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Whiskey in the Jar From: A Faire To Remember words and music traditional As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains I met with captain Farrell and his money he was counting. I first produced my pistol, and then produced my rapier. Said stand and deliver, for I am a bold deceiver,

musha ring dumma do damma da whack for the daddy 'ol whack for the daddy 'ol there's whiskey in the jar

I counted out his money, and it made a pretty penny. I put it in my pocket and I took it home to Jenny. She said and she swore, that she never would deceive me, but the devil take the women, for they never can be easy I went into my chamber, all for to take a slumber, I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder. But Jenny took my charges and she filled them up with water, Then sent for captain Farrel to be ready for the slaughter. It was early in the morning, as I rose up for travel, The guards were all around me and likewise captain Farrel. I first produced my pistol, for she stole away my rapier, But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken. If anyone can aid me, it's my brother in the army, If I can find his station down in Cork or in Killarney. And if he'll come and save me, we'll go roving near Kilkenny, And I swear he'll treat me better than me darling sportling Jenny Now some men take delight in the drinking and the roving, But others take delight in the gambling and the smoking. But I take delight in the juice of the barley, And courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early KEY C verse: C Am F C Am C Am F C Am chorus: G C F C G C !

Wild Rover

G CI’ve been a wild rover for many a year G D7 GAnd I spent all my money on whiskey and beer, CAnd now I’m returning with gold in great store G D7 GAnd I never will play the wild rover no more.

chorus: D7 G cAnd it’s no, nay, never No nay never no more, G c G D7 G Will I play the wild rover , No never no more.

G CI went in to an ale-house I used to frequent G D7 GAnd I told the landlady my money was spent. CI asked her for credit, she answered me “nay G D7 GSuch a custom as yours I could have any day.”

chorus CI took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright G D7 GAnd the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight. CShe said “I have whiskey and wines of the best G D7 GAnd the words that I spoke sure were only in jest.”

chorus CI’ll go home to my parents, confess what I’ve done G D7 GAnd I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal son. CAnd if they caress (forgive) me as ofttimes before G D7 GSure I never will play the wild rover no more.

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Day Dream BelieverSetting By John Mumford Words and Music byTribute to Davy Jones of "The Monkeys" JOHN STEWARTDenver Ukulele Community Form AA BB CC BB Arranged by Jesse Gress

AF Gm Am Bb

Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings of the blue-bird as she sings. Therings, and we rise, wipe the sleep out of our eyes. The

F1.

Dm G7 C7

six o' - clock a - larm would nev-er ring. ______________ But it

2. F Dm Gm7 C7 F

shav-ing raz-or's cold and it stings, ______________

B - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Bb C7 Am Bb C7 Dm Bb

Cheer up sleep - y Jean. ____ Oh, what can it ____ mean to a

F Bb F Dm G7 C7

day-dream be - liev - er and a home - com - ing queen. _____

C - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -F Gm Am Bb

I once thought of you as a white night on a steed.good times start but then with a dol - lar one to spend. But

F1. Dm G7 C7

now you know how hap - py we can be. _____________ Oh, and ourD.S. al coda2. F Dm Gm7 C7 F

How much, ba-by, do we real - ly need? ______________

EndingCoda

(Brake!)F Bb Bbm F F

home ____ - com - ing queen. ____________

Am B C7 Dm F G7 Gm Gm7

Everybody Let’s Jump (For Your Library) By Eloise the Great

(Slowly)

C A D G C

C A everybody get up, get on your feet

D G C say hello to someone you don’t know

C A get ready and do as I say

D G C that way were going to have some fun (Quickly)

N.C. C` A everybody let’s jump, everybody let’s jump

D G let’s jump everybody, let’s jump everybody

C let’s jump

C A Let’s sway, everybody let’s sway

D G C wiggle and then jiggle and then sway (Slowly)

C A now go real slow, turn around

D G touch your belly, then touch your nose (Quickly)

C and then jump

C A D everybody let’s jump, everybody let’s jump

G C everybody let’s jump, everybody let’s jump

C A everybody let’s dance, everybody let’s dance

D G C everybody let’s dance, everybody let’s dance

Vamp C A D G C

BOTTLE OF WINE (Tom Paxton)

CHORUS

D

Bottle of wine, Fruit of the vine,

A D

When you gonna let me get so – ber

D

Let me alone, let me go home,

A D

Let me go back and start o - ver

Verse 1

D A G D

Ramblin' around this dirty old town

D A D Singin' for nickels and dimes

D A G D Times getting tough; I ain't got enough

D A D

To buy a little bottle of wine

CHORUS

Verse 2

D A G D

Little ho-tel, older than Hell

D A D

Dark as the coal in the mine

D A G D

Blankets are thin; I lay there and grin

D A D 'Cause I got a little bottle of wine

CHORUS

D A G D Pain in my head and bugs in my bed

D A D

Pants are so old that they shine

D A G D

Out on the street, tell the people I meet

D A D

Won'cha buy me a bottle of wine

CHORUS

D A G D

Preacher will preach; teacher will teach

D A D A miner will dig in the mine

D A G D I ride the rods, trusting in God

D A D A-huggin' my bottle of wine

CHORUS 3X

Billy Currington – People Are Crazy (Capo 5th)

Intro: (C) (G)

(C) (G)This old man and me, were at the bar and we(Am) (F)Were having us some beers and swapping I don't cares.(C) (G)Talking politics, blond and redhead chicks.(Am) (F)Old dogs and new tricks and habits we ain't kicked.

(C) (G)We talked about God's grace and all the hell we raised.(Am) (F)Then I heard the ole' man say(C) (G) (C) (G)God is great, beer is good and people are crazy.

(C) He said "I fought two wars,(G)Been married and divorced."(Am)What brings you to Ohio?(F)He said "Damned if I know."(C) (G)We talked an hour or two about every girl we knew.(Am) What all we put 'em through.(F) Like two ole' boys will do.

(C) We pondered life and death(G) He lit a cigarette(Am) (F)And said "These damn things will kill me yet."(C) (G) (C) But God is great, beer is good and people are crazy.

Bridge:

(F) (Em)

Last call, its 2am, I said goodbye to him(Dm) (G)I never talked to him again

(C) (G) Then one sunny day, I saw the old mans face(Am) (F) Front page Obituary, he was a millionaire.(C) (G)He left his fortune to some guy he barely knew, (Am) (F) His kids were mad as hell. But me? I'm doing well.(C) (G) And I dropped by today, to just say thanks and pray, (Am) (F) And I left a six-pack right there on his grave and I said

(C) (G) (C) (F) God is great, beer is good and people are crazy.

(C) (G) (Am) (F)God is great, beer is good and people are crazy.

(C) (G) (C) God is great, beer is good and people are crazy.

I Had But 50¢ (As I Learned It from The Cheap Suit Serenaders) for DUC 3-17-12 by BLC

C G7 I wish that you could see the gal I took to a fancy ball G7 C The span around her little waist so neat, so very small C F I thought about two oysters sure would fill her up complete G7 C Such a dainty delicate little thing, but here is what she’d eat: (chorus starts with G7 tremolo then follows same progression as verse) A dozen raw with a plate of slaw and a fancy Boston roast, A big box stew with crackers too and a soft crab served on toast. Next she tried some oysters fried, she oughta o’ had more sense When she called for pie, I thought I’d die, for I had but fifty cents. She said she was not hungy, she did not care to eat, But I got money on my flanks to bet she can’t be beat. She took it in so easy, she had an awful hank. She said she was not thirsty, but here is what she drank: A brandy of gum with a big hot rum, three schooners of lager beer A glass of ale and a gin cocktail did quickly disappear With a whisky skin and a couple of gin she astonished all the gents. When she called for more I fell to the floor, for I had but fifty cents. You can bet I was not hungry. I did not care to eat, Expecting every moment to be kicked out in the street. She said she’d bring her sisters along next time we went for fun. I give the man my fifty cents, and here is what he done: He tore my clothes he smashed my nose he smashed me through the door I took the prize with two black eyes,with me he wiped the floor He caught me where my pants hung loose and threw me over the fence Take my advice, don’t try it twice, if you have but fifty cents.

WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING-G 3/4 123 12

When Irish eyes are smiling, sure it’s like a morn in Spring

In the lilt of Irish laughter you can hear the angels sing

When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay

Go on to A And when Irish eyes are smiling, sure they steal your heart a-way. 123 123 123 123

WHEN IRISH EYES ARE SMILING-A

When Irish eyes are smiling, sure it’s like a morn in Spring

In the lilt of Irish laughter you can hear the angels sing

When Irish hearts are happy, all the world seems bright and gay

And when Irish eyes are smiling, sure they steal your heart a-way.

TINY BUBBLES 4/4 1234 12 3 2 1 1

Tiny bubbles in the wine make me happy, make me feel fine

Tiny bubbles make me warm all over

With a feelin’ that I’m gonna love you till the end of time CODA: F to C7 X3 at song end (End on F)

So, here’s to that golden moon and here’s to the silver sea

And mostly here’s a toast to you and me.

Tiny bubbles in the wine make me happy, make me feel fine

Tiny bubbles make me warm all over

With a feelin’ that I’m gonna love you till the end of time

So, here’s to that ginger lei I give to you today

And here’s a kiss that will not fade away. (“Tiny”-top of page)

Sneaky Snake (Tom T. Hall) G G7 Boys and girls take warning C G If you go near the lake C G Keep your eyes wide open A7 D7 And look for Sneaky Snake G G7 Now maybe you won't see him C G And maybe you won't hear C G But he'll sneak up behind you D7 G And drink all of your Root Beer. CHORUS: G C And then Sneaky Snake goes dancin' G C Wigglin' and a-hissin' G Sneaky Snake goes dancin' A7 D7 Gigglin' and a-kissin' G G7 I don’t like old Sneaky Snake, C G He laughs too much, you see C G When he goes wigglin' through the grass D7 G It tickles his under-neath. G G7 Well, Sneaky Snake drinks Root Beer C G And he just makes me sick C G When he is not dancin', A7 D7 He looks just like a stick G G7 Now he doesn't have any arms or legs, C G You cannot see his ears C G And while we are not lookin', D7 G He's stealin' all of our beer. CHORUS

Calico Pie (Natalie Merchant – “Leave Your Sleep”) Intro: Chords of whole verse C F C Calico Pie, the little Birds fly, down to the Calico Tree, F C F C F C Wings of blue, singing 'Tilly-Tilly-loo!', ‘til away they flew G7 C But they never came back to me! C F C Calico Jam, the little Fish swam, over the Syllabub Sea, F C F C F C He took off his hat, to the Sole and the Sprat, and the Willeby-Wat, G7 C But he never came back to me! Chorus: C He (they) never came back, never came back, F C He (they) never came, he (they) never came back to me. He (they) never came back, never came back, F C He (they) never came, he (they) never came back to me. G7 (tremolo) Oh, he (they) never came back C F C Calico Ban, the little Mice ran, to be ready for tea, F C F C F C Flippity flup, they drank it all up, and danced in the cup, G7 C But they never came back to me! Chorus C F C Calico Drum, the Grasshoppers come, the Butterfly, Beetle, and Bee, F C F C F C Over the ground, around and around, with a hop and a bound, G7 C But they never came back to me! (4X, then Ending) C Oh, they never came back, never came back, F C They never came, they never came back to me. Ending: G7 (tremolo) Oh, they never came back

Mountain Dew Traditional F There's a big holler tree down the road here from me Bb F where ya lay down a dollar or two. Well you go round the bend and Gm C7 F when you come back again there's a jug full o' good ole mountain dew. F Bb F Oh they call it that ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few. F I'll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug F Gm C7 F with some good ole mountain dew. F Now my uncle Mort, he's sawed off and short, Bb F he measures about four foot two, but he thinks he's a giant when you F Gm C7 give him a pint of that good ole mountain dew. F Well my ole aunt Jill bought some brand new perfume. Bb F It had such a sweet smellin' pew, but to her surprise, when she had it F Gm C7 F analyzed, it was nothin’ but good ole mountain dew. Instrumental F Well the preacher rolled by with his head heisted high, Bb F said his wife had been down with the flu, and he thought that I ought F Gm C7 F just uh sell him a quart of that good ole mountain dew. Instrumental F Well my brother Bill's got a still on the hill Bb F where he runs of a gallon or two. Now the buzzards in the sky F Gm C7 get so drunk they can't fly from smellin' the good ole mountain dew. F Bb F Oh they call it that ole mountain dew and them that refuse it are few. F I'll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug F Gm C7 F with some good ole mountain dew.