The Sound Program

F   Am7   Dm7  F/C  Bb  F/A   Gm7  Bb/C  Bbmaj7
e-------------5---------6----1----------------1--------------|
B---10---5----6---------6----1----3----3------3--------------|
G---10---5----5----10---7----2----3----3------2--------------|
D---10---5----7----10---8----3----3----3------3--------------|
A---8----7----5----8----8----0----5----3------1--------------|
E--------5---------8----6---------3--------------------------|

Chorus-     
         F                    Am7
You're a rich girl and you've gone too far
            Dm7                     F/C
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
Bb                  F/A    
You can rely on the old man's money
Gm7                   Bb/C        
You can rely on the old man's money

F                 Am7
It's a  girl but it's gone too far
            Dm7                     F/C
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
Bb                  F/A
  Say money but it won't get you too far,
Gm7              |--------------------------------------------------------------------| 
Get you too far  |-just keep picking the 3rd fret on the D string for 2 measures here-|
                 |--------------------------------------------------------------------|

Verse 1-
 
    Gm7   Am7  Bbmaj7            Gm7            |The Bbmaj7 can be played in a few different ways.
And don't you  know,   don't you know           |I showed you up top.  If that way is too hard,
          F/C      Gm7            Am7   Dm7     |try xx3335 or 6877xx.  You might even be able to
That it's wrong to take what he's givin' you    |get away with playing a Dm7 there instead but H&O  
Gm7  Am7  Bbmaj7              Gm7                          |play A Bbmaj7
So   far  gone,    on your own                  
         Gm7             Dm7 
You can get along if you try to be strong   
           Gm7        Bb/C           
But you'll never be strong

Chorus

Verse 2-

Gm7   Am7  Bbmaj7             Gm7
High  and  dry,    out of the rain
         F/C         Gm7             Am7        Dm7
It's so easy to hurt others when you can't feel pain
     Gm7  Am7  Bbmaj7            Gm7
And don't you  know    that a love can't grow
                Gm7                            Dm7
'Cause there's too much to give, 'cause you'd rather live
           Gm7              Bb/C
For the thrill of it all        oh

F                    Am7
You're a rich girl and you've gone too far
            Dm7                     F/C
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
Bb                  F/A    
You can rely on the old man's money
Gm7                   Bb/C        
You can rely on the old man's money

F                 Am7
It's a  girl but it's gone too far
            Dm7                     F/C
'Cause you know it don't matter anyway
Bb                  F/A
  Say money but it won't get you too far,
Bb                  Dm7          F/C
  Say money but it won't get you too far,
Bb                  F/A
  Say money but it won't get you too far,
Gm7              F                              
Get you too far      <---This F can be played as a barre chord, 133211

Bb                  F/A    
And you say you can rely on the old man's money
Gm7                   Bb/C        
You can rely on the old man's money

F              Am7
You're a rich girl   a rich girl
  Dm7             F/C
ahh      you're a rich rich girl
Bb                  F/A
  Say money but it won't get you too far,
Bb                  Dm7          F/C
  Say money but it won't get you too far,
Bb                  F/A
  Say money but it won't get you too far,
Gm7              F 
Get you too far

Little Red Corvette
Prince

(Video)

Gb        Ab       Bbm   Bbm7 Gbmaj7

*         *         *     *   *
1-2-3-4   1-2-3-4   1-2-3-4   1-2-3-4

Intro (Use the example above)

Gb Ab Bbm Bbm7 Gbmaj7 x2

Gb
I guess I should have known
       Ab                           Bbm
by the way you parked your car sideways
        Bbm7     Gbmaj7    Gb     
That it wouldn't last. See you're the kinda person
        Ab   
That believes in makin' out once
Bbm          Bbm7      Gbmaj7
love 'em and leave 'em fast.

Gb                                    Ab
I guess I must be dumb 'cause you had a pocket full of horses
Bbm        Bbm7          Gbmaj7
Trojan and some of them used
           Gb
but it was Saturday night
             Ab
I guess that makes it all right
            Bbm         Bbm7          Ab
and you say what have I got to lose

And honey I say-

Gb      Ab      Db  
Little red corvette
Gb             Ab      Bbm7
baby you're much too fast.
Gb      Ab      Db
Little red corvette
Gb                     Ab       Absus Ab 
you need a love that's gonna last.

Bbm7  
A body like yours ought to be in jail
                                    Gb
'Cause it's on the verge of bein' obscene.

Move over baby
Ab
give me the keys.
          Bbm7                        Ab
I'm gonna try to tame your little red love machine.

Additional lyrics

2nd verse

Guess I should have closed my eyes
when you drove me to the place
Where your horses run free
'cause I felt a little ill
When I saw all the pictures of the jockeys
that were there before me.

Chorus 4

Little red corvette baby
you're much to fast. . .
Little red corvette
honey you gotta slow down.
Little red corvette
'cos if you don't you're gonna run into the ground.

My Life
Billy Joel

(Video)

108 bpm
P82 A

INTRO- [D C7+9 EbM7/F Bb] repeat
VERSE 1-
D                  D/F#
Got a call from an old friend
		G
We used to be real close
A				    D
Said he couldn't go on the American way
			   D/F#
Closed the shop, sold the house
			G
Bought a ticket to the West Coast
A
Now he gives them a stand-up routine in L.A.

[D C7+9 EbM7/F Bb] repeat

CHORUS- (chords same as verse)
I don't need you to worry for me cause I'm alright
I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life
Go ahead with your own life, and leave me alone

BRIDGE-
Bm				    F#7/A#
I never said you had to offer me a second chance
D			         Esus            E
I never said I was a victim of circumstance
G         D/F#   F#	         Bm
I still belong,     don't get me wrong
E7+9
 And you can speak your mind
    G/A   A   G/A  A
But not   on  my   time

VERSE 2-
They will tell you you can't sleep
Alone in a strange place
Then they'll tell you you can't sleep with somebody else
But sooner or later you sleep
In your own space
Either way it's okay to wake up with yourself

CHORUS
BRIDGE
PIANO SOLO-    D    D/F#    G    A    D
I don't care what you say anymore, this is my life
Go ahead with your own life, and leave me alone
[D C7+9 EbM7/F Bb] repeat to fade

Africa
Toto

(Video)

[Chords]
B/F#  224442
A/E   002220
 
[Intro]
A G#m C#m
A G#m C#m
A G#m C#m
A G#m C#m
 
[Verse 1]
B                   D#m     G#m
I hear the drums echoing tonight
B/F#              A/E           C#m         G#m   A G#m C#m
She hears only whispers of some quiet conversa - tion
B                 D#m           G#m
She's coming in, twelve thirty flight
B/F#              A/E                    C#m7              G#m   A G#m C#m
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me toward salva-tion
B              D#m             G#m
I stopped an old man along the way
B/F#                A/E            C#m              G#m   A G#m C#m
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melo-dies
B              D#m       G#m                  A                C#m
He turned to me as if to say √¢‚Ç¨≈ìhurry boy, it's waiting there for you√¢‚Ç¨¬ù
 
[Chorus]
F#m          D               A        E
Gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
F#m                     D             A               E
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
F#m          D           A   E
I bless the rains down in  Africa
F#m             D               A              C#m E F#m E A
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had...
    A G#m C#m
Ooo Ooo
    A G#m C#m
 
[Verse 2]
B             D#m            G#m
The wild dogs cry out in the night
B/F#                  A/E              C#m      G#m   A G#m C#m
As they grow restless longing for some solitary compa-ny
B           D#m              G#m
I know that I must do what's right
           B/F#        A/E        C#m               G#m    A G#m C#m
As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
B         D#m                G#m
I seek to cure what's deep inside
G#m                A                   C#m
Frightened of this thing that I've become
 
[Chorus]
     F#m          D               A        E
It√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
F#m                     D             A               E
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
F#m        D             A   E
I bless the rains down in  Africa
F#m             D               A              C#m E F#m E A
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had...
    A G#m C#m
Ooo Ooo
    A G#m C#m
 
[Interlude]
B   D#m  G#m
B   A    C#m  G#m   A G#m C#m
 
[Bridge]
B   D#7  G#m                 A                  C#m
            √¢‚Ç¨≈ìhurry boy, she's waiting there for you√¢‚Ç¨¬ù
 
[Outro/Chorus]
     F#m          D               A        E
It√¢‚Ç¨‚Ñ¢s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
F#m                    D              A               E
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
F#m        D             A   E
I bless the rains down in  Africa
F#m        D             A   E
I bless the rains down in  Africa
F#m        D             A   E
I bless the rains down in  Africa
F#m        D             A   E
I bless the rains down in  Africa
F#m        D             A   E
I bless the rains down in  Africa
F#m             D               A              C#m E F#m  E A
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had√¢‚Ç¨¬¶
    A G#m C#m
Ooo Ooo
    (repeat fading)
    A G#m C#m

Johnny B. Goode
Chuck Berry

(Video)

108 bpm
P24 B

A
Deep down in Louisiana, close to New Orleans,
A
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens,
      D
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
      A
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
    E
Who never ever learned to read or write so well,
             A
But he could play the guitar just like a ringin' a bell.

CHORUS-

A
Go! Go! Go, Johnny, go! Go!
                  D
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A
Go, Johnny, go! Go!
A                   E
Go, Johnny, go! Go! Johnny B. Goode

He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack,
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.
Old engineers would see him sittin' in the shade,
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made.
When people passed him by they would stop and say,
'oh, my but that little country boy could play'

CHORUS

His mother told him, 'someday you will be a man,
You will be the leader of a big ol' band.
Many people comin' from miles around
Will hear you play your music when the sun go down.
Maybe someday your name'll be in lights,
Sayin' 'Johnny B. Goode tonight''

I Love This Bar
Toby Keith

(Video)

116 bpm
P82 A

[Verse 1]
 
D               A
We got winners, We got losers,
G                 D
Chain smokers and boozers,
       D               A
We got yuppies, We got bikers,
G                   A
We got thirsty hitchhikers.
        Bm                    A             G
And the girls next door dress up like movie stars.
G  Em   F#m   G     A         D
M-m-mm---mm---mm, I love this bar.
 
       D                A
We got cowboys, We got truckers,
G                        D
Broken-hearted fools and suckers,
       D                A
We got hustlers, We got fighters,
G                   A
Early birds and all-nighters,
        Bm                  A            G
And the veterans talk about their battle scars.
G  Em    F#m  G     A         D
M-m-mm---mm---mm, I love this bar.
 
 
[Chorus]
 
            Bm
I love this bar.
                D
It's my kind of place.
     E                                     A
Just walkin' through the front door puts a big smile on my face.
             Bm
It ain't too far.
            D
Come as you are.
G   Em   F#m   G     A         D
M-m-mm---mm---mm, I love this bar.
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
          D                    A
I've seen short skirts, We got high techs,
G                    D
Blue collar boys and rednecks.
       D             A
We got lovers, Lotsa lookers,
          G                      A
I've even seen dancin' girls and hookers.
       Bm                A                 G
And we like to drink our beer from a Mason jar.
G   Em   F#m   G     A         D
M-m-mm---mm---mm, I love this bar.  Yes, I do.
 
 
[Instrumental Interlude]
 
Bm    D      Bm      D
 
 
[Bridge]
 
          A
I like my truck.
          D
I like my girl friend.
          E
I like to take her out to dinner.
         A
I like a movie now and then.
 
 
[Chorus]
 
                Bm
But I love this bar.
                D
It's my kind of place.
     E                                      A
Just twirlin' around the dance floor puts a big smile on my face.
          Bm
No cover charge
            D
Come as you are.
G   Em   F#m   G     A         D
M-m-mm---mm---mm, I love this bar.
 
 
[Outro]
 
   Em   F#m   G          A             D    A-D
M-m-mm---mm---mm, I just love this old bar.

Angel
Sarah McLachlan

(Video)

[Verse 1]
                    Dm7              F
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance

C/G                      G
For the break that would make it okay

Dm7            F
There's always some reason to feel not good enough

C/G                    G
And it's hard at the end of the day

Dm7              F
I need some distraction, oh, beautiful release

C/G                   G
Memories seep from my veins

Dm7           F
Let me be empty, oh and weightless, and maybe

C/G             G
I'll find some peace tonight

[Chorus]

C/G                     Em
In the arms of the angel, fly away from here

F                              C/G                  G
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear

C/G                             Em 
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie

F                          C/G    G               C/G
You're in the arms of the angel, may you fiiiiiind some comfort here.

[Verse 2]

Dm7                F
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn

C/G                          G
There's vultures and thieves at your back

Dm7                   F
The storm keeps on twistin', you keep on buildin' the lies

C/G                      G
That you make up for all that you lack.

Dm7         F
It don't make no difference, escapin' one last time

C/G       G
It's easier to believe

Dm7              F
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness

C/G             G
That brings me to my knees.

[Chorus]

C/G                     Em
In the arms of the angel, fly away from here

F                              C/G                  G
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear

C/G                             Em 
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie

F                          C/G    G               C/G
You're in the arms of the angel, may you fiiiiiind some comfort here.

[Repeat last line]

F                          C/B    G               F
You're in the arms of the angel, may you fiiiiiind some comfort hereeeee.

C/G - F - C/G - F 
End on C/G

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