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Black Velvet Band


G D
In a neat little town they call Belfast apprenticed to trade I was
bound
G Em C D G
And many an hour of sweet happiness I spent in that neat
little town
G D
Till bad misfortune came over me and caused me to stray
from the land
G Em C D G
Far away from me friends and relations me
followed the Black Velvet Band


G
Her eyes they shown like the diamonds
D
You'd think she was queen
of the land
G Em
And her hair hung over her shoulder
C D G
Tied up
with a Black Velvet Band


G D
Well I went out strolling one evening not meaning to go very far
G
Em C D G
When I met with a fickle-some damsel she was plying her trade in a
bar
G D
When a watch she took from a cutomer and slipped it right into me
hand
G Em C D G
And the law it came and arrested me bad luck to your Black
Velvet Band


G D
This mornin' before judge and jury a trial I had to appear
G Em C D
G
And the judge he says "me young fellow" the case against you is quite
clear
G D
And seven long years is your sentence you're going to Van
Daemons Land
G Em C D G
Far away from your friends and relations and
follow the Black Velvet Band


G G
So come all ye jolly young fellows I'll have you take warnin' from
me
G Em C D G
Whenever you're into the liquor me lads beware of the pretty
colleen
G D
For they'll fill you with whiskey and porter till you are not
able to stand
G Em C D G
And the very next thing that you know me lads
you've landed in Van Daemon's Land



  COTTON-EYED JOE

    Way back yonder a long time ago

    Daddy had a man called cotton-eyed joe

    Blew into town on a travelin' show

    Nobody danced like the Cotton eyed Joe.

    CHORUS:

      Cotton-eyed Joe, Cotton-eyed Joe

      where did you come from?

      Where did you go?

      Where did you come from?

      Where did you go?

      Where did you come from cotton-eyed Joe?

   --------------------------------------------

      Mama's at the window

      Mama's at the door

      She can't see nothin' but the Cotton-eyed
Joe

      Daddy held the fiddle,

      I held the bow

      We beat the hell out of Cotton-eyed Joe

      (CHORUS)

       Made himself a fiddle,

       Made himself a bow

       Made a little tune called the
Cotton-Eyed Joe

       Hadn't oughta been

       for the Cotton-eyed Joe

       I'da been married some forty years
ago.

       (CHORUS)

    Whenever there's dance

    All the women want to go

    And they all want to dance with the Cotton-Eyed Joe

 

    Daddy won't say

    But I think he knows

    Whatever happened to the Cotton-eyed JOe !

    (CHORUS)

      Cotton-eyed JOe, Cotton-eyed Joe

      Where did you come from, where did you
go......


FAREWELL TO NOVA SCOTIA [G - D - C]

             
by Anne Murray

          The sun was
setting in the west

          The birds were
singing on every tree

          All nature seemed
inclined for a rest

          But still there
was no rest for me

 

          CHORUS:

          Farewell to Nova
Scotia,the seabound coast

          Let your
mountains dark and dreary be

          For when I am far
away on the briny ocean tossed

          Will you ever
heave a sigh and a wish for me

 

          REPEAT CHORUS

 

          I grieve to leave
my native land

          I grieve to leave
my comrades all

          And my parents
whom I held so dear

          And the bonny
bonny lass that I do adore

 

          REPEAT CHORUS

 

          The drums they do
beat and the wars do alarm

          The captains
call.we must obey

          So
farewell,farewell to Nova Scotia's charms

          For its early in
the morning and I an far far away

 

          REPEAT CHORUS

 

          I have three
brothers and that are at rest

          Their arms are
folded on their breasts

          But a poor simple
sailor just like me

          Must be tossed
and driven on the dark blue sea

 

          REPEAT CHORUS


You're Still The One.pro - Twain Shania  from Come On Over

Transcribed: Dirk Cushenbery (dirkcush@pdq.net) freeweb.pdq.net/dirkcush

 

(When I first saw you, I saw love.

And the first time you touched me, I felt love.

And after all this time, you're still the one I love.)

[F]Looks like we [am]made it

[Bb]Look how far [C]we've come my baby

[F]We mighta [am]took the long way

[Bb]We knew we'd get [C]there someday

Bridge:

[F]They said, "I bet [Bb]they'll never [C]make it"

[F]But just look at us[Bb] holding on

We're still together still [C]going strong

Chorus:

(You're still the one)

[F]You're still the one I [Bb]run to

[gm]The one that I be[C]long to

[F]You're the one I want[Bb] for [C]life

(You're still the one)

[F]You're still the one that[Bb]I love

[gm]The only one I [C]dream of

[F]You're still the one I [Bb]kiss good [C]night

[F]Ain't nothin' [am]better

[Bb]We beat the [C]odds together

[F]I'm glad we [am]didn't listen

[Bb]Look at what we [C]sould be missn'

(Bridge)

(Chorus)

(Chorus)

[F]I'm so glad we [am]made it

[Bb]Look how far [C]we've come my baby[F]


TIE ME KANGAROO DOWN, SPORT   Time: 2/2   Tenor:
C   Bass: C

 

INTRO (RECITE, TAP BEAT ON GUITAR):

*  
*            
*             
*

. . .  There's an old Australian stockman

*     
*            
*                   
*

Lying, dying  And he gets himself up onto one elbow

      
*                          
*                 
*          *

And he turns to his mates, who are gathered round him . . and he says

 

1                 
4          
5                 
1

Watch me wallaby's feed, mate, watch me wallaby's feed

1                  
4              
5                 
1

They're a dangerous breed, mate, so watch me wallaby's feed (All
together now)

 

CHORUS:

1              
4          
57             
1

Tie me kangaroo down sport, tie me kangaroo down

1              
4          
57             
1

Tie me kangaroo down sport, tie me kangaroo down (All together now)

 

Keep me cockatoo cool, Curl, keep me cockatoo cool

Don't go acting the fool, Curl, just keep me cockatoo cool

Take me koala back, Jack, take me Koala back

He lives somewhere out on the track, Mac, so take me koala back

Let me Abos go loose, Lew, let me Abos go loose

They're of no further use, Lew, so let me Abos go loose ...

(Modern: substitute "mongoose" for "Abos", less derogatory!)

Mind me platypus duck, Bill, mind me playtpus duck

Don't let him go running amuck, Bill, mind me platypus duck

Play your didgeridoo, Blue, play your didgeridoo

Keep playing 'til I shoot through, Blue, play your didgeridoo

Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred, Tan me hide when I'm dead

So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde

(SPOKEN) And that's it hanging on the shed

 

ENDING: LAST CHORUS, OMITTING THE "All together now", hold last note

 

NOTES:

- L1: 17 on first "wallaby", 2m7 on "mate"

- L2: 17 on "dangerous", 2m7 on "mate"

- C1,C3: 17 on first "kangaroo", 2m7 on "sport"

SYMBOLS:

- Asterisk (*) =  new measure, play same chord

- Period (.)   =  1/8 note rest at start of a measure

- Underline(_) =  sustain note into next measure

CHORDS (Number System):

- Example:     1   
2    3    4    5   
6    7

- Key of C:    C    D   
E    F    G    A   
B


 WORKING MAN by Rita McNeil

One of my favorite songs to play

-CPM-

Chords ( G, C, D, Dm)

Chorus

It's a working man I am,and I've been down under ground

An I swear to God-if I ever see the sun

Or for any length of time-I can hold it in my mind

I never again will go down under ground

At the age of sixteen years

Oh he quarrels with his peers

Who vowed-they'd never see another one

In the dark recess of the mine

Where you age before your time

And the coal dust lies heavy on your lungs

Repeat Chorus

At the age of sixty-four

Oh he'll greet you at the door

And he'll gently lead you by the arm

Through the dark recess of the mine

Oh he'll take you back in time

And he'll tell you of the hardships that were had

Repeat Chorus






I'S THE B'Y


I's the b'y that builds the boat,
and I's the b'y that sails her,
I's
the b'y that catches the fish,
And takes then home to 'lizer.


cho: Swing your partner, Sally Tibbo,
Swing your partner, Sally
Brown,
Fogo, Twillingate, Morton's Harbour,
All around the circle


Sods and rinds to cover your flake,
Cake and tea for supper,
Codfish in
the spring of the year,
Fried in maggoty butter!


I don't want your maggoty fish,
That's no good for winter.
I could buy
as good as that,
DOWN IN BONAVISTA


I took 'Lizer to a dance,
I'faith, but she could travel!
Every step
that she did take
Was up to her knees in gravel!


Susan White, she's out of sight,
Her petticoat needs a border,
Old Sam
Oliver in the dark
He kissed her in the corner!





THE BAND PLAYED WALTZING MATILDA
(Eric Bogle)


G C G Em
Now when i was a young man I carried me pack
G D G
And i
lived the free life of a rover
G C G Em
From the murry's green basin to
the dusty outback,
G D G
Well, I waltzed my matilda all over
D C
G
Then in 1915 my county said, "son,
D C G
it's time to stop ramling
theres work to be done
G C G Em
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me
a gun
G D G
and they sent me away to the war
G C G
And the band
played waltzing metilda
G C D
as the ship pulled away from the quay
C G
C
And midst all the cheers flag waving and tears
G D G
we sailed for
Gallipoli



And how well I remember that terrible day,
How our blood stained the
sand and the water
And of how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay
We
were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.
Johnny Turk, he was ready, he
primed himself well.
He showered us with bullets, and he rained us with
shells,
And in five minutes flat, he'd blown us all to hell,
Nearly blew
us back home to Australia.
(But) And the band played Waltzing Matilda,
As
we stopped to bury our slain,
We buried ours, the Turks buried
theirs,
Then we started all over again.


And those that were left, well we tried to survive
In that mad world of
blood, death and fire.
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
Though
around me the corpses piled higher.
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me ass
over head
And when I awoke in me hospital bed
And saw what it had done,
well I wished I was dead.
Never knew there were worse things than
dying.
For I'll go no more Waltzing Matilda,
All around the green bush far
and free
To hump tent and pegs, a man needs both legs,
No more waltzing
Matilda for me.


So they gathered the crippled, the wounded, and maimed,
And they shipped
us back home to Australia.
The legless, the armless, the blind and
insane,
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla.
And when our ship pulled into
Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And I thank
Christ there was no body waiting for me
To grieve, to mourn and to
pity.
But the Band played Waltzing Matilda
As they carried us down the
gangway,
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared,
Then they turned
all their faces away.


So now every April I sit on me porch
And I watch the parade pass before
me.
And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reviving old dreams
and past glory,
And the old men march slowly, all bone stiff and
sore
They're tired old heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people
ask "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question.
But
the band plays Waltzing Matilda,
And the old men still answer the
call,
But as year follows year, more old men disappear
Someday, no one
will march there at all.



Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda.
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda
with me?
And their ghosts may be heard as they march by the
billibong
Who'll come a-Waltzing Matilda with me?






The Wild Rover


G C
I've been a wild rover, for many's the year
G D G
I've spent all
me money on whiskey and beer
C
But now I'm returning with gold in great
store
G D G
And I never will play the wild rover no more


D D7
CHO: And it's no, nay, never (clap-clap-clap-clap)
G C
No, nay,
never, no more
G C
Will I play the wild rover
G D G
No, never, no
more


I went to an ale house, I used to frequent
And I told the landlady me
money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered my nay
Such a custom
as yours I can get any day


(chorus)


I brought from my pocket, ten souvereigns bright
And the landladys eyes
opened wide with delight
She said I have whiskeys and wines of the
best
And the words that I told you were only in jest


(chorus)


I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask that the
pardon their prodigal son
And if the caress me, as oft times before
I
never will play the wild rover no more


(chorus)



SONNY'S DREAM
Ron Hynes


C
Sonny lives on a farm,on a wide open space
C7 F C
Where you take
off your sneakers,and give up the race
G
And you lay down your head,by the
sweet river bed
F C G
But Sonny always remembers what it was his mama
said.

Sonny carries a load but he's barely a man
That ain't all that
you do,still he does what he can
And he watches the sea,from a room by the
stairs
And a wave keeps on rollin',they've done that for
years


(same as the verse)
Oh Sonny don't go away,I
am here all alone
And your daddy's a sailor who never comes home
And the
nights get so long,and the silence goes on
And I'm feeling so tired,I'm not
all that strong.....

And it's a hundred miles to town Sonnys never been
there
And he goes to the highway and stands there and stares
And the mail
comes at four And the mailman is old
Oh..but he still has his dreams,full of
silver and gold....

Sonnys dreams can't be real,they're just stories he's
read
They're just stars in his eyes,they're just dreams in his head
And
he's hungry inside for the wild world outside
And I know I can't hold him
Though I tried and I tried I tried........





CLOSING TIME (L. Cohen)
G /D /G D


G
Ah, we're drinking and we're dancing



and the band is really happening


Em
and the Johnny Walker wisdom running high,


Bm
And my very sweet companion,



she's the Angel of Compassion


Em
and she's rubbing half the world against her thigh.


C
And every drinker, every dancer



lifts a happy face to thank her


G B7 Em
and the fiddler fiddles something so sublime


D
all the women tear their blouses off



the men they dance on the polka dots


C
and it's partner found and it's partner lost



and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops


G
it's CLOSING TIME


C
Yeah, the women tear their blouses off



the men they dance on the polka dots


G B7
and it's partner found and it's partner lost


Em C
and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops


G D
it's CLOSING TIME



G
We're lonely, we're romantic



and the cider's laced with acid


Em
and the Holy Spirit's crying, "Where's the beef?"


Bm
And the moon is swimming naked



and the summer night is fragrant


Em
with a mighty expectation of relief


C
So we struggle and we stagger



down the snakes and up the ladder


G B7 Em
to the tower where the blessed hours chime


D
and I swear it happened just like this:



a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss


C
the Gates of Love they budged an inch



I can't say much has happened since


G
but CLOSING TIME


C
I swear it happned just like this:



a sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss


G B7
the Gates of Love they budged an inch


Em C
I can't say much has happened since



(can't say much has happned since, can't say much has happened since)


G D
but CLOSING TIME, CLOSING TIME



Em
I loved you for your beauty



but that doesn't make a fool of me


Bm
you were in it for your beauty too


Em
and I loved you for your body



there's a voice that sounds like God to me


A A7
declaring (declaring) declaring (declaring)


D
declaring that you're body's really you (really really really
really)


C
I loved you when our love was blessed



I love you now there's nothing left


G B7 Em
but sorrow and a sense of overtime


D
and I miss you since the place got wrecked



but I just don't care what happens next


C
looks like freedom but it feels like death



it's something in between, I guess


G
it's CLOSING TIME


C
Yeah. I miss you since the place got wrecked



by the winds of change and the weeds of sex


G B7
looks like freedom but it feels like death


Em C
it's something in between, I guess


G D
it's CLOSING TIME



G
Yeah, we're drinking and we're dancing



but there's nothing really happening


Em
The place is dead as Heaven on a Saturday night


Bm
And my very close companion



gets me fumbing gets me laughing


Em
she's a hundred but she's wearing something tight


C
And I lift my glass to the Awful Truth



which you can't reveal to the Ears of Youth


G B7 Em
except to say it isn't worth a dime


D
And the whole damn place goes crazy twice



and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ


C
but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights



we're busted in the blinding lights


G
of CLOSING TIME


C
The whole damn place goes crazy twice



and it's once for the Devil and it's once for Christ


G B7
but the Boss don't like these dizzy heights


Em C
we're busted in the blinding lights



(busted in the blinding lights)



busted in the blinding lights


G D
of CLOSING TIME, CLOSING TIME



G
Oh, the women tear their blouses off


D
and the men they dance on the polka dots, it's CLOSING TIME


G
And it's partner found, and it's partner lost



and it's hell to pay when the fiddler stops


D
it's CLOSING TIME


G
I swear it happned just like this:


D
A sigh, a cry, a hungry kiss, it's CLOSING TIME


G
The gates of love they budged an inch


D
I can't say much has happned since but CLOSING TIME


G
I loved you when our love was blessed


D
I love you now, there's nothing left but CLOSING TIME


G
And I missed you since our place gor wrecked


D
by the winds of change and the weeds of sex, it's CLOSING TIME


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