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The Locomotion: Little Eva C Am Everybody`s doing a brand new dance, now. C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion. C Am I know you`ll get to like it if you give it a chance now. C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion. F Dm My little baby sister can do it with ease.. F D It`s easier than learning your A-B-C`s. C G C So, come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with me.. CHORUS: C F You gotta swing your hips, now, come on, baby.. C G jump up, jump back..well now, I think you`ve got the knack..whoa, whoa.. C Am Now that you can do it let`s make a chain now. C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion. C Am A chug-a chug-a motion like a railroad train, now. C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion. F Dm Do it nice and easy now, don`t lose control. F D A little bit of rhythm, and a lot of soul. C G Come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with

C me. C move around the floor Am in a Loco-motion. C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion. C Am Do it holding hands, if you get the notion. C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion F Dm There`s never been a dance that`s so easy to do. F D It even makes you happy when you`re feeling blue. C G So, come on, come on, do the Loco-motion with C me. CHORUS (fade) C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion. C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion. C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion. C Am Come on, baby, do the Loco-motion.

These Boots Are Made For Walking [A] Nancy Sinatra Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OU7Nezg7Ls

From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/uke.htm

Run from 9th fret on C string:

9 9 8 8 7 7 6 6 5 5 4 4 3 3 2 0 [A]

Intro: Run

[A] You keep saying you've got something for me [A] Something you call love but confess [A7] [D] You've been messin' where you shouldn't have been a messin' And now [A] someone else is gettin' all your best

Chorus: These [C] boots are made for [Am] walking And [C] that's just what they'll [Am] do [C] One of these days these [Am] boots are gonna Walk all over you [Run]

[A] You keep lying when you oughta be truthin' [A] And you keep losin' when you oughta not bet [A7] [D] You keep samin' when you oughta be changin' Now what's [A] right is right but you ain't been right yet

Chorus

[A] You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin [A] And you keep thinkin' that you´ll never get burnt [A7] HA! [D] I just found me a brand new box of matches YEAH And [A] what he knows you ain't had time to learn

Chorus

Hey Soul Sister (Train) C G Am F Hey-ay, Hey-ay-AY-ay-ay, Hey-ay-AY-ay-ay C G Am F Your lipstick stains on the front lobe of my left side brains C G Am………........ F G I knew I wouldn't for-get you and so I went and let you blow my mind C G Am F Your sweet moonbeam the smell of you in every single dream I dream C G Am…………… F G I knew when we col-lided you're the one I have de-cided who's one of my kind F G C G F Hey soul sister ain't that mister mister on the radio stereo G C G The way you move ain’t fair you know F G C G F G (Break) C Hey soul sister I don't want to miss a single thing you dooooo, tonight G Am F Hey-ay, Hey-ay-AY-ay-ay, Hey-ay-AY-ay-ay C G Am F Just in ti-i-i-ime I'm so glad you have a one track mind like me C G Am……………..F G You gave my love dir-ection a game show love con-nection we can't deny I, I, C G Am F I'm so obsessed my heart is bound to beat right out my untrimmed chest C G Am F G I believe in you like a virgin you're Ma-donna and I'm always gonna wanna blow your mind F G C G F Hey soul sister ain't that mister mister on the radio stereo G C G The way you move ain’t fair you know F G C G F G C Hey soul sister I don't want to miss a single thing you dooooooo, tonight C The way you can't cut a rug G Am Watching you's the only drug I need You're so gangster I'm so thug F C You're the only one I'm dreaming of you see G I can be myself now final-ly Am In fact there's nothing I can't be F G I want the world to see you be with me

F G C G F Hey soul sister ain't that mister mister on the radio stereo G C G The way you move ain’t fair you know F G C G F G C Hey soul sister I don't want to miss a single thing you do-oooo, tonight G Am F C Hey-ay, Hey-ay-AY-ay-ay, Hey-ay-AY-ay-ay, tonight G Am F G Hey-ay, Hay-ay-AY-ay-ay, Hey-ay-AY-ay-ay C Tonight

[C] Hey where did we [F] go, [C] days when the [G7] rains came[C] Down in the hol[F]low, [C] playin' a new [G7] game[C] Laughin' and a-[F]runnin', hey hey, [C] skippin' and a-[G7] jumpin'[C] In the misty mor[F]nin' fog, with [C] our, our [G7] hearts a-thumpin'And [F] you, [G7] my brown eyed [C] girl [Am], [F] you my [G7] brown eyed [C] girl [G7]

[C] Now whatever [F] happened, to [C] Tuesday and so [G7] slow[C] Going down the old [F] mine, with a [C] transistor [G7] radio[C] Standin' in the [F] sunlight laughin', [C] hidin' ‘hind a [G7] rainbow's wall[C] Slippin' and a-[F] slidin' hey hey, [C] all along the [G7] waterfall, with [F] you, [G7] My brown eyed [C] girl [Am], [F] you my [G7] brown eyed [C] girl

[G7] Do you remember when we used to [C] singSha la la [F] la la la la [C] la la la la dee [G7] dahJust like that[C] Sha la la [F] la la la la [C] la la la la dee [G7] dahLa dee [C] dah [G7]

[C] So hard to [F] find my way, [C] now that I'm all [G7] on my own[C] I saw you just the [F] other day, [C] my, how [G7] you have grown[C] Cast my memory [F] back there Lord[C] Sometimes I'm [G7] overcome thinkin' 'bout it[C] Makin' love in the [F] green grass, [C] behind the [G7] stadiumWith [F] you, [G7] my brown eyed [C] girl [Am] [F] you my [G7] brown eyed [C] girl

[G7] Do you remember when we used to [C] singSha la la [F] la la la la [C] la la la la dee [G7] dahJust like that[C] Sha la la [F] la la la la [C] la la la la dee [G7] dahLa dee [C] dah

Brown Eyed Girl - Van Morrison

Billboard #10 1967

Sweet City WomanThe Stampeders

G C6 Am D G G G C6 Am D G G

GWell, I'm on my way, to the

C6city life

AmTo a pretty face that

Dshines her light on the

Gcity nights

G

GAnd I gotta catch a noon train

Gotta C6be there on time

AmOh, it feels so good to

Dknow she waits at the

Gend of the line

G

ChorusGSwee-ee-eet, sweet city

C6woman

AmI can see your face, I can

Dhear your voice, I can

Galmost touch you

G

GSwee-ee-eet, sweet city

C6woman

Oh, Ammy uke and me, we

Dgot a feel for singin'

Gyeah, yeah,

G

GBon c'est bon, bon bon c'est bon, bon,GBon c'est bon, bon, bon,

Cbon,

Gbon

GBon c'est bon, bon bon c'est bon, bon,GBon c'est bon, bon, bon,

Cbon,

Gbon

CSo

Glong ma,

Dso

Glong pa,

Cso

Glong

DNeighbours and

Gfriends

G

GLike a country mornin', all

C6snuggled in dew

AmAh she's got a way to

Dmake a man feel

Gshiny and new

G

GAnd she sing in the evenin', oh

C6familiar tunes

AmAnd she feeds me love and

Dtenderness and

Gmacaroons

G

Chorus (x2)


C6woman (oh, she's my)

AmSweet,sweet,

Dsweet,sweet city

Gwoman

G


C6woman (woah my)

AmSweet,sweet,

Dsweet,sweet city

Gwoman

G (everybody)


C6woman (ba da da da, ba da da da)

AmSweet,sweet,

Dsweet,sweet city

Gwoman

G (ba da da da, ba da da da)


C6woman (ba da da da, ba da da da)

AmSweet,sweet,

Dsweet,sweet city

Gwoman

G (ba da da da, ba da da da)

Wagon Wheel Page 1 of 1 Wagon Wheel (Old Crow Medicine Show) Intro (verse): C G Am F C G F C G Headed down south to the land of the pines Am F And I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline C G F Starin' up the road I pray to God I see headlights C G I made it down the coast in seventeen hours Am F Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers C G F And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh I can see my baby tonight Chorus: C G So rock me mama like a wagon wheel Am F Rock me mama any way you feel C G F Hey, mama rock me C G Rock me mama like the wind and the rain Am F Rock me mama like a South-bound train C G F Hey, mama rock me (Play 3 times at the end of the song) C G Runnin' from the cold up in New England Am F I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string band C G F My baby plays the guitar, I pick the banjo now C G Oh, the North country winters keep a-gettin' me now Am F Lost my money playin' poker so I had to up and leave C G F But I ain't a-turnin' back to livin' that old life no more Chorus C L G L (Note: L = One Down Strum) Walkin' to the South out of Roanoke Am L F L I caught a trucker out of Philly, had a nice long toke C L�� G L But he's a-headed West from the Cumberland Gap Am L F To Johnson City, Tennessee C G And I gotta get a move on before the sun

Am F I hear my baby callin' my name and I know that he's the only one C G F And if I die in Raleigh, at least I will die free Chorus

I CAN SEE CLEARLY NOW w.m. Johnny Nash 4/4 1…2…1234

(1,2) I can see clearly now the rain is gone

I can see all obstacles in my way

Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind

It’s gonna be a bright, bright, bright, bright sun shiny day (2X)

I think I can make it now the pain is gone

All of the bad feelings have disappeared

Here is the rainbow I’ve been praying for

It’s gonna be a bright, bright, bright, bright sun shiny day.

Look all around, there’s nothing but blue skies

Look straight ahead, there’s nothing but blue skies.

Repeat 1st verse.

I CAN SEE CLEARLY NOW w.m. Johnny Nash

F Bb F I can see clearly now the rain is gone F Bb C7 C7sus C7 I can see all obstacles in my way F Bb F Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind Eb Bb F It’s gonna be a bright, bright, bright, bright sun shiny day (2X) F Bb F I think I can make it now the pain is gone F Bb C7 C7sus C7 All of the bad feelings have disappeared F Bb F Here is the rainbow I’ve been praying for Eb Bb F It’s gonna be a bright, bright, bright, bright sun shiny day. Ab Eb Look all around, there’s nothing but blue skies Ab C Em Bb Em Bb Eb Look straight ahead, there’s nothing but blue skies. Dm C7 C7sus C7 Repeat 1st verse.

Analog Girl – Guy Clark

Intro

D A D (x2)

D

Well she ain’t got no cell phone you got to call her when she’s home

A D

And all of her clocks have got hands

D

Now don't try to e-mail her you've got to snail mail her

A D

You got to take pen in hand.

CHORUS

A D

Ones and Zeros, Zeros and ones

A D

She'll have none of that virtual fun.

G

She's a real deal old fashioned analog girl

A D

In a digital world

D

Now she gets online out in her backyard

A D

Hangin up her old blue jeans

D

She's got all of the memory she can live with

A D

She really hates drum machines

CHORUS

D

Out in the garden, she's got a website

A D

It sparkles in the morning dew

D

Got a mouse in her pocket, Got spam in a can

A D

What’s an analog girl to do

CHORUS

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Do It YourselfBill Sutton

I went to buy computers, and they said a million bucks.

For a brand new mainframe IBM, now that price really sucks.

So I looked at all the pictures, and I chose to build my own,

For you can build a mainframe from the things you find at home.

Chorus

Oh, IBM, DEC, and Honeywell; HP, DG and Wang,

Amdahl, NEC, and NCR, they don't know anything!

They make big bucks for systems, so they never want it known

That you can build a mainframe from the things you find at home.

Now, take the CPU, you see it's only just a box

With blinking lights and whirring fans and lots of cable slots.

So I spent an evening working with some wire and bulbs and pins,

Then I hauled it to the basement and I plugged the freezer in.

Chorus

C

F C G7

C

F C G7 C

C

F C G7

C

F C G7 C

C

F C G7

C

F C G7 C

C



Well, next I needed tape drives, my tape drives were a steal.

I climbed into the attic for my dad's old reel-to-reel.

Some cable and some binder twine, and soon it was complete:

My CPU and tape drive at a price no one can beat.

Chorus

So then I looked for disk drives, but it didn't take me long -

Function follows form, they say, or have I got that wrong?

I found a drive with five new modes that blows the rest away:

Cottons, linens, wash and wear, rinse, and lingerie!

Chorus

Well, I had to have a console just to make my system run.

Without a fancy console then my system wasn't done.

So, I tied a ten-buck typer to a broken TV tube,

And now I've got a console that can write the evening news.

Chorus

I've had my system running - I'll admit it's not the best.

The data isn't right, and the response time is a mess.

It crashes every hour, and it isn't worth a damn,

C

F C G7

C

F C G7 C

C

F C G7

C

F C G7 C

C

F C G7

C

F C G7 C

C

F C G7

C

F C G7 C



But I'm satisfied because it runs just like an IBM!

Chorus

Yes, you can build a mainframe from the things you find at home.

Note: Standard GCEA Soprano Ukulele Tuning. Powered by UkeGeeks' Scriptasaurus • ukegeeks.com

F C G7 C

F C G7 C

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Drift away Intro riff V 1. D A D (E) Day after day I’m more confused, Yet I look for the light through the pourin’ A D A Bm rain. You know that’s a game that I hate to lose, And I’m feeling the D strain, Ain’t it a shame. Chorus A Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul, E D I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away. A Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul E D I want to get lost in your rock and roll and drift away. (Hold D for 2 measures and do riff) V 2 same as first D A, D (E) A, D A, Bm A Beginning to think that I’m wasting time, I don’t understand the things I do. The world outside looks so unkind ,Now I’m counting on you, To carry me through Repeat Chorus A E D, A E D (hold D for 2 measures for riff)

Bridge Bm D A And when my mind is free, You know a melody can move me Bm D And when I’m feeling blue, the guitar’s coming through to E soothe me. Verse 3 D A, D A, D A, Bm D Thanks for the joy that you’re given me, I want you to know I believe in your song. Your rhythm and rhyme and harmony. You’ve helped me along, makin’ me strong REPEAT CHORUS first time acapella 2nd time with chords A E D, A E D

I’m Yours Page 1 of 2

I’m Yours (Jason Mraz) Intro: C G Am F C Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it G I tried to be chill be you’re so hot that I melted Am F I fell right through the cracks, now I’m tryin’ to get back C Before the cool done run out I’ll be givin’ it my bestest G And nothin’s gonna stop me, but divine intervention Am F I reckon it’s again my turn to win some or learn some C G But, I won’t hesitate no more Am F No more, it cannot wait I’m yours C G Am F Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm C G Well open up your mind and see like me Am Open up your plans and damn you’re free F Look into your heart and you’ll find love, love, love, love C G Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing Am We’re just one big family F D7 And it’s our God forsaken right to be loved, loved, loved, loved, loved C G So, I won’t hesitate no more Am F No more, it cannot wait, I’m sure C G Am There’s no need to complicate our time is short F D7 This is our fate, I’m yours Scat : C G Am F (2X)

I’m Yours Page 2 of 2

C I’ve been spendin’ way too long checkin’ my tongue in the mirror G And bendin’ over backwards just to try to see it clearer Am But, my breath fogged up the glass F And so I drew a new face and I laughed C I guess what I’m sayin’ is there ain’t no better reason G To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons Am It’s what we aim to do F Our name is our virtue C G But, I won’t hesitate no more Am F No more, it cannot wait I’m yours C G Well, open up your mind and see like me Am Open up your plans and damn you’re free F Look into your heart and you’ll find that the sky is yours C So please don’t, please don’t, please don’t G There’s no need to complicate Am ‘Cuz our time is short F D7 This, oh this, oh this is our fate, I’m yours C G Am F C Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Intro [F] [C] [Bb] 1[C] 1[C7] 1[C6] 1[C] [F] [F]

All my [F] bags are packed I'm [Bb] ready to goI'm [F] standing here out[Bb]side your doorI [F] hate to wake you [Dm] up to say good[C7]byeBut the [F] dawn is breakin' it's [Bb] early mornThe [F] taxi's waitin' he's [Bb] blowin' his horn[F] Already I'm so [Dm] lonesome I could [C7] cry

ChorusSo [F] kiss me and [Bb] smile for me[F] Tell me that you'll [Bb] wait for me[F] Hold me like you'll [Dm] never let me [C7] goI'm [F] leavin' [Bb] on a jet plane[F] Don't know when [Bb] I'll be back again[F] Oh [Dm] babe I hate to [C7] go

There's so [F] many times I've [Bb] let you down[F] So many times I've [Bb] played around[F] I tell you now [Dm] they don't mean a [C7] thingEvery [F] place I go I'll [Bb] think of youEvery [F] song I sing I'll [Bb] sing for you[F] When I come back I'll [Dm] wear your wedding [C7] ring

Chorus

[F] Now the time has [Bb] come to leave you[F] One more time [Bb] let me kiss you[F] Then close your eyes, [Dm] I'll be on my [C7] way[F] Dream about the [Bb] days to comeWhen [F] I won't have to [Bb] leave aloneA[F]bout the times [Dm] I won't have to [C7] say

Chorus

Outro[F] leavin' [Bb] on a jet plane[F] Don't know when [Bb] I'll be back again[F] leavin' [Bb] on a jet plane[F] Don't know when [Bb] I'll be back again.....

Leaving On A Jet Plane - Peter Paul And Mary

Billboard #1 1969

Video Killed the Radio Star by The Buggles (1978)

Intro: (fingerpick) Dm . . . C . . . F. . . Am . . Dm . . . C . . . F. . . G\

C Dm F G C Dm F G I heard you on the wireless back in ‘fifty two…. .Lying a-wake, intent on tuning in on you C Dm F G C Dm F G If I was young, it didn’t stop you coming through. (oh-a-oh) C Dm F G C Dm F G They took the credit for your second symphon-y… .Rewritten by machine on new technolog-y C Dm F G C Dm And now I understand the problems you can see. (oh-a-oh) F G C Dm F G I met your children (oh-a-oh)….. What did you tell them? C F C F Chorus 1: Video killed the radio star…Video killed the radio star C G F C Am Pictures came and broke your heart (oh-a-oh-oh-oh) C Dm F G C Dm F G And now we meet in an a-bandoned studi-o….We hear the playback and it seems so long ag-o C Dm F G C Dm and you re-mem-ber, the jingles used to go (oh-a-oh) F G C Dm F G You were the first one (oh-a-oh) You were the last one C F C F Chorus 2: Video killed the radio star…Video killed the radio star C G F C G F In my mind and in my car, we can’t re-wind, we’ve gone too far C Am C Am (oh-oh-oh-oh)…(oh--oh-oh-oh) Instrumental: Dm G C - F Dm G C F Dm G E7 Am A: --------0--------------------------------0------------------------------0------------------------ E: ------------3--1--0------------------------3--1--0-1-3------------------3---1--0------------ C: 2---2--------------- --0----------2--2-------------------0-----2--2------------------2---0---- G: ---------------------------2------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dm . . . C . . . F. . . G\ Am\ F\ Am\ F\ G\

Notes: to play in original key(C#), capo 1st fret

C F C F Chorus 3: Video killed the radio star…Video killed the radio star C G F C G F In my mind and in my car, we can’t re-wind, we’ve gone too far C G F C G F / / Pictures came and broke your heart, Put the blame on VCR……. C . Dm F G C Dm F G You are the radio sta-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar C Dm F G C Dm F G You are the radio sta-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar C F C F Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star C F C F Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star C F C F Video killed the radio star… Video killed the radio star (You are . . . the radio star. . . C F C F Video killed the radio star Video killed the radio star You are. . . the radio star….) C F C F Video killed the radio star… Video killed the radio star Dm . . . C . . . F . . . C\ (You are. . . the radio star….

San Jose Ukulele Club



When I Was A BoyFrank Hayes

Verse 1

When I was a boy our Nintendo was carved from an old Apple tree,

And we used garden hose to connect it to our steam-powered color TV.

But it still beat that ancient Atari, 'cuz I almost went blind, don'tcha know,

Playing Breakout and Pong on a video game hooked up to the radio.

And we walked twenty miles to the schoolhouse - barefoot, uphill both ways.

Through blizzards in summer and winter ... back in the good old days.

Back when FORTRAN was not even Three-tran, and the PC was only a toy.

And we did our computing by gaslight when I was a boy.

Verse 2

When I was a boy all our networks were for hauling in fish from the sea.

And our bawd rate was eight bits an hour (and she was worth it!)

And our IP address was just three.

And you kids who believe that the World Wide Web

is too slow oughta cut out your bitchin',

'Cuz when I was a boy all our packets were delivered by carrier pigeon.



C F C F C

F C C G C

F C F C

F C Am D G

F C F C

F C Am D G

F C F C

F C Am D G C

C F C F C

F C

C G C

F C

F C

F C Am D G

F C F C

F C Am D G

F C F C



Back when FORTRAN was not even Two-tran, and the PC was only a toy.

And we did our computing by torchlight when I was a boy.

Verse 3

When I was a boy our IS shop built relational tables from wood,

And we wrappered our data in oilcloth to preserve it the best that we could.

And we carried our bits in a bucket, and our mainframe weighed 900 tons,

And we programmed in ones and in zeros - and sometimes we ran out of ones.



Back when FORTRAN was not even One-tran, and the PC was only a toy.

And we did our computing in primordial darkness when I was a boy.

Note: Standard GCEA Soprano Ukulele Tuning. Powered by UkeGeeks' Scriptasaurus • ukegeeks.com

F C F C

F C Am D G C

C F C F C

F C C G C

F C F C

F C Am D G

F C F C

F C Am D G

F C F C

F C Am D G C

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America Neil Diamond F Far F We've been traveling far F Without a home F But not without a star F Free F Only want to be free F We huddle close F Hang on to a dream G On the boats and on the planes G They're coming to America G Never looking back again G They're coming to America Em G Home, don't it seem so far away D Oh, we're traveling light today F In the eye of the storm Em In the eye of the storm Em G Home, to a new and a shiny place D Make our bed, and we'll say our grace F Freedom's light burning warm Em Freedom's light burning warm F Everywhere around the world F They're coming to America F Every time that flag's unfurled F They're coming to America

G Got a dream to take them there G They're coming to America G Got a dream they've come to share G They're coming to America A They're coming to America F#m They're coming to America D They're coming to America Bm They're coming to America A F#m D Bm A Today, today, today, today, today A My country 'tis of thee F#m Today; Sweet land of liberty D Today; Of thee I sing Bm Today; Of thee I sing F Today, Today, Today, Today Outro: --8—7—8—3—8—7—8—3— --8—7—8—3—8—10—8—15--

I'd [G] like to thank the [B7]guy who wrote the [Em ]songThat made my [C] baby fall in [D7] love with me

Chorus[G] Who put the bomp in the [Em] bomp bah bomp bah bomp[C] Who put the ram in the [D7] rama lama ding dong[G] Who put the bop in the [Em] bop shoo bop shoo bop[C] Who put the dip in the [D7] dip da dip da dip[G] Who was that [B7] man, I'd [Em] like to shake his [C] handHe [G] made my baby [D7] fall in love with [G] me [D7] (Yeah)

[G] When my baby [Em] heard [C] Bomp bah bah bomp bah [D7] bomp bah bomp bah[G] Every word went [Em] right into her [C] heart [D7] And [G] when she heard them [B7] singin'[Em] Rama lama lama [C] lama lama ding dong[G] She said we'd [D7] never have to [G] part [D7] so

Chorus

[G] Each time that we're a[Em]lone[C] Boogity boogity boogity boogity [D7] boogity boogity shoo[G] Sets my baby's [Em] heart all a [C] glow [D7]And [G] everytime we [B7] dance to[Em] Dip da dip da dip [C] dip da dip da dip[G] She always [D7] says she loves me [G] so, [D7] so

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[G] [Em] [C] [D7] Repeated. Lyrics spoken.Ooh..Darling, bomp bah bah bomp, bah bomp bah bomp bompAnd my honey, rama lama ding dong foreverAnd when I say, dip da dip da dip da dipYou know I mean it from the bottom of my boogity boogity boogity shoo

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Who Put The Bomp - Barry Mann

Billboard #7 1961

YELLOW ROSE OF TEXAS 4/4 1…2…123 (If sung without intro)

Intro: 4 2 2 2 2 4

There’s a Yellow Rose in Texas, that I am going to see She’s the sweetest rose in Texas this fellow ever knew

No other fellow knows her, nobody else but me Her eyes are bright as diamonds, they sparkle like the dew

She cried so when I left her, it like to broke my heart You may talk about your Laura and sing of Rosa Lee

And if I ever find her, we never more will part But the Yellow Rose of Texas means all the world to me

d e n - u k e . c o m denver uke community january... · from: richard g’s ukulele songbook run...

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