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Let It All Go Tom: D Intro: D / C / G / D D / C / G / D
D C
When it’s pop goes the weasel
G D
let go of the easel
D
You don’t want
C G D
this rickety rackety life
D C
It’s seat of the trousers
G D
It’s all sink or swim, son
C
I’d kill to get crimson
G D
on this palette knife
Em
And I’d steal in a minute
C
I’m up to here in it
Em
You here behaving
Bm C Bm
as though I’m a saint
D C
Get a job with a pension
G D
Don’t ever mention
C
you once had a craving
G D
for the brushes and paint
D C Em
So go, forget it, let it all go
D G
let it all go
D C C D
Go, forget it, let it all go
C Em
Go, forget it, let it all go
D G
let it all go
D C
Go, forget it, let it all go
Bm
Let it all go
D / C / G / D D / C / G / D
D C
A hack writer judges
G D
my swipes and my smudges
D C
he doesn’t like pictures
G D
with blotches and blots
D C
The drawing room tea set
G D
wants horses, sunsets
C
sweet nothings -
G D
the seaside with yachts
Em
Here’s the end of the thirties
C
no time for arties
Em
over in Poland
Bm C Bm
a right old to-do
D C
So go join the navy
G D
the air force or the army
C
They’ll all be enrolling
G D
young fellows like you
D C Em
So go, forget it, let it all go
D G
let it all go
D C C D
Go, forget it, let it all go
C Em
Go, forget it, let it all go
D G
let it all go
D C
Go, forget it, let it all go
Bm
Let it all go
D / C / G / D D / C / G / D
D C G
These are not my decisions
D
flaming visions
C
ringing expressions
G D
the clamouring voice
D C
It’s volcanic desire
G D
the unquenchable fire
C
It isn’t a question
G D
of having the choice
Em
Anyway, now I’m old
C
but if you won’t be told
Em
if you’ve been created
Bm C Bm
to answer the call
D C
all passion and lust
G D
is going to end in the dust
D
but you’ll hang on some
C G D
government gallery wall
D C Em
You must go, forget it, let it all go
D G
let it all go
D C C D
Go, forget it, let it all go
C Em
Go, forget it, let it all go
D G
let it all go
D C
Go, forget it, let it all go
Bm
Let it all go
D / C / G / D D / C / G / D
D
Behind With The Rent Tom: Am Intro: Am / G / F C / G / F F / G / C / F Dm / Am / F / G
Am
Am This didn’t used to be me, old boy
This isn’t what I’d want
pulling old night fighters
in a restaurant
Am
There’s smoke and flames behind me
where the self-respect all went
C Am F
and I’m behind, behind
Am
with the rent
Am 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
Am
Now I’m stalking this old Doris
with lascivious intent
C Am F
and I’m behind, behind
Am
with the rent
Am G F C
Just a little duck and dive
G F
and a bit of wheel and deal
F G C F
She’ll remind me I’m alive
Dm Am F G
She’ll remind me I still feel
Am G F C
Just a little shelling out
G F
for a bit of you-know-what
F G C F
I know this is all about
Dm Am F G
something that I never got
Am
C / Am / F / Am
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
C Am F
but I’m behind, behind
Am
with the rent
C Am F
Yes, I’m behind, behind
Am
with the rent
Am
C / Am / F / Am C / Am / F / Am
Am The Fish and the Bird Tom: A Intro: Em / A / G / D / A / A Em / G / D / A
A Em
When I gave my heart
A
to a tinker boy
G D A
he said a fish could love a swallow
A Em
And I will go with my travelling man
G D A
Wherever he goes I will follow
Em
He will mend
A
your pots and pans
G D A
Your kitchen knives he’ll take and sharpen
A Em
Then I’ll be gone with my travelling man
G D A
and never more your doorway darken
G / D / Dm / C / Cm / G / A
G / D / Dm / C / Cm / G / Bm
A
Em
The fish and the bird
A
who fall in love
G D A
will find no place to build a home in
A Em
The fish and the bird who fall in love
G D A
are bound forever to go roaming
G D A
bound forever to go roaming
G / D / Dm / C / Cm / G / A
G / D / Dm / C / Cm / G / Bm
A
Madame's Geneva Tom: Am Intro: Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am
Am G Am
I’m a maker of ballads right pretty
Am G Am
I write them right here in the street
C G F
You can buy them all over the city
F E Am
yours for a penny a sheet
Am G Am
I’m a word pecker out of the printers
Am G Am
Out of the Damsel Gin lane
C G F
I’ll write up a scene on a counter
F E Am G
- confessions and sins in the main, boys
F G Am
confessions and sins in the main
C F G C
Then you’ll find me in Madame Geneva’s
F C G
keeping the demons at bay
G7 C Am Dm
There’s nothing like gin for drowning them in
G E Am
but they’ll always be back on a hanging day
Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am
Am G Am
They come rattling over the cobbles
Am G Am
they sit on their coffins of black
C G F
Some are struck dumb, some gabble
F E Am
top-heavy on brandy or sec
Am G Am
The pews are all full of fine fellows
Am G Am
and the hawker has set up her shop
C G F
As they’re turning them off at the gallows
F E Am G
she’ll be selling right under the drop, boys
F G Am
selling right under the drop
C F G C
Then you’ll find me in Madame Geneva’s
F C G
keeping the demons at bay
G7 C Am Dm
There’s nothing like gin for drowning them in
G E Am
but they’ll always be back on a hanging day
Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am / F / Dm / G Am E
In The Sky Tom: D Intro: D / G / D / G / A D / G / D / G / A
D G D G A D Are you home from the sea, my soul balladeer D G D G D Dsus2 D You’ve been away roaming far away from here D G D G A D weathered a storm, your heart unafraid D G D G A D crossed every ocean in the boat that you made
D G D G A D
Been blowing your horn, scaring the spooks
D G D G D A D
No crotchets or quavers in your books
D G D G A D
Gone sailing all night, straight in the vein
D G D G A D G7M
like a bird on his own flight in his domain in the sky
D G7M
in the sky
D / A / G / A / A / D
D G D G A D
Running in on the tide with the first of the stars
D G D G D Dsus2 D
the moon on the water and the sound of guitars
D G D G A D
Glide into the homing as the night falls
D G D G A D
to tie up in the haven by the old harbour wall
D G D G A D
And the hard-bitten stranger as deaf as a post
D G D G D Dsus2 D
who stands at the fire where a poet’s dreams roast
D G D G A D
He can’t know the story, he can’t feel the pain
D G D G A D G7M
and all of the glory falls around him like rain in the sky
D G7M
in the sky
D / A / G / A / A / D G / D / G / A / D G / D / G / A / A / D
D G D G A D
You’re a light in the dark, a beacon of hope
D G D G D Dsus D
and strong as a sea boat, strong as a rope
D G D G A D
And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bay
D G D G A D G7M
and the songs and the laughter, are carried away in the sky
D G7M
in the sky
D / A / G / A / A D / G / D / G / A A
The Last Laugh Mark Knopfler & Van Morrison Tom: E
E C A F
Don't you love the sound
B G E C
Of the last laugh my friend
E C A F
Don't you love the sound
B G E C
Of the last laugh at the end
A F
Down in the guttar
B G
with the mad old soldiers
E C
Down in the scuppers
A F
with the drunken sailors
Down in the guttar
B G
with the mad old soldiers
E C B G
But the last laugh, baby is yours
A F
And don't you love the sound
B G E C
Of the last laugh going down
E C A F
Games you thought you'd learned
B G E C
You neither lost nor won
E C A F
Dreams have crashed and burned
B G E C
You still keep on keeping on
A F
Out on the highway
B G
with the road gang working
E C
Up on the mountain
A F
with the cold wind blowing
Out on the highway
B G
with the road band working
E C B G
But the last laugh, baby is yours
A F
And don't you love the sound
B G E C
Of the last laugh going down
A F
They had you crying
B G
but you came up smiling
E C
They had you crawling
A F
and you came up flying
They had you crying
B G
and you came up smiling
E C
And the last laugh,
B G
baby is yours
A F
And don't you love the sound
B G E C
Of the last laugh going down
A F
Yeh don't you love the sound
B G E C
Of the last laugh going down
This Is Us Tom: C Intro : 4/4 / synthé / . / + batterie / . / . / . / . / /: Do / Sib9 / Do / Sib9 / Do / Sib9 / Do / Sib9 :/
Do
This is us down at the Mardi Gras
Fa
This is us in your Daddy's Car
Do
You and the missing link
Sol
Yeah, I'd had a little too much to drink, now
Do
Too long in the sun
Fa
Having too much fun
Do Sol
You and me and our memories
Fa Do Fa Do Fa
This is us, this is us, this is us, this is us, this is us
Rocking at the barbecue Yeah, when we said I do Hand jiving on the Ballroom floor You in that wedding coat you wore And you in that amazing dress I was stoned on love I guess You and me we were meant to be This is us
Fa
This is us on our Honeymoon
Do
In our hotel room
Ré
Sitting by the wishing well
Sol
Checking out of the love motel
Do
Making plans for the sunshine state
Fa
Waiting at the terminal gate
Do Sol
You and me making history
Fa Do Fa Do Fa
This is us, this is us, this is us, this is us, this is us
Do Fa Do Fa This is us, this is us, this is us, this is us.
And our baby boy With our pride and joy You at the Sunday Game Standing next to What's his name? On our Anniversary With the family You and me and our memories This is us, this is us, this is us, this is us, this is us This is us, this is us, this is us, this is us.
Solo : / Do / Fa / ad lib.
Trawlermans Song Tom: Cm Intro: Cm
Verse 1
Cm F
we're taking on water diesel and stores
Bb C#
laying up awhile before i'm back on board
Cm F Bb
they're patching her up to go fishing again, (fishing again)
Cm F
they're welding her rudder scrubbing her keel
Bb C#
scars on her belly need time to heal
Cm D7
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:
Cm F
dark is the night
Bb Gm Bb
I need a guiding light to keep me
Gm F
from foundering on the rocks
Cm F
my only prayer
Bb Gm Bb
is just to see you there at the end
F Bb Bb7
of my wandering back in the dock
(chord progression: D# Cm F Dm G# D7 G#7 Gm Bb)
Verse 2
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
Chord progression and solo
D# Cm F Dm G# Gm G#7 D# D7 Gm Bb
D# Cm F Dm G# Gm G#7 D# D7 Gm Bb
Done With Bonaparte Tom: Bb Intro:
Bb D# D# E# Bb D# D# E# Bb D# D# E# Bb D# E# Bb
Gm
We've paid in hell since Moscow burned
Bb
As cossacks tear us piece by piece
E#
Our dead are strewn a hundred leagues
D#
Though death would be a sweet release
Gm
And our grande armée is dressed in rags
Bb
A frozen starving beggar band
E#
Like rats we steal each other's scraps
D# E# E# Bb
Fall to fighting hand to hand
D#
Save my soul from evil, Lord
Bb Gm
And heal this soldier's heart
Bb Cm
I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord
D# Bb
I'm done with Bonaparte
Bb D# D# E# Bb D# D# E# Bb D# D# E# Bb D# E# Bb
Gm
What dreams he made for us to dream
Bb
Spanish skies, Egyptian sands
E#
The world was ours, we marched upon
D#
Our little Corporal's command
Gm
And I lost an eye at Austerlitz
Bb
The sabre slash yet gives me pain
E#
My one true love awaits me still
D# E# E# Bb
The flower of the Aquitaine
D#
Save my soul from evil, Lord
Bb Gm
And heal this soldier's heart
Bb Cm
I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord
D# Bb
I'm done with Bonaparte
Bb D# D# E# Bb D# D# E# Bb D# D# E# Bb D# E# Bb
Gm
I pray for her who prays for me
Bb
A safe return to my belle France
E#
We prayed these wars would end all wars
D#
In war we know is no romance
Gm
And I pray our child will never see
Bb
A little Corporal again
E#
Point toward a foreign shore
D# E# E# Bb
Captivate the hearts of men
D#
Save my soul from evil, Lord
Bb Gm
And heal this soldier's heart
Bb Cm
I'll trust in thee to keep me, Lord
D# Bb
I'm done with Bonaparte
Bb D# D# E# Bb D# D# E# Bb D# D# E# Bb D# E# Bb
Why Aye Man Tom: Dm Intro: Dm Dm F Dm- Dm-
Dm We had no way of G staying a Dm float We G had to leave on the fer Dm ry-boat Economic G refu Dm gees G On the Dm run to F Germ Dm any We G had the back of Dm Maggie’s G hand G- - Dm Times were tough in G Geordie Dm land Dm We got wor tools and G working Dm gear And G humped it all from New F castle Dm to here C Dm
Dm Why aye man, G why aye, Dm why aye man G Why aye man, Dm why aye, F why Dm aye man (x2)
Dm We’re the nomad tribes, G travelling Dm boys In the G dust and the Dm dirt and the F racket and Dm the noise Dm Drills and hammers, G diggers and Dm picks G Mixing Dm concrete, F lay Dm ing bricks There’s G English, Irish, Scots, the lot G -- Dm United Nation’s G what we’ve Dm got Brickies, Chippies, G every Dm trade G German building, Dm British-made C Dm
Dm Why aye man, G why aye, why Dm aye man G Why aye man, Dm why aye, F why Dm aye man (x2)
G Nae more work on Dm Maggie’s G farm Dm Hadaway down the G auto Dm bahn G Mine’s a porta Dm cabin G bed Dm or a bunk in a Nissan G hut Dm instead G Dm G F Dm G Dm G F Dm There’s plenty Deutschmarks G here to Dm earn Dm And German tarts are F wun Dm derschoen Dm German beer is G chemical- Dm free G Germany’s al Dm reet with me Some G times I miss my Dm river G Tyne G-- Dm But you’re my G pretty Dm Fraulein Dm Tonight we’ll drink the G old town Dm dry G Keep wor spirit Dm levels high C Dm
Dm Why aye man, G why aye, why Dm aye man G Why aye man, Dm why aye, F why Dm aye man (x2)
Some G times I miss my Dm river G Tyne G-- Dm But you’re my G pretty Dm Fraulein Dm Tonight we’ll drink the G old town Dm dry G Keep wor spirit Dm levels high (x2) G Dm G- Dm G Dm- Dm G Dm- G Dm
Rollin On Tom; Am Intro: Am, C, F, G
*1ST Verse* Am C F Been kickin sawdust in these clothes, For a blue moon and a red rose, Am G Am The boys will put em up and tear em down. Am C F Wash -a- way the dirt, Just a glass a day aint gonna hurt, Am G Am Pritty soon well move on out of town.
*2nd Verse* Am C F We pass em by across the plains, We dont even try and catch the names, Am G Am Its supper time and the kids are home from school,
Am C They draw the shades on their shops, while we go-a checkin through the F props, Am G Am An puttin on the paint to play the fool.
*CHORUS* C F C F C G Then rollin on . . . rollin on....Fellin better than we did last night C F C F G rollin on . . . rollin on.......,its hard sometimes but pritty much its Am alright.
Repeat chords for the third verse and the chorus
Speedway At Nazareth Tom: A
A G A
After two thousand came two thousand and one
G Em
To be the new champions we were there for to run
A G
From springtime in Arizona ‘til the fall in monterey
A G A Asus2
And the raceways were the battlefields and we fought’em all the way
D A
Was at Phoenix in the morning I had a wake-up call
G Em
She went around without a warning put me in the wall
A G
I drove long beach California with three cracked vertebrae
A G A
And we went on to Indianapolis, Indiana in the may
A D C F G A
G A Asus2
Well the brickyard’s there to crucify anyone who will not learn
A G Em
I climbed a mountain to qualify I went flat through the turns
A G
But I was down in the might-have beens and an old pal good as died
A G A Asus2
And I sat down in gasoline alley and I cried
A G A A G Em A
G A Asus2
Well we were in at the kill again on the Milwaukee Mile
A G Em
And in June up in Michigan we were robbed at Bell Isle
A G
Then it was on to Portland, Oregon for the G I Joe
A G A Asus2
And I‘d blown off almost everyone when my motor let go
D A
New England, Ontario we died in the dirt
G Em
Those walls from mid Ohio to Toronto they hurt
A G
So we came to road america where we burned up at the lake
A G A
But at the speedway at Nazareth I made no mistake
A D C G F F E F C F G F C F E A D C G
All That Matters Tom: Eb
Eb My darling girl Bb Eb My darling girl Eb You're all that matters Bb Ab In this wicked world Bb All that matters Ab Bb All that matters Eb My darling boy Bb Eb My darling boy Eb All of my sunshine Bb Ab And all of my joy Bb Ab You're all that matters Eb All that matters
Eb Well, I can't stop the pain Ab When it calls Bb I'm a man Cm And I can't stop the rain Ab When it falls, my darling Bb Who can?
Eb My darling girl Bb Eb My darling girl Eb You're all that matters Bb Ab In this wicked world Bb All that matters Eb All that matters
Eb Well, I can't stop the pain Ab When it calls Bb I'm a man Cm And I can't stop the rain Ab When it falls, my darling Bb Who can?
Eb My darling girl Bb Eb My darling girl Eb You're all that matters Bb Ab In this wicked world Bb All that matters Ab All that matters Eb My darling friend Bb Eb My darling friend Eb All we've got going Bb Ab Is love in the end Bb It's all that matters Eb All that matters Bb It's all that matters Eb All that matters
Secondary Waltz Tom: E Intro: E
E
Well now the school Christmas party is coming
B
Ain't doing rugby no more
E
McIntyre teaching us waltzing
B
Out on the gymnasium floor
E
Nobody battered or bleeding
B
Nobody's tattered and torn
E
McIntyre's dim, loud in the gym
E D B
Well, we've only got a little (...)
A G E
We've only got a little (...)
C G
And it's you, you, you're a disgrace
C
McIntyre tore us apart
G C
We dance with ourselves, when the (...) find their space
Bm C
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Am D
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
E (same as intro)
On the big final manoeuvre, all of our heads are a whirl Getting much closer to the deep thing This time we'll do it with girls In the arena the ladies are waiting A twelve year old girl for a bride The matches were fixed, somehow we mixed And the fat girl got left on the side The fat girl got left on the side.
C G
And it's you, you, you're a disgrace
C
McIntyre tore us apart
G C
We dance with ourselves, when the (...) find their space
Bm C
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
Am D
Waltzing with fear in our hearts
C D
It's the secondary waltz
E (same as intro) 3X Then E, D, B and A, G, E (as first couplet at the end)
C G
Well you come to my right, and I am under the light
G/B C
See that my footwork is false
G C
Don't count me out, the start of the bow
Bm C
I'm just doing secondary waltz
Am D
Doing secondary waltz
C D
And it's the secondary waltz
C D
Yeah, it's the secondary waltz
Intro till the end
Back To Tupelo Tom: Bm Intro: Bm A
Bm
Around the time of 'clambake'
Movie number twenty-five
You and the lying Dutchman
Are still in overdrive
You're as strong as when you started
Mississippi in your soul
You can still be Marlon Brando
A Bm
And the king of rock and roll
Bm
It isn't just the records
No, you must have Hollywood
The songs alone are not enough
That much is understood
You'll soon be back in Memphis
Maybe then you'll know what to do
The storylines they're giving you
A Bm Bm(n.b.)
Are just not ringing true
G G6 A D
Oh, it's a ways to go
G G6 A D
Back to Tupelo
G G6 A D
Oh, it's a ways to go
G G6 A
Back to Tupelo
G G6 A D Bm G G6 A D Bm G G6 A
Bm
When you're young and beautiful
Your dreams are all ideals
Later on it's not the same
Lord, everything is real
Sixteen hundred miles of highway
Roll back to the truth
And a song to give your mother
A Bm
In your first recording booth
Bm
Around the time of 'clambake'
That old dream's still rolling on
Sometimes there'll be the feeling
Things are going wrong
The morning star is fading
Lord, the Mississippi's cold
You can still be Marlon Brando
A Bm(n.b.)
And the king of rock and roll
G G6 A D
But, it's a ways to go
G G6 A D
Back to Tupelo
G G6 A D
Oh, it's a ways to go
G G6 A
Back to Tupelo
G G6 A D Bm G G6 A D Bm G G6 A
Our Shangri-la Tom: E Intro: E F#m A E
E
It's the end of a perfect day
F#m
For surfer boys and girls
A
The sun's dropping down in the bay
E B
And falling off the world
E
There's a diamond in the sky
F#m
Our evening star
A E B
In our shangri-la
E
Get that fire burning strong
F#m
Right here and right now
A
It's here and then it's gone
E B
There's no secret, anyhow
E
We may never love again
F#m
To the music of guitars
A E
In our shangri-la
A Tonight your beauty burns G#m F# F#m Into my memory
The wheel of heaven turns
A
Above us endlessly
E
This is all the heaven we've got
F#m
Right here where we are
A E B
In our shangri-la
E F#m A E B E F#m A E
A Tonight your beauty burns G#m F# F#m Into my memory
The wheel of heaven turns
A
Above us endlessly
E
This is all the heaven we've got
F#m
Right here where we are
A E
In our shangri-la
A E
In our shangri-la
A E
In our shangri-la
A E A E etc.
5.15 a.m. Tom: E
E
5.15 a.m.
A
snow laying all around
a collier cycles home
E
from his night shift underground
E
past the silent pub
primary school, workingmens club
A
on the road from the pithead
F#m
the churchyard packed
B7
with mining dead
E
then beneath the bridge
he comes to a giant car
A fis
a shroud of snow upon the roof
E
a mark ten jaguar
A
he thought the man was fast asleep
E
silent, still and deep
A
both dead and cold
F#m
shot through
B7
with bullet holes
F#m C#m
the one armed bandit man
A
came north to fill his boots
came up from cockneyland
e-type jags and flashy suits F#m put your money in
pull the levers
watch them spin
A
cash cows in all the pubs
B7
but he preferred the new nightclubs
E
nineteen sixty-seven
A
bandit men in birdcage heaven
la dolce vita, sixty-nine
E
all new to people of the tyne
E
who knows who did what
somebody made a call
A
they said his hands
F#m
were in the pot
E
that he’d been skimming hauls
fis
he picks up the swag
they gaily gave away
A
drives his giant jag
F#m B7
off to his big pay day
F#m C#m
the bandit man
A
came north to fill his boots
came up from cockneyland
e-type jags and flashy suits
F#m
the bandit man
A
came up the great north road
up to geordieland
F#m
to mine
B7
the mother lode
E
seams blew up or cracked
A
black diamonds came hard won
generations toiled and hacked
E
for a pittance and black lung
F#m
crushed by tub or stone
together and alone A how the young and old
F#m B7
paid the price of coal
E
eighteen sixty-seven
A
my angel’s gone to heaven
he’ll be happy there
E
sunlight and sweet clean air
E
they gather round the glass
A
tough hewers and crutters
child trappers and putters
E
the little foals and half-marrows
A
who pushed
C#m
and pulled the barrows
A
the hod boys
E
and the rolleywaymen
5.15 a.m.
Boom Like That Tom: E Intro: (E,G,A,Cadd9 - E,G,C)
E
I´m going to san bernardino
G A Cadd9
ring-a-ding-ding
E
milkshake mixers
G Cadd9
that´s my thing now
E
these guys bought
G A Cadd9
a heap of my stuff
E
and i gotta see a good thing
G Cadd9
sure enough, now
E
or my names not kroc
G A Cadd9
that´s kroc with a K
E
like crocodile
G Cadd9
but not spell that way, yeah
E
It´s dog eat dog
G A Cadd9
rat eat rat
E
kroc-style
boom, like that
VERS2: The folks line up ....(continue like above!)
bridge: E These boys have got this down Cadd9 oughtta be a one this D in every town E this boys have
got the touch
Cadd9
it´s clen as a whistle
D
and it don´t cost much
....continue like that....
Balooney again Tom: Bm Intro: Bm Bm/A |-------------------------------------------| |-----------3---------------------3---------| |---------------4-----------------------4---| |--------4--------------------4-------------| |---2--------------------0------------------| |-------------------------------------------| G F# |-------------------------------------------| |----------3---------------------2----------| |--------------4---------------------3------| |-------------------------------------------| |-------2--------------------1--------------| |--3---------------------2----------------2-|
Bm7 rythm |---------------| |-----7-7-------| |-----7-7-------| |-------7-7-----| |---------------| |-7----------0>7|
Bm7
We don't eat in no white restaurants
We're eating in a car
G Bm7
Baloney again, baloney again
We don't sleep in no white hotel bed
G F#
We're sleeping in a car, baloney again
Bm7
You don't strut around in these country towns
Bm7/A
You best stay in the car
Bm7/Ab
Look on ahead don't stare around
Bm7/G
You best stay where you are
Bm7
You're a long way from home, boy
G F#
Don't push your luck too far
Bm7 Bm7/G Bm7
Baloney again
Twenty-two years we've sung the word since nineteen thirty-one Amen, I say amen Now the young folk want to praise the Lord With guitar, bass and drums, amen Well I'll never get tired of Jesus But it's been a heavy load Carrying His precious love Down a long dirt road We're a long way from home Just let's pay the man and go Baloney again
D
The Lord is my sheperd
Bm Em A
He leadeth me in pastures green
He gave us this day
D
Our daily bread and gasoline
Go under the willow
Bm Em A
Park her up beside the stream
Shoulders for pillows
D
Lay down your head and dream
A
Shoulders for pillows
A G Bm G F#
Lay down your head and dream
Sailing to Philadelphia Tom: E Intro: |-----|~~~~~~------------|--------------|--------------|-------------- -|------|
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E7
I am Jeremiah Dixon, I am a Geordie boy
G E7 C
A glass of wine with you, sir, and the ladies I´ll enjoy
D G C E7 G A7
All Durham and Northumberland is measured up by my own hand
E7 G C E7 C D
lt was my fate from birth to make my mark upon the earth
E7
He calls me Charlie Mason, a stargazer am I
G E7 C
lt seems that I was born to chart the evening sky
D G C E7 G E7
They'd cut me out for baking bread but I had other dreams instead
E7 G C E7 C D
This baker's boys from the west country would join th e Royal Sociaty
G D G D C E7 C D We are sailing to Philadelphia, a world away from the coaly Tyne G D G D C E7 D C D G Sailing to Philadelphia to draw the line, the Mason-Dixon Line
E7 G E7 D
E7
Now you´re a good surveyor, Dixon, but I swear you´ll make me mad
G E7 C
The West will kill us both, you gullible Geordie lad
D G C E7 G A7
You talk of liberty, how can America be free
E7 G C E7 C D
A Geordie and a baker's boy in the forests of the Iroquois
E7
Now hold your head up, Mason, see America lies there
G E7 C
The morning tide has raised the capes of Delaware
D G C E7 G A7 Come up and feel the sun, a new morning has begun
E7 G C E7 C D
Another day will make it clear why your stars should guide us here
G D G D C E7 C D
We are sailing to Philadelphia, a worid away from the coaly Tyne
G D G D C E7 D
Sailing to Philadelphia to draw the line,
C D C D G E7 G E7 D
the Mason-Dixon Line, the Mason-Dixon Line
E7 G E7 C D G C E7 G A7 E7 G C E7 C D
G D G D C E7 C D G D G D C E7 D C D G E7 G E7 D fade out
Who’s Your Baby Now Tom: G
G The rock your stood upon G Is broken up and gone F C G Hey baby, who's your baby now G On the slipway of your dream G Stands someone else's scheme F C G Hey baby, who's your baby now
C F G Your baby now, baby now C D Your baby now, your baby now
G The ancient trade you ply G Ain't enough to get you by F C G Hey baby, who's your baby now G The yard is locked and closed G The old guard has been deposed F C G Hey baby, who's your baby now
C F G Your baby now, baby now C D Your baby now, your baby now
G G F C G - 2 x
C D You always had to be the kind C D To have to say what's on your mind C D And hey, you really showed 'em how C D You used to laugh about C D how you used to dish it out C D But hey, who's laughing now
G 'Cos the rock you stood upon G Is broken up and gone F C G Hey baby, who's your baby now G Yeh the rock you stood upon G Is broken up and gone F C G G Hey baby, who's your baby now
Lions Tom: Bm7 Intro: Bm7 D A G Bm7 D A G Bm7 Bm7 Bm7 F# C9 (Stop)
Bm7 D A G9
Red sun, go down way over dirty town
Bm7 D A E9
Starlings are sweeping around crazy shoals
Bm7 D A G9
Yes, and a girl is there, high heeling across the square
Bm7 D A E9
The wind it blows around in her hair, and the flags upon the poles
Em9
Waiting in the crowd to cross at the light
G F#m7 Bm7 F#m7 Bm7 F# C9
She looks around to find a face she can like.
Bm7 D A G9
Church bell, clinging on, trying to get a crowd, Evensong
Bm7 D A E9
Nobody cares to depend upon, the chime it plays
Bm7 D A G9
They're all in the station, praying for trains, the congregation's, late again
Bm7 D A E9
It's getting darker, all the time, these flagpole days
Em9
Drunk old soldier he gives her a fright
G F#m7 Bm7 F#m7 Bm7 F# C9
He's crazy lion howling for a fight.
Bm7 D A G9
Strap hanging, gunshot sound, door slamming on the, overground
Bm7 D A E9
The starlings are tough, but the lions are made of stone
Bm7 D A G9
Her evening paper is horror torn, but there's hope later for, capricorns
Bm7 D A E9
Her lucky stars give her just enough, ... to get her home
Em9
Then she's reading about a swing to the right
G F#m7 Bm7 F#m7 Bm7 F# C9
But she's thinking about a stranger in the night
G A G A I'm thinking about the lions, I'm thinking about the lions
G A Bm7 F#m7 Bm7 F#m7 Bm7 F#m7 Bm7
A (fade out) What happened to the lions, tonight (tonight) (tonight)
Wild West End Tom: D
D D Em G
Steppin' out to Angellucci's, for my coffee beans
D D Em G
checking out the movies, and the magazines
D D Em G
waitress she watches me, crossing from the Barocco bar
D D Em G
I'm getting a pickup, for my steel guitar
D D Em G
I saw you walking out, Shaftsbury Avenue
D D Em G
excuse me talking, I wanna marry you
D D Em G
this is seventh heaven street to me, don't you be so proud
D D Em G
You're just another angel, in the crowd.
D D Em G
And I'm walking in the wild west end
D D Em G
Walking in the wild west end
D D Em G D/A G/C /C D/
Walking with your wild best friend
And my conductress on the number nineteen, she was a honey pink toenails and hands all dirty with the money greasy greasy greasy hair, easy smile made me feel nineteen, for awhile and I went down to Chinatown in the backroom it's a man's world, all the money go down Duck inside the doorway, gotta duck to eat right now feels all right now, you and me we can't beat walking -
Chorus
And a gogo, dancing girl, yes I saw her the deejay, he say, here's Mandy for ya I fell all right to see her, but she's paid to do that stuff She's dancing high, I move on by, the close ups can get rough when you're walking in the wild west end . . .
Chorus / Tag
What it is Tom: F#m Intro: (F#m D E)
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F#m
The drinking dens are spilling out
A
There's staggering in the square
D
There's lads and lasses falling about
E
And a crackling in the air
F#m
Down around the dungeon doors
A
The shutters and the queues
D
Everybody's looking for
E
Somebody's arms to fall into
It's what it is It's what it is now |-------------------------------|---------2---------------| |-----------------2^5>7---5-5---|-5~(7)-----2-------------| |----2^4~(5)~4^2----------------|----------------2---1----| |-4-----------------------------|------------------------4| |-------------------------------|-------------------------| |-------------------------------|-------------------------|
F#m There's frost on the graves and the monuments A But the taverns are warm in town D People curse the government E And shovel hot food down F#m The lights are out in city hall A The castle and the keep D The moon shines down upon it all E The legless and asleep F#m And it's cold on the tollgate A With the wagons creeping through D Cold on the tollgate E God knows what I could do with you
That's what it is It's what it is now |--------------------------------5------|-----------2---0-------------| |----------------------2^5>7------7---5-|---5~(7)----------2---0------| |-----2^4~(5)~4^2-----------------------|---------------------------2-| SOLO 2 |-4-------------------------------------|-----------------------------| |---------------------------------------|-----------------------------| |---------------------------------------|-----------------------------|
F#m The garrison sleeps in the citadel A With the ghosts and the ancient stones D High on the parapet E A Scottish piper stands alone F#m And high on the wind A The highland drums begin to role D And something from the past just comes E And stares into my soul F#m And it's cold on the tollgate A With the Caledonian blues D Cold on the tollgate E God knows what I could do with you
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That's what it is It's what it is now |--------------------------------5------|-----------2---0-------------| |----------------------2^5>7------7---5-|---5~(7)----------2---0------| |-----2^4~(5)~4^2-----------------------|---------------------------2-| SOLO 2 |-4-------------------------------------|-----------------------------| |---------------------------------------|-----------------------------| |---------------------------------------|-----------------------------|
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F# There's a chink of light, there's a burning wick A There's a lantern in the tower D Wee Willie Winkie with a candlestick E Still writing songs in the wee wee hours F#m On Charlotte Street I take A A walking stick from my hotel D The ghost of Dirty Dick E Is still in search of Little Nell
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That's what it is It's what it is now |--------------------------------5------|-----------2---0-------------| |----------------------2^5>7------7---5-|---5~(7)----------2---0------| |-----2^4~(5)~4^2-----------------------|---------------------------2-| SOLO 2 |-4-------------------------------------|-----------------------------| |---------------------------------------|-----------------------------| |---------------------------------------|-----------------------------|