Rebel Soul

N.C. The mule keeps kicking the chickens in the pen G D5 A5 A5 G D5 A A A A Half a million miles from the devil’s den A A We could scoot it on over to the Dew Drop Inn A A And if we do drop in we going to have us a time G D A Yeah we going to pour some wine G D Am A Uh oh we going to have us a time......, yeah A A Am The mule keeps kicking the chickens in the pen Am A Let’s rock all night and then do it again A A The clock keeps ticking, the cock can’t win A A Let’s rock all night and then do it again G D Am A Oh, yeah, oh.................. G D A A Ohh.........., yeah ohh..... A A Sitting pretty, pretty on the top of the pile A A We going to cool rock ski for a country mile A A And if a country mile don’t get us in line G D A Yeah we going to pour some wine G D A5 A Uh oh we going to have us a time....., yeah A A The mule keeps kicking the chickens in the pen Am Am Let’s rock all night and then do it again Am Am The clock keeps ticking, the cock can’t win Am Am Let’s rock all night and then do it again G D A A G D E E Em A A G Baby let me love you let me take you higher A A5 G Sing ya sweet praise like a gospel choir A A G Baby let me love you let me take you higher A E5 D5 Come on girl let’s set the woods on fire A Come on G D Yeah...... come on C A Your so good to me Am A Yeah, yeah ,yeah, yeah Am A C Ohh....,ohh.... G D Am Am G D Em Em Am A F Em The mule keeps kicking the chickens in the pen D E A Let’s rock all night and then do it again A Am The clock keeps ticking, the cock can’t win Am Am Let’s rock all night and then do it again G D The mule keeps kicking the chickens in the pen Am Am Let’s rock all night and then do it again G D The clock keeps ticking, and the cock can’t win Am Am G Let’s rock all night and then do it again and do it again now D Am Hey do it again now and do it again Am G Yeah, do it again, hey do it again now, Dm Hey do it again now D5 Let’s rock N.C. E5 All night and then do it again G D A A G D A D A Am Am Am A5 A5 G5 D5 2. Let's Ride E E Em Em E E E E E E E E E E E E Used as a scapegoat and taped to the wall Em E Bruised and abused on some foreign soil E E Trained to k**l baby, that's what we do E E And programmed to bleed red, white and blue Em G D A Come on and grab your guns, let's ride Em G D A And may your conscience be your guide, yeah yeah yeah Em G D A I'll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side Em G A A Tonight's the night, we fight or die........, yeah Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em Em E Grab your guns son, said we headed for war Em Em Like your uncle JT done years before Em Em No pussy, no dope, this ain't Saigon Em Em But keep your heads up for roadside bombs Em G D A Come on and grab your guns, let's ride Em G D A And may your conscience be your guide, yeah yeah yeah Em G D A I'll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side Em G A A Bm Tonight's the night, we fight or die C G D Even in darkness, you're my strength A B My soul, my will to survive C G A A But in this fight I stand ready to die........, yeah Em G A A G Em G A A A A Em G D A Come on and grab your guns, let's ride Em G D A And may your conscience be your guide, yeah yeah yeah Em G D A I'll say a prayer for you to make it through to the other side Em G Tonight's the night D A Tonight's the night.., yeah Em G D A Come on and grab your guns, let's ride Em G D A And may your conscience be your guide Em Come on G Come on D Come on A Come on Em Come on G A A A Come on Em G Oh oh oh oh whoa D A Oh oh oh oh whoa Em E Oh oh oh oh whoa D A Oh oh oh oh whoa Em G Oh oh oh oh whoa D A Oh oh oh oh whoa Em Em Oh oh oh oh whoa A A A A Em Em E E 3. 3 CATT Boogie C C F C C F C F C C C C F C C F F F C C C C C C C C F F C C G F C C C C I’m hitting heavy, I’m swinging low C C Slow and steady, I don’t know F F C C Who can go the distance when karma comes gunning for you? (gunning for you) G7 F C C You can say what you want baby, but there aren’t nothing we can do C C Now the preacher man’s yelling that Book of Revelation C C And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation F7 F Banks hedging bets for the next generation C C G7 F C C And all while building us a big space station, ahhh..., ahhh... C C I bought a Chevy, in Idaho C C Hey where I’m headed, I don’t know (I don't know) F F C C But my existence is a glorified story of the truth (story of the truth) G7 F7 C C They can talk all they want baby, but that’s all they ever do (ohhhh) C C Now the preacher man’s yelling that Book of Revelation C C And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation F F Banks hedging bets for the next generation C C G F C C And Wall Street’s stirring up the whole situation, ahhh.., ahhh... C C C C F F C C G F C C C So come and catch me, N.C. If you can N.C. Maybe Egypt or N.C. Iran F F C C Starting revolutions baby, hey that’s what I do (that what he do) G7 F C C You can be who you want momma, but it’s better being you (ohhh, yeah) C C Now the preacher man’s yelling that Book of Revelation C Cm C7 And Uncle Sam’s selling us a one-world nation F F Banks hedging bets for the next generation C And Bobby’s upset because there N.C. G F C Ain’t nothing changing, (ahhh..,ahhh...) C7 G F C There ain’t nothing changing (ahhh..,ahhh...) C G F There ain’t nothing changing (ahhh..,ahhh...) C And Bobby’s upset because there C7 G7 F D# C Ain’t nothing changing, (ahhh..,ahhh...) C C Ahhh........ 4. Detroit, Michigan D5 D5 D5 N.C. Talking about D D Soul, soul, soul D D Hey Memphis D D Talking about rock and roll D D Hey Texas G G New York City’s uptown grooves D D A little Mississippi Delta blues G G Flossing Austin and the Boston Pops (ohhh...) A A And everybody knows that Cleveland rocks D D D D Talking about girls, girls, girls, California D D D D Talking about fine, fine girls, Oklahoma G G A downtown Nashville honky-tonk D D Some big fat back beat DC funk G G Jacksonville and the Southern rock A A G In New Orleans the party never stops G D Detroit, Michigan, oh yeah D G Detroit, Michigan, yeah, yeah, yeah G A A Detroit, Michigan, yeah...,yeah....,hey, hey, hey, D D D You heard about Mar....vin Gaye, we got him D Can I get a witness? D D Talking bout Hitsville USA D We got it D How sweet it is G G We got those fine, fine super Supremes D D The kind of girls you see in your dreams G G When you hear our thundering sound A A You know it comes from Detroit town D D Talking about Rosa..... Parks D D We sent her (whoooo ohhhhhhh) D D Talking about Hen.......ry Ford D D The inventor (mmmhhhh ohhhhhh) D D D Talking about Aretha..... yeah we got her D The Queen of Soul D D D Bob Seger..... yeah we got him D And that old time rock and roll G G Slim Shady set the world on fire D D The Big Three baby and the finest cars G G George Clinton’s P Funk all stars A A D We spend our days on the line and our nights in the bars D D Detroit, Michigan, yeah yeah yeah D D Detroit, Michigan, wooooo hooooo D D Detroit, Michigan, yeah yeah yeah D D Detroit, Michigan, yeah yeah yeah D D Detroit, Michigan, oh yeah D D Detroit, Michigan, oh yeah yeah yeah D D Detroit, Michigan, oh I'm in love D D Detroit, Michigan, oh I can't find the book D D Detroit, Michigan, oh yeah D D Detroit, Michigan, woooooo hooooo D5 Detroit, Michigan 5. Rebel Soul E A E E E E E E E E I feel the world is cheating E My heart is barely beating D A E Like a lone wolf in the pack E No one to believe in E Trying to fight these demons D A E Where I’m going’s where I’m at A Like high plains drifters E And midnight misters A E Dancing with the devil’s rock and roll A Dirt poor playboys E And drug store cowboys D A E E Hey....,yeah..., rebel soul E I’ve been a man of reason E Only to end up even D A E I’ve paid the price of giving back E Low down and double dealing E Up on the mountain kneeling D A E I feel your love is just a trap A Like high plains drifters E And midnight misters A E Sifting through the devil’s pot o’ gold A Dirt poor playboys E And drug store cowboys D A E E Hey......, yeah........ rebel soul E Rebel soul Em7 E E E D A E E E D A E A E I feel just like I’m trapped by nighttime A E I sleep with one eye open in the day A E I’ve walked the wrong way but I’ve walked a long way D A Hey......., yeah, yeah....... Bm Bm Bm Bm Em Em Oh, Rebel soul A A Em7 Em7 Em7 Em7 E7 Em E Touched by the hand of treason E I’m through with not believing D A E I’m leaving town my bags are packed E And if you feel the need when E You finally find your feelings D A E You’ll know just where to find me at A With high plains drifters E And midnight misters A E Dancing with the devil’s rock n roll A Dirt poor playboys E And drug store cowboys D D A A E Hey................,yeah.............. rebel soul Em E Em Rebel soul, rebel soul, oh, rebel soul Em Em E E Rebel soul, rebel soul, soul, rebel soul, oh rebel soul 6. God Save Rock n Roll G G G G G G Boy next door not too complacent G G Lost till he found how to pound the pavement D C G G He walked like a saint lost far in a world of sin G G No mama to assure his situation G G A misfit piss poor education D C G G He talked a big game but never could seem to win C C G G And southwest Detroit isn’t a place to talk no tra..sh, oh.... no D C G G You can throw some dap but it’s best not to flash no ca...sh C C G G You grow up quick, fighting for the upper end of lower cla..ss D C G G And sometimes ya feel like sand in an hour gla..ss C C G G Hey there young man, you better dig down deep in your so..ul D C F G G You better learn to play and pray God save rock and roll (hey....rock and roll) G G He got a four-piece band for his graduation G G A second hand van and they toured the nation D C G G But no one seemed to ever wanna sing a long (along) G G They headed out west to find salvation G G But the Sunset Strip’s a big temptation D C G G And girls and cocaine seemed to write every song C C G G But east LA isn’t a place to talk no tra...sh (oh... no) D C G G You can play for tips but how long can that life last C C G G You grow up quick, writing checks your ass can’t ca...sh D C G G And sometimes you feel like life’s moving way too fast C C G G Hey there young man, you better dig down deep in your so..ul, oh D C G G You better find your way and pray God save rock and roll (save rock and roll) C C G G Yeah God........., save rock and roll D C G G If you could find a way I swear I won’t sell my soul C C G G Hey God.........., save rock ro...ll, oh hold on D C F G G Pave the way and hey God save rock n roll C C G G D C G G G G He got pegged to be the next sensation G G A big fat check for his aggravation D C G G And a renegade spot tucked way high up in the hills G G His songs played strong on every station G G And MTV in full rotation D C And his garage was filled up with big N.C. Cadillac DeVilles N.C. Gather around ohhhh G G He sold his soul it was fabrication G G Found success but lost his patience D C G G Because living on the road isn’t all it’s cracked up to be G G He got dropped in the middle of consolidation G G His wife took half and then taxation D C G G Left him right back at the alter on his knees.............. C C G G And southwest Detroit isn’t a place to talk no tra...sh D C G G Hey mister big shot, how’s it feel to be back? C C G G Yeah you made it, became a member of the upper cl...ass D C G G Forgot your roots and made everybody kiss your ass C C G G Hey there young man, I bet you never thought you'd get this old D C I’m still trying to be (still trying to be) D D I’m still singing in key (yeah singing in key) D D I’m still living free (I'm still living free, yeah) C C G G So f**k you all I said long live rock and roll.......... G G G G G Rock and roll..............., yeah 7. Happy New Year F# F# B B B B B B B B B B Happy New Year B Happy New Year B E E Let’s raise a glass C#m C#m Here’s to you dear B B Now I was hoping F# F# That I'd find you here E Just to wish you B B B B A Happy New Year B B Kiss me pretty B B Kiss me pretty E E When that ball drops C#m C#m On New York City B B When that clock strikes F# F# I’ll pull you near E E Just to wish you B B B B A Happy New Year E E I’ll quit smoking B B I’ll quit eating E E I’m not joking B B I’ll quit cheating E E I’ll quit cursing B I’ll quit drinking B C# C# F# F# I’ll be a better person, but tonight I’m thinking B B Let’s get shit faced B Let’s get shit faced B E E C#m C#m Let’s get into trouble, let’s get outta this place B B And I’ll have faith in F# F# The coast that you clear E E Say you love me B B E Happy New Year........... B B B B E E C#m C#m B B F# F# E E B B B B Where’s my car keys? B B Where’s my car keys? E E C#m C#m My place ain’t too far, we can crawl on our knees B B What we’re feeling F# We can’t do here F# E E Sexual.. healing B B B B B Happy New Year............ B B I know your thinking B B I must be crazy E E Don’t sweat that small stuff C#m Kiss me baby C#m B Yeah it’s September, F# F# But with you here F# E Every night is E B B B B A Happy New Year......... B B Happy New Year B Happy New Year B E E Let’s raise a glass, C#m C#m Cheer’s to you dear B I'm so glad F# F# That I found you here E E SO you can be mine E E E E Be.............., mine B B B B Happy New Year....................... 8. Celebrate G5 G5 G5 G5 G5 G5 N.C. N.C. Oh yeah G G5 G5 G5 G5 G5 G5 G G G G G Everlasting, things that most can’t see... G G G G Fads and fashion never meant that much to me G G G G Isn’t worth asking, girl we could have it all G5 G5 G5 G5 Shotgun blasting having ourselves a ball (ball ball ball) A# C5 I know it’s late but your daddy’s not done yet D#5 F5 C G5 So let’s rock this spot till the sunset G5 C5 I want to celebrate A#5 F5 G5 C Rock, rock the whole night away G G5 F5 C5 G5 G5 Hey we going to celebrate yeah, yeah, yeah.......... G5 G5 G5 G5 G5 G G G Show me your bad side G G G Girl let’s funk around... G Move to the inside G G G Now baby let me break it down G It’s that feeling G G That it just can't be denied... G G G G G And I been pheening that little tight uhmp and big blue eyes (eyes, eyes) A# C I know it’s late but your daddy’s not done yet D# F5 C G So let’s rock this spot till the sunset G C5 I want to celebrate (yeah,yeah,yeah) G5 C Baby, no it can’t wait (yeah,yeah,yeah) G G G F5 C C C C5 Hey we going to celebrate yeah, yeah, yeah............ G5 G G C C G G G C G5 G5 G5 Momma’s in the kitchen cooking crawfish pie G5 G5 Daddy’s by the river watching fish swim by G5 G5 Momma’s in the kitchen cooking crawfish pie G5 G5 Daddy’s by the river watching fish swim by G5 Gm Gm Momma’s in the kitchen cooking crawfish pie Gm Gm Daddy’s by the river watching fish swim by Gm G5 Momma’s in the kitchen cooking crawfish pie C C D D Daddy’s by the river.................... Gm Gm Gm Gm Gm Gm Gm Gm A# A# C C D# D# D#5 F5 C5 G5 Yeah, yeah, yeah G5 C5 A# Oh, let'S celebrate, yeah, yeah, yeah G5 C5 A#5 Baby, no it can't wait, can't wait, yeah yeah yeah G5 C A# Hey, let's celebrate, celebrate (yeah, yeah, yeah) Gm Gm Gm Rock the whole night away........... rock, rock the whole night away C Gm G5 G5 Yeah, baby let's celebrate (rock, rock the whole night away) G5 Rock the whole night away F5 G5 G5 G5 G5 Yeah, yeah, yeah.................. 9. The Mirror F# G#m G#m7 C# G#m G#m F# G#m I been known to fight the good fight F# C# G#m I been known to walk alone F# G#m I been known to stay out all night F# C# G#m Drinkin’ wine and gettin’ stoned F# G#m I feel like you’re not ever gonna let me love you F# C# G#m I feel like I’m gonna be left here on my own F# G#m I feel like I’m not ever gonna rise above you C#7 F# G#m I feel like we will always walk alone F# G#m I was born into the good life F# C# G#m I have owned a wretched soul F# G#m I was thrown into the dark night F# C# G#m Where I roamed with no control F# G#m I feel like you’re not ever gonna let me love you F# C# G#m I feel like I’m gonna have to face this on my own F# G#m I feel like I’m not ever gonna rise above you C#7 F# G#m I feel like we will always walk alone C# Walk aloooooone, yeah F# G#m F# G#m F# G#m C# D#m E F# G# A#m B C# F# G#m I feel like you’re not ever gonna let me love you F# C# G#m I feel like I’m gonna be left here on my own F# G#m I feel like I’m not ever gonna rise above you C# F# I feel like we will always C# F# I feel like we will always C# F# I feel like we will always G#m Walk alone C#m Walk alone G#m Walk alone 10. Mr. Rock n Roll E E D A A Ooohhhh, oohhhhhh oh E E D Ehhhh A E E Ohhhhhhh, ohhhh E E E E E E E E D A E E He got a song to sing he got an axe to grind E He far and wide but still hard to find D A E E He go wop bop a loo bop a wop bam boom E He sang Long Tall Sally and Sweet Sixteen E Good Golly Miss Molly and Maybellene D A E He sent the whole world Walking to New Orleans A E Mr. Hiatus won’t you save us from your rad...io D A E Because these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul A E Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show D A E E So put your hands together for Mr. Rock n Roll............. E He sang Jailhouse Rock and Peggy Sue E Rock Around the Clock and Blue Suede Shoes D A E And still there isn’t no cure for the Summertime Blues E He took the Mississippi Queen to Katmandu E A Stairway to Heaven and yelled Hey Jude D A E So tell me Proud Mary now Who Do You Love? A E Mr. Hiatus won’t you save us from your rad....io D A E Because these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul A E Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show D A E So put your hands together for Mr. Rock n Roll......... E A E A B A E D A E D A E E E E D A E E E E Save.... me D Love me till the day I die A E E Take me to the mountain high, yeah yeah E E Ba......by D A E E Guide me through the great divide and lay me by the ocean side, yeah yeah D A E E Oh, ohhh......, ohhhhh.... D A E E Oh, ohhh......, ohhhhh.... D A E E So put your hands together for Mr. Rock n Roll.......... E He said Hey Good Looking, What’s Going On E A whole lot of shaking and a simple song D A E And still there isn’t No Mountain High Enough E He said Walk This Way Up Around the Bend E Because up there we Won’t Get Fooled Again D A E And yes, he gets high with a little help from his friends A E Mr. Hiatus won’t you save us from your rad.....io D A E Because these hip hop pop punk rock kids got no soul A E Either way we’re proud to welcome back the star of the show D So put your hands together for Mr. D Just put your hands together for Mr. D A A Put your hands together for Mr. Rock n Roll........ E E D A Oh, ohhhhhhh, oh, roll E D A I said mister, mister E D A Yeahhhh Owwww E D A E E E 11. Cucci Galore B E B Don’t you want to go down? (Come on, come on, come on) E C#m F# C#m Don’t you want to go down? (Come on, come on, come on) E B E B Don’t you want to go down? (Come on, come on, yeah what) B5 My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B5 My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore (yeah boy) B A Everybody naked in the hot tub A Everybody want a baby oil back rub D Drinking Champagne from your belly button D Licking it up like wine (Licking it up like wine) D A Everybody want to make it with a playmate A Everybody want to drive through the front gate E In a jet black Lamborghini E Leopard print fur lined (Leopard print fur lined) B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore My name’s N.C. Cucci, Cucci Galore B E B E Don’t you want to go down, whoa..... C#m C#m Don’t you want to go down whoa..... F# B E B E Don’t you want to go down, whoa.... B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B A My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore (yeah, what) B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B A Everybody wearing edible bikinis A Everybody want a chocolate martini E Naomi Campbell on a polar bear rug E Afternoon delight (Afternoon delight) D Hanging out with Hef down in the grotto D Heartbreaker farm fresh from Ohio D Prove it to me you’re a natural blonde D Caught a bunny in a lie (bunny in a lie) E Bm My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B D My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore Bm E B E Don’t you want to go down? (whoa.......) C#m C#m Don’t you want to go down? (whoa.......) F#5 B E B E Don’t you want to go down? (whoa.......) C#m C#m Don’t you want to go down? (whoa.......) F# B E B E Don’t you want to go down? (whoa.......) Bm What the f**k d’you say? Bm Bitch, go get your clothes B5 Bm Hell no, you can’t sleep here B Huh, me?, They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam B They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam B5 They call me Bobby, Bobby Shazam N.C. Bitch, my name is Bobby Shazam (yeah,what) B Pamela’s here hanging with a douchebag B I’m sipping on a full fifth of Red Stag B Short stories and a couple of vials Bm B D Detroit city style!!, Detroit city style....... B E B E Don’t you want to go down?, whoa...... C#m C#m Don’t you want to go down?, whoa...... E B E B E Don’t you want to go down?, whoa...... C#m C#m Don’t you want to go down?, whoa...... E B E Don’t you want to go down?, whoa...... B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore B My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore Bm7 My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore Bm7 My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore Bm7 My name’s Cucci, Cucci Galore Bm7 B7 Bm7 B7 B B Bm B 12. Redneck Paradise A A A A A I like moonshine whiskey D A I like home made wine And I don’t look for greener grass E Home grown suits me just fine A Welcome to my shanty D Drop by anytime A E A I bet you’ll like my Redneck Paradise D E A Redneck Paradise D E It’s a hole in the wall kinda small A But the people are real nice D E And folks in here they’s free and clear A D To drink beer and dance all night, that’s right A E A And no one’s uptight in Redneck Paradise A Now I might get a little tipsy D A I might be past my prime But pour some Jim Beam whiskey E And I’ll show you a real big time A You don’t need reservations D Drop by anytime A E A The sun is shinin’ in Redneck Paradise G D A And the things we like don’t cost a lot of money A Ab G D A A Ab Good foot stompin’ music gets us by, just fine G D A Measure up our wealth in friends and family A Ab G D E We’re gonna hit them honky tonks tonight D E A Down in Redneck Paradise D E It’s a hole in the wall kinda small A Just look for the red light D E And have no fear you’re free and clear A D To get wild and rock all night We don’t bite A E A G Cuz we get down right in Redneck Paradise G G D A A Ab G D E D E A Down in Redneck Paradise D E It’s a hole in the wall kinda small A But the people are mighty. Mighty. mighty, mighty, nice D E And when you’re here you’re free and clear A D To do what most ever you like, all night A E D A So rock on through to Redneck Paradiiiiiiise, Yee-haw !! A D One, two One, two D E A Down in Redneck Paradise D E It’s a hole in the wall kinda small A but the people are real (mighty. mighty, mighty) nice D E And when you’re here you’re free and clear A D To drink beer and dance all night, that’s right A E A Cuz no one’s uptight in Redneck Paradise A E D A So rock on through to Redneck Paradiiiiiiise 13. Cocaine and Gin F F C C F F C C F F C C G G G C C Well shes the match that I hold in my fingers G And I'm letting it burn to the nail F C And I know its a pain thatll linger G F E C Its a woman like that sends a good man to jail F C And now the cocaine and gin has got me spinning F C Left in the old lost and found F C If sorrows a game then I'm winning G C Wont you please set my feet on the ground C G So I sat and I thought for a long time praying on what I might do F C God you never did give me the answer G F E C And I cant stand the thought of another with you F C And now the cocaine and gin has got me spinning F C Left in the old lost and found F C If sorrows a game then I'm winning G C Wont you please set my feet on the ground D F C Dm F C Am Dm F C C G Thank you for everything mama for trying to raise me up well F C And I'm sorry I did what I had to do G F E C Its a woman like that sends a good man to hell F C And now the cocaine and gin has got me spinning F C Left in the old lost and found F C If sorrows a game then I'm winning G Wont you please F Set my feet on the ground C Set my feet on the ground 14. Midnight Ferry D G I’m leavin’ town this morning D A Back on a midnight ride D G No destination weary D A Caught in the same old stride Bm G And oh my lord I’ll see you D A Bm G Ruined by the way Only to remember G D The sideways sins of yesterday D G Summertime in Denver D A Gonna see some friends of mine D G I may hide there ‘til September D A Fore the leaves begin to die Bm G Bm G It don’t even matter The poets seldom heard D A I’m gonna board the midnight ferry G D And carry on my way with yes the world D G D A Hallelujah, hey Hallelujah, hey D G D A Hallelujah, hey Hallelujah, hey D G Touching down in Memphis D A Gonna find some blue suede shoes D G And even though it may seem senseless D A It’s all that I can do Bm G Bm G It don’t even matter The preachers seldom heard D A I’m gonna board the midnight ferry G D And carry on my way with yes the world D G D A Hallelujah, hey Hallelujah, hey D G D A Hallelujah, hey Hallelujah, hey D G And it’s my last trip through Detroit D A Gonna drown away this pain D G I got no one left to live for D A And no one left to blame Bm G Bm G It don’t even matter I don’t want the last word D A I’m gonna board the midnight ferry G D And carry on my way with yes the world D A I’m gonna board the midnight ferry G D And carry on my way with yes the world D G D A Hallelujah, hey Hallelujah, hey D G D A Hallelujah, hey Hallelujah, hey Bm G Bm G It don’t even matter I don’t want the last word D A I’m gonna board the midnight ferry G D And carry on my way with yes the world D A I’m gonna board the midnight ferry G D And carry on my way with yes the world D A I’m gonna board the midnight ferry G D And carry on my way with yes the world