care!) PROFESSIONAL BOOKSCONTENTS A horse with no name .. 4 Asalty dog 10 ‘A whiter shade of pale 2 ‘Alone again (Naturally! 7. Angie . 14 Apache . 4 Aqualung «. 7 Arthur’s theme .. 26 Be bop a lula 28 Behind blue eyes 30 Bohemian rhapsody so 34 California dreamin’ sad? Can’t find my way home 44 Delilah .. 46 Desperado 39 Diana 48 Don’t leave me this way 50 Don’t let me be misunderstood 52 Easy .. 54 Evergreen 60 Everybody needs somebody to love oz Everybody’s talkin’ .. 66 Feelings 37 Gimme some lovin 68 Happy Xmas (War is ove 70 Hard to say I’m sorry 2 Hey Jude 15 Homburg 8 Honesty 80 Hot stuff .. 86 90 83 94 96 98 Hotel California How deep is your love T can’t stop loving you I can’t tell you why Theard it through the grapevine I'm easy 101 I've been loving you too long (To stop now) . 104 If you leave me now 106 Imagine .. 110 109 112 118 120 122 113 In the summertime .. Isn’t she lovely It’s five 0” clock Je aime, moi non plu Jealous guy Just the way you are . Killing me softly... 124 Lady Marmalade 126 Long train runnin’ 129 Mamy blue 132 Moonlight shadow 134 More than a feeling 136 Mr Bojangles 140 My love 142 My way My world Ne me quitte pas .. Oh Carol Oh happy day Only you (and you alone). Proud Mary . Raind and tears Repent walpurgis Rhymes and reasons Rocket man Sailing (R. Stewart) Sailing (C. Cross) She Sister golden hair Smoke gets in your eyes Somebody to love Space oddity Stairway to heaven ‘Take me home, country roads ‘The house of the rising sun ‘The lion sleeps tonight .. ‘The road ‘The sound of silence .. ‘The way we were The winner takes it all * Theme from “New York, New York” . ‘Those were the days .. Tonight’s the night ‘Twist and shout . Ventura highway Venus Vincent .. Walk on the wild side We are the champions ‘We have all the time in the world We shalll over come When a man loves a woman Winchester cathedral Without you Yesterday . ‘You are my destiny You are the sunshine of my life You make me feel like (A natural woman) You’re so vain You're the first, the last, my everything You've got a friend .. 146 148 150 152 154 145 156 158 160 162 166 170 172 176 178 180 181 186 192 189 198 200 202 204 210 207 212 214 218 222 226 229 232 238 235 240 242 246 248 250 252 . 254 . 256 . 258 . 243 262 . 265America A HORSE WITH NO NAME Words and Music by D. BUNNELL Moderately i eos in neo On the Em D649) Em D6) Mine Re6/9 Mim first part of the jour - ney Iwas look-ing at all___ the___life_ Em D6) Em Re6i9 Mim Reo eS there were plants and birds. and rocks. and things, there wore D6) Em 69) Re6i9 Mim sand and hills and rings,_ ‘The first thing Tmet was a Em D6(9) Em Resi Mime Ro6i9 fly with a buzz and the sky with no__ clouds, the DEO) Em D6) Mim Reoi9 Mien heat was hot and the ground was dry, but the air was full of__ sound._ Erm. D6) Em Re6i9 Ming Rets/9 Z Tve been thru the des-ert on a horse withnoname,— it felt D6) Emo Danaj7(9) Ming Reto Mino good tobe out of the rain._____ in the des - ert you can re - Em9 Dmaj7(9) Em9 1972 by WARNER CHAPPELL WLI La Jalan SdoPblaber WARNER BROS, MUSIC ITALY sl, dela Rene, 46-2014 Mano ‘Ales evened iene Cop ednero Ming B nero mem - ber your name__ ‘cause there ain't no one for to” give you no pain. Dmaj7(9) End Dmaj7(9) Mimo Retsi9 Mimo Em9 Dmsj7(9) Em9 Dunaj79) Min Reoi9 es At- ter two days in the des-ert sun my Dmaj7(9) Em D6) Mim, R69 Min skin be-gan___to turn red, af-ter three days in the Em Do) Em Reo Mim e619 des-ert fun I was look - ing ata riv - er__ bet And. the D6) Em. DEW) Mi Reo Mina sto-ryit told of a riv-er that flowed__ made me sad to think it was Em D6) Em Rebs Mino Bets dead. You see I've been thru the des-ert on a horse withno name, it felt D6) Emo Dinaj7(9) Mind Rew Mind good tobe out. of the rain. In the des- ert. you can re- Em9) Dinaj7(9) m9Reto -mem - ber your name ‘cause there Dingj7(9) Mind Ber Ta deaf Ie gele\. Tada Emo Dnaj719) 2. pe Af - ter Mino ReTH9 la las las la lala Em9 Dmngj7(9) On the first part of the journey Iwas looking at all the life, there were plants and birds and rocks and things, there wore sand and hills and rings. ‘The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz and the sky with no clouds, the heat was hot and the ground was dry, but the air was full of sound. Tve been thru the desert on a horse with no name, it felt good to be out of the rain, in the desert you can remember your name "cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain, La lala lala lala la la la lala. ‘After two days in the desert sun my skin began to turn red, after three days in the desert fun Twas looking at a river bed. ‘And the story it told of a river that flowed made me sad to think it was dead. ain't no one for to Mind From & 0 ®, then segue Min? Ber give you no-pain._ La Dinaj79) te Miau9 RetH!9 La la la lala. Em Dinaj7(9) Ret give youno pain La Dinaj7(9) Mind Retwi9 la la laa. La Em9 Dinajzo) Sade out ‘You see I've been thru the desert on a horse with no name, it felt good to be out of the rain. In the desert you ean remember your name “cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain. La lala la lala lala la ja la lala. After nine days I let the horse run free ‘cause the desert had turned to sea, thero wore plants and birds and rocks and things, there were sand and hills and rings, ‘The oceans is a desert with it’s life underground and the perfect disguise above. ‘Under the cities lies a heart made of ground but the humans will give no love. ‘You see I've been thru the desert on a horse with no name, it felt good to be out of the rain, in the desert you can remember your name "cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain. La Ja Ja la Ja la Ja Je ta la La Da la.Gilbert O' Sullivan ALONE AGAIN (NATURALLY) Words and Music by G. 0” SULLIVAN Slow Lin? | s yin Hse SUD slg Paap) ce let Dale ete coe palace F Am? Gm? C9) F Fa Lam? a lit-tle while from now, if Tm not feel-ing a-nyless sour. I pro- F Am7 Don Doms Reve -mised my- self, to treat my-self, and vi - sit a near-by to - wer. And Cm Cm6 Db9) Salm? Sho climb-ing to __the top, would throw my - self off,__ in an Gm7 Bhm6 Fa Fase Fa Mit ef-fort to, make clear to who-ever, what it’s like when your shat-ter - ed. Left Lam Dom Red} stand-ing in a lurch,_ in_a church with peo-ple say - ing. My God, Am Cm Db) (by GRANO UPRIGHT MUSIC Ls Isl Sob ables BMG Rico Mace Pblohing S.A. Vi Berchet 2011 Milano, Samos pe geile corceiane ti BIG Pabesvon cl ‘Alvichsresaved.itciond Copmaht seaseaSol Simo — that’s tough, she No point. in us remain-ing. I may ——s = —— SS oo — + Gm Bho as well go home, as T did on my own, F m7 i 2 Solm6 os} m m lone a-gain,— na - tu-rally. Toe ee It Gm6 cb9y ie F Lb Mb seems to me that there are more hearts, brok-en in the world that can't be Ab Lab Fame mend - ed, left what do__we do? Bbm6 c7 Ab Finn6_ From & to ®, then CODA Gm gona Solm7 Dod Fa Ret Gm C19)Sola? Dov -lone a- gain na - tu-rally. Gm7 Gib) Fingj7 In a little while from now, if 'm not feeling any less sour. T promised myself, to treat myself, and visit a nearby tower. And climbing to the top, would throw myself off, in an effort to, make clear to whoever, what its like when your shattered. Left standing in a lurch, in a church with people saying. My God, that’s tough, she stood him up. No point in us remaining. Tmay as well go home, as [did on my own, alone again, naturally. ‘To think that only yesterday, Twas cheerful, bright and gay. Looking forward to, and who wouldn't do, the role T was about to play. But as if to knock me down, reality came around, and without so much as a mere touch, cut me into little pieces. Leaving me to doubi, all about God and His merey, oh, if He really does exist, why did He desert me? And in my hour of need, Ttruely am, indeed, alone again, naturally. It seems to me that there are more hearts, broken in the world that can’t be mended, left unattended, what do we do? What do we do? Now looking back over the years, and whatever else that appears, remember I eried when my father died, never wishing to hide the tears. At sixty-five years old, my mother, God rest her soul, couldn't understand why the only man, she had ever loved had been taken, Leaving her to start, with a heart so badly broken, despite encouragement from me, no words were ever spoken. ‘And when she passed away, Tried and cried all day, alone again, naturally Alone again naturally.Procol Harum A SALTY DOG Words and Music by G. BROOKER, K. REID Soin Dot Do. Dow shi sb, Bom6 Css c Bhsust BD Shao Dot Do Dent sha sb All hands on deck we've run a-float T heard the cap-tain cry Bhm6 Cust c Cm7 Bhsust Bb 1a Fam Reb “Bx-plore theship re-place the cook-let no one leave a - iG Db Dbm HI ie fe ab Fm 8 A-cross the straits Fay si a-round the horn 7 Pg? sit how far can sail-ors fly? 5 rf B Fim BT Mi Min si A twist-ed pat) our tor-tured course and no one left a - — E Em B ip 23 Fabs Ratt a al Instrum, Sito idea Tot. 3 ees Fhsust P37 Fisust P37 6 Dot Do Domi Sot sb We fired the gun znd burned the mast and rowed from ship to. shore Bbm6 Const © Cm Bhaust Bb © 1969 by ONWARD MUSIC Lid. Edtere Qnarle/ WESTMINSTER MUSIC Ld Edire Cente lin Sul liber Edom Mizeas MABO AROMANDO a1.» Gilera de Coy #2019 Mane Aline rsenceitnatond Coogi secLe Fam ‘the cap-tain cried r ry Ab Mi Ming gE Em. si Instrum. Sidon B Baim All hands on deck ‘we've run afloat Theard the captain ery “Explore the ship replace the cooklet no one leave alive!” Across the straits around the horn how far can sailors fly? Attwisted path our tortured course and no one left alive. We sailed for parts unknown to man ‘whore ships come home to die no lofty peak nor fortress bold could match our captain’s eye upon the seventh, this sea man’s log Reb Rebmn we sail-ors wept our tears were tears of joy Ds Dba si Fel? ‘ sc have passed since we made land “your wit-ness my own hand. 5 ’ Tf Ffsust FET Sim6 Fidim Bhmé seasick day ‘we made our fort of call a sand s0 white and sea so blue ‘no mortal place at all. We fired the gun and burned the mast ‘and rowed from ship to shore the captain cried ‘we sailors wept our tears were tears of joy now many moons and many junes have passed since we made land assalty dog this sea man's log your witness my own hand. BT si Fatt Pad12 Procol Harum A WHITER SHADE OF PALE Words and Music by K. REID, G. BROOKER Moderate Do Lan Popr ‘ Am F Dm Sot Min Pa t © Em. or ca F ¢ G7 De DolSi Lem LamSol—Fa Fan We skipped the light fan - dan-go, and turned cart-wheels__ ‘cross the s cB Am AWG oF PE Rem Sol Sola Mim Sol? floor. I was feel- ing kind of —_sea-sick, e & oe Bn cr Ds Doss Lam Minot Pa Fant but the crowd called_ out for more, the room was hum - ming c oe Am EmiG FE FE Res Sot SollFa Min sult hard-er as the ceil - ing flew a - way.— Dm7 c cr T Em or (© 1967 by ONWARD MUSIC Ld. Ednee cgi | Werte Manic Lid «Landen -Edorecedene alan Sib Ub sh:Edsion Mest MABO ARCMANDO sl -Galese dd Cons 20152 Minos ‘Alvi reared. terol Coppi ecuB Do DalSi Lam Mim When we called out for_a - noth - er drink, Pn Fant the wait -er brought a G oR Am EwG =F FIE Sot, Do6 Dols Ln DoSol Fa Fal And so it was. that Ta_. ter as the mil-ler told his an Dm 13. OB Am: ag F Sol Sola Mima Rem? tale, that her face, at first just ghostly, turned a Dm7 G cr Do Fa Fol Leno Sot do shade of pale. pale.. ‘We skipped the light fandango, and turned cartwheels ‘cross the floor. Twas feeling kind of seasick, but the crowd called out for more, the room was humming harder as the ceiling flew away. When we called out for another drink, the waiter brought a tray. And so it was that later as the miller told his tale, that her face, at first just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale. She said “There is no reason, and the truth is plain to see”. But I wandered through my playing cards, and would not let her be. One of sixteen vestal virgins ‘who were leaving for the coast, and altho’ my eyes were open, they might just as well be closed, And so it was that later as the miller told his tale, that her face, at first just ghostly, ‘turned a whiter shade of pale.4 The Rolling Stones ANGIE Words and Music by M. JAGGER, K. RICHARDS Lam Mit Oh An-gie,_ oh Angie, Am. ET Sb Fa Sol Do Sel 7 Fa when will those dark clouds dis-ap - pear?. © F BOE C8 cc Lam wir Sot An-gie,— An - = gic, Fa where will it lead us from Am Ev c F Sh Fe Solo Sol Rem Lae here? With no lov-ing in our souls_ and no mon-ey in our coats,— 2 Bh F GC G Dm Am Lan An - gio, i) >= gis, Am INSTER MUSIC Li lea de! Coney 4 london Etre dene 12.1973 by PROMOPUBBY. - Amtcdan< Eda orale | WES toy bekin Sub ubluher Edion Mie MARIO AROMANDO s. ‘Alig eievedintnaod Copysi secreSal Fa Sb Fa Sol Do Mir you can't say__ we nev-er__ tried Lam Miz Sot Fa Si Fa Sol Do Sol © c Am Ev 6 Fa Bb Fr G Oh yur Sd Fa Sh Fa Sol Do Am E7 ¢ F BF GC Sol Rem Lom An-gie, don’t you _weep,_ ah, your _—kiss-es till taste sweet. © Dm Am Do Fa Sot I hate that sad - ness in your eyes, —_ but ain't it time we said good - bye?. From & to @, then segue G Fa BF GC E: Rem La An - gie, I still love_you, ba = by Dm AnRem ‘There ain't a wo - man that__ Dm Do Fa comeon, ba - by, dryyour comes _close_to you, Ft eT Sh Fe _—Sol_— io wit Sbh__Fa__ Sol Do Oh Angie, oh Angie, when will those dark clouds disappear? Angie, Angie, where will it lead us drom hero? With no loving in our souls and no money in our coats, you can't say were satisfied But Angie, Angie, ‘you can't say we never tried. Angie, you're beautiful, but ain't time we said goodbye? Angie, I still love you, remember all those nights we eried? All the dreams we held so close seemed to all go up in smoke, lot me whisper in your ear: “Angie, Angie’, where will it lead us from here? ‘Oh Angie, don’t you weep, ah, your kisses still taste sweet, Thate that sadness in your eyes, but Angie, Angie, air’ it time we said goodbye? Angie, I still love you, baby ev'rywhere I look I see your eyes. ‘There ain't a woman that comes close to you, come on, baby, dry your eyes. But Angie, Angie, ain't it good to be alive? Angie, Angie, they can't say we never tried. Fa ain't it good to be a-live?_17 Jethro Tull AQUALUNG Words and Music by I. ANDERSON, J. ANDERSON Moderately slow rock ; Re Mi Sit-ting on a park bench, eye - inglit-tle girls_with Gen feee tt 5 Db Eb Fa bad_in - tent, heb, heb. Fr ee BL Solin Reb Mi Snot's__run-ning down_his_nose, greas - y fin - gers smear - v vb Eb Gn Fa eb ab Re Sab - ing shab - by clothes. Aq - ua-lung. F Db Eb Db Gb Solon Reb Mb Dry-ing in the eold__ sun, watch - ing as the — fril-ly pant - S Dp a Fe Mb Reb ab Rey Sob Hey, Aq - ua-lung. Soin Reb Feel-ing like a dead duck, spit-ting out piec-es of his Gm D> ED (2 1970 by The bn Ander Group of Compare. Adninitred fr the wot by Chas Muse Lid alan SubPablaer CHVSALIS MUSIC TFALY 1 om. Ca Conceal 71)" Via @ Revee 9 20123 Mlano ‘Alia rerned.ntmatonal Cone recite,Fa Mb Keb Mis Reb —bro - ken_luck. Solm Fa Solin Wo,— Aq-ualung.— Sun_ streak-ing cold, an old_ 7 F Eb Db E> Db Gh Gm F Gm7 Fa De Dom Solm — man wan-d'rin’ lone - ly, tak-ing time the on-ly way__ he knows. F c om Gm FalDo Solm Fa Fa Do = Leg hurt-in' bad as he bends to pick a dog-end, he FIC Gm. F F ¢ Dom, Sole Solmt Fa goes down to the bog— and__ warms _ his. feet. Solm Solmt Fa Fool - ing a-lone,. os > Gm Gm? F re Do Does Solm ar-my's up— the road. Sal - va-tion & - la mode and a cup of F © Gn ‘Gm. Exo Solm Fa tea. Ag-ua-lung, my friend, don't you FG Gm F Fa Do Dom Sol start a-way___ un-eas - y. You poor old sod,___-you see it's on - ly F em19 Fa Fo Solm? me. Do you still re-mem - | ber De - r il C Col [| Cm F Gm7 Fe Sotm scam - ber's fog-gy freeze, when the ice that clings___ on__ simile a Fa Sol? Fa to your beard. was scream-ing ag - 0-ny? Hey! And you F Gm7 F Gm Pa Sen? Fa breaths with deep sea div - er sounds, snatch your ret - tl ing last. Fr Gm7 F Sol Dom Dom fe and the —flow-ers bloom___like__ mad - ness in the__ cm mT cm Fa Sol Fa spring, - =o TPE Coo See TPTP] Sun__streak-ing cold, __ an old man wan-d'ring _lone-ly, Gm P F cc Gm Dow Soto Fa Sol? Fa solu? Fa tak-ing time the on-ly way he knows.__ cm. F F Gm? F20 Sole Fa Salm Fa Po Sol Leg hurt-ing bad ashe bends to pick a — dog-end. He Gm F Gm7 F o Gm7 Dom Sob Fe goes down. to. the bog. and warms. his, feet, Ss Cm Gm Solu SolnT Fe Sohn Feel _- ing a-lone,_ the ar - my’s up the road__ Gm. F Gm? Gm7 Do Doo Dom Sota Sal - va - tim A - la mode_____" and a cup of Fe Solm tea. Aq - ua-lung, Ps my friend, don’t___ you PoPELLy pl Ly ge F Gu? F Fa Fab Fa Do Sol? Dom Sotm start a - way un-eas - y. You poor old sod, you____see it’s on-ly F Foust F © Cm Gm. Fa me, ie ee ch wo woh.21 Solm Gin, ae, = Mb Fa. lie Mp Fa Solm Mb eb on Cm Ps22 Solu Mb Fa Gm ES Solu? Pa Fa Do Dee__ dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee__ dee dee. Sola cm F Gm? F c Dosa Solu Sol Dee dee dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee. Sotm Fa Sam? Fa bo Doo ‘Aq-ua - lung, my friend, don’t you start a-way___un-eas - y. You Gm 3 F Gm7 c «9 Dom soln Be poor old sod, you see it's on - ly me, yeah, Hmm. Gm F ir From to ®, then CodaCODA 23 Sitting on a park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent, heh, heh. Snot’s running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Hey, Aqualung. Drying in the cold sun, watching as the frilly panties run. Hey, Aqualung. Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck, Wo, Aqualung. Sun streaking cold, an old man wand’rin’Ionely, taking time the only way he knows. Leg hurtin’ bad as he bends to pick a dogend, he goes down to the bog and warms his feet. Feeling alone, the army's up the road. Salvation ale mode and a cup of tea, Aqualung, my friend, don't you start away uneasy. You poor old sod, you see i's only me. Do you still remember December's foggy freeze, when the ice that clings on to your beard was screaming agony? Hey! And you snatch your rattling last breaths with deep sea diver sounds, and the flowers bloom like madness in the spring. Sun streaking cold, an old man wand’ring lonely taking time the only way he knows Leg hurting bad as he bends to pick a dogend He goes down to the bog and warms his feet. Wo ho ho. Feeling alone, the army's up the road. Salvation ala mode and a cup of tea. Aqualung, my friend, don't you start away uneasy. You poor old sod, ‘you see it's only me, me, ‘oh wo wo ho ho! Dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee dee dee. Dee dee dee dee dee dee, dee dee dee deo, Aqualung, my friend, don’t you Start away uneasy. ‘You poor old sad, you see it’s only me, yeah, Emm. Sitting on a park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent, heh, heh. Snot’s running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. Hey, Aqualung, Drying in the eold sun, watching as the frilly panties run, Hey, Aqualung, Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck. Hey, Aqualung, ‘Wo ho, Aqualung,24 The Shadows APACHE Music by J. LORDAN € Gm (© 1950 by FRANCIS DAY « HUNTER La Talan So Pablaher EM MUSIC PLBUSPING ITALIA rl. Min. ina, 43/45 20149 Min (Ad i sendin Coppi seedEb any Fa m7 FT Dom7_Fa7, Bb sb BO br 25 Eb (m7 FT Dom? Fat m7 7 Solem BT26 Christopher Cross ARTHUR’S THEME Words and Music by B. BACHARACH, C. BAYER SAGER, C. CROSS, P. ALLEN, Moderately Hen? Solt Do Fa sb y La Mia La LaDot Bb ET A BA A AICH Rem? Sot? Do Once in your life you'll find__ her, some-one who turns. your Dm oT c Pe sh Mit heart a- round, and next thing you know, you're - in F Bb EYsust ET La Mia Le LefDof emt Sot down the town. Wake up and she’s still with _you, 7 r Patti ost a BA A ACH Do Fa sh ‘e- ven though you left her way. a-cross town, You're won-der-in’ to your - Mit la Mila La LalDof = self hey, what ‘ve I found? tr : FF BA A AIC ETousd 2 1921 WARNER EROS MUSIC Corp NEW HIDDEN VALLEY MUSIC / BEGONIA MELODES le. / UNICHAPPELL MUSIC lee POAWARNER BROS, MUSICITALY sl Pas dea Rept, lS - 20124 Milano $2 lsteraonl Cops sacued% rer Whon you get caught Sint I know it's cra-zy, Bu? AB Laos Rote Tf you get caught Tar PPT maz Dotn7 watt Fatt Ct - - - w cant Fi tenet rT the best that you be-tween the Mie Ke Late moon and New York Cit - y, ED D Amaj7 bat meee be-tween the moon and New York ED D Sin? the best that you can do, Bm? can do is fall in love._ Once in your life you'll ind her, someone who tums your heart around, and next thing you know, you're closin’ down the town, Wake up and she's still with you, even though you left her way across town, You're wonderin’ to yourself hey, what 've I found? When you got caught between the moon and New York City, T know it’s erazy, but it’s true. Ifyou get caught between the moon and New York City, the best that you can do, the best that you can do is fall in love. From ad libitum Arthur, he does what he pleases. All of his life, his mastor’s toys, and deep in his heart, he’s just, he's just a boy. Livin’ his life one day at a time, he's showing himself a really good time, He's laughin’ about the way they want him to be. ‘When you get caught between the moon and New York City, Tnow it’s erazy, but it’s true. Ifyou get caught between the moon and New York City, tthe best that you ean do, the best that you ean do is fall in love,Gene Vincent BE BOP A LULA Words and Music by G. VINCENT, S. TEX DAVIS Moderate slow rock Do Be - bop-a-lu - la, she’s my ba - by. Be-bop-a-lu - la, I c don’t mean may - be. Be-bop-a-lu - la, she's my ba - by. Sol? Be-bop-a-lu - la, Be-bop-a-Iu - la, I don’t mean may - be, SolTs Salt Do she's my ba - by love, my ba - by love, my ba - by love. Gmaj767sus c Do Do She's the girl inthe red blue jeans She's the queen of all the teens. Do Do She's the one____—that_I_ know. She's the one that loves me so. De Be-bop-a-lu - la, she’s my ba - by. Be-bop-a-lu - la, I FT 56 by Lowen Mus Co ne. lula Sdoabcher WARNER BROS. MUSIC ITALY 2. Pale Repabbicn 146 20324 Mano ‘Alas resaved. etaong|Copraht seareddon't Do love, mean my may - be. ba - by Be-bop-a-lu - la, love, my ba - by love. Be-bop-a-lu-la, she's my baby. Be-bop-a-hu-la, I don't mean maybe. Be-bop-a-lu-la, she's my baby. Be-bop-a-lu-la, I don't mean maybe. Be-bop-a-lu-la, she's my baby love, my baby love, my baby love, She's the girl in the red blue jeans, She's the queen of all the teens, She's the one that I know. She's the one that loves me so. Be-bop-a-lu-la, she's my baby. Be-bop-a-lu-la, I don't mean maybe. Be-bop-a-lu-la, she’s my baby love, my baby love, my baby love, She's the one that's got that beat, she’s the one with the flyin’ feet. She's the one that walks around the store, Sho's the one that gets more and more. Be-bop-a-lu-la, she’s my baby. Be-bop-a-lu-la, I don't mean maybe. Be-bop-a-lu-la, she’s my baby love, my baby love, my baby love. she’s my Solt+ Salz/s ba - by Ginaj7 G7sust eae || ae a ‘bo love. 2930 The Who BEHIND BLUE EYES Words and Music by P. TOWNSHEND Moderately slow it Eauet Mi Sol no one knows what it's like — to be the bad = man,— to be the Arpeggio simile 6 D Deust D Em Doi) Laz Min s sad man be-hind__ blue eyes. N - no one knows_what it's like to be 9) Az Em c te Ret Re Dold) Laz hat - ed, tobe fat -ed__ to tell-ingon - ly lies. But my D Dsust D 9) Do Re , Sol _ Doel Sol Do Re dreams,______— they aren't as. emp-ty as my con-science seems. to be.— Mi kati Mi sim Do = Thave hours. on-ly lone - ly. My love is ven - EME E Bm © Re Ret Re Lae ~ geance that’s nev - er free. N- a2 © by FABOLOUS MUSIC Lu Tolan Subbasiher ESSEX TTALIANA Edson Msc sr - Grete Del Cana, 4 £0599 Miro Alraereensd iterators) Copnaiseaved31 Mica Sal Re Rot Re CA fara ine ie ont Ht Se ee Ab Eb Kadima’ ‘b V[2.an8 sbite Mibdion Fam si . Ebdim Fin? Bb a Bb Dom Fam siz au Solute Dom Pan Reb RebiDobSib ED Cm/D Cm Fm Db DbIChBbm. la Re ta Ladi Ls sil-hou - et-te of aman, Scar-a - Ei = y Me fa Victs gion ewe ke oe pee 4 Reta Rela Tadim a Re La Rebitah ta -mouche, Scar-a-mouche, will you do the Fan-dan-go, ‘Thun-der-bolt and light-ning, D A D A Adim AD A DbiAb Ab36 Daisot wi ver-y, ver-y fright - ‘ning mie. Ga-li-le-o, Ga-li - le-o. Ga-li-le-o. Ga-li- oe E -le-0, Ga-li-le-o fi-ga - ro Ma-gni-fi - oo. s sb la sb S Sb a SH tab ath Mbaim Mb Tm just a poor boy and no - bod-y loves _ me. He's just_a poor boy B Bb A Bb BBD A Bb Ab E> Ebdim Eb Lab Mb Midi ath Lab Mibisot Fa sb from_a poor fam-i-ly, spare him his life from this mons-tros-i-ty. 1g t tb Bhim Bh Ab _- C ial i Lab Mib/Sol Faddimn Fam Si ib La sib si sib La sib Eas-y come, eas-y go, will you let me go, Bis - B BL A Bb B Bb A Bb wi Chorus: 8b Mi sb mil-lah! No, we will not let you go. Let_him gol. Bis - mil - lab! We Eb Bb Eb r BD Mb sb will not let you go. Let him go!____ Bis-mil-lah! We will not let you go. Let me go! Bb Patek Will not let you £0. rer me go, Will not let you 80. ret me go Sim Ta Re Reb Sob Shy Mb No, no, no, no, no, no, m0, Oh ma-ma mi-a, ma-ma mi-a. Ma-ma 5 ch Bb OBBsh Mi Ley Re Solm mi-a, let me go. Be - el - ze-bub has a dev-il put a-side for Bb Eb Ab b cm sh me, for a ee a ee uy Instrumental Fat FT subst sb Mb iy So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye. Sel é 1201 er = Reb Big, EHP sins a eae So you think you can love me and leave me to ed eee is j Fm Bb Fm BI Pat sb Fant sb ah just got-ta get out, just got-ta get right out - ta here.__ 7s. a ~ Fat Bb Fant Bs o Ma siitte Dom Sol Dom Sol Dom S57 Mi Re Solm Fb D Gm Gm BLT BD38 Dom Lab Mb Noth-ing real-ly mat-ters, b Lahm -ing real-ly mat-ters, Cm Abm bain, z Ebdim bho sh Dor Fa Bb 7 F Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality. ‘Open your eyes, ook up to the skies and see, Tm just a poor boy, Ineed no sympathy, because I'm easy come, easy g0, little high, little low, any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me. ‘Mama, just killed a man, puta gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he’s dead. Mama, life hed just begun, ‘but now I've gone and thrown it all away. Mama, cob, didn’t mean to make you cry, if 'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters. Too late, my time has come, sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time, Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go, gotta leave you all behind and face the truth, ‘Mama, ooh, don’t want to die, sometimes wish Pd nover been born at all sou noth-ing real-ly mat-ters to me. Salm Dow Solm an - y-one can see, on Gm Cm Mb Lab Sintec BhuvD) a C769) Labi Sol? An-y way the wind blows. Abdim Gm see a little silhouette of a man, Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango. ‘Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright’ning me. Galileo. Galileo. Galileo. Galileo, Galileo figaro Magnifico, Tm just a poor boy and nobody loves me. He's just a poor boy from a poor family, spare him his life from this monstrosity. Easy come, easy go, will you let me go, Bismillah! No, we will not let you go. (Let him gol) Bismillah! We will not let you go. (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not lot you go. (Let me go). Will not let you go. Cet me go). Will not let you go. (Let me go). Ah, No, no, no, no, no, no, no. (Oh mama mia, mama mia). Mama mia, let me go. Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye. So you think you can love me and leave me to die Oh, baby. can't do this to me, baby, Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here. Nothing really matters, anyone can see, nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me, Any way the wind blows,The Eagles DESPERADO Words and Music by D. HENLEY, G. FREY Slowly Sol_ Sa Do Dom6 Sol Mim lat Rep Des-per-a + 7 pT t c a © Guo G Em aT Sot Sal9 Do Doms Sol Mi = do, why don't__you come to your sens - es? You been out rid-in’ fence - es for ic emten © m6 c Em? Lat Ret Sol sol2rt Do Doms 0 long now. Oh, you're a hard one, Tknow that you got your rea - sons, these Av Dz € G2eush c m6 SoVRe SVR} Mi tat Ret Sol RelFaz things that are pleas - in’ you can _—_hurt_ you some-how. Don't you oD BID} Ema aT pt G pied Misa Do Sot Solaf draw the queen_of dia - monds,—boy,— shell beat you if she’s a-ble, you know the Bm, Bust c c ort Mint Do 5 RelBat queen of hearts is al - ways your best bet “Now it DFE - ble, Do Sot laid up-on. but you Em Bm? ai 6 Min L LamifRe Re Re? on - ly want__ the ones__ that you can't___ get. Des - per-a - Em AT m7D =D DT 1.1973 by KICKING BEAR/ BENCHMARK MUSIC Ia Susie, WARE ROS MUSCITAL Paani ahs srened teneteel Cops ecu.a Rem7iSot z Do Stu Lam = do, oh, you ain’ get-tin’ no young - er, your 6 DmiiG © Bm Am Sol Refixt Mim L Ret pain and your hun - ger, theyre driv-in’ you home And c DIE Em e At bz Sol Ren S01 Do Sin Lam free-dom, oh, free - dom, well, that's just some peo-ple talk - i ‘your c DmziG c Bm Am Sot of Mim Late? Sol ResFad pris-on is walk - in’ through this world all a-lone. Don't your GBIF Em AT D7 G prt Mim Sim De Sol RelPat feet get cold in the win-ter time?___The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine,. it’s Em BmT DFE Mim Do Sot RelFat hard to tell. the night - time from the day. You're == € c Dirt Mina Sint Do Sol los-in’ all__ your highs__ and lows.___ Ain't it fun-ny how_ the feel - in’ goes__a- Re Ret Sal Ren? why don’t yoube Done come to your sens - es? c Gn6 Laz Ret © - pen the gate AT bz Do Doms Set rain-bow a-bove you. c Cm6 © SouRe __sitiRed Mira Tet some-bod-y love you. Come It may be You bet-ter let some-bod-y love__you, be - fore it's too. 41 1 RelFat Minn down from your fene - es, ¢ DIF; Em Sat Rei rain - in’, “but there’s a G Din7 Min DoSolSiba ‘you__bet-ter BIE Bm CGB Am LamtiRe late. Sal Sol? Do Downs Sol Desperado, way don’t you come to your senses? You been out ridin’ fences for so long now. Oh, you're # hard one, know that you got your reasons, these things that are pleasin’ you can hurt you somehow. Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy, she'll beat you if she's able, you know the quean of hearts is always your best bet. ‘Now it seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table, but you only want the ones that you can’t get. m6 Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin’ no younger, your pain and your hunger, they're drivin’ you home, ‘And freedom, ob, freedom, well, that's just some people talkin’, ‘your prison is walkin’ through this world all alone. Don’t your feet get cold in the winter time? ‘The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine, it’s hard to tell the nighttime from the day. You're losin’ all your highs and lows. Ain‘t it fanny how the feelin’ goes away? Desperado, why don't you eome to your senses? Come down from your fences, open the gate. It may be rainin’, but there's @ rainbow above you, You better let somebody love you, you better lot somebody love you before i's too late.The Mamas & The Papas CALIFORNIA DREAMIN’ Words by JOHN E. A. PHILLIPS Music by M. GILLIAM Moderate tam Sol re Sot MiT ems All the leaves are brown, and the sky__ is grey. Am G F G ET Dao mir Fa Do MIT Lan Fs Mi Tve been for a walk on a win-ter’s day, ET F Geeee?. Am 6 E Dm Mir Lame sel Bs Td be safe and ET wit Lam Sol Or ‘Sol MIT Remo Cal-i-for-nia — dream-in'_ on such a win-ter’s day. ET Am & F G ET Dao Mit Lam, Sol Fa Sot MT Rem6 as Stopped in-to a church, I passed a-long the way. ET Am 6 F c ET Dino M7 Fs Do Miz re Mi Rem6 Oh, I got down on my — knees, ‘and_I_pre-tend___to pray ait Lam Sol Fa sal You know the preach-er likes the cold he knows I'm_gon-na ss ET Aun! c F G © 1965/70 by AMERICAN BROADCASTING MUSIC be Ilan Sub Pub UNIVERSALIMCA MUSIC TALY er -\ta Dae 15-2093 Mino ‘Alias sewed ntensond Coppi awedaz Rens Miz Lam Sol stay. Cal - i+ for-nia — dream-in.___ Dio ET An G Fa Sol Mit Rem6 = MT on such a win-ter’s All. the leaves are From to @, then segue F © E7 Dm6 ET Fa Sot Lam Sol Fa Sat fon such a win-ter's day, E on such a win-ter's Cali for-nia dream F G Am c F c Lam Sot Fs Sol Fa Lax? day on such a win-ter’s day. Cal-i-for-nia dream - in’ Am c & C y Am7 All the leaves are brown, and the sky is grey Tve been for a walle on a winter's day. Td be safe and warm if Twas in L.A. California dreamin’ on such a winter's day. Stopped into.a church, I passed along the way: Oh, I got down on my knees, and I pretend to pray. ‘You know the preacher likes the cold he knows I'm gonna stay. California dreamin’ on such a winter's day, All the leaves are brown, and the sky is grey Tve been for a walk on a winter’s day, IfT didn't tell her Tecould leave today. California dreamin’ on a such a winter's day, California dreamin’ on such a winter's day California dreamin’ ‘on such a winter's day.44 Stevie Winwood CAN'T FIND MY WAY HOME Words and Music by S. WINWOOD Moderately rae ec elec Do2 _Sol’Si SolnvSi> RefLa Fa Sol he Be Come Ti a a is [ee S| [ee ales: C2 G/B Gw/B) DIA F 6 D D Doz Sous SotiniSib RelLa down off__ your throne and leave your bod-y a-lone. e cB Gui DIA Sot Re Doz Sousi bod - y_must change. You are_ the rea - son I've been F © D Solus RelLa Fa Sal Re waiting so long. Some - bod - y holds the key. on Well, I'm GmpB) DIA F c D SoS Tear the enc tT just ain't got. a cB D Mim Sot Fuk Minn Re and Tm wast_- ed_and I can't find my way— home. Doz SoUSh Som Refla Fe Sol Re LE ele eal eae lel vera eee) [Se 2 cre GmvBb DIA F c D [per Soin Rea Fe Bor te ] Ooh. Ooh. Come 2 cw GmBb DIA F c D © 9106 FS, MUSCL, letenSabPasiher WARNER BROS, MUSICITALY nl «Pas dela Repub, Ms 20124 Mien ‘Atisht eeved Intention Capit seed2. Dor SohSih RelLa Ps Sol Ke (Ooh, BT can't find my way_ home. ee aS c2 GIB Gmv/Bb DIA F D Doz SoUSi Soli RelLa Fa Sol Re Ah,—___ but I ‘can't___ find my_way__home. a CIB Gm/Bb DIA F c D Doz Sos Soli Rela Fa Sot but T cant, find my— way__ home. cz GB GmiBh DIA F G Re Dee SoUSiSolwS> ——RelLa Fa So = Ab, dee, doo, ____ “but I aa D C2 GIB GuvBb DIA F Cc Re Fo Sot Re Fa Sol — Still I can't findmyway_home.___ AndI__—ain't__ done__noth - ing wrong, y D © D F © D F © v6 Come down off your throne and leave your body alone. oh, but I can’t find my way home, Somebody must change Ah, but I can't find my way home. You are the reason I've been waiting so long. Ooh, but I can't find my way home, Somebody holds the key: Ah, dee, doo, but I can't find my way home. Well, I'm near the end Still I can't find my way home. just ain't got the time, And I ain't done nothing wrong, and I'm wasted and I can't find my way home. but I can't find my way home, oh. Ooh. Come down on your own and leave your body alone. Somebody must change You are the reason I've been waiting all these years, Somebody holds the key.46 Tom Jones DELILAH Words and sib L REED, B. MASON Mi T saw the light on the night that I passed by her Min I. saw the BT siz flick-er - ing sha-dows of love on her blind. Mi BYinz Lam Mian WO) imams ee ta ee AS ee as she de - he eee si in ¢ re sot Re gim-me some a - lovin’ ev-er-y_—day.__ Sol Re Sol 6 D me 5 Well, my head’s_II 3. V Well, my temperature's rising and my feet left the floor, crazy peaple knockin’ ‘cos they're waiting some more let me in Baby, I don't know what you've got but you'd better take it easy, this place is hot; and I'm s0 glad we made it, 80 glad we made it, I want you, Gimme some alovin’, gimme some alovin’, gimme some alovin’ every day. Well, my head's exploding and I'm floating to sound, too much is happening ‘cos you're around, it’s been a hard day and nothing went too good Tm gonna relax like ev'rybody should and I'm so glad we made it, so glad we made it. Iwant you. Gimme some alovin’, gimme some alovin’, gimme some alovin’ every day. Well, I feel so good evrything is getting hot, you'd better take some time off ‘cos the place is on fire, better star baby, ‘cos I have so much to do, ‘we made it baby, and it happened to you and I'm so glad we made it, so glad we made it. Twant you, Gimme some alovin’, gimme some alovin’, gimme some alovin' every day.70 John Lennon HAPPY XMAS (WAR IS OVER) Words and Music by Y. ONO, J. LENNON Le Lai) Lad Le Sim Sim(9) Sit Sine So this is X-mas and what have you done? An-oth-er year A AQ) Acme Bm Bm(9)Bmeust Bm wir Sim7 mas La a9) Lat Las ov-er, a new one justbe - gun; and so this is Bun? ET E13 A AO) Asust AL Re Rett Re Re Mim Mint 3a X-mas. I hope you have fun the near and the D — Dimaj7sust Deust D Em Bm(7) End Em la 1a) tals Re Ret Rel dear ones the old and the young. A mer-ry, mer-ry A A) ALB D Deust DIS Sol la Sol Fat X-mas, and ahap-py New Year, let’s hope it’s a c A © Fim Mira Sol Re Mi wir good one. with-out an-y "fear. And so this is ir Late Reo Sim Site sa X-mas eevee ante sea the rich_and the tr E oi ieee ete D6 Bm Bitz) Bm? Bm 1 1972 by LENOND MUSIC EMM BLACKWOOD Musee, ONO MUSIC ha Sobush her Eh MUSIC PUBLISHING ITALIA gr = Vie C Reza, 43/45 «2049 Mano Allg esovesieranal Copy secu1 wiv Miz Sia? Mit Ls ‘poor ones is Ia And so, hap-py ET for black and ca Bh A Re Rete S16 Mim for the yel-low_and Go Min? Em Emo Em Mim | Rel, A mer-ry, mer-ry Enna Lat Re let's stop all the fights. — ro oT ' ATost = ATE AT D AT Em pis Sot La Sol Peto X-mas and ahap-py New Year. Lot's hope it's a © a 6 Fim tim sol Re Moms. good one. with-out an-y fear. And so this is gS = SSS rk Eire tt PraPtr E E13 CODA Re Mi lek Re6 La Siw SimT+ Sin Sim foar. War is 0 - ver if you want it pe OA Bm Bm(#7) Bm Bm Amaj7 1 simile pele Oe Le D E SE oe GiB} Bb pos Bb Bhavsh Solbts Fat Bie enna ideation 2 EE Ghmaj7 FT Cm ReSolT can find a friend, Fem T can have so-cur-i-ty—— un - iG: Fo Doz Me Fa F -til the bit-ter end An-y-one can com-fort me with En . L F rt % om fe Refate aba es a-gain—_I_ know. I know.. ae nis EIB Bb CTs G7 Be Es ee sane pleat, Sib Mib. Fa FaMiy Rem i When I’m deep in-side of me_ don't be too con-cerned._ $ Eb mb, Solem Lam Dom? Fa Fa7 I_won't__ ask for noth-in’ while I'm gone. Gm. We cm? FFT sb Dot Do Fao taDot Rem When_I_ want sin - cer-i-ty, tell me, where. == SS Se eT Bb Caust ¢ Fwy Laz Rett Ret you're theone__ that I. depend _up-on. From & to, then Coda coDA a ba Mibmt+ F Fr Ebmtmaj7) Bb Bbm/Ab Ifyou search for tenderness, it isn’t hard to find, You can have the love you need to live And if you look for truthfulness you might just as well be blind; it always seems to be so hard to give. Honesty is such a lonely word. Ey'ryone is so untrue, Honesty is hardly ever heard, but mostly what I need from you. can always find someone to say they sympathize if | wear my heart out on my sleeve, But I don't want some protty face to toll me prtty lies All T want is someone to believe, Honesty is such a lonely word. By'ryone is so untrue, ‘Honesty is hardly ever heard, but mostly what I need from you. Tean find s loves, can find @ friend, Jean have security until the bitter end. Anyone can comfort me with promises again I know I know. When.'m deep inside of me don't be too concerned. I.won't ask for nothin’ while I'm gone. When I want sincerity, tell me, where else can I turn? “Cause you're the one that I depend upon. Honesty is such a lonely word. Ev'ryone is so untrue. Honesty is hardly ever heard, but mostly what I need from you.83 Bee Gees HOW DEEP IS YOUR LOVE Words and Music by B. A. GIBB, E. GIBB, R. H. GIBB Moderately is And when you 8 oh an Solnt Fam? Doz Fem Sot rise in the morn - ing sun, T feel you touch. me in the pour - ing rain— Ebmaj7 a> Eb Gin7 Fm7 C7 Fm 6 sou i be Mb, Sol Dom? Dom = and the mo - ment that you wan-der far. from me” I wan-na Boll BLT “E) Cm C7 im sin Labte When you come. to me on a sum- Fem feel you in my arms a-gain, Fm Bb7 Bhi Abmajz Sotm7 Sim Rete ="mer breeze__keep me warm_—— in your love__ then you soft > ly leave. And it’s Gut Fmt Bom Dbmaj7 Stn Fa shu Mb me you need— to sho how deep is your love is your love? How deep_ Cm Fm Boll Eb aa Labz+ Fam — is your love? IT real-ly need to_learn. Abmaj7 Fm Abm sub Sim Dor liv-ing in a world of fools. break-ing us down when they all E> Bom cr (© 1917 by CROMPTON SONGS LIC. / GBB BROTHERS MUSIC Lal Na SusPabisher Eins CHADPELL 41. Pas dla Renae, 176 20124 Mino (pe: CROMPTON SONGS Ue) BDAC Reord Mane Pihiing SpA, -Vu Bacher 22040 Mino. Sura pur ger oncezone BMG Pubewtone Allis rened. vrata Copy sewed84 — should let us be. We be-long. to you and me. 79) cr Fm Abm Mb Soin? Fam? Bot Fam Sol — I be-lieve in you. You know the door. to my bar est soul. Eb Fm? 7 Fm c s she wi Solin Don e You're the light in my deep est dark est hour. Dom ‘You're my sa - Bhll Bb Eb Cm m7 G soul Lab’ and you may. *2Viour when I fall_ not think that I care_ Fm Bb7 BIL Abmaj7 Sales? Fan? Sh RebTs — for you_ when you know down in-side___that I real - ly do and it’s Gm? Fund Bbm —Dbmaj7 Sotm Fam soit Mi how deep is your love, me you need to show. is your love?__ How deep_. Labs Fam Lab — is your love? I really need to learn, ‘cause we're Abmaj7 Fm ub bem Dot break-ing us down when they all liv-ing in a world of — fools. E> Bhm cr5 Dot * — should let us be. C79) cr Fm copa Eb Gm wb — is your love, how deep. Labm Mb Pa ‘cause we're liv- ing in Abm BE Det down when they all. i And when you rise in the morning sun I feel you touch me in the pouring rain and the moment that you wander far from me Iwanna feel you in my arms again. ‘When you come to me on a summer breeze ‘keep me warm in your love then you softly leave. ‘And it’s me you need to show how deep is your love, is your love? How deep is your love? Treally need to learn “eause we're living in a world of fools breaking us down when they all should let us be. We belong to you and me. believe in you, ‘You know the door to my barest soul You're the light in my deep est darkest hour. ‘You're my saviour when I fall and you may not think that I care for you ‘when you know down inside that I really do and it's me you need to show how deep is your love, is your love? ‘How deep is your love? We be-long____ to you__ and me_ Mb Sole? sbi Sita ala 2 ee ada: Boi is your love? Se EE, a world of fools. should let us be. Lab From % to, then Coda Abm How deep__ + Pan real-ly mean to learn Abmaj7 Fm som break-ing us Bom Dot Fam cr Fm Teally need to learn ‘cause we're living in a world of fools breaking us down when they all should let us be We belong to you and me, La lala lala, ‘When you come to me on a summer breeze keep me warm in your love then you softly leave. And it’s me you need to show how deep is your love, is your love? How deep is your love? Treally need to learn ‘cause we're living in a world of fools breaking us down when they all should let us be Wo belong to you and me. Lala la la la, How deep is your lo how deep is your love? I really mean to learn “cause we're living in a world of fools breaking us down when they all should let us be.86 Donna Summer HOT STUFF Words and Music by P. BELLOTTE, K. FORSEY, H. FALIERMEIER Fa Salm Fa Sete. F Gm F Gm F Gm Salm Fa Sit-ting here, eat-ing my heart. out, wait - ing, wait-ing for some lov-er to call. fa Gm F Bae Dialled a- bout a thou - sand num ~ bers late - ly, “Gm Fa Solm Dom Rem al-most rang the ‘phone off the wall. Look-ing for some hot stuff, ba-by, this even - ie - F Gm Solm Dom K ~ ing? I need some hot stuff, ba-by, to-night. T want some by WARNER BROS MUSE Cao. Tejan Su Baier WARNER BROS, MUSICTALY al. -Pas dela Repub ‘Alva rerved:buomitondl Compa cued 15-8014 Mano87 Don Rem Sota Dom hot stuff, ba-by, this even - in Got - ta have some hot stuff, got ==] Se ee oe I? Vad Cn Dm Gm On Rem Solon Sb Dow Rem Solo Sb Dom - ta have some love to-night. 1 need hot stuff. Dm Cm Bb Cm Dm Gm Bb Cm Rom Soin Sb Dom Rem Solm Sb Dom I want some hot stuff. I need hot stuff, Dm Gm Bb Cm Dm Gm B) Cm Rem Soim Instrumental fe Gm Dm Gu F $$ Solm Sol ae greg MibrSol FalSol ExIG MibrSol88 Fim Gm Fa Solm Sot Sole, Hot, hot, hot. Hot, hot, hot, hot Fuém Som Fa Solin stuff, Hot, hot, hot. How's a- bout some Fin Gm F Gm Dom Rem Solm hot stuff, ba - by, this even - ing? I need some Cm Dm Gm Dom Ress hot stuff, ba-by, to-night Dom em Look-ing for my hot love, ba-by this even -89 Soli Dom Rew I need some hot stuff, ba-by, to-night. I want some repeat Cm Cm Dm Gm Sitting hore, eating my heart out, waiting, waiting for some lover to call. Dialled about a thousand numbers lately, almost rang the ‘phone off the wall. ‘Looking for some hot stuff, baby, this evening? Tneed some hot stuff, baby, tonight. I want some hot stuff, baby, this evening, Gotta have some hot stuff, gotta have some love tonight. T need hot stuff. I want some hot stuff. I need hot stuff, Looking for a lover who needs another, don't want another night on my own. Wanna share my love with a warmblooded lover, wanna bring a wild man back home. Gotta have some hot love, baby, this evening. need some hot stuff, baby, tonight, want some hot stuff, baby, this evening. Gotta have some hot stuff, gotta have some love tonight. need hot stuff: I want hot stuff. I need hot stuff Hot, hot, hot, hot stuff. Hot, hot, hot. Hot, hot, hot, hor stuff, Hot, hot, hot. How's about some hot stuff, baby, this evening? Ineed some hot stuff, baby, tonight Looking for my hot love, baby this evening. Teed some hot stuff, baby, tonight want some hot stuff90 The Eagles HOTEL CALIFORNIA Words and Music by D. HENLEY, G. FREY, D. FELDER ? tet Pad Sin On a dark des-ert —high-way, cool wind in my hair, —3I— Bm. ry iy i Mi 7 warm smell of co - li-tas_ ris-ing up through the air. a= = = A S* Up a-head in the dis-tance, °T saw a shim-mer-ing light. 3 D (© 1976 6 CASS COUNTY MUSIC! PNGERS MUSIC! RED CLOUD MUSIC Ieten Sarita, WARNER BROS. MUSIC ITALY srl «Pe dele Bepuscen, H/I6 2124 Mien Alig ened maton Cope eved