A7      D          Em7  A7      D                Cdim     Em7   A7
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening, tell 'em I'll be there;
       Em7         A7           Em7    A7  Gdim       D   A7  D
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening,    save your pappy a chair.
A7       D       Em7     A7  D     A7      D      D7        G
When the party's getting a glow on    and singin' fills the air,
        Gm          Gdim             D          B7
In the shank of the night, when the doin's are right,
             Em7       A7       D    D
Well you can tell 'em I'll be there

[Verse]
Bb       Eb        Bb        Eb
I like a barbecue, I like to boil a ham
   Bb            Eb            Bb
And I vote for bouillabaisse stew. (What's that?)
 C          F            C           F
I'd like a weenie bake, steak and a layer cake
     C            F          C
And you'll get a tummy ache too
C#            F#       C#
We'll rent a tent or a teepee
F#7                 C#
Let the town crier cry "All's well!"
D7         Am7 D9   G       D7         Am7   D9    G
And if it's R - S - V - P, this is what I'll re - ply:

[Chorus]
A7      D          Em7  A7      D                Cdim     Em7   A7
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening, tell 'em we'll be there,
       Em7     A7          Em7    A7    Gdim      D   A7    D
If you need a pair of freeloaders    to fracture your af - fair.
  A7  D    Em7        A7  D     A7      D             D7      G
I may even give them Pagliacci -- now stand back and give him air
   Gm       Gdim            D          B7
If one can relax and we'll have a few yaks
             Em7       A7       D
And you can tell them we'll be there

[Verse]
  Bb             Eb         Bb          Eb
"Oui," said the bumblebee, "Let's have jubilee."
Bb               Eb            Bb        Eb
"When?" said the prairie hen, "Soon?"
  C                F        C                F
"Sure," said the dinosaur "Where?" said the grisly bear
C          F            C
"Under the light of the moon."
  C#              F#       C#       F#            C#
"How about your brother, jackass?" everyone gaily cried
  Am7           D9       G
"Are you coming to the fracas?" ("Ain't gonna blow it!"
   D7           Am7    D9   G      G7
And all the respects," he sighed

[Chorus]
        D          Em7  A7      D                Cdim     Em7   A7
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening, tell 'em I'll be there
        Em7         A7          Em7    A7  Gdim      D  A7  D
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening,    stick 'em on my hair
A7       D      Em7    A7  D      A7   D       D7        G
If perchance we look a bit peeked,  remember, "Se la guerre
          Gm          Gdim               D          B7
If we're still on our feet and there's something to eat
             Em7       A7       D
Well you can tell them we'll be there

[Chorus]
A7      D          Em7  A7      D                Cdim     Em7   A7
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening, tell 'em I'll be there
        Em7         A7           Em7    A7     Gdim    D   A7  D
In the cool, cool, cool of the evening, better save a chair
A7       D       Em7     A7  D  A7         D      D7        G
When the party's getting a glow   on and singin' fills the air
            Gm       Gdim        D          B7
If there's gas in my hack and my laundry is back
            Gm          Gdim          D           B7
If there's room for one more and you need me, why sure
        Gm        Gdim      D         B7
If you need a new face or a tenor or base
          Gm          Gdim           D          B7
If I can climb out of bed and put a head on my head
             Em7       A7       D
Well you can tell 'em we'll be there.