CIFRAS

"A VIDA, A OBRA E O LEGADO DE UM REI"

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A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z


Rags to Riches

C F
I know I'd go from rags to riches
G C
If you would only say you cared
Am F
And though my pockets may be empty
G C C7
I'd be a millionaire

 

C F
My clothes may still be torn and tattered
G C
But in my heart I'd be a king
Am F
Your love is all that ever mattered
G G7
It's everything

C F
So open your arms and you'll open the door
G C
To all the treasure that I'm living for
Am G C
Hold me and kiss me and tell me you're mine evermore

Must I forever stay a beggar
Whose golden dreams will not come true
Or will I go from rags to riches
My fate is up to you


Raised on Rock

a
I remember as a child I used to hear
d g a
Music that they played Lord with a feel'
a
Some call it folk, some call it soul
d g a
People let me tell you it was rock and roll

a
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
d g e
Every day when I got home I turned on my radi-o-o-o-o-o

Listening to the music that my idols made
I knew every single record the DJ's played
A honky tonk a Hound Dog, a Johnny B. Goode
Chain Gang, Love Is Strange, Knock On Wood

I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll

I thought it was a fad, thought that it would pass
But the younger generation knew it would last
Time's gone by, the beat goes on
But every time I hear it Lord it takes me home

I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
Every day when I got home I turned on my radio

Mother played recordings of Beethoven's Fifth
Mozart's sonatas down the classical Liszt
My papa loved to listen to his country songs
While I was in the back room rockin' on

I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll

I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
I was raised on rock, I got rhythm in my soul


Ready Teddy

Standard tuning.

Intro:
C
E||-----8~------|
B||-----8~------|
G||-----9~------|
D||-----10~-----|
A||-----10~-----|
E||-----8~------|

~=strum

C
Ready set go man go
C
I got a gal that I love so

F9
I'm rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy teddy
C
I'm rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy teddy
G9
I'm rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy teddy
C
Rea-dy rea-dy rea-dy to
C
Rock'n'roll

C
Going down to the corner
C
Pick up my sweetie pie
C
She's my rock'n'roll baby
C
She's the apple of my eye, 'cause I'm ready...

Flat top cats and the dungaree dolls
Are headed for the gym to the sock hop ball
The joint is really jumping
The cats are going wild
The music really sends me
I dig that crazy style 'cause

Gonna kick off my shoes
Roll up my faded jeans
Grab my rock'n'roll baby
Pour on the steam
I shuffle to the left
I shuffle to the right
I'm gonna rock'n'roll
Till the early early night 'cause

F9 G9
e --8-- --10-
B --8-- --10-
G --8-- --10-
D --7-- --9--
A --8-- --10-
E ----- -----


Reconsider Baby

e
Well so long
a e
Oh how I hate to see you go
e a
Yes so long
e
Oh how I hate to see you go
b7
Well the way that I will miss you
a e
I guess you'll never know

We've been together so long
To have to separate this way
We've been together so long
To have to separate this way
Well IÕm gonna let you go ahead on baby
But let you come back home some day

Play the blues boys, play the blues
One more time

You said you once had loved me
But now I guess you've changed your mind
You said you once had loved me
But now I guess you've changed your mind
Why don't you reconsider baby
Give yourself just a little more time


Return to Sender

Standard tuning.

Eb Cm Fm Bb
Return to sender, return to sender

Eb Cm
I gave a letter to the postman,
Fm Bb
he put it his sack.
Eb Cm
Bright and early next morning,
Fm Bb Eb
he brought my letter back.

[NC]
She wrote upon it
Ab Bb Ab Bb
Return to sender, address unknown.
Ab Bb Eb
No such number, no such zone.
Ab Bb Ab Bb
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
F7 Bb
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back.

So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special D.
Bright and early next morning
it came right back to me.

She wrote upon it
Return to sender, address unknown.
No such number, no such zone.

Ab
This time I'm gonna take it myself
Ab Eb
and put it right in her hand.
F7
And if it comes back the very next day
Bb [NC]
then I'll understand the writing on it

Return to sender, address unknown.
No such person, no such zone.


Rip It Up

Standard tuning.

A (Tacet)
'Cause it's Saturday nite and I just got paid
A (Tacet)
Fool about my money don't try to save
A (Tacet)
My heart says go, go
A (Tacet)
Have a time 'cause it's Saturday nite
And I'm feelin' fine

D9
I'm gonna rip it up
A
I'm gonna rock it up
D9
I'm gonna shake it up
A
I'm gonna ball it up
E9 D9 (Tacet)
I'm gonna rip it up
A
And ball tonite

I got a date and I won't be late
Pick her up in my '88'
Shag it on down to the union hall
When the music starts jumpin'
I'll have a ball

Along about 10 I'll be flying high
Rocking on out into the sky
I don't care if I spend my gold
'Cause tonite I'm gonna be one happy soul


Road Medley - '68 Comeback Special

Nothingville/Big Boss Man/Let Yourself Go/Guitar Man/Little Egypt/Trouble

Standard tuning.

Riff 1: Riff 2:
e||-------------------------|| ||-------------------------||
B||-------------------------|| ||-------------------------||
G||-------------------------|| ||-------------------------||
D||-------------------------|| ||-----2-----0-------------||
A||-----0-----0--2----------|| ||--2-----2-----2----------||
E||--2-----2----------------|| ||-------------------------||

Intro: D7 G7 D7 G7

D7
Nothingville
G7
A phoney two-bit town
D7
Where nothing's real
G7
They treat me like a country clown

D7
Nothingville
G7
I ain't gonna keep-a-hangin' round'
D7
The doors keep slammin' in my face
G7
People keep puttin' me in my place
A7 G7
It's a rat's race at a snail's pace
[nc] D7 G7 D7
Nothingville... Nothingville
[nc]
Nothingville.....

D7
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash,
D7
Left my mama a goodbye note,
D7
By sundown I'd left Kingston,
D7
With my guitar under my coat,
G7
I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis,
G7
Got a room at the YMCA,
D7
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights,
D7
Just lookin' for a place to play,
A7
Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire,
G7 (Tacet)
But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man.......

Repeat: G C several times.....

G
Oh, baby I'm gonna teach you what love's all about tonight
G D7
Trust me honey everything's gonna be all right, oh yeah
G
Just do like I do there ain't nothing to it
C (Tacet)
Listen to me baby anybody can do it
G D (Tacet G
All you gotta do is just..... let yourself go

G C G C

G
Now don't be afraid just relax and take it real slow
G D7
Cool it baby you ain't got no place to go
G
Just put your arms around me real tight
C (Tacet)
Enjoy yourself baby don't fight
G D (Tacet) G
All you gotta do is just..... let yourself go

C
All you need is just a little rehearsal
G
The first thing that you know
C
You'll be ready for the grand finale
D7
So come on baby let's go
Let's go, let's go' let's go
Let's go

G C G C

G
Take a real deep breath and put your warm red lips on mine
G D7
Do like I tell you, everything's gonna be just fine, oh yeah
G
Just, Kiss me nice and easy, take your time
C
Baby I'm the only one here in line
G D (Tacet) G C G
All you gotta do is just..... let yourself go
C G C G
Let yourself go right now Yeh! let yourself go

D7
Well, I nearly 'bout starved to death down in Memphis,
D7
I run outta money and luck,
D7
So I bought me a ride down to Macon, Georgia,
D7
On a overloaded poultry truck,
G7
I thumbed on down to Panama City,
G7
Started pickin' out some o' them all night bars,
D7
Hopin' I could make myself a dollar,
D7
Makin' music on my guitar,
A7
I got the same old story at them all night piers,
G7 (Tacet)
There ain't no room around here for a guitar man

F#
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?
B F#
Big boss man, can't you hear me when I call?

Spoken: "Can't you hear me when I call?"
C# B F#
Well you ain't so big, you know you're just tall that's all
F#
Well you got me workin' boss man
F#
Workin' round the clock
F#
I wanna little drink of water
F#
But you won't let big Al stop
C# F#
Big boss man now can't you hear me when I call?
C# B F#
You know you ain't so big, you know you're just tall that's all

Bb Dm Gm Dm Bb7
It hurts me to see him treat you the way he does
Eb F Bb Bb7
It hurts me to see you sit and cry
Eb C#dim7
When I know I could be so true
Bb D Gm
If I had someone like you
C7 Cm F
It hurts me to see those tears in your eyes

Bb Dm Gm Dm Bb7
The whole town is talking, they're callin' you a fool
Eb F Bb Bb7
For listening to his same old lies
Eb C#dim7
And when I know I could be so true
Bb D Gm
If I had someone like you
C7 F Bb Bb7
It hurts me to see the way he makes you cry

Eb F Bb D Gm
You love him too much, you're too blind to see
Eb F Bb Bb7
He's only playing a game
Eb C#dim7
But he's never loved you
Bb D Gm
He never will
C7 F
And darling, don't you know he will never change

Bb Dm Gm Dm Bb7
Oh, I know he never will set you free
Eb F Bb
Because he's just that kind of guy
Bb7 Eb C#dim7
But if you ever tell him you're through
Bb D Gm
I'll be waiting for you
Bb Gm
Waiting to hold you so tight
Bb Gm
Waiting to kiss you goodnight
Cm7 Bb
Yes, darling, if I had someone like you

D7
So I slept in the hobo jungles,
D7
Roamed a thousand miles of track,
D7
Till I found myself in Mobile Alabama,
D7
At a club they call Big Jack's,
G7
A little four-piece band was jammin',
G7
So I took my guitar and I sat in,
D7
I showed 'em what a band would sound like,
G7
With a swingin' little guitar man.
Show 'em, son

E
I went and bought myself a ticket and I sat down in the very first row
A
They pulled the curtain but then when they turned the spotlight way down low
B
Little Egypt came out a-struttin' wearin' nothin' but a button and a bow
A B
Singing, ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying, ying-ying
E
Little egypt.....

(Riff 1)
(Riff 2)
If you're looking for trouble
(Riff 1)
You came to the right place
(Riff 2)
If you're looking for trouble
(Riff 1)
Just look right in my face
(Riff 2)
I was born standing up
(Riff 1)
And talking back
[NC]
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
E B
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
F#7 E (tacet)
Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me......

(Riff 1)
(Riff 2)
I've never looked for trouble
(Riff 1)
But I've never ran
(Riff 2)
I don't take no orders
(Riff 1)
From no kind of man
(Riff 2)
I'm only made out
(Riff 1)
Of flesh, blood and bone
[NC]
But if you're gonna start a rumble
Don't you try it on alone
E B
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
F#7 E (tacet)
Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me

E7
Well I come a long way from the carwash
E7
Got to where I said I get
E7
Commin' down here I know for sure
E7
I really ain't got there yett
A7
So, I think I start all over
A7
Singing with a guitar on my back
E7
I'm gonna get myself a ?????????
B7
I never be more than what I am
A7
Well, wouldn't you know
E7
I'm a swinging little guitar man

E D E D E D E D

Take it home son, take it home
one more baby! one more!
Allright!!!

C#dim7
e --5--
B --4--
G --5--
D --4--
A -----
E -----


Rock My Soul

 

(f)Rock (c)a (f) my soul in the bosom of (gm)Abra(f)ham

(gm)Rock(f)a (gm) my (c7) soul in the (gm) bosom of A(dm)bra(c)ham

(f)Rock(c)a (f) my soul in the bosom of A(dm)bra(c)ham

(c)O (gm) rocka (c7) my (f)soul

 

(f)So high you can't get (d7)o(c7)ver (d7)it

(gm)So low you (gm)can't get under (c)it

(f) So wide you can't get (d7) round (c7)it

(d7) you (c) must go (c7) in (dm) at (c7) the (f) door


Rubberneckin'

Standard tuning.

C7 F7 C7 F7
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
C7 F7 C7 F7
It's your rubberneckin' baby well that's all right with me
C7 F7 C7 F7
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
C7 F7 C7 F7
It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me
F7 C7
Some people say I'm wasting time yeh, but they don't really know
F7 G7
I like what I see I see what I like yeh, it gives me such a glow

C7 F7 C7 F7
First thing in the morning, last thing at night
C7 F7 C7 F7
I look, stare everywhere and see everything inside
C7 F7 C7 F7
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
C7 F7 C7 F7
If your rubberneckin' baby well that's all right with me
C7 F7 C7 F7
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
C7 F7 C7 F7
It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me
F7 C7
Some people say I'm wasting time yeh, but they don't really know
F7 G7
I like what I see I see what I like yeh, it gives me such a glow

Sittin' on the back porch all by myself
Along came Mary Jane with somebody else
Well, stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me

Some people say I'm wasting time yeh, but I don't really care
I like what I see, I see what I like yeh, it gives me such a glow

Sittin' on the back porch all by myself
Along came Mary Jane with somebody else
Well, stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
It's called rubberneckin' baby but that's all right with me
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
Stop, look and listen baby that's my philosophy
Stop


Runaway

Intro

Am

E----0--0------------0---
B----1--1------------1---
G----2--2------------2---
D----2--2------------2---
A-0---------------0------
E----------0---3---------

am g
As I walk along I wonder
f
what went wrong with our love
e
a love that was so strong

am
and as I still walk on
g f
I think of the things we've done together
e
while our hearts were young

a
I'm a walkin' in the rain
f#m
tears af fallin' and I feel the pain
a
wishin you were here by me
f#m
to end this misery
a
and I wonder
f#m
I wa-wa-wa-wa-wonder
a
Why
f#m
why-why-why-why-why she ran away
d e
And I wonder where she will stay
a
My little runaway

 

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