RON HAFFKINE - PRODUCER AND MUSICAL DIRECTOR GLEN KOLOTKIN - ENGINEER Side 1 Side 2 FREAKER'S BALL I CAN'T TOUCH THE SUN Vocal: Dennis Vocal: Dennis IF I'D ONLY COME AND GONE QUEEN OF THE SILVER DOLLAR Vocal: Ray Vocal: Dennis CARRY ME, CARRIE TURN ON THE WORLD Vocal: Dennis Vocal: Ray THE THINGS I DIDN'T SAY STAYIN' SONG Vocal: Dennis Vocal: Dennis and Ray GET MY ROCKS OFF THE COVER OF "THE ROLLING STONE" Vocal: Billy and George Vocal: Ray LAST MORNIN' Vocal: Dennis The selections are BMI. DENNIS - Lead Vocal, Lead Guitar RAY - Lead Vocal GEORGE - Hawaiian Steel Guitar, Electric Guitar, Vocal JAY - Drums, Vocal BILL - Keyboard, Vocal RIK - Rhythm Guitar JANCE - Bass Love To... SHEL - For your songs...our fingers are bleeding. CLIVE - For always doing what you say you will. STEVE POPOVICH and GEORGE BREWER - You make that tiny office seem like the whole New York Stock Exchange...and the market is UP. AL TELLER and DON DEVITO - For beautifully controlling your own insanity... while dealing with ours. GEORGE HORN - Alchemist... for turning plastic into gold. JOEL DIAMOND - For always having been on our side. ALLAN RINDE - For digging deep when we needed it. CARLA - Who handles all of it. GEERTS - For hanging in and out and it's good to see you! FRED MERGY - For making so few sound like so many. FINNIGAN - We miss you! BLACK - No bare ass picture, so no first name... PAUL NAUGHTON and NINE YEAR - For holding it together with spit and chewing gum. BRUCE LUNDVALL - For gentlemanly smoothness. Special Thanks To S.I.R., MIKE JOHNSON and DOLPH REMPP, MICHELLE HAYSTRAND and DIANE DOHERTY THIS RECORD WAS RECORDED AT COLUMBIA STUDIOS, HALEE-WOOD, SAN FRANSISCO Engineering Staff - ROY SEGAL, GEORGE ENGFER, TOM LUBIN, MIKE LARNER and DAVID BROWN 1972 CBS, INC./ 1972 CBS, INC./ Manufactured by Columbia Records CBS, Inc. 51 W. 52nd Street, New York, N.Y. "Columbia," Marcas Reg. Photographic Concept and Photography - JIM MARSHALL / (back cover photo) KEN WALZ Design and Art Direction - RON CORO Side 1 FREAKER'S BALL - Written by Shel Silverstein Capo II Intro

Well there's ^Cgonna be a freaker's ball (ha ha) Tonight^D at the Freakerâs Hall And you ^Gknow you're invited one and ^Call, Uh oh

First Verse

^CCome on baby's grease your lips ^DGrab your hats and swing your hips ^GAnd don't forget to bring your whips ^GWe're going to the ^Afreaker's ^Cball (yes) ^CBlow your whistle, and bang your gong ^DRoll up ^Asomething to ^Dtake along ^DIt ^Gfeels so good, it must be wrong ^GWe're freakin' at the ^Dfreakerâ?^C?s ball

Second Verse

Well all the ^Gfags and the dykes they're boogie-in' together The ^Cleather freaks are dressed in all kinds of leather The ^Dgreatest of the sadists and the masochists too Screaming ^Gplease hit me and I'll hit you The ^FFBI is dancin' with the junkies All the s^Ctraights, ^Aswingin' with the funkies ^DAcross the floor and up the wall We're ^Gfreakin' at the ^Cfreaker's ^Aball, y'all We're ^Dfreakin' at the ^Gfreaker's ball

Instrumental Break - C D G C F Third Verse

^CEverybody's kissing each other ^DBrother with sister, son with mother ^GSmear my ^Dbody ^Gup with butter ^GAnd take me to the freaker's ^Cball^G ^CPass that roach please, and pour the wine ^DI'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine ^GI'm gonna boogie 'til I'm cold blind ^GFreakin' at the freaker's ^Cball^G

Fourth Verse

^GWhite ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones ^CNecrophiliacs looking for dead ones ^CThe ^Dgreatest of the sadists and the masochists too ^DScreaming ^Gplease hit me and I'll hit you ^FEvery^Cbody ^Fballin' in batches ^CPyromaniacs ^Astrikin' matches ^DI'm gonna itch me where it scratches ^GFreakin' at the freaker's ^Cball, ^Ay'all We're ^Gfreakin' at the freakerâ?^C?s ball, we're ^Aat a ball We're ^Dfreakin' at the ^Gfreaker's ^Cba^Fll^G ^C

IF I'D ONLY COME AND GONE - Written by Shel Silverstein First Verse

If I'd only come and ^Bbgone ^BbThe way I've always done with ^Csummer girls be^Ffore ^FShared one ^Bbnight with you and ^Cnever reached for ^Fmore ^FThen we ^Cwouldn't face this long and painful ^Crighting of the wrong

If I'd just come and gone Second Verse

If I hadn't stayed so ^Bblong ^BbAnd merely parked my dusty ^Cboots outside your ^Fdoor ^FTracked no ^Bbfootprints 'cross your ^Cpolished hardwood ^Ffloor ^FIf I'd have ^Cleft you in your doorway smilin' ^Cdrowsy at the dawn If I'd just ^Fcome and gone

Third Verse

^FThen I'd be ^Bbon a shinin' silver plane ^Fdippin' into Denver ^FOr a ^Bbschooner blowin' down The Biscayne ^FBay ^FYou'd be ^Bbsafely tucked a^Cway among the ^Fpleasure I'd remember

'Stead of lyin' here beside me fearin' restless thoughts inside me That might awaken with the breakin' of each new day Fourth Verse

If you'd only stopped to ^Bbread ^BbCold hard words I carved on ^Cother bedroom ^Fwalls ^FAnd heard the ^Bbmornin' coffee ^Ctruths I told 'em ^Fall ^FI'd still be ^Con your lips like some unfinished half-remembered song

You'd never have loved me if I'd just come and gone Outro

If I'd just ^Fcome and gone ^FIf I'd only come and ^Bbgone ^BbIf I'd only come and ^Cgone ^CIf I'd only come and ^Fgone...

CARRY ME, CARRY - Written by Shel Silverstein Intro D G D Dsus4 First Verse

^DSecond Street and Broadway, ^Gsitting in a door way; ^Dhead held in his hands^Dsus4 ^D ^ELooked to all the ^E7world like he was ^Apraying

Second Verse

^DFoot wrapped in an old rag, ^Gbottle in a brown bag; ^DI saw him try to stand^Dsus4 ^D ^EThen I heard the ^E7words that he was ^Asaying, yeah

Chorus

He said ^Dcome on Carrie, ^Gcarry me a little ^Dfarther Come on Carrie, carry me one more ^Amile I ^Ddon't know where it's leading to, but I ^Gknow I can make it if I ^Elean on you So ^Dcome on Carrie, ^Gcarry me a little ^DI carried you, now ^Gcarry me a little ^DCome on Carrie, ^Gcarry me a little ^Dwhile

Third Verse

Well, he ^Dstruggled to his feet, and ^Gstaggered down the street; to the ^Dwindow of the five-and-dime^Dsus4 ^D He ^Estood and ^E7laughed a while at his re^Aflection

Fourth Verse

And ^Dthen I heard him shoutin', ^Gsomething about a mountain; D E E7 he c^Aould surely climb, if she was only there to point the right direction

But she ain't no, no she ain't no Chorus

Outro

Carry ^Gme, carry ^Dme, carry ^Gme, carry ^Dme...

THE THINGS I DIDN'T SAY - Written by Shel Silverstein First Verse

^GI didn't say, "Don't do it babe&q^Cuot; when she pac^Gked up to go ^GI ^Ddidn't say "Come back here honey and try with me ^Gonce more" ^GAnd when she asked me if I loved her, I just turned away^C ^CShe's ^Dgone and now I'm hearing all the ^Cthings I didn't ^Gsay

Chorus

I didn't say "^D;I'm sorry babe, 'c^Cause half the fault was mine" D C I d^Gidn't say "We'll work it out, 'cause all we need is love and faith and time" ^GI said "If that's the way you want it, I won't stand in ^Cyour way" ^CShe's ^Dgone and now I'm hearing all the things I didn't ^Gsay

Second Verse

^GI didn't take her in my arms and ^Ckiss away her tears^G ^GI ^Ddidn't say "My life don't mean a thing if you ain't ^Ghere" ^GI thought of all the many games I'd be free to play^C ^CBut ^Dall I do is listen to the things I didn't say

Third Verse

I didn't say "^DTake off your coat, I'll make ^Csome coffee and w^Ge'll talk" I didn't say &^Dquot;The motorway, is such a long^C and lonely end^Gless walk" ^GI said "Goodbye, good luck and God bless you", then she sl^Cipped away ^CAnd ^Dleft me here to live with all the things I didn't say^G

Outro

^GAnd ^Dnow I guess she'll never hear the things I didn't say...

GET MY ROCKS OFF - no chords (just tab) LAST MORNIN' - Written by Shel Silverstein Capo II Alternate: no capo D = E A = B A7 = B7 G = A Dsus = Esus First Verse This is the last morning, that I wake up in this dirty city, looking for the sunshine, as the buildings block the skies This is the last morning, that I wash in rusty water, trying to shave a face, that I don't even recognize

^DDown the hallway rats are skittering, I can smell the garbage rotting; hear the children crying, in an a^Gpartment, down below This is the ^A7last morning, that I'm gonna have to listen to it, I'm going ^Dhome, ^Dsusyeah ^D

This is the ^Dlast morning, that I try to breath the heavy air, fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, ^Awatch the world turn ^A7grey

This is the last morning, that I drink my coffee standing up,

smile and speak to strangers, who just ^Dturn and walk away This is a ^Dtough cold city here, and I'll guess I'll never cut it here And I'm so tired of trying to stand a^Dgainst it, all alone This is the ^A7last morning, that I'm gonna have to fight it, I'm going ^Dhome, ^Dsusyeah ^D

This is the ^Dlast morning that I wear these greasy overalls, punch the clock, and do just what I'm ^Atold, to get along And face the ^A7long evening, laying close beside my radio, imagining the kisses, of the ^Dgirl that sings the song^Dsus ^D

^DDown below the subway's screaming, as I lay here halfway dreaming Looking at the ceiling, wondering ^Gwhere, the dream went ^Dwrong (where, where) This is the ^A7last morning, that I'm gonna have to think about it,

I'm going ^Dhome, ^Dsusyeah ^D D Dsus E D Dsus D I'm goi^Dng ^Dsushome,^D I'm going home, I'm going home . . . .

Side 2 I CAN'T TOUCH THE SUN - Written by Shel Silverstein First Verse

^EI can't touch the clouds for you, ^EI'll never reach the ^BSun for you. ^BI've never done the things ^BThat you need ^Edone for you. ^EI've streached as high as I can reach ^EI guess I'm not the ^Aone for you; ^A'Cause ^BI can't reach the clouds or touch the ^Esun for you, ^ENo ^BI can't reach the clouds or touch the ^Esun.

Second Verse

^EI can't turn back time for you, ^EAnd make you sweet six^Bteen again, ^BAnd I can't turn your barren fields ^BTo ^Egreen again. ^EAnd I won't sit around and talk ^EOf how things might have ^Abeen again, ^ANo ^BI can't turn back time and make you ^Eyoung again. ^BI can't turn back time and make you ^Eyoung.

Third Verse

^EI ^Bhope you find somebody who ^BCan ^Ado the things I ^Edidn't do ^EAnd ^Afind a road I ^Edidn't find ^EAnd ^Bbuild a brighter ^Eworld for you. ^EI ^Bhope you find somebody bold ^BEnough to ^Areach and ^Etake a hold ^EAnd ^Aguide your ever ^Echanging mind ^EAnd ^Afree your ever ^Brising soul. ^BBut I ^Acan't. No, ^BI can't.

Fourth verse

^EI can't look inside your mind And see the things you're hoping for.

And I can't help you chase the dream You're groping for. You say your arms are open wide, But lord knows who they're open for. I can't know your mind or chase your dreams with you. No, I can't chase your dreams or know your mind. Fifth Verse

^F#So say goodbye, and don't look back ^F#I've had some happy ^C#days with you, ^C#Sorry I can't be the one who ^F#stays with you. ^F#And when they ask about me, ^F#You can say I was the ^Bone with you; ^BWho ^C#never touched the clouds or reached the ^F#sun with you. ^F#No, ^C#I can't reach the clouds or touch the ^Esun.

Outro

^F#I ^Bguess it's ^C#done, ^C#I can't touch the ^F#sun for you. Ooh, Ooh, ^C#Ooh! ^C#I can't touch the ^F#sun. I can't. No, no, I can't. ^F#Ooh ^C#hoo, oh no^F#. ^F#I can't touch the ^C#sun, no, no, no. ^F#Mmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm. ^F#I can't. No, no, I can't. ^F#Ooh ^C#hoo, oh no^F#. ^F#I can't touch the ^C#sun, ^C#I can't touch the ^F#sun...

QUEEN OF THE SILVER DOLLAR - Written by Shel Silverstein Intro

She's the queen of the silver ^G#dollar, ^G#And she rule^C#s this smokey ^G#kingdom. ^G#And her scepter ^C#is a ^G#wine glass, ^G#And the bar stoo^D#l is her throne. ^G#And the jesters^C#, they flock ^G#around her, ^G#And figh^C#t to win her ^G#favors G# C# G# C# G# And ^D#see whi^G#ch one will take the queen of the silver dollar home.

First Verse

^G#She arrives in all her splendor, ^G#Every ^C#night at nine o'clock. ^C#And her ^D#chariot is the crosstown bus, ^D#That stops right down the ^G#block. ^G#Then the old piano minstrel, ^G#Plays her ^C#song as she walks in, ^C#And the ^D#queen of the silver dollar, ^D#She's home a^G#gain.

Chorus

She's the ^G#queen of the ^C#silver ^G#dollar, ^G#And she rule^C#s this smokey ^G#kingdom. ^G#And her scepter ^C#is a ^G#wine glass, ^G#And the bar stoo^D#l is her throne. ^G#And the jesters^C#, flock ^G#around her, ^G#And figh^C#t to win her ^G#favors G# C# G# C# G# And ^D#see whi^G#ch one will take the queen of the silver dollar home.

Second Verse

^G#Her royal gown is a satin dress, ^G#That's ^C#stained and slightly torn. ^C#And her^D# sparklin' jewels are rhinestones, ^D#And her shoes are scuffed and ^G#worn. ^G#From the many roads she's traveled, ^G#And the ^C#wondrous sites she's seen. ^C#And I ^D#watch her and I pray, ^D#God save the ^G#queen.

Third Verse The queen of the silver dollar, Is not as haughty as she seems. She was once an ordinary girl, With ordinary dreams. But I found her and I won her, And I brought her to this world. Yes, I'm the man who made a queen, Of a simple country girl. Chorus

Now she's the ^G#queen of the ^C#silver ^G#dollar, ^G#And she rule^C#s this smokey ^G#kingdom. ^G#And her scepter ^C#is a ^G#wine glass, ^G#And the bar stoo^D#l is her throne. ^G#And the jesters^C#, flock ^G#around her, ^G#And figh^C#t to win her ^G#favors G# C# G# C# G# And ^D#see whi^G#ch one will take the queen of the silver dollar home.

Outro

^G#She's the queen of the silver dollar, ^G#And she rule^C#s this smokey ^G#kingdom. ^G#And her scepter ^C#is a ^G#wine glass, ^G#And the bar stoo^D#l is her throne. ^G#And the jesters^C#, they flock ^G#around her, ^G#And figh^C#t to win her ^G#favors G# C# G# C# G# And ^D#see whi^G#ch one will take the queen of the silver dollar home.

TURN ON THE WORLD - Written by Shel Silverstein First Verse

Turn on the ^Gworld; give them a taste of how free your ^Dlove can be ^DTurn on the world, you don't wanna waste all your ^Gwarmth on me ^GYou say you've got wings, teach them to fly ^GTeach them to ^Clove and not question why ^CTeach them to ^Dlive and then just watch them die As you turn on the ^Gworld

Second Verse

Turn on the ^Gworld, I'm just one man and that ain't ^Denough for you ^DTurn on the world, you know you can girl, it won't be too ^Gtough for you ^GReach for your star, ride the highway ^GPick up the ^Csouls that wait to be saved ^CAll you can ^Dgive me you already gave Now go turn on the ^Gworld

Third Verse

But where my ^Dmind goes now, is no longer ^Gyour concern ^GYou're hearing new ^Dvoices now ^DAnd I'm just a ^Gbridge to burn ^GYou've got so many ^Dchoices now You don't know where to ^Cturn, turn, turn Turn on the ^Gworld

Fourth Verse

Turn on the ^Gworld, live life to the hilt, march to your ^Down sweet tune ^DTurn on the world, don't stop for the guilt 'cause it might ruin your ^Gafternoon ^GYou say I should smile, stand and be strong ^G'Cause we had our ^Ctime, and we sang our song ^CDon't worry about ^Dme babe just run along And go turn on the ^Gworld

^GOh show them how real your ^Dlove can be ^DTurn on the world ^DYou don't wanna waste, don't wanna waste ^GDon't wanna waste an hour on me

Outro

^GYou say you've got wings, teach them to fly ^GTeach them to ^Clove and not question why ^GTeach them to ^Dlive and then just watch them die As you turn on the ^Gworld

STAYIN' SONG - no chords (just tab) THE COVER OF THE "ROLLING STONE" - Written by Shel Silverstein First Verse

^AWell we are big rock singers ^Awe've got golden fingers ^Aand we're loved everywhere we ^Ego, ^Ewe sing about beauty and we sing about thruth ^E7at ten thousand dollars a ^Ashow; ^Awe take all kind of pills ^Ato give us all kind of thrills, ^Abut the thrill we've never ^Dknown, ^Dis the t^Ehrill that'll get you ^Ewhen you get your picture

on the cover of the Rolling Stone Chorus

^ARolling ^EStone ^Ewanna see my picture on the cover (^Astone) ^Awanna buy five copies for my mother (^Estone) ^Ewanna see my smilin' face ^Eon the ^Dcover of the Rolling ^AStone

Second Verse

^AI've got a freaky old lady ^Acalled my Cocain Katy ^Awho embroiders on my ^Ejeans, ^EI've got my poor old gray-haired Daddy, ^E7drivin' my limou^Asine ^ANow it's all designed ^Ato blow our minds ^Abut our minds won't really be ^Dblown, ^Dlike the ^Eblow that'll get you ^Ewhen you get your picture on the cover of the Rolling ^AStone

Chorus

^ARolling ^EStone ^Ewanna see my picture on the cover (^Astone) ^Awanna buy five copies for my mother (^Estone) ^Ewanna see my smilin' face ^Eon the ^Dcover of the Rolling ^AStone

Third Verse

^AWe got a lot of ^Alittle teenage, blue-eyed groupies who do anything we s^Eay,

we got a genuine Indian guru,

w^E7ho's teachin' us a better ^Away, we got all the friends

that money can buy,

so we never have to be a^Dlone, and we ^Ekeep gettin' richer

but we can't get our picture

on the cover of the Rolling ^AStone

Chorus

^ARolling ^EStone ^Ewanna see my picture on the cover (^Astone) ^Awanna buy five copies for my mother (^Estone) ^Ewanna see my smilin' face ^Eon the ^Dcover of the Rolling ^AStone

Outro

^ARolling ^EStone ^Ewanna see my picture on the cover (^Astone) ^Awanna buy five copies for my mother (^Estone) ^Ewanna see my smilin' face ^Eon the ^Dcover of the Rolling ^AStone...

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