| G | D | Am | C | |||||
| I was | cryin’ | when I | met | u, now I’m | try | in’ to for | get | u | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||
| Love is a | sweet | mis | ery! | 
| I was cryin’ just to get u, now I’m dyin’ ’cause I let u | 
| Do what you do, down on me! | 
| G | D | |
| 𝄆 | Closing | time | 
| Am | C | G | D | ||||
| 1. | Open | all the | doors | and | let | you out | into | 
| Am | C | ||
| the | world | 𝄇 | 
| 2. You don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here. | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||||
| I | know | who | I | want | to take me | home | × 3 | 
| Take me hoo-ooo-ooome | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||
| Mama, | take | this badge from | me | 
| I can’t use it anymore | 
| It’s getting dark, too dark to see | 
| Feels like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door | 
| G | D | Am | C | |||
| Knock-knock- | knoc | kin’ on heaven’s | door | × 4 | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||||
| I ’ll never | be | your | beast | of | bur | den | 
| My back is broad but it’s a hurting | 
| All I want is for you to make love to me | 
| C | G | |||
| Am I | hard | enough? Am I | rough | enough? | 
| C | G | D | |||
| Am I | rich | enough? I’m not too | blind | to | see? | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||||||
| 𝄆 | Oh | little | sister, | pret | ty, pretty, | pret | ty, pretty, | girl. | 𝄇 | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||
| ’K zat alleen in een | vuile | ka | meel | 
| On a hippie trail, head full of “Zombie” | 
| I met a strange lady, she made me nervous | 
| She took me in and gave me breakfast, and she said: | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||
| “Do you come from a | land | down under, | 
| where women glow and men plunder? | 
| Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder? | 
| You better run, you better take cover.” | 
| G | D | Am | C | |||
| Forever | young, | I want to | be | forever | young | 
| D | Am | C | D | |||||
| Do u really want to | live | forever? | Forever | and ever? | 𝄇 | 
| G | C | Am | |||
| I’ll | keep you my | dirty | little secret ( | dirty | little secret) | 
| D | G | C | |||
| Don’t tell any | one | or you’ll be | just | another regret | 
| D | D | |||
| ( | Just | another regret, | hope | that you can keep it) | 
| C | (N.C) | |||
| My | dirty | little secret. | Who has to know? | 
| G | ||
| You know you | love | me, I know you care.(Woowoh!) | 
| Am | ||
| You shout when | ever, | and I’ll be there.(Woowoh!) | 
| C | ||
| You want my | love, | you want my heart,(Woowoh!) | 
| D | ||
| And we will | never | ever ever be apart. | 
| And I was like, | 
| G | |
| Baby, | baby, baby, nooo! | 
| Am | ||
| I’m like | baby, | baby, baby, nooo! | 
| C | ||
| I’m like | baby, | baby, baby, nooo! | 
| D | ||
| I | thought | you’d always be mine, mine | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||
| No | wom | an, no | cry. | 
| G | C | Em | Am | G | D | ||
| No | wo | - | man, | no | cry! | 
| G | D | Am | C | |||
| Dear little | dar | lin’, don’t | shed | no | tears. | 
| G | C | Em | Am | G | D | ||
| No | wo | - | man, | no | cry! | 
| G | Am | ||
| Almost heaven, | West Virginia | 
| D | C | G | |||
| Blue ridge mountains, | Shen | andoah | riv | er | 
| Life is old there, older than the trees | 
| Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||||
| Country | roads, | take me | home | to the | place | I be | long. | 
| West Virginia, mountain mamma, | 
| Take me home, country roads. | 
| G | D | Am | C | |||
| Well | som | eone told me | yest | er | day | 
| That when you throw your love away | 
| You act as if you just don’t care | 
| You look as if you’re going somewhere | 
| G | D | Am | C | |||||
| 𝄆 | So lonely, | so lonely, | so lonely! | 𝄇 | 
| G | D | Am | ||
| See the | stone | set in your | eyes | 
| C | G | ||
| See the | thorn | twist in your | side | 
| D | Am | C | ||
| I’ll | wait | for | you | 
| G | D | Am | C | |||||
| With or wit | hout | you, | with or | with | out you, | ooh | 
| G | D | Am | C | |||
| I can’t | live | with or wit | hout | you | 
| G | D | ||
| Harry | Truman, Doris Day, | Red | China, Johnnie Ray | 
| Am | C | ||
| South | Pacific, Walter Winchell, | Joe | DiMaggio | 
| Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, television | 
| North Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe | 
| Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, Panmunjom | 
| Brando, “The King and I” and “The Catcher in the Rye” | 
| Eisenhower, vaccine, England’s got a new queen | 
| Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye | 
| G | D | |||
| 𝄆 | We | didn’t start the | fire | 
| Am | C | ||||
| 1. It was | alwa | ys burnin’ since the | world’s | been turnin’ | 𝄇 | 
| 2. Though we did ignite it, but we tried to fight it | 
| G | D | Am | C | G | ||||
| If I could, | then I would, | I’ll go wher | ever | you will | go | 
| D | Am | C | G | ||||
| Way up high | or down low, | I’ll go wher | ever | you will | go | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||||
| And | can | you | feel | the | love | ton | ight? | 
| G | C | A | D | |
| It is | where | we | are | 
| C | G | Am | G | C | ||||
| It’s enoug | h | for this | wide | - | eyed | wan | derer | 
| Am | G | C | A | D | 
| That | we | got | this | far | 
| G | D | ||
| I don’t mind spendin’ | eve | ryday | 
| Am | C | ||
| Out on your corner in the | pou | rin’ rain | 
| Look for the girl with the broken smile | 
| Ask her if she wants to stay awhile | 
| G | D | Am | C | ||||
| And she | will | be | loved, | and | she | will be | loved | 
| G | D | |
| I’m | here without you, baby | 
| Am | |
| But you’re still on my lonely | mind | 
| C | |
| I think about you, baby, | 
| D | G | ||
| and I dream ab | out | you all the | time | 
| D | |
| I’m here without you, baby | 
| Am | |
| But you’re still with me in my | dreams | 
| C | D | Em | D | Am | | | C | D | | | ||||
| And to | night | , | there’s only u and | me, | yeah, | o | yeah | 
| Am | C | ||
| Come | to decide that the | things | that I tried | 
| G | D | |||
| Were | in | my life just | to | get high on | 
| When I sit alone, come get a little known | 
| But I need more than myself this time | 
| Step from the road to the sea to the sky | 
| And I do believe that we rely on | 
| When I lay it on, come get to play it on | 
| All my life to sacrifice | 
| C | G | D | Am | C | G | D | |||||||
| 𝄆 | Hey | oh | , | listen | what | I | say, | ooo | - | ooh | 𝄇 | 
| G7 | C | G7 | C | |||
| Love, | love me | do. | You | know | I love | you | 
| G7 | C | C | (N.C.) | G | |||||
| I’ll | alw | ays be | true, | so | plee | eee | ase, | love me | do | 
| G | C | |||
| She was a | fast | machine, she kept her | motor | clean | 
| D | G | |||
| She was the | best | damn woman I had | ever | seen | 
| ’Cause the walls start shaking, the earth was quaking | 
| My mind was aching, and we were making it | 
| G | C | G | D | | | C | G | | | ||||
| 𝄆 | And | you | shook me | all | night | long | 𝄇 |