OCTOBERMEETING

Colore Italian Restaurant & Pizzeria2700 S BroadwayEnglewood, CO (303) 761-4332

TO BE A COOL

KID ALL YOU HAVE

TO DO IS COME ALONG

COOL KID’S LUNCH

CHORDS USED IN THIS SONG F G7 C

"Shaving Cream" by Benny Bell

[C]I have a sad story to tell you It may hurt your [G7]feelings a bit Last night when I walked into my [C]bathroom I [F]stepped in a [G7]big pile of

Chorus: [C]Shaving cream, be nice and clean [F]Shave every[C]day and you'll [G7]always look [C]keen

I think I'll break off with my girlfriend Her antics are [G7]queer I'll admit Each time I say, "Darling, I [C]love you" She [F]tells me that [G7]I'm full of

Chorus

Our baby fell out of the window You'd think that her [G7]head would be split But good luck was with her that [C]morning She [F]fell in a [G7]barrel of

Chorus

An old lady died in a bathtub She died from a [G7]terrible fit In order to fulfill her [C]wishes She was [F]buried in [G7]six feet of

Chorus

When I was in France with the army One day I looked [G7]into my kit I thought I would find me a [C]sandwich But the [F]darn thing was [G7]loaded with

Chorus

And now, folks, my story is ended I think it is [G7]time I should quit If any of you feel [C]offended Stick your [F]head in a [G7]barrel of

Chorus

Intro: C Em Am F C Em Am Am9 F F

C C Em Em F F C Cooo-ooo ooo-ooo ooo-ooo ooo-oooF F E7 E7 Am Am F Fooo-ooo ooo-ooo ooo-ooo ooo-ooo

C Em F CSomewhere over the rainbow, way up highF C G Am FAnd the dreams that you dream of once in a lullaby______ C Em F COh somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds flyF C G Am FAnd the dreams that you dream of, dreams really do come true______

CSomeday I’ll wish upon a starG Am FWake up where the clouds are far behind______me CWhere trouble melts like lemon dropsG Am FHigh above the chimney tops that’s where______you’ll find me

C Em F COh somewhere over the rainbow, blue birds flyF C G Am FAnd the dreams that you dare to, oh why, oh why can’t I?______

C Em F CWell I see trees of green and Red roses too F C E7 Am I’ll watch them bloom for me and you F G C F CAnd I think to myself: what a wonderful world C Em F CWell I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white F C E7 AmAnd the brightness of day, I like the dark F G C F CAnd I think to myself: what a wonderful world

Over the Rainbow

G CThe colours of the rainbow so pretty in the sky G CAre also on the faces of people passing by F C F CSee friends shaking hands, saying ‘how do you do?’F C Dm7 G They’re really saying, I ... I love you

C Em F CI hear babies cry and I watch them growF C E7 Am They’ll learn much more than we’ll know F G C F And I think to myself: what a wonderful world

CSomeday I’ll wish upon a starG Am FWake up where the clouds are far behind______me CWhere trouble melts like lemon dropsG Am FHigh above the chimney tops that’s where______you’ll find me

C Em F COh somewhere over the rainbow, way up highF C G Am FAnd the dreams that you dare to, why, oh why can’t I?______

C C Em Em F F C Cooo-ooo ooo-ooo ooo-ooo ooo-oooF F E7 E7 Am Am F F Cooo-ooo ooo-ooo ooo-ooo ooo-ooo --- ooo

AN UKULELE AND YOU

Vamp Dm - E7 - Am

AmBoy I love a big band, specially when it swingsDmOrchestras are thrilling, love to hear those stringsE7Love to sing for thousands in a concert hall

But,Amlately I’ve been thinking, what's the

E7harm in thinking small

Give me anCukulele and you, an

D7ukulele and you

JustG7give me an uke, and a song to sing

And you to sing itCto. Give me an

Cukulele and you

D7No big hullabaloo, when

G7push comes to shove

You know what I love? AnG7Stop)ukulele and

Cyou

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Text

AmGee, I love a party, mixing with the starsDmLadies with their diamonds, men with their cigarsE7All the pretty people always having fun

But,Amlately I’ve been thinking after

E7all is said and done

Give me anCukulele and you, an

D7ukulele and you

JustG7give me an uke, and a song to sing

And you to sing itCto. Give me an

Cukulele and you

D7No big hullabaloo, when

G7push comes to shove

You know what I love? AnG7Stop)ukulele and

Cyou

C G7 C

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(SUMC Bruce - arr. DUC 10/2016 Brad)

CENTERFIELD  –  JOHN  FOGERTY  (1985)      Intro:    F(2)    G(2)    C(4)      X2      Verse  1          C                                                                                                                                                                                F                                                      C  Well,  beat  the  drum  and  hold  the  phone,  the  sun  came  out  today!          C                                                                                                Em                                                              G            Dsus4      G  We’re  born  again,  there’s  new  grass  on  the  field.                      C                                                                                                                                                                        F                                                                                          C  A-­roundin’  third  and  headed  for  home,  it’s  a  brown-­eyed  handsome  man,            F                                                    G                                                                        C            Csus4    C  Anyone  can  understand  the  way  I  feel.      Chorus  1      C                                                                                                                                        F                C  Oh,  put  me  in  coach,  I’m  ready  to  play  today,      C                                                                                                                        F            Am  Put  me  in  coach,  I’m  ready  to  play  today.                                    D                                G                        C                          Csus4    C          C    Csus4    C  Look  at  me,  I  can  be  centerfield      Verse  2          C                                                                                                                                                                                        F                                                                            C  Well,  I  spent  some  time  in  the  Mudville  Nine  watchin’  it  from  the  bench.          C                                                                                                                                                              Em                                                                G        Dsus4    G  You  know  I  took  some  lumps  when  the  Mighty  Case’  struck  out.                C                                                                                                                                  F                        C  So  say  hey  Willie,  tell  Ty  Cobb,  and  Joe  DiMaggio,                              F                                                                                          G                                                              C              Csus4    C  Don’t  say,    “It  ain’t  so.”,    you  know  the  time  is  now.      Repeat  Chorus  1        

   

 CENTERFIELD  –  PAGE  2  

     Verse  3      C                                                                                                                                                                                        F                                                                      C  Got  a  beat-­up  glove,  a  homemade  bat,  and  a  brand-­new  pain  of  shoes.      C                                                                                                              Em                                                          G            Dsus4      G  You  know  I  think  it’s  time  to  give  this  game  a  ride.                                C                                                                                                                                        F                                              C  Just  to  hit  the  ball  and  touch’em  all,  a  moment  in  the  sun.            F                                                                                                                    G                                                          C                        Csus4    C  “POP”  …..  it’s  gone  and  you  can  tell  that  one  goodbye!      Chorus  2/Ending    C                                                                                                                                        F                C  So,  put  me  in  coach,  I’m  ready  to  play  today,      C                                                                                                                        F            Am  Put  me  in  coach,  I’m  ready  to  play  today.                                    D                                                            G                      C                          Csus4    C  Look  at  me  (yeah)  I  can  be  centerfield                                        D                                  G                        C                            Csus4      C        Csus4(1)      C(1)  Look  at  me,  gotta  be  centerfield!                              

                   (From Internet/Ultimate Guitar – arr. DUC 10/2016 Brad)    

SUPER SKIER by Bob Gibson

Based on the recording by the Chad Mitchell Trio

This section is played rubato. Only strum once on the word beneath the chord. A D Well, they called him Super Skier as he sat around the sun deck, A E7 For he swore that he would never take a spill. (Start regular strum on A chord) A D When they finally brought him down, they had to use three toboggans E7 A To carry all the pieces down the hill! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A D CHORUS: He was coming down that slope, doing 90 miles an hour A E7 When he caught an edge on his ski. A D Well, his clothes they were fast, but the slopes they were faster. E7 A That's the last of Super Skier we shall see! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A D Well, he hollered "What the hell!" as he lined them parallel. A E7 He figured there was nothing more to learn. A D And as he started on his way, he shouted "Andale," E7 A Assuming that he'd never have to turn. A D Well, he was slippen’ down that slope, doing 90 miles an hour, A E7 When a mo-gul flipped him in the air; A D His jumping form was fine until he ran into that pine, E7 A And two one-legged skiers left from there!

CHORUS

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A D When he left that tree at last, he was moving twice as fast; A E7 Both halves were skimming moguls like a feather. A D He said, If,I must be, a super personality, E7 A How can I ever keep my knees to-gether?" D (Spoken) One skier was headed north, and the other headed west, A E7 'Cause both of them, you see, were running freer, A D And folks on Little Nell, looked up scared as hell, E7 D A Break Pause Said, "It's a bird, it's a plane, NO ITS SUPER SKIER!" (No, it's a bird!)

CHORUS

A D Now the moral of my story, though my story's kind of gory, Single strum on word next 2 lines A E7 Break Is, for all you sun-deck Charlies there's still hope. A A 7 D Dm You buy the fastest clothes you can, then talk skiing like a man, Start regular strum and tempo on E7 chord E7 A But don't let people catch you on the slopes!

CHORUS

A E7 A And let’s get Charlie off the M. – T. - A.!

LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD written by Blackwell performed by Sam the Sam and the Pharaohs

Em (break) Owwww! Who's that I see walkin' in these woods? Em (break) Why, it's Little Red Riding Hood! Em G Hey there, Little Red Riding Hood A You sure are lookin' good C B7 Em You're everything a big bad wolf could want B7 Listen to me! Em G Little Red Riding Hood A I don't think little big girls should C B7 Em Go walkin' in these spooky old woods alone Owwww! G What big eyes you have Em The kind of eyes that drive wolves mad A So just to see that you don't get chased D7 I think I ought to walk with you for a ways G What cool lips you have Em They're sure to lure someone bad A So until you get to Grandma's place D7 I think you ought to walk with me and be safe

Em G I'm gonna keep my sheep suit on A Till I'm sure that you've been shown C B7 Em That I can be trusted walkin' with you alone Owwww! Em G Little Red Riding Hood, A I'd like to hold you if I could C B7 Em But you might think I'm a big bad wolf, so I won't Owwww! G What a big heart I have Em The better to love you with A Little Red Riding Hood D7 Even bad wolves can be good G I'll try to be satisfied Em Just to walk close by your side A Maybe you'll see things my way D7 Before we get to Grandma's place Em G Little Red Riding Hood A You sure are lookin' good C B7 Em You're everything a big bad wolf could want B7 Em / / / G / / / A Owwww--I mean baaa! Baaaa! ...and fade  

You ain't going nowhere Bob Dylan

Strum 1 2 3& 4& Chord Progression G Am C G x2 Am C G G Am Clouds so swift, the rain won't lift C G The gates won't close, the railings froze Am Get your mind off wintertime C G You ain't going no where Chorus G Am Whoo-ee, ride me high C G To morrow's the day my bride's gonna come Am Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly C G Down in the easy chair G Am I don't care how many letters they sent C G The morning came and the morning went Am Pick up your money, pack up your tent, C G You ain't going nowhere Repeat Chorus Repeat chorus G Am Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots C G Tailgates and substitutes Am Strap yourself to the tree with roots C G You ain't going nowhere Repeat Chorus G Am Genghis Khan he could not keep C G All his kings supplied with sheep Am We'll climb that hill no matter how steep C G When we get up to it Repeat ChorusRep

         I  LIKE  BANANAS  BECAUSE  THEY  HAVE  NO  BONES                                                                                                          (by  Chris  Yacich  –  1936)                    C                                                  G7                                                                  C  Standing  by  the  fruit  store  on  the  corner                                                                            G7                                C  Once  I  heard  a  customer  complain:                              D7                                                G                                D7                                                    G  “You  never  seem  to  show  the  fruit  we  all  love  so,      D7                                                                                                                                              G                      G7  That’s  why  business  hasn’t  been  the  same.”    C                                                                                                        D7  I  don’t  like  your  peaches,  they  are  full  of  stones,  G7                                                                                                                                                    C  I  like  bananas  because  they  have  no  bones!  C                                                                                                  D7  Don’t  give  me  tomatoes,  can’t  stand  ice-­cream  cones,  G7                                                                                                                                                    C  I  like  bananas  because  they  have  no  bones!    F                                                                                                                                    Cdim                    C  No  matter  where  I  go,  with  Susie,  May,  or  Anna,            D7                                                                                                                                                                  G7  I  want  the  world  to  know,  I  must  have  my  bananas.    C                                                                                        D7                    I  don’t  like  zucchinis,  don’t  like  raisin  scones,  G7                                                                                                                                                    C  I  like  bananas  because  they  have  no  bones!      (Kazoos:)    C    D7    G7    C  C    D7    G7    C  F    Cdim    C  D7    G7    …………..    (pause)  

 

                                                               (I  LIKE  BANANAS  BECAUSE  THEY  HAVE  NO  BONES  –  page  2)  

     C                                                                                        D7  We  play  ukuleles,  the  DUC’s  our  home,                    G7                                                                                                                                                              C  And  we  like  bananas  because  they  have  no  bones!                  C                                                                        D7  Cabbages  and  onions  hurt  our  singing  tones,  G7                                                                                                                                                              C  We  like  bananas  because  they  have  no  bones!      F                                                                                                                                Cdim                                C  We  get  to  sing  along  with  Tracy,  Doug,  and  Diane-­a,                                D7                                                                                                                                      G7                (tremolo)  And  everybody  hears  us  when  we  all  go  bananas!      C                                                                                                                          D7  We  don’t  like  “train  whistles”,  don’t  play  saxaphones,  G7                                                                                                                                                                                C  We  just  like  bananas  because  they  have  no  bones  …..  G7                                                                                                                                                              C  We  like  bananas  because  they  have  no  bones  …..                    G7                                          Yes,  we  like  bananas  ………  (spoken)  “Banana  Pudding  will  do.”  ………                G7                                                                                                                                  C                                    G7  C  Because  …..  they  …..  have  …..  no  …..  bones!!!!!!                  

 (Source San Jose Ukulele Club & other Internet websites – rev. arr. DUC 10/2016 Brad)

Eat It – “Weird” Al Yankovic

Am G

How come you're always such a fussy young man

Am

Don't want no Captain Crunch,

G

Don't want no Raisin Bran

F

Well don't you know that other kids are

G

starving in Japan

Am G

So eat it, just eat it

Am G

Don't want to argue, I don't want to debate

Am G

Don't want to hear about what kind of food you hate

F G

You won't get no desert till you clean off your plate

Am G

So eat it Don't tell me you're full

(Chorus)

Am G

Just eat it, eat it

Am G

Get yourself an egg and beat it

Am G

Have some more chicken, have some more pie

Am G

It doesn't matter if it's broiled or fried

Am G Am G

Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it

Am G

Your table manners are a crying shame

Am G

Your playin' with your food, this ain't some kind of game

F G

Now if you starve to death you'll just have yourself to

blame

Am G

So eat it, just eat it

Am G

You better listen, better do what you're told

Am G

You haven't even touched your tuna casserole

F G

You better chow down or it's gonna get cold

Am G

So eat it I don't care if you're full

Am G

Just eat it, eat it

Am G

Open up your mouth and feed it

Am G

Have some more yogurt, have some more Spam

Am G

It doesn't matter if it's fresh or canned

Am G Am G

Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it

Am G

Just eat it, eat it

Am G

Don't you make me repeat it

Am G

Have a banana, have a whole bunch

Am G

It doesn't matter what you had for lunch

Am G Am G

Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it

Am G

Just eat it, eat it

Am G

If it's getting cold reheat it

Am G

Have a big dinner, have a light snack

Am G

If you don't like it,you can't send it back

Am G Am G

Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it

(Repeat until Hungry)

ITSY BITSY TEENIE WEENIE YELLOW POLKA DOT BIKINI (Brian Hyland – W/M Paul Vance and Lee Pockress)

               C                                                                                                                    F                                                                                                                    G7  (Bump,  bump,  bump,  bump  …  da  dump  bump  bump  bump  bump)                                              C                                                                                              G7  She  was  afraid  to  come  out  of  the  locker                                                                                                                                          C          She  was  as  nervous  as  she  could  be                                                                                                                                                      F  She  was  afraid  to  come  out  of  the  locker                                                C                                            G7                                                  C  She  was  afraid  that  somebody  would  see                                                    (NC)  (CHORUS)      2,3,4  –  Tell  the  people  what  she  wore!                                                G7                                                                                                                                                          C                                                It  was  an  …..    itsy  bitsy  teenie  weenie  yellow  polka  dot  bikini                                                      G7                                                                                C                      That  she  wore  for  the  first  time  today                                                              G7                                                                                                  C                        An  itsy  bitsy  teenie  weenie  yellow  polka  dot  bikini                                                G7                                                                                                                                                                                                  C                        So  in  the  (locker/blanket/water)  she  wanted  to  stay    (2  –  to  ending)                                                  (NC)                        2,3,4  –  Stick  around  we’ll  tell  you  more!    (NC)                            C                                                                                            G7  She  was  afraid  to  come  out  in  the  open                                                                                                                              C  So  a  blanket  around  her  she  wore                                                                                                                                                    F  She  was  afraid  to  come  out  in  the  open                                  C                                          G7                                      C        So  she  sat  bundled  up  on  the  shore        (CHORUS)        (NC)                                    C                                                                                                G7    Now  she’s  afraid  to  come  out  of  the  water                                                                                                                                        C  And  I  wonder  what  she’s  gonna  do                                                                                                                                          F  She’s  afraid  to  come  out  of  the  water                                          C                                  G7                                                  C  And  the  poor  little  girl’s  turning  blue        (CHORUS  to  2)            C                                                                                          G7                                                                                                                                      C  From  the  locker  to  the  blanket  …..  from  the  blanket  to  the  shore,          C                                                                                    G7                                                                                                                      C(1)  From  the  shore  to  the  water  …..    guess  there  isn’t  any  more!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          (Rev.  for  DUC  10/2016  -­  Brad)