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Que Sera’, Sera - Doris Day

When I was (C) just a little girl,
I asked my mother ”What will I (G7) be?
(Dm) Will I be (G) pretty? (Dm) Will I be (G) rich?
(Dm) Here’s what she (G) said to (C) me… (C7)

CHORUS
“Que (F) sera, sera. What(Dm)ever will (C) be will be;
The future’s not (G7) ours to see… que sera, (C) sera.”

(G) When I was (C) just a child in school,
I asked my teacher ”What should I (G7) try?
(Dm) Should I paint (G) pictures? (Dm) Should I sing (G) songs?
(Dm) This was her (G) wise (C) reply… (C7)

CHORUS

(G) When I grew (C) up and fell in love,
I asked my sweetheart, ”What lies (G7) ahead?
(Dm) Will we have (G) rainbows, (Dm) day after (G) day?
(Dm) Here’s what my (G) sweetheart (C) said… (C7)

CHORUS

(G) Now I have (C) children of my own,
They ask their mother ”What will I (G7) be?
(Dm) Will I be (G) handsome? (Dm) Will I be (G) rich?
(Dm) I tell them (G) tenderly (C) … (C7)

CHORUS
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APRIL SHOWERS

Verse 1:
(TACET) Though April [G7] Showers may come your [C] way
They bring the [G7] flowers that bloom in [C] May
So if it's [A7] raining have no re-[Dm]grets
Because [D7] it isn't raining rain you know
It's [G7]¯ raining violets

Verse 2:
(TACET) And where you [G7] see clouds upon the [C] hills
You know they’ll [A7] bring crowds of daffo-[Dm] dils
So keep on [F] looking for a [Fm] bluebird
And [C] listening for his [A7] song
When-[Dm]ever April [G7] showers come a-[C]long [G7] ¯

KAZOO INSTRUMENTAL: (same as Verse 1)
[G7] / [G7]  / [C] / [C] /
[G7] / [G7] / [C] / [C] /
[A7] / [A7] / [Dm] / [Dm] /
[D7] / [D7] / [G7] ¯

Verse 2:
(TACET) And where you [G7] see clouds upon the [C] hills
You soon will [A7] see crowds of daffo-[Dm] dils
So keep on [F] looking for a [Fm] bluebird
And [C] listening for his [A7] song
When-[Dm]ever April [G7] showers come a-[C]long [C]¯[G7]¯[C]¯  
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Ring Of Fire

G                        C                          G                 
Dooo do dooo do dooo, do dooo, doooooooooo x 2

G               C             G
Love Is A Burning Thing
                            C       G
And It Makes A Fiery Ring
                    C      G
Bound By Wild Desire
                    C              G
I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire

Chorus

D                C                            G
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
           D
I Went Down, Down, Down
              C                     G
And The Flames Went Higher
             G
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
      C                G
The Ring Of Fire
        C               G
The Ring Of Fire

G                        C                               G           
Dooo do dooo do dooo, do doo doooooooooo

G                        C                                 G          
Dooo do doooo do dooo, do doo, dooooooooo

G                    C              G
The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
                             C         G
When Hearts Like Ours Meet
                       C            G
I Fell For You Like A Child
                   C                G
Oh,But The Fire Went Wild

 REPEAT CHORUS X2

  And It G Burns,burns,burns. The C ring of G fire. The C ring of G fire
 

END
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"Tiptoe Through the Tulips" by Al Dubin and Joe Burke
Verse 1:
[C]Tiptoe by the (F)window
By the [C]window
That is [F]where I'll be,
Come [C]tiptoe through the [F]tulips
With [C]me

Verse 2:
[C]Tiptoe from your [F]pillow
To the [C]shadow
Of the [F]willow tree,
And [C]tiptoe through the [F]tulips
With [C]me [C7]

Bridge:
[Dm]Knee deep
In flow[C]ers we'll [A7]stray
[DM]We'll keep
The sho[C]wers a[G]way.

NO chord
And  if   I...
Verse 3:
[C]Kissed you in the [F]garden
In the [C]moonlight
Would you [F] pardon me?
Come [C]tiptoe through the [F]tulips
With [C]me [A7] [F] [G7] [C]

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Wont you come home Bill Bailey
G
Won't you come home Bill Bailey won't you come home 
                       D7
I moan the whole night long 
 
I'll do the cooking honey I'll pay the rent 
                  G
I know I done you wrong 
 
 
Remember that rainy evening 
                                   G7         C
I drove you out with nothing but a fine tooth comb 
                                 G            E7
Yes I know that I'm to blame and ain't that a shame
     A7               D7          G
Bill Bailey won't you please come home 
 
 
Won't you come home Bill Bailey won't you come home
                       D7
I moan the whole night long 
 
I'm a gonna do your cooking honey I'm a gonna pay your rent 
                          G
I know  I've done you wrong 
 
 
Remember that rainy evening 
                                   G7         C
I drove you out with nothing but a fine tooth comb
                               G            E7                                                          
Well I know I'm to blame and ain't that a shame
     A7               D7          G
Bill Bailey won't you please come home 
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Alexanders Ragtime Band 
 




















                     C Come on and hear, come on and hear                 G7                         C      C7 Alex-ander’s Ragtime Band                      F Come on and hear, come on and hear, it’s the best band in the land                 C                           They can play a bugle call like you never heard before D7 So natural that you want to go to war D7                                    G7 That is the bestest band what am, my honey lamb
C                           G7                      C       C7 
Come on a-long, come on along let me take you by the hand                 F Up to the man, up to the man who’s the leader of the band                   C                        C7                F            And if you care to hear the Swanee River played in ragtime                        C Come on and hear, come on and hear        G7                                         C Alex-ander’s Ragtime Band.
 

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