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G (4)
The other night dear as I lay sleeping
C (2) G (2)
I dreamed I held you in my arms
C (2) G (2)
But when I woke dear I was mistaken
G D G (2)
And I hung my head and I cried
Chorus:G (4)
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
C (2) G (2)
You make me happy when skies are gray
C (2) G (2)
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
G D G (2)
Please don't take my sunshine away
G (4)
I'll always love you and make you happy
C (2) G (2)
If you will only say the same
C (2) G (2)
But if you leave me and love another
G D G (2)
You'll regret it all some day
Chorus
G (4)
You told me once dear you really loved me
C (2) G (2)
And no one could come between
C (2) G (2)
But now you've left me to love another
G D G (2)
You have shattered all of my dreams
Chorus
G (4)
In all my dreams you seem to leave me
C (2) G (2)
When I awake my poor heart pains
C (2) G (2)
So won't you come back and make me happy
G D G (2)
I'll forgive dear I'll take all the blame
Chorus
Wabash Cannonball
A D
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore
E A
She climbs the flowery mountains, over hills and by the shore
D
Although she's mighty tall and handsome and she's known quite well by all
E A
She's a modern combination, the Wabash Cannonball.
Chorus:
A D
Oh, listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
E A
As she glides along the woodland, over hills and by the shore
D
She climbs the flowery mountains, hear the merry hobo squall
E A
As she glides along the woodland, the Wabash Cannonball.
Chorus
Chorus
Instrumental:
G C G Em
D C G C/G G
G C G Em
D C G C/G G
C D Dsus4 D
Now, my name is on the line
Gmaj7 C
How could people get so unkind.
Dadd2add4
I come down from the misty mountain
I got lost on the human highway
Take my head refreshing fountain
Take my eyes from what they've seen.
Take my head and change my mind
How could people get so unkind.
Dadd2add4 G C/G G
Sitting On Top Of The World
D D7
'Twas in the Spring one sunny day,
G D
My sweetheart left me. Lord, she went away,
D A7
And now she's gone, and I don't worry,
D A D
A- Lord I'm sittin' on top of the world.
And don't you come here running, holding out your hand
I'm gonna get me a woman, like you got your man.
And now she's gone, and I don't worry,
A- Lord I'm sittin' on top of the world.
A A7 D
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
A A7 E
Shine on the one that's gone and proved untrue
A A7 D
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
A E A
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
2nd Verse
A D
I said blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
A E
shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
A D
I said blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
A E A
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
Bridge
D
Well it was on one moonlight night
A
Stars shining bright
D
Whisper on high
A E
Love said goodbye
A D
Blue moon of Kentucky keep on shining
A E A
Shine on the one that's gone and left me blue
Bridge
Tumblin’ Tumbleweeds
F F7
See them tumbling down,
E E7
Pledging their love to the ground,
F C C#dim
Lonely but free I'll be found
G7 C C+
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
F
Cares of the past are behind,
E E7
Nowhere to go but I'll find
F C C#dim
Just where the trail will wind,
G7 C C+
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.F7
Fm6 G7 C Am6# B7 Em E7
I know when night has gone that a new world's born at dawn,
F F7
I'll keep rolling along,
E E7
Deep in my heart is a song,
F C C#dim
Here on the range I belong,
G7 C C7 C+
Drifting along with the tumbling tumbleweeds.
C F C
I'm a roaming cowboy, riding all day long
G7 C
Tumbleweeds around me sing their lonely song.
F C Cm6 A7
Nights underneath a prairie moon,
D7 G
I ride alone and sing a tune
CHORUS
MY LITTLE LADY - Jimmie Rodgers
Key of D(2nd fret capo)
[Verse 1]
D A D
I betcha' goin' fishin' all o' the time, Baby goin' fishin' too
D E7 A
Bet your life, your sweet wife, catch more fish than you.
[Chorus 1]
D D7
Many fish bites if you got good bait
G D
Here's a little tip that I would like to relate
D
Many fish bites if you got good bait ,
[Verse 2]
D
I went on down to my favorite fishin' hole
A D
Baby, grab me a pole an' a line,
[Chorus 1]
D D7
Many fish bites if you got good bait
G D
Here's a little tip that I would like to relate
D
Many fish bites if you got good bait ,
[Chorus 2]
D D7
Pulled a great big fish out the bottom of the pond
G D
Now he’s laughing drunk, ‘cause he was real gone
D
Many fish bites if you got good bait ,
[Verse 4]
D
Put him in the pot, baby put him in the pan
A D
Honey cook him till he nice an' brown
[Chorus 1]
D D7
Many fish bites if you got good bait
G D
Here's a little tip that I would like to relate
D
Many fish bites if you got good bait ,
[Verse 1]
D A D
I betcha' goin' fishin' all o' the time, Baby goin' fishin' too
D E7 A
Bet your life, your sweet wife, catch more fish than you.
[Chorus 1]
D D7
Many fish bites if you got good bait
G D
Oh, Here's a little tip that I would like to relate
D
Many fish bites if you got good bait ,
[Outro]
DDAD
Footprints in the Snow
G C
Some folks like the summer time when they can walk about
D7 G
Strolling through the meadow green it's pleasant there no doubt
C
But give me the winter time when snow is on the ground
D7 G
For I found her when the snow was on the ground
D7
I traced her little footprints in the snow
G
I found her little footprints in the snow
C
Bless that happy day when Nellie lost her way
D7 G
For I found her when the snow was on the ground
C
I dropped in to see her there was a big round moon
D7 G
Her mother said she just stepped out but would be returning soon
C
I found her little footprints and traced them through the snow
D7 G
For I found her when the snow was on the ground
Repeat #2
C
Now she's up in heaven she’s with the angels band
D7 G
I know I'm going to meet her in that promised land
C
Every time the snow falls it brings back memories
D7 G
For I found her when the snow was on the ground
Repeat #2
Honky Tonk Blues
A
Well I left my home down on the rural route
solo
( piano )
G C G G DG
G C G G DG
CHORUS:
C G
The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
D G
When Hearts Like Ours Meet
C G
I Fell For You Like A Child
D G
Ohh, But The Fire Went Wild
CHORUS:
The Tennessee Waltz
C
C C7 F
I was dancin' with my darlin', to the Tennessee Waltz
C G7
When an old friend I happened to see
C
I introduced her to my loved one,
C7 F
And while they were dancin',
C G7 C
my friend stole my sweetheart from me.
E7 F C
I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz,
G7
now I know just how much I have lost
C C7 F
Yes, I lost my little darlin', the night they were playing,
C G7 C
the beautiful Tennessee Waltz.
C C7 F
I was dancin' with my darlin', to the Tennessee Waltz
C G7
When an old friend I happened to see
C
I introduced her to my loved one,
C7 F
And while they were dancin',
C G7 C
my friend stole my sweetheart from me.
E7 F C
I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz,
G7
now I know just how much I have lost
C C7 F
Yes, I lost my little darlin', the night they were playing,
C G7 C
the beautiful Tennessee Waltz.
G7 C
The beautiful Tennessee Waltz
You And My Old Guitar
C G7 C
I could never be lonely I could never be blue
F C D7 G7
As I go through life if only I'd have my guitar and you
C G7 C
Why should I ever worry why should I feel sad
F C D7 G7
We travel along in a hurry sharing the good and the bad
C G7 C
Whenever I'm up you're near me giving me happiness
F C D7 G7
And when I'm down you cheer me nothing is better than this
C F C G7
Here we go just we three oh how happy we will be
C F
I'll hook my ladder to a silver star
C G7 C
Climb with you and my old guitar
G7 C
Over the land we wander first here and there
F C D7 G7
But I never stop to ponder if the clouds are dark or fair
C G7 C
In a one horse town or city no matter where we are
F C D7 G7
I'm happy if I have with me you and my old guitar
C G7 C
We'll travel the roads together leading to lands afar
F C D7 G7 C
Singing in all kinds of weather and strumming my old guitar
Repeat #2
Dead Flowers
C G F C
Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know
Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company
Well, you know I could never be alone
Chorus:
G C
Take me down little Susie, take me down
G C
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
F C
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
F C
Send me dead flowers by the mail
F C
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
C G F C
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Verse 2:
Well when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away
Chorus:
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Final Chorus:
Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the U.S. Mail
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave
Gotta Get Drunk
D
Well, I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it,
G D
'cause I know just what I'm gonna do.
I start to spend my money, callin' everybody honey,
E A
and wind up singin' the blues.
G D
I've spent my whole paycheck on some old wreck,
A
and brother, I can name you a few.
D G
Well, I gotta get drunk and I sure do dread it,
D A D
'cause I know just what I'm gonna do.
D
2. I gotta get drunk, I can't stay sober,
G D
there's a lot of good people in town,
All You Fascists Bound to Lose
INTRO (verse chords)
G
I'm gonna tell all you fascists, and you may be surprised:
C G
The people in this world are getting organized.
D G
You're bound to lose, you fascists, bound to lose.
[Chorus]
C G
All you fascists bound to lose! (I said!)
C G
All you fascists bound to lose! (Yessir!)
C G
All you fascists bound to lose!
D G
You're bound to lose! You fascists, bound to lose!
[Verse 2]
G
There's people of every nation, marching side by side.
C G
Marching 'cross these fields where a million fascists died.
D G
You're bound to lose, you fascists, bound to lose.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
G
Race hatred cannot stop us. This one thing I know.
C G
Your poll tax and Jim Crow greed have got to go
D G
You're bound to lose, you fascists, bound to lose.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
G
I'm going into this battle. Take my union gun.
C G
We'll end this world of slavery before this battle's won.
D G
You're bound to lose, you fascists, bound to lose.
[Chorus x 2]
Nine Pound Hammer (in A, capo 2)
G C
D G
SOLO
SOLO
SOLO
Folsom Prison Blues
Intro: / B7 - - - / - - - - / E - - - / - - - - / - - - - / - - - - /
E (8) E (8)
I hear the train a comin' I bet there's rich folks eatin',
It's rollin' 'round the bend, In a fancy dining car,
And I ain't seen the sunshine, They're probably drinkin' coffee,
Since, I don't know when, And smokin' big cigars,
A (4) A (4)
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison, But I know I had it comin',
E (4) E (4)
And time keeps draggin' on, I know I can't be free,
B7 (4) B7 (4)
But that train keeps a-rollin', But those people keep a-movin',
E (2) E (2)
On down to San Antone. And that's what tortures me.
/ B7 - - - / - - - - / E - - - / E (hold) /
Stay All Night Stay A Little Longer
G
You ought to see my Blue Eyed Sally
D7 G
She lives way down on Shinbone Alley
Repeat #2
Repeat #2
Grab your partner pat her on the head
D7 G
If she don't like biscuits feed her cornbread
Repeat #2
Clementine
C
In a cavern in a canyon
C G7 When the miner forty-niner,
Excavating for a mine Soon began to peak and pine,
C
Dwelt a miner forty niner Thought he oughter "jine" his daughter,
G7 C
And his darling Clementine Now he's with his clementine.
Repeat chorus
I Would Die 4 U
N.C
Gmaj9 F#m7 D/F# F#m7 D/F# Asus4
I'm not your lover U - I would die 4 u, yeah
I'm not your friend A
I am something that you'll never comprehend Darling if u want me 2
CHORUS
E7 A E
That'll be cash on the barrelhead son
B7 E
You can make your choice you're twenty one
E7 A E
No money down no credit plan
B7 E
No time to chase you cause I'm a busy man
E
Found a telephone number on a laundry slip
B7 E
I had a good hearted jailer with a six gun hip
CHORUS
Thirty days in the jailhouse four days on the road
B7 E
I was feeling mighty hungry my feet a heavy load
CHORUS