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Barbra Allen 
Tom: C
|C              |G7            |C
     Twas in the merry month of May 
               |F       |C
When green buds all were swelling, 
             |F               
Sweet William on his death bed 
             |C  Em  Am
his death bed lay       
           |G7     |C
For love of Barbara Allen
|C             |G7            |C
    He sent his servant to the town 
                  |F      |C
To the place where she was dwelling 
               |F
Saying you must come 
        |C   Em   Am
to my master dear
               |G7     |C
If your name be Barbara Allen.
|C               |G7            |C
      And slowly, slowly she got up 
          |F       |C
And slowly she drew nigh him, 
            |F              |C Em Am
And the only words to him did say
           |G7          |C
Young man I think you're dying 
|C              |G7           |C
   He turned his face unto the wall 
             |F     |C
And death was in him welling, 
             |F              |C Em Am
Good-bye good-bye to my friends all
          |G7     |C
Be good to Barbara Allen
|C          |G7              |C
 When he was dead and laid in grave 
             |F          |C
She heard the death bells knelling 
         |F
And every stroke 
        C  Em  Am
to her did say 
            |G7     |C
Hard hearted Barbara Allen 
|C                 |G7              
       Oh mother oh mother go dig 
  |C                |F       |C
my grave and make it long and narrow, 
             |F             |C Em Am
Sweet William died of love for me
          |G7    |C
And I will die of sorrow
|C                    |G7              
         And father oh father go dig 
  |C                |F       |C
My grave and make it long and narrow,
             |F            |C Em Am
Sweet William died on yesterday 
          |G7   |C
And I will die tomorrow 
|C                    |G7
     Barbara Allen was buried in
             |C 
the old churchyard 
                 |G7       |C
And the rose grew round the briar
Mary Hamilton
Tom: C
C              F       C                        G7
Word is to the kitchen gone, and word is to the hall,
    F       G7     C         Am
And word is up to Madam the Queen
    C           G7        C
And that is the worst of all.
     F    G7           C       Am           C       G7        C
That Mary Hamilton has borne a babe, to the highest Stuart of all.
 C                 F    C                      G7
"Arise, arise Mary Hamilton, arise and tell to me,
     F         G7        C       Am     C             G7      C
What thou hast done with thy wee babe I saw and heard weep by thee?"
 C              F    C                         G7
"I put him in a tiny boat, and cast him out to sea,
     F        G7      C        Am             C          G7      C
That he might sink or he might swim, but he'd never come back to me."
 C                 F    C                        G7
"Arise, arise Mary Hamilton, arise and come with me;
      F    G7         C       Am         C           G7     C
There is a wedding in Glasgow town, this night we'll go and see."
C                  F        C                      G7
She put not on her robes of black, nor her robes of brown.
    F       G7     C        Am        C         G7      C
But she put on her robes of white, to ride into Glasgow town.
C                    F       C                    G7
And as she rode into Glasgow town the city for to see,
    F         G7           C         Am          C       G7       C
The bailiff's wife and the provost's wife cried "ach and alas for thee."
C                         F        C                            G7
"Ah you need not weep for me," she cried,"you need not weep for me.
        F     G7       C       Am        C       G7        C
For had I not slain my own wee babe this night I would not die."
C                F      C                            G7
Ah little did my mother think when first she cradled me,
    F       G7     C      Am         C       G7     C
The lands I was to travel in and the death I was to die."
C                       F       C                            G7
Last night I washed the Queen's feet and put the gold in her hair,
        F    G7       C        Am          C          G7    C
And the only reward I find for this is the gallows to be my share."
C                      F          C                           G7
"Cast off, cast off my gown," she cried,"but let my petticoat be,
    F     G7      C        Am        C         G7        C
And tie a napkin 'round my face; the gallows I would not see."
C                    F       C                              G7
Then by and come the King himself, looked up with a pitiful eye,
      F          G7        C    Am     C               G7        C
"Come down, come down Mary Hamilton, tonight, you will dine with me."
 C                       F         C                         G7
"Ah hold your tongue, my sovereign liege, and let your folly be;
       F       G7      C       Am          C          G7        C
For if you'd a mind to save my life, you'd never have shamed me here.
C                          F  C                           G7
Last night there were four Marys, tonight there'll be but three.
          F    G7         C    Am         C       G7          C
There was Mary Beaton and Mary Seaton and Mary Carmichael and me."
Long Bed From Kenya 
Tom: C
 
    C                  G                  Am        F
 See the Redtail on her perch upon the fencepost,
C                                G
    Highway 40 roll on by.
C                  G                       Am          F
    If I could reach across the distance for a moment,
C                      G                         C
    I'd steal the sadness from her eyes.
    C               G                    Am           F
2.     It's February and the weather's clear for driving,
C                                                  G
    how I've missed your Tennessee.
C                        G                         Am        F
    The morning sun just stole the shadows from the mountains,
C                 G                       C
    and the years away from me.
 
Chorus
G                                          F       C
    Yes I've changed and I knew that I was able,
G                      E                       Am
    but you still look the same to me.
F                   G                        C      Am
    And your eyes are just as blue across the table,
C              G                    C       
    as the sky in Tennessee.   
   + instrumental
 
   C         G           Am              F
 This old farm is ne'er so big as I remember,
C                                G
    now the fields are burned and brown.
C         G                      Am           F
    The Pigeon River's running deeper than December,
C         G                  C
    where the Winter snows lay down.
      C                       - G              Am          F
How you love your house       and this long bed sent from Kenya,
 C                                                     G
    and the telling of the story of the woman you met there.
       C                         - G                 Am                   F
    She's a darkhaired beauty    -   my hair's only growing thinner,
C                   G                  C
    and my threads a little bare.
 
 
 
G                                          F                      C
    Yes I've changed and I knew that I was able,
G                      E                       Am
    but you still look the same to me.
F                   G                        C                    Am
    And your eyes are just as blue across the table,
C              G                    C
    as the sky in Tennessee.      
instrumental
 
   C           G                        Am                   F
In the silence hear the years, we dare not speak of,
C                                         G
    let this arrow pass on through.
C                    G                       Am                    F
    And I'll be gone before my heart has met resistance,
C                 G                          C
    like you hoped that I would do.
    C                 G          Am          F
See the Redtail turn her wing toward the mountain,
C                                                  G
    God there's sunlight in your smile.
C                  G                 Am            F
    If I could reach across the distance for a moment,
C                        G                         C
    I'd steal her memory from your eyes.
 
G                         F                    C
    Yes I've changed and I knew that I was able,
G                      E                       Am
    but you still look the same to me.
F                   G                        C                    Am
    And your eyes are just as blue across the table,
C.                  G                   C
Than the sky in Tennessee (bis)
Free at Last
Tom: C

CHORUS:
C        F
Free at last, free at last,
C                    G
Free from the world and all its sins!
C        F
Free at last, free at last,
C               G      C
I've been to the top of the mountain.

C                   F
Hatred had me bound, had me tied down,
C                            G
Had me turned around, couldn't find my way.
C                      F
Then you walked with me and you set my spirit free,
C                         G      C
Took me and my family down that long highway.

[CHORUS.]

C                  F
I will never forget when the voices called,
C                          G
I will never forget how the night did fall,
C                    F
I will never forget when you rose to the call.
C                                      G       C
You lived and loved and sang and preached and died for us all.

[CHORUS x3.]
What Have They Done To The Rain
Tom: A
A                   Bm           E
Just a little rain, falling all around 
    E7                          A
The grass lifts its head to the heavenly sound 
F#m                 A
Just a little rain, just a little rain 
D                          E
What have they done to the rain? 
A                  Bm              E
Just a little boy, standing in the rain 
    E7                         A
The gentle rain that falls for years 
        F#m                C#m
And the grass is gone, the boy disappears 
    D                       A
And rain keeps falling like helpless tears 
    D                          E
And what have they done to the rain? 
A                     Bm         E
Just a little breeze, out of the sky 
    E7                           A
The leaves nod their head as the breeze blows by 
              F#m               A
Just a little breeze, with some smoke in its eye 
D                          E
What have they done to the rain? 
A                  Bm              E
Just a little boy, standing in the rain 
    E7                         A
The gentle rain that falls for years 
        F#m                C#m
And the grass is gone, the boy disappears 
    D                       A
And rain keeps falling like helpless tears 
    D                          E
And what have they done to the rain? 
    D                          E
And what have they done to the rain? 
Set8
La Llorona 
Tom: Am
           Am              Dm
Todos me dicen el negro, llorona
Am            E
Negro pero carinoso
Am                Dm
Todo me dicen el negro, llorona
Am            E
Negro pero carinoso
   Am                  G
Yo soy como el chile verde, llorona
   Dm          E
Picante pero sabroso
   Am                 Dm
Yo soy como el chile verde, llorona
   Dm          E
Picante pero sabroso
Ay de mi llorona, llorona de ayer y de hoy
Ay de mi llorona, llorona de ayer y de hoy
Ayer era maravilla llorona
Y ahora ni sombra soy
Ayer ero maravilla llorona
Y ahora ni sombra soy
Dicen que no tengo duelo, llorona
Porque no me ven llorar
Dicen que no tengo duelo, llorona
Porque no me ven llorar
Hay muertos que no hacen ruido, llorona
Y es mas grande su penar
Hay muertos que no hacen ruido, llorona
Y es mas grande su penar
Ay de mi, llorona, llorona de azul celeste
Ay de mi, llorona, llorona de azul celeste
Y aunque la vida me cueste, llorona
No dejare de quererte
Y aunque la vida me cueste, llorona
No dejare de quererte
All My Trials 
Tom: C
Intro: C F 4x
C                           Gm
Hush little baby, don't you cry 
    C                          F  Dm7
You know your mama was born to die 
C  Am  Dm      Dm7   G   G7  C
All my trials, Lord, soon be over 
    C                            Gm
The river of Jordan is muddy and cold                             
        C                           F   Dm7
Well it chills the body but not the soul
C  Am  Dm      Dm7   G   G7  C
All my trials, Lord, soon be over 
     C                            Gm
I've got a little book with pages three 
    C                      F  Dm7
And every page spells liberty 
C  Am  Dm      Dm7   G   G7  C
All my trials, Lord, soon be over 
C
Too late, my brothers 
                    F   Dm7
Too late, but never mind 
C  Am  Dm      Dm7   G   G7  C
All my trials, Lord, soon be over 
   C                                    Gm
If living were a thing that money could buy
         C                                  F   Dm7
Then the rich would live and the poor would die
C  Am  Dm      Dm7   G   G7  C
All my trials, Lord, soon be over 
      C                   Gm
There grows a tree in Paradise
        C                            F    Dm7
And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life 
C  Am  Dm      Dm7   G   G7  C
All my trials, Lord, soon be over 
C
Too late, my brothers 
                    F   Dm7
Too late, but never mind 
C  Am  Dm      Dm7   G   G7  C
All my trials, Lord, soon be over 
C  Am  Dm      Dm7   G   G7  C
All my trials, Lord, soon be over 
God Is God 
Tom: G
G                     C                    G
Some folks see things not everybody can see.
G                        D7                      G
And,once in a while,they pass the secret along to you and me.
G
And I believe in miracles.
G                C                            G
Something sacred burning in every bush and tree.
G                   D7                            G
We can all learn to sing the songs the angels sing.
Chorus:
C       D          E        C          G
Yeah, I believe in God, and God ain’t me.
                                               
G
I’ve traveled around the world, 
G                          C                             G
Stood on mighty mountains and gazed across the wilderness.
G                       D7                           G
Never seen a line in the sand or a diamond in the dust.
G
And as our fate unfurls,
G                     C                             G
Every day that passes I’m sure about a little bit less.
G             D7                                     G
Even my money keeps telling me it’s God I need to trust.
Chorus:
C       D          E      C          G
And I believe in God, but God ain’t us.
Lady Di And I 
Tom: A
A7                         G
Wake me with kisses in the afternoon
E                                       Am
The butler knows any time you arrive is never too soon
         D                         G
He knows just where you are by the sound of your car
         F                    C               E
He'll be waiting there by the spiral stair
A7                                 G
You could drive me crazy with your unkempt hair
E                                            Am
You don't know what a comb is and frankly, I don't really care
              D                                      G
'Cause you're fresh and you're wild and you make the butler smile
   F                        C
By bringing me flowers like meteor showers
         D                           E
Treating me like a queen, though I'm only nineteen
        F                               C
Which reminds me of something that I've recently seen
         Bb                 F
It was a look in the eye of Lady Di
C                                                           A
As she stood on the balcony knowing the last fantasy of the century 
           G
Was in her long white veil
E                                        Am
Maybe she would rather have you than the Prince of Wales
            D                                G
And all the jewels and the crown and all the villages and towns 
     F                   C             E
That line the sea of the monarchy
A7                              G
And while I cut the roses, what about Lady Di?
E                                   Am
She's a child of the 80's just like you and like I
         D                      G
Think of all of the things that she'll never do
      F                         C                        E
See a rock and roll show, get a heart-shaped tattoo
A7                            G
Look at all the music that I make with you
E                                                Am
Let's take a walk on the wild side, baby, I'm in love with you
D                           G
I will leave my Dior by the cabinet door
         F                       C
And I'll leave my bouquet on the breakfast tray
      F                           C                  E
Let's go for a sail just like the Prince of Wales
A7                              G
And did he ever love her in the afternoon?
E                                        Am  
Was the kiss that she gave him in public just a little too soon?
Bb                           F
There's a tear in the eye of Lady Di
C
As she looks from the balcony knowing the last fantasy of the 
A          G
Century is probably a lie
E                                          Am
My heart goes out to you, Princess, lovely Lady Di
           D                         G
'Cause for all that it seems, here I stand in my jeans
        F                    C
For whatever it means, it is I who am queen. 

 

Stewball 
Tom: G
Intro: G Am D G C D
               G         Em                 Am
Stewball was a good horse, he wore his head high,
                    D Dsus4 D                 G    C D
and the mane on his foretop, was fine as silk thread.
              G      Em              Am
I rode him in England, I rode him in Spain,
                D Dsus4 D                G   C D
and I never did lose, boys, I always did gain.
                G      Em              Am
So come all you gamblers, wherever you are,
                   D Dsus4 D                 G  C D
and don`t bet your money on that little grey mare.
                   G     Em                    Am
Most likely she`ll stumble, most likely she`ll fall,
                 D Dsus4 D                   G   C D
but never you`ll lose, boys, on my noble Stewball.
               G     Em              Am
As they were a-riding, `bout halfway round,
                   D Dsus4 D                 G    C D
that grey mare she stumbled, and fell on the ground.
            G     Em              Am
And way out yonder, ahead of them all,
                      D Dsus4 D             G   C D
came a-prancing and a-dancing, my noble Stewball.
               G         Em                      Am
Stewball was a race horse, and by the day he was mine,
               D Dsus4 D              G  C G
he never drank water, he always drank wine.
Blowin in the wind
Tom: G
  G        C            G        Em
How many roads  must a man walk down 
   G            C          D
before you can call him a man
 G         C           G         Em
How many seas must a white dove sail  
   G             C            D
before she can sleeps in the sand 
 G        C            G         Em
How many times must a cannonball fly
   G           C         D
Before they forever are banned
                     
                    C             D         G            Em
Refrain: 	The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind 
                     C          D             G
             	The answer is blowin‘ in the wind.
 G        C           G        Em
How many times must a man look up
   G           C       D
Before he can see the sky
 G       C         G        Em
How many ears must one man have
   G           C           D
Before he can hear people cry
 G        C               G             Em
How many death's will it take, till he knows
     G        C           D
That so many people have died.
Refrain: The answer................  
 G        C           G        Em
How many years can a mountain exist
   G          C             D
Before it is washed to the sea
 G        C              G       Em
How many years can some people exist
   G              C           D
Before they're allowed to be free
 G        C          G             Em
How many times can a man turn his head
    G          C           D
Pretending he just didn't see
Refrain: The answer, my friend.................     

 

Banks Of Ohio
Tom: C

             C                               G7                  C
 I asked my love, to take a walk, to take a walk, just a little walk.
         C7                     F                C    G7        C
 Down beside where the waters flow, down by the banks of the Ohio.
                   C                   G7
         And only say, that you'll be mine.
                               C
         In no others arms entwine.
                 C7                     F
         Down beside where the waters flow,
                      C    G7        C
         Down by the banks of the Ohio.
        C                               G7                  C
 I held a knife against her breast, as into my arms she pressed.
          C7                     F                C    G7        C
 Willie, oh Willie, don't murder me, I'm not prepared for eternity.
                   C                   G7
         And only say, that you'll be mine.
                               C
         In no others arms entwine.
                 C7                     F
         Down beside where the waters flow,
                      C    G7        C
         Down by the banks of the Ohio.
             C                               G7                  C
 I started home 'twixt tvvelve and one, crying my god, what have I done?
          C7                 F                C    G7        C
 Killed the only woman I loved, because she would not be my bride.
                   C                   G7
         And only say, that you'll be mine.
                               C
         In no others arms entwine.
                 C7                     F
         Down beside where the waters flow,
                      C    G7        C
         Down by the banks of the Ohio.

 

Diamonds And Rust
Tom: Em
Em    
Well I'll be damned
                C
Here comes your ghost again
                G
But that's not unusual
                  D
Its just that the moon is full
                    Em 
And you happened to call
    Em
And here I sit
            C
Hand on the telephone
                G
I'm hearing a voice I'd known
            D 
A couple of light years ago
                       Em
Heading straight for a fall


Em 
As I remember,
                C
Your eyes were bluer than robins' eggs
                G
My poetry was lousy you said
                  D
Where are you calling from?
               Em 
A booth in mid-west
    Em 
Ten years ago 
                C
I bought you some cuff-links
                G
You bought me something
                  D
We both know what memories can bring
                    Em 
They bring diamonds and rust


Em 
You burst on the scene
          C
Already a legend
                G
The unwashed phenomenon
              D
The original vagabond
                    Em 
You strayed into my arms
    Em 
And there you stayed
                C
Temporarily lost at sea
                G
The Madonna was yours for free
                  D
The girl on the half-shell
                 Em 
Could keep you unharmed


      Bm 
Now I see you standing with brown leaves falling all around
                 Am
And snow in your hair
     Bm
Now you're smiling out of the window of that crummy hotel
                Am
Over Washington square
      C
Our breath comes out of white clouds
                         G
Mingles and hangs in the air
        Fmaj7
Speaking strictly for me
                                 G     B7
We both could have died then and there


Em 
Now your telling me 
            C
Your not nostalgic
                G
Then give me another word for it
                      D
You who are so good with words
                Em 
And keeping things vague
      Em 
'Cos I need some of that vagueness now
                C
Its all come back too clearly
             G
Yes I loved you dearly
                            D
And if you're offering diamonds and rust
           Em 
I've already paid


Donna, Donna 
Tom: Am
1.  Strophe: 
Am   E        Am          E          Am        Dm           E           Am 
On a wagon bound for market, there's a calf with a mournful eye. 
Am    E            Am        E           Am       Dm    E               Am 
High above him there's a swallow winging swiftly through the sky. 
Refrain: 
G                          C                   G                         C 
How the winds are laughing, they laugh with all their might, 
G                            Am                               Am      E             Am   E   Am 
Laugh and laugh the whole day through, and half the summer's night. 
E                                Am      G                               Am 
Donna, donna, donna, donna, donna, donna, donna, do. 
E                                Am      Am                 E         Am   E   Am 
Donna, donna, donna, donna, donna, donna, donna, do. 
2.  Strophe: 
"Stop complainin", said the farmer "Who told you what had to be, 
Why can't you have wings to fly with like the swallow so proud and free?" 
Refrain: 
3.  Strophe: 
Calves are easily bound and slaughtered never knowing the reason why. 
Why can't you have wings to fly with, like the swallow you've learned to fly? 
Refrain: 
  

 

Drug Store Truck Drivin' Man
Tom: C

 Chorus:
        C                        G
 He's a drug store truck drivin' man
 G                            C
 He's the head of the Ku Klux Klan
 C                          F
 When summer comes rollin' around
 F        G                   C
 We'll be lucky to get out of town
      C                     G
 He's been like a father to me
 G                             F          C
 He's like the only DJ you can hear after three
 C                                F
 And I'm an all night singer in a country band
 F   G                      F          C
 And if he don't like me he don't understand
 
 **Chorus
       C                     G
 He's got him a house on the hill
 G                             F          C
 And he can play country records till you've had your fill
 C                                F
 And he's a law man's friend he's an all night DJ
 F   G                      F          C
 Sure don't think much like the records he plays
 **Chorus
       C                     G
 He don't like resistance I know
 G                             F          C
 And he said it last night on a big TV show
 C                                F
 He's got him a medal that he won in the war
 F   G                      F          C
 Weighs 500 pounds and it sleeps by the door
 **Chorus (Repeat The Last Line Once

Peggy-O
Tom: C

  C             Am   Em    F   C
  As we marched down to Fennario
     C  G            C  G  C   G
  As we marched down to Fennario
      Am      G       C           G           F      C
  Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove
          C            Am     Em         F     C
  And the name she was called was pretty Peggy-O
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 Won't you come and go with me, pretty Peggy-O?
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 Won't you come and go with me, pretty Peggy-O?
     Am      G       C           G           F      C
 In coaches you shall ride with your true love by your side
    C      Am     Em         F     C
 Just as grand as any lady in the are-o
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 What would your mother think, pretty Peggy-O?
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 What would your mother think, pretty Peggy-O?
     Am      G       C           G           F      C
 What would your mother think for to hear the guineas clink
     C      Am     Em         F     C
 And the soldiers all marching before you?
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 You're the man that I adore, sweet William-O
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 You're the man that I adore, sweet William-O
     Am      G       C           G           F      C
 You're the man that I adore, but your fortune is too low
     C      Am     Em         F     C
 I'm afraid that my mother would be angry-o
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 Come tripping down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O 
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 Come tripping down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O
     Am      G       C           G           F      C
 Come tripping down the stairs and tie up your yellow hair
     C      Am     Em         F     C
 Bid a last farewell to sweet William-O
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O
     Am      G       C    G       F      C
 If ever I return then the city I shall burn
     C      Am     Em         F     C
 And destroy all the ladies in the are-o
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 Our captain he is dead, pretty Peggy-O
  C             Am   Em    F   C
 Our captain he is dead, pretty Peggy-O
 Am      G       C        G           F      C
 Our captain he is dead, and he died for a maid
     C      Am     Em         F     C
 And he's buried in Louisiana county-o.
Silent Running
Tom: F
Intro:  Em D C Bm Am G F  Fsus4 F
 F                           Em           G
 Earth between my toes and a flower in my hair
 C                 Bm      D       F#m A           D
 That's what I was wearing when we lay   among the ferns.
 F                Am         C      Em     G         Bm   D
 Earth between my toes and a flower I will wear when he returns.
 
 Instrumental:   Am D Am D Am D Am D F#m F#m G G - Am
 F                         Em             G
 Wind upon his face and my fingers in his hair
 C                  Bm      D       F#m A             D
 That's what he was wearing when we lay   beneath the sky.
 F             Am          C    Em      G         Bm       D
 Wind upon his face and my love he will wear when swallows fly.
 Instrumental:  Am D Am D Am D Am D
 D        Am     D       Am    D
 Tears of sorrow running deep
         Am     D     F#m
 Running silent in my sleep
         G                    Am
 Running silent in my sleep.

Rejoice In The Sun
Tom: E

 E        Esus4 E     F#m  C#m         E
 Heels of children running wild in the sun
 E      A              D             F#m7        E   E/D#
 Like a forest is your child growing wild in the sun
 C#m           B                A   A G#m F#m E
 Doomed in his innocence in the sun.
 E           E4   E      F#m  C#m         E
 Gather your children to your side in the sun
 E         A                  D              F#m7        E    E/D#
 Tell them all they love will die, tell them why, in the sun
 C#m            B            A         G#m F#m E
 Tell them it's not too late for today one by one
 C#m          B             A C D Am  C#m    E
 Tell them to harvest and rejoice --- in the sun.

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