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Neil Young : Re-Ac-Tor
1981


  1. Opera Star
  2. Surfer Joe And Moe The Sleaze
  3. T-Bone
  4. Get Back On It

  5. Southern Pacific
  6. Motor City
  7. Rapid Transit
  8. Shots

Opera Star

RIFF:
A
e|----------------|
B|----------------|
G|----------------|
D|-7--5-----5-----|
A|-7-----7-----7--|
E|-5--------------|
INTRO: RIFF x4
VERSE 1:
G
So your girlfriend slammed the door shut
D
RIFF
x2
In your face tonight, but that's all right
G
Then she took off to the opera
D
RIFF
x2
With some high-brow from the city lights
D
Well you grew up on a corner
G
RIFF
x2
And you never missed a moonlit night
BRIDGE:
A
G
Some things never change
D/f#
F
They stay the way they are
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
CHORUS:
A
You were born to rock, you'll never be an opera star
D
A
You were born to rock, you'll never be an opera star
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
RIFF x4
So you stay out all night Gettin' fucked up in that rock and roll bar And you never get tired 'Cause your drugs are in a little jar You were born to rock You'll never be an opera star
BRIDGE:
A
G
Some things never change
D/f#
F
They stay the way they are
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
A
D
A
I was born to rock
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
RIFF x4
So your girlfriend slammed the door shut In your face tonight, but that's all right Then she took off to the opera With some highbrow from the city lights Well you grew up on a corner And you never missed a moonlit night
BRIDGE:
A
G
Some things never change
D/f#
F
They stay the way they are
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho
CHORUS:
A
You were born to rock, you'll never be an opera star
D
A
You were born to rock, you'll never be an opera star
D
E
Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho-Ho Ho-Ho-Ho


Surfer Joe And Moe The Sleaze

NOTE: RIFF #2 is variated in the song so improvise on that one.
RIFF #3 is not exact, it's only what I think sounds good.
D
A
(x8)
RIFF #1:
C
A
D
G
G#
e|----------|-----------|--
B|----------|-----------|--
G|--5-5-----|-7-7-------|--
D|--5-5--7--|-7-7--5-6--|--
A|--3-3--7--|-5-5--5-6--|--
E|-------5--|------3-4--|--
RIFF #2:
A
A
e|---------------------------|--------------------
B|---------3--1--3--1--------|--------1--3(bend)--
G|--2--2---------------2--2--|--2--2-------------- (x2)
D|--2--2---------------------|--2-----------------
A|--0--0---------------------|--0-----------------
E|---------------------------|--------------------
VERSE 1:
Am
C/g
Here's a story 'bout Surfer Joe
D/f#
He caught the big one
F
But he let it go
RIFF #3:
F
F/e
F/g
F/e
E
e|--1-1---1-1---1-1---1-1---0--
B|--1-1---1-1---1-1---1-1---0--
G|--2-2---2-2---0-0---2-2---1--
D|--3-3---3-3---3-3---3-3---2--
A|--3-3---3-3---3-3---3-3---2--
E|--1-1---0-0---0-0---0-0---0--
F
F/e
F/g
F/e
E
There's somebody satisfied with winning
VERSE 2:
Back on the boardwalk There's Moe the Sleaze Sells good things And aims to please He's almost even But he doesn't mind a handout
CHORUS:
D
A
D
A
Come on down for a pleasure cruise
D
A
D
A
We're all going on a pleasure cruise
D
A
D
A
Come on down for a pleasure cruise
D
A
D
A
Plenty of women, plenty of booze
RIFF #1
RIFF #2 (x2)
ALTERNATE VERSE:
Midway Esther and her sister Camille Used to fuck all day down under the ferris wheel But late at night, I can still see it spinning
VERSE 3:
Give your ticket To Moe the Sleaze He's the one that's weak in the knees His pants are baggy But you can see them shaking
VERSE 4:
I'll introduce you to Surfer Joe He may be there I really don't know We can only smoke garfong And watch him ride the big one
CHORUS
RIFF #1
RIFF #2 (x2)
SOLO: (over verse chords)
D
A
D
A
Come on down
D
A
D
A
We're all going
D
A
D
A
Come on down
D
A
D
A
Come on ...
RIFF #1
RIFF #2 (x2)
VERSE 1:
Here's a story 'bout Surfer Joe He caught the big one But he let it go There's somebody Satisfied with winning
Here's a story 'bout Surfer Joe He caught the big one And he let it go He's somebody He's somebody
D
A
D
A
Come on down
D
A
D
A
We're all goin'
D
A
D
A
Come on down
D
A
D
A
Women Booze


T-Bone

G
Bb
C
G
Bb
C
Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone
Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone No T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Got mashed potatoes Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone Ain't got no T-Bone


Get Back On It

E
G
D
A
E-x-x---------------|---------|---------|-0--------
B-x-x---------------|---------|---------|-2-3-2-3--
G-x-x---------------|---------|-7-7-----|-2-x-2-x--
D-2-2---------------|-5-5-----|-7-7---7-|-2-4-2-4-- etc...
A-2-2-----2-2-4p2---|-5-5---5-|-5-5-9---|-0-0-0-0--
E-0-0-3-4---------4-|-3-3-7---|---------|-x--------
A
Think I'll get back on the highway
D
I hope I'll see you soon
A
Get back on it Get back on it
D
Think I'll get back on the highway I hope I see you soon
A
Get back on it Get back on it
E
I May be late in comin' though
G
D
A
I got some things I gotta do
A
Don't let me see your tail lights
D
I pull a heavy load
A
Get back on it Get back on it
D
Don't let me see your tail lights I pull a heavy load
A
Get back on it Get back on it
E
There ain't no way to stop it though
G
D
A
Oh it might explode
SOLO: (over verse chords)
A
It's too late for General Custer
D
Too late for Robert E Lee
A
Get back on it Get back on it
D
It's too late for General Custer Too late for Robert E Lee
A
Get back on it Get back on it
E
But I'll get back on the highway
G
G
A
Before it's too late for me
A
Get back on it Get back on it
A
Think I'll get back on the highway
D
I hope I see you soon
A
Get back on it Get back on it
D
Think I'll get back on the highway I hope I see you soon
A
Get back on it Get back on it
E
I may be late in comin' though
G
D
A
I got some thing I gotta do


Southern Pacific

INTRO/FILL: (play 4 times)
Em
E|--------------------------|
B|--------------------------|
G|--------------------------|
D|--------------------------|
A|-----------2-----------2--|
E|--0--0--3-----0--0--3-----|
G
Em
Down the mountainside, to the coastline
C
Em
Past the angry tide, the mighty diesel whines
G
Em
And the tunnel comes, and the tunnel goes
C
Em
Round another bend, the giant drivers roll
Roll on, Southern Pacific On your silver rails On your silver rails Roll on, Southern Pacific On your silver rails, through the moonlight
SOLO: VERSE CHORDS
Em
I rode the Highball I fired the Daylight When I turned sixty-five I couldn't see right It was Mr. Jones, We've got to let you go It's company policy You've got a pension though Roll on, Southern Pacific On your silver rails, silver rails Roll on, Southern Pacific On your silver rails On your silver rails I ain't no brake man, Ain't no conductor But I would be though, If I was younger I got my gold watch, I put in my time Now I'm left to roll, Down the long decline Roll on, Southern Pacific On your silver rails, On your silver rails Roll on, Southern Pacific On your silver rails, through the moonlight
Em
"Southern pacific, number 9-4-3" "Arriving track number 7, get your baggage ready"


Motor City

G
e|------------|-----------------|------------|--------------|-
B|------------|-----------------|------------|--------------|-
G|------------|-----------------|------------|--------------|-
D|-----0------|--0--2--0-----0--|-----0-0----|--0-----------|-
A|--4---------|-----------4-----|--4---------|-----4--3--2--|-
E|------------|-----------------|------------|--------------|-
C
D
G
e|-------------|-----------|------------|-
B|-------------|-----------|------------|-
G|-------------|-----------|------------|-
D|------2-2----|--0--2--4--|--------0---|-
A|--4-5--------|-----------|--2--3------|-
E|-------------|-----------|------------|-
F
C
G
G
My old car keeps breaking down My new car ain't from japan
C
D
G
There's already too many Datsuns/Toyotas in this town
F
C
G
G
Another thing that's bugging me Is this commercial on TV
C
D
G
Says that Detroit can't build good cars anymore
C
D
G
C
G
Who's driving my car?
C
D
G
C
G
Who's driving my car now?
D
C
G
Who...?
SOLO
My army jeep is still alive It's got locking hubs and four wheel drive Ain't got no radio, ain't got no mag wheels Ain't got no digital clock
F
C
G
Ain't got no clock
My paint job is lookin' blue The whitewalls are missing too But I guess until I get my car back This'll do
F
C
G
CHORUS
SOLO: (over verse chords)
C
D
G
REPEAT UNTIL END:
D
C
G
Who...? Who's driving my car now?


Rapid Transit

A
riff2
Em7
riff1
Em7
|-------|-----------------||----3-----------|----3-----------||
|-------|-----------------||----3-----------|----3-----------|| x4
|-2-----|-----------2--0--||----0-----------|----0-----------||
|-2-----|--------2--------||----------0-----|----------0--2--||
|-0-----|--0--4-----------||-2-----2-----2--|-2-----2--------||
|-------|-----------------||-0--------------|-0--------------||
G
Em7
riff
x2
Rapid Transit
G
Em7
riff
x2
Public Service
A
riff
I'm standing in my line
Em7
riff
x2
Meltdown Containment I'm standing in my line
A
G
A
Hang ten pipeline, let's go trippin'
A
G
A
Hang ten pipeline, let's go trippin'
A
G
A
Hang ten pipeline, let's go trippin'
B
D
E
Every wave is new until it breaks
Em7
riff
Go!
Em7
riff
x4
Secret Service Public Enemy I'm standing in my line
Em7
riff
x2
Hang ten pipeline, let's go trippin' Hang ten pipeline, let's go trippin' Hang ten pipeline, let's go trippin' Every wave is new until it breaks
Em7
riff
Go!
Em7
riff
...


Shots

This is close to the acoustic demo of the song, with an extra verse
RIFF:
Am
F
e|----------------------
B|----------------------
G|---------------0------
D|------------2------3--
A|--0---0--3------------
E|----------------------
Am
F
Children
C
G
Am
F
Are lost in the sand clearing roads with little hands
C
E
Am
F
Trying to join their father's castles together again
C
G
Am
F
Will they make it? Who knows where or when
G
Old wounds will mend
Am
F
Shots
C
G
Am
F
Ringing all along the borders can be heard
C
E
Am
F
Comin' down like a venom in the sky
C
G
Am
F
Cutting through the air faster than a bird
G
In the night
Machines Are winding their way along, looking strong Building roads and bringing back loads Of building materials In the night Men Are trying to move the boulders on the ground Lines between the different spots that each has found But back home another scene was going down In the night Lust Comes creepin' through the night to feed on hearts Of suburban wives who learned to pretend When they met their dreams end In the night
Am
G
Fmaj7
But I'll never use your love you know I'm not like that
Am
G
Fmaj7
And so if you give your heart to me
Dm
E7
I promise to you
Dm
E7
Whatever we do
Fmaj7
G
C
Fmaj7
C
Fmaj7
That I will always be true