Hear this song at: v ... · Brand New Key by Melanie Safka (1971) C I rode my bicycle past your...
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Five Hundred Miles Peter Paul and Mary Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbg2wkVDWTs (play along in this key)
From Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/uke.htm
Intro: [C] [Am] [C] [Am] [Dm] [F/C] [Dm] [G7] [C]
If you [C] miss the train I’m [Am] on You will [Dm] know that I am [F/C] gone You can [Dm] hear the whistle [Em] blow a [F] hundred [G7] miles A hundred [C] miles a hundred [Am] miles A hundred [Dm] miles a hundred [F/C] miles You can [Dm] hear the whistle [Em] blow a [F] hundred [C] miles
Lord I’m [C] one lord I’m [Am] two Lord I’m [Dm] three lord I’m [F/C] four Lord I’m [Dm] five hundred [Em] miles [F] from my [G7] home Five hundred [C] miles five hundred [Am] miles Five hundred [Dm] miles five hundred [F] miles Lord I’m [Dm] five hundred [Em] miles [F] from my [C] home
Not a [C] shirt on my [Am] back not a [Dm] penny to my [F/C] name Lord I [Dm] can’t go a-[Em]home [F] this a-[G7]way This a-[C]way this a-[Am]way this a-[Dm]way this a-[F/C]way Lord I [Dm] can’t go a-[Em] home [F] this a-[C]way
If you [C] miss the train I’m [Am] on You will [Dm] know that I am [F/C] gone You can [Dm] hear the whistle [Em] blow a [F] hundred [C] miles
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how many seas must a white dove sail be- fore she sleeps in the sand?how many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free? And...how many ears must one man have before he can hear people cry? And...
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How many roads must a man walk down be-fore you call him a man? And...How many years can a mountain exist be-fore it is washed to the sea? Yes and ...How many times must a man look up be-fore he can see the sky? And...
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How many timesmust the cannon balls fly, be-fore theyʼre for-ever banned? The... how many times can a man turn his head pretending that he just didn't see? The...how many deaths will it take till he knows that too many people have died? The...
answer my friend, is blowing in the wind, the answer is blowing in the wind
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C GD Em C GD
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C GD Em C GD
(Outro)
the answer is blowing in the wind
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Brand New Key by Melanie Safka (1971)
C I rode my bicycle past your window last night. G7 I roller skated to your door at daylight C It almost seems, like you’re avoiding me, F G7/ (---tacit------) I’m okay alone, but you got something I need. C Chorus: Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates, you got a brand new key. I think that we should get together and try them out you see F I been looking around awhile, you got something for me. G7/ C Oh, I got a brand new pair of roller skates, you got a brand new key. C I ride my bike, I roller skate, don’t drive no car. G7 Don’t go too fast, but I go pretty far. C For somebody who don’t drive, I’ve been all around the world. F G7/ (---tacit------) Some people say, I done all right for a girl. Chorus C I asked your mother if you were at home. G7 She said, yes..but you weren’t alone. C Oh, sometimes I think, that you’re avoiding me. F G7/ (---tacit------) I’m okay alone, but you’ve got something I need. C Ending Chorus: Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates, you got a brand new key. I think that we should get together and try them our you see F La la la la la la la la , La la la la la la G7/ C Oh, I got a brand new pair of roller skates, you got a brand new key.
San Jose Ukulele Club
California Dreaming Mamas and The Papas (Am) Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RtVIhDgo_uU (play along with capo at 4th fret)
From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/Uke
All the leaves are [Am] brown (all the [G] leaves are [F] brown) And the [G] sky is [E7sus4] gray (and the sky is [E7] gray) [F] I've been for a [C] walk (I've been [E7] for a [Am] walk) On a [F] winter's [E7sus4] day (on a winter's [E7] day) I’d be safe and [Am] warm (I’d be [G] safe and [F] warm) If I [G] was in L[E7sus4]A (if I was in L[E7]A) Chorus: California [Am] dreamin' (Cali [G]fornia [F] dreamin') On [G] such a winter's [E7sus4] day [E7] Stopped into a [Am] church [G] [F] I passed a[G]long the [E7sus4] way [E7] Well I [F] got down on my [C] knees (got down [E7] on my [Am] knees) And I pre[F]tend to [E7sus4] pray (I pretend to [E7] pray) You know the preacher likes the [Am] cold (preacher [G] likes the [F] cold) He knows I'm [G] gonna [E7sus4] stay (knows I'm gonna [E7] stay) Repeat Chorus Instrumental break: [Am] [Am] [F] [C] [E7] [Am] [F] [E7sus4] [E7] [Am] [G] [F] [G] [E7sus4] [E7] [Am] [G] [F] [G] [E7sus4] [E7] Repeat Verse 1 Coda: California [Am] dreamin' (Cali [G]fornia [F] dreamin') On [G] such a winter's [Am] day (Cali[G]fornia [F] dreamin') On [G] such a winter's [Am] day (Cali[G]fornia [F] dreamin') On [G] such a winter's [Fmaj7] day [Am]
THE CIRCLE GAME Joni Mitchell 4/4 1…2…1234
Intro: last 2 lines of chorus
Yesterday a child came out to wonder. Caught a dragon-fly inside a jar 4 2 2
Fearful when the sky was full of thunder…and tearful at the falling of a star 2 2 2 2
Then the child moved 10 times round the seasons. Skated over 10 clear frozen streams 4 2 2
Words like "when you're older" must ap-pease him
And promises of "someday" make his dreams 2 2 CHORUS:
And the seasons they go round and round and the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on a carousel of time
We can't return, we can only look be-hind from where we came
And go round and round and round in the circle game.
p. 2 Circle Game
Sixteen springs and sixteen summers gone now
Cartwheels turn to carwheels through the town
And they tell him, take your time, it won't be long now
'Til you drag your feet to slow the circles down
CHORUS
So the years spin by and now the boy is twenty
Though his dreams have lost some grandeur coming true
There’ll be new dreams, maybe better dreams and plenty
Be-fore the last re-volving year is through. CHORUS & CODA
CODA: And go round and round and round (X3) in the circle game. RITARD
CITY OF NEW ORLEANS -Steve Goodman 4/4 1...2...1234
Intro:
Riding on the City of New Orleans, Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders, three con-ductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
All a-long the southbound odyssey the train pulls out at Kankakee
And rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no names, freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automo-biles. CHORUS:
Good morning A-merica how are you? Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.
Dealin' card games with the young man in the club car. Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score.
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle. Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor.
p. 2 City of New Orleans
And the sons of pullman porters, and the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel.
Mothers with their babes asleep are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel. CHORUS
Nighttime on The City of New Orleans, changing cars in Memphis, Tennes-see.
Half way home, and we'll be there by morning, through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea.
And all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream
And the steel rails still ain't heard the news.
The con-ductor sings his song again, the passengers will please refrain
This train's got the disap-pearing railroad blues. CHORUS ("Good night, America)
CLEMENTINE-THE WHOLE STORY in C 3/4 123 12
In a cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner, and his daughter, Clemen-tine. CHORUS:
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling, oh, my darling, Clemen-tine
You are lost and gone for-ever, dreadful sorry, Clemen-tine.
C G7 Light she was, and like a fairy, and her shoes were number nine. C G7 C Herring boxes without topses, sandals were for Clementine. CHORUS C G7 Drove she ducklings to the water every morning just at nine C G7 C Hit her foot against a splinter, fell into the foaming brine. CHORUS C G7 Ruby lips above the water blowing bubbles soft and fine C G7 C As for me, I was no swimmer and I lost my Clementine CHORUS C G7 How I missed her, how I missed her, how I missed my Clementine. C G7 C Then I kissed her little sister and forgot dear Clementine CHORUS
Don't Think Twice It's Alright - Bob DylanO O O
C
Well it ain't no use to
OG
sit and wonder
O O OAm
why babe
O OF
If you don't know by
O O OC
now
OG
O O O
C
And it ain't no use to
OG
sit and wonder
O O OAm
why babe
D7
It don't matter any
OG
how
OG7
O O OC
When your rooster crows at the
O O OC7
break of dawn
O OF
Look out your window and
D7
I'll be goneO O O
C
You're the
OG
reason I'm
O O OAm
travelling
O OF
on But
O O OC
don't think
OG
twice it's
O O OC
alright
O O OC
And it ain't no
OG
use in turning on your
O O OAm
light babe
O OF
That light I never
O O OC
knowed
OG
O O OC
And it ain't no
OG
use in turning on your
O O OAm
light babe
D7
I'm on the dark side of the
OG
road
OG7
O O OC
I wish there was something you would
O O OC7
do or say
O OF
To try and make me change my
D7
mind and stayO O O
C
But we never
OG
did too much
O O OAm
talking any
O OF
way So
O O OC
don't think
OG
twice it's
O O OC
alright
O O OC
And it ain't no use in
OG
calling out my
O O OAm
name babe
O OF
Like you never did
O O OC
before
OG
O O OC
Ain't no use in
OG
calling out my
O O OAm
name babe
D7
I can't hear you any
OG
more
OG7
O O OC
I'm thinking and a-wondering,
O O OC7
walking down the road
O OF
I once loved a woman, a
D7
child I'm toldO O O
C
I gave her my
OG
heart but she
O O OAm
wanted my
O OF
soul But
O O OC
don't think
OG
twice it's
O O OC
alright
O O OC
I'm walking down that
OG
long lonesome
O O OAm
road babe
O OF
Where I'm bound I can't
O O OC
tell
OG
O O OC
But goodbye is too
OG
good a
O O OAm
word babe
D7
So I'll just say fare thee
OG
well
OG7
O O OC
I ain't saying you
O O OC7
treated me unkind
O OF
You could have done better but
D7
I don't mindO O O
C
You just kinda
OG
wasted my
O O OAm
precious
O OF
time But
O O OC
don't think
OG
twice it's
O O OC
alright
ERIE CANAL 4/4 1…2…123
I’ve got a mule her name is Sal, fifteen miles on the Erie Ca - nal
She’s a good ol’ worker and a good ol’ pal, fifteen miles on the Erie Ca - nal
We’ve hauled some barges in our day, filled with lumber, coal and hay
And we know every inch of the way from Albany to Buf – fa - lo - o CHORUS:
Low bridge, everybody down, low bridge ‘cause we’re coming to a town
And you’ll always know your neighbor, you’ll always know your pal
If you’ve ever navi-gat-ed on the Erie Ca - nal.
Dm F Gm A7 Dm A7 Dm Git up there, Sal, we passed a lock, fifteen miles on the Erie Canal Dm F Gm A7 Dm A7 Dm And we’ll make Rome ‘fore six o’clock, fifteen miles on the Erie Canal F C7 Dm A7 Just one more trip and back we’ll go through the rain and sleet and snow Dm F Gm A7 Dm A7 Dm C7 ‘Cause we know every inch of the way from Albany to Buf- fa- lo - o CHORUS
Folsom Prison Blues - Johnny Cash
I hear the train a comin', it's rolling round the bend And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when
(or Turnaround 1) I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
(or Turnaround 2) But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone.
When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son, Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns.
(or Turnaround 1) But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die
(or Turnaround 2) When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry..
I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.
(or Turnaround 1) Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free
(or Turnaround 2) But those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.
Well if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line
(or Turnaround 1) Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay
(or Turnaround 2) And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away
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Strum: (fast) D D U U D D D U U D
Turnaround 1: Turnaround 2:
D D UD D D D D D D UD D D D D UD D D D D D D UD D D
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Freight Train From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/uke.htm
[F] Freight train freight train [C] goin' so fast Freight train freight train [F] goin' so fast [A7] Please don't tell what [Bb] train I'm on So they [F] won't know [C7] where I'm [F] gone
[F] Freight train freight train [C] goin' round the bend Freight train freight train [F] comin' back again [A7] One of these days turn that [Bb] train around And [F] go back to [C7] my home [F] town
[F] One more place I'd [C] like to be One more place I'd [F] like to see [A7] To watch them old Blue Ridge [Bb] Mountains climb When [F] I ride [C7] old number [F] nine
[F] When I die Lord [C] bury me deep Down at the end of [F] Chestnut street [A7] Where I can hear old [Bb] number nine As [F] she comes [C7] down the [F] line
[F] Freight train freight train [C] goin' so fast Freight train freight train [F] goin' so fast [A7] Please don't tell what [Bb] train I'm on So they [F] won't know [C7] where I'm [F] gone
GOING TO THE ZOO-Tom Paxton 4/4 1…2…1234
Intro: D (2 measures) 2230 0100 0132 D A7 Daddy's taking us to the zoo tomorrow, zoo tomorrow, zoo tomorrow D A7 D Daddy's taking us to the zoo tomorrow, we can stay all day. G D We're going to the zoo, zoo, zoo, how about you, you, you? A7 D G D You can come too, too, too, we're going to the zoo, zoo, zoo. D A7 See the elephant with the long trunk swingin', great big ears and long trunk swingin', D A7 D Snuffin' up peanuts with the long trunk swinging, we can stay all day. Chorus D A7 See all the monkeys scritch scritch scratchin', jumpin' all around and scritch scritch scratchin', D A7 Hangin' by their long tails scritch scritch scratchin', we can stay all day. Chorus D A7 There’s a big black bear, he’s a-huff huff a-puffin', coat's too heavy, he's huff huff a-puffin', D A7 D Don't get too near the huff huff a-puffin', or you won't stay all day. Chorus D A7 Seals in the pool all honk honk honkin', catchin' fish and honk honk honkin', D A7 D Little tiny seals all honk honk honkin', we can stay all day. Chorus A7 D A7 We stayed all day and we’re gettin' sleepy, sittin' in the car gettin' sleep sleep sleepy, D A7 D Home already, and we’re sleep sleepy, we have stayed all day. G D We've been to the zoo, zoo, zoo, so have you, you, you. A7 D G D You came too, too, too, we’ve been to the zoo, zoo, zoo. D A7 Momma's taking us to the zoo tomorrow, zoo tomorrow, zoo tomorrow; D A7 D Momma's taking us to the zoo tomorrow, we can stay all day. G D We're going to the zoo, zoo, zoo, how about you, you, you? A7 D G D You can come too, too, too, we're going to the zoo, zoo, zoo. (Repeat chorus)
Home on the Range by Brewster M. Higley (1873)
CJFKNfa C C7 F C D7 G7 Oh, give me a home, where the buffalo roam, Where the deer and the antelope play C C7 F Fm C G7 C Where seldom is heard, a dis-couraging word, And the skies are not cloudy all day C Chorus : A home! A home!
Am D7 G7 Where the deer and the antelope play C C7 F Fm
Where seldom is heard, a dis-couraging word, C G7 C
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
C C7 F C D7 G7 Oh, give me a land, where the bright diamond sand, throws its light from the glittering streams C C7 F Fm C G7 C Where glideth a-long, the graceful white swan, like the maid in her heavenly dreams. Chorus C C7 F C D7 G7 Oh! Give me a gale of the Solomon Vale, where the life streams with buoyancy flow C C7 F Fm C G7 C On the banks of the Beaver, where seldom if ever, any poisonous herbage doth grow. Chorus C C7 F C D7 G7 How often at night, when the heavens are bright, With the light of the twinkling stars. C C7 F Fm C G7 C Have I stood there a-mazed, and asked as I gazed, If their glory ex-ceeds that of ours. Chorus C C7 F C D7 G7 I love the wild flowers in this bright land of ours, I love the wild cur-lew’s shrill scream C C7 F Fm C G7 C The bluffs and white rocks, and antelope flocks, that graze on the mountains so green Chorus C C7 F C D7 G7 The air is so pure, and the breezes so fine, the zephyrs so balmy and light, C C7 F Fm C G7 C That I would not ex-change my home here to range, for-ever in azures so bright. Chorus C G7 C G7 C And the skies are not cloudy all day….
San Jose Ukulele Club
House at Pooh Corner (Key of D) by Kenny Loggins (1971)
D Em F#m Bm G A D A Christopher Robin and I walked a-long, under branches lit up by the moon D Em F#m Bm G A D Posing our questions to Owl and Ee-yore, as our days disappeared all too soon. Bm F#m G Em A But I’ve wandered much further to-day than I should, and I can’t seem to find my way back to the Wood D F#m Em A D F#m Em A Chorus: So help me if you can, I’ve got to get back to the house at Pooh Corner by one. D F#m Em A You’d be sur-prised, there’s so much to be done F#m Bm F#m Bm F#m/ Em/ Count all the bees in the hive Chase all the clouds from the sky G F#m Bm Cmaj7 A Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh D Em F#m Bm G A D A Winnie the Pooh doesn’ t know what to do, got a honey jar stuck on his nose D Em F#m Bm G A D He came to me asking help and ad-vice, and from here no one knows where he goes. Bm F#m G Em A So I sent him to ask of the Owl, if he’s there, how to loosen a jar from the nose of a bear D F#m Em A D F#m Em A So help me if you can, I’ve got to get back to the house at Pooh Corner by one. D F#m Em A You’d be sur-prised, there’s so much to be done F#m Bm F#m Bm F#m/ Em/ Count all the bees in the hive Chase all the clouds from the sky G F#m Bm Back to the days of Christopher Robin G F#m Bm Back to the ways of Christopher Robin G F#m Bm G A D Back to the days of Pooooooooooooh.
San Jose Ukulele Club
House of the Rising Sun Animals Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU3KELkd-zY (play along in this key)
From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/Uke
There [Am] is a [C] house in [D] New Or[F]leans They [Am] call the [C] Rising [E7] Sun And it's [Am] been the [C] ruin of [D] many a poor [F] boy And [Am] God I [E7] know I'm [Am] one [E7]
My [Am] mother [C] was a [D] tailor [F] She [Am] sewed my [C] new blue [E7] jeans My [Am] father [C] was a [D] gamblin' [F] man [Am] Down in [E7] New Or[Am]leans [E7]
Now the [Am] only [C] thing a [D] gambler [F] needs Is a [Am] suit[C]case and [E7] trunk And the [Am] only [C] time that [D] he's satis[F]fied Is [Am] when he's [E7] on a [Am] drunk [E7]
Oh [Am] mother [C] tell your [D] children [F] Not to [Am] do what [C] I have [E7] done [Am] Spend your [C] lives in [D] sin and mise[F]ry In the [Am] House of the [E7] Rising [Am] Sun [E7]
Well I got [Am] one foot [C] on the [D] platform [F] The [Am] other [C] foot on the [E7] train I'm [Am] goin' [C] back to [D] New Or[F]leans To [Am] wear that [E7] ball and [Am] chain [E7]
Well there [Am] is a [C] house in [D] New Or[F]leans They [Am] call the [C] Rising [E7] Sun And it's [Am] been the [C] ruin of [D] many a poor [F] boy And [Am] God I [E7] know I'm [Am] one [E7] [Am]
I CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER-Tom Paxton 4/4 1...2...123
Intro: F / G7 / C Em / Am / Dm / G7 / C // C F Am Dm G7 C It's a long and dusty road, It's a hot and a heavy load, and the folks I meet ain't always kind C F Am Dm Some are bad and some are good, some have done the best they could G7 C Some have tried to ease my troubled mind CHORUS: F G7 C Em Am And I can't help but wonder where I'm bound, where I'm bound Dm G7 C Can't help but wonder where I'm bound C F Am Dm I've been wanderin' through this land just a-doin' the best I can G7 C Tryin' to find what I was meant to do C F Am Dm G7 C And the people that I see look as worried as can be, and it looks like they are wonderin' too CHORUS C F Am Dm Oh, I had a little gal one time, she had lips like sherry wine G7 C And she loved me till my head went plumb in-sane C F Am Dm But I was too blind to see she was driftin' a-way from me G7 C And my good gal went off on the morning train CHORUS C F Am Dm G7 C And I had a buddy back home, but he started out to roam, and I hear he's out by Frisco Bay C F Am Dm And some-times when I've had a few, his voice comes ringin' through G7 C And I'm goin' out to see him some old day. CHORUS C F Am Dm G7 C If you see me passing by and you sit and you wonder why, and you wish that you were rambling too C F Am Dm Nail your shoes to the kitchen floor, lace 'em up and bar the door G7 C Thank your stars for the roof that's over you CHORUS (X2)
If I Had A Hammer Peter Paul and Mary (written by Pete Seeger and Lee Hayes)
Hear this song at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUKB3PxG-0E&feature=related
From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/uke.htm
Intro: [C] [Em] [F] [G7] [C] [Em] [F]
If [G7] I had a [C] hammer [Em] [F] I'd [G7] hammer in the [C] morning [Em] [F] I'd [G7] hammer in the [C] evening [Em] [F] all over this [G7] land I'd hammer out [C] danger I’d hammer out a [Am] warning I'd hammer out [F] love be[C]tween my [F] brothers and my [C] sisters [F] A[C][G7]ll over this [C] land [Em] [F] [G7] [C] [Em] [F]
If [G7] I had a [C] bell [Em] [F] I'd [G7] ring it in the [C] morning [Em] [F] I'd [G7] ring it in the [C] evening [Em] [F] all over this [G7] land I'd ring out [C] danger I'd ring out a [Am] warning I'd ring out [F] love be[C]tween my [F] brothers and my [C] sisters [F] A[C][G7]ll over this [C] land [Em] [F] [G7] [C] [Em] [F]
If [G7] I had a [C] song [Em] [F] I'd [G7] sing it in the [C] morning [Em] [F] I'd [G7] sing it in the [C] evening [Em] [F] all over this [G7] land I'd sing out [C] danger I'd sing out a [Am] warning I'd sing out [F] love be[C]tween my [F] brothers and my [C] sisters [F] A[C][G7]ll over this [C] land [Em] [F] [G7] [C] [Em] [F]
Well [G7] I've got a [C] hammer [Em] [F] And [G7] I've got a [C] bell [Em] [F] And [G7] I've got a [C] song [Em] to [F] sing all over this [G7] land It's a hammer of [C] justice it's a bell of [Am] freedom It's a song about [F] love be[C]tween my [F] brothers and my [C] sisters [F] A[C][G7]ll over this [C] land [Em] [F]
It's a [G7] hammer of [C] justice it's a bell of [Am] freedom It's a song about [F] love be[C]tween my [F] brothers and my [C] sisters [F] A[C][G7]ll over this [C] land [F] [C]
I'll Fly Away - Albert E. BrumleyO O O
C
Some bright morning when this life is o'er
O OF
I'll--- fly a -
O O OC
way O O O
C
To a home on God's celestial shore I'll---
OG
fly a -
O O OC
way
O O OC
I'll--- fly away, oh, glory
O OF
I'll--- fly a -
O O OC
way (in the morning) O O O
C
When I die, hallelujah, by and by I'll---
OG
fly a -
O O OC
way
O O OC
When the shadows of this life have gone
O OF
I'll--- fly a -
O O OC
way O O O
C
Like a bird from prison bars has flown I'll---
OG
fly a -
O O OC
way
O O OC
I'll--- fly away, oh, glory
O OF
I'll--- fly a -
O O OC
way (in the morning) O O O
C
When I die, hallelujah, by and by I'll---
OG
fly a
O O OC
way
O O OC
Just a few more weary days and then
O OF
I'll--- fly a
O O OC
way O O O
C
To a land where joys will never end I'll---
OG
fly a
O O OC
way
O O OC
I'll--- fly away, oh, glory
O OF
I'll--- fly a
O O OC
way (in the morning) O O O
C
When I die, hallelujah, by and by I'll---
OG
fly a
O O OC
way
Jambalaya - Hank Williams
OD
Good-bye Joe, me gotta go, me oh
O OA
my oh, Me gotta go
O O OA7
pole the pirogue down the
OD
bayou.O
D
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me-oh-
O OA
my-oh, Son of a gun,
O O OA7
we'll have big fun on the
OD
bayou
Chorus: O
D
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filet
O OA
gumbo, cause tonight I'm gonna
O O OA7
see my ma cher
OD
amie..o.O
D
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be
O OA
gay..o. Son of a gun, we'll have big
O O OA7
fun on the
OD
bayou.
OD
Thibodeaux, fontaineaux, the place is
O OA
buzzin'.
O OA
kinfolk come to see
O O OA7
Yvonne by the
OD
dozen.O
D
Dress in style go hog wild me-oh-
O OA
my-oh. Son of a gun, we'll have big
O O OA7
fun on the
OD
bayou.
(Chorus)
OD
Settle down far from town get me a
O OA
pirogue, and I'll catch all the
O O OA7
fish in the
OD
bayou.O
D
swap my gun to buy Yvonne what she
O OA
need..o.
O OA
Son of a gun, we'll have big
O O OA7
fun on the
OD
bayou.
(Chorus)
KING OF THE ROAD-Roger Miller 4/4 1...2...1234
Intro: | | | | |
Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but two hours of pushin' broom buys an eight-by-twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means King of the Road
Third box car, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine
Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues
I smoke old stogies I have found, short, but not too big around
p.2. King of the Road
I'm a man of means, by no means King of the Road
I know every engineer on every train, all of the children, and all of their names
And every handout in every town, and every lock that ain't locked when no one's around
I sing, trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but two hours of pushin' broom buys an eight-by-twelve four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means King of the Road
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Kisses Sweeter Than Wine The Weavers Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/uke.htm
When [F] I was a [C] young man and [Dm] never been [C] kissed I got to [Am] thinking it [Am/C] over [D] what I had missed I [F] got me a [C] gal I [Dm] kissed her and [C] then [Am] Oh lord I [D] kissed her again
[F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine [F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine
I [F] asked her to [C] marry and [Dm] be my sweet [C] wife And [Am] we would be so [Am/C] happy the [D] rest of our lives I [F] begged and I [C] pleaded like a [Dm] natural [C] man and then [Am] Oh lord she [D] gave me her hand
[F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine [F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine
I [F] worked mighty [C] hard and [Dm] so did my [C] wife Workin [Am] hand in [Am/C] hand to [D] make a good life With [F] corn in the [C] field and [Dm] wheat in the [C] bins I was [Am] Oh lord the [D] father of twins
[F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine [F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine
Our [F] children they [C] numbered [Dm] just about [C] four They [Am] all had [Am/C] sweethearts [D] knockin at the door They [F] all got [C] married and they [Dm] didn’t hesi[C] tate I was [Am] Oh lord the grandfather of [D] eight
[F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine [F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine
[F] Now that we’re [C] old and [Dm] ready to [C] go We get to [Am] thinkin what [Am/C] happened a [D] long time ago. We [F] had a lot of [C] kids [Dm] trouble and [C] pain but [Am] Oh lord we’d [D] do it again
[F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine [F] Oh [C] oh [Dm] kisses [Am] sweeter than [D7] wine
Little BoxesWalk off the Earth/Malvina Reynolds
VERSE 1 F F Bb FLittle boxes on the hillside, little boxes made of ticky-tacky Am Gm F C7Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same F F Bb FThere's a pink one, and a green one, and a blue one, and a yellow one F C7 F C7 F And they're all made out of ticky-tacky, and they all look just the same
VERSE 2 F F Bb F And the people in the houses, all went to the university Am Gm F C7Where they were put in boxes, and they came out all the same F F Bb FAnd there's doctors, and lawyers, and business executives F C7 F C7 FAnd they're all made out of ticky-tacky, and they all look just the same
VERSE 3 F F Bb F And they all play on the golf course, and drink their martinis dry Am Gm F C7And they all have pretty children, and the children go to school F F Bb FAnd the children go to summer camp, and then to the university F C7 F C7 FWhere they all are put in boxes, and they come out all the same
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VERSE 4F F Bb FBoys go into business, and marry and raise a family Am Gm F C7In boxes made of ticky-tacky, and they all look just the same F F Bb FThere's a pink one, and a green one, and a blue one, and a yellow one F C7 F C7 FAnd they're all made out of ticky-tacky, and they all look just the same
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Mail Myself To Youwords & music by Woody Guthrie
OOOC
I’m gonna wrap my
O OF
self in
OG
paper
OOOC
I’m gonna daub my
O OF
self with
OG
glueOOOAm
Stick some stamps on the top of my
O OF
head
OG
I’m gonna mail myself to
OOOC
you
OOOC
I’m gonna tie me in a
O OF
little red
OG
string
OOOC
I’m gonna tie blue
O OF
ribbons
OG
tooOOOAm
Climb up into my
O OF
mailbox
OG
I’m gonna mail myself to
OOOC
you
OOOC
When you find me
O OF
in your
OG
mailbox
OOOC
Cut the string and
O OF
let me
OG
outOOOAm
Wash the glue off of my
O OF
fingers
OG
Stick some bubble gum in my
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mouth
OOOC
Take me out of my
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wrapping
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paper
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Wash the stamps off
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of my
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headOOOAm
Pour me full of some ice cream
O OF
soda
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Tuck me into a nice warm
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bed
THE MARVELOUS TOY-Tom Paxton 4/4 1...2...123 (without intro)
Intro:
When I was just a wee little lad full of health and joy,
My father homeward came one night and gave to me a toy.
A wonder to be-hold, it was, with many colors bright,
And the moment I laid eyes on it it be-came my heart's de-light. CHORUS:
It went "zip" when it moved and "bop" when it stopped, and "whirr" when it stood still.
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.
The first time that I picked it up, I had a big sur-prise,
For right on its bottom were two big buttons that looked like big green eyes.
I first pushed one and then the other, and then I twisted its lid,
And when I set it down again, this is what it did: CHORUS
p.2. Marvelous Toy
It first marched left and then marched right, and then marched under a chair.
And when l looked where it had gone, it wasn't even there.
I started to cry and my daddy laughed, for he knew that I would find,
When l turned around, my marvelous toy, chugging from be-hind.
It went "zip" when it moved and "bop" when it stopped, and "whirr" when it stood still.
I never knew just what it was and I guess I never will.
Well, the years have gone by too quickly, it seems, I have my own little boy.
And yesterday I gave to him my marvelous little toy.
His eyes nearly popped right out of his head, and he gave a squeal of glee.
Neither one of us knows just what it is, but he loves it, just like me.
It still goes "zip" when it moves, "bop" when it stops, and "whirr" when it stands still.
I never knew just what it was, and I guess I never will.
I never knew just what it was, and I guess.....I...ne - ver....will.
Mr Bojangles Jerry Jeff Walker
Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpELGrF1Fy4
From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/Uke
[F] [Am] [Dm] [F] [F] [Am] [Dm] [F]
[F] I knew a man Bo[Am]jangles and he [Dm] danced for you [F] [Bb] In worn out [C] shoes With [F] silver hair a [Am] ragged shirt and [Dm] baggy pants [F] [Bb] He did the old soft [C] shoe [Bb] He jumped so [Am] high [A7] jumped so [Dm] high [F+] [F] [F] Then he [G7] lightly touched [Gm7] down [C]
[Dm] Mister Bo[C]jangles [Dm] Mister Bo[C]jangles [Dm] Mister Bo[C]jangles [F] dance [Am] [Dm] [C]
I [F] met him in a [Am] cell in [Dm] New Orleans [F] [Bb] I was down and [C] out He [F] looked at me to [Am] be the [Dm] eyes of age [F] [Bb] As he spoke right [C] out [Bb] He talked of his [Am] life [A7] talked of his [Dm] life [F+] [F] [F] He laughed [G7] slapped his leg a [Gm7] step [C]
He [F] said his name Bo[Am]jangles then he [Dm] danced a lick [F] [Bb] Across the [C] cell He [F] grabbed his pants a [Am] better stance oh he [Dm] jumped up high [F] [Bb] He clicked his [C] heels [Bb] He let go a [Am] laugh [A7] let go a [Dm] laugh [F+] [F] [F] Shook back his [G7] clothes all a[Gm7]round [C]
He [F] danced for those at [Am] minstrel shows and [Dm] county fairs [F] [Bb] Throughout the [C] south He [F] spoke with tears of [Am] fifteen years how his [Dm] dog and he [F] [Bb] Travelled a[C]bout [Bb] His dog up and [Am] died [A7] up and [Dm] died [F+] [F] [F] After twenty [G7] years he still [Gm7] grieved [C]
He said I [F] dance now at [Am] every chance in [Dm] honky tonks [F] [Bb] For drinks and [C] tips But [F] most of the time I [Am] spend behind these [Dm] county bars [F] he said [Bb] I drinks a [C] bit [Bb] He shook his [Am] head [A7] as he shook his [Dm] head [F+] [F] [F] I heard [G7] someone ask him [Gm7] please [C]
[Dm] Mister Bo[C]jangles [Dm] Mister Bo[C]jangles [Dm] Mister Bo[C]jangles [F] dance [Am] [Dm] [C] [F]
Pancho and Lefty Townes Van Zandt
Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TMPydiR4NaQ (Emmylou Harris version. Play along in this key)
From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/uke.htm
[C] Living on the road my friend is [G] gonna keep you free and clean [F] Now you wear your skin like iron [C] your breath as hard as [G] kerosene [F] Weren't your mama's only boy but her [C] favourite one it [F] seems She be[Am]gan to cry when you [F] said [C] good[G]bye And [F] sank into your [Am] dreams
[C] Pancho was a bandit boys his [G] horse was fast as polished steel [F] He wore his gun outside his pants for [C] all the honest [G] world to feel [F] Pancho met his match you know on the [C] deserts down in [F] Mexico [Am] Nobody heard his [F] dy[C]ing [G] words Ah but [F] that's the way it [Am] goes
[F] All the Federales say they [C] could have had him [F] any day [Am] They only let him [F] slip [C] a[G]way out of [F] kindness I su[Am]ppose
[C] Lefty he can't sing the blues [G] all night long like he used to [F] The dust that Pancho bit down south [C] ended up in [G] Lefty's mouth [F] The day they laid poor Pancho low [C] Lefty split for [F] Ohio [Am] Where he got the [F] bread [C] to [G] go There [F] ain't nobody [Am] knows
[F] All the Federales say they [C] could have had him [F] any day [Am] They only let him [F] slip [C] a[G]way out of [F] kindness I su[Am]ppose
[C] Poets tell how Pancho fell [G] and Lefty's living in a cheap hotel The [F] desert's quiet and Cleveland's cold And [C] so the story [G] ends we're told [F] Pancho needs your prayers it's true but [C] save a few for [F] Lefty too [Am] He only did what he [F] had [C] to [G] do And [F] now he's growing [Am] old
[F] All the Federales say they [C] could have had him [F] any day [Am] They only let him [F] slip [C] a[G]way out of [F] kindness I su[Am]ppose
[F] A few gray Federales say [C] could have had him [F] any day [Am] We only only let him [F] go [C] so [G] long Out of [F] kindness I su[Am]ppose [G] [C]
PUFF (THE MAGIC DRAGON) 4/4 1…2…1234
CHORUS:
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee
Little Jackie Paper loved that rascal Puff
And brought him strings and sealing wax and other fancy stuff, Oh……
CHORUS: (TOP OF PAGE-MUSIC-1ST FOUR LINES -WORDS-1ST TWO LINES X2)
Together they would travel on a boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff's gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would bow whene'er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name, Oh……
CHORUS: (TOP OF PAGE-MUSIC-1ST FOUR LINES
-WORDS-1ST TWO LINES X2)
Puff the Magic Dragon p. 2
A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys
Painted wings and giants' rings make way for other toys
One gray night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar
His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane
Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave
So Puff that might dragon sadly slipped into his cave, Oh……..
CHORUS (TOP OF PAGE 1- MUSIC-1ST FOUR LINES -WORDS-1ST TWO LINES X2)
Ripple - Grateful Dead
GCDaA Suggested Strum: v v ^ ^ v ^ 1 2 & - & 4 & Intro: G C G C G D C G A-----------------------2-0-2-------------------0---------------------------------------------0-2-0-2------------0-2--2-3-0-----------0-- E---------------------3---------3--0----0-2-3----3-0---0-2-3--0-------------------------3------------3---0---3---------------0-3-3---3 C---------0-2---------------------------------------------------------2---------0-2----------------------------------------------------------- G-4-2-4------------------------------------------------------------------4-2-4--------------------------------------------------------------- G C G If my words did glow…. with the gold of sun-shine…. And my tunes .. were played .. on the harp un- strung C G D C G Would you hear my voice…. come thro-ugh the music?.... Would you hold it near…. as it were your own? C G It's a hand-me-down…. The tho-ughts are bro-ken…. Perhaps.. they’re better… left un- sung C G D C G I don’t know…. don’t re-a-ally care…. Let there be songs …. . to fill the air……… Chorus: Am D Ripple in still wa-a-ter G C Where there is no pebble tossed A D Nor . wind . to . blow G C G Reach out your hand…. if your cup is empty….. If your cup .. is full .. may it be a- gain C G D C G Let it be known…. there i-is a foun-tain…. that was not made… by the hands of men. C G There is a road…. no si-imple high-way…. Between .. the dawn .. and the dark of night C G D C G And if you go…. no one may fol-low…. That path is for ….. your steps a-lone……… Chorus G C G You who choose…. to le-ead must fol-low…. But if .. you fall .. you fall a- lone C If you should stand…. then who’s to guide you? G D C G If I knew the way…. I would take you home. Ending: G C G C La-da-da-da--daa…(etc.) G D C G
BW-San Jose Ukulele Club
SIXTEEN TONS 4/4 1…2…1234
Intro: Do do do do do do do do 4
Some people say a man is made out of mud, a poor man’s made out of muscle and blood Well, I was born one morning when the sun didn’t shine, I picked up my shovel and walked to the mine Well, I was born one morning it was drizzlin’ rain, fightin’ and trouble are my middle name If you see me comin’ better step a - side, a lot of men didn’t and a lot of men died 4
Muscle and blood and skin and bones, a mind that’s weak and a back that’s strong I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal, and the straw boss said, “Well, bless my soul!” I was raised in the canebreak by an old mamma lion, can’t no high-toned woman make me walk the line One fist of iron and the other of steel, if the right one doesn’t get you then the left one will. CHORUS:
You load sixteen tons and what do you get? An-other day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter, don’t you call me ‘cause I can’t go. I owe my soul to the company’s store. 4
STREETS OF LAREDO 3/4 123 12 (without intro)
Intro: | | | | | |
As I walked out in the streets of La-redo, as I walked out in La-redo one day
I spied a young cowboy wrapped all in white linen, wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly, sing the dead march as you carry me a-long
Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me, I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy, these words he did say as I boldly walked by
Come sit down be-side me and hear my sad story, got shot in the breast and I know I must die
Go fetch me some water, a cool cup of water, to cool my parched lips, then the poor cowboy said
Be-fore I re-turned his spirit had left him, had gone to his maker, the cowboy was dead
Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly, sing the dead march as you carry me a-long
Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me, I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
Teach Your Children Crosby Stills Nash and Young Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EkaKwXddT_I (play along in this key)
From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpexuke.com
Uke 1 D G D A A7*
Uke 2...A|12 9 9 77 5 5 4 2 0 5 7 99 7 54..
[D] You who are on the [G] road Must have a [D] code that you can [A] live by [A7*] And [D] so become your[G]self Because the [D] past is just a [A] goodbye [D] Teach your children [G] well Their father's [D] hell did slowly [A] go by [A7*] And [D] feed them on your [G] dreams The one they [D] picks the one you'll [A] know by [D] Don't you ever ask them [G] why If they told you you will [D] cry So just look at them and [Bm] sigh [G] [A] And know they [D] love you [G] [D] [A] [A*]... And [D] you of tender [G] years Can't know the [D] fears that your elders [A] grew by [A7*] And so please [D] help them with your [G] youth They seek the [D] truth before they [A] can die [D] Teach your parents [G] well Their children's [D] hell will slowly [A] go by [A7*] And [D] feed them on your [G] dreams The one they [D] picks the one you'll [A] know by [D] Don't you ever ask them [G] why If they told you you will [D] cry So just look at them and [Bm] sigh [G] [A] And know they [D] love you [G] [D] [A] [D]
THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR LOVIN' ME 4/4 1...2...1234 -Gordon Lightfoot
Intro: X2
That's what you get for lovin' me. That's what you get for loving me
Everything you had is gone, as you can see, that's what you get for lovin' me
I ain't the kind to hang a-round with any new love that I've found
Movin' is my stock and trade, I'm movin' on, I won't think of you when I'm gone
So don't you shed a tear for me. I ain't the love you thought I'd be
I've got a hundred more like you, so don't be blue. I'll have a thousand 'fore I'm through
Now there you go, you're cryin' a-gain. Now there you go, you're cryin' a-gain
But then some day when your poor heart is on the mend, I just might pass this way a-gain
That's what you get for lovin' me. That's what you get for loving me
Everything you had is gone, as you can see, that's what you get for lovin' me
That's what you get for lovin' me
THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND-Woody Guthrie 4/4 1234 1
Intro: | | | | |
This land is your land, this land is my land, from Cali-fornia to the New York island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream wa……ters, this land was made for you and me.
As I was walking that ribbon of highway, I saw above me that endless skyway,
I saw be-low me that golden val….. ley, this land was made for you and me.
This land is your land, this land is my land, from Cali-fornia to the New York island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream wa……ters, this land was made for you and me.
I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps, to the sparkling sand of her diamond deserts,
And all a-round me a voice was sound….ing, this land was made for you and me.
This land is your land, this land is my land, from Cali-fornia to the New York island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream wa…ters, this land was made for you and me.
The Times They Are a-Changin’ Bob Dylan 1964
INTRO: / 1 2 3 / 1 2 3 / [G] / [G]
Come [G] gather 'round [Em] people wher-[C]ever you [G] roam [G] And ad-[G]mit that the [Em] waters a-[C]round you have [D] grown [D] And ac-[G]cept it that [Em] soon you'll be [C] drenched to the [G] bone [G] And if your [G] breath to [Am] you is worth [D] savin' [D] Then you [D] better start [D7] swimmin' or you'll [Gmaj7] sink like a [D] stone For the [G] times, they are a-[D]chang-[G]in' [G]/[G]/[G] Come [G] writers and [Em] critics who prophe-[C]size with your [G] pen [G] And [G] keep your eyes [Em] wide the chance [C] won’t come a-[D]gain [D] And [G] don’t speak too [Em] soon for the [C] wheel’s still in [G] spin [G] And there’s [G] no tellin’ [Am] who that it’s [D] namin’ [D] For the [D] loser [D7] now will be [Gmaj7] later to [D] win ‘Cause the [G] times, they are a-[D]chang-[G]in' [G]/[G]/[G] Come [G] senators [Em] congressmen [C] please heed the [G] call [G] Don’t [G] stand in the [Em] doorway, don’t [C] block up the [D] hall For [G] he that gets [Em] hurt will be [C] he who has [G] stalled [G] ‘Cause the [G] battle [Am] outside [D] ragin’ [D] Will [D] soon shake your [D7] windows and [Gmaj7] rattle your [D] walls For the [G] times, they are a-[D]chang-[G]in' [G]/[G]/[G] Come [G] mothers and [Em] fathers [C] throughout the [G] land [G] And [G] don’t criti-[Em]cize what you [C] can’t under-[D]stand Your [G] sons and your [Em] daughters are be-[C]yond your com-[G]mand [G] Your [G] old road’s [Am] rapidly [D] agin’ [D] Please [D] get out of the [D7] new one if you [Gmaj7] can’t lend your [D] hand ‘Cause the [G] times, they are a-[D]chang-[G]in' [G]/[G]/[G] The [G] line it is [Em] drawn, the [C] curse it is [G] cast [G] The [G] slowest [Em] now will [C] later be [D] fast As the [G] present [Em] now will [C] later be [G] past [G] The [G] order is [Am] rapidly [D] fadin’ [D] And the [D] first one [D7] now will [Gmaj7] later be [D] last ‘Cause the [G] times, they are a-[D]chang-[G]pin' [Gsus4]p [G]p
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TURN, TURN, TURN 4/4 1234 12 (without intro)
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To every-thing turn, turn, turn, there is a season turn, turn, turn
And a time to every purpose, under Heaven
A time to be born, a time to die, a time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal, a time to laugh, a time to weep To everything....
A time to build up, a time to break down, a time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones, a time to ga - ther stones to-gether To everything....
A time of love, a time of hate, a time of war, a time of peace
A time you may em-brace, a time to re-frain from em-bracing To everything....
E7 A E7 A A time to gain, a time to lose, a time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate, a time for peace, I swear it's not too late To everything....
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WHERE HAVE ALL THE FLOWERS GONE-Pete Seeger 4/4 1...2...1234
Intro: | | | | |
Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the flowers gone, long time a-go?
Where have all the flowers gone? Young girls picked them every one.
When will they ever learn? Oh, when will they ever learn?
Where have all the young girls gone, long time passing?
Where have all the young girls gone, long time a-go?
Where have all the young girls gone? Gone to young men every one.
When will they ever learn? Oh, when will they ever learn?
Where have all the young men gone, long time passing?
Where have all the young men gone, long time a-go?
p.2. Where Have All the Flowers Gone
Where have all the young men gone? Gone for soldiers every one.
When will they ever learn? Oh, when will they ever learn?
Where have all the soldiers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the soldiers gone, long time a-go?
Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards every one.
When will they ever learn? Oh, when will they ever learn?
Where have all the graveyards gone, long time passing?
Where have all the graveyards gone, long time a-go?
Where have all the graveyards gone? Gone to flowers every one.
When will they ever learn? Oh, when will they ever learn? Repeat 1st verse, end on A on the word "learn."
WORRIED MAN BLUES 4/4 1...2...123 (without intro)
Intro: | | | | | | Chorus:
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
I went across the river, and I laid down to sleep
I went across the river, and I laid down to sleep I went across the river, and I laid down to sleep
When I woke up, I had shackles on my feet CHORUS
Twenty-one links of chain around my leg
Twenty-one links of chain around my leg Twenty-one links of chain around my leg
And on each link, an initial of my name CHORUS
p.2. Worried Man Blues
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 CHORUS
If anyone asks you, "Who composed this song?"
If anyone asks you, "Who composed this song?" If anyone asks you, "Who composed this song?"
Tell 'em t'was I, and I sing it all day long
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
You Ain't Goin' Nowhere - Bob DylanO
G
Clouds so swift,
O O OAm
rain won't lift
O O OC
Gate won't close,
OG
railings froze O
G
Get your mind off
O O OAm
winter time
O O OC
You ain't goin' no
OG
where
Chorus:O
G
Whoo-ee,
O O OAm
ride me high,
O O OC
Tomorrow's the day my
OG
bride's gonna come O
G
Oh, oh, are
O O OAm
we gonna fly,
O O OC
down in the easy
OG
chair
OG
I don't care how many
O O OAm
letters they sent,
O O OC
Morning came and
OG
morning went O
G
Pick up your money and
O O OAm
pack up your tent,
O O OC
You ain't goin' no
OG
where
(Chorus)
OG
Buy me a flute and a
O O OAm
gun that shoots,
O O OC
Tail gates and
OG
substitutes O
G
Strap yourself to the
O O OAm
tree with roots,
O O OC
You ain't goin' no
OG
where
(Chorus)O
G
Genghis Khan he
O O OAm
could not keep,
O O OC
All his kings su
OG
pplied with sleep O
G
We'll climb that hill no
O O OAm
matter how steep,
O O OC
When we get up to
OG
it
(Chorus)