TUXEDO JUNTION G7 G7 Am7 Dm7 G7 Way down south in Birmingham. I mean south in Al-a-bam. 7 dim G There s an old place where people go to dance the night away. G7 G7 Am7 Dm7 G7 Way down south in Birmingham. I mean south in Al-a-bam. 7 dim G There s an old place where people go to dance the night away. 7 7 Am7 It s a junction....where the town folks meet. 7 7 A7 Dm7 G7 At each function in a tux...they...greet...you. G7 Am7 G Am7 Dm7 G7 They all drive...or walk for miles...to get jive...that southern style. 7 dim G M7 7 It s an old jive that makes you want...to dance till break of day. 7 7 Am7 7 It s a junction....where the town folks meet. 7 A7 Dm7 G7 At each function in a tux...they...greet...you. Am7 G7 Am7 Dm7 G7 ome on down... forget your care ome on down...you ll find me there. 7 dim G6 M7 7 So long, town, I m heading for Tuxedo Junction now.
THIS IS THE ARMY, MR JONES 9 9 INTRO - A bunch of frightened rookies were listening filled with awe. 9 G7 They listened while a sergeant was laying down the law. 9 G7 They stood there at attention, their faces turning red. G7 7 G7 7 The sergeant looked them over and this is what he said, he said: Bb Bb VERSE 1 - This is the Army, Mister Jones. No private rooms or telephones. 7 Gm Bb 7 You had your breakfast in bed before but you won t have it there anymore. Bb Bb VERSE 2 - This is the Army, Mister Green. We like the barracks nice and clean. 7 Gm Bb 7 You had a house-maid to clean your floor, but she won t help you out any more. Bb Bb Dm7 7 BRIDGE: Do what the buglers command. They re in the Army and not in a band. Bb Bb VERSE 3- This is the Army, Mister Brown. You and your baby went to town. 7 Gm Bb 7 She had you worried, but this is war and she won t worry you anymore. 7 Yes, she won t worry you anymore.
Johnny Mercer, 1944 G. I. JIVE Intro B, B, BBB G7 B B B This is the G. I. Jive, man alive. It starts with the bugler blowin reveille over your Am B bed when you arrive. Jack, that s the G. I. Jive. G7 Roodley-toot.. jump in your suit.. make a salute.. Boot. G7 B B B After you wash and dress, more or less, you go get your chow in a beautiful little B B café they call The Mess Jack, when you convalesce. G7 Outta your seat.. into the street.. make with the feet.. reet. G7 B B B This is the G. I. Jive, man alive. They give you a private tank that features a little B G7 device called fluid drive Jack, if you still survive G7 B huck all your junk.. back in the trunk.. fall on your bunk.. clunk.
OMIN IN ON A WING AND A PRAYER G G 7 Though there s one motor gone, We can still carry on. G Bridge G What a show! What a fight! Boys, we really hit our target for tonight. G Instrumental G G 7 Though there s one motor gone, We can still carry on. G G How we sing as we limp through the air. G Look below there s our field over there. 7 With our one motor gone, We can still carry on. G
YOU LL NEVER KNOW (1943) Dm You ll never know just how much I miss you. You ll never know just how much I care. And if I tried, I still couldn t hide my love for you. Dm G7 Dm G7 You ought to know, for haven t I told you so, a million or more times. Dm You went away and my heart went with you. Am I speak your name in my every prayer. Dm G7 If there is some other way to prove that I love you, Am I swear I don t know how. G7 You ll never know if you don t know now. Repeat verse 2 G7 G7 You ll never know if you don t know now. You ll never know if you don t know now.
THE LAST TIME I SAW PARIS G D7 G D7 The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay. D Am G I heard the laughter of her heart in every street café. G D7 G D7 The last time I saw Paris, her trees were dressed for spring. D Am And lovers walked beneath those trees and birds found songs G to sing. Am D6 Am7 Bridge: I dodged the same old taxi cabs that I had dodged for D7 years. B7 E7 G A7 D The chorus of their squeaky horns was music to my ears. G D7 G D7 The last time I saw Paris, her heart was warm and gay. D G No matter what they do to her, I ll remember her that way. Repeat last line.