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DENVER UKE COMMUNITY
DENVER UKECOMMUNITY
JULY MEETING
AMERICASONGS
Moe's Original
Bar B Que
3295 S. Broadway
Englewood, CO 80113
(303) 781-0414
TO BE A COOL
KID ALL YOU HAVE
TO DO IS COME ALONG
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Mona Lisa and Mad Hatters
Verse 1:
//C F/C C E7 Am C/G F C/E Dm
And now I know Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
C Dm7 C E7/B Am C/G F C/E Dm Dm7-C/E
Well I thought I knew but now I know that rose trees never grow, in New York City
F C/E Dm C
Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
F C/E Dm/G C
You stand at the edge while people run you through
F C Dm/G C
And I thank the Lord there's people out there like you
F C/E Dm G
I thank the Lord there's people out there like you - uh
Chorus C Bb Am C/G
While Mona Lisa and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
C F
Turn around and say good morning to the night
E7 Am C/G F C/E D
For unless they see the sky but they can't and that is why
F G F C
They know not if it's dark outside or li------ght
Verse 2:
F/C C E7 Am C/G F C/E Dm
This Broadway's got it's got a lot of songs to sing if I knew the tunes I might join in
C Dm7 C E7/B Am C/G F C/E Dm Dm7-C/E
I'll go my way alone grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown, in New York City
F C/E Dm C
Subway's no way for a good man to go down.
F C/E Dm/G C
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
F C Dm/G C
And I thank the Lord for the people I have found.
F C/E Dm G
I thank the Lord for the people I have fou----nd
[Chorus]
Blue Bayou (Roy Orbison)
Gm C7 F
F I feel so bad I’ve got a worried mind, C7 I’m so lonesome all the time; F since I left my baby behind on blue bayou F C7 Saving nickels, saving dimes, working till the sun don’t shine F Looking forward to happier times, on blue bayou F C7 I’m going back some day, come what may, to blue bayou F Where you sleep all day, and the catfish play, on blue bayou F7 Bb Bbm All those fishing boats, with their sails afloat, if I could only see F C7 F That familiar sunrise, through sleepy eyes, how happy I’d be F Got to see my baby again, C7 and to be with some of my friends F Maybe I’ll be happy then, on blue bayou F C7 Saving nickels, saving dimes, working till the sun don’t shine F Looking forward to happier times, on blue bayou F C7 I’m going back some day, gonna stay, on blue bayou F Where the folks are fine, and the world is mine, on blue bayou F7 Bb Bbm Oh, that girl of mine, by my side, the silver moon and the evening tide F C7 F Oh, some sweet day, gonna take away, this hurtin’ inside C7 Gm C7 F I’ll never be blue, my dreams come true, on blue bayou (DUC 6/2016 – brad)
!ROCKY!MOUNTAIN!HIGH!!!(John&Denver&1972&–&W/M&John&Denver&&&Mike&Taylor)!&(Intro)!!!!!D&&G&&A&&&(ad&lib)&&?&&A7&(Verse+1)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&&A&He!was!born!in!the!summer!of!his!twenty>seventh!year,!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&coming!home!to!a!place!he’d!never!been!before.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&A&He!left!yesterday!behind!him,!you!might!say!he!was!born!again,!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&A&you!might!say!he!found!a!key!for!every!door.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&A&When!he!first!came!to!the!mountains!his!life!was!far!away,!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&A&on!the!road!and!hanging!by!a!song.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&A&But!the!strings!already!broken!and!he!doesn’t!really!care,!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&A&it!keeps!changing!fast!and!it!don’t!last!for!long.!
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(Chorus+1)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&But!the!Colorado!Rocky!Mountain!high,!
&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&I’ve!seen!it!raining!fire!in!the!sky.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&G&&The!shadow!from!the!starlight!is!softer!than!a!lullaby.!
&&(n/c)&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&G&&&&A&Rocky!Mountain!high.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&G&&&&A7&Rocky!Mountain!high.!
&(Verse+2)+&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&A&He!climbed!cathedral!mountains,!he!saw!silver!clouds!below,!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&A&he!saw!everything!as!far!as!you!can!see.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&And!they!say!that!he!got!crazy!once!and!he!tried!to!touch!the!sun,!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&A&and!he!lost!a!friend!but!kept!his!memory.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&Now!he!walks!in!quiet!solitude,!the!forests!and!the!streams!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&A&&&seeking!grace!in!every!step!he!takes.!
&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&A&His!sight!has!turned!inside!himself!to!try!and!understand!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&A&the!serenity!of!a!clear!blue!mountain!lake.!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ROCKY!MOUNTAIN!HIGH!(Continued)!
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(Chorus+2)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&And!the!Colorado!Rocky!Mountain!high,!
&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&I’ve!seen!it!raining!fire!in!the!sky.!
&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&A&&&&&G&Talk!to!God!and!listen!to!the!casual!reply.!
&&&(n/c)&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&G&&&&A&Rocky!Mountain!high.!!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&G&&&&A7&Rocky!Mountain!high.!
&(Verse+3)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&Now!his!life!is!full!of!wonder,!but!his!heart!still!knows!some!fear!
&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&of!a!simple!thing!he!cannot!comprehend.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&A&Why,!they!try!to!tear!the!mountains!down!to!bring!in!a!couple!more,!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&A&more!people,!more!scars!upon!the!land.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&And!the!Colorado!Rocky!Mountain!high,!
&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&I’ve!seen!it!raining!fire!in!the!sky.!
&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&G&I!know!he’d!be!a!poor!man!if!he!never!saw!an!eagle!fly.!
&&&&(n/c)&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&Rocky!Mountain!high,!………..!in!COLORADO!………..!
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(Outro)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&It’s!a!Colorado!Rocky!Mountain!high,!
&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&I’ve!seen!it!raining!fire!in!the!sky.!
&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&Friends!around!the!campfire!and!everybody’s!high.!
&&&&&&&(n/c)&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Rocky!Mountain!high,!…..!High!in!COLORADO.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Rocky!Mountain!high,!…..!High!in!COLORADO.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Rocky!Mountain!high,!…..!High!in!COLORADO.!
&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Rocky!Mountain!high,!…..!High!in!COLORADO.!
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AN AMERICAN DREAM – Nitty Gritty Dirt Band (Rodney Crowell -‐1978) Intro: G C D G G C D G G C I beg your pardon, mama, what did you say? D G My mind was drifting on a Martinique day. G C It’s not that I’m not interested, you see; D G Augusta, Georgia is just no place for be. G C I think Jamaica in the moonlight. D G Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night. G C We’ve got no money, mama, but we can go; D G We’ll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove. G C Keep on talking, mama, I can hear. D G Your voice it tickles down inside of my ear. G C I feel a tropical vacation this year, D G Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer. G C I think Jamaica in the moonlight. D G Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night. G C We’ve got no money, mama, but we can go; D G We’ll split the difference, go to Coconut Grove.
AN AMERICAN DREAM – page 2 G C Viola! ….. An American Dream. D G We can travel girl without any means. G C When it’s as easy as closing your eyes, D G And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign. Musical break: G C D G G C D G G C Just keep talking mama, I like the sound. D G It goes so easy with that rain falling down. G C I think a tropical vacation this year, D G Might be the answer to this hillbilly beer. G C Viola! ….. An American Dream. D G Well, we can travel girl without any means. G C When it’s as easy as closing your eyes, D G And dream Jamaica is a big neon sign. G C I think Jamaica in the moonlight. D G Sandy beaches, drinking rum every night. G C We got no money, mama, but we can go; D G Split the difference, go to Coconut Grove. (Repeat and go to Outro) Outro: G C D G
(Ultimate Guitar Archive – YouTube – var. Internet / Key-G arr. DUC 7/2016 Brad)
OH, SUSANNA 4/4 1…2…1234
I COME FROM ALABAMA WITH A BANJO ON MY KNEE
I'M GOING TO LOUSIANA, MY TRUE LOVE FOR TO SEE.
IT RAINED ALL NIGHT THE DAY I LEFT, THE WEATHER IT WAS DRY
THE SUN SO HOT I FROZE TO DEATH, SUSANNA, DON'T YOU CRY.
(CHORUS):
OH, SUSANNA, O DON'T YOU CRY FOR ME
'CAUSE I COME FROM ALABAMA WITH AN UKULELE ON MY KNEE
I HAD A DREAM THE OTHER NIGHT WHEN EVERYTHING WAS STILL
I THOUGHT I SAW SUSANNA DEAR, A-COMIN' DOWN THE HILL.
A BUCKWHEAT CAKE WAS IN HER MOUTH, A TEAR WAS IN HER EYE,
SAYS I, "I'M COMING FROM THE SOUTH, SUSANNA, DON'T YOU CRY."
(CHORUS)
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California Girls - The Beach Boys
Intro: A F#m (repeat ad lib) A Well East coast girls are hip G I really dig those styles they wear D And the Southern girls with the way they talk E7 They knock me out when I’m down there A G The mid-west farmers daughters really make you feel alright D And the northern girls with the way they kiss E7 They keep their boyfriends warm at night A Bm7 I wish they all could be California G Am I wish they all could be California F Gm A I wish they all could be California girls A The West coast has the sunshine G And the girls all get so tanned D I dig a French bikini on Hawaii island dolls E7 By a palm tree in the sand A I been all around this great big world G And I’ve seen all kinds of girls D Yeah, but I couldn’t wait to get back in the states E7 Back to the cutest girls in the world
CALIFORNIA GIRLS – (PAGE 2)
A Bm7 I wish they all could be California G Am I wish they all could be California F Gm A I wish they all could be California girls Musical interlude: A F#m G (repeat ad lib) A Bm7 I wish they all could be California G Am I wish they all could be California F Gm A I wish they all could be California girls A F#m G (Fade out)
(From guitarmusicchordsandlyrics.com – 01/23/2016 Brad)
YOU’RE A GRAND OLD FLAG w. m. George M. Cohan 4/4 1234 12
HIT
You’re a grand old flag, you’re a high flying flag
And forever in peace may you wave
You’re the em - blem of the land I love, the home of the free and the brave
Every heart beats true for the red, white, and blue
Where there’s never a boast or brag
Should auld acquaintance be forgot, keep your eye on the grand old flag
Keep your eye on the grand old flag
CITY OF NEW ORLEANS – STEVE GOODMAN (Arlo Guthrie/Willie Nelson) (INTRO) D7 G7 C (X2) C G C Am F CRiding on the City of New Orleans, Illinois Central Monday morning rail, C G C Am G7 Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders, three conductors and twenty-five sacks of C mail. Am Em All along the southbound odyssey the train pulls out at Kankakee G D and rolls along past houses farms and fields. Am Em Passin’ trains that have no names, and freight yards full of old black men, G G7 C C7 and the graveyards of rusted automobiles. (CHORUS 1) F G7 C Good morning America, how are you? Am F C (Say,) Don’t you know me I’m your native son, G7 C G Am D7 I’m the train they call the City of New Orleans, Bb F G7 C (2) Bb F C I’ll be gone five-hundred miles when the day is done. C G C Dealin’ card games with the old men in the club car. Am F C Penny a point, ain’t no one keepin’ score. C G C Am G7 C Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle. Feel the wheels rumblin’ ‘ neath the floor. Am Em And the sons of Pullman porters and the sons of engineers G D Ride their father’s magic carpets made of steel. Am Em (And) Mothers with their babes asleep are rockin’ to the gentle beat, G G7 C C7 And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel. (REPEAT CHORUS 1 with (2) chords)
(THE CITY OF NEW ORLEANS – PAGE 2) C G C Am F C Nighttime on the City of New Orleans, changin’ cars in Memphis Tennessee, C G C Am Half-way home, we’ll be there by mornin’ , through the Mississippi darkness G7 C rollin’ down to the sea. Am Em And all the towns and people seem to fade into a bad dream, G D and the steel rails still ain’t heard the news. Am Em The conductor sings his song again, the passengers will please refrain, G G7 C C7 This train’s got the disappearing railroad blues. (CHORUS 2 and OUTRO) F G7 C Good night America, how are you? Am F C (Say,) Don’t you know me I’m your native son? G7(1) C G Am D7 I’m ……. the train they call the City of New Orleans, Bb F G7 C (And) I’ll be gone five-hundred miles when the day is done …….. C G Am I’m the train they call the City of New Orleans, ……. F (1 strum and let it ring) (Yeah – ah.) ……. Bb F G7 C F(1) C(1) And I’ll be gone five-hundred miles ………. when the days is done.
(From DUC Songbook - arr. 2/2016 brad)
PINK HOUSES – John Cougar Mellencamp 1983 Intro: D G (X 4) D There’s a black man, with a black cat, livin’ in a black neighborhood He’s got an interstate runnin’ through his front yard C G D You know he thinks he’s got it so good ….. D And there’s a women, in the kitchen, cleanin’ up the evening slop C G D And he looks at her and says: “Hey Darlin’, I remember when you could stop a clock!” D G D Ah, but ain’t that America, for you and me? G D Ain’t that America somethin’ to see ….. baby? G A Ain’t that America ….. home of the free? (Yeah, yeah ….). G D G D G D Little pink houses for you and me ….. (Oooh, yeah …..) D Well there’s a young man, in a tee-shirt, listenin’ to a rock-n-roll station He’s got greasy hair and greasy smile C G D And he says: “Lord this must be my destination.” ‘Cause they told me, when I was younger, said “Boy you’re gonna be president!” C G D But just like everything else, those old crazy dreams just kinda came and went D G D Oh, but ain’t that America, for you and me? G D Ain’t that America somethin’ to see ….. baby? G A Ain’t that America ….. home of the free? Yeah ….. G Little pink houses for you and me ….. (Oh, yeah …….) Musical interlude: D G D G D C G D (X2)
(PINK HOUSES – page 2)
D Well, there’s people, and more people. What do they know … know, know? C G D Go to work in some high-rise, ….. and vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico! (Oooh Yeah!) D And there’s winners, and there’s losers, but they ain’t no big deal, C G Because the simple man, Baby, pays for the thrills, the bills, D And the pills that kill ….. D G D Oh, but ain’t that America, for you and me? (Oh …..) G D Ain’t that America somethin’ to see ….. baby? G A Ain’t that America ….. home of the free? G D Little pink houses for you and me ….. (Ooooh …...) D G D Oh, but ain’t that America, for you and me? G D Ain’t that America baby somethin’ to see? ….. Yeah! G A Ain’t that America ….. home of the free? G D Little pink houses for you and me ….. D G D Oooh yeah ….. Oooh yeah …… (Repeat and fade and end on D chord.)
(Source Internet GMC&L and YouTube – arr. DUC 7/2016 Brad)
STREETS OF LAREDO 3/4 123 12 (without intro)
Intro: | | | | | |
As I walked out in the streets of La-redo, as I walked out in La-redo one day
I spied a young cowboy wrapped all in white linen, wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly, sing the dead march as you carry me a-long
Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me, I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy, these words he did say as I boldly walked by
Come sit down be-side me and hear my sad story, got shot in the breast and I know I must die
Go fetch me some water, a cool cup of water, to cool my parched lips, then the poor cowboy said
Be-fore I re-turned his spirit had left him, had gone to his maker, the cowboy was dead
Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly, sing the dead march as you carry me a-long
Take me to the valley, there lay the sod o'er me, I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
I'm a young cowboy and know I've done wrong
Oh, Shenandoah Traditional American folk
C F C Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you, F C Away, you rolling river F G Am F Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you C Em Am G C Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri. C F C Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter, F C Away, you rolling river F G Am F Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter C Em Am G C Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri. C F C Oh, Shenandoah, I'm bound to leave you, F C Away, you rolling river F G Am F Oh, Shenandoah, I'm bound to leave you C Em Am G C Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri. Em F G C C F C Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you, F C Away, you rolling river F G Am F Oh, Shenandoah, I long to see you C Em Am G C Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri. C Am G C Across the wide Missouri. (10/22/2014 be)
ON THE ROAD AGAIN 4/4 1234 12
On the road again, just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends, and I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain.
On the road again, goin’ places that I’ve never been
Seein’ things that I may never see again, and I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain.
On the road again, like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We’re the best of friends, insisting that the world be turnin’ our way….and our way
Is on the road again, just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends, and I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain
And I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain. And I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain.