Songs You Know By Heart

Buffet Hotel

Feeding Frenzy 

Havana Daydreamin'

Far Side of the World

One Particular Harbor

Jimmy Buffett (born December 25, 1946 in Pascagoula, Mississippi, United States) is a singer/songwriter, best known for his &quot;island escapism&quot; lifestyle and music including hits such as &quot;Margaritaville&quot; and &quot;Come Monday&quot;. He has a rabid, but genial, cult following known as &quot;Parrotheads.&quot; They call the youngest members &quot;Parakeets.&quot;   Buffett has written three No. 1 best sellers. Tales from Margaritaville and Where Is Joe Merchant? both spent over seven months on the New York Times Best Seller fiction list.

Intro: D  G  D  G

D               G               D                  G
I never used to miss the chance to climb up on his knee
D                   G          E                A
And listen to those many tales of life upon the sea 
F#m                     G           F#m                   G
We'd go sailing back on Barkentines and talk of things he did
F#m              G                E    A         D 
Tomorrow just a day away for the Captain and the kid 

His world had gone from sailing ships to raking mom's backyard 
He never could adjust to land although he tried so hard 
We both were growing older then and wiser with our years 
That's when I came to understand the course his heart still steers 

Bridge: F#m  G  F#m  G  F#m  G  E  A  D

He died about a month ago while winter filled the air 
And though I cried I was so proud to love a man so rare 
He's somewhere on the ocean now that place he oughta be 
With one hand on the starboard rail he's wavin' back at me 

I never used to miss the chance to climb up on his knee 
And listen to the many tales of life upon the sea 
We'd go sailing back on Barkentines and talk of things he did 
The world was just a day away for the Captain and the kid

        E    A     D   
For the Captain and this kid 

D  Dsus4  D  Dsus4 D

The Captain And The Kid

A           D
I?m nobody from nowhere
Em7                        D
You?d have ever heard of anyway
A             D
Ain?t no city way down there
Em7
You could have heard a pin drop
D
Any time of day.

A
But I'm not sorry
D
I'm not sad
Em7
Tho it might take a whole day
D
Just to drive down there and visit
A
Not to worry
D 
Not too bad
Em7 
Nothin much to do
Em7                    D
But that ain?t such a hardship really is it?

A
When you?re waiting for a car to drive by
D                     Em7                     D
Just so you can wave Hello? Hello? Hello?
A
Staring at a starry night sky
D                         Em7                D
Dreaming up some place to go, to go, to go
D
til that day comes
A
I'll be here
D                A
alone without a care
Em7        D          A
Nobody, nobody from nowhere.

A           D
I'm nobody from nowhere
Em7                        D
You'd have ever heard of anyhow
A 
Ain't no reason
D 
You should care
Em7 
There's a P. O. box and a 4-way stop
D
Some farms and fields and cows

A
We're just waiting for a car to drive by
D                     Em7
Just so you can wave hello hello hello hello
A
Staring at a starry night sky
D                         Em7                      D
Dreaming up some place to go, to go, to go, to go
D
til that day comes
A
I'll be there
D                A
alone without a care
Em7       D           A
Nobody, nobody from nowhere.

Nobody From Nowhere

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Son Of A Son Of A Sailor

Intro/Verse
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Outro
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One Particular Harbour

Verse:
C                        F                     G                               C
 Headed up to San Francisco for the Labor Day weekend show. 
 Yes it's been quite a summer. Rent-a -cars and west bound trains.
 I hope you're enjoying the scenery, I know it's pretty up there.
                              F                                    G                                            C
 I've got my hushpuppies on, I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and roll.
 And now you're off on vacation, something you tried to explain.
 We can go hiking on Tuesday, with you I'd walk anywhere.
F/D               F                      G
 And, Honey I didn't know that I'd be missing you so.
 And, Darling it's I love you so, that's the reason I just let yo go.
 California has worn me quite thin, I just can't wait till I see you again.

Chorous:
          F                     C                               F                        G
 Come Monday it'll be all right. Come Monday I'll be holding you tight. I spent 
 C                  Em           F                        G          F                     G                   C
 four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze and I just want you back by my side.
Bridge:
Dmaj7     Gmaj7              Dmaj7                                  Gmaj7               Dmaj7
 I can't      help it honey,      you're that much apart     of me now.
                             Gmaj7                                    Fmaj7                                     G7
 Remember that night in Montana when we said there'd be no room for doubt.
 Coda:
                                 Em           F                          G          F                      G                   Bb          F         C
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. haze   and I just want you back by my side.

Come Monday

G C Am7 Bm7 Am

Intro - Fingerpicked G for 8 bars

G                                      
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard your call, 
  C                                           Am7        G
I wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall.
              Am7 Bm7 Am7        G
Youve seen it all,    youve seen it all.

G
Watched the men who rode you, switch from sails to steam. 
    C 					               Am7   G
And in your belly you hold the treasures that few have ever seen. 
             Am7 Bm7 Am7          G
Most of them dreams, most of them dreams.

G
Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late. 
    C 							              Am7       G
The cannons dont thunder, theres nothing to plunder, Im an over forty victim of fate; 
             Am7 Bm7 Am7          G
arriving too late,       arriving too late.

A Pirate Looks At 40

D            G           A            D
Boat drinks,  Boys in the band ordered boat drinks. 
G              A             D
Visitors just scored on the home rink. 
G           A          D      G A
Everything seems to be wrong. 

Lately, newspaper mentioned cheap airfare. 
I've got to fly to Saint Somewhere. 
I'm close to bodily harm. 

G        A             D
Twenty degress and the hockey games on. 
G       A             D
Nobody cares; they are way too far gone, 
                       G
screamin' "Boat drinks," somethin' 
   A             D       G A
to keep them all warm. 

    




This morning, I shot six holes in my freezer. 
I think I got cabin fever. 
Somebody sound the alarm.
 
(Bridge)
Fmaj7                    C          
I'd like to go where the pace or life's slow. 
          G                          C
Could you beam me somewhere, Mister Scott? 
Fmaj7                  C
Any old place here on Earth or in space. 
E                       A         
You pick the century and I'll pick the spot. 


I know I should be leaving this climate. 
I got a verse but can't rhyme it. 
I gotta go where it's warm. 

Boat drinks, Waitress I need two more boat drinks. 
Then I'm headin south 'fore my dream shrinks. 
I gotta where it's warm. 

G       A             D 
I gotta go where it's warm. 
G       A             D
I gotta go where it's warm. 
G        A             G         A
I gotta go where there ain't any snow, 
G                     A
where there ain't any blow, 
G                      A
'cause my fin sinks so low. 
G       A             DGD
I gotta go where its warm.

Boat Drinks

Intro:  G   D   A  G D

D                 G                    
I took off for a weekend last month 
        A                      D
Just to try and recall the whole year
                     G                
All of the faces and all of the places 
     A                      D
Wonderin' where they all disappeared
Bm                  F#m          
I didn't ponder the question too long 
      G                       A
I was hungry and went out for a bite
     G                 D             
Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum 
       A                    D
and we wound up drinkin' all night


(Chorus)
           G                     D
It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
 A                        D
Nothing remains quite the same
     G                      D
With all of our running and all of our cunning 
    A                         G      D
if we couldn't laugh we would all go insane


Reading departure signs in some big airport 
Reminds me of the places I've been
Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure 
Makes me want to go back again
If it suddenly ended tomorrow
I could somehow adjust to the fall
Good times and riches and son of a bitches 
I've seen more than I can recall

(2nd Chorus:)  
These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
Through all of the islands and all of the highlands 
If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane

I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine
I wish I could jump on a plane
So many nights I just dream of the ocean 
God I wish I was sailin' again
Oh, yesterday's over my shoulder
So I can't look back for too long
There's just too much to see waiting in front of me 
And I know that I just can't go wrong



(3rd Chorus:)
With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes
Nothing remains quite the same
With all of my running and all of my cunning 
If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane
If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane
   
A                        G      A    G   DAGAD

Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes

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same chords for the whole song

Cheesburger In Paradise

Intro: 
Bm   A   Bm   G   Bm   A   D 


	  G          A	      D
Tried to amend my carnivorous habits
G              A       D
Made it nearly seventy days
         G             A           D
Losin' weight without speed, eatin' sunflower seeds
E				  A
Drinkin' lots of carrot juice and soakin' up rays
       G	 A          D	      
But at night I'd have these wonderful dreams
G             A      Bm
Some kind of sensuous treat
       G         D           G	    D
Not zucchini, fettuccini or bulgur wheat
      G        D          A            D
But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat




Chorus:
     G   A       D
     Cheeseburger in paradise
     G         A             D
     Heaven on Earth with an onion slice
     G        A          D
     Not too particular, not too precise
                G     D         A    D
     I'm just a Cheeseburger in paradise

Heard about the old time sailor men
They eat the same thing again and again
Warm beer and bread they said could raise the dead
Well it reminds me of the menu at a Holiday Inn

But times change, sailors these days
When I'm in port I get what I need
Not just Havanas or bananas or daiquiris
But that American creation on which I feed

Chorus 2:
     Cheeseburger in Paradise
     Medium rare with mustard be nice
     Heaven on Earth with an onion slice
     I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise

    (Muted)
    I like mine with lettuce and tomato
    Heinz 57 and French fried potatoes
    Big kosher pickle and a cold draft beer
    Well good God almighty which way do I steer for my

Chorus 3:
     Cheeseburger in Paradise
     Makin' the best of every virtue and vice
     Worth every damn bit of sacrifice to get a
     Cheeseburger in Paradise
     I need a Cheeseburger in Paradise
     I'm just a Cheeseburger in Paradise

Cheeseburger In Paradise

D
Ramadan is over,
G
The new moon's shown her face
A
I'm halfway round the planet,
         G	      A     D
In a most unlikely place.

D
Following ...
G
Past ...
A
Behind ...
        G	      A	    D
With bananas piled on top.

D
I ...
G
It's ...
A
Away ...
            G	      A	    D
"Maybe Amsterdam or Rome"

D
Awakened...
G
With...
A
On ...
         G	     A	          D
God I do love this job so.

       G		       D
So while I make my move
	    A	            D
On the big board game
             G		                      D
Up and down a Spanish highway,
          A		               D
Some things remain the same.
G	       D
Girls meet boys
	     A	              Bm
and the boys tease girls
         G			D
I'm heading out this morning,
	    A		           D
For the Far Side of the World.

# Verse: D G A D
# Chorus: G D A D x 2
                G D A Bm
                G D A D

Far Side Of The World

Intro: B C
         F# G 


B   C       B C                   F#     G
Grapefruit, my bathing suit, chew a little juicy fruit
              C
Wash away the night
B      C     B         C              F#        G
Drive in, you guzzle gin, commit a little mortal sin
                          C
It's good for the soul

       Dm7   G7  Cmaj7       C6
And oh it gets so damn lonely 
Dm7            G7      Cmaj7
when you're on a plane alone
Dm7    G7
And if I had the money, honey 
       Cmaj7    C6
I'd strap you in beside me
D7
And never ever leave you, 
G7
leave you at home all alone and crying

# Verse: B C x2
             F# G
# Chorus: Dm7 G7 Cmaj7 C6
                Dm7 G7 Cmaj
               Dm7 G7 Cmaj C6
                D7
                G7

Grapefruit - Juicyfruit

A				         D			    A
He went to Paris looking for answers to questions that bothered him so.
A					 D			 E7
He was impressive, young and aggressive, savin' the world on his own.
        D			 A			 D                   E7
But the warm summer breezes, the French wine and cheeses put his ambition at bay
    A
The summers and winters scattered like splinters
    D           E7             A
And four or five years slipped away.


Then he went to England, played the piano, and married an Actress named Kim.
They had a fine life, she was a good wife and bore him a young son named Jim.
And all of the answers and all of the questions he locked in his attic one day
'Cause he liked the quiet clean county livin'
And twenty more years slipped away.

Well the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady, and left him with only one eye.
His body was battered, his whole world was shattered, all he could do was just cry.
While the tears were a-fallin' he was recallin' answers he never found.
So he hopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean
And left England without a sound.

Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's and drinks his Green Label each day.
Writing his memoirs, losin' his hearin', but he don't care what people say.
Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion, if he likes you he'll smile, then he'll say
"Jimmy, some of it's magic, some of it's tragic,
But I had a good life all the way."
    A                                      D       E7
And he went to Paris lookin' for answers to questions that
             A
bothered him so.

He Went To Paris

Simplified intro and fill for uke

intro
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D
Nibblin' on sponge cake, watchin' the sun bake 
                                  A  
All of those tourist covered with oil
A7		
Strummin' my four string, on my front porch swing
                                        D   D7
Smell those shrimp they're beginnin' to boil

G       A             D             D7
Wastin' away again in Margarita-ville
G         A                     D   D7
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
G    A                           D  A     G
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
D     A                  D
But I know it's nobody's fault

D
I don't know the reason, I stayed here all season
                                   A     
Nothin' to show but this brand new tattoo
A7	
But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie
	                        D   D7
But how it got here I haven't a clue


G       A             D             D7
Wastin' away again in Margarita-ville
G         A                     D   D7
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
G    A                           D  A     G
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
D     A                   D
But I know it could be my fault


D
I blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop-top
                                  A    
Cut my heel had to cruise on back home
A7		
But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render
                                        D   D7
That frozen concoction that helps me hang on


G       A             D             D7
Wastin' away again in Margarita-ville
G         A                     D   D7
Searchin' for my lost shaker of salt
G    A                           D  A     G
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
D     A                     D
But I know it's my own damn fault

G    A                           D  A     G
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame
D     A                     D
But I know it's my own damn fault

Margaritaville

G
As the son of a son of a sailor

       F          C         G
I went out on the sea for adventure

 C                           G
Expanding the view of the captain and crew

       D                        G
Like a man just released from indenture

 G
As a dreamer of dreams and a traveling man

         F         C      G
I have chalked up many a mile

      C                      G
Read dozens of books about heroes and crooks

      D                              G
And learned much from both of their styles

 F             C                                G
Son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor

 F              C
Son of a gun, load the last ton

 C                      G
One step ahead of the jailer

 G                             F      C      G
Now way in the near future, southeast of disorder

          C                     G
You can shake the hand of the mango man

        D                G
As he greets you at the border

 G                   
And the lady she hails from Trinidad

 F      C       G
Island of the spices

 C                        G
Salt for your meat, and cinnamon sweet

         D                        G
And the rum is for all your good vices

 F                       C                                               G
Haul the sheet in as we ride on the wind that our forefather harnessed before us

 F                         C
Hear the bell ring as the tide rigging sings

 C                          G
It's the son of a gun of a chorus

 G 
Where it all ends, I can't fathom my friends

       F           C           G
If I knew I might toss out my anchor

     C                        G
So I'll cruise along always searching for songs

        D                  G
Not a lawyer a thief or a banker

       F             C                               G
But a son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor

 F             C
Son of a gun, load the last ton

 C                     G
One step ahead of the jailer

              F             C                               G
I'm just the son of a son, son of a son, son of a son of a sailor

    F                        C
The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains

          C                      G
I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer

F    
I don't know
        C7
I don't know
 F                     Bb    
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
         F  C7   F
When the volcano blow


F                   Bb    F    F, C7, F
Ground she's movin' under me
                Bb     F    F, C7, F
Tidal waves out on the sea
                 Bb     F    F, C7, F
Sulphur smoke up in the sky
               Bb       F    F, C7, F
Pretty soon we learn to fly


 F    
I don't know
        C7
I don't know
 F                     Bb    
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
         F  C7   F
When the volcano blow


F               Bb     F    F, C7, F
My girl quickly say to me
                Bb         F    F, C7, F
Mon, you better watch your feet
               Bb       F    F, C7, F
Lava come down soft and hot
                          Bb      F    F, C7, F
You better lava me now or lava me not


 F    
I don't know
        C7
I don't know
 F                     Bb    
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
         F  C7   F
When the volcano blow


F                Bb       F    F, C7, F
No time to count what I'm worth
                       Bb     F    F, C7, F
'Cause I just left the planet earth
             Bb           F    F, C7, F
Where I go I hope there's rum
                 Bb   F    F, C7, F
Not to worry mon soon come


 F    
I don't know
        C7
I don't know
 F                     Bb    
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
         F  C7   F
When the volcano blow


      F                     Bb       F
But I don't want to land in New York City
                      C7  F
Don't want to land in Mexico
                         Bb         F
Don't want to land on no Three Mile Island
                     C7    F
Don't want to see my skin aglow


F                     Bb        F
Don't want to land in Commanche Sky park
                 C7    F
Or in Nashville, Tennessee
                         Bb       F
Don't want to land in no San Juan airport
             C7     F
Or the Yukon Territory


                      Bb    F
Don't want to land no San Diego
                         C7       F
Don't want to land in no Buzzards Bay
                         Bb      F
Don't want to land on no Eye-Yatullah
              C7      F
I got nothing more to say


 F    
I don't know
        C7
I don't know
 F                     Bb    
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
         F  C7   F
When the volcano blow, just a-one more


 F    
I don't know
        C7
I don't know
 F                     Bb    
I don't know where I'm a gonna go
         F  C7   F
When the volcano blows

Volcano

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D            D7             G                   D
I really do, appreciate the fact you're sittin' here
D                                        E7                 A7 
Your voice sounds so wonderful, but your face don't look too clear
   G                        D
So barmaid bring a pitcher, another round o' brew
      G             A            D        D7
Honey why don't we get drunk and screw

Chorus:
     G                          D
     Why don't we get drunk and screw?
     E7                             A7
     I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you
         G
     They say you are a snow queen
           D
     Honey I don't think that's true
          G           A             D
     So,  why don't we get drunk and screw

Pick it Coral Reefers, here we go...

Chorus:
     Why don't we get drunk and screw?
     I just bought a waterbed filled up for me and you.
     They say you are a snow queen,
     Honey I don't think that's true.
     So, why don't we get drunk and screw?
     Yeah, now baby I say, Lord!
     Why don't we get drunk and screw

Why Don't We Get Drunk

C   
Jaja, okay okay
                  F
Ya sé qué pasa aquí
   A#                            C
Encuentras la grandeza frente a ti
             C
Y no sabes bien qué sentir
       F            A#                      C
Es adorable, que jamás los humanitos cambiarán
           C       F
Despierta ya, oye bien, 
           A#                   C
este como ves es Maui, de verdad
             C                F
Sé que como yo no encuentras dos
        A#          C
Lo que miras es un semi Dios

[Coro 1]
Am         F           C
  Yo solo sé decir de nada
        E7               Am
Por el mar, el cielo, el sol
                F            C
No hay de que agradecer, de nada
     E7                    C
Soy sólo un ordinario semi yo

[Estrofa 2]
C                                F  
Hey, ¿qué fortachón el cielo elevó?
                        A#
Cuando eras de esta altura, éste
C                  C
  Si la noche enfrió, 
                  F
¿quién fue quien fuego te llevó?
       A#          
¿Qué, alguien me nombró? 
C              C       F
  Oh, yo sólo lazo el sol
          A#                    C
De nada, para estirar tu diversión
          C       F
Brisa yo hago soplar, de nada, 
   A#           C
y así tus velas elevar

[Coro 2]
Am        F            C
  Yo sólo sé decir de nada, 
        E7                  Am
por las islas que traje del mar
              F                  C
No ruegues jamás, nunca más, de nada
         E7                     Am
¡Ha! Genial es mi manera de servir, 
    F
de nada, 
    C
de nada

[Parte Rap]
C
De nada dudes ya
Hey, honestamente te explicaré 
de natural modo cada fenómeno
El mar, el sol, el gas, 
oh, ese es Maui hablando de más
Anguilas que, yo las enterré, 
de la palmera los cocos creé
Un consejo, una lección te doy
No me molestes si en mi descanso estoy
Am
  El tapiz que en mi piel se ve, 
F
  es el mapa de lo que gané
C
  Por donde fui provoqué mil sucesos
E7
  Ve al pequeñín mini Maui nomás zapateando,
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ¡Hey!

[Coro 3]
Am          F              C
  Yo sólo puedo decir, de nada (de nada)
           E7              Am
Por el mundo especial que doy
                 F           C
No hay de que agradecer, de nada (de nada)
    E7                     Am
De nada hablaré, que ya me voy
          F            C
Te toca a ti decir de nada (de nada)
       E7             Am
Pues quiero esa barca ya
             F          C
Muy lejos navegaré, de nada (de nada)
       E7               Am
Pues Maui nada sabe de nadar
              F                 C  F C
(De nada) De nada (De nada) de nada
         C
Y gracias

De Nada

BAA BAA BLACK SHEEP


C         G
Baa, baa, black sheep,
F            C
Have you any wool?

F        C
Yes sir, yes sir,
G          C
Three bags full.

C           G
One for the master,
F           C
One for the dame,

F               C
And one for the little boy
G                  C
Who lives down the lane.

Baa Baa Black Sheep

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Row, Row, Row Your Boat

Am      C              F              C
I had a dream, we were sipping whisky neat
        F              C                 G
Highest floor, the Bowery, and nowhere’s high enough
    Am              C                F             C
Somewhere along the lines, we stopped seeing eye to eye
         F               C           G
You were staying out all night and I had enough


      F           Am             F                    C       
No, I don't wanna know where you been or where you're goin’
      F               Am                 G
But I know I won't be home and you'll be on your own


            F                    C                G
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning?
            F                 C                 G
Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep?
             F                C               G         E7   Am
Who's waking up to drive you home when you're drunk and all alone?
             F                    C                G
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning, it ain’t me


Am        C              G         F   
Ow-ow, ah-ah the Bowery, ow-ow, ah-ah whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F         C              Am        G
Ow-ow, ah-ah the Bowery, ow-ow, ah-ah whiskey neat
F           C       G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

Am     C           G      F   
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F      C           Am     G
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
F           C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)


Am  C  Am       C              F           C
       I had a dream, we were back to seventeen
       F                   C            G
Summer nights and the Libertines, never growing up
Am             C          F                 C
I'll take with me the polaroids and the memories
        F              C                G
But you know I'm gonna leave behind the worst of us


             F                    C                G
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning?
             F                 C                 G
Who's gonna rock you when the sun won't let you sleep?
             F                C               G         E7   Am
Who's waking up to drive you home when you're drunk and all alone?
             F                    C                G               
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning

         F      C     G
It ain’t me, no-o, no-o
         F      C     G
It ain’t me, no-o, no-o
         F      C     G  E7  Am
It ain’t me, no-o, no-o
             F                    C                G                
Who's gonna walk you through the dark side of the morning, it ain’t me


Am     C           G      F   
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F      C           Am     G
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
F           C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

Am     C           G      F   
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F      C           Am     G
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
F           C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

Am     C           G      F   
Ow-ow, the Bowery, ow-ow, the whiskey neat
Am          C       G         G
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I (it ain’t me)

F            C           Am           G
No no, no no no, Bowery, no no, no no no, whiskey neat
F           C       G                     Am
Where y’go, I’m so, grateful, I, it ain’t me

It Ain't Me

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Here We Go Round The Mulberry Bush

(Verse)
Em              G                                     
47 millionaires on a ship with marble squares
D
Licking up their lollipops
A           C
No one ever interrupts
Em              G                           
47 millionaires on a ship with marble squares
D
Playing with their teddy bears
A                 C      Em
talking 'bout the rising fares
Em              G                            
47 millionaires on a ship with marble squares
D
Whistling to their favorite song
A                  C
Dancing, laughing, all night long
Em              G                             
47 millionaires on a ship with marble squares 
D
Praying to the morning sun 
A                  C      Em
Talking with their golden tongue

(Pre-chorus)
      G            D      Em  
And I wished I was one of them
      G            D      Em
And I wished I was one of them

(Chorus)
    C                            G
I'd love to be a millionaire, I wished I had a golden mare
    D                                  Em
And I would waste my precious time, by looking for the perfect rime
C                           G
Life is easy, life is good, it would be like Hollywood
   D            C      Em
If I could be a millionaire

(Verse)
Em              G                           
47 millionaires on a ship with marble squares
      D
There was a wave, that killed 
             A            C
Them all and now the lollipops are gone
Em              G                           
47 millionaires on a ship with marble squares
D
Travelling to the Nowhere-Land
A                     C     Em
Where nasty pleasures never end

(Pre-chorus)
      G            D      Em 
And I wished I was one of them 
      G            D      Em
And I wished I was one of them

(Bridge)
    Em          D               Em        D              Em           
Hey tell me how can it be, that money can set you free,  tell me 
    D               C         D
How can it be, that money can set you

Em          D               Em        D              Em           
Tell me how can it be, that money can set you free,  tell me 
    D               C         D
How can it be, that money can set you,  
C         D        Em
Money can set you free

(Chorus)
    C                            G
I'd love to be a millionaire, I wished I had a golden mare
    D                                  Em
And I would waste my precious time, by looking for the perfect rime
C                           G
Life is easy, life is good, it would be like Hollywood
   D            C      Em
If I could be a millionnaire
        D            C      Em
If only I could be a millionaire

47 Millionaires

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Hunting For Witches

Am
There's a sadness all around us
          F                         C
There are words we're too afraid to say
                                        Am
The things that I thought would last forever
    F              G
Are changing every day

          Am
There's a hunger can't be satisfied
        F                       C
And the streets are filled with rage
C                       Am
It's time to dig deep inside ourselves
F                       G
And face the life we've made

Am
It's gonna take two of us
C                           Am
Ijust can't do it all on my own
F				  C
I see the day gettin' brighter
G                    F
Hold me a little bit tighter

C                      Am      F
Out of the darkness in hand in hand
     Am               F        G
Baby together we will make our stand
C                             Am      F
Reach out and touch me we can win somehow
       Am              F                G
I know there's nothing that can stop us now
F              Am                 G   C
Oh, baby, come with me out of the darkness

...

Out Of The Darkness

Intro: G-Am-Em-C-D


G Am Em
Cortar el aire
C D G
Zumbando sin caer,
Am Em C D G
En cada vuelo que consigo algo me hace ver
Am Em C D Em D
Que abajo sin gasolina ella no funciona,
Am Bm
No arranca no funciona,
Em D Am Bm
Para el desierto cruje el lugar y arde el cielo.
Em D
Tiembla el suelo en cada huella,
Am Bm C-D
Cada culpa sin culpar.

Intermedio: G-Am-Em-C-D

G Am Em
Volver a tiempo,
C D G
No es fácil renacer,
Am Em C D G
En cada intento que consigo algo me hace ver
Am Em C D Em D
Que un árbol contra la fuerza de ella no funciona,
Am Bm
No arranca no funciona,
Em
Sigue el desierto,
D Am Bm
Cruje el lugar y arde el cielo
Em D
Tiembla el suelo en cada huella,
Am Bm
Cada culpa sin culpar
Em D
Tiembla el suelo en cada huella,
Am Bm C-D
Cada culpa sin culpar


Fin: G-Am-Em-C-D


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