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Black Velvet Band [Dm]TRADITIONAL

Intro Dm G7 C C

In a C neat little town they call Belfast, apprenticed to trade I was G bound,
and C Many an Em hour of sweet Am* hap G* pi C* ness
Have I Dm spent in that G7 neat little C town.
'Till a sad misfortune came o'er me, and caused me to stray from the G land.
Far a C way from Em my friends and re-Am* la-G*-a-C*-tions,
Be-Dmtrayed by the G7 black velvet C band.

Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.

I C took a stroll down Broadway, meaning not long for to G stay,
When C who should I Em meet but this Am* pretty G* fair C* maid,
Come a Dm traipsing a-G7long the high-Cway.
She was both fair and handsome, her neck it was just like a G swan's.
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.

Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.

I C took a stroll with this pretty fair maid, and a gentleman passing us G by.
Well, I C knew she Em meant the Am* doing G* of C* him,
By the Dm look in her G7 roguish black C eye.
A gold watch she took from his pocket, and placed it right into my G hand,
And the C very first Em thing that I Am* sa-G*-id C* was
"Bad  Dm ‘cess to the G7 black velvet C band".

Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.

BeCfore the judge and the jury, next morning I had to ap-Gpear.
And the C judge he Em says to Am* me, G* "Young C* Man,
The Dm case against you is G7 proving C clear.
We’ll give you seven years penal servitude, to be spent far away from this G land,
Far a-Cway from your Em friends and com-Am* pa-G*-ni-C*-ons,,
Be-Dmtrayed by the G7 black velvet C band.

Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.

So Ccome on you jolly young fellows, a warning take from Gme
When you’re Cout on the Em town me Am* bo-G*-oo-C*oys,
Be-Dm ware theG7  pretty CColleen
For they will fill you with strong drink, me lads, ‘Till you’re unable toG stand
And the C very last thing Em that you will Am*kn Gow is
You’re Dm landed in G7 van-demons C land

Her C eyes they shone like diamonds, I thought her the queen of the G land,
And her C hair hung Em over her Am* sho-G*-oul-C*-der,
Tied Dm up with a G7 black velvet C band.

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

Black Velvet Band [C]Traditional

Intro Dm G 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 C way from my friends and relations,
BeDmtrayed 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 aGlong 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 apGpear.
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 aCway from your friends and relations,
BeDmtrayed by the G black velvet C band.

Chorus x2
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*

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

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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

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

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

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

Raglan Road [G]Luke Kelly (Patrick Kavanagh)

On G Raglan Road on an Autumn C day I G saw her C first and G knew
That C her dark hair would G weave a Em snare that G I might one day Drue
I C saw the danger G yet I Em walked aG long the enchanted Dway
And I G said 'Let grief be a falling C leeeeaf
At the G dawning C of the Gday

On G Grafton Street in Novem C ber we walked G lightly aC long the G ledge
Of a C deep ravine where G can be Em seen the G worth of passion's Dpledge
The C Queen of Hearts still G making Em tarts, and G I not making hay
Oh I G loved too much and by such, by C such is G happiness C thrown aG way

I G gave her gifts of the mi - C ind I G gave her the C secret G sign
That's C known to the artists G who have Em known the G true gods of sound and Dstone
And C word and tint G without Em stint, I G gave her poems to say

With her G own name there and her long dark C hair
Like G clouds o'er the C fields of G May

On a G quiet street where old ghosts C meet I G see her C walking G now
AC way from me so G hurried-Em ly my G reason must alDlow
That C I have wooed not G as I Em should, a G creature made of clay
when the G angel woos the clay he'll C lose his G wings at the C dawn of G day.

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

Red Rose Café * [Gm]The Fury's

Intro GmGmGmGm

Gm They come from the farms and the factories too,
And they all soon forget who they D7 are
The cares of today are soon washed away
As they sit on a stool by the Gm bar.
The girl with green eyes in the rolling stones shirt
Doesn't look like she works on the Cm land
The man at the end is a Gm very good friend
Of a D7 man who sells cars G second hand

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

The Gm salesmen relax with a few pints of beer,
And they try not to talk about D7 trade.
The poet won't write any verses tonight
He may sing a sweet serenGmade.
So pull up a chair and forget about life,
It's a good thing to do now and Cm then.
And if you like it here, I have an Gm idea,
D7 Tomorrow lets all meet  G again.

NC Down at the G red rose cafe in the harbour
There by the port just outside AmsterDdam
Everyone C shares in the songs and the G laughter
Everyone D there is so happy to be G there

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

1 2 3 Gm 1 2 D7 1 1 1 Cm 1 2 3 G × × × × NC 1 1 1 D 3 C

Take Me Home, Country Roads [A]John Denver

Intro A

A Almost heaven... F#m West Virginia
E Blue ridge mountains DShenandoah Ariver
A Life is old there F#molder than the trees
EYounger than the moun-tains... Dblowing like a breeze A

Country Aroads... take me E7home
To the F#mplace... I beDlong
West VirAginia... mountain maEma
Take me Dhome... country Aroads

A All my memories... F#m gathered round her
E Miner’s lady... Dstranger to blue Awater
A Dark and dusty... F#mpainted on the sky
EMisty taste of moonshine Dteardrops in my Aeye

Country Aroads... take me E7home
To the F#mplace... I beDlong
West VirAginia... mountain maEma
Take me Dhome... country Aroads

F#m I hear her E7voice in the Amornin’ hour she calls me
The Dradio reAminds me of my Ehome far away
And F#mdrivin’ down the Groad I get a feelDin’ that I
Ashould have been home Eyesterday... yesterE7day

Country Aroads... take me E7home
To the F#mplace... I beDlong
West VirAginia... mountain maEma
Take me Dhome... country Aroads
Take me E7home... down country Aroads
Take me E7home... down country Aroads A – single strum

1 2 A 1 2 3 F#m 1 2 E 1 1 1 D 1 2 3 E7 1 2 3 G

Take Me Home, Country Roads [C]John Denver

Intro Same as first 2 lines
C Am
G F C

Verse 1
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 F home... 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 F home... 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 beFlong
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

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 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
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
do do G do do do do do Em do do do do do C do
do do G do do do do D do  do Gdo

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 how G 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 D Irish G Rover

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 D Irish G Rover

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 D the captain's old G dog
Then the G ship struck a rock STOP oh Lord D what a shock STOP
G The bulkhead  was turned right D over
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 D Irish  Ro-Gver

Outro + Kazoo
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 STOP do do D do do do STOP
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 G the last of the D Irish  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

Travelin Soldier * [A]The Chicks

A Two days past eighteen
He was Awaitin' for the bus in his army green
Sat Ddown in a booth, in a cafe there
He gave his Aorder to a girl with a bow in her hair
AHe's a little shy so she give him a smile
And he Asaid would you mind sittin' down for a while
And Dtalkin' to me, I'm feelin' a little Alow
She said I'm Goff in an hour Dand I know where we can Ago

So they Awent down and they sat on the pier
He said I Abet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
I Dgot no one,...to send a letter Ato
Would you Gmind if I sent Done back here Ato you

Chorus
F#m I cried
DNever gonna hold the hand of another guy
AToo young, for him they told her
E7Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
F#mOur love will never end
DWaitin' for the soldier to come back again
ANever more to be alone, when the E7letter said, a soldier's comin' Ahome

ASo the letters came from an army camp
In ACalifornia then Vietnam
And he Dtold her of his heart, it might be love
And Aall of the things that he was so scared of
He Asaid when it's gettin' kinda rough over here
I Athink of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I Dclose my eyes and see your pretty Asmile
GDon't worry but I won't Dbe able to write for Aa while

Chorus

One AFriday night at a football game
The ALord's Prayer said and the anthem sang
A Dman said "Folks, would you bow your head
To Aa list of local soldiers dead"
ACryin' all alone under the stands
Was a Apiccolo player in the marchin' band
And Done name read, and nobody really Acared
But the Gpretty little Dgirl, with a bow Ain her hair

F#m I cried
DNever gonna hold the hand of another guy
AToo young, for him they told her
E7Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
F#mOur love will never end
DWaitin' for the soldier to come back again
ANever more to be alone, when the E7letter said, a soldier's comin'...

Outro
F#mI cried
DNever gonna hold the hand of another guy
AToo young, for him they told her
E7Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
F#mOur love will never end
DWaitin' for the soldier to come back again
ANever more to be alone, when the E7letter said, a soldier's comin' Ahome

1 2 A 1 1 1 D 1 2 3 G 1 2 3 F#m 1 2 3 E7

Wagon Wheel [A]Old Crow Medicine Show

Intro
A  E  F#m  D  A  E  D
A  E  F#m  D  A  E  D

AHeaded down south to the Eland of the pines
And I'm F#mthumbin' my way into DNorth Carolina
AStarin' up the road,and praying to EGod for Dheadlights
I Amade it down the coast in Eseventeen hours
F#mPickin' me a bouquet of dogDwood flowers
And I'm a Ahopin' for Raleigh
I can Esee my baby toDnight

So Arock me mama like a Ewagon wheel
F#mRock me mama anyDway you feel
AHey,E mama Drock me
ARock me mama like the Ewind and the rain
F#mRock me mama like a sDouth-bound train
AHey,E mama Drock me

Instrumental
A  E  F#m  D  A  E  D

ARunnin' from the cold Eup in New England
I was F#mborn to be a fiddler in an old-Dtime string band
My Ababy plays the guitar
EI pick a banjo Dnow
Oh, the ANorth country winters keep a Egettin' me down
Lost my F#mmoney playin' poker so I had Dto up and leave
But I Aain't a turnin' back
To Elivin' that old life Dno more

So Arock me mama like a Ewagon wheel
F#mRock me mama anywDay you feel
AHey,E mama Drock me
ARock me mama like the Ewind and the rain
F#mRock me mama like a sDouth-bound train
AHey,E mama Drock me

Instrumental
A  E  F#m  D  A  E  D
A  E  F#m  D  A  E  D

AWalkin' to the south Eout of Roanoke
I caught a F#mtrucker out of Philly
Had a Dnice long toke
But Ahe's a headed west from the ECumberland Gap
To DJohnson City, Tennessee

And I Agotta get a move on Ebefore the sun
I hear my F#mbaby callin' my name
And I Dknow that she's the only one
And Aif I die in Raleigh
At Eleast I will die Dfree

So Arock me mama like a Ewagon wheel
F#mRock me mama anywDay you feel
AHey,E mama Drock me
ARock me mama like the Ewind and the rain
F#mRock me mama like a sDouth-bound train
AHey,E mama Drock meA

1 2 A 1 2 E 1 2 3 F#m 1 1 1 D

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

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

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

Whiskey In the Jar [G]

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

Chorus
With me D ring dum-a doo dum-a da
G Whack for the daddy-o. C whack for the daddy-o
There's G whiskey D7 in the G jar

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

Chorus

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

Chorus

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

Chorus

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

Chorus

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

Chorus
With me D ring dum-a doo dum-a da
G Whack for the daddy-o. C whack for the daddy-o
There's G whiskey D7 in the G jar

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

Wild Rover [G]The Dubliners

I've G been a wild rover for many a C year
I G spent all me C money on D7 whiskey and G beer
But G now I'm returning with gold in great C store
And G I never will C play the D7 wild rover no G more

Chorus
And it's D7 no nay never,G no nay never no Cmore
Will I G play the wild C rover, no D7 never, no G more

I G went in to an alehouse I used to freCquent
And I G told the landC lady me D7 money was G spent
I G asked her for credit, she answered me "C Nay!"
"Such G custom as C yours I could D7h ave any Gday!"

Chorus

I G took out of me pocket ten sovereigns C bright
And the G landlady's C eyes opened D7 wide with deG light
She G said
"I have whiskeys and wines on the C best!
And the G words that I C told you were D7 only in Gjest!"

Chorus

I'll go G home to my parents, confess what I've C done
And G ask them to C pardon their D7 prodigal G son
And G when they've caressed me as oft times beCfore
I G never will C play the wild D7 rover no G more.

Chorus x2

1 2 3 G 3 C 1 2 D7

Wild Rover [☘️] [C]The Dubliners

Intro
C G7 C C

Verse 1
I've C been a wild G7 rover for C many's a F year
And I've C spent all me G7 money on whiskey and C beer
But now I'm reG7turning with C gold in great F store,
And 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 C never, G7 no C more

Verse 2
I went to an G7 alehouse I C used to freFquent,
And I C told the landG7lady my money was C spent,
I asked her for G7 credit, she C answered me F "Nay...
Sure its C custom like G7 yours I can get any C day."

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

Verse 3
I took from me G7 pocket ten C sovereigns F bright,
And the C landlady's G7 eyes opened wide with deClight,
She said, "I have G7 whiskeys and C wines of the F best,
Sure the C words that I G7 spoke now were only in C jest.

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

Verse 4
I'll go home to my G7 parents, C confess what I've F done,
And I'll C ask them to G7 pardon their prodigal C son,
And then they'll G7 caress me as C oft times be-Ffore,
And 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 C never, G7 no C more

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

3 C 1 2 3 G7 1 2 F