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A Mighty Wind New Main St Singers, Folksmen, Mitch and Mickey

Hear this song at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mVh0Iq_85aw (play along in this key)

From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpexuke.com

As I [C] travel down the back roads

Of this [Am] home I [G] love so [F] much

Every [C] carpenter and [Am] cowboy

Every [Dm] lame man on a [G7] crutch

They're all [F] talking about a [Em] feelin'

'Bout a [F] taste that's in the [G7] air

They're all [F] talking about this [C] mighty [Am] wind

That's [F] blowin' [G7] every[C]where

Chorus: Oh a [Bb] mighty wind’s a [F] blowin' it's [Bb] kickin' up the [F] sand

It's [Am] blowin' out a message to every [D7] woman child and [Bb] man [G7]

Yes a [Bb] mighty wind’s a [F] blowin'

Cross the [C] land and [Em7] cross the [Am] sea [G]

It's [F] blowin' peace and [C] free[Am]dom it's [F] blowin' e[G7]quali[C]ty

From a [C] lighthouse in Barr Harbor

To a [Am] bridge called [G] Golden [F] Gate

From a [C] trawler down in [Am] Shreveport

To the [Dm] shore of one great [G7] lake

There's a [F] star on the hor[Em]izon and it's [F] burning like a [G7] flare

It's [F] lighting up this [C] mighty [Am] wind

That's [F] blowin' [G7] every[C]where

Repeat Chorus

When the [C] blind man sees the picture

When the [Am] deaf man [G] hears the [F] word

When the [C] fisherman stops [Am] fishing

When the [Dm] hunter spares the [G7] herd

We'll still [F] hear the wondrous [Em] story

Of a [F] world where people [G7] care

The [F] story of this [C] mighty [Am] wind that's [F] blowin' [G7] every[C]where

Repeat Chorus

It's [F] blowin' peace and [C] free[Am]dom

It's [F] blowin' [G7] you and [C] me [G] [C]

Back in the USA by Chuck Berry

G C7 G

Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,

C7 G

We touched ground on an international runway

D7 C7 G

Jet-propelled back home to the USA

New York, Los Angeles

Oh how I yearn for you

Detroit, Chicago, Chattanooga, Baton Rouge

God I long to be back home in old St Lou

Did I miss the skyscrapers

Did I miss the long freeway

From the coast of California

To the shores of the Delaware Bay

You can bet your life I did

Till I got back to the USA

Looking hard for a drive-in

Searching for a corner cafe

Where hamburgers sizzle on an open grill night and day

Yeah, and the jukebox jumping with records back in the USA

I'm so glad I'm living in the USA

Yes I'm so glad I'm living in the USA

Anything you want we got it right here in the USA

Ah we're so glad we're living in the USA

Yes we're so glad we're living in the USA

Anything you want we got it right here in the USA

Ah we're so glad

We're so glad

Ah we're so glad

We're so glad

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown Page 1 of 2

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown (Jim Croce)

G

Well the South side of Chicago

A7

Is the baddest part of town

B7 C

And if you go down there you better just beware

D7 G

Of a man named Leroy Brown

G

Now Leroy more than trouble

A7

You see he stand 'bout six foot four

B7 C

All the downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"

D7 G

All the men just call him "Sir"

Chorus:

G

And he's bad, bad Leroy Brown

A7

The baddest man in the whole damn town

B7 C

Badder than old King Kong

D7 G

And meaner than a junkyard dog

G

Now Leroy he a gambler

A7

And he like his fancy clothes

B7 C

And he like to wave his diamond rings

D7 G

In front of everybody’s nose

G

He got a custom Continental

A7

He got an Eldorado too

B7 C

He got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun

D7 G

He got a razor in his shoe

Chorus

Bad, Bad Leroy Brown Page 2 of 2

G

Well Friday ‘bout a week ago

A7

Leroy shootin' dice

B7 C

And at the edge of the bar sat a girl named Doris

D7 G

And ooh that girl looked nice

G

Well he cast his eyes upon her

A7

And the trouble soon began

B7 C

Leroy Brown learned a lesson 'bout messin'

D7 G

With the wife of a jealous man

Chorus

G

Well the two men took to fightin'

A7

And when they pulled them from the floor

B7 C

Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle

D7 G

With a couple of pieces gone

Chorus

G B7 C

Yes, you were badder than old King Kong

D7 G

And meaner than a junkyard dog

Jimmy Buffet Dmaj7: 2224

Gmaj7: 0222

Fmaj7: 2000

Come Monday

Verse 1:

C F G C

Headin' up to San Francisco for the Labor Day week-end show,

F G C Dm

I've got my hush-puppies on I guess I never was meant for glitter rock and roll.

F G G7

And, honey, I didn't know, that I'd be missin' you so.

Chorus:

F C F G

Come Monday it'll be all right, Come Monday I'll be holdin' you tight,

C Em F G F G C

I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze and I just want you back by my side.

Verse 2:

C F G C

Yes, it's been quite a summer, rent-a-cars and west-bound trains,

F G C Dm

And now you're off on vacation, something’ you tried to explain.

F G G7

And darlin', it's I love you so, that’s the reason I just let you go.

[Chorus]

Bridge:

Dmaj7 Gmaj7 Dmaj7 Gmaj7 Dmaj7

I can't help it honey, you're that much a part of me now.

Gmaj7 Fmaj7 G7

Remember that night in Montana when we said there'd be no room for doubt

Verse 3:

C F G C

I hope you're enjoyin' the scen'ry, I know that it's pretty up there.

F G C Dm

We can go hikin' on Tuesday, with you I'd walk anywhere.

F G G7

California has worn me quite thin, I just can't wait to see you again.

[Chorus]

Fine:

G C Em F G F G Bb/F/C

I spent four lonely days in a brown L. A. haze and I just want you back by my side...

BALLAD OF DAVY CROCKETT 4/4 1...2...1234

Intro: / / / /

Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild fron-tier!

Born on a mountain top in Tennes-see, greenest state in the land of the free

Raised in the woods so he knew every tree, kilt him a bar when he was only three

Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild fron-tier! (X2)

Off through the woods he's a-marchin' a-long, makin' up yarns an' singin' a song

Itchin' for a fightin', and a-rightin' a wrong, grizzly as a bear and twice as strong.

Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild fron-tier! (X2)

His land is biggest an' his land is best, from grassy plains to the mountain crest

He's a-head of us all, meetin' the test, followin' his legend into the West

Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild fron-tier!

Davy, Davy Crockett, king of the wild fron-tier!

Me & Bobby McGee

by Kris Kristofferson (1970)

*optional * * * *

1 2 3 4 1 2 3 & 4 & 1 2 3 4 1 2 3 & 4 & Intro: C . . . | . . . Csus4\\\ |C . . . | . . . Csus4\\\ |

C . . . | . . . Csus4\\\ |C . . . | . . . Csus4\\\ | Busted flat in Baton Rouge headin' for the trains-----

C . . . | . . . . |G7 . . . | . . . . | Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans-----

. . . . | . . . G7sus4\\\ |G7 . . . | . . . G7sus4\\\ | Bobby thumbed a diesel down Just be-fore it rained-----

G7 . . . | . . . . |C . . . | . . . Took us all the way to New Or--- leans-------

. |C . . . | . . . Csus4\\\ |C . . . | . . . Csus4\\\ | I took my harpoon out of my dirty red ban-danna and was

C . . . |C7 . . . |F . . . | . . . Blowin’ sad while Bobby sang the blues-------

. |F\c . . . | . . . . |C . . . | . . With those wind-shield wipers slappin' time and Bobby clappin' hands

. . |G7 . . . | . . . . |C . . . |C7 . . . | We final-ly sang near ever-y song that dri--- ver knew-------

F . . . | . . . . |C . . . | . . . . |

Chorus: Freedom's just a----- nother---- word for nothin' left to lose-----------

G7 . . . | . . . . |C . . Csus4\\ |C . . . | Nothin' ain't worth nothin' but it's free----------

F . . . | . . . . |C . . . | . . . . | Feelin’ good was easy---- Lord when Bobby sang the blues---------

G7 . . . | . . . . | . . . . | . . . . | Feelin’ good was good e---- nough for me------------------

. . . . |G . . . |C . . Csus4\\\ |C . . . |D . . Dsus4\\\ |D . . Good e-nough for me and Bobby Mc-Gee-------

. |D . . . | . . . Dsus4\\\ |D . . . | . . . Dsus4\\\ | From the coal mines of Ken--- tucky to the Cal-i--- forn-ia sun----

D . . . | . . . . |A7 . . . | . . . . | Bobby shared the se--- crets of my soul----------

. . . . | . . . Asus4\\\ |A7 . . . | . . . Asus4\\\ | Standin' right be--- side me Lord thu every-thing I've done----------

A7 . . . | . . . . |D . . . | . . . Every night she kept me------- from the cold--------- . |D . . . | . . . Dsus4\\\ |D . . . | . . . Dsus4\\\ | Then some-where near Sa---- linas Lord I let her--------- slip a-way---------

D . . . |D7 . . . |G . . . | . . . Lookin' for the home I hope she'll find---------

. | . . . . | . . . . |D . . . | . . . . | And I'd trade all of my to---- mor-rows------- for a single yes-ter---- day------------

A . . . | . . . . |D . . . |D7 . . . | holdin' Bob-by's body---------- next to mine---------

G . . . | . . . . |D . . . | . . . . Chorus: Freedom's just a----- nother---- word for nothin' left to lose-----------

|A . . . | . . . . |D . . Dsus4\\\ | . . . . | And nothing---------- is all--------- she left for me--------------

G . . . | . . . . D . . . | . . . . | Feelin’ good was easy---- Lord when Bobby sang the blues---------

A7 . . . | . . . . | . . . . | . . . . | Feelin’ good was good e---- nough for me------------------

. . . . |A . . . |D . . . | . . . Good e-- nough for me and Bobby Mc-Gee---------------- . |D . . . | . . . Dsus4\\\ |D . . . | . . . Dsus4\\\ | La-da Da---- Da da da-da-------- La-da-da Da----- da-Da da Da--------------

D . . . | . . . . |A7 . . . | . . . La-da Da da Da-da Bobby Mc-- Gee----------- . |A7 . . . | . . . Asus4\\\ |A7 . . . | . . . Asus4\\\ | La-da Da---- Da da da-da-------- La-da-da Da----- da-Da da Da--------------

A7 . . . | . . . . |D . . . |D7 . . . | La-da Da da Da-da Bobby Mc-- Gee-----------

G . . . | . . . . |D . . . | . . . .

Chorus: Freedom's just a----- nother---- word for nothin' left to lose-----------

|A . . . | . . . . |D . . Dsus4\\\ | . . . . | And nothing---------- is all--------- she left for me--------------

G . . . | . . . . D . . . | . . . . | Feelin’ good was easy---- Lord when Bobby sang the blues---------

A7 . . . | . . . . | . . . . | . . . . | Feelin’ good was good e---- nough for me------------------

. . . . |A . . . |D . . . | . A7\ D\ Good e-- nough for me and Bobby Mc-Gee------------------

San Jose Ukulele Club (v2 - 11/2/16)

Sloop John B - Richard Le Gallienne, (1917)

Original Key: Ab Tuning: GCEA 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 hoist up the John B) G . . Gsus4 |G . . . | See how the main sail sets. (See how the main sail see how the main sail)

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. . . . | . . . |D Call for the Cap-tain a-shore, Let me go home (Call for the Cap-tain a-shore, Let me go home) . . Dsus2 |D . . . |G . . . | . Let me go home, home (Let me go home, I wan-na go home Let me go home) . . . |C . . . |C . . . Why don’t you let me go home? Hoist up the john B hoist up the John B |G . . . |Am7 . . . |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 hoist up the John B) G . . Gsus4 |G . . . | See how the main sail sets. (See how the main sail see how the main sail) . . . . | . . . . |D . . Dsus2 |D Call for the Cap-tain a- shore Let me go home, Let me go home (Call for the Cap-tain a-shore, Let me go home) . . . |G . . . |G\ I wan-na go home. Let me go home

Wayne Flournoy V1 2017 0713, SJUC v3

Take Me Home, Country Roads (Key of G) by Bill Danoff, Taffy Nivert and John Denver (1971)

G . . . . . . . | Em . . . . . . . | | | Al-most hea - ven, West Vir-gi-nia, D . . . . . . . C . . . G . . . . . . . | | | | | Blue Ridge Moun-tains, Shen-an-do-ah Ri-- ver . . . . . . . . Em . . . . . . . | | | | Life is old there, old-er than the trees------ D . . . . . . . C . . . G . | | |Young-er than the moun-tains, grow-ing like a breeze . . G . . . . . . . D . . . | | | |Chorus: Coun-try Roads, take me home, . . . . Em . . . . . . . C . . . . . | | | | to the place, I be-long------------ . . G . . . . . . . D . . . . . | | | | West Vir- gin-ia, moun-tain mom-ma, . . C . . . . . . . G . . . . . . . | | | | | Take me home-------- coun-try roads. . . . . . . . . Em . . . . . . . | | | | All my mem’---ries, gath-er ‘round her. D . . . . . . . C . . . G . . . . . . . | | | | | Min-er’s la---dy, strang-er to blue wa---ter. . . . . . . . . Em . . . . . . . | | | | Dark and du----sty, paint-ed on the sky-------- D . . . . . . . C . . . G . | | |Mist-y taste of moon-- shine, tear-drop in my eye. . . G . . . . . . . D . . . | | | |Chorus: Coun-try Roads, take me home, . . . . Em . . . . . . . C . . . . . | | | | to the place, I be-long------------ . . G . . . . . . . D . . . . . | | | | West Vir- gin-ia, moun-tain mom-ma, . . C . . . . . . . G . . . . . . . | | | | | Take me home-------- coun-try roads.

Em . . . D . . . G . . . . . . . | | | |Bridge: I hear her voice in the morn-in’ hours she calls me C . . . G . . . D . . . . . . . | | | | Ra-di-o re- minds me of my home, far a- way. Em . . . F . . . C . . . | | | Driv-in’ down the road I get a feel-in’ that I G . . . D . . . . . . . D7 . . . D7\ | | | | Should have been home yes-ter-day yes-ter-day (tacet) G . . . . . . . D . . . | | | |Chorus: Coun-try Roads, take me home, . . . . Em . . . . . . . C . . . . . | | | | to the place, I be-long (I be- long) . . G . . . . . . . D . . . . . | | | | West Vir- gin-ia, moun-tain mom-ma, . . C . . . . . . . G . . . . . | | | | Take me home-------- coun-try roads. . . . . . . . . . . D . . . | | | | Coun-try Roads, take me home, . . . . Em . . . . . . . C . . . . . | | | | to the place, I be-long (I be- long) . . G . . . . . . . D . . . . . | | | | West Vir- gin-ia, moun-tain mom-ma, . . C . . . . . . . G . . . . . | | | | Take me home-------- coun-try roads. . . D . . . . . . . G . . . . . | | | | Take me home-------- down coun-try roads. . . D . . . . . . . G . . . G\C\G\ | | | | Take me home-------- down coun-try roads.

San Jose Ukulele Club (v2. 4/21/16)

TAKE ME OUT TO THE BALLGAME 3/4 123 123

Katie Casey was baseball mad, had the fever and had it bad. Katie Casey saw all the games, knew the players by their first names

Just to root for the home town crew, ev'ry cent, Katie spent Told the umpire he was wrong, all a-long, good and strong.

On a Saturday her young beau called to see if she'd like to go When the score was just two to two, Katie Casey knew what to do

To see a show but Miss Kate said, "No, I'll tell you what you can do....." CHORUS Just to cheer up the boys she knew, she made the gang sing this song..... CHORUS & CODA CHORUS:

Take me out to the ballgame, take me out with the crowd.

Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack, I don’t care if I never get back, and it’s

Root, root, root for the hometeam, if they don’t win it’s a shame.

For it’s one, two, three strikes you’re out at the old ball- game. CODA:

For it’s one, two, three strikes you’re out at the old ball- game.

The Times They Are A’Changin’

Come [G] gather 'round [Em] people wher‐[C]ever you [G] roam [G] And ad‐[G]mit that the [Am] waters a‐[C]round you have [D] grown And ac‐[G]cept it that [Em] soon you'll be [C] drenched to the [G] bone [G] If your [G] time to [Am] you is worth [D] savin' [D] Then you [D] better start [D7] swimmin' or you'll [Gmaj7] sink like a [D] stone, For the [G] times, [C] they are a‐[D]chang‐[G]in'[G] [G] [G]  Come [G] writers and [Em] critics who prophe‐[C]size with your [G] pen [G] And [G] keep your eyes [Am] wide the chance [C] won’t come a‐[D]gain And [G] don’t speak too [Em] soon for the [C] wheel’s still in [G] spin [G] And there’s [G] no tellin’ [Am] who that it’s [D] namin’ [D] For the [D] loser [D7] now will be [Gmaj7] later to [D] win For the [G] times, [C] they are a‐[D]chang‐[G]in'[G] [G] [G]  Come [G] senators, [Em] congressmen, [C] please heed the [G] call [G] Don’t [G] stand in the [Am] doorway, don’t [C] block up the [D] hall For [G] he that gets [Em] hurt will be [C] he who has [G] stalled [G] The [G] battle [Am] outside [D] ragin’ [D] Will [D] soon shake your [D7] windows and [Gmaj7] vibrate your [D] walls For the [G] times, [C] they are a‐[D]chang‐[G]in'[G] [G] [G]  Come [G] mothers and [Em] fathers [C] throughout the [G] land [G] And [G] don’t criti‐[Am]cize what you [C] can’t under‐[D]stand Your [G] sons and your [Em] daughters are be‐[C]yond your com‐[G]mand [G] Your [G] old road is [Am] rapidly [D] agin’ [D] Please [D] get out of the [D7] new one if you [Gmaj7] can’t lend your [D] hand For the [G] times, [C] they are a‐[D]chang‐[G]in'[G] [G] [G]  The [G] line it is [Em] drawn and the [C] curse it is [G] cast [G] The [G] slow one [Am] now will [C] later be [D] fast As the [G] present [Em] now will [C] later be [G] past [G] The [G] order is [Am] rapidly [D] fadin’ [D] And the [D] first one [D7] now will [Gmaj7] later be [D] last For the [G] times, [C] they are a‐[D]chang‐[G]in'[G]  �

YOU’RE A GRAND OLD FLAG w. m. George M. Cohan 4/4 1234 12

HIT

You’re a grand old flag, you’re a high flying flag

And forever in peace may you wave

You’re the em - blem of the land I love, the home of the free and the brave

Every heart beats true for the red, white, and blue

Where there’s never a boast or brag

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, keep your eye on the grand old flag

Keep your eye on the grand old flag

!ROCKY!MOUNTAIN!HIGH!!!(John&Denver&1972&–&W/M&John&Denver&&&Mike&Taylor)!&(Intro)!!!!!D&&G&&A&&&(ad&lib)&&?&&A7&(Verse+1)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&&A&He!was!born!in!the!summer!of!his!twenty>seventh!year,!

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&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&A&When!he!first!came!to!the!mountains!his!life!was!far!away,!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&A&on!the!road!and!hanging!by!a!song.!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&A&But!the!strings!already!broken!and!he!doesn’t!really!care,!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&A&it!keeps!changing!fast!and!it!don’t!last!for!long.!

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(Chorus+1)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&But!the!Colorado!Rocky!Mountain!high,!

&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&I’ve!seen!it!raining!fire!in!the!sky.!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&G&&The!shadow!from!the!starlight!is!softer!than!a!lullaby.!

&&(n/c)&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&G&&&&A&Rocky!Mountain!high.!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&G&&&&A7&Rocky!Mountain!high.!

&(Verse+2)+&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&A&He!climbed!cathedral!mountains,!he!saw!silver!clouds!below,!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&A&he!saw!everything!as!far!as!you!can!see.!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&And!they!say!that!he!got!crazy!once!and!he!tried!to!touch!the!sun,!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&A&and!he!lost!a!friend!but!kept!his!memory.!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&Now!he!walks!in!quiet!solitude,!the!forests!and!the!streams!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&A&&&seeking!grace!in!every!step!he!takes.!

&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&A&His!sight!has!turned!inside!himself!to!try!and!understand!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&A&the!serenity!of!a!clear!blue!mountain!lake.!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!ROCKY!MOUNTAIN!HIGH!(Continued)!

!

!

(Chorus+2)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&And!the!Colorado!Rocky!Mountain!high,!

&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&I’ve!seen!it!raining!fire!in!the!sky.!

&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&A&&&&&G&Talk!to!God!and!listen!to!the!casual!reply.!

&&&(n/c)&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&G&&&&A&Rocky!Mountain!high.!!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&G&&&&A7&Rocky!Mountain!high.!

&(Verse+3)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&Now!his!life!is!full!of!wonder,!but!his!heart!still!knows!some!fear!

&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&of!a!simple!thing!he!cannot!comprehend.!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Em&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&C&&&&&&&&&&A&Why,!they!try!to!tear!the!mountains!down!to!bring!in!a!couple!more,!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&A&more!people,!more!scars!upon!the!land.!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&And!the!Colorado!Rocky!Mountain!high,!

&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&I’ve!seen!it!raining!fire!in!the!sky.!

&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&G&I!know!he’d!be!a!poor!man!if!he!never!saw!an!eagle!fly.!

&&&&(n/c)&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&Rocky!Mountain!high,!………..!in!COLORADO!………..!

!

(Outro)+&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&It’s!a!Colorado!Rocky!Mountain!high,!

&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&I’ve!seen!it!raining!fire!in!the!sky.!

&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&Friends!around!the!campfire!and!everybody’s!high.!

&&&&&&&(n/c)&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Rocky!Mountain!high,!…..!High!in!COLORADO.!

&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&D&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&G&&&&&&&&&&&&&A&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&Rocky!Mountain!high,!…..!High!in!COLORADO.!

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OH, SUSANNA 4/4 1…2…1234

I COME FROM ALABAMA WITH A BANJO ON MY KNEE

I'M GOING TO LOUSIANA, MY TRUE LOVE FOR TO SEE.

IT RAINED ALL NIGHT THE DAY I LEFT, THE WEATHER IT WAS DRY

THE SUN SO HOT I FROZE TO DEATH, SUSANNA, DON'T YOU CRY.

(CHORUS):

OH, SUSANNA, O DON'T YOU CRY FOR ME

'CAUSE I COME FROM ALABAMA WITH AN UKULELE ON MY KNEE

I HAD A DREAM THE OTHER NIGHT WHEN EVERYTHING WAS STILL

I THOUGHT I SAW SUSANNA DEAR, A-COMIN' DOWN THE HILL.

A BUCKWHEAT CAKE WAS IN HER MOUTH, A TEAR WAS IN HER EYE,

SAYS I, "I'M COMING FROM THE SOUTH, SUSANNA, DON'T YOU CRY."

(CHORUS)

ON THE ROAD AGAIN 4/4 1234 12

On the road again, just can’t wait to get on the road again

The life I love is makin’ music with my friends, and I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain.

On the road again, goin’ places that I’ve never been

Seein’ things that I may never see again, and I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain.

On the road again, like a band of gypsies we go down the highway

We’re the best of friends, insisting that the world be turnin’ our way….and our way

Is on the road again, just can’t wait to get on the road again

The life I love is makin’ music with my friends, and I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain

And I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain. And I can’t wait to get on the road a-gain.