The Sound Program

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Bass-                                      Guitar-
   Bm      D      G       D      (Em)        B5      D5     G5       D5   E5
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Bm      D
 Yes I can see her
G            D                  Bm     D
 Cause every girl in here wanna be her
G D            Bm    D
    Oh she's a diva
G           D                Bm       D G D
 I feel the same and I wanna meet her

Bm        D  G
 They say she low down
             D                   Bm        D G
 It's just a rumor and I don't believe em
      D               Bm         D G
 They say she needs to slow down
     D              Bm           D G D
 The baddest thing around town

Bridge-
                      Bm          D           G     D
 She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before
    Em              Bm           D             G      D
 Nothing you can compare to your neighbourhood whore
                    Bm          D          G            D          Bm      D G D
 I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful
                    Bm       D             G     D
 The way that booty movin' I can't take no more
                       Bm        D            G     D
 Have to stop what I'm doin so I can pull her close
                    Bm          D          G            D          Bm      D G D
 I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful,    damn girl

Chorus-
 Bm            D           G   D
 Damn you'se a sexy ,   A sexy 
 Bm            D           G   D
 Damn you'se a sexy ,     damn girl
 Bm            D           G   D
 Damn you'se a sexy ,   A sexy 
 Bm            D           G   D
 Damn you'se a sexy ,     damn girl

Bm D G D x4

Verse 1
Verse 2
Bridge
Chorus x2

Take It Easy
Eagles

(Video)

138 bpm
P82 A

G                         
Well I'm a runnin' down the road try'n to loosen my load
                     D     C
I've got seven women on my mind
G                       D
Four that wanna own me, two that wanna stone me
C                              G
One says she's a friend of mine
         Em            C G
Take it easy, take it easy
              Am                C                 Em
Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy
          C                G
Lighten up while you still can
           C                G
Don't even try to understand
            Am                 C                     G
Just find a place to make your stand,  and take it easy

G
Well, I'm a standin' on a corner in Winslow, Arizona
            D        C
Such a fine sight to see
       G                 D
It's a girl my lord in a flat-bed Ford
        C                        G
Slowin' down to take a look at me
          Em              C G
Come on, baby, don't say maybe
        Am                 C                 Em
I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me
       C               G                  C             G
We may lose and we may win, though we may never be here again
        Am              C                G
So open up I'm climbin' in, so take it easy

G
Well, I'm a runnin' down the road tryin' to loosen my load
                       D     C
Got a world of trouble on my mind
G                       D                          C              G
Lookin' for a lover who won't blow my cover, she's so hard to find
         Em             C G
Take it easy,  take it easy
              Am                C                 Em
Don't let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy
        C G             C  G
Come on baby, don't say maybe
        Am                 C             G           C   Em   
I gotta know of your sweet love is gonna save me

Long Tall Sally
Little Richard

(Video)

#1.
F
Gonna tell Aunt Mary about Uncle John,

He says he has the blues but he has a lotta fun,
   Bb              F                C
Oh baby..Ye-e-e-eh baby..Woo-o-o-oh baby..
                  F
Havin' some fun tonight.

#2.
F
Well, long tall Sally she's built sweet,

she got everything that Uncle John need.
   Bb              F                C
Oh baby, Ye-e-e-eh baby, Woo-o-o-oh baby,
                  F
Havin' some fun tonight.

#3.
F
Well, I saw Uncle John with bald-headed Sally,

He saw Aunt mary comin' and he jumped back in the alley,
    Bb              F                C
Oh, baby, Ye-e-e-eh baby, Woo-o-o-oh baby,
                  F
Havin' some fun tonight.

#4.
F
Well, I saw Uncle John with bald-headed Sally,

He saw Aunt mary comin' and he jumped back in the alley,
    Bb              F                C
Oh, baby, Ye-e-e-eh baby, Woo-o-o-oh baby,
                  F
Havin' some fun tonight.
F
We're gonna have some fun tonight.

Gonna have some fun tonight.
            Bb
We're gonna have some fun tonight.
F
Everything will be alright.
            C
We're gonna have some fun,
                      F
Gonna have some fun tonight.

Hurricane
Bob Dylan

(Video)

[Intro]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 1]

Am                           F
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Am                             F
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
    Am                      F
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Am                     F
 Cries out My God they killed them all!

C                           F
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
G C                        F
   The man the authorities came to blame
Dm                           C
 For something that he never done
Dm                        C   Em
 Put in a prison cell but one time 
              Am       F               C      G  
He could have been the champion of the world

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 2]

Am                           F
Three bodies lyin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ there does Patty see
Am                           F
And another man named Bello, movin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ around mysteriously
Am                           F
I didn√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t do it, he says, and he throws up his hands
Am                           F
I was only robbin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ the register, I hope you understand
C                           F
I saw them leavin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢, he says, and he stops
G C                        F
One of us had better call up the cops
Dm                           C
And so Patty calls the cops
Dm                        C   Em
And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢
              Am       F               C      G
In the hot New Jersey night

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 3]

Am                           F
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Am                           F
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ around
Am                           F
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Am                           F
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
C                           F
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
G C                        F
Just like the time before and the time before that
Dm                           C
In Paterson that√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s just the way things go
Dm                        C   Em
If you√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢re black you might as well not show up on the street
              Am       F               C      G 
√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢Less you wanna draw the heat

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 4]

Am                           F
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Am                           F
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ around
Am                           F
He said, I saw two men runnin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ out, they looked like middleweights
Am                           F
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates
C                           F
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
G C                        F
Cop said, Wait a minute, boys, this one√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s not dead
Dm                           C
So they took him to the infirmary
Dm                        C   Em
And though this man could hardly see
              Am       F               C      G 
They told him that he could identify the guilty men

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 5]

Am                           F
Four in the mornin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ and they haul Rubin in
Am                           F
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs
Am                           F
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ eye
Am                           F
Says, Wha√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢d you bring him in here for? He ain√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t the guy!
C                           F
Yes, here√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s the story of the Hurricane
G C                        F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm                           C
For somethin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ that he never done
Dm                        C   Em
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
              Am       F               C      G 
The champion of the world

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 6]

Am                           F
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Am                           F
Rubin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s in South America, fightin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ for his name
Am                           F
While Arthur Dexter Bradley√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s still in the robbery game
Am                           F
And the cops are puttin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ the screws to him, lookin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ for somebody to blame
C                           F
Remember that murder that happened in a bar?
G C                        F
Remember you said you saw the getaway car?
Dm                           C
You think you√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢d like to play ball with the law?
Dm                        C   Em
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ that night?
              Am       F               C      G 
Don√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t forget that you are white

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 7]

Am                           F
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, I√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢m really not sure
Am                           F
Cops said, A poor boy like you could use a break
Am                           F
We got you for the motel job and we√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢re talkin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ to your friend Bello
Am                           F
Now you don√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
C                           F
You√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ll be doin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ society a favor
G C                        F
That sonofa is brave and gettin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢ braver
Dm                           C
We want to put his ass in stir
Dm                        C   Em
We want to pin this triple murder on him
              Am       F               C      G 
He ain√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t no Gentleman Jim

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 8]

Am                           F
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Am                           F
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
Am                           F
It√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s my work, he√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢d say, and I do it for pay
Am                           F
And when it√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s over I√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢d just as soon go on my way
C                           F
Up to some paradise
G C                        F
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Dm                           C
And ride a horse along a trail
Dm                        C   Em
But then they took him to the jailhouse
              Am       F               C      G 
Where they try to turn a man into a mouse

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 9]

Am                           F
All of Rubin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s cards were marked in advance
Am                           F
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Am                           F
The judge made Rubin√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s witnesses drunkards from the slums
Am                           F
To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
C                           F
And to the black folks he was just a crazy er
G C                        F
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Dm                           C
And though they could not produce the gun
Dm                        C   Em
The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
              Am       F               C      G 
And the all-white jury agreed

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 10]

Am                           F
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Am                           F
The crime was murder one, guess who testified?
Am                           F
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
Am                           F
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
C                           F
How can the life of such a man
G C                        F
Be in the palm of some fool√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s hand?
Dm                           C
To see him obviously framed
Dm                        C   Em
Couldn√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land
              Am       F               C      G 
Where justice is a game

[Instrumental]

| Am | F | Am | F |

[Verse 11]

Am                           F
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Am                           F
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Am                           F
While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell
Am                           F
An innocent man in a living hell
C                           F
That√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s the story of the Hurricane
G C                        F
But it won√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢t be over till they clear his name
Dm                           C
And give him back the time he√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s done
Dm                        C   Em
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
              Am       F               C      G 
The champion of the world

And I Love Her
Beatles

(Video)

114 bpm
P71 A

Sweet Caroline
Neil Diamond

(Video)

128 bpm
P79 B

Intro Chords-  E  E   E   E

Verse 1
A                      D
Where it began I can't begin to know it
A                                  E
But then I know it's going strong
A                       D
Was in the spring, and spring became a summer
A                                               E
Who'd have believe you'd come along

Chorus
A         Amaj7
Hands         touching hands
E                       D                           E
Reaching out touching me  touching you

A               D                                E
Sweet Caroline  Good times never seemed so good
A            D                                  E
Im inclined to believe there never would
D   Dbm  Bm
But now I'm

Verse 2
Look at the night and it don't seem so lonely
We fill it up with only two
And when I hurt Hurting runs off my shoulder
How can I hurt when holding you

Warm touching warm
Reachin out touching me touching you

Chorus
A         Amaj7
Hands         touching hands
E                       D                           E
Reaching out touching me  touching you

A               D                                               E
Sweet Caroline  Good times never seemed so good
A            D                                  E
Im inclined to believe there never would
D   Dbm  Bm
Oh no no

Intro Chords

Chorus

Highway To Hell
AC/DC

(Video)

INTRO-
            A                 D/F#  G      D/F#  G     D/F#  G     D/F#   A
E------------------------------------------------------------------------------
B-----------2--2--2-----------3--3--3------3--3--3-----3--3--3------------2--2-
G-----------2--2--2-----------2--2--0------2--2--0-----2--2--0------2-----2--2-
D-----------2--2--2-----------0--0--0------0--0--0-----0--0--0------0-----2--2-
A-----------0--0--0-------------------------------------------------------0--0-
E-----------------------------2--2--3------2--2--3-----2--2--3------2----------
A A A
              D D/F# G              D D/F# G
     Livin' easy,        livin' free,
D D/F# G       D/F#    A A
     Season ticket on a one way ride
A A A           D D/F# G             D D/F# G
     Askin' nothin,      leave me be.
  D D/F# G     D/F#   A A
     Takin' ev'rythin' in my stride.

Don't need reason, don't need rhyme,
     Ain't nothin' i'd rather do.
     goin' down, party time.        E5  <-----instead of an A.
     my friends are gonna be there too.

Chorus
             A    A  A   D/A      G   --¬∫
    i'm on a highway to hell             Repeat
    D/F#     A    A  A   D/A      G
    on the   highway to hell          --¬∫

Additional verses

no stop signs, speed limit,
    nobody's gonna slow me down.
    like a wheel, gonna spin it.
    nobody's gonna mess me around.

Hey, satan, pay'n' my dues,
    playin' in a rockin' band.
    hey, momma, look at me.
    I'm on my way to the promised land.

No More
Ruff Endz

(Video)

Up Against the Wall Redneck Mother
Ray Wylie Hubbard

Chorus: E, A, B, E

10.

Welcome to the Jungle
Guns N' Roses

(Video)

[Verse 1]
A
Welcome to the jungle 
We got fun'n'games
We got everything you want
Honey we know the names
 
           E
We are the people that can find 
Whatever you may need
If you got the money honey
We got your disease
 
[Chorus]
        C
In the jungle 
                D
Welcome to the jungle 
                          E
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees   
I wanna watch you bleed
 
[Verse 2]
 A
Welcome to the jungle 
We take it day by day
If you want it you're gonna bleed
But it's the price you pay
 
              E
And you're a very sexy girl 
That's very hard to please
You can taste the bright lights
But you won't get them for free
 
        C
In the jungle 
                D
Welcome to the jungle 
        E
Fell my, my, my serpentine 
  B                          E
I, I wanna hear your scream 
 
[Guitar Solo]
 
[Verse 3]
 A
Welcome to the jungle 
It gets worse here everyday
Ya learn ta live like an animal
In the jungle where we play
 
              E
If you got a hunger for what you see 
You'll take it eventually
You can have anything you want
But you better not take it from me
 
[Chorus]
        C
In the jungle 
                D
Welcome to the jungle 
                          E
Watch it bring you to your knees, kness 
                        D G D G
 
I wanna watch you bleed
 
[Bridge]
                    G
And when you're high you never 
                      G
Ever want to come down 
F   G    F   G    F   A     E  E9 E E9 C#m B C#m B C#m
So down, so down, so down, yeah         
 
B E B E B A F# B E
 
[Guitar Solo]
 
[Bridge]
You know where you are
You're in the jungle, baby
                F# F F# G A G# A A#
You're gonna die 
        C
In the jungle 
 
[Chorus]
                D
Welcome to the jungle 
                          E
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees 
        C
In the jungle 
                D
Welcome to the jungle 
        E
Fell my, my, my serpentine 
        C
In the jungle 
                D
Welcome to the jungle 
                          E
Watch it bring you to your knees, knees 
        C
In the jungle 
                D
Welcome to the jungle 
                     E
Watch it bring to you 
    D    Bb    A  G E A  G E  E9
It's gonna bring you down, ha!

11.

You're the One that I Want
Grease feat. Olivia Newton John and John Tr

(Video)

Intro: | Am |
Verse: | Am | Am | F | C | E | Am | Am | Am | C | Em | Am | F | C | Em | Am | F |
Chorus: | C | C F | C | C F | C | C F | G | G |

Am                     Am
I got chills they're multiplyin'
        F         C
And I'm losin' control
           E               Am
'Cause the power you're supplying
                   Am
It's electrifying

C             Em        Am
You better shape up 'cause I need a man
                       F
And my heart is set on you
                 C               Em         Am
You better shape up, you better understand
                          F
To my heart I must be true
                      F
Nothing left, nothing left for me to do

C
You're the one that I want
                       C -
You are the one I want
         F -
You, oo, oo, honey

C
The one that I want
                       C -
You are the one I want
         F -
You, oo, oo, honey

C
The one that I want
                       C -
You are the one I want
         F         -         G
You, oo, oo, are what I need
         G
Oh yes indeed

Am               Am
If you're filled with affection
           F         C
You're too shy to convey
    E            Am
Meditate in my direction
Am
Feel your way

C                 Em       Am
I better shape up, 'cause you need a man
                      F
Who can keep you satisfied
               C            Em         Am
I better shape up, if I'm gonna prove
                            F
That your faith is justified
                      F
Are you sure? Yes I'm sure down deep inside