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House of the Rising Sun

"House Of The Rising Sun"

Am C D F

There is a house in New Orleans

Am C E7

They call the Rising Sun

Am C D F

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

Am E7 Am

And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new bluejeans

My father was a gamblin' man

Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and trunk

And the only time he's satisfied

Is when he's on a drunk

Oh mother tell your children

Not to do what I have done

Spend your lives in sin and misery

In the House of the Rising Sun

Well, I got one foot on the platform

The other foot on the train

I'm goin' back to New Orleans

To wear that ball and chain

Well, there is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

And God I know I'm one

There've been many songs written about the eternal triangleThis next one tells the story of a Mr Grayson, a beautiful womanAnd a condemned man named Tom Dooley...When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley... must hang...

Chorus[F] Hang down your head, Tom DooleyHang down your head and [C7] cryHang down your head, Tom DooleyPoor boy, you're bound to [F] die

[F] I met her on the mountainThere I took her [C7] lifeMet her on the mountainStabbed her with my [F] knife

Chorus

[F] This time tomorrowReckon where I'll [C7] beHadn't a-been for GraysonI'd a-been in Tennes[F]see

Chorus

[F] This time tomorrowReckon where I'll [C7] beDown in some lonesome valleyHangin' from a white oak [F] tree

Chorus

Outro[F] Hang down your head, Tom DooleyHang down your head and [C7] cryHang down your head, Tom DooleyPoor boy, you're bound to [F] die[C7] Poor boy, you're bound to [F] die[C7] Poor boy you're bound to [F] die[C7] Poor boy, you're bound to [F] die...

Tom Dooley - The Kingston Trio

Billboard #1 1958

You know I’m no good Amy Winehouse (We could play the sax parts on kazoos) [Dm] Meet you downstairs in the [Gm] bar and heard Your [A7] rolled up sleeves in your [Dm] skull t-shirt You said what [Dm] did you do with [Gm] him today And [A7] sniffed me out like I was [Dm] Tangueray Bridge [Gm] ‘Cos you’re my fella, my guy [E7] Hand me your Stella and Fly [Dm] By the time I’m out the door You [E7] tear me down like [A]Roger Moore Chorus [Dm] I cheated myself, [Am] like I [E7] knew I would [Am] I [Dm] told ya I was [Am] trouble You [E7] know that I’m no [Am] good. [Dm] Upstairs in bed with [Gm] my ex boy [A7] He’s in the place, but I [Dm] can’t get joy [Dm] Think of you in the [Gm] final throes [A7] This is when my [Dm] buzzer goes. [Gm] Run out to me, your chips and pita [E7] You say when we’re married ‘cos you’re not bitter [Dm] There’ll be none of him no more [E7] I cried for you on the kitchen floor Chorus Interlude [Dm] Sweet reunion, [Gm] Jamaica and Spain [A7] We’re like how we were again [Dm] I’m in the tub, you’re [Gm] on the seat [A7] Like your lips as I [Dm] soak my feet [Gm] Then you notice little carpet burn [E7] My stomach drops and my guts churn [Dm] You shrug and it’s the worst [E7] To truly stick the knife in first Chorus X2 OUTRO [Dm] [Gm] [E7] [Dm]

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Mack The Knifeartist:Bobby Darin , writer:Kurt Weill, Bertolt Brecht, Bobby Darin

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnOWikgTG2Q

[NC] Well, the [C6] shark has pretty [Dm] teeth dear and he [G7] keeps them pearly- [C6] white Just a [Am] jack-knife has old Mac [Dm] Heath dear and he [G7] keeps it out of [C6] sight

[NC] When the [C6] shark bites with his [Dm] teeth dear, scarlet [G7] billows start to [C6] spread Fancy [Am] gloves though wears old Mac [Dm] Heath dear, so there's [G7] never a trace of [C6] red

[NC] Sunday [C6] morning, on the [Dm] sidewalk, lies a [G7] body oozing [C6] life And someone's [Am] creeping „round the [Dm] corner. Could that [G7] someone be Mack the [C6] Knife?

Instrumental Verse

[NC] From a [C6] tug boat on the [Dm] river a ce[G7] ment bag's dropping [C6] down The ce[Am] ment's just for the [Dm] weight, dear. I bet you [G7] Mackyis back in [C6] town [NC] Louis [C6] Miller disap[Dm] peared, dear, after [G7] drawing all his [C6] cash And old Mac[Am] Heath spends like a [Dm] sailor, did our [G7] boy do something [C6] rash? [NC] Jenny [C6] Diver; Sukey [Dm] Tawdry; Lotte [G7] Lenya; Sweet Lucy [C6] Brown Well, the [Am] line forms on the [Dm] right girls now that [G7] Macky's back in [C6] town!

Instrumental Verse

[NC] Jenny [C6] Diver; Sukey [Dm] Tawdry; Lotte [G7] Lenya; Sweet Lucy [C6] Brown , [Am] [Dm] [G] [G] STOP [C]

Well, the [Am] line forms on the [Dm] right girls. You know that [G] Macky. [G7] STOP He's back in [C] town!

Jailhouse Rock

Recorded by Elvis Presley

written by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller

or G6, C7, D7

C

The warden threw a party in the county jail

The prison band was there and they began to

wail

The band was jumping and the joint began to

swing

C7

You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds

sing

F C

Let's rock everybody let's rock

G7 F

Everybody in the whole cell block

C

Was dancing to the Jailhouse Rock

C

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone

Little Joe was blowing on the slide trombone

The drummer boy from Illinois went crash

boom bang

C7

The whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang

Repeat #2

C

Number forty seven said to number three

You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see

I sure would be delighted with your company

C7

Come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me

Repeat #2

C

The sad sack was a sitting on a block of stone

Way over in the corner weeping all alone

The warden said hey buddy don't you be no

square

C7

If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair

Repeat #2

C

Shifty Henry said to Bugs for heaven's sake

No one's looking nows our chance to make a

break

Bugs turned to Shifty and he said nix nix

C7

I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks

Tuning: G C E A

I Fought The Law ukulele chords by The Clash ULTIMATE GUITAR COM

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The Clash I Fought The Law Key: Tuning: Standard EADGBe Chords used: - xx0232 - 320033 - x02220 - 244222 Intro: -- -- -- -- - - - x2 Verse 1: Breaking rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed money cause I had none I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won Chorus: I killed my baby and it feels so bad Guess my race is run she's the best girl that I ever had I fought the law and the law won - - - - I fought the law and the

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(Repeat Intro) Verse 2: Robbing people with a 6 gun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I left my girl and i lost my fun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won (Repeat Chorus) (Repeat Intro)

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KILLING ME SOFTLY-Charles Fox/Norman Gimbel

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Strummin’ my pain with his fingers, singin’ my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,

Tellin’ my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song.

I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style.

And so, I came to see him, and listen for a while.

And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes

Strummin’ my pain with his fingers, singin’ my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,

Tellin’ my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song.

I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd

I felt he found my letters, and read each one out loud

I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on

p.2. Killing Me Softly

Strummin’ my pain with his fingers, singin’ my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,

Tellin’ my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song.

He sang as if he knew me, in all my dark despair

And then he looked right through me, as if I wasn’t there

And he just kept on singin’, singin’ clear and strong

Strummin’ my pain with his fingers, singin’ my life with his words

Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,

Tellin’ my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song.

Molly Malone Traditional folk (c. 1876)

Waltz (3/4 time) Intro: C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . In Dub-lin’s fair cit - y, where the girls are so pret-ty, . |C . . |Em . . |Dm . . |G I first set my eyes on sweet Mol - ly Ma-lone . . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . As she wheeled her wheel - bar-row, down streets broad and nar - row, . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . | C . . | Am . . |Dm . . |G . Chorus: A - live, a - live - o---- , a - live, a - live - o . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . She was a fish-mong-er, and sure, ‘twas no won-der, . |C . . |Em . . |Dm . . |G . For so were her fath-er and moth-er be - fore. . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . They each wheeled their bar-row, down streets broad and nar-row, . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . | C . . | Am . . |Dm . . |G . Chorus: A - live, a - live - o---- , a - live, a - live - o . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!”

. |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . She died of a fe - ver and no one could save her . |C . . |Em . . |Dm . . |G . And that was the end of sweet Mol - ly Ma - lone . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . Now her ghost wheels her bar-row, down streets broad and nar-row . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . | C . . | Am . . |Dm . . |G . Chorus: A - live, a - live - o---- , a - live, a - live - o . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . | C . . | Am . . |Dm . . |G . A - live, a - live - o---- , a - live, a - live - o . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C\ Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!”

San Jose Ukulele Club

Maxwell's Silver HammerBeatles

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C - G7 - CCJoan was quizzical,

A7studied pataphysical

Dmscience in the

Dm7home

G7Late nights all alone with a test tube,

Coh, oh, oh,

G7oh

CMaxwell Edison

A7majoring in medicine,

Dmcalls her on the

Dm7phone

G7Can I take you out to the pictures,

CJo-o-o-o

G7an?

But D7as she's getting ready to go a

G7knock comes on the door

CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came

D7down upon her head

G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer

Made Dmsure that

G7she was

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C - G7 - CCBack in school again ,

A7Maxwell plays the fool again,

Dmteacher gets an-

Dm7noyed

G7Wishing to avoid an unpleasant

Csce e e

G7ene

CShe tells Max to stay,

A7when the class has gone away,

Dmso he waits be

Dm7hind.

G7Writing fifty times I must not be

Cso o o

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But D7when she turns her back on the boy, he

G7creeps up from behind

CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came

D7down upon her head

G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer

Made Dmsure that she was

G7dead

CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came

D7down upon her head

G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer

Made Dmsure that

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C - G7 - CCP.C. Thirtyone

A7said we caught a dirty one,

DmMaxwell stands a-

Dm7lone

G7Painting testimonial pictures,

Coh, oh, oh,

G7oh

CRose and Valerie

A7screaming from the gallery

Dmsay he must go

Dm7free

The G7judge does not agree and he tells them

Cso-o-o-

G7o

But D7as the words are leaving his lips, a

G7noise comes from behind

CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came

D7down upon his head

G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer

Made Dmsure that he was

G7dead

CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came

D7down upon her head

G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer

Made Dmsure that

G7she was

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Co o o

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Amo o o

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Fo o

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I Shall Be Released Bob Dylan [C] They say everything can be [Dm] replaced, [Em] Yet every [F] distance [G] is not [C] near. [C] So I remember every [Dm] face [Em] Of every [F] man who [G] put me [C] here. [C] I see my light come [Dm] shining [Em] From the [F] west [G] unto the [C] east. [C] Any day now, any day now, [Em] I [F] shall [G] be re [C] leased. [C] They say every man needs [Dm] protection, [Em] They say [F] every [G] man must [C] fall. [C] Yet I swear I see my [Dm] reflection [Em] Some place so [F] high [G] above this [C] wall. [C] I see my light come [Dm] shining [Em] From the [F] west [G] unto the [C] east. [C] Any day now, [Dm] any day now, [Em] I [F] shall [G] be re [C] leased. [C] Standing next to me in this [Dm] lonely crowd, [Em] Is a man who [F] swears he's [G] not to [C] blame. [C] All day long I hear him [Dm] shout so loud, [Em] Crying [F] out that [G] he was [C] framed. [C] I see my light come [Dm] shining [Em] From the [F] west [G] unto the [C] east. [C] Any day now, [Dm] any day now, [Em] I [F] shall [G] be re [C] leased.

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I Shot The Sheriff – Bob Marley

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy

Gm Am Dm

All around in my hometown

Gm Am Dm

They're trying to track me down

Gm Am Dm

They say they want to bring me in guilty

Gm Am Dm

For the killing of a deputy

Gm Am Dm

For the life of a deputy But I say

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff but I swear it was in self-defence

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff and they say it is a capital offence

Gm Am Dm

Sheriff John Brown always hated me

Gm Am Dm

For what I don't know

Gm Am Dm

Every time I plant a seed

Gm Am Dm

He said kill it before it grows

Gm Am Dm

He said kill them before they grow And so

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff but I swear it was in self-defence

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff but I swear it was in self-defence

Gm Am Dm

Freedom came my way one day

Gm Am Dm

And I started out of town

Gm Am Dm

All of a sudden I saw Sheriff John Brown

Gm Am Dm

Aiming to shoot me down

Gm Am Dm

So I shot I shot I shot him down But I say

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy

Gm Am Dm

Reflexes got the better of me

Gm Am Dm

And what is to be must be

Gm Am Dm

Every day the bucket goes to the well

Gm Am Dm

But one day the bottom will drop out

Gm Am Dm

One day the bottom will drop out I say (riff)

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy

Dm Gm Dm

I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy

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Great Filling Station chords by Jimmy Bu�ett ULTIMATE GUITAR COM

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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## <9308181722.AA12732@moe.coe.uga.edu> Subject: song - "GreatFillingStation.crd" - Jimmy Buffett To: jamesb@animal-farm.nevada.edu Date: Wed, 18 Aug 93 13:22:37 EDT X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] The Great Filling Station Holdup ================================ By Jimmy Buffett Intro: I pulled into the regular pump I was feelin' quite at ease I rolled down my window and told the man, "Fifty cents worth please" Then out jumped my partner with his trusty pellet gun He said, "Boy, this is a holdup, keep 'a pumpin' and don't run" Chorus: And now I wish I was somewhere other than here Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here Cause that great fillin' station holdup Cost me two good years We got fifteen dollars And a can of STP A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese TV

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Feelin' we had pulled the biggest heist of our career We're wanted men, we'll strike again, But first let's have a beer And now I wish I was somewhere other than here Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here Cause that great fillin' station holdup Cost me two good years We were sittin' in the Krystal About as drunk as we could be In walked the deputy sheriff And he's holdin' our TV He roughed us and he cuffed us And he took us off to jail No picture on a poster, no reward and no bail (repeat chorus and fade) And now I wish I was somewhere other than here Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here Cause that great fillin' station holdup Cost me two good years //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// // Mike A. Hall // "They send you off to college, // // // try to gain a little knowledge, // // University of Georgia // But all you want to do is // // Athens, GA U.S.A. // learn how to score." --J.Buffett // //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// �

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The Tijuana Jail

I went one day, about a month ago,

To have a little fun in Mexico.

I ended up in a gamblin’ spot,

Where the liquor flowed and the dice were hot.

Chorus

So here I am in the Tijuana Jail,

Ain’t got no friends to go my bail.

So here I’ll stay, ‘cause I can’t pay.

Just send my mail to the Tijuana Jail.

I was shootin’ dice, raking in the dough,

And then I heard a whistle blow.

I started to run, when a man in blue

Said, “Señor, come with me, ‘cause I want you!”

Chorus

Just five hundred dollars and they’ll set me free

I couldn’t raise a penny, if they threatened me.

I know five hundred don’t sound like much,

But just try to find some one to touch.

Chorus (2x)

Note: Standard GCEA Soprano Ukulele Tuning. Powered by UkeGeeks' Scriptasaurus • ukegeeks.com

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Stagger Lee Lloyd Price.

INTRO:(Slow)

C F C

The night was clear, and the moon was

yellow..

G7 C

And the leaves came tumblin' down...

#1.(fast, rock.)

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I was standin' on the corner,

F

When I heard my bull dog bark.

C

He was barkin' at the two men

G7 C G7

Who were gamblin' in the dark.

C C7

It was Stagger Lee and Billy,

F7

Two men who gambled late.

C

Stagger lee threw a seven,

G7 C G7

Billy swore that he threw eight.

C

Stagger Lee, said Billy,

F

I can't let you go with that.

C

You have won all my money,

G7 C G7

And my brand-new Stetson hat.

C

Stagger Lee went home,

F

And he got his forty-four.

C

He said, I'm goin' to the barroom

G7 C

Just to pay that debt I owe.

G7

(Go, Stagger Lee.)

#3.

C

Stagger Lee went to the barroom,

F

And he stood across the barroom door.

C G7

He said, Nobody move, and he pulled

C G7

his .44.

C

Stagger Lee, cried Billy,

F

Oh, please don't take my life!

C

I've got three little children,

G7 C G7

And a very sickly wife.

#4.

C

Stagger Lee shot Billy.

F

Oh, he shot that poor boy so bad..

C

That the bullet went through Billy

G7 C

And broke the bartender's glass.

G7

(Look out now.)

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Go, Stagger Lee..go, Stagger Lee..go,

Stagger Lee..

C G7 C

Go, Stagger Lee..go, go...Fade.