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tunes
notes
bring
- cajon
- snare and sticks
- picks
- seagull
- chester
- tenor and cable
- mandolin and cable
- four instrument stands
- foot switch, power cord, instrument cable
- amp and power cord
- speakers and cable
- three mics with stands and cable
- iPad holder and stand (camera tripod)
- both drum stools
- tambourine
- ORS at least a gallon
Stuck in the Middle with You
D D
Well I don’t know why I came here to-night
D D
I got the feeling that something ain’t right
G7 G7
I’m so scared in case I fall off my chair
D D
And I’m wondering how I’ll get down the stairs
A
Clowns to the left of me
C G D
Jokers to the right, here I am,
D
Stuck in the middle with you.
Yes I’m stuck in the middle with you
And I’m wondering what it is I should do
It’s so hard to keep this smile from my face
Losing control, yeah, I’m all over the place
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right
Here I am, Stuck in the middle with you.
G7 G7
Well you started out with nothing and you’re proud that you’re a
D x2
Self made man.
G7 G7
And your friends, they all come crawlin, slap you on the back and say
D x2 A7 x2
Please…. Please…..
Trying to make some sense of it all
But I can see that it makes no sense at all
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor
Cause I don’t think that I can take anymore
Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right
Here I am, Stuck in the middle with you.
bridge
repeat first verse
Shoulda Been a Cowboy
Intro: A E D E
E A E D E A
I’ll bet you’ve never heard ole Marshall Dillon say
E D E A
Miss Kitty have you ever thought of running away
Settling down, would you marry me
If I asked you twice and begged you pretty please
She’d have said yes in a New York minute
They never tied the knot His heart wasn’t in it
E D E
He just stole a kiss as he rode away
A E D
He never hung his hat up at Kitty’s place
chorus
A E D
I should’ve been a cowboy
E A E D E
I should’ve learned to rope and ride
A E D E A E D
Wearing my six-shooter, riding by pony on a cattle drive
E A E D E
Stealing a young girl’s heart
A E D
Just like Gene and Roy
E A E
Singing those campfire songs
D E A E D
Oh I should’ve been a cowboy
I might have had a side kick with a funny name
Running wild through the hills chasing Jesse James
Ending up on the brink of danger
Riding shotgun for the Texas Rangers
Go west young man, haven’t you been told
California’s full of whisky, women and gold
Sleeping out all night beneath the desert stars
A dream in my eye and a prayer in my heart
chorus, then
E A E D
Yeah, I should’ve been a cowboy
E A E D E
I should’ve been a cowboy
I Can See Clearly
D G D
I can see clearly now the rain is gone
D G A
I can see all obstacles in my way
D G D
Gone all the dark clouds that had me blind
C G D
It’s gonna be a bright, (bright) bright, (bright) sun shiny day
C G D
It’s gonna be a bright, (bright) bright, (bright) sun shiny day
Yes I can make it now the pain is gone,
All of the bad feelings have disappeared.
Here is the rainbow I have been praying for.
It’s gonna be a bright, (bright) bright, (bright) sun shiny day
C G D
Look all around, there’s nothing but blue skies
C G D
Look straight ahead, there’s nothing but blue skies
F C
Look all around, there’s nothing but blue skies
F A C#m G C#m G C Bm A
Look straight ahead, there’s nothing but blue skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiies .
I can see clearly now the rain is gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Here is the rainbow I have been praying for.
It’s gonna be a bright, (bright) bright, (bright) sun shiny day
It’s gonna be a bright, (bright) bright, (bright) sun shiny day
repeat as desired
Nothing
Think Sam Cooke, if you can.
you were all I ever wanted
but you never wanted me
you’re long gone but I’m haunted
haunted by your memory
been too long and I’m crying
’cause I can barely remember your face
I lay awake and keep on trying
trying to find a trace
nothing means nothing
nothing means anything at all
nothing’s all should have expected from you
nothing, that’s all
I thought that I could make you love me
I tried so hard to catch your eye
I knew I knew I knew I knew you were thinking of me
and I’ll think of you till I die
nothing means nothing
nothing means anything at all
nothing’s all should have expected from you
nothing, that’s all
love will take your mind
love will take your soul
love can be so unkind
love can make you lose control
nothing means nothing
nothing means anything at all
nothing’s all should have expected from you
nothing, that’s all
nothing, that’s all
nothing
Coal
Reading Grisham’s fine muckraking novel “Gray Mountain” put me in a mood, and when I tried to go to bed this came to me almost complete.
A D
Take the top off that mountain
E
Strip it bare
Bring in the world’s biggest dozer
Scrape out all that’s there
Maybe a boulder smash your house
Maybe the sludge floods your land
Maybe your kids all get cancer
Maybe you just don’t understand
D E
Gotta have coal
E A
Keep the country burning
Coal
Fire up the night
Coal
Natural resources
You keep talking wrong and right
Our lawyers get paid more than your lawyers
Don’t work half as hard
Oughta save your money
For cleaning up your yard
Chorus
Business is business
Nothing more
Nothing personal
No one keeping score
Chorus
Ain’t personal
So why you keeping score?
Suite for a New Life – With the Radio On
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Am F nothing we had was making sense anymore Em Am C G F G we didn’t know the world was so wide |
Flyin’ down the highway with the radio on You pull out the map every once in a while Big fast car and a snappy tune Finally stop for some greasy home cookin’ in a roadside cafe |
A F
if it all fell apart and ended in a ditch
C G
we’d have no one but ourselves to thank
A F
we set out with nothing to our names
C G G
but our clothes and the gas in the tank
A F
nothing we had was making sense anymore
C G
so we headed out to find something else
A F
you seemed pretty sure and I didn’t wanna scare you
C G A
so I kept my doubts to myself
(very slowly)
E A
as we slipped away
E A
you held my hand so tight I couldn’t breathe
E A G
drove into a sunrise full of colors I knew didn’t exist
(faster)
C G F G
I thought we’d find a new place of our own
C G F G
didn’t know you were such a rolling stone
C G F G
shaking off the moss, heading out into the great unknown
C G F G
C G F G
we didn’t know the world was so wide
C G F G
once you let go knots are untied
C G F G
its beauty’s just a mirror of the beauty we all have inside
C G F G (x2)
C A F G (x2)
C Am F G C Am F G
Flyin’ down the highway with the radio on
Singin’ just as loud as I can to my favorite song
Well it might be Nez or Bob or Van
But I always try to sing just as loud as I can
Flyin’ down the highway with the radio on
You pull out the map every once in a while
And I glance at you and you glance and we share a smile
And the sun glints through your golden hair
And I can’t believe my luck that we’re there
Flyin’ down the highway with the radio on
You feed me a fast-food fish sandwich; it drips on my shirt
I slurp green circle logo iced mocha and try to stay alert
Like Newtonian bodies in motion we stay
‘Cause we hate to slow down ‘less there’s no other way
Flyin’ down the highway with the radio on
bridge
F x8 C x8
Big fast car and a snappy tune And you right by my side
F x8 G FFF G G F E D
Cup o’ joe and a bite to eat Man, what a ride!
Finally pause for some greasy home cookin’ in a roadside cafe
Pay the bill and escape in a hurry to be on our way
Watchin’ a sunset we wish we could frame
Settle in for a night that’s just more of the same
Flyin’ down the highway with the radio on
Flyin’ down the highway with the radio on
Flyin’ down the highway with the radio on
This Path
C C
peace can be a fleeting thing
A Ab C
reach out and it flies away
C C
having you here with me
A Ab C
this peace as we end our day
F C F C
moon through our windows, shining in our eyes
F C G G
paints a peaceful path to light our way
something on the radio
we sing; the harmony is sweet
doesn’t matter where we are
you have me and you make me complete
light in our life, shining in our hearts
paints a peaceful path down any street
peace is such a precious thing
this night of still serenity
a warm bed and peaceful dreams
smiling friends awaiting you and me
moon through our windows, shining in our eyes
paints a peaceful path we’ll always see
C C
peace can be a fleeting thing
A Ab Ab Ab Ab C
reach out and hold it here with me
I’m Not Dead
woke up this morning found that I’m not dead
woke up this morning found that I’m not dead
my good old days must be right ahead
clouds are moving winds begun to blow
clouds are moving winds begun to blow
might be sunny somewhere I don’t know
Shuffled the cards and dealt a hand
taking nickels from the boys in the band
this road trip’s taking longer than I thought
I’m always in the train station when my ship comes into port
grass needs mowin, weeds are getting tall
grass needs mowin, weeds are getting tall
I’ll disappear entirely when I fall
grocery store stopped selling my favorite cheese
grocery store stopped selling my favorite cheese
I’d ask ’em why but I ain’t gettin on my knees
she took my money to pay the fare
then acted like I wasn’t even there
my socks don’t match and I’m wearing high-heeled shoes
pocket’s got a hole I got nothing to lose
butter ain’t the only thing to churn
butter ain’t the only thing to churn
my eyes are ringin my ears are starting to burn
radio station’s fading in and out
radio station’s fading in and out
that fool doesn’t know what he’s talking about
that look you’ve got’s a fine how-do-you-do
got a box of matches down in my shoe
I taught myself to read when I was three years old
keep using your head you’ll wind up left out in the cold
woke up this morning found that I’m not dead
woke up this morning found that I’m not dead
my good old days must be right ahead