Mother Golladay’s

Little Book of

Essential Jam Songs

Page 2 Polly Wolly Doodle Page 14 You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere 2 Tom Dooley 15 Hand Me Down my Walking Cane 3 Jambalaya 16 The Sloop John B 3 Pay Me My Money Down 17 Wagon Wheel 4 Stars on the Water 18 One Meatball 5 Leaving on a Jet Plane 19 Hit the Road, Jack 6 You Can’t Always Get… 20 Corinna, Corinna 7 The Lion Sleeps Tonight 21 Diddy Wa Diddy 8 Midnight Special 22 A Few More 12-Bar Blues Songs 9 This Land is Your Land 23 Brown-Eyed Girl 10 You Are My Sunshine 24 The Weight 11 Goodnight, Irene 25 Me and Bobby McGee 12 El Condor Pasa 26 Margaritaville 13 Friend of the Devil 27 Birthday Songs 28 Ukulele Players on Harrison St.

For the Greater Benefit and Glory of the Free-Range Ukulele Society of Oak Park Arrangements by Lisa Golladay, Chris McIntosh and other Fine Contributors For educational use only and entirely without apology. First Edition, Summer 2016

Polly Wolly Doodle

F F Well I went down south for to see my gal Fare thee well, fare thee well, C C Polly wolly doodle all the day Fare thee well my fairy fay, She got curly eyes and laughing hair, sing For I’m gone to Lousiana F Polly wolly doodle all the day (chorus)

For to see my Susianna Grasshopper sitting on a railroad track F Polly wolly doodle all the day Sing polly wolly doodle all the day! Picking his teeth with a carpet tack Polly wolly doodle all the day (chorus)

Went to a river, couldn't get across Polly wolly doodle all the day F C Jumped on a 'gator, thought it was a horse Polly wolly doodle all the day (chorus)

Tom Dooley

C C I met her on the mountain, Hang down your head Tom Dooley, G7 G7 and there I took her life, Hang down your head and cry, Met her on the mountain, Hang down your head Tom Dooley, C C stabbed her with my knife. (chorus) Poor boy, you’re bound to die.

This time tomorrow, reckon' where I'll be, Hadn't been for Grayson, I'd been in Tennessee. (chorus) C G7 This time tomorrow, reckon' where I'll be, Down in some lonesome valley, hangin' from a white oak tree (chorus)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 2 Jambalaya – Hank Williams Pay Me My Money Down Start on A, end on A. Change chords G D7 on “money.” This is the Springsteen Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh. version because Bruuuuuuuuuce! G A E7 Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou. D7 My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh. G A Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. I thought I heard the captain say, E7 G D7 Pay me my money down! Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a fillet gumbo, G Tomorrow is my sailing day, chorus 'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher a-mio, A D7 Pay me my money down!

Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh, G A Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. Pay me, pay me, E7 Pay me my money down G D7 Thibodeaux, Fountaineaux, the place is buzzin' Pay me or go to jail, G A Kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Pay me my money down! D7 Dress in style, go hog wild, me oh my oh G Soon as that boat had cleared the bar, Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. Pay me my money down, He knocked me down w/ the end of a spar (chorus) Pay me my money down. (chorus)

G D7 Well if I'd been a rich man’s son, Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue, Pay me my money down. G I'd sit on the river and watch it run, And I’ll catch all the fish in the bayou. Pay me my money down. (chorus) D7 Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o, Well, wish I was Mr. Gates, G pay me my money down. Son of a gun, we’ll have big fun on the bayou. Haul my money in egg crates. Pay me my money down. (chorus) (chorus) Well, 40 days and nights at sea, pay me my money down. Cap’n worked every last $ out of me. Pay me my money down. (chorus) G “Hawaiian” D7 D7

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 3

Stars on the Water – Rodney Crowell

A/// F#m/// A//// //// A Down in Louisiana, bayous by and by, A F#m A pirogue pole or your natural soul, Keeps you tied to a tree high tide, F#m A Beer joint lights come on and then, the crowd starts rollin' in, (Pretty soon you got…)

Stars on the water, you got stars on the water, F#m A You got stars on the water, when it rains

Beaumont to Biloxi, sea breeze at your door, Gypsy rains, dang hurricanes, White silver sandy shores, F#m A Blue light lounge is shining, way out on the pier (makes it look just like…)

Stars on the water, like stars on the water, F#m A Just like stars on the water, when it rains

When it's midnight down in Mobile, shining moon beams on the bay, They come from miles around, to dance the jukebox down, To hear the good time sounds they play; F#m A And all across the harbor, night lights shinin' on (makes you feel just like…)

Stars on the water, like stars on the water F#m A 2X Just like stars on the water, when it rains

F#m A Stars on the water, when it rains F#m A Stars on the water, when it rains Underlined lyrics indicate the first beat in each 4/4 measure.

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 4 Leaving on a Jet Plane – John Denver This is a two-chord song with a special guest chord. G C All my bags are packed, I’m ready to go G C G C I’m standin’ here out-side your door G C D I hate to wake you up to say good-bye. D G C But the dawn is breakin’, it’s early morn, G C The taxi’s waitin’, he’s blowin’ his horn G C D Al-ready I’m so lonesome, I could die.

G C G C So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you’ll wait for me, G C D chorus Hold me like you’ll never let me go, G C G C I’m leavin’ on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again. G C D Oh babe, I hate to go.

G C G C There’s so many times I’ve let you down, so many times I’ve played around, G C D I tell you now, they don’t mean a thing. G C G C Every place I go, I think of you, every song I sing, I sing for you, G C D When I come back, I’ll wear your wedding ring. (chorus)

G C G C Now the time has come to leave you, one more time let me kiss you, G C D Then close your eyes, I’ll be on my way. G C G C Dream about the days to come, when I won’t have to leave alone, G C D A-bout the times I won’t have to say… (chorus X2)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 5 You Can’t Always Get What You Want (M. Jagger/K. Richards)

Another two-chord song with D as the special guest chord.

C F I saw her today at the reception C F A glass of wine in her hand I knew she was gonna meet her connection At her feet was a footloose man

You can't always get what you want You can't always get what you want F You can't always get what you want

But if you try sometimes, you might find D You get what you need

I went down to the demonstration C To get my fair share of abuse Singing, "We're gonna vent our frustration If we don't we're gonna blow a 50-amp fuse" (chorus)

I went down to the Chelsea drugstore To get your prescription filled I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy And man, did he look pretty ill We decided that we would have a soda My favorite flavor, cherry red I sang my song to Mr. Jimmy Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was "dead" I said to him … (chorus)

I saw her today at the reception In her glass was a bleeding man She was practiced at the art of deception Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands (chorus x2)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 6 Mbube… Wimoweh…The Lion Sleeps Tonight Solomon Linda 1939. English lyrics George David Weiss 1961. “Wimoweh” is Pete Seeger’s fault. “Uyimbube” = “You are a lion” in Zulu. If we are to believe Wikipedia.

G C G D

Intro: G //// C //// G //// D //// (2x)

G C G D Weeeeeee ooh wee ooh wee um um a weh (2X) G C G D A-wimoweh, a-wimoweh, a-wimoweh… (2X)

G C G D In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps to-night (2X)

Wimoweh… (2X)

G C G D Near the village, the peaceful village, the lion sleeps to-night (2X)

Wimoweh… (2X)

G / C / G / D / Hush my darling, don’t fear my darling, the lion sleeps to-night (2X)

Wimoweh… (as many X as we want)

(End on…) G

G C G D G C G D (and end on G)

Now you know the chords for Lean on Me, Show Me The Way to Go Home, Another Saturday Night, I Saw Her Standing There, Home on the Range, and almost “Hawaiian” D7 D7 all of Brown-Eyed Girl.

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 7 The Midnight Special – Traditional; Carl Sandberg published two versions in 1927. Alan Lomax recorded Huddie “Lead Belly” Ledbetter in 1934.

(G) C G Well, you wake up in the morning, hear the ding-dong ring; D7 G G7 You go a-marching to the table, you see the same dang thing. C C G Knife and fork are on the table; nothing in your pan. D7 G But if you say a word a-bout it, you’re in trouble with the man. C G G Let the Midnight Special shine a light on me. D7 G Let the Midnight Special shine its ever-lovin’ light on me.

C G D7 If you ever go to Houston, You better walk right; D7 G G7 You better not gamble and you better not fight. C G Or the sheriff will ar-rest you, he will take you down; G7 D7 G And when the jury finds you guilty, you’re penitentiary bound. (chorus)

C G Yonder comes Miss Rosie, “How in the world do you know?” C G D7 G (G7) D7 G G7 I can tell by her apron, and the dress she wore. The G7 is optional. C G Rule of thumb: when Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand; you’re in the key of G D7 G and moving from a G She come to tell the gov’nor turn loose of my man.” (chorus) chord to a C chord, you can throw in a G7 on the way. C G I don’t believe that Rosie loves me, “Well, tell me why.” This is true in many songs and any key: try D7 G G7 playing a I7 chord She ain’t been to see me since last July. between the I and IV. C G She brought me little coffee; she brought me little tea; D7 G Brought me darn near everything but the jailhouse key. (chorus)

Yonder comes doctor Adams, "How in the world do you know?" Well he gave me a tablet, just the day befo' There ain't no doctor, in all the land, can cure the fever of a convict man. (chorus)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 8 This Land is Your Land – (1940) Woody Guthrie got tired of hearing Irving Berlin’s “God Bless America” on the radio and wrote this in response.

C G D7 G (G7) (G) C G The G7 is still optional. This land is your land, this land is my land, D7 G G7 Did you notice these are the same From Cali-fornia to the New York island chords as Midnight Special? Now C G you also know Aloha Oe and On Top of Old Smokey. Plus the chorus of From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters Me and Bobby McGee. D7 G This land was made for you and me.

(G) C G As I was walking that ribbon of highway, D7 G G7 C I saw a-bove me that endless skyway C G I saw be-low me that golden valley. D7 G This land was made for you and me. (chorus) G C G I’ve roamed and rambled, and I followed my footsteps, D7 G G7 To the sparkling sands of, her diamond deserts C G D7 G D7 And all a-round me a voice was sounding, this land …. (chorus)

C G When the sun came shining as I was strolling D7 G G7 G7 The wheat fields waving, and the dust clouds rolling C G D7 G A voice came chanting as the fog was lifting, this land…. (chorus)

C G As I was walking, I saw a sign there, D7 G G7 And on that sign it said: “No Tress-passing” C G D7 G But on the other side, it didn’t say nothing. That side was made for you and me. (chorus)

C G In the squares of the city, in the shadow of the steeple, D7 G G7 Near the relief office, I seen my people. C G As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking, D7 G If this land’s still made for you and me. (chorus)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 9 You Are My Sunshine by Louisiana Gov. Jimmie Davis

G G7 You could think of this as a The other night dear as I lay sleeping, 2-chord song (G and C) with C G D7 as the special guest.

I dreamed I held you in my arms, The G7 is still optional. C G When I a-woke dear I was mis-taken D7 G And I hung my head and cried.

G G7 You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, C G You make me happy when skies are gray. C G G You’ll never know dear, how much I love you, D7 G Please don’t take my sunshine a-way.

G G7 G7 I’ll always love you and make you happy, C G If you will only say the same, C G C But if you leave me to love a-nother, D7 G You’ll regret it all some day. (chorus) D7 G G7 You told me once dear, you really loved me, C G and no one else could come be-tween, C G but now you’ve left me and love a-nother, D7 G you have shattered all my dreams. (chorus)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 10 Goodnight, Irene – first recorded in 1933 by Huddie “Lead Belly” Ledbetter Lead Belly said he learned this song from his uncles sometime before 1908. This version is based on Chris McIntosh’s version of The Weavers’ version (1950). Now you can make your own version.

C G7 C Irene good-night, Irene good-night C7 F G7 C Goodnight I-rene, good-night Irene, I’ll see you in my dreams.

C G7 Last Saturday night I got married; C Me and my wife settled down. F Now me and my wife are parted, G7 C G7 C Gonna take another stroll down-town. (chorus)

C G7 Sometimes I live in the country, C G7 Sometimes I live in town, F Sometimes I take a great notion G7 C G7 To jump in the river and drown. (chorus) F

C G7 I love Irene, God knows I do, C C7 Love her til the sea runs dry, F But if Irene turns her back on me, G7 C G7 I’m gonna take morphine and die. (chorus)

C G7 Stop your ramblin’, stop your gamblin’ C Stop staying out late at night. We’re in the key of C now, which means the C7 chord is F optional. Go home to your wife and family, You can throw in a C7 when G7 C G7 moving from a C to an F. Stay there by the fireside bright. (chorus)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 11 El Condor Pasa (If I Could) Two chords in the verse. Daniel Alomía Robles (1913) Two chords in the bridge. Life is good. English lyrics: Paul Simon (1970)

Instrumentals on 1970 recording: Jorge Milchberg

Intro: Em //// //// //// ////

G I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail Em Yes I would, if I could, I surely would, hmm-mmmm G I'd rather be a hammer than a nail Em Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would, hmm-mmmm

C Bridge: A-way, I'd rather sail away G Like a swan that's here and gone C A man gets tied up to the ground, G He gives the world its saddest sound Em Its saddest sound, hmm-mmmmm

G I'd rather be a forest than a street Em Yes I would, if I could, I surely would G I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet Em Yes I would, if I only could, I surely would

(Repeat BRIDGE)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 12 Friend of the Devil – Jerry Garcia/John Dawson/Robert Hunter (1970)

INTRO: G//// C//// G//// C//// G C G C I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds. G C Didn't get to sleep that night 'till the mornin' came a-round. D Am D Set out runnin' but I take my time, Am A friend of the devil is a friend of mine. chorus D If I get home before daylight, Am C D//// //// I just might get some sleep to-night.

G C Ran into the devil, babe; he loaned me twenty bills. G C I spent the night in Utah, in a cave up in the hills. (chorus)

G C I went down to the levee, but the devil caught me there. G C He took my twenty-dollar bill and vanished in the air. (chorus then bridge)

D Got two reasons why I cry a-way each lonely night. C The first one's named sweet Anne Marie & she’s my heart’s delight; bridge D Second one is prison, babe, and the sheriff's on my trail; C Am D//// //// And if he catches up with me I spend my life in jail.

G C Simplify: Got a wife in Chino, babe, and one in Chero-kee; 2 chords in the verse. 2 in the chorus. G C 2 in the bridge. First one says she's got my child, but it don't look like me. The C in the chorus is optional. So is Am in the (Chorus, bridge and last verse, then chorus one last time) bridge. Play them if you like. I think they complicate a perfectly good jam song and I say to heck with them.

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 13 You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere – Bob Dylan G Now and forever: G Am C G

G Am C G Clouds so swift, rain won’t lift; gate won’t close, railings froze. G Am C G Am Get your mind off wintertime; you ain’t goin’ no-where.

G Am C Whoo-ee! Ride me high C G To-morrow’s the day my bride’s gonna come. G Am C G Oh ho, are we gonna fly, down in the easy chair.

G Am C G I don’t care how many letters they sent; morning came and morning went G Am C G Pick up your money and pack up your tent; you ain’t goin’ no-where. (chorus)

G Am C G Buy me a flute, and a gun that shoots tailgates and substitutes. G Am C G Strap yourself to the tree with roots, ’cause you ain’t goin’ no-where. (chorus)

G Am C G Genghis Khan, he could not keep all his kings sup-plied with sleep. G Am C G We’ll climb that hill, no matter how steep, when we get up to it. (chorus)

There are no sheep in this song (unless you want there to be)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 14 Hand Me Down My Walking Cane – Attributed to James A. Bland in 1880, likely based on earlier folksongs. Bland was a composer and musician who toured with the Georgia Minstrels, a troupe of African-American performers who wore blackface because America is complicated.

A Oh hand me down (oh hand me down) my walking cane (my walking cane) E7 A A7 Oh hand me down (oh hand me down) my walking cane (my walking cane) D A Oh hand me down my walking cane, I’m leaving on the midnight train. E7 A My sins, they have overtaken me. A E7 A A7 Oh I got drunk, got thrown in jail, yes I got drunk, got thrown in jail D A Oh I got drunk, got thrown in jail, ain’t got no-body to go my bail. E7 A My sins, they have overtaken me. A E7 A A7 If I had listened to what mama said, if I had listened to what mama said, D A If I had listened to what mama said, I’d be sleeping on a feather bed. A E7 A My sins, they have overtaken me. A E7 A A7 Well, if I die in Tennessee, if I die in Tennes-see, D A E7 If I die in Tennessee, send me back by C.O.D. E7 A My sins, they have overtaken me. A E7 A A7 Oh hell is deep and hell is wide, hell is deep and hell is wide, A7 D A Oh hell is deep and hell is wide, ain’t got no bottom, ain’t got no side. E7 A My sins, they have overtaken me. D A E7 A A7 I got my uk-ulele here, I got my uk-ulele here, D A I got my ukulele here; what I need’s another beer E7 A Or use this D7 My sins, they have overtaken me.

One of these verses is not traditional but you may find it useful.

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 15 The Sloop John B – Nassau folksong Richard Le Gallienne’s transcribed lyrics appeared in Harper’s Monthly in 1916. Carl Sandberg included a version in “The American Songbag” in 1927. The song is often called “The Wreck of the John B.” Sandberg quoted his source: “the weathered ribs of the historic craft lie imbedded in the sand at Governor’s Harbor.” Which implies a bad outcome. This is of course the Beach Boys version (1966).

A Oh we come on the sloop John B, my grandfather and me E7 A-round Nassau town we did roam. A A7 D Drinking all night, got into a fight, A E7 A Well I feel so broke up, I want to go home.

A So hoist up the John B's sails, see how the mainsail sets E7 Call for the Captain ashore, let me go home. A A7 D Let me go home, I wanna go home (yeah yeah) A E7 A Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home. A A The first mate he got drunk, and broke in the Cap'n's trunk E7 The constable had to come and take him away A A7 D E7 Sheriff John Stone, why don't you leave me alone, A E7 A Well I feel so broke up, I wanna go home (chorus) A7

A The poor cook he caught the fits, and threw away all my grits, E7 And then he took and he ate up all of my corn. D A A7 D Let me go home, Why don't they let me go home? A E7 A This is the worst trip I've ever been on. (chorus X2)

Same chords as “Hand Me Down My Walking Cane” and “Happy Birthday to You.”

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 16 Wagon Wheel – Bob Dylan/Ketch Secor

Intro: G D Em C G D C (2x) G D Headed down south to the land of the pines, G D Em C And I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline, G D C Starin' up the road and pray to God I see headlights. G D Em C I made it down the coast in seventeen hours, Em C Pickin' me a bouquet of dogwood flowers. G D C And I'm hopin' for Raleigh, I can see my baby to-night. Em7

G D So rock me mama like a wagon wheel, Em C G D C Rock me mama any way you feel, He-ey, mama rock me. G D Rock me mama like the wind and the rain, Em C G D C Rock me mama like a south-bound train, He-ey, mama rock me.

G D Runnin' from the cold up in New England, Em C Darius Rucker won the I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string band, 2014 Grammy for Best G D C Country Solo Performance My baby plays the guitar, I pick a banjo now. with this song. Who says we never play songs from the G D 21st Century!? Oh, the North country winters keep a gettin' me down, Em C Lost my money playin' poker so I had to leave town. G D C But I ain't turnin' back to livin' that old life no more. (chorus)

G/ D/ Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke, Em/ C/ I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke. G/ D/ But he's headed west from the Cumberland Gap, C G D To Johnson City, Tennessee. Now I gotta get a move on before the sun, Em C I hear my baby callin' my name and I know that she's the only one G D C And if I die in Raleigh, at least I will die free. (chorus X2)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 17 One Meatball – From ’s recording (1944)

Repeat: Am G F E7 Underlined lyrics indicate where to change chords.

Am G F E7 A little man walked up and down, Am He found an eating place in town, He read the menu through and through, To see what fifteen cents could do.

Am G F E7 Am G F E7 G One meat-ball … one meat-ball… Am G F E7 Am G F E7 He could af-ford but one … meat-ball.

He told the waiter near at hand, The simple dinner he had planned. F The guests were startled, one and all, To hear that waiter loudly call, "WHAT?

"One meatball, one meatball? Hey, this here gent wants one … meatball!" E7

The little man felt ill at ease, Said, "Some bread, sir, if you please." The waiter hollered down the hall, "You gets no bread with one meatball!”

One meatball, one meatball, Well, you gets no bread with one … meatball!

The little man felt very bad, One meatball was all he had, And in his dreams he hears that call, "YOU GETS NO BREAD WITH ONE MEATBALL!” (last chorus X2)

Prof. George Martin Lane wrote “The Lone Fish-Ball” in 1855 and it became a popular student song at Harvard. Folklorist worked it up as a fake Italian Operetta “Il Pesceballo” performed in 1862 at a fundraiser for the Sanitary Commission (precursor to the American Red Cross). You can find the “Il Pesceballo” libretto on Google Books. Tin Pan Alley’s and Lou Singer updated the song as “One Meatball” in 1944. My hand to God, I am not making this up.

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 18 "Hit The Road Jack" – Percy Mayfield Am G F E7

Repeat: Am G F E7

Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more. What’d you say? Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more. Hit the road, Jack, and don't you come back no more.

Woah, woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean, You're the meanest old woman that I've ever seen. I guess if you said so, I'd have to pack my things and go.

That's right! (chorus)

Now baby, listen baby, don't ya treat me this-a way Cause I'll be back on my feet some day. Don't care if you do 'cause it's understood you ain't got no money you just ain't no good. Well, I guess if you say so, I'd have to pack my things and go. That's right! (chorus)

It stands to reason that once you’ve Don't you come back no more. played “One Meatball” you might as What you say? well launch into this. Don't you come back no more. Also “The Cat Came Back.” I didn't understand you Don't you come back no more. You can sing “The Piano Has Been Drinking” to these chords, especially if You can't mean that you have been drinking. Don't you come back no more. Oh, now baby, please “Casey at the Bat” might work. Try some Robert Frost or Emily Dickenson. Don't you come back no more. What you tryin' to do to me? Whose woods these are I think I know… Don't you come back no more. Oh, don't treat me like that Don't you come back no more.

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 19 Corrinna, Corrinna – Everybody 12-bar blues Chord progression G G7 in the key of G:

I left Co-rina way across the sea, G G7 C7 G C7 G Lord, I left Co-rina way across the sea D7 C7 G D7 D7 C7 G D7 She don’t write me no letter, she don’t care for me.

in the key of D:

G G7 D D7 Corrina, Corinna, where you been so long? G7 D Chorus C7 G A7 G7 D A7 (or not) Corrina, Corinna, where you been so long? D7 C7 G D7 Ain’t had no lovin’ since you been gone. in the key of A:

A A7 G G7 D7 A Oh Corinna, where’d you stay last night? E7 D7 A E7 C7 G Oh Corinna, where’d you stay last night? in the key of C: D7 C7 G D7 Come home this morning, the sun was shining bright. C C7 F7 C G7 F7 C G7 G G7 Got a bird that whistles, got a bird that sings. C7 G Got a bird that whistles, got a bird that sings. D7 C7 G D7 Without Corinna, it don’t mean a thing.

G G7 G G7 I love Corinna, tell the world I do, C7 G I love Corinna, tell the world I do. D7 C7 G D7 But what’s the use, babe, if you can’t be true? C7 D7

If you’ve learned one 12-bar blues, you’ve learned them all. There are variations on this basic chord progression and your pals might not play exactly the same chords, but usually it works out.

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 20 Diddie Wa Diddie – Blind Blake (1928)

A A7 AHKL 1 There's a great big mystery, and it sure is worrying me, D7 A It’s Diddie Wa Diddie (diddie wa diddie) I said Diddie Wa Diddie (diddie wa diddie) E7 D7 A E7 I wish somebody’ d tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means.

A A7 2 I went around and walked around, somebody said, "Hey, look who's in town" D7 A Its Diddie Wa Diddie (diddie wa diddie) Oh Diddie Wa (diddie wa diddie) E7 D7 A E7 I wish somebody’ d tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means.

A A7 3 Had a little girl about 4 feet 4, come on baby and give me some more D7 A of your Diddie Wa Diddie, yeah your Diddie Wa Diddie E7 D7 A E7 I wish somebody’ d tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means.

A A7 4 Went to church, put my hat on the seat, lady sat on it said "You sure is sweet" D7 A Oh Diddie Wa Diddie, yeah, Diddie Wa Diddie E7 D7 A E7 I wish somebody’ d tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means.

A A7 5 "C'mon lady, I got to go, gimme that thing that you sitting on!" D7 A My Diddie Wa Diddie, yeah, my Diddie Wa Diddie E7 D7 A E7 I wish somebody’ d tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means!

A A7 6 Then I got put out of church, 'cause I talk about Diddie Wa Diddie too much! D7 A Oh, Diddie Wa Diddie, yeah, Diddie Wa Diddie E7 D7 A E7 I wish somebody’ d tell me what Diddie Wa Diddie means! (X2)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 21 A Few More 12-Bar Blues In the Key of G: G G7 Hound Dog C7 G You ain’t nothin’ but a hound dog, cryin’ all the time (x2) D7 C7 G D7 You ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine.

They said you was high class, well that was just a lie (x2) In the Key of C: Well, you ain’t never caught a rabbit and you ain’t no friend of mine. C C7 F7 C Sweet Home, Chicago (Blues Brothers version) G7 F7 C G7 Come on, oh baby don’t you wanna go? (x2) Back to that same old place, sweet home Chicago.

[G] Well 1 and 1 is two, 6 and 2 is eight, come on baby don’t [G7] make me late…

6 + 3 is nine, 9 + 9 is 18, look here brother baby and see what I’ve seen… G

Now 6 + 2 is eight; 8 + 2 is ten; she trick you one time, she gonna do it again…

Blue Suede Shoes Well it's one for the money, 2 for the show, 3 to get ready, now go cat go, But don't you, step on my blue suede shoes. G7 You can do anything but lay off of my blue suede shoes.

[G] You can knock me down, step on my face, slander my name all over the place Do anything that you going to do, But uh, uh, honey lay [G7] off of my shoes… C7 You can burn my house, steal my car, drink my liquor from an old fruit jar Do anything that you wanna do, but uh uh honey lay off of my shoes

Well it's blue, blue, blue suede shoes, blue, blue, blue suede shoes…

Mustang Sally D7 Mustang Sally, guess you better slow your mustang down. (x2) You been running all over the town, oh, I guess I'll have to put your flat feet upon the ground.

All you want to do is ride around Sally, ride, Sally, ride. (x4) One of these early mornings, oh, you gonna be wiping your weeping eyes.

I bought you a brand new mustang 'bout nineteen sixty five Now you come around signifying woman, you don't wanna let me ride. Mustang Sally now baby, think you better slow that mustang down. You been running all over the town. Oh! I guess I'll have to put your flat feet on the ground.

Good Mornin’ Blues Good mornin' blues, blues how do ya do? (x2) Well I'm doin' alright this mornin', how are you?

I couldn’t sleep last night, I was turnin’ from side to side (x2), I wasn’t sad, I was just dissatisfied.

I couldn’t sleep last night, you know the blues walkin round my bed (x2), I went to eat my breakfast and the blues was in my bread.

Sent for you yesterday, here you come walkin' today (x2), Yeah, your mouth's wide open, but you don't know what to say.

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 22 Brown Eyed Girl – Van Morrison

INTRO: G//// C//// G//// D7//// (2X)

G C G D7 Hey, where did we go, days when the rains came? G G C G D7 Down in the hollow, playing a new game. G C G D7 Laughing and a-running, hey, hey, skipping and a-jumping. G C G D7 C In the misty morning fog with our, our hearts a-thumping., C D7 G//// Em C D7 G//// D7 And you, my brown-eyed girl, You, my-yy brown-eyed girl.

G C G D7 Whatever happened to Tuesday and so slow? D7 G C G D7 Going down to the old mine with a transistor radio. G C G D7 Standing in the sunlight laughing, hide behind a rainbow’s wall, G C G D7 Slipping and a-sliding all along the waterfall Em C D7 G//// Em C D7 G D7 With you, my brown-eyed girl, You, my-yy brown-eyed girl.

(D7) G CHORUS: Do you remember when we used to sing? Em7 C G D7 Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah (Just like that) G C G D7 G Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah, La dee dah.

G C G D7 So hard to find my way now that I'm all on my own. G C G D7 I saw you just the other day, my how you have grown! G C G D7 Cast my memory back there, lord, Sometimes I'm overcome thinking about G C G D7 Making love in the green grass behind the stadium C D7 G//// Em C D7 G D7 With you, my brown-eyed girl, You, my-yy brown-eyed girl. (CHORUS)

G C G D7 TAG: Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah G C G D7 G Sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah, La dee dah.

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INTRO: G Bm7 Em7 D C G Bm7 C G G Bm7 I pulled into Nazareth, I was feelin' about half past dead; G Bm7 C G I just need some place where I can lay my head. G Bm7 C G "Hey mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" G Bm7 C G He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said.

G D C G D C G D C Take a load off Fannie, take a load for free, take a load off Fannie, C// G Bm7 Em7 D C // And (and) (and) you put the load (put the load) right on me.

G Bm7 C G I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide; Em7 D G Bm7 C G When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side. G Bm7 C G I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown." G Bm7 C G She said, "I gotta go, but my friend can stick around." (chorus) C

G Bm7 C G Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say G Bm7 C G It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day. G Bm7 C G "Well, Luke, my friend, what a-bout young Anna Lee?" G Bm7 C G He said "do me a favor son, woncha stay an' keep AnnaLee company?" (chorus)

G Bm7 C G Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog. G Bm7 C G He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog." G Bm7 C G I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man." G Bm7 C G He said, "That's o-kay, boy, won't you feed him when you can." (chorus)

G Bm7 C G Catch a Cannonball, now, t'take me down the line G Bm7 C G My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time. G Bm7 C G To get back to Miss Fannie, you know she's the only one. G Bm7 C G Who sent me here with her re-gards for everyone. (chorus)

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 24 Me and Bobby McGee – Kris Kristofferson

G D Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waitin' for a train, and I was feelin' near as faded as my jeans G Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained; it rode us all the way to New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna G7 C G D I was playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, G Windshield wipers slappin' time, I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine D D7 We sang every song that driver knew. C G G7 C Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose D7 G Nothin', don't mean nothin' hon, if it ain't free, C G And feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues D You know, feelin' good was good enough for me; G Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee. G D From the Kentucky coal mine to the California sun, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul. G Through all kinds of weather, thru everything we done, Bobby baby kept me from the cold

One day up near Salinas, Lord, I let him slip away G7 C He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it G But I'd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday, D D7 To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine. “Hawaiian” D7 D7

C G Freedom's just another word for nothin left to lose, D7 G Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, C G But, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues D G Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, good enuf for me & my Bobby McGee

G D G La la… Bobby McGee, la la… Bobby McGee (x2) G D Well I called him my lover, called him my man, called him my lover just the best that I can & my Bobby, oh my Bobby McGee G Lo lo lo… hey, hey, hey, Bobby McGee

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KAZOO INTRO: D//// //// G//// D//// //// D 1. Nibblin' on sponge cake watchin' the sun bake A7 All of those tourists covered with oil.

Strummin' my six FOUR-string on my front porch swing; D Smell those shrimp, they're beginnin' to boil

G A7 D CHORUS: Wastin' a-way again in Marga-ritaville, G A7 D Searching for my lost shaker of salt; G A7 D A7 G Some people claim that there's a wo-man to blame… A7 D 1. But I know, it’s nobody’s fault. A7 D 2. Now I think, “Hell, it could be my fault!” A7 D 3. But I know, it’s my own damn fault. IT’S JIMMY BUFFETT’S FAULT!

D 2. I don't know the reason I stayed here all season A7 With nothin' to show but this brand new ta-ttoo;

But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, D And how it got here I haven't a clue. (CHORUS)

D 3. I blew out my flip-flop, stepped on a pop-top; A7 Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home.

But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render D That frozen concoction that helps me hang on. (CHORUS)

G A7 D G TAG: Yes, and some people claim that there's a wo-man to blame, A7 D//// But I know it's my own damn fault.

KAZOO OUTRO: D//// //// G//// D//// ////

For educational use only – that’s my story and I’m sticking to it Page 26 4/4 1824/2012 Ode to Joy Birthday Song Ludwig van Beethoven (1770-1827)and American Greetings

D A7 Let's all cheer; your birthday's here, D D A7 So raise the roof and have some fun.

D A7 Gifts and cake for you to take A7 D A7 D Un-til the cele-bration's done.

A7 D A7 D Candles glowing, so start blowing, E7 A7 D E7 A7

Can't you see the cake's on fire.

D A7 G Sure, you're old, but, truth be told, D A7 D

You're still someone we all ad-mire.

3/4 1893/1935 Happy Birthday to You Patty Hill/Mildred J. Hill, Preston Ware Orem/Mrs.R.R.Forman

D A7 Happy birthday to you. D Happy birthday to you. G Happy birthday dear [name]. D A7 D Happy birthday to you. D7 ~~~~~~~~ And many moooooore

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C7 G D7 G7

Intro: C7 //// G //// D7 //// G ////

G It's Thursday night, I can hardly wait For the weekly strum over at Eastgate

Chorus: C7 // Ukulele players (strum! strum!) G // Ukulele players (strum! strum!) D7 [stop] G Ukulele players --- on Harrison Street

G Ukuleles are such fun Everybody loves to strum

Chorus G We play oldies, standards, Beatles, too Three chord songs are easy to do

Chorus

[Harmonica solo – verse and chorus instrumental]

G So for friends and fun that can't be beat Join the ukulele players on Harrison Street

Chorus

G7 ~~~~ //// //// //// //// (etc.) G7/ Doo wah! [enthusiastic strumming & harmonica]

This is a 12-bar blues in G but Hank Williams countrified it by skipping several of the chords you might play in a classic blues progression:

G (no G7) C7 G D7 (no C7) G (no D7 )

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