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Jason's Song Book
November 11th, 2009
16 TONS
Merle Travis
1.
Ref.:
Am
G
F
E
Now, some people say, a man's made out of mud,
Am
G
F
E
But a poor man's made out of muscle and blood.
Am
C
Dm
Muscle and blood, skin and bone,
Am
E
Am
G
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong.
F
E
Am
G
F
E
You load sixteen tons, and what do you get ?
Am
G
F
E
Another day older and deeper in depth.
Am
G
F
E
St.Peter, don't you call me, 'cos I can't go.
Am
E
Am
G F E
I owe my soul to the company store.
2.
I was born one morning in drizzeling rain,
Fighting and Trouble is my middle name.
I was raised in a cane break by an old mama lion,
Can't no high tone woman make me walk the line.
Ref.:
You load sixteen tons, ...
3.
I was born one morning, when the sun didn't shine.
I picked up my shovel, and I walked to the mine.
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal,
And the strawboss hollered: "Well, bless my soul !"
Ref.:
You load sixteen tons, ...
4.
If you see me coming, you better step aside.
A lot of men didn't, and a lot of men died.
I got a fist of iron and a fist of steel,
If the right one don't get you, then the left one will !
1952 Vincent Black Lightning
ARTIST: Richard Thompson
Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motorbike
A girl could feel special on any such like
Said James to Red Molly, well my hat's off to you
It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952
And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme
And he pulled her on behind
And down to Box Hill they did ride
/ A - - - D - / - - - - A - / : / E - D A /
/ E - D A - / Bm - D - / - - - - A - - - /
Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right hand
But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man
I've fought with the law since I was seventeen
I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine
Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22
And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you
And if fate should break my stride
Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride
Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae
For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery
Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside
Oh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside
When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left
He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
But he smiled to see her cry
And said I'll give you my Vincent to ride
Says James, in my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeveses won't do
They don't have a soul like a Vincent 52
He reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
He said I've got no further use for these
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home
And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride
40 Miles from Denver
Yonder Mountain String Band
Intro:
A E F#m E
D A F#m Fm
D A A E G D
Verse:
A
E
F#m
It's a cold, cold moon out tonight
D
A
And it's a cold, cold point on your
D
A
A
Could I call myself a man if I left
E
F#m
knife
E
G
D
by the morning light?
Chorus:
C
G
D
A
And I'd be 40 miles from Denver when you woke up all alone
G
D
D
A
C
G
I'd be 40 miles from Denver and three days from my home
C
G
Em
F C
In that cool mountain air, on an Appalachian trail
F
C
G
Ohh, life is better there
It's a lonely road to travel on
But I've stood here waiting much too long
And I'd rather leave this minute than try to carry on
And I'd be 40 miles from Denver headed east bound on the track
I'd be 40 miles from Denver and trying to get back
To that cool mountain air, on an Appalachian trail
Ohh, life is better there
It's a cold, cold moon out tonight
And it's a cold, cold point on your knife
Could I call myself a man if I left by the morning light?
And I'd be 40 miles from Denver when you woke up all alone
I'd be 40 miles from Denver and three days from my home
In that cool mountain air, on an Appalachian trail
Ohh, life is better there (4x)
A Boy Named Sue
Shel Silverstein
G
My daddy left home when I was three
C
And he didn't leave much to Ma and me
D
G
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
G
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
C
But the meanest thing that he ever did
D
G
Was before he left, he went and named me 'Sue.'
Well, he must o' thought that is was quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named 'Sue.'
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made me a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man that give me that awful name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me 'Sue.'
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
>From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' how do you do! Now you gonna die!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down but, to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I know I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said good-bye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's that name that helped to make you strong."
He said: 'Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you 'Sue'.'
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I come away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but sue! I still hate that name!
All For Me Grog
Dubliners
Chorus:
G
C
G
And it's all for me grog, me jolly jolly grog
D
All for me beer and tobacco
G
C
Well I've spent all me tin with the ladies drinking gin
D
D7 G
Far across the western ocean I must wander
Verse 1:
I'm sick in the head and I haven't been to bed
Since first I came ashore with me plunder
I've seen centipedes and snakes
And my head is full off aches
And I'll have to make a path for way out yonder
Chorus:
Verse 2:
Where are me boots, me noggin' noggin' boots
They're
You see
And the
And the
all gone for beer and tobacco
the sole's were gettin' thin
uppers were letting in
heels are looking out for better weather
Chorus:
Verse 3:
Where is me shirt me noggin' noggin' shirt
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
You see the sleeves they got worn out
And the collar was turned about
And the tail is looking out for better weather
Chorus:
Verse 4:
Where is me wife me naggin' naggin' wife
She's all gone for beer and tobacco
You see her front it got worn out
And her tail been kicked about
And I'm sure she's looking out for better weather
Chorus:
Verse 5:
Oh, where is me bed me noggin' noggin' bed
It's all gone for beer and tobacco
You see I sold it to the girls
And the springs they got all twirls
And the sheets they're looking out for better weather
Chorus:
G
BAD MOON RISING
by Creedence Clearwater Revival
( CCR )
D
A
G
D
I see a bad moon arisin'
A
G
D
I see troubles on the way
A
G
D
I see earthquakes and lightning
A
G
D
I see bad times today
CHO...
G
D
Well don't go round tonite, it's bound to take your life
A
G
D
There's a bad moon on the rise
I
I
I
I
hear
know
feel
hear
hurricanes a blowin'
the end is coming soon
rivers over flowing
the voice of rage & ruin
Well don't go round tonite, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite well prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is takin' for an eye
Don't go round tonite, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Don't go round tonite, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise
Beer Run
Todd Snider
Intro Riff (also used several times throughout the song as a lead in to
the chorus):
E---0---2---4-------A----------------0--- leads into A chord
Chorus
(A)B double E double R – U – N beer run
(A)B double E double R – U – N (E)beer run
(A)All we need is a ten and a fiver
(D)A car, and a key, and a sober driver
(A)B double E double (E)R – U – N (A)beer run
(A)A couple of frat guys from Abilene
Drove (E)out all night to see Robert Earl Keen
At the (F#m)KPIG Swine and Soiree dance
They wore (D)baseball caps and khaki pants
They (A)needed cigs so to (E)save a little money
They (A)bought one off a hippie that (D)smelled kinda funny
The (A)next thing they knew they was (E)both really hungry and. . .
(Bm)Pretty thirsty (E)too
Chorus
(A)Found a store with a sign said their beer was coldest
(E)Sent in Brad ‘cuz he looked the oldest
He got a (F#m)case of beer and a candybar
Walked (D)over to where the registers are
Laid his (A)fake I.D. on the (E)countertop
The clerk (A)looked and turned, and looked (D)back and stopped
He said,(A) “Boy, I ain’t gonna (E)call the cops . . . but (Bm)I am
gonna keep your (E)card.”
The (Bm)guys took it pretty (E)hard
Chorus
(A)B double E double R – U – N beer run
(A)B double E double R – U – N (E)beer run
(A)Oh how happy we would be
(D)Had we only brought a better fake ID
(A)B double E double (E)R – U – N (A)beer run
(A)We met another old hippie named Sleepy John
(E)Claimed to be the one from the Robert Earl song
So they (F#m) gave ‘em their cash, he bought ‘em some brews
(D)It was a beautiful day in Santa Cruz
(A)Feelin' so good, (E)shoulda been a crime
(A)Crowd was cool and the(D)band was primed
(A)They made it back up to their seats (E)just in time to (Bm)sing
with all their (E)friends
"The (Bm)road goes on forever and the (E)party never ends"
Chorus
Big River
A
Well I taught that weeping willow how to cry cry cry,
B
E
Taught the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
A
D
Tears I cried for that woman are gonna flood you big river,
A
E7
A
And I'm a gonna sit right here until I die.
A
I met her accidentally in St. Paul, Minnesota,
A
B
She tore me up everything I heard her drawl,
E
That southern drawl.
A
Well I heard my dream went back downstream,
D
Cavortin' in Davenport,
A
E7
A
And I followed you big river when you called.
Well I followed her down to St. Louie,
Later on down the river,
Trader said she's been here,
But she's gone, boy, she's gone.
Well I followed her down to Memphis,
But she just walked off the bus,
She raised a few eyebrows and she went on down alone.
Well I've gotten on down to Baton Rouge,
River Queen roll on,
Take that woman down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
I give up, I've had enough,
Followed my blues on down to the gulf,
She loves you big river more than me.
Big Iron
Marty Robbins
Am...Em...Am
|C
|Am
To the town of Agua Fria rode a stranger one fine day
|C
|Am
Hardly spoke to folks around him didn't have too much to say
|F
|C
No one dared to ask his business no one dared to make a slip
|Am
for the stranger there amongst them had a big iron on his hip
|F
|C
Big iron on his hip
|C
|Am
It was early in the morning when he rode into the town
|C
|Am
He came riding from the south side slowly lookin' all around
|F
|C
He's an outlaw loose and running came the whisper from each lip
|Am
And he's here to do some business with the big iron on his hip
|F
|C
big iron on his hip
|C
|Am
In this town there lived an outlaw by the name of Texas Red
|C
|Am
Many men had tried to take him and that many men were dead
|F
|C
He was vicious and a killer though a youth of twenty four
|Am
And the notches on his pistol numbered one an nineteen more
|F
|C
One and nineteen more
|C
|Am
Now the stranger started talking made it plain to folks around
|C
|Am
Was an Arizona ranger wouldn't be too long in town
|F
|C
He came here to take an outlaw back alive or maybe dead
|Am
And he said it didn't matter he was after Texas Red
|F
|C
After Texas Red
|C
|Am
Wasn't long before the story was relayed to Texas Red
|C
|Am
But the outlaw didn't worry men that tried before were dead
|F
|C
Twenty men had tried to take twenty men had made a slip
|Am
Twenty one would be the ranger with the big iron on his hip
|F
|C
Big iron on his hip
|C
|Am
The morning passed so quickly it was time for them to meet
|C
|Am
It was twenty past eleven when they walked out in the street
|F
|C
Folks were watching from their windows every-body held their breath
|Am
They knew this handsome ranger was about to meet his death
|F
|C
About to meet his death
|C
There was forty feet between them when they stopped to make their
|Am
play
|C
|Am
And the swiftness of the ranger is still talked about to-day
|F
|C
Texas Red had not cleared leather when a bullet fairly ripped
|Am
And the rangers aim was deadly with the big iron on his hip
|F
|C
Big iron on his hip
|C
|Am
It was over in a moment and the folks had gathered round
|C
|Am
There before them lay the body of the outlaw on the ground
|F
|C
Oh he might have gone on living but he made one fatal slip
|Am
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
|F
|C
Big iron on his hip
Big iron Big iron
|C
|Am
When he tried to match the ranger with the big iron on his hip
The Big Rock Candy Mountains
One (D)evening, (A7) as the (D) sun went (A7)down
And the (D) jungle (A7) fires were (D)burning,
Down the track came a (A7) hobo, (D) hamming,
And he said, "Boys, (A7)I'm not (D) turning.
I'm (G)headed for a (D) land that's (G) far a-(D)way
Be-(G)side the crystal (A)fountains.
I'll (D)see you (A7) all this (D)coming (A7) fall
In the (D)Big Rock (A7) Candy (D)Mountain.
Verses:
In the (D)Big Rock Candy Mountains
There's a (G)land that's fair and (D)bright,
Where the (G)handouts grow on (D)bushes
And you (G)sleep out ev'ry (A)night,
Where the (D)boxcars are all empty,
And the (G) sun shines ev'ry (D)day
O the (G)birds and the (D)bees
And the (G)cigarette (D)trees,
The (G)rock rye (D) springs
Where the (G) whang doodle (D) sings
In the (A7)Big Rock Candy (D)Mountains.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
All the cops have wooden legs,
And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth
And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs.
The farmer's trees are full of fruit
And the barns are full of hay.
O I'm bound to go, where there ain't no snow,
Where the sleet don't fall and the wind don't blow
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
You never change your socks,
And the little streams of alkyhol
Come trickling down the rocks.
The shacks all have to tip their hats
And the railroad bulls are blind,
There's a lake of stew and of whiskey, too,
And you can paddle all around in a big canoe
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains,
The jails are made of tin,
And you can bust right out again,
As soon as they put you in.
There ain't no shorthandled shovels
No axes, saws or picksI'm a-going to stay, where you sleep all day
Where they boiled in oil the inventor of toil
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains.
Bile Dem Cabbage Down
G
C
Went up on the mountain
G
D
Just to give my horn a blow
G
C
Thought I heard my true love say
G
D
Yonder comes my beau
G
C
Bile dem cabbage down
G
D
Turn dem hoecakes round
G
C
The only song that I can sing
G
D
Is bile dem cabbage down
Took my gal to the blacksmith shop
To have her mouth made small
She turned around a time or two
And swallowed shop and all
Possum in a 'simmon tree
Raccoon on the ground
Raccoon says you son-of-a-gun
Shake some 'simmons down
Someone stole my old 'coon dog
Wish they'd bring him back
He chased the big hogs through the fence
And the little ones through the crack
Met a possum in the road
Blind as he could be
Jumped the fence and whipped my dog
And bristled up at me
Once I had an old gray mule
His name was Simon Slick
He'd roll his eyes and back his ears
And how that mule would kick
How that mule would kick
He kicked with his dying breath
He shoved his hind feet down his throat
And kicked himself to death
Raccoon has a bushy tail,
Possum's tail is bare,
Rabbit's got no tail at all
But a little bunch of hair.
Raccoon
Rackin'
Raccoon
Did she
and the possum
cross the prairie,
ax the possum
want to marry?
Possum is a cunning thing,
He travels in the dark,
And never thinks to curl his tail
Till he hears old Rover bark.
Possum up a 'simmon tree
Raccoon on the ground
Raccoon says to the possum,
Won't you shake them 'simmons down?
Jaybird died with the whoopin' cough,
Sparrow died with the colic.
Along come the frog with a fiddle on his back,
Inquirin' his way to the frolic.
BLACKJACK COUNTY CHAIN
Willie Nelson
Dm C Dm
I WAS SITTIN' BESIDE THE ROAD IN BLACK JACK COUNTY.
C A7
NOT KNOWING THAT THAT THE SHERIFF PAID A BOUNTY,
Dm C Bb A7
FOR MEN LIKE ME THAT DIDN'T HAVE A PENNY TO THEIR NAME.
C Dm A7 Dm
SO HE LOCKED MY LEG TO 35 POUNDS OF BLACK JACK COUNTY CHAINS.
C Dm
AND ALL WE HAD TO EAT WAS BREAD AND WATER,
C A
AND EACH DAY WE BUILT THE ROAD A MILE AND A QUARTER,
Dm C Bb A7
A BLACK SNAKE WHIP, WOULD CUT OUR BACK, WHEN SOME POOR FOOL COMPLAINED,
C Dm A7 Dm
BUT WE COULDN'T FIGHT BACK WEARING 35 POUNDS OF BLACK JACK COUNTY
CHAINS.
C Dm
ONE NIGHT WHILE THE SHERIFF WAS A SLEEPING,
C A7
WE ALL GATHERED ROUND HIM SLOWLY CREEPING,
Dm C Bb A7
AND HEAVEN HELP ME TO FORGET THAT NIGHT IN THE COLD COLD RAIN,
C Dm A Dm
WHEN WE BEAT HIM TO DEATH WITH 35 POUNDS OF BLACK JACK COUNTY CHAINS.
NOW THE WHIP MARKS ARE ALL HEALED AND I'M THANKFUL,
THERE'S NOTHING BUT THE SCAR AROUND MY ANKLE.
BUT MOST OF ALL I'M GLAD NO MAN WILL BE A SLAVE AGAIN,
TO A BLACK SNAKE WHIP, AND 35 POUNDS OF BLACK JACK COUNTY CHAIN.
Blue Night
Bill Monroe
G
Blue night, I'm all alone
G
C
I'm calling you on the telephone
G
C
I used to call and it made you glad
G
Now I call and it makes you mad
D
G
Blue night, I'm all alone
Blue night blue as I can be
I don't know what'll become of me
Well we used to sing and walk along
With an aching heart now my love is gone
Blue night, blue as I can be
Blue night, got her on my mind
Blue night I can't keep from crying
You left me one left me two
You found someone who was new
Blue night I got you on my mind
Blue night all by myself
Since you put me back up on that shelf
There's just one thing that you must know
You're gonna reap just what you sow
Blue night, all by myself
Blue night, all by myself
The Bolton Stretch
(Kaufmann)
Tabbed by Tim Dunham
D
C
G
He cracks a wicked smile, had his foot pressed to the floor
D
C
G
Flyin' down country roads that he's been down before
D
C
G
A
One of just three men that the sheriff cannot catch
Bm
A
G
And he's travelin' 90 miles an hour, down the Bolton Stretch
D
C
G (2x)
The first time we had seen his face was back in '84
He walked right into old O'Hares, he robbed that liquor store
The sheriff tried to catch him but the man he got away
And he didn't show his face in town again until today
Chorus:
Em
D
He Didn't come for justice, didn't come to make amends
Em
D
Doesn't ask forgiveness, he's not looking to make friends
Em
D
A
G
Just that he was passing through with money wearin' thin
A
D
Now he's travelin' down the Bolton Stretch again
D
C
G (2x)
He watches all the trees fly by, but doesn't seem to care
Knows it's time to leave again, but doesn't know to where
And though he stole a lot of money, it's not enough for bail
And there are two blue lights behind him now, the sheriff's on his trail
Since the day that he was born he spent his whole live livin' free
With nothing but the loosest ties to friends and family
No punishment will make him care about the things he's done
And if he lives another 20 years he'll live 'em on the run
Breakdown
Jack Johnson
C
Em
I hope this old train breaks down
Am
G
Then I could take a walk around
C
Em
And, see what there is to see
Am
G
And time is just a melody
C
All the people in the street
Em
Walk as fast as their feet can take them
Am
G
I just roam through town
C
And though my windows got a view
Em
The frame im looking through
Am
G
Seems to have no concern for me now
So for now
C C/B Em
I, need this here
Am
G
Old train to breakdown
C C/B Em
Oh, please just
Am
G
Let me please breakdown
This engine screams out loud
Sayin the beat gonna crawl westbound
So I dont even make a sound
Cause its gunna sting me when I leave this town
All the people in the street
That i'll never get to meet
If these tracks dont bend somehow
And I got no time
That I got to get to
Where I dont need to be
So I
I, need this here
Old train to breakdown
Oh, please just
Let me please breakdown
I, need this here
Old train to breakdown
Oh, please just
Let me please breakdown
I wanna break on down
But I cant stop now
Let me break on down
But you cant stop nothing
If you got no control
Of the thoughts in your mind
That you kept in, you know
You dont know nothing
But you dont need to know
The wisdoms in the trees
Not the glass windows
You cant stop wishing
If you dont let go
But things that you find
And you lose, and you know
You keep on rolling
Put the moment on hold
The frames too bright
So put the blinds down low
I, need this here
Old train to breakdown
Oh, please just
Let me please breakdown
I, need this here
Old train to breakdown
Oh, please just
Let me please breakdown
I wanna break on down
But I cant stop now
C.C. Rider
A7
Well now see., C. C. Rider,
A7
well now see, see what you have done.
D
Well now see., C. C. Rider,
A7
well now see, see what you have done.
E7
Well you made me love you woman,
D
A7
E7
Now your man has Come.
So I'm goin' away now baby
And I won't be back till fall,
I'm goin' away now baby
And I won't be back till fall,
Just might find me a good girl
Might not be comin' back at all.
Well now see, C. C. Rider,
See now the moon is shining bright,
Well now see, C. C. Rider,
See now the moon is shining bright,
Just might find me that good girl
And everything would be alright.
Intro
E-----------------B---2----3----2---G-----------------D---2----4----2---A-----------------E------------------
Carrie Brown
Capo at 4th Fret (B)
[Intro A Cappela]
Carrie, darling Carrie, Carrie Brown I cry
If I can't marry Carrie Brown, I believe I'd rather die
Believe I'd rather die boys, believe I'd rather die
1.(G)The first time I saw Carrie Brown, she was so young and (C)fair
A voice like spring rain (G)fallin' down, sun(Em)light in her (D)hair
I'd (G)never seen her face before, so I (G7)asked all a(C)round
They said her daddy owns a (G)grocery store, she lives (D)in Bristol
(G)town
[CHORUS]
(G)Carrie, darling Carrie, Carrie Brown I (C)cry
If I can't marry (G)Carrie Brown I be(Em)lieve I rather (D)die
Be(G)lieve I'd rather (C)die boys, be(D)lieve I'd rather (G)die
2.(G)I laid my last ten dollars down, though I didn't need a (C)thing
Just to touch sweet (G)Carrie Brown when she (Em)handed me my
(D)change
I (G)hung around 'til closin' time, I scarce (G7)believed my (C)eyes
My darlin' walkin' arm (G)in arm with a (D)boy named Billy (G)Wise
[CHORUS]
3.(G)I walked around in Bristol town a bitter broken (C)man
A heart that pined for (G)Carrie Brown and (Em)a pistol in my (D)hand
We (G)met again on State Street, poor Bil(G7)ly Wise and (C)me
I shot him in (G)Virginia and he (D)died in Tennes(G)see
[CHORUS]
4.(G)Now I'm down in the Bristol Jail and all I do is (C)cry
'Cause the jury found (G)me guilty and the (Em)Judge says I must
(D)die
I'm (G)just a poor young mountain boy, ain't ne(G7)ver been to
(C)town
And I've come to (G)ruination for (D)the love of Carrie (G)Brown
[CHORUS]
Caroline
Old Crow Medicine Show
[C] They say you were born in St. Claire’s hospital
[F] I say you were born up in the [C] sky
You come floatin’ down over New Orleans
To the [F] sweet green levee on the river [C] side
And your [G] voice chirped like old squeaky shoes
And [F] momma always said we had nothing to lose
[C] And we danced on the street [F] corner
CHORUS
[C] Oh Caroline
(Round) Caroline [F]
Heartbroken hard times, they never [C]got us down
[F] Walkin’ the same line through [Am] every single southern town
[G] Hand in hand your arm ‘round mine
[F] Oh Caroline [C]
[C] Oh Caroline
(Round)Caroline [F]
I seen it all change, watch it [C] change some more
[F] Seen hard times standin’ [Am] right outside your door
[G] Tell me girl what’s on your mind
[F] Oh Caroline [C]
[C] We were the Cardinal’s biggest fans
[F] Turnin’ flips like Ozzy Smith all [C] through the night
‘Til we got traded away
To the [F] Red Clay Southern League up on the [C] Georgia line
[G] You could be the pitcher and the catcher too
I’m the [F] home run king before his muscles grew
[C] Gonna knock the cover off this [F] town
CHORUS
[C] These are different days
And the [F] pace of the world has us thinking there’s no [C] time
To turn the other way
[F] Take my hand and we’ll walk on down the [C] line
[G] Though we may be a thousand miles apart
[F] A brother and a sister have a single heart
[C] And the beat don’t stop for [F] nothin’.
CHORUS
Casey Jones (Shady Grove)
G
G7 C
G
One Sunday morning, look shower and rain
A
D
Round the bend, come the passenger train
G7 C
G
In the cabin was Casey Jones
G
Mobile engineer but he’s dead and gone
Mrs. Casey, when she heard the news
Sittin’ on the bed, she was lacin’ up her shoes
Children, children, now catch your breath
You’ll draw a pension at your papa’s death
Children, children, now get your hat
Tell me mama, what do you mean by that?
Get your hat, put it on your head
Goin’ to town, see your papa is dead
Casey said before he died
"Fix the blinds so that the bums can ride.
"If they ride, let’em ride the rods,
Put their trust in the hand of God."
Casey said before he died
"Two more roads that I want to ride."
People said, "What road Casey, can that be?"
"The Colorado and the Sante Fe."
Catfish John
A
D
Mama said, "Don't go near that river,
A
E
Don't be hanging around old Catfish John."
A
D
Come the morning I'd always be there,
A
E
A
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.
D
A
Bring me back to another morning,
D
A
To a time so long ago,
D
A
Where the sweet magnolia blossomed,
A
E
A
Cotton fields as white as snow.
Catfish John was a river hobo
Lived and died by the river's bed,
Looking back I still remember
I was proud to be his friend.
Mama said, "Don't go near that river,
Don't be hanging around old Catfish John."
Come the morning I'd always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.
Born a slave in the town of Vicksburg,
Traded for a chestnut mare,
Lord, he never spoke in anger
Though his load was hard to bear.
Mama said, "Don't go near that river,
Don't be hanging around old Catfish John."
Come the morning I'd always be there,
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.
Walking in his footsteps in the sweet Delta dawn.
Intro
(^) Slide Up
(\) Slide Down
(h) Hammer On
(p) Pull Off
(b) Bend
E---9p7----8-9---|------9p7-----12---12--9p7---------------B-------10-------|----------10---------------10------------G----------------|<3x--------------------------------------d----------------|-----------------------------------------a----------------|-----------------------------------------e----------------|-------------------------------0--2--4----
China Cat Sunflower
G
F
Look for a while at the China Cat sunflower,
G
F
Proud walking jingle in the midnight sun.
G
F
Copperdome bodhi drip a silver kimono,
G
F
G
Like a crazy quilt stargown through a dream like wind.
Verse Ending
G
D
C
D
Crazy cat peekin' through a lace bandanna,
Like a one-eyed Cheshire, like a diamond-eye jack.
A leaf of all colors plays a golden-string fiddle,
To a double-E waterfall over my back.
Verse Ending
G
D
C
D
Bridge Solo
E
B
A
B
Comic book colors on a violin river Cryin' Leonardo,
Words from out a silk trombone.
I rang a silent bell, beneath a shower of pearls,
In the eagle-winged palace of the Queen Chinee.
Jerry Intro
(^) Slide Up
(\) Slide Down
(h) Hammer On
(p) Pull Off
(b) Bend
E--------------------------|-------------------------------B--------------------------|-------------------------------G--------------------------|-------------------------------D------5----------3---5----|------5-----------5-----------5A----------3^5-------------|------------3^5--------3^5-----E--3-----------------------|--3-----------------------------
Bob's Intro
(^) Slide Up
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(h) Hammer On
(p) Pull Off
(b) Bend
E----------------------|-----------------B---12--13p12----------|--12h13--15--15--G--------------14--12--|-----------------D----------------------|-----------------A----------------------|-----------------E----------------------|-----------------E----------------------|-10--12--13----15--17--19--B---12--13p12----------|---------------------------G--------------14------|---------------------------D----------------------|---------------------------A----------------------|---------------------------E----------------------|---------------------------E----------------------|-----------------B---12--13p12----------|--12h13--15--15--G--------------14--12--|-----------------D----------------------|-----------------A----------------------|-----------------E----------------------|-----------------E----------------------|-10--12--13----15--17--15--B---12--13p12----------|---------------------------G--------------14------|---------------------------D----------------------|---------------------------A----------------------|---------------------------E----------------------|----------------------------
Verse Ending
(^) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend
E-5h7-5---|-----5-7-|-7-7-7-7h8p7-------|-----7-5---5-----B-------8-|-5^8-----|-------------10--8-|-5-8-----8---8--5-G---------|---------|-------------------|------------------D---------|---------|-------------------|------------------A---------|---------|-------------------|------------------E---------|---------|-------------------|------------------E---------|--------|----7-8p7-----------------B-------7-|-7h8-10-|-10-------10--8-10p8-7----G-7-7h9---|--------|-----------------------9--D---------|--------|--------------------------A---------|--------|--------------------------E---------|--------|---------------------------
C
D
E---------|--------|----7-8p7-----8----10-----B-------7-|-7h8-10-|-10-------10--8----10-----G-7-7h9---|--------|--------------9----11-----D---------|--------|--------------10---12-----A---------|--------|--------------10---12-----E---------|--------|--------------8----10------
Bridge Solo
(^) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend
At this point, the whole tune modulates from G to E. Play
Bob's intro part starting on Fret 9 of the B string.
E-----------------------|-----9-10p9-----------------------B----------9----9-10-12-|-12---------12--10-12p10-9--------G---9-9h11---11---------|----------------------------11----D-----------------------|----------------------------------A-----------------------|----------------------------------E-----------------------|----------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------B------------10--9-----------------------------------------G--9-9-11-11-------11--9------9--11------------------------D-------------------------12---------10--------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------E--------|-----------------------------|-----9-10p9--------B--------|------------9------9--10--12-|--12---------12--10G-9h11-9-|--9--9--11-----11------------|-------------------D--------|-----------------------------|-------------------A--------|-----------------------------|-------------------E--------|-----------------------------|-------------------E----------------------------------------------------------B--12--10--9--------------------10--9----------------------G-------------11--9--9--11--11---------11--9-----9h11--9---D--------------------------------------------12------------A----------------------------------------------------------E-----------------------------------------------------------
COCAINE BLUES
BY JOHNNY CASH
C
EARLY ONE MORNIN' WHILE MAKIN' THE ROUNDS
G
I TOOK A SHOT OF COCAINE AND SHOT MY WOMAN DOWN
I WENT RIGHT HOME AND I WENT TO BED
C
I STUCK THAT LOVIN' 44 BENEATH MY HEAD
GOT UP NEXT MORNIN' AND I GRABBED THAT GUN
TOOK A SHOT OF COCAINE AND AWAY I RUN
MADE A GOOD RUN BUT I RUN TOO SLOW
THEY OVERTOOK ME DOWN IN WARREN MEXICO
LAID IN THE HOT JOINT TAKIN' THE PILL
IN WALKED A SHERIFF FROM JERACO HILL
HE SAID WILLY LEE YOUR NAME IS NOT JACK BROWN
YOU'RE THE DIRTY HACK THAT SHOT YOUR WOMAN DOWN
OH YES OH YES MY NAME IS WILLIE LEE
IF YOU'VE GOT A WARRANT JUST A READ IT TO ME
I SHOT HER DOWN CAUSE SHE MADE ME SLOW
I THOUGHT I WAS HER DADDY BUT SHE HAD FIVE MORE
WHEN I WAS ARRESTED I WAS DRESSED IN BLACK
THEY PUT ME ON A TRAIN AND THEY TOOK ME BACK
I HAD NO FRIEND FOR TO GO MY BAIL
THEY SLAPPED A DIME OF CARCUS IN THE COUNTY JAIL
EARLEY NEXT MORNING
I SPOTTED A SHERIFF
MY DADDY COUGHED AS
HE SAID COME ON YOU
ABOUT A HALF PAST NINE
WALKIN' DOWN THE LINE
HE CLEARED HIS THROAT
DIRTY HACK INTO THE DISTRICT COURT
INTO THE COURT ROM MY TRIAL BEGAN
WHERE I WAS HELD BY TWELVE HONEST MEN
BEFORE THE JURY STARTED OUT
I SAW THAT LITTLE JUDGE COMMENCE TO LOOK ABOUT
IN A BOUT FIVE MINUTES IN WALKED A MAN
HOLDING THE VERDICT IN HIS RIGHT HAND
THE VERDICT READ IN THE FIRST DEGREE
I HOLLERED LORDY LORDY HAVE MERCY ON ME
THE JUDGE HE SMILED AS HE PICKED UP HIS PEN
NINETY NINE YEARS IN THE FEDERAL PEN
NINETY NINE YEARS UNDERNEATH THAT GROUND
I CAN'T FORGET THE DAY I SHOT THAT BAD BITCH DOWN
COME ON COME ON AND LISTEN UNTO ME
STAY OFF THAT WHISKEY AND LET THAT COCAINE BE
C
Cocaine Habit
Old Crow Medicine Show
G) Well the cocaine habit is mighty bad
It's the (C) worst old habit that I ever had
(D) Hey hey honey take a whiff on (G) me
(G) Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
(C) All you rounders take a wiff on me
(D) Hey hey honey take a wiff on (G) me
I went to Mr. Lehman's on a lope
He's got a sign on the window, "no more dope"
Hey hey honey take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
Hey hey honey take a wiff on me
Well I love my whiskey and I love my gin
But the way I love my coke is a dog gone sin
Hey hey honey take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
Hey hey honey take a wiff on me
Well since cocaine went outta style
You can catch 'em shootin needles all the while
Hey hey honey take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
hey hey honey take a wiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
Hey hey honey take a wiff on me
Take a whiff on me
Take a whiff on me
All you rounders take a wiff on me
Hey hey honey take a wiff on me
Columbus Stockade Blues
Way d[G]own in Columbus, Georgia, w[D]anna go back to Tennesse[G]e
Way d[G]own in Columbus stockade, my [D]friends all turned their backs
on [G]me
Chorus
Well you can [C]go and leave me if you w[G]ant to
N[C]ever let it cross your [D]mind
For in your h[G]eart you love another
[D]Leave, little darlin', I don't m[D]ind
Last night, as I lay sleeping
I dreamed I held you in my arms
When I awoke, I was mistaken
I was peeping through these bars
Chorus
Many hours with you I've rambled
Many nights with you I've spent alone
Now you've gone, you've gone and left me
And broken up our happy home
Chorus
Copperhead Road
Steve Earle
[]
[D] Well, my name's John Lee Peddimore.
Same as my daddy and his daddy's before.
You hardly ever saw grandaddy down here.
He'd only come to town about twice a year.
To buy a hundred pounds o' yeast and some copper line.
Everybody knew that we made moonshine.
[G] Now, the revenue man wanted granddaddy bad.
[D] Headed up the holler with everything he had.
[G] Before my time, but I've been told.
[D] You never come back from Copperhead Road.
[]
[D] Granddaddy ran whisky in a big black Dodge.
Bought it at an auction at the Mason's Lodge.
Johnson County Sheriff painted on the side.
Just shot coat of primer, then he looked inside.
Well, him and my uncle tore that engine down.
I still remember that rumbling sound.
[G] Then the sheriff came around in the middle of the nite.
[D] Heard momma crying that something wasn't rite.
[G] He was headed down to Knoxville with the weekly load.
[D] You could smell the whisky burning down Copperhead Road.
[]
*Bridge*
[]
[D] I volunteered for the army on my birthday.
They draft the white trash first, round hear anyway.
I done two tours of duty in Viet Nam.
I came home with a brand new plan.
I'd take the seed from Columbia and Mexico.
I just planted up a holler down Copperhead Road.
[G] Now the D.E.A.'s got a chopper in the air.
[D] They got a stream, lying back over there.
[G] I learned a thing or two from Charley,
don't you know.
[D] You better stay away from Copperhead Road.
Copperhead Road
Copperhead Road
Ha. Copperhead Road
Country Roads
John Denver
G
Em
D
ALMOST HEAVEN WEST VIRGINIA BLUE RIDGE MOUNTAINS,
(C
G)
G
Em
SHENADOAH RIVER. LIFE IS OLD THERE OLDER THAN THE TREES,
D
(C
G)
YOUNGER THAN THE MOUNTAINS, GROWING LIKE A BREEZE.
G
D
Em
C
COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME TO THE PLACE, I BELONG
G
D
C
G
WEST VIRGINIA, MOUNTAIN MOMMA, TAKE ME HOME, COUNTRY ROADS.
G
Em
D
ALL MY MEmORIES GATHER ROUND HER, MINER'S LADY,
(C
G)
G
Em
STRANGER TO BLUE WATER. DARK AND DUSTY PAINTED ON THE SKY
D
(C
G)
MISTY TASTE OF MOONSHINE TEAR DROP IN MY EYE.
G
D
Em
C
COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME TO THE PLACE I BELONG
G
D
C
G
WEST VIRGINIA MOUNTAIN MOMMA TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROADS.
(Em
D)
G
I HEAR HER VOICE IN THE MORNIN' HOURS SHE CALLS ME
(C
G)
D
(Em
THE RADIO REmINDS ME OF MY HOME FAR AWAY, AND DRIVIN' DOWN
F)
(C
G)
THE ROAD I GET THE FEELIN' THAT I SHOULD HAVE BEEN HOME
D
D7
YESTERDAY, YESTERDAY.
G
D
Em
C
G
COUNTRY ROADS TAKE ME HOME THE PLACE I BELONG, WEST VIRGINIA
D
C
G
MOUNTAIN MOMMA TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROADS
D
G
D
G
TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME COUNTRY ROADS.
Daddy's Little Pumpkin
John Prine
Recorded Key of Eb - Capo on 3:
(C)You must be Daddy's little pumpkin
I can t(F)ell by the way you ro(C)ll
You must be Da(F)ddy's little pumpkin
I can tell by the way you r(C)oll
Well, it's qu(G)arter past eleven
And you're sleeping on the bedroom fl(C)oor
(C)I can see the fire burning
Bu(F)rning right behind your e(C)yes (C7)
I can see t(F)he fire burning, Baby
Burning right behind your e(C)yes
You must of sw(G)allowed a candle
Or some other kind of surpr(C)ise
(C)I'm going down to Memphis
Got th(F)ree hundred dollars in ca(C)sh
Yeah, I'm g(F)oing down to Memphis
Got three hundred dollars in c(C)ash
All the w(G)omen in Memphis
Gonna see how long my money could l(C)ast
(Instrumental)
(C) (F) (C) (C7)
(F) (C) (G) (C)
(C)Well, I'm going dowtown
I'm gonna ra(F)ttle somebody's c(C)age
Yeah, I'm go(F)ing downtown
I'm gonna rattle somebody's c(C)age
I'm gonna b(G)eat on my guitar
And strut all around the st(C)age
(C)If you see my baby coming
Don't t(F)ell her that her Daddy's in j(C)ail (C7)
If you s(F)ee my baby coming
Don't tell her that her Daddy's in j(C)ail
She'd s(G)ell her little pumpkin just to raise
Her sweet Daddy's b(C)ail
(C)You must be Daddy's little pumpkin
I can t(F)ell by the way you r(C)oll
You must be Da(F)ddy's little pumpkin
I can tell by the way you r(C)oll
Well, you ne(G)ver do nothing
To save you doggone s(C)oul
(Instrumental and Ending)
(C) (F) (C) (C7)
(F) (C) (G) (C)
(F) (C) (G) (C)
Dance, Dance, Dance
Steve Miller Band
(slow)
G
C
My grandpa he's ninty-five
G
D7
he keeps on dancing he's still alive
G
C
My grandma she's ninty-two
G
D7
she loves to dance and sing some too
G
C
I don't know but I've been told
G
D7
if you keep on dancing you'll never grow old
G
C
So come on darlin' put a pretty dress on
G
D7
we're gonna go out tonight
C
C/B (x22010) Am7
D7
G
Dance Dance
Dance (All night long)
I'm a hard workin man/I'm a sun of a gun/
I been workin all week in the noonday sun/
the wood's in the kitchen/ the cow's in the barn/
I'm all cleaned up and my chores are all done/
Take my hand/come along/let's go out and have some fun/
Come on darlin' put a pretty dress on/
we're gonna go out tonight/
Chorus
Well come on darlin'/don't you look that way/
don't know when you smile I've got to say/
You're my honey-pumpkin-lover/you're my heart's delight/
don't you want to go out tonight/
You're such a pretty lady/ you're such a sweet girl/
when you dance it brightens up my world/
Come on darlin put a pretty dress on/
we're gonna go out tonight
Chorus
Dark Hollow
Bear's Choice
(Traditional)
E* F#* G* A
E
A
* SN Bass
I'd rather be in some dark hollow
A
D
A
Where the sun don't ever shine
A
A7
D
Then to be at home alone and knowin' that you're gone
A
E
A
Would cause me to lose my mind.
E*
F#*
G* A
E
A
So blow your whistle freight train
A
D
A
Take me far on down the track
A
A7
D
D7
I'm going away, I'm leaving today
A
E
A
I'm goin', but I ain't comin' back.
I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine
Then to be in some big city,
In a small room, with you on my mind.
I'd rather be in some dark hollow
Where the sun don't ever shine
Then to see you another man’s darlin’
And to know that you’ll never be mine
* SN Bass
Dead Flowers
Townes Van Zandt
Intro: Dsus2 D A G D
D
A
G
D
Well when you're sittin there, in your silk apholstered chair
D
A
G
D
Talkin to some rich folk that you know
D
A
G
D
Well I hope you wont see me, in my ragged company
D
A
G
D
cause you know I could never be alone
Pre-chorus:
A
D
Take me down little Suzie, take me down
A
D
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
Chorus:
G
You can send me dead
G
Send me dead flowers
G
Send me dead flowers
G
And I wont forget to
D
Dsus4 D Dsus2
flowers every morning
D Dsus4 D Dsus2
by the mail
D Dsus4 D Dsus2
at my wedding
A
D
put roses on your grave
Verse II: (same chords as above)
D
A
G
D
Well when you're sittin back in your rose pink cadillac
D
A
G
D
Makin bets on Kentucky Derby day
D
A
G
D
Well I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
D
A
G
D
And another girl can take my pain away
Pre-chorus:
A
D
Take me down little Suzie, take me down
A
D
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
Chorus:
G
And you can send me dead flowers every
G
D Dsus4 D
Send me dead flowers by the mail
G
D Dsus4 D
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
G
A
And I wont forget to put roses on your
D Dsus4 D Dsus2
morning
Dsus2
Dsus2
D
grave
Death Don't Have No Mercy
Live Dead
(Davis)
Em
G
B7
Em
Y' Know Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land
A
D
G
Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land,
B7
In This Land
Em
Come To Your House, You Know He Don't Take Long
Am
Look In Bed This Morning, Children Find Your Mother Gone.
Em
G
B7
Em
I Said Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land.
Death Will Leave You Standing And Crying In This Land,
Death Will Leave You Standing And Crying In This Land,
In This Land, Yeah!
Whoa! Come To Your House, Y' Know He Don't Stay Long,
Y' Look In Bed This Morning,
Children You Find That Your Brothers And Sisters Are Gone.
I Said Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land.
Death Will Go In Any Family In This Land.
Death Will Go In Any Family In This Land.
Come To Your House, you know he don't take long.
Look in the bed on the morning, Children Find That Your Family's Gone.
I Said Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land.
Death Will Leave You Standing And Crying In This Land,
In This Land. Whoa! Come To Your House,
Y' Know It Don't Stay Long, Y' Look In Bed This Morning,
Children Find That Your Brothers And Sisters Are Gone.
I Said Death Don't, Death Don't Have No Mercy In This Land.
Deep Elem Blues
Reckoning
Intro
E
If You Go Down To Deep Elem
E
Put Your Money In Your Shoes
E
The Women In Deep Elem
E
E7
Got them Deep Elem Blues
A7
Oh, sweet Mama,
E
Your Daddy's Got Them Deep Elem Blues
B
Oh, sweet Mama,
E
Your Daddy's Got Them Deep Elem Blues
Once I Had A Girlfriend,
She Meant The World To Me
She Went Down To Deep Elem,
Now She Ain't What She Used To Be
Once I Knew A Preacher,
Preached The Bible Through And Through
He went down to Deep Elem,
Now His Preaching Days Are Through
When You Go Down To Deep Elem
To Have A Little Fun,
Have Your Ten Dollars Ready
When The Police Man Comes
When you go down to Deep Elem
Put your money in your pants
Cause the women in Deep Elem
They don't give a man a chance
Intro
(^) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend
E
E
E
E-------------------|-------------------|--------------------B-------------------|-------------------|--------------------G-------------------|-------------------|--------------------D--------2--2-0-----|------2-2-2-0------|--------2--2--0-----A------2--------4-2-|----2---------4--2-|-----2-----------4-2E--3-4--------------|3h4----------------|-3h4----------------E7
A7
E
E----------------------|-----------------------------------B----------------------|-----------------------------------G----------------------|-----------------------------------D--------2-0-----------|-----------------2---4^5-2---2-----A-----2-------1^2------|---------0-0-0-4---4-------4-------E-3h4--------------3--0|-0-2-3-4-----------------------3-4-0
B
E
E----------------------------------------------------------B----------------------------------------------------------G----------------------------------------------------------D-----------4-1--------------------------------------------A-----0-1-2-----2---5^6--4--2-------2----------------------E-2^4--------------------------2h4-----0--------------------
Delirium Tremens
Christy Moore
C
F
I dreamt a dream the other night I couldn't sleep a wink
G
The rats were tryin' to count the sheep and I was off the drink
C
F
There were footsteps in the parlour and voices on the stairs
G
I was climbin' up the walls and movin' round the chairs.
C
F
I looked out from under the blanket up at the fireplace.
G
The Pope and John F. Kennedy were starin' in me face.
C
F
Suddenly it dawned at me I was getting the old D.T.s
G
When the Child o' Prague began to dance around the mantlepiece.
CHORUS
C
F
Goodbye to the Port and Brandy, to the Vodka and the Stag,
G
C
To the Schmiddick and the Harpic, the bottled draught and keg.
F
As I sat lookin' up the Guinness ad I could never figure out
G
C
How your man stayed up on the surfboard after 14 pints of stout.
Well I swore upon the bible I'd never touch a drop.
My heart was palpitatin' I was sure 'twas going to stop,
Thinkin' I was dyin' I gave my soul to God to keep.
A tenner to St. Anthony to help me get some sleep.
I fell into an awful nightmare - got a dreadful shock.
When I dreamt there was no Duty-free at the airport down in Knock.
George Seawright was sayin' the rosary and SPUC were on the pill.**
Frank Patterson was gargled and he singin' Spancil Hill.
I dreamt that Mr. Haughey had recaptured Crossmaglen
Then Garret got re-elected and gave it back again.
Dick Spring and Roger Casement were on board the Marita-Ann
As she sailed into Fenit they were singin' Banna Strand.
I dreamt Archbishop McNamara was on Spike Island for 3 nights
Havin' been arrested for supportin' Traveller's rights.
I dreamt that Ruairi Quinn was smokin' marijuana in the Dail
Barry Desmond handin' Frenchies out to scuts in Fianna Fail.
I dreamt of Nell McCafferty and Mary Kenny too
The things that we got up to, but I'm not tellin' you.
I dreamt I was in a jacuzzi along with Alice Glenn
'twas then I knew I'd never ever, ever drink again.
Dire Wolf
Reckoning
(Garcia/Hunter)
Intro
G
In the timbers to Fennario,
Bb
F
The wolves are running round,
F
The winter was so hard and cold,
G
Froze ten feet 'neath the ground.
F
G
Don't murder me,
C
C* C
F
C no E on the 4th string
I beg of you, don't murder me.
G
F
C
Please, don't murder me.
G
I sat down to my supper,
Bb
F
'Twas a bottle of red whisky,
F
I said my prayers and went to bed,
C
C/B C/Bb Am
That's the last they saw of
me
Don't murder me,
I beg of you, don't murder me.
Please, don't murder me.
SN Bass C B
SN Bb
Am (Chord)
G
When I
awoke, the Dire Wolf,
C
Bb
F
Six hundred pounds of sin,
F
Was grinning at my window,
G
All I said was "Come on in".
F
G
Don't murder me,
C
E7
Am
I beg of you, don't murder me.
G F
C
Please, don't murder me.
The Wolf came in, I got my cards,
We sat down for a game.
I cut my deck to the Queen of Spades,
But the cards were all the same.
Don't murder me, I beg of you, don't murder me.
Please, don't murder me.
In the backwash of Fennario,
The black and bloody mire,
The Dire Wolf collects his due,
While the boys sing 'round the fire.
Don't murder me,
I beg of you, don't murder me.
Please, don't murder me.
No, no, no don't murder me.
I beg of you, Don't murder me.
Please, don't murder me.
Outro
Intro
(^) Slide Up
(\) Slide Down
(h) Hammer On
(p) Pull Off
(b) Bend
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Outro
(^) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend
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DIRTY OLD TOWN
Artist: The Pogues
(Shuffle feel, very open and loose)
G
Met my love, by the gas yard wall
C
G
Dreamed a dream, by the old canal
Kissed my girl, by the factory wall
D
Em
Dirty old town, dirty old town
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G
Heard a siren from the dock
C
G
saw a train cut the night on fire
G
smelled the breeze on the smokey wind
D
Em
dirty old town, dirty old town
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G
I'm going to make a big sharp ax
C
shining steel tempered in the fire
G
I'll cut you down like an old dead tree
D
Em
dirty old town, dirty old town
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G
Clouds are drifting on the street
C
Cats are prowling on their beats
G
Springs a girl on the streets at night
D
Em
dirty old town, dirty old town
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G
Met my love, by the gas yard wall
C
Dreamed a dream, by the old canal
G
Kissed my girl, by the factory wall
D
Em
Dirty old town, dirty old town
doin my time
(Fast Paced)
[E]ON THIS OLD ROCK PILE,WITH A BALL AND CHAIN.THEY CALL ME BY A
NU[A]MER NOT A NAME,LORD LORD I GOTTA DO MY TIMEI GOTTA DO MY TIME [E]
[B7]WITH AN ACHIN' HEART,
FOR THAT GAL OF MINE. [E]
WHEN THAT OL' JUDGE LOOKED DOWN AT ME,HE SAID I'LL PUT YOU IN
THE PENATENTARY.LORD LORD I GOTTA DO MY TIME,I GOTTA DO MY
TIMEWITH AN ACHIN HEART FOR THAT GAL OF MINE
YOU CAN HEAR MY HAMMER YOU CAN HEAR MY SONG,GOONA SING IT
LIKE JOHN HENRY ALL DAY LONG.LORD LORD I GOTTA DO MY TIME,I
GOTTA DO MY TIMEWITH AN ACHIN' HEART FOR THAT GAL OF MINE
NOW IT WONT BE LONG JUST A FEW MORE DAYS,I'M GOONA GET OUTTA
HEAR I'M GOONA STAY.LORD LORD WITH THAT GAL OF MINE,WITH THAT
GAL OF MINE.(SLOW BASS NOTE THEN CHORD)[B7] SHE'S WAITED FOR
MEWHILE I'VE DONE MY TIME [E]
Artist/Band: Flatt And Scruggs
Lyrics for Song: Doin' My Time
Lyrics for Album: The Complete Mercury Sessions
On this old rock pile with a ball and chain
They call me by a number not a name Lord Lord
Gotta do my time gotta do my time with an aching heart and a worried mind
[ banjo ]
When that old judge looked down and smiled
Said I'll put you in that good road for a while Lord Lord
Gotta do my time gotta do my time with an aching heart and a worried mind
You can hear my hammer you can hear my song
I'm gonna swing it like John Henry all day long Lord Lord
Gotta do my time gotta do my time with an aching heart and a worried mind
[ banjo ]
It won't be long just a few more days
I'll settle down and quit my rowdy ways Lord Lord
With that gal of mine with that gal of mine
She'll be waitin' for me when I've done my time
Don't Ease Me In
(Traditional)
E
A
E
A
E
E
Don't ease, don't ease,
B
Don't ease me in.
B
A
AG#
AF#
I've been all night long comin' home,
B
E
Don't ease me in.
E
B
I was standin' on the corner, talkin' to Miss Brown
E
I turned around sweet mama, she was way across town
E
B
So I'm walkin' down the street with a dollar in my hand
E
I've been lookin' for a woman, sweet mama, ain't got no man.
The
And
She
She
girl I love, she's sweet and true,
the dress she wears, sweet mama, it's pink and blue,
brings me coffee, she brings me tea,
brings me 'bout every damm thing but the jailhouse keys.
Don't Think Twice, It's All
Right
(Dylan)
G
D
Em
It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe,
C
D
If’n you don't know by now
G
D
Em
An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe,
A7
D
It’ll never do somehow
G
G7
But when your rooster crows at the break of dawn,
C
A7
Look out your window and I’ll be gone,
G
D
Em
C
You're the reason why I'm travelin' on,
G
D
G
C D
Don't think twice, it's all right.
It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe,
A light that I never knowed,
An' it ain't no use in turnin, on your light, babe,
I'm on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin' you’d do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay.
We never did too much talkin' anyway.
Don't think twice, it's all right.
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal,
Like you never done before,
It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal,
I can't hear you anymore,
I'm a-thinkin' and a-wonderin' as I’m walkin’ down the road.
I once loved a woman, a child I'm told.
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul,
Don't think twice, it's all right.
So long honey baby
Where I'm bound I can't tell,
But good-bye's just too good a word, gal,
So I'll just say fare thee well.
Now, I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind,
You could have done better but I don't mind,
You just sorta wasted my precious time,
Don't think twice, It's all right.
Down Home Girl
Old Crow Medicine Show
A
G
Well I swear your perfume baby
A
G
Is made out of turnip greens
A
G
Every time I kiss you girl
A
G
It tastes like pork and beans
D
Even though you're wearin' those
D
Up-town high heels
A
G
I can tell from your giant step
A
G
You been walkin' through the cotton fields
E
D
A
G
Oh! You're so down home girl.
Every time you monkey child
Takes my breath away
Well every time you move like that, girl
I got to get down and pray
Girl you know that dress you're wearin'
Is made out of fiberglass
Every time you move like that, girl
I got to go to Sunday Mass
Oh! You're so down home girl
I'm gonna take you to the muddy river
And push you in
So I can watch the water roll on
Down your velvet skin
I'm gonna take you down to New Orleans
Down in Dixie land
So I can watch you do the second line
With an umbrella in your hand
Oh! You're so down home girl
(Sounds great with a harp in the key of d or a)
DOWN THE OLD PLANK ROAD,
Chieftans
Rather be in Richmond, midst all the hail and rain,
Than for to be in Georgia boys, wearing that ball and chain.
CHORUS:
Won't get drunk no more, won't get drunk no more,
Won't get drunk no more, way down the old plank road.
I went down to Mobile for to get on the gravel train,
Very next thing heard of me, had on a ball and chain.
Doney, oh dear Doney, what makes you treat me so?
Caused me to wear the bail and chain, now my ankle's sore.
Knoxville is a pretty place, Memphis is a beauty,
Want to see them pretty girls, hop to Chattanoogie.
I'm gwine to build me a scaffold on some mountain high,
So I can see my Dora girl, she goes riding by.
My wife died Friday night, Saturday she was buried,
Sunday was my courting day, Monday I got married.
Eighteen pounds of meat a week, whiskey here to sell,
How can a young man stay at home, pretty girls look so well.
Eastbound and Down
Road Hammers
G C A D
CHORUS
G
A
Well I'm east bound and down, loaded up and truckin'
C
D
a'we gonna' do what they say can't be done
G
A
We've got a long way to go, and a short time to get there
C
D
G
I'm east bound, just watch 'ole' Bandit run.
VERSE 1
Em
C
Keep your foot hard on the peddle....son, never mind them brakes.....
A
B7
E
let it all hang out 'cause we've got a run to make
E
C
The boys are thirsty in Atlanta, and there's beer in Texarkana
A
B7
and we'll bring it back no matter what it takes
CHORUS
SOLO
VERSE 2
Em
C
Old Smokey's got them ears on, he's hot on your trail
A
B7
E
And he ain't gonna' rest 'til you're in jail
E
So, you gotta' dodge him, you gotta' duck him
C
you gotta' keep that diesel truckin'
A
B7
just put that hammer down and give it hell
CHORUS
Eigth of January
aka BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS
G
C
Well, in 18 and 14, we took a little trip
D
G
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Missisip
G
C
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
D
G
And we met the bloody British in the town of New Orleans
G
We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'
D
G
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago
G
We fired once more and they began a running
D
G
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Well, I seed Marse Jackson come a-walkin' down the street
And a-talkin' to a pirate by the name of Jean Lafitte;
He gave Jean a drink that he brung from Tennessee,
And the pirate said he'd help us drive the British to the sea.
Well the French told Andrew, "You had better run
For Packenham's a=comin' with a bullet in his gun."
Old Hickory said he didn't give a damn
He's a-gonna whup the britches off of Colonel Packenham.
Well, we looked down the river and we seed the British come
And there must have been a hundred of them beating on the drum
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring
While we stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing
Old Hickory said we could take em by surprise
If we didn't fire a musket till we looked em in the eyes
We held our fire till we seed their face well
Then we opened up our squirrel guns and really gave em well..
Well they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go
They ran so fast the hounds couldn't catch em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Well we fired our cannons till the barrels melted down
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round
We filled his head with minie balls and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind
They lost their pants and their pretty shiny coats
And their tails was all a-showin' like a bunch of billy goats.
They ran down the river with their tongues a-hanging out
And they said they got a lickin', which there wasn't any doubt.
Well we marched back to town in our dirty ragged pants
And we danced all night with the pretty girls from France;
We couldn't understand 'em, but they had the sweetest charms
And we understood 'em better when we got 'em in our arms.
Well, the guide who brung the British from the sea
Come a-limping into camp just as sick as he could be,
He said the dying words of Colonel Packenham
Was, "You better quit your foolin' with your cousin Uncle Sam."
Well, we'll march back home, but we'll never be content
Till we make Old Hick'ry the people's president.
And every time we think about the bacon and the beans
We'll think about the fun we had way down in New Orleans.
El Paso
Steal Your Face
(Robbins)
Intro
D
Em
Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
A7
D
I fell in love with a Mexican girl.
D
Em
Nighttime would find me in Rose's Cantina,
A7
D
Music would play and Felina would whirl.
Blacker then night were the eyes of Felina,
Wicked and evil while casting a spell.
My love was strong for this Mexican maiden,
I was in love, but in vain I could tell.
D7
G
One night a
G
Wild as the
D
Dashing and
C
G
wild young cowboy came in,
C
D
Dsus4
D
West Texas wind...
daring, a drink he was sharing,
G
With wicked Felina, the girl that I love.
A
So in anger
I challenged his right for the love of this maiden;
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore.
My challenge was answered, in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor.
Just for a moment I stood there in silence,
Shocked by the foul and evil deed I had done.
Many thoughts ran through my mind as I stood there;
I had but one chance and that was to run.
Out through the back door of Rose's I ran,
Out where the horses were tied...
I picked a good one; he looked like he could run,
Up on his back and away I did ride.
Just as fast as
I could from the West Texas town of El Paso,
Out thru the badlands of New Mexico.
Back in El Paso my life would be worthless;
Everything's gone in life nothing is left.
But it's been so long since I've seen the young maiden,
My love is stronger than my fear of death.
I saddled up and away I did go, riding alone in the dark...
Maybe tomorrow a bullet may find me,
Tonight nothing's worse than this pain in my heart.
And as last here
I am on the hill overlooking El Paso,
I can see Rose's Cantina below.
My love is strong and it pushes me onward,
Down off the hill to Felina I go.
Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys,
Off to my left ride a dozen or more.
Shouting and shooting; I can't let them catch me,
I've got to make it to Rose's back door.
Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side
It's getting harder to stay in the saddle.
I'm getting weary, unable to ride.
But my love for
Felina is strong and
Though I am weary, I
I see the white puff
I feel the bullet go
I rise where I've fallen;
can't stop to rest.
of smoke from the rifle,
deep in my chest.
From out of nowhere, Felina has found me,
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side.
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for,
One little kiss and Felina goodbye.
Intro
(^) Slide Up
(\) Slide Down
(h) Hammer On
(p) Pull Off
(b) Bend
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West Texas
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Paso
I fell in
love with a
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girl
Faithful Departed
Phil Chevron
C
Am
This graveyard hides a million secrets,
C
Am
And the trees know more than they can tell.
C
F
The ghosts of the saints and the scholars will haunt you,
G
C
In heaven and in hell.
C
Am
Rattled by the glimmer man, the boogie man, the holy man,
C
Am
And livin' in the shadows, in the shadows of a gunman.
C
F
Rattled like the coppers in your greasy till,
G
C
Rattled until time stood still.
C
Am
Look over your shoulder, hear the school bell ring,
C
Am
Another day of made-to-measure history.
C
F
I don't care if your heroes have wings,
G
C
Your terrible beauty has been torn.
CHORUS
Am
F
G
C
Faithful departed, we fickle hearted,
F
E D
G
As you are now so once were we.
Am
F
G
C
Faithful departed, we the meek hearted,
F
E
D
G
With graces imparting bring flowers to thee.
The girls in the kips proclaim their love for you
When you stumbled in they knew you had a shilling or two.
They cursed you on Sundays and holy days of abstinence,
When you all stayed away.
When you slept there a naked bulb hid your shame,
Your shadows on the wall, they took all the blame.
The Sacred Heart's picture, compassion in his eyes,
Drowned out the river of sighs.
Let the grass grow green over the brewery tonight,
It'll never come between the darkness and the light.
There is no pain that can't be eased,
By the devil's holy water and the rosary beads.
CHORUS
You're a history book I never could write,
Poetry in paralysis, too deep to recite.
Dress yourself, bless yourself, you've won the fight,
We're gonna celebrate the night.
We'll even climb the pillar like you always meant to,
Watch the sun rise over the strand.
Close your eyes and we'll pretend,
It could somehow be the same again.
I'll bury you upright so the sun doesn't blind you.
You won't have to gaze at the rain and the stars.
Sleep and dream of chapels and bars,
And whiskey in the jar.
FINAL CHORUS
A
F
G
C
Faithful departed, look what you've started;
F
D
D
G
An underdog's wounds aren't so easy to mend.
A
F
G
C
Faithful departed, there's no broken hearted,
F
E
D
G C
And no more tristesse in your world without end.
Fall on my knees
D,G,D,G,D,A,D,G,D,A,D
Repeat through whole song
Intro: Starts with 1 stroke on the D chord, then one on the G
Verse 1
D
G
Well you told me one,
D
G
You told me two,
D
A
D
G
You told me 10,000 lies little girl
D
A
D
You told me 10,000 lies
D
G
Well you told me more Lies,
D
G
Than the stars in the sky.
D
A
D
G
Well you'll never get to heaven when you die little girl
D
A
D
You'll never get to heaven when you die
Chorus:
D
G
Well I fall on my knees
D
G
And I'm begging you please
D
A
D
G
Won't you come along and stand by me little girl
D
A
D
Wont you come along and stand by me.
Repeat for the rest of the song.
Stay Classy
Fennerio
(Traditional)
G
C
G
As we marched out to Fennerio
G G/F#
Em
Bm
As we marched out to Fennerio
C
G
Our Captain fell in love
G
G/F#
Em
With a lady like a dove
G
C
G
And he called her by name, Pretty Peggy-O
Would you marry me, pretty Peggy-O?
Would you marry me, pretty Peggy-O?
If you would marry me,
I would set your cities free
Free all the ladies in the are-o
I would marry
I would marry
I would marry
And I fear my
you, sweet William-O
you, sweet William-O
you but your Guineas are too few
mama would be angry-o
What would your
What would your
If she heard my
Saw me marching
mama think, pretty Peggy-O
mama think, pretty Peggy-O
Guineas clink?
at the head of my soilders-o.
Come a-steppin down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O
Come a-steppin down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O
Come a-steppin down the stairs
Combin' back your yellow hair
Bid a last fair well to your William-O
For if ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
If ever I return
All your cities I will burn
Destroy all the ladies in the are-o
Sweet William he is dead, pretty Peggy-O
Sweet William he is dead, pretty Peggy-O
Sweet William he is dead,
And he died for a maid
And he's burried in Louisana country-O
As we marched out to Fenerio
As we marched out to Fenerio
Our Captain fell in love
With a lady like a dove
And he called her by name, Pretty Peggy-O
Fish and Whistle
John Prine
Intro:
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
[G]I been thinking lately about the [C]people I [G]meet
The [C]carwash on the [G]corner and the [D]hole in the street
The [G]way my ankles hurt with [C]shoes on my feet
And I'm [G]wondering if I'm [D]gonna see tom[G]orrow
Chorus:
[G]Father forgive us for [C]what we must [G]do
[C]You forgive [G]us we'll [D]forget you
[G]We'll forgive each other till we [C]both turn blue
Then we'll [G]whistle and go [D]fishing in [G]Heaven
Instrumental:
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
[G]I was in the army but I [C]never dug a [G]trench
[C]I used to bust my [G]knuckles on a [D]monkey wrench
Then I'd [G]go to town and drink and [C]give the girls a pinch
But I [G]don't think they [D]ever even [G]noticed me
Repeat chorus:
[D]Fish and whistle
Whistle and fish
[G]Eat every thing that they put on your dish
And [C]when we get through we'll [G]make a big wish
That we [A7]never have to do this [D7]again
Again?
Again???
[G]On my very first job I said [C]"thank you" and [G]"please"
They [C]made me scrub a [G]parking lot [D]down on my knees
[G]Then I got fired for [C]being scared of bees
And they [G]only give me [D]fifty cents and [G]hour
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental:
[G] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
[D]Fish and whistle
Whistle and fish
[G]Eat every thing that they put on your dish
And [C]when we get through we'll [G]make a big wish
That we [A7]never have to do this [D7]again
Again?
Again???
Repeat Chorus:
Ending:
[G]We'll whistle and go [D]fishing in [G]Heaven
[G]We'll whistle and go [D]fishing in [G]Heaven
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[G] [C] [G]
[C] [G] [D]
[G] [C] [G] [D] [G]
Flowers On The Wall
(Statler Brothers)
C
Am
I keep hearin' you're concerned about my happiness
D7
G
But all that thought you've given me is conscience I guess
C
Am
If I were walkin' in your shoes, I wouldn't worry none
D7
G
While you and your friends are worryin' 'bout me, I'm havin' lots of fun
Cho....
Am
Countin' flowers on the wall, that don't bother me at all
Playin' solitaire 'til dawn, with a deck of fifty-one
F
Smokin' cigarettes and watchin' "Captain Kangaroo"
G
Now don't tell me
F
G
I've nothin' to do
Last night I dressed in tails, pretended I was on the town
As long as I can dream it's hard to slow this swinger down
So please don't give a thought to me, I'm really doin' fine
You can always find me here and havin' quite a time
cho...
It's good to see you, I must go, I know I look a fright
Anyway, my eyes are not accustomed to this light
And my shoes are not accustomed to this hard concrete
So I must go back to my room and make my day complete
cho...
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Don't tell me
F
G
I've nothin' to do
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sail away to the west.
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sail all around this whole wide word to the
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girl i love the best
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if i'd have listened to what mama said,
I would not be here today.
Lying around this old jailhouse.
Just wasting my poor life away.
3:
Oh,
sha
She
Oh,
old
she caused me to weep ,
caused me to mourn.
caused me to leave my home.
the lonesome pines and the good
times, I'm on my way back home.
FOLSOM PRISON BLUES
JOHNNY CASH
G
I HEAR THE TRAIN A COMIN, IT'S ROLLIN ROUND THE BEND,
I AIN'T SEEN THE SUNSHINE SINCE I DON'T KNOW WHEN.
C
G
I'M STUCK IN FOLSOM PRISON AND TIME KEEPS DRAGGIN ON.
D7
G
BUT THE TRAIN KEEPS ROLLIN ON DOWN TO SAN ANTONE.
G
WHEN I WAS JUST A BABY MY MAMA TOLD ME, SON
ALWAYS BE A GOOD BOY, DON'T EVERY PLAY WITH GUNS.
C
G
BUT I SHOT A MAN IN RENO JUST TO WATCH HIM DIE.
D7
G
WHEN I HEAR THAT WHISTLE BLOWIN I HANG MY HEAD AND CRY.
G
I BET THERE'S RICH FOLKS EATIN IN A FANCY DININ CAR,
THEY'RE PROB'LY DRINKIN COFFEE AND SMOKIN BIG CIGARS,
C
G
BUT I KNOW I HAD IT COMIN, I KNOW I CAN'T BE FREE,
D7
BUT THOSE PEOPLE KEEP A MOVIN AND THAT'S WHAT
G
TORTURES ME.
G
WELL IF THEY FREED ME FROM THIS PRISON, IF THAT RAILROAD
TRAIN WAS MINE
I BET I'D MOVE A LITTLE FARTHER ON DOWN THE LINE.
C
G
FAR FROM FOLSOM PRISON THAT'S WHERE I WANT TO STAY
D7
G
AND I'D LET THAT LONESOME WHISTLE BLOW MY BLUES AWAY.
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Friend Of The Devil
(Garcia/Hunter/Dawson)
Jerry Intro - Slow Version
Bob Intro - Fast Version
Jerry Parts - Fast Version
G
I lit out from Reno,
C
I was trailed by twenty hounds
G
Didn't get to sleep that night
C
'Till the morning came around.
D
Set out runnin' but I take my time
Am
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
D
If I get home before daylight,
Am
C
D
I just might get some sleep tonight.
Ran into the devil, babe,
He loaned me twenty bills
I spent the night in Utah
In a cave up in the hills.
Set out runnin' but I take my time,
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
If I get home before daylight,
I just might get some sleep tonight.
I ran down to the levee
But the devil caught me there
He took my twenty dollar bill
And vanished in the air.
Set out runnin' but I take my time
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine
If I get home before daylight,
I just might get some sleep tonight.
D
Got two reasons why I cry
D
Away each lonely night,
C
The first one's named Sweet Anne Marie,
C
C C#
And she's my hearts delight.
D
The second one is prison, baby,
D
The sheriff's on my trail,
Am
And if he catches up with me,
C
D
I'll spend my life in jail.
Got
And
The
But
a wife in Chino, babe,
one in Cherokee
first one says she's got my child,
it don't look like me.
Set out runnin' but I take my time,
A friend of the devil is a friend of mine,
If I get home before daylight,
I just might get some sleep tonight.
Extra Verse
You
You
The
But
can borrow from the devil
can borrow from a friend
devil’ll loan ya twenty
your friend got only ten
Jerry Intro - Slow
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The Gambler
Kenny Rogers
D
G/D
D
On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere,
A
I met up with the gambler; we were both too tired to sleep.
D
G/D
D
So we took turns a starin' out the window at the darkness
G/D
D
A
D
'til boredom overtook us, and he began to speak.
D
G/D
D
He said, "Son, I've made a life out of readin' people's faces,
A
and knowin' what their cards were by the way they held their eyes.
D
G/D
D
And if you don't mind my sayin', I can see you're out of aces.
G/D
D
A
D
For a taste of your whiskey I'll give you some advice."
D
G
D
So I handed him my bottle and he drank down my last swallow.
A
Then he bummed a cigarette and asked me for a light.
D
G
D
And the night got deathly quiet, and his face lost all expression.
G
D
A
D
Said, "If you're gonna play the game, boy, ya gotta learn to play it
right.
D
G
D
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
G
D
A
know when to walk away and know when to run.
D
Em/A D
G
D
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
G
D
A
D
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.
[Slide capo to 2nd fret]
D
G
D
Ev'ry gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
A
is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep.
D
G
D
'Cause ev'ry hand's a winner and ev'ry hand's a loser,
G
D
A
D
and the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep."
D
G
D
And when he'd finished speakin', he turned back towards the window,
A
crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep.
D
G
D
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even.
G
D
A
D
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep.
D
G
D
You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em,
G
D
A
know when to walk away and know when to run.
D
Em/A D
G
D
You never count your money when you're sittin' at the table.
G
D
A
D
There'll be time enough for countin' when the dealin's done.
[Repeat chorus once and end]
Gimme Three Steps
by Lynrd Skynrd.
D
D
I was cuttin the rug down at a place called 'The Jug'
A
A
with a girl named Linda Lou
D
D
When in walked a man with a gun in his hand
E
A
he was looking for you know who.
D
D
He said "Hey there fellow with the hair coloured yellow,
G
E
watcha tryin' to proove?
D
D
Cuz' this is my woman there and I'm a man who cares
A
D
and this might be all for you"
(I said "excuse me!")
D
D
I was scared and fearing for my life
A
A
shaking like a leaf on a tree
D
D
Cuz' he was lean and mean and big and bad, Lord,
E
A
pointing that gun at me
D
D
I said "wait a minute mister, I didn't even kiss her,
G
E
don't want no trouble with you
D
D
and I know you don't owe me but I wish you would let me
A
D
ask one favour from you:
D
D
Say won't you Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister,
A
A
gimme 3 steps toward the door?
D
D
Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister
A
D
and you'll never see me no more."
(Guitar solo)
D
D
O well the crowd cleared away and I began to pray
A
A
and the water fell down to the floor
D
D
and I'm telling you, son, it ain't no fun,
E
A
staring straight down a fourty-four.
D
D
Well, he turned and screamed at Linda Lou,
G
E
and that's the break I was looking for
D
D
and you could hear me screaming a mile away
A
D
as I was headed out toward the door.
D
D
Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister,
A
A
gimme 3 steps toward the door?
D
D
Gimme 3 steps, gimme 3 steps mister
A
D
and you'll never see me no more."
( I'm gonna get the hell out of Dodge)
Goin' Down The Road Feelin'
Bad/And We Bid You Goodnight
Intro
E
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
Riff
A
E
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
A
E
C#m
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
E
B
E
I don't want to be treated this a-way.
Goin' where the
Goin' where the
Goin' where the
I don't want to
climate suits my clothes.
climate suits my clothes.
climate suits my clothes.
be treated this a-way.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
I don't want to be treated this a-way.
Goin' where the
Goin' where the
Goin' where the
I don't want to
water tastes like wine.
water tastes like wine.
water tastes like wine.
be treated this a-way.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
Goin' down the road feelin' bad.
I don't want to be treated this a-way.
Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow.
Goin' where the chilly winds don't blow.
Goin' where those chilly winds don't blow.
I don't want to be treated this a-way.
And We Bid You Goodnight Instrumental Ending
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And We Bid You End
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Good Hearted Woman
Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson
D
D7
G
A long time forgotten are dreams that just fell by the way
A7
D
The good life he promised ain't what she's living today
D
D7
G
But she never complains of the bad times or bad things he's done, Lord
A7
She just talks about the good times they've had and all the good times
D
to come
CHORUS:
D
D7
G
She's a good-hearted woman in love with a good-timin' man
A7
D
She loves him in spite of his ways that she don't understand
D
D7
Through teardrops and laughter, they'll pass through this world handG
in-hand,
A7
D
A good-hearted woman loving her good timing man
He like the night life, the bright lights and good-timin' friends
When the party's all over she'll welcome him back home again
Lord knows she don't understand him, but she does the best that she can
'Cause she's a good-hearted woman; she loves her good timin' man
CHORUS
Good News Blues
Todd Snider
E
E
We-e-e-e-ll, My woman left me and I?m so glad she did
A
E
You know my old gal left me and I?m glad she took the kids
B
E
Now I got less mouths to feed and more room to sleep in my bed
Chorus:
E
I got the good news blues, I?m smiling on a rainy day
A
I got the good news blues, I sung all my troubles away
B
E
Aint got no aching bones, aint got no bills to pay
E
You see these politicians just tell you what they think we want to hear
A
You know it?s here one day and then it?s right out that other ear
B
E
You know they promise us whiskey and won?t even give us a beer
Chorus
Instrumental solos
Chorus
Aint got no aching bones, aint got no bills I?m gonna pay
GoodNight Irene
Slowly - as a Waltz
1ST VERSE
G
D
I ASKED YOUR MOTHER FOR YOU
D7
G
SHE SAID THAT YOU WAS TOO YOUNG
G7
C
A7
NOW I WISH I'D NEVER SEEN YOUR FACE
D
D7
G
I WISH I'D NEVER BEEN BORN
CHORUS G
D
D7
G
IRENE GOOD NIGHT. IRENE GOODNIGHT
G7
C
A7
GOOD NIGHT IRENE, GOODNIGHT IRENE
D
D7
G
I'LL SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS
2ND VERSE
SOMETIMES I LIVE IN THE CITY,
SOMETIMES I LIVE IN THE TOWN
SOMETIMES I GET A GREAT NOTION,
TO JUMP INTO THE RIVER AND DROWN
CHORUS 3RD & 4TH VERSES
I LOVES IRENE, GOD KNOWS I DO.
LOVES HER TILL THE SEA RUNS DRY
BUT IF IRENE TURNS HER BACK ON ME
I'M GONNA TAKE MORPHENE AND DIE
STOP RAMBLIN' AND STOP GAMBLIN'
STOP STAYIN' OUT LATE AT NIGHT
GO ON HOME TO YOUR WIFE AND YOUR FAMILY, BOY
AND SIT DOWN BY THE FIRE SIDE BRIGHT
CHORUS -
Half Moon Rising
Yonder Mountain String Band
Capo 2
G
C
There's a house somewhere I know where's the
G
C
C
There's a swing outside on the porch where I
dusk until the dawn
Am
G
And even though the wind may be howlin'
Am
C
D
Stars are bright and they push me on and on
D
Em
C
G
fire's burn all night long
D
Em
D
feel I could rock away the
C
G
D
Em
There's a half moon risin' in the south eastern skies
C
G
D
G
There's a cold wind blowing across the great divide
C
G
D
Em
And the stars they guide my way across the night
C
G
D
G
D
There's a half moon rising, pushin' me on to another mountain top
D
G
D
Push me on, no I'll never stop, push me on home
C
G
D
G C D Em
There's a half moon rising in the south eastern skies tonight
Now the shoes on my feet, those soles broken down and my coat is
tattered and worn
And the hunger in my belly, and the fever in my head will vanish 'ere
my first glimpse of home
And even though the rain may now be fallin'
The passion is deep and pushes me on
Chorus
There's a still at dawn like the sound of your loves breath as she lies
sleeping
Down below me now in the valley is the only piece on earth that I ever
want to know
And her lips are as soft as I remember
She alone has brought me back on home
Chorus
Hard To Handle
Intro
Verse Riff
End Of Verse Riff
B
Baby here I am and I'm a man upon the scene
B
I can give you what you want, but you got to come home with me
B
I got a whole lot of good ole loving and I got some in store
B
When I get through throwin' it on to you got to come back for more
F#
Boys and things will come by the dozen
F#
Ain't nothin' but drug store love
B
Pretty little thing let me light your candle
B
Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now yes I am.
A
E
B
(4X)
Action speaks louder than words and I'm a man with great experience
I know you got another man, but I can love you better than him
Take my hand, don't be afraid I'm gonna prove every word I say
I'm advertising love for free so won't you place your ad with me?
Boys and things will come by the dozen
Ain't nothin' but drug store love
Pretty little thing let me light your candle
Give it to me baby, I got to have it, some of your love
It's all I need, early in the morning, late in the evening.
Last Updated 10/18/96
General Rules On Chord Charts
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Hesitation Blues
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I need a new gal
she won't mind, tell me --
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How long
do I have to
wait?
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Can I
get you now,
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F
Fm6
C
G7
e|-------------------------|-----------1===========-B|-----1-------1-----1-----|-1---------O===========-G|-------3-----2-----1-----|-O---O-----O===========-D|-------2-----3-----O-----|-------------O----------A|-3-----------------------|-3----------------------E|-------------------------|-------3-----------3----1 + a 2 + a 3 + a 4 + a
1 + a 2 + a 3 + a 4 + a
-tate?
Well, the eagle on the dollar says "in God we trust"
You say you want a man, I wanna see that dollar first, tell me-(Chorus)
If the river was whiskey, and I was a duck,
You know I'd swim to the bottom, Lord, an' never come up, tell me-(Chorus)
Rocks in the ocean, baby, fish in the sea
knows you mean the world to me, tell me-(Chorus)
Well, the hesitatin' stalker's got them hesitatin' shoes
Lord, I got them Hesitatin' Blues, tell me-How long do I have to wait?
Can I get you now, Lord, must I hestitate
Said, can I get you now, how long must I hesitate?
HEY, GOOD LOOKIN'
Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr.
Hey, [C] Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
[D7] How's about cookin' [G7] somethin' up with [C] me ... [G7]
[C] Hey, sweet baby, don't you think maybe
[D7] We could find us a [G7] brand new reci-[C] pe. ... [C7]
I got a [F] hot rod Ford and a [C] two dollar bill
And [F] I know a spot right [C] over the hill
[F] There's soda pop and the [C] dancin's free
So if you [D7] wanna have fun come a-[G7] long with me.
Say [C] Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
[D7] How's about cookin' [G7] somethin' up with [C] me.
I'm free and ready so we can go steady
How's about savin' all your time for me
No more lookin', I know I've been (*tooken)
How's about keepin' steady company.
I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence
And find me one for five or ten cents.
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on ev'ry page.
Say Hey, Good Lookin', whatcha got cookin'
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me.
High On A Mountain Top
Verse
1 / b7 / 1 / 1
1 / b7 / 1 / 1
1 / b7 / 1 / 4
1 / 5 / 1 / 1
Chorus
1 / b7 / 1 / 4
1 / 5 / 1 / 1
1 / b7 / 1 / 4
1 / 5 / 1 / 1
High on a mountain top, wind blowin free
Thinkin bout the days that used to be
High on a mountain top, standin all alone
Wonderin where the years of my life have flown
As I look in the valley down below
It was green just as far as I could see
As my memory returned, oh how my heart did yearn
For you and the days that used to be
Well I wonder if you ever think of me
Or has time blotted out your memory
As I listen to the breeze whisper gently to the trees
I’ll always cherish what you meant to me
Hold What You’ve Got
1
1
1
1
/
/
/
/
1
1
1
5
/
/
/
/
4
5
4
1
/
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4
5
4
1
Hold what you got, I’m a-comin’ home baby
hold what you got and I don’t mean maybe
Been thinkin’ ‘bout you and I’m on my way
Don’t sell the house, don’t wreck the car
stop there honey right where you are
If you hold what you got I’m a-comin’ home to stay
Well in my mind I can leave you
that’s a pretty good sign that I need you
That’s why I can’t wait to get back home
So squeeze yourself real good and tight
and I’ll be home before daylight
If you hold what you got I’ll be comin’ home to stay
Well when I get back, honey, I ain’t a-leavin’
been too lonely, done too much grievin’
When I get back honey this time I’m gonna’ stay
Well we won’t fuss and we won’t fight
this time things are gonna be all right
If you hold what you got I’m a-comin’ home to stay
HONKY TONKIN'
Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr.
When [G] you are sad and lonely and have no place to go
Call me up, sweet baby, and bring along some dough
And we'll go Honky Tonkin', Honky Tonkin'
Honky Tonkin', Honey Baby
We'll go Honky Tonkin' [D7] 'round this [G] town.
When you and your baby have a fallin' out
Just call me up sweet mama and we'll go steppin' out
And we'll go Honky Tonkin', Honky Tonkin'
Honky Tonkin', Honey Baby
We'll go Honky Tonkin' 'round this town.
We're goin' to the city - to the city fair
If you go to the city then you will find me there
And we'll go Honky Tonkin', Honky Tonkin'
Honky Tonkin', Honey Baby
We'll go Honky Tonkin' 'round this town.
Repeat first verse.
HOW MOUNTAIN GIRLS CAN LOVE
Ruby Rake
INTRO
G D G D G
CHORUS
C
G
Get down boys go back home
D
G
Back to the girl you love
C
G
Treat her right never wrong
D
G
How mountain girls can love
VERSE 1
G
Riding the night in the high cold wind
D
G
On the trail of that old lonesome pine
G
Thinkin' of you feeling so blue
D
G
Wonderin' why I left you behind
(CHORUS)
VERSE 2
Remember the night we strolled down the lane
Our hearts were gay and happy then
You whispered to me when I held you close
We hoped that night would never end
(CHORUS)
I Aint Broke (But I’m Badly Bent)
1
1
4
5
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1
1
4
5
/
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1
1
I’m going back to the country, I can’t pay the rent
No I’m not completely broke, but brother I’m badly bent
Can’t understand, where my money went
I aint broke, but I’m badly bent.
When I get back to the country, I’ll be livin’ in a tent.
Maw and Paw will surely be mad ‘bout all the money I spent
Can’t understand, just where it went
I aint broke, but I’m badly bent.
Well, I had a lot of money, but to the city I went
Met to many good lookin’ girls and that’s where my money went
Now I know, just where it went
I aint broke, but I’m badly bent.
I Hear Them All
Old Crow Medicine Show
A D A
A E F#m D
A E A
D
A
I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering
E
A
Yeah, they're crying out for heavens own benevolence upon them
D
A
I hear destructive power prevailing, I hear fools falsing hailing
E
To the
A
I hear
E
I hear
A
I hear
F#m
D
crooked words of tyrants when they call
them all
them all
them all
I hear the sounds of tearing pages and the roar of burning paper
All the crimes and acquisition turn to air and ash and paper
And the rattle of the shackle far beyond emancipator
And lowliest together in their stalls
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
Harmonica Solo
So while you're sitting whilst dixie with your money and your power
I can hear the flowers a growing in the rubble of the towers
I hear leaders quit their lying, I hear babys quit their crying
I hear soldiers quit their dying one and all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
Harmonica Solo
I hear the tender words from Zion
I hear Noah's waterfall
hear the gentle lamb of Juda sleeping at the feet of Buddah
And the prophets from Elijah to the old Paiute Wovaka
Take their places at the table when they're called
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all...
I Know You Rider
Europe 72
(Traditional)
Intro:
SN Bass - A
B
C#
(Chord) D
D
C
G
I know you, rider, gonna miss me when
D
C
G
I know you, rider, gonna miss me when
F
C
F
C
Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in
D
I'm gone
D
I'm gone
Em
D
your arms.
Laid down last night, Lord, I could not take my rest
Laid down last night, Lord, I could not take my rest
My mind was wandering like the wild geese in the West.
The Sun will shine in my back door someday.
The Sun will shine in my back door someday.
March winds will blow all my troubles away.
I wish I was a headlight, on a North bound train
I wish I was a headlight, on a North bound train
I'd shine my light through cool Colorado rain.
I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone
I know you, rider, gonna miss me when I'm gone
Gonna miss your baby, from rolling in your arms.
Here’s one for the old folks
I’d rather drink muddy water, sleep in a hollow log
I’d rather drink muddy water, sleep in a hollow log
Then stay here in ‘Frisco, be treated like a dog
I Can't Complain
- Todd Snider
Riff:
This is much easier than it might look. On a 7th
a D
followed by switched back and forth between a G9
each string
in the chord. It's really easy and sounds really
the "cruisin'
that passing lane" and "I can't complain" during
fret capo this is just
and C9 and hitting
cool. Do this between
the chorus.
e------9-----------------------------------------10
B----10------10----10-----10----10-----10----10--10
G---9-------7-----7------7-----7------7-----7-----7
D--7-------9-----7------9-----7------9-----7------9
A--------10-----9-----10-----9-----10-----9------10
E-------------------------------------------------Capo 7th Fret
G
A little out of place
A little out of tune
D
Sorta lost in space
G
Racin' that moon
C
Climbin' the walls
G
Of this hurricane
D
Still overall
G
I can't complain
All I wanted was one chance
To let freedom ring
They said I had to get a permit
Tags and everything
I never made it through that red tape
I've got this paper hat
I got a job workin' weekdays
You want fries with that?
C
I've got nothing to lose
G
Nothing to gain
C
G
C
G
D
It's like a one way ticket to cruisin' that passing lane
G
I can't complain
I was talkin' with my girlfriend
I told her I was stressed
I said I'm goin' off the deep end
She said give it a rest
We're all waitin' in the dugout
Wishin' we could pitch
How are you gonna throw a shutout
If all you do is bitch?
I've got nothing to lose
Nothing to gain
It's like a one way ticket to cruisin' that passing lane
I can't complain
So now I've got a brand new dance
I need one more shot
Gonna take my last chance
You know I won't get caught
Gonna make my last stand
This time I can't be bought
Then again on the other hand
How much have you got?
I've got nothing to lose
Nothing to gain
It's like a one way ticket to cruisin' that passing lane
I can't complain
A little out of place
A little out of tune
Sorta lost in space
Chasin' that moon
Climbin' the walls
Of this hurricane
Still overall
I can't complain
I Gotta Get Drunk
Willie Nelson
D
D7
Well I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it
G
D
cause I know just what I'm gonna do
A7
D
I'll start to spend my money callin everybody honey
E7
A7
and I'll wind up singin the blues
G
D
I'll spend my whole paycheck on some old wreck
A7
And brother I can name you a few
D
D7
G
Well I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it
D
A7
D
cause I know just what I'm gonna do
Verse 2
I gotta get drunk, I just can't stay sober
There's a lot of good people in town
Who like to hear me holler, see me spend my dollar
and I wouldn't dream of lettin 'em down
There's a lot of doctors tell me
that I'b better start slowing it down
But there's more old drunks than there are old doctors
So I guess we'd better have another round
Repeat Verse 1
I shall be Released
Bob Dylan
G
Am
Bm
C
Am7
G
They say everyman can placed they say
istan is not
ar
be re
,
every d
ce
ne
G
Am Bm
C
Am7
G
But I remember
of every an
put me
ace
re
every f
m
who
he
Chorus
G
Am
I see my light
ini
come sh
n'
G
Am
Any day
any day
now,
now
Bm
C
Am7
G
, from the st to the
st
we
un ea
Bm C Am7
G
, I hal be
ased
s l reale
They say every man must need
protection
They say that every man
must fall
Yet I swear I see my
reflection
Someplace so high above the
wall
Chorus
Down here next to me in this
lonely crowd
There's a man who swears he's not
to blame
All day long I hear him crying
out loud
Calling out that he's been
framed
Chorus X 2
I Walk the Line
Johnny Cash
A
E7
A
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
A
E7
A
I keep my eyes wide open all the time.
A
D
A
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
A
E7
A
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I walk the line
You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I Walk the Line
- OR –
C
G7
C
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
C
G7
C
I keep my eyes wide open all the time.
C7
F
C
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
C
G7
C
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I walk the line
You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I'll Fly Away
traditional
G
G7
Some glad
when this life is
morning,
over
C
G
I'll
away
fly
G
to my home on God's celestial show
D
G
I'll fly
way
a
G
G7
I'll fly
oh, glory
away,
C
G
I'll
away
fly
G
when I die, hallelujah, by and by
G D
G
fly
I'll
away
When the shadows of this life have grown
I'll fly away
Like a bird from prison bars has flown
I'll fly away
Chorus
Oh how glad and happy when we meet
I'll fly away
No more cold iron shackles on my feet
I'll fly away
Chorus
Just a few more weary days and then
I'll fly away
To a land where joys will never end
I'll fly away
If I Needed You
Townes Van Zandt
E
B
G
D
A
E
G
G
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--------0---------0--|-------0---------0-|-------0---------0--|
------0---------0----|-----0---------0---|-----0---------0----|
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--3--------3---------|3---------3--------|3---------3---------|
INTRO
E
B
G
D
A
E
G
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3-------------h1---|0---------0-h1------|3--------------0--|
-------0---------0-|-------0---------0--|-------0---------0|
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3---------3--------|3---------3---------|3---------3-------|
E
B
G
D
A
E
C
D
G
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-------2---------2---|-----0---------0---|-----0---------0----|
--3---------3--------|0---------0--------|--------------------|
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Then, a repeat...
E
B
G
D
A
E
G
Slightly different here
G
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------0---------0----|-----0---------0---|-----0---------0----|
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--3--------3---------|3---------3--------|3---------3---------|
E
B
G
D
A
E
G
-------------------|--------------------|---------------0--|
3-------------h1---|0---------0-h1------|3-----------------|
-------0---------0-|-------0---------0--|-------0---------0|
-----0---------0---|-----0---------0----|-----0---------0--|
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3---------3--------|3---------3---------|3---------3-------|
E
B
G
D
A
E
C
D
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--1------------------|3------------------|------------0-------|
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-------2---------2---|-----0---------0---|-----0---------0----|
--3---------3--------|0---------0--------|--------------------|
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If I
This next pick repeats through the song. Lyle adds little flourishes
here and there but those can evolve later
E
B
G
D
A
E
G
G
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------0---------0----|-----0---------0---|-----0---------0----|
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--3--------3---------|3---------3--------|3---------3---------|
need
ed
you
would you come
to
G
E -------------------|-------------------|
B ------------0------|------------0------|
G -------0---------0-|-------0---------0-|
D -----0---------0---|-----0---------0---|
A -------------------|-------------------|
E 3---------3--------|3---------3--------|
me
would you come
to
E
B
G
D
A
E
C
D
G
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me
and
ease
my
pain
If I Needed You
By Townes Van Zandt as played by Lyle Lovett
Capo 8
G
If I needed you
Would you come to me
C
Would you come to me
D
G
And ease my pain
If you needed me
I would come to you
I would swim the seas
For to ease your pain
In the night forelorn
Aw, the morning's born
And the morning shines
With the lights of love
You will miss sunrise
If you close your eyes
And that would break
My heart in two
Lady's with me now
Since I showed her how
To lay her lilly
Hand in mine
Loop and Lil agree
She's a sight to see
And a treasure for
The poor to find
In The Pines
(3/4)
1
1
1
1
/
/
/
/
1
5
1
5
/
/
/
/
4
1
4
1
/
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1
1
1
1
The longest train I ever saw
Went down that Georgia line
The engine passed at six o’clock
The caboose rolled by at nine
In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines
We shiver when the cold wind blows
Ooo...
Well I asked my captain for the time of day
Said he throwed his watch away
A long steel rail and a short cross tie
I’m on my way back home
Little girl, little girl, what have i done
That makes you treat me so
You caused me to weep you caused me to roam
You caused me to leave my home
I've Been All Around This
World
Intro
C
Upon the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.
C
C7 F
C
Upon the Blue Ridge Mountains,
there I'll take my stand.
F
A rifle on my shoulder,
C
Six shooter in my hand;
G
C
Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world.
Lulu, my Lulu come and open the door.
Lulu, my Lulu come and open the door.
Before I have to walk on in
With my old forty-four.
Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world.
Mama and Papa, little sister makes three.
Mama and Papa, little sister makes three.
They're comin' in the mornin';
That's the last you'll see of me.
Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world.
Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone.
Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone.
I wouldn't mind your hangin' boys,
But you wait in jail so long.
Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world.
Upon the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.
Upon the Blue Ridge Mountains, there I'll take my stand.
A rifle on my shoulder,
Six shooter in my hand;
Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world.
Intro
E----------------------------------------------0---0---0---0
B----------------------------------------------1---1---1---1
G--------0--2--0----------------0--2p0---------0---0---0---0
D----0h2----------2h0------0h2----------0h2----2---2---2---2
A--3-------------------3---------------------3-------3-----E------------------------------------------------3-------3-E--------0-------------------------------------------------B--1--3-----3--1h3--1----------1------1--3p1----1----------G----------------------2--0h2-----0h2--------2-----0-------D----------------------------------------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------B--------------------1-----1--------------1----------------G---0h2--0--2--0--2-----2-----2--------0-----2p0-----------D----------------------------------0h2------------2--------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------B----------------------------------------------------------G-------------------0--------------------------------------D--------------0h2-------2p0-------------------------------A-----0-2-3-------------------3--0--2--3-------2--3--------E--3----------------------------------------3---------------
Idaho
- Yonder Mountain String Band
Intro:
A/B/C
C
C
D
G
G
C
F
C
F
C
G
From Stanley up to Sunbeam
C
From Clayton on to Challis
F
C
Headin’ down the Salmon River
F
C
To the rangeland palace
F
C
D
Sagebrush all around
F
C
D
Where the deer and elk do roam
This place I may call home
Where the flatlands stretch for miles
And the mountains touch the sky
And the sun always shines
Chorus:
Em
C
D
In Idaho, ohhhhhhhhhh
Em
C
D
In Idaho, ohhhhhhhhhh
Em
C
D
In Idaho, ohhhhhhhhhh
Em
C
D
In Idaho
My mind is filled with images
Of sawtoothed ridges
Where the snowmelt forms
Cold mountain creeks
Flowing through the valleys down below
I was standin’ ‘neath the pine trees
On a bed of wild grass
This place has captured me
Wildflowers I can see
There ain’t no place I’d rather be
Chorus:
Than Idaho, ohhhhhhhhhh
In Idaho, ohhhhhhhhhh
In Idaho, ohhhhhhhhhh
In Idaho
A/B/C
C
C
D
G
G
Iko Iko
D
D
A
A
A
D
D
Hey now, Hey now,
A
Iko Iko ah-nay
A
Joc-a-mo-fee-no-ah-nah-nay
D
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
D
My spy boy to your spy boy,
A
They were sittin' along the bayou,
A
My spy boy to your spy boy,
D
I'm gonna set your tail on fire.
Hey now, Hey now,
Iko Iko ah-nay
Joc-a-mo-fee-no-ah-nah-nay
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
My Grandma to your Grandpa
Sittin on' the bayou
My Grandma to your Grandpa
Gonna fix your chicken wire.
This version is more what Dr. John would do.
D
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
D
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
A
Baby, If you don't like what I've got to say,
D
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
D
Iko, Iko,
A
Iko Iko Ah-Nay
A
Joc-a-mo-fee-no-ah-nah-nay
D
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
D
My spy boy to your spy boy,
A
They were sittin' along the bayou,
A
My spy boy to your spy boy,
D
I'm gonna set your tail on fire.
Hey now, Hey now,
Iko Iko ah-nay
Joc-a-mo-fee-no-ah-nah-nay
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
We goin' down to Bedford town,
Iko Iko ah- nay
Sure get rowdy when the sun go down,
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
See Marie down the railroad track
Iko Iko Ah-nay
Said put it here in the chicken sack
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
My little boy to your little boy,
Get your head on my-o
My little girl to your little boy,
Gonna fix your chicken wire
We goin' down to see my shack,
Iko Iko ah-nay
Shoulder to shoulder and back to back
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
The little bitty boy I did not care
Iko Iko ah-nay
I had to leave New Orleans to go somewhere
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
Goin' down to see my granny
Iko Iko ah-nay
Sure get rowdy eatin' grits and gravy
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
My flag boy to
Sittin on' the
My flag boy to
Gonna set your
your flag boy
bayou
your flag boy,
flag on fire.
See me gal all dressed in red
Iko Iko ah-nay
Bet you five dollars she'll shoot you dead
Joc-a-mo-fee-nah-nay
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In Tall Buildings
by: John Hartford 1976
C
Em
Am G
Someday, baby, when I am a man,
Dm
G
and other's have taught me
C
G
the best that they can
C
Em
they'll sell me a suit
Am
G
and cut off my hair
Dm
G
C
G
and send me to work in tall buildings
and it's goodbye to the sunshine
goodbye to the dew
goodbye to the flowers
and goodbye to you
I'm off to the subway
I must not be late
going to work in tall buildings
now when I retire
and my life is my own
I made all the payments
it's time to go home
and wonder what happened
betwixt and between
when I went to work in tall buildings
and it's goodbye to the sunshine
goodbye to the dew
goodbye to the flowers
and goodbye to you
I'm off to the subway
I mustn't be late
going to work in tall buildings
IN THE JAILHOUSE NOW - No. 1
Words and music by Jimmie Rodgers
[D] I had a friend named Ramblin' Bob
Who used to steal, gamble and rob
He thought he was the smartest guy in [G] town
But I found out last Monday
That Bob got locked up Sunday
They've [A] got him in the [E] jailhouse way down [A] town.
Refrain:
He's in the [D] jailhouse now
He's in the [G] jailhouse now
I [A] told him once or twice
To quit playin' cards and shootin' [A7] dice
He's in the [A] jailhouse [D] now. (Yodel)
He played a game called poker
He knuckled with Dan Yoakum
But shootin' dice was his greatest game
Now he's downtown in jail
Nobody to go his bail
The judge done said that he will pay the fine.
Refrain:
I went out last Tuesday
Met a girl named Susie
I told her I was the swellest man around
We started to spend my money
Then she started to call me honey
We took in every cabaret in town.
We're in the jailhouse now
We're in the jailhouse now
I told the judge right to his face
We didn't like to see this place
We're in the jailhouse now. (Yodel)
IN THE JAILHOUSE NOW - No. 2
Words and music by Jimmie Rodgers
[D] I had a friend named Campbell
He used to rob, steal and gamble
He tried ev'rything that was low-[G] down
He was out tom-cattin' one night
When he started a big fight
Then a [A] big policeman [E] came and knocked him [A] down.
He's in the [D] jailhouse now
He's in the [G] jailhouse now
I [A] told him over again
To quit drinking whiskey
Lay off of that [A7] gin
He's in the [A] jailhouse [D] now. (Yodel)
Campbell broke jail one day
Decided he'd go away
But the police met him at the train
The cop says I've come for you
Campbell says that this won't do
Because Campbell never my name.
He's in the jailhouse now
He's in the jailhouse now
Yes, he broke out
All over town the fool walked about
He's in the jailhouse now. (Yodel)
I met his old gal Sadie
'She said, "Have you seen my baby"
I told her he was downtown in the can
She went down to the jail
Just to go his bail
She said, "I've come down here to get my man."
She's in the jailhouse
She's in the jailhouse
So you can understand
Why old kid Sadie's in
She's in the jailhouse
now
now
the can
now. (Yodel)
Jack-A-Roe
Intro
Am
C
E7
There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell
Am
C
F
C
He had a Beautiful daughter, the truth to you I'll tell
Am
E7
Am
Oh the truth to you I'll tell
She had sweethearts a plenty, and men of high degree
But none but Jack the sailor, her true love e'er could be
Oh her true love e'er could be
Jack has gone a-sailing, with trouble on his mind
He's left his native country and his darling girl behind
Oh his darling girl behind
She went down to a tailor shop and dressed in man's array
She climbed on board the vessel to convey herself away
Oh convey herself away
Before you get on board sir, your name we'd like to know
She smiled on her countenance, they call me Jack-A-Roe
Oh they call me Jack-A-Roe
I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small
Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball
Oh to face the cannonball
I know my waist is to slender, my fingers they are small
But it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall
Oh to see ten thousand fall
The war soon being over she went and looked around
Among the dead and wounded her darling boy she found
Oh her darling boy she found
She picked him up all in her arms and carried him to the town
She sent for a physician to quickly heal his wounds
Oh to quickly heal his wounds
This couple they got married so well they did agree
This couple they got married so why not you and me?
Oh why not you and me?
Oh why not you and me?
Intro
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JAMBALAYA ON THE BAYOU
by Hank Williams Sr 1952
[C] Goodbye, joe, me gotta go, me oh my [G7] oh.
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the [C] bayou.
My yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh [G7] my oh.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the [C] bayou.
jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet [G7] gumbo
Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher [C] amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be [G7] gayo,
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the [C] bayou.
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Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is [G7] buzzin',
Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
We dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Well jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
Cause tonight i'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
Well jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo
Cause tonight i'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
We dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
James River Blues
Old Crow Medicine Show
Intro
Bm///G///Bm///G/A/ (chorus pattern)
Verse 1
D
G
James river blues
D
G
I just heard the awful news
D
G
I can steer around the rocks
D
G
But they're bustin up the docks
D///G///D///G///
Verse 2
D
G
James river blues
D
G
That train came on through
D
G
And the work's gotten' slow
D
G
Now where's a boatman to go
Chorus
Bm
G
I'll think I'll float on down
Bm
G
To Richmond Town
Bm
G
They don't need us anymore
Bm
Haulin' freight from shore to shore
G
That big iron hauls much more
A
D
Than we ever could before
Fiddle solo
D///G///D///G///D///G///Bm///G///Bm///G/A/
Verse 3
D
G
I've seen good men going wrong
D
G
I've seen bad ones get it right
D
G
As the river roll's along
D
G
I'll be stepping out tonight
Chorus pattern
Bm
G
On the cool flow
Bm
G
Floatin' down, down below
D
G
The bridge, to the waters edge
D
G
From the ridge , to the ledge
Bm
G
From the hills, to the sea
Bm
G
A
I'll become, a memory
James river blues (x3)
And then finish on D and hold it. That's it.
John Hardy
C
G
C
G
C
G
John Hardy, he was a desperate little man
C
Carried two guns every day
G
C
G
Shot a man down on the West Virginia line
G( a-0h2-- )
(add g---3~-- later)
They saw John Hardy get away
G
D
They saw John Hardy get away
They cornered John Hardy on the Tombstone bridge
He thought that he was free
'Til the deputy sheriff came and grabbed him by the arm
Said "Johnny, come along with me"
"Johnny, come along with me"
John Hardy, he stood inside his cell
Tears running down his eyes
Said "I've seen the death of many a poor boy
Now I'm ready to die
Now I'm ready to die"
Well, I've been to the east and I've been to the west
I've been the whole world round
I've been to the north and I've been to the south
Now I'm going to my hanging ground
I'm going to my hanging ground
Joseph's Dream
John Hartford
E
G#
C#m
A
he caressed her breast she hi-de-dyed his thigh
E
B
E
and the billet on the pillow 'mongst the wine bottle and the cheese
E
G#
C#m
A
he took a poloroid picture so naughty in her slip...yes he did
E
B
E
and just when they thought it couldn't get no better then it did
Chorus:
Just when you think it can't get no better then it does
it's always so much better then it ever was
it's seems like all the good things always come at once...yes it does
Just when you think it can't get no better then it does
Well they knew what they liked they were niether one of them nieve
She said I'll probably get in trouble but this time I don't care
Well I should go to work but I'd rather be with you instead
and just when they thought it couldn't get no better then it did
Chorus
She taught school he played the five string banjo
she lived here in town he traveled the whole world wide
well a she packed the lunch brought the wine and he drove the car..scored big
and just when they thought it couldn't get no better then it did
Chorus
It was a perfect day for a daliance and a picnic
and a river bank was an excellent place for love
well the sun was a shining and the birds were singing overhead
and just when they thought it couldn't get no better then it did
Chorus
Knockin' On Heaven's Door
(Dylan)
G
D
Am7
Oooooooooh
G
D
C
Oooooooooh
G
D
Am7
Ma take this badge off of me
G
D
C
I can’t use it anymore
G
D
Am7
It’s getting dark, too dark to see
G
D
C
And I feel like I’m knocking on heaven’s door
G
D
Am7
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Ma take these guns from me
I just can’t shoot them anymore
There’s a long black cloud a-followin’ me
And I feel like I’m knocking on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door
Late John Garfield Blues
Verse 1:
D
Black faces pressed against the glass
G
D
Where the wind leaned its weight
Wind blows scars and top down cars
E
A
All share one western trait
G
D
Sadness leaks through tear stained cheeks
F#m
G
From winos to dime store Jews
D
Probably don't know they gave me
A7
D
These late John Garfield blues
D
Midnight fell on Franklin street
G
D
The lamp bulbs's always broke
For the life of me i could not see
E
A
But i heard a brand new joke
G
D
Two man were standing on a bridge
F#m
G
One jumped and screamed you lose
D
Just left the odd man holding
A7
D
These late John Garfield blues
D
I'm going away to the last resort
G
D
In a week or two real soon
Where the fish don't bite but once a night
E
A
In the dark light of the moon
G
D
Horses scream their nightmare dreams
F#m
G
And the dead men all wear shoes
D
'Cause everybody's dancing
A7
D
These late John Garfield blues
Left Me In A Hole
- Yonder Mountain String Band
G
D
C
Yeah boy, she goes to the bar, sophisticate pulls up in his car
G
D
C
A hopeful youth waits for the first star to come out
G
D
C
The sky above can be so mean, the clouds cover what should be seen
G
D
C
And there ain't much left to keen in my book
G
D
C
Hangin' on to someone else, he tells you that he sells
G
D
C
And you see it like all's well, I ain't jealous
G
D
C
Though you used to listen to me, my inner thoughts have made you flee
G
D
C
I know you were just tryin' to be what you want to be
Am
G
I let you in to see me for real
Am
G
And you walked right out that's what I feel
Em
D
G
C-D G-C-D
You said you needed time to be alone
Chorus:
Am
G
And like the youth I looked above
Am
G
Feeling stranded without love
Em
D
G
The time was wrong, and you left me in a hole
C
G
You left me in hole (you left me in a hole)
C
G
You left me in hole
Banjo
The
The
The
The
rain it comes, the rain it goes the question is, she friend or foe
story-teller looks to his toes, he's stuck here
dragon's breath is on my neck which way is home, hold on a sec
bartender put a bottle of beer on the table
Many people, they believe that Jesus came here to relieve
All the problems that we breathe on each other
And I don't care just what you do, or what you think, that's up to you
You see, those thoughts of yours aren’t new to me at all
Is it these thoughts that made you believe
That there's nothing here so you shall leave
While I sit here with my guitar in my hand
Chorus
Mandolin
Guitar
A hungry baby starts to cry, an old man's about to die
And all I can do is sit back and sigh, what's my problem
Ignore the problem, that's the key said the woman beneath the tree
If your eyes are closed, you can't see the sunrise
The phone, it rings, who could it be, it ain't her, and it's not for me
Forgetting's as easy as 1-2-3 my friends say
Her face is still all too clear, her leaving me was my biggest fear
Something's got to help me steer away from her
You have your life, and I have mine
Maybe we'll meet again some other time
Down the long road, on another plain
Chorus
You left me in hole (you left me in a hole)...
Little Cabin Home On The Hill
Verse
1 / 1 / 4 / 1
1 / 1 / 5 / 5
1 / 1 / 4 / 1
1 / 5 / 1 / 1
Chorus
4 / 4 / 1 / 1
1 / 1 / 5 / 5
1 / 1 / 4 / 1
1 / 5 / 1 / 1
Tonight I’m alone without you my dear
It seems there’s a longing for you still
All I have to do is sit alone and cry
In our little cabin home on the hill
Oh, someone has taken you from me
And left me here all alone
Listen to the rain upon the window pane
In our little cabin home on the hill
I hope
But in
I just
In our
you are happy tonight as you are
my heart there’s a-longing for you still
keep it there so I won’t be alone
little cabin home on the hill
Now when you have come to the end of the day
And find there’s no more happiness for you
Just let your thoughts turn back once more if you will
To our little cabin home on the hill
Little Red Rooster
(Dixon)
Intro
D A7
D A7
D
I'm a little red rooster,
D
A7
D A7
Too lazy to crow for day
D
I'm a little red rooster,
D
A7
D A7
Too lazy to crow for day
E7
Keep everything in the barnyard,
D
D
A7
Upset in every way
Dogs begin to bark now,
And the hounds begin to howl
Dogs begin to bark now,
And the hounds begin to howl
Watch out stray cat,
The little red rooster's on the prowl
If you see the little red rooster
Won't you please drive him home
If you see the little red rooster
Won't you please drive him home
Been no peace in the barnyard
Since that little red rooster's been gone
I'm a little red rooster,
Too lazy to crow for day
I'm a little red rooster,
Too lazy to crow for day
Keep everything in the barnyard,
Upset in every way
Intro
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Little Sadie
Main Riff
Dm
Went down last night to take a look around
C
Am
Met little Sadie and I blew her down,
Am
Went right home, went to bed
Am
Dm
Forty-four colt smokes under my head
And I began to think what a deed I'd done
Grabbed my hat and away I run,
Made a good run, but a little too slow
They overtook me in Jericho
I'm standin' on the corner ringin' the bell
Along came the sheriff from Thomasville
Says "Young man, your name's Brown,
Remember the night you blew Sadie down?"
Oh, yes sir, my name is Lee,
I murdered little Sadie in the first degree
First degree and the second degree
Got any papers won't you read 'em to me.
They took me downtown all dressed in black
Put me on the train and sent me back
Sent me back to the county jail,
I had nobody to go for my bail
The judge
The judge
Forty-one
Forty-one
and the jury they took the stand
hold the paper in his right hand
days, forty-one nights,
years to wear the ball and stripes.
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Lonesome L.A. Cowboy
(Rowan)
A
G
I'm just lonesome L.A. cowboy,
D
E
Hangin' out, and hangin' on
A
G
To your window ledge, callin' your name
D
E
From midnight until dawn
D
E
I been smokin' dope, snortin' coke,'n
A
D
Tryin' to write a song
D
A
Forgettin' everything I know
E
A
A7
Until the next line comes along
D
A
Forgettin' everything I know
E
A
Until the next line comes along
A
G
So many pretty people in this city, and I swear
D
E
Some of them are girls
A
G
I meet'em down at Barney's Beanery in their
D
E
Platform shoes and spit curls
D
E
I buy'em drinks, stoke our hopes
A
D
And try to make it one more night
A
When I left alone at last
E
A
I feel like I'll die from cryin'
I know Kris and Rita and Marty Mull
Are meeting at the Troubadour
We'll get it on with the "Joy Of Cooking"
While the crowd calls out for more
Around six o'clock this morning
I'll be gettin' kind of slow
When all the shows are over, honey, tell me,
Where do you think I go?
Lonesome Road Blues
Traditional
(G)
(D)
(Em)
(C)
I walk down that lonesome line
(G)
(D)
(G)
Hung down my head I cry
(D)
(Em)
(C)
I wept I cried under the willow tree
(G)
(D)
(G)
About the deep blue sea
My mama my dead papa
Can be found
And my brother
On the county road
Now
I'm
You
You
I've been down that long plank walk
on my way back home
cause me to weep you did cause me to mourn
cause me to leave my home
Your fast mail train coming round the track
Come kill my little blue-eyed girl
They took her down that smoky track
Brought her back on that cooling board
I'm looking down that long tunnel light
Just as far as I care to see
I have no money lost my blue-eyed girl
These blues won't set me free
You did cause me to weep you did cause me to mourn
You cause me to leave my home
I cried last night and the night before
I swore not to cry anymore
LONG GONE LONESOME BLUES
Written and recorded by Hank Williams.
Key of E - Capo 2nd fret. Each letter is one bar (4 beats)
except "A*" in bridge is only half a bar (2 beats).
INTRO:
D
G
D
A
D
D
D
D
D
D
I went down to the river to watch the fish swim by;
G
G
D[stop]
But I got to the river so lonesome I wanted to die..., Oh
A
A
And then I jumped in the river, but the doggone river was
D
G
D
A
D
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue.
D
Lord!
D
dry.
D
D
D
D
I had me a woman who couldn't be true.
D
D
She made me for my money and she made me blue.
G
G
A man needs a woman that he can lean on,
D
A*
D
D
But my leanin' post is done left and gone.
D
G
D
A
D
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue.
INSTRUMENTAL:
D
G
D
A
D
D
D
I'm gonna find me a river, one that's cold as ice.
And when I find me that river, Lord I'm gonna pay the price, Oh Lord!
I'm goin' down in it three times, but Lord I'm only comin up twice.
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue.
She told me on Sunday she was checkin' me out;
Long about Monday she was nowhere about.
And here it is Tuesday, ain't had no news.
I got them gone but not forgotten blues.
She's long gone, and now I'm lonesome blue.
Loser
Intro
Am
G
C
D
If I had a gun for every ace I have drawn,
C
Em
Am
I could arm a town the size of Abilene
Am
C G Em
D
Don't you push me baby ‘cause I'm moanin' low
C
C/B Am
G
Am
and you know I'm only in it for the gold
All
And
You
And
that I am asking for is ten gold dollars
I could pay you back with one good hand
can look around about the wide world over
you'll never find another honest man.
G
D
A
Last fair deal in the country, Sweet Suzie
G
D
A
Last fair deal in the town
G
D
A
Put your gold money where your love is baby,
C
C/B
Am
G
D
Am
Before you let my deal go down,
go down.
Don't you push me baby, cause I'm moanin' low
Well I know a little something you won't ever know
Don't you touch hard liquor, just a cup of cold coffee
I'm gonna get up in the morning and go
Everybody prayin' and drinkin' that wine
I can tell the Queen of Diamonds by the way she shines
Come to daddy on the inside straight,
Well I got no chance of losin' this time
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Louis Collins
(Mississippi John Hurt)
Intro
G7
C
Miz Collins weep Miz Collins mourn
F
What made her son Louis leave his home
C
F
G
C
Angels laid him away. (I said)
Chorus:
G7
C
Angels laid him away
F
They laid him six feet under the clay
C
F
G
C
Angels laid him away
Chorus
Oh, kind friends now ain't it hard
To see poor Louis in a new graveyard
Where angels laid him away.
When they heard that Louis was dead
All the women folk dressed in red,
'Cos angels have laid him away.
Chorus
Bob shot one and Louis shot two
Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through Now angels have laid him away.
Chorus
Intro
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Lucille
Kenny Rogers
Time = 3/4
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In a bar in To-ledo ac-ross from the depot on a
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bar stool she took off her ring
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Mama Tried
(Haggard)
Intro
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The first thing I remember knowin'
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Was a lonesome whistle a-blowin'
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And the youngins dream of growin' up to ride
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On a freight train leavin' town,
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Not knowin' where I's bound
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No-one could steer me right, but Mama tried
When an only rebel child
From a family meek and mild
Mama seemed to know what lay in store
Despite all my Sunday learnin',
Toward the bad, I kept on turnin'
Til Mama couldn't hold me any more
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And I turned twenty-one in prison,
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Doin' life without parole
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No-one could steer me right, but Mama tried, Mama tried
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Mama tried to raise me better,
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But her pleading I denied
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And that leaves only me to blame, cause Mama tried.
Dear old daddy, rest his soul,
Left my mom a heavy load,
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes.
Workin' hours without rest,
She wanted me to have the best.
She tried to raise me right, but I refused.
Intro
(^) Slide Up
(\) Slide Down
(h) Hammer On
(p) Pull Off
(b) Bend
This is kind of a mongrol intro; you won't find it exactly
like this anywhere. The first few notes are the ones that
shape it.
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The Man Who Couldn't Cry
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There once was a man who just couldn't cry
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He hadn't cried for years and for years
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Napalmed babies and the movie "Love Story"
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For instance could not produce tears
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As a child he had cried as all children will
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Then at some point his tear ducts ran dry
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He grew to be a man, it all hit the fan
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Things got bad, but he couldn't cry
His dog was run over, his wife up and left him
And after that he got sacked from his job
Lost his arm in the war, was laughed at by a whore
Ah, but sill not a sniffle or sob
His novel was refused, his movie was panned
And his big Broadway show was a flop
He got sent off to jail; you guessed it, no bail
Oh, but still not a dribble or drop
In jail he was beaten, bullied and buggered
And made to make license plates
Water and bread was all he was fed
But not once did a tear stain his face
Doctors were called in, scientists, too
Theologians were last and practically least
They all agreed sure enough; this was sure no cream puff
But in fact an insensitive beast
He was removed from jail and placed in a place
For the insensitive and the insane
He played lots of chess and made lots of friends
And he wept every time it would rain
Once it rained forty days and it rained forty nights
And he cried and he cried and he cried and he cried
On the forty-first day, he passed away
He just dehydrated and died
Well, he went up to heaven, located his dog
Not only that, but he rejoined his arm
Down below, all the critics, they loot it all back
Cancer robbed the whore of her charm
His ex-wife died of stretch marks, his ex-employer went broke
The theologians were finally found out
Right down to the ground, that old jail house burned down
The earth suffered perpetual drought
Marie
Townes Van Zandt
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I stood In line and left my name
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Took about six hours or so
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Well the man just grinned like it was all a game
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Said they let me know
Em
I put in my time to the pocono line
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Shut down two years ago
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I was staying at the mission till I met Marie
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Now I can't stay there no more.
Fella 'cross town said he's lookin' for a man
to move some old cars around
maybe me and Marie could find a burned-out
van and do a little settlin' down
Aw, but I'm just dreamin', I ain't got no ride
and the junkyard's a pretty good ways
that job's about a half week old besides
it'd be gone now anyway
Unemployment said I got no more checks
and they showed me to the hall
my brother died in Georgia some time ago
I got no one left to call
Summer wasn't bad below the bridge
a little short on food that's all
Now I gotta get Marie some kind of coat
we're headed down into fall
I used to play the mouth harp pretty good
hustled up a little dough
but I got drunk and I woke up rolled
a couple of months ago
they got my harp and they got my dollar
them low life so and so's
harps cost money and I ain't got it
it's my own fault I suppose
The Pocono's down but the Chesapeak's runnin'
two freights everyday
if it was just me I'd be headed south
but Marie can't catch no train
She's got some pain and she thinks it's a baby,
says we gotta wait and see
in my heart I know it's a little boy
hope he don't end up like me
Well, the man's still grinnin' says he lost my file
I gotta stand in line again
I want to kill him but I just say no
I had enough of that line my friend
I head back to the bridge, its getting kinda cold
I'm feelin' too low down to lie
I guess I'll just tell Marie the truth
hope she don't break down and cry
Marie she didn't wake up this morning
she didn't even try
she just rolled over and went to heaven
my little boy safe inside
I laid them in the sun where somebody'd find them
caught a Chesapeak on the fly
Marie will know I'm headed south
so's to meet me by and by
Marie will know I'm headed south
so to meet me by and by
Masterpiece
(Dylan)
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Oh, the streets of Rome
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Are filled with rubble
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Ancient footprints are everywhere
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You can almost think that you're seeing double
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On a cold dark night on the spanish stairs
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Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
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Where I got me a date with Botticelli's niece
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Yeah, she promised that she'd be right there with me
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When I paint my masterpiece
Oh the hours that I've spent inside the coliseum
Dodging lions and wasting time
Oh these mighty kings of the jungle I can hardly stand to see'em
Yes, it sure has been a long hard climb
Train wheels runnin through the back of my memory
When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
Someday everything's gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
When I paint my masterpiece
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I left Rome
and landed in Brussels
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On plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried
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Clergymen in uniform and young girls pulling bustles
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Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside
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Newspaper men Eating candy
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Had to be held down by big police
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Someday everything's gonna be different
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When I paint my masterpiece
Me & Bobby McGee
(Kristofferson)
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train,
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Feeling nearly faded as my jeans,
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Bobby flagged a diesel down, just before it rained,
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Took us all the way to New Orleans.
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I took my harp out of my dirty red bandanna,
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I was blowin' sad while Bobby sang the blues,
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Windshield wipers slappin' time, Bobby clappin' hands,
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We fin’ly sang near every song that driver knew.
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Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do.
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Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free.
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Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
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Feelin' good was good enough for me,
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Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my soul,
Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I done,
Bobby's body kept me from the cold.
Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
Lookin' for that home, I hope she finds it,
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday
Holding Bobby's body close to mine.
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose.
Nothin' was all she left for me.
Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
Feelin' good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and Bobby McGee.
Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to do.
Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free.
Feelin' good was easy Lord, when Bobby sang the blues.
Feelin' good was good enough for me, good enough for me and Bobby McGee
Me & My Uncle
(Phillips)
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Well, me & my uncle went ridin' down
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South Colorado, west Texas bound
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We stopped over in Sante Fe
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That bein' the point just about half-way
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And you know it was the hottest part of the day
I took the horses up to the stalls
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt
It bein' summer, I took off my shirt
And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt.
West Texas cowboys, they's all around,
With liquor and money, they's loaded down,
So soon after pay day, you know it seemed a shame
You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game
High, Low, Jack, and the winner takes the hand.
My uncle started winnin', cowboys got sore
One of them called him, and then two more,
Accused him of cheatin', now I know, it couldn't be
I know my uncle, and he's as honest as me
Yeah, and I'm as honest as a Denver* man can be.
So one of them cowboys, he starts to draw,
I shot him down Lord, he never saw, **
Shot me another, that man, he won't grow old.
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold
And we high-tailed it down to Mexico
Now, all those cowboys, out of their gold
Loved my uncle, God rest his soul
Taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know
Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold
And I left his dead-ass layin' by the side of the road.
* The published sheet music lists this line as:
Yeah, and I'm as honest as a desperate man can be.
** (optional alternative) I grabbed a bottle, cracked him in the jaw
Mexicali Blues
(Weir/Barlow)
Intro: (Single note Bass)
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Laid back in an old saloon, with a peso in my hand,
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Watchin' flies and children on the street,
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And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile,
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There's a little boy who wants to shine my feet.
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And it's three days ride from Bakersfield and I don't know why I came.
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I guess I came to keep from payin' dues.
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So instead I've got a bottle and a girl who's just fourteen,
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And a damn good case of the Mexicali Blues. Yeh!
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Is there anything a man don't stand to lose,
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When the devil wants to take it all away?
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Cherish well your thoughts, and keep a tight grip on your booze,
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Cause thinkin' and drinkin' are all I have today.
She said her name was Billy Jean and she was fresh in town.
I didn't know a stage line ran from Hell.
She had ravin' hair, a ruffled dress, a necklace made of gold,
All the french perfume you'd care to smell.
She took me up into her room and whispered in my ear,
"Go on, my friend, do anything you choose."
Now I'm payin' for those happy hours I spent there in her arms,
With a lifetime's worth of the Mexicali Blues.
Chorus
And then a man rode into town, some thought he was the law.
Billy Jean was waitin' when he came.
She told me he would take her, if I didn't use my gun,
I'd have no one but myself to blame.
I went down to those dusty streets, blood was on my mind.
I guess that stranger hadn't heard the news
Cause I shot first and killed him, Lord, he didn't even draw
And he made me trade the gallows for the Mexicali Blues.
(or, Now I spend my lifetime runnin' with the Mexicali Blues)
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose
When he lets a woman hold him in her hands?
He just might find himself out there on horseback in the dark
Just ridin' and runnin' across those desert sands.
Midnight Moonlight
(Rowan)
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If you ever feel lonesome, and your down in San Antone,
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Beg, steal, or borrow two nickels or a dime, and call me on the phone.
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I'll meet you at Alamo mission, and we can say our prayers,
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The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother will heal us as we kneel there.
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In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnight
moonlight. (2)
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If you ever feel sorrow for the deeds you have done,
With no hope for tomorrow in the setting of the sun.
And the ocean is howling of things that might have been,
And that last good morning sunrise will be the brightest you've ever
seen.
In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnight moonlight.
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If you ever feel sorrow for the deeds you have done,
With no hope for tomorrow in the setting of the sun.
And the ocean is howling of things that might have been,
And that last good morning sunrise will be the brightest you've ever
seen.
In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnight moonlight.
MIDNIGHT RIDERThe Allman Brothers
TUNING: D A D G B D
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I got to run to keep from hiding
D
And I'm bound to keep on riding
D
And I've got one more silver dollar
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But I'm not gonna let them catch me, no
Am7
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Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider
I don't own the clothes I'm wearing
And the road goes on forever
And I've got one more silver dollar
But I'm not gonna let them catch me, no
Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider
BRIDGE:
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I've gone past the point of caring
Some old bed I'll soon be sharing
And I've got one more silver dollar
But I'm not gonna let them catch me, no
Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider
No I'm not gonna let them catch me, no
Not gonna let them catch the midnight rider (repeat both lines 2X)
CHORDS:
RIFF: (play riff throughout while strumming D)
D Gm7 Am7 Gm Gm7addE (D)
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Midnight Special
by Heddie Leadbetter
[G]Yonder comes Miss [C]Rosie,
How in the world do you [G]know
I can tell her by her [D7]apron
& the dress that she [G]wore
Umbrella on her [C]shoulder
A piece of paper in her [G]hand
I heard her tell the [D7]captain
Turn loose my [G]man
Chorus:
Let the minight [C]special
Shine it's light [G]me
Oh let the midnight [D7]special
Shine it's everlasting light on [G]me
When you get up in the morning
When that big bell rings
You go marching to the table
You see the same old thing
Knife & fork are on the table
Ain't nothin in my pan
& you say a word about it
You get in trouble with the man
{Chorus}
If you ever go to Houston
Boy you'd better walk right
And you better not gamble
And you better not fight
Cuz Benson Crocker will arrest you
& Jimmy Boone will take you down
& you bet your bottom dollar
That your Sugarland bound
{Chorus}
Well, jumpin little Judy
She was a mighty fine gal
She brought jumpin
To the whole round world
Well, she brought it in the morning
Just awhile before day
Well, she brought me the news
That my wife was dead
That started me to grieven
Whoppin, hollerin & cryin
That started me to thinkin
Bout my great long time
{Chorus}
Mississippi Half-Step Uptown
Toodeloo
(Garcia/Hunter)
Intro
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On the day when I was born
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Daddy sat down and cried.
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I had the mark just as plain as day;
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Which could not be denied.
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They say that Cain caught Abel
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Rollin' loaded dice;
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Ace of Spades behind his ear
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And him not thinkin' twice.
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Halfstep, Mississippi uptown toodeloo
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Hello, baby, I'm gone, goodbye
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Half a cup of Rock and Rye.
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Farewell to you old Southern skies
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I'm on my way, on my way.
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If all you got to live for
Is what you left behind,
Get yourself a powder charge
And seal that silver mine.
Lost my boots in transit, babe,
A pile of smokin' leather.
I nailed a retread to my feet
And prayed for better weather.
They say that when your ship comes in,
The first man takes the sails;
The second takes the afterdeck,
The third the planks and rails
What's the point of callin' shots;
This cue ain't straight in line.
Cue ball's made of styrofoam
And no one's got the time.
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Across the Rio Grandeeo, Across the lazy river.
Unusual Chords
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Intro
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Monkey & The Engineer
(Fuller)
Intro
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Once upon a time there was an engineer
G
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Drove a locomotive both far and near
G
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Accompanied by a monkey who would sit on a stool
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Watchin' everything the engineer would move
One day the engineer wanted a bite to eat
Left the monkey sittin' on the driver's seat
The monkey pulled the draw, the locomotive jumped the gun
And did ninety miles an hour down the main line run
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Big locomotive, right on time
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Big locomotive, comin' down the line
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Big locomotive, number ninety-nine
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Left the engineer with a worried mind
The engineer called up the dispatcher on the phone
Tell him all about his locomotive was gone
Get on the wire, switch operator to write
'Cause the monkey's got the main line sewn up tight
Switch operator got the message in time
Said, "There's a north bound livin' on the same main line
Open up the switch, I'm gonna let him through the hole
'Cause the monkey's got the locomotive under control!"
Intro
(^) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend
E---3-3-0---0-----------0---2---3--------------------------B---------3-------------2---3---0--------------------------G-------------4-2-0-----2---2---0--------------------------D-------------------2---2---0---0--------------------------A-----------------------0-------2--------------------------E-------------------------------3---------------------------
MORE LOVE
TIM O"BRIEN/GARY NICHOLSON
CAPO 4
INTRO 2X
F C F C F C G
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I’M SO CLOSE TO YOU BABY
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C
BUT I’M SO FAR AWAY
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THERE’S A SILENCE BETWEEN US
G
AND THERE’S SO MUCH TO SAY
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YOU’RE MY STRENGTH YOU’RE MY WEAKNESS
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YOU’RE MY FAITH, YOU’RE MY DOUBT
F
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WE GOTTA MEET IN THE MIDDLE
G
TO WORK THIS THING OUT
CHORUS
F
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MORE LOVE, I CAN HEAR OUR HEARTS CRYIN
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MORE LOVE, I KNOW THAT’S ALL WE NEED
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MORE LOVE, TO FLOW IN BETWEEN US
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TO TAKE US AND HOLD US AND LIFT US ABOVE
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IF THERE’S EVER AN ANSWER
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IT’S MORE LOVE
WE’RE AFRAID TO BE IDLE
SO WE FILL UP THE DAYS
WE RUN ON A TREADMILL
KEEP SLAVIN’ AWAY
‘TIL THERE’S NO TIME FOR TALKIN’
ABOUT TROUBLE IN MIND
AND THE DOORS ARE ALL CLOSED
BETWEEN YOUR HEART AND MINE
CHORUS
JUST LOOK OUT AROUND US
PEOPLE FIGHTIN THEIR WARS
THEY THINK THEY’LL BE HAPPY
WHEN THEY’VE SETTLED THEIR SCORES
LET’S LAY DOWN OUR WEAPONS
THAT HOLD US APART
BE STILL FOR JUST A MINUTE
TRY TO OPEN OUR HEARTS
CHORUS
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MORE LOVE, I CAN HEAR OUR HEARTS CRYIN
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MORE LOVE, I KNOW THAT’S ALL WE NEED
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MORE LOVE, TO FLOW IN BETWEEN US
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TO TAKE US AND HOLD US AND LIFT US ABOVE
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IF THERE’S EVER AN ANSWER
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IT’S MORE LOVE,
I CAN HEAR OUR HEART’S CRYIN
MORE LOVE, I KNOW THAT’S ALL WE NEED
MORE LOVE, TO FLOW IN BETWEEN US
TO TAKE US AND HOLD US AND LIFT US ABOVE
IF THERE’S EVER AN ANSWER
IT’S MORE LOVE
F C F C F C G
F C F C F C G AND FADE……
Mountain Dew
G
Down the road there from me is an old hollow tree
C
G
Where you lay down a dollar or two
You go round the bend and you come back again
D
G
There’s a jug of that good old mountain dew
Oh they call it that good old mountain dew
And them that refuse it are few
Now hush up your mug and I’ll fill up your jug
With that good old mountain dew
The preacher rode by with his head hoisted high
Said his wife had come down with the flu
He thought that I ought to sell him a quart
Of that good old mountain dew
Well my Uncle Mort he is sawed-off and short
He measures about four-foot-two
But he feels like a giant when you give him a pint
Of that good old mountain dew
Mule Skinner Blues
Jimmy Rodgers
C
Good mornin’ Captain, Good mornin’ to you shine
F
C
Do you need a new mule skinner, down on your new mud line
G
yodel ey hee hee
C
yodel ey hee hee
I’m goin to town honey, what do you want me to bring you back
Bring me a pint of cold hard booze, and a John B. Stetson hat - how’s
that
Yodel
Well I smell your bread a burnin, woman you’d better turn your damper
down-turn it down
Well if you ain’t got no damper, woman you’d better turn your bread
around yodel
Hey there little water boy get your foot up off the ground, get that
bucket
of water boy, bring that bucket round
If you don’t like your job son then set that water bucket down
yodel
My Good Gal Ain't No Good To Me
Capo on 2nd Fret (key of A)
Am D
Am D
C E Am F
C Am G
C
Well she drug me down
E
Tossed me round
Am
F
Slammed my name all over town
C
Am
G
My good gal ain't no good to me
Am
C
She makes true love more like misery
G
now I'm walkin' hunch
I get drunk a bunch
Would you Sucker up and take a punch
My good gal ain't no good to me
N' I think I've acted reasonably
Am
D
But I miss her....... mmmhhm
Am
D
and all that I wished from her........ mmmhhmm
Is the time of day
Don't go out of your way
Just leave me with a stack of them bills to pay
My good gal ain't no good to me
She's supposed to have the courtesy
To shut the door
When she's been playin a whore
don't want to see his rags piled on the floor
My good gal ain't no good to me
And I only wish that she could see...
That I miss her......mmmhhmm
All I have is a picture.... of her
Taken years ago
I was a kid you know
We were leaned up against that El Dorado
My good gal ain't no good to me
and the final word belongs to me
Because I drove her out of town
Then I shot her down
And I left her there in the cold cold ground
My good gal ain't no good to me
Not even in my memory
But I miss her......
My Last Song to Jenny
Avett Brothers
Capo 2
G
D
Oh tell me please
Em
that I don't have to read
G
C
between the lines
G
D
Hey this is me
Em
and you don't have to keep
G
C
something heavy on your mind
D
G
Did you sleep?
D
G
Not a wink
Bm
G
C
Well neither did I
I've never been
too good at readin' in
between the lines
So babe spell it out
but you don't have to shout
when you're talking to me
Do you care?
Do you care?
Are you there?
Well neither am I
Don't lock your door
everyone is poor
between the lines
And I could never steal
the sadness you feel
when your changing you mind
Oh my dear
Can you hear?
Well neither can I
I want to live
and I want you to live
happy and free
But I don't know how
to seperate the now
from what used to be
Will you sleep?
Not a wink
Well neither will I
New Virginia Creeper
Old Crow Medicine Show
C
chug along chug along like the old Virginia creeper
Am
down along the mountain laurel I'm a gonna meet ya
D7
G
Baby stoke my fire so we can make it home tonight
C
A come along come along come a riding to the station
Am
slide me up your ticket baby climb upon my engine
D7
G
C
I'll ride you in my sleeper I'm the New Virginia Creeper tonight
C
I'm a rollin' down the mountain can't ya hear my wheels a chuggin'
Am
All the women standin' around a pushin' and a shovin'
D7
G
But you can have my loving come on and watch my big wheels ride
C
I got smoke from my chimney belchin' black as the coal
Am
Would you think about me if I fed my soul
D7
G
C
I'll ride you in my sleeper I'm the New Virginia Creeper tonight
E
and if you're
Am
we won't ride
D7
you've got my
G
we'll let the
E7
but in a hurry now don't you worry
slow
D
full on attention upon my engine
whistle blow
C
Chug along chug along chuggin' right to your door
Am
and if you'd like to ride I'd like to ride you some more
D7
G
C
I'll ride you in my sleeper I'm the New Virginia Creeper tonight
E
E7
And if you take up the notion for locomotion
Am
I'll make a stop
D7
D
and slide right into your station but pay attention
that rail gets hot
C
chug along chug along chuggin' right to your door
Am
and if you'd like to ride I'd like to ride you some more
D7
G
C
I'll ride you in my sleeper I'm the New Virginia Creeper tonight
alright
D7
G
C
I'll ride you in my sleeper I'm the New Virginia Creeper tonight
that's what i said
D7
G
C
I'll ride you in my sleeper I'm the New Virginia Creeper tonight
one more time
D7
G
C
I'll ride you in my sleeper I'm the New Virginia Creeper tonight
Nine Pound Hammer
Merle Travis
Intro:
[G]
[C] [C7]
[G] [D] [G]
[G]This nine pound hammer
Is a little too he[C]avy [C7]
Buddy for my s[G]iz[D]e
Buddy for my s[G]ize
So I'm going on the mountain
Just to see my b[C]aby[C7]
And I ain't coming b[G]ack
[D]No, I ain't coming b[G]ack
Chorus:
Roll on bu[G]ddy
Don't you roll so s[C]low [C7]
Well, tell me how can I r[G]oll, roll, ro[D]ll
When the wheels won't [G]go
Roll on bu[G]ddy
Pull your load of c[C]oal [C7]
Tell me how can I [G]pul[D]l
When the wheels won't r[G]oll
[G]It's a long way to Harlan
It's a long way to Haz[C]ard [C7]
Just to get a little br[G]ew, brew, b[D]rew
Just to get a little b[G]rew
[G]And when I die
You can make my tombst[C]one [C7]
Out of number nine c[G]oal
O[D]ut of number nine c[G]oal
Repeat Chorus:
Instrumental:
[G]
[C] [C7]
[G] [D] [G]
[G]
[C] [C7] [G] [D] [G]
Repeat Chorus:
Ending:
Well, tell me how can
When the wheels won't
Well, tell me how can
When the wheels won't
I r[G]oll, roll, ro[D]ll
[G]go
I r[G]oll, roll, ro[D]ll
[G]go
Off To Sea Once More
(MacColl)
Dm
C
Am
When first I came to Liverpool
Dm
C
Dm
I went upon a spree
Dm
F
Me money alas, I spent it fast
F
C
A7
Got drunk as drunk could be
Dm
F
And when my money was all gone
F
C
A7
'Twas then I wanted more
Dm
C
Am
But a man must be blind to make up his mind
Dm
C
Dm
To go to sea once more
I spent that night with Angeline
Too drunk to roll in bed
My watch was new and my money too
In the mornin' with'em she fled
And as I roamed the streets about
The whores they all would roar
Here comes Jack Rack, the poor sailor lad
He must go to sea once more
As I was walkin' down the street
I met with Rapper Brown
I asked him for to take me in
And he looked at me with a frown
He said, "Last time you was paid off,
With me you jobbed no score,
But I'll take your advance and I'll give you a chance
And I'll send you to sea once more.
I hired me aboard of a whaling ship
Bound for the Arctic seas
Where the cold winds blow
Through the frost and snow
and Jamaican rum would freeze
And worst and bear I'd no hard weather gear
For I'd lost all my money ashore
'Twas then that I wished that I was dead
And gone to sea no more
Return To Base
Some days we're catching whales me lads
And some days we're catchin' none
With a 20 foot oar stuck in our hands
From 4 o'clock in the morn
And when the shades of night come on
We rest on our weary oar
'Twas then that I wished that I was dead
Or safe with the girls ashore
Come all you bold seafarin' men
And listen to my song
When you come off of them long trips
I'd have ya's not go wrong
Take my advice, drink no string drink
Don't go sleeping with no whores
Get married lads and have all night in
And go to sea no more
Oh, The Wind And The Rain
(Traditional)
E
A
There were two sisters came walking down the stream
D
A
E
Oh, the wind and the rain
E
A
One behind pushed the other one in
B
C#m
D
E
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
Johnny gave the youngest a gay gold ring
Oh, the wind and the rain
Didn't give the oldest one anything
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
Pushed her into the river to drown
Oh, the wind and the rain
And watched her as she floated down
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
She floated 'till she came to a fisher in the pond
Oh, the wind and the rain
Cryin' father, oh father there swims a swan
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
Miller pulled her out with his drifting hook
Oh, the wind and the rain
And pulled that fair maid from the brook
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
Melody Riff
Left her on the bank to dry
Cryin' Oh, the wind and the rain
And a fiddling fool come passing by
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
Out of the woods came a fiddler fair
Oh, the wind and the rain
He took thirty strands of her long yellow hair
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
And he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair
Oh, the wind and the rain
And he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
He made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones
Oh, the wind and the rain
He made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
And he made a little fiddle of her breast bone
Oh, the wind and the rain
Whose sound could melt a heart of stone
Cryin' oh, the dreadful wind and rain
And
Oh,
The
Oh,
the only tune that fiddle would play was
the wind and the rain
only tune that fiddle would play was
the dreadful wind and rain
Melody Riff
(^) Slide Up
(\) Slide Down
(h) Hammer On
(p) Pull Off
(b) Bend
E
A
E----------------------------------------------------------B----------------------------------------------------------G--------4----4--4--6--4----------4------------------------D---4h6------------------------7-----7--4------------------A------------------------------------------7---------------E----------------------------------------------------------D
A
E
E----------------------------------------------------------B--------------5-------------------------------------------G---4--6--7-------6--4-----4-------------------------------D-----------------------7----------------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------E
A
E----------------------------------------------------------B------------------5----5----------------------------------G---4h6----4h6--4----------6p4-----------------------------D-------------------------------7--------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------B
C#m
D
E
E----------------------------------------------------------B----------------------------------------------------------G------4-----6p4------------4--6p4-------------------------D---7-------------7--4---------------4---------------------A----------------------------------------7-----------------E-----------------------------------------------------------
Old Home Place
by J.D. Crowe & The New South
*Capo 3rd Fret
G
B7
C
G
It's been ten long years since I left my home
D
In the hollow where I was born.
G
B7
C
G
Where the cool fall nights make the wood smoke rise,
D
G
And a fox hunter blows his horn.
I fell in love with a girl from the town
I thought that she would be true.
I ran away to Charlottesville
and worked in a sawmill or two.
(Chorus)
D
G
What have they done to the old home place,
A
D
why did they tear it down?
G
B7
C
G
And why did I leave the plow in the field,
D
G
and look for a job in the town.
Well, the girl ran off with somebody else
the taverns took all my pay.
And here I stand where the old home stood
before they took it away.
Now the geese fly south and the cold wind moans
as I stand here and hang my head.
I've lost my love, I've lost my home
and now I wish that I was dead.
On the Road Again
Willie Nelson
Key of E
the bass on the E chord is done by
a hammer on the 5th string 0h2
then alt. to the open 6th
E
G#7
On the road again, just can't wait to get on the road again
F#m
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
A
B7
E
And I can't wait to get on the road again
E
G#7
On the road again, goin' places that I've never been
F#m
Seein' things that I may never see again,
A
B7
E
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
CHORUS:
A
E
On the road again, like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
A
We're the best of friends,
E
Insisting that the world be turnin' our way
B7
E
And our way, is on is on the road again
G#7
Just can't wait to get on the road again
F#m
The life I love is makin' music with my friends
A
B7
E
And I can't wait to get on the road again.
repeat last line 2x
ONE MORE DOLLAR
(Gillian Welch / David Rawlings)
CAPO 5
VERSE 1:
C
G
C
A long time ago I left my home
F
C
For a job in the fruit trees
C
G
C
But I missed those hills with the windy pines
F
C
For their song seemed to suit me
VERSE 2:
C
G
C
So I sent my wages to my home
F
C
And said we'd soon be together
C
G
C
For the next good crop would pay my way
F
C
And I would come home forever
CHORUS:
Am G
F
G
C
One more dime to show for my day
Am G
F
G
C
One more dollar and I'm on my way
Am
G
F
G
C
When I reach those hills, boys, I'll never roam
Am G
F
G
C
One more dollar and I'm going home
VERSE 3:
No work said the boss at the bunk house door,
There's a freeze on the branches,
So when the dice came out at the bar downtown,
I rolled and I took my chances
(CHORUS)
VERSE 4:
A long time ago I left my home
Just a boy passing twenty
Could you spare a coin and a Christian prayer
For my luck has turned against me
(CHORUS)
One more dollar, boys I'm going home
Ordinary Man
Peter Hames
Am
G
F
Am
I'm an ordinary man, nothing special nothing grand
F
G
Am
I've had to work for everything I own
Am
G
F
Am
I never asked for a lot, I was happy with what I'd got
F
G
Am
Enough to keep my family and my home
F
G
C
Am
Now they say that times are hard and they've handed me my cards
F
E
They say there's not the work to go around
Am
G
F
Am
And when the whistle blows, the gates will finally close
F
G
Am
Tonight they're going to shut this factory down
F G Am
F G Am
Then they'll tear it d-o-w-n
I never missed a day nor went on strike for higher pay
For twenty years I served them best I could
Now with a handshake and a cheque it seems so easy to forget
Loyalty through the bad times and through good
The owner says he's sad to see that things have got so bad
But the captains of industry won't let him lose
He still drives a car and smokes his cigar
And still he takes his family on a cruise, he'll never lose
Well it seems to me such a cruel irony
He's richer now than ever he was before
Now my cheque is spent and I can't afford the rent
There's one law for the rich, one for the poor
Every day I've tried to salvage some of my pride
To find some work so's I might pay my way
Oh but everywhere I go, the answer's always no
There's no work for anyone here today, no work today
BREAK - 1st four lines
And so condemned I stand, just an ordinary man
Like thousands beside me in the queue
I watch my darling wife trying to make the best of life
And God knows what the kids are going to do
Now that we are faced with this human waste
A generation cast aside
And as long as I live, I never will forgive
You've stripped me of my dignity and pride, you've stripped me bare
You've stripped me bare, you've stripped me bare.
Otto Wood
I
Step up, buddies, and listen to my song
IV
I
I'll sing it to you right, but you may sing it wrong,
I
All about a man named Otto Wood,
V
I
I can't tell you all, but I wish I could.
He walked in a pawn shop a rainy day,
And with the clerk he had a quarrel, they say.
Pulled out his pistol and he struck him a blow,
And this is the way the story goes.
They spread the news as fast as they could,
The sheriff served a warrant on Otto Wood.
The jury said murder in the second degree,
And the judge passed the sentence to the peniteniary.
CHORUS: Otto, why didn't you run?
Otto's done dead and gone.
Otto Wood, why didn't you run
When the sheriff pulled out his 44 gun?
They put him in the pen, but it done no good,
It wouldn't hold the man they call Otto Wood.
It wasn't very long till he slipped outside,
Drawed a gun on the guard, said, "Take me for a ride."
Second time they caught him was away out west,
In the holdup game, he got shot through the breast.
They brought him back and when he got well,
They locked him down in a dungeon cell.
He was a man they could not run,
He always carried a 44 gun.
He loved the women and he hated the law,
And he just wouldn't take nobody's jaw.
He rambled out west and he rambled all around,
He met the sheriff in a southern town.
And the sheriff says, "Otto, step this way,
'Cause I've been expecting you every day."
He pulled out his gun and then he said,
" If you make a crooked move, you both fall dead.
Crank up your car and take me out of town,"
And a few minutes later, he was graveyard bound.
Panama Red
(Rowan)
Intro:
SN Bass - A G# G
|F# . . .|. . . .|G . . .|. . . .|A . . . |. . . .|
SN Bass - A B C#
|D . . . |
Chorus
Bm
A
G
Panama Red, Panama Red, he'll steal your woman,
E7
A
Bm
A
Then he'll rob your head. Panama Red, Panama Red.
F#
On his white horse, Mescalito,
G
He come breezin' through town.
A
D
I'll bet your woman's up in bed with, Panama Red.
D
The judge don't know when Red's in town,
G
He keeps will hidden underground.
A
D
But everybody's acting lazy, falling out and hangin' 'round.
G
My woman said, "Hey Pedro, you're actin’ crazy like a clown"
A
D
Nobody feels like working, Panama Red is back in town.
Chorus
Jam on verse and chorus chords
Everybody's looking out for him,
'Cause they know Red's satisfies.
Little girls love to listen, to him sing and tell sweet lies.
But when things get too confusing, honey, you're better off in bed
And I’ll be searching all the joints in town for Panama Red.
Paradise
By John Prine
When playing this song, hammer on on the 3rd string, 2nd fret while
playing a D
chord by lifting the 1st finger and hammering it down on 2nd fret on
the
downstroke of the chord. I hope this explains it OK. If not email me and
I will make a sound byte.
D
G
D
When I was a child my family would travel
A
D
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
D
G
D
And there's a backwards old town that's often remembered
D
A
D
So many times that my memories are worn
Chorus:
D
G
And daddy won't you take me back to Muelenberg
D
A
D
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
D
G
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in
D
A
D
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away
D
County
D
asking
Well sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River
To the abandoned old prison down by Avery Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we would kill
Chorus
Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man
Chorus
When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waiting
Just five miles away from wherever I am
Chorus
PEACH PICKING TIME IN GEORGIA
By Jimmie Rodgers
C
When its peach pickin time in Georgia
F
C
Apple pickin time in Tennesee
G7
Cotton pickin time in Mississippi
D7
G7 G
Everybody picks on me
G7
C
When its roundup time in Texas
C7
F
Dm6
E7
The Cowboys make Whoopee
F
C
And way down in old Alabamy
Dm
G7
C
Its gal pickin time to me
C7
C
C
There's the bluegrass in old Kentucky
F
Virginia's where they do the swing
G7
C
Carolina now I'm coming to you
D7
G7
Coming just to spend the spring
G7
C
Arkansas I hear you calling
C7 F
Dm6
E7
I know I'll see you soon
F
C
There is where we'll do some pickin
Dm
G7
C
Beneath that ole Ozark moon
A7
C7
C
When the pickininees pick the cotton
F
Thats the time I'll pick the wedding ring
G7
We'll go to town a pick a little gown
D7
G7
G
For the wedding in the Spring
G7
C
Hope the preacher knows his business
C7 F
Dm6
E7
I know he can't fool me
F
C
When its peach pickin time in Georgia
Dm
G7
C
Its gal pickin time for me
C
G
A7
C7
C
C
A7
Pig In A Pen
G
I got a pig home in a pen,
C
Corn to feed him on;
G
All I need is a pretty little girl
D
G
To feed him when I'm gone.
G
Dark clouds a-risin',
C
Sure sign of rain.
G
Get your old grey bonnet on,
D
G
Sweet little Liza Jane.
CHORUS
Bake 'em biscuits, baby,
Bake 'em good and brown.
When you get them biscuits baked,
We're Alabama bound.
CHORUS
Goin' up on a mountain
To sow a little cane;
Raise a barrel of sorghum,
Sweet little Liza Jane.
CHORUS
Pirate Looks at 40
By: Jimmy Buffett
G
Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call
C
D
Am7 G
Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall
Am
D Am7
G
You've seen it all,
you've seen it all....
2)
Watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam
And in your belly you hold the treasure that few have ever seen
Most of them dreams, most of them dreams
3)
Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
The cannons don't thunder, there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over forty victim of fate
Arriving too late, arriving too late
4)
I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast
Never meant to last, never meant to last
5)
I have been drunk now for over
I passed out and I rallied and
But I've got stop wishin', got
I'm down to rock bottom again,
Just a few friends, just a few
two weeks,
I sprung a few leaks,
to go fishin'
friends...
6)
I go for younger women, lived with several awhile
And though I ran away, they'll come back one day
And I still can manage a smile.
It just takes a while, just takes a while
7)
Mother, mother ocean, after all these years I've found
My occupational hazard being my occupation's just not around
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown....
Please don't bury me
John Prine
C
F
Woke up this morning, put on my slippers
C
G
Walked in the kitchen and died
C
F
And oh, what a feelin' when my soul went through the ceiling
G
C
And on up into heaven I did rise
F
C
When I got there they did say John it happened this a-way
G
You slipped upon the floor and hit your head
C
F
C
And all the angels say just before you passed away
G
C
These were the very last words that you said
F
C
Please don't bury me down in the cold, cold ground
No, I druther have them cut me up and
C
Throw my brain in a hurricane and the
F
C
And the deaf can take both my ears if
G
pass me all around
F
C
blind can have my eyes
G
C
they don't mind the size
C
F
C
Give my stomache to Milwaukee if they run out of beer
C
G
Put my socks in a cedar box, just get them out of here
C
F
C
Venus de Milo can have my arms, look out, I've got your nose
F
C
G
C
Sell my heart to the junk man and give my love to rose
CHORUS
&
Give
Give
Hand
Send
feet to the footloose, careless, fancy free
knees to the needy, don't pull that stuff on me
down my walkin' cane it's a sin to tell a lie
mouth way down south, and kiss my ass goodbye
my
my
me
my
CHORUS
INSTRUMENTAL VERSE
Poncho And Lefty
D
Livin' on the road, my friend
A
Was gonna keep us free and clean
G
But now you wear your skin like iron
D
A
And your breath's as hard as kerosene
G
You weren't your mama's only boy
D
G
But her favorite one, it seems
Bm
G
She began to cry when you said good bye
G
Bm
And sank into your dreams
(Verse 2)
D
Pancho was a bandit, boys
A
Rode a horse fast as polished steel
G
Wore his guns outside his pants
D
A
For all the honest world to feel
G
Pancho met his match, you know
D
G
On the deserts down in Mexico
Bm
G
A
No one heard his dyin' words
G
Bm
But that's the way it goes
(Chorus)
G
And all the federales say
D
G
They could have had him any day
Bm
G
A
They only let him slip away
G
Bm
Out of kindness, I suppose
A
(Verse 3)
D
Now Lefty he can't sing the blues
A
All night long like he used to
G
The dust that Pancho bit down South
D
A
It ended up in Lefty's mouth
G
The day they laid old Pancho low
D
G
Lefty split for Ohio
Bm
G
A
Where he got the bread to go
G
Bm
Well there ain't nobody 'knows
(Chorus)
(Verse 4)
D
Now poets sing how Pancho fell
A
Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
G
The desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold
D
A
And so the story ends, we're told
G
Pancho needs your prayers, it's true
D
G
But save a few for Lefty, too
Bm
G
A
He only did what he had to do
G
Bm
And now he's growin' old
(Chorus)
(Final Chorus)
D
Yes a few old gray federales still say
D
G
They could have had him any day
Bm
G
A
They only let him go so wrong
G
Bm
Out of kindness, I suppose
Quinn the Eskimo
Bob Dyl a n
Th e r e a r e t w o t a k e s
o n mi n o r po i n t s .
fr om
th e
Bas e m e n t
tap e s
ses s i o n s .
Th e y
di f f e r
Capo 4th fret (sounding key E major)
C
C
F
C
F
Ev'rybody's building the big ships and the boats,
C
F
Some are building monuments,
C
F
Others are jotting down notes,
C
F
Ev'rybody's in despair,
C
F
Ev'ry girl and boy
C
G
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
F
C
Ev'rybody's [gonna] jump for joy.
C
G
C
Come all without, come all within,
C
G
F
C
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.
Now, I likes to do just like the rest, I likes my sugar sweet,
But guarding fumes and making haste, *)
It ain't my cup of meat.
Ev'rybody's just standin' round 'neath the trees,
Feeding pigeons on a limb
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
them pigeons'll go to him.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.
A lamp gate, a gunny dew, I can't recite them all **)
Just tell me where it hurts ***)
And I'll tell you who to call
Nobody can get no sleep,
There's someone on ev'ryone's toes
But when Quinn the Eskimo gets here,
Ev'rybody's gonna doze.
Come all without, come all within,
You'll not see nothing like the mighty Quinn.
on l y
Rachel
Strange Folk
(Play in Eb, capo 1st fret)
D
Rachel was a woman she was sensitive and warm
G
C
She had flaxen hair and rhythm in her boots
D
When she moved, the room it grooved, People came and stared,
G
C
woman laughed and children scrambled at her feet
G
C
Roll me over and
G
She spoke it out
G
C
Roll me over and
G
The evening came
D
you pick me up again and
C
D
with eloquence and grace
D
you picked me up again and
C
D
and carried her away
D
Twilight, Twilight, Twilight,
Twilight come and twilight gone
G
C
And she moved as though she never would again
D
My oh my and side to side
G
C
You know she moved so smooth and oh that girl could dance
My Oh my and side to side
You know she moved so smooth and oh that girl could dance
Roll me over and
She spoke it out
Roll me over and
The evening came
you pick me up again and
with eloquence and grace
you picked me up again and
and carried her away
Jason was a gentle man
His hair was dark and course
He spoke in tones of wisdom old and true
When he spoke the laughter broke
And people gathered round
Said mister tell me won’t you tell me what you know
He said
Only only all I know is what I’ve seen
Only only what I’ve seen
Only only all I know is what I’ve seen
And the evening came and carried him away
Well his words were few and chosen
And his eyes were dark and strong
And his whiskey like his words they seem to go
He said behold
I want to live
He said behold
I want to live
before you stands a man
my life and find a wife so kind
before you stands a man
my life and find a wife so kind
Only only all I know is what I’ve seen
Only only what I’ve seen
Only only all I know is what I’ve seen
And the evening came and carried him away
So he gathered up his courage
and he asked her for a dance
He said I beg you mam’ I beg you for this dance
Well it seemed to work cause she seemed to smirk
And she took his and and led him to through the crowd.
Then he held her tight cause it just seemed right
And he kissed that girl he kissed her sweet and true.
Then he held her tight cause it just seemed right
And he kissed that girl he kissed her sweet and true.
Someone told me that love’s a simple thing
Take my song and take my word
Only only all I know is what I heard
And the evening came and carried him away
And the evening came and carried her away
C
And the evening came and carried them......
Ending
D
E
G
D
Away......Way away........ wayaway, carried them away 1)\
>SING SIMULTANEOUSLY
Away................................................. 2)/
Ramblin' Man
G
F
G
Lord I was born a ramblin’ man
G
C
D
Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best I can
C
G
Em
C
And when it’s time for leavin’ I hope you understand
G
D
G
That I was born a ramblin’ man
G
F
G
My father was a gambler down in Georgia
G
C
D
And he wound up on the wrong end of a gun
C
G
Em
C
And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus
G
D
G
Rollin’ down highway 41
I’m on my way to New Orleans this morning
Leavin’ out of Nashville Tennessee
They’re always havin’ a good time down on the bayou, Lord
Them delta women think the world of me
Intro
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RED CLAY HALO
Intro: (G)
Oh the girls all dance with the boys from the city
And they don't care to dance with (D)me
Now it (G)ain't my fault that the fields are muddy
And the red clay (D)stains my (G)feet
And it's under my nails and it's under my collar
And it shows on my Sunday (D)clothes
I (G)do my best with soap and water
But the damned old (D)dirt won't (G)go
But (C)when I pass through the (G)pearly gates
Will my (D)gown be gold in(G)stead
Or just a (C)red clay robe with (G)red clay wings
And a (D)red clay halo for my (G)head
Now it's mud in the spring and it's dust in the summer
When it blows in a crimson (D)tide
Until the (G)trees and the leaves and the cows are the color
Of the dirt on the (D)mountain(G)side
But (C)when I pass through the (G)pearly gates
Will my (D)gown be gold in(G)stead
Or just a (C)red clay robe with (G)red clay wings
And a (D)red clay halo for my (G)head
Now Jordan's banks, they're red and muddy
And the rolling water is (D)wide
But I (G)got no boat so I'll be good and muddy
When I get to the (D)other (G)side
But (C)when I pass through the (G)pearly gates
Will my (D)gown be gold in(G)stead
Or just a (C)red clay robe with (G)red clay wings
And a (D)red clay halo for my (G)head
I'll take a (C)red clay robe with (G)red clay wings
And a (D)red clay halo for my (G)head
Redemption Song
by Bob Marley
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G
Em
Old Pirates, yes, they rob I.
C
Am
Sold I to the merchant ships
G
Em
C
Am
minutes after they took I
from the bottomless pit.
G
Em
But my hand was made strong
C
Am
By the hand of the Almighty.
G
Em
C
D
We forward in this generation triumphantly.
Chorus
G C
D
G
Won't you help to sing
these songs of freedom?
C
D
Em C
D
G
'Cause all I ever had,
redemption songs,
C
D
G
C
redemption songs.
D
G
Em7
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery,
C
G/B
Am
None but ourselves can free our minds.
G
Em
Have no fear for atomic energy,
C
G/B
Am
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
G
Em7
How long shall they kill our prophets
C
G/B
Am
While we stand aside and look?
G
Em
Yes, some say it's just a part of it.
C
D
We've got to fulfill the book.
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery,
None but ourselves can free our minds.
Have no fear for atomic energy,
'Cause none of them can stop the time.
How long shall they kill our prophets
While we stand aside and look?
Yes, some say it's just a part of it.
We've got to fulfill the book.
Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom?
'Cause all I ever had, redemption songs,
These songs of freedom, songs of freedom.
Ripple
(Garcia/Hunter)
Intro
G
C
If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
G
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
C
Would you hear my voice come thru the music?
G
D
C
G
Would you hold it near as it were your own?
It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken;
Perhaps they're better left unsung.
I don't know, don't really care.
Let there be songs to fill the air.
Am
D
G
C
Ripple in still water, when there is no pebble tossed,
A7
D
Nor wind to blow.
Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,
If your cup is full may it be again.
Let it be known there is a fountain
That was not made by the hands of men.
There is a road, no simple highway,
Between the dawn and the dark of night,
And if you go, no one may follow,
That path is for your steps alone.
Ripple in still water, when there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.
You who choose to lead must follow,
But if you fall, you fall alone.
If you should stand, then who's to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home.
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da
da
da
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da da,
da da,
da, da da, da da da da da.
da,
da da,
da,
da da.
Intro
(^) Slide Up
(\) Slide Down
(h) Hammer On
(p) Pull Off
(b) Bend
On the chords below, the exact number of strokes is not
given....all depends on how you want to play it. That's
just where they go.
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C
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Reel In The Flickering Light
Colm Gallagher
C
F
D
G
As I was walkin' home one evenin' I know this takes some believin',
C
F
C
G
C
I met a group of creatures with the strangest lookin' features.
C
D
A poor old dog with a worm and a weed and a fine old pigeon, yes indeed,
C
F
C
G
C
Daddy Longlegs jumped up sprightly and danced a reel of the flickering light.
CHORUS
C
F
Oh, round we go, heel to the toe,
C
F
Daddy Longlegs jumped up sprightly,
C
G
C
And danced in the reel of the flickering light.
On his thin and wispy spindles he was deft and he was nimble,
His eyes were scientific and his dancin' was terrific.
The rats and the worms they made a din and the nettles in the corner took it in,
'Oh God' sez I 'tonight's the night we'll dance to the reel in the flickering light!'
CHORUS
Then he looked at me directly with a gaze that could dissect me,
And he asked me in a whisper 'Have you got any sisters?'.
' Good God Almighty' sez I to him ' What sort of a man do you think I am?
I've only one and she's not your type, she wouldn't dance a reel in the flickering light!'
CHORUS
Sez he ' Does she come from another planet? Does she have a bee in her bonnet?
Does she do her daily duties? You never know we might be suited'.
And the rats and the worms began to laugh and some of them started shufflin' off.
We're goin' to have some fun tonight gettin' ready for the reel in the flickering light.
CHORUS
I could see he had no scruples when I looked into his pupils,
They were purple or magenta like a statue during Lent.
I said ' I'll get her right away' 'Good man' sez he 'now don't delay,
We're goin' to have some fun tonight'. Then he flipped his legs in the flickering light.
CHORUS
Then up stepped a red carnation and they gave her an ovation.
She was warm and enchantin' as she slowly started dancin'.
And the bright auld pigeon peeld his eye and the nettles and the weeds began to sigh,
Daddy Longlegs said 'My, oh my, are we ready for the reel in the flickering light?
CHORUS
She was gentle, she was charmin' and I heard him call her Darlin'.
He was graceful as a whisper on his delicate legs of silver.
And the rats and the worms were still as mice and the poor auld pigeon said 'that's
nice',
A shimmering veil of a lovely bride and they danced to the reel in the flickering light.
CHORUS X 2
Rocky Top
Chorus:
Bm
A
C
G
Rocky Top you'll always be home sweet home to me
D
C
D
C
D
Good ole Rocky Top, Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee
1:
D
G
Wish that I was on ole
Ain't no smoggy smoke on
Once I had a
girl on
Wild as a mink but sweet
D
Bm
A7
D
Rocky Top down in the Tennessee hills
Rocky Top ain't no
telephone bills
Rocky Top half bear
other half cat
as soda pop I still dream about that
(same chords
as the first
line)
2:
Once 2 strangers climbed ole Rocky Top looking for a moonshine still
Strangers ain't come down from Rocky Top reckon they never will
Corn don't grow at all on Rocky Top ground's too rocky by far
That's why all the folks on Rocky Top drink their corn from a jar
3:
I've had years of cramped up city life trapped like a duck in a pen
All I know is it's a pity life can't be simple again
Rosa Lee McFall
Intro
E
C#m
E
Out on the lonely hillside in a cabin low and small
C#m
E
B
E
Lived the sweetest rose of color my Rosa Lee McFall
Her eyes were bright and shining and her voice was sweet to me
Knew that I would always love her and I hoped that she loved me
My eyes turned to me, my darlin' and this is what she said:
You know that I would always love you when you and I are wed.
Then God way up in heaven one day for her did call
I lost my bride, oh how I loved her, my Rosa Lee McFall
I searched this wide world over through cities great and small
But I never found another like my Rosa Lee McFall
Main Riff
(^) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend
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Rubin & Cherise
(Garcia/Hunter)
Intro:
B
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E
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F#
E
F#
(2)
B
F#
E
B
F#
Cherise was brushing her long hair gently down
B
F#
E
B
F#
It was the afternoon of carnival as she brushes it gently down
B
F#
E
B
F#
Rubin was strumming his painted mandolin
B
F#
E
It was inlaid with a pretty face in jade
B
F#
E
Played in the carnival parade
Cherise was dressing as Pirouette in white
When a fatal vision gripped her tight Cherise beware tonight
Rubin, Rubin tell me truly true
I feel afraid and I don't know why I do, Is there another girl for you?
C#m
F#
E
B
Bsus4
If you could see in my heart
you would know it's true
B
E
B
A
A
Asus4 A
There's none Cherise, except for you,
G#
(SN
C
C# D#)
Except for you
C#m
B
F#
B
F#
E
I'd swear to it on my very soul, If I lie, may I fall down cold
E
B
When Rubin
The breeze
Masquerade
Like waves
F#
played on his painted mandolin
would pause to listen in before going its way again
began when nightfall finally woke
against the bandstand, dancers broke to the painted mandolin
Looking out on the crowd who was standing there
Sweet Ruby Claire at Rubin stared, at Rubin stared
She was dressed as Pirouette in red
And her hair hung gently down
The crowd pressed round, Ruby stood as though alone
Rubin's song took on a different tone and he played it just for her
The song that he played was the carnival parade
Each note cut a thread of Cherise's fate it cut through like a blade
Rubin was playing his painted mandolin
When Ruby froze and turned to stone for the strings played all alone
The voice of Cherise from the face of the mandolin
Singing Rubin, Rubin tell me true for I have no one but you
If you could see in my heart you would know it true
There's none Cherise, except for you, except for you
I'd swear to it on my very soul, If I lie, may I fall down cold
The truth of love an unsung song must tell
The course of love must follow blind without a look behind
Rubin walked the streets of New Orleans till dawn
Cherise so lightly in his arms and her hair hung gently down
Run For The Roses
(Garcia/Hunter)
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A
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Asus4
A
G
A
G
D
Run,run,
run for the roses, the quicker it opens, the sooner it
closes.
A
G
D
A
G
D
A
Man, oh man, oh friend of mine, all good things in all good time.
A Couple Of Riffs
A Couple Of Riffs
E
A
D
A
Reach for the sun, catch hold of the moon.
E
A
D
A
They’re both too heavy, but what can you do.
F#m
E
D
A
Reach for the stars, smack into the sky.
E
A
D
You don't want to live but you're chicken to die.
F#m
E
D
Ohhh, you're chicken to die.
E
A
E
E
A
A
Run
Big
The
You
No,
for the money, caught short on the rent.
ideas, but the cash is all spent.
trouble with love is it's other face.
just want a cup, but you don't want the race.
you don't want the race.
Run for the rose, get caught on the briar.
Your warming to love, next thing there's a fire.
You got the Do Re, I got the Mi.
I got the notion that we're all at sea.
Yes, we're all at sea.
One Riff
(^) Slide Up
E
A
(\) Slide Down
(h) Hammer On
A
(p) Pull Off
(b) Bend
D
A
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Another Riff
(^) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend
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E
Sailin' Shoes
BAND: Little Feat
Ab7
A7
Ab7
A7
There's a lady in a turban and a cocaine tree
Ab7
A7
E7
A
And she does a dance so rhythmically
Ab7
A7
Ab7
A
She's crying and singing
and having a time
Ab7
A
E
A
Gee, that cocaine tree looks fine, you gotta
CHORUS:
A
E7
Put on your sailing shoes, put on your sailing shoes
Dsus D
A
E7
A
Every one will start to cheer when you put on your sailing shoes
Ab7 A7
Ab7
A7
Jedediah, he's got a dime
Ab7
A7
E7
A
Says he catch a more fish every time
Ab7
A7
Ab7
A
Well, I got a line, and you got a pole
Ab7
A
E
A
Well, I'll meet you at the fishing hole, but you gotta
CHORUS:
A
E7
Put on your sailing shoes, put on your sailing shoes
Dsus D
A
E7
A
Every one will start to cheer when you put on your sailing shoes
Ab7
A7
Ab7
A7
Doctor, doctor, I feel so bad
Ab7
A7
E7
A
This is the worst case I've ever had
Ab7
A7
Ab7
A
He said, "Have you this misery for a very long time, cause
Ab7
A
E
A
If you live, I'll lay it on the line. You gotta
CHORUS:
A
E7
Put on your sailing shoes, put on your sailing shoes
Dsus D
A
E7
A
Every one will hip-hooray when you put on your sailing shoes
Salty Dog Blues
Lester Flatt & Earl Scruggs
[G] Standin on the corner with the low down blues
[A] Great big hole in the bottom of my shoes
[D] Honey let me be your Salty Dog.
CHORUS
[G] Let me be your [E]Salty Dog
Or [A]I won't be your man at all
[D] Honey let me be your Salty Dog.
[G] Listen here Sal, well I know you
[A] Run down stockin' and a worn out shoe
[D] Honey let me be your Salty Dog.
chorus
[G] Down in the wildwood sitting on a log
[A] Finger on the trigger and eye on the hog
[D] Honey let me be your Salty Dog.
chorus
[G] Pulled the trigger and they said go
[A] Shot fell over in Mexico
[D] Honey let me be you Salty Dog.
chorus
Scarlet Begonias
(Garcia/Hunter)
Intro
E
As I was walkin' 'round Grosvenor Square
Riff
B
A
E
B
A
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air,
A
E B
A
E
From the other direction, she was calling my eye,
A
E B
A
E
B
It could be an illusion, but I might as well try, might as well try.
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes.
And I knew without askin' she was into the blues.
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls,
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls.
In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough,
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff.
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door,
I had one of those flashes I'd been there before, been there before.
F#
Well, I ain't often right but I've never been wrong.
B
A
E
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song.
F#m
Once in a while you get shown the light
B
A
E
In the strangest of places if you look at it right.
Bridge Riff
Well there ain't nothing wrong
Scarlet begonias or a touch of
And there's nothing wrong with
I had to learn the hard way to
with the way she moves,
the blues.
the look that's in her eyes,
let her pass by, let her pass by
The wind in the willow's playin' "Tea for Two";
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue,
Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand,
Everybody's playin’ in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band.
Outro
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SETTIN' THE WOODS ON FIRE
Written by Ed Nelson and Fred Rose.
Recorded by Hank Williams, June 13, 1952
(C) Comb your hair and paint and powder, (C7)
(F)You act proud and I'll act prouder,
(G) You sing loud and I'll sing louder,
Tonight we're settin' the woods on fire,
(C) You're my gal and I'm your feller, (C7)
(F)-Dress up in your frock of yeller,
(G7) I'll look swell, but you'll look sweller,
Settin' the woods on (C) fire. (C7)
First chorus:
We'll (F) take in all the honkey tonks,
To - (C) night we're havin' fun,
We'll (D7) show the folks a brand new dance,
That (G7) nev - (stop playing) er has been done,
(C) I don't care who thinks we're silly, (C7)
(F) You be Daffy and I'll be Dilly,
We'll (G7) order up two bowls of chili,
Settin' the woods on (C) fire.
Verse 2:
(C) I'll gas up my hot rod stoker, (C7)
(F) We'll get hotter than a poker,
(G7) You'll be broke, but I'll be broker,
Tonight we're settin' the woods on (C) fire,
We'll set close to one another, (C7)
(F) Up one street and down the other,
(G7) We'll have a time oh brother,
Settin' the woods on (C) fire. (C7)
Second chorus:
We'll (F) put aside a little time,
To (C) fix a flat or two,
My (D7) tires and tubes are doing fine,
But the (G7) air (stop playing) is showin' through,
(C) You clap hands and I'll start bowin', (C7)
(F) We'll do all the law's allowin',
To - (G7) morrow I'll be right back plowin',
Settin the woods on (C) fire.
Shack #9
Traditional
[G]
Oh, they grow it by the pound in johnson county
[D]
well, they grow it by the pound in johnson county
[G]
[G7]
Oh, they grow it by the pound
[C]
[C7]
And their breath will knock you down
[G]
[D]
yes, they grow it by the pound in johnson county
[G]
Chorus
[G]
take me back to my shack #9
take me back to my shack #9
[G]
[G7]
there a dog on my track
[C]
[C7]
and a corn/cord/quart in my shack
[G]
[D]
take me back to my shack #9
[D]
[G]
[G]
all the men they’a chew tobacco in johnson county
all the men they’a chew tobacco in johnson county
[G]
[G7]
well it’ll drip right down there chin
[C]
[C7]
and they’ll lick it up again
[G]
[D]
and they’ll lick it up again in johnson county
[D]
[G]
Chorus
[G]
well, the women will dip snuff in johnson county
oh,
[G]
oh,
[C]
but
[G]
all
[D]
the women will dip snuff in johnson county
[G7]
the women will dip snuff
[C7]
they’ll never get enough
[D]
the women will dip snuff in johnson county
[G]
Shady Grove
(Traditional)
A Sample Riff
Dm
C
Peaches in the summertime
Dm
Apples in the fall
F
C
If I can't get the girl I love
Dm
I don't want none at all
Dm
C
Shady Grove, my little love
Dm
Shady Grove, I know
F
C
Shady Grove, my little love
Dm
I'm bound for Shady Grove
Wish I had a banjo string
Made of golden twine
Every tune I'd play on it
I wish that girl was mine
Wish I had a needle and thread
Fine as I could sew
I'd sew that pretty girl to my side
And down the road I'd go
Some come here to fiddle and dance
Some come here to tarry
Some here to fiddle and dance
I come here to marry
Every night when I go home
My wife, I try to please her
The more I try, the worse she gets
Damned if I don't leave her
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Sideshow Blues
Todd Snider
Occasionally on the A chord he does this:
e--0--------0---b--2--------3---- He just hammers on the second part
g--2---to---2---- so dont' hold on to it. Hope that
d--2--------4---- explains it.
a--0--------0---E--0--------0---A
My landlady treats me like I don't pay my rent
A
Gave my car to my mechanic, I ain't seen it since
A
My phone is always ringing, when I want to be alone
A
They try and sell me everything from Heaven to cologne
D
A
Everybody's got an offer I can't refuse
E
A
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues
It's all a big commercial; It's a video of a man
It's a plot to put an end to my attention span
They make up all these issues, I never understood
If I thought I could change things I'd run out to Hollywood
But it's hard to kick the door down wearing seven dollar shoes
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues
D
I've got them sideshow blues
D
I want to tame the lions
A
These center ring rich kids ain't even trying
D
From college to the big top they take the best positions
E
While I'm out in this tent with these freaks and musicians
E
While I'm out in this tent with these freaks and musicians
A
I'm moaning them sideshow blues
[solo]
I try to tell my girlfriend she's the only one that I've got
This chick I hardly knows keeps on telling her she's not
She got a loaded pistol, she waves it all the time
Says some times you gotta kill a boy to keep his ass in line
Well that's the way she sees it, she says she saw it on the news
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues
See people play satanic records, and you don't know when they'll freak
From quiet kid to maniac to movie of the week
We're killing over cocaine, dying over sex
We're bowing down and praying to who'll ever cuts the check
When I go to church on Sunday, I can't help sleep in the pews (that's
what I do)
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues
It's a circus out here mama, Your baby's got the sideshow blues
It's a circus people...Step Right Up
Sittin' On Top Of The World
(Jacobs/Carter)
Intro
G
Mississippi River so big and wide,
C
G
Blond haired woman on the other side.
G
Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry
D
G
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.
I worked all summer, spring and fall,
Blond haired woman the cause of it all.
Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.
I saw her in Dallas and El Paso.
Said, "Come back baby, I need you so."
Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.
Mississippi River so big and wide,
Blond haired woman on the other side.
Now she's gone, gone, gone and I don't worry
'Cause I'm sitting on top of the world.
Southern Cross
Stephen Stills
The intro is : A G D - A G D A
and the verses are pretty much the same:
A
G
D
Got out of town on a boat go'n' to southern islands
D
A
G
D
A
Sailing a reach before a following sea .......etc.
the Bm is used during the end of the verse:
D
Bm
A
why twice you ran away
Got out of town on a boat go'n' to southern islands
Sailing a reach before a following sea
She was making for the trades on the outside,
and the downhill run to Pape-ete.
Off the wind on this heading, lie the Marquesas
We got eighty feet of waterline nicely making way
In a noisy bar in Avalon, I tried to call you
But on the midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away.
Think about how many times I have fallen
Spirits are usin' me; larger voices callin'
What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten.
I have been around the world,
looking for that woman-girl
who knows love can endure.
And you know it will.
When you see the Southern Cross for the first time,
You understand now why you came this way.
'Cause the truth you might be running from is so small.
But it's as big as the promise, the promise of a comin' day.
So I'm sailing for tomorrow. My dreams are a-dying.
And my love is an anchor tied to you, tied with a silver chain.
I have my ship, and all her flags are a-flying.
She is all that I have left, and music is her name.
Think about...
So we cheated and we lied and we tested.
And we never failed to fail. It was the easiest thing to do.
You will survive being bested.
Somebody find will come along, make me forget about loving you
and the Southern Cross.
Spanish Pipedream
John Prine
She was a [G]level-headed dancer on the [C]road to alcohol
And [D7]I was just a soldier on my way to Mon[G]treal
Well she pressed her chest against me
About the [C]time the juke box broke
Yeah, she [D7]gave me a peck on the back of the neck
And these are the words she [G]spoke
Chorus:
Blow up your [G]T.V. throw away your paper
Go to the [D7]country, build you a [G]home
Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches
Try an find [D7]Jesus on your [G]own [D7] [G]
Well, I sat [G]there at the table and I [C]acted real naive
For I [D7]knew that topless lady had something up her sl[G]eeve
Well, she danced around the bar room and she [C]did the hoochy-coo
Yeah she [D7]sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to [G]do
Repeat Chorus:
W[G]ell, I was young and hungry and ab[C]out to leave that place
When [D7]just as I was leavin', well she looked me in the f[G]ace
I said "You must know the answer."
"She said, "[C]No but I'll give it a try."
And [D7]to this very day we've been livin' our way
And here is the reason [G]why
We blew up our [G]T.V. threw away
Went to the [D7]country, built us
Had a lot of children, fed 'em on
They all found [D7]Jesus on their
our paper
a [G]home
peaches
[G]own [C] [G]
Star of the County Down
Traditional
Em
G
D
G
Near to Banbridge town, in the County Down, one morning
Em
G
D
G
Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled
G
Am
G
She looked so neat from her two white feet to the sheen
Em
G
D
Em
Sure the coaxing elf, I'd to shake myself, to make sure
Em
D
in July
C
D Em
as she passed me by
Em
D
of her nut-brown hair
C
D
Em
I was standing there
CHORUS:
G
Am
G
Em
D
From Bantry Bay up to Derry Quay and from Galway to Dublin town
Em
G
D
Em
C
D Em
No maid I've seen like the sweet colleen that I met in County Down
As she onward sped, sure I shook my head and I gazed with a feeling quare
And I said, says I to a passer-by, who's the maid with the nut-brown hair?
He smiled at me and with pride says he, that's the gem of Irelands crown
She's young Rosie McCann from the banks of the Bann, she's the star of the
County Down
CHORUS:
She'd a soft brown eye and a look so sly and a smile like the rose in June
And you held each note from her lily-white throat, as she lilted an Irish tune
At the pattern dance you were in trance as she tripped through a jig or reel
When her eyes she'd roll, she would lift soul as your heart she would likely
steal
CHORUS:
At the harvest fair she'll be surely there and I'll dress my Sunday clothes
With my shoes shon bright and my hat cocked right for a smile from the nutbrown Rose
No pipe I smoke, no horse I'll yoke, let my plough with the rust turns brown
Till a smiling bride by my own fireside sits the star of the County Down
CHORUS:
Stay All Night
By Bob Wills & Tommy Duncan
As performed by Willie Nelson on 1973 Atlantic Record, Shotgun Willie
(my key)
Stay All Night
verse 1
Intro: built around A chord + hammer on 4th string at 4th fret, E chord
hammer on 5th string at 4th fret.
[A]Can't go home if you're going by the mill
Cause the[E] bridge' washed out at the bottom of the hill
[A]Big Creek's up, Little Creek's level,
[E]Plow my corn with a double shovel
Chorus
[A]Stay all night, stay a little longer
[E]Dance all night, dance a little longer
[A]Pull off your coat, throw it in the corner
[E]Don't see why you can't stay a little longer.
v2
Sitting in the window, singing to my love
Slop bucket fell from the window up above
Mule and the grasshopper eatin ice cream
mule got sick, so they laid him on the green
v3
You ought to see my Blue Eyed Sally
She lives way down on Shinbone Alley
Number on the gate, the number on the door
The next house over is the grocery store.
(additional verse from live performance)
Grab your partner, pat her on the head
If she don't like biscuits, feed her cornbread
Girls around Big Creek, 'bout half grown
Jump on a man like a dog on a bone
Stealin'
(Traditional)
G
Well, put your arms around me like a circle in the sun
C
Stay with me baby like my easy rider done
G
If you don't think
G
If you don't think
D G
G
D
I love you look what a fool I've
D
G
G
D
I'm sinking look what a hole I'm
G
been
G
in
G
C
I'm stealin', stealin', pretty mama don't you tell on me
G
F
C
D
G
C
G
I'm stealin' back my good old used-to-be
Well, the woman I love she's about my size
She's a married woman, comes to see me sometimes
Steamboat Whistle Blues
John Hartford
C
Am
Well I started out to be a towboat man
G
C
But I never got the hang of a ratchet bar.
C
Am
I was a-growin' up a-deckin' in the
D7
G
Illinois trade with coal dust in my ear.
F
Em
I got stuck in the ice on Christmas Eve
Dm
G
And I froze my ass, it's true,
C
Am
Just a-shiv'rin' and a-shakin' with a Down South case of them
G
C
Steamboat whistle blues.
Am
Em
Dm
G
Oh, Captain Way, I'm sorry. My hat is off to you.
c
Am
You've been a-hanging out by the old cook stove
G
C
With the steamboat whistle blues.
Well, way up North I called your phone
But I didn't get no one to answer,
So I opened up the window and I smoked a little bit
And I watched the cars go by.
I'm gonna hunt you up and ask you
If you found out anything new,
Or are you a-hangin' to the best you had
With the steamboat whistle blues?
I've been right here since nine o'clock,
And believe you me, that's true,
Just a-lookin' at the waterways churning with the steamboat whistle
blues.
Well, the city's growing up where it looks all square
Like a crossword puzzle on the landscape.
It looks like an electric shaver now
Where the courthouse used to be.
The grass is all synthetic
And we don't know for sure about the food.
The only thing we know for sure is them steamboat whistle blues.
I'd sit and watch my TV if I thought I could trust the news.
About the only thing I trust these days
Is them steamboat whistle blues.
Well, "Far out, Johnny," well, I heard him say
As he stretched out back on the waterbed.
"Bluegrass music is a thing of the past
And the same for rock and roll,"
And I loaned him two or three dollars
And he gave me the latest news,
And he left me here with a Rolling Stone
And the steamboat whistle blues.
I'll tear off down the river some day before I'm through,
Then come back here and see it out
With the steamboat whistle blues.
Steam Powered Aeroplane
John Hartford
G
Am
Well I never went away on a Steam Powered Aero plane.
Am
C
G
Well I went and stayed and damn near didn't come back again.
G
Am
Didn't go very fast on a steam powered aero plane,
Am
C
G
Oh the wheel went around, up and down, and inside and then back again.
Am
G
Sittin' in a 747 just watching them clouds roll by,
Am
G
Can't tell if it's sunshine or if it's rain.
Am
G
Rather be sittin' in a deck chair high above Kansas City,
Am
C
On a genuine old fashioned steam powered aero plane.
D
Well I'd like to be a pilot on a steam powered aero plane.
Well I'd pull that pilot wheel around and then back again.
Well, I'll wear a blue hat, yeah, that says Steam Powered Aero plane
With letters that go around the rim and then back again.
Summer Wages
Ian Tyson
Intro C F C G C
C
Never hit seventeen
F
When you play against the dealer
C
For You know that the odds
G
Won't ride with you
C
Never leave your woman alone
F
When your friends are out to steal her
C
She'll be gambled and lost
G
Like summer wages
And we'll keep rollin on
Till we get to Vancouver
And the woman that I love
Shes living there
Its been six long months
And more since I've seen her
Maybe gambled and gone
Like summer wages
(Chorus)G
In all of the beer bars
F
C
down along Main Steet
C
The dreams of the season
F
Are all spilled out on the floor
G
All the big stands of timber
F
C
Just a waitin for the fallin'
C
And the hookers waiting watchful
F
G
As they sit there by the door
G
So I work on them towboats
In my slippery city shoes
Lord I swore I would never do that again
Through the great fog bound straights
Where the cedars stand waitin
I'll be lost and gone
Like summer wages
(Break - fiddle same as verse)
(Chorus)
Never hit seventeen
When you play against the dealer
You know that the odds
Won't ride with you
Never leave your woman alone
With your friends around to steal her
She'll be gambled and gone
Like summer wages
F
C
And the years are gambled and lost
G C
G C
Like summer wages
SUNDAY MORNING COMING DOWN
INTRO
C
Well, I woke up Sunday
F
With no way to hold my
C
And the beer I had for
morning
G
C
head that didn't hurt
Am
breakfast wasn't bad
G
So I had one more for dessert
C
F
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
C
Am
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
F
G
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
Stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs that I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small boy
Cussin' at a can that he'd been kickin'
I crossed the empty street
Caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way
C
F
On a Sunday morning sidewalk
C
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stone
G
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
C
That makes a body feel alone
F
And there ain't nothing short of dying
C
Half as lonesome as the sound
G
Of a sleeping city sidewalk
C
Sunday morning coming down
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl that he'd been swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
Listened to the songs that they were singin'
I headed down the road,
Somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed through the canyon
Like a disappearin' dream of yesterday
CHORUS
End the song strumming A-Asus4-Asus4-A
The Sweet Sunny South
G
Take me back to the place where I first saw the light
C
To the sweet sunny south take me home
G
Where the mockingbirds sing me to sleep every night
D
G
Oh, why was I tempted to roam?
I think with regret of the dear home I left
Of the warm hearts that sheltered me there
Of wife and of dear ones of whom I'm bereft
For the old place again do I sigh
Take me back to the place where the orange trees grow
To my plot in the evergreen shade
Where the flowers from the river's green margins did grow
And spread their sweet scent through the glade
Oh the path to our cottage they say has grown green
And the place is quite lonely around
I know that the smiles and the forms I have seen
Now lie in the dark mossy ground
Take me back, let me see what is left that I knew
Can it be that the old house is gone?
Dear friends of my childhood indeed must be few
And I must face death all alone
But yet I'll return to the place of my birth
Where the children have played round the door
Where they gathered wild blossoms that grow round the path
They'll echo our footsteps no more
Take me back to the place where my little ones sleep
Poor Massa lies buried close by
By the graves of my loved ones, I long for to weep
And among them to rest when I die
Take me back to the place where I first saw the light
To the sweet sunny south take me home
Where the mockingbirds sing me to rest every night
Oh, why was I tempted to roam?
Swing Low Sweet Chariot
Traditional
1 / 1 / 4 /
1 / 1 / 5 /
1 / 1 / 4 /
1 / 5 / 1 /
Swing low,
Coming for
Swing low,
Coming for
1
5
1
1
sweet chariot
to carry me home
sweet chariot
to carry me home
I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Coming for to carry me home
A band of angels coming after me
Coming for to carry me home
If you get to heaven before I do
Coming for to carry me home
Tell all my friends I’ll be coming there too
Coming for to carry me home
I’m sometimes up and sometimes down
Comin’ for to carry me home
But still I know I’m freedom bound
Comin’ for to carry me home
If I get there before you do
Comin’ for to carry me home
I’ll cut a hole and pull you through
Comin’ for to carry me home
T for Texas
Jimmie Rodgers
G
G7
Well, 'T' for Texas, 'T' for Tennessee
C
G
'T' for Texas, 'T' for Tennessee
D7
G
'T' for Thelma, the gal that made a wreck out of me
If you don't want me mama, you sure don't have to stall
If you don't want me mama, you sure don't have to stall
'Cause I can get more women than a passenger train [can haul]
Well, I'm going where the water drinks like cherry wine
I'm going where the water drinks like cherry wine
'Cause this Georgia water tastes like turpentine
I'd rather drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log
I'd rather drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log
Than to be here in Atlanta, [and] get treated like a dirty dog
G
D7
G
Women make a fool out of me
If you're ever down in mobile be sure to look me up
If you're ever down in mobile be sure to look me up
And if your ever in Atlanta tell Lucille to go to hell
Women make a fool out of me
Tangled Up In Blue
Blood On The Tracks/Jerry Garcia Band
(Dylan)
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Asus4
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Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',
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G
I was layin' in bed
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G
Wond'rin if she'd changed at all
D
If her hair was still red
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G
Her folks they said our lives together
A
G
Sure was gonna be rough
A
G
They never did like Mama's homemade dress
D
Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough
E
F#m
And I was standin' on the side of the road
A
D
Rain fallin' on my shoes
E
F#m
Heading out for the East Coast
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D
E
Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through
G
D
A
Tangled up in blue
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Asus4
A
She was married when we first met
Soon to be divorced
I helped her out of a jam, I guess,
But I used a little too much force
We drove that car as far as we could
Abandoned it out West
Split up on a dark sad night
Both agreeing it was best
She turned around to look at me
As I was walkin' away
I heard her say over my shoulder,
We'll meet again someday on the avenue,
Tangled up in blue
I had a job in the great north woods
Working as a cook for a spell
But I never did like it all that much
And one day the ax just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I’s lucky ‘nough to be employed
Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat
Right outside of Delacroix
But all the while I was alone
The past was close behind
I seen a lot of women,
But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew
Tangled up in blue
She was workin' in a topless place
And I stopped in for a beer
I just kept lookin' at the side of her face
In the spotlight so clear
And later on as the crowd thinned out
I's just about to do the same
She was standing there in back of my chair
Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"
I muttered somethin' under my breath
She studied the lines on my face,
I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,
Tangled up in blue
She lit a burner on the stove
And offered me a pipe
I thought you'd never say hello, she said
You look like the silent type.
Then she opened up a book of poems
And handed it to me
Written by an Italian poet
From the thirteenth century
And every one of them words rang true
And glowed like burnin' coal
Pourin' off of every page
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
Tangled up in blue
I lived with them on Montague Street
In a basement down the stairs
There was music in the cafes at night
And revolution in the air
Then he started into dealing with slaves
And something inside him died
She had to sell everything she owned
And froze up inside
And when finally the bottom fell out
I became withdrawn
The only thing I knew how to do
Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,
Tangled up in blue
So now I’m goin’ back again
I got to get to her somehow
All the people we used to know
They're an illusion to me now
Some are mathematicians
Some are carpenter's wives
Don't know how it all got started
I don't know what they do with their lives
But me, I'm still on the road
Headin' for another joint
We always did feel the same
We just saw it from a different point of view
Tangled up in blue
Tear It Down
Trad
Key of D
(A) I had a girl her name was eve
(D) Every time I'd hit her she'd holler police
(A) Cook them biscuits, cook em brown
(D) Done talkin I'll tear it around
If you (G) catch another mule kickin (D) in your stall
(A) Then tear it (D) down
Oh (A) tear it down (bed slats and all)
Oh (D) tear it down (bed slats and all)
Oh (A) tear it down (bed slats and all)
Oh (D) tear it down
If you (G) catch another mule kickin (D) in your stall
(A) Then tear it (D) down
Mr. Evans on the avenue ain't ashamed
To see that monkey whiffin' that cocaine
Went upstairs to ring the bell
Police in the alley sniffin' cocaine
When you catch another mule kickin' in your stall
Then tear it down
(Chorus)
I had a girl her name was eve
Every time I'd hit her she'd holler "Police"
Cook them biscuits, cook 'em brown
Done talkin' I'll tear it around
If you catch another mule kickin' in your stall
Then tear it down
(Chorus)
Tell It To Me
Writer: (Traditional)
G
Well I'm ridin' down Fifth Street, I'm comin' down Main
__C
I tried to bum a nickel for to buy cocaine
D__________________________G
Cociane's gonna kill my honey dead
Chorus:
G
Now won't you tell it to me
G7
Tell it to me
C
Drink the corn liquor let the cocaine be
D__________________________G
Cocaine's gonna kill my honey dead
I sniff cocaine before I die
I’d be sniffin’ cocaine if it took my life
Cocaine’s gonna kill my honey dead
(Chorus)
Now I sniff cocaine, I sniff it in the wind
The doc he says it’ll kill me but he can’t say when
Cocaine’s gonna kill my honey dead
(Chorus)
All them rounders that think they’re tough
But they feed their women on the beer and the snuff
Cocaine’s gonna kill my honey dead
(Chorus)
Ten Degrees and Getting Colder
[GORDON LIGHTFOOT]
[G]
He was standing by the highway
[C]
[G]
With a sign that says just Mother
When he heard a driver coming
[Am]
[D]
About a half a mile away
[G]
So he held the sign up higher
[C]
[G]
So no decent soul could miss it
It was ten degrees or colder
[D]
[G]
Down by Boulder Dam that day
He was raised up in Milwaukee
Though he never was that famous
He was just a road musician
To the taverns he would go
Singing songs about the rambling
The loving girls and gambling
How the world fell on his shoulder
Back in Boulder, I don't know
CHORUS
[C]
[G]
And she told him she would take him
[D]
[G]
For a ride in the morning sun
[C]
[G]
Back in Boulder he had told her
[D]
[G]
I don't know when I've had a better friend
Well it was out in Arizona
And he heard the lady listening
To each word that he was saying
To each line that he would write
So he sat down by her table
And they talked about the weather
Ninety eight point six and rising
Down by Boulder Dam that night
Now he's traded off his Martin
But his troubles are not over
His feet are almost frozen
And the sun is sinking low
Won't you listen to me brother
If you ever loved your mother
Please pull off on the shoulder
If you're going Milwaukee way
It's ten degrees and getting colder
Down by Boulder Dam today
Tennessee Stud
A
A
Back about eighteen and twenty-five
G
I left Tennessee very much alive
A
I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud
E
A
If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee Stud
A
Had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa
G
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
A
I wrote a letter to my Uncle Fudd
E
A
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
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A
G
A
|The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
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D
C
|The color of the sun and his eyes were
|A
|He had the nerve and he had the blood
|
E
|There never was a horse like Tennessee
E
green
A
Stud
Drifted on down into no man's land
Across the river called the Rio Grande
Raced my horse with the Spaniard's foe
Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and the gambler, we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
Pulled our guns and he fell with a thud
And I rode away on a Tennessee Stud
{chorus}
I rode right back across Arkansas
I whupped her brother and I whupped her Pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
She was riding on a Tennessee Mare
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
Little horse colt playing round the door
I loved the girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare
{chorus}
Tennessee Stud
C
C
Back about eighteen and twenty-five
Bb
I left Tennessee very much alive
C
I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud
G
C
If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee Stud
C
Had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa
Bb
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
C
I wrote a letter to my Uncle Fudd
G
C
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
|
C
Bb
C
|The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
|
F
Eb
G
|The color of the sun and his eyes were green
|C
|He had the nerve and he had the blood
|
G
C
|There never was a horse like Tennessee Stud
Drifted on down into no man's land
Across the river called the Rio Grande
Raced my horse with the Spaniard's foe
Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and the gambler, we couldn't agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
Pulled our guns and he fell with a thud
And I rode away on a Tennessee Stud
{chorus}
I rode right back across Arkansas
I whupped her brother and I whupped her Pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
She was riding on a Tennessee Mare
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
Little horse colt playing round the door
I loved the girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare
{chorus}
That's the way that the world goes round
John
C (2)
I know a guy that’s got a lot to lose,
F (2)
He’s a pretty nice fella, kinda confused
C (3)
Got muscles in his head, ain’t never been used
G (2)
Thinks he owns half of this town
C (2)
Starts drinkin’ heavy, gets a big red nose,
F (2)
Beats his old lady with a rubber hose,
C (2)
Then he takes her out to dinner buys her new clothes
G
C
That’s the way that the world goes 'round
Chorus:
C (2)
That’s the way that the world goes 'round,
F (2)
You’re up one day and the next you’re down,
C (3)
It’s a half an inch of water and you think you’re gonna drown
G (½)
C (½)
That’s the way that the world goes 'round.
C (2)
I was sittin’ in the bathtub, countin’ my toes,
F (2)
When the radiator broke, water all froze
C (3)
I got stuck in the ice, without my clothes,
G (2)
Naked as the eyes of a clown
C (2)
I was cryin’ ice cubes, hoping I’d croak
F (2)
When the sun come thru the window, the ice all broke,
C (2)
I stood up and laughed, I thought it was a joke,
G
C
That’s the way that the world goes 'round
Repeat Chorus
C
G (½)
That’s the way that the world goes 'round.
C
G (2)
That’s the way that the world...goes 'round.
/ C - - - / - - - - / F - - - / - - - - /
C (½)
This Lonesome Heart
Yonder Mountain Stringband
D
G
Once I had a sweetheart and our love was fair
D
G
I remember her brown eyes and her long, dark hair
D
G
I remember summer nights down at the fishin' hole
D
G
Rollin' around in the tall grass and the sweet lies we told
Chorus:
C
G
I'm rambling on, on through the night
D
G
I'm rambling on, no end in sight
C
G
I'm bound to lose my worried mind
D
G
I'm bound to leave this lonesome heart behind
Empty streets behind me, empty streets ahead
I got the needle on the red line and I'm moving on ahead
I'm just a stranger everywhere I go
I'll never leave you lonely, I'll just leave you alone
Chorus
Jam
Chorus
Tillamook County Jail
By Todd Snider
Capo 2
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A
D
I'm sittin’ here waiting in the Tillamook County Jail
D
E7
A
I'm hoping that she's not so mad now that she doesn't even pay my bail
D
D7
G
E7
If I was her, I'm not so sure, I wouldn't keep on moving down the trail
D
A
D
Sittin’ here waiting in the Tillamook County Jail
Got a lump on my head, and a boot print on my chest
From what the guys in here call the Tillamook County lie detector test
Well I did my best but as you might-a guessed it's a tough test not to
fail
I'm sittin’ here waiting in the Tillamook County Jail
Chorus:
G
D
One phone call, two Tylenol
G
D
A
Four cold grey walls closing in
G
D
G
If I ever do get out on that highway again
D
A
D
I aint ever going back to Tillamook County
D
A
D
No, I aint ever going back to Tillamook County
It all started when I had a little trouble with a guy on a highway crew
And that lying son of gun he told ‘em I done some things that I didn't
do
They came a runnin’ for me down 101, lights flashing on my tail
And now I'm a sittin’ here waiting in the Tillamook County Jail
Chorus
I'm sittin here waiting in the Tillamook County Jail
And I'm still hoping that she's not so mad now that she doesn't even
pay my bail
We coming down on vacation, gonna leave on probation
Have to send all my money through the mail
I'm gonna send all me money through the Tillamook County Jail
Yes, I'm gonna send all my money to the tillamook county Jail
Hey, I'm gonna send all my money to the tillamook county Jail
TO LIVE IS TO FLY
Townes Van Zandt
INTRO.:
G(VII) D(V) A(V) D
G(VII) D(V) A(V) D
G(VII)
Won't say I
G(VII)
Won't say I
D(V)
love you, babe
D(V)
need you, babe
A
But I'm gonna' get you, babe
G
D
And I will not do you wrong
G(VII)
D(V)
Living's mostly wasting time
G(VII)
D(V)
And I waste my share of mine
A
But it never feels too good
G
D
So let's don't take too long
G
D
G
A
Well, you're soft as glass and I'm a gentle man
D
A
We got the sky to talk about
G
D
A G D A G D
And the world to lie upon
Days up and down they come
Like rain on a conga drum
Forget most, remember some
Oh, but don't turn none away
Everything is not enough
Nothing is too much to bear
Where you've been is good and gone
All you keep is the getting there
Well, to live's to fly awe low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings
And a sleap out of your eyes
It's goodbye to all my friends
It's time to leave again
Here's to all the poetry
And the pickin' down the line
I'll miss the system here
The bottom's low and the trebble's clear
But it don't pay to think too much
On things you leave behind
Well, I may be gone, awe, I won't be long
I'll be bringing back the melody
And the rhythm that I find
We all got holes to fill
And them holes are all that's real
Some fall on you like a storm
Sometimes you dig your own
The choice is yours to make
Time is yours to take
Some dive into the sea
Some toil upon the stone
Well, to live's to fly awe low and high
So shake the dust off of your wings
And the sleep out of your eye
Awe, shake the dust off of your wings
And the tears out of your eye
Traveling Blues
by Jimmie Rogers
C
I had a dream last night
I thought my good gal had gone
F
When I woke this morning
C
She really had done me wrong
G
I know it's not fair
C
But my good gal has done caught air
(Chorus)
I'm going away leaving today
I'm gonna bring my baby back
If that eight wheel driver
Don't jump the railroad track
I'll take her from that man
Gonna bring her home if I can
My gal's been trifflin round
Bout a week I know
Several of my friends
Just told me so and so
She's found a new man
Now I can understand
(Chorus)
Well It's true my baby's gone
I know it won't be long
Soon we'll be on that train
My baby'll be home agian
She's been trifflin' round
But now she's turned him down
(chorus)
Two Girls,
Townes Van Zandt
The (C)clouds didn't look like (Dm)cotton
they didn't (G)even (F)look like (C)clouds
I was underneath the (Dm)weather
and my (G)friends looked (F)like a (C)crowd
The (Am)swimmin hole was (C)full of rum
I (F)tried to find out (C)why
all I learned was {Dm)this my friend
is you've got to (G)swim be(F)fore you (C)fly.
chorus:
I've got (F)two (C)girls
one's in (Am)heaven, one's (C)below
one I love with (Dm)all my heart
and (G)one I (F)do not (C)know.
Two lonesome dudes on an ugly horse
Passed by not long ago
They asked me where the action was
I said I did not know
And as they disappeared into the brush
I heard the driver say
He's a little slow between the ears
He's always been that way
chorus
Jolly Jane just lays around and listens with her mouth.
She's had about a dozen husbands,
but the last one just pulled out.
Now who's gonna bring her dinner
through the weary years ahead?
All she'll get from me is sympathy,
got no time to see she's fed.
chorus
Cold down on the bayou,
they say it's in your mind.
But the moccasins are treadin' ice
and leavin' strange designs
Cajuns say the last time
this happened they werent' here
Aw, beaumont's full of penguins
and I'm a playin' it by ear.
chorus 2x and out.
Wabash Cannonball
traditional
G
C
Out from the wide Pacific to the broad Atlantic shore
D
G
She climbs the flowery mountains, over hills and by the shore
C
Although she's tall and handsome and she's known quite well by all
D
G
She's a regular combination, the Wabash Cannonball.
Chorus:
G
C
Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
D
G
As she glides along the woodland, over hills and by the shore
C
She climbs the flowery mountains, hear the merry hobo squall
D
G
As she glides along the woodland, the Wabash Cannonball.
Oh the Eastern states are
Chicago, Rock Island, St.
To the lakes of Minnesota
No chances to be taken on
dandy, so the Western people say
Louis by the way
where the rippling waters fall
the Wabash Cannonball.
Chorus
I have rode the I.C. Limited, also the Royal Blue
Across the Eastern counties on Elkhorn Number Two
I have rode these highball trains from coast to coast that's all
But I have found no equal to the Wabash Cannonball.
Chorus
Oh, here's old daddy Cleaton, let his name forever be
And long be remembered in the courts of Tennessee
For he is a good old rounder 'til the curtain round him fall
He'll be carried back to victory on the Wabash Cannonball.
Chorus
Wagon Wheel
Written by Bob Dylan with additional lyrics by Ketch Secor Performed by the Old Crow
Medicine Show
A
E
Headed down south to the land of the pines
F#m
D
And I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline
A
Starin' up the road
E
D
And pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh
I can see my baby tonight
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama anyway you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me
Runnin' from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time stringband
My baby plays the guitar
I pick a banjo now
Oh, the North country winters keep a gettin' me now
Lost my money playin' poker so I had to up and leave
But I ain't a turnin' back
To livin' that old life no more
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama anyway you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me
Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly
Had a nice long toke
But he's a headed west from the Cumberland Gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I gotta get a move on fit for the sun
I hear my baby callin' my name
And I know that she's the only one
And if I die in Raleigh
At least I will die free
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama anyway you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me
WAITING ROUND TO DIE
Townes Van Zandy
Am
Dm
Sometimes I don't even know where this dusty road is taking me
Am
E
Sometimes I don't even know the reason why
Am
But I figure I'll keep on ramblin'
Dm
Lots of booze and lots of gamblin'
Am
E
Am
It's easier than just waitin around to die.
Once I had a Ma, I even had a Pa
He hit her with a belt once 'cause she cried
She told him to take care of me
Headed back to Tennessee
It was easier 'n just waitin around to die.
I came of age and I met a girl
in a Tuscaloosa bar
She cleaned me out and hid it on the sly
I tried to kill the pain
I bought some wine and hopped a train
It was easier than just waiting around to die
My friend said he knew where some easy money was
We robbed a man and brother did we fly
The police caught up with me
drug me back to muskogee
Now it's two long years of waitng around to die.
Now I'm out of prison
I got me a friend at last
He don't drink, or cheat, or steal, or lie
His name's codeine
he's the finest thing I've seen
and together we're gonna wait around to die.
Walkin' Blues
(Johnson)
Intro
A
When I woke this morning and I felt around for my shoes
A
That's when I knew I had them old walking blues
D7
I woke up this morning,
A
Looked around, and I felt around for my shoes
E7
D7
A
That's when I knew I had them old, mean old walking blues
Feel most like blowin' my ole lonesome horn
Woke up this morning, what I had was gone
I wanna leave, leave my old lonesome home
Woke up this morning, what I had was gone
What I had was gone
Some people tell you the walkin' blues ain't bad
Worst ol' feelin' I most ever had
Some people tell you the walkin' blues ain't so bad
It is the worst ol' feelin' I most ever had
Ever had
Leaving in the morning if I have to rob you blind
I've been mistreated and I don't mind dying
I'm leaving in the morning even if I have to rob you blind
I've been mistreated and I just don't mind dying
She got a Elgin movement from her head down to her toes
Break in on a dollar 'most anywhere she goes
She got a feelin' from her head down to her toes
Breaking on a dollar 'most anywhere she goes
Anywhere she goes
When I
That's
I woke
Looked
That's
woke this morning and I felt around for my shoes
when I knew I had them old walking blues
up this morning,
around, and I felt around for my shoes
when I knew I had them old, mean old walking blues
Intro
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Walkin' Cane
Traditional: Arranged by REK
I got high and I got in jail
I got high and I got in jail
I got high and I got in jail
Weren’t nobody to pay my bail
My sins they have overtaken me
Chorus:
Hand me down my walkin’ cane
Hand me down my walkin’ cane
Hand me down my walkin’ cane
I’m a gonna leave on the mornin’ train
My sins they have overtaken me
If I die in Tennessee
If I die in Tennessee
If I die in Tennessee
Ship me back by C.O.D.
My sins they have overtaken me
(Repeat Chorus)
Hand me down my bottle of corn
Hand me down my bottle of corn
Hand me down my bottle of corn
I’m gonna get drunk as sure as you’re born
My sins they have overtaken me
(Repeat Chorus)
Wayfaring Stranger
JOHNNY CASH
INTRO: Am Dm Am
VERSE:
Am
I'M JUST A POOR
WAYFARING STRANGER
Dm
TRAVELLING THROUGH
Am
THIS WORLD BELOW
THERE IS NO SICKNESS
NO TOIL, NOR DANGER
Dm
IN THAT BRIGHT LAND
Am
TO WHICH I GO
CHORUS:
F
I'M GOING THERE
C
TO SEE MY FATHER
F
AND ALL MY LOVED ONES
E E7 E
WHO'VE GONE ON
Am
I'M JUST GOING OVER JORDAN
Dm
Am
I'M JUST GOING OVER HOME
INSTRUMENTAL:
Am
Dm
Am
Am
Dm
Am
VERSE:
I KNOW DARK CLOUDS
WILL GATHER ROUND ME
I KNOW MY WAY
IS HARD AND STEEP
BUT BEAUTIOUS FIELDS
ARISE BEFORE ME
WHERE GOD REDEEMS
THERE VIDUALS KEEP
CHORUS:
I'M GOING BACK
TO SEE MY MOTHER
SHE SAID SHE'D MEET ME
WHEN I COME
SO I'M JUST GOING OVER JORDAN
I'M JUST GOING OVER HOME
I'M JUST GOING OVER JORDAN
Am -- end dead on this chord
I'M JUST GOING OVER HOME
Weight, The
(Robertson)
Intro
A
C#m
D
I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' about
A
C#m
D
I just need some place where I can lay my
A
C#m
D
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man
A
C#m
D
He just grinned and shook my hand, "No!",
(Chorus:)
A
E
Take a load off
A
E
Take a load off
D
And (and) (and)
* A
A/G#
A
half past dead
A
head
A
might find a bed?"
A
was all he said.
D
A
E
D
Annie, take a load for free
D
Annie,
*
you put the load right on me.
(put the load right on me)
A/F#
A/E
D
I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide
When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side
I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown."
She said, "I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around."
(Chorus)
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day.
"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"
He said, "Do me a favor, son, wont'cha stay an' keep Anna Lee company?"
(Chorus)
Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog.
He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog."
I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man."
He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can."
(Chorus)
Catch a cannon ball now, t'take me down the line
My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time.
To get back to Miss Annie, you know she's the only one.
Who sent me here with her regards for everyone.
(Chorus)
Intro
(^) Slide Up (\) Slide Down (h) Hammer On (p) Pull Off (b) Bend
E------------------5---------------------------------------B-------5-----5h7-------5h7--5-----------------------------G--4h6---------------------------4h6--6--------------------D-------------------------------------------7^9--9--7------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------E---------------------0------------------------------------B---------------------2------------------------------------G---------------------2------------------------------------D---------4--7--4-----2------------------------------------A----6^7--------------0------------------------------------E-----------------------------------------------------------
* What's Up? * 4 Non Blondes *
******************************
Chord progression goes like this throughout the entire song
A Bmin D A
v v v v v v v ^ v v v v ^
The rhythm goes like this: 4 8 8 4 8 8 8 8 8 4 8 8 8
This is a little crude
but listen to the song to get the exact rhythm. There's a little more
swing to it than how I wrote it. The apostrophe represents a dotted note
(in this case, a dotted quarter note).
The first A is like this: 5-the second A is: o-5-3--63---7
3-x
x
x
x
The Bmin is: 2-the D is: 2--3-3--4
2---4
--4
x
x
x
x
The progression is easy to play if you treat them all as bar chords.
Just leave your forefinger on the second fret over strings 1,2,3,and 4
except for the second A where you have to slightly raise your finger so that
the E string is open. Slide down from the first A to the Bmin.
[Verse 1]
[A]
25 years of my life and still
[Bmin] Tryin' to to get up that great big hill of
[D]
Hope, for A destination.
[A]
[A]
I realized quickly when I knew I should
[Bmin] That the world was made up of this brotherhood of
[D]
Man, for whatever that means.
[A]
{Rest of the song's chord progression is the same thing}
[Chorus]
And so I cry sometimes, when I'm lying in bed
just to get all out, what's in my head, then
I, I am feeling, a little peculiar.
And so I wake in the morning, and I step outside
And I take a deep breath, and I get real high, and
I, scream from the top of my lungs, "What's going on?"
And I say, "Hey yeah yeah hey, hey yeah yeah."
I said, "Hey, what's going on?"
And I say, "Hey yeah yeah hey, hey yeah yeah."
I said, "Hey, what's going on?"
[Verse 2]
[A]
And I try, oh my god, do I try
[Bmin] I try all the [D] time, in this institution. [A]
[A]
And I pray, oh my god, do I pray
[Bmin] I pray every single [D] day, for a revolution. [A]
[Chorus and last four lines of the chorus are repeated 2x more]
[Verse 3]
25 years of my life and still
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of
Hope, for a destination
If anyone sees any mistakes in here, please feel free to post corrections
(I'd like to know them myself).
Date: Tue, 08 Apr 1997 22:05:02 +0100
From: Denis
What's Up? - 4 Non Blondes
---------------------------------------------------------------[Laboriously typed up by Mardi Gras(TNT)]
[Transcribed by TNT SHWE]
Recommended Chord Positions:
A(5th)
Bm
D
A
577655
x24432
xxO232
xO222O
xO22OO
Asus
(Asus is a transition chord)
Intro:
Rhythm guitar chord progression is A(5th) Bm D A Asus
It is repeated throughout only that the A(5th)'s are replaced with
just the open A!
Lead (electric) guitar part:
(Check with the track when to join in)
E|
B|
G|
D|
A|
E|
7/9
9
9
2
7~~~~~
E|
B|
G|
D|
A|
E|
9
7
7\
4
2
2
4
3
4
2
2
4/6
2~~~
7~~~~~
2
4
2
4
Verse 1:
The lead guitar now plays a variation of the intro:
E|
B|
G|
D|
A|
E|
2
7
7\ 4
2
4
2
4
2
4
2~~~
4
2
4
2~~~
4
E|
B|
G|
D|
A|
E|
2
2
4
2~~~
4
A
25 years and my life is still
Bm
D
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope
A
For a destination
A
I realised quickly when I knew I should
Bm
That the world was made up of this brotherhood of Man
A
For whatever that means
Pre Chorus:
And so I cry sometimes when I'm lying in bed
Just to get it all out, what's in my head
And I, I am feeling, a little peculiar
And so I wake in the morning and I step outside
And I take a deep breath and I get real high
And I, scream from the top of my lungs,
"What's going on?"
Chorus:
And I say, "Hey yeah yeah hey, hey yeah yeah"
I said "Hey!
What's goin' on?"
And I say, "Hey yeah yeah hey, hey yeah yeah"
I said "Hey!
What's goin' on?"
D
Interlude:
Oooh ohh...
etc
Verse 2:
And I try, oh my God do I try
I try all the time
In this institution
And I pray, oh my God do I pray
I pray every single day, for a revolution
Pre Chorus:
Chorus:
(As before)
(As before, but x2)
Interlude:
(As before)
Verse 3:
25 years and my life and still
Tryin' to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination
White House Blues
Traditional
1 / 1 / 1 / 1
4 / 4 / 4 / 1
1 / 5 / 1 / 1
Look here, you rascal, what you’ve done
Shot down my husband with your lver-Johnson gun
Carry me back, to Washington
He jumped on his horse he pulled on his mane
Said come on horse hotta outrun this train
Buffalo to Washington
The doctor came a-running he took off his specs
Said Mr.Mckinley better cash in your checks
You’ve bound to die you’re bound to die
There’s just one thing that troubles my mind
And that is to die and leave my poor wife behind
I’m bound to die I’m bound to die
Now hush up you children and don’t you fret
You’ll draw a pension after your pappy’s dead
I’ll be gonna a long long time
Yonder comes a train it’s coming down the line
Blowing at every station Mr.Mckinley a-dying
It’s hard times, it’s hard time
Well, Roosevelt’s in the White house, he’s doing his best
Mckinley’s in the grave yard taking his rest
He’s gone, he’s gone
Whiskey In The Jar
Shady Grove
(Traditional)
Melody Riff
C
Am
As I was a goin’ over Gilgarra mountain,
F
C
Am
I met Colonel Pepper and his money he was counting
F
C
Am
I drew forth my pistol and rattled my saber
F
C
Am
Saying, "Stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver."
G7
Musha ringum duram da
C
C7
Whack! Fol de daddy-o
F
Whack! Fol de daddy-o
C
G7
C
There’s whiskey in the jar
The shining yellow coins did sure look bright and jolly
I took the money home and I gave it to my Molly
She promised and she vowed that she never would deceive me
But the devil’s in the women and they never can be easy
When I awoke between the hours of six and seven
Guards were standing ‘round me in numbers odd and even
I flew to my pistol, but alas, I was mistaken
I fired off my pistols and a prisoner was taken
They put me
For robbing
They didn’t
And I bid a
in jail without a judge or jury
Colonel Pepper in the morning so early
take my fist so I knocked down the sentry
long farewell to that cold penitentiary
Some take delight in fishing and bowling
Others take delight in the carriage a rollin’
I take delight in the juice of the barley
Courting pretty women in the mornin’ so early
Melody Riff
C
E----------------------------------------------------------B-------------------------8----8^10--8---------------------G-------------7--9--10-------------------9-----------------D---10p9--11-----------------------------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------Am
F
C
Am
E----------7------------------7--8--8--7------------8--7---B--10--10-----10------10--10-------------10---8--8------10-G-----------------9----------------------------------------9
D----------------------------------------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------F
C
Am
E----------7--8--8--7-------------8--7---------------------B--10--10--------------10---8--8--------10-----------------G--------------------------------------------9-------------D----------------------------------------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------F
C
Am
E----------7--8--8--7-------------8--7---------------------B--10--10--------------10---8--8--------10-----------------G--------------------------------------------9-------------D----------------------------------------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------G7
E----------------------------------------------------------B----------------------------------------------------------G---9--10--9--7--7--9--10----------------------------------D----------------------------------------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------C
C7
F
E------------------------------------------7--8------------B--------------------8------10--10--8--10------------------G---9--9---7--9--10----------------------------------------D----------------------------------------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E----------------------------------------------------------C
G7
C
E----------------------------------------------------------B----------------------------------------------------------G---9----9--9--7--7----------------------------------------D---------------------10-----------------------------------A----------------------------------------------------------E-----------------------------------------------------------
Whiskey River Tab
[G] Whiskey River take my [C] mind
Don't let her mem'ry torture [G] me
Whiskey River don't run [D7] dry
You're all I've got, take care of [G] me.
[G] I'm drowning in a whiskey [C] river
[G] bathing my mem'ried mind
In the [A7] wetness of its [D7] soul
[G] Feeling the amber current
[G7] flowin' from my [C] mind
And [D] leaving a heart you left so [G] cold.
White Freightliner Blues
By Townes Van Zandt
Intro chords:
C
F
C
F
C
G
F
C (two times)
F
I'm goin’ out on the highway
F
I’m goin’ out on the highway
G
White Freightliner won't you
C
listenin' to them big trucks whine
C
listenin' to them big trucks whine
F
C
steal away my mind
(Same Chord Progression throughout)
Well, New Mexico ain't bad, Lord people here they treat you fine
Well, New Mexico ain't bad, Lord people here they treat you fine
That old White Freightliner wontcha steal away my mind
Well it's bad news from Houston half my friends are dying
Well it's bad news from Houston half my friends are dying
White Freightliner won't you steal away my mind
Well, Lord, I'm gonna ramble 'til I get back to where I came
Well, Lord, I'm gonna ramble 'til I get back to where I came
That old White Freightliner gonna haul away my brain
I'm headed out on the highway listenin' to them big trucks whine
Headed out on the highway listenin' to them big trucks whine
White Freightliner won't you steal away my mind
White Freightliner won't you steal away my mind
The Wild Rover
(Trad.)
G
C
I've been a wild rover for many the year
G
D
G
And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer.
C
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
G
D
G
And I never will play the wild rover no more
Verse
D
D7
G
C
Chorus:And it's no nay never, no never no more
G
C
G
D G
Will I play the wild rover, no never, no more
Verse 2:
I went to an alehouse I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered me 'nay
Such a custom like yours I could have any day'
Chorus:
Verse 3:
I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright
And the landladiy's eyes opened wide with delight
She said 'I have whiskey and wines of the best,
And the words that I spoke sure were only a jest'.
Chorus:
Verse 4:
Chorus:
I'll go home to my parent, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.
And if they caress me as oft times before,
Sure I never will play the wild rover no more.
Will the Circle Be Unbroken
Traditional
1 / 1 / 1 /
4 / 4 / 1 /
1 / 1 / 1 /
1 / 5 / 1 /
1
1
6m
1
I was standing by the window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw the hearse come rolling
To carry my mother away
Chorus
Will the circle be unbroken
Bye and bye Lord bye and bye
There’s a better home a waiting
In the sky Lord in the sky
I said to the undertaker
Undertaker please drive slow
For that body you are carryin
Lord I hate to see her go
Well I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in that grave
I went back home Lord that home was lonesome
Since my mother, she was gone
All my brothers and sisters crying
What a home so sad and alone
Wish you were here
by pink floyd
Em
C
/
G
/
Em
/
G
/ Em
/ Am7 / Em / Am7 / G / G
D
Am
G
So, so you think you can tell, heaven from hell? Blue skies from
pain?
D
C
Am
Can you tell a green field, from a cold steel rail? A smile from a
veil?
G
C
D
Do you think you can tell? Did they get you to trade, your heroes for
ghosts?
Am
G
D
Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for
change
C
Am
G
And did you exchange, a walk-on part in the war, for a lead role in a
cage...
(guitar solo - repeat intro)
C
D
How I wish, how I wish you were here
Am
G
D
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl, year after year
C
Am
Running over the same old ground, what have we found - the same old
fears?
G
Wish you were here
INTRODUCTION
--0--3-----------Strum g
---------3------------ strum g
--------0--2-----a feW
-------2-------------- again!!
--------------3--TimeS
-----2----------------------------------0-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Workin' Man Blues
Merle Haggard
Intro:
A7 (8 bars)
Verse1: A
It's a big job just gettin' by with 9 kids and a wife
I been a workin' man dang near all my life
D7
I'll be working
A
long as my two hands are fit to use
E7
I'll drink my beer in a tavern,
D7
A
sing a little bit of these working man blues
Verse2: I keep my nose on the grindstone, I work hard every day
might get a little tired on the weekend, after I draw my pay
but I'll go back workin,
come Monday morning I'm right back with the crew
I'll drink a little beer that evening,
sing a little bit of these working man blues
Verse3: Hey hey, the working man, the working man like me
I ain't never been on welfare, that's one place I won't be
cause I'll be working
long as my two hands are fit to use
I drink a little beer in a tavern
sing a little bit of these working man blues
[SOLO - one verse]
Verse4: Sometimes I think about leaving, do a little bummin around
I wanna throw my bills out the window catch a train to another
town
but I go back working
I gotta buy my kids a brand new pair of shoes
yeah drink a little beer in a tavern,
cry a little bit of these working man blues
[VERSE3]
yeah drink a little beer in a tavern,
cry a little bit of these working man blues
Worried Man Blues
Stanley
1 / 1 /
4 / 4 /
1 / 1 /
5 / 5 /
Brothers
1 / 1
4 / 1
1 / 1
1 / 1
It takes a worried man to sing
It takes a worried man to sing
It takes a worried man to sing
I’m worried now but I won’t be
a worried song
a worried song
a worried song
worried long.
I went
I went
I went
When I
across the river and I laid down to sleep
across the river and I laid down to sleep
across the river and I laid down to sleep
woke up, there were shackles on my feet.
Twenty
Twenty
Twenty
And on
one links of chain around my leg
one links of chain around my leg
one links of chain around my leg
each link, the initials of my name.
I asked the judge what’s gonna be my fine
I asked the judge what’s gonna be my fine
I asked the judge what’s gonna be my fine
Twenty one years on the Rocky Mountain Line.
If anyone should ask you
If anyone should ask you
If anyone should ask you
Say it was me and I sing
who composed this song
who composed this song
who composed this song
it all day long.
The Worst Day Since Yesterday
Intro:
D
D
D
D
A
A
A
A
D D
D D
Bm G
D D
Verse 1:
D
A
D
D
Well I know I miss more than hit
D
A
D
D
With a face that was launched to sink
D
A
Bm
G
And I seldom feel the bright release
D
A
D
D
It's been the worst day since yesterday
Verse 2:
D
A
D
D
If there's one thing I have said
D
A
D
D
Is that the dreams I once had now lay in bed
D
A
Bm
G
As the four winds blow my wits through the door
D
A
D
D
It's been the worst day since yesterday
Chorus 1:
G
D
Fallin' down to you sweet ground
G
Where the flowers, they bloom
D
Well it's there I'll be found
D
A
D
G
Hurry back to me, my wild colleen
D
A
D
D
Its been the worst day since yesterday
Chords during solo:
A A G D
A A G A
Verse 3:
D
A
D
D
Though these wounds have seen no wars
D
A
D
D
D
A
Bm
G
And this endless crutch well it's never enough
D
A
D
D
Its been the worst day since yesterday
Chorus 2:
G
D
Hell says hello well it's time I should go
G
D
To pastures green that I've yet to see
D
A
D
G
Hurry back to me my wild colleen
D
A
D
D
Its been the worst day since yesterday
Outro:
D
A
D
D
Its been the worst day since yesterday
D
A
D
Its been the worst day since yesterday
D
Yes I Guess They Oughta Name A Drink
After You
John Prine
Oh,(A)I get drunk most every night
S(D)eems like all we do is fight
The m(A)ore I drink the less I feel b(E)lue
Some(A)times I feel like an awful fool
(D)Spending my life on an old bar stool
And y(A)es, I guess they oug(E)hta name a drink after y(A)ou
(spoken) Bloody Mary
Instrumental:(E)
(D)
(E)
(A)
If(A) this date were to be our last
(D)I'd never sit down this glass
It'd (A)take all the booze in the world to forget (E)you
You've l(A)eft my heart a vacant lot
I(D)'ll fill it with another shot
And (A)yes, I guess they ou(E)ghta name a drink after (A)you
(spoken) Near Beer
Instrumental:(E)
(D)
(E)
(A)
L(A)ooks like I had my fill
Gu(D)ess I better pay my bill
When I st(A)arted out I only meant to have a f(E)ew
Som(A)eone just said that you left town
I(D) better get a double round
And y(A)es, I guess they ou(E)ghta name a drink after y(A)ou
Y(A)es, I guess they ou(E)ghta name a drink after y(A)ou
(E)
(A)
You ain't going nowhere
Bob Dylan
G
Am
Clouds so swift, the rain won't lift
C
G
The gates won't close, the railings froze
Am
Get your mind off wintertime
C
G
You ain't going nowhere
Ooo-wee, ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
I don't care how many letters they sent
The morning came and the morning went
Pick up your money, and pack your tent,
You ain't going nowhere
Ooo-wee...
Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to the tree with roots
You ain't going nowhere
Ooo-wee...
Gengis Kahn and his brother Don
could not keep from keeping on
we'll cross that bridge no matter how long
You ain't going nowhere
2x Ooo-wee...
YOU'LL NEVER LEAVE HARLAN ALIVE
(Verse
I)
Em
G
D
A
In the deep dark hills of Eastern Kentucky
Em
G
C
That's the place where I trace my blood-lines.
G/B
C
G
A
C
And it was there I read on a hillside gravestone
Em
B7
Em
Em
You'll never leave Harlan alive.
(Verse II)
Oh, my Grandfather Dave crossed the Cumberland Mountains
Where he took a pretty girl to be his bride.
He said "Won't you walk with me out of the mouth of this holler.
Or we'll never leave Harlan Alive."
(Chorus)
G
C
D
G
Where the sun comes up, about ten in the morning
Em
F
C
And the sun goes down about three in the day
G
C
D
G
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew your drinking
D/F#
Em
F
Em
And you spend your life, just thinking of, how to get away.
(Verse III)
No one ever knew there was coal in them mountains
Until a man a man from the Northeast arrived.
With a hundred dollar bill he said I'll pay for your minerals
He never left Harlan alive.
(Verse IV)
Grandma sold out cheap and they moved out west of Conwell.
T$o a farm where the big Richland River winds
And I'll bet they danced in the ditch and they laughed and sang a
little
song
Who said we'd never leave Harlan alive.
(Verse V)
But the times they got hard and tobacco wasn't selling
And Old Granddad knew what he'd do to survive.
He went and dug for Harlan coal and sent the money back to Grandma
But he never left Harlan alive.
(Chorus No. 2)
Where the sun comes up, about ten in the morning
And the sun goes down, about three in the day
And you fill your cup with whatever bitter brew your drinking
And you spend your life, digging coal, from the bottom of your
grave.
Your Flag Decal Won't Get You
Into Heaven Anymore
By John Prine
G
C
While digesting Reader's Digest in the back of the dirty book store
D
G
A plastic flag with gum on the back fell out on the floor
C
Well, I picked it up and I ran outside, slapped on my windowshield
D
G
And if I could see old Betsy Ross, I’d tell her how good I feel
Chorus:
C
G
But your flag decal won't get you into heaven anymore
D
G
They're already overcrowded from your dirty little wars
C
G
Now Jesus don't like killin', no matter what the reason for
D
G
And your flag decal won't get you into heaven anymore
Well, I went to the bank this morning and the cashier he said to me,
If you join the Christmas club we'll give you ten of them flags for free
Well, I didn't mess around a bit, I took her up on what she said
And I stuck them stickers all over my car and one on my wife's forehead
Chorus
Well, I got my windowshield so filled with flags I couldn't see
So, I ran the car upside a curb and right into a tree
By the time they got a doctor down, I was already dead
And I'll never understand why the man standing in the Pearly Gates said
Chorus