Middle Fork River Expeditions

MFRE Song Book

Four Strong Winds

G G Am
Four strong winds that blow lonely
D G
Seven seas that run high
G Am D D
All those things that don’t change come what may
G Am
For the good times are all gone
D G
And I’m bound for moving on
C Am D D
I’ll look for you if I’m ever back this way

G Am
I think I’ll go out to Alberta
D G
Weather’s good there in the fall
G Am D D
I’ve got some friends that I can go working for
G Am
Still I wish you’d change your mind
D G
If I ask you one more time
C Am D D
But we’ve been through that a hundred times before

G G Am
Four strong winds that blow lonely
D G
Seven seas that run high
G Am D D
All those things that don’t chnage come what may
G Am
For the good times are all gone
D G
And I’m bound for moving on
C Am D D
I’ll look for you if I’m ever back this way

G Am D G
If I get there before the snow flies, And if things are looking good
G Am D D
You could meet me if I sent you down the fare
G Am
But by then it would be winter
D G
Not too much for you to do
C Am D D
And those winds sure can blow cold way out there
G G Am
Four strong winds that blow lonely
D G
Seven seas that run high
G Am D D
All those things that don’t chnage come what may
G Am
For the good times are all gone
D G
And I’m bound for moving on
C Am D D
I’ll look for you if I’m ever back this way

Carolina in my Mind
Written & Performed by James Taylor

Chorus
D G G/F# A
In my mind I’ve gone to Carolina
G A Em7 A
Can’t you see the sunshine cant you just feel the moon shining?
D A/C# Bm A G D/F# E7
Ain’t it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind
G/A D Bm7 Em7 G/A D
Yes I’m going to Carol ina in my mind

Verse 1
D C G
Karen, she’s a silver sun, you’d best walk away and watch it shining
Bm G A
Watch her watch the morning come
G D/F# Bm7 Em7 Asus4 A7
A silver tear appearing now I’m cry ing ain’t I?
D Bm7 Em7 G/A D
I’ve gone to Carol ina in my mind

Verse 2
There ain’t no doubt in no-ones mind that loves the finest thing around
Whisper something soft and kind
And hey baby, the sky’s on fire, I’m dying, ain’t I
I’ve gone to Carolina in my mind

Chorus

Verse 3
Dark and silent late last night I think I might have heard the highway calling
Geese in flight and dogs that bite
The signs that it might be omens say I’m going, going
I’ve gone to Carolina in my mind

Bridge
D G A Bm
With a holy host of others standing around me
F#m7 Em7 G
Still I’m on the dark side of the moon
A C G D
And it seems like this goes on like this forever you must forgive me
G/A D Bm7 Em7 G/A D
If I’m up and gone to Carolina in my mind

Chorus

Drunken Sailor
Em
What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
D
What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
Em
What shall we do with the drunken sailor?

chorus:
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning

*****each line is sung 3 times then has the chorus sung after****
2. Put him in the long boat ’til he’s sober
3. Pull out the plug and wet him all over
4. Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
5. Put him in a leaky boat and make him bale her
6. Tie him to the scuppers with the hose pipe on him
7. Shave his belly with a rusty razor
8. Tie him to the topmast while she’s yardarm under
9. Heave him by the leg in a runnin’ bowline
10. Keel haul him ’til he’s sober
11. That’s what we do with the drunken sailor!

Amazing Grace
D G D
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
A7
That saved a wretch like me.
D G D
I once was lost, but now im found,
A7 D
Was blind, but now I see.

D G D
Twas grace that thought my heart to fear,
A7 D
and grace my fears released. How precious
G D A7 D
did that grace appear, the hour I first believed.

D G D
When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
D A7
bright shining as the sun,
D G D
we’ve no less days to sing god’s praise
D A7 D
than when did when we first begun.

D G D
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
A7
That saved a wretch like me.
D G D
I once was lost, but now im found,
A7 D
Was blind, but now I see.

Last Thing on My Mind
by Tom Paxton

4/4 time

Verse 1:
|D |G |D |D
It’s a lesson too late for the learning,
|A |A |D |D
made of sand, made of sand.
|D |G |D |D
In the wink of an eye my soul is turning
|A |A |D |D
In your hand, in your hand.

Refrain:
|A |A |G |G
Are you going away with no word of farewell,
|D |D |A |A
Will there be not a trace left behind?
|D |G |A |F#m
I could have loved you better, I didn’t mean to be unkind
|G |G |D
That was the last thing on my mind.

Verse 2:
You’ve got reasons aplenty for going.
This I know, this I know.
For the weeds have been steadily growing.
Please don’t go, please don’t go.

Repeat Refrain

Verse 3:
As I lie here in bed in the morning
without you, without you.
Every song in my breast dies a borning
without you, without you.

Repeat Refrain twice

Don’t think twice it’s allright
Artist: Bob Dylan
G D Em
It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
C G D
It don’t matter, anyhow
G D Em
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
C D
If you don’t know by now
G
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
C A
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
G D Em
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
C D G
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

G D Em
It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
C G D
That light I never knowed
G D Em
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
C D
I’m on the dark side of the road
G
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
C A
To try and make me change my mind and stay
G D Em
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
C D G
So don’t think twice, it’s all right

G D Em
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
C G D
Like you never did before
G D Em
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
C D
I can’t hear you any more
G
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
C A
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
G D Em
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
C D G
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

G D Em
I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
C G D
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
G D Em
But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
C D
So I’ll just say fare thee well
G
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
C A
You could have done better but I don’t mind
G D Em
You just kinda wasted my precious time
C D G
But don’t think twice, it’s all right
ANGEL FROM MONTGOMERY – Bonnie Raitt version

E A E A
I am an old woman named after my mother.
E A D E
My old man is another child that’s grown old.
A E A
If dreams were thunder and lightning was desire
E A D E
this old house would’ve burnt down a long time ago.

CHORUS

D A E
Make me an angel that flies from Montgomery.
D A E
Make me a poster of an old rodeo.
D A E
Just give me one thing that I can hold on to.
D A E A E A
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.

When I was a young girl I had me a cowboy,

wa’n’t much to look at, just a free ramblin’ man.

But that was a long time, and no matter how I try,

the years just flow by like a broken-down dam.

(repeat chorus)

There’s flies in the kitchen, I can hear all their buzzin’

but I ain’t done nothin’ since I woke up today.

I am kind of person goes to work in the morning

come home in the evenin’ and have nothin’ to say.

(repeat chorus)
D A E
To believe in this living is just a hard way to go.

Brown Eyed Girl – Van Morrison

Simple chords and a timelessly good song

Chorus: (All the chorus’ are the same except with different words)

G C
Hey, where did we go
G D
Days when the rain came
G C
Down in the hollow
G D
Playin’ a new game
G C
Laughin’ and a runnin’, hey hey
G D
Skippin’ and a jumpin’
G C
In the misty mornin’ fog
G D
With our hearts a thumpin’
C D
And you
G Em
My brown eyed girl
C D
And you, my
G
Brown eyed girl

Bridge:

D7
Do you remember when we used to sing
G C G D7
Sha la la la la la la la te da just like that
G C G D7 G
Sha la la la la la la la te da la te da

AND IT STONED ME by Van Morrison
G D C G
Half a mile from the county fair, and the rain came pouring down
G D C G
Me and Billy standing there with a silver half a crown
G D C G
Hands full of fishing gear, and the tackle on our backs
G D C G
We just stood there getting wet, with our backs against the fence

CHORUS
Am D Am D Am D
Oh, the water, Oh, the water, Oh, the water
D
Let it run all over me
G C G
And it stoned me to my soul
G D
Stoned me just like jelly roll
Em G
And it stoned me
G C G
And it stoned me to my soul
G D
Stoned me just going home
Em G
And it stoned me

And the rain let up, and the sun came out, we were getting dry
Almost glad a pickup truck nearly passed us by
So we jumped right in and the driver grinned and he dropped us up the road
We looked at the swim, and we jumped right in not to mention fishing poles
CHORUS

On the way back home we sang a song, but our throats were getting dry
Then we saw the man from across the road with the sunshine in his eyes
Well he lived all alone in his own little home with a great big
gallon jar
There were bottles too, one for me and you, and he said “Hey there you are”
CHORUS

G D C G
When I woke up this morning, things were lookin’ bad
C G D G
seems like total silence is the only friend I have
D C G C G
a bowl of oatmeal tried to stare me down… and won
D C G C G
and it was twelve o’clock before I realized that I was havin’ no fun
{chorus}
D G C D G
but fortunately I have the key to escape reality
step up to) C G
and you may see me tonight with an illegal smile
D G
it don’t cost very much, but it lasts a long while
(step up to) C G
won’t you please tell the man I didn’t kill anyone
D C G
no I was just tryin’ to have me some fun

G D C G
last time I checked my bankroll, well it was gettin’ thin
C G D G
sometimes it seems like the bottom is the only place I’ve been
D C G C G
chased a rainbow down a one-way street… dead end
D C G C G
and all my friends turned out to be insurance salesmen
Chorus
G D C G
I sat down in my closet with all my overalls
C G D G
just tryin’ to get away from all the years inside these walls
D C G C G
dreamed the police heard everything I thought… what then?
D C G C G
well I went to court and the judge’s name was Hoffman
Chorus

MARGARITAVILLE
(Jimmy Buffet)

C
Nibblin’ on sponge cake, watchin’ the sun bake
G
All of those tourist covered with oil

Strummin’ my six string, on my front porch swing
C
Smell those shrimp they’re beginnin’ to boil

F G C G
CHORUS: Wastin’ away again in Margarita-ville
F G C G
Searchin’ for my lost shaker of salt
F G C G F
Some people claim that there’s a woman to blame
G C
But I know it’s nobody’s fault

C
I don’t know the reason, I stayed here all season
G
Nothin’ to show but this brand new tatoo

But it’s a real beautie, a Mexican cutie
C
But how it got here I haven’t a clue

CHORUS

C
I blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop-top
G
Cut my heel had to cruise on back home

But there’s booze in the blender, and soon it will render
C
That frozen concotion that helps me hang on

CHORUS

F G C G F
Some people say that there’s a woman to blame
G C
But I know it’s my own damn fault

Muhlenberg County- by John Prine

C F C
When I was a child my family would travel
C G C
Down to Western Kentucky where my parents were born
C F C
And there’s a backwards old town that’s often remembered
C G C
So many times that my memories are worn.

C F C
And daddy won’t you take me back to Muhlenberg County
C G C
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
C F C
Well, I’m sorry my son, but you’re too late in asking
C G C
Mister Peabody’s coal train has hauled it away

Well sometimes we’d travel right down the Green River
To the abandoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes and we’d shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles was all we would kill.

And daddy won’t you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I’m sorry my son, but you’re too late in asking
Mister Peabody’s coal train has hauled it away

Then the coal company came with the world’s largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land
Well, they dug for their coal till the land was forsaken
Then they wrote it all down as the progress of man.

And daddy won’t you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I’m sorry my son, but you’re too late in asking
Mister Peabody’s coal train has hauled it away

When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester dam
I’ll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waiting
Just five miles away from wherever I am.

And daddy won’t you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay
Well, I’m sorry my son, but you’re too late in asking
Mister Peabody’s coal train has hauled it away

Blackbird- Beatles
G Am G
Blackbird singing in the dead of night

C D Em
Take these broken wings and learn to fly

D C
All your life

G A D G
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Link 1; C G A D G

G Am G
Blackbird singing in the dead of night

C D Em
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see

D C
All your life

G A D G
You were only waiting for this moment to be free

F Dm C
Black-bird, Fly

F Dm C A
Black-bird, Fly

D G
Into the light of the dark black night

Link 2; G Am G G G C D Em D C C C G A D G

F Dm C
Black-bird Fly

F Dm C A
Black-bird Fly

D G
Into the light of a dark black night

Link 3; G Am G G G C D Em D C C C G A D G

G Am G
Blackbird singing in the dead of night

C D Em
Take these broken wings and learn to fly

D C
All your life

G A D G
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

C G A D G
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

C G A D G
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Dear Prudence- The Beatles

D D/C D/B D/A#
Dear Prudence won’t you come out
D D/C D/B D/A#
to play Dear
D D/C D/B D/A#
Prudence greet the brand
D D/C D/B D/A#
new day The

D D/C D/B D/A#
sun is up, the sky is blue it’s beautiful, and so are you Dear
D D/C C G
Prudence won’t you come out to
D D/C D/B D/A#
play

Dear Prudence open up your eyes
Dear Prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low, the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence won’t you open up you eyes

D G/D A/D G/D
Look around round
Look around round round
D F G# G D
Look around_____________

Dear Prudence let me see you smile
Dear Prudence like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence won’t you let me see you smile

Can’t Find My Way Home – Eric Clapton
D/C D/B
1. Come down off your throne
D/Bb D/A
And leave your body alone
F G D
Somebody must change
D/C D/B D/Bb
You are the reason I’ve been waiting
D/A
All so long
F G D
Somebody holds the key

G
Chorus. In the end when I
A D
Just ain’t got the time
Em
O-oh, well I’m wasted and I
G D/F# Em D
Can’t find my way home
D/C D/B D/Bb D/A F G D (Dsus2 D)

2. Come down on your own
And leave your body home
Somebody must change
You are the reason I’ve been waiting
All these years
Somebody holds the key

Chorus.

Carolina in my Mind by James Taylor

Intro
D G G/F Em7 G/A

Chorus
D G G/F# A
In my mind I’ve gone to Carolina
G A Em7
Can’t you see the sunshine cant you just feel the moon shining?
D A/C# Bm A G D/F#
Ain’t it just like a friend of mine to hit me from behind
G/A D Bm7 Em7 G/A D
Yes I’m going to Carol ina in my mind

Verse 1
D C G A
Karen, she’s a silver sun, you’d best walk away and watch it shining
Bm G A
Watch her watch the morning come
G D/F# Bm7
A silver tear appearing now I’m cry ing ain’t I?
D Bm7 Em7 G/A D
I’ve gone to Carol ina in my mind

Verse 2
There ain’t no doubt in no-ones mind that loves the finest thing around
Whisper something soft and kind
And hey baby, the sky’s on fire, I’m dying, ain’t I
I’ve gone to Carolina in my mind

Chorus

Verse 3
Dark and silent late last night I think I might have heard the highway calling
Geese in flight and dogs that bite
The signs that it might be omens say I’m going, going
I’ve gone to Carolina in my mind

Bridge
D G A Bm
With a holy host of others standing around me
F#m7 Em7 G
Still I’m on the dark side of the moon
A C G D C G/B Em7
And it seems like this goes on like this forever you must forgive me
G/A D Bm7 Em7 G/A D
If I’m up and gone to Carol ina in my mind

Chorus
D G G/F Em7 G/A D(Repeat sequence to fade)
I’m gone say nice things about me cause I’m gone

Repeat and fade

Peggy-O — Trad, sung Joan Baez, Simon and Garfunkel, Grateful Dead et al.

[This is closest to the Baez version.]

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

Won’t you come and go with me, pretty Peggy-O? (x2)
In coaches you shall ride with your true love by your side
Just as grand as any lady in the are-o

What would your mother think, pretty Peggy-O? (x2)
What would your mother think for to hear the guineas clink
And the soldiers all marching before you?

You’re the man that I adore, sweet William-O (x2)
You’re the man that I adore, but your fortune is too low
I’m afraid that my mother would be angry-o

Come tripping down the stairs, pretty Peggy-O (x2)
Come tripping down the stairs and tie up your yellow hair
Bid a last farewell to sweet William-O

If ever I return, pretty Peggy-O (x2)
If ever I return then the city I shall burn
And destroy all the ladies in the are-o

Our captain he is dead, pretty Peggy-O (x2)
Our captain he is dead, and he died for a maid
And he’s buried in Louisiana county-o.

Four Strong Winds- Neil Young

Verse 1

C Dm
I think I’ll go out to Alberta
G C
Weather’s good there in the fall
C Dm G
I’ve got some friends that I can go working for
C Dm
Still I wish you’d change your mind
G C
If I ask you one more time
Dm C G G
But we’ve been through that a hundred times before

Chorus

C Dm
Four strong winds that blow lonely
G C
Seven seas that run high
C Dm G
All those things that don’t change come what may
C Dm
For the good times are all gone
G C
And I’m bound for moving on
Dm C G
I’ll look for you if I’m ever back this way

Verse 2

C Dm G
If I get there before the snow flies, And if things are looking good
C Dm G
You could meet me if I sent you down the fare
C Dm
But by then it would be winter
G C
Not too much for you to do
Dm C G
And those winds sure can blow cold way out there

Repeat chorus

Hills of Idaho- by Gordon Bok, changed to Salmon format
A
Away and to the Westward
G D
Is a Place a man should go
A
Where the fishin’s always easy
G A D
They aint got no ice or snow

Chorus
G D
But I’ll Float down the river
G D
Where the Forks run Together
G D
Bide away the days
G A D
On the hills of Idaho

Now the Salmon girls are fine
They put their hearts in your hand
And the Stanley boys are able
First class boatmen, every man

Now the trouble with old salmon
You don’t try her in a wood boat
For the canyon is really rocky
They roll your head right off your shoulder.

Away and to the Westward
Is a Place a man should go
Where the fishin’s always easy
They aint got no ice or snow

The girls of Stanley
They are strong across the shoulder
They don’t give a man advice
They don’t want to cook his supper

I Know an Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly

D Bm
I know an old lady who swallowed a fly.
Em A
I dunno why she swallowed that fly,
D A7
Perhaps she’ll die.

D Bm
I know an old lady who swallowed a spider,
Em A
That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
D D
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
Em A
But I dunno why she swallowed that fly –
D A7
Perhaps she’ll die.

D Bm
I know an old lady who swallowed a bird;
Em A
How absurd, to swallow a bird!
D D
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
Em A
That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
D D
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
Em A
But I dunno why she swallowed that fly –
D A7
Perhaps she’ll die.

D Bm
I know an old lady who swallowed a cat.
Em A
Imagine that, she swallowed a cat.
D D
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird …
D D
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
Em A
That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
D D
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
Em A
But I dunno why she swallowed that fly –
D A7
Perhaps she’ll die.

D Bm
I know an old lady who swallowed a dog.
Em A
What a hog! To swallow a dog!
D D
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat…
D D
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird …
D D
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
Em A
That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
D D
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
Em A
But I dunno why she swallowed that fly –
D A7
Perhaps she’ll die.

D Bm
I know an old lady who swallowed a goat.
Em A
Just opened her throat and swallowed a goat!
D D
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog …
D D
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat…
D D
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird …
D D
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
Em A
That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
D D
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
Em A
But I dunno why she swallowed that fly –
D A7
Perhaps she’ll die.

D Bm
I know an old lady who swallowed a cow.
Em A
I don’t know how she swallowed a cow!
D D
She swallowed the cow to catch the goat…
D D
She swallowed the goat to catch the dog …
D D
She swallowed the dog to catch the cat…
D D
She swallowed the cat to catch the bird …
D D
She swallowed the bird to catch the spider
Em A
That wriggled and jiggled and tickled inside her.
D D
She swallowed the spider to catch the fly.
Em A
But I dunno why she swallowed that fly –
D A7
Perhaps she’ll die.

D Bm
I know an old lady who swallowed a horse –

She’s dead, of course.

Last Thing on my mind by Tom Paxton

v1: G C G
theres a lesson to late for the learning
G D G
made of sand, made of sand
G C G
in the wink of an eye my soul is turning
C G D G
in your hand, in your hand

Chorus
D C G
are you going away with no word of farewell?
e D
will there be not a trace left behind?
G C G
well i could have loved you better, didnt mean to be unkind
D G
you know that was the last thing on my mind

v2: youve got reasons a plenty for going
this i know, this i know
for the weeds have been steadily growing
please dont go, please dont go

v3: as i lie [here] in my bed in the morning
without you, without you
every song in my breast dies a borning
without you, without you

repeat refrain

MICHAEL ROWED THE BOAT ASHORE: The Highwaymen.
#1 in ’61.

#1.
C F C
Michael rowed the boat ashore, halle..lu..jah,
Em Dm C G C
Michael rowed the boat ashore, halle..lu..lu..jah.

#2

Sister helped to trim the sails, hallelujah,

Sister helped to trim the sails, hallelujah.

CHORUS:

Michael rowed the boat ashore, hallelujah,

Michael rowed the boat ashore, hallelujah.

#3.

The river Jordan is chilly and cold, hallelujah,

Chills the body but not the soul, hallelujah.

CHORUS:

#4.

The river is deep and the river is wide, hallelujah,

Milk and honey on the other side, hallelujah.

CHORUS:

MOUNTAIN DEW
G
DOWN THE ROAD HERE FROM ME THERE’S AN OLD HOLLOW TREE
C G
WHERE YOU LAY DOWN A DOLLAR OR TWO

IF YOU HUSH UP YOUR MUG THEY WILL FILL UP YOUR JUG
D7 G
WITH THAT GOOD OLD MOUNTAIN DEW

CHORUS
G
THEY CALL IT THAT GOOD OLD MOUNTAIN DEW
C G
AND THEM THAT REFUSE IT ARE FEW

YOU MAY GO ROUND THE BEND
D7 G
BUT YOU’LL COME BACK AGAIN FOR THE GOOD OLD MOUNTAIN DEW

G
WAY UP ON THE HILL THERE’S AN OLD WHISKEY STILL
C G
THAT IS RUN BY A HARD WORKING CREW

YOU CAN TELL IF YOU SNIFF AND YOU GET A GOOD WHIFF
D7 G
THAT THEY’RE MAKING THAT OLD MOUNTAIN DEW

– – CHORUS – –

G
THE PREACHER CAME BY WITH A TEAR IN HIS EYE
C G
HE SAID THAT HIS WIFE HAD THE FLU

WE TOLD HIM HE OUGHT TO GIVE HER A QUART
D7 G
OF THAT GOOD OLD MOUNTAIN DEW

– – CHORUS – –

G
MY BROTHER MORT IS SAWED OFF AND SHORT
C G
HE MEASURES JUST FOUR FOOT TWO

BUT HE THINKS HE’S A GIANT WHEN THEY GIVE HIM A PINT
D7 G
OF THAT GOOD OLD MOUNTAIN DEW

– – CHORUS – –

G
MY UNCLE BILL HAS A STILL ON THE HILL
C G
WHERE HE RUNS OFF A GALLON OR TWO

THE BIRDS IN THE SKY GET SO HIGH THEY CAN’T FLY
D7 G
ON THAT GOOD OLD MOUNTAIN DEW

– – CHORUS – –

G
MY AUNT JANE HAS A BRAND NEW PERFUME
C G
IT HAS SUCH A SWEET SMELLING P U

IMAGINE HER SURPRISE WHEN SHE HAD IT ANALYZED
D7 G
IT WAS GOOD OLD MOUNTAIN DEW

– – CHORUS – –

Shell be Coming Round the Mountain 


G
She’ll be coming ’round the mountain, When she comes, toot, toot
G D
She’ll be coming ’round the mountain, When she comes, toot toot
G
She’ll be coming ’round the mountain,
C
She’ll be coming ’round the mountain,
G D G
She’ll be coming ’round the mountain, When she comes, toot toot

G
She’ll be driving six white horses, When she comes, whoa back!
(Continue as in first stanza, ending with Whoa back! toot, toot.

G
Oh, we’ll all come out to meet her, When she comes, HI BABE!

Etc, Hi babe, Whoa Back, Toot toot.

G
Who we’ll kill the old red rooster, When she comes, Hack Hack!
Hack hack, Hi Babe, Whoa Back, toot toot

We’ll all have chicken n’ dumplin’s, When she comes, Yum Yum!
Yum Yum, hack hack, hi babe, whoa back, toot toot.

She’ll be wearing silk pajamas when she comes, (whistle)…
Whistle, Yum Yum, Hack hack, hi babe, Whoa back, Toot toot

Oh she’ll have to sleep with grandma when she comes, Oh NO!
Oh No, whistle, Yum yum, hack hack, hi babe, whoa back, toot toot

She’ll be singing “hallelujuah” when she comes, A-men!

Amen, Oh No, Whistle, Yum Yum, hack hack, hi babe, whoa back, toot toot!

Repeat first stanza

Stewball by Peter, Paul and Mary

[D] [G] [A] Old Stewball was a [D]racehorse,
And I wish he were [Em]mine.
He never drank [A]water,
He only drank [D]wine.[G] [A]

His bridle was [D]silver,
And his mane it was gold,
And the worth of his saddle
Has never been told.

Oh the fairgrounds were crowded,
And Stewball was there,
But the betting was heavy
On the bay and the mare.

As they were approaching,
About half way around,
The gray mare she stumbled
and fell to the ground.

And away out yonder,
Ahead of them all,
Came A-prancing and A-dancing,
My noble Stewball.

I bet on the gray mare
And I bet on the bay.
If I’d bet on old Stewball
I’d be a free man today.

Oh the hoot owl she hollers,
And the turtle dove moans.
I’m a poor boy in trouble.
I’m a long way from home.

Old Stewball was a racehorse,
And I wish he were mine.
He never drank water,
He only drank wine.

Take me home, Country Roads- John Denver
G Em D C G
verse 1: Almost Heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
G Em D C
Life is old here, older than the trees, younger than the mountains, blowin
G
like a breeze.
G D Em C
chorus: Country Roads, take me home, to a place, where I belong, West
G D C G
Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country roads.

G Em D C
verse 2: All my memories gather round her, miner’s lady, stranger to blue
G
water. Chorus
G Em D C
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my
G
eye. Chorus
G Em D
verse 3: I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me, the radio reminds
C G
me of my home far away.
G Em D
And driving down the road I get a feeling that I should have been home
C G
yesterday, yesterday.

Tennessee Stud by Johnny Cash

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}

This Land is Your Land- Woody Guthrie

C G
As I went walking, that ribbon of highway,
D G
I saw above me that endless skyway,
C G
I saw below me that golden valley.
D G
This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From California to the New York Island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

I’ve roamed and rambled, and I’ve followed my footsteps
To the sunny bright sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice came a-singing
Singing, “This land was made for you and me”

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From California to the New York Island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

It was early one morning, and I was a-strolling
With the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting, a voice comes chanting
. . .
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From California to the New York Island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking my freedom highway
Nobody living can make me turn back
This land was made for you and me

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From California to the New York Island,
From the redwood forest to the Gulf stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.

THOSE WERE THE DAYS by Gene Raskin

Am
Once upon a time there was a tavern,
Dm
where we used to raise a glass or two.
Am
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
H7 E
and dreamed of all the great things we would do.

REF:
Am
Those were the days, my friend,
Dm
we thought they’d never end,
G G7 C
we’d sing and dance for ever and a day;
Dm
We’d live the life we choose,
Am
we,d fight and never lose,
E Am
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days.

Then the busy years went rushing by us.
We lost our starry notions on the way.
If by chance I’d see you in the tavern,
we’d smiled at one another, and we’d say:

REF.

Just tonight I stood before the tavern.
Nothing seemed the way it used to be.
In the glass I saw a strange reflection,
was that lonely person really me?

REF.

Through the door there came familiar laughter.
I saw your face and heard you call my name.
Oh, my friend, we’re older, but no wiser.
For in our hearts the dream are still the same.

REF.

Whiskey in the Jar
Irish folk song played by The Dubliners

Capo 2nd fret

C a
As I was going over the Cork and Kerry Mountains,
F C a
I met with Captain Farrel, and his money he was countin’,
C a
I first produced my pistol, and I than produced my rapier,
F C a
Sayin’: “Stand and deliver for you are a bold deceiver”.

Chorus:
G
Musha ring dum a doo dum a da,
C
Whack for the daddy ol’,
F
Whack for the daddy ol’,
C G C
There’s whiskey in the jar.

I counted out his money and it made a pretty penny,
I put it in my pocket, and I took it home to Jenny,
She sighed, and she swore that she never would deceive me,
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy.

Chorus

I went into my chamber all for to take a slumber,
I dreamt of gold and jewels and for sure it was no wonder,
But Jenny drew my charges and she filled them out with water,
Then sent for Captain Farrel, to be ready for the slaughter.

Chorus

‘Twas early in the morning just before I rose to travel,
Up comes a band of footmen and likewise, Captain Farrel,
I first produced my pistol for she stole away my rapier,
But I couldn’t shoot the water, so a prisoner I was taken.

Chorus

Now there’s some take delight in the carriages a rolling
and others take delight in the hurling and the bowling
but I take delight in the juice of the barley
and courting pretty fair maids in the morning bright and early

Chorus

If anyone can aid me ’tis my brother in the army,
If I can find his station, in Cork or in Killarney,
And if he’ll go with me we’ll go roving in Kilkenny,
And I’m sure he’ll treat me better than my old a-sporting Jenny.

Chorus
We Love to Sing on the Salmon River. Here are a few of our favorite songs that we love to play guitar to around the campfire.

Please contact us if you have any songs you would like to add to our list.

You ain’t going nowhere
Bob Dylan

G Am
Clouds so swift, the rain won’t lift
C G
The gates won’t close, the railings froze
Am
Get your mind off wintertime
C G
You ain’t going nowhere

Ooo-wee, ride me high
Tomorrow’s the day my bride’s gonna come
Ooh, ooh, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair

I don’t care how many letters they sent
The morning came and the morning went
Pick up your money, pack up your tent,
You ain’t going nowhere

Ooo-wee…

Buy me a flute and a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself to the tree with roots
You ain’t going nowhere

Ooo-wee…

Gengis Khan he could not keep
All his kings supplied with sleep
We’ll climb that hill no matter how steep
When we get up to it

Ooo-wee…

OLD MAN- Neil Young

Old man look at my life, I’m a lot like you were x2

D F C G D F C F

DWB: (try a quick F-G at the end of the phrase on the way back to D)

D F
Old man look at my life

C G
Twenty four and there’s so much more

D F
Live alone in a paradise

C F
That makes me think of two

DWB: (try a quick F-G at the end of the verse on the way back to D)

D F
Love lost, such a cost,

C G
Give me things that don’t get lost.

D C
Like a coin that won’t get tossed

F G
Rollin’ home to you.

D Am7 Em7 G D/F#

DWB: (Between to D and Am7, try Dsus4->D->D9->D, pulling-off the high E from the
3rd fret to 2nd fret to open E, then a quick punch on the 2nd fret again)

D Am7 Em7 G
Old man take a look at my life I’m a lot like you

D Am7 Em7 G
I need someone to love me the whole day through

D Am7 Em7
Oh, one look in my eyes and you can tell that’s true.

D F C G D F C F

(DWB: play a quick F-G at the end of the phrase on the way back to D)

Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn’t mean that much to me
To mean that much to you
I’ve been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I’m all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.

Old man look at my life, I’m a lot like you were x2 (intro chords)

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