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Bad, Boy Leroy Brown* [D]Jim Croce

D7 G
Well the GSouth side of Chicago
Is the A7baddest part of town
And if you go B7down there you better Cjust beware
Of a D7man named Leroy GBrown
Now GLeroy more than trouble
You see he A7stand about six foot four
All the B7downtown ladies call him Ctreetop lover
All the D7men just call him Gsir

And he's Gbad bad Leroy Brown
The A7baddest man in the whole damned town
B7Badder than old King CKong
And D7meaner than a junkyard Gdog

Now GLeroy he a gambler
And he A7like his fancy clothes
And he B7like to wave his dia-C-mond rings
D7In front of everybody's Gnose
He got a Gcustom Continental
He got an A7Eldorado too
He got a B732 gun in his pocket for Cfun
He got D7a razor in his Gshoe

And he's Gbad bad Leroy Brown
The A7baddest man in the whole damned town
B7Badder than old King CKong
And D7meaner than a junkyard Gdog

Now GFriday 'bout a week ago
A7Leroy shootin' dice
And at the B7edge of the bar sat a Cgirl name Doris
And D7oo that girl looked Gnice
Well he Gcast his eyes upon her
And the A7trouble soon began
Cause B7Leroy Brown learned a Clesson 'bout messin'
With the D7wife of a jealous Gman

And he's Gbad bad Leroy Brown
The A7baddest man in the whole damned town
B7Badder than old King CKong
And D7meaner than a junkyard Gdog

Well the Gtwo men took to fighting
And when they A7pulled them from the floor
B7Leroy looked like a jigsaw Cpuzzle
With a D7couple of pieces Ggone

And he's Gbad bad Leroy Brown
The A7baddest man in the whole damned town
B7Badder than old King CKong
And D7meaner than a junkyard Gdog

Yeah,you were B7badder than old KingC Kong
And D7meaner than a junkyard Gdog

1 2 D7 1 2 3 G 1 A7 1 2 3 B7 3 C

Black Velvet Band [C]Traditional

Intro Dm G C C

Verse 1
In a C neat little town they call Belfast, apprenticed to F trade I was G bound,
C Many an hour sweet happiness
Have I Dm spent in that G neat little C town.
'Till a sad misfortune came o'er me, and caused me to F stray from the G land.
Far a-Cway from my friends and relations,
Be-Dmtrayed by the G black velvet C band.

Chorus
Her C eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the F queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung over her Am shoulder,
Tied Dm up with a G black velvet C band.

Verse 2
I C took a stroll down Broadway, meaning not F long for to G stay,
When C who should I meet but this pretty fair maid,
Come a Dm traipsing a-Glong the highCway.
She was both fair and handsome, her neck it was F just like a G swan's
And her C hair hung over her shoulder,
Tied Dm up with a G black velvet C band.

Chorus
Her C eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the F queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung over her Am shoulder,
Tied Dm up with a G black velvet C band.

Verse 3
I C took a stroll with this pretty fair maid, and a gentleman F passing us G by.
Well, I C knew she meant the doing of him,
By the Dm look in her G roguish black C eye.
A gold watch she took from his pocket, And placed it F right into my G hand,
And the C very first thing that I said was,
"Bad Dm ‘cess to the G black velvet C band".

Chorus
Her C eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the F queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung over her Am shoulder,
Tied Dm up with a G black velvet C band.

Verse 4
BeCfore the judge and the jury next morning I F had to a-Gppear.
The C judge he says to me, "Young fellow,
The Dm case against G you is quite C clear.
Seven long years is your sentence, to be spent far a F way from this G land,
Far a-Cway from your friends and relations,
Be-Dmtrayed by the G black velvet C band.

Chorus
Her C eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the F queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung over her Am shoulder,
Tied Dm up with a G black velvet C band.

C - Single Strum

1 2 3 Dm 1 2 3 G 3 C 1 2 F 2 Am

Brown Eyed Girl [G]Van Morrison

Intro + Kazoo
G C G D x2

Verse 1
G Hey, where did C we go? G Days when the D rains came
G Down in the C hollow G playin' a D new game
G Laughing and a-Crunning, hey hey
G Skipping and a-Djumping
G In the misty C morning fog with
G Our Dhearts a-thumping and C you
D My brown-eyed G girl Em
C You, my D brown-eyed girl G D7

Verse 2
G Whatever C happened G to Tuesday and D so slow
G Going down the C old mine with a... G transistor D radio
G Standing in the C sunlight laughing
G Hiding behind a D rainbow's wall
G Slipping and a-C sliding
G All along the D waterfall with C you
D My brown-eyed G girl Em
C You, my D brown-eyed girl G D7

Chorus
D Do you remember when... we used to G sing
Sha la-la C la la la la G la la la la te D da
G Sha la-la C la la la la G la la la la te D da
La te G da D

Verse 3
G So hard to C find my way... G now that I'm all D on my own
G I saw you just the C other day... G my... how D you have grown
G Cast my memory C back there, Lord
G Sometimes I'm D overcome thinking 'bout
G Making love in the C green grass
G Behind the D stadium with you C
D My brown-eyed G girl Em
C You, my D brown-eyed girl G D7

Chorus
D Do you remember when... we used to G sing
Sha la-la C la la la la G la la la-la te D da
G Sha la-la C la la la la G la la la-la te D da
G Sha la-la C la la la la G la la la-la te D da
G Sha la-la C la la la la G la la la-la te D da La te G da . . . .

D* G*

1 2 3 G 3 C 1 1 1 D 1 2 3 Em 1 2 D7

Dirty Old Town [☘️] [C]Ewan McColl

C C C

HUM I met my Clove... by the gas F works C croft
Dreamed a F dream... by the old caCnal
I F kissed my C girl... by the F factory Cwall

ALL
Dirty old Dmtown... dirty old Amtown

NC I met my Clove... by the gas F works C croft
Dreamed a F dream... by the old caCnal
I F kissed my C girl... by the F factory Cwall
Dirty old Dmtown... dirty old Amtown

Clouds are Cdri-i-ifting a-F-cross the C moon
Cats are Fpro-o-owling on their Cbeat
F Springs a Cgirl... from the F streets at Cnight
Dirty old Dmtown... dirty old Amtown

I heard a Csiren... coming F from the C docks
Saw a Ftrain... set the night on Cfire
I F smelled the C spring... on the F smokey Cwind
Dirty old Dmtown... dirty old Amtown

I'm gonna Cmake me... a F big sharp C axe
Shining Fsteel... tempered in a Cfire
I’ll F chop you Cdown... like an F old dead Ctree
Dirty old Dmtown... dirty old Amtown

NC I met my Clove... by the gas F works C croft
Dreamed a F dream... by the old caCnal
I F kissed my C girl... by the F factory Cwall
Dirty old Dmtown... dirty old Amtown
Dirty old Dmtown... dirty old Amtown

SLOWING
Dirty old Dmtown... dirty old Am*town

3 C 1 2 F 1 2 3 Dm 2 Am × × × × NC

Flight Of Earls [C]Paddy Reilly

C  G  C    G  C    F  C  G  C

CI can hear the Gbells of CDublin
in this lonely Gwaiting Croom
And the Fpaperboys are Csingin' in the Grain
Not too Clong befGore they Ctake us
to the airport and Gthe Cnoise
To Fget on board a Ctrans at-G-lantic Cplane
We've got Gnothin' left to stay for,
We had Fno more left to Csay
And there Fisn't any Cwork for us to Gdo
So fareCwell ye Gboys and Cgirls;
Another bloody GFlight of CEarls
Our best Fasset is Cour best Gexport, Ctoo....

F C G C

CIt's not murder, Gfear or Cfamine
that makes us Gleave this Ctime
We're not Fgoing to join Mc-C-Alpine's Fus-G-ileers
We've got Cbrains, and Gwe've got Cvisions;
we've got edu-G-cation, Ctoo!
But we Fjust can't throw a-C-way these Gprecious Cyears
So we Gwalk the streets of London,
And the Fstreets of Balti-C-more
And we Fmeet at night in Cseveral Boston Gbars
We're the Cleaders Gof the Cfuture
But we're far a-G-way from Chome
And we Fdream of you be-C-neath the GIrish Cstars

F C G C

AsC we look on El-G-lis Is-C-land,
and the Lady Gin the Cbay
And ManFhattan turns to Cface another GSunday
We just Cwonder Gwhat you're Cdoing
to bring us Gall back Chome
As Fwe look forward Cto a-G-nother CMonday
Because it's Gnot the work that scares us
We don't Fmind an honest Cjob
And we Fknow things will get Cbetter once a-G-gain
So a Cthousand Gtimes aCdieu, We've got Bono Gand CU2
All we're Fmissin' is the CGuinness, Gand the Crain

F C G C

CSo switch off your Gnew comCputers
cause the writing's Gon the Cwall
We're Fleaving as our Cfathers did be-G-fore
Take a Clook at GDublin Cairport,
or the boat that Gleaves North CWall
There'll be Fno Youth Unemp-C-loyment Gany Cmore
Because we're Gover here in Queensland,
And in Fparts of New South CWales
We're Fon the seas and Cairways and the Gtrains
But if Cwe see Gbetter Cdays,
Those big airplanes Ggo both Cways
And we'll Fall be comin' Cback to Gyou a-C-gain!FC

3 C 1 2 3 G 1 2 F

Folsom Prison Blues [G]Johnny Cash

Intro
G G G G

Verse 1
I G hear the train a comin’... it's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since... G7 I don't know when
I'm C stuck in Folsom prison... and time keeps draggin’ G on
But that D7 train keeps a rollin’... on down to San AnGton

Verse 2
When G I was just a baby... my mama told me son son
Always be a good boy... don't G7 ever play with guns
But I C shot a man in Reno... just to watch him G die
When I D7 hear that whistle blowin’... I hang my head and G cry

Verse 3
I G bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin’ coffee... and G7 smoking big cigars
Well I C know I had it coming... I know I can't be G free
But those D7 people keep a-movin’... and that's what tortures G me

Verse 4
Well if they'd G free me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little G7 farther down the line
C Far from Folsom prison... that's where I want to G stay
And I'd D7 let that lonesome whistle... blow my blues aGway

1 2 3 G 1 2 3 G7 3 C 1 2 D7

Galway Girl -*LH* [C]

intro

2nd Fret Capo

C Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk
On a C day-I-ay-I-Fay
Am I met a little Ggirl and we Fstopped to Ctalk
on a fine-soft Gday-I-C-ay
And I F ask you, C friend, what's a F fella to C do
'Cause her Am hair was G black and her F eyes were C blue
And I F knew right C then, I'd be F takin' a C whirl
'Round the Am Salt-hill G Prom with a F Galway C girl

Bridge
C  /  /  F  /  G*C
Am G F C G  / / F*C*

CWe were halfway there when the rain came down
On a C day-I-ay-I-Fay
And she Amasked me Gup to her Fflat downCtown
on a C fine-soft G day-I-C-ay
And I F ask you, C friend, what's a F fella to C do
'Cause her Am hair was Gblack and her F eyes were C blue
So I F took her C hand, and I F give her a C twirl
And I Am lost my Gheart to a F Galway C girl

Bridge
C  /  /  F  /  G*C
Am G F C G  / / F*C*

C  /  /  F  /  G*C
Am G F C G  / / F*C*

F G C  Am*G
Am G F C G  / / F*C*

C When I woke up I was all alone...      F
Am With a broken Gheart and a Fticket Chome ….GC
And I F ask you C now, tell me F what would you C do
If her Am hair was Gblack and her F eyes were C blue
I've F traveled a-C-round, I've been all F over this C world
Boys I ain't Am never seen Gnothin' like a F Galway C girl

Bridge
C  /  /  F  /  G*C
Am G F C G  / / F*C*

C  /  /  F  /  G*C
Am G F C G  / / F*C*

3 C 1 2 F 2 Am 1 2 3 G

Galway Shawl * [C]Artist

In Oran-C-more in the County Gal-Em-way,
One pleasant even-Am-ing in the Dm month of F May;
I spied a C damsel, she was young and Em handsome,
Her beauty Am fairly F took my G breath C away.

Chorus

NC She wore no C jewels, no costly Em diamonds,
No paint no Am powder, no Dm none at F all;
She wore a C bonnet with ribbons on Em it,
And 'round her Am shoulder F was a G Galway C shawl.

We kept on C walking, she kept on Em talking
Till her father's Am cottage came Dm into F view
She said Come C in, sir, and meet my Em father,
And play to Am please him F The G Foggy C Dew.

She sat me C down beside the Em fire,
I could see her Am father, he was Dm six feet F tall;
And soon her C mother had the kettle Em singing,
All I could Am think of F was theG Galway C shawl.

Chorus

NC She wore no C jewels, no costly Em diamonds,
No paint no Am powder, no Dm none at F all;
She wore a C bonnet with ribbons on Em it,
And 'round her Am shoulder F was a G Galway C shawl.

I played the C Blackbird and The Stack Of Em Barley,
Rodney's Am Glory, and the Dm Foggy F Dew;
She sang each C note like an Irish Em linnet,
And the tears they Am flowed F in her G eyes of C blue.

'Twas early C early, all in the Em morning
I hit the Am road for Dm old Done-F-gal
She said Good-C-bye, sir, she cried and kissed Em me,
And my heart re-Am-mained with F the G Galway C shawl.

Chorus

NC She wore no C jewels, no costly Em diamonds,
No paint no Am powder, no Dm none at F all;
She wore a C bonnet with ribbons on Em it,
And 'round her Am shoulder F was a G Galway C shawl.

3 C 1 2 3 Em 2 Am 1 2 3 Dm 1 2 F 1 2 3 G × × × × NC

Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer [G]Randy Brooks

CHORUS
G Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas C Eve
C You can say there's no such thing as G Santa
But D as for me and grandpa we be-Glieve... F* C* G*

Verse 1
NC She'd been drinking too much D egg nog
And we begged her not to G go
But she forgot her medi-Ccation
And she D staggered out the door into the G snow

Verse 2
NC When we found her Christmas D morning
At the scene of the a-Gttack
She  had hoofprints on her C forehead
and in-Dcriminating claw marks on her G back

CHORUS

Verse 3
NC Now we're all so proud of D grandpa
He's been taking this so G well
See him in there watching C football
Drinking D beer and playing cards with cousin G Mel

Verse 4
NC It's not Christmas without D grandma
All the family's dressed in G black
And we just cant help but C wonder
Should we D open up her gifts or send them G back  SEND THEM BACK!! Oh

CHORUS
G Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas C Eve
C You can say there's no such thing as G Santa
But D as for me and grandpa we be-Glieve... F* C* G*

Verse 5
NC Now the goose is on the D table
And the pudding made of G fig
And the blue and silver C candles
That would D just have matched the hair in grandma's G wig

Verse 5
NC I've warned all my friends and D neighbours
Better watch out for your-Gselves
They should never give a C licence
To a D man who drives a sleigh and lives with G elves!

CHORUS

Outro
G Grandma got run over by a reindeer
G Walking home from our house Christmas C Eve
C You can say there's no such thing as G Santa
But D as for me and grandpa we be-Glieve.
But D as for me and grandpa we be-Glieve C* G*

1 2 3 G 3 C 1 1 1 D 1 2 F × × × × NC

Handsome Molly [G]Doc Watson

Intro
G D C G

GWell, I wish I were in London,
Or some other seaport Dtown
DI'd put my foot on a steamboat
CI'd sail the ocean `Ground.

GWhile sailing round the ocean,
While sailing round the Dsea
DI'd think of handsome Molly
CWherever she might Gbe.

G D C G

GDon't you remember, Molly
You gave me your right Dhand?
DAnd you said whenever you'd marry
CThen I would be the Gman.

GBut you broke your promise
Go with whom you Dplease
DMy poor heart is aching
CYou are at your Gease.

G D C G

GI went to church last Sunday
Molly came ridin' Dby
DI could tell her mind is changin'
CBy the roving of her Geye.

GI go down to the river
Though everyones a-D-sleep
DI think of handsome Molly
CAn' I begin to Gweep

G D C G

GWell, I wish I were in London,
Or some other seaport Dtown
DI'd put my foot on a steamboat
CI'd sail the ocean `Ground.

GWhile sailing round the ocean,
While sailing round the Dsea
DI'd think of handsome Molly
CWherever she might Gbe.

Outro
DI'd think of handsome Molly
CWherever she might Gbe.

1 2 3 G 1 1 1 D 3 C

I Will Love You Every-time * [C]The Fury's

      intro

      D  G    D  D  A  A    D  F#m  G  A  D  D

      Every Dtime I Ghear a sweet bird Dsinging
      I Athink of you and DI my love, I Athink of you and D I
      And when I Dhear the Gevening bells a-Dringing
      I Ahang my head and Dcry my love, I Ahang my head and Dcry

      I will love Dyou,  I will love Gyou-ooBoohEm- ohh,  A When we are Dgone

      I will love Dyou,  I will love Gyou-ooBoohEm- ohh,  A When we are Dgone

      Bridge

      D  G    D  D  A  A    D  F#m  G  A  D  D

      Every Dtime, I Ghear your soft voice DhummingDsus4D
      My Aheart jumps in my Dbreast my love, My Aheart jumps in my DbreastDsus4D
      And un-D-til I Ghear your footsteps Dcoming
      Sure, My Aheart can know no Drest my love, My Aheart can know no DrestDsus4D

      I will love Dyou,  I will love Gyou-ooBoohEm- ohh,  A When we are Dgone

      I will loveD you,  I will loveG you-oBoooEmh- ohh,  A  When we areD gone

      Bridge

      D  G    D  D  A  A    D  F#m  G  A  D  D

      I will love Dyou,  I will love Gyou-ooBoohEm- ohh,  A When we are Dgone

      Outro

      D  G    D  D  A  A    D  F#m  G  A  D  D

1 1 1 D 1 2 3 G 1 2 A 1 2 3 F#m 1 2 3 B 1 2 3 Em 1 2 Dsus4

Isle of Hope, Isle of Tears [C]Whistling Doneys

Verse 1
On the Cfirst day of GJanuary,Am eighteen ninety-two,
they Fopened Ellis DmIsland and they Flet the people Gthrough.
And the Cfirst to cross the Gthreshold, of that Amisle of hope and tears,
was FAnnie Moore from DmIreland, who was Fall of fifteen Gyears.G7

Chorus
Isle of Fhope, isle of Gtears, isle of Cfreedom, isle of Amfears,
but it's Fnot the isle you leave be-G-hind
That isle of Fhunger, isle of Gpain, isle you'll Cnever see a-Am-gain,
but the Fisle of home is Galways on your Fmind.C

Verse 2
In a Clittle bag she Gcarried, all her Ampast and history,
and her Fdreams for the Dmfuture, in the Fland of liber-G-ty.
And Ccourage is the Gpassport, when your Amold world disappears,
but there'sF no future Dmin the past, Fwhen you're fifteen Gyears.G7

Chorus
Isle of Fhope, isle of Gtears, isle of Cfreedom, isle of Amfears,
but it's Fnot the isle you leave be-G-hind
That isle of Fhunger, isle of Gpain, isle you'll Cnever see a-Am-gain,
but the Fisle of home is Galways on your Fmind.C
Instrumental
  C    G    Am
  F    Dm  F      G
  C    G    Am
  F    Dm  F      G  G7

Verse 3
When they Cclosed down Ellis GIsland, in Am1943,
sev-F-enteen million Dmpeople had come Fthere for sanct-G-uary.
And Cin the springtime Gwhen I came here, and I Amstepped onto its piers,
I Fthought of how it Dmmust have been, Fwhen you're fifteen GyearsG7.

Chorus
Isle of Fhope, isle of Gtears, isle of Cfreedom, isle of Amfears,
but it's Fnot the isle you leave be-G-hind
That isle of Fhunger, isle of Gpain, isle you'll Cnever see a-Am-gain,
but the Fisle of home is Galways on your Fmind.C

3 C 1 2 3 G 2 Am 1 2 F 1 2 3 Dm 1 2 3 G7

Jennifer Johnson and MeC] [C]Robert Earl

CDeep in the pocket, of an Fold sport coat Cjacket
CI chanced to discover an old memor-G-y
FThree for a quarter, a Cblack and white portrait
CTaken of Jennifer GJohnson and Cme

CI'm in the corner, Fmy shirt collar Copen
CLike some Latin lover, on late night T-GV
CSmiling right there with her Fhead on my should-C-er
CIt's Jennifer Johnson,and she'sG lookin' at Cme

CIt must have been summer, Nin-F-teen Sixty SeCven
CThe Beatles were singing "GLove Is All You CNeed"
CI held her hand as we Fwalked through the ar-C-cade
CTwo young believers on a Gthree dollar Cspree

CHORUS
FThree for a quarter a Cblack and white portrait
CJen, close the curtain so no one can Gsee
FHey kiss me quick, 'cause the Cred light is flashing
It's Cflashing on Jennifer GJohnson and CMe

F C C G C

CWaiting on that late night Ftrain back to Chomewood
CI felt her warm, in the Gcool evening Cbreeze
CTold her I'd probably Flove her Cforever
CForever for Jennifer GJohnson and CMe

CHORUS
FThree for a quarter a Cblack and white portrait
CJen, close the curtain so no one can Gsee
FHey kiss me quick, 'cause the Cred light is flashing
CIt's flashing on Jennifer GJohnson and CMe
FThree for a quarter a Cblack and white portrait
CTwo young believers on a Gthree dollar spree
FI saved your picture in Cmy sport coat pocket
Jennifer Johnson, did you Gsave one of Cme.
CJennifer Johnson, did you Gsave one of Fme-------------Ce

3 C 1 2 F 1 2 3 G

John Law Burned Down The Liquor Sto' [G]Chris Thomas King

G

G Moonshine Whiskey - Ortta be a G crime
When I get's ta C drinkin' - I'm G about to lose my mind
Oh D Brother come and C help me through hard G times

G Well what's that smokin' - over yonder G field
Looks C like our secret hideaway - we G had so many years
John D Law done come and C burn us out of G here

He G burned down the liquor store
He G burned down the liquor store
John Law C burned down the liquor store
John Law G burned down the liquor store
Well, that boot-Dleg whiskey - C where we gonna G go?

G Workin' in the fields - all the long hot day
Just C thinking of the nights we used to G dance our blues away
And now D I feel I'm C drinking my own G tears

G He turned water to whiskey - so the preacher say's
Oh Lord C I need a miracle - to Gget me out of here
Muddy D water come and C wash my blues -Gaway

He G burned down the liquor store
He G burned down the liquor store
John Law C burned down the liquor store
John Law G burned down the liquor store
Well, that boot-Dleg whiskey - C where we gonna G go?

G Good morning judge - what may be my fine
When the C judge drink my whiskey - he G didn't give me no time
He said D could I have some C more of your moon-Gshine

He G burned down the liquor store
He G burned down the liquor store
John Law C burned down the liquor store
John Law G burned down the liquor store
Well, that boot-Dleg whiskey - C where we gonna G go?

Well, that boot-Dleg whiskey - C where we gonna G go?
Well, that boot-Dleg whiskey - C where we gonna G go?

1 2 3 G 3 C 1 1 1 D

Keep On The Sunny Side [G]The Carer Family

Verse 1]
There's a Gdark and a Ctroubled side of Glife
There's a Gbright, and a sunny side, D7too
though you D7meet with the darkness and Gstrife
The D7sunny side you also may Gview

Chorus
Keep Gon the sunny side, Calways on the sunny Gside
GKeep on the sunny side of D7life
It will Ghelp us every day, it will Cbrighten all the Gway
If we'll Gkeep on the D7sunny side of Glife

Verse 2
GThough the storm and its Cfury's rage Gtoday
Crushing Ghope that we cherish so D7dear
The Cloud and storm will, in time, pass Gaway
The D7sun again will shine bright and Gclear

Chorus
Keep Gon the sunny side, Calways on the sunny Gside
GKeep on the sunny side of D7life
It will Ghelp us every day, it will Cbrighten all the Gway
If we'll Gkeep on the D7sunny side of Glife

Verse 3
GLet us greet with Cthe song of hope each Gday
Though Gthe moment be cloudy D7or fair
and let us trust in our Saviour Galways
To D7keep us everyone in His Gcare

Chorus x 2
Keep Gon the sunny side, Calways on the sunny Gside
GKeep on the sunny side of D7life
It will Ghelp us every day, it will Cbrighten all the Gway
If we'll Gkeep on the D7sunny side of Glife

If we'll Gkeep on the D7sunny side of Glife

1 2 3 G 3 C 1 2 D7

Leaving of Liverpool [C]The Dubliners

Fare Cthee well to you, my Fown true Clove,
I am sailing far far a-G-way
I am Cbound for Cali-F-for-C-nia,
and I know, that I'll re-G-turn some Cday.

Chorus
So Gfare the well, my Fown true Clove,
and when I return united we will Gbe.
It's not the Cleaving of Liverpool that, Fgrieves Cme,
but my darling when I Gthink of Cthee.

I will sail, on a yankee sail-F-ing Cship,
Davy Crockett is her Gname.
And CBurgess is the cap-F-tain of Cher,
and they say that she's a Gfloating Cshame.

Chorus
So Gfare thee well, my Fown true Clove,
and when I return united we will Gbe.
It's not the Cleaving of Liverpool that, FgrievesC me,
but my darling when I Gthink of Cthee.

I have sailed with Burgess Fonce be-C-fore,
he's a man I know right Gwell,
If a Cman's a sailor he will Fget a-C-long,
if he's not then he's Gsure in CHell.

Chorus
So Gfare thee well, my Fown true Clove,
and when I return united we will Gbe.
It's not the Cleaving of Liverpool that, Fgrieves Cme,
but my darling when I Gthink of Cthee.

Now the Csun is on the Fharbor, Clove,
and I wish I could re-G-main,
for I Cknow it will be a Flong long Ctime
till I Gsee, you a-C-gain.

Chorus
So Gfare thee well, my Fown true Clove,
and when I return united we will Gbe.
It's not the Cleaving of Liverpool that, Fgrieves Cme,
but my darling when I Gthink of Cthee

So Gfare the well, my Fown true Clove,
and when I return united we will Gbe.
It's not the Cleaving of Liverpool that, Fgrieves Cme,
but my darling when I Gthink of Cthee.

Slowing Down
but my darling when I G* think of C* thee.

3 C 1 2 F 1 2 3 G

My Sweet Lord [Dm]George Harrison

Intro
Dm G Dm G Dm G Dm G
C Am C Am C
A7 Dm G

Verse 1
My sweet Dm lord G Hm my Dm lord G Hm my Dm lord G
I really want to C see you Am
Really want to C be with you Am really want to C see you lord
But it A7 takes so long my Dm lord G

Verse 2
My sweet Dm lord G Hm my Dm lord G Hm my Dm lord G
I really want to C know you Am really want to C go with you Am
Really want to C show you lord
That it A7 won’t take long my Dm lord G

Verse 3
My sweet Dm lord G Hm my Dm lord G My sweet Dm lord G
I really want to C see you really want to C7 see you
Really want to A7 see you lord really want to D see you lord
But it. B7 takes so long my Em lord A

Verse 4
My sweet Em lord A hm my Em lord A my my my Em lord A
I really want to D know you Bm really want to D go with you Bm
Really want to D show you lord
That it B7 won't take long my Em lord A
Hmm Em Hmm A My sweet Em lord A My my Em lord A

Instrumental
D Bm D Bm D Dm Em A

Verse 5
My Em lord A my my my Em lord A my Em sweet lord A
Oooh Em oooh A
I really want to D see you Bm really want to D be with you Bm
Really want to D see you lord but it B7 takes so long my Em lord A
My Em lord A my my my Em lord A my Em sweet lord A

Outro
D - Single Strum

1 2 3 Dm 1 2 3 G 3 C 2 Am 1 A7 1 C7 1 1 1 D 1 2 3 B7 1 2 3 Em 1 2 A 1 1 1 Bm

Raglan Road [C]LUKE KELLY

C

On CRaglan Road on an autumn Fday
I Csaw her Ffirst and Cknew
That Fher dark hair would Cweave a snare,
that I might Amone day G rue
I Fsaw the danger Cand I passed,
along the en-Am-chanted Gway,
and I Csaid, Let grief, be a fallen Fleaf
at the Cdawning Fof the Cday'

On CGrafton Street in NovemFber,
we tripped Clightly aFlong the Cledge
Of a Fdeep ravine, where Ccan be seen,
the true worth of Ampassion's Gpledge
The FQueen of Hearts, still Cmaking tarts,
and I not Ammaking Ghay
Oh, I Cloved too much and by such,
by Fsuch, is Chappiness Fthrown aCway

I Cgave her gifts of the Fmind I,
gave Cher the Fsecret Csigns
That's Fknown to the artists Cwho have known,
the true gods of Amsound and Gstone
And the Fword and tint, with-C-out stint,
I gave her Ampoems to Gsay
With her Cown name there, and her own dark Fhair,
like Cclouds over Ffields of CMay

On a Cquiet street, where old ghosts Fmeet,
I Csee her Fwalking Cnow
A-F-way from me so Churriedly,
my reason Ammust al-G-low
That FI had loved, not Cas I should,
a creature Ammade of Gclay
When the Cangel woos, the clay he'd Flose
his Cwings at the Fdawn of Cday

Slowing Down
When the Cangel woos, the clay he'd Flose
his Cwings at the Fdawn of Cday

3 C 1 2 F 2 Am 1 2 3 G

Red Rose Café * [Am]The Fury's

Intro AmAmAmAm

Am They come from the farms and the factories too,
And they all soon forget who they E7 are
The cares of today are soon washed away
As they sit on a stool by the Am bar.
The girl with green eyes in the rolling stones shirt
Doesn't look like she works on the Dm land
The man at the end is a Am very good friend
Of a E7 man who sells cars A second hand

Chorus
NC Down at the A red rose cafe in the harbour
There by the port just outside AmsterE7dam
Everyone D shares in the songs and the A laughter
Everyone E7 there is so happy to be A there

The Am salesmen relax with a few pints of beer,
And they try not to talk about E7 trade.
The poet won't write any verses tonight
He may sing a sweet serenAmade.
So pull up a chair and forget about life,
It's a good thing to do now and Dm then.
And if you like it here, I have an Am idea,
E7 Tomorrow lets all meet  A again.

Chorus
NC Down at the A red rose cafe in the harbour
There by the port just outside AmsterE7dam
Everyone D shares in the songs and the A laughter
Everyone E7 there is so happy to be A there

NC Down at the A red rose cafe in the harbour
There by the port just outside AmsterE7dam
Everyone D shares in the songs and the A laughter
Everyone E7 there is so happy to be A there
Slow
Everyone E7 there is so happy to be A there

OPTIONAL KEY CHANGE ON LAST CHORUS

NC Down at the Bb red rose cafe in the harbour
There by the port just outside AmsterFdam
Everyone Eb shares in the songs and the Bb laughter
Everyone F there is so happy to be Bb there
Slow
Everyone F there is so happy to be Bb there

2 Am 1 2 3 E7 1 2 3 Dm 1 2 A × × × × NC 1 1 1 D 1 2 3 Bb 1 2 F 1 1 1 Eb

Ring of fire / Folsom Prison Mash up [G]Johnny Cash

Intro
GDa da-da da-da Cdah dah Gdah
GDa da-da da-da Ddah dah Gdah  x 2

Verse
GLove... is a Cburning Gthing
And it Gmakes... a Cfiery Gring
GBound by Cwild deGsire
I fell into a Dring of Gfire

Chorus
DI fell in to a Cburning ring of Gfire
I went Ddown, down, down
And the Cflames went Ghigher
And it Gburns, burns, burns
The Cring of Gfire
The Dring of Gfire

G Da da-da da-da C dah dah Gdah
G Da da-da da-da D dah dah Gdah    x 2

Verse
The Gtaste... of Clove is Gsweet
When Ghearts like Cours Gmeet
I Gfell for you Clike a Gchild
Oh but the Dfire went Gwild

Chorus

And it Gburns, burns, burns
The Cring of Gfire
The Dring of Gfire G....

I Ghear the train a comin’... it's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since... G7 I don't know when
I'm Cstuck in Folsom prison... and time keeps draggin’ Gon
But that D7train keeps a rollin’... on down to San AnGton

When GI was just a baby... my mama told me son son
Always be a good boy... don't G7ever play with guns
But I Cshot a man in Reno... just to watch him Gdie
When I D7hear that whistle blowin’... I hang my head and Gcry

I Gbet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car
They're probably drinkin’ coffee... and G7smoking big cigars
Well I Cknow I had it coming... I know I can't be Gfree
But those D7people keep a-movin’... and that's what tortures Gme

Well if they'd Gfree me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine
I bet I'd move it on a little G7farther down the line
CFar from Folsom prison... that's where I want to Gstay
And I'd D7let that lonesome whistle... blow my blues aGway

G Da da-da da-da C dah dah Gdah
G Da da-da da-da D dah dah Gdah    x 2

1 2 3 G 3 C 1 1 1 D 1 2 3 G7 1 2 D7

Sea OF Heartbreak * [G]Jonny Cash

Intro
G

The Glights in the Emharbor  C  don't shine for DmeDsus4D
G  I'm like a lEmost ship  C  adrift on the Dsea

Chorus
This sea of Gheartbreak, lost love and Dloneliness
Memories of Gyour caress, so divine, Chow I wish
you were mine a-Ggain my dear, I'm on this Dsea of tears stop
NC Sea of Gheartbreak

Oh, Ghow did I Emlose you  C  oh, where did I DfailDsus4D
G  Why did you Emleave me  C  always to Dsail

Chorus
This sea of Gheartbreak, lost love and Dloneliness
Memories of Gyour caress, so divine, Chow I wish
you were mine a-Ggain my dear, I'm on this Dsea of tears stop
NC Sea of Gheartbreak

Bridge
C Oh, what I'd give just to Gsail back to shore
C Back to your arms once Bmore

G  Come to my Emrescue  C  oh, come here to DmeDsus4D
G  Take me and Emkeep me  C  away from the Dsea stop

Final Chorus
Sea of Gheartbreak, lost love and Dloneliness
Memories of Gyour caress, so divine, Chow I wish
you were mine agGain my dear, I'm on this Dsea of tears stop

Sea of G heartbreakCD
Sea of G heartbreakCD
Sea of G heartbreakCD
Sea of G heartbreakCD

1 2 3 G 1 2 3 Em 3 C 1 1 1 D 1 2 Dsus4 × × × × NC 1 2 3 B

Sea of Heartbreak * [C]Jonny Cash

C

The Clights in the Amharbor  F  don't shine for GmeGsus4G
CI'm like a Am lost ship  F    adrift on the Gsea STOP

Chorus
This sea of Cheartbreak, lost love and Gloneliness
Memories of Cyour caress, so divine, Fhow I wish
you were mine a-C-gain my dear, I'm on this Gsea of tears STOP
NCSea of Cheartbreak

Verse 2
Oh, Chow did I Amlose you  F  oh, where did I GfailGsus2G
C  Why did you Amleave me  F  always to Gsail

Chorus
This sea of Cheartbreak, lost love and Gloneliness
Memories of Cyour caress, so divine, Fhow I wish
you were mine a-C-gain my dear, I'm on this Gsea of tears STOP
Sea of heart-C-breakC7

Bridge
F Oh, what I'd give just to Csail back to shore
F Back to your arms once Emore

C  Come to my Amrescue  F  oh, come here to GmeGsus4G
C  Take me and Amkeep me  F  away from the Gsea STOP

Final Chorus
Sea of Cheartbreak, lost love and Gloneliness
Memories of Cyour caress, so divine, Fhow I wish
you were mine a-C-gain my dear, I'm on this Gsea of tears

Sea of CheartbreakFG
Sea of CheartbreakFG
Sea of CheartbreakFG
Sea of CheartbreakFG

3 C 2 Am 1 2 F 1 2 3 G 1 3 4 Gsus4 × × × × NC 1 2 Gsus2 1 C7 1 2 E

Shady Grove [Dm]Doc Watson

intro
Dm    C    Dm    F    C      Dm
Dm    C    Dm    F    C      Dm

DmShady Grove, Cmy little love, Dm Shady Grove I say
FShady Grove, Cmy little love, CI'm bound to go a-Dmway

DmCheeks as red as a Cblooming rose
DmAnd eyes are the prettiest brown
FShe's the darling Cof my heart
CSweetest little girl in  Dmtown

DmShady Grove, Cmy little love, Dm Shady Grove I say
FShady Grove, Cmy little love, CI'm bound to go a-Dmway

Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm
Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm

DmI wish I had a Cbig fine horse
And Dmcorn to feed him on
And FShady Grove to Cstay at home
CAnd feed him while I'm Dmgone

DmShady Grove, Cmy little love, Dm Shady Grove I say
FShady Grove, Cmy little love, CI'm bound to go a-Dmway

Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm
Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm

DmWent to see my CShady Grove
She was Dmstanding in the door
Her Fshoes and stockin's Cin her hand
CAnd her little bare feet on the Dmfloor

DmShady Grove, Cmy little love, Dm Shady Grove I say
FShady Grove, Cmy little love, CI'm bound to go a-Dmway

Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm
Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm

DmWhen I was Ca little boy, I Dm wanted a Barlow knife
And Fnow I want little Shady Grove, To Csay she'll be my Dmwife

DmShady Grove, Cmy little love, Dm Shady Grove I say
FShady Grove, Cmy little love, CI'm bound to go a-Dmway

Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm
Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm

DmKiss from pretty little CShady Grove
Is Dmsweet as brandy wine
And there Fain't no girl in Cthis old world
CThat's prettier than Dmmine

DmShady Grove, Cmy little love, Dm Shady Grove I say
FShady Grove, Cmy little love, CI'm bound to go a-Dmway

Outro
Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm
Dm    C    Dm    F    C    Dm

Additional Verses

Verse

DmWish I had a Cglass of wine
And Dmbread and meat for two
I'd Fset it out on a Cgolden plate
CAnd I'd give it all to Dmyou

Verse

DmPeaches in the Csummertime
DmApples in the fall
If FI can't have little CShady Grove
CI don't want no gal at Dmall

Verse

DmIf I had a Cneedle and thread
As Dmfine as I can sew
I'd Fsew my pretty girl Cto my side
CAnd down the road we Dmgo

1 2 3 Dm 3 C 1 2 F

Shady Grove [Dm]Driftwood

intro
Dm C Dm C Dm F C Am Dm

Dm Peaches in the C summertime
Dm Apples C in the Dm fall
F If I can't get the C girl I love
I Am don't want none at Dm all

Dm Shady grove, C my little love
Dm Shady C grove, I Dm know
F Shady grove, C my little love
I'm Am bound for shady Dm grove

Dm Wish I had a C Mandolin string
Dm Made of C goldenDm  twine
F Every tune C I'd play on it
I Am wish that girl were Dm mine

Dm Shady grove, C my little love
Dm Shady C grove, I Dm know
F Shady grove, C my little love
I'm Am bound for shady Dm grove

Dm Wish I had a C needle and thread
Dm Fine as C I could Dm sew
F I'd sew that pretty girl Dm to my side
And Am down the road I'd Dm go

Dm Shady grove, C my little love
Dm Shady C grove, I Dm know
F Shady grove, C my little love
I'm Am bound for shady Dm grove

Dm Some come here to C fiddle and dance
Dm Some come C here to Dm tarry
F Some come here to Dm fiddle and dance
I Am come here to Dm marry

Dm Shady grove, C my little love
Dm Shady C grove, I Dm know
F Shady grove, C my little love
I'm Am bound for shady Dm grove

Dm Every night when C I go home
Dm My wife, I C try to Dm please her
F The more I try, the C worse she gets
Damned Am if I don't leave Dm her

Dm Shady grove, C my little love
Dm Shady C grove, I Dm know
F Shady grove, C my little love
I'm Am bound for shady Dm grove

1 2 3 Dm 3 C 1 2 F 2 Am

Slow Train Through Georgia [G]Norman Blake

Intro
G G G G    G G G G
G G G G    G G G G    D D D D    G G G G
C C C C    C C C C    C C C C    G G G G
C C C C    C C C C    C C C C    G G G G
G G G G    G G G G    D D D D    G G G G
G G G G

GDown by the county bridge the Dgondolas Groll
CHauling down to Birmingham that dirty half-slag Gcoal
CI should let her move me on come sunshine, rain or Gdrought
GIts just like the circle says the DSouthern serves the Gsouth

Chorus
GHardships and troubles, don't you Dknow I've have Gsome
CI'm getting older every day, I'm a fair weather Gbum
Let me Ctell you good people here, it's just about Gtime
To catch a Gslow train through Georgia and Dease a worried Gmind

G G G G    G G G G    D D D D    G G G G
C C C C    C C C C    C C C C    G G G G
C C C C    C C C C    C C C C    G G G G
G G G G    G G G G    D D D D    G G G G
G G G G

GForty miles an hour she's Drolling down the Gline
CGreasy rail, red clay trails through the lonely Gpine
CAnywhere that sunshine falls, that's where I want to Gbe
GSunshine Southern Special won't you Droll me to the Gsea

Chorus
GHardships and troubles, don't you Dknow I've have Gsome
CI'm getting older every day, I'm a fair weather Gbum
Let me Ctell you good people here, it's just about Gtime
To catch a Gslow train through Georgia and Dease a worried Gmind

G G G G    G G G G    D D D D    G G G G
C C C C    C C C C    C C C C    G G G G
C C C C    C C C C    C C C C    G G G G
G G G G    G G G G    D D D D    G G G G
G G G G

GLord I wish I'sa a living day by dayD someplace down theG tracks
CCome on gal my old pal, don't you know we won't look Gback
CI'll take down this old guitar and  play it every Gday
GLet the slow train through Georgia Droll my blues Gaway

Chorus
GHardships and troubles, don't you Dknow I've have Gsome
CI'm getting older every day, I'm a fair weather Gbum
Let me Ctell you good people here, it's just about Gtime
To catch a Gslow train through Georgia and Dease a worried Gmind

1 2 3 G 1 1 1 D 3 C

Slow Train Through Georgia [C]Norman Blake

Intro

C C C C    C C C C    G G G G    C C C C

CDown by the county bridge the Ggondolas rColl
FHauling down to Biringham the dirty half-slag Ccoal
FI should let her move me on  come sunshine, rain or Cdrought
C'Cause just like the circle says GSouthern serves the Csouth

Chorus
CHardships and troubles, don't you Gknow I've had Csome
FGetting older every day I'm a fairweather Cbum
Let me Ftell you good people here, it's just about Ctime
To catch a Cslow train through Georgia and Gease a worried Cmind

C C C C    C C C C    G G G G    C C C C

CForty miles an hour she's Grolling down the Cline
FGreasy rail, red clay trails through the long leaf Cpines
FAnyplace that the sunshine falls is where I long to Cbe
CSunshine southern special won't you Groll me to the Csea

Chorus
CHardships and troubles, don't you Gknow I've had Csome
FGetting older every day I'm a fairweather Cbum
Let me Ftell you good people here, it's just about Ctime
To catch a Cslow train through Georgia and Gease a worried Cmind

C C C C    C C C C    G G G G    C C C C

Verse 3
CLord I wish was living day by day Gsomeplace down the Ctrack
FCome on gal my old pal, Lord you know we'll not look Cback
FI'll down take this old guitar I'll play her every Cday
CLet the slow train through Georgia Groll my blues Caway

Chorus
CHardships and troubles, don't you Gknow I've had Csome
FGetting older every day I'm a fairweather Cbum
Let me Ftell you good people here, it's just about Ctime
To catch a Cslow train through Georgia and Gease a worried Cmind

To catch a Cslow train through Georgia and Gease a worried Cmind

3 C 1 2 3 G 1 2 F

Sound Of Silence * [Am]Simon & Gurfunkal

Am Hello darkness, my old Gfriend,
I've come to talk with you a-Am-gain,
Because a Cvision softly F is creep-C-ing,
Left its seeds while I wa-F-as  sleepC--ing,
And the F vision that was planted in my Cbrain
Still re-Am-mains within the Gsound of Am silence.

Verse 2
In restless dreams I walked a-G-lone
Narrow streets of cobble-Am-stone,
'neath the Chalo of Fa street Clamp,
I turned my collar to the Fcold and Cdamp
When my F eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon Clight
That split the Am night - and touched the G sound of Am silence.

Verse 3
And in the naked light I G saw
Ten thousand people, maybe Am more.
PeopleC talking with-F-out speak-C-ing,
People hearing with-F-out Clistening,
People writing Fsongs that voices never Cshare
And no one Amdare,- disturb the Gsound of Amsilence.

Verse 4

Fools said I, you do not G know
Silence like a cancer Am grows.
Hear myC words that I mi-F-ight  teach C you,
Take my arms that I mi-F-ight  reach  Cyou.
But my F words like silent raindrops C fell,--Am
And  echoed in the Gwells of  Am silence

Verse 5

And the people bowed and  Gprayed
To the neon God they Am made.
And the Csign flashed out Fit's  warn-C-ing,
In the words that it F was form-C-ing.
And the sign said, the F words of the prophets are written on the subway Cwalls
and tenement Am halls. And whisper'd in the Gsounds **- of Am silence.

2 Am 1 2 3 G 3 C 1 2 F

Sunday Morning Coming Down * [C]Kris Krisofferson

Verse 1
Well I Cwoke up Sunday morning
with no Fway to hold my head, that didn't Churt
and the beer I had for breakfast
wasn't Ambad so I had one more for desGsert
Then I Cfumble through my closet for
my Fclothes and found my cleanest dirty CshirtCBAm
and I Fshaved my face and combed my hair
and Dmstumbled down the stairs to meet the Gday

I'd Csmoked my brain the night before
on Fcigarettes and songs that I've been Cpickin'
but I lit my first and watched a small kid
Amcussin' at a can that he was Gkicking
Then I Ccrossed the empty street and caught
the FSunday smell of someone fryin' CchickenCBAm
and it Ftook me back to Dmsomethin' that
I'd Flost somehow Gsomewhere along the Cway

Chorus
On the Sunday mornin' Fsidewalks
wishing Lord that I was Cstoned
'cause there is something in a GSunday
that makes a body feel aClone

And there's nothin' short of Fdyin'
half as lonesome as the Csound
on the sleepin' city Gsidewalks
Sunday mornin' comin' Cdown

In the Cpark I saw a daddy with
a Flaughing little girl who he was Cswingin'
and I stopped beside a Sunday school
and Amlistened to the song that they were Gsingin'
Then I Cheaded back for home and
somewhere Ffar away a lonely bell was Cringin'CBAm
and it Fechoed thru the Dmcanyon like
the Fdisappearing Gdreams of yesterCday.

Chorus
On the Sunday mornin' Fsidewalks
wishing Lord that I was Cstoned
'cause there is something in a GSunday
that makes a body feel aClone

And there's nothin' short of Fdyin'
half as lonesome as the Csound
on the sleepin' city Gsidewalks
Sunday mornin' comin' Cdown

Outro
Doo doo doo doo doo Fdoo doo..
Doo doo doo doo doo doo Cdoo..
Doo doo doo doo doo Gdoo doo..
Doo doo doo doo doo doo Cdoo...

3 C 1 2 F 2 Am 1 2 3 G 1 2 3 B 1 2 3 Dm

Take Me Home, Country Roads* [C]John Denver

Verse 1
single strums first two lines
C* Almost heaven... Am* West Virginia
G* Blue ridge mountains F* Shenandoah C river
C Life is old there Am older than the trees
G Younger than the moun-tains... F blowing like a C breeze

Chorus
Country C roads... take me G home
To the Am place... I beFlong
West VirCginia... mountain maGma
Take me Fhome... country C roads

Verse 2
C All my memories... Am gathered round her
G Miner’s lady... F stranger to blue C water
C Dark and dusty... Am painted on the sky
G Misty taste of moonshine F teardrops in my C eye

Chorus
Country C roads... take me G home
To the Am place... I beFlong
West VirCginia... mountain maGma
Take me Fhome... country C roads

Bridge
Am I hear her G voice in the C mornin’ hour she calls me
The F radio reCminds me of my G home far away
And Am drivin’ down the G road I get a feelFin’ that I
C should have been home G yesterday... yesterG7day

Acapella
Country roads... take me home
To the place... I belong
West Virginia... mountain mama
Take me home... country roads

Outro
Country C roads... take me G home
To the Am place... I beF long
West VirCginia... mountain maGma
Take me F home... country C roads
Take me G home... down country C roads
Take me G home... down country C roads C//

3 C 2 Am 1 2 3 G 1 2 F 1 2 3 G7

The Ballad of Lucy Jordan * [C]Dr Hook

C

The Cmorning sun touched lightly on, the Feyes of Lucy CJordan
In her white suburban bedroom, in a Gwhite suburban town,G7
As she Clay there beneath the covers,C7 dreaming Fof a thousand Clovers
Till the Gworld turned to G7orange and the room went spinning Cround,C7

At the Fage of 37, she Crealized she'd never ride through Paris
In a sports car, with the warm wind in her GhairGsus4G
And she Clet the phone keep ringing,C7 as she Fsat there softly Csinging
Pretty Gnursery rhymes she'd G7memorized in her Fdaddy's easy CchairCCsus4C

Her Chusband, he was off to work, C7and the Fkids were off to Cschool
And there were oh so many ways for Gher to spend her day,G7
She could Cclean the house for hours, or Frearrange the Cflowers
Or run Gnaked down the G7shady street Gscreaming all the Cway,C7

At the Fage of 37, she Crealized she'd never ride through Paris
In a sports car, with the warm wind in her GhairGsus4G
And she Clet the phone keep ringing,C7 as she Fsat there softly Csinging
Pretty Gnursery rhymes she'd G7memorized in her Fdaddy's easy CchairCCsus4C

The Cevening sun touched gently on,the Feyes of Lucy CJordan
On the rooftop where she'd climbed when all the laughter grew too Gloud,G7
And she Cbowed and curtseyed to the man, who Freached and offered her his Chand
And Gled her down to the G7long white car that waited past the Ccrowd,C7

At the Fage of 37, she Cknew she'd found forever as they rode along through Paris
With the warm wind in her GhairGsus4G

G7Ooooohhh Cyes with the Fwind in her Chair

G7Ooooohhh Cyes with the Fwind in her Chair..

3 C 1 2 F 1 2 3 G 1 2 3 G7 1 C7 1 3 4 Gsus4 1 3 Csus4

The Banks Of The Ohio [G]Doc Watson

NC I asked my G love to take a D walk
To take a D7 walk just a little G walk
Down beG7side where the waters C flow
Down by the G banks D7 of the OhiGo

NC And only G say that you'll be D mine
In no D7 others' arms enGtwine
Down beD7side where the waters C flow
Down by the G banks D7 of the OhiGo

NC I held a G knife against his D breast
As inD7to my arms he G pressed
He cried my D7 love don't you murder c me
I'm not preGpared D7 for eterniCty

NC And only G say that you'll be D mine
In no D7 others' arms enGtwine
Down beD7side where the waters C flow
Down by the G banks D7 of the OhiGo

NC I wandered G home 'tween twelve and D one
I cried my D7 God what have I G done
I've killed the G7 only man I C love
He would not G take me D7 for his G bride

NC And only G say that you'll be D mine
In no D7 others' arms enGtwine
Down beG7side where the waters C flow
Down by the G banks D7 of the OhiGo

C Down by the G banks D7 of the OhiGo

× × × × NC 1 2 3 G 1 1 1 D 1 2 D7 1 2 3 G7 3 C

The Banks of The Ohio [C]Doc Watson

NC I asked my C love to take a G walk
To take a G7 walk just a little C walk
Down beC7side where the waters F flow
Down by the C banks G7 of the OhiCo

NC And only C say that you'll be G mine
In no G7 others' arms enCtwine
Down beC7side where the waters F flow
Down by the C banks G7 of the OhiCo

NC I held a C knife against his G breast
As inG7to my arms he C pressed
He cried my C7 love don't you murder F me
I'm not preCpared G7 for eterniCty

NC And only C say that you'll be G mine
In no G7 others' arms enCtwine
Down beC7side where the waters F flow
Down by the C banks G7 of the OhiCo

NC I wandered C home 'tween twelve and G one
I cried my G7 God what have I C done
I've killed the C7 only man I F love
He would not C take me G7 for his C bride

NC And only C say that you'll be G mine
In no G7 others' arms enCtwine
Down beC7side where the waters F flow
Down by the C banks G7 of the OhiCo
F Down by the C banks G7 of the OhiCo

× × × × NC 3 C 1 2 3 G 1 2 3 G7 1 C7 1 2 F

The Boston Rose [C]Whistling Donkeys

Now the GAutumn Dleaves are Gfalling and the Ctourists Dhave all Ggone
And the Cchildren they have Gall gone back to Dschool
And my Glife Dis as it Gwas before
CI work Deight hours Ga day but Cthe company's still Gmaking all the Drules

There's Ca girl Din MassacGhusetts Csouth of DBoston town she Gsaid
And her Clovely face is Gwith me all the Dday
Sure I Gmet her Ddown in Gold Tralee , golden Chair up-D-on her Ghead
And I took her heart and Dshe stole mine a-G-way

Chorus
GGoodbye my DBoston Gbeauty fare-C-well my Bos-D-ton Grose
I'll Cwait for you I'll Gthink of you no Cthreat to you I'll Dpose
Good-G-bye my DBoston Gbeauty fare-C-well my Bos-D-ton Grose
I Cwish that you were Ghere but I know Dthats the way life G goesGCG

There's a Gsong we Dsang all Gsummer in the Cbars of DDublin Gtown
I can Chear it on the Gfactory rad-D-io
And the Gfeelings D I remem-G-ber when IC hear that Dsimple Gtune
Make me Cwonder if it Greally happened Dso
For we Claughed and Dloved to-G-gether 'till the Csummer Ddays were Ggone
And she Chad to fly Gacross the ocean Dwide

Well, Ggoodbye my DBoston Gbeauty
Un-C-til we Dmeet a-G-gain
And I'll keep the fire Dburning deep in-G-sideGCG

Chorus
GGoodbye my DBoston Gbeauty fare-C-well my Bos-D-ton Grose
I'll Cwait for you I'll Gthink of you no Cthreat to you I'll Dpose
Good-G-bye my DBoston Gbeauty fare-C-well my Bos-D-ton Grose
I Cwish that you were Ghere but I know Dthats the way life G goesGCG

Sad Verse
And some Gnights Dwhen im Gdrinking and my Cfriends have Dgathered 'Ground
And Cjust for fun some-G-one brings up your Dname
Well I Gsmile there Dwith the Grest of them but CI cant Dhear a Gsound
I love Cyou but to Gthem it's all the Dsame
At Cnights when im a-G-lone my love Cyou come in-D-to my Gmind
And Cvisions flash up-G-on the Emerald DIsle
Well I Gwatch the Dmoon there up Gabove and I'll Cleave this Dearth be-G-hind
And I'll call to you as DI go sailing GbyGCG

Chorus
GGoodbye my DBoston Gbeauty fare-C-well my Bos-D-ton Grose
I'll Cwait for you I'll Gthink of you no Cthreat to you I'll Dpose
Good-G-bye my DBoston Gbeauty fare-C-well my Bos-D-ton Grose
I Cwish that you were Ghere but I know Dthats the way life G goesGCG

CI wish that you were Ghere
So fareDwell my Boston GRoseGCG

1 2 3 G 1 1 1 D 3 C

The Irish Rover [G]The Pogues with the Dubliners

Intro + Kazoo same as first 4 lines of verse
Do do G do do do do do do do do C do
do do G do do do do do do D do
do do G do do do do do do do do do C do
do G do do do D do do do do G do

Verse 1
On the G Fourth of July, eighteen hundred and C six,
We set G sail from the sweet cove of D Cork
We were G sailing away with a cargo of C bricks
For the G grand City D Hall in New G York

She was a G wonderful craft, she was D rigged 'fore and aft
And G oh how the wild winds D drove her
She 'stood G several blasts, she had Em twenty-seven C masts
And they G called her the D Irish G Rover

Verse 2
We had G one million bags of the best Sligo C rags
We had G two million barrels of D stones
We had G three million sides of old blind horses' C hides
We had G four million D barrels of G bones

We had G five million hogs and D six million dogs
G And seven million barrels of D porter
We had G eight million bales of old Em nanny goats' C tails
In the G hold of the Irish D Ro-Gver

Verse 3
There was G Barney McGee from the banks of the C Lee
There was G Hogan from County Ty-Drone
There was G Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of C work
And a G man from D Westmeath called G Malone

There was G Slugger O'Toole who was D drunk as a rule
G And fighting Bill Tracy from D Dover
And your G man Mick McCann, from the Em banks of the C Bann
Was the G skipper of the Irish D Ro-Gver

Verse 4
We had G sailed seven years when the measles broke C out
And our G ship lost her way in the D fog
And the G whole of the crew was reduced down to C two
'Twas G meself and the D captain's old G dog

Then the G ship struck a rock oh D Lord what a shock
G The bulkhead was turned right D* over STOP
We turned G* nine times around - then Em* the poor old dog was C* drowned  SHOUT 1,2,3,4
Now I'm G the last of the Irish D Ro-Gver

Outro + Kazoo same as verse
Do do G do do do do do do do do C do
do do G do do do do do do D do
do do G do do do do do do do do do C do
do G do do do D do do do do G do

do do G do do do do do do D do do do
G do do do do do do D do
slowing down do do G* do do do do do Em* do do do do do C* do
Now I'm the G last of the Irish D Ro-Gver

1 2 3 G 3 C 1 1 1 D 1 2 3 Em

The Old Man * [C]The Furys's

The Gtears have all been Cshed now
We've Dsaid our last good-G-byes
His Emsoul's been blessed
He's Amlaid to rest
And it's Anow I feel a-D-lone
He was Gmore than just a Cfather
A Dteacher, my best Gfriend
He can Emstill be heard
In the Amtunes we shared
When we Aplay them on our Down.

Chorus
No I nev-C-ver will forget Ghim
For he Cmade me what I Gam
Though he Cmay be gone
Memories Dlinger Emon
And I Cmiss him….D..the old Gman

As a Gboy, he'd take me walk-C-ing
By Dmountain field and Gstream
And he Emshowed me things
Not Amknown to kings
And Asecret between him and Dme
Like the Gcolours of the pheas-C-ant
As he Drises in the Gdawn
And Emhow to fish and Ammake a wish
Be-A-side the holy Dtree.

Chorus
No I nev-C-ver will forget Ghim
For he Cmade me what I Gam
Though he Cmay be gone
Memories Dlinger Emon
And I Cmiss him….D..the old Gman

I Gthought he'd live for-C-ever
He Dseemed so big and Gstrong
But the Emminutes fly
And the Amyears roll by
For a Afather and a Dson
And sud-G-denly, when it hap-C-pened
There was Dso much left un-G-said
No Emsecond chance
To Amtell him thanks
For Aeverything he's Ddone.

Chorus
No I nev-C-ver will forget Ghim
For he Cmade me what I Gam
Though he Cmay be gone
Memories Dlinger Emon
And I Cmiss him….D..the old Gman

1 2 3 G 3 C 1 1 1 D 1 2 3 Em 2 Am 1 2 A

The Sound Of Silence * [C]DISTURB

CAP0-2ND FRET

EmHello darkness, my old Dfriend,
I've come to talk with you Emagain,
Because a vision softly Ccreep-G-ing,
Left its seeds while I was Csleep-G-ing,
And the Cvision that was planted in my Gbrain
Still re-Em-mains within the Dsound of Emsilence.

Verse 2
In restless dreams I walked Dalone
Narrow streets of cobbleEmstone,
'neath the halo of a Cstreet Glamp,
I turned my collar to the coldC and Gdamp
When my Ceyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon Glight
That split the Emnight and touched the Dsound of Emsilence.

Verse 3
And in the naked light I Dsaw
Ten thousand people, maybe Emmore.
People talking withoutC speak-G-ing,
People hearing withoutC listen-G-ing,
People writing Csongs that voices never Gshare
And no one Emdare, disturb the Dsound of Emsilence.

Verse 4

Fools said I, you do not Dknow
Silence like a cancer Emgrows.
Hear my words that I might Cteach Gyou,
Take my arms that I might Creach Gyou.
But my Cwords like silent raindrops Gfell,
And Emechoed in, in the Dwells of Emsilence

Verse 5

And the people bowed and Dprayed
To the neon God they Emmade.
And the sign flashed out it's Cwarn-G-ing,
In the words that it waCs form-G-ing.
And the sign said, the Cwords of the prophets are written on the subway Gwalls
and tenement Emhalls. And whisper'd in the Dsounds of Emsilence.

1 2 3 Em 1 1 1 D 3 C 1 2 3 G

This is the Life [Am]Amy McDonald

Intro`
Am  F  C  Em

Oh, the Am wind whistles down
The Fcold dark street tonight
And the C people they were dancingEm to the music vibe
And the Am boys chase the girls with the curls in their hair
While the Fshy tormented youth sit way over there
And the Csongs they get louder
Each one better than beEmfore

Chorus
And you're singing the sAmongs, thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the Fmorning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go?
CWhere you gonna go? Where you gonna sleep toEmnight
And you're singing the sAmongs, thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the Fmorning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? CWhere you gonna go? Where you gonna sleep toEmnight
Where you gonna sleep toAmnight

Instrumental
Am  F  C  Em

So you're Amheading down the road in your taxi for four
And you're Fwaiting outside Jimmy's front door
But Cnobody's in and nobody's home 'tilEm four
So you're Amsitting there with nothing to do
Talking aFbout Robert Riger and his motley crew
And Cwhere you're gonna go and where you're gonna sleep toEmnight

Chorus
And you're singing the sAmongs, thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the Fmorning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? CWhere you gonna go? Where you gonna sleep toEmnight?
And you're singing the sAmongs, thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the Fmorning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? CWhere you gonna go? \Where you gonna sleep tonEmight?
Where you gonna sleep tonAmight?

Instrumental
Am  F  C  Em
Am  F  C  Em

Chorus
And you're singing the sAmongs, thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the Fmorning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? CWhere you gonna go? Where you gonna sleep toEmnight?
And you're singing the sAmongs, thinking this is the life
And you wake up in the Fmorning and your head feels twice the size
Where you gonna go? CWhere you gonna go? \Where you gonna sleep tonEmight?
Where you gonna sleep tonAmight?......

SLOW ON LAST LINE

Outro
Am  F  C  Em  Am

2 Am 1 2 F 3 C 1 2 3 Em

Travellin' Soldier [C]The Dixie Chicks

C Two days past 18
He was waiting for the bus in his army greens
Sat Fdown at a booth in a cafe there,
Gave his Corder to a girl with a bow in her hair.
CHe's a little shy so she gives him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And Ftalking to me ... I'm feeling a little Clow
She said I'm Bboff in an hour and FI know where we can Cgo.
CSo they went down and they sat on the pier,
he said "I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care,
I F got no one... to send a letter Cto.
Would you Bbmind if I sent Fone back here to Cyou?"

Chorus
AmI cried
FNever gonna hold the hand of another Cguy
Too young, for him they told her
GWaitin' for the love of a travellin' soldier
AmOur love will never end
FWaitin' for the soldier to come back Cagain
Never more to be alone
When the Gletter says, a soldier's coming Chome

CSo the letters came from an army camp
In California then Vietnam
And he F told her of his heart
It might be love and C all of things he was so scared of.
He said when it's gettin' kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And F I close my eyes and see your pretty Csmile
Don't Bbworry but I won't be Fable to write for a Cwhile

Chorus

COne Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang
A Fman said Folks .. would you bow your heads
For a Clist of local Vietnam dead.
Cryin' all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And Fone name read and nobody really C cared
But a Bbpretty little girl .. Fwith a bow in her Chair.

AmI cried……..FNever gonna hold the hand of another Cguy
Too young, for him they told her
GWaitin' for the love of a travellin' soldier
AmOur love will never end
FWaitin' for the soldier to come back Cagain
Never more to be alone

Slowing down on the last line

When the Gletter says, a soldier's coming Chome

G* C*

3 C 1 2 F 1 2 3 Bb 2 Am 1 2 3 G

Wagon Wheel [G]Old Crow Medicine Show

Capro 2nd Fret
G  D  Em  C    G  D  C
G  D  Em  C    G  D  C

GHeaded down south to the Dland of the pines
And I'm Emthumbin' my way into CNorth Carolina
GStarin' up the road
And prayin to DGod I see Cheadlights
I Gmade it down the coast in Dseventeen hours
EmPickin' me a bouquet of Cdogwood flowers
And I'm a Ghopin' for Raleigh
I can Dsee my baby toCnight

So Grock me mama like a Dwagon wheel
EmRock me mama anyCway you feel
GHey,D mama Crock me
GRock me mama like the Dwind and the rain
EmRock me mama like a Csouth-bound train
GHey,D mama Crock me

Instrumental
G  D  Em  C    G  D  C

GRunnin' from the cold Dup in New England
I was Emborn to be a fiddler in an Cold-time string band
My Gbaby plays the guitar
DI pick a banjo Cnow
Oh, the GNorth country winters keep a Dgettin' me down
Lost my Emmoney playin' poker so I Chad to up and leave
But I Gain't a turnin' back
To Dlivin' that old life Cno more

So Grock me mama like a Dwagon wheel
EmRock me mama anyCway you feel
GHey,D mama Crock me
GRock me mama like the Dwind and the rain
EmRock me mama like a Csouth-bound train
GHey,D mama Crock me

Instrumental
G  D  Em  C    G  D  C
G  D  Em  C    G  D  C

GWalkin' to the south Dout of Roanoke
I caught a Emtrucker out of Philly
Had a Cnice long toke
But Ghe's a headed west from the DCumberland Gap
To CJohnson City, Tennessee
And I Ggotta get a move on Dbefore the sun
I hear my Embaby callin' my name
And I Cknow that she's the only one
And Gif I die in Raleigh
At Dleast I will die Cfree

So Grock me mama like a Dwagon wheel
EmRock me mama anyCway you feel
GHey,D mama Crock me
GRock me mama like the Dwind and the rain
EmRock me mama like a Csouth-bound train
GHey,D mama Crock meG

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Whiskey For Breakfast [D]Artist

INTRO

D  G  D  A  D  G  D  A  D X2

D Em Em D A G A G D A D X 2

Well, Dearly one morning ‘fore the sun could shine
I was Gwalkin’ down the Dstreet not Afeelin’ so fine
I Dsaw two old men with a bottle between ‘em
And Gthis is the Dsong that I Aheard them Dsingin’

Chorus
DLord, preserve us. Saints, protect us.
AWe been drinkin’ whiskey ‘fore breakfast.

D A G A  G D A D

Well, I Dpassed by the steps where they were a’sittin’
I Gcouldn’t beDlieve how Adrunk they were gettin’
I Dsaid “Old men, have you been drinkin’ long?”
They said “GJust loDng enough tAo be singin’ Dthis song.”

Chorus
DLord, preserve us. Saints, protect us.
AWe been drinkin’ whiskey ‘fore breakfa-ast.

D A G A  G D A D

Well, they Dhanded me a bottle, said, "Take a little sip."
And it Gfelt so Dgood, I Ajust couldn't quit
So I Dtook a little more, next thing I knew
There were Gthree of us Dsittin' there Asingin' this Dtune

DLord, preserve us. Saints, protect us.
‘Been Adrinkin’ whiskey ‘fore breakfast.

D A G A  G D A D

Well, Done by one everybody in town
GHeard our Druckus and they Aall came down
DPretty soon all the streets were a-ringin’
With the Gsound of the Dwhole town Alaughin’ and Dsingin’

DLord, preserve us. Saints, protect us.
‘Been Adrinkin’ whiskey ‘fore breakfast.

D A G A  G D A D

DLord, preserve us. Saints, protect us.
‘Been Adrinkin’ whiskey ‘fore breakfa-ast.

D A G A  G D A D

Outro
D  G D  A  D  G  D  A  D X2

D Em Em  D A G A G D A D X 2

1 1 1 D 1 2 3 G 1 2 A 1 2 3 Em

Whiskey In The Jar [C]Thin Lizzy

Verse 1
C As I was a goin' over the Am far famed Kerry mountains
I F met with Captain Farrell and his C money he was counting
I C first produced my pistol and I Am then produced my rapier
Said F "Stand and deliver" for you C are my bold deceiver

Chorus
With me G ring dum-a doo dum-a da
C Whack for the daddy-o F whack for the daddy-o
There's C whiskey G7 in the C jar.

Verse 2
I C counted out his money and it Am made a pretty penny
I F put it in me pocket and I C brought it home to Jenny
She C said and she swore that she Am never would deceive me
But the F devil take the women for they C never can be easy

Chorus

Verse 3
I C went into my chamber, all Am for to take a slumber
I F dreamt of gold and jewels and for C sure it was no wonder
But C Jenny drew me charges and she Am filled them up with water
Then F sent for captain Farrell to be C ready for the slaughter.

Chorus

Verse 4
It was C early in the morning, just beAmfore I rose to travel
The F guards were all around me and C likewise Captain Farrell
I C first produced me pistol for she Am stole away me rapier
But I F couldn't shoot the water, so a C prisoner I was taken.

Chorus

Verse 5
If C anyone can aid me, it's my Am brother in the army,
If F I can find his station in C Cork or in Killarney.
And C if he'll come and save me, we'll go Am roving near Kilkenny,
and I F swear he'll treat me better than me C darling sportling Jenny.

Chorus

Verse 6
Now C some men take delight in the Am drinking and the roving,
But F others take delight in the C gambling and the smoking.
But C I take delight in the Am juice of the barley,
and F courting pretty Jenny in the C morning bright and early.

Chorus
With me G ring dum-a doo dum-a da
C Whack for the daddy-o F whack for the daddy-o
There's C whiskey G7 in the C jar.

REPEAT CHORUS Slow up On The Last Line

3 C 2 Am 1 2 F 1 2 3 G 1 2 3 G7

Wild Rover [C]The Dubliners

Intro
C G7 C C

Verse 1
I've C been a wild rover for many a F year
And I C spent all me G7 money on whiskey and C beer
But C now I'm returning with gold in great F store,
And I C promise to G7 play the wild rover no C more

Chorus
And it's G7 no, nay, never
C No, nay, never, no F more,
Will I C play the wild F rover,
No G7 never, no C more C

Verse 2
I C went to an ale house I used to fre-Fquent,
And I C told the landG7lady me money’s all C spent,
I C asked her for credit, she answered me F "Nay...
Sure a C custom like G7 yours I could get any C day."

Chorus

Verse 3
I C took from my pocket 10 sovereigns F bright,
And the C landlady's G7 eyes opened up with de-Clight,
She C said, "I have whiskeys and wines of the F best,
And the C words that I G7 told you were only in C jest.

Chorus

Verse 4
I'll go C home to my parents, confess what I've F done,
And I'll C ask them to G7 pardon their prodigal C son,
And C if they forgive me as oft times be-Ffore,
Then I C never will G7 play the wild rover no C more!

Chorus
And it's G7 no, nay, never
C No, nay, never, no F more,
Will I C play the wild F rover,
No G7 never, no C more C

And it's G7 no, nay, never
C No, nay, never, no F more,
Slowing
Will I C/// plaaaay the wild F/// rover,
No G7/// never, no C////// more.

3 C 1 2 3 G7 1 2 F

Will the circle be unbroken [G]Nitty Gritty Band

GI was standing by my window
On a Ccold and cloudy Gday

When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry Dmy mother Gaway.

Chorus

GWill the circle be unbroken
Bye and Cbye Lord, bye and Gbye,

There's a better world home a-waiting
In the sky Lord, Din the Gsky.

GI said to the undertaker,
Under-C-taker please drive Gslow

For that body that you are carrying
Lord, I hate to Dsee her Ggo.

Chorus

GWill the circle be unbroken
Bye and Cbye Lord, bye and Gbye,

There's a better world home a-waiting
In the sky Lord, Din the Gsky.

GWell I followed close behind her
Tried to Chold up and be Gbrave

But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her Din that Ggrave.

Chorus

GWill the circle be unbroken
Bye and Cbye Lord, bye and Gbye,

There's a better world home a-waiting
In the sky Lord, Din the Gsky.

GI went back home, lord that home was lonesome
Since my Cmother, she was Ggone

All my brothers, and sisters crying
What a home so Dsad and a-G-lone

Chorus

GWill the circle be unbroken
Bye and Cbye Lord, bye and Gbye,

There's a better world home a-waiting
In the sky Lord, Din the Gsky.

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