Feelin' Alright
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		written by Dave Mason


play the whole song with barre-chords


Intro:   (A) D (A-D-C--G)  C-G   D	 ---> 2 times (this is the "main riff", play throughout verses)

          ^----(the notes in brackets are the notes played by bass;
		you can do it with guitar too)

Verse (with main riff)

Seems I got to have a change in scene,
'Cause ev'ry night I have the strangest dreams,
Imprisoned by the way things used to be, yeah
Left here on my own, so it seems,
I got to leave before I start to scream,
'Cause somebody locked the door and took the key!

D              F-G   G      G            D         F-G     ---> means play F shortly and slide up to G
Feelin' Alright,   I'm not feelin' too good myself 		(barre-chords)
D              F-G   G      G            D         F-G
Feelin' Alright,   I'm not feelin' too good myself
D 
Uuuuuuhhhoooh!


Verse:

Baby you sure took me on one big ride,
Even now I sit and wonder why,
And when I think of you I start to cry,
I know I can't get upset now, must keep dry,
I got to stop believin' in all your lies,
'Cause I've got too much to do before I die!


Chorus:

D              F-G   G      G            D         F-G
Feelin' Alright,   I'm not feelin' too good myself
D              F-G   G      G            D         F-G
Feelin' Alright,   I'm not feelin' too good myself, oh no.
D
Uuuuuuhhhoooh!


->change between D and G for the solo-beginning
  then do Chorus-"riff" for the solo


Feelin' Alright, yeah, I'm not feelin' too good myself, oh no!
Feelin' Alright, yeeahh! I'm not feelin' too good myself, ooooh hey!

solo again

Feelin' Alright, I'm not feelin' too good myself, oooh yeah!
Feelin' Alright, (get down? good night?)  I'm not feelin' too good myself, oh no!

Uuuuuuhhhoooh!

D




Also an all-time-favourite of mine...



Corrections, questions, comments and suggestions are always welcome, just e-mail me!


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