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Roland The Roadie And Gertrude The Groupie (Shel Silverstein)
(Spoken, n.c.)
Now Roland the roadie was only a toadie,
Who set up the lights and the mikes for the shows
And Gertrude the groupie was a rock and roll fan,
Who stood by the stage door in the rains and the snows
A D
Roland the roadie met Gertrude the groupie
A E
at a rock concert back in Bayonne
A D
He tried to seduce her, said he'd introduce her
E A
to all of the Beatles and Stones
A D
So Roland the roadie got Gertrude the groupie
A E
a seat in the balcony above
A D
And Gertrude the groupie felt grateful and groovy
E A
but Roland the roadie felt love
E A
And some folks loves ham hocks and some folks loves pork chops
E A
And some folks love vegetable soup
E A
But Roland the roadie loves Gertrude the groupie
E
But Gertrude the groupie loves groups
A D
She stood up and screamed as the amber spot gleamed
A E
on her heroes so skinny and tall
A D
With their eyelids so droopy, and Gertrude the groupie
E A
she was in love with them all
A D
Roland the roadie told Gertrude the groupie
A E
to wait and he'd be her man
A D
But while he dreamed of a rose covered home
E A
she was out with the group in the van
Hey Gertie, get out here, come on babe, come on out of there....
I know you're in there...
The whole trailer's moving baby....
What about me....Gertie... Oh Gertie
B E
Now Roland the roadie is back on the road,
B F#
his heart has been broken again
B E
And Gertrude the groupie waits out in the cold
F# B
for the very next group to come in
F# B
And some folks loves ham hocks and some folks loves pork chops
F# B
And some folks loves vegetable soup
F# B
And Roland the roadie loves Gertrude the groupie
F# B
but Gertrude the groupie loves groups....groups.....groups.....groups......
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