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Setlist for 2/6/2014

Song Artist Requested by

And It Stoned Me Van Morrison

Coming Into Los Angeles Arlo Guthrie

Freight Train Elizabeth Cotton

Handle With Care Traveling Wilbury's

Help Me Rhonda Beach Boys

I Dig Rock & Roll Music Peter Paul & Mary

I Hear Them All Old Crow Medicine Show

I've Got a Name Jim Croce

Jambalaya Hank Williams

Monday Monday Momas & Papas

Mr Spaceman Byrds

Shower The People James Taylor

Walk Right In The Rooftop Singers

Yakety Yak Coasters

Younger Girl Lovin' Spoonful

Edited by Joseph Guzzo

And It Stoned Me Van Morrison ©1969

G D C G

Half a mile from the county fair, and the rain came pouring down

G D C G

Me and Billy standing there with a silver half a crown

G D C G

Hands full of fishing rods, and the tackle on our backs

G D C G

We just stood there getting wet, with our backs against the fence

G D C G

And the rain let up, and the sun came out, we were getting dry

G D C G

Almost glad a pickup truck nearly passed us by

G D C G

So we jumped right in and the driver grinned and he dropped us up the road

G D C G

We looked at the swim, and we jumped right in not to mention fishing poles

Repeat Chorus and Bridge:

Solo: Play verse and chorus chords

G D C G

On the way back home we sang a song, but our throats were getting dry

G D C G

Then we saw the man from across the road with the sunshine in his eyes

G D C G

Well he lived all alone in his own little home with a great big gallon jar

G D C G

There were bottles too, one for me and you, and he said "Hey there you are"

Repeat Chorus and Bridge:

Outro:

G C C G

And it stoned me to my soul

G D

Stoned me just like jelly roll

Em G

And it stoned me

G C C G


G D

Stoned me just like going home

Em G (hold)

And it stoned me.

Chorus:

Am D

Oh, the water

Am D

Oh, the water

Am D Em

Oh, the water

Em D (arpeggio)

(1) Hope it don’t rain on me

(2) Let it run all over me

(3) Get it myself from the mountain stream.

Bridge:

G C C G


G D

Stoned me just like jelly roll

Em G

And it stoned me

G C C G


G D

Stoned me just like going home

Em G

And it stoned me

Coming Into Los Angeles (Arlo Guthrie)

Intro: Am Am/G D/F# F C E E7

| + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + :|

Am Am/G D/F#

Coming in from London from over the pole F C E E7 Flying in a big air li ner

Am Am/G D/F# Chickens flying everywhere around the plane

F C E E7 Could we ever feel much fi ner. Chorus: Am Am/G D/F# Coming into Los Angeles Am Am/G D/F# Bringing in a couple of keys Am Am/G D/F# Don’t touch my bags if you please F C E E7 Mr. customs man

.

Am Am/G D/F# there’s a guy with a ticket to Mexico F C E E7 No he couldn’t look much stranger

Am Am/G D/F# Walking in the hall with his bags and all.

F C E E7

Smile, said he was the lone ranger

Repeat Chorus

Solo: Am Am/G D/F# F C E E7

| + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + |

Am Am/G D/F# F C E E7

| + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + |

X2

Repeat Chorus

Am Am/G D/F# Hip woman walking on moving floor F C E E7 Trippen on the escalator

Am Am/G D/F# theres a guy in line and he’s blowing his mind

F C E E7

thinking that he’s already made her!

Repeat Chorus

Note: Repeat last two lines of chorus

Freight Train by Elizabeth Cotton

Open or capo to suit

C G7

Freight train, freight train, goin' so fast,

G C

freight train, freight train, goin' so fast

E7 F

Please don't tell what train I'm on,

C G7 C

so they won't know where I'm gone.

C G7

Freight train, freight train, goin' round the bend,

G C

freight train, freight train, comin' back again

E7 F

One of these days turn that train around,

C G7 C

and go back to my home town.

C G7

One more place I'd like to be,

G C

one more place I'd like to see

E7 F

To watch them old Blue Ridge Mountains climb,

C G7 C

when I ride old Number Nine.

Solo:

C G7

When I die Lord, bury me deep,

G C

down at the end of Chestnut Street

E7 F

Where I can hear old Number Nine,

C G7 c

as she comes down the line.

C G7

Freight train, freight train, goin' so fast,

G C

freight train, freight train, goin' so fast

E7 F

Please don't tell what train I'm on,

C G7 C

so they won't know where I'm gone.

Handle With Care by Traveling Wilburys

D C G 2x

D C G D

Been beat up and battered 'round,

C G D

been sent up, and I've been shot down

C G Em

You're the best thing that I've ever found;

C D G

handle me with care

D C G D

Reputations changeable,

C G D

situations tolerable

C G Em

But baby, you're adorable;

C D

handle me with care

G B7 C D

I'm so tired of being lonely,

G B7 C D

I still have some love to give

G B7 C D G

Won't you show me that you really care

C G

Everybody's, got somebody, to lean on

C D

Put your body, next to mine, and dream on

D C G D

I've been fobbed off, and I've been fooled,

C G D

I've been robbed and ridiculed

C G Em

In day care centers and night schools;

C D G

handle me with care

Guitar Solo

D C G D

Been stuck in airports, terrorized,

C G D

sent to meetings, hypnotized

C G Em

Overexposed, commercialized;

C D

handle me with care

G B7 C D

I'm so tired of being lonely,

G B7 C D

I still have some love to give

G B7 C D G

Won't you show me that you really care

C G

Everybody's, got somebody, to lean on

C D

Put your body, next to mine, and dream on

C G D

I've been uptight and made a mess,

C G Em

but I'll clean it up myself, I guess

C G Em

Oh, the sweet smell of success;

C D G

handle me with care

Guitar Solo

Handle With CareTraveling Wilburys

||:D / C / G / :||D C GBeen beat up and battered aroundD C GBeen set up and I've been shut down

C G EmYou're the best thing that I ever foundC D GHandle me with care

D C GReputations changable, D C Gsituations tolerable

C G EmBut baby you're adorableC DHandle me with care

G B7 C DI'm so tired of being lonely.G B7 C DI still have some love to giveG B7 C D GWon't you show me that you really care.

C GEverybody's got somebody to lean on

C DPut your body next to mine and dream on

Handle With Care

D C GI've been fucked up and I've been fooled D C GI've been robbed and ridiculedC G EmIn daycare centers and night schoolsC D GHandle me with care

||:D / C / G / :||

D C GBeen stuck in airports terrorized, D C GSent to meetings hypnotized C G EmOverexposed commercializedC DHandle me with care

Repeat chorus

D C GI've been uptight and made a mess

D C GBut I'm cleaning up myself I guessC G EmOh the sweet smell of successC D GHandle me with care

Instrumental verse and fade

B7 C D Em G

Help Me Rhonda by The Beach Boys

G

Well, since she put me down

C G

I've been out doin' in my head

Come in late at night

C G

And in the morning I just lay in bed

Em

Well, Rhonda, you look so fine

C A7

And I know it wouldn't take much time

G

For you to help me Rhonda

C G

Help me get her out of my heart

D

Help me, Rhonda, help, help me Rhonda

G


D


G


C


Em


C D G

Help me, Rhonda, yeah, get her out of my heart

G

She was gonna be my wife

C G

And I was gonna be her man

But she let another guy

C G

Come between us, and it shattered our plans

Em

Well, Rhonda you caught my eye

C A7

And I'll give you lots of reasons why

G

You got to help me Rhonda

C G

Help me get her out of my heart

D


G


D


G


C


Em


C D G

Help me, Rhonda, yeah, get her out of my heart 2x

I Dig Rock And Roll Music Peter, Paul and Mary 1967

Intro;Play through the alternating Dand D7 chords of the first three lines to establish key and rhythm, then begin Verse 1 Verse 1 D D7 D D7 I dig Rock and Roll music, and I love to get the chance to play. (and sing it) D D7 D D7 I figure it’s about the happiest sound goin’ down today. Bm G Bm G The message may not move me, or mean a great deal to me, Bm E A A7 But, hey! It feels so groovy to say… Verse 2 D………D7 D D7 I dig the Mama’s and the Papas at “The Trip” Sunset Strip in L.A. D D7 D D7 And they got a good thing goin’ when the words don’t get in the way. (they got) (yeah) Bm G Bm G And when they’re really wailing, Michelle and Cass are sailing. (doo-doo-doo) (doo-doo-doo) Bm E A A7 Hey, they really nail me to the wall! (Yeah!) Verse 3 D D7 D D7 I dig Donovan, in a dream-like, tripped out way. D D7 D D7 His crystal images tell you ‘bout a brighter day. Bm G Bm G And when the Beatles tell you, they’ve got a word “Love” to sell you, Bm E A A7 They mean exactly what they say

Verse 4 D D7 D D7 I dig Rock and Roll music, I could really get it on in that scene. D D7 D D7 I think, I could say something, if you know what I mean. Bm G Bm G But if I really say it, the radio won’t play it, Bm E A A7 Unless I lay it between the lines! D D7 I dig Rock and Roll music... Repeat last line 2x, then repeat and fade… (Ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba Note; P,P and M sing this pretty up-tempo, in a style imitating the vocal styles of the Mamas and the Papas, extending the last word of each verse. They also sometimes imitate Donovan during his respective lines, and add some Liverpudlian spoken lines counterpointing the first “Beatle line” which I have not included

I Got A Name Charles Fox ©1973

(As sung by Jim Croce)

Intro:

D A Bm

Like the pine trees lining the winding road

Bm G A D

I got a name; - I got a name.

D A Bm

Like the singing bird and the croaking toad,

Bm E7 A

I got a name; I got a name.

F#m G G/Bb D

And I carry it with me like my daddy did,

F#/Bb F#/Db Bm E7/Ab A

But I’m living the dream - that he kept hid.

D A Bm

Like the north wind whistlin’ down the sky,

Bm G A D

I got a song; - I got a song.

D A Bm

Like the whippoorwill and the baby’s cry,

Bm E7 A

I got a song; I got a song.

F#m G G/Bb D

And I carry it with me and I sing it loud,


If it gets me nowhere - I’ll go there proud.

Instrumental:

D + + + A + + + Bm + + + |

Bm/A + + + G + + + A + + + D + + + | + + + + |

D + + + A/Db + + + Bm + + + | + + Bm/A + |

E7/Ab + + + | + + + + A + + + | + + + + |

F#m + + + G + G/Bb + D + + + |

F#/Bb + F#/Db + Bm + + + E7/Ab + + + A + + + | + + + + |

D + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + |

And I’m gonna go there free_______________.

D A Bm

Like the fool I am and I’ll always be

Bm G A D

I got a dream; - I got a dream.

D A Bm

They can change their minds, but they can’t change me,

Bm E7 A

I got a dream; I got a dream.

F#m G G/Bb D

Oh, I know I could share it if you’d want me to;


If you’re going my way, - I’ll go with you..

F#m G F#m B7

Movin’ me down the highway, rollin’ me down the highway,

G A D (4 measures and hold last D)

Movin’ ahead so life won’t pass me by.

Chorus 1: F#m G

Movin’ me down the highway, F#m B7

Rollin’ me down the highway, G A D - D - D - D Movin’ ahead so life won’t pass me by.

Chorus 2: F#m G

Movin’ me down the highway, F#m B7

Rollin’ me down the highway, G A D - D Movin’ ahead so life won’t pass me by.

Repeat Chorus 2 and do last 2 lines without pausing.

Repeat Chorus 1

I Hear Them All (Old Crow Medicine Show)

Intro: D D A A | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | A E F#m D | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | A E A A | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | D A I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering E A Hear them crying out for heaven’s own benevolence upon them D A Hear destructive pow’r prevailing, I hear fools falsely hailing A E F#m D To the crooked wits of tyrants when they call A E A I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all D A I hear the sounds of tearing pages and the roar of burning paper E A All the crimes and acquisition turn to air and ashen vapor D A And the rattle of the shackle far beyond emancipators A E F#m D And lowliest who gather in their stalls A E A I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all Solo: D D A A | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | E E A A | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + |

D D A A | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | A E F#m D | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | A E A A | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | D A So while you sit and whistle Dixie with your money and your power E A I can hear the flowers a-growing in the rubble of the towers D A I hear leaders quit their lying, I hear babies quit their crying A E F#m D I hear soldiers quit their dying one and all A E A I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all

Repeat Solo D A I hear the tender words from Zion, I hear Noah's waterfall E A Hear the gentle lamb of Juda sleeping at the feet of Buddha D A And the prophets from Elijah to the old Paiute Wovoka A E F#m D Take their places at the table when they're called A E A I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all A E F#m D I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all A E A I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all

I Hear Them All (Old Crow Medicine Show)

Intro: C C G G | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | G D Em C | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | G D G G | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | C G I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering D G Hear them crying out for heaven’s own benevolence upon them C G Hear destructive pow’r prevailing, I hear fools falsely hailing G D Em C To the crooked wits of tyrants when they call G D G I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all C G I hear the sounds of tearing pages and the roar of burning paper D G All the crimes and acquisition turn to air and ashen vapor C G And the rattle of the shackle far beyond emancipators G D Em C And lowliest who gather in their stalls G D G I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all Solo: C C G G | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | D D G G | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + |

C C G G | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | G D Em C | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | G D G G | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | C G So while you sit and whistle Dixie with your money and your power D G I can hear the flowers a-growing in the rubble of the towers C G I hear leaders quit their lying, I hear babies quit their crying G D Em C I hear soldiers quit their dying one and all G D G I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all

Repeat Solo C G I hear the tender words from Zion, I hear Noah's waterfall D G Hear the gentle lamb of Juda sleeping at the feet of Buddha C G And the prophets from Elijah to the old Paiute Wovoka G D Em C Take their places at the table when they're called G D G I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all G D Em C I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all G D G I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all Note: Capo II for original version.

Jambalaya (On the Bayou) (Hank Williams)

Intro: A A7 D D | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | D A Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh A A7 D Me gotta go pole the pirogue, down the bayou D A My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh A A7 D Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou Chorus: D A Jambalaya, and a crawfish pie, and fillet gumbo A A7 D Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma cher amio D A Pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gayo A A7 D Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou Solo: D D A A ||: + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | A A7 D D | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + :||

D A Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin' A A7 D Kinfolk come, to see Yvonne, by the dozen D A We dress in style, and go hog wild, me oh my oh A A7 D Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou

Repeat Chorus

Solo: D D A A ||: + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | A A7 D D | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + :||

Repeat Chorus

A A7 D Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou A A7 D Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou

Jambalaya (On the Bayou) (Hank Williams)

Intro: G G7 C C | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | C G Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh G G7 C Me gotta go pole the pirogue, down the bayou C G My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh G G7 C Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou Chorus: C G Jambalaya, and a crawfish pie, and fillet gumbo G G7 C Cause tonight, I'm gonna see my ma cher amio C G Pick guitar, fill fruit jar, and be gayo G G7 C Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou Solo: C C G G ||: + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | G G7 C C | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + :||

C G Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin' G G7 C Kinfolk come, to see Yvonne, by the dozen C G Dress in style, and go hog wild, me oh my oh G G7 C Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou

Repeat Chorus

Solo: C C G G ||: + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | G G7 C C | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + :||

Repeat Chorus

G G7 C Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou G G7 C Son of a gun, we'll have big fun, on the bayou

Monday Monday by Mamas and Papas Ver 1

Capo II

E Esus E Esus E

Ba-da ba-da-da-da 2x

E E Esus E Esus E

Monday, Monday Ba-da ba-da-da-da

E E Esus E Esus E

So good to me Ba-da ba-da-da-da

E Esus E D

Monday mornin', it was all I hoped it would be

G B

Oh Monday mornin', Monday mornin' couldn't guarantee

E Esus E

That Monday evenin' you would still be here with me

E Esus E

Monday, Monday can't trust that day

Esus E D

Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way

G B

Oh Monday mornin' you gave me no warnin' of what was to be

E Esus E

Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me

F

Every other day (every other day), every other day

D

Every other day of the week is fine, yeah

F

But whenever Monday comes, but whenever Monday comes

E D

A-you can find me cryin' all of the time

F# F#sus4 F# F#sus4

Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da

F# F#sus4 F# F#sus4

So good to me (ba-da ba-da-da-da

F# F#sus4 F# E


A F#


F# F#sus4 F#


G

Every other day, every other day

E


G


D# G# F#

You can find me cryin' all of the time

E E Esus E Esus E

Monday, Monday ba-da ba-da-da-da)

E Esus E Esus

can't trust that day (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

E Esus E Esus

Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

E Esus E Esus

It just turns out that way (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

E Esus E Esus

Whoa, Monday, Monday,(ba-da ba-da-da-da)

E Esus E Esus

won't go away (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

E Esus E Esus

Monday, Monday, (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

E Esus E Esus

it's here to stay (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

E Esus E Esus

Oh Monday, Monday (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

E Esus E Esus


Monday, Monday by Mamas and Papas Ver 2

F# F#sus F# F#sus 2x

Ba-da ba-da-da-da

F# F#sus F# F#sus


F# F#sus F# F#sus

So good to me (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

F# F#sus F# E


A C#


F# F#sus F#


F# F#sus F#

Monday, Monday can't trust that day

F#sus F# E

Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way

A C#

Oh Monday mornin' you gave me no warnin' of what was to be

F# F#sus F#

Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me

G

Every other day (every other day), every other day

E


G


F# D#

A-you can find me cryin' all of the time

G# G#sus G# G#sus


G# G#sus G# G#sus

So good to me (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

G# G#sus G# F#


B D#


G# G#sus G#


A

Every other day, every other day

F#


A


D# G# F#

You can find me cryin' all of the time

F# F#sus F# F#sus


F# F#sus F# F#sus

can't trust that day (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

F# F#sus F# F#sus


F# F#sus F# F#sus

It just turns out that way (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

F# F#sus F# F#sus

Whoa, Monday, Monday,(ba-da ba-da-da-da)

F# F#sus F# F#sus

won't go away (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

F# F#sus F# F#sus

Monday, Monday, (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

F# F#sus F# F#sus

it's here to stay (ba-da ba-da-da-da)

F# F#sus F# F#sus


F# F#sus F# F#sus


Mr. Spaceman (The Byrds)

Intro: G A7 D7 G ||: + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + :|| G A7 Woke up this mornin' with light in my eyes D7 G And then realized, it was still dark outside G A7 It was a light comin' down from the sky D7 G I don't know who or why G A7 Must be those strangers that come every night D7 G Whose saucer-shaped light, put people up tight G A7 Leave blue green footprints that glow in the dark D7 G I hope they get home all right Chorus: D C Hey, Mr. Spaceman Am G Won't you please take me along, I won't do anything wrong D C Hey, Mr. Spaceman Am D7 G Won't you please take me along for a ride

Solo: G A7 D7 G ||: + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + :||

Repeat Chorus

G A7 Woke up this mornin', I was feelin’ quite weird D7 G Had flies in my beard, my toothpaste was smeared G A7 Over my window, they'd written my name D7 G Said: So long we'll see you again

Repeat Chorus

Solo: G A7 D7 G ||: + + + + | + + + + | + + + + | + + + + :||

Repeat Chorus

Shower the peopleJames Taylor

D AYou can play the game and you can act out the part

Bm D/A GThough you know it wasn't written for you

D A A#dim7But tell me, how can you stand there with your broken heart

Bm D/A GAshamed of playing the foolD A Bm D/A GOne thing can lead to another; it doesn't take any sacrifice

D A A#dim7Oh, father and mother, sister and brother,

Bm D G D/F#if it feels nice, don't think twice. Just

Em7 AShower the people you love with loveEm7 AShow them the way that you feelEm7 A A#dim7 Bm F#dim7Things are gonna work out fine if you only will do as I sayEm7 AShower the people you love with loveEm7 AShow them the way that you feelEm7 A A#dim7 Bm C GThings are gonna be much better if you only will.

Shower the people

D A You can run but you cannot hide;Bm D Gthis is widely known

D A A#dim7And what you plan to do with your foolish pride

Bm D Gwhen you're all by yourself alone

D AOnce you tell somebody the way that you feel

Bm D/A Gyou can feel it beginning to ease

D AI think it's true what they say about the squeaky wheelBm D Galways getting the grease. Better to

repeat chorus; instead of "do as I say", "what I'd like to do to you"

Em7 A||: + + + + | + + + +:||

Em7 A Em7 A||:Shower the people you love with love; show them the way that you feel :||ad lib over above repeated line:

They say in every life,They say the rain must fallJust like pouring rainMake it rainLove is sunshine.

A A#dim7

3

Bm C D

D/A Em7 F#dim7 G

WALK RIGHT IN

G

(The Rooftop Singers)Intro: C C A D G C

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C A Walk right in, sit right down D G C Daddy, let your mind roll on. C A Walk right in, sit right down, D G Daddy, let your mind roll on.

CHORUS I C G C G Everybody's talkin' 'bout a new way of walkin', F Do you want to lose your mind? C A Walk right in, sit right down, D G C Daddy, let your mind roll on

Verse 2

C A Walk right in, sit right down D G C Baby let your hair hang down. C A Walk right in, sit right down, D G Baby let your hair hang down.

CHORUS II

C G C G Everybody's talkin' 'bout a new way of walkin', F Do you want to lose your mind? C A Walk right in, sit right down, D G C Baby let your hair hang down

SOLO

Verse 3 C A Walk right in, sit right down D G C Daddy, let your mind roll on. C A Walk right in, sit right down, D G Daddy, let your mind roll on

CHORUS III

C G C G Everybody's talkin' 'bout a new way of walkin', F do you want to lose your mind? C A Walk right in, sit right down, D G C Daddy, let your mind roll on C G Eb C Daddy, let your mind roll on

Yakety Yak by the Coasters

N/C G

Take out the papers and the trash

C

Or you don't get no spendin' cash

D

If you don't scrub that kitchen floor

G

You ain't gonna rock and roll no more

N/C

Yakety yak (don't talk back)

G

Just finish cleanin' up your room

C

And sweep the dust out with that broom

D

Get all that garbage out of sight

G

Or you don't go out Friday night


G

You just put on your coat and hat

C

And walk yourself to the Laundromat

D

And when you finish doin' that

G

Bring in the dog and put out the cat


G

Don't you give me no dirty looks

C

Your father's hip, he knows what cooks

D

Just tell your hoodlum friend outside

G

You ain't got time to take a ride


Younger Girl (Lovin Spoonful)

Intro: Dm Em F G

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Dm Em F G She’s one of those girls who seem to come in the spring Dm Em F G One look in her eyes and you forget everything Bb G7 You had ready to say – and I saw her today – yeah… Chorus: C G7 C A younger girl keeps a rollin’ cross my mind C D7 G No matter how much I try, I can’t seem to leave her memory behind Am I remember her eyes, soft dark and brown D7 Said she’d never been in trouble or even in town C G7 C A younger girl keeps a rollin cross my mind Solo: intro chords Dm Em F G

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Dm Em F G

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C G7 C A Younger Girl keep’s a rollin’ cross my mind

Dm Em F G And should I hang around acting like her brother Dm Em F G In a few more years, they’d call us right for each other Bb G7 And why….. If I wait I’ll just die…

Repeat Chorus

Dm Em F G

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Repeat first verse C G7 C A Younger Girl keep’s a rollin’ cross my mind (2x)

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