-15--|-----15-|-14--15-|-14--15-|-14--|-----14-|-15-----|--------| -----|--17----|-----|--17----|--------|--------|-----|-15-----|-----15-|-13--12-| -----|--------|-----|--------|--------|--------|-----|--------|--------|--------| -----|--------|-----|--------|--------|--------|-----|--------|--------|--------| -----|--------|-----|--------|--------|--------|-----|--------|--------|--------| -----|--------|-----|--------|--------|--------|-----|--------|--------|--------|
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Dm C Bb
Down by the river that talks the night speaks in searchlights
A Dm
And shortwave radios squawk,
C
The police patrol the streets
Bb
But I've left behind the man I used to be,
A
Everything he believed in and all that belonged to me
Dm
I tried to find my way out to somewhere where I thought it'd be safe
Am
They stopped me at the roadblock they put up on the interstate
Bb
They put me in detention but I broke loose and then I ran
Gm Bb
They said they want to ask me a few questions but I think they had other plans
A4
Now I don't know who to trust and I don't know what I can believe
They say they want to help me but with the stuff they keep on sayin'
I think those guys just wanna keep on playin'
C Dm Roulette, with my life C Bb Roulette, with my kids and my wife C Dm Roulette, the bullet's in the chamber C Bb Roulette, who's the unlucky stranger C Dm Roulette, surprise, you're dead C Bb Roulette, the gun's to your head C Dm Roulette, the bullet's spinning in the chamber C Bb Roulette, pull the trigger, feel the click F C No further danger
The Ghost Of Tom Joad Tom: Bm
Bm Men walkin' 'long the railroad tracks D Bm A Goin' some place, there's no goin' back
Highway Patrol choppers comin' up over the ridge
Bm A Bm
Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line stretchin' round the corner D Bm A Welcome to the new world order
Families sleepin' in their cars in the southwest Bm A Bm No home, no job, no peace, no rest
G
The highway is alive tonight
D A Bm
But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
A
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
Bm A Bm
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad
He pulls prayer book out of his sleepin' bag D Bm A Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
Bm A Bm
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
Got a one way ticket to the promised land
D Bm A
You got a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
sleeping on a pillow of solid rock Bm A Bm Bathing in the city aqueduct
G
The highway is alive tonight
D A Bm
But where it's headed everybody knows
A
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
Bm A Bm
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad
(Harmonica Solo) | G | G | 3/4 D D A | 4/4 Bm | 3/4 A | 4/4 Bm |
Now Tom Said; "Mom, wherever there's a cop beatin' a guy
D Bm A
Wherever a hungry new born baby cries
Where there's a fight 'gainst the blood and hatred in the air Bm A Bm Look for me mom I'll be there
Wherever there's somebody fightin' for a pIace to stand D Bm A Or decent job or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody's strugglin' to be free Bm A Bm Look in their eyes mom you'll see me."
G
The highway is alive tonight
D A Bm
But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes
A
I'm sitting down here in the campfire light
Bm A Bm
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad
| G | G | 3/4 D D A | 4/4 Bm | | G | G | 3/4 Bm Bm A | 4/4 Bm | | G | G | 3/4 D D A | 4/4 Bm | | G | G | 3/4 Bm Bm A | 4/4 Bm |
My Best Was Never Good Enough Tom: C
C F G
Every cloud has a silver lining, every dog has his day
F C
She said, "Now don't say nothin'
G Gsus F
if you don't have something nice to say."
C F G
The tough, now they get going, when the going gets tough
C F C
But for you my best was never good enough
F C
"Now don't try for a home run, baby
G F
If you can get the job done with a hit"
C G F
Remember, "A quitter never wins and a winner never quits"
C
"The sun don't shine on a sleepin' dog's ass"
F G
And all the rest of that stuff
C G F C
But for you my best was never good enough
F C F C
"If God gives you nothin' but lemons, then you make some lemonade"
F C
"The early bird catches the fuckin' worm,
G Gsus
Rome wasn't built in a day"
C
"Now life's like a box of chocolates,
F C
You never know what you're going to get"
G
"Stupid is as stupid does and all the rest of that shit"
F C
Come'on pretty baby, call my bluff
C G F C
'Cause for you my best was never good enough
Galveston Bay Tom :D
D
Fifteen years Le Bing Son
G D
Fought side by side with the Americans
A D
In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam
In '75 Saigon fell
G D
and he left his command
A D
And brought his family to the promised land
Seabrook Texas and the small towns
G D
In the Gulf of Mexico
A D
It was delta country and reminded him of home
He worked as a machinist, put his money away
G D
And bought a shrimp boat with his cousin
A D
And together they harvested Galveston Bay
A D
In the mornin' 'fore the sun come up
G D
He'd kiss his sleepin' daughter
A D
Steer out through the channel
G D | G | D |
And casts his nets into the water
Billy Sutter fought with Charlie Company
G D
In the highlands of Quang Tri
G D
He was wounded in the battle of Chu Lai
A D
And shipped home in '68
A D
There he married and worked the gulf fishing grounds
G D
In a boat that'd been his father's
A D
In the morning he'd kiss his sleeping son
G D | G | D |
And cast his nets into the water
G D
Billy sat in front of his TV as the south fell
G D
And the Communists rolled into Saigon
He and his friends watched as the refugees came
A D
Settle on the same streets and worked the coast they grew up on
A D
Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk
G D
Of America for Americans
A D
Someone said, "You want 'em out, you got to burn 'em out"
G D
And brought in the Texas klan
G D
One humid Texas night there were three shadows on the harbor
A D
Come to burn the Vietnamese boats into the sea
In the fire's light shots rang out
G D
Two Texans lay dead on the ground
A D
Le stood with a pistol in his hand
A D
A jury acquitted him in self defense
G D
As before the judge he did stand
A D
But as he walked down the courthouse steps
G D | A D | G D | D A | 2/4 D | 4/4 G | D |
Billy said "My friend, you're a dead man"
G D One late summer night Le stood watch along the waterside
Billy stood in the shadows
G D
His K-bar knife in his hand
A D
And the moon slipped behind the clouds
G D Le lit a cigarette, the bay was as still as glass
As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket
G D
Took a breath and let him pass
A D
In the early darkness Billy rose up
G D
Went into the kitchen for a drink of water
A D
Kissed his sleeping wife
G
Headed into the channel
D
And casts his nets into the water
A D
Of Galveston Bay
Balboa Park Tom: C Intro: (Capo 3rd fred) C G C G D C G d--------0-------0-|-------0-----0---|---------0---|--------------| b------------------|---------------0-|-------0-----|------1-------| g------0-------0---|-----0-----------|-----2-----2-|----0-------0-| D----2-------0-----|---2-------0-----|---0---------|--2-------0---| A------------------|-----------------|-------------|--------------| E--3-------3-------|-3-------3-------|-2-----------|-0------0-----|
C G C G
He lay his blanket underneath the freeway
C G C
as the evening sky grew dark
G C G
took a sniff of toncho from his coke can
D C
and headed through Balboa Park
G C G
where the men in Mercedes
C G C
come nightly to employ
G C G
in the cool San Diego evening
D C | C G | C G | D | C G
the services of the border boys
C G C
He grew up near the zona norte
G C G C
with the hustlers and smugglers he hung out with
G C G
he swallowed their balloons of cocaine
D C
brought 'em cross the 12th street strip
G C G
sleeping in a shelter
C G C
if the night got too cold
G C G
runnin' from the migra
D C | C G | C G | D | C G
of the border patrol
C G C G
Past the Salvage yard 'cross the train tracks
C G C
and in through the storm drain
G C G
they stretched their blankets out neath the freeway
D C
and each one took a name
C G
there was x-man and cochese
C G C
little spider his sneakers covered in river mud
C G
they come north to California
D C | C G | C G | D | C
end up with the poison in their blood
Em7 G
He did what he had to do for money
D C
sometimes he sent home what he could spare
Em7 C
the rest went to hi-top sneakers and toncho
G D G
and jeans like the gavatchos wear
C G C G
one night the border patrol swept 12th street
C G C
a big car come fast down the boulevard
G C G
spider stood caught in it's headlights
D C
got hit and went down hard
C G C G
as the car sped away spider held his stomach
C G C
limped to his blanket 'neath the underpass
G C G
lie there tasting his own blood on his tongue
D
closed his eyes and listened to the cars
C G | C | G
rushin by so fast
Sinaloa Cowboys Tom: G Intro: | G | G |
C
Miguel came from a small town in northern Mexico
G D
He came north with his brother Louis to California three years ago
G C
They crossed at the river levee, when Louis was just sixteen
G D G
And found work together in the fields of the San Joaquin
They left their homes and families
C
Their father said, "My sons one thing you will learn,
G D
for everything the north gives, it exacts a price in return."
G C
They worked side by side in the orchards from morning till the day was through
D G
Doing the work the hueros wouldn't do.
C
Word was out some men in from Sinaloa were Iooking for some hands
G D
Well, deep in Fresno county there was a deserted chicken ranch
G C
And there in a small tin shack on the edge of a ravine
D G
Miguel and Louis stood cooking methamphetamine
C
You could spend a year in the orchards
G
Or make half as much in one ten hour shift
C
Working for the men from Sinaloa
G D
Ah, but if you slipped,
C
The hydriodic acid
G C
Could burn right through your skin
G D
They'd leave you spittin' up blood in the desert
G
If you breathed those fumes in
G C
It was early one winter evening as Miguel stood watch outside
G D
When the shack exploded, lighting up the valley night
G C
Miguel carried Louis' body over his shoulder down a swale to the creekside
G D G
And there in the tall grass, Louis Rosales died
C
Miguel lifted Louis' body into his truck and then he drove
G D
To where the morning sunlight fell on a eucalyptus grove
C
There in the dirt he dug up ten-thousand dollars. all that they'd saved
D G
Kissed his brothers lips and placed him in his grave
Youngstown Tom: Dm
Dm Here in north east Ohio
Back in eighteen-o-three
C
James and Danny Heaton
Dm
Found the ore that was linin' yellow creek
They built a blast furnace
Here along the shore
C
And they made the cannon balls
Dm
That helped the union win the war
C
Here in Youngstown
Dm
Here in Youngstown
F C
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down
Dm
Here darlin' in Youngstown
Well my daddy worked the furnaces
Kept 'em hotter then hell
C
I come home from 'Nam worked my way to scarfer
Dm
A job that'd suit the devil as well
Yeah, taconite, coke and limestone
Fed my children and made my pay
C
Then smokestacks reachin' like the arms of god
Dm
Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay
C
Here in Youngstown
Dm
Here in Youngstown
F C
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down
Dm
Here darlin' in Youngstown
F C
Well my daddy come on the 0hio works
Dm
When he come home from world war two
C
Now the yards just scrap and rubble
Dm
He said, "Them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do"
F C
These mills they built the tanks and bombs
Dm
That won this countries wars
C
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam
Dm
Now were wondering what they were dyin' for
C
Here in Youngstown
Dm
Here in Youngstown
F C
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down
Dm
Here darlin' in Youngstown
From the Monongaleh valley
To the Mesabi iron range
C
To the coal mines of Appalacchia
Dm
The story's always the same
Seven-hundred tons of metal a day
Now sir you tell me the world's changed
C
Once I made you rich enough
Dm
Rich enough to forget my name
C
Here in Youngstown
Dm
Here in Youngstown
F C
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down
Dm
Here darlin' in Youngstown
F C
When I die I don't want no part of heaven
Dm
I would not do heavens work well
C
I pray the devil comes and takes me
Dm
To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell
(Chorus Instr.) C - Dm - F - C - Dm
Zero And Blind Terry Tom: E
E
The Skulls met the Pythons
A E
Down at the First Street station
C#m G#m
Alliances have been made in alleyways
F#m B
All across the nation
E
These boys live off the milk of a silver jet
A E
And the love of sweet young women
C#m G#m
Now the Pythons are down from old Englishtown
F#m B
And they're lookin' to do some livin'
E
Well the leader of the Pythons
A E
Is a kid they just call Zero
C#m G#m
Now Terry's pop says these kids are some kind of monsters
F#m B
But Terry says "No, pop, they're just plain heroes"
| E | E | A | E | E C#m | G#m | F#m | B | (Sax solo) | E | E | A | E | E C#m | G#m | F#m | B
A E B E
Zero and Terry they found a love that burns like wild fire
A E
Now Terry's daddy understood that this Zero was no good
B A
A child, a thief and a liar
C#m
Well from out of the darkness that breaks the dawn
G#m
Zero rode like twilight
C#m A
He said "Tonight's the night, Blind Terry, come on"
E B A
Terry come on, tonight is the night
B E
Pack your bags, baby
A B E
And together they ran like reindeers through the street
A B E
Like tomorrow the earth was gonna catch up on fire
A B E A
Now Terry's dad hired some troopers to kill Zero and bring Terry back home
B E
They crawled up in the night
A B E
Like firelight
E | A | B | E | E | A | B | E | E | A | B | A | B
Oooh...
E
Now snow-white troopers from the council of crime
A E
Rode silver foxes through Terry's field
C#m G#m
Oh they met the Pythons down on Route 9
F#m B
But they refused to yield
E
The Pythons fought with buzz guns
A E
And the troopers with swords like light
C#m G#m
And Zero and Terry they ran away
F#m B
As the gang fought all through the night
(Sax solo) | E | E | A | E | E C#m | G#m | F#m | B | E
Well now some folks say Zero and Terry got away
A E
Others said they were caught and brought back
C#m G#m
But still them young pilgrims to this day
F#m B
Go to that spot way down by the railroad track
E A
Where the Troopers met the Pythons
E A
Old timers cry on a hot August night
E A
If you look hard enough, if you try
E A
You'll catch Zero and Terry and all the Pythons
E A
Oh just hiking the streets of the sky
E A
Just walkin', hiking the streets of the sky
E A
Just hiking the streets of the sky
Hey Zero
TV Movie Tom: D
D I woke up last night shaking from a dream
For in that dream I died
My wife rolled over and told me
A
That my life would be immortalized
D
Not in some major motion picture
G D
Or great American novel, you see
G A D
No, they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
G D
Well now, it's one two three you take the money
G D
Yeah it's as easy as A B C
G A D
Yeah they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
Well they can change my name or they can leave it
They can change my story too
Or they can make me black or Chinese
A
And do things that I never did do
D
They're gonna give my life a whole new ending
G D
And put me in prime time first-run
G A D
And when it's over, what I did there will be what I done
G D
Well now I don't want my name in a history book
G D
Nobody's ever gonna see
G A D
No, they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
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G D
Well now, it's one two three you take the money
G D
Yeah it's as easy as A B C
G A D
Yeah they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
Well I'm a shoe-in for a sponsor
Goodyear blimp and radial wheels
Somebody had a meeting somewhere
A
Somehow somebody made a deal
D
Well I was one of them kinds of stories
G D
That everybody liked to see
G A D
Yeah they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
G D
Now I don't want no inscription on my gravestone
G D
No long soliloquy
G A D
No they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
G D
Well now, it's one two three you take the money
G D
Yeah it's as easy as A B C
G A D
Yeah they're gonna make a TV movie out of me
Seaside Bar Song
Tom: E
Intro: | N.C. | N.C. | N.C. | N.C. | E | E | E | E | E | E | E | E |
| E | E | E | A | E | B | E | A | E | B | E A E | E
Well Billy bought a Chevy '40 coupe deluxe
A
Chrome wheels, stick shift, hey give her gas, pop the clutch
E B
Little girls on the corner like a diamond they shine
E A
Someday Billy I'm gonna make 'em all mine
E
Hey girl, you wanna ride in Daddy's Cadillac
A
'Cause I love the way your long hair falls down your back
E B
Bo Diddley, Bo Diddley's at the Seaside Bar
E A
We'll run barefoot in the sand and listen to his guitar
C#m
You say your mama's gonna meet you when the morning comes
A
Yeah, papa's gonna beat you 'cause he knows you're out on the run
E
I'm gonna live a life of love and tonight you're the one
G#m F#m
The highway is alive tonight so baby do not be frightened
G#m
There's something about a pretty girl on a sweet summer night
C#m B C#m B C#m B
That gets this boy excited
G#m C#m
The radio man finally understands and plays you something you can move to
F#m G#m
You lay back, cut loose your drive power
A B A G#m F#m G#m A B A G#m F#m G#m F#m
Your girl leans over says, "Daddy can you turn that radio up any louder?"
E
Ah, the juke joint's hummin', everybody came down
A
Little Willie and the Soul Brooms layin' all his stuff now
E B
Well don't let that daylight steal your soul
E A B C#m B A B E
Get in your wheels and roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll
Oh that's right now
(Sax solo) | E | E | C#m | C#m | E | E | C#m | C#m | A | B |
| E A E | A E A | E A E | A E B
C#m
Oh mama's gonna meet you when the morning comes
A
And your daddy's gonna beat you 'cause he knows you're out on the run
E
But I don't care, I wanna live a life of love while the night's still young
All right now
| E | E | C#m | C#m | E | E | C#m | C#m | A | B | E | A | E | B | E A E