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Album: Show Time

 

 

SCHOOL IS OUT

(Anderson/Barge/Guida/Royster)

(C) - (F) - (G)

 

(C) No more books and studies

And I can (F) stay out late with my buddies

(C) I can do the things that I wanna do

'Cause (G) all my cares are through

I can (C) root for the Yankees from the bleachers

And don't (F) have to worry 'bout teachers

And (C) I'm so glad that school is out

Well, (G) I'm gonna sing and (C) shout!

 

CHORUS:

(School is (G) out)

Everybody's gonna have some fun

(School is (C) out)

Everybody's gonna jump and run

(School is (G) out)

Come on,  people, don't you be late

(School is (C) out)

I just got time to take my girl out on a date

(C) School is out at last

And (F) I'm so glad I passed

(C) Everybody come and go with me

We're gonna have a night with (G) Daddy G

 

SCHOOL IS OUT - Advanced version.

( With thanks to Silvio Loncaric, for supplying this. )

 

(F) No more books and studies

And I can (Bb) stay out late with my buddies

(F) I can do the things that I (Dm) wanna do

'Cause (Gm) all my (C) cares are through

I can (F) root for the Yankees from the bleachers

And don't (Bb) have to worry 'bout teachers

And (F) I'm so glad that (Dm) school is out

Well, (Gm) I'm gonna (C) sing and (F) shout!

 

CHORUS:

(School is (C) out)

Everybody's gonna have some fun

(School is (F) out)

Everybody's gonna jump and run

(School is (C) out)

Come on,  people, don't you be late

(School is (F) out)

I just got time to take my girl out on a date

(F) School is out at last

And (Bb) I'm so glad I passed

(F) Everybody come and (Dm) go with me

We're gonna (Gm) have a night (C) with (F) Daddy G

 

Solo

Chorus...

 

Intro

(E)People, are you ready, people, are you (C#m) ready,(B, C#m) People, are you (E) ready,

(B)For the (A) show time, (D/F#, A) show time that's in your (E) town ?

(E)People, are you ready, people, are you (C#m) ready,(B, C#m) People, are you (E) ready,

(B)For the (A) show time, (D/F#, A) show time that's in your (E) town ?

Slow fading with this chords: / C#m ´´ B / E ´´´ / C#m ´´ B / E ´´´ / A ´´´/ A´´´/ A C6 E

 

ALIMONY

(R. L. Jones/W. Young/R. Higginbotham)

(C) - (F) - (G)

 

(C) Look at this one, look at that one

Tell me do they look like me

All my (F) friends said, don't you worry

Said they'll testify for (C) me

Well, I (G) wonder which of (F) my friends had it in for (C) me

Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me

I don't (F) want six extra children

When ain't but two that look like (C) me

Please, have (G) mercy, judge your (F)honor

Alimony is killing (C) me

 

Please, have mercy, judge your honor

I'm as poor as I can be

Ain't had money in my pockets

Since way back in fifty three

Can't you cut down all my payment ?

Alimony is killing me

Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me

Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me

 

ALIMONY - Advanced version.

( With thanks to Silvio Loncaric, for supplying this. )

 

(E) Look at this one, look at that one

Tell me do they look like me

All my (A) friends said, don't you worry

Said they'll testify for (E) me

Well, I (B) wonder which of (C#m) my friends (E) had it (C#m) in (F#m) for (E) me

Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me

I don't (A) want six extra children

When ain't but two that look like (E) me

Please, have (B) mercy, judge your (C#m)honor

(A) Alim(B)on(C#M)y is (B, F#m)killing (E) me

 

On this upper part the bass line on the word alimony is cromatic A A# B than the C#m,

the bass line is fantastic through the entire song...!! a lot of turnarounds... find them...

 

Please, have mercy, judge your honor

I'm as poor as I can be

Ain't had money in my pockets

Since way back in fifty three

Can't you cut down all my payment ?

Alimony is killing me

Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me

Alimony, alimony, alimony is killing me

 

JESUS ON THE MAINLINE

(Traditional)

(C) - (F) - (G)

 

(C) Now, Jesus is on that mainline

Tell Him what you want

(F) Jesus is on that mainline

Tell Him what you (C) want

Jesus is on that mainline

Tell Him what you want

You can (G) call Him up and (F) tell Him what you (C) want

 

Well, the line ain't never busy

Tell Him what you want

Wo, that line ain't never busy

Tell Him what you want

The line ain't never busy

Tell Him what you want

You can call Him up

And tell Him what you want

 

Now, if you're sick and wanna get well

Tell Him what you want

Oo, if you're sick and you wanna get well

Tell Him what you want

If you're sick and you wanna get well

Tell Him what you want

You can call Him up and tell Him what you want

 

Well, if you want your soul converted

Tell Him what you want

If you want your soul converted

Tell Him what you want

If you want your soul converted

Tell Him what you want

You can call Him up and tell Him what you want

 

Now, if your soul's in danger

Tell Him what you want

If your soul's in danger

Tell Him what you want

If your soul's in danger

Tell Him what you want

You can call Him up and tell Him what you want

 

I know Jesus is on that mainline

Tell Him what you want

Jesus is on that mainline

Tell Him what you want

Jesus is on that mainline

Tell Him what you want

Call Him up, call Him up, call Him up, call Him up

Call Him up and tell Him what you want

 

 

Spoken: right now, gonna retire from singing for a moment, let El and Terry and Bobby sing this

next favourite of yours, goes back into the sixties, I guess. Long time ago. At the Dark End of

the Street.

 

AT THE DARK END OF THE STREET

(Penn/Moman)

(C) - (F) - (G)

 

(C) At the dark end (G) of the (C) street

That's where we (G) always (C) meet

Hiding in shadows where we (F) don't be (C) long

Living in (F) darkness to (G) hide our (C) wrong

(F) You and (C) me at the (F) dark (G) end of the (C) street

(F) You and (C) me  (F) (G) (C)

 

I know time is gonna take its toll

We have to pay for the love we stole

It's a sin and we know it's wrong

But our love keeps coming on strong

Tonight we'll meet at the dark end of the street

You and me

 

They're gonna find us, oh, they'll find us

They're gonna find us, they're gonna find us

Oooooh, some day

You and me at the dark end of the street

You and me

 

And when the daylight hour rolls around

And by chance we're both downtown

If we should meet, just walk on by

Ooooh darling, please don't you cry

Tonight we'll meet at the dark end of the street

You and me

 

DO RE MI

(Woody Guthrie)

(G) - (C) - (G7) - (D) - (D7) - (Bm) - (Em)

 

(G) Lots of folks back east they say

(C) Leaving home most every day

(D7) Beating the hot old dusty way

To the California (G) line

'Cross the desert sands they roll

(C) Getting out of that Old Dust Bowl

(D) Think they're coming to a sugar bowl

But (G) here's (D7) what they (G) find

(D) Police at the port of entry say

You're number fourteen thousand for to (D7) day

 

Hey, if you ain't got the Do Re (G) Mi, boy

If you ain't got the Do Re (D) Mi

Well, you (D7) better go back to beautiful Texas

Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennes- (G) see

California is the garden of Eden

It's a paradise to (G7) live in or (C) see

But be(G)lieve it or (D) not

You won't (Bm) find it so (C) hot

If you (D) ain't got the Do Re (G) Mi

 

You want to buy a home or a farm

That can't do nobody harm

Take your vacation by the mountains or sea

Don't swap your old cow for a car

You better stay right where you are

Better take this little tip from me

Well, I look through the want ads every day

The headlines in the papers always say

 

VOLVER, VOLVER

(F. Z. Maldonado)

(C) - (F) - (G)

 

(C) Este amor apasionado

Anda todo alborotado por vol (F) ver

Hoy camino a (G) la locura

Y aunque todo me tortura, sé que (C) rer

 

Nos dejamos hace tiempo

Pero llegó el momento de perder

Tú tenías mucha razón

Le hago caso al corazón

Y me muero por volver

 

Y volver, volver, volver

A tus brazos otra vez

Llegaré hasta donde estés

Yo sé perder, yo sé perder

Quiero volver, volver, volver

 

Muchas gracias, thank you!

Translation:

 

This impassioned love

goes on, compelling me to return;

I'm on the road to madness

and although everything tortures me,

I know how to love.

 

We parted ways some time ago

But the moment of loss arrived.

You had every reason;

I heed my heart

And I'm dying to return.

 

And to return, to return, to return

To your arms again

I will arrive where you are

I know how to lose, I can take it

I want to return, return, return.

 

 

HOW CAN A POOR MAN STAND SUCH TIMES AND LIVE ?

(Alfred Reed)

(G) - (C) - (G7) - (D) - (D7) - (Am)

 

(G) I remember a time when every (D) thing was (G) cheap

Now prices nearly puts a man to (D) sleep

(D7) Well, when we (G) get our grocery (G7) bill

We (C) feel like making our (Am) will

Tell me, (G) how can a poor man (D7) stand such times and (G) live ?

Tell me, (G) how can a poor man (D7) stand such times and (G) live ?

 

Well, the doctor comes around with his face all bright

And he says, "In a little while you'll be all right!"

Well, all he gives is a humbug pill

Dose of dope and a great big bill

Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live ?

Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live ?

 

Most preachers, well, they preach for gold and not for soul

Well, that's what keeps us poor folks always in a hole

Now, we can hardly get our breath

Taxed and schooled and preached to death

Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live ?

Tell me, how can a poor man stand such times and live ?

 

SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE

(Charles E. Calhoun)

(F#) - (F#7) - (B) - (C#7) - (E)

 

Well, (F#) pick me a town in any clime

People like a rockin' time

Stay awake both day and night

And everybody's feeling good and right

Then (F#7) throw me

(B) Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle

(C#7) Smack dab in the middle

Well, let me rock and roll to satisfy my (E) soul (F#)

 

I want ten Cadillacs and a diamond mill

Ten suits of clothes all dressed to kill

Ten room house and-a some barbecue

And-a fifty chicks none over twenty-two

Then throw me

Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle

Well, let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul

 

I want a lotta bread and gangs of meat

Oodles of butter and something sweet

Gallons of coffee to wash it down

And bi-carbonated soda by the pound

Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle

Well, let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul

 

Well, I want a big jazz band, a lotta dancing girls

A street that's paved with natural pearl

Bring me a wagonload of bonds and stocks

And then open up the doors to Fort Knox

Then throw me

Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle

Smack dab in the middle

Well, let me rock and roll to satisfy my soul

Soul, soul, soul

Smack dab, smack dab, smack dab...

 

Thank you folks!

I'm gonna introduce everybody for you

On alto sax: Frank Villarreal

On drums: Ise Garcia

Bass: Big Red, in your town tonight, Big Red

Bajo sexto: Jesse Ponce

Accordion: Flaco Jimenez

And helping out on vocal: Eldridge King, Terry Evans and Bobby King

Thank you again and good night!