Blue BayouG D7I feel so bad I've got a worried mind I'm so lonesome - all the time GSince I left my baby behind - on Blue Bayou

G D7Savin' nickels, savin' dimes Workin' 'til the sun don't shineD7 G [N.C.]Lookin' forward to happier times on Blue Bayou

G D7I'm goin' back some day, come what may, to Blue BayouD7 GWhere you sleep all day and the catfish play on Blue BayouG G7All those fishin' boats with their sails afloat C Cm G D7 G [N.C.]If I could only see - that familiar sunrise thru sleepy eyes how happy I'd be

G D7Oh, to see my baby again - and to be with some of my friends GMaybe I'd be happy then on Blue Bayou

G D7I'm goin' back some day, come what may, to Blue Bayou GWhere you sleep all day and the catfish play on Blue Bayou G7 C CmAh, that girl of mine by my side - the silver moon and evening tide G D7 G [N.C.]are some sweet day gonna take away this hurtin' inside D7 GI'll never be blue, my dreams come true - On Blue Bay...ou

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Ukulele Club of Santa CruzApril 2002

Roy Orbison

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Brown-Eyed GirlVan M!ison F Bb F C7Hey, where did we go? Days when the rains cameF Bb F C7Down in the hollow playin’ a new gameF Bb F C7 Laughing and a running, hey hey, skipping and a–jumpingF Bb F C7 Bb In the misty morning fog with our hearts a–thumping and youC7 F Dm Bb C7 F C7My brown-eyed girl. You, my brown-eyed girl

F Bb F C7Whatever happened to Tuesday and so slowF Bb F C7Going down the old mine with a transistor radioF Bb F C7 Standing in the sunlight laughing, hiding behind a rainbow’s wall.F Bb F C7 Bb Slipping and a–sliding, all along the waterfall with youC7 F Dm Bb C7 F C7My brown-eyed girl. You, my brown-eyed girl

ChorusC7 F Bb F C7Do you remember when we used to sing: Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da F Bb F C7 F C7Sha la la la la la la la la la la te da La te da

F Bb F C7So hard to find my way, now that I’m all on my ownF Bb F C7I saw you just the other day, my, how you have grownF Bb F C7 Cast my memory back there, lord Sometimes I’m overcome thinking ‘boutF Bb F C7 Bb Making love in the green grass Behind the stadium with youC7 F Dm Bb C7 F C7My brown-eyed girl, You, my brown-eyed girl chorus

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Bus StopHollies

(RIFF)

Am G Am G Am G Am GBus stop, wet day, she's there, I say, please share my umbrell...a.

Am G Am G Am G AmBus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows, under my umbrella.

C G Am Dm GAll that summer we enjoyed it, wind and rain and shine.Am G Am G Am G AmThat um..brella, we em..ployed it, by August, she was mine.

C B7 Em AmEvery morning I would see her waiting at the stop..

B7 Em Em7sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she'dbought.C B7 Em AmOther people stared as if we were both quite insane,

B7 Em Em7someday my name and hers are going to be the same.

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Am G Am G Am G Am GThat's the way the whole thing started, silly but it's tru - e.

Am G Am G Am G Am Gthinking of a sweet romance beginning in a queue.C G Am Dm GCame the sun the ice was melting, no more sheltering now.

Am G Am G Am G AmNice to think that that umbrella led me to a vow.

RIFFCHORUS:

REPEAT VERSE # 1.

Am B7 C Dm Em G

"Daydream Believer""Daydream Believer"

by the Monkees

Verse 1:

G Am7 Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings Bm C Of the bluebird as she sings G Em7 A D The six o'clock alarm would never ring G Am7 But it rings and I rise Bm C Wipe the sleep out of my eyes G Em7 Am D7 G My shaving razor's cold and it stings

Chorus:

C D Bm Cheer up sleepy JeanC D Em C Oh what can it mean to aG C Daydream believer and aG Em A7 D7 Homecoming queen

Verse 2:

G Am7 You once thought of me Bm C As a white knight on his steedG Em7 A D Now you know how happy I can be G Am7 Oh, and our good times start and end Bm C Without dollar one to spend G Em7 Am D7 G But how much, baby, do we really need

Chorus

Dead FlowersJagger/Richard

C G F CWell when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair

C G F CTalking to some rich folk that you know

C G F CWell I hope you won't see me in my ragged companyC G F CCause you know I could never be alone

G CTake me down little Susie, take me down

G CI know you think you're the queen of the undergroundAnd you canF Csend me dead flowers every morning

F CSend me dead flowers by the mail

F CSend me dead flowers to my wedding

C G F CAnd I won't forget to put roses on your grave

C G F CWell when you're sitting back in your rose pink cadillac

C G F CMaking bets on Kentucky Derby Day

C G F CAh, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoonC G F CAnd another girl to take my pain away

CHORUSInstrumental VerseCHORUS

C F G

4

Everyday — Buddy Holly

D G A7Everyday, it’s a ge!in’ closer,D G AGoin’ faster than a roller coaster,D G A7 D G ALove like yours will surely come my way, hey, hey, hey

D G A7Everyday, it’s a ge!in’ faster,D G AEveryone says go ahead and ask her,D G A7 D G D7Love like yours will surely come my way, hey, hey, hey

Chorus GEveryday seems a li!le longer,CEvery way, love’s a li!le stronger,FCome what may, do you ever long forBb A A7True love from me

Repeat verse 1, instrumental verse 2, then Chorus

D G A7Everyday, it’s a ge!in’ closer,D G AGoin’ faster than a roller coaster,D G A7 D G ALove like yours will surely come my way, hey, hey, heyD G A7 D G D Love like yours will surely come my way.

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Written by:Joe Young

Sam Lewis andRay Henderson

1925

Ukulele Club of Santa CruzNovember 2002

Five Foot TwoFive Foot Two C E7

Five foot two, eyes of blue

A7

But oh what those five feet could do

D7 G7 C6 G7

Has anybody seen my girl?

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Turned up nose turned down hose

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Never had no other beaus

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Has anybody seen my girl?

E7 A7

Now if you run into a five foot two covered with fur

D7 G7

Diamond rings and all those things bet your life it isn't her

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But could she love could she woo could she, could she, could she coo

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Has anybody seen my gal?

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Has Anybody Seen My Girl?Has Anybody Seen My Girl?

Eyes Of BlueEyes Of BlueC

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FOLSOM PRISON BLUESJohnny Cash

G I hear the train a comin’, it´s rolling round the bend G7 and I ain´t seen the sunshine since I don´t know when, C G I´m stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin´ on D7 G but that train keeps a rollin´ on down to San An-tone

G When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son, G7 always be a good boy, don´t ever play with guns. C G But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die D7 G When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry

G I bet there´s rich folks eating in a fancy dining car G7 they´re probably drinkin´ coffee and smoking big cigars. C G Well I know I had it coming, I know I can´t be free D7 G but those people keep a movin´ and that´s what tortures me

Well if they´d free me from this prison,if that railroad train was mineI bet I´d move just little further down the linefar from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stayand I´d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away

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I'll be your baby tonightI'll be your baby tonight

Bob Dylan

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Close your eyes, close the door

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You don't have to worry any more

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I'll . . . . . be your baby to-night

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Shut the light, shut the shade

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You don't have to be a-fraid

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We're gonna forget it

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But we're gonna let it, you won't regret it

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Kick your shoes off, do not fear

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Bring that bottle over here

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I'll . . . . . be your baby to-night

Jambalaya (On The Bayou)Hank Williams

C G Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my ohG C Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayouC G My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my ohG C Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou

CHORUS:C G Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumbG C 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my machez amioC G Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-ohG C Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

C G Thibay-deaux, Fountaineaux, the place is buzzin'G C Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozenC G Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my ohG C Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. REPEAT CHORUS

C G Settle down far from town, get me a pirogueG C And I'll catch all the fish in the bayouC G Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-oG C Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

REPEAT CHORUS

LOVE POTION NUMBER 9 4/4 1…2…1234

I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth, you know the gypsy with the gold capped tooth

She’s got a pad down at Thirty-fourth and Vine, selling little bottles of ….Love Potion # 9

I told her that I was a flop with chicks. I’ve been that way since nineteen fifty-six

She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign, told me what I needed was L P #9 Chorus:

She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink

She said I’m gonna mix it up right here in the sink

It smelled like turpentine and looked like India ink

I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink

I didn’t know if it was day or night, I started kissing every-thing in sight

1 But when I kissed the cop down at Thirty-fourth and Vine, he broke my little bottle of L P #9. (chorus)

2 But when I kissed the cop down at Thirty-fourth and Vine, he broke my little bottle of L P #9. (X3)

LOVE POTION NUMBER 9 4/4 1…2…1234 Dm G7 Dm G7 I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth, you know the gypsy with the gold capped tooth F Dm G7 A7 Dm A7 She’s got a pad down at Thirty-fourth and Vine, selling little bottles of ….Love Potion # 9 Dm G7 Dm G7 I told her that I was a flop with chicks. I’ve been that way since nineteen fifty-six F Dm G7 A7 Dm D7 She looked at my palm and she made a magic sign, told me what I needed was L P #9 Chorus: G She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink E7 She said I’m gonna mix it up right here in the sink G It smelled like turpentine and looked like India ink A7 I held my nose, I closed my eyes, I took a drink Dm G7 Dm G7 I didn’t know if it was day or night, I started kissing every-thing in sight F Dm G7 A7 Dm D7 1 But when I kissed the cop down at Thirty-fourth and Vine, he broke my little bottle of L P #9. CHORUS F Dm G7 A7 Dm 2 But when I kissed the cop down at Thirty-fourth and Vine, he broke my little bottle of L P #9. (X3)

POISON IVY 4/4 1…2…1234

She comes on like a rose, and everybody knows

She'll get you in dutch, you can look but you better not touch

Poison ivy, poison ivy, late at night while you're sleepin’, p. ivy comes a'creepin’ around

She's pretty as a daisy, but look out, man, she's crazy

She'll really do you in, if you let her get under your skin.

Poison ivy, poison ivy, late at night while you're sleepin', p. ivy comes a'creepin’ around

Poison Ivy p. 2

Measles make you bumpy, and mumps'll make you lumpy

And chicken pox'll make you jump and twitch

A common cold will fool ya' and whoopin' cough will cool ya'

But poison ivy's gonna make you itch.

You're gonna need an ocean of calamine lotion

You'll be scratchin' like a hound the minute you start to mess around

Poison ivy, poison ivy, late at night while you're sleepin, p. ivy comes a'creepin around

Ya da ya da ya da, ya da ya da ya da

POISON IVY 4/4 1…2…1234 C C Bb C C Bb C She comes on like a rose, and everybody knows C Bb C C6 She'll get you in dutch, you can look but you better not touch Am Em Am D Am G7 Poison ivy, poison ivy, late at night while you're sleepin’, p. ivy comes a'creepin’ around C C Bb C C Bb C She's pretty as a daisy, but look out, man, she's crazy C Bb C C6 She'll really do you in, if you let her get under your skin.

Am Em Am D Am G7 Poison ivy, poison ivy, late at night while you're sleepin', p. ivy comes a'creepin’ around F

Measles make you bumpy, and mumps'll make you lumpy C C7 And chicken pox'll make you jump and twitch F A common cold will fool ya' and whoopin' cough will cool ya' G7 But poison ivy's gonna make you itch.

C C Bb C C Bb C You're gonna need an ocean of calamine lotion C Bb C C6 You'll be scratchin' like a hound the minute you start to mess around

Am Em Am D Am G7 Poison ivy, poison ivy, late at night while you're sleepin, p. ivy comes a'creepin around C C Bb C C Bb C Ya da ya da ya da, ya da ya da ya da

Runaround Sue

Dion and the Belmonts

G Here's my story, it's sad but true

Em It's about a girl that I once knew

C She took my love, then ran around

D With every single guy in town

VERSE 1

G I guess I should have known it from the very start

Em This girl would leave me with a broken heart

C Now listen people what I'm telling you

D "I keep away from Runaround Sue"

VERSE 2

G Her amazing lips and the smile from her face

Em The touch of her hand and this girl's warm embrace

C So if you don't want to cry like I do

D Keep away from Runaround Sue.

CHANT

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Tremolo!

BRIDGE

C She likes to travel around

G She'll love you, then she'll put you down

C Now, people let me put you wise

D Sue goes out with other guys

VERSE 3

G And the moral of the story from the guy who knows

Em I've been in love and my love still grows

C Ask any fool that she ever knew

D they'll say: Keep away from Runaround Sue

REPEAT

Shaded Aread: BRIDGE and VERSE 3

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Try These!

Runaway Del Shannon Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5OwkQPSsIxc&feature=related (play along in this key with this live version. Capo at first fret required to play along with original recording))

From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/Uke

[Am] As I walk along I [G] wonder what went wrong With [F] our love a love that felt so [E7] strong [Am] And as I still walk on I [G] think of The things we’ve done to[F]gether While our hearts were [E7] young

[A] I’m a walkin’ in the rain [F#m] Tears are fallin’ and I feel the pain [A] Wishin’ you were here by me [F#m] to end this misery And I [A] wonder I wa wa wa wa [F#m] wonder [A] Why why why why [F#m] why she ran away And I [D] wonder where she will [E7] stay My little [A] runaway [D] run run run run [A] runaway [E7]

Instrumental: [Am] [G] [F] [E7] [Am] [G] [F] [E7]

[A] I’m a walkin’ in the rain [F#m] Tears are fallin’ and I feel the pain [A] Wishin’ you were here by me [F#m] to end this misery And I [A] wonder I wa wa wa wa [F#m] wonder [A] Why why why why [F#m] why she ran away And I [D] wonder where she will [E7] stay My little [A] runaway [D] run run run run [A] runaway [D] Run run run run [A] runaway [D] Run run run run [A] runaway

Secret Agent ManWords & Music by P.F. Sloan & Steve Barri, 1963; Johnny Rivers, 1964

Intro: | Em C | A C | Em C | A C | Em C | A C |

Em Am Em

There’s a man who leads a life of danger Em B7

To everyone he meets, he stays a stranger Em Am

With every move he makes, another chance he takesEm Am Em Odds are he won’t live to see tomorrow. [refrain]

[refrain]

Bm Em Bm Em

Secret ___ agent man, secret ___ agent man C B7 Em

(They’ve) given you a number and taken ‘way your name

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A pretty face can hide an evil mind Em Am

Ah, be careful what you say, you’ll give yourself awayEm Am Em

Odds are he won’t live to see tomorrow. [refrain]

[Instrumental verse solo] [refrain]

Em Am Em

Swinging on the Riviera one day Em B7

And then laying in the Bombay alley next day Em Am

Ah, No! you let the wrong word slip, while kissing persuasive lips Em Am Em

The odds are you won’t live to see tomorrow. [refrain]

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Secret agent man!

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D G1. You who are on the road2. And you, of tender years,

D A1. Must have a code that you can live by2. Can't know the fears that your elders grew by,

D G1. And so become yourself2. And so please help them with your youth,

D A1. Because the past is just a good-bye.2. They seek the truth before they can die.

D G1. Teach your children well,2. Teach your parents well,

D A1. Their father's hell did slowly go by,2. Their children's hell will slowly go by,

D GAnd feed them on your dreams D AThe one they picks, the one you'll know by.D G DDon't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry, Bm G ASo just look at them and sigh D G A Dand know they love you.

THE WAY

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They made up their minds and they started packing

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They left before the sun came up that day

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An exit to eternal summer slacking

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But where were they going with out ever knowing the way?

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They drank up the wine and they got to talk ing

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They now had more important things to say

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Where were they going with out ever knowing the way?

CHORUS

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Anyone could see the road that they walk on is paved in gold

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And it's always summer, they'll never get cold

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They'll never get hungry, they'll never get old and gray.

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They left before the sun came up that day

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TINY BUBBLES 4/4 1234 12

Tiny bubbles in the wine make me happy, make me feel fine

Tiny bubbles make me warm all over

With a feelin’ that I’m gonna love you till the end of time CODA: F to C7 X3 at song end

(End on F)

So, here’s to that golden moon and here’s to the silver sea

And mostly here’s a toast to you and me.

Tiny bubbles in the wine make me happy, make me feel fine

Tiny bubbles make me warm all over

With a feelin’ that I’m gonna love you till the end of time

So, here’s to that ginger lei I give to you today

And here’s a kiss that will not fade away. (“Tiny”-top of page)

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No, sir, don t mean maybe

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Yes, sir, that s my baby now

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Yes, ma am, we ve decided

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No, ma am, we won t hide it

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Yes, ma am, you re invited now

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By the way

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When we reach the preacher, I ll say...

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Yes, Sir, That!s My Baby

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Who's that coming down the street?

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Who's that looking so petite?

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Who's that coming down to meet me here?

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Who's that you know who I mean, G7

Sweetest "who" you've ever seen, D7 G7

I could tell him miles away from here.

Jambalaya (On The Bayou)

Hank Williams

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Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh

G C

Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou

C G

My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh

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Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou

CHORUS:C G

Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumb

G C

'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my machez amio

C G

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh

G C

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

C G

Thibay-deaux, Fountaineaux, the place is buzzin'

G C

Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen

C G

Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh

G C

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

REPEAT CHORUS

C G

Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue

G C

And I'll catch all the fish in the bayou

C G

Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o

G C

Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

REPEAT CHORUS

JUST A GIGOLO 4/4 1..2..1234

Just a gigolo, everywhere I go people know the part I’m playing

Paid for every dance, selling each romance, every night some heart be - traying

There will come a day youth will pass away, then what will they say a-bout me?

When the end comes I know, they’ll say just a gigo-lo as life goes on with-out me.

You're Sixteen

(Bobby and Dick Sherman; later performed by Ringo Starr.)

C E7 You come on like a dream, peaches and cream,F C Lips like strawberry wine. D7 G7 C G7 You!re sixteen, you!re beautiful, and you!re mine.

C E7 You!re all ribbons and curls, ooh, what a girl,F C eyes that sparkle and shine. D7 G7 C You!re sixteen, you!re beautiful, and you!re mine.

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E7 You!re my baby, you!re my petA7 We fell in love on the night we met. D7 You touched my hand, my heart went pop.G7 And ooh, when we kissed, we could not stop.

C E7 You walked out of my dreams, and into my heart,F C now you!re my angle divine. D7 G7 C You!re sixteen, you!re beautiful, and you!re mine.

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Get Out And Get Under The MoonWords by Chas. Tobias and Wm. Jerome, Music by Larry Shay - Copyright 1928 by Irving Berlin, Inc.

F C7 FWhat do you do in the evening when you

G7 C7 F don’t know what to do

Bb D#9 F D7 G7Read a book? Play a game? every night is

C7 just the same

F C7 F A7What d' ya say if I tell ya / how to keep from

Dm feeling blue

C Cdim C Cdim C G7My advice is easy to take and easi-er to

C7 do

FWhen you’re all alone any old night and

F7 you’re feeling out of tune

Bb D#9 F D7 G7Pick up your hat close up your flat--get out,

C7 F C+ get under the moon

FUnderneath the bright silvery light you’ll be

F7 feeling better soon

Bb D#9 F D7 G7Pick up your hat close up your flat--get out,

C7 F F7 get under the moon

BbLook, look look at the stars above F D7Look, look look at those sweeties love

G7 C7 G7 C7Oh, boy--give me a night in June--I mean it

Get Out And Get Under The Moon

FAll you gotta do any old night when you’re

F7 feeling out of tune

Bb D#9 F D7 G7Pick up your hat close up your flat--get out, get

C7 F under the moon

A7 Bb C C+

Cdim D#9 D7 Dm

F G7