COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE (Tom Waits)
Strum: down-DOWN up (emphasis on 2nd DOWN), swung heavy, around 70 bpm
Intro (one measure each): C Am F C / C G C C
C Am F C
Well the moon is broken and the sky is cracked
C Am F
Come on up to the house
C Am F C
The only things that you can see is all that you lack
C G C
Come on up to the house
C Am F C
A-a-all your cryin don't do no good
C Am F
Come on up to the house
C Am F C
Come down off the cross, we can use the wood
C G C
You gotta come on up to the house
CHORUS
C
Come on up to the house
Am F
Come on up to the house
C Am F C
The world is not my home, I'm just a passin' thru
C G C
Come on up to the house
C Am F C
There's no light in the tunnel, no irons in the fire
C Am F
Come on up to the house
C Am F C
And you’re singin lead soprano in a junkman's choir
C G C
You gotta come on up to the house
C Am F C
Does life seem nasty, brutish and short
C Am F
Come on up to the house
C Am F C
The seas are stormy and you can't find no port
C G C
Got to come on up to the house
CHORUS
C
Come on up to the house
Am F
Come on up to the house
C Am F C
The world is not my home, I'm just a passin' thru
C G C
Come on up to the house
Harp solo: C Am F C / C C Am Am / C Am F C / C G C C
C Am F C
There's nothin in the world that you can do
C Am F
You gotta come on up to the house
C Am F C
And you been whipped by the forces inside you
C G C
Gotta come on up to the house
C Am F C
Well you're high on top of your mountain of woe
C Am F
Gotta come on up to the house
C Am F C
Well you know you should surrender but you can't let it go
C G C
You gotta come on up to the house
CHORUS (steadier, less heavy strum, sing louder with a gospel feel):
C
Come on up to the house
Am F
Come on up to the house
C Am F C
The world is not my home, I'm just a passin' thru
C G C
Come on up to the house
C G F C (slow single strum or flourish)
You gotta come on up to the hou-ou-ouse
The Second Wukulele Songbook
13/10/09 Worthing Ukulele Jam 3
Hit The Road JackBy Percy Mayfield, 1961
Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more. [G][F]What you [E7]say?Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more. [G] [F] [E7]
Oh [Am] woman, oh [G]woman, don't [F]treat me so [E7]mean,You're the [Am]meanest old [G]woman that I've [F]ever [E7]seen.I [Am]guess if [G]you say [F]say [E7]soI'll [Am]have to [G]pack my [F]things and [E7]go. (That's right)
Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more. [G] [F] [E7].
Now [Am]baby, listen [G]baby, don't-a [F]treat me this-a [E7]wayFor [Am]I'll be [G]back on my [F]feet some [E7]day.
Don't [Am]care if you [G]do 'cause it's [F]under[E7]stoodYou [Am]ain't got no [G]money you just [F]ain't no [E7]good.
I [Am]guess if [G]you [F]say [E7]soI'll [Am]have to [G]pack my [F]things and [E7]go. (That's right)
Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more. [G] [F] [E7]
Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more.
[F]Don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more.
Black = All singBlue = Men only
Red = Women only
Don’t Worry Be Happy Bobby McFerrin (1988)
[entire song has 3 part harmonies and mouth percussion, including kazoo part] INTRO: | D | | Em | | G | | D | | (x 2) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…
V1: D | |Em here's a little song I wrote, you might want to sing it | | G | | D | | note for note don't worry, be happy D | | Emin every life we have some trouble, when you worry | | G | | D | | you make it double don't worry, be happy
CHO: | D | | Em | | G | | D | | (x 2) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…
V2: D | | Em ain’t got no place to lay your head, somebody came and | | G | | D | | took your bed don't worry, be happy D | | Emthe landlord say your rent is late, he may have | | G | | D | | to litigate don't worry, be happy
CHO: | D | | Em | | G | | D | | (x 2) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…
V3: D | | Em ain’t got no cash, ain’t got no style, ain’t got no gal | | G | | D | | to make you smile don't worry, be happy D | | Em‘cuz when you worry, your face will frown, and that will bring | | G | | D | | everybody down don't worry, be happy
CHO: [kazoo] | D | | Em | | G | | D | | (x 2) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…
V4: D | |Em here's a little song I wrote, you can learn it | | G | | D | | note for note don't worry, be happy D | |Emin your life expect some trouble, but when you worry | | G | | D | | you make it double don't worry, be happy
CHO: | D | | Em | | G | | D | | (x 2) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…
* 3 part harmonies 1. boo-boo… 2. too-too 3. baa-baa
Ghost Riders In The Sky by Stan Jones (1948)
Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . An old cow-boy went riding out one dark and windy da--ay--------------------
|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . U-pon a ridge he rested as he went a-long his wa--ay--------------------
|Am . . . | . . . . | When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he sa--aw
F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . Plowing through the ragged skies---------------------- and up a cloudy dra--aw--------- . . |C . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Yipie i A---a---a--ay Yipie i O----o---o---oh--------------------
F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . Gho-ost he-rd i----i----in the sky--y--y--y--------------------
|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of stee-eel--------------------
|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could fee-eel-------------------
|Am . . . | . . . A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
. |F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . For he saw the riders coming hard -------------------- and he heard their mournful cry---y-----y---y . . |C . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Yipie i A---a---a---ay Yipie i O----o---o---oh-------------------
F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . Gho-ost ri--ders i----i---in the sky--y--y--y-----------------
|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with swe-eat--------------------
|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . He’s riding hard to catch that herd but he ain't caught 'em ye--et--------------------
. |Am . . . | . . . . Cause they've got to ride for-ever on that range up in the sky
|F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . On horses snorting fi--ire------------------- as they ride on hear their cry---y-----y----y . . |C . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Yipie i A---a---a---ay Yipie i O----o---o---oh-------------------
F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . Gho-ost ri--ders i----i---in the sky--y--y--y------------------
. |Am . . . |C . . . | . . . As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his na--ame----------------
. |Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . If you want to save your soul from hell a riding on our ra--ange------------------
|Am . . . | . . . . | Then cowboy change your ways to-day or with us you will ride---------
F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . Trying to catch the devil’s herd--------------------- a-cross these endless skies------------------- . . |C . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Yipie i A---a---a---ay Yipie i O----o---o---oh--------------------
F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Gho-ost ri--ders i----i---in the sky--y--y--y-------------------
F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Gho-ost ri--ders i----i---in the sky--y--y--y------------------- F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . Am\ Gho-ost ri--ders i-----i-----in the sky---y---y---y----y-----y
San Jose Ukulele Club
I’m an Old CowhandWords by Johnny Mercer, Music by Johnny Mercer & Harry Warren, 1936 For the Bing Crosby movie “Rhythm on the Range” (1936)
Intro: D A7 D (Last Line)
D Em7 - A7 D I’m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande Em7 - A7 D But my legs ain’t bowed and my cheeks ain’t tanned Bm F#m
I’m a cowboy who never saw a cow Bm F#m
Never roped a steer ‘cause I don’t know how Bm F#m
And I sure ain’t fixin’ to start in now A7 D A7 D Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay
D Em7 - A7 D I’m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande Em7 - A7 D And I learned to ride ‘fore I learned to stand Bm F#m
I’m a ridin’ fool who is up to date Bm F#m
I know every trail in the Lone Star state Bm F#m
‘Cause I ride the range in a Ford V8 A7 D A7 D Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay
D Em7 - A7 D I’m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande Em7 - A7 D And I came to town just to hear the band. Bm F#m
I know all the songs that the cowboys know Bm F#m
‘bout the big corral where the dogies go Bm F#m
‘cause I learned them all on the rad-ee-o A7 D A7 D Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay
D Em7 - A7 D I’m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande Em7 - A7 DWhere the west is wild round the borderland Bm F#m
Where the buffalo roam around the zoo Bm F#m
And the tourists can buy a rug or two Bm F#m
And the old Bar-X is the bar-B-Q A7 D A7 D Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay (Repeat 1 “Yippie” for tag & rit.)
Em7
Bm
F#m
Soprano
D
Baritone
Em7
Bm
F#m
D
A7 A7
Arranged for ukulele for the Seattle Ukulele Players Association, 2007 (www.seattleukulele.org)
Buffalo Gals[C] As I was walking down the street
[G7] down the street [C] down the street
[C] A pretty little girl I chanced to meet,
Oh [G7] she was fair to [C] see
CHORUS
[C] Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight,
[G7] Come out tonight, [C] come out tonight
[C] Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight
And [G7] dance by the light of the [C] moon
[C] Ain’t cha, ain’t cha, ain’t cha comin’ out tonight
[G7] Comin’ out tonight [C] comin’ out tonight [C]
Ain’t cha, ain’t cha, ain’t cha comin’ out tonight To
[G7] danced by the light of the [C]moon
CHORUS
[C] Danced with a dolly with a hole in her stocking
And her [G7] feet kept rockin’ and her [C] knees kept a-knockin’
Well I [C] danced with a dolly with a hole in her stocking
And we [G7] danced by the light of the [C] moon
CHORUS
[C] Had a little girl with freckles on her face
[G7] Freckles on her face, [C] freckles on her face
[C] I asked where she got them, said she got them every place
[G7] Ain’t cha, ain’t cha coming out [C] tonight
CHORUS X 2
Island Style http://www.kanikapila.us/lyrics.html
Intro: [C] [G] [C] Chorus:
On the [F]Island, we do it Island [C]Style From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side.[C7] On the [F]Island, we do it Island [C]Style From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side.
Mama's in the kitchen cooking [F]dinner real [C]nice Beef stew on the stove, lomi [G]salmon with the [C]ice. We eat and drink and we [F]sing all [C]day Kanikapila in the old [G]Hawaiian [C]way Chorus We go grandma's house on the [F]weekend clean [C]yard (cuz) If we no go, grandma [G]gotta work [C]hard You know my grandma, she like the [F]poi real [C]sour I love my grandma every [G]minute, every [C]hour Chorus BREAK (Verse & Chorus 1X) Mama's in the kitchen cooking [F]dinner real [C]nice Beef stew on the stove, lomi [G]salmon with the [C]ice. We eat and drink and we [F]sing all [C]day Kanikapila in the old [G]Hawaiian [C]way Chorus On the [F]Island, we do it Island [C]Style From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side. From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side. From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side.
12
Country Roads
[G] Almost heaven [Em] West Virginia
[D] Blue Ridge Mountains [C] Shenandoah [G] river
Life is old there [Em] older than the trees
[D] Younger than the mountains [C] blowin' like a [G] breeze
(Chorus)
Country [G] roads take me [D] home
To the [Em] place I [C] belong
West [G] Virginia mountain [D] momma
Take me [C] home country [G] roads
All my memories [Em] gather round her
[D] Miner's lady [C] stranger to blue [G] water
Dark and dusty [Em] painted on the sky
[D] Misty taste of moonshine [C] teardrop in my [G] eyes
[Em] I hear her [D] voice in the [G] morning how she calls me
The [C] radio [G] reminds me of my [D] home far away
And [Em] drivin' down the [F] road I get a [C] feelin' That I [G] should been home [D] yesterday [D7] yesterday
Country [G] roads take me [D] home To the [Em] place I [C] belong
West [G] Virginia mountain [D] momma
Take me [C] home country [G] roads
Take me [D] home country [G] roads
Take me [D] home country [C] roads [G]
Tulsa Time, By Don Willams
(C) I left Oklahoma driving in a PontiacJust about to lose my mind (G)I was goin’ to Arizona maybe on to CaliforniaWere the people all live so fine (C)
(C) My baby said I was crazyMy momma called me lazyI was gonna show 'em all this time (G)
Cause you know I ain't no foolingI don't need no more schoolin'I was born to just walk the line (C)
Chorus:(C) Livin on Tulsa time, livin’ on Tulsa time (G)Well you know I've been through itWhen I set my watch back to itLivin on Tulsa time (C)
(C) Where there I was in HollywoodWishing I was doing goodTalking on telephone line (G)
But they don't need me in the moviesAnd nobody sings my songsGuess I'm just wasting time (C)
(C) Well then I got to thinkingMan I'm really sinkingAnd I really had a flash this time (G)
I had no business leavingAnd nobody would be grievingIf I went on back to Tulsa time (C)
Repeat chorus:
Love Is A Rose - Neil Young http://www.kanikapila.us/lyrics.html
[C]Love is a rose but you [F]better not [C]pick it;
it only grows when it's [G]on the vine[C].
Handful of thorns and you'll [F]know you [C]missed it;
lose your love when you [G]say the word [C]"mine".
[F]I wanna see what's [C]never been seen,
[G]I wanna live that [C]age old dream.
[F]Come on, boy, we can [C]go together;
[G]let's take the best right [C]now,
(no chords)
take the best right now.
[C]Love is a rose but you [F]better not [C]pick it;
it only grows when it's [G]on the vine[C].
Handful of thorns and you'll [F]know you [C]missed it;
lose your love when you [G]say the word [C]"mine".
[F]I wanna go to an [C]old hoedown
[G]long ago in a [C]western town.
[F]Pick me up cause my [C]feet are draggin';
[G]give me a lift and I'll [C]hay your wagon.
[C]Love is a rose but you [F]better not [C]pick it;
it only grows when it's [G]on the vine[C].
Handful of thorns and you'll [F]know you [C]missed it;
lose your love when you [G]say the word [C]"mine".
(Repeat)
[C]Love is a rose[F][C], [C]love is a rose.[G][C]
[C]Love is a rose[F][C], [C]love is a rose.[G][C]