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Date: Mon, 05 Jun 1995 15:17:26 +0200
From: mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it (Maurizio Codogno)
Subject: A bunch of songs from _Beatles at the BBC _
Songs are separated with a
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{new_song}
header. Some of these have not "Beatles" as title, since the original singer
was known enough .
ciao, .mau.
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{new_song}
{t: A Shot of Rhythm and Blues}
{st: Beatles}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
#
D A
[][]
D
Well, if your hands start a'clappin' and your fingers start a'poppin' and your feet start a'movin' around.
G7 D
And if you start to swing and sway when the band starts to play a real cool way out sound.
A7 G7
And if you get to can't help it and you can't sit down
A7 G7
You feel like you gotta move around.
{soc}
G7
You get a shot of Rhythm and Blues.
D
With just a little Rock and Roll on the side, just for good measure.
G7
Get a pair of dancin' shoes.
A7
Well, with your lover by your side don't you know you're gonna have a rockin' time, c'mon!
{eoc}
D G7
Don't you worry 'bout a thing if you start to dance and sing
D
And chills comin' up on you.
G7
And if the rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too
A7 D
Well, here's something for you to do.
{soc}
Get a shot of Rhythm and Blues.
With just a little Rock and Roll on the side, just for good measure.
Get a pair of dancin' shoes.
Well, with your lover by your side don't you know you're gonna have a rockin' time, c'mon!
{eoc}
Don't you worry 'bout a thing if you start to dance and sing
And chills comin' up on you.
And if the rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too
Well, here's something for you to do.
{soc}
G7
Get a shot of Rhythm and Blues.
D
Get a pair of dancin' shoes.
G7
Get a shot of Rhythm and Blues.
A7
Well, with your lover by your side don't you know you're gonna have a rockin' time, c'mon!
{eoc}
Don't you worry 'bout a thing if you start to dance and sing
And chills comin' up on you.
And if the rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too
A D
Well, here's something for you to do.
A D
Well, here's something for you to do.
A D ADA6
Well, here's something for you to do.
#
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{new_song}
{t: Christmastime Is Here Again}
{st: Beatles}
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
#
D D7
Christmastime is here again, Christmastime is here again,
G D
Christmastime is here again, Christmastime is here again,
A7
It's been 'round since you know when.
D
Christmastime is here again,
A7
O-U-T spells "out".
Christmastime is here again, Christmastime is here again,
Christmastime is here again, Christmastime is here again,
It's been 'round since you know when.
Christmastime is here again,
O-U-T spells "out".
#
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{new_song}
{t: Clarabella}
{st: Beatles}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
#
G G
Well, I got a baby ... crazy for me.
G7
Yeah, I got a baby ... won't let me be.
{soc}
C7
Woh, baby baby, Clarabella.
G
Baby baby, Clarabella.
D7 C7 G
Baby baby, wo-wo, yeah-uh.
{eoc}
G G
Well, she needs no coachin' on makin' love.
G7
All she needs is the stars up above.
{soc}
C7
Woh, baby baby, Clarabella.
G
Baby baby, Clarabella.
D7 C7 G
Baby baby, wo-wo, yeah-uh.
D7
Ahh! woo-hoo.
{eoc}
G C7 G D7C7G
{ci: solo: | | | | | | | | | | | |}
G
Well now, Clarabella.
G7
You're my honey, Clarabella. Ooh-
C
Yeah now, Clarabella.
G
I said you're my baby, Clarabella.
D C7 G D7
Yeah, Clarabella, baby. Wo-wo, yeah-yeh.
G G
Well, she's got no time for'a dungeries.
G7
Already knows her ABC's.
{soc}
Woh, baby baby, Clarabella.
Baby baby, Clarabella.
Baby baby, wo-wo, yeah-yeh.
Ahh! woo.
{eoc}
{ci: solo}
Well now, Clarabella. Yeah.
You're my honey, Clarabella. Woo ooh-
You're my baby, Clarabella. You're my honey, Clarabella.
G9
Yeah, Clarabella, baby. Wo-wo, yeah-heh-yeah, oh-yeah.
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{new_song}
{t: I Got a Woman}
{st: Ray Charles}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
{define: Eb7. base-fret 3 frets x 3 2 3 1 x}
{define: E7. base-fret 4 frets x 3 2 3 1 x}
{define: Eb6add9 base-fret 4 frets x 2 1 2 2 2}
{define: E6add9 base-fret 5 frets x 2 1 2 2 2}
E7 B7 E7 A7 E7
Well, I got a woman way cross town. She's good to me, oh-ho yeah.
A7 B7
'Said I got a woman way cross town. She's good to me, oh yeah.
{soc}
E7
She gives me money ev'rytime I need.
A7
Yes, you know she's a kind of friend indeed.
E7 B7 E7 A7 E7
'Said I got a woman way cross town. She's good to me. oh-ho, yeah.
{eoc}
E7 B7 E7 A7 E7
She say she loves me early in the mornin', just for me, oh-ho yeah.
A7 B7
She say she loves me early in the mornin', just for me, oh yeah.
{soc}
She say she loves me just for me, yeah.
You know she loves me so tenderly.
'Said I got a woman way cross town. She's good to me, oh yeah. Ow!
{eoc}
E7 A7 E7 A7 E7 E/BBbdimA7B7E
{ci: solo: | | | | | | | | |}
[E7.] She's there to love me[Eb7.][E7.] all day and night[Eb7.][E7.].
[E7.] Never grumbles or fusses[Eb7.][E7.] just treats me right[Eb7.][E7.].
[E7.] Never runnin' in the streets[Eb7.][E7.] leavin' me alone[Eb7.][E7.].
She knows a woman's place is right back there with her hangin' 'round the home.
A7 B7 E7 A7 E7
'Got a woman way cross town. She's good to me, oh yeah.
A7 B7
Well, I got a woman way cross town. She's good to me, oh-ho, yeah.
E7
Well, she's my baby, don't'cha understand ?
A7
I I I I, I'm her lovin' man.
E7 B7 E7 A7 E7
Well, I got a woman way cross town. She's good to me, oh-ho, yeah.
Well, that much is alright.
Well, that much is alright.
F#7 B7 E7 A7 Eb6add9E6add9
I got a woman ... way cross town ... she's good to me, oh-ho-ho yeah.
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{new_song}
{t: I'm Gonna Sit Right Down and Cry Over You}
{st: Elvis Presley}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
#
{define: G6add9 base-fret 0 frets 3 2 0 2 0 0}
D7C7G C7G D7
[][][][][][]
{soc}
G C7 G7 C7
I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you.
G C7 D7
I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you.
G G7
And if you ever say goodbye.
C
And if you ever even try.
G D7 G
I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you.
{eoc}
{soc}
I'm gonna love you more and more every day.
I'm gonna love you more and more every way.
And if you ever say goodbye.
And if you ever even try.
I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you.
{eoc}
C7
I'm gonna tell your Mother.
G
Tell your brother too.
C7 D7
So they'll know exactly what I'm gonna do
G G7
If you ever say goodbye.
C
If you ever even try.
G D7 G
I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you.
Wah-hoo!
G D G D7C7G C7G D7
[][][][][][][][][]
I'm gonna tell your Mother.
Tell your brother too.
So they'll know exactly what I'm gonna do
If you ever say goodbye.
If you ever even try.
I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you.
I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you.
G CD9GG6add9
I'm gonna sit right down and cry over you.
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{new_song}
{t: Keep Your Hands Off My Baby}
{st: Beatles}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
#
D7
We've been friends for oh so long.
G
I let you share what's mine.
D7
When you mess with the girl I love
G
It's time to draw the line.
{soc}
G Em
Keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby.
C D7
I ain't'a gonna tell you but one more time.
G Em
Woh, keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby.
C D7 G CG
Boy, you get it through your head - that girl is mine.
{eoc}
I don't mind if you lend my clothes.
But you will be in touch.
There is somethin' that you get straight.
There's one thing you don't touch.
{soc}
Keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby.
I ain't'a gonna tell you but one more time.
Woh, keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby.
Can you get it through your head ? - that girl is mine.
{eoc}
D7 G D7 G D7
{ci: solo:| | | | | | | | |}
Keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby.
I ain't'a gonna tell you but one more time.
Woh, keep your hands (keep your hands) off my baby.
Can you get it through your head ? - that girl is mine.
Em G
(Keep your hands) Woh, keep your hands off my baby, she's mine.
Em
(Keep your hands off my baby) You better watch yourself now.
C D7 G CGG7
Boy, you get it through your head - that girl is mine.
#
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{new_song}
{t: Soldier Of Love}
{st: Arthur Alexander}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
F DmF DmF F6
[][][][][][]
{soc}
Dm F
Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and surrender to me (Shala la)
Dm F
Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and love me peacefully (Shala la) Yeah.
Dm Gm F
Use your arms for loving me. Baby, that's the way it's gotta be. (ooh-)
{eoc}
F A7
There ain't no reason for you to declare
Bb C7 F
war on the one that loves you so.
A7
So forget the other boys because my love is real.
Bb C7 F
Come off your battlefield.
{soc}
Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and love me peacefully (Shala la)
Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and love me tenderly (Shala la) Yeah.
Use your arms to hold me tight. Baby, I don't wanna fight no more (ooh-)
{eoc}
The weapons you're using are hurtin' me bad.
But someday you're gonna see.
That my love for you baby, is the truest you've ever had.
A Soldier of Love, that's hard to be.
{soc}
Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and love me peacefully (Shala la)
Lay down your arms (Soldier of Love) and surrender to me (Shala la) Yeah.
Use your arms to squeeze and please 'cause I'm the one that loves you so.
{eoc}
Dm F
(Yeah, Soldier of Love) Baby, lay down your arms.
Dm F
(Yeah, Soldier of Love) Baby, lay down your arms.
(Yeah)
#
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{new_song}
{t:Some Other Guy}
{st:Beatles}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
{define: D7add9 base-fret 0 frets x x 0 2 0 0}
A C D G D A D
[][][] []Ow![][] []
D G7
Some other guy now, has taken my love away from me. Oh now.
D
Some other guy now, has taken away my sweet desire. Oh now.
A7
Some other guy now, I just don't wanna hold my hand. Oh now.
D9 D D7
I'm the lonely one. As lonely as I can feel all right.
Some other guy now, is sippin' up the honey like a yellow dog. Oh now.
Some other guy now, has taken my love just like I'm gone. Oh now.
Some other guy now, has taken my love away from me. Oh now.
I'm the lonely one. As lonely as I can feel all right. Oh-oh-hoho.
D G D A7 D
{ci: solo: | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |}
Some other guy now, is makin' me very very mad. Oh now.
Some other guy now, is makin' my past seem oh, so bad. Oh now.
Some other guy now, she was the first girl I ever had. Oh now.
I'm the lonely one. As lonely as I can feel all right. Oh-oh-hoho.
D9 D A7 C DD7add9
I'm a'talkin' to you, right now. Hey, Ow!
#
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{new_song}
{t: That's Alright Mama}
{st: Beatles}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
{define: A7add9 base-fret 0 frets x 0 2 0 0 0}
#
A
Well, that's alright, Mama. That's alright with you.
A7
Yeah, that's alright now, Mama. Just anyway you do.
D7 E7 A
That's alright, that's alright, that's alright my Mama, anyway you do.
Well Mama, she done told me. Poppa done told me too.
'Said, "Son, that gal you're foolin' with - she ain't no gal for you".
That's alright, that's alright, that's alright my Mama, anyway you do.
Woh.
A A7 D E A
{ci: solo: | | | | | | | | | | |}
Well, I'm leavin' town, baby. I'm leavin' town for sure.
Then you won't be bothered with me hangin' 'round your door.
That's alright, that's alright, yeah that's alright my Mama, anyway you do.
Well, that's alright, Mama. Yeah, that's alright with you.
That's alright now, Mama. Just anyway you do.
That's alright, that's alright, that's alright my Mama, anyway you do.
Ooh, ah-hoo.
{ci: solo}
A
Ya da di dididi, ya da di dididi, ya da di dididi,
D7
I need your lovin'.
E7 A
That's alright, that's alright my Mama, anyway you do.
E7 A A7add9
Yeah, that's alright my Mama, anyway you do.
#
#########
{new_song}
{t: Too Much Monkey Business}
{st: Beatles}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers <Dean.Myers@Ebay.Sun.Com>
# chords from Maurizio Codogno <mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it>
A
Runnin' to-and-fro, hard. Workin' at the mail.
A7
Never fail. Get the mail. Yeah, some rotten deal, Ow!
D7 A
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
E7 D7 A E7
Too much monkey business for me to invite 'em again.
Say me. Talkin' to me. Tryin' to run me up a creek.
She used to buy one. Try to pay me again next week, Ow!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to invite 'em again.
Long-haired, good-lookin'. Tryin' to get me hooked.
Or me to marry. Settle down. Get the horn by the bull, Ow!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to invite 'em again.
A D7 A E7 D7 A E7
{ci: solo:| | | | | | | | | | | | |}
Mediocre money. Bein' fightin' in the hall.
Army bunk, Army go, Army chow, Army cook, Ow!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to invite 'em again.
Same thing every day. Gettin' up, goin' to school.
No need to make complainin'. My objection's overruled, Ow!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Too much monkey business for me to invite 'em again.
Workin' in the fillin' station. Too many tires.
Wipe the windows. Check the tire. Check the oil and all the gas, Ow!
Too much monkey business. Too much monkey business.
Don't want your moderation, get away, leave me.
Beatles At The Bbc chords and lyrics
Free chords for Beatles At The Bbc by The Beatles. Scroll the interactive sheet above or read the chord names inline below.
#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------##
Date: Mon, 05 Jun 1995 15:17:26 +0200
From: mau@beatles.cselt.stet.it (Maurizio Codogno)
Subject: A bunch of songs from _Beatles at the BBC _
Songs are separated with a
##########
{new_song}
header. Some of these have not "Beatles" as title, since the original singer
was known enough .
ciao, .mau.
##########
{new_song}
{t: A Shot of Rhythm and Blues}
{st: Beatles}
# as sung by the Beatles on _Live at the BBC_
# lyrics from Dean Myers
# chords from Maurizio Codogno
#
And if you [G7]start to swing and sway when the band starts to play a [D]real cool way out sound.
And if you [A7]get to can't help it and you [G7]can't sit down
You [A7]feel like you gotta move a[G7]round.
{soc}
[G7]You get a shot of Rhythm and Blues.
With just a little Rock and [D]Roll on the side, just for good measure.
[G7]Get a pair of dancin' shoes.
Well, with your lover by your [A7]side don't you know you're gonna have a rockin' time, c'mon!
{eoc}
Don't you [D]worry 'bout a thing if you [G7]start to dance and sing
And [D]chills comin' up on you.
And if the [G7]rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too
Well, [A7]here's something for you to [D]do.
{soc}
Get a shot of Rhythm and Blues.
With just a little Rock and Roll on the side, just for good measure.
Get a pair of dancin' shoes.
Well, with your lover by your side don't you know you're gonna have a rockin' time, c'mon!
{eoc}
Don't you worry 'bout a thing if you start to dance and sing
And chills comin' up on you.
And if the rhythm finally gets you and the beat gets you too
Well, here's something for you to do.
{soc}
[G7]Get a shot of Rhythm and Blues.
[D]Get a pair of dancin' shoes.
[G7]Get a shot of Rhythm and Blues.Beatles At The Bbc Chords by The Beatles
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