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  • Make Like Rock'n'Roll
  • Barkin' Up The Wrong Tree
  • Bird- Dog
  • Morse Code
  • Not I
  • Red Blooded American Boy
  • Bigelow 6-200



  • Make Like Rock'n'Roll

    (Don Woody - Paul Simmons)

    
    C                                         G
    Well let's make like a  tree and leave
    C                                           D7
    Well let's make like a storm and blow
    D7                                                                    
    Now let's play like a chicken and fly this scope
    D7                              G
    Let's make like rock 'n' roll 
    
    G                                
    Took my baby to a ball
    G                                      D7
    Hadn't been there long at all
    G                        G7   C/E     C#dim                                
    She turned to me and then she said
                            D7              N\C                                               
    Well let's blow this joint, the music's dead 
    
    Chorus:
    
    C                                               G                                                      
    Well let's make like a  tree and leave
    C                                               D7
    Well let's make like a storm and blow
    D7                                                                    
    Now let's play like a chicken and fly this scope
    D7                                G
    Let's make like rock 'n' roll 
    
    SOLO
    
    We've been here for quite  a while
    Long-hair music cramps my style
    It's the deadest place that I been in
    And what's that thing called a violin
    
    Chorus
    
    SOLO 
    
    You said that the music  was fine
    We would have a rockin' time
    All I've heard since I arrived
    Is the stuff they played when gramps was alive
    
    Chorus
    
    SOLO
    
    Chorus
    
    SOLO

    TOP


    Barkin' Up The Wrong Tree

    (Don Woody - Paul Simmons)

    
    E       
    Well I went to my baby on bended knees
    
    baby, baby, baby, will you marry me?
    
    She said: "sorry daddy but what can I say,
                        C
    I found a new love just the other day"
    
    Chorus:
                       A                                
    And you're barking up the wrong tree
                      E
    Well, you're barking up the wrong tree
                      H7
    Yes, you're barking up the wrong tree
               E
    That's what she said to me
    
    Well I pleaded and begged nearly out of my mind
    I said: "baby, baby, baby, girls are hard to find"
    She said: "sorry daddy but try to understand,
    I'm goin' with the cutest guy in the land" 
    
    Chorus
    
    Now, my heart was broken and it felt so blue
    I said: "baby, baby, baby, does it mean we're through?"
    She said: "sorry daddy but can't you take a hint?
    My guy's got money, more than the mint" 
    
    Chorus
    
    Now my friend told me the other day
    That my baby, baby, baby, had gone away
    She took all his money and she left him flat
    And let me tell you people I'm so glad that 
    
    Chorus

    TOP


    Bird- Dog

    (Don Woody - Paul Simmons)

    
    E
    Well they call me birddog 'cause I'm just like a hound
    
    Wherever there's women, well a-that's where I'm found
    
    Well they call me birddog 'cause I'm just like a pup
                              C
    Well I'm always birddoggin', I never give up
    
         H7           E
    Birddog... birddog
          H7                                                       E
    Well birddoggin' daddy, I'll get me a woman you'll see
    
    Well they call me birddog 'cause I'm hunting chicks
    Everybody wonders how I find 'em so quick
    Whenever I hear there's a new girl in town
    Well pretty soon she gonna find me hangin' around
    Birddog... birddog
    Well birddoggin' daddy, I'll get me a woman you'll see 
    
    Well they call me birddog 'cause I'm on the prowl
    I stay up late at night and you oughta hear me howl
    To lead a dog's life, some say is bad
    But I can tell you people of the fun I've had
    Birddog... birddog
    Well birddoggin' daddy, I'll get me a woman you'll see 

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    Morse Code

    (Don Woody - Paul Simmons)

    E
    I tried talkin', to get through to you
                                                  H7
    I tried callin', to get my message through
    E
    I tried every way that I know
                       C
    And my heart is beatin' morse-code
                    E
    My smoke signals went up over town
                                                 H7
    I sent pigeons, but you shot 'em down
    E
    I tried every way to communicate
                                C
    Won't you listen to my heart, before it's too late
              A
    Well I love you, is what I try to say
              E
    I try it different each and every day
                        A
    Oh won't you listen to what my heart is beatin'
      H7                                                        E
    I love you, I love you, it keeps repeatin'
    E
    I advertised on the radio
                                                    H7
    I tried to reach you through a TV-show
    E
    I even put signs upon the road
                       C
    And my heart is beatin' morse-code 
    

    TOP


    Not I

    (Don Woody - Paul Simmons)

    E       
    (Pah-pah-pah-oom, pom-pom-pom-pom)
    E
    You need me, cried the girl to the boy
    
    Without my love your life a-has no joy
             A
    I can do anything, baby, that I please
              E
    You'll come back crawling on your knees
    
    Chorus:
    E 
    Not I, cried-a he with a broken heart                             
    E
    Gave you my love, but you tore it apart
    A
    Don't want you now, 'cause-a you made me cry
          E       H7     E
    Not I, Not I, Not I 
    
    She said, you're the puppet on my string
    When I move my finger, you'll do anything
    You know what will happen baby, if you lose me
    You'd jump off a building or jump in the sea 
    
    Not I, cried-a he with a broken heart
    Gave you my love, but you tore it apart
    Don't want you now, 'cause-a you made me cry
    Not I, Not I, Not I
    (One more time) 
    
    She said, you're the puppet on my string
    When I move my finger, you'll do anything
    You know what will happen, if you lost me
    You'd jump off a building or jump in the sea 
    
    Not me, cried he with a broken heart
    Gave you my love, but you tore it apart
    Don't want you now, 'cause-a you made me cry
    Not I, Not I, Not I
    Not I, Not I, Not I
    Not I, Not I, Not I
    

    TOP


    Red Blooded American Boy

    (Don Woody - Paul Simmons)

                         E
    Well, if I look at a girl
    
    When they, they walk by
         A7
    If I stomp my feet
            E
    And roll, roll my eyes
                       H7                     A7
    Please realize (please realize)
                    E
    I'm just a red blooded American boy
             
                E
    And if I like rock 'n' roll
    
    And it thrills, thrills me so
                  A7
    Well, if I wear Ivy League
              E
    From head, from head to toe
                              H7                      A7
    Well, don't you know (don't you know)
                    E
    I'm just a red blooded American boy 
    
    A7
    Why do people always say
    E
    We never did that in our day
    F7
    They had that like you and me
    H7
    We all do what's naturally 
    
                           E
    Well, if I won't let a girl
    
    Wear, wear my ring
                 A7
    And if I like to bird dog
               E
    Every sweet, sweet young thing
                            H7                  A7
    Well, you can see (you can see)
                    E
    I'm just a red blooded American boy 
    
    Why do people always say
    We never did that in our day
    They had that like you and me
    We all do what's naturally 
    
    Well, if I won't let a girl
    Wear, wear my ring
    And if I like to bird dog
    Every sweet, sweet young thing
    Well, you can see (you can see)
    I'm just a red blooded American boy
    Mmm, red blooded American boy
    Ah-haha, red blooded American boy
    Ah-haha, red blooded American boy 
    
    Chorus

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    Bigelow 6- 200

    (Don Woody - Paul Simmons)

    E 
    There is a number to call if you want my lovin'
    
    The number to call if you want turtle dovin'
    
    The number I'll be waiting all night long 
                       E
    'Cause I'm waitin' and waitin' for you to phone 
            H7             E
    Bigelow 6-2-0-0 
    
    Chorus: 
    E
    What's the matter, what's the matter, why don't you call?
    
    Don't you love your little baby no more at all?
    
    Waitin' and waitin', can't do anything
                       E
    'Cause I'm waitin' for the doggone phone to ring
            H7             E
    Bigelow 6-2-0-0 
    
             A7
    Well, baby dial my number
    E
    You said you would phone
    F7
    I'm so broken-hearted
    H7
    Please don't wait too long 
    
             E
    Well, I thought a-pretty baby that we had a fight
    
    And you left me the other night
    
    But if the phone doesn't ring in a minute or two
      E
    I think pretty baby I-I'll call you
            H7             E
    Bigelow 6-2-0-0 (Make that call!) 
    
    Well, baby dial my number
    You said you would phone
    I'm so broken-hearted
    Please don't wait too long 
    
    Well, I thought a-pretty baby that we had a fight
    And you left me the other night
    But if the phone doesn't ring in a minute or two
    I think pretty baby I-I'll call you
    Bigelow 6-2-0-0