Sam Cooke - Twistin the night away

^GLet me tell ya 'bout the place, ^EmSomewhere up New York ways ^Cwhere the people are so gay, ^D7Twisting the night away ^GHere they have a lot of fun, ^EmPutting trouble on the run ^CMan there ain't nothing like, ^D7Twisting the night a-^Gway

^GTwisting, Twisting Everybody's doing great ^CTwisting, twisting They're ^D7twisting the night a-^Gway

^GHere's a fella in blue jeans, ^EmHe's dancing with an older queen ^CChick's dolled up in diamond ring, ^D7Twisting the night away

^GMan you gotta see her go, ^EmTwisting to the rock'n'roll ^CMan, there ain't nothing like, ^D7Twisting the night a-^Gway

^GTwisting, Twisting Everybody's doing great ^CTwisting, twisting They're ^D7twisting the night a-^Gway

Lean ^Gup Lean ^Emback Lean ^Cup Lean ^D7back Wa-^Ftusi ^EmFly Now ^Ctwist They're ^D7twisting the night a-^Gway

^GHere's a man in evening clothes, ^EmHow he got here I don't know ^CMan you gotta see him go, ^D7Twisting the night away ^GHe's dancing with a chick in slacks, ^EmThis chick's moving up and back ^CMan, there ain’t nothing like, ^D7Twisting the night a-w^Gay!

^GTwisting, Twisting Everybody's doing great ^CTwisting, twisting They're ^D7twisting the night a-^Gway

Lean ^Gup Lean ^Emback Lean ^Cup Lean ^D7back Wa-^Ftusi ^EmFly Now ^Ctwist They're ^D7twisting the night a-^Gway