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Dr Hook - Belly Up Full Album (album) (feat. The Medicine Show) - аккорды и текст, видео

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Belly Up Full Album (album)
Dr Hook
                                              DR. HOOK AND
                                           THE MEDICINE SHOW
                                                BELLY UP



                                C 32270                            SIDE I
                               STEREO                             AL 32270
                                                                1973 CBS, Inc.


                                 1. ACAPULCO GOLDIE 2:22 -Shel Silverstein-
                                 2. PENICILLIN PENNY 2:47 -Shel Silverstein-
                                 3. LIFE AIN'T EASY 3:01
                                          -R. Sawyer - Shel Silverstein-
                                  4. WHEN LILLY WAS QUEEN 2:30
                                      -R. Haffkine - R. Sawyer - D. Locorriere-
                                     5. MONTEREY JACK 1:12 -Shel Silverstein-
                                        6. YOU AIN'T GOT THE RIGHT 3:29
                                           -R. Haffkine - D. Locorriere
                                             - R. Sawyer - J. David-




                                C 32270                            SIDE II
                               STEREO                             BL 32270
                                                                 1973 CBS, Inc.


                                1. PUT A LITTLE BIT ON ME 3:12
                                             -Shel Silverstein
                                2. THE BALLAD OF... 3:34
                                  -R. Sawyer - R. Haffkine - D. Locorriere
                                3. ROLAND THE ROADIE & GERTRUDE
                                     THE GROUPIE 3:01 -Shel Silverstein-
                                 4. COME ON IN 1:44
                                         -R. Sawyer - D. Locorriere-
                                   5. THE WONDERFUL SOUP STONE 3: 40
                                            -Shel Silverstein-





SIDE I


ACAPULCO GOLDIE 2:22 -Shel Silverstein-


First Verse


F
Hey play the guitars)
F
(I love to hear the guitars play)
F
(Oh I love to sing, I love to sing)
F
She was dancing when I seen her, in a Mexican cantina
F                                   C
In a neighborhood they call La Zona Roja (hahahaha)
C
She had a child's smile, but she told me, in a while
C                                          F
It would take a lot of gold to get to know her (Oh)


Chorus


Bb C     F       Bb    C       F
Acapulco Goldie, donde did you go
F   Bb         C      F    
You said you'd always hold me
F       Bb               C        F
But you run away with me Acapulco gold

(Oh that's a terrible thing you did)


Second Verse


F
I knew there's no-one cuter, then she said she was a puta
F                                            C
I said "What does puta mean?" Hmm and so she told me... (Oh no)
C
Then we went to meet a dealer, we smoked and drank tequila
C                                                     F
Then the lights went out and I guess that's where she rolled me (just like)


Chorus

Bb C     F       Bb    C       F
Acapulco Goldie, donde did you go
F   Bb         C      F    
You said you'd always hold me
F       Bb                 C        F
But you vamos away with me Acapulco gold
F       Bb               C        F
But you run away with me Acapulco gold

Outro


Bb                        F
(Oh Goldie)
Bb  C                     F
(How can you do these things to me?)
Bb  C                     F
(Where's my gun?)
Bb  C                     F
(Who took my gun?)
Bb  C                     F
(On no, I don't feel good)
Bb  C                     F
(I don't feel good man)
Bb  C                     F
(Stop the guitars)
Bb  C                     F
(Stop the guitars!)


PENICILLIN PENNY 2:47 -Shel Silverstein- (no chords, just tab)


LIFE AIN'T EASY 3:01
      -R. Sawyer - Shel Silverstein-


Intro


B E F# B (Repeat 2x)


First Verse


B                     E           F#                B
Well here I am in the wind again, floating where it takes me
B                               E           F#                    B
Laughin' and a splashin' in the summer sun, until the alarm clock awakes me
B                               E                       F#
Then it's coffee and a kiss and two cigarettes, and I'm back out in the 
F#         B
cold, cold weather
B                      E                  F#               B
Chasin' my dream but I just can't seem to rub two coins together
B
(Sing it)


Chorus


B          E                        
Life ain't easy, they never said it would be
B          E                     
Life ain't easy, whoever said it should be
B                                  F#
Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, free, free, free
B          E                  
Life ain't easy, tell me all about it
B          E
Life ain't easy, no, no, no, no
B          E                       F#
Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, for you or me


Second Verse


Repeat Intro 2x


B                    E               F#                B
That woman she don't understand, the way my mind keeps driftin'
B                         E                 F#                  B
And the Lord don't always lend a hand, when my poor heart needs liftin'
B                       E                F#                 B
Is home and kids really all there is, or is there something better?
B                        E                F#              B
And how much soul must a poor man sell to rub two coins together?


Outro


B
Don't you know that
B          E
Life ain't easy, no, no, no, no
B          E                      
Life ain't easy, whoever said it would be
B                                  F#          
Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, free, free, free
B          E
Life ain't easy, can you hear me
B          E
Life ain't easy, tell me all about it
B                                  F#                
Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, free, free, free
B          E
Life ain't easy, tell me all about it
B          E
Life ain't easy, no, no, no, no
B                                  F#
Life ain't easy, and nothing comes free, free, free, free
B          E
Life ain't easy
B          E
Life ain't easy...


WHEN LILLY WAS QUEEN 2:30
 -R. Haffkine - R. Sawyer - D. Locorriere- (no chords, just tabs)


MONTEREY JACK 1:12 -Shel Silverstein-
90mph romp (too fast to figure out)
but I will include the lyrics


First Verse



Monterey Jack woke up in his shack on a Monday
Monterey Jack had a little bitty snack of some elderberry wine
Monterey Jack walked down the track, all the way to ol' Harley's shack
Stuck his knife in ol' Harley's back
And they say that's the way ol' Harley Davison died

1...2...3...4...

Ol' Jack Hoff was gettin' off in a doorway
Ol' Jack Hoff was gettin' off with little Sarah Lee
Ol' Jack Hoff was gettin' off when he mumbled and stumbled and started to cough
And his vein went hard and he went soft
And they say that's the way how ol' Jack Hoff O.G.'d

Spoken:
You mean O.D.
No.... O.G.
Oh man what's that?
That's when you O.D and you say Oh Gee!

1...2...3...4...

Tom McCann was sittin' in the sand by the ocean
Tom McCann looked into his hand and found a jelly-roll
Tom McCann was feelin' grand, all the girls were lickin' his hand
He's a heel but man, oh man, everybody knows that Tom McCann's got soul

Spoken:
Its over
No it ain't
No it ain't either, here it is again

That's really the end


YOU AIN'T GOT THE RIGHT 3:29
-R. Haffkine - D. Locorriere -
    R. Sawyer - J. David-


Intro


E                 B
You ain't got the right
           A           E
To tell me I'm not lonely
E              A
You don't understand
A              B
What I've been through
E             B
She had every right
B         A                   E
To do the wrong that she done to me
E   A                      E     B
And that don't make it easier to lose
B   A                      B     E A E A E
And that don't make it easier to lose


First Verse


E                   A
I woke up Wednesday morning
A                        E
With the feeling she was gone
E                       A
And I turned to face an empty place
A     B
And I realized
B      A
That I didn't smell no coffee
A           E                  C#m
And all her pretty clothes was gone
C#m         D
I cried the first of the many tears
D             B
You'll see me crying from now on


Chorus


    E                 B
And you ain't got the right
B          A            E
To tell me I'm not lonely
E                     A
'Cause you don't understand
A              B
What I've been through
E             B
She had every right
B         A          E
To do the wrong that she done to me
E   A                      E     B
But that don't make it easier to lose
B   A                      B     E B E A E
And that don't make it easier to lose


Second Verse


E                  A
I know her list of lovers
A           D       E
Was just as long as mine
E                          A
But the sometime plan of a natural man
A     B
Is to settle down
B       A
But the one time ways of that woman
A        E            C#m
Had done busted up my mind
A           D
Well, she's out the door
D                       B
She got one more on her list
B
Than I got on mine


Chorus


E                     B
And you ain't got the right
           A           E
To tell me I'm not lonely
E                     A
'Cause you don't understand
A              B
What I've been through
E             B
She had every right
B         A                   E
To do the wrong that she done to me
E   A                      E     B
And that don't make it easier to lose
B   A                      B     E C#m E
And that don't make it easier to lose


Third Verse


E               A
It's gonna be a long time
A       D              E
'Fore I come this way again
E
I been dragged through school
E     A                        B
And I learned the rules and it seemed to me
B      A
That a woman love to do you
A       E                   C#m
But she won't always do you nice, no, no
C#m      D
Yes, she had her turn, I guess I learned
D            B
You know she ain't gonna do me twice


Chorus


E                           B
And you still ain't got the right
B          A           E
To tell me I'm not lonely
E                     A
'Cause you don't understand
A              B
What I've been through
E             B
She had every right
B         A                   E
To do the wrong that she done to me
E   A                         B
And that don't make it easier to lose
B   A                            E
And that don't make it easier to lose


Outro


B E C#m E  B E


SIDE II


PUT A LITTLE BIT ON ME 3:12
           -Shel Silverstein-


First Verse


G
One a.m. and here I set
C
Two a.m. and you ain't home yet
G                                   D
I don't wanna think where you might be
G
Guess I'll go and get me stoned
C
Lord I feel so all alone
C      G
Oh and how I wish that you'd come home
G   D                   G
And put a little bit on me


Chorus


G
Put a little bit on me, sweet momma
C
Put a little bit on me
C   G
You put a little bit on everybody else
D
Everybody else you see
D   G
You put a little here, you put a little there
C
All I want is my rightful share
G          C
Hey momma, ain't you gonna wanna
D                   G
Put a little bit on me


Second Verse


G
You used to call me Sweet Daddy Jelly-roll
C
I used to feel your mind and thrill your soul
C   G                          D
And any time I needed you, you cure'd my misery
D   G
But those days have gone and passed us by
G   C
And all you do is lay around on your ass and cry
G
Baby if you don't wanna see me die
D                   G
Put a little bit on me


Chorus


G
Put a little bit on me, sweet momma
C
Put a little bit on me
C   G
You put a little bit on everybody else
D
Everybody else you see
D   G
You put a little here, you put a little there
C
All I want is my rightful share
G          C
Hey momma, ain't you gonna wanna
D                   G
Put a little bit on me


Outro


G
Put a little bit on me, sweet momma
C
Put a little bit on me
G
Put a little bit on me, sweet momma
D
Put a little bit on me
G
Put a little bit on me, sweet momma
C
Put a little bit on me
G
Put a little bit on me, sweet momma
D
Put a little bit on me
G
Put a little bit on me...


THE BALLAD OF... 3:34
-R. Sawyer - R. Haffkine - D. Locorriere


Intro


A A E(let E ring)
A A E("       ")


First Verse


A  A      E           A   A    E
He stands tall in his handmade boots
E             B           E
Pretty little girls all around
A     A       E            A  A  E
Black was the shade of his nudie suit
E           C#m        B         A
And when he sang there was not a sound


Second Verse


A    E     B       E         D               E
From state line to Mobile he entertained the crowds
E
Everybody there knew his name
E   D     C#m E               D    C#   E
His climb had started but the road gets harder
E           D       B  A  B
When you're closing in on fame


A A E (let E Ring)
A A E ("        ")


Third Verse


A      A      E             A     A    E
Bright lights shine and the crowd goes wild
E               B          A          E
"The show won't start 'til y'all calm down"
E   A      A      E           A A E
One pretty little girl stands all alone
E            C#m         B         A
And when she cried there was not a sound


Fourth Verse


E                                      D     B        E
For just three days in New Orleans she never left his side
E
That girl became a woman with her very first man
E   D      A    E             D         C#m     E
But to her only lover she was just like all the others
E        D           C#m       B   A      B
'Til she stood there with that gun in her hand


Outro

(Repeat intro until fade)

A shot rang out and the crowd goes wild
A shot rang out and the crowd goes wild
The crowd goes wild
The crowd goes wild
The crowd goes wild
The crowd goes wild


ROLAND THE ROADIE & GERTRUDE
  THE GROUPIE 3:01 -Shel Silverstein-


Intro


Now Roland the roadie was only a toadie,

Who set up the lights and the mics for the shows

And Gertrude the groupie was a rock and roll fan,

Who stood by the stage door in the rains and the snows.


First Verse


G#                    C#
Roland the roadie met Gertrude the groupie
C#   G#                     D#
At a rock concert back in Bayonne
D# G#
He tried to seduce her,
C#                         D#                     G#
Said he'd introduce her to all of the Beatles and Stones


Second Verse


G#                       C#
So Roland the roadie got Gertrude the groupie
C# G#                   D#
A  seat in the balcony above
D#  G#                        C#
And Gertrude the groupie felt grateful and groovy
C# D#                      G#
But Roland the roadie felt love


Chorus


G#  D#
And some folks loves ham hocks
D#  C#
And some folks loves pork chops
C#  G#                        D#
And some folks love vegetable soup
D#                          C#
But Roland the roadie loves Gertrude the groupie, 

But Gertrude the groupie loves groups


Third Verse


G#                               C#
She stood up and screamed as the amber spot gleamed
C#     G#                   D#
On her heroes so skinny and tall
D#         G#
With their eyelids so droopy, 
G# C#            D#                                    G#
And Gertrude the groupie and she was in love with them all


Fourth Verse


G#                     C#
Roland the roadie told Gertrude the groupie
C# G#                   D#
To wait and he'd be her man
G#                        C#
But while he dreamed of a rose covered home
C#      D#                        G#
She was out with the group in the van


Break


C#        G#
Hey Gertie, Gertie, 
G#                                                  B
Come on babe, come on out of there....I know you're in there...
B                         G#                  B  G#               A
The whole trailer's moving baby....What about me....Gertie... Oh, Gertie?


Fifth Verse


A                        D
Now Roland the roadie is back on the road, 
D   A                       E
His heart has been broken again
E   A                          D
And Gertrude the groupie waits out in the cold 
D       E                       A
For the very next group to come in


Chorus


A   E
And some folks loves ham hocks 
E   D
And some folks loves pork chops 
D   A                          E
And some folks loves vegetable soup
E   B                       D
And Roland the roadie loves Gertrude the groupie, 
D   C#           B             A
But Gertrude the groupie loves groups
    A          A          A
....groups.....groups.....groups.....


COME ON IN 1:44
     -R. Sawyer - D. Locorriere-


B
I Don't know where you come from
B   E                      B
And I don't know where you been
B         F#             E
If you're ever 'round my farm
E                B
Won'tcha come on in!
B
I don't know if you been wrong
E                      B
Don't know if you been right
B             F#             E
But if you're ever 'round my farm
E                 B
Won'tcha stop the night


Second Verse


F#
If you're a pretty little hippy
F#
And you're a hitchin' down the road
F#      E                        B
And you wanna hang it up for the night
B            F#
Look for the big green farm
F#
with the red and yellow barn
F#   E                       B
Just over to the left or the right
B      F#
Come a kickin' throught the chickens
F#
And ring my bell
F#  E                F#          B
And I'll be happy as hell...well!


Third Verse


B
I Don't know where you slept last night
E                    B
I don't care what he said
B         F#             E
If you're ever 'round my farm
E                B
You can share my bed
B
I Don't know what you're smokin'
B  E                         B
Or what you been learnin' in school
B             F#             E
But if you're ever 'round my farm
E               B
You can fuck my mule!!!


Break
lots of grunting and moaning (just follow same chord pattern)


Outro


(shouting, hysterical laughter)


THE WONDERFUL SOUP STONE 3:40
      -Shel Silverstein-


little riff after intro, capo on 6 fret:
slide b from 7 to 9 while at the same time sliding e from 9 to 11 then after that pick g 
at 9 and b at 12 (it's as close as I could get it). After this follow the chords 
normally with single strokes and some picking.


Intro


  F                         C
I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes
        F                     C
And the noodles and the marrowbone
       F                              C
But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes
        G                    C
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone


First Verse


C                           F      C                    G         C
Hanging from a string in my mama's kitchen, back in the hard time days
C                                F          C             D
Was a little ol' stone 'bout the size of an apple, it was smooth and worn
D   G
and grey
G     C                      F      C                    G          C
There wasn't much food in my mama's kitchen, so whenever things got tight
C    F                   C                          D
Mama boiled up some water, put in the stone and said "Let's have some soup
       G
tonight"


Chorus


G     F                         C
And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes
C       F                     C
And the noodles and the marrowbone
C      F                              C
But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes
        G                    C
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone


(do the intro riff again)


Third Verse


C                               F           C
It had been in the family for a whole lotta years, so we knew it was a
G               C
nourishing thing
C                           F                 C          D
And I remember mama, as she stirred it in the water, and we could all hear
D   G
her sing
G      C                    F          C                          G
"Its a magical stone and as long as we got it, we'll never have a hungry
C
night
C    F                        C                       D
Just add a little love to the wonderful soupstone and everything will be
D G
alright"


Chorus


F                               C
And I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes
F                             C
And the noodles and the marrowbone
C      F                              C
But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes
C       G          D         C
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone


(repeat intro riff again)


Fourth Verse


C                                F         C                      G
So it carried us all through the darkening days, 'til finally the sunshine
C
came
C                               F         C            D
And the soup stone started into gathering dust, but it hung there just the
G
same
G   C                   F           C                         G      C
And ever since then the food's been plenty, but every now and then I find
C    F                            C                    D                G
That mama in the kitchen with the wonderful soupstone, drifts across my mind


Outro


G    F                    C
And again I can taste the chicken and tomatoes
C       F                     C
And the noodles and the marrowbone
C      F                              C
But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes
C       G                    C
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone





C   F                     C
And again I can taste the chicken and tomatoes
C       F                     C
And the noodles and the marrowbone
C      F                              C
But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes
C       G          D         C
And the wonderful, wonderful soupstone


(do the intro riff last time)
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