C                                2

I-25 (tune: "9-to-5")

(intro -- individual notes)

C C C C C           A   Bb   B                 C C C C C          A   Bb   B

 

C                                              C7

Here in Va-len-cia   we're start-in' to cheer up

F

Looks like traf-fic is Go-in' to clear up

            C                                                                      G

And may-be Main Street will come back to life

        C                                                         F

No long-er will it take us e-ons To drive fromWal Mart to Di-on's

    C                                          G                                 C

Thanks to that new ex-change On I twen-ty five

                   F7

That new ex-it from the I  It's sure gon-na be a bles-sin'

                 C

Traf-fic jams will die           And here's what I am guess-in'

                   F7

No more wait-ing to turn    'Till your head aches

                     D                          G

And you'll fin-'lly get to      make a left at Bl-ake's.

 

C C C C C        C   A   Bb   B              C C C C C        C   A   Bb   B

 

C                                                 C7

Keep-in' from cus-sin' will take less will pow'r

F

Main Street won't be a park-in' lot at rush hour

            C                                                   G

And may-be it-'ll be fun a-gain to drive

C                                                                   F

Traf-fic will in-crease its pace       It-'ll still jam up

 

--BUT IN A BRAND NEW PLACE

 

                        C                                  G                                 C

Cause we're get-tin' a new ex-change On I twen-ty five


 

C                                3

Cliff (tune: "Bev. Hillbillies")

(intro - notes "up through the ground came bubblin' crude")

D D D D D  G A B C

then 4 beats of C chord

C                                                                  G

Come and lis-sen to my sto-ry bout Jer-ry and his wife

                                                               C

Ev-er'-bo-dy though tthey lived a qui-et lit-tle life

                                                    F                            D

But be-low the sur-face of Cliff, New Mex-i-co

                     G                                                                                C

They were mil-lion-aire art thieves, which just goes to show

 

--Ya ne-ver know, do ya?

 

C                                                    G

So here is the sto-ry of their big art theft

                                                                             C

When they cut it from the frame, there was-n'tnoth-in' left

                                                         F               D

Worth a hun-dred mil-lion ,a real nice haul

          G                                                                                        C

But when they took it home, they jus' hung it on the wall

 

--Right be-hind a door where no-bo-dy could see it but their own -selves

 

C                                                                                  G

And then they ne-ver tried to sell it Did-n't care a-bout the dough

                                                               C

Seems they just likedthe way it looked and so.

                                                                     F                D

They kep' it fer their-selves in their own bed-room

                       G                                                               C

It was their own lit-tle per-son-al, pri-vate de-Koon

 

--ing, that is. Twen-ti-eth cen-tu-ry Dutch ex-pres-sion-ist

 

 

 

 

C                                                      G

For thir-ty two years till the day they died

                                                   C

No one else was ev-er al-lowed in-side

                                                    F                  D

Then a dea-ler made an es-tate sale stop

              G                                                                              C

Took a lik-in' to the paint-in' and bought it for his shop

 

--Did-n't know what he had un-til

 

C                                                   G

At the deal-er's shop, it was re-cog-nized

                                                               C

And when he checked it out ,the deal-er was sur-prised

                                                                      F              D

A sto-len paint-in' worth a hun-dred mill' or more

        G                                                                                C

It scared him half to death jus' to keep it in his store.

 

--He hid it in the on-ly room that had its own lock. The john.

 

C                                                                           G

When he called up the mu-se-um, they could-n't be-lieve

                                                                        C

And when they got it back, they were so re-lieved

                                                    F               D

They were glad to see it, safe from harm,

                 G                                                         C

And they fi-nal-ly put in . . . a bur-glar a-larm

 

--'Bout time, too.

--Y'all come back now, y'hear?


 

G                                5

Tax (tune: "Itsy-Bitsy .. Bikini")

 

(intro, individual notes)

G   B   D  ↑ G   G   A   G   F#   E   D

                   G                                                          D                                                                         G

We're ex-per-i-men-ting with a new sales tax It's a cle-ver i-dea be-cause it's small

                                                C                                        G                           D              G

It's a new con-cept we're try-ing And we hope you won't no-tice at all

 

--Two three four     Tell these guys how smart you are

 

D                                                                     G

It's just an it-sy bit-sy tax that you will  Ne-ver no-tice on your bill

D                              G

But it adds up in San-ta Fe.

D                                                         G

It's not worth a fuss and hol-ler  Just a few cents on the dol-lar

D                                                                         G

And if you don't no-tice that makes it O. K.

 

--Eight nine ten    What's the prob-lem with this plan?

 

D                                                                     G

It is a tax up-on a-no-ther tax    We're pi-ling tax-es up in stack-ses.

D                                        G

If we don't end this Where will it stop?

D                                             G

Next year, is my guess  When you pay the I. R. S.

D                                                                       G

Here's what they'll tell you at H and R Block:

 

--Four three two   'Fraid she's got bad news for you

 

D                                                                     G

. . . Your ten--for-ty now is done And you're not get-ting a re-fund

D                                                             G

That's bad e-nough, but there's some-thing else as well

D                                                             G

Ac-cord-ing to this di-a-gram Be-sides what you owe Un-cle Sam

D                                                                                             G

There's a tax on your tax  that you owe Aunt Mi-chelle.

 

--Eight nine ten   Bye-bye now this is the end!

F                            7

Otero  (tune: "Devil Went Down to Georgia")

 

(intro fiddle break, then 3 chords)

D D E F F G A A Bb A G F    C C D E E F G G A G F E     D D E F F G A A Bb A G F   A G F E D

Am                  C                      Dm                                                                

Dm

Now the de-vil went down to O-te-ro

Just to cause some trou-ble, son

Mak-in' folks get all heat-ed

Think-in' they'd been cheat-ed

E-ventho' their can-di-date won

Am                  C                      Dm

Dm

Then they heard a-bout the Cy-ber Nin-jas

And they thought "We hope

They can do for usWhat they did for those folks

Out in Ma-ri-cope"

Dm

Well, a deal was made for fif-ty K

And the aud-it then got un-der way

go-ing door--to--door

Ask-ing "Who'd ya vote for?"

And some folks said "Bleep off. No way!"

 

(fiddle break)

D D E F F G A A Bb A G F    C C D E E F G G A G F E     D D E F F G A A Bb A G F   A G F E D

Am                  C                      Dm

Dm

But the Coun-ty Com-mis-sioners

Gave the au-di-tors full sup-port

That is, un-til the Nin-jas gave their fi-nal re-port:

 (And they said)

Dm

"May-be some votes were sto-len

But we can't con-firm that heist

If it happ-ened, we did-n't hear it

May-be it was a spi-rit

Might 'a been a POLL-ter-geist!"

 


 

Bm                             8

Putin (tune: "Puttin'on the Ritz")

(intro - chords and notes)                                                                        

Bm   A     G     F#

(   Bm   A     G     F#  ) 

 

Bm

A year a-go spring                           There was a thing

Where ten-sions flared                  And we were scared

       F#                                                                         Bm

Out of our wits                                Pu-tin on the Blitz

 

Bm   A     G     F#

(   Bm   A     G     F#  ) 

 

Bm

We found out Vlad                         Is one bad com-rade

We warned him each day From U-kraine a-way

       F#                                                                            Bm

To keep his mitts                             Put-in on the Blitz

 

Bm   A     G     F#

(   Bm   A     G     F#  ) 

 

 

Em

He said he want-ed peace,           And tried to ex-plain

D                                                                    

But that turned out to be             A piece of Uk-raine

            F#

(For shame!)

 

Bm

It's still not done                             Don't know who won

But he's gon-na stay                      And so this may

            F#                                            Bm

Be good as it gets                           Pu-tin on the Blitz

(    A     G   )                                        F#                        B

                                                            Pu-tin on the Blitz



Cm                            8

Putin (tune: "Puttin'on the Ritz")

(intro - chords and notes)                                                                        

Cm    Bb     A#     G

 

Cm

A year a-go spring                           There was a thing

Where ten-sions flared                  And we were scared

       G                                                                          Cm

Out of our wits                                Pu-tin on the Blitz

 

Cm    Bb     A#     G

 

 

Cm

We found out Vlad                         Is one bad com-rade

We warned him each day From U-kraine a-way

       G                                                                          Cm

To keep his mitts                             Put-in on the Blitz

 

Cm    Bb     A#     G

 

 

 

Fm

He said he want-ed peace,           And tried to ex-plain

Eb                                                                  

But that turned out to be             A piece of Uk-raine

            G

(For shame!)

 

Cm

It's still not done                             Don't know who won

But he's gon-na stay                      And so this may

                          G                                                         Cm

Be good as it gets                           Pu-tin on the Blitz

(    Bb     A#   )                                   G                       Cm

                                                            Pu-tin on the Blitz


 

Am                                9

Californians (tune: "Hotel California")             055

(intro)            Am                                         E                                                          Am

                        A E C - A E C - A E C       D B G# - D B G# - D B G# 

 

Am                                                                              E

On a New Mex-i-co high-way,                              cool wind in my hair

G                                                                                 D

Warm smell of fri-jo-les,                                       ris-ing up through the air

F                                                                                  C

Up a-head in the dis-tance                                   A lo-cal Ka-ren blocked the way

Dm

She was shak-in' her head                        and wav-in' her fist

E

And I thought I heard her say:

F                                                     C                                      E                                        Am

No wel-come here, for Ca-li-for-nians                It's a love-ly place.  Wan-na keep it that way.      

F                                           C                                          Dm                                     E

No room here for Ca-li-for-nians    When-ev-er you show up             Pro-per-ty tax-es go up

F                                                                                  C

We've al-rea-dy got e-nough                               Ca-li-for-nia stuff.

Dm                                                                              E

Don't want Va-len-cia to be                                 A-no-ther Orange Coun-ty

f                                            C

No more room for Ca-li-for-nians                      

               Dm                                                                                   E

Make a U-turn you all                                            With that big U--Haul                                           

F                                             C          

Can't take no more Ca-li-for-nians

Dm                                                                                                                         E

Please co-op-e-rate                                                Don't make us build a wall a-round the state.

F                                                          C

We've filled our quo-ta for Ca-li-for-nians

Dm                                                                                                E

But if some-thing o-pens up, bro                        We'll be sure to let you know

 

(intro)            Am                                         E                                                          Am

                        A E C - A E C - A E C       D B G# - D B G# - D B G# 


 

F                            10

Hillary   (tune: "My Bonnie")

(intro               Bb                       G                 F

                        bring back my bonnie to me")

 

                        F                      Bb                   F

We've had thir-ty three years of the Clin-tons

                                    C

A third of a cen-tu-ry

            F                            Bb                 F

But some think that's still not suf-fi-cient

            Bb                     C                  F

Those peo-ple keep say-ing to me:

 

F         F7        Bb     G/Bb6

Bring back, bring back,

C                                                              F

Bring back the Clin-tons, they're what we need.

        F    F7     Bb     G/Bb6

But   I   can't buy     it;

        C                                                  F

I'm suf-f'ring from Clin-ton fa-tigue.

 

              F               Bb                    F             

We  shouldn't e-lect  a new Clin-ton.

                                                                      C

Though one  time I thought that we should

             F                      Bb                F

Cause just like they say a-bout mo-vies

        Bb              C                 F

The se-quel  is ne-ver as good.

 

F                                  F7      Bb     G/Bb6

So I say          Turn back, turn back

          C                                    F

You can not in-her-it the Pre-si-den-cy

          F            F7                   Bb                   G/Bb6

The Clin-ton line must be stopped in time

                  C                                              F

Or we'll end up with Pre-si-dent Chel-sea.


 

C                           11

Chickens (tune: "Yankee Doodle")

 

(intro -                        C                G                C

                        On-ly out-laws will have chick-ens! )

 

C                                  F          G                     C                         F       G

I am a back-yard chick-en far-mer, Proud and in-de-pen-dent.

   C                                           F                  G                                C

I stand for Free-dom of Poul-try. It's in the "Henth" A-mend-ment!

            F                                                                C

Don't try to con-fis-cate my chicks,        Or you will face my ro-o-ster

            F                                     D                              C                      G                C

And when he's done with you you will Feel much worse than you used--ter!

 

C                                  F                   G        C                             F       G

Chick-ens give us thighs and wings, But a doubt still ling-ers.

               C                               F                                              G                                   C

Where does my fav-'rite part come from? Cause chick-ens don't have fing-ers

    F                                                                C

"Peck-ing or-der", "Rule the roost","Fly the coop" and "hit the hay".

          F                             D                            C                    G       C

Why if it weren't for chick-ens We'd have hard-ly a-ny cli-chés!

 

C                                  F          G                     C                         F       G

I'm all for le-gal-i-za-tion. 'Cause it makes no sense to me

     C                                         F                             G                            C

A law that makes "fowl" fe-lons of Your neigh-bors in the ci-ty.

    F                                                      C

If my pe-tit-ion you de-ny You may have prob-lems like the dick-ens,

   F                                        D                                                C               G               C

'Cause when chick-ens are out-lawed                On-ly out-laws will have chick-ens!


 

C                                13

Stewart (tune: "Don't Know Much About")

(intro  -  C  C  C   Am Am Am C  C  C   Am Am Am )

 

C                                  Am

Don’t know much a-bout spell-ing rules

F                                   G

Not so good for the head of schools

C                                  Am

I'd ne-ver been to New Mex-i-co

F                                G

Ne-ver seen a real Na-va-jo

C                                  Am

But Mi-chelle had faith in me

C                          Am

And so now, as you can see,

                  F                 G      C

I'm the "hed" of the P. E. D.

 

C                                  Am

Don't know New Mex-i-co ge-og-ra-phy

C                                  Am

Can't pro-nounce Poe -ah -Joe -ah -cue -ee

C                                  Am

Don't know San-ta Fe or Al-bu-quer-que

F                                   G

But how diff'-rent from Phil-ly     can they pos-si-bly be?

C             Am

But ev-en if I can't spell

C                                      Am

I'm the guy who was picked by Mi-chelle

C                          Am

And I'm sure as I can be

F                   G

I can move us on up . . .

            C

to fif-ty.

(spoken)        --In your face, D.C.!


 

C                           16

King Rex (tune: "God Save the King")               055

 (intro              F       C      G    C                              notes:  D  C  B  C

                        God Save the King")

 

C                 Am   F   G

Through years of work and toil

C             Am   F          C             Am

We've been stead-fast and loyal

F       Dm     G7        C

And now they're spoiled

 

C

. . .They may be el-e-gant

G

But they're ir-re-le-vant

C                                  Am

Ex-pen-sive  white  e - le - phants

              F     G7      C

Let's dump the royals

 

C        Am    F     G

What I pro-pose comes next

C             Am       F    C           Am

Will be bet-ter in all res-pects

F       Dm     G7        C

For Brit-ish sub-jects

 

C

. . .Cut-er and sle-ek-er,

G

He is a ke-ep-er

C                           Am

And s-o mu-ch  chee-ee-per,

            F          G    C

G-od save King Rex.


 

F                           17

Corona (tune: "Milk Cow Blues")

(intro:                           C                                                  Bb                     F

            But now I'm gon-na dump Co-ro-na and stick to Dos E-quis           )

                  F

When I used to think Co-ro-na, I thought of salt and lime

                                                                                     F7

But now when I think "co-ro-na" I think "hy-drox-i-chlo-ro-quine"

            Bb                                                                         F

This new kind of Co-ro-na has ru-ined beer for me

            C                                                   Bb                    F

Now when I think Co-ro-na I think"Can't get no T. P."

F

So I start-ed shop-ping round for masks and sa-ni-ti-zer

                                                                                  F7

Don't know if they real-ly help or if it's just bull fer-ti-li-zer

            Bb                                                               F

This new kind of Co-ro-na is the worst by far.

               C                                                                        Bb                                F

Instrumental break - Charlie

 

 

 
Can't e-ven drown my trou-bles Cause they've closed down all the bars

F

The Roll-ing Stones can-celled their concert and the way I heard the sto-ry

                                                                           F7

It was cause they're in the "el-der-ly at risk"ca-te-go-ry

        Bb                                                             F

Now I be-lieve in sci-enc e But I got-ta ask

                    C                                              Bb                                                 F

How can I fol-low Doc-tor Fau-ci If he can't make up his mind a-bout masks?

F

Well I can't go to a rest'-rant and I can't go danc-ing

                                                                              F7

And I real-ly need a hug but there's that "so-cial dis-tanc-ing"

         Bb                                                                                          F

This new kind of Co-ro-na has put my so-cial life in a slump

              C                                                                   Bb                   F

Had to say good-night to my girl-friend with a ten-der fist bump

F

I can't go out to eat and I can't go to the mo-vies

                                                          F7

I can't go on a date cause a-ny-bo-dy might have coo-ties

    Bb                                                                          F

I used to love Co-ro-na be-fore it was a dis-ease

                        C                                                 Bb                     F

But now I'm gon-na dump Co-ro-na and stick to Dos E-quis

E                            17

Corona (tune: "Milk Cow Blues")

(intro:                           B                                                 A                       E

            But now I'm gon-na dump Co-ro-na and stick to Dos E-quis           )

                  E

When I used to think Co-ro-na, I thought of salt and lime

                                                                                     E7

But now when I think "co-ro-na" I think "hy-drox-i-chlo-ro-quine"

            A                                                                           E

This new kind of Co-ro-na has ru-ined beer for me

            B                                                   A                    E

Now when I think Co-ro-na I think"Can't get no T. P."

E

So I start-ed shop-ping round for masks and sa-ni-ti-zer

                                                                                  E7

Don't know if they real-ly help or if it's just bull fer-ti-li-zer

            A                                                                 E

This new kind of Co-ro-na is the worst by far.

               B                                                                       A                                E

Instrumental break - Charlie

 

 

 
Can't e-ven drown my trou-bles Cause they've closed down all the bars

E

The Roll-ing Stones post-poned their tourand the way I heard the sto-ry

                                                                           E7

It was cause they're in the "el-der-ly at risk"ca-te-go-ry

        A                                                   E

Now I be-lieve in sci-enc e But I got-ta ask

                    B                                              A                                                   E

How can I fol-low Doc-tor Fau-ci If he can't make up his mind a-bout masks?

E

Well I can't go to a rest'-rant and I can't go danc-ing

                                                                              E7

And I real-ly need a hug but there's that "so-cial dis-tanc-ing"

         A                                                                                E

This new kind of Co-ro-na has put my so-cial life in a slump

              B                                                                   A                   E

Had to say good-night to my girl-friend with a ten-der fist bump

E

I can't go out to eat and I can't go to the mo-vies

                                                          E7

I can't go on a date cause a-ny-bo-dy might have coo-ties

    A                                                                            E

I used to love Co-ro-na be-fore it was a dis-ease

                        B                                                 A                     E

But now I'm gon-na dump Co-ro-na and stick to Dos E-quis

G                               18

Sanding   (tune: "Mr. Sandman")                            048

(intro)

chords:     G              Em            Am         D            G         Em        Am         D

notes:  G B D F#    E D B G   A C E G    F#    G B D F#    E D B G   A C E G   F#

G                                                         F#

Mist-er Sand-man, (Yes)               did you cut my pay?

B                                                         E

Let's just say "sand-ed",                it sounds nice-r that way.

A                                                         D

Or if you pre-fer we can say         "whit-tled" or "pruned" it

G                                                         Eb       D

"Gave it a shave and hair-cut"     then "fine--tuned" it.                     --But . . .

G                                                         F#

Not to wor-ry,                                  we on-ly "peeled" it or "skinned" it.

B                                                         E

"Di-lute-d" it and                             then we "thinned" it.

Am                                                                  Cm

It's not cut,                                       it's on-ly "nicked"

               G  Em                                  C                D         G

Why am I feel-ing                            that I've been tricked?

(intro again)

chords:     G                Em             Am         D G         Em        Am         D

notes:  G B D F#    E D B G   A C E G    F#    G B D F#    E D B G   A C E G   F#

G                                                         F#

'Stead of think-ing                          that you've been had

B                                                         E

Just change the word-ing, and    you'll feel less bad

A                                                         D

But what you have done is           not ve-ry nice, sir.

G                                                         Eb                   D

We on-ly ran it through the         "slice--and--di-cer".

G                                                         F#

You'll feel bet-ter,     (W-el-l,)       why don't you try it?

B                                                         E

Think of your pay as on a "low--fat di-et".

Am                                                                         Cm

You won't feel                                  de-mor-a-lized

            G                           Em                           G                           Em

If we say your pay has just been "Snipped" a lit-tle bit in,

                G          Em      C                                                       D             G

We can say it's on-ly been            (clip)                           "cir-cum-cised".

C                                20

Trump Rider  (tune: "Ghost Riders")

(intro - individual notes)

A  E  C  E   A  E  C  E   A  E  C  E   A  E  C  E  

      Am                                                     C                     

A man named Co-y Grif-fin was a cow-boy wanna-be

      Am                                                                        E                     

I guess he missed his wrang-ling days    out there in gay Par-ee

!

Am

So he named him-self "Cow-boys for Trump" and he tried his best to stop

        F                                                  Am

Joe Bi-den tak-ing of-fice by pro-vi-ding a pho-to op?

               C                               Am               F                          Am

Yip-pee Yi Yay Yip-pee Yi Yee The Trump Rid-er in D. C.

 

  Am                                                C                     

Since that lit-tle in-ci-dent on Ja-nu-a-ry Six

        Am                                                       E                     

Our boy's life is not go-ing well, he's ta-ken se-v'ral licks

        Am

and now he's been con-vic-ted (though he won't do a-ny time)

                    F                                                          Am

He should not have post-ed self-ies, while com-mit-ting a crime

               C                               Am               F                          Am

Yip-pee Yi Yay Yip-pee Yi Yee The Trump Rid-er in D. C.

 

             Am                                                               C                     

When threa-tened with re-mo-val from the of-fice that he loved

      Am                                                E                     

He real-ly did-n't take it near-ly se-rious-ly e-nough

                      Am

He chose to be his own at-tor-ney Cause his e-go was so giant.

                    F                                         Am

He had a fool for a law-yer And a big-ger fool for a client.

               C                               Am               F                  Fm      Am

Yip-pee Yi Yay Yip-pee Yi Yee The Trump Rid-er    in      D. C.

(outro)

A  E  C  E   A  E  C  E   A  E  C  E   A  E  C  E    A


 

E                            21

Ted Cruz (tune: "Kokomo")                 046

 (intro -          C                                  F

                        Ya better plan to stay  )

(marimba only) Eb E  Eb E       Eb E   Eb E   Eb E 

E                                              A

There's a man we know     And here's his mot-to

                                             E                                     B

"When the go-in' gets tough        That is the time to go

                                        E

Way down to Mex-i-co"

 

(marimba only) Eb E  Eb E       Eb E   Eb E   Eb E 

            E                                             

Can-cun's where he's go-in'          While back home it's snow-in'

            A

His state's in dis-or-der      So he's run-nin for the bor-der

            E

And where he has cho-sen           On-ly Dai-qui-ries are fro-zen

                     A                     Am                                 E

But while he's a-way          we'll get the last laugh       Af-ter all

                                                A         B                                                 E

cause that's when we'll build                   that love-ly bor-der wall.

 

(marimba only) Eb E  Eb E       Eb E   Eb E   Eb E 

            E

And now that we know him         The next time it starts snow-in

A

We'll be the win-ner Cause we won't let him re-en-ter

      E

To him, our ad-vice is         If there's a-noth-er cris-is

    A                             Am                                             E

"Don't pack light     and take more than just a car-ry - on,

                                                         A            B                                             E

Cause the next time           you slip a-way                      Ya' bet-ter plan to stay!"

 


 

G                           23

Oklahoma (tune: "Oklahoma")

(intro individual notes)

B         F#        F#        G

 

D                     G

We ran to     Ok-la-ho-ma

              C                                            D        

just to spend the mon-ey that we took

                        G                G7                      C      Cm

We thought we'd live there          with-out a care

                        G                                             D        

Cause the cops would ne-ver think to look

 

D                     G

in Shaw-nee Ok-la-ho-ma

              C                                D        

Ev'-ry night we'd sit out on the lawn

                    G         G7                                  C           Cm

We were lay-ing low                       And sav-ing dough

                            G                 D                             G       G7

Cause there's not much there to spend it on!

    C                                                G

I know that a crook's what I am.

                   D                          A             D

But those old folks were ea-sy to scam.

D                            G

And we thought we

                                                A

Were safe there in Shaw-nee

 

Cause we would ne-ver

G                     B               Em                  A

o-pen the door in the day-time ex-cept

            G              D         G   

To let Man-dy out to pee.

 

Bad dog, Man-dy!    How could you do thatto Mom-my and Dad-dy?

 

C                                24

Workin' from Home        (tune: "9-to-5")

(intro -- individual notes)

C C C C C        C   A   Bb   B              C C C C C        C   A   Bb   B

 

C                                              C7                                             F

Tum-ble out-ta bed and stum-ble to the kit-chen       Pour my-self a cup-pa am-bi-tion

            C                                                                G

And yawn and stretch andtry to come a-live

        C                                                  C7                                     F

Jump in the sho-wer and the blood starts pump-ing Out on the street the traf-fic is jump-ing

 C                                                                     G                              C

With those o-ther poor slobs who've got to make that drive          --NOT ME!   'Cause I'm workin'

 

F7

Vir-tu-al from home What a gift for gals like me!

                            C

Don't have to brush or comb And I can binge watch on T-V

            F7

All a-lone in my room It's phe-no-me-nal

                         D                                     G

When your meet-ing's on Zoom Pants are op-tion-al 

F7                                                                                          

Work from home    What a way to make a liv-in'

                    C

'Stead of run-nin' round    I'm just sit-tin' in my kit-chen

                        F7

Guess the down-side is      That with all the ex-tra snack-in'

                D                             G

Fif-teen ex-tra pounds       I'm al-read-y pack-in'.

  F7

Work from home,   No I ne-ver can go back now.

               C

I'll just work from home    Guess I'll have a-no-ther snack now.

               F7

I'll just work from home,               If they force me back to my sta-tion

D7                               G

Then I'll join the  Great Re-sig-na-tion!

 

C C C C C        C   A   Bb   B              C C C C C        C   A   Bb   B C

(said over the music line above)

--Mm mmm mm!--Won-der if there's a-ny of that mint choc'-late chip left?

C                           25

Bernie Book (tune: "This Old Man")

(Intro             G                                                   C   

                        This old man came rolling home  )

C         

This old man                         has a re-pu-ta-tion

F                                                          G

As the best known so-cial-ist       in the na-tion

C

You'd think a guy like him would scorn pur-su-ing wealth

G                                                                             C

But he's cool with it                       when he's do-ing it him-self

 

(transition notes:   G  G#  A  B)

 

C

Chas-ing a-fter pro-fit                    and mon-ey is the root

F                                                                          G

Of trou-ble in the world                That's a So-cial-ist truth.

C

It's a prob-lem that Bern-ie          has a way to get a-round

G                                                                                 C

"It's O-K when I do it                     'Cause my prin-ci-ples are sound."

 

(transition notes:   G  G#  A  B)

 

C

What's that sup-posed to mean?           Does-n't wealth de-serve blame?

F                                                                              G

You wrote a whole book                           to make that claim

C

How can you charge so much                  To list-en to you tout it?

 

STOP MUSIC!

 

"Well . . . ,   It's O-K to get rich,  Long as you feel bad a-bout it"

     C                    F            G             C

Shave and a haircut          two bits


 

C                           26

Willie (tune: "On the Road Again")

(intro 2 measures of C)

C

On the road a-gain.

                                                            E

I just can't wait to get on the road a-gain.

 

Got-ta think how to con-vince the

Dm

Doc-tor that I am

F                         G                         C

Read-y to get on the road a-gain.

 

(alternate melody, goes up)

                F

On the road a-gain.

                    F7

Doc says I can't be high

                                                    C

when I'm go-in' down that high-way

          F

With all my friends

                                                                      C

I just got-ta find my-self a brand new by way

                  G

So this is my way

 

                             C

To get on the road a-gain.

                                                               E

Won't smoke no more pot re-cre-a-tion-al-ly

                                                  Dm

From now on it's strict-ly med-i-cal for me

            F                                 G           G7           C

And that's my plan to get on the road a-gain.

F                                     G           G7       C

That's my plan to get on the road a-gain.

 


 

C                           28

This State (tune: "This Land")

 (intro -          G                                                             C          F      C

                        This state was made for you and me.

 

C                      F

This state is your state

                        C

This state is my state

                     G

From Co-lo-ra-do

                        C

Down to the bor-der

                    F

From A-ri-zo-na

                      C

Way out to Tex-as

G                                                         C

This state was made for you and me

 

C                      F

This state is your state

                        C

This state is my state

                     G

From Co-lo-ra-do

                        C

Down to the bor-der

                    F

From A-ri-zo-na

                      C

Way out to Tex-as

G                                                         C

This state was made for you and me

G                                                         C            F        C

This state was made for you and me