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Way Down Yonder In New Orleans

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Chords and lyrics for Way Down Yonder In New Orleans by Freddy Cannon

C7 
Well, way down yonder in New
C7 
Orleans
F 
in the land of the dreamy scenes.
C7 
there’s a Garden of Eden, you
C7 
know what  
F 
I 
 
mean.
 
Yeah,  
C7 
Creole babies with flashin’
C7 
eyes
F 
, 
 
softly
 
whisper with tender  
F 
sighs..
 
And then you  
F7 
stop..oh, won’t you give your
 
lady  
Bb6 
fair, 
 
 
F7 
a 
 
litt
Bb6 
le 
 
s
A7 
mi
Ab7 
le.
 
And then you  
G7 
stop..you bet your life you’ll
 
linger  
C7 
there, 
 
a
Cdim 
lit
C7 
tle 
 
while.
 
Yeah,  
F 
there is Heaven right  
Dm 
here on Earth,
F 
with
 
those beautiful  
C#7 
queens..
 
yeah,  
F 
way down y
C7 
onder in New  
F 
Or.
C 
.leans
 
.
 
C7 
Well, way down yonder in New
C7 
Orleans
F 
in the land of the dreamy scenes.
C7 
there’s a Garden of Eden, you
C7 
know what  
F 
I 
 
mean.
 
Yeah,  
C7 
Creole babies with flashin’
C7 
eyes
F 
, 
 
softly
 
whisper with tender  
F 
sighs..
 
And then you  
F7 
stop..oh, won’t you give your
 
lady  
Bb6 
fair, 
 
 
F7 
a 
 
litt
Bb6 
le 
 
s
A7 
mi
Ab7 
le.
 
And then you  
G7 
stop..you bet your life you’ll
 
linger  
C7 
there, 
 
a
Cdim 
lit
C7 
tle 
 
while.
 
Yeah,  
F 
there is Heaven right  
Dm 
here on Earth,
F 
with
 
those beautiful  
C#7 
queens..
 
yeah,  
F 
way down y
C7 
onder in New  
F 
Or.
 
.leans…Yeah!

Transistor Sister

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Chords and lyrics for Transistor Sister by Freddy Cannon

C 
She’s my transistor  
F 
sister, with a  
C 
radio on her  
F 
arm.
C 
No one can re
F 
sist her, cause she’s  
D 
loaded with a musical  
G 
charm.
 
It’s  
C 
Presley, Darin, and  
F 
U.S.Bonds and it’s  
C 
Fats and Connie
 
and  
F 
Orbison.
 
She’s my  
C 
transistor 
 
 
F 
sister, 
 
 
D 
playing her  
G 
radi..
C 
o.
 
C 
Yeah, now  
F 
early in the morning til late at night..
 
she’s in  
C 
tune with the local D.J.s.
D 
Sings all the words to the latest hits..
 
right a
G 
long with the records they play.
 
G 
Whoa, oooh,  
C 
transistor 
 
 
F 
sister..
C 
transistor 
 
 
F 
sister.
C 
Transistor 
 
 
F 
sister..
D 
playing her  
G 
radi..
C 
o, whoa, oooh.
 
C 
She’s my transistor  
F 
sister..
C 
boy, you’ve got to love her a  
F 
lot.
 
The  
C 
guys just can’t re
F 
sist her..with a  
D 
fifteen thousand  
G 
watt.
G 
If you  
C 
got it right you  
F 
get no static..the  
C 
time and weather is,
F 
automatic.
 
My  
C 
transistor 
 
 
F 
sister, 
 
 
D 
playing her  
G 
radi..
C 
o.
 
C 
Yeah, now  
F 
early in the morning til late at night..
 
she’s in  
C 
tune with the local D.J.s.
D 
Sings all the words to the latest hits..
 
right a
G 
long with the records they play.
 
G 
Whoa, oooh,  
C 
transistor 
 
 
F 
sister..
C 
transistor 
 
 
F 
sister.
C 
Transistor 
 
 
F 
sister..
D 
playing her  
G 
radi..
C 
o, whoa, oooh.
 
C 
Transistor 
 
 
F 
sister..
D 
playing her  
G 
radi..
C 
o, whoa, oooh.
C 
Transistor 
 
 
F 
sister..
D 
playing her  
G 
radi..
C 
o, whoa, oooh. (Fade.)

Tallahassee Lassie

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Chords and lyrics for Tallahassee Lassie by Freddy Cannon

D 
Well, she comes from Tallahassee..woo!
 
Maybe  
G 
looks a little sassy, woo!
 
But to  
D 
me she’s real classy, woo!
 
Yeah, my  
A 
Tallahassee Lassie,  
G 
down in F.L.
D 
A. 
 
 
A 
 
D 
Well, she’s romping to the Drag,
 
Rocks the Bunny-hop,  
D 
wooo, wooo, wooo, wooo..
D 
Well, she dances to the Bop, she dances to the Stroll.
 
She’s my  
G 
Tallahassee Lassie, wooo!
 
Yeah, my  
D 
Tallahassee Lassie, woo!
 
She’s my  
A 
Tallahassee Lassie,  
G 
down in F.L.
D 
A.
A 
 
D 
 
G 
 
D 
… 
 
 
A 
 
G 
 
D 
 
A 
 
D 
Well, she’s romping to the Drag,
 
Rocks the Bunny-hop,  
D 
wooo, wooo, wooo, wooo..
D 
Well, she dances to the Bop, she dances to the Stroll.
 
She’s my  
G 
Tallahassee Lassie, wooo!
 
Yeah, my  
D 
Tallahassee Lassie, woo!
 
She’s my  
A 
Tallahassee Lassie,  
G 
down in F.L.
D 
A.
A 
 
A 
Come on,  
D 
baby! Come on, honey!
 
Yeah, come on,  
G 
sugar! Come on,  
D 
baby!(Fade.)

Patty Baby

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Chords and lyrics for Patty Baby by Freddy Cannon

C 
Patty baby..the  
F 
girl with the dancing  
C 
feet.
 
She’s a  
F 
real ball of fire, she’s a gas, Man,
 
can’t be  
C 
beat.
 
She  
G7 
wins all the contests down in
F 
Philly, 
 
PA.
 
She’s the  
G7 
number one dancer in the
F 
USA.
 
That’s Patty  
C 
baby..the 
 
 
F 
girl with the dancing  
C 
feet.
G7 
 
Patty  
C 
baby..the 
 
 
F 
girl with the dancing  
C 
feet.
 
Has a  
F 
little bit of rhythm that was brought up on
 
a swinging  
C 
street.
 
When the  
G7 
band starts playing she
F 
never 
 
stops..
 
Don’t you  
G7 
know she’s the Queen of the
F 
record 
 
hop?
 
That’s Patty  
C 
baby..the 
 
 
F 
girl with the dancing  
C 
feet.
G7 
Wow, 
 
Patty!!
 
Patty  
C 
baby..the 
 
 
F 
girl with the dancing  
C 
feet.
 
She’s the  
F 
kind of girl all the guys say they want to  
C 
meet.
 
From  
G7 
New York City down to
F 
Idaho, 
 
you’ll
G7 
see Patty baby
 
wher
F 
ever you go.
 
That’s Patty  
C 
baby..the 
 
 
F 
girl with the dancing  
C 
feet. 
 
Wooow!!
 
Patty  
C 
baby..the 
 
 
F 
girl with the dancing  
C 
feet.
 
Owww! that’s Patty  
C 
baby..the 
 
 
F 
girl with the dancing  
C 
feet.(Fade.)

Palisades Park

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Chords and lyrics for Palisades Park by Freddy Cannon

G# 
Last night I took a walk after dark
Fm 
A swingin’ place called Palisades Park
C# 
To have some fun and see what I could
D# 
see
 
G# 
I took a ride on a shoot-the-chute
Fm 
That girl I sat beside was awful cute
C# 
And after while she was holdin’ hands with
D# 
me
 
C# 
up like a rocket ship
Fm 
Down like a roller coaster
C# 
Back like a loop-the-loop
 
And a
D# 
round like a merry-go-round
 
G# 
We ate and ate at a hot dog stand
Fm 
We danced around to a rockin’ band
C# 
And when I could, I gave that girl a
D# 
hug
 
C# 
You’ll never know how great a kiss can feel
 
When you  
Fm 
stop at the top of a Ferris wheel
 
When I  
C# 
fell in lov
 
e down at Palisades Park
 
G# 
We ate and ate at a hot dog stand
Fm 
We danced around to a rockin’ band
C# 
And when I could, I gave that girl a
D# 
hug
 
C# 
You’ll never know how great a kiss can feel
 
When you  
Fm 
stop at the top of a Ferris wheel
 
When I  
C# 
fell in lov
G# 
e down at Palisades Park
 
 
Down at  
D# 
Palisades
G# 
Park
 
You know it’s  
D# 
Palisades
G# 
Park
 
Down at  
D# 
Palisades
G# 
Park

Has Anybody Seen My Girl

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Chords and lyrics for Has Anybody Seen My Girl by Freddy Cannon

C 
Five foot two,  
E7 
eyes of blue,
A7 
But oh, what those five foot could do.
 
Has  
D 
anybody 
 
 
G 
seen my  
C 
girl?
G7 
C 
Turned up nose,  
E7 
turned down hose,
A7 
All dressed up in fancy clothes,
 
Has  
D 
anybody 
 
 
G 
seen my  
C 
girl?
 
C7 
Now if you
E7 
run into a five foot two,
A7 
covered in fur..
D7 
Diamond rings and all those things,
G 
Bet your life it isn’t  
G7 
her.
 
G7 
But
C 
could she love,
E7 
could she woo.
A7 
Could she, could she, could she coo.
 
Has  
D 
anybody 
 
 
G 
seen my  
C 
girl?
 
C 
Five foot two,  
E7 
eyes of blue,
A7 
But oh, what those five foot could do.
 
Has  
D 
anybody 
 
 
G 
seen my  
C 
girl?
G7 
C 
Turned up nose,  
E7 
turned down hose,
A7 
All dressed up in fancy clothes,
 
Has  
D 
anybody 
 
 
G 
seen my  
C 
girl?
 
C7 
Now if you
E7 
run into a five foot two,
A7 
covered in fur..
D7 
Diamond rings and all those things,
G 
Bet your life it isn’t  
G7 
her.
 
G7 
But
C 
could she love,
E7 
could she woo.
A7 
Could she, could she, could she coo.
 
Has  
D 
anybody 
 
 
G 
seen my  
C 
girl?

Chattanooga Shoe Shine Boy

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Chords and lyrics for Chattanooga Shoe Shine Boy by Freddy Cannon

Eb 
Have you ever passed the corner of Forth and Grand?
 
Ab 
People gather round and they clap their hands..
 
he’s a  
Eb 
great big bundle of joy.
 
He pops the  
Bb 
boogie-woogie 
 
rag..the
Ab 
Chattanooga 
 
shoe-shin
Eb 
e 
 
b
Bb 
oy.
 
He  
Eb 
charges you a nickel just to shine one shoe.
 
You  
Ab 
feel as though you wanna dance when he gets through..
 
he’s a  
Eb 
great big bundle of joy.
 
He pops the  
Bb 
boogie-woogie 
 
rag..the
Ab 
Chattanooga 
 
shoe-shin
Eb 
e 
 
boy.
 
Eb7 
It’s 
 
 
Ab 
a wonder that the rag don’t tear..t
Eb 
he way he makes it pop.
 
You  
Ab 
ought to see him fan the air with his
Bb 
hoppity-hippity-hoppity-
 
He  
Eb 
opens up for business when the clock strikes nine.
 
Ab 
Everybody gets a little rise ‘n shine with the
Eb 
great
 
He pops the  
Bb 
boogie woogie rag..the
Ab 
Chattanooga 
 
shoe-shine
Eb 
boy.
 
Eb7 
It’s 
 
 
Ab 
a wonder that the rag don’t tear..t
Eb 
he way he makes it pop.
 
You  
Ab 
ought to see him fan the air with his
Bb 
hoppity-hippity-hoppity-
 
hippity-
B 
hop-hop-hop.
 
He  
E 
opens up for business when the clock strikes nine.
 
A 
Everybody gets a little rise ‘n shine with the  
E 
great
 
He pops the  
B 
boogie woogie rag..the  
A 
Chattanooga shoe-shine  
E 
boy.

Action

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Chords and lyrics for Action by Freddy Cannon

C 
Oh, baby, come  
G 
on, let me take you where the action is.
 
Oh, baby, come  
C 
on, let me take you where the action is.
 
Oh, baby, come  
G 
on, let me take you where the action is..
 
It’s so  
C 
neat to meet your baby where the  
G 
action 
 
 
C 
is.
 
In  
A 
every little town across the USA,
 
there’s a  
D 
spot where the people can go everyday.
 
Just  
G 
leave your problems and get away.
C 
Come on down and listen to the  
G 
guitars 
 
 
C 
play.
 
Whoo!  
A 
dance, dance, dance, when you hear that beat.
 
Whoo!  
D 
dance, dance, dance, get up off of your seat.
 
Whoo!  
G 
dance, dance, dance, let your backbone slip.
 
Let’s  
C 
go to the place on the  
G 
Sunset 
 
 
C 
Strip.
 
C 
Oh, baby, come  
G 
on, let me take you where the action is.
 
Oh, baby, come  
C 
on, let me take you where the action is.
 
Oh, baby, come  
G 
on, let me take you where the action is..
 
It’s so  
C 
neat to meet your baby where the  
G 
action 
 
 
C 
is.
 
If  
A 
all day long you been wanting to dance.
 
Well,  
D 
all night long you gonna have your chance.
 
So  
G 
don’t sit at home just twiddling your thumbs.
 
You  
C 
can’t resist the sound of the  
G 
driving 
 
 
C 
drums.
 
Whoo!  
A 
dance, dance, dance, when you hear that beat.
 
Whoo!  
D 
dance, dance, dance, get up off of your seat.
 
Whoo!  
G 
dance, dance, dance, let your backbone slip.
 
Let’s  
C 
go to the place on the  
G 
Sunset 
 
 
C 
Strip.
 
C 
Oh, baby, come  
G 
on, let me take you where the action is.
 
Oh, baby, come  
C 
on, let me take you where the action is.
 
Oh, baby, come  
G 
on, let me take you where the action is..
 
It’s so  
C 
neat to meet your baby where the  
G 
action 
 
 
C 
is. 
 
Whoo!
 
C 
Oh, baby, come  
G 
on, let me take you where the action is.
 
Oh, baby, come  
C 
on, let me take you where the action is.
 
Oh, baby, come  
G 
on, let me take you where the action is..
 
It’s so  
C 
neat to meet your baby where the  
G 
action 
 
 
C 
is. 
 
Whoo!

Abigail Beecher

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Chords and lyrics for Abigail Beecher by Freddy Cannon

A 
Hey, everybody get out of the  
D 
street 
 
 
A 
now.
A 
D 
A 
A 
I hear the roar of an X-K-
D 
E 
 
 
A 
now.
A 
D 
A 
D 
Sloppy sweater and pony tail,
 
And the  
E 
cop on the corner is turnin’ pale..
E7 
Whoo! It’s Abigail
A 
Beecher, 
 
our
D 
history
A 
teache
E 
r.
Eb 
D 
A 
 
A 
All the kids are just crazy a
D 
bout 
 
 
A 
her.
A 
D 
A 
A 
Central High would be a drag with
D 
out 
 
 
A 
her.
A 
D 
A 
D 
She knows her history from A to Z,
 
she  
E 
digs the Monkey and the Watusi..
E7 
Whoo! It’s Abigail
A 
Beecher, 
 
our
D 
history
A 
teache
E 
r.
Eb 
D 
A 
 
A 
We’re out in the hall and changin’  
D 
class..
A 
es,
A 
D 
A 
A 
she plays guitar, wears blue sun-
D 
glass..
A 
es.
A 
D 
A 
D 
She’s prim and proper and a real swinger,
 
She’s  
E 
gonna be a rock-and-roll singer.
E7 
Whoo! It’s Abigail
A 
Beecher, 
 
our
D 
history
A 
teacher.
 
A 
History class is getting’ bigger and  
D 
big…
A 
ger.
A 
D 
A 
A 
They come from miles cause they really  
D 
dig 
 
 
A 
her.
A 
D 
A 
D 
The P.T.A. was real sore,
 
when  
E 
she walked in with a red surf board.
E7 
Whoo! It’s Abigail
A 
Beecher, 
 
our
D 
history
A 
teacher.
A 
Whoo!…C’mon, girl…Aw, you’re too much!
A 
D 
A 
A 
Whoo! C’mon, girl..Whoo!
A 
 
D 
A