Souvenirs

C | G | F | C
C | G | F | C
Am | G7 | F7 | G7 | G7
C | G | F | F


[Verse 1]
C                  G    F       
Baby I think it’s over,    the 
           C
end is finally near.
C                           G    
Don’t wanna talk about it 
    F                   C
anymore,     I see it all so clear.
Am                          G    
     So pack your bags and move 
                   F               
on out, there ain’t nothing for you
G7 *        G7 *
 here
C                           G    
      I think you know it’s over 
        F                  C      
too, so why not disappear?
     C



C                          G     
Wait a minute baby, what’s that 
             F                     
you say? You really don’t think 
     C
it’s fair
      C                      G    
To send you outside into the cold,
                         F         
 cold night? Oh you poor, poor 
         C
girl, well I don’t really care.
 Am                           G   
      Coz you’ve been cold to me 
                  F                
so long I’m crying icicles instead 
       G7 *        G7 *
of tears.
C                           G    
      So pack your bags and move 
                    F              
on out, there ain’t nothing for you
 C       C      C     C
 here


[Sax Solo]
C | G | F | C
C | G | F | C
Am | G | F | G | G
C | G | F | C


[Verse 2]
C                G      F       
Baby I know it’s over,    I got 
       C
a last idea
C                            G   
       Don’t wanna leave you 
                 F             
empty handed, well I agree that 
         C
wouldn’t be fair.
   Am                              
So take along a little something to
   G                      F       
 remember me by, a little 
                 G7 *     G7 *
something to show that I care


[Chorus]
      C                    F      
|:   Step right up you poor little
       C                     F
 girl, step right up you poor little
 girl,
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C                     F          
Step right up you poor little 
       F                     G7   
girl, and take your Souvenirs.    
    G7
              :|

C                 G              
Step right up you poor, poor 
      F                C           C
girl, and take your Souvenirs.


[Verse 3]
C            Dm     F          Am
     Take my heart;   drain it dry.
C7            F                   
      I don’t blame you now, coz I
 Dm              G
 know you really tried.
C            Dm     F           
     Take my soul;    you can 
      Am
have my mind
           C7                  
But you’re never gonna get your 
 F                          Dm 
hands on my love, coz it’s mine, 
   G         C          C
mine, all mine.


C            Dm       F         
     Take my master;    you can 
         Am
have my slave.
C7                      F   
      When I’m dead and buried 
                  Dm             G
alive, you can always take my grave.
C             Dm           F    
      Take my body; well I know 
                      Am
you really think it’s fine
           C7                  
But you’re never gonna get your 
 F                              Dm
hands on my love, because it’s 
    G         C        C
mine, mine, all mine.


[Bridge 1]
F                      Bb/F      
Tell me now, now who’s playing 
             Bb/F             
this game, and which side do I 
      F
choose?
    F                      Bb/F   
I’m going downtown and I’m 
                   Gm/F            
spinning around, is there anyone I 
    F
can accuse?
D                        E     F
      What are the odds;    or 
           A
do I win or lose?
Dm                 C/E         F
Please sir, by the way, sir,    
         Ab    G7         G7     
   may I be excused?
   G7         G7



[Verse 4]
C            Dm      F          
     Take my sorrow;   I’m 
          Am
running out of joy.
C7                        F      
     When you’re tired of playing
                        Dm         
 with yourself, you can always take
    G
 my toys.
C            Dm    F            
     Take my baby; show her a 
        Am
real good time
C7                      F        
      You always were a super 
           Dm                    
dad, but as a lover you were less 
   G
than fine.


C            Dm             F   
     Take my jewels, well I know
                      Am
 you love to see them shine.
           C7                  
But you’re never gonna get your 
 F                              Dm
hands on my love, because it’s 
    G         C         C
mine, mine, all mine.


[Bridge 2]
F                      Bb/F      
Tell me now, now who’s playing 
             Bb/F             
this game, and which side do I 
      F
choose?
    F                      Bb/F   
I’m going downtown and I’m 
                   Gm/F            
spinning around, is there anyone I 
    F
can accuse?
D                        E     F
      What are the odds;    or 
           A
do I win or lose?
Dm                 C/E         F
Please sir, by the way, sir,    
         Ab    G7         G7     
   may I be excused?
   G7         G7


G7                      G7
     I don’t wanna play  with you no
 more


[Coda (play repeated section 8 times
 total. 4 vox / 4 sax solo)]
       C                       G  
|:         I don’t want to play 
          Am      Am            G
with you no more            :|
     G     G     G



[Chorus]
      C                    F      
|:   Step right up you poor little
       C                     F
 girl, step right up you poor little
 girl,
C                     F          
Step right up you poor little 
       G                    G
girl, and take your Souvenirs.
       C                     F    
       Step right up you poor 
         C                     F
little girl, step right up you poor 
little girl,
C                     F          
Step right up you poor little 
       G                      G   
girl, and take your Souvenirs.    
     G        G
                      :|


[Otro]
C                 G              
Step right up you poor, poor 
   F          F
girl,