the Playmates
Beep Beep (the Little Nash Rambler)

Song : 
Bb
° = horn
Slow :

Bb7   Ebm    Bb7   Ebm   Bb7 Ebm     Bb7   Ebm
While riding in my Cadillac, what to my surprise.
Ebm           Bb7         Ebm       Bb7
A little Nash Rambler was following me,
 Ebm      Bb7      Ebm
about one third my size.
    Abm       Bb7           Ebm
The guy must have wanted to pass me up,
      Abm      Bb7         Ebm
as he kept on tooting his horn °°.
Ebm           Bb7    Ebm   Bb7   Ebm   Bb7    Ebm
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.
 
Chorus:
     Ebm        Bb7
Beep-beep,°° beep-beep°°
    Ebm       Bb7         Ebm
His horn went beep, beep, beep. °°

 
2.(A bit faster.)
Em          B7        Em     B7
I pushed my foot down to the floor,
   Em       B7      Em
to give the guy the shake.
Em                  B7             Em      B7
But the little Nash Rambler stayed right behind,
   Em        B7     Em
He still had on his brake.
    Am            B7      Em
He musta thought his car had more guts,
      Am       B7           Em
as he kept on tooting his horn °°.
     Em       B7     Em    B7    Em    B7     Em
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.
 
Chorus:
     Em         B7
Beep-beep,°° beep-beep°°
    Em        B7          Em
His horn went beep, beep, beep. °°

 
3. (Faster.)
Fm          C7   Fm      C7       Fm
My car went into passing gear and we 
     C7       Fm
took off with gust. 
Fm           C7    Fm
Soon we were going ninety,
Fm             C7     Fm
musta left him in the dust.
       Bbm          C7        Fm
When I peeked in the mirror of my car
  Bbm       C7          Fm
I couldn't believe my eyes.
Fm              C7          Fm      C7
The little Nash Rambler was right behind,
      Fm         C7        Fm
you'd think that guy could fly.
 
Chorus:
     Fm         C7
Beep-beep,°° beep-beep°°
    Fm        C7          Fm
His horn went beep, beep, beep. °°

 
4.(Faster.)
F#m         C#7     F#m         C#7    
Now we were doing a hundred and ten, 
   F#m          C#7   F#m
this certainly  was a race.
F#m              C#7    F#m    F#m        C#7    F#m
For a Rambler to pass a Caddy, would be a big disgrace.
    Bm            C#7       F#m
The guy must have wanted to pass me up,
      Bm      C#7          F#m
as he kept on tooting his horn °°.
F#m           C#7    F#m   C#7   F#m   C#7    F#m
I'll show him that a Cadillac is not a car to scorn.

Chorus:
     F#m         C#7
Beep-beep,°° beep-beep°°
    F#m        C#7          F#m
His horn went beep, beep, beep. °°

 
#5.(Very fast.)
Gm        D7      Gm          D7         Gm      D7      Gm
Now we're going a hundred and twenty, as fast as I could go.
Gm          D7           Gm      D7    Gm         D7    Gm
The Rambler pulled along side of me as if we were going slow.
    Cm            D7        Gm       Cm     D7        Gm
The fella rolled down his window and yelled for me to hear..
     Cm             Gm            D    D7       Gm
'Hey buddy how do I get this car, outa sec-ond gear?'