Country Joe and the Fish
Accords et partitions
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I Feel Like I'm Fixin' To Die RagG D A A7 G7 D7Pas de barréCome on all of you big strong men Uncle Sam needs your help again He's got himself in a terrible jam Way down yonder in Viet Nam so Put down your books and pick up a gun we're
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Porpoise MouthBm A Am GPas de barré*The white ducks fly on past the sun, Their wings flash silver at the moon. While waters rush down the mountain tongue, My organs play a circus tune. I dance to the wonder of your feet,
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Flying HighAm D C Bb[verse] I'm stuck on the L.A. freeway got rain water in my boots My thumb's done froze can't feel my toes I feel a little destitute Wheels throwing water all over my axe and Mr. Jones won't lend me a hand Up come two cats in a Cadillac and they say Won't you hop in, man?
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Not So Sweet Martha LorraineE A G#m F#m DVerse She hides in the attic concealed on a shelf Behind volumes of literature based on herself And runs across the pages like some tiny elf Knowing that it's hard to find
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Who Am IG C D7Pas de barréDate: Sat, 13 Jul 1996 16:10:06 -0700 Message-Id: <[email protected]> From: [email protected] (Lawrence Michael Korman) Subject: Re: Country Joe & The Fish - Who am I
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Rock Coast BluesA B G E D F#Movin' down that rock coast line Oh, nothin' but my woman on my mind Hear those waves poundin' on sand Smell that sea air blowin' inland I wonder if she's found another man, oh!
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JanisD C A A7 Bb Dmaj7Into my life on waves of electrical sound And flashing light she came, Into my life with the twist of a dial The wave of her hand — the warmth of her smile. And even though I know that you and I
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LoveD7 A7 G7 A DPas de barréDeep in my heart, babe, the feeling is there 'Cause I got something money can't buy I got something that you oughta try I got love, love, I said love, sweet love I got love, baby, yeah!
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Sad And Lonely TimesE A B7Pas de barréMy love stands be-side me, Through the rain; through the Wind and the snow. Through the bad and good; you know its Understood, that she's my love,
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MariaG G7 C F C7 BThe sounds we make as they're dying Hearing their screams and their crying The children, their eyes are weeping; We filled them with pain.
