Biography:
Roy Harper (born 12 June 1941) is an English folk / rock singer-songwriter and guitarist who has been a professional musician since the mid 1960s. He has released a large catalogue of albums as an artist (22 studio albums and 12 live albums) and his influence has been acknowledged by many musicians including Jimmy Page and Robert Plant of Led Zeppelin (who named the song "Hats Off to (Roy) Harper" after him), Pink Floyd (who invited him to sing guest lead vocals on their song "Have a Cigar")
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You Don’t Need Money - Roy Harper
All the verses use the same chord progression, but the last one ends on a hanging D chord. Enjoy.
D A G D
Nobody’s got any money in the Summer,
D A
Oh dear me, What a terrible drag
D A G D
I couldn’t get very much nummer than in Summer
Bb A
Beseeching The Rent Man
Bb A
To Be Soft as he can
Dm A
Cos I’ve got a little money coming when I sell my M.B.E
All the folkie student population wearing rucksacks
Taking my meal ticket over the seas
Half the blasted idiots are stuck in Yugoslavia
With hardly a Dina
And looking no cleaner
Than a Chinese wrestler’s jockstrap cooked in chip fat on a greasy day
Em7b5 Nat. harmonic 12 fret
Think What money can do for my tummy
Em7b5 Nat. harmonic 12 fret
Think my tummy can do for my mind
Em7b5 Nat. harmonic 12 fret
Think What a man can do for the world
Em7b5 Nat. harmonic 12 fret
For the Stars and infinity
Has anybody got any money for the strummer?
I won’t need much in my parasol shade
But I could have used a million quid a year ago last summer
To grace the Bahamas (With Al Stewart)
In see through pyjamas (With Al Stewart)
But never mind, I’m worth two buns, a sherbet and a liquorish root
Nobody’s got any money in the summer
Oh dear me, Stoned out my head in the park I’d say
But nobody needs any money in the summer
Except of course for storing
All the verses use the same chord progression, but the last one ends on a hanging D chord. Enjoy.
D A G D
Nobody’s got any money in the Summer,
D A
Oh dear me, What a terrible drag
D A G D
I couldn’t get very much nummer than in Summer
Bb A
Beseeching The Rent Man
Bb A
To Be Soft as he can
Dm A
Cos I’ve got a little money coming when I sell my M.B.E
All the folkie student population wearing rucksacks
Taking my meal ticket over the seas
Half the blasted idiots are stuck in Yugoslavia
With hardly a Dina
And looking no cleaner
Than a Chinese wrestler’s jockstrap cooked in chip fat on a greasy day
Em7b5 Nat. harmonic 12 fret
Think What money can do for my tummy
Em7b5 Nat. harmonic 12 fret
Think my tummy can do for my mind
Em7b5 Nat. harmonic 12 fret
Think What a man can do for the world
Em7b5 Nat. harmonic 12 fret
For the Stars and infinity
Has anybody got any money for the strummer?
I won’t need much in my parasol shade
But I could have used a million quid a year ago last summer
To grace the Bahamas (With Al Stewart)
In see through pyjamas (With Al Stewart)
But never mind, I’m worth two buns, a sherbet and a liquorish root
Nobody’s got any money in the summer
Oh dear me, Stoned out my head in the park I’d say
But nobody needs any money in the summer
Except of course for storing
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