[ Предположительная тональность: Bb ] Bb Gonna hop in the hack then turn on the key, F Bb Pop in the clutch, let the wheels roll free, Eb Ab7 G7 Gb7 F7 Bb Not a cloud in the sky, such a sunny day, F Bb Push in the button, let the top ten play. Bb Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, F Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Bb Bb7 Eb Ebm Bb D7 Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away. G C Give me a little of that old time love, A7 D7 Cause I ain't never had near enough. G E7 A7 C7 Honey, walk that walk with style and grace, G G#7 C#m This ain't no knock-down drag-out race. A Bm/A It don't matter much, pick any gear, A Grind you a pound and drop the rear. Bm Baby, baby what can I say, A G/D D I'm here to drive those blues away. B I sent a letter to a man I know, B Said, "One for the money and two for the show." B I wait all summer for his reply A E Said, "Three to get ready and four to fly." C# Only two things in the world I love, A D F That's rock 'n' roll and my turtle dove. Bb F/A Eb/G F/A Bb When I was a young man I needed good luck, Cm7 Dm7 Bb/D F But I'm a little bit older now and I know my stuff. Bb Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, F Come on honey, let me sing 'em away, Bb Bb7 Eb Ebm Bb Oh, honey, let me sing your blues away.