ACDC
– Highway to Hell
A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Livin' easy, livin' free, D D/f# G D/f# A A Season ticket on a one way ride A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Askin' nothin, leave me be. D D/f# G D/f# A A Takin' ev'rythin' in my stride. D D/f# G D D/f# G Don't need reason, don't need rhyme D D/f# G D/f# A A Ain't nothing I would rather do A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Going down, party time
D D/f# G D/f# E5 My friends are gonna be there too
A A A D/A G
i'm on a highway to hell Repeat D/f# A A A D/A G on the highway to hell Repeat
A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G No stop signs, speedin' limit
D D/f# G D/f# A A Nobody's gonna slow me down
A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Like a wheel, gonna spin it
D D/f# G D/f# A A Nobody's gonna mess me 'roundA A A D/A G i'm on a highway to hell Repeat D/f# A A A D/A G on the highway to hell Repeat
D D/f# G D D/f# G Hey Satan! Paid my dues.
D D/f# G D/f# A A Playin' in a rockin' band
A A A D D/f# G D D/f# G Hey Mama! Look at me
D D/f# G D/f# E5 I'm on my way to the promise land
A A A D/A G
i'm on a highway to hell Repeat D/f# A A A D/A G on the highway to hell Repeat Don't stop me! Solo (same as verse)
A A A D/A G
i'm on a highway to hell Repeat D/f# A A A D/A G on the highway to hell Repeat x2 Ya and I'm going down all the way
Adam, Helen – I Love my Love
(Adapted to music by Damian Rogers and Ryan Kamstra)
Am C D Am
There was a man who married a maid. She laughed as he led her home.
Am C D Am
The living fleece of her long bright hair she combed with a golden comb.
C Am C D
He led her home through his barley fields where the saffron poppies grew.
Am C D Am
She combed, and whispered, "I love my love." Her voice like a plaintive coo.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
Her voice like a plaintive coo.
Am C D Am
He lived alone with his chosen bride, at first their life was sweet.
Am C D Am
Sweet was the touch of her playful hair binding his hands and feet.
C Am C D
When first she murmured adoring words her words did not appall.
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital A. To my love I give my All.
G
Ah, Ha!
D Am
To my love I give my All."
Am C D Am
She circled him with the secret web she wove as her strong hair grew.
Am C D Am
Like a golden spider she wove and sang, "My love is tender and true."
C Am C D
She combed her hair with a golden comb and shackled him to a tree.
Am C D Am
She shackled him close to the Tree of Life. "My love I'll never set free.
G
No, No.
D Am
My love I'll never set free."
Am C D Am
Whenever he broke her golden bonds he was held with bonds of gold.
Am C D Am
"Oh! cannot a man escape from love, from Love's hot smothering hold?"
C Am C D
He roared with fury. He broke her bonds. He ran in the light of the sun.
Am C D Am
Her soft hair rippled and trapped his feet, as fast as his feet could run,
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
As fast as his feet could run.
Am C D Am
He dug a grave, and he dug it wide. He strangled her in her sleep.
Am C D Am
He strangled his love with a strand of hair, and then he buried her deep.
C Am C D
He buried her deep when the sun was hid by a purple thunder cloud.
Am C D Am
Her helpless hair sprawled over the corpse in a pale resplendent shroud.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
A pale resplendent shroud.
Am C D Am
Morning and night of thunder rain, and then it came to pass
Am C D Am
That the hair sprang up through the earth of the grave, and it grew like golden grass.
C Am C D
It grew and glittered along her grave alive in the light of the sun.
Am C D Am
Every hair had a plaintive voice, the voice of his lovely one.
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital T. My love is Tender and True.
Am C D Am
I'll love my love in the barley fields when the thunder cloud is blue.
C Am C D
My body crumbles beneath the ground but the hairs of my head will grow.
Am C D Am
I'll love my love with the hairs of my head. I'll never, never let go.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
I'll never, never let go."
Am C D Am
The hair sang soft, and the hair sang high, singing of loves that drown,
Am C D Am
Till he took his scythe by the light of the moon, and he scythed that singing hair down.
C Am C D
Every hair laughed a liting laugh, and shrilled as his scythe swept through.
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital T. My love is Tender and True.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
Tender, Tender, and True."
Am C D Am
All through the night he wept and prayed, but before the first bird woke
Am C D Am
Around the house in the barley fields blew the hair like billowing smoke.
C Am C D
Her hair blew over the barley fields where the slothful poppies gape.
Am C D Am
All day long all its voices cooed, "My love can never escape,
G
No, No!
D Am
My love can never escape."
Am C D Am
"Be still, be still, you devilish hair. Glide back to the grave and sleep.
Am C D Am
Glide back to the grave and wrap her bones down where I buried her deep.
C Am C D
I am the man who escaped from love, though love was my fate and doom.
Am C D Am
Can no man ever escape from love who breaks from a woman's womb?"
Am C D Am
Over his house, when the sun stood high, her hair was a dazzling storm,
Am C D Am
Rolling, lashing o'er walls and roof, heavy, and soft, and warm.
C Am C D
It thumped on the roof, it hissed and glowed over every window pane.
Am C D Am
The smell of the hair was in the house. It smelled like a lion's mane,
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
It smelled like a lion's mane.
Am C D Am
Three times round the bed of their love, and his heart lurched with despair.
Am C D Am
In through the keyhole, elvish bright, came creeping a single hair.
C Am C D
Softly, sftly, it stroked his lips, on his eyelids traced a sign.
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital Z. I mark him Zero and mine.
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
I mark him Zero and mine."
Am C D Am
The hair rushed in. He struggled and tore, but wherever he tore a tress,
Am C D Am
"I love my love with a capital Z," sang the hair of the sorceress.
C Am C D
It swarmed upon him, it swaddled him fast, it muffled his every groan.
Am C D Am
Like a golden monster it seized his flesh, and then it sought the bone,
G
Ha! Ha!
D Am
And then it sought the bone.
Am C D Am
It smothered his flesh and sought the bones. Until his bones were bare
Am C D Am
There was no sound but the joyful hiss of the sweet insatiable hair.
C Am C D
"I love my love," it laughed as it ran back to the grave, its home.
(slow) (4 beats)
Am C D Am
Then the living fleece of her long bright hair, she combed with a golden comb.
Bacharach, Burt and Hal David - (The Man Who Shot) Liberty Valance
Intro:
E
Verse 1:
E A
When Liberty Valance rode to town
G#m C#m A B
The womenfolk would hide, they'd hide
E A
When Liberty Valance walked around
G#m C#m
The men would step aside
Chorus 1:
G#m D#m
'Cause the point of a gun was the only law
G#m A B
That Liberty understood
E G#m C#m
When it came to shooting straight and fast
A [N.C.] [1: E 2: C#m, to bridge]
He was mighty good
Verse 2:
From out of the East a stranger came
A law book in his hand, a man
The kind of a man the West would need
To tame a troubled land
[repeat chorus 1]
Bridge 1:
C#m G#m C#m
Many a man would face his gun
G#m A B
And many a man would fall
E G#m C#m
The man who shot Liberty Valance
E G#m C#m
He shot Liberty Valance
A [N.C.] (E)
He was the bravest of them all
E C#m A E
/ / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / / /
Verse 3:
The love of a girl can make a man stay on
When he should go, stay on
Just trying to build a peaceful life
Where love is free to grow
Chorus 3:
But the point of a gun was the only law
That Liberty understood
When the final showdown came to pass
E C7
A law book was no good
[key change to F]
Verse 4:
F Bb
Alone and afraid, she prayed that he'd
Am Dm Bb C
Return that fateful night, oh that night
F Bb
When nothing she said could keep her man
Am Dm
From going out to fight
Chorus 4:
Am Em
From the moment a girl gets to be full grown
Am Bb C
The very first thing she learns
F Am Dm
When two men go out to face each other
Bb [N.C.] Dm
Only one returns
Bridge 2:
Dm Am Dm
Everyone heard two shots ring out
Am Bb C
The shot made Liberty fall
F Am Dm
The man who shot Liberty Valance
F Am Dm
He shot Liberty Valance
Bb [N.C.] (Dm)
He was the bravest of them all
Dm C
/ / / / / / / /
Coda:
F Am Dm
The man who shot Liberty Valance
F Am Dm
He shot Liberty Valance
Bb [N.C.] Dm
He was the bravest of them all
(solo fiddle [Dm] and drums to fade)
Bobby Fuller Four – I Fought The Law (and the law won)
A D E
A E D C#m A
A D E
(A') Breakin' rocks in the ... hot sun
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A D E
A E D C#m A
A D E
I needed money, 'cause I ... had none
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
D
I left my baby and I feel so bad
A
I guess my race is run
D
Well, she's the best girl ... I've ever had
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
D A
(Instrumental Break)
D
A E
A E D C#m A
A (Pause)
Robbin' people with a . . . SIX gun
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A D E
I miss my baby and the ... good fun
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
D
I left my baby and I feel so bad
A
I guess my race is run
D
But she's the best girl ... I've ever had
A D A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
A E A
I Fought the Law and the ... law won
Bogle, Eric - Waltzing Matilda
Intro: A A A
A D A F#m
When I was a young man, I carried my pack.
A E A D A
And I lived the free life, of a rover.
A D
From the Murray's green basin,
A F#m
To the dusty outback,
A E A D A
I waltzed my matilda all over.
E D A
Then in 1915, my country said "son"
E
"It's time to stop rambling,"
D A
"Cos there's work to be done."
A D
So they gave me a tin hat,
A F#m
And they gave me a gun,
A E A D A
And they marched me away to the war.
A D A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
As we sailed away from the quay.
D
And amidst all the cheers,
A F#m
The flag-waving and tears,
A E A
We sailed off for Galipoli
A D A F#m
How well I remember that terrible day,
A E A D A
when the blood stained the sand and the water.
A D
And how in that hell
A F#m
that they called Souvla Bay
A E A D A
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
E D A
Johnny Turkey was waiting, He'd primed himself well.
E
He showered us with bullets,
D A
And he rained us with shells.
A D (short)
And in five minutes flat,
A F#m
he'd blown us all to hell.
A E A
Nearly blew us right back to Australia.
A D A
But the band played Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
As we stopped to bury our slain.
D
we buried ours
A F#m
and the Turks buried theirs,
A E A
Then we started all over again.
A D A F#m
Now those who were living, Did their best to survive,
A E A D A
In that mad world of guts, blood, and fire.
A D
And for seven long weeks,
A F#m
I kept myself alive,
A E A D A
As the corpses around me piled higher.
E D A
Then a big Turkish shell, Knocked me arse over head.
E
And when I awoke
D A
in my hospital bed,
A D
And saw what it had done,
A F#m
Christ I wished I was dead.
A E A
Never knew there were worse things than dying.
A D A
For I'll go no more Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
All around the green bush far and free
D
For to hang tent and pegs
A F#m
A man needs both legs.
A E A
No more Waltzing Matilda for me.
A D A F#m
So they gathered the crippled, the wounded and maimed,
A E A D A
And they sent us back home to Australia.
A D
The legless, the armless,
A F#m
the blind and insane.
A E A D A
Those proud wounded heroes of Souvla
E D A
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
E
I looked at the place
D A
where my legs used to be.
A D
And thank Christ, there was nobody
A F#m
waiting for me,
A E A
To grieve and to mourn and to pity.
A D A
And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
As they carried us down the gangway.
D
But nobody cheered,
A F#m
They just stood and stared,
A E A
And they turned their faces away.
A D A F#m
And now every April, I sit on my porch,
A E A D A
And I watch the parades pass before me.
A D
I see my old comrades,
A F#m
How proudly they march.
A E A D A
Reviving the dreams of past glory.
E D A
And the old men march slowly, all bones stiff and sore.
E
Their tired old heroes
D A
from a forgotten war.
A D
And the young people ask me,
A F#m
What are they marching for?
A E A
And I ask my self the same question.
A D A
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda,
A D E
And the old men still answer the call.
D
But as year follows year,
A F#m
More old men disappear
A E A
Someday no-one will march there at all.
A D
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
A E
Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me?
A
And their ghosts my be heard
A F#m
As they march by that billabong
A E A
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
The Boomtown Rats - I Don't Like Mondays
C G
The silicon chip inside her head
F G F
Gets switched to overload
C G
And nobody's gonna go to school today,
F G F
She's gonna make them stay at home,
F G
And daddy doesn't understand it,
C F
He always said she was good as gold,
F
And he can see no reasons
F
Cause there are no reasons
F G
What reason do you need to be shown
CHORUS
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo - oo - oot
The whole day down.
SOLO: C G F GF
C G
The Telex machine is kept so clean
F G F
And it types to a waiting world,
C
And Mother feels so shocked
G
Father's world is rocked,
F
And their thoughts turn to
G
Their own little girl.
F G
Sweet sixteen ain't that peachy keen,
C F
No, it ain't so neat to admit defeat,
F
They can see no reasons
F
Cause there are no reasons
F G
What reasons do you need
CHORUS
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo - oo - oot
The whole day down.
BRIDGE
Em' C
The whole day down, down, down, shoot it all down...
Em F G F
C G
And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
F G
She wants to play with her toys a while,
C G
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
F G
And the lesson today is how to die.
Am
And then the bullhorn crackles,
G
And the captain tackles,
C F
With the problems and the how's and why's
F
And he can see no reasons
F
Cause there are no reasons
F G
what reason do you need to die……..
CHORUS
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
C G
Tell me why I don't like, I don’t like, I don’t like mondays,
F G
Tell me why I don't like, I don’t like, I don’t like mondays,
C G
Tell me why I don't like mondays,
F G
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo - oo - oot
The whole day down.
Bryant,
Boudleaux – Love Hurts
C Am F G7
Love hurts love scars love wounds and mars
C Am F G7
Any heart not tough nor strong enough
C E7 Am
To take a lot of pain take a lot of pain
C F Dm G7
Love is like a cloud pulls a lot of rain
C Bb F C
Love hurts mmm mmm love hurts
Cx Am F G7
I'm young I know but even so
C Am F G7
I know a thing or two I learned from you
C E7 Am
I really learned a lot really learned a lot
C F Dm G7
Love is like a stove burns you when it's hot
C Bb F C
Love hurts mmm mmm love hurts
Am E7 Am
Some fools dream of happiness
E7 Am E7 Am
Blizzful-ness togetherness
D7
Some fools fool themselves I guess
G7
But they're not fooling me
C E7 Am
I know it isn't true know it isn't true
C F Dm G7
Love is just a lie made to make you blue
C Bb F C
Love hurts mmm mmm love hurts
Brecht, Bertolt, Kurt Weill and Marc Blitzstein (as performed by Darin, et al) - Mack the Knife
A A6 Bm Bm7
Well, the shark has, pretty teeth dear
E E7 A
And he keeps them pearly white.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
Just a jackknife, has old Mack Heath dear,
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
And he keeps it out of sight.
A A6 Bm Bm7
When the shark bites, with his teeth dear,
E E7 A
Scarlet billows, start to spread.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
Fancy gloves though, wears old Mack Heath dear,
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
So there's never, a trace of red.
A A6 Bm Bm7
Sunday morning, on the sidewalk,
E E7 A
Lies A body, oozing life.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
And some one's creeping, around the corner,
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
Could that someone be Mack the knife?
A A6 Bm Bm7
From a tug boat, on the river,
E E7 A
A cement bag's dropping down.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
The cement's just for the weight dear,
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
Five 'll get you ten, old Mackys’ back in town.
A A6 Bm Bm7
Louis Miller, disappeared dear,
E E7 A
After drawing all his cash.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
And old Mack Heath spends like a sailor.
E E7sus4 E7 A E7
Did our boy do something rash?
A A6 Bm Bm7
Suky Tawdry, Jenny Diver,
E E7 A
Look out Miss Lotte Lenya, and old Lucy Brown.
F#m F#m7 Bm Bm7
Well, the line forms on the right girls,
E A D A E A
Now that Mackys’ back in town!
Brecht, Bertolt, Kurt Weill and Marc Blitzstein - Pirate Jenny
Cm
You gentlemen can watch while I'm scrubbin' the floors
A7+5
And I'm scrubbin' the floors while you're gawkin'
And maybe once you tip me and it makes you feel swell,
G#7
On a ratty waterfront in a ratty old hotel
G#m6
And you never guess to who you're talkin'
A#
You never guess to who you're talkin'
F#6 Bm
Suddenly one night there's a scream in the night
F#6 Bm
And you yell "what the hell could that've been?"
Em7 C#7sus4
And you see me kinda grinnin' while I'm scrubbin'
Em7 C#7sus4 F#add9
And you say "What the hell's she got to grin?"
Bm F#5
And a ship, a black freighter,
Em
With a skull on its masthead
F#5
Will be comin' in.
Cm
You gentlemen can say "Hey girl, finish the floors
A7+5
Get upstairs, make the beds, earn your keep here!"
You toss me your tips and look out at the ships
G#7
But I'm countin' your heads while I make up the beds
G#m6
'Cause there's nobody gonna sleep here
A#
Tonight none of you will sleep here
F#6 Bm
Then that night there's a bang in the night
F#6 Bm
And you yell "Who's that kickin' up a row?"
Em7 C#7sus4
And you see me kinda starin' out the winda
Em7 C#7sus4 F#add9
And you say "What's she got to stare at now?"
Bm F#5
And the ship, the black freighter,
Em
Turns around in the harbor
, F#5
Shootin' guns from the bow.
Cm
Then you gentlemen can wipe off that laugh from your face
A7+5
Every buildin' in town is a flat one
Your whole stinkin' place will be down to the ground
G#7
Only this cheap hotel standin' up safe and sound
G#m6
And you yell "Why do they spare that one?"
A#
And you say "Why do they spare that one?"
F#6 Bm
All the night through with the noise and to-do,
F#6 Bm
You wonder "Who's that person lives up there?"
Em7 C#7sus4
Then you see me stepping out into the morning,
Em7 C#7sus4 F#add9
Lookin' nice with a ribbon in my hair.
Bm F#5
And the ship, the black freighter,
Em
Runs the flag up its masthead
, F#5
And a cheer rings the air!
Cm
By noontime the dock is all swarmin' with men
A7+5
Comin' off of that ghostly freighter
They're movin' in the shadows where no one can see
G#7
And they're chainin' up people and bringin' them to me,
G#m6
Askin' me, "Kill them now, or later?"
A#
Askin' me, "Kill them now, or later?"
F#6 Bm
Noon by the clock and so still on the dock,
F#6 Bm
You can hear a foghorn miles away,
G7
In that quiet of death, I'll say
[silent]
"Right now!"
G7
And they pile up the bodies and I'll say,
C#7sus4 E6 C#7sus4
"That'll learn ya!"
Bm F#5
And the ship, the black freighter,
Em
Disappears out to sea
, F#5
And on it is me.
Bynum, Hal and Roger Bowling - You Picked a Fine Time to Leave Me Lucille
A
In a bar in To-ledo ac-ross from the depot on a
E7
bar stool she took off her ring
Bm E7
I thought i'd get closer so I walked on over I
Bm E7 A
sat down and asked her name
A
When the drinks finally hit her she said I'm no
A7 D
quitter but I finally quit livin on dreams
E7
I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after I'm
A
after what-ever the other life brings
A
In the mirror I saw him and I closely watched him I
E7
thought how he looked out of place
Bm E7
He came to the woman who sat there be-side me he
Bm E7 A
had a strange look on his face
A
The big hands were calloused he looked like a
A7 D
mountain for a minute I thought I was dead
E7
But he started shaking his big heart was
A
breaking he turned to the woman and said
A D
You picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille
A
with four hungry children and a crop in the field
D
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times but
A
this time your hurting won't heal
E7 A
you picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille.
A
After he left us I ordered more whisky I thought how she'd
E7
made him look small
Bm E7
From the lights of the bar room to a rented ho-tel room we
Bm E7 A
walked without talking at all
A
She was a beauty but when she came to me she
A7 D
must have thought I'd lost my mind
E7
I could'nt hold her 'cos the words that told her kept
A
coming back time after time
A D
You picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille
A
with four hungry children and a crop in the field
D
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times but
A
this time your hurting won't heal
E7 A
you picked a fine time to leave me Lu-cille.
Cash, Johnny - Folsom Prison Blues
G
I hear the train acoming it's rolling round the bend
G7
and I ain't seen the sunshine sine I don't know when
C G
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on
D7 G
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone
G
When I was just a baby my Mama told me 'Son
G7
always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns.
C G
But I shot the 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 folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
G7
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
G
But
those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.
G
Well,
if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
G7
I
bet I'd move on over a little farther 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.
Cash, Johnny – Ring of Fire
INTRO: G C G C
G C G
Love Is A Burning Thing
C G
And It Makes A Firery Ring
C G
Bound By Wild Desire
C G
I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire
CHORUS:
D C G
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
D
I Went Down, Down, Down
C G
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Ring Of Fire
Repeat INTRO Twice
Repeat CHORUS
G C G
The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
C G
When Hearts Like Ours Meet
C G
I Fell For You Like A Child
C G
Ohh, But The Fire Went Wild
Repeat CHORUS
Repeat CHORUS
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Ring Of Fire
Clarke, Grant and James F. Hanley - Second Hand Rose
D Em7 A7 A6/7/9 D Em7 A7 A6/7/9
Father had a bus'ness, strictly second hand,
D Fdim Em A7 E7 Bm7-5 A7
Ev'ry thing from toothpicks to a baby grand;
D Em7 A7 A6/7/9 D Em7 A7 A6/7/9
Stuff in our apartment came from Father's store -
E7 Bm7-5 A6 B7 Bm7-5 E7 A7
Even things I'm wearing someone wore before.
Em B+ Cdim B7 Em B+ Em7 Em6
It's no wonder that I feel abused;
Gdim Bm7 Edim Bm7-5 Cdim A A9 A7
I never have a thing that ain't been used.
A7 Em7 Edim D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
I'm wear - ing sec - ond hand hats, sec - ond hand clothes,
Em7 A7 cdim A7 Gdim G D Fdim D A7
That's why they call me Sec - ond Hand Rose.
D Fdim D Cdim Em7 A7
Even our pi - an - o in the par - lor,
Em7 A7 G/B A7 Gdim D
Father bought for ten cents on the dol - lar.
D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
Sec - ond hand pearls, I'm wearing sec - ond hand curls.
Am7 D9 Am7 D7 G6
I never get a single thing that's new.
Em Cdim Em Am7 Em Cdim Em Gdim
Even Jake the plumber, he's the man I a - dore,
D Edim Bm Bm7-5 D Edim E7
Had the nerve to tell me he's been mar - ried be - fore.
D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
Ev' - ry - one knows that I'm just Sec - ond Hand Rose
Em7 G/B A7 Gdim D Fdim A7
From Sec - ond Av - e - nue.
A7 Em7 Edim D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
I'm wear - ing sec - ond hand shoes, sec - ond hand hose,
Em7 A7 cdim A7 Gdim G D Fdim D A7
All the girls hand me their sec - ond hand beaux.
D Fdim D Cdim Em7 A7
Even my pa - ja - mas when I don 'em
Em7 A7 G/B A7 Gdim D A7
Have some - bod - y el - se's 'ni - tials on 'em.
D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
Sec - ond hand rings, I'm sick of sec - ond hand things,
Am7 D9 Am7 D7 G6
I nev - er get what oth - er girl - ies do.
Em Cdim Em Am7 Em Cdim Em Gdim
Once while strol - ling through the Ritz a girl got my goat;
A7 D Edim Bm Bm7-5 D Edim E7 A7
She nudged her friend and said, "Oh, look there's my old fur coat!"
D Fdim A7 D B7 E7/9 Fdim E E7
Ev' - ry - one knows that I'm just Sec - ond Hand Rose
Em7 G/B A7 Gdim D A7 B7
From Sec - ond Av - e - nue,
Em7 G/B A7 Gdim D G D
From Sec - ond Av - e - nue,
Cohen, Leonard - Joan of Arc
G D
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
C G
As she came riding through the dark
A D
No moon to keep her armour bright
A G D
No man to get her through this (dark and) very smoky night
G D
She said, "I'm tired of the war
C G
I want the kind of work I had before
A D
A wedding dress or something white
A G D
To wear upon my swollen appetite."
G D
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way
C G
You know I've watched you riding every day
A D
And something in me yearns to win
A G D
Such a cold and lonesome heroine
G D
"And who are you?" she sternly spoke
C G
To the one beneath the smoke
A D
"Why, I'm fire,"he replied
A G D
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride."
D Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
C G D G
La la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la
G D
"Then fire, make your body cold
C G
I'm going to give you mine to hold,"
A D
Saying this she climbed inside
A G D
To be his one, to be his only bride
G D
And deep into his fiery heart
C G
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
A D
And high above the wedding guests
A G D
He hung the ashes of her wedding dress
D Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
C G D G
La la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la
G D
It was deep into his fiery heart
C G
He took the dust of Joan of Arc
A D
And then she clearly understood
A G D
If he was fire, oh then she must be wood
G D
I saw her wince, I saw her cry
C G
I saw the glory in her eye
A D
Myself I long for love and light
A G D
But must it come so cruel, and oh so bright?
D Am
La la la, la la la, la la la la la la
C G D G
La la la la la la, la la la la la la, la la la la la la
Cohen, Leonard – Story of Issac
Am F The door it opened slowly, Am F my father he came in, G F E I was nine years old. Am F And he stood so tall above me, Am F his blue eyes they were shining G F E and his voice was very cold. C He said, "I've had a vision and you know I'm strong and holy, D B I must do what I've been told." F Bb So he started up the mountain, F Bb I was running, he was walking, F G A Am and his axe was made of gold. Am F
You who build these altars now
Am F
to sacrifice these children,
G F Eyou must not do it anymore.
Am FA scheme is not a vision
Am Fand you never have been tempted
G F Eby a demon or a god.
CYou who stand above them now,
your hatchets blunt and bloody,
D Byou were not there before,
F Bbwhen I lay upon a mountain
F Bband my father's hand was trembling
F G A Amwith the beauty of the word.
Am FAnd if you call me brother now,
Am Fforgive me if I inquire,
G F E"Just according to whose plan?"
Am FWhen it all comes down to dust
Am FI will kill you if I must,
G F EI will help you if I can.
C
When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
D BI will kill you if I can.
F BbAnd mercy on our uniform,
F Bbman of peace or man of war,
F G A Amthe peacock spreads his fan.
Cox, Jimmy – Nobody Knows You
C E A7 Once I lived the life of a millionaire Dm A7 Dm A7 Spending all my money didn't have any cares F D7 C A7 Took all my friends out for a mighty good time C G We bought bootleg liquor, champagne and wine C E A7 Then I began to fall so low Dm A7 Dm A7 Lost all my good friends, had no where to go F D7 C A7 If I get my hands on a dollar again C G I'll hang on to it, till that old eagle grins Chorus: C E A7 Because nobody loves you Dm A7 Dm A7 When you're down and out F D7 C A7 In your pocket, not one penny C G And as for friends, you don't have many. C E A7 When you get back on your feet again Dm A7 Dm A7 Everybody wants to be your long lost friend F D7 C A7 I said it straight, without any doubt C G Nobody knows you, when your down and out.
The Cramps – The Crusher
Rape!
E
do the hammer lock
do the hammer lock
A
do the hammer lock
you turkey neck
E
do the hammer lock
B
do the hammer lock
you turkey necks
E (short)
everybody's doing it
E
do the eye gouge
E
do the eye gouge
A
do the eye gouge
you turkey neck
E
now do the eye gouge
B
do the eye gouge
you turkey necks,
E (short)
everybody's doing it
E
alright, you turkey necks,
I wanna teach you how to do the crusher,
A
and if you don't learn it now
E
I'm gonna getcha
E
now first you take your fist
and you put it on your waist,
A
then you squeeze your partners head
E
until she's blue in the face
B
yeah, do the crusher
A
do the crusher
E
do the crusher
you turkey necks
E
do the crusher . . .
Cave, Nick and PJ Harvey – Henry Lee
Am - arpeggio for intro
Am
Get down get down little Henry Lee
Dm
And stay all night with me
You won't find a girl in this damned world
Am
That will compare with me
G
And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
C Am
la la la la la, la la la la lee
Dm Am
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
AmI can't get down and I won't get down
Dm
And stay all night with thee
For the girl I have in that merry green land
AmI love far better than thee
G And the wind did howl and the wind did blow C Am la la la la la, la la la la lee Dm Am A little bird lit down on Henry Lee Am
She leaned herself against a fence
Dm
Just for a kiss or two
And with a little pen-knife held in her hand
Am
She plugged him through and through
G And the wind did howl and the wind did blow C Am la la la la la, la la la la lee Dm Am
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Am
Come take him by his lilly-white hands
Dm
Come take him by his feet
And throw him in this deep deep well
Am
Which is more than one hundred feet
G And the wind did howl and the wind did blow C Am la la la la la, la la la la lee Dm Am
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Am
Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee
Dm
Till the flesh drops from your bones
For the girl you have in that merry green land
Am
Can wait forever for you to come home
G And the wind did howl and the wind did blow C Am la la la la la, la la la la lee Dm Am
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee
Ceasar, Irving - Just a Gigolo
G Gmaj7 G7 G6 D7
Just a gigolo Everywhere I go People know the part I'm playing...
D7 C G
Paid for every dance selling each romance every night some heart betraying
G Dm7 E7 Amin
There will come a day youth will pass away then what will they say about me
Amin Cm6 G D7 G
When the end comes I know they'll say just a gigolo as life goes on without me
(repeat)
G F# F E E C G D7
'Cause I ain't got nobody nobody nobody cares for me
G F# F E E E
I'm so sad and lonely sad and lonely sad and lonely
A7 D7 D7 Db7 D7
Won't some sweet mama come and take a chance with me cause I ain't so bad
G
Get along with me babe, been singin love songs
C
All of the time
E
Even only be, honey only, only be
A7 D7
Bop bozadee bozadee bop zitty bop
I ain't got nobody 'cept love songs in love
NC
Hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla boobuhla
hummala bebhuhla zeebuhla bop
G F# F E E C G D7
'Cause I ain't got nobody nobody nobody cares for me
G F# F E E E
I'm so sad and lonely sad and lonely sad and lonely
A7 D7 D7 Db7 D7
Won't some sweet mama come and take a chance with me
Cole, Nat King - The Ballad of Cat Ballou
G
Well now friends just lend an ear
For you're now about to hear
D
The ballad of Cat Ballou
D6
It's a song that's newly made
D7
And Professor Sam The Shade
D G
And the Sunrise Kid are singin' it for you
D
Cat Ballou,
G
Cat Ballou
Em G
It's a hangin' day in Wolf City, Wyomin'
D
Wolf City, Wyomin', eighteen ninety four
They're gonna drop Cat Ballou
G
Through the gallows floor
Em G
She killed a man in Wolf City, Wyomin'
D
Wolf City, Wyomin', killed a man it's true
And that is why they're a-hangin'
G
Hangin' Cat Ballou
G
She has the smile of an angel
(Fights like the Devil)
D
The eyes of an angel
(Bites like the Devil)
G
The face of an angel
(I say she's the Devil)
D G
(She's mean and evil through and through)
D G
Cat Ballou, Cat Ball-ou-ou-ou
D G
She's mean and evil through and through
Em G
With her outlaw band they're now tellin' a story
D
Now tellin' a story how she rode the plain
The wildest gal in the We-est
G
Since Calamity Jane
Em G
And today's the day that she's goin' to glory
D
She's goin' to glory for the way she sinned
They'll be a-speedin' her soul
G
On a wayward wind
G
She has the smile of an angel
(Fights like the Devil)
D
The eyes of an angel
(Bites like the Devil)
G
The face of an angel
(I say she's the Devil)
D G
(She's mean and evil through and through)
D G
Cat Ballou, Cat Ball-ou-ou-ou
D G
She's mean and evil through and through
D G
Cat Ballou, Cat Ball-ou-ou-ou
D G
She's mean and evil through and through
Connors , Stompin` Tom - Massacre of the Black Donnelly‘s
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
D
Back in eighteen hundred and forty some
A D
To Lucan Ontario a man did come
D
A man who pushed his weight around
A D
And his wife Johanna could slap the devil down.
D
With seven sons who fought as well
A D
They opened up wide the gates of hell
D
And they fired up the land for miles around
A D
The Black Donnelly's from Lucan town
D
With every glance that Donnelly gave
A D
Came the sound of shovels diggin’ their grave
D
And many a club there came a crashing down
A D
Upon the heads of the men around Lucan town.
D
Down the old Roman Line the further you went
A D
The folks got tougher and meaner bent
D
And then the Black Donnellys, for their abode
A D
They lived away down at the end of the road
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
D
Now old Jim Donnelly killed a man one day
A D
And everybody thought that old Jim had run away.
D
But Jim was home and quite concealed
A D
In Johannah’s old dress where he still plowed the field.
D
But he served his time, so the story goes
A D
He then came back again to cheat his foes
D
With seven sons he robbed and burned
A D
Till the whole town knew that old Jim had returned.
D
He started up a coach line from Lucan down
A D
With daily trips on in to London town
D
And to destroy their competitor’s route
A D
They cut the tongues of all his horses out.
D
Then eighteen men with their clubs in their arms
A D
They marched on over to the Donnelly‘s barn
D
But a Donnelly boy could fight like ten
A D
And they sure put a licking on those eighteen men.
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
D
They poisoned cattle now by the score
A D
They burned down buildings more and more
D
They horse whipped men to make them say
A D
That they wouldn’t appear in court next day.
D
And every sheriff that the town could find
A D
They met the Black Donnelly's and then resigned
For thirty three years with clubs in hand
A D
The Black Donnelly's ruled the land.
D
Then there came one man into Lucan town
A D
He was hired to cut all the Donnelly's down
D
A fearless man of a mighty frame
A D
And James Carroll was that man`s name.
D
They made him the Sheriff and they followed through
A D
And formed his secret vigilante’s crew;
D
ln the old swamp school house in wintertime
A D
They planned their fatal night of crime
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
D
In eighteen eighty on that February night
A D
As Old Granny had foretold, it was a terrible sight
D
Old Jim and Johanna and Tom, their son
A D
And Bridget were slaughtered, they axed every one.
D
Then the thirty drunks left the house aflame
A D
Hell bent for. more Black Donnelly game
D
And from out of the fire and into the cold
A D
Run that young Connor boy, just eleven years old.
D
Then the gun Shots rang and they ripped into John
A D
And another Black Donnelly brother was gone
D
And so the grim reaper had collected his pay,
A D
And the other three Donnelly‘s wandered away
D
Now the vigilantes, they got away free
A D
From the law, but they all died mysteriously.
D
So one word of caution w all who would hate
A D
At the en of your road the Black Donnelly's wait
A D
The Black Donnelly's ride, their killers by their side
A A7 D
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.
Cowboy Junkies - To Love Is To Bury
G Am
I buried him down by the river
C C Em Am G
Cause that's where he liked to be
G Am
And every night when the moon is high
C C Em Am G
I go there and weep openly
D Am
He and I were married
C Em G
By this river 'neath this willow tree
D Am
And with God and friends witnessing it
C Am G
He pledged his life to me
G Am
To me he was Earth
C C Em Am G
And I rooted in his soil
G Am
I to he was Sky vast and free
C C Em Am G
Of the burdens from which he toiled
D Am
Then one night a terrible fight
C Em G
Words spoken better left unsaid
D Am
With his wedding vows ringing in my ears
C Em G
He gave his life to me
G Am
They say to love is to bury
C C Em Am G
Those demons from which we all hide
G Am
But tonight by this river 'neath this willow tree
C C Em Am G
Becoming one of Earth and Sky
Da da da, da da da, da da da, etc...
Decker, Desmond - Israelites
(intro-spoken)
get up in the morning slaving for bread sah
so that every mouth can be fed
poor poor me-isrealite
A7
get up in the morning slaving for bread sah
A7
so that every mouth can be fed
D7 E7 A7 C7
poor poor me-isrealite
A7
wife and kids, dem pack up and a leave me
A7
darling she said i was yours to receive
D7 E7 A7 C7
poor poor me-isrealite
A7
shirt dem a tear up, trousers a go
A7
i don't want to end up like bonnie and clyde
D7 E7 A7 C7
poor poor me-isrealite
A7
after a storm there must be a calm
A7
catch me in your farm you sound an alarm
D7 E7 A7 C7
poor poor me-isrealite
(repeat from beginning and fade with
poor poor me Israelite)
Denver, John - Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
C F
Please Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
C G G7
I don't want to see my mama cry(yy-yyy-yy 2nd chorus only )
C F
Ple-ease Daddy, don't get drunk this Christmas
C G7 C
I don't want to see my mama cry.
VERSE 1:
G C
Just last year when I was only seven
G C
Now I'm almost eight, as you can see
C C7 F D7
You came home a quarter past eleven
C G7 C
And fell down under neath our Christmas tree.
chorus
VERSE 2:
G C
Mama smiled and looked outside the window
G C
She told me "Son, you'd better go up stairs."
C C7 F D7
Then you laughed and hollered "Merry Christmas!"
C G7 C
I turned around and saw my mama's tears
chorus and then to end
END:
C G7 F C
No I don't want to see my mama cry-yy- yyy
Dill, Danny Dill and Marijohn Wilkin - Long Black Veil
VERSE
G
Ten years ago on a cold dark night
D
Someone was shot 'neath
C G
the town hall light
G
Few were at the scene but they all agree
D
That the slayer who ran looked
a lot like me
G
The judge said "Son, what is your alibi
D
If you were somewhere else
C G
you won't have to die”
G
I spoke not a word, though it meant my life
D
For I'd been in the arms of
C G
my best friend's wife
CHORUS
C G C G
She walks these hills in a long black veil
C G C G
She visits my grave while the night winds wail
G C G
Nobody knows, nobody sees,
C D7 G
Nobody knows but me
-------Instrumental break one verse-------------
G
The scaffold was high, and eternity near
D C G
She stood in the crowd, but she shed not a tear
G
But sometimes late at night, when the cold wind moans
D
She visits my grave,
C G
and she cries o'er my bones
CHORUS
C G C G
She walks these hills in a long black veil
C G C G
She visits my grave while the night winds wail
G C G
Nobody knows, nobody sees,
C D7 G
Nobody knows but me
Dylan, Bob - Ballad Of Hollis Brown
Am
Hollis Brown
G Am
He lived on the outside of town
Am
Hollis Brown
G Am
He lived on the outside of town
Am
With his wife and five children
G Am
And his cabin brokin' down.
Am
You looked for work and money
G Am
And you walked a rugged mile
Am
You looked for work and money
G Am
And you walked a rugged mile
Am
Your children are so hungry
G Am
That they don't know how to smile.
Am
Your baby's eyes look crazy
G Am
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Am
Your baby's eyes look crazy
G Am
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Am
You walk the floor and wonder why
G Am
With every breath you breathe.
Am
The rats have got your flour
G Am
Bad blood it got your mare
Am
The rats have got your flour
G Am
Bad blood it got your mare
Am
If there's anyone that knows
G Am
Is there anyone that cares ?
Am
You prayed to the Lord above
G Am
Oh please send you a friend
Am
You prayed to the Lord above
G Am
Oh please send you a friend
Am
Your empty pocket tell you
G Am
That you ain't a-got no friend.
Am
Your babies are crying louder now
G Am
It's pounding on your brain
Am
Your babies are crying louder now
G Am
It's pounding on your brain
Am
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
G Am
Like the dirty drivin' rain.
Am
Your grass is turning black
G Am
There's no water in your well
Am
Your grass is turning black
G Am
There's no water in your well
Am
Your spent your last lone dollar
G Am
On seven shotgun shels.
Am
Way out in the wilderness
G Am
A cold coyote calls
Am
Way out in the wilderness
G Am
A cold coyote calls
Am
Your eyes fix on the shortgun
G Am
That's hangin' on the wall.
Am
Your brain is a-bleedin'
G Am
And your legs can't seem to stand
Am
Your brain is a-bleedin'
G Am
And your legs can't seem to stand
Am
Your eyes fix on the shortgun
G Am
That you're holdin' in your hand.
Am
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
G Am
All around the cabin door
Am
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
G Am
All around the cabin door
Am
Seven shots ring out
G Am
Like the ocean's pounding roar.
Am
There's seven people dead
G Am
On a south Dakota farm
Am
There's seven people dead
G Am
On a south Dakota farm
Am
Somewhere in the distance
G Am
There's seven new people born.
Dylan, Bob - Hurricane
Am F Am F
Am F
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Am F
enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
Am F
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Am F
Cries out "My God they killed them all!"
C F
Here comes the story of the Hurricane,
C F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm C
for something that he never done
Dm C
Put in a prison cell but one time
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
he could have been the champion of the world
Am F
Three bodieslying there does Patty see
Am F
and another man named Bello moving mysteriously
Am F
"I didn't do it" he says, and he throws up his hands
Am F
"I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand
C F
I saw them leavin," he says and he stops
C F
One of us had better call the cops
Dm C
so Patty calls the cops
Dm C
and they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
in the hot New Jersey night
Am F
Meanwhile somewhere in another part of town
Am F
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around
Am F
number one contender for the middleweight crown
Am F
had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down
C F
when a cop pulled him over on the side of the road
C F
just like the time before and the time before that
Dm C
in Paterson that just the ways things go
Dm C
If you black you might as well not show up on the streets
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
Less you wanna draw the heat
Am F
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Am F
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin around
Am F
He said "I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
Am F
They jumped into a white car with out of state plates"
C F
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
C F
Cop said "Wait a minute boys, this one's not dead"
Dm C
so they took him to the infirmary
Dm C
and although this man could hardly see
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
they told him that he could identify the guilty men
Am F
Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
Am F
Take him to the hospital and bring him upstairs
Am F
the wounded man looks up though his one dying eye
Am F
says "why'd you bring him here for? he ain't the guy!"
C F
Yes, here the story of the Hurricane
C F
The man the authorities came to blame
Dm C
for something that he never done
Dm C
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
the champion of the world
Am F
Four months later the ghetto's in flame
Am F
Rubin's in South America fightin for his name
Am F
while Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game
Am F
and the cops are puttin the screw to him looking for somebody to blame
C F
"Remember that murder that happened in a bar?"
C F
"Remember you said you saw the getaway car?"
Dm C
"You think you'd like to play ball with the law?"
Dm C
"Think it might have been that fighter that you saw running that night?"
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
"Don't forget that you are white"
Am F
Arthur Dexter Bradley said "I'm really not sure"
Am F
Cops said "A poor boy like you could really use a break
Am F
We got you for the motel job and were talking to your friend Bello
Am F
Now you don't want to ave to go back to jail, be a nice fellow
C F
You'll be doin' society a favor
C F
That son of a bitch is brave and getting braver
Dm C
We want to put his ass in the stir
Dm C
We want to pin this trip murder on him
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
He ain't ne Gentleman Jim"
Am F
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
Am F
he never did like to talk about it all that much
Am F
It's my work he'd say, I do it for pay
Am F
and when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way
C F
up to some paradise
C F
where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
Dm C
and ride a horse along a trail
Dm C
but then they took him to the jail house
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
where they try to make a man into a mouse
Am F
All of Rubin's card were marked in advance
Am F
The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance
Am F
the judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums
Am F
to the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum
C F
but to the black folks he was a crazy nigger
C F
no one doubted that he pulled the trigger
Dm C
and though they could not produce the gun
Dm C
the D.A. said he was the one who did the deed
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
And the all-white jury agreed
Am F
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
Am F
the crime was murder "one", guess who testified?
Am F
Bello and Bradley and the both badly lied
Am F
and the newspapers all went along for the ride
C F
how can the life of such a man
C F
be in the palm of some fool's hand?
Dm C
to see him obviously framed
Dm C
couldn't help but be ashamed to live in a land
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
where justice is a game
Am F
Now all the criminal in their coats and their ties
Am F
are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
Am F
while Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten foot cell
Am F
and innocent man in a living hell
C F
that's the story of the Hurricane
C F
but it won't be over till they clear him name
Dm C
and give him back the time he's done
Dm C
put in a prison cell but one time he could've been
Em Am F C G Am F Am F
the champion of the world
Dylan, Bob - The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
C Am Em
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
C Am Em
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
C Am Em
At a Baltimore hotel society gathering
C Am Em
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
C Am Em
As they rode him in custody down to the station
C Am Em G
And booked William Zanzinger for 1st degree murder
F G C Am F G C
But you who philosophise disgrace and criticise fears
F G C Am F G C
Take the rag away from your face now ain't the time for your tears
C Am Em
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
C Am Em
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
C Am Em
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
C Am Em
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland,
C Am Em
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
C Am Em
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling,
C Am Em G
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking.
F G C Am F G C
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
F G C Am
Take the rag away from your face.
F G C
Now ain't the time for your tears.
C Am Em
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen.
C Am Em
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
C Am Em
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
C Am Em
And never sat once at the head of the table
C Am Em
And didn't even talk to the people at the table
C Am Em
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
C Am Em
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level,
C Am Em
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
C Am Em
That sailed through the air and came down through the room,
C Am Em
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
C Am Em G
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger.
F G C Am F G C
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
F G C Am
Take the rag away from your face.
F G C
Now ain't the time for your tears.
C Am Em
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
C Am Em
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
C Am Em
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
C Am Em
And that even the nobles get properly handled
C Am Em
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em
C Am Em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom,
C Am Em
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
C Am Em
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
C Am Em
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished,
C Am Em
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance,
C Am Em G
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
F G C Am F G C
Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears,
F G C Am
Bury the rag deep in your face
F G C
For now's the time for your tears.
Gainsbourg, Serge - Le poinçoinneur des Lilas
Em
J'suis l'poinçonneur des Lilas
Am
Le gars qu'on croise et qu'on n' regarde pas
C G
Y a pas d'soleil sous la terre
Am
Drôle de croisière
B
Pour tuer l'ennui j'ai dans ma veste
Les extraits du Reader Digest
Em
Et dans c'bouquin y a écrit
Am
Que des gars s'la coulent douce à Miami
C G
Pendant c'temps que je fais l'zouave
Am
Au fond d'la cave
B
Paraît qu'y a pas d'sous-métier
Moi j'fais des trous dans des billets
Em Bm Em
J'fais des trous, des p'tits trous, encor des p'tits trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Em Am
Des trous d'seconde classe
D G B
Des trous d'première classe
Em Bm Em
J'fais des trous, des p'tits trous, encor des p'tits trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Bm Em Bm Em
Des petits trous, des petits trous,
Bm Em Bm Em
Des petits trous, des petits trous
Em
J'suis l'poinçonneur des Lilas
Am
Pour Invalides changer à Opéra
C G
Je vis au cœur d'la planète
Am
J'ai dans la tête
B
Un carnaval de confettis
J'en amène jusque dans mon lit
Em
Et sous mon ciel de faïence
Am
Je n'vois briller que les correspondances
C G
Parfois je rêve je divague
Am
Je vois des vagues
B
Et dans la brume au bout du quai
J'vois un bateau qui vient m'chercher
Em Bm Em
Pour m'sortir de ce trou où je fais des trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Em Am
Mais l'bateau se taille
D G B
Et j'vois qu'je déraille
Em Bm Em
Et je reste dans mon trou à faire des p'tits trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Bm Em Bm Em
Des petits trous, des petits trous,
Bm Em Bm Em
Des petits trous, des petits trous
Em
J'suis l'poinçonneur des Lilas
Am
Arts-et-Métiers direct par Levallois
C G
J'en ai marre j'en ai ma claque
Am
De ce cloaque
B
Je voudrais jouer la fill' de l'air
Laisser ma casquette au vestiaire
Em
Un jour viendra j'en suis sûr
Am
Où j'pourrais m'évader dans la nature
C G
J'partirai sur la grand'route
Am
Et coûte que coûte
B
Et si pour moi il n'est plus temps
Je partirai les pieds devant
Em Bm Em
J'fais des trous, des p'tits trous, encor des p'tits trous
Em Bm Em
Des p'tits trous, des p'tits trous, toujours des p'tits trous
Em Am
Y a d'quoi d'venir dingue
D G B
De quoi prendre un flingue
Em Bm Em
S'faire un trou, un p'tit trou, un dernier p'tit trou
Em Bm Em
Un p'tit trou, un p'tit trou, un dernier p'tit trou
Bm Em Bm Em
Et on m'mettra dans un grand trou
Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em
Où j'n'entendrai plus parler d'trou plus jamais d'trou
Bm Em Bm Em Bm Em
De petits trous de petits trous de petits trous
Eaglesmith, Fred – Flowers in the Dell
C F C
While travelling on a train one morning, just to take a ride,
F C D G - G7
The car was full and I did not know who I sat down beside.
C F C
Then she said \"It's been a long, long time.\" I felt my blood run cold.
F C G C
For there, beside me, sat the girl who turned my heart to stone.
C F C
She said she was sorry for what she'd done, she'd started ife anew.
F C D G - G7
And 'though she told me many times before, this time I believed it was true.
C F C
So I took her to the porter's car, I got down on my knees.
F C G C
And as I held her in my arms, she said that she'd marry me. (C7)
F C F C
A little cabin in the countryside, curtains and fancy frills.
F C G C
A little girl with dark brown eyes, and flowers in the dell,
F C G C
In the dell, and flowers in the dell.
C F C
The train pulled into the Lincoln station. I reached up to help her down,
F C D G - G7
But she ran into another man's arms as soon as her feet touched the ground.
C F C
Then she turned and she looked and I heard her laugh, for all the world to see.
F C G C
And as she turned, I reached out and grabbed her, before she could walk away.
F C F C
The whistle blew, I heard her scream, I'll hear it 'til my dying day,
F C G C - C7
And as she struggled, I turned and I threw her beneath the wheels of the train.
(Chorus)
(Instrumental verse)
C F C
The judge he said ninety-nine years, grant him no parole.
F C G C - C7
They put me in a cell in shackles and chains and nailed up the door.
(Chorus)
Earle, Steve – Justice in Ontario
[Intro] E D9 A E D9 A A E
E D9 A E
Oh you who hail from Ontario know the tale of the Donnelly's Oh Died at the hands of a mob
D9 A E
That night every child and man by the oil torch light Jim Donnelly was no angel sure
D9 A E
But they burned his barn, broke down the door Well the children cried while they killed old
D9 A
Jim Then they killed his wife, then they turned on them No judge, no jury, no hangman, no
E
Justice in Ontario
[Solo] E D9 A (X2)
E D9 A
A hundred years or more have turned and you always hear how much we've learned
E D9 A
Well a man lay dead in a Port Hope bar And the blood ran red on a hardwood floor
E D9
And the big men ran through the nearest door only one man knew what had happened for
A E D9
Sure Well one and all wore the outlaws' brand And the big bikes roared through the Great
A E
Northland when you live on the edge of the law You know, justice in Ontario
[Solo] E D9 A (X2)
E D9 A
Blue smoke still hung in the air No one spoke when the cops got there
E D9 A
Well the local constable made the call Send us Corporal Terry Hall
E D9 A
They all sang a different tune When Corporal Hall walked in the room
E D9 A
With his picture book and a list of names One by one the witnesses came
E
And they told him what he wanted to know Justice in Ontario
[Solo] E D9 A E D9 A A E
E D9 A
The provincial cops searched far and wide And the outlaws ran but they could not hide
E D9 A
And they brought em in every single one Save the man who actually fired the gun
E D9 A
It was down in London, they were tried And the guilty man stood free outside
E D9 A
When he took the stand to pay his debt The judge was blind and the jury deaf
E
In Kingston Town they're locked up still When the sun goes down and the air is chill
You could swear you heard Jim Donnelly's ghost cry "Justice In Ontario"
[Solo] E
E D9 A E D9 A E D9 A
"Justice In Ontario" "Justice In Ontario"
E D9 A E D9 A E D9 A E D9 A
"Justice In Ontario" "Justice In Ontario"
E D9 A E D9 A E fade on E
"Justice In Ontario"
Earl, Steve – Tom Ames Prayer
G
Everyone in Nagadoches knew Tom Ames
D
would come to some bad end,
Em C
Cause the sheriff had caught him stealing chickens and such from the
G D G
time that he was ten.
G
One day his daddy took a 10-dollar bill
D
and he tucked it in his hand,
Em C
He said I know you're headed for trouble son,
G D G
your mama wouldn't understand.
G
So he took his dad's money and his brother's old bay
D
and he left without a word of thanks,
Em C
Fell in with this crowd in a border town
G D G
and he took to robbin' banks.
(solo over)
Em-C- G- D
Em-C- G - D -G
G
Outside the law his luck a-run out fast,
D
a few years came and went;
Em C
Til he was trapped up in an alley in Abilene
G D G
with all but four shells spent.
G
And he realized then that prayin' was the only thing
D
he hadn't ever tried;
Em C
He didn't know quite how to do it
G D G
but he looked up to the sky.
G
He said "You don't owe me nothin and as far as I know, Lord
D
I don't owe nothin' to you
Em C
I ain't askin for a miracle Lord
G D G
a little bit of luck will do.
G
You know I ain't never prayed before
D
cause it always seemed to me
Em C
that prayin was just like beggin'
G D G
and I don't take charity.
break:
Em-C-G-D
Em-C G-D-G
G
Lord, I've had some breaks in my life
D
as you already know
Em C
I've had some help from the good lord and the devil himself's
G D G
been strictly touch and go.
G
Right here now with my back to the wall
D
I can't help but recall
Em C
how they nearly hung me for stealin' a horse
G D G
in Ft. Smith, Arkansas
G
Judge Parker said guilty and his gavel came down
D
just like a cannon shot
Em C
I went away quietly
G D G
I began to file and plot.
G
They sent that old preacher down to my cell
D
he said, "the lord is your only hope,
Em C
he'll be the only friend you have, son
G D G
when you hit the end of Parker's rope."
Well, I guess he could've kept on preachin' til Christmas
D
but he turned his back on me
Em C
I put a homemade blade to that golden throat
G D G
and asked the deputy for the key.
break:
Em-C-G-D
Em-C G-D-G
G
Ah, but who in the hell am I talkin to?
D
there ain't no one here but me
(single strum each chord)
Em C
So he cocked both his pistols, spit in the dirt,
G D G
and walked into that street.
Echo and The Bunnymen - The Killing Moon
Em
Under blue moon I saw you
C
So soon you'll take me
Em
Up in your arms to late to beg you
C
Or cancel it though I know it must be
Em
The killing time
C
Unwillingly mine
CHORUS:
G Cm G
Fate, up against your will
Cm G
Through the thick and thin
Cm G
He will wait until
Cm G Cm
You give yourself to him
Em Em C C
Em
In starlit nights I saw you
C
So cruelly you kissed me
Em
Your lips a magic world
C
The sky all hung with jewels
Em
The killing moon
C
Will come too soon
REPEAT CHORUS & SOLO
Fire, Kathy - Mother Rage
A E
Get your rapists hands off my shoulder now
Bm D E
Damn your sweet-smiling mask of care for me
A E
Fuck your little boy games you charlatan
Bm
I've seen what you done
D E F#m
And I know who you are
A E
You'd as soon take my life as you would have me work for you
Bm D E
Damn your greed and your need to protect your ass
A E
I'm crazy furious and filled with mother rage
Bm
I'm after your head now
D E F#m
And you can't get away
D A
Come sisters rise
E Bm
We have been scarred by this war upon all womankind
D A
stand side by side
E Bm
we can be healed by the passions of lesbian pride
D A
You can't believe all the lies you've been handed, no
E B m
Take a look at the damage his life has done to us
D A
Can't you feel me rising up stronger
Bm F#m
The power of woman grows on
D E
And we fight for control of our lives
D E
O let me kindle the spark in your eyes
F#m D E
O we could give a new meaning to fire and light
A E
Damn the power of your corrupt institutions
Bm D E
We blast their cancer walls in your face as you
A E
try to hide behind suit wearing puppet men
Bm D E F#m
there is no place for you to sit free from my hand, who-oa
A E
while you rape mother earth and exploit all her people
Bm D E
you're long over due for your hour of castration
A E
i'm one among many who lives for the day you die
Bm D E F#m
my spirit won't rest til i see you in your grave
D A
Come sisters rise
E Bm
We have been scarred by this war upon all womankind
D A
stand side by side
E Bm
we can be healed by the passions of lesbian pride
D A
You can't believe all the lies you've been handed, no
E B m
Take a look at the damage his life has done to us
D A
Can't you feel me rising up stronger
Bm F#m
The power of woman grows on
D E
And we fight for control of our lives
D E
O let me kindle the spark in your eyes
F#m D E
O we could give a new meaning to fire and light
A E
Get your rapists Hands off her shoulder now
Bm D E
Damn your greed and your need to protect your ass
A E
we're crazy furious and filled with mother rage
Bm
we're after your head now
D E F#m
And you can't get away
Fleetwood Mac - Storms
D G
Every night that goes between
A Bm
I feel a little less
D G
As you slowly go away from me
A Bm
this is only another test
D G
And every night you do not come
A Bm
your softness fades away
D
Did I ever really
G
care that much?
A Bm
Is there anything left to say?
G Bm7 D
Every hour of fear I spend
G A Bm
my body tries to cry
G Bm7 D
living through each empty night
G A Bm
a deadly calm inside
D G
I haven't felt this way I feel
Since many a year ago
D G
But in those years and the lifetimes past
I did not deal with the road
D G
And I did not deal with you I know
Tho the love has always been
D G
So I search to find an answer there
So I can truly win
G Bm7 D
Every hour of fear I spend
G A Bm
my body tries to cry
G Bm7 D
living through each empty night
G A Bm
a deadly calm inside
D
So I try to say
G
Goodbye my friend
A Bm
I'd like to leave you with something warm
D G
But never have I been a blue, calm sea
A Bm
I have always been a storm
G A Bm
always been a storm
G A Bm
ooh, always been a storm
G A Bm G
I have always been a storm
D A7 D G
we were frail
D A7 D G
D A7 D
She said
G D A7 D
"every night he will break your heart"
G
I should have known from the first
D A7 D G
I'd be the broken hearted
D A7 D
G D A7
I loved you from the start
D G D A7
Save us
D
And not all the prayers in the world
G
save us.
D A7
Franklin, Aretha (as performed by the Fugees) – Killing me softly
Refrain:
Em Am
Strumming my pain with his fingers
D7 G
Singing my life with his words
Em A
Killing me softly with his song
D C
Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
F
Killing me softly
E
with his song.
Verse1:
Am7 D
I heard he sang a good song
G C
I heard he had a style
Am7 D
And so I came to see him
Em
and listen for a while.
Am7 D7
And there was this young boy
G B7
a stranger to my eyes.
Refrain:
Em Am
Strumming my pain with his fingers
D7 G
Singing my life with his words
Em A
Killing me softly with his song
D C
Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
F
Killing me softly
E
with his song.
Verse2:
Am7 D
I felt all flushed with fever
G C
embarrassed by the crowd.
Am7 D
I felt he found my letters
Em
and read each one out loud.
Am7 D7
I prayed that he would finish
G B7
but he just kept right on.
Refrain
Verse3:
Am7 D
He sang as if he knew me
G C
in all my dark despair.
Am7 D
And the he looked right trough me
Em
as if I wasn't there.
Am7 D7
And he just kept on singing
G B7
singing clear and strong.
Refrain:
Em Am
Strumming my pain with his fingers
D7 G
Singing my life with his words
Em A
Killing me softly with his song
D C
Killing me softly with his song
G C
Telling my whole life with his words.
F
Killing me softly
E
with his song.
Vocalized Chorus
2 more choruses
Garnet, Gail - Prism
A7 D7 A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7 D7 A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child mean
A7
Going home from school today
D7 E7
I met a nice man on my way
A7
He gave me a prism, shiny and clean
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
prettiest thing I ever seen, You know it's
A7 D7 A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7 D7 A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child mean
A7
Daddy left my mama but I wont cry
D7 E7
Hold my prism to my eye
A7
Hold it there night and day
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Hold it til the hurt goes away, because it's
A7 D7 A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7 D7 A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child mean
A7
Heard yesterday my daddy was dead
D7 E7
cried until my little heart bled
A7
that was bad but then today
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
police man come and take my mama away, but I got
A7 D7 A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7 D7 A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child mean
A7
Police had a padlock on a door
D7 E7
I can't go home anymore
A7
I'd go back but if I do
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
The man who got mama gonna get me too, so I keep
A7
Red and yellow, blue and green
D7 E7 A7
The prettiest thing I ever seen
A7
You know its red and yellow, blue and green
A7 D7 E7 A7 E7
Lord this world treat a little child . . . .
Red and yellow
Red and yellow
Pretty thing
Pretty
Pretty
Gentry, Bobbie - Ode To Billy Joe
E7
It was the third of June,
Bm7 E7
Another sleepy, dusty, Delta day
E7
I was out choppin' cotton
Bm7 E7
And my brother was bailin' hay
A7
And at dinner time we stopped and walked back to the house to eat
E7
And Mama h ollered at the back door,
Bm7 E7
"Y'all re member to wipe your feet."
A7
Then she sai d,
"I got some news this mornin' from Choctaw Ridge
E7
Today B illy Joe McAllister
D7 E
Jumped off the Tallahatchee Bridge ."
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Papa said to Mama as he passed around the blackeyed peas
E7 Bm7 E7
"Well Billy Joe never had a lick of sense, pass the biscuits, please"
A7
"There's five more acres in the lower forty I've got to plow"
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Mama said it was shame about Billy Joe, anyhow
A7
Seems like nothin' ever comes to no good up on Choctaw Ridge
E7 D7 E
And now Billy Joe MacAllister's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Brother said he recollected when he and Tom and Billie Joe
E7 Bm7 E7
Put a frog down my back at the Carroll County picture show
A7
And wasn't I talkin' to him after church last Sunday night?
E7 Bm7 E7
"I'll have another piece-a apple pie, you know it don't seem right"
A7
"I saw him at the sawmill yesterday on Choctaw Ridge"
E7 D7 E
"And now ya tell me Billie Joe's jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Mama said to me "Child, what's happened to your appetite?"
E7 Bm7 E7
"I've been cookin' all morning and you haven't touched a single bite"
A7
"That nice young preacher, Brother Taylor, dropped by today"
E7 Bm7 E7
"Said he'd be pleased to have dinner on Sunday, oh, by the way"
A7
"He said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctaw Ridge"
E7 D7 E
"And she and Billy Joe was throwing somethin' off the Tallahatchie Bridge"
E7 Bm7 E7
A year has come 'n' gone since we heard the news 'bout Billy Joe
E7 Bm7 E7
'n' Brother married Becky Thompson, they bought a store in Tupelo
A7
There was a virus going 'round, Papa caught it and he died last Spring
E7 Bm7 E7
And now Mama doesn't seem to wanna do much of anything
A7
And me, I spend a lot of time pickin' flowers up on Choctaw Ridge
E7 D7 E
And drop them into the muddy water off the Tallahatchie Bridge
Gray, Macy – The Letter
C
All I ever wanted was some love and peace and harmony
F C
I could dance in the raw in the sun underneath the stars
C
When I walk over to my money tree ain't nobody there trying to take from me
F C
When they ask "Are you truly free?" I'd say "Yes, truly"
C
But down here in reality everybody knows there ain't no such thing
F
And it's clear C
It's obviously this is not the place I'm supposed to be
C
On and on and on I've searched
What I'm lookin for is not here on earth
F
I can't stand I can't take no more
C
So I know that I gotta go
C
So long everybody
G
Mama don't be sad for me
C G C
Life was a heartache and now I am finally free
C
Don't know where I'm headed
G
Hope I see you someday soon
C
So long everybody
G C
I have gone beyond the moon
C
All I ever wanted,love and the peace and the harmony
F
Just to be to live and shine
C
When I get ready I up and fly
C
And I can't remember none of the things that I want to forget
F
It's the best - satisfaction no less
C
Ask if I'm free and I'll say "Oh yes"
C
But down here in reality everybody knows there ain't no such thing
F
And it's clear
C
It's obviously this is not the place I'm supposed to be
C
On and on and on I've searched
What I'm lookin for is not here on earth
F
I can't stand I can't take no more
C
So I know that I gotta go
C
So long everybody
G
Mama don't be sad for me
C G C
Life was a heartache and now I am finally free
C
Don't know where i'm headed
G
Hope I see you someday soon
C
So long everybody
G C
I have gone beyond the moon
Em Am
Before I do
F C
Just one more look at you
Em Am
It's worth the stay
F C
But I'll meet you later at that better place
All I ever wanted was
All I ever wanted was
All I ever wanted was
C
So long everybody
G
Mama don't be sad for me
C G C
Life was a heartache and now I am finally free
C
Don't know where i'm headed
G
Hope I see you someday soon
C
So long everybody
G C
I have gone beyond the moon
Guthrie, Woody - The 1913 Massacre
A Bm’ A
Take a trip with me in nineteen thirteen
D G A
To Calumet, Michigan, in the copper country.
Bm’ A
I'll take you to a place called Italian Hall
D G A
Where the miners are having their big Christmas ball.
A Bm’ A
I'll take you through a door, and up a high stairs.
D G A
Singing and dancing is heard everywhere,
Bm’ A
I will let you shake hands with the people you see
D G A
And watch the kids dance round that big Christmas tree.
Bm’ A
You ask about work and you ask about pay;
D G A
They'll tell you that they make less than a dollar a day,
Bm’ A
Working the copper claims, risking their lives,
D G A
So it's fun to spend Christmas with children and wives.
A Bm’ A
There's talking and laughing and songs in the air,
D G A
And the spirit of Christmas is there everywhere,
Bm’ A
Before you know it, you're friends with us all
D G A
And you're dancing around and around in the hall.
A Bm’ A
Well, a little girl sits down by the Christmas tree lights
D G A
To play the piano, so you gotta keep quiet.
Bm’ A
To hear all this fun you would not realize
D G A
That the copper-boss thug-men are milling outside.
A Bm’ A
The copper-boss thugs stuck their heads in the door
D G A
One of them yelled and he screamed, "There's a fire!"
Bm’ A
A lady, she hollered, "There's no such a thing!
D G A
Keep on with your party, there's no such a thing."
A Bm’ A
A few people rushed, and it was only a few
D G A
"It's only the thugs and the scabs fooling you."
Bm’ A
A man grabbed his daughter and carried her down
D G A
But the thugs held the door and they could not get out.
A Bm’ A
And then others followed, a hundred or more
D G A
But most everybody remained on the floor.
Bm’ A
The gun-thugs they laughed at their murderous joke,
D G A
While the children were smothered on the stair by the door.
A Bm’ A
Such a terrible sight I never did see
D G A
We carried our children back up to their tree.
Bm’ A
The scabs outside still laughed at their spree
D G A
And the children that died there were seventy-three.
A Bm’ A
The piano played a slow funeral tune
D G A
And the town was lit up by a cold Christmas moon,
Bm’ A
The parents they cried and the miners they moaned,
D G A
"See what your greed for money has done."
Guthrie, Woody (et al) – Boll Weevil Blues
G
The Boll Weevil is a little black bug
From Mexico they say
C
Come all the way to Texas
Em A7
Just a lookin'for a place to stay.
Chorus:
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
The Farmer said to the Boll Weevil
I see you on the Square.
C
Yes, sir, said the Boll Weevil
Em A7
My whole dam family's there.
G C
Just a-lookin' for a home,
G
Just a-lookin' for a home,
G
The farmer took the boll weevil,
He put him in the hot sand,
C
The weevil say, "This is mighty hot,
Em A7
But I'll stand it like a man,"
This'll be my home,
This'll be my home,
G
Then the farmer took the boll weevil
And put him in a cake of ice,
C
The weevil say to the farmer,
Em A7
"This is mighty cool and nice,"
G
C
This'll be my home,
G
This'll be my home
Then the boll weevil say to the doctor,
"You can throw out all them pills,
C
'Cause when I get through with the farmer,
Em A7
Cain't pay no doctor bills,"
G
C
Won't have no home
G
Won't have no home,
G
The Farmer said to the Merchant
I want some meat and meal
C
Get outta here, you Son of a Gun
Em A7
Got Boll Weevil in yo' field.
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Well the merchant got half the cotton,
The boll weevil got the rest,
C
Didn't leave that farmer's wife
Em A7
But one old cotton dress,
And it's full of holes,
Well the farmer say to the merchant,
"We ain't made but only one bale;
C
And before we give you that one
Em A7
We'll fight and go to jail,"
G
C
We'll have a home
G
We'll have a home
G
The Farmer said to the Finance Man
I'd like to make out a note.
C
Go to hell, you rascal you,
Em A7
Gotta Boll Weevil on yo' coat.
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Farmer said to the Banker,
I'd like to cash this check
C
Get outta here you Clodhopper,
Em A7
Gotta Boll Weevil down yo' neck.
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Boll Weevil said to the Farmer
I'll swing right on yo' gate,
C
When I git through with yo' cotton,
Em A7
You'll sell that Cadillac Eight!
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Boll Weevil said to the Preacher,
Better close up them church doors
C
When I git through with the Farmer,
Em A7
Caint pay no Preacher no more!
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Boll Weevil said to the Business Man,
Boy, drink that cool lemonade.
C
When I git through with you, boy,
Em A7
Gonna drag you outta that shade!
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Boll Weevil in yo' field, boy,
It's just like shooting dice,
C
Work the whole dam year round,
Em A7
But the cotton won't bring no price:
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
The Boll Weevil knocked on my front door,
He said I've come to eat,
C
I'm gonna starve you plumb to death
Em A7
And get the shoes right off yo' feet.
G C
Gonna get yo'home.
G
Gonna get yo'home.
G
And if anybody should ask you
C
Who it was that made this song,
Just tell him it was a poor farmer,
Em A7
With a pair of blue overalls on,
G
C
Ain't got no home
G
Ain't got no home
Haggard, Merle - Branded Man
G C G
I'd like to hold my head up and be proud of who I am
D
But they won't let my secret go untold
G C G
I paid the debt I owed them,but they're still not satisfied
D G
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
G C G
When they let me out of prison,I held my head up high
D
Determined I would rise above the shame
G C G
But no matter where I'm living,the black mark follows me
D G
I'm branded with a number on my name
Repeat verse 1
G C G
If I live to be a hundred,I guess I'll never clear my name
D
'Cause everybody knows I've been in jail
G C G
No matter where I'm living,I've got to tell them where I've been
D G
Or they'll send me back to prison if I fail
Repeat verse 1
D G
Now I'm a branded man out in the cold
Haggard, Merle – Mama Tried
D G
The first thing I remember knowing
D G
Was a lonesome whistle blowing
D A7
And a young one's dream of growing up to ride
D G
On a freight train leaving town
D G
Not knowing where I'm bound
D A7 D
And no one could change my mind but Mama tried
D G
One and only rebel child
D G
From a family meek and mild
D A7
My mama seemed to know what lay in store
D G
Depite all my Sunday learning
D G
Towards the bad I kept on turning
D A7 D
Til Mama couldn't hold me anymore
D G D
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
Bm A
No one could steer me right but Mama tried Mama tried
D G D
Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
D A7 D
That leaves only me to blame cause Mama tried
SOLO
D G
Dear old Daddy rest his soul
D G
Left my mom a heavy load
D A7
She tried so very hard to fill his shoes
D G
Working hours without rest
D G
Wanted me to have the best
D A7 D
She tried to raise me right but I refused
D G D
And I turned twenty-one in prison doing life without parole
Bm A
No one could steer me right but Mama tried Mama tried
D G D
Mama tried to raise me better but her pleading I denied
D A D
That leaves only me to blame cause Mama tried
Hayes, Alfred and Earl Robinson – Joe Hill
C F C
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me
F C
Says I, But Joe, you're 10 years dead
D G
I never died, says he. I never died, says he
C F
"In Salt Lake, Joe," says I to him,
C
Him standing by my bed,
F C
"They framed you on a murder charge,"
D
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead,"
G
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead."
C F C
The Copper Bosses killed you Joe, they shot you Joe, says I
F C
Takes more than guns to kill a man
D G
Says Joe, I didn't die. says Joe, I didn't die
C F C
And standing there as big as life, and smiling with his eyes
F C
Joe says, What they forgot to kill
D G
Went on to organize, went on to organize
C F C
From San Diego up to Maine, in every mine and mill
F C
Where workers strike and organize,
D G
Joe Hill is at their side, Joe Hill is at their side."
C F C
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night, alive as you and me
F C
Says I, But Joe, you?re 10 years dead
D G
I never died, says he. I never died, says he
Harburg, E. & Jay Gorney – Brother Can You Spare a Dime
They
used to tell me I was building a dream
And so I followed the
mob.
When there was earth to plow or guns to bear,
I was always
there, right on the job...
They used to tell me I was building
a dream
With peace and glory ahead --
Why should I be standing
in line, just waiting for bread?
Am E7 A7
Once I built a railroad, made it run,
D G7 C E7
Made it race against time;
Dm/F E7 Am F7
Once I build a railroad -- now it's done.
Dm6 E7 Am
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Am E7 A7
Once I built a tower to the sun,
D G7 C E7
Brick and rivet and lime;
Dm/F E7 Am F7
Once I build a tower -- now it's done.
Dm6 E7 Am
Brother, can you spare a dime?
Bridge:
A7
Once, in khaki suits, gee, we looked swell,
Gm6 A7
Full of that Yankee Doodle de-dum;
D7
Half a million boots went sloggin' through Hell --
Am F7 E7
I was the kid with the drum.
Am E7 A7
Say, don't you remember, they called me Al?
D G7 C E7
It was Al all the time.
Dm/F E7 Am F7
Say, don't you remember? I'm your pal.
Dm6 E7 E7+5 Am
Buddy can you spare a dime?
Hawkins', Screaming Jay – I Put a Spell On You
[intro]
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C Cm CmGm/D D
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
I put a spell on you
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
Because your mine
Cm Cm
You better stop the things you do
D D7sus4 D
I aint' lying, no, I ain't lying
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
You know I can't stand it the way your running round
Cm C
You know I can't stand it, mama, the way you put me down
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D
So I put a spell on you because your mine
[interlude]
Gm Gm7 Gm/Eb Gm/C Gm Gm7 Gm Gm7
Cm Cm7 Cm/Ab Cm/F D Gm/D D
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
Do I love ya, do I love ya, do I love ya, do I love ya anyhow?
Cm C
And I don't care, I don't care if you don't want me
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D
Because I'm yours right now
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D
I put a spell on you because your mine
[interlude]
Gm Gm7 Gm/Eb Gm/C Gm Gm Gm7 Gm7
Cm Cm7 Cm/Ab Cm/F D Gm/D D
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
You know, I can't stand it, I can't stand it, I can't stand it
Cm C
I can't stand it when you put me down
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb Gm/C
You ought to know better, mama, I can't stand it when you run around
Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D Gm Gm7Gm/Eb D
I put a spell on you because... doo doo doo, doo doo doo, oh,
Because your mine
Henderson, Ray and Mort Dixon - Bye Bye Blackbird
A A7sus4 A
Pack up all my cares and woe,
E6 E A9 A
Here I go, singin' low --
A Bm7-5 A E7
Bye bye blackbird.
E7
Where somebody waits for me,
E7 E7/6 E7
Sugar's sweet, and so is she --
E7 E7/6 E7 A AM7
Bye bye blackbird.
Bridge:
C#7 C#m7-5 C#7 G7 F#7
No one here can love or understand me;
B7 Bm7-5 B7 F7 E7
Oh what hard luck stories they all hand me.
A A7sus4 A
Make my bed and light the light,
E7/6 E7 F#7
I'll arrive late tonight --
D9 E7 A F#7 D9 Bm7-5 E7 A
Blackbird, bye bye, blackbird, bye bye.
Holiday, Billie - Gloomy Sunday
Am Am7/G D/F# F Sunday is gloomy my hours are slumberless. Am Am7/G D/F# E Dearest, the shadows I live with are numberless. Dm Dm+7 F E Little white flowers will never awaken you, Am Am7/G D/F# E Not where the black coach of sorrow has taken you. Am Am7/G D/F# F Angels have no thought of ever returning you -- Am Am7/G D/F# E F E Would they be angry if I thought of joining you? Am7 E Am Am7/G D/F# F E Gloomy Sunday. Am Am7/G D/F# F Gloomy Sunday, with shadows I spend it all; Am Am7/G D/F# E My heart and I have decided to end it all. Dm Dm+7 F E Soon there'll be candles and prayers that are sad, I know; Am Am7/G D/F# E Let them not weep, let them know that I'm glad to go. Am Am7/G D/F# F E Death is no dream, for in death I'm caressing you; Am Am7/G D/F# E F E With the last breath of my soul, I'll be blessing you. Am7 E Am Am7/G D/F# F E Gloomy Sunday. A D9 A D9 A D9 A D9 Dreaming - I was only dreaming. A Bm7 C#m7 F#m B7 F7 E7 I wake and I find you asleep in the deep of my heart, dear. Am Am7/G D/F# F E Darling, I hope that my dream never haunted you; Am Am7/G D/F# E F E My heart is telling you how much I wanted you. Am7 E Am Am7/G D/F# F E Am Gloomy Sunday.
Holiday, Billie – Strange Fruit
Am Em7 Am A9 Am E7
Southern trees bear a strange fruit
Am Em7 Am A9 Am E7
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root
Bm7-5 E7-9 Fdim E7
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze
Am Em7 Asus4 A9 Am
Strange fruit hanging from the pop - lar trees.
Am G/B - E7 Am - Em7 Am
Am Em7 Am A9 Am E7
Pastoral scene of the gal - lant south --
Am Em7 Fdim E7
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth;
Am Em7 Bm7-5 Em7 A9 Am E7
Smell of mag - no - li - a, sweet And fresh,
E7-9 Bm7-5 Fdim E7
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.
Am Am+7 Dm Dm7 E7
Here is the fruit for the crows to pluck,
Am E7 Gdim F E7
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
Em7-5 A AM7 Gdim Fdim E7
For the sun to rot, for the tree to drop,
Am A9 Am E7 Bm7-5 Em7-5 E7 Am
Here is a strange and bit - ter crop.
Hurt, Mississippi John – Louis Collins
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
G7 C
Oh, kind friends now ain't it hard
F
To see poor Louis in a new graveyard
C F G C
Where angels laid him away.
G7 C
When they heard that Louis was dead
F
All the women folk dressed in red,
C F G C
'Cos angels have laid him away.
Chorus
G7 C
Bob shot one and Louis shot two
F
Shot poor Collins, shot him through and through -
C F G C
Now angels have laid him away.
Chorus
Ice Cube – It Was a Good Day
B D G (repeated)
Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barking from the dogs, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl wanna dig out
Hooked it up on later as I hit the do'
Thinking will i live, another twenty-fo'
I gotta go cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop at a red light
Looking in my mirror not a jacker in sight
And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kim and she can f**k all night
Called up the homies and I'm askin y'all
Which park, are y'all playin basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week f**ked around and got a triple double
Freaking niggaz everyway like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day
Drove to the pad and hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from the cowards
Cause just yesterday them fools tried to blast me
Saw the police and they rolled right past me
No flexin, didn't even look in a niggaz direction
as I ran the intersection
Went to $hort Dog's house, they was watchin Yo! MTV Raps
What's the haps on the craps
Shake em up, shake em up, shake em up, shake em
Roll em in a circle of niggaz and watch me break em
With the seven, seven-eleven, seven-eleven
Seven even back do' lil Joe I picked up the cash flow
Then we played bones, and I'm yellin domino.
Plus nobody I know got killed in South Central L.A.
Today was a good day
Left my niggaz house paid
Picked up a girl been tryin to f**k since the twelve grade
It's ironic, I had the brew she had the chronic
The Lakers beat the Supersonics I felt on the big fat fanny
Pulled out the jammy, and killed the punanny
And my dick runs deep so deep so deep
put her ass to sleep
Woke her up around one
she didn't hesitate, to call Ice Cube the top gun
Drove her to the pad and I'm coasting
Took another sip of the potion hit the three-wheel motion
I was glad everything had worked out
Dropped her ass off, then I chirped out
Today was like one of those fly dreams
Didn't even see a berry flashing those high beams
No helicopter looking for a murder
Two in the morning got the fat burger
Even saw the lights of the Goodyear Blimp
And it read Ice Cube's a pimp
Drunk as hell but no throwing up
Half way home and my pager still blowing up
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I got to say it was a good day.
Hey wait, wait a minute Pooh
Stop the s**t
What the f**k am I thinking about?
Jackson, Micheal – Billie Jean
Intro:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E (x2)
Verse 1:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
She was more like a beauty queen, from a movie scene,
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
I said; don't mind, but what do you mean; I am the one?
Em F#m/E
Who will dance on the floor, in the round.
Em F#m/E Am7 Em
She said; I am the one, who will dance on the floor, in the round.
Interlude:
Em F#m/E (x2)
Verse 2:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
Then every head turned, with eyes that dreamed of being the one,
Em
Who will dance on the floor, in the round.
Interlude:
Em F#m/E (x2)
Bridge 1:
C Em
People always told me; be careful what you do;
C Em
And don't go around breaking young girl's hearts.
C Em
And mother always told me; be careful of who you love;
C B7
And be careful of what you do, 'cos the lie becomes the truth.
Chorus 1:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover;
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
She's just a girl who, claims that I am the one.
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Interlude:
Em F#m/E (x2)
Verse 3:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
For forty days and forty nights, the law was on her side.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
But who can stand, when she's in demand, her schemes and plans?
Em F#m/E
'Cos we danced on the floor, in the round.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
So take my strong advice; just remember to always think twice.
Em F#m/E
(Do think twice).
Verse 3:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
She told my baby we'd danced 'till three, then she looked a me,
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
Then showed a photo; my baby cried; his eyes looked like mine.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Go on dance on the floor, in the round, baby.
Bridge 2:
C Em
People always told me; be careful what you do;
C Em
And don't go around breaking young girl's hearts.
C Em
She came and stood right by me; then the smell of sweet perfume.
C B7
This happened much too soon; she called me to her room.
Chorus 2:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover;
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
She's just a girl who, claims that I am the one.
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Chorus 3:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover;
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E Am7
She's just a girl who, claims that I am the one.
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Coda:
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Em F#m/E Am7
She says; I am the one,
Em F#m/E
But the kid is not my son.
Outro:
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover,
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover.
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover,
Em F#m/E Em F#m/E
Billie Jean is not my lover.
(Repeat to Fade)
Jim Carroll Band – People Who Died
Bb
Teddy sniffing glue, he was 12 years old
Fell from the roof on East Two-nine
Eb
Cathy was 11 when she pulled the plug
Bb
On 26 reds and a bottle of wine
F
Bobby got leukemia, 14 years old
Bb
He looked like 65 when he died
He was a friend of mine
Chorus
Bb
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
Eb
Those are people who died, died
Bb
Those are people who died, died
F
They were all my friends,
Bb
and they died
Bb
G-berg and Georgie let their gimmicks go rotten
So they died of hepatitis in upper Manhattan
Eb
Sly in Vietnam took a bullet in the head
Bb
Bobby OD'd on Drano on the night that he was wed
F
They were two more friends of mine
Bb
Two more friends that died
(Chorus)
Bb
Mary took a dry dive from a hotel room
Bobby hung himself from a cell in the tombs
Eb
Judy jumped in front of a subway train
Bb
Eddie got slit in the jugular vein
F
And Eddie, I miss you more than all the others
Bb
And I salute you brother
(Chorus)
Bb
Herbie pushed Tony from the Boys' Club roof
Tony thought that his rage was just some goof
Eb
But Herbie sure gave Tony
Bb
some bitchen proof
F
"Hey," Herbie said, "Tony, can you fly?"
Bb
But Tony couldn't fly, Tony died
(Chorus)
Bb
Brian got busted on a narco rap
He beat the rap by rattin' on some bikers
Eb Bb
He said, "Hey, I know it's dangerous, but it sure beats Riker's"
F Bb
But the next day he got offed by the very same bikers
(Chorus)
Bb
Teddy sniffing glue, he was 12 years old
Fell from the roof on East Two-nine
Eb
Cathy was 11 when she pulled the plug
Bb
On 26 reds and a bottle of wine
F
Bobby got leukemia, 14 years old
Bb
He looked like 65 when he died
He was a friend of mine
Chorus
Bb
Those are people who died, died
Those are people who died, died
Eb
Those are people who died, died
Bb
Those are people who died, died
F
They were all my friends,
Bb
and they died
Bb
G-berg and Georgie let their gimmicks go rotten
So they died of hepatitis in upper Manhattan
Eb
Sly in Vietnam took a bullet in the head
Bb
Bobby OD'd on Drano on the night that he was wed
F
They were two more friends of mine
Bb
I miss them, they died
(Chorus)
Bb
Mary took a dry dive from a hotel room
Bobby hung himself from his cell in the tombs
Eb
Judy jumped in front of a subway train
Bb
Eddie got slit in the jugular vein
F
And Eddie, I miss you more than all the others
Bb
This song is for you my brother
(Chorus x2)
Johnson, Robert – Hellhounds on my Trail
E
B7 A7
I got to keep moving, I got to keep moving
E
Blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
B7 A7 E
Mmm, blues falling down like hail, blues falling down like hail
B7 E
And the day keeps on remindin' me, there's a hellhound on my trail
E
Hellhound on my trail, hellhound on my trail
B7 A7
If today was Christmas eve, if today was Christmas eve
E
And tomorrow was Christmas day
B7 A7 E
If today was Christmas eve and tomorrow was Christmas day
B7 E
All I would need is my little sweet rider
E
Just to pass the time away, to pass the time away
B7 A7
You sprinkled hot foot powder, mmm, around my door
E
All around my door
B7 A7 E
You sprinkled hot foot powder, all around your daddy's door
B7 E
It keeps me with ramblin' mind rider
E
Every old place I go, every old place I go
B7 A7
I can tell the wind is risin', the leaves tremblin' on the tree
E
Tremblin' on the tree
B7 A7 E
I can tell the wind is risin', leaves tremblin' on the tree
B7 E
All I need is my little sweet woman
E
And to keep my company, hey, hey, hey, hey, my company
Kamstra, Ryan - on the Moon
A
love was just a word you used
D A
when you were on the moon
A F#m
& the boys who've followed you since high school
Bm E
are now solid into booze
D F#m
doll, you seem a little out of it
A F#m
rarefied & custom fit
Bm
doll in a haze . . . .
E
watch out lady . . .
whole world crazy
D
whoa.
E
intifada mama,
gimmee back my head.
D
whoa.
E
she's a-coming down without nets
D
and I've never felt more horny.
A
and I've never been more dead.
D
gimmee back my head.
old moon,
A
gimmee back my head.
etc. . . . (to end)
Kelly, R. - Remix to Ignition
G
Now I'm not trynna be rude
C Gadd4/B
But hey pretty girl I'm feelin' you
Am
The way you do the things ya do
D
Reminds me of my Lexus coupe
G
That's why I'm all up in ya grill
C Gadd4/B
Trynna get you to a hotel
Am
You must be a football coach
D
The way you got me playin' da field
G
So baby gimme dat "Toot toot"
C Gadd4/B
And lemme gi' ya that "Beep beep"
Am
Runnin' her hands through my fro'
D
Bouncin' on twenty fo's
D
While they sayin' on the radio
G
It's the remix to ignition
C Gadd4/B
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Am
Mama rollin' that body
D
Got ev'ry man in here wishin'
G
Sippin' on coke and rum (rum)
C Gadd4/B
I'm like so what I'm drunk (drunk)
Am
It's the freakin' weekend
D
Baby I'm about to have me some fun (fun)
G
Now it's like "Murda She Wrote"
C Gadd4/B
Once I get cha out them clothes
Am
Privacy is on the door
D
But still they can hear ya screamin' more
G
Girl I'm feelin' whatchu feelin'
C Gadd4/B
No more hopin' and wishin'
Am
I'm about to take my key 'n'
D
Stick it in da ignition
G
Crystal poppin'
C Gadd4/B
In the stretch Navigata
Am
We got food everywhere
D
As if the party was catered
G
We've got
Fellas to my left (left)
C Gadd4/B
Hunnies on my right (right)
Am
We bring 'em both togetha,
D
We got drinkin' all night
G
Then afta the show
C Gadd4/B
It's the afta party
Am
And afta the party
D
It's the hotel lobby
G
Yeah, around about four
C Gadd4/B
You gotta clear the lobby
Am
Then take it to ya room and
D
Freak somebody
G
Can I get a toot toot
C Gadd4/B
Can I get a beep beep
Am
Runnin' her hands through my fro'
D
Bouncin' on twenty fo's
D
While they sayin' on the radio
G
It's the remix to ignition
C Gadd4/B
Hot and fresh out the kitchen
Am
Mama rollin' that body
D
Got ev'ry man in here wishin'
G
Sippin' on coke and rum (rum)
C Gadd4/B
I'm like so what I'm drunk (drunk)
Am
It's the freakin' weekend
D
Baby I'm about to have me some fun (fun)
G
girl we off in this jeep
C Gadd4/B
foggin windows up
Am
blastin the radio
D
in the back of my truck
G
bouncin up and down
C Gadd4/B
stroke it round and round
Am
to the remix
D
we just thuggin it out...
King, Ben E. - Stand by Me
A
When the night has come
F#m
And the land is dark
D E A
And the moon is the only light we'll see
A
No, I won't be afraid
F#m
No, I won't be afraid
D E A
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
A
So, darling, darling, stand by me
F#m
Oh, stand by me
D E
Oh, stand, stand by me
A
Stand by me
A
If the sky that we look upon
F#m
Should tumble and fall
D E A
Or the mountain should crumble to the sea,
A
I won't cry, I won't cry,
F#m
No, I won't shed a tear
D E A
Just as long as you stand, stand by me
A
And darling, darling, stand by me
F#m
Oh, stand by me
D E
Oh, stand, stand by me
A
Stand by me
solo: A, F#m, D, E, A
A
And darling, darling, stand by me
F#m
Oh, stand by me
D E
Oh, stand, stand by me
A
Stand by me, Whenever you're in trouble
A
Just stand by me
F#m
Oh stand by me
D E A
Stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me . . . .
The Kingston Trio – Tom Dooley
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die,
D
I met her on the mountain,
A7
and there I took her life,
Met her on the mountain,
D
stabbed her with my knife,
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die,
D
This time tomorrow,
A7
reckon' where I'd be,
Hadn't been for Grayson,
D
I'd been in Tennessee,
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die,
D
This time tomorrow,
A7
reckon' where I'll be,
Down in some lonesome valley,
D
hangin' from a wide oak tree,
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die,
D
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
A7
Hang down your head and cry,
Hang down your head Tom Dooley,
D
Poor boy, your bound to die.
Led Zepplin - Stairway To Heaven
A m G# + C D F maj7 G A m
A m G# + C D
There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
F maj7 G A m
and she's buying a stairway to hea ven
A m G# + C D
When she gets there she knows if the stores are all closed
F maj7 G A m
with a word she can get what she came for
C D F maj7 A m C G D
Oh_ __ oh____ and she's buying a stairway to heaven
C D F maj7 A m
There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
C D F maj7
'cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
A m G# + C D
In a tree by the brook there's a songbird who sings
F maj7 G A m
Sometimes all of her thoughts are mis given
A m G# + C D F maj7 G A m
G/B A m7 D sus4 D A m7 E m D C D
Oh___ it makes me wonder
A m7 D sus4 D A m7 E m D C D
Oh___ it makes me wonder
C G A m
There's a feeling I get when I look to the west
C G F A m
and my spirit is crying for lea ving
C G A m
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees
C G F A m
and the voices of those who stand loo king
A m7 D sus4 D A m7 E m D C D
Oh___ it makes me wonder
A m7 D sus4 D A m7 E m D C D
Oh___ it really makes me wonder
C G A m
And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
C G F A m
then the piper will lead us to reason
C G A m
And the new day will dawn for those who stand long
C G F A m
and the forest will echo with laughter
C G A m
If theres a bristle in your hedgerow dont be alarmed now
C G F A m
it's just a spring clean for the May queen
C G A m
Yes there are two paths you can go by but in the long run
C G F A m
there's still time to change the road you're on
C G A m
Your head is humming and it wont go in case you dont know
C G F A m
the pipers calling you to join him
C G A m
Dear lady can you hear the wind blow and did you know
C G F A m
your stairway lies on the whispering wind
D D sus2 D D sus4 D D sus2 D D sus4 C C add9 C C add9 C
For solo and remaining lyrics use Am G F G bar chord sequence
And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks the lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to know
how everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
the time will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
F maj7 G A m
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
Lee, Dickie - Laurie (Strange Things Happen)
Intro:
F Bb F
Verse 1:
F Bm7-5 Bb/C C
Last night at the dance I met Laurie
F Am Bb Bb/C C
So lovely and warm, an angel of a girl
F F7 Bb Bbm
Last night I fell in love with Laurie
F/C Dm Gm7 Bb/C C
Strange things happen in this world
Verse 2:
F/C Bm7-5 Bb/C C
As I walked her home she said it was her birthday
F Am Bb Bb/C C
I pulled her close and said, "will I see you anymore"
F F7 Bb Bbm
Then suddenly she asked for my sweater
F/C Dm Gm7 C F F7
And said that she was very, very cold
Bridge:
Bb F
I kissed her goodnight at her door and started home
Bb F F7
Then thought about my sweater and went right back instead
Bb F Dm
I knocked at her door and a man appeared
G7 Bb/C C
I told why I'd come, then he said
Verse 3:
F/C Bm7-5 Bb/C C
You're wrong, son, you weren't with my daughter
F Am Bb Bb/C C
How can you be so cruel to come to me this way
F F7 Bb Bbm
My Laurie left this world on her birthday
F/C Dm Gm Am D7
She died a year ago today
[key change to G]
Verse 4:
G C#m7-5 C/D D
A strange force drew me to the graveyard
G Bm C C/D D
I stood in the dark, I saw the shadows wave
G G7 C Cm/Eb
And then I looked and saw my sweater
G/D C G G7
Lying there upon her grave
Coda:
C D C [N.C.] G
Strange things happen in this... world
Lightfoot, Gordon – Sundown
E.......E7 on upstroke
E
I can see her lyin' back in her satin dress
B7 E
In a room where ya do what ya don't confess
A
Sundown ya better take care
D E
If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs
A
Sundown ya better take care
D E
If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs
E
She's bin lookin' like a queen in a sailor's dream
B7 E
And she don't always say what she really means
A
Sometimes I think it's a shame
D E
When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain
A
Sometimes I think it's a shame
D E
When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain
E
I can picture every move that a man could make
B7 E
Getting lost in her lovin' is your first mistake
A
Sundown ya better take care
D E
If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs
A
Sometimes I think it's a sin
D E
When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin again
instr:
E
I can see her lookin' fast in her faded jeans
B7 E
She's a hard lovin' woman, got me feelin' mean
A
Sometimes I think it's a shame
D E
When I get feelin' better when I'm feelin' no pain
A
Sundown ya better take care
D E
If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs
A
Sundown ya better take care
D E
If I find you bin creepin' 'round my back stairs
A
Sometimes I think it's a sin
D E
When I feel like I'm winnin' when I'm losin' again
Little Walter – Boom Boom (Out Go the Lights)
E5
No kiddin', I'm ready to fight, I've been lookin' for my baby all night A5 If I get her in my sight, (stop) B7 boom boom!, out go the lights
E5
I thought I treated my baby fair, and now she's gettin' all in my hair A5 If I get her in my sight, (stop) B7 boom boom!, out go the lights E5 No kiddin', I'm ready to go, when I find her boy don't you know A5 If I get her in my sight, (stop) B7 boom boom! out go the lights E5 I never been so mad before, when I found out she ain't mine no more A5 If I get her in my sight, (stop) B7 boom boom! out go the lights
Lovett, Lyle
FAMILY RESERVE
E A
When I saw the ambulance screaming down Main Street
E B
I didn't give it a thought
E
But it was my Uncle Eugene
A E B E
He died on October the 2nd, 1981
E
And my Uncle Wilbur
A
They all called him Skinner
E B
And they said for his younger ways
E
He'd get drunk in the morning
A
And show me the rolls of fifties and hundreds
E B E
He kept in the glove box of his old grey Impala
C#min B E
Chorus: And we're all gonna be here forever
B
So Mama don't you make such a stir
E
Put down that camera
A
And come on and join up
E B E
The last of the family reserve
E A
Now my second cousin his name was Calloway
E B
He died when he'd barely turned two
E A
And it was peanut butter and jelly what did it
E B E
The help she didn't know what to do
B E
She just stood there and she
watched him turn blue
C#min B E
And we're all gonna be here forever
B
So Mama don't you make such a stir
E
Put down that camera
A
And come on and join up
E B E
The last of the family reserve
E A
And my friend Brian Temple he thought he could make it
E B
So from the third story he jumped
E
And he missed the swimming pool
A
But only by inches
E B E
And everyone said he was
drunk
C#min B E
And we're all gonna be here forever
B
So Mama don't you make such a stir
E
Put down that camera
A
And come on and join up
E B E
The last of the family reserve
E A
And there was great Uncle Julius and there was Aunt Annie Miller
E B
And Mary and Grandaddy Paul
E A
And there was Hannah and Ella and Alvin and Attic
E B E
And he owned his own funeral home
E A
And there are more I remember and more I could mention
E B
Than words I could write in this song
E A
But I feel them watching and I see them laughing
E B E
And I hear them singing
along
C#min B E
And we're all gonna be here forever
B
So Mama don't you make such a stir
E
Put down that camera
A
And come on and join up
E B E
The
last of the family reserve
Lynn, Loretta - Fist City
C
A you've been makin' your brags around town
G7 C
That you've been a lovin' my man
F C
But the man I love when he picks up trash
He puts it in a garbage can
F
And that's what you look like to me
C F
And what I see's a pity
C
Ya better close your face and stay outta my way
G7 C
If ya don't wanna go to fist city
Chorus:
F C
If ya don't wanna go to fist city
G7 C
Ya better detour around my town
F C
'Cause I'll grab you by the hair a the head
D7 G7
And I'll lift a you off a the ground
C
I'm not a sayin' my baby's a saint 'cause he ain't
F
An that he won't cat around with a kitty
C
I'm here to tell ya gal to lay off my man
G7 C
If ya don't wanna go to fist city
C
Come on and tell me what you told my friends
G7 C
If you think you're brave enough
F C
And I'll show you what a real woman is
Since you think you're hot stuff
F
You'll bite off more than you can chew
C F
If you get too cute or witty
C
You better move your feet
If you don't wanna eat
G7 C
A meal that's called fist city
Repeat chorus
Magnetic Fields – I die
C G
I die when you walk by, so beautiful and strong,
C
each day you pass my way in your bubble where nothing goes wrong.
Am
You think your youth a permanent truth,
F G F G
but here is a tear for your eye:
C
having forgotten how to cry, I die.
Mark, Carolyn – Not Another Other Woman
F
Whoa I've been bad in the past
But I'm changing my ways, these days
F
Well there was a time I usta run around
Bb
with every old married man I found
F C7
living on the sly by looking their wives in the eye
F
Drinking and cheating man and fooling around
Bb
I've done it all but sugar I ain't proud
F
I'll burn in hell for what I did
C7
Especially for the woman who had his kiss
F
We met at the bar I was hanging with my Jim
Bb
He wasn't really mine I just borrowed him
F
We was cozy in the corner
C7
He had his hand on my thigh
F
And this girl walked in I'd never seen before
Bb
And slapped jim's face and threw his drink on the floor
F
I knew then that my cheating days were through
C7
But not before I hauled off and slapped him too
Bb
And I said oo-ooo
F
Not another woman
Bb
And I said oo-ooo
F
Not another woman
C7 F
And I said oo-ooo
Not another woman
(solo)
F
Well now I'm truly happy got a guy of my own
Bb
And you can bet I start to worry if he doesn't come home
F C7
If he's living on the shy and stops looking me right in the eye
F
Well, if I had a chance I'd thank that girl
Bb
I'm surely the last one she'll talk to in this world
F
It was her who showed me right from wrong
C7
Some day well have a laugh a drink and sing my song
(chorus) *3
Marley, Bob – I Shot the Sheriff
Em
I shot the sheriff,
Am Em
But I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh!
Em
I shot the sheriff,
Am Em
But I didn't shoot no deputy. Ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.
Verse 1:
C Bm7 Em
All a-round in my home town,
C Bm7 Em
They're tryin' to track me down;
C Bm7 Em
They say they want to bring me in guilty,
C Bm7 Em
For the killing of a depu-ty,
C Bm7 Em
For the life of a dep-uty. But I say...
Chorus 2:
Em
I shot the sheriff,
Am Em
But I swear it was in self-defence. (Oh, no! Yeah!)
Em Am
I say; I shot the sheriff, oh Lord!
Em
And they say it is a capital offence. Yeah!
Verse 2:
C Bm7 Em
Sheriff John Brown always hated me,
C Bm7 Em
For what...I don't know.
C Bm7 Em
Every time I plant a seed,
C Bm7 Em
He said kill it be-fore it grow,
C Bm7 Em
He said kill them be-fore it grow. And so:
Riff
Chorus 3:
Em
I shot the sheriff,
Am Em
But I swear it was in self-defence. (Oh, no! Yeah!)
Em
I shot the sheriff,
Am Em
But I swear it was in self-defence. (Oh, no! Yeah!)
Verse 3:
C Bm7 Em
Freedom came my way one day,
C Bm7 Em
And I started out of town, yeah!
C Bm7 Em
All of a sudden I saw Sheriff John Brown,
C Bm7 Em
Aiming to shoot me down,
C Bm7 Em
So I shot, I shot, I shot him down. And I say...
Riff
(If I am guilty, I will pay)...
Chorus 4:
Em
I shot the sheriff,
Am Em
But I didn't shoot no deputy, oh no! Oh!
Em
I shot the sheriff,
Am Em
But I didn't shoot no deputy. Ooh, ooh, oo-ooh.
Verse 4:
C Bm7 Em
Reflexes had got the better of me,
C Bm7 Em
And what is to be must be;
C Bm7 Em
Every day the bucket a-go a well,
C Bm7 Em
One day the bottom a-go drop out,
C Bm7 Em
One day the bottom a-go drop out.
Riff
I say
Chorus 5:
Em
I-I-I-I shot the sheriff,
Am Em
Lord, I didn't shot the depu-ty. Yeah!
Em
I-I...(shot the sheriff),
Am Em
But I didn't shoot no deputy. Yeah! So, yeah!
Coda:
Em Am
(Repeat to Fade)
Mcentire, Reba - Fancy
E G A E
E
I remember it all very well lookin' back
A
It was the summer I turned eighteen
A
We lived in a one room, rundown shack
C E
On the outskirts of New Orleans
E
We didn't have money for food or rent
A
To say the least we were hard pressed
A
Then Mama spent every last penny we had
C E
To buy me a dancin' dress
E
Mama washed and combed and curled my hair
A D
and she painted my eyes and lips then I stepped into a satin
A E
dancin' dress that had a split on the side clean up to my hip
E A
It was red velvet trim and it fit me good
D
Standin' back from the lookin' glass
A E
There stood a woman where a half grown kid had stood
C A E run#1
She said here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
G A E run#2 E
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
E
Mama dabbed a little bit of perfume on my neck
A
And she kissed my cheek
A C
Then I saw the tears wellin' up in her troubled eyes
E
When she started to speak
E
She looked at a pitiful shack
A
And then she looked at me and took a ragged breath
A
She said your Pa's run off and I'm real sick
C E
And the baby's gonna starve to death
E
She handed me a heart shaped locket that said
A
"To thine own self be true"
D
And I shivered as I watched a roach crawl across
A E
the toe of my high heeled shoe
E
It sounded like somebody else that was talkin'
G# C#
Askin' Mama what do I do
A
She said just be nice to the gentlemen Fancy
B E
And they'll be nice to you
C A E run#1
She said, here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
G A E run#2
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
G A C
Lord forgive me for what I do, but if you want out
D
Well it's up to you
C B E
Now don't let me down you better start movin' uptown
E
Well that was the last time I saw my Ma
A
The night I left that rickety shack
A
The welfare people came and took the baby
C E
Mama died and I ain't been back
E
But the wheel of fate had started to turn
A
And for me there was no way out
A
And it wasn't very long 'til I knew exactly
C E
What my Mama'd been talkin' about
E A
I knew what I had to do but I made myself this solemn vow
D
That I's gonna be a lady someday
A E
Though I didn't know when or how
E
I couldn't see spending the rest of my life
G# C#
With my head hung down in shame you know
A
I might have been born just plain white trash
B E
But Fancy was my name
C A E run#1
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
G A E run#2 E
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
* Guitar in next verse played as percussion
It wasn't long after a benevolent man
Took me off the street
And one week later I was pourin' his tea
In a five room hotel suite
I charmed a king, a congressman
And an occasional aristocrat
Then I got me a Georgia mansion
In an elegant New York townhouse flat
* Guitar comes back in...
E repeat intro E G A E
And I ain't done bad
E A
Now in this world there's a lot of self-righteous hippocrits
That would call me bad
D
And criticize Mama for turning me out
A E
No matter how little we had
E
But though I ain't had to worry 'bout nothin'
G# C#
For nigh on fifteen years
A
I can still hear the desparation in my poor
B E
Mama's voice ringin' in my ear
C A E run#1
She said, here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
G A E run#2
Here's your one chance Fancy don't let me down
G A
Lord forgive me for what I do
C D
But if you want out well it's up to you
C
Now don't let me down
B E
Your Mama's goina help you uptown
E repeat intro/outro to end...
I guess she did
Mckay, Nelly - Mother Pearl
C Dm G7 (C Dm G7)
Feminists don't have a sense of humor
C Dm G7 (C Ab F)
Feminists just want to be alone (boo-hoo)
C Dm G7 (C Am)
Feminists spread vicious lies and rumor
Dm G C Ab Bb
They have a tumor on their funny bone
Eb (Ab6 Bb)
They say child molestation isn't funny
Ab (Bb B Bb)
Rape and degradation's just a crime (lighten up, ladies)
Eb (Ab6 Bb)
Rampant human traffic, sex for no money (what's wrong with that)
Ab Gb6 F G7 (no chord) G7
Can't these chicks do anything but whine
C Dm G7
Dance break
C (no chord)
Woo-hoo
C Dm G7
C (no chord)
(Take it off)
C DM G7 C Am
Dm G7 C Ab Bb
Eb (Ab6 Bb)
They say cheap objectification isn't witty, it's hot
Ab (Bb B Bb)
Equal work and wages worth the fight (sing us a new one)
Eb (Ab6 Bb)
On demand abortion, every city (okay, but no gun control)
Ab Gb6 F G7
Won't these women ever get a life
C Dm G7 (C Dm G7)
Feminists don't have a sense of humor (poor Hilary)
C Dm G7 (C Ab C)
Feminists and vegetarians
C Dm G7 (C Am)
Feminists spread vicious lies and rumor
Dm G7 (Bm7) A7
They're far too sensitive to ever be a ham
Dm G7 C (C)
That's why these feminists just need to kill a man
The Mountain Goats – No Children
INTRO
Fmin Bb Fmin Bb Absus Ab Db
VERSE 1
Db Ab
I hope that our few remaining friends
Gb Db
give up on trying to save us.
Db Ab
I hope we come up with a fail-safe plot
Gb Db
to piss off the dumb few who forgave us.
Db Ab
I hope the fences we mended
Gb Ab
fall down beneath their own weight.
Db Ab
And I hope we hang on past the last exit.
Gb Ab
I hope its already too late.
Db
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Bbmin
someday burns down.
Gb
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away,
Ab Gb
and i never come back to this town again.
CHORUS
Gb Ab
in my life
Db
i hope i lie
Gb
and tell everyone you were a good wife.
Db
and i hope you die!
Ab
i hope we both die!
Nelson, Willie – Seven Spanish Angels
INTRO: A F#M (x4422) D A
A
He looked down into her blue eyes, and said
E7
"Say a prayer for me". She
E7
Threw her arms around him, whispered
E7
"God will keep us free".
A
They could hear the riders comin', He said
D
"This is my last fight...If they
A
Take me back to Texas, they won't
E7 A
Take me back a-live.
CHORUS A:
A
There were seven Spanish angels, at the
E7
altar of the sun.
They were prayin' for the lovers, in the
A
valley of the gun.
When the /battle stopped and the smoke cleared,
D
there was thunder from the throne,
A E7
And seven spanish angels, took a-nother
A
angel home.
VERSE 2:
A
She reached down and picked the gun up,
E7
that lay smokin in his hand.
She said, "Father please forgive me;
A
I can't make it without my man."
And she knew the gun was empty,
And she knew she couldn't win,
But her final prayer was answered
When the rifles fired again.
CHORUS 2: (1/2 step higher): **REPEAT ONCE
Bflat
There were seven Spanish angels, at the
F7
altar of the sun.
They were prayin' for the lovers, in the
Bflat
valley of the gun.
When the /battle stopped and the smoke cleared,
Cm
there was thunder from the throne,
Bflat
And seven spanish angels, took a-nother
Bflat
angel home.
New Riders of the Purple Sage - Glendale Train
Chorus.
G
Somebody robbed the Glendale train
C G
This mornin' at half past nine
G G
Sombody robbed the Glendale train
A D
And I swear, I ain't lyin'
G
They made clean off with sixteen gee's
C G
And left two men lyin' cold
G
Somebody robbed the Glendale train
D G
And they made off with the gold
G
Charlie Jones was the engineer,
C G
he had twenty years on the line.
G G
He kissed his wife at the station dear,
A D
this morning at six thirty five
G
Every thing went fine till half past nine
C G
when Charlie looked up and he saw.
G
Men on horses, men with guns,
D G
and no sign of the law.
Chorus.
G
Amos White was the Luggage man,
C G
and dearly loved his job.
G G
The company rewarded him,
A D
with a golden watch and fob.
G
Well Amos he was workin' time
C G
when the door blew off his car.
G
The found Amos White in fifteen pieces
Fifteen miles apart.
Chorus. (2x ).
Noyes, Alfred - The Highwayman
D
The wind was a torrent of darkness
A# C D
among the ghastly trees
D
the moon was a ghostly galleon
A# C D
tossed upon the cloudy seas
G C F/C
The road was a ribbon of moonlight
D A# C
over the purple moor
G C F/C
when the highwayman came riding,
D A# C
riding, riding,
G C F/C
the highwayman came riding
D A# G
up to the old inn door.
D A# C D
He'd a French cocked-hat on his forehead, a bunch of lace at his chin,
D A# C D
A coat of the claret velvet, and breeches of brown doe-skin.
G C F/C D A# C
They fitted with never a wrinkle. His boots were up to the thigh!
G C F/C
And he rode with a jewelled twinkle,
D A# C
His pistol butts a-twinkle,
G C F/C D A# G
is rapier hilts a-twinkle, under the jewelled sky.
D A# C D
And over the cobbles he clattered and clashed in the dark inn-yard.
D A# C D
And he tapped with his whip on the shutters, but all was locked and barred.
G C F/C D A# C
He whistled a tune to the window, and who should be waiting there
G C F/C
But the landlord's black-eyed daughter,
D A# C
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
G C F/C D A# G
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
D A# C D
"One kiss my bonny sweetheart, I'm after a prize to-night,
D A# C D
But I shall be back with the yellow gold before the morning light;
G C F/C D A# C
If they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
G C F/C
Then look for me by the moonlight,
D A# C
Watch for me be the moonlight,
G C F/C D A# G
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way."
D A# C D
He rose upright in the stirrups. He scarce could reach her hand,
D A# C D
But she loosened her hair i' the casement. His face burnt like a brand
G C F/C D A# C
As the black cascade of perfume came tumbling over his breast;
G C F/C
And he kissed its waves in the moonlight,
D A# C
(Oh, sweet waves in the moonlight!)
G C F/C D A# G
He tugged at his reins in the moonlight, and galloped away to the west.
Part II
D A# C D
He did not come at the dawning. He did not come at noon;
D A# C D
And out of the tawny sunset, before the rise o' the moon,
G C F/C D A# C
When the road was a gypsys ribbon, looping the purple moor,
G C F/C
A red-coat troop came marching,
D A# C
Marching, marching,
G C F/C D A# G
King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door.
D A# C D
They said no word to the landlord. They drank his ale instead.
D A# C D
But they gagged his daughter, and bound her, to the foot of her narrow bed.
G C F/C D A# C
Two of them knelt at her casement, with muskets at their side!
G C F/C
There was death at every window;
D A# C
Hell at one dark window;
G C F/C D A# G
For Bess could see, through the casement, the road that he would ride.
D A# C D
They had tied her up to attention, with many a sniggering jest.
D A# C D
They had bound a musket beside her, with the barrel beneath her breast!
G C F/C D A# C
"Now, keep good watch!" and they kissed her. She heard the dead man say-
G C F/C
'Look for me by the moonlight;
D A# C
Watch for me by the moonlight;
G C F/C D A# G
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way!'
D A# C D
She twisted her hands behind her; but all the knots held good!
D A# C D
She writhed her hands till her fingers were wet with sweat or blood!
G C F/C D A# C
They stretched and strained in the darkness, and the hours crawled by like years,
G C F/C
Till, now, on the stroke of midnight,
D A# C
Cold on the stroke of midnight,
G C F/C D A# G
The tip of one finger touched it! The trigger at least was hers!
D A# C D
'Tlot-tlot; tlot-tlot!' Had they heard it? The horse-hoofs ringing clear;
D A# C D
'Tlot-tlot, tlot-tlot,' in the distance! Were they deaf that they did not hear?
G C F/C D A# C
Down the ribbon of moonlight, over the brow of the hill,
G C F/C
The highwayman came riding,
D A# C
Riding, riding!
G C F/C D A# G
The red-coats looked to their priming! She stood up, straight and still.
D A# C D
'Tlot-tlot,' in the frosty silence! 'Tlot-tlot,' in the echoing night!
D A# C D
Nearer he came and nearer. Her face was like a light.
G C F/C D A# C
Her eyes grew wide for a moment; she drew one last deep breath,
G C F/C
Then her finger moved in the moonlight,
D A# C
Her musket shattered the moonlight,
G C F/C D A# G
Shattered her breast in the moonlight and warned him with her death.
D A# C D
He turned; He spurred to the west; he did not know she stood
D A# C D
Bowed, with her head o'er the musket, drenched with her own red blood!
G C F/C D A# C
Not till the dawn he heard it, his face grew grey to hear
G C F/C
How Bess, the landlord's daughter,
D A# C
The landlord's black-eyed daughter,
G C F/C D A# G
Had watched for her love in the moonlight, and died in the darkness there.
D A# C D
And back, he spurred like a madman, shrieking a curse to the sky,
D A# C D
With the white road smoking behind him and his rapier brandished high.
G C F/C D A# C
Blood-red were his spurs i' the golden noon; wine-red was his velvet coat;
G C F/C
When they shot him down on the highway,
D A# C
Down like a dog on the highway,
G C F/C D A# G
And he lay in his blood on the highway, with the bunch of lace at his
throat.
D A# C D
'Still of a winter's night, they say, when the wind is in the trees,
D A# C D
When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas,
G C F/C D A# C
When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor,
G C F/C
A highwayman comes riding,
D A# C
Riding, Riding,
G C F/C D A# G
A highwayman comes riding, up to the old in-door.
One Hundred Dollars – Hell's a Place
Am
Your eyes are scornful
Dm
And ours will be black
F
if we don't get our shit together
E
And get on the track
Am
Out from the mountains
Dm
Away from the west
F
Rumour has it there's a village
E
where we can rest
F Am
It don't matter if our love is true
Dm E
Them bigots have it out for girls like me and you
F Am
There morals rain from that guy
up above
Dm
According to him
E
Hell's a place for our love
Am
Thumbs out of Quelsnel
Dm
Through Veder Crossing
F
Memories harden like earth
E
beneath the strangest ties
Am
they spare us guns of war, then
Dm
beat us in homes
F E
Convinced our interlocked legs are fuel for fire
F Am
If we don't make it I'll meet you in hell
Dm E
where the hot hot heat of our love can swell
F Am
Higher than the ego of righteous men
Dm
And larger than the expanse
E
of this goddamned land
Am
Now six days traveled
Dm
We just reached Broadview
F E
I couldn't have another trucker's hand run up my thigh
Am
He struggled sluggishly
Dm
You took the wheel
F E
His breath could short my CB radio wire
F Am
Don't worry darling about the fires we meet
Dm E
Heaven would have burned from our hot heat
F Am
Don't worry darling it'll all turn it well
Dm
We'll get to that village
E
Or I'll love you in hell
Am
Your eyes are scornful
Dm
And ours will be black
F
if we don't get our shit together
E
And get on the track
Am
Out from the mountains
Dm
Away from the west
F
Rumour has it there's a village
E
where we can rest
F Am
It don't matter if our love is true
Dm E
Them bigots have it out for girls like me and you
F Am
There morals rain from that guy
up above
Dm
According to him
E
Hell's a place for our love
Pogues - Fairytale Of New York
G/D D G/D
Asus4/E D G/D D G
It was Christmas Eve babe In the drunk tank
D G/A A D
An old man said to me, won't see another one And then he sang a song
G D
The Rare Old Mountain Dew And I turned my face away
G Asus4/E D G/A
And dreamed about you
G/A D G
Got on a lucky one Came in eighteen to one
D G/A A
I've got a feeling This year's for me and you
D G
So happy Christmas I love you baby
D G Asus4/E D
I can see a better time When all our dreams come true
G/D D G/D Asus4 /faster now/ D A D G A D
D
They've got cars
A
Big as bars
Bm G
They've got rivers of gold
D
But the wind goes right through you
A
It's no place for the old
D Bm
When you first took my hand
D G
On a cold Christmas Eve
D
You promised me
A D
Broadway was waiting for me
D
You were handsome
You were pretty
A
Queen of New York City
D G
When the band finished playing
A D
They howled out for more
D
Sinatra was swinging
A
All the drunks they were singing
D G
We kissed on the corner
A D
Then danced through the night
G Bm A
The boys of the NYPD choir
D Bm
Were singing 'Galway Bay'
D G
And the bells were ringing
A D A Bm G D A D Bm D G D A D
Out for Christmas day
D
You're a bum
D
You're a punk
A
You're an old slut on junk
D G A
Living there almost dead on a drip
D
In that bed
D
You scum bag
You maggot
A
You cheap lousy faggot
D G
Happy Christmas your arse
A
I pray God
D A D
It's our last
A D
I could have been someone
G
So could anyone
D
You took my dreams
A
From me when I first found you
D
I kept them with me babe
G
I put them with my own
D
Can't make it all alone
G A D
I've built my dreams around you
The Poppy Family – Evil Grows
F#m F#m E F#m F#m F#m E F#m
F#m Bm F#m E F#m F#m Bm F#m E F#m
I like the way you smile at me, I felt the heat that enveloped me, and
F#m A B A B A B E F#m
what I saw, I like to see, I never knew where evil grew....
F#m Bm F#m E F#m F#m Bm
I should have steered away from you, my friends told me to keep
F#m E F#m F#m A B A B A B
clear of you, but something drew me near to you, I never knew,
E F#m A F#m
where evil grew.... Evil grows in the dark
Bm F#m Bm E Bm E
where the sun, it, never shines evil grows in cracks & holes
Bm E F#m F#m/C# E/B A F#m
and lives in people's minds. Evil grew, it's part of you,
Bm C#m Bm E Bm E
and now it seems to be that every time I look at you
Bm F#m
evil grows in me.......[solo lead]
F#m A E E E E F#m A E E E E
[solo rhythm]
F#m A E E E E F#m A E
[]
F#m Bm F#m E F#m F#m Bm F#m E F#m
If I could build a wall around you, I could control that thing that u do,
F#m A B A B A B E F#m
I couldn't kill the will within you, & it never shows, the place where evil grows
A F#m Bm
Evil grows in the dark, where the sun, it, never
F#m Bm E Bm E Bm E
shines, evil grows in cracks & holes & lives in peoples'
F#m E A F#m Bm
minds Evil grew, it's part of you, and now it
C#m Bm E Bm E Bm
seems to be that every time I look at you, evil grows in me
F#m F#m
Prestly, Elvis – Jailhouse Rock
Eb/ E/ Eb/ E/
The warden threw a party in the county jail
prison band was there and they began to wail
band was jumpin' and the joint began to swing
should've heard thosed kocked out jail birds sing
Chorus
A7
Lets Rock !
E
Lets Rock !
B7 A7
Everybody in the whole cell block
E A7 E
Was a-dancin' to the Jail-house Rock!
Eb/ E/ Eb/ E/
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone
Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone
The drummer boy for Illinois went crash, boom, bang !
The whole rhythm section was the purple gang
Chorus
Eb/ E/ Eb/ E/
Number forty seven said to Number Three:
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company
Come on and do the jailhouse rock with me.
Chorus
Eb/ E/ Eb/ E/
The sad sack was a-sittin' on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weeping all alone
The warden said: " Hey, buddy, don't you be no square.
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair !"
Chorus
Eb/ E/ Eb/ E/
Shifty Henry said to Bugs: "For Heaven's sakes,
No one's lookin'; now's our chance to make a break
Bugsy turned to Shifty and he said " Nix, nix;
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks.
Chorus
dancin' to the Jail-house Rock....(rep. and fade)
Robson, Paul – Go Down Moses
Am E7 Am
When Israel was in Egypt's land
E7 Am
Let my people go
Am E7 Am
Oppressed so hard they could not stand
E7 Am
Let my people go
Refrain:
Am Dm E7
Go down, Moses, way down in Egypt's land
Am E7 Am
Tell old Pharaoh, Let my people go
Am E7 Am
So Moses went to Egypt's land
E7 Am
Let my people go
Am E7 Am
To make old Pharaoh understand
E7 Am
Let my people go
Ref.
Am E7 Am
Thus spake the Lord, bold Moses said,
E7 Am
"Let my people go,
Am E7 Am
If not, I'll strike your first born dead
E7 Am
"Let my people go"
-----version 2-----
When Israel was in Egypt's land
Let my people go
Oppressed so hard they could not stand
Let my people go
Go down, Moses
Way down in Egypt's land
Tell ol' Pharaoh
To let my people go
Thus saith the Lord, bold Moses said,
Let my people go,
If not, I'll smite your first-born dead,
Let my people go.
No more shall they in bondage toil,
Let them come out with Egypt's spoil.
The Lord told Moses what to do,
To lead the Hebrew children through.
O come along Moses, you'll not get lost,
Stretch out your rod and come across.
As Israel stood by the waterside,
At God's command it did divide.
When they reached the other shore,
They sang a song of triumph o'er.
Pharaoh said he'd go across,
But Pharaoh and his host were lost.
Jordan shall stand up like a wall,
And the walls of Jericho shall fall.
Your foes shall not before you stand,
And you'll possess fair Canaan's Land.
O let us all from bondage flee,
And let us all in Christ be free.
We need not always weep and mourn,
And wear these slavery chains forlorn.
Rosselson , Leon – World Turned Upside Down (Diggers)
droning E
E B
In sixteen forty nine to St George's Hill
A E
a ragged band they called the Diggers came to show the peoples'
will
E B
they defied the Landlords, they defied the laws
A B E
they were the dispossessed, reclaiming what was theirs
E B
"we come in peace" they said, to dig and sow
A E
we come to work the lands in common and to make the wastegrounds
grow
E B
this earth divided, we will make whole
A B E
so it will be a common treasury for all
E B
the sin of property, we do disdain
A E
no man has any right to buy and sell the earth for private gain
E B
by theft and murder they took the land
A B E
now everywhere the walls spring up at their command
E B
they make the laws to chain us well
A E
the clergy dazzle us with heaven or they damn us into hell
E B
we will not worship the god they serve
A B E
the god of greed who feeds the rich while poor man starve
E B
we work, we eat together we need no swords
A E
we will not bow to the masters or pay rent to the lords
E B
we are free men, though we are poor
A B E
you diggers all stand up for glory stand up now
E B
from the men of property, the orders came
A E
they sent the hired men and troopers to wipe out the Diggers'
claim
E B
tear down their cottages, destroy their corn
A B E
they were dispersed, but still the vision lingers on
E B
you poor take courage, you rich take care
A E
this earth was made a common treasury for everyone to share
E B
all things in common, all people one
A B E
we come in peace, the orders came to cut them down
Queen – Bohemian Rhapsody
Bb6 C7 Bb6 C7
Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
F7 Cm7 F7 Bb Cm7 Bb
Caught in a land - slide, no escape from re - ality.
Gm Bb7 Eb
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see.
Cm F7
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy, because I'm
B Bb A Bb B Bb A Bb
easy come, easy go, little high, little low.
Eb Bb(Dbass) C#o F(Cbass) F Bb
Anyway the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to_____ me.
Verse:
Bb Gm Cm
Mama_____ just killed a man, put a gun against his head,
F
pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
Bb Gm Cm7
Mama,____ life had just begun, but now I've gone and
B+ Eb(BbBass) F(Abass) Fm(AbBass)
thrown it all a - way.
Eb Bb(Dbass) Cm Fm
Mama, ooh__________ didn't mean to make you cry.
Bb Eb Bb(Dbass) Cm
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, car - ry on, car - ry on
Abm Eb Ab Eb Ebo Fm7 Bb
as if nothing really matters.____
Verse 2:
Bb Gm Cm
Too late,_____ my time has come, sends shivers down my spine,
F
body's aching all the time.
Bb Gm Cm7
Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, gotta leave you all
B+ Eb(BbBass) F(Abass) Fm(AbBass)
behind and face the truth.
Bb Gm Cm
Mama, ooh_____ I don't want to die,
Bb Eb
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.
Bb(Dbass) Cm Fm Bb7 Eb Gm(Dbass) Cm Fm Db Db(CbBass) Bbm
Verse 3:
(faster)
A D A Ao A D A Ao
I see a lit - tle sil - hou - et - to of a man.
A D A D A Ao A D A
Scar - a - mouche, Scar - a - mouche, will you do the Fan - dan - go?
Db(AbBass) Ab C(Gbass) E A
Thunderbolt and lightning very, very fright'ning me.
No Chords
Gallileo, Gallileo, Gallileo, Figaro, Magnifico.__________
B Bb A Bb B Bb A Bb
I'm just a poor boy and no - bod - y loves me.
Ab Eb Ebo Eb Ab Eb Ebo Eb
He's just a poor boy from a poor fam - i - ly.
Ab Eb(Gbass) F Bb
Spare him his life from this mon - stros - i - ty.
Ab Eb(Gbass) F#o Fm7
B Bb A Bb B Bb A Bb Eb
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? Bis - mil - lah!
Bb Eb
No, we will not let you go. Bismillah!
Bb Eb Bb
We will not let you go. Bismillah! We will not let you go.
Will not let you go. Will not let you go.
Gb7
Ahhhhhhhhh________________________________
Bm A D Db Gb Bb Eb
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Eb Bb Eb Ab D Gm Bb
Mama mia, let me go. Be - el - ze - bub has a devil put aside for me,
for me,______ for me.______
Eb F7
Bb7 Eb(BbBass) Bb Eb Bb Db
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye.______
Bb7 Eb(BbBass) Bb Eb Ab
So you think you can love me and leave me to die.______
Fm Bb Fm Bb
Oh,______ baby,______ can't do this to me, baby.______
Fm7 Bb Fm7 Bb Eb Bb7
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.______
(slowly, a tempo)
Eb Bb(Dbass) Cm G Cm G7 Cm Bb7 Eb D Gm Ab Eb
Cm Gm Cm Gm
Nothing really matters, anyone can see.
Cm Abm Bb11 Eb Ab(EbBass)
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters to me.______
Eb Ebo Bb(Dbass) Bbm(DbBass) C7 C7-9 C7 F
Bb F Abo Gm7
Any - way the wind blows.
End on F
Reznor, Trent (as performed by Johnny Cash) – Hurt
Intro
Am C Dsus2 Am C Dsus2
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel
Am C Dsus2 Am C Dsus2
I focus on the pain the only thing that's real
Am C Dsus2 Am C Dsus2
The needle tears a hole the old familiar sting
Am C Dsus2 Am C Dsus2
Try to kill it all away but I remember everything
Chorus:
G Am7 Fadd9 C G
What have I become? My sweetest friend
Am7 Fadd9 C G
Everyone I know goes away in the end
Am7 Fadd9 G
And you could have it all My empire of dirt
Am7 Fadd9 G
I will let you down I will make you hurt
Main Riff x2
Am C Dsus2 Am C Dsus2
I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair
Am C Dsus2 Am C Dsus2
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Am C Dsus2 Am C Dsus2
Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear
Am C Dsus2 Am C Dsus2
You are someone else I am still right here
Chorus 2:
G Am7 Fadd9 C G
What have I become? My sweetest friend
Am7 Fadd9 C G
Everyone I know goes away in the end
Am7 Fadd9 G (2)
And you could have it all My empire of dirt
Am7 Fadd9 G (2)
I will let you down I will make you hurt
Am7 Fadd9 G (2)
If I could start again A million miles away
Am7 Fadd9 G (hold)
I would keep myself I would find a way
Rogers, Kenny - Coward of the County
C F C
Ev'ry one con-sidered him the coward of the county
G
He never stood one single time to prove the county wrong
C F C
His momma named him Tommy the folks just called him yellow
G7 C
Something always told me they were readin' Tommy wrong
F C
He was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison
G
I looked after Tommy 'cos he was my brothers son
C F C
I still recall the final words my brother said to Tommy
G7 C
Son my life is over but yours has just beg-un
C G7 C F C
Promise me son not to do the things I've done
F C G
walk away from trouble if you can
C G7 C F C
Now it won't mean your weak if you turn the other cheek
F G
I hope your old enough to under-stand
Dm7 G7 C
you don't have to fight to be a man
D G D
There's someone for every one and Tommys love was Becky
A
In her arms he didn't have to prove he was a man
D G D
One day while he was workin' the Gatlin boys came callin'
A7 D
They took turns at Becky There was three of them
G D
Tommy open up the door and saw his Becky cryin'
A
The torn dress the shattered look was more than he could stand
D G D
He reached above the fire place and took down his daddys picture
A D
as the tears fell on his Daddys face he heard these words a-gain
A D G
Promise me son not to do the things I've done
D
walk away from trouble if you can
A D G
Now it don't mean your weak if you turn the other cheek
D G A
I hope your old en-ough to understand
A7 D
Son you don't have to fight to be a man
D C D
The Gatlin boys just laughed at him when he walked into the bar room
one of them got up and met him half way 'cross the floor
D G D
when Tommy turned around they said Hey look ol' Yellows leaving
A7
But you could-a heard a pin drop when Tommy stopped and blocked the
door
D G D
Twenty years of crawlin' was bottled up in-side him
A
he wasn't holdin' nothin' back he let 'em have it all
D G D
when Tommy left the Bar room not a Gatlin boy was standin'
A7
He said this one's for Becky as he watched the last one fall
And I heard him say.
D A7 D G D
I promised you Dad not to do the things you done
G D A7
I walk away from trouble when I can
D A7 D G D
now please don't think I'm weak I did-n't turn the other cheek
G A A7
and Popa I sure hope you understand some-times you've gotta fight
D
when your a man
G D
Every one considered him the coward of the county
Seven Year Bitch - Dead Men Don't Rape
A (x2)
A
You ain't got the right tellin' me I'm uptight
A D
And I'm not obligated to give in 'cuz you're frustrated
D D D D
No, my revenge is death, 'cuz you deserve the best
A (riff)
And I'm not turned on by your masculinity
Dead men don't rape
(x1)
E
A
I don't have pity not a single tear
A D
For those who get joy from a woman's fear
A
I'd rather get a gun and just blow you away
A
Then you'll learn first hand that
Dead men don't rape
(chords) Dead men don't rape
A (*2)
A
You're getting sucked down into society's sickest
D
Don't go out alone
Don't go out alone
Don't go out alone
D
A
you might get raped
But not by a dead man 'cuz
Dead men don't rape
no Dead men don't rape
(E *2)
You ain't got the right
You ain't got the right
You ain't got the right
tellin' me I'm uptight
E F# G A (*2)
D
A
cuz Dead men don't rape
(X2)
E
Silbersdorf, Karl + Dick Toops – Delia's Gone
INTRO
A A D A
Delia, oh Delia, Delia all my life
D Bm E
If I hadn't-a shot poor Delia, I'd have had her for my wife
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
VERSES
A D A A7
I went up to Memphis, and I met Delia there
D Bm E
Found her in her parlor, and I tied her to her chair
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A A D A
She was low-down and travellin', and she was cold and mean
D Bm E
Kind of evil make me want to grab my sub-machine
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A A D A
First time I shot her, I shot her in the side
D Bm E
Hard to watch her suffer, but with the second shot she died
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A A D A
But jailer, oh jailer, jailer I can't sleep
D Bm E
'Cuz all around my bedside I hear the patter of Delia's feet
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A A D A
So if your woman's devilish, you can let her run
D Bm E
Or you can bring her down and do her like Delia got done
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A D A E A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
Silverstein, Shel - 25 Minutes To Go
G
Well, they're buildin the gallows outside my cell and I've got 25
D
minutes to go. And the whole town's waitin just to hear me yell, I've got 24
G
minutes to go. Well, they gave me some beans for my last meal with 23 minutes
D G
to go, but nobody asked me how I feel, I've got 22 minutes to go. Well, I
D
sent for the governor and the whole darn bunch with 21 minutes to go, and I
G
called up the mayor but he's out to lunch, I got 20 more minutes to go.
D
Then the sheriff said boy, I'm gonna watch you die with 19 minutes to go, so
G E
I laughed in his face and I spit in his eye with 18 minutes to go. Now here
B
comes the preacher for to save my soul with 13 minutes to go, and he's talkin
E
bout burnin but I'm so cold, 12 more minutes to go. Well, they're testin the
B
trap and it chills my spine, 11 more minutes go, and the trap and the rope,
E
they work just fine, 10 more minutes to go. Well, I'm waitin for the pardon
B
that'll set me free with 9 more minutes to go, but this ain't the movies, so
E G
forget about me, 8 more minutes to go. With my feet on the trap and my head
D
in the noose, 5 more minutes to go. Won't somebody come and cut me loose? 4
G
more minutes to go. I can see the mountain I can see the sky, 3 more minutes
D G
to go, and it's too darn pretty for a man to die, 2 more minutes to go. I can
D
see the buzzards, I can hear the crows, 1 more minute to go, and now I'm
swingin and here I goooooooooo...
Sinatra, Nancy – Bang Bang
Em
I was five and he was six
Am
We rode on horses made of sticks
D
He wore black and I wore white
Bm
He would always win the fight
Em
Bang bang, he shot me down
Am
Bang bang, I hit the ground
D
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bm
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.
Em
Seasons came and changed the time
Am
When I grew up, I called him mine
D
He would always laugh and say
Bm
"Remember when we used to play?"
Em
Bang bang, I shot you down
Am
Bang bang, you hit the ground
D
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bm
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.
Em
Music played, and people sang
Am
Just for me, the church bells rang.
Em
Now he's gone, I don't know why
Am
And till this day, sometimes I cry
D
He didn't even say goodbye
Bm
He didn't take the time to lie.
Em
Bang bang, he shot me down
Am
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Dm
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bm
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.
Spector, Phil (as performed by the Ronettes) – Be My Baby
G Am D7
The night we met I knew I needed you so
G Am D7
And if I had the chance I'd never let you go
B7 E7
So won't you say you love me I'll make you so proud of me
A7 D7
We'll make them turn their heads every place we go
G
So won't you please
(Be my be my baby)
Em
Be my little baby
(My one and only baby)
C
Say you'll be my darlin'
(Be my be my baby)
D7
Be my baby now Oh ho ho ho
G Am D7
I'll make you happy baby just wait and see
G Am D7
For every kiss you give me I'll give you three
B7 E7
Since the day I saw you I've been waiting for you
A7 D7
You know I will adore you till eternity
Springsteen, Bruce - Highway Patrolman
D G D
My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state
A
I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8
D G D
I always done an honest job as honest as I could
A D
I got a brother named Frankie and Frankie ain't no good
G D
Now ever since we was young kids it's been the same come down
A
I get a call on the shortwave Frankie's in trouble downtown
D G D
Well if it was any other man, I'd put him straight away
A D
But when it's your brother sometimes you look the other way
G D
Yeah me and Frankie laughin' and drinkin'
G D
Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
G D
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band
A
Played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
D G D
I catch him when he's strayin' like any brother would
A D
Man turns his back on his family well he just ain't no good
G D
Well Frankie went in the army back in 1965
A
I got a farm deferment, settled down, took Maria for my wife
D G D
But them wheat prices kept on droppin' till it was like we were gettin'
robbed
A D
Frankie came home in `68, and me, I took this job
G D
Yeah we're laughin' and drinkin'
G D
Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
G D
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band
A
Played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
D G D
I catch him when he's strayin' teach him how to walk that line
A D
Man turns his back on his family he ain't no friend of mine
D G A D D
G D
Well the night was like any other, I got a call `bout quarter to nine
A
There was trouble in a roadhouse out on the Michigan line
D G D
There was a kid lyin' on the floor lookin' bad bleedin' hard from his head
A D
There was a girl cry'n' at a table and it was Frank, they said
G D
Well I went out and I jumped in my car and I hit the lights
A
Well I musta done one hundred and ten through Michigan county that night
D G D
It was out at the crossroads, down `round Willow bank
A D
Seen a Buick with Ohio plates behind the wheel was Frank
Well I chased him through them county roads
G D
Till a sign said "Canadian border five miles from here"
A D
I pulled over the side of the highway and watched his tail-lights disappear
G D
Me and Frankie laughin' and drinkin'
G D
Nothin' feels better than blood on blood
G D
Takin' turns dancin' with Maria as the band
A
Played "Night of the Johnstown Flood"
D G D
I catch him when he's strayin' teach him how to walk that line
A D D G D
Man turns his back on his family and he just ain't no good
The Stanley Brothers – Little Glass of Wine
D D7
Come little girl let's go get married
G D7
My love is so great, how can you slight me
I'll work for you both late and early
A7 D7
At my wedding my little wife you'll be
D D7
Oh Willie dear, let's both consider
G D7
We're both too young to be married now
When we're married, we're bound together
A7 D7
Let's stay single just one more year
D D7
He went to the bar where she was dancing
G D7
A jealous thought came to his mind
I'll kill that girl, my own true lover
A7 D7
Before I let another man beat my time
D D7
He went to the bar and called her to him
G D7
She said Willie dear, what you want with me
Come and drink wine with the one that loves you
A7 D7
More than anyone else you know, said he
D D7
While they were at the bar a-drinking
G D7
That same old thought came to his mind
He'd kill that girl, his own true lover
A7 D7
He gave her poison in a glass of wine
D D7
She laid her head over on his shoulder
G D7
Said Willie dear, please take me home
That glass of wine that I've just drinken
A7 D7
Has gone to my head and got me drunk
D D7
He laid his head over on the pillow
G D7
Let me read you the law let me tell you my mind
Molly dear, I'm sorry to tell you
A7 D7
We both drank poison in a glass of wine
D D7
They folded their arms around each other
G D7
They cast their eyes unto the sky
Oh God, oh God, Ain't this a pity
A7 D7
That the both true lovers are bound to die
Stevens, Sufjan - John Wayne Gacy Jr.
Dm Cadd9 Am F (repeat)
His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
Twenty-seven people, even more
They were boys, with their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took of all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss
On the mouth
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floorboards
For the secrets I have hid
Talking Heads – Psycho Killer
A (G)
I can't seem to face up to the facts
I'm tense and nervous and I can't relax
I can't sleep cause my bed's on fire
Don't touch me I'm a real live wire
CHORUS
F G
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est
Am
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better
F G C
Run run run run run run run away
F G
Psycho killer, qu'est-ce que c'est
Am
Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa better
F G C
Run run run run run run run away
F G
Oh______ ayayayay
A (G)
I passed out hours ago
I'm sadder than you'll ever know
I close my eyes on this sunny day
Say something once, why say it again
CHORUS
Bm C
Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir la
Bm C
Ce que j'ai fais, ce soir la
jA
Realisant, mon espoir
G
Je me lance, vers la goire
A G
Okay_________
A G
Ayayayayayayayay
A G
We are vain and we are blind
A G
I hate people when they're not polite
CHORUS
A (G)
You start a conversation, you can't even finish it
You're talking a lot, but you're not saying anything
When I have nothing to say, my lips are sealed
Say something once, why say it again
Tawney, Cyril – Sally Free and Easy
D Am D Am D Sally free and easy, that should be your name D Am D Am D Sally free and easy , that should be your name G D took a sailors loving C D for a nursery game D Am D Am D oh the heart that she gave was not made of stone D Am D Am D oh the love that she gave was not made of stone G D no it was sweet and hollow G D like a honeycomb A Em A Em A Sally free and easy, that should be your name A Em A Em A Sally free and easy , that should be your name D A took a sailors loving G A for a nursery game A Em A Em A think I'll go down easy, see the end signs down A Em A Em A think I'll go down easy, see the end signs down D A then I'll take the causeway G A to my burying ground A Em A Em A Sally free and easy, that should be your name A Em A Em A Sally free and easy, that should be your name D A when my body's landed G A
hope you die of shame
Traditional
- Banks Of The Ohio
G D7
I asked my love to go with me,
G
Just to walk a little way.
G C
And as we walked, 'twas then we talked
G D7 G
Of our approaching wedding day.
Refrin:
G D7
Then only say that you'll be mine
G
And in no other arms entwine.
G C
Down beside, where the waters flow
G D7 G
Down by the banks of the Ohio.
G D7
I held a knife against her breast
G
As gently in my arms she pressed,
G C
Crying "Willie, Oh Willie! Don't murder me
G D7 G
For I'm unprepared for eternity!"
Refrain
G D7
I took her by her lily white hand
G
And led her down where the waters stand;
G C
I picked her up and pitched her in
G D7 G
And watched her as she floated down.
Refrain
G D7
I started home 'twixt twelve and one
G
Cryin' "Oh my God! What have I done?
C
I've murdered the only woman I love
G D7 G
Because she would not be my bride.
Traditional - Black Waterside
D
One morning fair, I took the air,
C G D
down about black waterside,
D G D G D
when in gazing out, all around me,
C G D
the Irish lad I spied
D
All through the far part, of the night,
C G D
we lay, in sport and play,
G D G D
till this young man arose, and gathered his clothes
C G D
saying fair thee well today
D
that's not the promise, that you gave to me,
C G D
when first you lay on my breast,
G D G D
you could make me believe, with your lying tongue
C G D
that the sun, rose in the west
D
now go home to your fathers garden
C G D
go home and eat your fill
G D G D
and think on your own, of the misfortune,
C G D
you brought with your wanton
will
Traditional – Barbara Allen
G
Was in the merry month of May
Em D
When flowers were a bloomin',
C G
Sweet William on his death-bed lay
C D7 G
For the love of Barbara Allen.
G
Slowly, slowly she got up,
Em D
And slowly she went nigh him,
C G
And all she said when she got there,
C D7 G
"Young man, I think you're dying."
G
"O yes, I'm sick and very low,
Em D
And death is on me dwellin',
C G
No better shall I ever be
C D7 G
If I don't get Barbara Allen."
G
"Don't you remember the other day
Em D
When you were in the tavern,
C G
I toasted all the ladies there
C D7 G
And slighted Barbara Allen?"
G
"O yes, I remember the other day
Em D
When we were in the Tavern,
C G
I toasted all the ladies there,
C D7 G
Gave my love to Barbara Allen."
G
He turned his pale face to the wall,
Em D
And death was on him dwellin'.
C G
"Adieu, Adieu, my kind friends all,
C D7 G
Be kind to Barbara Allen."
G
As she was walkin' through the fields,
Em D
She heard the death bells knelling,
C G
And every toll they seemed to say,
C D7 G
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen."
G
She looked east, she looked west,
Em D
She saw his corpse a-comin'.
C G
"Lay down, lay down the corpse," she said,
C D7 G
"And let me gaze upon him."
G
"O mother, mother, make my bed,
Em D
O make it long and narrow,
C G
Sweet William died for me today,
C D7 G
I'll die for him tomorrow."
G
Sweet William died on a Saturday night,
Em D
And Barbara died on Sunday,
C G
Her mother died for the love of both,
C D7 G
And was buried Easter Monday.
G
They buried Willie in the old church yard,
Em D
And Barbara there anigh him,
C G
And out of his grave grew a red, red rose,
C D7 G
And out of hers, a briar.
G
They grew and grew in the old churchyard,
Em D
Till they couldn't grow no higher,
C G
They lapped and tied in a true love's knot.
C D7 G
The rose ran around the briar.
Traditional - The Cat Came Back
Em D C B7
Old Mr. Johnson, he had troubles all his own,
Em D C B7
He had an old yeller tomcat who wouldn't leave his home.
Em D C B7
He tried and he tried to give that cat away,
Em D C B7
He gave it to a man who was going far away.
<chorus>:
Em D C B7
But the cat came back the very next day,
Em D C B7
The cat came back, they thought he was a goner,
Em D C B7 Em D C B7
But the cat came back, he just wouldn't stay away, away, away, away,
Em D C B7 Em D C B7
No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no.
Em D C B7
Well the man around the corner hated that cat with all his might,
Em D C B7
He loaded up his shotgun with nails and dynamite.
Em D C B7
He waited and he waited for that cat to come around,
Em D C B7
Ninety-seven pieces of that man were all they found.
<chorus>
Em D C B7
Well they gave a kid a quarter to let that cat drown.
Em D C B7
He rowed him out to the river, there was water all around.
Em D C B7
He tied a rope around his neck, it must have weighed a pound.
Em D C B7
Now they're draggin' that old river for the little boy that drowned.
<chorus>
Em D C B7
They gave it to the butcher to kill today.
Em D C B7
He put it through the meat grinder and ground away.
Em D C B7
The cat disappeared with a blood-curdling shriek!
Em D C B7
And the meat tasted foul for almost a week.
<chorus>
Em D C B7
Now the atom bomb fell today.
Em D C B7
The H-bomb fell in the very same way.
Em D C B7
England went, France went, then the good ol' U. S. A.
Em D C B7
Even (fill in) was blown away.
Traditional - The Cobbler
D A7 D
Oh me name is Dick Darby, I'm a cobbler
C
I served me time at the old camp
D G D
Some call me an old agitator
A7 D
But now I'm resolved to repent
D A7 D
With me intwing of an ingthing of an iday
C
With me intwing of an ingthing of an iday
D G D
With me roo boo boo roo boo boo randy
A7 D
And me lab stone keeps beating away
D A7 D
Now my father was hung for sheep stealing
C
Me mother was burned for a witch
D G D
My sister's a dandy housekeeper
A7 D
And I'm a mechanical switch CHORUS
D A7 D
Ah it's forty long years I have traveled
C
All by the contents of me pack
D G D
Me hammers, me awls, and me pincers
D A7 D
I carry them all on me back CHORUS
D A7 D
Oh my wife she is humpy, she's lumpy
C
My wife, she's the devil, she's cracked
D G D
And no matter what I may do with her
D A7 D
Her tongue it goes clickety clack CHORUS
D A7 D
It was early one fine summer's morning
C
A little before it 'twas day
D G D
I dipped her three times in the river
D A7 D
And carelessly bade her "Good day" CHORUS
Traditional - Frankie and Johnny
C
Frankie and Johnny were lovers
Lordy how they could love
F
Frankie was loyal to Johnny
True as all the stars above
C
He was her man
G C
But he was doing her wrong
C
Frankie went down to the
barroom
To pick up a bucket of beer
F
Frankie did ask the bartender
Has my lover Johnny been here?
G
C
He is my man, I think he's doing me wrong.
C
Ain't gonna tell you no
stories
Ain't gonna tell you no lies
F
I seen your lover Johnny
C
With a gal named Nellie Bly
G C
He's your man, I think he's doing you wrong
C
Frankie looked over the
transome
Found to her great surprise
F
There on the bed lay Johnny
C
making love to Nellie Bly
G C
He's her man, he's doing her wrong
C
Frankie drew back her kimono
Took out a big fourty-four
F
Root toot toot, that gal did
shoot
C
Right through that hardwood
floor
G C
She shot her man, cause he was doing her wrong
Version 2
C
Frankie and Johnny were lovers
Lordy how they could love
F
Frankie was loyal to Johnny
True as all the stars above
C
He was her man
G C
But he was doing her wrong
C
Frankie and Johnny went walking
Johnny had a brand new suit
F
Frankie paid a hundred dollars
C
Just to make her man look cute
G C
He was her man but he done her wrong
C
Johnny said, "I've got to leave you, But I won't be very long
F C
Don't you wait up for me, honey, Nor worry while I'm gone."
G C
He was her man but he done her wrong
C
Frankie went down to the corner, Stopped in to buy her some beer
F C
Says to the fat bartender, "Has my Johnny man been here?"
G C
He was her man but he done her wrong
C
Well, I ain't going to tell you no story, Ain't going to tell you no lie
F C
Johnny went by 'bout an hour ago, With a girl named Nellie Bly
G C
He is your man but he's doing you wrong
C
Frankie went home in a hurry, She didn't go there for fun
F C
She hurried home to get ahold, Of Johnny's shootin' gun
G C
He was her men but he's doing her wrong
C
Frankie took a cab, at the corner, Says, driver step on this cab
F C
She was just a desperate woman, Gettin' two-timed by her man
G C
He was her man but he's doin' her wrong
C
Frankie got out at south Clark Street, Looked in a window, so high
F C
Saw Johnny, man, a lovin' up, That high-brow Nellie Bly
G C
He was her man but he done her wrong
C
Johnny saw Frankie a-comin', Out the back door he did scoot
F C
But Frankie took aim with her pistol, And the gun went roota-toot-toot
G C
He was her man but he done her wrong
C
O, roll me over so easy, Roll me over so slow
F C
Roll me over easy boys, Cause my wounds they hurt me so
G C
I was her man but I done her wrong
C
Bring out your long black coffin, Bring out your funeral clothes
F C
Johnny's gone an' cashed his checks, To the graveyard, Johnny goes
G C
He was her man but he done her wrong
C
Drive out your rubber tired carriage, Drive out your rubber tired hack
F C
There's twelve men going to the graveyard, But eleven comin' back
G C
He was her man but he done her wrong
C
The sheriff arrested poor Frankie, He took her to jail the same day
F C
He locked her up in the dungeon cell, And he threw th key away
G C
He was her man but he done her wrong
Traditional - Ghost Riders in the Sky
Em G
An old cowpoke went riding out one hot and windy day,
Em G B7
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
Em
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
Am Em
A plowin through the ragged skies, and up the cloudy draw.
CHORUS:
Em G Em Am Em
Yip-i-ya-a, Yip-i-ya-o, Ghost riders in the sky.
Em G
Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel.
Em G B7
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel.
Em
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky.
Am Em
For as he saw the riders comin hard, he could hear their mournful cry.
Em G
Their face were gaunt, their eyes were blurred,
Their shirts all soaked with sweat,
Em G B7
They're riding hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught him yet.
Em
They've got to ride forevermore on the range up in the sky,
Am Em
On horses snorting fire and as they ride, I hear them cry.
Em G
And as the riders loped on by he heard one call his name,
Em G B7
If you want to save your soul from hell a ridin on the range,
Em
Then cowboy better change your ways or with us you will ride,
Am Em
Trying to catch the devil's herd across the endless skies.
Traditional – The Hangman
D Bm G D
Slack your rope hangman, slack it for a while
D A7
I think I father comin' ridin' many a mile
Bm F#m Bm F#m
Father have you brought me hope or have you paid my fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
Or have you come to see me hangin' from the gallows tree?
Bm F#m Bm F#m
I have not brought you hope, I have not paid your fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
Yes I have come to see you hangin' from the gallows tree.
D Bm G D
Slack your rope hangman, slack it for a while
D A7
I think I see mother comin' ridin' many a mile
Bm F#m Bm F#m
Mother have you brought me hope or have you paid my fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
Or have you come to see me hangin' from the gallows tree?
Bm F#m Bm F#m
I have not brought you hope, I have not paid your fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
Yes I have come to see you hangin' from the gallows tree.
D Bm G D
Slack your rope hangman, slack it for a while
D A7
I think I see my true love comin' ridin' many a mile
Bm F#m
True love have you brought me hope
Bm F#m
or have you paid my fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
Or have you come to see me hangin' from the gallows tree?
Bm F#m Bm F#m
I have not brought you hope, I have not paid your fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
Yes I have come to see you hangin' from the gallows tree.
D Bm G D
Slack your rope hangman, slack it for a while
D A7
I think I see brother comin' ridin' many a mile
Bm F#m Bm F#m
Brother have you brought me hope or have you paid my fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
Or have you come to see me hangin' from the gallows tree?
Bm F#m Bm F#m
I have not brought you hope, I have not paid your fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
Yes I have come to see you hangin' from the gallows tree.
D Bm G D
Slack your rope hangman, slack it for a while
D A7
I think I see brother comin' ridin' many a mile
Bm F#m Bm F#m
Brother have you brought me hope or have you paid my fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
Or have you come to see me hangin' from the gallows tree?
Bm F#m Bm F#m
Yes I have brought you hope, Yes I have paid your fee
Bm F#m Em Bm G A7 D
For I have not come to see you hangin' from the gallows tree.
Traditional (adapted by Ulysses Castellanos) – Hold My Hand, Sweet Jesus
D
Hold my hand sweet Jesus
A
Won’t you Lord, sweet Jesus
D
Hold the hand of this young servant
A
Won’t you Lord?
D
Hold my hand sweet Jesus
A
Won’t you Lord, oh Jesus
D
Do you see me
A
Knocking at your door
D
Ran over a little baby
A
On my fifty seven Chevy
D
Rusted color four –wheel- drive
A
Pick-up truck
D
I held up a 7 Eleven
A
In the spring of 87
D
And made a mess on the spread
A
Of Miss July
D
Hold my hand sweet Jesus
A
Won’t you Lord, sweet Jesus
D
Hold the hand of this young servant
A
Won’t you Lord?
D
Hold my hand sweet Jesus
A
Won’t you Lord, oh Jesus
D
Do you see me
A
Knocking at your door
D
I Robbed a sweet old lady
A
And I took her new Mercedy
D
I still got her she’s all
A
Tied up in the trunk
D
I cheated on my lady
A
With a tranny guy
Named Teddy
D
On the parking lot
A
Of Denny’s Restaurant
(Bridge)
D
I snorted coke
A
I shot the Pope
D
I dealt some dope
A
To ma friends
D
But now I hope
A
That I can cope
D
So I kissed the rope
A
And I sang
D
Hold my hand sweet Jesus
A
Won’t you Lord, sweet Jesus
D
Hold the hand of this young servant
A
Won’t you Lord?
D
Hold my hand sweet Jesus
A
Won’t you Lord, oh Jesus
D
Do you see me
A
Knocking at your door
Traditional (Odetta et al.) – John Henry
D
John Henry was a little baby,
A
Sittin' on his mama's knee,
D
Said: "The Big Bend Tunnel on the C & O road's
A D A D
Gonna be the death of me,
A D A D
Lord, Lord it's gonna be the death of me."
D
And John Henry was a little baby,
A
Sittin' on his papa's knee,
D
Hung onto a hammer, a little piece of steel, said
A D A D
"Hammer gonna be the death of me, lord lord
A D A D
Hammer gonna be the death of me."
D
John Henry had a little woman,
A
Her name was Mary Magdalene,
D
Every day she would sing for John Henry,
A D A D
Just to hear his hammer when it swing, oh Lord,
A D A D
Just to hear his hammer when it swing.
D
And now the Captain says to John Henry,
A
"I'm gonna bring that steam drill around,
D
I'm gonna bring that steam drill out on the job,
A D A D
I'm gonna *whop* the steel on down, Lord, Lord,
A D A D
I'm Gonna *whop* the steel on down."
D
John Henry said to his captain,
A
"I know a man ain't nothin but a man
D
And my before I let your steam drill beat me down, (I'll)
A D A D
die with my hammer in my hand oh Lord
A D A D
I'll die with my hammer in my hand."
D
John Henry said to his shaker,
A
"Shaker, why don't ya sing?
D
And now I'm throwin' 40 pounds from my hip on down,
A D A D
listen to the cool steel ring,
A D A D
Lord, Lord, listen to the cool steel ring."
D
John Henry said to his captain,
A
"And you all know what l see
D
Steam drill it broke, your hole it choke you,
A D A D
Can't' drill steel offa me,
A D A D
Lord, Lord, you can't' drill steel offa me."
D
John Henry working on the mountain,
A
Hammer was striking fire,
D
But he worked so hard, it broke his poor heart,
A D A D
He lay down his hammer and he died,
A D A D
oh Lord, he lay down his hammer and he died.
D
"And how's my man gonna shoe my pretty little feet,
A
An' how's he gonna glove my hand,
D
This still only kiss on my red ruby lips,
I don't need no man,
A D A D
Lordy, Lord, after my steel lovin man,
A D A D
lord after my steel lovin man
Traditional - The Lily of the West
Am C G F throughout
When first I came to Louisville, Some pleasure there to find
A damsel there from Lexington Was pleasing to my mind
Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips
Like arrows pierced my breast.
The name she bore was Flora
The Lily of the West.
I courted lovely Flora
And to her I was so kind,
But she went to another man
It nearly wrecked my mind.
She robbed me of my freedom,
Deprived me of my rest
Betrayed was I by Flora,
The Lily of the West.
He met her in a shady grove,
This man of high degree
I saw him kiss my Flora
And it sure did things to me.
She told me he was just a friend,
But still I was depressed,
Betrayed was I by Flora,
The Lily of the West.
I stepped up to my rival,
With my dagger in my hand
I seized him by the collar,
it's not hard to understand,
That, blinded by my jealousy,
I pierced him in the breast.
Betrayed was I by Flora,
The Lily of the West.
The trial was held, I made my plea
But 'twas of no avail,
Now I await the hangman
In a stinkin' rotten jail.
But though I give my all away
And though my life is messed,
I love my faithless Flora,
The Lily of the West.
Traditional - Lord Randal
A5 A D E A
O where ha you been, Lord Randal, my son?
A5 A D E A
And where ha you been, my handsome young man?"
G/A Bm Bm
:"I ha been at the greenwood; mother, mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm wearied wi hunting, and fain wad lie down."
A5 A D E A
"An wha met ye there, Lord Randal, my son?
A5 A D E A
And wha met ye there, my handsome young man?"
G/A Bm Bm
O I met wi my true-love; mother, mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm wearied wi huntin, and fain wad lie down."
A5 A D E A
And what did she give you, Lord Randal, My son?
A5 A D E A
And wha did she give you, my handsome young man?"
G/A Bm Bm
"Eels fried in a pan; mother, mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm wearied wi huntin, and fein wad lie down."
A5 A D E A
"And what gat your leavins, Lord Randal my son?
A5 A D E A
And wha gat your leavins, my handsome young man?"
G/A Bm Bm
"My hawks and my hounds; mother, mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm wearied wi huntin, and fein wad lie down."
A5 A D E A
"And what becam of them, Lord Randal, my son?
A5 A D E A
And what becam of them, my handsome young man?"
G/A Bm Bm
"They stretched their legs out and died; mother mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm wearied wi huntin, and fain wad lie down."
A5 A D E A
"O I fear you are poisoned, Lord Randal, my son!
A5 A D E A
I fear you are poisoned, my handsome young man!"
G/A Bm Bm
"O yes, I am poisoned; mother, mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm sick at the heart, and fain wad lie down."
A5 A D E A
"What d'ye leave to your mother, Lord Randal, my son?
A5 A D E A
What d'ye leave to your mother, my handsome young man?"
G/A Bm Bm
"Four and twenty milk kye; mother, mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie down."
A5 A D E A
"What d'ye leave to your sister, Lord Randal, my son?
A5 A D E A
What d'ye leave to your sister, my handsome young man?"
G/A Bm Bm
"My gold and my silver; mother mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm sick at the heart, an I fain wad lie down."
A5 A D E A
"What d'ye leave to your brother, Lord Randal, my son?
A5 A D E A
What d'ye leave to your brother, my handsome young man?"
G/A Bm Bm
"My houses and my lands; mother, mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie down."
A5 A D E A
"What d'ye leave to your true-love, Lord Randal, my son?
A5 A D E A
What d'ye leave to your true-love, my handsome young man?"
G/A Bm Bm
"I leave her hell and fire; mother mak my bed soon,
G/A Bm Bm
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie down."
Traditional - The Knoxville Girl
E E7 A E
I met a little girl in Knoxville,a town we all know well
E F# B
And every sunday evening in her home I'd dwell
E E7 A E
We went to take an evening walk about a mile from town
E B E
I picked a stick up off the ground and I knocked that fair girl down
E E7 A E
She fell down on her bended knees for mercy she did cry
E F# B
"Oh Willy, dear, don't kill me yet I'm unprepared to die"
E E7 A E
She never spoke another word I only beat her more
E B E
Until the ground around me with her blood did flow
E E7 A E
I took her by her golden curls and I dragged her 'round and 'round
E F# B
Throwing her into the river that flows from Knoxville town
E E7 A E
Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl with your dark and roving eyes
E B E
Go down, go down, you Knoxville girl you can never be my bride
E E7 A E
I started back to Knoxville got there about midnight
E F# B
My mother, she was worried she woke up in a fright
E E7 A E
Saying, "Dear son, what have you done to bloody up your clothes?"
E B E
I told my anxious mother that I was bleading in my nose
E E7 A E
I called for me a candle and I called for me a bed
E F# B
And I called for me a handkerchief to bind my aching head
E E7 A E
I rolled and thrashed the whole night through all horrors I did see
E B E
The devil stood at the foot of my bed pointing his finger at me
E E7 A E
They carried me down to Knoxville and put me in a cell
E F# B
My friends all tried to get me out but none could grow my bail
E E7 A E
I'm here to waste my life away down in this dirty old jail
E B E
Because I murdered that Knoxville girl the girl I loved so well
Traditional - Little Sadie
Dm F Dm Went down last night to take a look around C Am Met little Sadie and I blew her down, went right home, went to bed A7 Dm Forty-four colt smokin' under my head
Dm F Dm
And I began to think what a deed I'd done
C Am
Grabbed my hat and away I run, made a good run, but a little too slow
A7 Dm
They overtook me in Jericho
Dm F Dm
I'm standin' on the corner ringin' the bell
C Am
Along came the sheriff from Thomasville
Am
Says "Young man, your name's Brown,
A7 Dm
Remember the night you blew Sadie down?"
Dm F Dm
Oh, yes sir, my name is Lee,
C Am
I murdered little Sadie in the first degree
Am
First degree and the second degree
A7 Dm
Got any papers won't you read 'em to me.
Dm F Dm
They took me downtown all dressed in black
C Am
Put me on the train and sent me back
Am A7 Dm
Sent me back to the county jail, I had nobody to go for my bail
Dm F Dm
The judge and the jury they took the stand
C Am
The judge hold the paper in his right hand
Am
Forty-one days, forty-one nights,
A7 Dm
Forty-one years to wear the ball and stripes.
Traditional - Poor Little Omie Wise
Intro: A#m
G# A#m
Come listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies, how John Lewis did murder a
Fm A#m
little Omie Wise,
G# A#m
He asked her to meet him at Adams's spring, said he'd bring her money and
F A#m
other fine things,
G# A#m A# F
So fool-like she met him at Adams's spring, no money he brought her nor other
A#m
fine things
A#m A# A#m G# A#m
John Lewis, John Lewis, won't you tell me your mind, do you intend to
F A#m
marry me or leave me behind?
G# A#m
Little Omie, Little Omie, I will tell you my mind, my plan is to drown you
Fm A#m
and leave you behind,
G# A#m
Have mercy on my baby and spare me my life, I'll go home as a beggar and
Fm A#m
never be your wife
A#m G# A#m
He hugged her and he kissed her and turned her around and threw her
Fm A#m
in deep water where he knew that she would drown,
G# A#m
It was on one Thursday morning the rain came pouring down and they searched
F A#m
for Omie's body but it nowhere could be found,
G# A#m
Two boys went a fishin' one fine summer day and they saw little Omie's body
Fm A#m
go floating away
A#m G# A#m
They called for John Lewis to come to that place so he could see her
Fm A#m
body and they could see his face,
G# A#m
Though he made no confession they threw him in jail, no friend nor relation
F A#mwould go on his bail
Traditional - Pretty Polly
G
well Polly pretty Polly would you take me in kind (2x)
D G
Let me sit down beside you and give you my mind
G
My mind is to marry and never to part (2x)
D G
The first time I saw you it wounded my heart
G
Well Polly pretty Polly come and go along with me (2x)
D G
Before we get married some pleasure to see
G
So he led her over mountains and valleys so deep( 2x)
D G
Polly mistrusted and then began to weep
G
Saying Willy little Willy l'm afraid of your ways{ 2x}
D G
The way you've been rambling you'll lead me astray
G
Now Polly pretty Polly you're guess is about right( 2x)
D G
I dug on your grave the best part of last night
G
He led her a little farther and what did she spy( 2x)
D G
But a newly dug grave with a spade laying by
G
Then she knelt down before him and pleaded for her life( 2x)
D G
Then make me be a single girl if I can't be your wife
G
Oh Polly pretty Polly that never can be (2x)
D G
Your past reputation mean trouble for me
G
Then he opened up her bosom as white as the snow( 2x)
D G
He stabbed her to the heart and the blood did overflow
G
He went down to the jail house nd what did he say(2x)
D G
l've killed pretty Polly and tried to get away
Traditional – Rain and Snow
Dm Well, I married me a wife G She gave me trouble all my life Dm G Ran me out in the cold rain and snow Dm Rain and snow Dm G Ran me out in the cold rain and snow
Dm G
She came down the stairs holding back her long yellow hair
Dm G
And her cheeks were as red as a rose
Dm
As a rose
Dm G
And her cheeks were as red as a rose
Dm G
Well I’ve done all that I can do to try to get along with you
Dm G
And I ain’t gonna be treated this old way
Dm
This old way
Dm G
Now I ain’t gonna be treated this old way
Dm G
Well she came in to the room where she met her final doom
Dm G
And I ain’t gonna be treated this old way
Dm
This old way
Dm G
Now I ain’t gonna be treated this old way
She left me out in the cold rain and snow
Traditional - Seven Gypsies A G Seven gypsies stood in a row A G A and they sang so sweetly through the air G A G A they sang so sweet so very sweet G D G A that the stole the heart of a lady fair A G She stood in her castle tall A G A enquiring for those gypsies all G A G A a jealous thought came in to her mind G D G A she would go with the dark eyed gypsies oh A G when her young lord came home that night A G A enquiring for his lady oh G A G A I'm afraid, I'm afraid, said the young kitchen maid G D G A she has gone with the dark eyed gypsies oh A G he rode east and he rode west A G A till he came to a farmers door G A G A farmer, farmer tell me the truth G D G A have you seen the dark eyed gypsies oh A G ride on ride on the farmer cried A G A down in yonder valley oh G A G A it is there you'll find your own true love G D G A in the arms of the dark eyed gypsies oh A G would you give up your house and land A G A would you give up your little son G A G A would you give up your own true love G D G A just to lie with the dark eyed gypsies oh A G oh I'll give up my house and land A G A I'll give up my little son G A G A I'll eat of the grass and drink of the dew G D G A and I'll lie with the dark eyed gypsies oh
Traditional – Run on (Sooner or later God'll Cut You Down)
E
You can run on for a long time,
D E
Run on for a long time,
Run on for a long time,
E A D E
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
A D E
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
Go and tell that long tongue liar,
Go and tell that midnight rider,
Tell the rambiler, the gambler, the back biter,
E A D E
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
E
Well my goodness gracious,
E
Let me tell you the news.
E
My heads been wet with the midnight dew.
E
I've been down on bended knee,
E
Talkin to the man from Galiee.
E
He spoke to me in a voice so sweet,
E
I thought I heard the shuffle of angels feet.
E
He called my name and my heart stood still,
E
When He said "John go do my will"
E
Go and tell that long tongue liar,
E
Go and tell that midnight rider,
E
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter,
E A D E
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
E
You can run on for a long time,
D E
Run on for a long time,
E
Run on for a long time,
E A D E
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
E A D E
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
E
You can throw your rock, hide your hand,
E
Workin in the dark against your fellow man.
E
But as sure as God made black and white,
E
What's done in the dark,
D E
Will be brought to the light.
E
You can run on for a long time,
D
Run on for a long time,
E
You can run on for a long time,
E A D E
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
E A D E
Sooner, or later, God'll cut you down.
E
Go and tell that long tongue liar,
E
Go and tell that midnight rider,
E
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter,
E A D E
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down.
Traditional - The Wagoner's Lad
G C G
Oh hard is the fortune for all womankind
D G D
They're always controlled, they're always confined
D G D
Controlled by their parents until they are brides
C G
Then slaves to their husbands for the rest of their lives
G C G
Iii've been a poor girl, my fortune is sad
D G D
I've always been courted by the Wagoner's Lad
D G D
He's courted me daily, by night and by day
C G
And now he is loaded and going away
G C G
"Your parents don't like me because I am poor
D G D
They say I'm not worthy of entering your door
D G D
I work for my living, my money's my own
C G
And if they don't like me, they can leave me alone"
G C G
"Your horses are hungry, go feed them some hay
D G D
Come sit down beside me as long as you stay"
D G D
"My horses ain't hungry, they won't eat your hay
C G
So fare thee well darling I'll be on my way"
G C G
"Yoour wagon needs greazing, your whip is to mend
D G D
Come sit down beside me as long as you can."
D G D
"My wagon is greazy, my whip's in my hand.
C G
So fare thee well, darlin, no longer to stand."
G C G
Oh hard is the fortune for all womankind
D G D
They're always controlled, they're always confined
D G D
Controlled by their parents until they are brides
C G
Then slaves to their husbands for the rest of their livess
Van
Zandt, Townes
- Pancho And Lefty
C G7
Livin' on the road my friend is gonna keep you free and clean
F C G7
Now you wear your skin like iron, your breath's hard as kerosene
F C F
You weren't your momma's only boy, but her favorite one it seems
C Dm F Am
Began to cry when you said, "good-bye", sank into your dreams.
C G7
Poncho was a bandit boys, his horse was fast as polished steel
F C G7
He wore his gun outside his pants for all the honest world to feel
F C F
Poncho met his match, ya know, on the desert down in Mexico
C Dm F Am
No one heard his dyin' words, but that's the way it goes.
F C F
All the Federales say, they could'a had him any day
C Dm F Am
They only let him go so long, out of kindness I suppose.
C G7
Lefty he can't sing the blues, anymore like he used to
F C G7
The dust that Poncho bit down south, ended up in Lefty's mouth
F C F
The day they laid poor Poncho low, Lefty split for O-hio
C Dm F Am
Where he got the bread to go, ain't nobody knows.
C G7
The poets tell how Poncho fell, Lefty's livin' in a cheap hotel
F C G7
The desert's quiet, Cleveland's cold and so the story ends, we're told
F C F
Poncho needs your prayers it's true, but save a few for Lefty too
C Dm F Am
He only did what he had to do but now he's growin' old.
F C F
All the Federales say, they could'a had him any day
C Dm F Am
They only let him go so long, out of kindness I suppose.
F C F
Yes a few old gray federales say, they could'a had him any day
C Dm F Am
They only let him go so wrong, out of kindness I suppose.
Vigneault, Gilles - Quand vous mourrez de nos amours
Intro: G, C, A9, D, C, D7
G G D7 G
Quand vous mourrez de nos amours
C D7 G
J'irai planter dans le jardin
C G D7
Fleur à fleurir de beau matin
B Em D G
Moitié métal moitié papier
G D7
Pour me blesser un peu le pied
G C A9 D
Mourez de mort très dou____ce
C D7 G ...C D7
Qu'une fleur pous___se
G G D7 G
Quand vous mourrez de nos amours
C D7 G
J'écrirai deux livres très beaux
C D7 G
Qui nous serviront de tombeaux
B Em D G
Et m'y coucherai à mon tour
G D7
Car je mourrai le même jour
G C A9 D
Mourez de mort très tendre
C D7 G ...C D7
À les attendre
G G D7 G
Quand vous mourrez de nos amours
C D7 G
J'irai me pendre avec la clef
C D7 G
Au crochet des bonheurs bâclés
B Em D G
Et les chemins par nous conquis
G D7
Nul ne saura jamais par qui
G C A9 D
Mourez de mort exquise
C D7 G ...C D7
Que je les dise
G G D7 G
Quand vous mourrez de nos amours
C D7 G
Si trop peu vous reste de moi
C D7 G
Ne vous demandez pas pourquoi
B Em D G
Dans les mensonges qui suivraient
G D7
Nous ne serions ni beaux ni vrais
G C A9 D
Mourez de mort très vive
C D7 G ...C D7
Que je vous suive
Violent Femmes - Country Death Song
Dm
I had me a wife, I had me some daughters.
Am
I tried so hard, I never knew still waters.
Dm
Nothing to eat and nothing to drink.
Dm
Nothing for a man to do but sit around and think.
Dm Am Dm
Nothing for a man to do but sit around and think.
Dm
Well, I'm a thinkin' and thinkin', till there's nothin' I ain't thunk.
Am
Breathing in the stink, till finally I stunk.
Dm
It was at that time, I swear I lost my mind.
Dm
I started making plans to kill my own kind.
Dm Am Dm
I started making plans to kill my own kind.
Dm
Come little daughter," I said to the youngest one,
Am
Put your coat on, we'll have some fun.
Dm
We'll go out to mountains, the one to explore.
Dm
Her face then lit up, I was standing by the door.
Dm Am Dm
Her face then lit up, I was standing by the door.
Dm
Come little daughter, I will carry the lanterns.
Am
We'll go out tonight, we'll go to the caverns.
Dm
We'll go out tonight, we'll go to the caves.
Dm
Kiss your mother goodnight and remember that God saves.
Dm Am Dm
Kiss your mother goodnight and remember that God saves.
Dm
A led her to a hole, a deep black well.
Am
I said "make a wish, make sure and not tell and
Dm
Close you're eyes dear, and count to seven.
Dm
You know your papa loves you, good children go to heaven.
Dm Am Dm
You know your papa loves you, good children go to heaven.
Dm
I gave her a push, I gave her a shove.
Am
I pushed with all my might, I pushed with all my love.
Dm
I through my child into a bottomless pit.
Dm
She was screaming as she fell, but I never heard her hit.
Dm Am Dm
She was screaming as she fell, but I never heard her hit.
Dm
Gather round boys to this tale that I tell.
Am
You wanna know how to take a short trip to hell?
Dm
It's guarenteed to get your own place in hell.
Dm
Just take your lovely daughter and push her in the well.
Dm Am Dm
Take your lovely daughter and throw her in the well.
Dm
Don't speak to me of lovers, with a broken heart.
Am
You wanna know what can really tear you apart?
Dm
I'm going out to the barn, will I never stop in pain?
Dm Am Dm
I'm going out to the barn, to hang myself in shame.
C G C
I got back in town a day before I'd planned to
G C
I smiled and said I'll sure surprise my wife
F C
I don't think I'll call,I'll just get on home
G C
I didn't know the cold hard facts of life
C G C
I passed a little wine store on the corner
G C
I pictured pink champagne by candle light
F C
Stopped the car right then,got out and hurried in
G C
My mind not on the cold hard facts of life
C G C
A stranger stood there laughing at the counter
G C
He said I'll have two bottles of your best
F C
Her husband's out of town and there's a party
G C
He winked as if to say you know the rest
C G C
I left the store two steps behind the stranger
G C
From there to my house,his car stayed in sight
F C
It wasn't till he turned,into my drive that I learned
G C
I was witnessing the cold hard facts of life
C G C
I drove around the block till I was dizzy
G C
Each time the noise came louder from within
F C
And then I saw our bottle there beside me
G C
I drank a fifth of courage and walked in
C G C
Man you should have seen their frantic faces
G C
As she screamed and cried please put away that knife
F C
I think I'll go to hell,or I'll rot here in this cell
G C
But who taught who the cold hard facts of life
Wainright III, Louden – The Man Who Couldn't Cry
D
C
There once was a man who just couldn't cry
G D
He hadn't cried for years and for years
C
Napalmed babies and the movie "Love Story"
G D
For instance could not produce tears
A G D
As a child he had cried as all children will
C D
Then at some point his tear ducts ran dry
C
He grew to be a man, it all hit the fan
G D
Things got bad, but he couldn't cry
C
His dog was run over, his wife up and left him
G D
And after that he got sacked from his job
C
Lost his arm in the war, was laughed at by a whore
G D
Ah, but sill not a sniffle or sob
A G D
His novel was refused, his movie was panned
C D
And his big Broadway show was a flop
C
He got sent off to jail; you guessed it, no bail
G D
Oh, but still not a dribble or drop
C
In jail he was beaten, bullied and buggered
G D
And made to make license plates
C
Water and bread was all he was fed
G D
But not once did a tear stain his face
A G D
Doctors were called in, scientists, too
C D
Theologians were last and practically least
C
They all agreed sure enough; this was sure no cream puff
G D
But in fact an insensitive beast
C
He was removed from jail and placed in a place
G D
For the insensitive and the insane
C
He played lots of chess and made lots of friends
G D
And he wept every time it would rain
A G D
Once it rained forty days and it rained forty nights
C D
And he cried and he cried and he cried and he cried
C
On the forty-first day, he passed away
G D
He just dehydrated and died
C
Well, he went up to heaven, located his dog
G D
Not only that, but he rejoined his arm
C
Down below, all the critics, they took it all back
G D
Cancer robbed the whore of her charm
A G D
His ex-wife died of stretch marks, his ex-employer went broke
C D
The theologians were finally found out
C
Right down to the ground, that old jail house burned down
G D
The earth suffered perpetual drought
Waits, Tom - Innocent When You Dream
F D Gm
The bats are in the belfry
C C F
The dew is on the moor
A A Dm
where are the arms that held me
Bb Bb F
and pledged her love before
Bb C F
and pledged her love before
Chorus:
F D Gm
It's such a sad old feeling
C C F
the fields are soft and green
F Dm Bb
it's memories that I'm stealing
F Bb F
but you're innocent when you dream
Bb F
when you dream,
F Bb F
you're innocent when you dream
Bb F
when you dream
F Bb F
you're innocent when you dream
F D Gm
I made a golden promise
C C F
that we would never part
A A Dm
I gave my love a locket
Bb Bb F
and then I broke her heart
Bb C F
and then I broke her heart
F D Gm
It's such a sad old feeling
C C F
the fields are soft and green
F Dm Bb
it's memories that I'm stealing
F Bb F
but you're innocent when you dream
Bb F
when you dream,
F Bb F
you're innocent when you dream
Bb F
when you dream
F Bb F
you're innocent when you dream
F D Gm
Running through the graveyard
C C F
and we laughed my friends and I
A A Dm
we swore we'd be together
Bb Bb F
until the day we died
Bb C F
until the day we died
F D Gm
It's such a sad old feeling
C C F
the fields are soft and green
F Dm Bb
it's memories that I'm stealing
F Bb F
but you're innocent when you dream
Bb F
when you dream,
F Bb F
you're innocent when you dream
Bb F
when you dream
F Bb F
you're innocent when you dream
Wells, Kitty – It Wasn’t God Who Made Honky Tonk Angels
A D
As I sit here tonight the jukebox playing
E A
A tune about the WILD SIDE OF LIFE
D
As I listen to the words you are saying
E A
It brings mem'ries when I was a trusting wife.
CHORUS:
D
It wasn't God who made honky tonk angels
E A
As you said in the words of your song
D
Too many times married men think they're still single
E A
That has caused many a good girl to go wrong.
A D
It's a shame that all the blame is on us women
E A
It's not true that only you men feel the same
D
From the start most every heart that's ever broken
E A
Was because there always was a man to blame.
CHORUS:
D
It wasn't God who made honky tonk angels
E A
As you said in the words of your song
D
Too many times married men think they're still single
E A
That has caused many a good girl to go wrong.
Waters, Muddy – Hoochie Coochie Man
A
Gypsy woman told my momma, before I was born
You got a boy-child comin', gonna be a son-of-a-gun
Gonna make these pretty women, jump and shout
And the world will only know, a-what it's all about
D
Y'know I'm him
A7
Everybody knows I'm him
E9 D7
You know the hoochie-coochie man
A7 E7
Everybody knows I'm him
A
I got a black cat bone, I got a mojo too
I got John the Conqueror, I'm gonna mess with you
I'm gonna make you, pretty girl, lead me by the hand
Then the world will know, the Hoochie-Coochie Man
A
On the seventh hour, of the seventh day,
on the seventh month, the seventh doctor said:
"He's born for good luck, and I know you see;
Got seven hundred dollars, and don't you mess with me
D
Y'know I'm him
A7
Everybody knows I'm him
E9 D7
You know the hoochie-coochie man
A7 E7
Everybody knows I'm him
A
Gypsy woman told my momma
Said "Ooh, what a boy,
he gonna make so many women,
jump and shout for joy"
D
Y'know I'm him
A7
Everybody knows I'm him
E9 D7
You know the hoochie-coochie man
A7 E7
Everybody knows I'm him
A
Gypsy woman told my momma, before I was born
You got a boy-child comin', gonna be a son-of-a-gun
Gonna make these pretty women, jump and shout
And the world will only know, a-what it's all about
D
Y'know I'm him
A7
Everybody knows I'm him
E9 D7
You know the hoochie-coochie man
A7 E7
Everybody knows I'm him
Dm (Am)
Caleb Meyer he lived alone
C (G)
In them hollering pines
G (D)
And he made a little whiskey for himself
Dm (Am)
Said it helped to pass the time
Dm (Am)
Long one evening in back of my house
C (G)
Caleb come around
G (D)
And he called my name till I went out
Dm (Am)
With no one else around
CHORUS:
Dm (Am)
Caleb Meyer your ghost is gonna
C (G)
Wear them rattling chains
G (D)
But when I go to sleep at night
Dm (Am)
Don't you call my name
Dm (Am)
"Where's your husband Nellie Cane
C (G)
Where's your darling gone?
G(D)
Did he go on down the mountainside
Dm (Am)
And leave you all alone?"
Dm (Am)
"Yes my husband's gone to Bowling Green
C (G)
To do some business there."
G(D)
Then Caleb threw that bottle down
Dm (Am)
And grabbed me by my hair
(CHORUS)
Dm (Am)
He threw me in the needle bed
C (G)
Across my dress he lay
G (D)
Then he pinned my hands above my head
Dm (Am)
And I commenced to pray
Dm (Am)
I cried my God I am your child
C (G)
Send your angels down
G (D)
Then feeling with my finger tips
Dm (Am)
The bottle neck I found
Dm (Am)
I drew that glass across his neck
C (G)
Fine as any blade
G (D)
Then I felt his blood pour fast and hot
Dm (Am)
Around me where I laid
(CHORUS)