Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

[3x0002]

Intro

5.15 a.m.

snow laying all around

a collier cycles home

from his night shift underground

past the silent pub

primary school, workingmens club

on the road from the pithead

the churchyard packed

with mining dead

then beneath the bridge

he comes to a giant car

a shroud of snow upon the roof

a mark ten jaguar

he thought the man was fast asleep

silent, still and deep

both dead and cold

shot through

with bullet holes

the one armed bandit man

came north to fill his boots

came up from cockneyland

e-type jags and flashy suits

put your money in

pull the levers

watch them spin

cash cows in all the pubs

but he preferred the new nightclubs

nineteen sixty-seven

bandit men in birdcage heaven

la dolce vita, sixty-nine

all new to people of the tyne

who knows who did what

somebody made a call

they said his hands

were in the pot

that he’d been skimming hauls

he picks up the swag

they gaily gave away

drives his giant jag

off to his big pay day

the bandit man

came north to fill his boots

came up from cockneyland

e-type jags and flashy suits

the bandit man

came up the great north road

up to geordieland

to mine

the mother lode

seams blew up or cracked

black diamonds came hard won

generations toiled and hacked

for a pittance and black lung

crushed by tub or stone

together

and alone

how the young and old

paid the price of coal

eighteen sixty-seven

my angel’s gone to heaven

he’ll be happy there

sunlight and sweet clean air

they gather round the glass

tough hewers and crutters

child trappers and putters

the little foals and half-marrows

who pushed

and pulled the barrows

the hod boys

and the rolleywaymen

5.15 a.m.

Chords:

[x02200]

[320000]

Intro

i’m going to san bernardino

ring-а-ding-ding

milkshake mixers

that’s my thing, now

these guys bought

a heap of my stuff

and i gotta see a good thing

sure enough, now

or my name’s not kroc

that’s kroc with a ‘k’

like ‘crocodile’

but not spelled that way, yeah

it’s dog eat dog

rat eat rat

kroc-style

boom, like that

the folks line up

all down the street

and i’m seeing this girl

devour her meat, now

and then i get it, wham

as clear as day

my pulse begins to hammer

and i hear a voice say:

these boys have

got this down

oughtta be a one of these

in every town

these boys have

got the touch

it’s clean as a whistle

and it don’t cost much

wham, bam

you don’t wait long

shake, fries

patty, you’re gone

and how about that

friendly name?

heck, every little thing

oughtta stay the same

or my name’s not kroc

that’s kroc with a ‘k’

like ‘crocodile’

but not spelled that way, now

it’s dog eat dog

rat eat rat

kroc-style

boom, like that

you gentlemen

ought to expand

you’re going to need

a helping hand, now

so, gentlemen

well, what about me?

we’ll make a little

business history, now

or my name’s not kroc

call me ray

like ‘crocodile’

but not spelled that way, now

it’s dog eat dog

rat eat rat

kroc-style

boom, like that

well we build it up

and i buy ‘em out

but, man they made me

grind it out, now

they open up a new place

flipping meat

so i do, too

right across the street

i got the name

i need the town

they sell up in the end

and it all shuts down

sometimes you gotta

be an s.o.b.

you wanna make a dream

reality

competition?

send ‘em south

if they’re gonna drown

put a hose in their mouth

do not pass ‘go’

go straight to hell

i smell that

meat hook smell

or my name’s not kroc

that’s kroc with a ‘k’

like ‘crocodile’

but not spelled that way, now

it’s dog eat dog

rat eat rat

kroc-style

boom, like that

Chords:

[x022xx]

[1x32xx]

[3x00xx]

[xx023x]

Intro

somebody’s gotta crack

a whip around here

who’s minding the store?

shake it up sell some beer

what’s your

money maker for?

pay day

we’re packin’ ‘em in

six-gun annie

and buffalo jill

but who’s to say

they’ll be back again

for a refill?

honey, you know the drill

ain’t no left turn

down sleepy time street

you gotta be fast

but you gotta stay loose

thinking

on your feet

slick as grass

through a goose

we gotta

rationalise

the payroll

is giving me chills

you and me’s

getting organised

it’s kill or be killed

honey, you know the drill

well they can all look down

on sucker row

but they all forget

the tallest trees

from acorns grow

though they ain’t yet

i never look down

on a sucker stake

they all pay the bills

i never gave a sucker

an even break

and i never will

a beautiful vision

keeps coming to me

i see

a miracle mile

flying in

for free

service

with a smile

high rollers

fancy hotels

big time singers

topping the bill

you gotta have a feel

for the stuff that sells

call it a skill

honey, you know the drill

somebody’s gotta crack

a whip around here

who’s

minding the store?

shake it up

sell some beer

money walking

through the door

annie’s arriving

at a dangerous age

don’t you

go getting ill

get another woman

up in the cage

who ain’t over the hill

honey, you know the drill

Chords:

G7addF [323001]

Intro

we’re taking on water

diesel and stores

laying up awhile

before i’m back on board

they’re patching her up

to go fishing again

they’re welding her rudder

scrubbing her keel

scars on her belly

need time to heal

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

dark is the night

i need a guiding light

to keep me

from foundering

on the rocks

my only prayer

is just to see you there

at the end

of my wandering

back in the dock

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

dark is the night

i need a guiding light

to keep me

from foundering

on the rocks

my only prayer

is just to see you there

at the end

of my wandering

back in the dock

Chords:

[x32000]

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

and the king of rock and roll

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

are just not ringing true

oh, it’s a ways to go

back to tupelo

oh, it’s a ways to go

back to tupelo

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

in your first recording booth

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

and the king of rock and roll

but it’s a ways to go

back to tupelo

Chords:

[022200]

Intro

it’s the end of a perfect day

for surfer boys and girls

the sun’s dropping down in the bay

and falling off the world

there’s a diamond in the sky

our evening star

in our shangri-la

get that fire burning strong

right here and right now

it’s here and then it’s gone

there’s no secret, anyhow

we may never love again

to the music of guitars

in our shangri-la

tonight your beauty burns

into my memory

the wheel of heaven turns

above us endlessly

this is all the heaven we’ve got

right here where we are

in our shangri-la

this is all the heaven we’ve got

right here where we are

in our shangri-la

Chords:

[021100]

[x02200]

Intro

i got shot off my horse

so what? i’m up again

and playing

in one of these

big saloons on main

you can come up here

take a look

around these sinners’ dens

you’re only ever going to find

one or two real games

nobody’s driving

me underground

not yet anyway

but either on the strip

or on the edge of town

everybody pays

everybody pays to play

yeah, you ought to stay

right where you are

in sawdust land

it’s probably the

safest place to be

with your

greasy little pork pies

and your shoestring hands

it makes

no difference to me

all those directions

which we never took

to go our different ways

who went and wrote

the oldest story in the book?

everybody pays

everybody pays to play

curl up inside

a boxcar dream

and disappear

with a couple

low roller friends

you were never one

for trouble

so get out of here

i knew the game

was dangerous back then

but nobody’s breezing

through these swinging doors

just ups and walks away

everybody has to leave

some blood here on the floor

everybody pays

everybody pays to play

everybody pays

everybody pays to play

Chords:

[x022xx]

[x05655]

[x04555]

so many mouths

to feed on the farm

sonny was the second

to the last one born

his mamma ran away

and his daddy beat him bad

and he grew up wild

good love he never had

he had a left

like henry’s hammer

a right like betty bamalam

rode with the muggers

in the dark and dread

and all them sluggers

went down like lead

well he hung with the hoods

he wouldn’t stroke the fans

but he had dynamite

in both his hands

boom bam

like the slammer door

the bell and the can

and the bodies on the floor

beware the bear’s in town

somebody’s money says

the bear’s going down

yeah, the bear never smiles

sonny’s going down

for miles and miles

sonny’s going down

for miles and miles

the writers didn’t like him

the fight game jocks

with his lowlife backers

and his hands like rocks

they didn’t want to have

a bogey man

they didn’t like him

and he didn’t like them

black cadillac

alligator boots

money in the pockets

of his sharkskin suits

some say the bear

took a flop

they couldn’t believe it

when they saw him drop

he had a left

like henry’s hammer

a right like betty bamalam

rode with the muggers

in the dark and dread

and all them sluggers

went down like lead

joe louis was his hero

he tried to be the same

but a criminal child

wears a ball and chain

so the civil rights people

didn’t want him on the throne

and the hacks and the cops

wouldn’t leave him alone

beware the bear’s in town

somebody’s money says

the bear’s going down

yeah, the bear never smiles

sonny’s going down

for miles and miles

sonny’s going down

for miles and miles

at the foot of his bed

with his feet on the floor

there was dope in his veins

and a pistol on the drawer

there was no investigation

as such

he hated needles

but he knew too much

criss-crossed

on his back

scars from his daddy

like slavery tracks

the second-last child

was the second-last king

never again was it the same

in the ring

he had a left

like henry’s hammer

a right like betty bamalam

rode with the muggers

in the dark and dread

and all them sluggers

went down like lead

they never could be sure

about the day he was born

a motherless child

set to working on the farm

and they never could be sure

about the day he died

the bear was the king

they cast aside

beware the bear’s in town

somebody’s money says

the bear’s going down

yeah, the bear never smiles

sonny’s going down

for miles and miles

sonny’s going down

for miles and miles

Chords:

[x5455x]

[x7677x]

if i’m over the moon

it’s because i’m over you

a day at a time

and i’m tickety-boo

i don’t carry on

the way i used to

whoop de doo

whoop de doo

if i’m doing great

it’s because when i get home

i don’t go straight

to my answerphone

and the tears don’t come

the way they used to

whoop de doo

whoop de doo

so many little things

are so much better now

they were only the little things

anyhow

if i’m over the moon

it’s because that’s what i am

funny that once

i used to give a damn

and i’d do anything

in the whole wide world for you

whoop de doo

whoop de doo

anything

anything you’d want me to

whoop de doo

whoop de doo

Chords:

[xx0230]

[34200x]

Intro

[G/f#]

one thing was leading to the next

i bit off more than i could chew

[G/f#]

i had the power to sign the cheques

it wasn’t difficult to do

i couldn’t stay and face the music

so many reasons why

i won’t be sending postcards

from paraguay

from paraguay

from paraguay

i robbed a bank full of dinero

a great big mountain of dough

so it was goodbye companero

and cheerio

i couldn’t stay and face the music

so many reasons why

i won’t be sending postcards

from paraguay

i never meant to be a cheater

but there was blood on the wall

i had to steal from peter

to pay what i owed to paul

i couldn’t stay and face the music

so many reasons why

i won’t be sending postcards

from paraguay

Intro

my darling girl

my darling girl

you’re all that matters

in this wicked world

all that matters

all that matters

my darling boy

my darling boy

all of my sunshine

and all of my joy

you’re all that matters

all that matters

well, i can’t stop the pain

when it calls

i’m a man

and i can’t stop the rain

when it falls, my darling

who can?

my darling girl

my darling girl

you’re all that matters

in this wicked world

all that matters

all that matters

my darling friend

my darling friend

all we’ve got going

is love in the end

it’s all that matters

all that matters

Intro

brew the coffee in a bucket

double straight man and banjo

if you don’t got the snake oil

buster, you don’t got a show

who puts the doh-re-me

in our pockets

keeps the party going on?

it’s the man

who sells the potions

i’m just one who plays the songs

now they generally buys

the bigger size

they usually rub it in

i drank it once, it tasted

like grease and paraffin

it’s mostly alcohol, okay

you can’t deny it’s strong

we was going through the motions

‘til the doctor came along

there stands the bottle

ladies and gentlemen

all these bottles

don’t have to tell you, friends

these days miracles

don’t come falling from the sky

raise your glasses to the doctor

to a stand up guy

when the monkeyshine is flying

and he’s promising the cure

he says the french

for your lovesick blues

la maladie d’amour

he gets the chumps all laughing

but he gets a few to buy

here’s to beefsteak

when you’re hungry

and whiskey when you’re dry

now the band’ll blow their moolah

like sailors gone ashore

now we’re going to west helena

to gamble, drink and whore

let’s you and me

all make whoopee

here’s mud in your eye

here’s to all the gals you ever want

and heaven when you die

there stands the bottle

ladies and gentlemen

all these bottles

don’t have to tell you, friends

these days miracles

don’t come falling from the sky

raise your glasses to the doctor

to a stand up guy

there’s a big cheese with a cigar

been sizing up the show

he wants to get the doctor

pitching on the radio

i will make a switch to guitar

but the rules all still apply

they want to trust somebody

yeah, they want a stand up guy

there stands the bottle

here’s to absent friends

all these bottles

dead soldiers in the end

these days miracles

don’t come falling from the sky

raise your glasses to the doctor

to a stand up guy

to the doctor

a stand up guy

donegan’s gone

Licks:

Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan

D Main Lick

Donegan's gone

Gone, Lonnie Donegan

Main Lick

Donegan's gone

Play that big grand coulee dam

Nobody loves like an irishman

Gone, Lonnie Donegan

Donegan's gone

Main Lick

Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan

D Main Lick

Donegan's gone

Gone, Lonnie Donegan

Main Lick

Donegan's gone

Lord, I'm just a rolling stone

Rock my soul I wanna go home

Gone, Lonnie Donegan

Donegan's gone

Solo

I think it's not a problem to play that solo, and i didn't tab it)

Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan

D Main Lick

Donegan's gone

Gone, Lonnie Donegan

Donegan's gone

Stackalee and a gamblin' man

Rock my soul in the bosom of abraham

Gone, Lonnie Donegan

Donegan's gone

Main Lick

Donegan's gone, Lonnie Donegan

D Main Lick

Donegan's gone

Gone, Lonnie Donegan

Donegan's gone

Time just goes on rolling by

Lord, I feel like I could cry

Gone, Lonnie Donegan

Donegan's gone

Main Lick

Intro

don’t often open up this floor

since i handed in my gun

what all these keys are for

now my tour of duty’s done

you got to know the switches

now you got your turn

watch and learn, junior

watch and learn

now you will get your

trouble spots

here’s one from

down voodoo way

bragged he had me

by the you-know-whats

very funny, you don’t say

the big enchilada

stealing elections

had to go down there

trash collection

got his cojones

on my desk in there

made into a souvenir

set of cufflinks, nice pair

the rest of him’s

someplace up here

sometimes you got to

put a shoulder to the door

not so fast, junior

listen to your pa

here, son

i’m handing over to you

don’t crash the ambulance

whatever you do

what we have here’s

a dung hole place

thought it was fly shit

on the map

fat bastard, ugly face

and the personal crap

you can’t move the barriers

you can’t mess with oil and gas

had to go down there

stick a couple

aircraft carriers

in his ass

fancy dress

medals chest

it’s all in here

for all the gigs

gas mask

bullet-proof vest

all the usual rigs

there’ll be things they missed

they didn’t mention

you’ve even

got a whistle in there

for attracting attention

well, i think you’re gonna

be okay, son

you’ve had the tour, i guess

these two buttons

by the way

this one i hope

you never press

some holy fool, just watch

who’s not like you or me

that one’s the whole

shooting match

right there

it’s the whole shitaree

we don’t forget

who put us here, jack

that’s page one

we talk soft

but carry a big stick

and pack the biggest gun

we don’t like accidents

major or minor

you don’t want yourself

an incident

don’t ever invade china

here, son

i’m handing over to you

don’t crash the ambulance

here, son

i’m handing over to you

don’t crash the ambulance

whatever you do