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I see a darkness Tom: Dm Intro: Bb - F - Bb - F
Dm F - Bb F - Bb
1. Well, you're my friend, and can you see ?
Dm
Many times we've been out drinking,
Bb
many times we've shared our thoughts,
Dm Bb
but did you ever, ever notice, the kind of thoughts I got ?
Am Dm Bb
Well, you know I have a love, a love for everyone I know.
Am Dm Bb
And you know I have a drive, to live I won't let go.
Dm Bb
But can you see this opposition comes rising up sometimes ?
Dm Bb
Then this dreadful imposition comes blacking in my mind.
F Bb
And then I see a darkness, and then I see a darkness,
F Bb
and then I see a darkness, and then I see a darkness.
F
Did you know how much I love you ?
Bb F
Is there hope that somehow you can save me from this darkness ?
Dm F
2. Well I hope that someday, buddy, we have peace in our lives,
Dm F
together or apart, alone or with our wives,
Dm Bb
and we can stop our whoring, and pull the smiles inside,
F Am
and light it up forever, and never go to sleep,
C Am - Bb
my best unbeaten brother, this isn't all I see.
F Bb
Oh no, I see a darkness, oh no, I see a darkness,
F Bb
oh no, I see a darkness, oh no I see a darkness.
F
Did you know how much I love you ?
Bb F
Is there hope that somehow you can save me from this darkness ?
I never picked Cotton Tom: E
intro: D------------0---------
A--0-(1)-(2)---0-------
E----------------3(b)-0
[chorus:]
E *
I Never Picked Cotton
A E A E A E
Like my mother did and my brother did and my sister did
A E **B7 E
and my daddy died young workinF in a coal mine
* E---3-3-0---
**A-0-1-2-- E--------
(up to F and play that chord until...) When I was just a baby, too little for the cotton sack I played in the dirt while the others worked till they couldnFt straighten up their backs
(up to F#...) and I made myself a promise when I was old enought to run that IFd never stay a single day in that Oklahoma sun, but (...back down to E)
[chorus:]
Folks said that I grew up early and the farm couldnFt hold me then so I stole ten bucks and a pickup truck and I never went back again
and it was fast cars and whiskey, long legged girls and fun I had everything that money could bring and I took it all with a gun but
[chorus:]
It was Saturday night in Memphis when a redneck grabbed my shirt He said go back to your cotton sack, I left him lyinF in the dirt
and theyFll take me in the morning to the gallows just outside and in the time I got there ainFt a heck of a lot I can look back on with pride but
[chorus:]
(also, on the chorus, it sounds good if you strum an Em and hammer on the G string to make an E on the part before you go into the verse)
Wreck of old 97 Tom: G
G C
Well, they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia
G D
Sayin', "Steve you're way behind time
G C
This is not Thirty-Eight it is old Ninety-Seven
G D
you must put her into Spencer on time."
Then he turned and said to his black greasy fireman "Hey, shovel in a little more coal For when we cross that White Oak Mountain Watch old Ninety-Seven roll."
It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville with a line on a three mile grade it was on that grade that he lost his airbrakes see what a jump he made
He was going down the grade makin' ninety miles an hour
When his whistle broke into a scream
He was found in the wreck, with his hand on the throttle,
scalded to death by the steam
The telegram came from the Washington station this is how it read "Oh that brave engineer that run old Ninety-Seven is lying in old Danville dead"
So now all you ladies you better take fair warnin' >From this time on and learn Never speak harsh words to your true lovin' husband he may leave you and never return
Hurt Tom: C Intro: Am C D Am C D Am
C D Am C D Am
I hurt myself today to see if I still feel,
C D Am C D Am
I focus on the pain, the only thing that's real.
C D Am C D Am
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting,
C D Am C D G
try to kill it all away, but I remember everything.
Am F C G
What have I become, my sweetest friend ?
Am F C G
Everyone I know goes away in the end.
Am F G
And you could have it all, my empire of dirt,
Am F G Am C D Am C D Am
I will let you down, I will make you hurt.
C D Am C D Am I wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair, C D Am C D Am full of broken thoughts I cannot repair. C D Am C D Am Beneath the stains of time the feeling disappears, C D Am C D G you are someone else, I am still right here.
Am F C G
What have I become, my sweetest friend ?
Am F C G
Everyone I know goes away in the end.
Am F G
And you could have it all, my empire of dirt,
Am F G
I will let you down, I will make you hurt.
Am F G
If I could start again, a million miles away,
Am F G Am
I would keep myself, I would find a way.
Ghost Riders in the Sky Tom: Em
Em G
1. An old cowpoke went riding out one hot and windy day,
Em G B7
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way,
Em
When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw,
Am Em
A plowin through the ragged skies, and up the cloudy draw.
CHORUS:
Em G Em Am Em
Yip-i-ya-a, Yip-i-ya-o, Ghost riders in the sky.
2. Their brands were still on fire and their hoofs were made of steel. Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel. A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky. For as he saw the riders comin hard, he could hear their mournful cry.
3. Their face were gaunt, their eyes were blurred, Their shirts all soaked with sweat, They're riding hard to catch that herd, but they ain't caught him yet. They've got to ride forevermore on the range up in the sky, On horses snorting fire and as they ride, I hear them cry.
4. And as the riders loped on by he heard one call his name, If you want to save your soul from hell a ridin on the range, Then cowboy better change your ways or with us you will ride, Trying to catch the devil's herd across the endless skies.
Tennessee Stud Tom: A
A
Back about eighteen and twenty-five
G
I left Tennessee very much alive
A
I never would've made it through the Arkansas mud
E A
If I hadn't been riding on the Tennessee Stud
A
Had some trouble with my sweetheart's Pa
G
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
A
I wrote a letter to my Uncle Fudd
E A
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
A G A
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
D C E
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
A
He had the nerve and he had the blood
E A
There never was a horse like Tennessee Stud
Drifted on down into no man's land Across the river called the Rio Grande Raced my horse with the Spaniard's foe Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold
Me and the gambler, we couldn't agree We got in a fight over Tennessee Pulled our guns and he fell with a thud And I rode away on a Tennessee Stud
chorus
I rode right back across Arkansas I whupped her brother and I whupped her Pa I found that girl with the golden hair She was riding on a Tennessee Mare
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor Little horse colt playing round the door I loved the girl with the golden hair And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare
chorus
The Alamo Tom: C
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
F C
Any man that would fight to the death, cross over
F C
But if you wanna live, you better fly
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
And over the line stepped a hundred and seventy nine
Chorus: F C Hey, Santa Ana, we're killing you're soldiers below F C C G7 C G7 C So men, wherever they go, will remember the Alamo
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
Old Bowie lay dyin', his powder was ready and dry
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply
F C
And young Davy Crockett was smilin' and laughin'
F C
With gallantry tears in eyes
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
For God and for freedom, a man more than willing to die
Repeat Chorus
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
They sent a young scout from the battlements bloody and loud
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
With the words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
F C
Grieve not little darlin', my dyin',
F C
If Texas is sovereign and free
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
We'll never surrender and ever will liberty be
Repeat Chorus
Ring Of Fire Tom: G Intro : G C G C
G C G
Love Is A Burning Thing
C G
And It Makes A Firery Ring
C G
Bound By Wild Desire
C G
I Fell Into A Ring Of Fire
D C G
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
D
I Went Down, Down, Down
C G
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Ring Of Fire
G C G C
D C G
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
D
I Went Down, Down, Down
C G
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Taste Of Love Is Sweet
C G
When Hearts Like Ours Meet
C G
I Fell For You Like A Child
C G
Ohh, But The Fire Went Wild
D C G
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
D
I Went Down, Down, Down
C G
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Ring Of Fire
D C G
I Fell Into A Burning Ring Of Fire
D
I Went Down, Down, Down
C G
And The Flames Went Higher
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Ring Of Fire
And It Burns, Burns, Burns
C G
The Ring Of Fire
C G
The Ring Of Fire
Guess Things Happen That Way Tom :A
A D A Well, you ask me if I'll forget my baby A D I guess I will some day A E A E I don't like it but I guess things happen that way
A D A You ask me if I'll get along A D I guess I will some way A E A E I don't like it but I guess things happen that way
Chorus: D A E A D God gave me that girl to lean on, then he put me on my own D A E A Heaven help me be a man and have the strength to stand alone A E A E I don't like it but I guess things happen that way
A D A You ask me if I'll miss her kisses A D I guess I will every day A E A E I don't like it but I guess things happen that way
A D A You ask me if I'll find another A D I don't know, I can't say A E A E I don't like it but I guess things happen that way
**Chorus
San Quentin Tom: C
C G7 C C
San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me
C F C C
You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three
F F C G7 C
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die
C G7 C C
And long ago I stopped askin' why
C G7 C C
San Quentin, I hate every inch of you.
C F C C
You've cut me and have scarred me thru and thru.
F F C G7 C
And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man;
C G7 C C
Mister Congressman why can't you understand.
C G7 C C
San Quentin, what good do you think you do?
C F C C
Do you think I'll be different when you're through?
F F C G7 C
You bent my heart and mind and you may my soul,
C G7 C C
And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.
C G7 C C
San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell.
C F C C
May your walls fall and may I live to tell.
F F C G7 C
May all the world forget you ever stood.
C G7 C C
And may all the world regret you did no good.
C G7 C C San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me.
Starkville City Jail Tom: Bb
Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb
Well, I left my motel room, down at the Starkville Motel,
F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb
The town had gone to sleep and I was feelin' fairly well.
Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb
I strolled along the sidewalk 'neath the sweet magnolia trees;
F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb
I was whistlin', pickin' flowers, swayin' in the southern breeze.
F C7 F C7 F C7 F
I found myself surrounded; one policeman said: "That's him.
Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 E
Come along, wild flowerchild. Don't you know that it's two a.m."
E7 F E7 E
They're bound to get you. Cause they got a curfew.
F#7 F Eb Ddim F7 Bb
And you go to the Starkville City jail.
Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb
Well, they threw me in the car and started driving into town;
F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb
I said: "What the hell did I do?" He said: "Shut up and sit down."
Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb
Well they emptied out my pockets, took my pills and guitar picks.
F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb
I said: "Wait, my name is..." "Aw shut up." Well I sure was in a fix.
F C7 F C7 F C7 F
The sergeant put me in a cell, then he went home for the night;
Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 E
I said: "Come back here, you so and so; I ain't bein' treated right."
E7 F E7 E
Well they're bound to get you, cause they got a curfew,
F#7 F Eb Ddim F7 Bb
And you go to the Starkville City Jail.
Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb
I started pacin' back and forth, and now and then I'd yell,
F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb
And kick my forty dollar shoes against the steel floor of my cell.
Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb
I'd walk awhile and kick awhile, and all night nobody came.
F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb F7 Bb
Then I sadly remembered that they didn't even take my name.
F C7 F C7 F C7 F
At 8 a.m. they let me out. I said: "Gimme them things of mine!"
Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 Eb Bb7 E
They gave me a sneer and a guitar pick, and a yellow dandelion.
E7 F E7 E
They're bound to get you, cause they got a curfew,
F#7 F Eb Ddim F7 Bb
And you go to the Starkville City Jail.
Let The Train Blow The Whistle Tom: G
G
I don't want no aggravation
G
When my train has left the station
C G
If you're there or not, I may not even know
B7
Have a round and remember
C G
Things we did that weren't so tender
D7 G
Let the train blow the whistle when I go
G
On my guitar sell tickets
G
So someone can finally pick it
C G
And tell the girls down at the Ritz I said hello
B7
Tell the gossipers and liars
C G
I will see them in the fire
D7 G
Let the train blow the whistle when I go
Chorus:
C G
Let her blow, let her blow
G
Long and loud and hard and happy
D7
Let her blow
G B7 C
No regrets, all my debts will be paid
G
When I get laid
D7 G
Let her blow, let her blow, let her blow
G
You'll be left without excuses
G
For the evils and abuses
C G
Down to today from years and years ago
And have yourself another toke
C G
From my basket full of smoke
D7 G
And let the train blow the whistle when I go
**Chorus
Life's Railway to Heaven Tom: G
G C G
Life is like a mountain railway with an Engineer that's brave
A7 D
We must make the run successful from the cradle to the grave
G C G
Heed the curves the hills the tunnels, never falter, never fail
D7 G
Keep your hand upon the throttle and your eye upon the rail
Chorus:
C G
Blessed Savior, Thou wilt guide us
A7 C
Till we reach that blissful shore
G C G D7 G
Where the angels wait to join us in God's praise forevermore
G C G
As we roll along the mainline, there'll be storms and there'll be night
A7 D
There'll be sidetracks unexpected on the left and on the right
G C G
But with the straight always before us and our hearts upon the prize
D7 G
There'll be no disembarkation until we reach paradise
**Chorus
Like A Soldier Tom: G
G
With the twilight colors falling
G
And the evening laying shadows
D
Hidden memories come stealing from my mind
D
As I feel my own heart beating out
D
The simple joy of living
G
I wonder how I ever was that kind
G
But the wild road I was rambling
G
Was always out there calling
D7
And they said a hundred times I should have died
D7
Then you reached down and touched me
D7
And lifted me up with you
G
So, I believe they were roads that I was meant to ride
C D G
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
C D7 G
Like a young man getting over his crazy days
C D7 Em
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways
C D7 G
I don't have to do that any more
C D7 G
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
G
There were nights I don't remember
G
And there's pain that I've forgotten
D
Other things I choose not to recall
D
There are faces that come to me
D
In my darkest secret memory
G
Faces that I wish would not come back at all
G
But in my dreams parade of lovers
G
From the other times and places
D7
There's not one that matters now, no matter who
D7
I'm just thankful for the journey
D7
And that I've survived the battles
G
And that my spoils of victory are you
C D G
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
C D7 G
Like a young man getting over his crazy days
C D7 Em
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways
C D7 G
Every day gets better than before
C D7 G
I'm like a soldier getting over the war
Five Feet High and Risin' Tom: A
Spoken: My mama always taught me that good things come from adversity if we put our faith in the Lord. We couldn't see much good in the flood waters when they were causing us to have to leave home, but when the water went down, we found that it had washed a load of rich black bottom dirt across our land. The following year we had the best cotton crop we'd ever had. I remember hearing,
Intro: A
A
How high's the water, mama? Two feet high and risin'
A
How high's the water, papa? Two feet high and risin'
A
We can make it to the road in a homemade boat
D
That's the only thing we got left that'll float
E A
It's already over all the wheat and the oats, Two feet high and risin'
(Up To C)
C
How high's the water, mama? Three feet high and risin'
C
How high's the water, papa? Three feet high and risin'
C
Well, the hives are gone, I've lost my bees
F
The chickens are sleepin' in the willow trees
G C
Cow's in water up past her knees, three feet high and risin'
(Up To D)
D
How high's the water, mama? Four feet high and risin'
D
How high's the water, papa? Four feet high and risin'
D
Hey, come look through the window pane,
G
The bus is comin', gonna take us to the train
A D
Looks like we'll be blessed with a little more rain, 4 feet high and risin'
(Up To E)
E
How high's the water, mama? Five feet high and risin'
E
How high's the water, papa? Five feet high and risin'
E
Well the rails are washed out north of town
A
We gotta head for higher ground
B E
We can't come back till the water comes down, Five feet high and risin'
E
Well it's five feet high and risin'
Troubador Tom: C
C F C
The Troubador, the Troubador, sings from his heart
G7 C G7
The song that's the hit of the show
C F C
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
G7 C
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow
F C
The song is for someone he loved so true
F C G7
Who loved him, then left him for someone new
C F C
The Troubador, the Troubador, smiles as he sings
G7 C
But his heart is breaking in two
**Instrumental Break:
C F C
They beg for more, the Troubador, sings once again
G7 C G7
the song that's the hit of the show
C F C
Watch him sing and play the strings of his guitar
G7 C
Alone in the bright spotlight's glow
F C
There is a hush in the darkened hall
F C G7
A few hearts are heavy, and teardrops fall
C F C
But in the crowd, one head is bowed for the Troubador
G7 C
Because her heart aches most of all
C G7 C
Troubador, Troubador, her heart aches most of all
Don't Take Your Guns To Town Tom: A Intro: A A A A (Pick The Bass Note On Beat 1 And 3. No Strumming)
A E A
A young cowboy named Billy Joe grew restless on the farm
A E A
A boy filled with wanderlust who really meant no harm
D
He changed his clothes and shined his boots and combed his dark hair down
A
And his mother cried as he walked out...
Chorus:
D A
"Don't take your guns to town, son
D A
Leave your guns at home, Bill...
D D(strum) A* A
(Pause) Don't take your guns to town."
(Start Playing Alternating Bass Rhythm At The Asterisk, And Continue To The End Of The Song)
A E A
He laughed and kissed his mom and said, "Your Billy Joe's a man.
A E A
I can shoot as quick and straight as anybody can,
D
But I wouldn't shoot without a cause, I'd gun nobody down."
A
But she cried again as he rode away...
Chorus (Slowly):
D A
"Don't take your guns to town, son
D A
Leave your guns at home, Bill...
NC D A
(Pause) Don't take your guns to town." (Resume Full Tempo)
A E A
He sang a song as on he rode, his guns hung at his hips.
A E A
He rode into a cattle town, a smile upon his lips.
D
He stopped and walked into a bar and laid his money down,
A
But his mother's words echoed again...
**Chorus
A E A
He drank his first strong liquor then to calm his shaking hand
A E A
And tried to tell himself at last he had become a man.
D
A dusty cowpoke at his side began to laugh him down
A
And he heard again his mother's words...
**Chorus
A E A
Bill was raged and Billy Joe reached for his gun to draw,
A E A
But the stranger drew his gun and fired before he even saw.
D
As Billy Joe fell to the floor the crowd all gathered 'round,
A
And wondered at his final words...
Final Chorus:
D A
"Don't take your guns to town, son
D A
Leave your guns at home, Bill...(pause)
(Pause) D D(Strum) A E A E A E A...
Don't take your guns to town.
Death And Hell Tom: A
A F#m
She stepped down from her carriage at 10 Vermillon Street
D E
I took off my roustabout and slung it to her feet
A F#m
We went into her parlor and she cooled me with her fan
D E A
But said I'll go no further with a fantasy makin' man
F# B
I said I'd walk on Ponchatrain for what you have today
E A
Just to drink from your deep well and I'll be on my way
F# B
She laughed and heaven filled the room said this I give to you
E A
This body's wisdom is the flesh,but here's a thing or two
Chorus:
D E D A
Death and hell are never full
D E A
And neither are the eyes of men
D E D A
Cats can fly from nine stories high
E D
And pigs can see the wind
A F#m
She let me make my pallet in the moonlight on the floor
D E
Just outside of paradise but right in hell's back door
A F#m
The image of her nibbled at the eye of my soul
D E A
My dreams were a hurricane and quite out of control
F# B
Then her voice came through the storm it's more than flesh I deal
E A
You will have to pay for any wisdom that you steal
F# B
I awoke to tinted windows and lavender and red
E A
The first station of the cross is just above my head
F# B
I awoke to gargoyles and a hard bench for my bed
E A
Jesus Christ and Pontias Pilate were just above my head
**Chorus
Delia's Gone
Tom: A
A A D A
Delia, oh Delia, Delia all my life
D Bm E
If I hadn't-a shot poor Delia, I'd have had her for my wife
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A D A A7
I went up to Memphis, and I met Delia there
D Bm E
Found her in her parlor, and I tied her to her chair
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A D A A7
She was low-down and travellin', and she was cold and mean
D Bm E
Kind of evil make me want to grab my sub-machine
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A D A A7
First time I shot her, I shot her in the side
D Bm E
Hard to watch her suffer, but with the second shot she died
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A D A A7
But jailer, oh jailer, jailer I can't sleep
D Bm E
'Cuz all around my bedside I hear the patter of Delia's feet
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A D A A7
So if your woman's devilish, you can let her run
D Bm E
Or you can bring her down and do her like Delia got done
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
A D A E A E A Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone
The Alamo Tom :C
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
A hundred and eighty were challenged by Travis to die
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
By the line that he drew with his sword when the battle was nigh
F C
Any man that would fight to the death, cross over
F C
But if you wanna live, you better fly
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
And over the line stepped a hundred and seventy nine
Chorus: F C Hey, Santa Ana, we're killing you're soldiers below F C C G7 C G7 C So men, wherever they go, will remember the Alamo
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
Old Bowie lay dyin', his powder was ready and dry
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
Flat on his back, Bowie killed him a few in reply
F C
And young Davy Crockett was smilin' and laughin'
F C
With gallantry tears in eyes
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
For God and for freedom, a man more than willing to die
Repeat Chorus
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
They sent a young scout from the battlements bloody and loud
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
With the words of farewell from a garrison valiant and proud
F C
Grieve not little darlin', my dyin',
F C
If Texas is sovereign and free
C G7 C G7 C G7 C G7
We'll never surrender and ever will liberty be
Repeat Chorus
The Baron Tom :C
Chorus C Wish I had a known ya Am C When you were a little younger, Am C 'Round me you might have learned a thing or two C If I had known ya longer A C You might be a little stronger Am C Am G F Maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do, F G C Maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do.
Am As he walked into the pool room, D you could tell he didn't fit, C In his hand made boots, custom suit, E pearl handled shootin' stick. Am Tonight there'd be a showdown, D then everyone would know C Who shoots the meanest game around, E C The Baron, or Billy Joe.
Am
Billy Joe was edgy,
D
About to lose his cool,
C
But The Baron's hands were steady
E
As the two began to duel.
Am D
Yeah, he was like a general, on a battlefield of slate,
C E Am
And he would say to Billy Joe, each time he sunk the eight:
G He'd say:
Chorus: C Wish I had a known ya Am C When you were a little younger, Am C 'Round me you might have learned a thing or two C If I had known ya longer Am C You might be a little stronger C C C B A G Maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do, F G C Maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do.
Am Now Billy Joe was busted, D But he hadn't felt the sting, C And from the far end of the table, E He threw his mother's wedding ring. Am And he said, "you've won my money, D But it ain't gonna do the trick. C I'll bet this ring on one more game G C Against your fancy stick."
Am
The Baron's eyes got foggy,
D
As the ring rolled on the felt,
C
And he almost doubled over
E
Like he was hit below the belt.
Am D
Twenty years ago, it was the ring his wife had worn,
C
And he didn't know before he left
G C
That a son would soon be born.
Bb
It sounded just like thunder
Eb
when The Baron shot the break,
Db
But it grew quickly quiet, as he lined up the eight.
Bb
Then a warm hand touched his shoulder
Eb
And it chilled him to the bone
Db
When he turned and saw the woman
Ab Db
Who had loved him for so long.
Bb
The game was never finished,
Eb
The eight ball never fell,
Db F
The Baron calmly picked it up and put it on a shelf.
Bb
Then he placed the ring in the hands
Eb
That held him long ago.
Db
And he tossed that fancy shootin' stick
F Bb
To his son Billy Joe
Ab
And he said:
Chorus: Db Wish I had a known ya Bb Db When you were a little younger, Db 'Round me you might have learned a thing or two Db If I had known ya longer Bb Db You might be a little stronger Db Db C Bb Ab Maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do,
Spoken: F# Ab Db Maybe you'd shoot straighter than you do.
Big River Tom: G
G C G
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
G7 A7 D7
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
G G7 C7
And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
G D7 G D7 G
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
G C G
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota).
G7 A7 D7
And it tore me up ev'ry time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl.
G G7 C7
Then I heard my dream was back downstream cavortin' in Davenport,
G D7 G D7 G
And I followed you, Big River, when you called.
G C G
Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river).
G7 A7 D7
A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone.
G G7 C7
I found her trail in Memphis, but she just walked up the block.
G D7 G D7 G
She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone.
G C G
Now, won't you batter down by Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it on.
G7 A7 D7
Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans.
G G7 C7
Go on, I"ve had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf.
G D7 G D7 G
She loves you, Big River, more than me.
G C G
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry,
G7 A7 D7
and I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky.
G G7 C7
And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River.
G D7 G D7 G
Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie Tom: G
G G6 Em Em7 Em/G G "Oh bury me not on the lone Prairie" G G6 Em Em7 Em Em4 G These words came low and mourn - ful - ly G G(5) G Gm7 From the pallid lips of a youth who lay G Em Em7 G On his dying bed at the close of day.
G G6 Em Em7 Em/G G He has wasted and pined 'til o'er his brow G G6 Em Em7 Em Em4 G Death's shades were slowly gathering now. G G(5) G Gm7 He thought of home and loved ones nigh, G Em Em7 G And the cowboys gathered to see him die.
G G6 Em Em7 Em/G G "Oh bury me not on the lone Prairie, G G6 Em Em7 Em Em4 G Where the coyotes howl and the wind blows free. G G(5) G Gm7 In a narrow grave just six by three G Em Em7 G Oh bury me not on the lone Prairie."
G G6 Em Em7 Em/G G "It matters not, I've oft been told, G G6 Em Em7 Em Em4 G Where the body lies when the heart grows cold. G G(5) G Gm7 Yet grant, oh grant, this wish to me, G Em Em7 G Oh bury me not on the lone Prairie."
G G6 Em Em7 Em/G G "I've always wished to be laid when I died G G6 Em Em7 Em Em4 G In a little churchyard on a green hillside. G G(5) G Gm7 By my father's grave there let me be, G Em Em7 G Oh bury me not on the lone Prairie."
G G6 Em Em7 Em/G G "I wish to lie where a mother's prayer G G6 Em Em7 Em Em4 G And a sister's tear will mingle there. G G(5) G Gm7 Where friends can come and weep o'er me. G Em Em7 G Oh bury me not on the lone Prairie."
G G6 Em Em7 Em/G G "For there's another whose tears will shed G G6 Em Em7 Em Em4 G For the one who lies in a Prairie bed. G G(5) G Gm7 It breaks my heart to think of her now, G Em Em7 G She has curled these locks; she has kissed this brow."
G G6 Em Em7 Em/G G "Oh bury me not..." And his voice failed there G G6 Em Em7 Em Em4 G But they took no heed to his dying prayer. G G(5) G Gm7 In a narrow grave, just six by three, G Em Em7 G They buried him there on the lone Prairie.
G G6 Em Em7 Em/G G And the cowboys now as they roam the plain G G6 Em Em7 Em Em4 G For they marked the spot where his bones were lain, G G(5) G Gm7 Fling a handful of roses o'er his grave G Em Em7 G With a prayer to God, his soul to save.
Solitary Man Tom :Em
Em Am G Em
1. Belinda was mine 'til the time that I found her,
G Am - G Am
holdin' Jim, and loving him.
Em Am G Em
Then Sue came along, loved me strong, that's what I thought,
G Am - G Am ~
me and Sue, but that died too.
G C G D
Don't know that I will but until I can find me,
C G D
a girl who will stay and won't play games behind me.
D Em D Em - D Em
I'll be what I am, a solitary man, a solitary man.
Em Am G Em
2. I've had it to here being where love's a small word,
G Am - G Am
a part time thing, a paper ring.
Em Am G Em
I know it's been done havin' one girl who loves me,
G Am - G Am ~
right or wrong, weak or strong. + REFRAIN
Em ~ ~ - D - Em
+ REFRAIN + Solitary man.
Folsom prisom Blues Tom: D
D
I hear the train a-comin'.
It's rollin' 'round the bend.
And I ain't seen the sunshine since
I don't remember when.
G
I'm stuck in Folsom Prison
D
and time keeps draggin' on.
A
But that train keeps a-rollin'
D
on down to San Antone.
D
When I was just a baby,
my momma told me, "Son,
always be a good boy,
don't ever play with guns."
G
But I shot a man in Reno,
D
just to watch him die.
A
When I hear that whistle blowin'
D
I hang my head and cry.
I Walk the Line Tom: D
D A D
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine.
A D
I keep my eyes wide open all the time.
G D
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds.
A D
Because your mine, I walk the line.
A D
As sure as night is dark and day is light,
A D
I keep you on my mind both day and night.
G D
And happiness I've known proves that it's right.
A D
Because your mine, I walk the line.
A D
You got a way to keep me on your side.
A D
You give me cause for love that I can't hide.
G D
For you I know i'd even try to turn the tide.
A D
Because your mine, I walk the line.
The beast in me Tom: C
C - F G C
1. The beast in me is caged by frail and fragile bars,
F G C Bb D7
restless by day, and by night rants and rages at the stars.
F - G C
God help the beast in me.
C - F G C
2. The beast in me has had to learn to live with pain,
F G C - F
and how to shelter from the rain,
G C Bb D7
and in the twinkling of an eye might have to be restrained,
F - G C
God help the beast in me.
E F
Sometimes it tries to kid me that it's just a teddy bear,
C
and even somehow manage to vanish in the air,
G
and that is when I must beware of …
C - F G C
3. The beast in me that everybody knows,
F G C Bb D7
they've seen him out dressed in my clothes, patently unclear,
F C
if it's New York or New Year.
F G C - F - G - - - - - - -- C
God help the beast in me, the beast in me.
New Moon Over Jamaica Tom: G
G D7 G
There’s a new moon over jamaica,
C G
And the new year just got here, you see.
C G
There’s a new moon over jamaica,
D7 G
And I’m living with an old memory.
D7 G
So won’t you come back to jamaica?
D7 G
You know it isn’t so far.
A7 D7
Look up in the sky where you left me that night,
A7 D7
I’ll be standing right under that star.
There’s a new moon over jamaica……
D7 G
I said good evening to Venus,
D7 G
She said good evening too.
A7 D7
Out there somewhere, you know I could swear,
A7 D7
She sent a message of true love from you.
There’s a new moon over jamaica……
A new moon makes someone feel happy,
A new moon makes someone lovesick.
I’m thinking of you, but what can I do?
New moons and new years and old love don’t mix.
There’s a new moon over jamaica,
And the new year just got here, you see.
There’s a new moon over jamaica,
And I’m living with an old memory.
Just the new year, a new moon and me.
I still miss someone Tom: G Intro: B C9 G C9 D7 G
G C D7 At my door the leaves are falling
C D7 G A cold wild wind will come
C D7 Sweethearts walk by together
C D7 G And I still miss someone
G C D7 I go out on a party
C D7 G And look for a little fun
C D7 But I find a darkened corner,
C D7 G Because I still miss someone
C D7 G No, I never got over those blue eyes
C D7 G I see them everywhere
C D7 G I miss those arms that held me
C D7 G When all the love was there
I wonder if she’s sorry For leavin’ what we’d begun There’s someone for me somewhere And I still miss someone
No, I never got over those blue eyes I see them everywhere I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there
I wonder if she’s sorry For leavin’ what we’d begun There’s someone for me somewhere And I still miss someone
Delia’s gone Tom: A
A D A
1. Delia, oh, Delia, Delia, all my life,
D B7 E
if I hadn't a shot poor Delia, I'd a had her for my wife.
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.
A D A
2. I went up to Memphis and I met Delia there,
D B7 E
found her in her parlor, and I tied to her chair.
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.
- A D - A
3. She was low down and trifling, and she was cold and mean,
D B7 E
kind of evil make me want to grab my sub machine.
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.
A D -A
4. First time I shot her, shot her in the side,
D B7 E
hard to watch her suffer, but with the second shot she died.
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.
A D - A
5. But jailer, oh, jailer, jailer, I can't sleep,
D B7 E
'cause all around my bedside I hear the patter of Delia's feet.
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.
A D - A
6. So if your woman's devilish, you can let her run,
D - B7 E
or you can bring her down and do her like Delia got done.
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.
A D A E A
Delia's gone, one more round, Delia's gone.
The first time ever I saw your face Tom: C Intro: C - Dm - G
Dm - G C
1. The first time ever I saw your face,
Am ~ - Em F
I thought the sun rose in your eyes,
C - G C
and the moon and the stars were the gifts you gave,
Bb C
to the dark and the endless skies, my love.
Dm - G C
2. And the first time ever I kissed your mouth,
Am ~ - Em F
I felt the earth move through my hands,
C - G C
like the trembling heart of a captive bird,
Bb C
that was there at my command.
Dm - G C
3. And the first time ever I lay with you,
Am ~ - Em F
I felt your heart so close to mine,
C - G C
and I know our joy would fill the earth,
Bb C
and last 'till the end of time, my love.
Dm C Dm - G C
The first time ever I saw your face.
Personal Jesus Tom: Em
Em ~ Em
1. Your own personal Jesus,
Am - G
someone to hear your prayers, someone who cares.
Em
Your own personal Jesus,
Am - G - Em ~ ~
someone to hear your prayers, someone who's there.
Em
Feeling unknown, and you're all alone,
G D
flesh and bone, by the telephone,
Am C - Em
lift up the receiver, I'll make you a believer.
Em
Take second best, put me to the test,
G D
things on your chest, you need to confess,
Am C - Em
I will deliver, you know I'm a forgiver.
F# F - Em
Reach out and touch faith.
F# F - Em
Reach out and touch faith.
Em
2. Your own personal Jesus,
Am - G
someone to hear your prayers, someone who cares.
Em
Your own personal Jesus,
Am G - Em ~ ~
someone to hear your prayers, someone to care.
Em
Feeling unknown, and you're all alone,
G D
flesh and bone, by the telephone,
Am C - Em ~
lift up the receiver, I'll make you a believer.
Am C - Em
I will deliver, you know I'm a forgiver.
F# F - Em
Reach out and touch faith.
F# F - Em
Reach out and touch faith.
F# F - Em
Reach out and touch faith.
F# F - - - - - - - Em
Reach out and touch faith
The man comes around Tom: C
(Spoken:)And I heard, as it were, the noise of thunder, one of the four beasts saying, “Come and see!” And I saw, and behold ! A white horse ! - C ~ ~
C 1. There's a man going 'round taking names,
and he decides who to free and who to blame.
Everybody won't be treated all the same,
Am
there’ll be a golden ladder reaching down,
F G C
when the man comes around.
C 2. The hairs on your arm will stand up
at the terror in each sip and in each sup.
Will you partake of that last offered cup,
Am
or disappear into the potter’s ground.
F G C
when the man comes around ?
C ~
Hear the trumpets, here the pipers,
~
one hundred million angels singing,
F C G
multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum.
G7 G ~
Voices calling, voices crying,
G7 G ~
some are born and some are dying,
C
it’s alpha and omegas kingdom come.
F C
And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees,
the virgins are all trimming their wicks.
F C
The whirlwind is in the thorn trees,
it’s hard for thee to kick against the pricks.
C 3. Till Armaggedon no shalam, no shalom,
then the father hen will call his chickens home.
The wise men will bow down before the throne,
Am
and at his feet they’ll cast a golden crown,
F G C
when the man comes around.
C 4. Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still !
Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still !
Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still !
Am
Listen to the words long written down,
F G C
when the man comes around.
C ~
Hear the trumpets, here the pipers,
~
one hundred million angels singing,
F C G
multitudes are marching to the big kettle drum.
G7 G ~
Voices calling and voices crying,
G7 G ~
some are born and some are dying,
C
it’s alpha and omegas kingdom come.
F C
And the whirlwind is in the thorn trees
the virgins are all trimming their wicks.
F C
The whirlwind is in the thorn trees,
it’s hard for thee to kick against the pricks,
Am
In measured a hundredweight and penny pound,
F G C
when the man comes around.
(Spoken : ) And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts, and I looked and behold ! A pale horse ! And it’s name, it said on him, was death, and Hell followed with him.
Give my love to rose Tom: A
A E A
1. I found him by the railroad track this mornin',
/ E A
I could see that he was nearly dead.
D A
I knelt down beside him and I listened,
B7 E
just to hear the words the dyin' fellow said.
A E A
He said, "They let me out of prison out in 'Frisco,
E A
for ten long years I paid for what I'd done.
D A
I was tryin' to get back to Louisiana
E E7 A - A7
to see my Rose and get to know my son.
D A
Give my love to rose, please, won't you, Mister?
E E7 A A7
Take her all my money, tell her : buy some pretty clothes.
D A
Tell my boy that daddy's so proud of him,
E E7 A
and don't forget to give my love to Rose.
A E A
2. Won'tcha tell them I said thanks for waiting for me,
/ E A
tell my boy to help his mom at home.
D A
Tell my Rose to try to find another,
B7 E
'cause it ain't right that she should live alone.
A E A
Mister, here's the bag with all my money,
E A
it won't last them long, the way it goes.
D A
God bless you for findin' me this mornin'.
E E7 A
Now don't forget to give my love to Rose. + CHORUS
I Hung my head Tom: C Intro: C - F C - F - C
C F
1. Early one morning with time to kill,
Am F
I borrowed Jeb's rifle and sat on the hill.
C F
I saw a lone rider crossing the plain,
Am F
I drew a beat on him to practice my aim.
Dm G
My brother's rifle went off in my hand,
C
a shot rang out across the land.
F Am
The horse, he kept running, the rider was dead,
C F - C ~ ~
I hung my head, I hung my head.
C F
2. I set off running to wake from the dream,
Am F
my brother's rifle went into the stream.
C F
I kept on running into the south lands,
Am F
and that's where they found me, my head in my hands.
Dm G
The sheriff, he asked me, why had I run,
C
and then it came to me just what I had done,
F Am
and all for no reason, just one piece of lead,
C F - C ~ ~
I hung my head, I hung my head.
C F
3. Here in the courthouse, the whole town is there,
Am F
I see the judge high up in his chair.
C F
“Explain to the courtroom what went through your mind,
Am F
and we'll ask the jury what verdict they find."
Dm G
I felt the power of death over life,
C
I orphaned his children, I widowed his wife.
F Am
I beg their forgiveness, I wish I was dead.
C F
I hung my head, I hung my head,
C F - C ~ ~
I hung my head, I hung my head.
C F
4. Early one morning with time to kill,
Am F
I see the gallows up on the hill,
C F
and out in the distance, a trick of the brain,
Am F
I see a lone rider crossing the plain.
Dm G
And he comes to fetch me to see what they done,
C
and we'll ride together ‘til Kingdom come.
F Am
I pray for God's mercy for soon I'll be dead,
C F
I hung my head, I hung my head,
C F + C - F (4x) - C
I hung my head, I hung my head.
Sam Hall Tom: D
D G D A
1. Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep,
D G A D
oh, me name it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep.
G D A
Oh, me name it is Sam Hall, and I've robbed both great and small,
D G A D A
and me neck will pay for all, when I die, when I die,
D G A D
and me neck will pay for all, when I die.
D G D A
2. I have twenty pounds in store, that's not all, that's not all,
D G A D
I have twenty pounds in store, that's not all.
G D A
I have twenty pounds in store, and I'll rob a twenty more,
D G A D A
for the rich must help the poor, so must I, so must I,
D G A D
for the rich must help the poor, so must I.
D G D A
3. Oh, they took me to Coote Hill, in a cart, in a cart,
D G A D
oh, they took me to Coote Hill, in a cart.
G D A
Oh, they took me to Coote Hill, where I stopped to make my will,
D G A D A
saying the best of friends must part, so must I, so must I,
D G A D
saying the best of friends must part, so must I.
D G D A
4. Up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke, that's no joke,
D G A D
up the ladder I did grope, that's no joke.
G D A
Up the ladder I did grope, and the hangman pulled the rope,
D G A D A
oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumblin' down, tumblin' down,
D G A D
oh, and ne'er a word I spoke, tumblin' down.
We’ll meet again Tom: C
C -A -Dm -G (2x) C E A A7
1. We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when,
D D7 G - G7
but I know we'll meet again some sunny day.
C E A A7
Keep smiling through just like you always do,
D D7 - G C - F - C
till the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away.
C7 C C7 C
And will you please say hello to the folks that I know,
F
tell ’em that I won’t be long,
D D7 D D7
and they’ll be happy to know that as you saw me go
- G - G7
I was singing this song.
C E A A7
We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when,
D D7 G C - F - C - G
but I know we'll meet again some sunny day.
C E A A7
2. Yeah, we'll meet again, I don't know where, and I don't know when,
D - D7 - G - G7
but I do know that we'll meet again some sunny day.
C E - A A7
So honey, keep on smiling through just like you always do,
D D7 - G C - F - C
till the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away.
C7 C C7 C
And would you please say hello to all the folks that I know,
F
and tell ’em that I won’t be long,
D D7 D D7
they’ll be happy to know that as you saw me go
- G - G7
I was singing this song.
C E A A7
We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when,
D D7 G C - F - C
but I know we'll meet again some sunny day.