Eyolf Østrem

A
You may be an ambassador to England or France,

You may like to gamble, you might like to dance,

You may be the heavyweight champion of the world,

You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls

                         D
But you're gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
                     A
You're gonna have to serve somebody,
      E                      D7
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
                         A
But you're gonna have to serve somebody.

Intro:
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G      C     G/b G            C     G/b   D/a    G
 Lenny Bruce is  dead but his ghost lives on and on
G         D              C      G           C       G/b Am G D
Never did get any Golden Globe award, never made it to  Syna-non.
C C           G      C(/g)       G
    He was an outlaw, that's for sure,
C(/g)        G           C G/b Am  G   D/f#    (C/e)
  More of an outlaw than you   e - ver were.
G      C     G/b G            C        G/b    D7 C/d   G
 Lenny Bruce is  gone but his spirit's livin' on   and on.

Maybe he had some problems, 

Album version

Dropped C tuning (C-A-d-g-b-e’)
Capo 4th fret (sounding key E major)

Highway 61 Revisited version

C                    Dm7
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
    C/e                   F              G
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
C                    Dm7                 C/e
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
    F                     G
You thought they were all    kiddin' you
F           G
 You used to laugh about
F                  G
 Everybody that was hangin' out
F         C/e  Dm7     C
 Now you don't talk so loud
F         C/e  Dm7     C
 Now you don't seem so proud

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Am                              G
Tweeter and the Monkey Man were hard up for cash.

E
Seven --------------
      seven --------
            seven---
        

           A     F#m     D
... deadly sins
       E6            A       F#m   D
That's how the world begins
      E6                A    F#m   D
Watch out when you step in
    E6           A    F#m    D
For seven deadly sins
E6           A    F#m   D
Seven deadly sins
       E6             A     D
That's when the fun begins
A7
[seven deadly sins]
        

D                             E

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   C         F    C   Am G    C          F     C     Am  G
He love your sexy body,    he loves your dirty mind
   C     F        C    Am G  C        F      C     Am  G
He loves when you hold him,  grab him from behind
    

F  Em           F             Em
Oh baby, you're such a pretty thing
F                    Em                    G
I can't wait to introduce you to the other members of my gang
    

You don't need no wax job, you're smooth enough for me

C . Dm . Em . Dm
Do you remember Bob Gibson?
C . Dm . Em . Dm

[harmonica]
C . Dm . Em . F
C . Dm . Em . Dm
            

C        Dm   Em             Dm        C      .    Dm . Em . F .
Tell old Bill, when he comes home this morning,
C        Dm         Em       F         G  C/g  G7 C/g  G  C/g G7 C/g
Tell old Bill, when he comes home this evening,
C        Dm         Em         F
Tell old Bill, when he comes home,
   C          Dm       Em     F
to leave them downtown girls alone,