ADIOS HERMANOS 7 BORN iN PUERTO RICO 18 SATIN SUMMER NIGHTS 28 BERNADETTE +4 THE VAMPIRES 39 QUALITY 31 CAN i FORGIVE HiM 6 SUNDAY AFTERNOON 73 KiLLER WANTS TO GO TO COLLEGE 80 TIME iS AN OCEAN 94 VIRGIL 98 KILLER WANTS TO GO TO COLLEGE Il 10+ TRAILWAYS BUS 108ADIOS HERMANOS Music By PAUL SIMON Lyrics BY PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WaLcoTT Moderately slow with Capo a Firat Fret am DS volces- 2nd ime only We was. the mom-ing of Oc - to ber six nine = teen < sixty Twas wearing my CoPvnucitt ©1997 PauL SHON (BM AND DEREX WALCOTT (2M) Pogues ey PauL Simon ANUste (BMD InreswamonA Correct SECURED ALL Rice RESERVEDPre pasting to leave the howe of = D____ g Dmic ab Bmp} Db NC ome Brook In Maybe some of them had hopes = ing me a-gein Some e- ven said that myBim Judge Gar-ald Cul-kin, Would-n play it by the book May-be let us off the hook — But, EbmiDb Ds we Db ab Woh- 00+ wah, Tknew bet- ter to eave the pro jets am hm ross into an-oth-er nsigh-bor - hood — The blan cos and the nig - ger gangs Well,10 Bric © F Eim/Db De Gh kill you if they could — ‘An. gel of Mer ey, peo- ple are ver the world DS pi Spanish chil = dren — fon their knees tobe “a1 FA Bb Eo ¢ if ff i GiB ch c Db a Tiewe——An~ gel of Mercy, peo- ple are suff ‘ring all o = ver the is = and to night, =— sie-ters grieve fen-tered the court - room, state of New York Coun y of |New Yorkn am F ¢ Just some apie They serubbed of the side-walk Guilty by my dress Gull-ty im the press Let the Dic ElmiDb Db Ne (Capes man burn forthe mur- des ‘Will, the "Spanish Boys” had their day in court and now it was time for some am F @ Jaw and or- der The © - lee- trie chair For the greas-y- pair Si theDyysc ¢ ¢ g i if EbmiDb Db ne Db a judge 0 the court 1e-port~ er— A= fraid to leave the pro jects Bim To cross in-to an-oth-er neigh-bor The news pap-ers and the TV. erews— Well= il you if they could— ‘An ~ gel of Mer-cy peo - ple are+ Gh a Db Di could be killed. Gh cha But just et some white boy die and The worldis TE ab cy AT Well they— © S. am Db a Bh shack Hed"3 F @ Paice ¢ Hi i 4 tf i ta ct a Ei} Db NC. hheav- y belt Ebm/Db DE around my waist rain me And they shack ted ez, the "Um. bret-1a Man,” chained. be ~ Dh ode that Black = Mai =a Through the7 an F g Bim Gh ra stecots Ish Har - lem Call-iog old frends on the cor - ners Just 0 Psi © EbmDb Dh four prays up - on them Cry = jog A= dior Horsman am g Duc ¢ > E a ia Bln ab bm} Db A dior Hermon - 08 A = rBORN IN PUERTO RICO ‘Music By PAUL SIMON Lyrics sy PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WaLcoTT Moderately Dm op bm Commits ©7997 Pau SIMON (Bly AND DeRex Watcorr (BMD PUpuSHeD ey PAUL SIMOR Muse EMD InveRnATIONAL CoPYmlciy SEEURED. AU RIGHTS RESERVED.» wes bor in Pu : We came here— when I was a Be- fore resched the age— of rans ning withthe and we were wild He keeps look - ing but he dont 2 SSS20 Some guy from Lex - ing - ton or Park Red beans and rice = Fomit chen win dows. time— and the bar fone knows you like 1 No body can know your heart the mayu © Bb F Bb ¢ oer foe No-one can tes-ti- fy tall that youre been through but ——S bom in Puer = Span-ish Carib be + an We came hear wear - ing clothes —n shine Bhai? Ar Dm EEfo ff Your faso-"ly rented this a-part - ment ‘You'd wateh the street ~ lamps from your BA18 © ty ar steps farther in black Preached the fre of the Pen ta- cost - al Church No bod-y can know your heart the way Bb El No-one ein test «i= fy— to all that you're been through but born ia Pusr = 10 Ri4 2 Small change-- and sun- light, then Tle. these. stosts for good My days— as short as they were "Pm Carlo: Apache “Angel Soto “Frenchy Cordero’ “Babu Charl Cruz" Your feat- ures lured in15 Al = rainy pho = to ‘And fad - ing head tine Of the Daily News “Wilnsick School for Criminal Children, Gn Brooklyn House of D, Dannemora, —Sing-Sing, AID Greentaven, Twenty years inside, today you're freeuw You con- not e- ven read— ‘The pags es pil- ing up— in < fore the words— re ~ Tease you, the guard— Would bill the ight — ‘The sight —— you took The Cape - man for your name Twat bom in Puer-to Ri 1 was borin Pucr- to Ri7 play fve mes Bh © cPT pm op Dm op. Dm lay three times Dmaado DmSATIN SUMMER NIGHTS Music gy PAUL SIMON Lyrics By PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT T beon sloop = ing on the roof of my build ~ er than — the street off the av-en- ue T been watch = ing the set fing sux As enti © 997 PAUL-S¥Hon (hh avi Denek Watcors (EMD es Prussia PAUL SIMON Must i Inesoustonns Conver SECURED AL Ric RESERVED‘Tuen-ing n= to gold in the ball- way Span sh eyes eel and dust at soft — 29 my Yo tan - da Dane- To on old mel- brown cur My love, my ove come toT be- lieve Tin in the poser of Saint Laz - 2 ~ rus— And be in bis sight ter-bug days Tim livin, Well, they won't last forall of us, But they" lest for 2 tong sum-mer night —at 9 Am An Bo T can feel the fire. o- night Pon— pum (Gnsirumental tle) Pum pomst Ba- by, ba by, 1 seen you move in from a - cross the street J like the way you walk T the way you run—55 Pa pl this siot = Ma - ya glee This is the i+ land of Mie through the the roof Count the stars ver sudsat ‘uidado con ese tipo.” “Ay verdad te digo, ese tipo es tan sucio *Suciot Pom pum pum — “You ‘wastin’ your time, they don Pom— pum pum ba co You litle gheno weeds feel ike ‘lw’ you Be-na- na— col-ored light— skinned spios,— ‘You feel your— peel so. fine?33 Ym Her- nan deq— The Um = brel-la Man, DI Bh Your fu- ture’ locked in seeeeaeeee The Chap: ios and ‘The Gold ‘en Ouin-eas The Red Wiags— and The The Might-y Maw Maus, Those Shines from Brook - lyn They wantEy The Sav- age Skull, The Ford-ham Bald ‘They'll teat you like you're piss —— From the heart of the bare broth-er fuckers tuck on this SS Pum— pum pum ba 0 7 think we got something to talk abou You're a coolle from the tu Thats cooka7 Pom— pum pum be co bur you don’t get no respect "around here unless T “mean, you ether belong or you get_hurt you Belong. to a" bopping gang Or you could buy some: provetion from me” “Cause if someone’ gor to die To pay for the shit they done beclieve in an eye for an eye—— What do you be-tieve in, Sskvaedor Age ron?38 Sef-or Ag ~ sont. Pm in the pow-er of Saint Laz - he watches ov-er us all Don't tear + pat This sat38 THE YAMPIRES ‘Music sy PAUL SIMON Lyrics BY PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT Well, did you bring me my mon- ey, "got expentes, you know Where's my weekly duet?" Corvatcit ©1997 PAUL SIMO (BAAD AX Danek WaLcorr (GM Pupustes ev Pav Sidon Muste (EAA Inremnariout Corvaich SEEURED AU RIGHTS ResenveD,40 ens D7, cm Gm "ain't ving you my fucking money” “Oye, mother fucker, where's Ss 7 \S this bara from? You go when I say ‘You know it takes a strong — man to survive Te io no ae- Ge dent that cm om x6 Dr, cm la 0 ise a youre alll a. tive. cee ee nia for the neigh- borAL Gm ens D7 cm Gm Spe cm He sil ives wih his mami, but he sneaks doven, ‘You want‘o fight for your people, don't you, Sal? ‘A coolie in the shadow of he playground Gm gps pr cm Gm ems cm "Welk yeah, gor." \ This is the cave of the Vam - pires, Count rac w= tae Dr cm Gm Ens Dy cm The ver- y sight could turna Made in the shade, use my_um-brel- 1a Black like the night we a see 36 filos. Ass, a : Hl. That blades all you nead—__to keep the dogs a = way “So, you wantto be ‘vampire, man! That's good We always looking for youre blood inthe neighborhood ‘now Carlor Apache collet the dues So you ws something we can wse4 got the balls, than come on, met = te mang, "Frenchy Cordero goer downto Hels Kitchen to sel the Irish some weed It you So ths Paddy boy's mother on the woop stars bitchin* ‘Now here comes her son he look ike aton ‘Bout sples isa morgel breed ‘of corned bee lonting in beer he ways" FFuck-ing Puer-to- Ri- can dope-——deal-ing punk Get your shit- brown ass out of here44 om ens Dr ns the neigh- bor - hood "So the shantytown Irish they kicked his ss good Factured his collar bone (Coto, all was nding ts, "What home ofthe brave? Thisa fucking wer tone!" Me you 1B.got the balls then Rpt co - jon ee45 Dp x6 Gm Bhs ats an Ging “4 i fa ar ue it ir repeat ad ts |Past has agg abi Gms Ang i me Ae i ue NC play thie times b pic Gag nb > pic ons46 BERNADETTE ‘Music By PAUL SIMON Lyrics 8Y PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT ‘Moderately fat S op pop a6 6 pm oD (Dp oD c op 9 9D Bm oD op You're the oc oD S cp bm oD |p oD s you my fu-ture seens bright gil of my. dreams When I'm Copvatctt ©1997 PAUL SMMON (BA) AD DEREK WALCOTT (Bhth PStusren ay Paul SIMON Music (BMI, InesnatiOnAl COPYRIGHT SECURED. Att RicHTS RESERVEDa You g0t and T need you so Though my from your air48 cp op bm oD Dp oD Eo Eo may be jum- bled Stil Tm tell ing you just how a Ghas Foaz Bites Dhs pai 6 a Coen) and the breece that wraps around Satin sum-mer aight49 gp. G Fe [© wo Youre the emile ofthe moon Bemm- a dete 1 ln50 vont sail [2 Theresa place When the eaves ave dark bid ing ples inAnd the skys os DA. Theres wood = en cross Papapel ete 72 |e ete ret 1G, DA D Orenst QUALITY Music ay PAUL SIMON Lyrics By PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT A with Capo a fest Fret Bb The way you r fr Convrucir © 1997 PAULSiMoN (@M avo Dene Watcorr (SAh Puausieo ay Pave Sumon Music BM, IsTeRNATIONAL COPYRIGHT SECURED ALL RIGHTS RESERVEDWS got qual- Come on ba - by, les go Come on ba - by now dont Little gill you sure look good to me———___ The way you Step inthe light 0 The way youst Ws got sual Are you ny— 7 ——— Ite got gu Be + fal young— boy. aPass - ing through my— ‘And may- be sors row and my joy36 10 Coda © F one day fsios ens ESSE ‘Tempo faster by, Leth rock T want 10 spend my sao a=The way you Wes got qual - i v D inrumental slo ee!38 iy time they see the They sy Gon 0 that boy eet They & By Yy time th me3° DS al Coda © to know — Tempo I- festerThe way youaCAN i FORGIVE HIM Music sy PAUL SIMON Lyrics By PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT Modaretely slow Bb o, Dact Bais ‘one © 97 Pau Sion il axy DeREE WALCOTT (Mlb TUBHED PAUL SOON ANUSIC UnrennatcnAt Corttert SEEURen AL Res RSEAVEDcy Gai? Fin hides the child Tr numed and“a fe God and Batt blome—rf taal state will see to that Tam Elo stote will see to that, 1am Em Fn? aby rd i mosso ‘You Span- ish poe ple you come—— to this count - rya ong ET Nothing here changes you lives oe Uneprate- fal im mig-ramts ask = ing for pit = y When all of your an -swers are This di y makes Bing Ebno Abn? ‘Capes and um id7 Abr cm T have to face this hor = ron, sen orea My te Abs Em ET a tempo - Slower 7 if ae ae Sess But [think you'd have to be mpis DUE Eh DME ‘o- pen your hear af - ter sucha Can fore give him? —— fi &. Hae ae can 1 for- give him? = No 1 can 2 he a6 no : ee i wt ee SSS EEE z =z ae = =a Can I for-give him No, I can not Friends be~ cometempo sion is hard ta ex- ‘atempo Elta i press in — ‘The temb-ling flow ers they bring uF BL DHE Bb pis Fear in the roots and the stem What hop- pened 19 me— They know. could to them 1 forgive him?70 Can_I_for- give him, No ee On-ly God But we go con say For ceived aEbb Bl 7 With this cross we call our Fm ‘tempo H Eset after wave at ter = shocks eve that its tue There must be some mis take i7 ‘You drift through this night- more from which you cant Can_1_for-give him? 1_for- sive him? pbs As fee 1 for- give him,78 SUNDAY AFTERNOON ‘Music gy PAUL SIMON Lyrics By PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT Freely A tempo - Moderately E7 Am OB © CCovvatctt ©1597 PAUL SIMON (BMI) AND DeREk WaLcorr (Mh PUushes ev PAUL Simon Mtuste (EM Inennanonat COnvMEHT SecUReo ALL icHTs RESERVED74 ED J fold - ing a round us, the af ter-noon sum Sight fe. fy aicane i eaanesaneesant The dishes are don The build = ings ¢ Ey, tall a our moun = tains. Slice through the Am By, a and cut off the75 ‘a you are But when 1 pear the A+ quien ~ dance to-geth7 Te been un = Iuck=y with two hus: bands #s. and wom - en friends “Then that o-arite who beat you land presehed a-bout fe pent = ance = noth + er Sun = day77 nother bard work ing Mon-day Ym sit hop - ing— for the raise they prom- ised would not have to wall poco rt could speak the lan - guage eas78 Atempo ror) ie te with res = ig The bar = - o's ound - es— Keepyoor bi- ble79 Am Br, E80 KILLER WANTS TO GO TO COLLEGE ‘Music BY PAUL SIMON Lyrics By PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT Moderate shuffle beat A, Et on 87 Pau Suto GM ig Deny Wntcorr MI Pugusteo ey PAUL Simo Music MI InTeRNATIONAL COPYRIGHT SECURED ALL Reefs staveal Fim Hie wonts 10 get his pa- role Will ro-lease im in the fall — He wane to tlk a- bout his booket Make my life Tot the style— 1 got the look boy used to be on Wi he callout to his math - “ia-ma you can watch me83 A, Fim ‘An-oth- er bull - shit dog - ree Tell the t= tle town— "You aint got noth-in’ to be seared a - boutat TIME iS AN OCEAN ‘Music ay PAUL SIMON Lyrics By PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT ‘Moderately, with a strong beat ne ee ee sus speaks through ma, CComvaicit ©1967 PAUL SIMON (BMI) aN Danek WaLcorr (BMH Punusteo ay Pau Suwon Muste GMD LWeTERNATIONAL COMRGHT SECURED. ALL RIGHTS eSERVED,as Chas es Bm walked — through the —— Gmaj? En death = row—— tothe shore — T fave sum - bled through sil = vy as Gea Chars HT Bm86 oygao Aged Chm Tt took me Bm? HT Gao four years Eny And two more FHT Bma7 FH A wild boy from the streets of EI Bar - io ‘An or- phan from the —, hills_of Ma - ya- guez 1 wrote my stor = y flew from— the poge And— my soul io Bm Gna? A88 Bm base Chass Abas Gea bass bas.89 En, Gasas A. ny? Cim7s HY Bai Gato Dade A,90 Bm? Em? ‘Where the Lat = in Hy Bm Cheats ie HH? Bin Em Fymn Agda9 Bm agi? gu nal > do makes you dream you Em? jms Ft Bm? «iS am your2 2 bse bass Ffbass bas: Abs bass%8 Gaea9 A Cor + sees tion= at fa- ail = Thats what they En Gaaa9 But look a - round ofits 7 Bai aaa Dai? Omi? A. a ‘Where the snow and guards are white.24 Bm Eat HT Bm? 1 you want to keep your san Youll wach your «elt bot tered welwe = year = old ‘You came here— sum and —— 4 Fi Bin By the streets left be = hind:9s, FH Bat ‘Though all your— Nev = er thought% Th keep your sy good = bye Gm? A ee Mm keep your SF Bm Gmgj? A97 Bn Eng FT Ba98 VIRGIL ‘Music sy PAUL SIMON Lyrics By PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT ‘Steady 2beat Asuse Dm Corrmast ©1957 PAUL SIMON (BMI AND Dene WaLcorr (MI) Buauisnes ev PAUL Smiow Music GM) Invenwarionat COMRIGHT SECURED AL. RIGHS RESERVED99, four grown child [cant af ford their. ed = ws — T been a pris-on guard for four - teon— year100 Insrumentl solo on DS Since hes been here he fol - Towed ev ~ "ty het got the ight to oa to school, Dtbass bass Fbass bass iy by the courte de = {end instrumental ole)1 gua There aint — no 1 ike that ‘And hides be 101 Win = ches way that ra hind the Con Up. siete No - vem - ber when the air No way in hell that smart ass sple— eRe ralestor a Smells ke hunt = og sen = som poss free Not while Tm in this in - sti w (0 Code ® to keep your Hes smart yeah and hes A trou = Je mak-or if 1 ever seen oneCoda Next you know 108lot KILLER WANTS TO GO TO COLLEGE I Fim Music ey PAUL SIMON Lyrics BY PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT ‘Moderate shuffle beat A 1 know you're tying Corraistt ©1997 PAUI-SIMON (BAI) AND Deak Watcorr (3Mb PUpustes av PAUL Simon MUste (Mh InenwarionAt Corymtant SeeuseD ALL RoisTs Reseaveo 10 pro105 Fim for an = oth = er rath With your lan - guage and your From my ig no-rance and youth Hey 1 did not come to My lle nev = er made much —106 You're my on ae 1 don't un- der-stend— your ly sign my ver Toamed—But Tim not the on - ly one to blame, 1 have to stand up for-my. hat 107 The streets were dark with108 TRAILWAYS Bus ‘Music by PAUL SIMON Lyrics BY PAUL SIMON AND DEREK WALCOTT ‘Moderately lowing E if pa-sen- ger tv Copynicit ©2957 PAUL SUMON (84 AND Derek Watcorr (BM) Pomusveb ev Pavi Simon Mosie MD InseRHUATIONAL Convict SeeUNED. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED| 5, Ef sleep = less A — = = tS Over the eres of the moun - tin the moon be gn. A ae Ie ty == == = Bape wakes to find hes in roll - ing farm — tan farm - er sleeps a gains his wifeNo He won - dere what their ite A. Trail ways buss oad- ing to Wash - ing ton D. —— moth er and cil the ba = by maybe two months oldSS Pre - pare them selves— for sleep and teed - i The — shad-ow of the Cap 4 tol dome slides with thewe A. shop herd rest = ing with his The Teil ways bus torn ingts, The desert moon know you'll soon beer.ut pull in= to down - town Dal - tas by leader fel the side of the Grass - y Knoll where the A+ way from the feel sman-y years He hears mu sic play iog— and Spm = ish spo = kenD7 Instrumental solo mf ET Dor-der pa o mp fot + side of Tue = son boarded the bus.You bet ter cheek with uk — How ‘bout you son? You look like you got Span- ish blood - “Ha Bla tn = les." am Tune der = stood?7 T come to earth from out And if 1 taveelled my whole You guys would still be You guys would tillts he cant eave his fears He recalls ech fa The screams