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Blue Bonnet Mexican Cafe457 S Broadway,Denver, CO 80209303-223-9818

TO BE A COOL

KID ALL YOU HAVE

TO DO IS COME ALONG

COOL KIDS LUNCH

SWEET CAROLINE-Neil Diamond 4/4 1...2...1234

Intro: (7 measures)

Where it began, I can’t begin to knowin', but then I know it’s growin' strong

Was in the spring, and spring became the summer,

Who’d have believed you’d come a-long

Hands, touchin' hands, reachin' out, touchin' me, touchin' you

Sweet Caro-line, good times never seemed so good

I'd been in-clined to believe they never would, but now I

Look at the night and it don’t seem so lonely. We fill it up with only two

And when I hurt hurtin' runs off my shoulder. How can I hurt when holding you

p.2. Sweet Caroline

Warm, touchin' warm, reachin' out, touchin' me, touchin' you

Sweet Caro-line, good times never seemed so good

I'd been in-clined to believe they never would, Oh, no no

Instrumental: (7 measures)

Sweet Caro-line, good times never seemed so good

Sweet Caro-line, I believed they never could, Oh, Car - o - line

For Baby (For Bobbie)John Denver

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I'll Fwalk in the

Bbrain by your

Fside,

I'll Bbcling to the

C7warmth of your

Fhand.

I'll Bbdo any

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Fsatis

Bbfied,

I'll Flove you more than

C7anybody

Fcan.

And the Bbwind will

C7whisper your

Fname to me,

BbLittle birds will

C7sing along in

Ftime.

BbLeaves will bow

C7down when

Fyou walk

Bbby

And Fmorning

C7bells will

Fchime.

FI'll be there when

Bbyou're feeling

Fdown

To Bbkiss away the

C7tears if you

Fcry.

BbI'll share with

C7you all the

Fhappiness I've

Bbfound,

A reFflection of the

C7love in your

Feyes.

And I'll Bbsing you the

C7songs of the

Frainbow,

A Bbwhisper of the

C7joy that is

Fmine.

And BbLeaves will bow

C7down when

Fyou walk

Bbby

And Fmorning

C7bells will

Fchime.

I'll Fwalk in the

Bbrain by your

Fside,

I'll Bbcling to the

C7warmth of your

Ftiny hand.

I'll Bbdo any

Cthing to help you

Funder

Bbstand,

I'll Flove you more than

C7anybody

Fcan.

And the Bbwind will

C7whisper your

Fname to me,

BbLittle birds will

C7sing along in

Ftime.

BbLeaves will bow

C7down when

Fyou walk

Bbby

And Fmorning

C7bells will

Fchime.

Amieby Pure Prairie League

A – G – D A – G – D

A G D A G – D I can see why you think you belong to meA G D A DI never tried to make you think or let you see one thing for yourself C DBut now you’re off with someone else and I’m alone C E7You see I thought that I might keep you for my own

CHORUS:A G D A G D BmAmie, What you wanna do?. . . I think I could stay with you for awhile E7 (A – G – D – A – G – D)Maybe longer if I do

A G D A G – D Don’t you think the time is right for us to findA G D A All the things we thought weren’t proper could be right in time D C DAnd can you see, which way we should turn together or alone C E7I can never see what’s right or what is wrong

CHORUS:A G D A G – D Now it’s come to what you want you’ve had your wayA G D A And all the things you thought before just faded into grey D C DAnd can you see, that I don’t know if it’s you or if it’s me C E7If it’s one of us I’m sure we’ll both will see (Wont you look at me and tell me)

CHORUS

Down on the Corner by John Fogarty (Creedence Clearwater Revival)

Intro: C . ' . . ' |G . ' C . |C . ' . . ' |G . ' C . |F . ' . . ' |C . ' . . | . . ' . . ' |G . ' C . |

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C . . . |G . C . | . . . . |G . C . | Early in the evenin’, just around supper time Over at the courthouse they’re starting to un-wind

F . . . |C . . . | . . . . |G . C . | Four kids on the corner, trying to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp. F . C . |G . C

Chorus: Down on the corner, out in the street

. |F . C . |G . C . | Willy and the Poorboys are playin’. Bring a nickel, tap your feet.

C . . . |G . C . | . . . . |G . C . | Rooster hits the washboard, and people just gotta smile. Blinky thumps the gut bass and solos for a while

F . . . |C . . . | . . . . |G . C . | Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his Kalama-zoo. And Willy goes in to a dance and doubles on ka-zoo. F . C . |G . C

Chorus: Down on the corner, out in the street

. |F . C . |G . C . | Willy and the Poorboys are playin’. Bring a nickel, tap your feet.

Instrumental

with kazoos: C . ' . . ' |G . ' C . |C . ' . . ' |G . ' C . | F . ' . . ' |C . ' . . | . . ' . . ' |G . ' C . |

F . C . |G . C

Chorus: Down on the corner, out in the street

. |F . C . |G . C . | Willy and the Poorboys are playin’. Bring a nickel, tap your feet. C . . . |G . C . | . . . . |G . C . | You don’t need a penny just to hang a-round. But if you’ve got a nickel won’t you lay your money down?

F . . . |C . . . | . . . . |G . C . | Over on the corner, there’s a happy noise. People come from all a-round to watch the magic boys

F . C . |G . C Chorus: Down on the corner, out in the street

. |F . C . |G . C . | Willy and the Poorboys are playin’. Bring a nickel, tap your feet.

F . C . |G . C Down on the corner, out in the street

. |F . C . |G . C\ G\ |C\ Willy and the Poorboys are playin’. Bring a nickel, tap your feet.

San Jose Ukulele Club (v3 - 4/2/16)

Michael Row The Boat Ashore

Michael Crow the boat ashore, hal-le-

Flu-

Cjah.

Michael Emrow the boat a

Dmshore, hal-le-

Clu-

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Cjah.

Sister Chelped to trim the sail, hal-le-

Flu-

Cjah.

Sister Emhelped to trim the

Dmsail, hal-le-

Clu-

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Cjah.

Michael Crow the boat ashore, hal-le-

Flu-

Cjah.

Michael Emrow the boat a

Dmshore, hal-le-

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G7u-

Cjah.

The river CJordan is chilly and cold, hal-le-

Flu-

Cjah.

Chills the Embody, but not the

Dmsoul, hal-le-

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Cjah.

Michael Crow the boat ashore, hal-le-

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Michael Emrow the boat a

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Jordan's Criver is deep and wide, hal-le-

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Cjah.

I've got a Emhome on the other

Dmside, hal-le-

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Cjah.

Michael Crow the boat ashore, hal-le-

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Michael Emrow the boat a

Dmshore, hal-le-

Clu-

G7u-

Cjah.

Michael's Cboat is a music boat, hal-le-

Flu-

Cjah.

Michael's Emboat is a music

Dmboat, hal-le-

Clu-

G7u-

Cjah.

Michael Crow the boat ashore, hal-le-

Flu-

Cjah.

Michael Emrow the boat a

Dmshore, hal-le-

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Cjah.

Everybody Eats When They Come to My House recording by Cab Calloway

(SECTION I) (C) Have a banana, (G7) Hannah (C) Try the salami, (G7) Tommy (C) Get with the (C7) gravy, (2323) Davy (C) Everybody (A7) eats when they (D7) come to (G7) my (C) house

(I) Try a tomato, Plato Here's cacciatore, Dory Taste the bologna, Tony Everybody eats when they come to my house

(SECTION II) (F) I fix your favorite (Ab)h(1323) dishes (C) Hopin' this good food (A7) fills ya Work my (D7) hands to the bone in the kitchen alone (G7) You better eat if it kills ya

(I) Pass me a pancake, Mandrake Have an hors d'oeuvres, Irving Look in the fendel, Mendel Everybody eats when they come to my house

(SOLO LINE – chords may vary) Hannah, Davy, Tommy, Dora, Mandrake

(D7) Everybody eats when they (G7) come to my (C) house

(I) Pastafazoola, Tallulah Oh, do have a bagel, Vagel Now don't be so bashful, Nashville Everybody eats when they come to my house

(I) Hey, this is a party, Marty Well, you get the cherry, Jerry Now look, don't be so picky, Mickey Cause everybody eats when they come to my house

(II) All of my friends are welcome Don't make me coax you, moax you Eat the tables, the chairs, the napkins, who cares? You gotta eat if it chokes ya (I) Oh, do have a knish, Nisha Pass him the latke, Matke Chili con carne for Barney Everybody eats when they come to my house

(SOLO LINE) Face, Buster, share, chops, fump

Everybody eats when they come to my house

Jolene Page 1 of 2

Jolene (Dolly Parton)

Intro (Last line of Chorus): C Dm

Chorus:

Dm F C Dm

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

C Dm

I'm begging of you, please don't take my man

Dm F C Dm

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

C Dm

Please don't take him just because you can

Dm F

Your beauty is beyond compare

C Dm

With flaming locks of auburn hair

C Dm

With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green

Dm F

Your smile is like a breath of Spring

C Dm

Your voice is soft like Summer rain

C Dm

And I cannot compete with you, Jolene

Chorus

Dm F

He talks about you in his sleep

C Dm

And there's nothing I can do to keep

C Dm

From crying when he calls your name, Jolene

Jolene Page 2 of 2

Dm F

But I can easily understand

C Dm

How you could easily take my man

C Dm

But you don't know what he means to me, Jolene

Chorus

Dm F

You could have your choice of men

C Dm

But I could never love again

C Dm

He's the only one for me, Jolene

Dm F

I had to have this talk with you

C Dm

My happiness depends on you

C Dm

And whatever you decide to do, Jolene

Chorus

Ending

Dm F C Dm

Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene

ANNIE'S SONG-John Denver 3/4 123 123 12 (without intro)

Intro: | | | | | | | | |

You fill up my sens - es like a night in a forest

Like the mountains in spring-time like a walk in the rain

Like a storm in the de - sert like a sleepy blue ocean

You fill up my sens - es come fill me a-gain

Come let me love you, let me give my life to you

Let me drown in your laugh - ter, let me die in your arms

Let me lay down be-side you, let me always be with you

Come let me love you, come love me a-gain

p.2. Annie's Song Instrumental- 2 1/2 lines of verse

Let me give my life to you

Come let me love you, come love me a-gain Repeat first verse, end on Bb.

Hard Hearted Hannah recording by Cliff Edwards (C) In old Savannah, I said (A7) Savannah, (D7) The weather there is nice and warm! The (G7) climate’s of the Southern brand, But (C) here's (A7) one thing (D7) I can't under (G7) stand, (C) They got a gal there, a pretty (A7) gal there, Who's colder than an Arctic storm, She’s (G7)got a heart just like a stone, Even (D7) ice men let her (G7) alone! (C) They call her Hard Hearted Hannah, The vamp of Sa (A7) vannah, The (D7)meanest gal in town, (G7) Leather is tough, but Hannah's heart is tougher, She's a (D7) gal who (G7) loves to see them suffer! (C) To tease 'em, and thrill 'em, to torture and kill 'em, (F) That’s her delight, (E7) they say, (C) An evening spent with Hannah sitting on your knees Is like (D7) travelling through Alaska in your (G7) BVDs (C) Hard Hearted Hannah, the (A7)vamp of Savannah, the (D7) vamp of Savannah, G (C) A! break They call her Hard Hearted Hannah, The vamp of Savannah, The coldest gal in town, Talk of your cold, refrigeratin’ mamas Brother, she’s the polar bear’s pajamas To tease 'em, and thrill 'em, to torture and kill 'em, That’s her delight, they say, Why, she’s so cold you’d even get pneumonia from her breath She kissed an Eskimo and the fool froze to death. Hard Hearted Hannah, the vamp of Savannah, the vamp of Savannah, GA! break

Mr. Bojangles by Jerry Jeff Walker

3/4 time C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . I knew a man Bo--- jangles and he danced for you, in worn out shoes.

. |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | With silver hair, a ragged shirt and baggy pants, The o---- old soft shoe

F . . | . . . |C . . |E7 . . |Am . . |C6 . . | He jumped so----- high----- jumped so high--------

D7 . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | . . . | . . . | Then he light-ly touched down.

Chorus: Am . . | . . . |G . . | . . . |Am . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | Mister Bo------ jan-gles, Mister Bo------ jan-gles,

Am . . | . . . |G . . | . . . |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |G . Mister Bo------ jan-gles, dance--------

. |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . I met him in a cell in New Or-leans, I was do-own and out.

. |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | He looked to me to be----------- the eyes of age as he spo-oke right out.

F . . | . . . |C . . |E7 . . |Am . . |C6 . . | He talked o-of life------- talked of life----------

D7 . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | . . . | . . laughed, slapped his leg a step. . |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . | C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . He said his name, Bo-jangles, then he danced a lick, a--- cro-oss the cell--------

. |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | He grabbed his pants, a better stance, oh he jumped up high, He clicked his heels-----

F . . | . . . |C . . |E7 . . |Am . . |C6 . . | He let go a laugh, let go a laugh-----

D7 . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | . . . | . . . | Shook back his clothes all a-round.

Chorus: Am . . | . . . |G . . | . . . |Am . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | Mister Bo------ jan-gles, Mister Bo------ jan-gles,

Am . . | . . . |G . . | . . . |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |G . Mister Bo------ jan-gles, dance--------

. |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . He danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs Through-out the south------

. |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and he trav-eled a-- bout-----

F . . | . . . | C . . |E7 . . |Am . . |C6 . . | His dog up and died----- he up and died-----

D7 . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | . . . | . . After twenty years he still grieves-----

. |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . He said, "I dance now at every chance in honky tonks For drinks and tips--------

. |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |C/g . . |F . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | But most the time I spend be-hind these county bars, 'cause I drinks a bit-------- "

F . . | . . . |C . . |E7 . . |Am . . |C6 . . | He shook his head----- and as he shook his----- head--------- D7 . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | . . . | . . . | I heard someone a----ask please-------, Please------------ ease--------

Chorus: Am . . | . . . |G . . | . . . |Am . . | . . . |G . . | . . . | Mister Bo------ jan-gles, Mister Bo------ jan-gles,

Am . . | . . . |G . . | . . . |C . . |Cmaj7 . . |C6 . . |G7 . . |C\ Mister Bo------ jan-gles, dance--------

San Jose Ukulele Club (v3 - 11/6/16)

Puff, The Magic DragonLeonard Lipton and Peter Yarrow, 1963

CPuff, the magic

Emdragon

Flived by the

Csea

And Ffrolicked in the

Cautumn

Ammist in a

Dland called Hona

Glee

CLittle Jackie

EmPaper

Floved that rascal

CPuff

And Fbrought him strings and

Csealing

Amwax

And Dother

Gfancy

Cstuff.

G7Oh!

CPuff the magic

Emdragon

Flived by the

Csea

And Ffrolicked in the

Cautumn

Ammist in a

Dland called Hona

Glee

CPuff the magic

Emdragon

Flived by the

Csea

And Ffrolicked in the

Cautumn

Ammist

In a Dland called

GHona

Clee

G

ToCgether they would

Emtravel on a

Fboat with billowed

Csail

FJackie kept a

Clookout

Amperched on

DPuff's gigantic

Gtail

CNoble kings and

Emprinces would

Fbow whene'er they

Ccame

FPirate ships would

Clower their

Amflags when

DPuff roared

Gout his

Cname.

G7Oh!

CPuff the magic

Emdragon

Flived by the

Csea

And Ffrolicked in the

Cautumn

Ammist in a

Dland called Hona

Glee

CPuff the magic

Emdragon

Flived by the

Csea

And Ffrolicked in the

Cautumn

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In a Dland called

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A Cdragon lives for

Emever but

Fnot so little

Cboys

FPainted wings and

Cgiant's

Amrings make

Dway for other

Gtoys

COne grey day it

Emhappened Jackie

FPaper came no

Cmore

And FPuff that mighty

Cdragon

Amhe

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Gfearless

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G7

His Chead was bent in

Emsorrow

Fgreen scales fell like

Crain

FPuff no longer

Cwent to

Amplay a

Dlong the cherry

Glane

WithCout his lifelong

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FPuff could not be

Cbrave

So FPuff that mighty

Cdragon

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Gto his

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G7Oh!

CPuff the magic

Emdragon

Flived by the

Csea

And Ffrolicked in the

Cautumn

Ammist in a

Dland called Hona

Glee

CPuff the magic

Emdragon

Flived by the

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And Ffrolicked in the

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In a Dland called

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G

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Csad.

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Flived by the

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And Ffrolicked in the

Cautumn

Ammist in a

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Sloop John B – Brian Wilson (orig. by Richard Le Gallienne, 1917)

Key: G; Publ key: Ab Tuning: GCEA; bpm: 126 Strum: d du udu

Intro: G . . . | . . . Verse 1 . |G . . Gsus4 |G . . . | . . . Gsus4 |G . . We come on the Sloop John B. My grand-fa--ther and me . | . . . . | . . . |D . . Dsus2 |D . A- round Nas-sau town, we did roam . . |G . . . | . . . . |C . . . |Am7 . Drinking all night, got in- to a fight . . |G . . . |D . . . |G . . Gsus4 |G . . Well I feel so broke-up, I wan-na go home Chorus . | . . . Gsus4 |G . . . | So hoist up the John B sail, . . . Gsus4 |G . . . | See how the main sail sets. . . . . | . . . . |D . . Dsus2 |D . Call for the Cap-tain a- shore Let me go home . . |G . . . | . . . . |C . . . |Am7 . . Let me go home I wan-na go home ah yeah, yeah . |G . . . |D . . . |G . . Gsus4 |G . . Well I feel so broke-up, I wan-na go home Verse 2 . | . . Gsus4 |G . . . | . . . Gsus4 |G . . The first mate he got drunk, he broke in the Cap-tain’s trunk . | . . . . | . . . . |D . . Dsus2 |D . The con-sta-ble had to come and take him a- way . . |G . . . | . . . |C . . . |Am7 . . Sheriff John Stone, why don’t you leave me a- lone, a yeah yeah? . |G . . . |D . . . |G . . Gsus4 |G . . Well I feel so broke-up, I wan-na go home Chorus . | . . . Gsus4 |G . . . | So hoist up the John B sail, ( hoist up the John B ) G . . Gsus4 |G . . . | See how the main sail sets. ( See how the main sail )

G8D~Ch

. . . . | . . . . |D . . Dsus2 | Call for the Cap-tain a-shore, Let me go home ( Let me go ) D . . . |G . . . | . I wan-na go home Why (home, Let me go home ) . . . |C . . . |Am7 . . . don’t you let me go home? hoist up the John B ( Hoist up the john B sail ) |G . . . |D . . . |G . . Gsus4 |G . . Feel so broke-up, I wan-na go home ( Let me go home ) Verse 3 . | . . . Gsus4 |G . . . | . . . Gsus4 |G . . The poor cook he caught the fits, he threw away all my grits . | . . . . | . . . . |D . . Dsus2 |D . And then he took and he ate up all of my corn . . |G . . . | . . . |C . . . |Am7 . . Let me go home Why don’t they let me go home . |G . . . |D . . . |G . . Gsus4 |G . . This is the worst trip I’ve ever been on Chorus . | . . . Gsus4 |G . . . | So hoist up the John B sail, ( hoist up the John B ) G . . Gsus4 |G . . . | See how the main sail sets. ( See how the main sail ) . . . . | . . . . |D . . Dsus2 | Call for the Cap-tain a-shore, Let me go home ( Let me go ) D . . . |G . . . | . I wan-na go home Why (home, Let me go home ) . . . |C . . . |Am7 . . . don’t you let me go home? hoist up the John B ( Hoist up the john B sail ) |G . . . |D . . . |G . . Gsus4 |G\ Feel so broke-up, I wan-na go home ( Let me go home )

Wayne Flournoy V5 2017 0928

Tales of Brave Ulysses Cream

Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u8hLc_nqx8g (play along in this key)

From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpex.net/Uke

Intro: [D] [D7] [G] [Gm] [D] [D7] [G] [Gm]

You [D] thought the leaden [D7] winter

Would [G] bring you down for[Gm]ever

But you [D] rode upon a [D7] steamer

To the [G] violence of the [Gm] sun [D] [D7] [G] [Gm]

And the [D] colours of the [D7] sea

Blind your [G] eyes with trembling [Gm] mermaids

And you [D] touch the distant [D7] beaches

With [G] tales of brave Ul[Gm]ysses

How his [D] naked ears were [D7] tortured

By the [G] sirens sweetly [Gm] singing

For the [D] sparkling waves are [D7] calling you

To [G] kiss their white lace [Gm] legs [A] [D] [C] [A] [D] [C]

And you [D] see your girl's brown [D7] body

[G] Dancing through the [Gm] turquoise

And her [D] footprints make you [D7] follow

Where the [G] sky loves the [Gm] sea

And [D] when your fingers [D7] find her she [G] drowns you in her [Gm] body

[D] Carving deep blue [D7] ripples

In the [G] tissues of your [Gm] mind [A] [D] [C] [A] [D] [C]

And [D] tiny purple [D7] fishes run [G] laughing through your [Gm] fingers

And you [D] want to take her [D7] with you

To the [G] hardland of the [Gm] winter [D] [D7] [G] [Gm] [D] [D7] [G] [Gm]

Her [D] name is Aphro[D]dite and she [G] rides a crimson [Gm] shell

And you [D] know you cannot [D7] leave her

For you [G] touched the distant [Gm] sands

With [D] tales of brave Ul[D7]ysses

How his [G] naked ears were [Gm] tortured

By the [D] sirens sweetly [D7] singing [G] [Gm] [D] [D7] [G] [Gm]

And [D] tiny purple [D7] fishes run [G] laughing through your [Gm] fingers

And you [D] want to take her [D7] with you

To the [G] hardland of the [Gm] winter [D] [D7] [G] [Gm] [D] [D7] [G] [Gm] [D]

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

Waltzing Matilda - Jimmie Rodgers [C] Once a jolly [G] swagman [Am] camped by a [F] billabong [C] Under the [Am] shade of a [F] coolibah [G7] tree And he [C] sang as he [E7] watched and [Am] waited till his [F] billy boiled [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[G7]tilda with [C] me [C] Waltzing Matilda, [F] Waltzing Matilda [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[F] tilda with [G7]me And he [C] sang as he [E7] watched and [Am] waited till his [F] billy boiled [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[G7]tilda with [C] me

[C] Down came a [G] jumbuck to [Am] drink at the [F] billabong [C] Up got the [Am] swagman and [F] grabbed him with [G7] glee And he [C] sang as he [E7] stowed that [Am] jumbuck in his [F] tucker-bag [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[G7]tilda with [C] me [C] Waltzing Matilda, [F] Waltzing Matilda [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[F] tilda with [G7]me And he [C] sang as he [G7] stowed that [Am] jumbuck in his [F] tucker-bag [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[G7]tilda with [C] me [C] Down came the [G] squatter [Am] mounted on his [F] thoroughbred [C] Up came the [Am] troopers [F] One Two [G7] Three [C] Who's the jolly[E7] jumbuck [Am] you've got in your [F] tucker-bag? [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[G7]tilda with [C] me [C] Waltzing Matilda, [F] Waltzing Matilda [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[F] tilda with [G7]me [C] Who's the jolly [E7] jumbuck [Am] you've got in your [F] tucker-bag? [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[G7]tilda with [C] me. [C] Up got the [G] swagman and [Am] jumped into the [F] billabong [C] You'll never [Am] catch me [F] alive said [G7] he And his [C] ghost may be [E7] heard as [Am] you pass by that [F] billabong [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[G7]tilda with [C] me [C] Waltzing Matilda, [F] Waltzing Matilda [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[F] tilda with [G7]me And his [C] ghost may be [E7] heard as [Am] you pass by that [F] billabong [C] You'll come a-[Am] Waltzing Ma[G7]tilda with [C] me Billboard #41 1960

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AMAZING GRACE-G-FANCY 3/4 123 12

A - mazing grace how sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me. 3 3

I once was lost but now am found

Was blind but now I see. 2 1

Waterloo by Benny Andersson and Bjorn Ulvaeus

Intro: D . . . | . . . . | . . . . | . . . . | D . . . |E7 . . . | A . G . | A . . My, my, at Wa-ter-loo Na-po-leon did sur-ren-der . | D . . . |E7 . . . | A . G . | D . A . | Bm . . . Oh yeah, and I have met my des-ti-ny in quite a simi-lar way . | . . . . | . . . . | E7 . . . | A . G . | D . A . | The histor-y book on the shelf is always re-peating it-self D . . . | . . . . | G . . . | . . . . | Chorus: Water-loo I was de-feated, you won the war, A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | A‘ .‘ .‘ .‘ | Water-loo promise to love you for-ever more. D . . . | . . . . | G . . . | . . . . | Water-loo couldn’t es-cape if I wanted to, A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | . . . . | Water-loo knowing my fate is to be with you, Wo wo wo wo A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | . . . . | . . . . | . . . Water-loo final-ly facing my Water-loo . | D . . . | E7 . . . | A . G . | A . . My my I tried to hold you back but you were strong-er . | D . . . | E7 . . . | A . G . | D . A . | Bm . . Oh yeah and now it seems my on-ly chance is giv-ing up the fight . | . . . . | . . . . | E7 . . . | A . G . | D . A . | And how could I ever re- fuse I feel like I win when I loo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oose. D . . . | . . . . | G . . . | . . . . | Chorus: Water-loo I was de-feated, you won the war, A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | A‘ .‘ .‘ .‘ | Water-loo promise to love you for-ever more. D . . . | . . . . | G . . . | . . . . | Water-loo couldn’t es-cape if I wanted to, A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | . . . . | Water-loo knowing my fate is to be with you, Wo wo wo wo A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | . . . Water-loo final-ly facing my Water-loo

. | Bm . . . | . . . . | E7 . . . | A\ G\ D\ A\ | So how could I ever re- fuse I feel like I win when I loo-oo-oo-oose. D . . . | . . . . | G . . . | . . . . | Chorus: Water-loo couldn’t es-cape if I wanted to, A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | . . . . | Water-loo knowing my fate is to be with you, Wo wo wo wo A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | . . . . | Water-loo final-ly facing my Water-loo O-o oo oo A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | . . . . | Water-loo knowing my fate is to be with you, Wo wo wo wo A . . . | . . . . | D . . . | . . D\ Water-loo final-ly facing my Water-loo

San Jose Ukulele Club

Sweet PeaAmos Lee

Intro: C

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D7

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C

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CSweet pea,

E7Apple of my eye

AmDon't know when and I

D7don't know why

CYou're the only

Amreason

FI keep on

G7coming

Chome

Am F G7

CSweet pea,

E7What's all this about

AmDon't get your way all you

D7do is fuss and pout

CYou're the only

Amreason

FI keep on

Gcoming

Chome

Am F G7

I'm like the E7Rock of Gibraltar

I always seem to falter

And the Amwords just get in the way

Oh, I D7know I'm gonna crumble

I'm trying to stay humble

But I Gnever think before I say

G7+5

C E7 Am D7 C Am F G7 C Am F G7

CSweet pea,

E7Keeper of my soul

AmI know sometimes I'm

D7out of control

CYou're the only

Amreason

FI keep on

G7comin'

CYou're the only

Amreason

FI keep on

G7coming, yeah

CYou're the only

Amreason

FI keep on

G7coming

Chome

Am F G7 C