Sing Along Banjo Volume One:
Outlaws & Scalawags
Over thirty songs about villains, assassins, hoboes, bad boys, badder girls and other
folks you wouldn't want to bring home to meet mom arranged for /railing banjo.
Pik-Ware Publishing
PO BOX no Crisfield, MD 21817
http://www.pik-ware.com
©2003 Joseph P Costello III
Introduction 3
Basic Skills 4
Using This Book 11
Banks Of The Ohio 12
Captain Kidd 15
Texas Rangers 17
Gypsy Girl 19
Worried Man Blues 21
Whiskey In The Jar 23
The White House Blues 25
Riley The Furniture Man 27
Eggs And Marrowbone 29
Omie Wise 30
John Hardy 31
Little Maggie 33
Sugar Hill 34
The Black Velvet Band 35
Pretty Polly 37
Contents
The Streets Of Laredo 38
Stagolee 39
Frankie & Johnny 41
Railroad Bill 43
The Wild Rover 45
Hallelujah! I'm A Bum 48
The Rangers Command 50
Way Down The Old Plank Road 52
Down In The Willowy Garden 55
What Will We Do
With A Drunken Sailor? 56
Roving Gambler 57
Jessie James 58
Nancy Whiskey 61
Danville Girl 63
An Irish Soldier Laddie 64
Abdul, The Bubul Amir 67
Introduction
When I was a kid my father used to hang around with an old banjo-playing beatnik who
had left the Washington Square scene to make his home in suburban Philadelphia.
Dear old dad was just starting on the banjo back then and his buddy would occasionally
help him tab out a song or two in this funky little notebook that dad kept in his banjo
case. By the time I decided to take a shot at playing the banjo that notebook had a
handful of songs in it and I wound up swiping it from time to time because it was the
only 'frailing tab' I could find.
As my first book, "The How and the Tao of Old Time Banjo," began to circulate I
started getting notes from people asking for more songs. I figured the best way to
answer that request would be to put something together along the lines of that old
notebook, which is still here in our studio after all these years. I didn't want to just copy
the old notebook because there really weren't that many songs and we've learned a lot
more in the past twenty-five years. In the end I decided to group songs under general
headings like Gospel, Train songs and, in this first volume, Outlaws & Scalawags.
In the next few pages you will find some advice on how to use this book along with a
chord chart and some licks to experiment with. After that the book dives right into the
songs. Where applicable I've included a back-up version and a melody line version.
For songs that are fairly simple there is just one version.
You don't need to know a whole heck of a lot to start having fun with the songs in this
book. If you know some chords and can play the basic frailing strum you have enough
to get started. I would recommend that you take it slow and don't rush into the melody
arrangements right off the bat. The melody line is neat but the rhythm of the tune is the
part you have to get right in order to play with other people.
Keep in mind that the idea here isn't to play the songs exactly as written. The melody
lines tabbed out in this book are just suggestions. Change things. Add or remove some
hammer-on's and pull off s. Change the key. Change the tempo. Shoot, you can even
change the lyrics if you want to. That's what makes these old songs so enjoyable.
Everybody adds his or her own ideas into the mix.
Have fun with the songs, get out there and pick, don't forget to sing and never step in
anything soft!
Patrick Costello
August 23, 2003
Basic Skills
Frailing Banjo
The songs in this book are arranged for frailing banjo, "frailing" is a banjo style that is
also referred to as clawhammer, old time, drop thumb and a few other names. The
basic concept of the style is that you are picking down (towards the floor) with your
fingernail across the strings to create a rhythmic pattern.
I don't have the space available for a complete frailing banjo lesson here (this is a
songbook after all) but I can give you enough information to get started. For a complete
overview of the style I would suggest ordering a copy of "The How and the Tao of
Old Time Banjo" from http://www.pik-ware.com or "Old Time Banjo," a CD ROM
video workshop available from http://www.funkyseagull.com
The first step is getting in tune. With few exceptions the songs in this book are played
out of open G tuning.
When you are tuning your banjo you should know how the strings are numbered. The
short string is the fifth string. When you are holding your banjo the fifth string will be
on top and the first sting will be closest to the floor.
Your banjo is tuned to an open G chord.
The fifth string is tuned to G.
The fourth string is tuned to D.
The third string is tuned to G.
The second string is tuned to B.
The first string is tuned to D.
Be sure to have the string ringing when you crank on your tuning pegs. This helps you
avoid tightening the string past its' breaking point.
To tune your banjo without a tuner just follow these steps:
• Assume that your first string is at least close to being in tune.
• Play your second string at the third fret.
Tune it up or down so that it matches the sound of the first string played open.
• Play your third string at the fourth fret.
Tune it up or down so that it matches the sound of the second string played open.
• Play your fourth string at the fifth fret.
Tune it up or down so that it matches the sound of the third string played open.
• The fifth string played open should sound the same as the first string played at the fifth fret.
Once you are in tune hold your banjo in your lap with the pot (or resonator) flat against
your belly. Not off to the side, not on your knee. I'd also suggest using a strap while you
do this so your hands are not holding up the banjo. Bring your banjo neck up so that
the fifth peg is up by your ear. If you were facing a clock you'd want the neck at 10 or 11.
For right now your left hand isn't going to have too much to do. Chords come later and
then your left hand will be quite busy. For right now just let you left hand gently grasp
the banjo neck and focus on your right hand technique.
Hold your right arm out and make a fist. Now stick out your index finger and thumb
just like when you were a kid playing cops and robbers. You want that sort of 'gun'
shape. Don't clench your remaining three fingers to your palm but rather try to relax
and keep everything kind of loose. Tension just slows things down.
The middle finger should be a hair extended.
Look at your hand. You've got your thumb up, your index finger straight out, your
middle finger loosely curled and the last two fingers lightly touching your palm.
Now that you've got your hand into a rough frailing shape you can lay that that whole
arrangement of fingers onto your banjo head.
Put the pad of your thumb on the fifth string so that it is an inch or two from the rim
and rest your middle fingernail on the first string.
Now take a look at your hand. You should see that you can just raise it up a hair and
drop that middle fingernail down to strike the first string. Do that a few times.
Don't flail around or open and close your hand or flick your fingers. Just use your
thumb as a sort of pivot point to rear back (you won't have to go very far) and swing on
down to strike the string with your nail. Let the string sort of snap off the fingernail.
Once you get comfortable with the idea of dropping your hand down to strike the first
string try the same thing on your second, third and fourth strings. To hit those inside
strings - well, look at your hand again. Your thumb is lying on the fifth string. If you
close that webbing between your index finger and thumb you should see that you can
swing you hand so that it's over the string you want to hit.
We're not talking big motion here. It's just a hair this way and a hair that way. Do this
for a while and get used to the motion.
After the strike the next step is the strum.
Hit a string. Any string. Then close the webbing between your thumb and index finger
so that your hand comes back over the strings and your middle fingernail is over the
third or fourth string. While all of this is happening keep your thumb in place.
Once you've reared back enough (three strings is a safe bet) strum down across the
strings with your middle fingernail. So it's pick, rear back, strum.
Do that a few times. Get used to it. Keep the thumb in place on the fifth string.
As you pick and as you strum it's a good idea to keep a sort of straight wrist. Your
forearm is doing all of the work here using your thumb as a pivot point.
As you complete the strum you'll see that your thumb is putting pressure on the fifth
string. Snap your thumb off the fifth string with a rolling motion and drop it back.
Once your thumb drops back the pick and strum combination repeats. Remember to
maintain hand position and to drive your hand across the strings with your forearm.
Do not flick your fingers. Play steady and slow.
Dick
strum
thumb
Let's give each major part of the frailing strum a label of some sort. We'll call the pick
"bump," the strum "dit" and the thumb rolling off the fifth string "ty." When you
practice the basic strum it will help you get into the rhythm if you call out the name for
each part of the strum.
On the strike say "bump."
Rear back for the strum, strum down and say "dit."
As you are saying "dit" start rolling your thumb off of
the fifth string and as the fifth string sounds say "ty."
The basic strum is broken into a quarter note and two eighth notes. I don't want to get
into note values here (it's covered extensively in "The how and the Tao of Old Time
Banjo) but you can get an idea of the rhythm if you tap your foot while you practice the
basic strum:
• On the bump tap your foot. Bring your foot back up. J (quarter note)
• As you tap your foot again do your strum. * (eighth note)
• As your foot is coming back up thumb the fifth string for the ty. * (eighth note)
Once you can play that picking pattern fairly well the next thing to work on is changing chords.
Chords
Over the tab you will find chord diagrams. The box shows the first four strings of your
banjo neck and the first four frets. The strings are numbered 4-3-2-1 (left to right) with
1 being your first string. The dark line on top represents the nut on your banjo neck.
The "o" symbols on top of the diagram tell you to play that string open. The black dots
tell you where your fingers go.
G
D7
4
Em
Am
It-
The six chord diagrams shown here are used throughout the book. Give yourself some
time to get used to playing the frailing strum while changing through these chords. As
you get more comfortable you can explore the chord chart featured later on in this
introduction.
Reading Tab
The songs in this book are written out in tablature.
Tablature, or 'tab' for short, is just a way of writing a song down.
You have five lines. Each line represents a string on your banjo. The fifth string is at
the bottom and the first string is on top.
When any string has a zero you play that string open. The
numbers on a string tell you what fret to play. So in this
example you would play your fifth string at the fifth fret,
your fourth string at the fourth fret, your third string at the
third fret and so on. A series of numbers running one on
top of the other tells you to strum a chord (dit.)
-D-
-B-
-G-
-D-
-G-
-1-1
In order to make things easier I will add a rhythm line over
some of the tab files. A measure of bump dit-ty's in open G
looks like this.
And this shows the same measure in C.
Note: The strum (dit) portion of the frailing stroke will
usually be made out of a chord form.
J J>J>J J>J>
-0—0-
-n-
-0 '
J J>J>J J>J>
- 2—2 2—2
-B 1 1
-G
-0
-G n n-
Tab Symbols
J^^^^
-D-
-B-
-6-
-D-
-6-
-2 — 2-
^ 0-
-2 — 2-
^ 0-
A hammer-on is when you, well, hammer your finger
down on a string. In tab it's marked out with an H.
Most of the time you will strike a string and play a
hammer-on while the string is still ringing.
Once in a while you will run across a group of notes where you
are striking one string and hammering on a different string. I
usually refer to this kind of hammer-on as a "phantom
hammer-on."
H
0-
o
"• — ■*
-0 — 0-
-n-
-n—
n nn n
p
-2—0 — 0-
-^ 0-
P
-2 — — 0-
-W o_
A pull-off is when you quickly pull-off your finger after
playing a fretted note. It is marked out with a P.
A slide is when you play a fretted note and then
slide your finger down the fretboard as the note is
still ringing. It is marked out with a si.
For more information on these techniques pick up a copy of "The How and the Tao
of Old Time Banjo" from http://www.pik-ware.com or "Old Time Banjo," a CD
ROM video workshop available from http://www.funkvseagull.com
Chord Charts
G Position Chords
ab
huh
FRET:
c
HHh
FRET: i
E
HHh
ft
HH h
HH
1
JL!>5
HH
F
._ 7
HHh
HH h
H h
2
y
H h
6
hi
Bb B
HH h
D
HH h
Gb
HH h
HHh |j
H HHH
3 4
Eb
._ 5
HHh
H HHH
7 8
G
._ a
HHh
H HHH
FRET: 9
10
11 12
The C Position
it,
Hh
Db D Eb
FRET: 2
E
4
Gb
.__ a jl_ a a jl_ 7
Hh Hh_ Jh Hh_
!jl h lZj h Zjl h lZZ h>
- — — — — — — — — = = _
FRET: 6 7 8 9
ab a Bb b
.__ ? jl_ a a jl.
Hh Hh_ JLJ it
!jl h lZj h Zjl h lZ!
FRET: 10 11 12 13
You can turn any of these chords into a seventh by
changing one note:
FRET: 3
This works anywhere on the fretboard.
Minor chords
Am Em Dm
JUL
FRET: 2 2 3
Just like the major chords each of these position are moveable.
Bm Gm Em
2
T__ JUL — T— .
! jl ZZZ jl!
FRET: 4
The F position
&b
g nb a
4
FRET: 4
Bb
Db
1
1
5
h
5
H
h
a
4
1
H
h
H
h
1
h
h
H
H
h
h
H
1
h
h
1
h
H
FRET: S 9 10 11
D Eb E F
t
h
10
10
H
H
h
h
H
4
h
i
h
H
h
H
h
!■
H
H
h
h
i
H
h
i
H
h
H
IE
FRET: 12
13 14 15
Once again, any of these chords can be made into a
seventh by changing one note:
FT
FRET: 3
Using This Book
Playing The Tab
With a few exceptions each of the songs presented here are laid out in two versions.
The back up version is a bare-bones arrangement with a simple bump dit-ty
accompaniment. In a lot of situations this is really all you need to play and sing the
song.
The melody version is offered with the melody line incorporated into the bump dit-
ty strum. One thing to keep in mind with the melody version is that you don't have to
play the song as written. In fact, a big part of playing the banjo is getting used to the
idea that there are countless ways to play a song. The only "right" way depends on how
you feel at the moment. You can add or take away hammer-on's, slides or pull-ofPs
to suit your taste.
Also keep in mind that the key signature of a song isn't a big deal. If you can't sing in
the key shown get out a capo or transpose the song into a more suitable key signature.
For information on transposing, once again, I would suggest ordering a copy of
"The How and the Tao of Old Time Banjo" from http://www.pik-ware.com
"What if I don't know the song?"
In a lot of cases you can get a feel for how a song sounds by looking at the rhythm of the
lyrics and the chord progression. That's how I learned a lot of songs when I was starting
out and it still tickles me that most of the time I was pretty close to hitting the mark.
If you really have trouble figuring out a melody line I have uploaded a MIDI file of the
melody line for each of the songs in this book at http://www.pik-ware.com .
Now let's get picking!
Banks Of The Ohio
Banks Of The Ohio- back up
4/4 Time, Key of G
Moderate tempo, with feeling
G
000
D7
M
— 0-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— — — 0-
— 0-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— — — 0-
— 0-
— 1-
-2 — 2-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
— 1-
-2 — 2-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
Darling say
D7
M
you'll be mine
G
0000
in our
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
-0—0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
home
we'll happy be
down be-
000
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
side
DODO
where the waters flow
D7
M
G
0000
down on the
-0 — 0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
-0—0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
-0 — 0-
0-
0—0
-0 0-
banks
ofthe Ohi-
Banks Of The Ohio- melody
4/4 Time, Key of G
D7
T
1 1
1
1
,
1
1 °
1
^
»
n n
t-l
T. T.
1
O T.
o
J 0-
1 0-
1 0-
— '
1 '
Darling
D7
say
you'll be mine
G
in our
1
1 1
1
■1
1
■1
-u-
1
1
1
1 °
-0—2 1
1
O T.
1
n n
1 0-
— !
1 !
1 0-
— '
1 '
home
G
we'll happy be
C
down be-
side
G
1 —
1
1
1 2
1 1
2 1
■1
1 2
■1
-u-
■1
1
1 0-
— '
1 '
1 0-
— '
1 '
where the waters flow
D7 G
down on the
1
1
1
■1
1
1
1 r
n n
T. T.
T
t-l
n t.
1 0-
— !
1 !
1 0-
— 1
1 L
banks
of the Ohi-
Chorus:
Darling say that you'll me mine,
In our home we'll happy be.
Down beside where the waters flow,
Down on the banks of the Ohio.
I asked my love to take a walk,
Just to walk a little way,
And as we walk, oh may we talk
About our golden wedding day.
I asked your mother for you, dear,
She said you were too young to wed.
Only say that you'll be mine.
Happiness in my home you'll find.
I took her by her lily-white hand,
Led her down where the waters stand.
I picked her up and threw her in,
Watched her as she floated down.
I went back home between twelve and one,
Crying: "My God, what have I done?
I murdered the only girl I love,
Because she would not marry me."
The very next morning about half past four,
The sheriffs man knocked on my door.
"Now young man, come now and go,
Down to the banks of the Ohio."
Before we move on to the next song let's take a look at how something as simple as adding a slide and
a few more hammer-on's and pull-off s can change the way a song plays.
The opening measures of this next arrangement of "Banks Of The Ohio" start with a slide on the third
string at the second fret to the fourth fret. This gives you the same basic notes that you played in the
melody arrangement- but by sliding into the note rather than just picking it you create an effect that
can add a lot of impact on how 'vocal' a instrumental break can sound.
As you play the other songs in this book don't be afraid to add a slide or any other technique into a
tune. The whole idea is to play what you feel.
Banks Of The Ohio- "dressed up
4/4 Time, Key of G
»
D7
-0 — 2-
-si — °-
-2 — 4 — 4-
-2—0-
-0—0 c —
4—0-
*-%
-H-
-1-
-0—2—2—
-**-* 0^ —
w 0-
Darling
D7
say
you'll be mine
G
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
-0—1 — 1-
-2 2 — 2-
-0 0-
-0
-1 1-
-0 — 0-
-0—0-
0-
-0—2-
in our home
we'll happy be
C
— 2-
-0 —
-0—0-
0-
^=
-2 — 0-
-0-
-0 — 2-
-1—1-
-0—0
2 2
— 0-
down be- side
C G
where the waters flow
D7 G
1 2
-U-
1
M—
1
1
-0 1
H
1 '
1 '
1 '
1 0-
'
down on the
banks
of the Ohi-
-0 — — 2-
Captain Kidd- back up
4/4 Time, Key of G
Moderately
Captain Kidd
p oop
poop
D7
M
— 0-
— 0-
-0—0 0-
— — 0—0-
— 2-
— 1-
-0—0-
— 2-
-2 — 2-
— 0-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— — — 0-
— 0-
— 1-
-2 — 2-
— 0-
Oh my name is Captian
Kidd
as
sailed as
sailed
oh my
000
0000
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
0-
0-
-0—0 0-
— 0-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
name is Captian
C
Kidd
as
sailed
0000
oh my
Em
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
0-
0-
-0—0 0-
— 0-
-0—0-
2-
-2—2-
name is Captian
Kidd
God's laws I did for-
bid
and most
000
0000
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
0-
0-
-0—0 0-
— 0-
-0—0-
0-
-0 — 0-
wickedly I
did
as I
sailed
Captain Kidd- melody
4/4 Time, Key of G
D7
-0 — 2-
Oh rny
G
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
0-
-2—2-
narne is Captian Kidd
-0—2-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
as I sailed as I sailed
oh my
I °
1 2
1 °
1
1 °
-2-
1 0-
1 0-
1 0-
— '
1 '
narne is Captian Kidd
as I sailed
G
Em
oh rny
1 2
-1-
-u
, 2—2
-^ —
, 0—0
1 2
-u-
1
1 !
1 0-
1 '
narne is Captian Kidd
G C
God's laws I
G
did for- bid
and most
1 °
1 2
1 °
1 ° r
*
1 0-
1 0-
1 0-
— !
1 L
wickedly I
did
as I
sailed
Oh my name is Captain Kidd
As I sailed, as I sailed
Oh my name is Captain Kidd as I sailed
Oh my name is Captain Kidd
God's laws I did forbid
And most wickedly I did as I sailed
My parents taught me well
As I sailed, as I sailed
Oh my Parents taught me well as I sailed
Oh my parents taught me well
To shun the gates of hell
But against them I rebelled as I sailed
I murdered William Moore
As I sailed, as I sailed
Oh I murdered William Moore as I sailed
Oh I murdered William Moore
And I left him in his gore
Forty leagues from the shore as I sailed
And being crueler still
As I sailed, as I sailed
Oh and being crueler still as I sailed
Oh and being crueler still
My gunner I did kill
And his precious blood did spill as I sailed
And being nigh to death
As I sailed , as I sailed
And being nigh to death as I sailed
And being nigh to death
I vowed with every breath
To walk in wisdom's way as I sailed
My repentance lasted not
As I sailed, as I sailed
My repentance lasted not as I sailed
My repentance lasted not
My vows I soon forgot
Damnation was my lot as I sailed
Now, to the execution dock
I must go, I must go
To the execution dock I must go
To the execution dock
Lay my head upon my block
No more the laws I'll mock as I sailed, as I sailed
Texas Rangers
You will notice that one of the chord diagrams is marked "D variation." This is simply a
D chord with the first and fourth strings open. In order to make the fourth string pull-
off s easy to reach I figured using a partial D chord was the way to go. If the double
open drone strings sound a little 'off to your ear go ahead and use a full D. If the D
chord gives you fits either way just use a D7. It'll work no matter how you do it.
Texas Rangers- back up
4/4 Time, Key of G
Moderately
0000
T °
1 °
1
, A
A
, A
A 1
J 0-
—
1 0-
!
1 0-
1 0-
'
come
000
all you Texas Rang- ers and listen
D
now to me
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 A
A ,
1 A
A ,
1 A
A 1
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
0— '
tell you of some troub-
les that happened unto me
G C
my
000
name is
3-
-2 — 2-
0-
3-
2-
-0 — 0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0 — 0-
nothing extra so that I will not tell
D
and
here's to all you Rangers
I'm
, A
A 1
1
1 A
A 1
1
1 A
1
A
1
n " " *
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
— '
1 0-
sure I miss you
well
Texas Rangers- melody
4/4 Time, Key of G
0000
D variation
T °
1
1 °
-b— 2
1 ^
1
1 °
1
u 2
M S
d i
n ^^ "
J 0-
_w n^
1 0-
!
1 0-
__w n — 1
1 0-
_w n 1
come all you Texas
000
Rang- ers and
D
listen
now to me
D variation
M
1 °
n
1 °
-*— 2
1 <q
1
P
I °
1
1
U 2
u t
n "-^
n ^^
1 0-
— w n — 1
! 0-
—
1 0-
1 0-
_^j n 1
tell you of some
troub- les that
D variation
happened unto me
my
M
DODO
P
p
H A
H A
^J- T.
■^
1 1
P
1 r,
"' "'
"'
^J -7.
1 n
n
**-* n
~^^~ n
^^
1 0-
— !
1 0-
— '
1 0-
1 0-
'
name is nothing
extra
so that I
D variation
will not
tell
and
here's to all you
1 2
1 1
p
1 °
-p— 2
1 °
1
1 °
"3
n
n n
n n
H i
i
D S
^^
n ^^
n n " " " *
1 0-
1 0-
— '
1 0-
_^^ n — 1
1 0-
— ^^ —
Rangers I'm
sure I miss you
well
Come all you Texas Rangers and Listen now to me
I'll tell you of some troubles that happened unto me
My name is nothing extra so that I will not tell
And here's to all you Rangers I'm sure I miss you well.
'Twas at the age of seventeen I joined the jolly band
We marched from San Antonio down to the Rio Grande
Our captain he informed us, perhaps he thought it right
"Before we reach the border, boys, I'm sure we'll have to fight.'
And then the bugle sounded, our captain gave commands,
"To arms, to arms" he shouted, "And by your horses stand"
I saw the glittering lances, their arrows around me flew
And all my strength, it left me, and all my courage too.
I saw the Indians coming, I heard them give a yell
My feelings at that moment no tongue can ever tell
I saw the smoke ascending, it seemed to reach the sky
And then the thought it struck me, my time had come to die.
We fought for nine hours fully before the strife was o'er
The likes of dead and wounded I never say before
And when the sun had risen and the Indians they had fled
We loaded up our rifles and counted up our dead.
And all of us were wounded our noble captain slain
The sun was shining sadly down on the bloody plain
Sixteen brave Rangers, the bravest in the West
Were buried by their comrades with arrows in their chests.
And now my song has ended I guess I've sung enough
The life of any Ranger you see is very tough
And if you have a mother who don't want you to roam
I advise you by experience you'd better stay at home.
Gypsy Girl
The only tricky part is the layout of the second and third verses. For those two verses
you play the chord progression through once and then go back and repeat measures
eight through sixteen.
Gypsy Girl - back up
4/4 Time, Key of G
Moderately
G
0000
D7
M
G
0000
1 °
1 °
1
I °
1 °
,
1 0-
—
1 0-
'
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
once l was a
G
asf
gypsy girl but now I'm a rich man's bride
D7
with
M
G
0000
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
1-
-2—2-
0-
-0—0-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
servants to
000
wait on me while
in my carriage ride
G
while
I °
1 °
1
1 2
2
1 0—0
1
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
in my carriage ride
G
asf
while in my carriage ride
D7
M
G
SfSf
with
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
1-
-2—2-
0-
-0—0-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
servants to
wait on me while in my carriage
ride
*= for the tag on the second and third verse repeat the song starting here
Gypsy Girl - melody
4/4 Time, Key of G
D7
1 —
1
i — —
1
1 °
1
n
n
"•
"•
n
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
once I was a gypsy girl but now I'm a rich man's bride
G D7 G
with
-0 — 0-
— 0-
servants to
-0 — 0-
— 0-
-0—0-
wait on me while in my carriage ride while
C G
1 °
n
-U 1
, 5 — 5 5
— — 1
1 2 — 2
-l-
i — —
1
1 1
1
— 1
1 0-
-n — 1
1 0-
'
in my carriage ride
while in my carriage ride with
D7 G
, 5—5
-0—0 1
1 0—0
1
1 l=l
*
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
—
servants to wait on me while in my carriage ride
*= for the tag on the second and third verse repeat the song starting here
Once I was a gypsy girl but now I'm a rich man's bride
With servants to wait on me while in my carriage ride
While in my carriage ride, while in my carriage ride
With servants to wait on me while in my carriage ride
As I went a strolling one day down London's streets
A handsome young squire was the first I chanced to meet
He kissed my pretty brown cheeks that no he loves so well
And said my little gypsy girl will you my fortune tell?
*Will you my fortune tell, will you my fortune tell?
He said my little gypsy girl will you my fortune tell?
Oh yes sir, kind sir, please hold to me your hand
You have many fine mansions in many foreign lands
And all those fine young ladies, you can cast them all aside
I am the gypsy girl who is to be your bride.
*Who is to be your bride, who is to be your bride
I am the gypsy girl who is to be your bride.
Once I was a gypsy girl but now I'm a rich man's bride
With servants to wait on me while in my carriage ride.
While in my carriage ride, while in my carriage ride
With servants to wait on me while in my carriage ride.
Worried Man Blues
Worried Man Blues — back up
4/4 Time, Key of G
Go like hell
G
0000
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 °
1
J 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
It takes a worried
C
man
to
sing a worried song
G
0000
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
It takes a worried
G
0000
man
to
sing a worried song
I °
1
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 0-
— l
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
takes a worried
D7
M
man to sing a worried
G
song
I'm worried
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
-0 — 0-
-0 — 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
now
but I
wont be worried long
Worried Man Blues — melody
4/4 Time, Key of G
takes a worried
man
to
sing a worried
G
H
H
-0 — 2-
— ^-2-
-0 —
J
* n n
j 0-
1 0-
—
1 0-
—
1 0—
song
0-
-2 — 2-
-0—2 — 2-
-^ — 2-
takes a worried
G
2 2-
1 1-
-0 — 0-
2 2—2-
man
to
-0—2 — 2-
-^ — 2-
-0—0-
sing a worried song
-0 — 2-
Q
H
Ci
Q
H
*. — ^
1 0-
*- J
— 1
1 0-
— l
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
takes a worried
D7
man
to
sing a worried
song
I'm worried
0-
1 1-
-2 — 2 2-
0—0-
now
— h — °"
— n 1_
-0 — 2 — 2-
-^^ — 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
but I wont be worried long
— 2-
-0 — "-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0 — 0-
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
I went across the river and lay myself to sleep
I went across the river and lay myself to sleep
I went across the river and lay myself to sleep
When I woke up, had shackles on my feet
Twenty nine links of chain around my leg
Twenty nine links of chain around my leg
Twenty nine links of chain around my leg
And on each link, an initial of my name
I asked that judge, tell me, what's gonna be my fine
I asked that judge, tell me, what's gonna be my fine
I asked that judge, tell me, what's gonna be my fine
Twenty-one years on that Rocky Mountain line
If anyone should ask you, who made up this song
If anyone should ask you, who made up this song
If anyone should ask you, who made up this song
Tell 'em it was me, I sing it all day long
Whiskey In The Jar
Whiskey in The Jar —back up
4/4 Time, Key of G
000
Em
T
1 °
1
1 2
2 ,
1 2
2 1
*
• n
J 0-
— !
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— !
1 0-
'
As I was
going
over
the
far famed Kerry
Mountains I
0000
2 2-
1 1-
-0 — 0-
2 2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
rnet with Captain Farrell and his
000
money
Em
he was counting
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
2-
0-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
-0—0-
2-
-2—2-
first produced my
C
pistol and then
produced my
G
0000
rapier saying
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
stand and deliver for you are my bold deceiver
D7
M
0000
with
your
0-
1 1-
-2 — 2 2-
— 0-
0-
1 1-
-2 — 2 2-
0—0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
wack
fol
the
diddy-o
wack fol
the
diddy-o
G D7
I ffl
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
0-
0-
-0—0-
0-
0-
1-
-2—2-
0-
-0—0-
0-
-0 — 0-
wack fol the diddy-o there's whiskey in the
jar!
Whiskey in The Jar —melody
4/4 Time, Key of G
Em
T 0—0 0—2
, 0—0 — 1
I 2—2 2— A
1 2—2 2 1
»
~
J
1 '
1
1 '
As
was going over
the far famed Kerry Mountains
1 5
5 5
JT "7
, 5 — 5
5
-!
1
1 —
-5 — A — |
I 2—2
1
5
5
[1
n
1
1 '
1 '
! 0-
'
met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting I
Em
1 — — 2 — ,
, — — i
I 2 — 2 2 — A — |
1 2—2 2 1
1 '
1 '
1 n 1
1 '
first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier saying
1 5
5 5
JT "7
1 5 — 5
5
-7 c
1 —
-5 — A — |
I 2—2
1
1 '
1 '
1 !
1 0-
'
stand and deliver for you are my bold deceiver with your
As I was going over the far famed Kerry mountains
I met with Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier
Saying stand and deliver for I am your bold deceiver with your .
Chorus:
Whack fol the diddy-oh
Whack fol the diddy-oh
Whack fol the diddy oh
There's whiskey in the jar!
He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put it in my pocket and I gave it to my Jenny
She sighed and she swore that she never would decieve me
But the devil take the women for they never can be easy
I went into my chamber for to take a slumber
I dreamt of gold and jewels and sure it was no wonder
But Jenny took my pistols and filled them up with water
And sent for Captain Farrell to be ready for the slaughter
'Twas early in the morning before I rose to travel
The guards were all around me and likewise Captain Farrell
I then produced my pistols for she stole away my rapier
But I couldn't shoot the water so a prisoner I was taken
They threw me in the jail without judge or jury
For robbing Captain Farrell in the famed Kerry mountains
But they didn't take my fists so I knocked the sentry down
And bid a fond farewell to that jail in Salem town
If anyone can aid me, it's my brother in the army
I think that he is stationed in Cork or in Killarney
And if he'd come and join me, we'd go rovin' in Kilkenny
I swear he'd treat me fairer than my darling sporting Jenny
Now some take delight in fishing or in roving
Others take delight in the carriages a-rolling
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courting pretty maidens in the moring bright and early
The White House Blues
The White House Blues —back up
4/4 Time, Key of C
Quick
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
McKinley hollered McKinley squalled doc said, "McKinkey I can't find that
F C
3-
1-
-0 — 2-
bali
o ooo
-3 3 — 3-
3 3-
1 2-
-0 — 2 1-
3 3—3-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
you're bound to die in Buffa-
-o — o-
o-
-o — o-
-o — o-
o-
in
-o—o-
Buff-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
alo
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
2—2
-0 0-
For the back up version of this tune I used the basic position C and F chords to keep
things simple. This will work fine in a jam session but to play the melody in the key of C
you will want to use the bar chord at the fifth fret as shown in the melody arrangement
on the next page.
One other thing to keep in mind is that almost everybody has a hard time mastering the
jump from the fifth fret C chord up to the F chord. The best solution I've found is to
make a D7 chord first and then drop your ring or little finger on the first string, third
fret.
Take your time with this one. It is a great old song.
The White House Blues —melody
4/4 Time, Key of C
1 5—5 5—5 1
"•^ 5 5
"•^ 5 ^^ 5
5 5
5 5
5 5
"'
1 — i
1 — '
1 — '
3-
-1 — 1-
2-
-1 — 1-
2-
-3 — 3-
1-
2-
-3—3-
1-
2-
H
-0—2 — 2-
-^ 1-
0-
P
-2—0-
-1 — 1-
0-
-0—1 — 1-
-W 0-
o ooo
-0 — 0-
0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
p
-2—0 — 0-
-^-* 0-
-1 — 1-
0-
-0—2 — 0-
-±* 2-
2 2-
-1 — 1 1—1-
0-
McKinley hollered, McKinley squalled
Doc said "McKinley, I can't find that ball
You're bound to die, In Buffalo"
Look here you rascal, see what you've done
You shot my husband with your Ivers-Johnson gun
I'm taking you back, to Washington
The doc came a running pulling off his specs
Doc said "McKinley better cash in your checks
You're bound to die, In Buffalo"
The train, the train, blowing down the line
Whistling every station McKinley's a dying
From Buffalo, to Washington
Forty-four boxcars trimmed in lace
Put him in the last one so we can't see his face
From Buffalo, to Washington
Roosevelt's in the White House doing his best
McKinley's in the graveyard taking a rest
He's gonna be gone, a long old time
Roosevelt's in the White House drinking out a silver cup
McKinley's the graveyard, he'll never wake up
He's gonna be gone, a long old time
Czolgosz, Czolgoz, mighty mean man
You shot McKinley with a flower in his hand
He's gonna be gone, a long old time
Hush up you children, don't you fret
You'll draw a pension at your daddy's death
He's gonna be gone, a long old time
Riley The Furniture Man
Riley The Furniture Man —back up
4/4 Time, Key of G
Brightly
000
— 0-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— — 0-
— 0-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— 0—0-
when I was a poor boy
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
oh
so
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
sad
G
0001 1
that
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
-2 2 — 2
0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
Riley from Vir- ginia
-2—2-
took
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
every- thing
-0 — 0-
0-
0—0
-0 0-
had
Chorus:
G
G D7
I ffl
G
OP
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
-0—0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
Riley's been here got my furniture and gone!
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
Writing down a break for a song like "Riley The Furniture Man" is a tricky prospect
simply because there are so many ways you can go about playing this song. For the
melody arrangement presented here I kept things pretty simple but don't be afraid to
try some different ideas of your own. With a song as raucous as this one just about
anything goes.
Riley The Furniture Man —melody
4/4 Time, Key of G
H
sl.
*. ^ n
p
n "*—* n
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— l
1 0-
— '
1 0-
^— ^
o—l
when I was a
C
poor boy
oh
so
sad
G
that
2-
1-
0-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
-2—0 — 0-
-^ — 2-
Riley from Vir- ginia
-2 — 2-
took
-2 — 2-
-* — 2-
every- thing
-0—0-
0-
had
-0—2—0-
Chorus:
G
D7
I °
1
1 °
■1
1 °
1
n
1 °
M S
1 0-
— '
1 !
1 0-
— ^^ — '
1 0-
Riley's been here got my furniture and gone!
When I was a poor boy, oh so sad
That Riley from Virginia took everything I had
Riley's been here, got my furniture and gone!
Riley come to my house and these are the words he said
"Throw that cracker driver out and load that poster bed"
Riley's been here, got my furniture and gone
It makes no difference to a rich man with all his fancy clothes
If you don't pay Mr. Riley you've got no place to go
Riley's been here, got my furniture and gone!
Riley he's a rich man off poor folks like me
Every Sunday morning Riley gives to charity
Riley's been here, got my furniture and gone!
Eggs And Marrowbone
Eggs And Marrowbone
4/4 Time, Key of Em
Brightly
000
H
p 2
p £
*. — ■> n
H £
1 0-
— " — 1
1 0-
_^^ n — 1
1 >
1 0-
^ 1
There was an old woman
Em G
00 0000
in our town and
in our town did dwell.
1 2
-2 1
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 °
-B— S
p
p 2
p £
n ^^ "
1 0-
•- J
— 1
1 0-
— ^ —
1 0-
__w n — 1
1 0-
'
She
loved her husband
dearly
but
another man twice as
1 2
2 1
1 2
2
H
P £
H £
1 w n-
__w n — 1
1 0-
— ^
well
There was an old woman in our town
And in our town did dwell
She loved her old man dearly
But another man twice as well
She went down to the doctor
To see what she could find
To see what she could find
To make her old man blind
"Feed him eggs and marrowbone
And make him sup them all
It won't be too long before
He won't see you at all"
She fed him eggs and marrowbone
And made him sup them all
And it wasn't too long before
He couldn't see her at all
"Now that I am old and blind
And tired of my life
I'll go to the rivers edge
And there I'll end my life"
"To drown yourself, to drown yourself
Now that would be a sin
So I'll go with you to the rivers edge
And there I'll push you in"
The old woman took a running jump
To push the old man in
The old man he stepped aside
And the woman she fell in
She cried for help, she screamed for help
And loudly she did bawl
The old man said "I'm so blind
I can't see you at all!"
She swam along, she swam along
Till she came to the rivers brim
The old man got a great long pole
And pushed her further in
Now the old woman is dead and gone
And the Devil's got her soul
Wasn't she a gosh-darn fool
That she didn't grab that pole?
Eating eggs and marrowbone
Won't make your old man blind
So if you want to do him in
You must sneak up from behind
Omie Wise
4/4 Time, Key of Am
Sadly
Omie Wise
Am
G
0000
2-
1-
-2 — 2-
2-
-2 — 0—2-
-** — 2-
Listen
Am
to my
2-
1-
-2—2-
2-
story
0-
0-
-0—0-
0-
about little
G
0000
-0 — 2—0-
Omie
-0 — 0-
Wise
Am
0—2-
-0 — ^~
and
I 2
■ 1
1 2
1 °
1 2
2
", t
-j n
-> -j
->
H 2
-J -J
i
.-. ^^ ~.
' 0-
— '
1 '
1 0-
— " —
1 0-
0-
how she was
deluded
by John Lewis'
lies
Oh listen to my story about little Omie Wise
And how she was deluded by John Lewis' lies
He promised to meet her at Adamses' Springs
He promised her money and other fine things
He gave her no money, but flattered the case
Saying, "We will get married, 'twill be no disgrace"
"John Lewis, John Lewis, please tell me your mind
Do you mean to marry me or leave me behind?"
"Little Omie, little Omie, I'll tell you my mind
My mind is to drown you and leave you behind"
He beat her and he banged her 'til she could hardly go
Then threw her in the river where the fast waters flow
Two little boys went fishing just at the break of dawn
They saw little Omie come floating along
They arrested John Lewis, thye arrested him today
They buried little Omie down in the cold clay
"My name is John Lewis, my name I'll never deny
I murdered little Omie now I'm condemned to die
"go hang me, go kill me for I am the man
who murdered little Omie down by the mill dam"
I combined the back up and melody breaks for both "Omie Wise" and "Eggs And
Marrowbone" because nine times out of ten neither of these songs will really feature
an instrumental break. With old ballads the trick is to use the banjo to create a
backdrop for the story and add a little emphasis here and there to back up funny, tense
or sad parts of the song.
That said, there isn't any law that says you can't take an instrumental break in a ballad
so do whatever you feel works best for how you want to present that song.
John Hardy
4/4 Time, Key of C
Brightly
John Hardy
G
T 2
-2 1
1 3
-2 1
1 °
1
1 l=l
1
*
J 0-
o — 1
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— o — 1
1 0-
— '
John Har-
dy
was
desparate little man he
2 2-
1 1-
-o — o o-
3-
1-
-2 — 2-
3-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
-o — Cl-
eaned two
C
guns
F
every
C
day
G
he
2 2-
1 1-
-0 — 0-
3 2-
1 1-
-2 — 2 0-
3 2
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
-0—0-
k ill e d a
man on the West Virginia line
you
o ooo
I °
o
1
o
I °
o
I °
o
1
I °
o
1
o
n
n
t-l
n
I 0-
—
' 0-
— '
I 0-
— !
' 0-
'
ought to seen John Hardy
run away
Lord, Lord you
o ooo
I °
1
I °
1
I °
1
I °
t-l
t-l
t-l
t-l
*
' 0-
— '
I 0-
— '
' 0-
— '
' 0-
—
ought to seen John Hardy run away
John Hardy
4/4 Time, Key of C
2 2—2-
-1—1 1-
0-
John Har- dy
C F
-3 — 3 2—2-
1 1-
2 0-
3
was a
C G
-o — o H o-
0-
W2 — 0-
desparate little
-o—o-
rnan he
-1 — 1-
o-
-2 — 2-
1-
o-
carried two
C
-3 — 3 2 — 2-
1 1-
2 0-
3
guns every
F C
-0 — a 0-
0-
^-2—0-
day
G
-o—o-
he
H
1 1
■1
■1
■1
o
o
o
n
1
n
o
». — ■> n
n
I 0-
o — 1
1 0-
1 0-
o — 1
1 0-
'
killed a
G
man
on the West Virginia line you
sTr^ irr^
-^TT^ ITT^
I ° ° 1
^^ ^^
^^ ^^
1 — '
1 o — 1
1 '
ought to seen John Hardy run a-
G
way
Lord,
Lord you
*r-° ^
1 ° ° 1
1 ™
■^^ ^^
*
1 n n — 1
1 o o — '
1 o "
ought to seen John Hardy run a- way
John hardy was a desperate little man
He carried two guns every day
He killed a man on the West Virginia Line
You ought to seen John Hardy run away Lord, Lord
You ought to seen John Hardy run away
John Hardy ran for that old state line
It was there he thought he would go free
But a man walked up and took him by the arm saying,
"Johnny walk along with me" Lord, Lord
"Johnny walk along with me"
Well the first girl to visit John Hardy in his cell
Was a little girl dressed in blue
She came down to that old jail cell saying,
"Johnny I've been true to you" Lord, Lord
"Johnny I've been true to you"
The next girl to visit John Hardy in his cell
Was a little girl dressed in red
She came down to that old jail cell saying.
"Johnny I'd rather see you dead" Lord, Lord
"Johnny I'd rather see you dead"
John Hardy stood in that old jail cell
The tears were running from his eyes
He said "I've been the death of many a poor boy,
But my six shooter never told a lie" Lord, Lord
"My six shooter never told a lie"
Little Maggie-back up
4/4 Time, Key of G
Quickly
G
000
Little Maggie
1 °
1
1 °
1 3
3 1
1 3
3 1
n
n
T. T.
~>
T. T.
~>
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 —
'
yon- der
stands little
Maggie
with her
DODO
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 °
1
! °
1 0-
— l
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
dram
glass
in
her
hand
Little Maggie-melody
4/4 Time, Key of G
yon-
1
I — 1
1 3 3
1 3 3 1
sh
T. T. T.
T. T. T.
-o
1 — — —
1 — 1
1 —
1 '
der
stands little
Maggie
with her
p
P
1
— 0-
1
n
Q
Q
^^
^^
U ^
n *
1 0-
-n-
-n —
1 0-
— s— fi — 1
1 0-
—
dram
glass
in
her
hand
Yonder stands little Maggie
With a dram glass in her hands
She's drinking away her troubles
She's courting another man
Tell me how can I ever stand it
Just to see those bright blue eyes
They're shining like a diamond
Like a diamond in the sky
Sometimes I have a nickel
Sometimes I have a dime
And sometimes I have ten dollars
Just to buy little Maggie some wine
She's marching to the station
With her suitcase in her hand
She's going for to leave me
She is bound for some distant land
Pretty flowers were made for blooming
Pretty stars were meant to shine
Pretty Girls were made for boys to love
Little Maggie was made for mine
The first time I saw little Maggie
She was sitting on the banks of the sea
A forty-four strapped to her shoulder
And a banjo on her knee
Sugar Hill- back up
4/4 Time, Key of G
Moderately
DODO
Sugar Hill
Em
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 2
2 1
"■0
r-
n
n
n
* n " "
J 0-
— !
1 0-
— '
! 0-
— '
1 0-
'
If you want to get your eye knocked out if you want to get your
000
if you
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
0-
0-
-0—0 0-
0—0-
Sugar Hill-meiody
4/4 Time, Key of G
000
— 0-
— 0-
-0—0 0-
— 0—0-
want to get your eye knocked out go to Sugar
-0—0-
0-
-0 — 0-
Hili
Em
1 °
1
1
n
1 °
-p— H
1 2
2 1
"■0
n r.
^
r, 1-1 1-1
n
* n
n ^^
J 0-
— '
! —
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
'
If you want to get your eye knocked out if you want to get your
000
if you
1 °
1
n
1 ° 1
1 °
n n
"'
Q
n n
n *
1 0-
1
1 0-
1 0-
want to get your eye knocked out go to Sugar
Hil
If you want to get your eye knocked out.
If you want to get your fill
If you want to get your eye knocked out
Go to Sugar Hill
I'm getting lonesome for my gal.
I want a drink of rye.
I'm a-going to Sugar Hill or know the reason why.
Get your banjo off the wall.
Grab your fiddle, Bill.
Hitch the horses to the sleigh,
we're going to Sugar Hill.
The Black Velvet Band
The Black Velvet band- back up
3/4 Time, Key of G
Moderate tempo, with feeling
oooo
0-
0-
-0—0-
0-
G
asf
her eyes they
o-
o-
o-
-o—o-
shone like
o-
o-
-o—o-
o-
diarnonds
D7
-o — o-
0-
you'd
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
I 1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
1 1
1 — !
1 — '
1 — '
1 '
think she was
G
asf
queen of the land
Em
with her
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 2 2 1
1 2 2 1
1 — !
1 — !
1 — !
1 '
hair thrown over
C D7
her
sho-
ul-
der
tied
1 2 2 1
1 1
1 1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 — '
1 — '
1 — '
1 '
up with a black vel- vet band
The Black Velvet Band- melody
3/4 Time, Key of G
her eyes they shone like diamonds
G D7
o
n
P
^^
* n n
J — '
! n n — 1
1 '
you'd
H
^—"^
o
r>
o
T. T.
T. -J
1 o o — '
-n-
think she was queen of the land
G Em
with her
1 ° ° 1
1 2
o
1 2 2 1
1
1 — '
! '
1 '
hair thrown over her sho- ul- der tied
C D7 G
n
i
1 ° ° 1
1 °
o
-0
"'
n
i
o
n n *
1 — !
1 L
up with a black vel- vet band
Her eyes shone like diamonds
You'd think she was queen of the land
With her hair thrown over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band
As I went walking one evening
Not meaning to stray very far
When I met with a frolicsome damsel
As she came tripping along
A watch she pulled from her pocket
And slipped it right into my hand
On the very first day that I met her
Bad luck to the black velvet band
Before judge and jury next morning
For trial we had to appear
A gentleman claimed his jewelry
and the case against us was quite clear
Seven long years transportation
Right down to Van Dieman's Land
Far away from my friends and companions
To follow the black velvet band
Pretty Polly
Pretty Polly
4/4 Time, Key of Em
Moderate tempo, with feeling
Em
"Pretty Polly, Pretty
G
0000
Polly come and go along with
T 2
2 1
1 2
2 1
1 2
2 1
1 2
2 1
*
J 0-
!
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
J
rne,
Pretty
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 °
1
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
Polly, Pretty
Em
Polly come and go along with
me,
before
1 2
2 1
1 2
2 1
1 2
2 1
1 2
2
+
1 0-
—
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
—
we get married some pleasures for to see
Polly, pretty Polly come and go along with me
Polly, pretty Polly come and go along with me
Before we get married some pleasures to see
She jumped on behind him and away they did go
She jumped on behind him and away they did go
Over the hills and the valley below
They went a little farther and what did they spy
They went a little farther and what did they spy
But a new dug grave with a spade lying by
"Oh Willie, oh Willie I'm afraid of your ways
Oh Willie, oh Willie I'm afraid of your ways
I'm afraid you will lead my poor body astray"
"Pretty Polly, pretty Polly you've guessed about right
Pretty Polly, pretty Polly you've guessed about right
I've been digging your grave for most of the night"
He threw her on the ground and she burst into tears
He threw her on the ground and she burst into tears
She threw her arms around him and trembled with
fear
"There's no time to talk now and no time to stand
There's no time to talk now and no time to stand"
He drew out his knife with his right hand
He stabbed her in the heart and the blood it did flow
He stabbed her in the heart and the blood it did flow
And into the grave pretty Polly did go
He threw on some dirt and he started for home
He threw on some dirt and he started for home
Leaving her behind where the wild birds do moan
Now a debt to the devil Willie must pay
Now a debt to the devil Willie must pay
For killing pretty Polly and running away
The Streets Of Laredo
The Streets Of Laredo
3/4 Time, Key of C
G
DODO
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
3-
1-
2-
-3 — 3-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
As I walked
out in the
streets of
G
0000
Laredo
as I walked
3-
1-
2-
-3 — 3-
out in
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
Laredo one
C
day
G
0000
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
-2 2-
-1 1-
-0 0-
-2 — 2-
-0— '
I spied a poor
cowboy all
wrapped in white linen
I 3"
■1
3-
1-
I 2-
2 ,
1
1 °-
-0 1
1 2
1
-2-
-1-
i 3
-1-
-0 —
-n — l
-0— — — 1
-n-
— '
1 0-
-n — I
1 0-
-n— I
wrapped in white linen as
000
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
cold as the
2 2-
1 1-
0-
-2 — 2 2-
clay
2 2-
1 1-
-0 — 0-
2 2-
As I walked out in the streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a poor cowboy all wrapped in white linen
all wrapped in white linen as cold as the clay
"I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy"
these words he did say as I proudly stepped by
"Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story,
got shot in the breast and I know I must die."
'twas one in the saddle I used to go roaming
'twas once in the saddle I used to go gay
'twas first to the drinking and then the card playing
Got shot in the breast and I'm dying today."
"Let six jolly cowboys come carry my coffin.
Let six pretty girls come carry my pall.
Throw bunches of roses all over my coffin
throw roses to deaden the clods as they fall."
"Oh beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
and play the dead march as you carry me along.
Take me to the green valley and lay the earth o'er me
for I'm a poor cowboy and I know
I've done wrong."
Oh we beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly
and bitterly wept as we carried him along
for we all loved out comrade
so brave, young and handsome
we all loved out comrade although he'd done wrong.
Stagolee
Stagolee
4/4 Time, Key of C
The Tempo is up to you. This is the blues.
C7
2 2-
1 1-
-0 — 0-
I remember one
F
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
September I
2-
1-
-o — o-
2-
1-
-3 — 3-
2-
2
1
3
2 — 2
-0 0-
heard my bulldog bark
3-
1-
-2 — 2-
-3 3 — 3
0-
Stagolee and
o ooo
3 3-
1 1-
-2 — 2 2-
3 3 — 3-
3 3-
1 1-
-2 — 2 2-
3 3 — 3-
Billy de Lyons were squabblin' in the
2-
1-
-o — o-
dark.
he was
o-
o-
-o — o-
o-
o-
-o — o-
2-
1-
-o — o-
a bad man oh cruel Stagolee
2-
1-
-o — o-
One thing to keep in mind with country blues tunes like "Stagolee" and "Frankie
And Johnny" is that the blues is a pretty freeform musical style. Every blues guitar
player has put his or her own stamp on these songs and as a result it's rare to hear them
played the same way by two different musicians.
The tab for "Stagolee" and "Frankie And Johnny" presented here is intended only
to get your gears working about the rhythmic possibilities of the songs. Don't fret about
getting every note perfect. Just grab a groove and let your mojo do the rest.
Stagolee
4/4 Time, Key of C
c
CI
p i
E 1
1 ^ ri ri
H
P
H n i r, n
r.
j— ;
-. ^^
-. --^f -.
1 remember one
September 1
heard my bulldog
bark
F
C
O O
O O
■^
i
H
^^
Stagolee and
Billy de Lyons were squabblin 1 in the
d<
ark. he was a
G
c
ri f
5 ^
,
■'
■->
■^
!
4
n . 1
U u U
H
p c
i
"
i
^ # |
1 o — w 1
i — 1
1 n w
— 1
1 n w
— o — 1
' 0-
nil
bad
man
oh
cruel
Stagolee
Stagolee was a bad man
Everybody knows
He Spent one hundred dollars
Just to buy a suit of clothes
He was a bad man, oh cruel Stagolee
Stagolee shot Billy de Lyons
What do you think about that?
Shot him down in cold blood
Because he stole his Stetson hat
He was a bad man, oh cruel Stagolee
Billy de Lyons said, "Stagolee
Please don't take my life
I've got two little babies
And a darling, loving wife
You're a bad man, oh cruel Stagolee"
"What do I care about your two little
babies
Or your darling, loving wife?
You done stole my Stetson hat
and I'm bound to take your life"
He was a bad man, oh cruel Stagolee
The judge said, "Stagolee, what are you
doing here?
You done shot Billy de Lyons
You're going to die in the electric chair
You're a bad man, oh cruel Stagolee"
Twelve o'clock they killed him
With his head held up high
Twelve o'clock they killed him
I was glad to see him die
He was a bad man, oh cruel Stagolee
Frankie & Johnny
Frankie & Johnny- back up
4/4 Time, Key of C
The Tempo is up to you. This is the blues.
C7
2 2-
1 1-
-0 — 0-
2 2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-3 — 3-
2-
2
1
3
2—2
-0 0-
Frankie & Johnny were sweethearts oh lordy how they could love
F C
3-
1-
-2 — 2-
-3 3 — 3-
3 3-
1 1-
-2 — 2 2-
3 3—3-
3-
1-
-2 — 2-
3-
3-
1-
2-
-3—3-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
swore to be true each other just as true as the stars a- bove he was her
o ooo
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
o—o-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
man
he was doing her wrong
Frankie & Johmvy-melody
4/4 Time, Key of C
C7
1 2
■ 1
i 2
2 1
1 2
' 1
i 2
■ 1
"
-j n n
"
n n
"
-j n n
i o
o n n
~. ^j .-.
1 J±^> n-
o — '
I w n-
— '
1 w n-
o — '
1 0-
o '
Frankie & Johnny were sweet- hearts oh
lordy how they could
C
love
H— =
"Hi
1 3
3 1
1 3
1 2
H
-2 1
Q T. T.
g t. n
■^
n n
r>
■^
n
^^
^^
1 0-
— !
1 0-
— !
1 !
1 0-
!^-i
'
swore to be
C
true each
other
just as
C
rue as the stars a- bove he was her
1 °
o
1
n
i °
o
P
— 1
n
1 2
■1
2 1
■1
i 2
■1
2
■1
U JJ
U X
n **—'
*
1 0-
— w n — 1
1 0-
— '
1 0-
_^j n^
1 0-
man
he was doing her
Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts
oh Lordy how they could love
Swore to be true to each other
Just as true as the stars above
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
Frankie was a good woman
As everybody knows
Every dollar that Frankie made
Went into Johnny's hand
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
Frankie went down to the corner
To buy a bucket of beer
Said; "Mr. bartender
Has my loving Johnny been here?"
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
"Now, I don't want to tell no stories
and I don't want to tell no lies
I saw your man an hour ago
With a gal named Alice Bly"
He was he man, he was doing her wrong
Frankie went down to the hotel
Didn't go there for fun
Underneath her kimono
She carried a forty-four gun
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
Frankie looked over the transom
And found to her great surprise
There on the bed sat Johnny
Loving up Alice Bly
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
wrong
Frankie got down from that high stool
She didn't want to see no more
Rooty-toot-toot three times she did shoot
Right through that hardwood door
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
The first time Frankie shot Johnny
He let out an awful yell
The second time she shot him
There was a brand new face in hell
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
"Roll me over easy
Roll me over slow
Roll me on to my side
The bullet hurts me so"
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
Sixteen rubber-tired carriages
And sixteen rubber-tired hacks
Took poor Johnny to the graveyard
They ain't gonna bring him back
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
Frankie looked out of the jailhouse
To see what she could see
All she could hear was a two-string bow
Playing Near My God To Thee
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
Frankie she said to the sheriff
"What do you recon they'll do?"
Sheriff said, "Frankie
It's the electric chair for you"
He was her man, he was doing her wrong
Railroad Bill- back up
4/4 Time Key of G
Fast
Railroad Bill
000
1 °
,
1 °
Q 1
1 °
Q 1
1 °
1
n
n
n
n
1 0-
— !
' 0-
— !
' 0-
— '
' 0-
'
Rail- road
B
Bil
Rail- road
Bil
1 A
A 1
1 A
A 1
1 5
5 1
1 5
5 1
A — A
A
— A — A
A
— 5 — 5
5
— 5 — 5
5
1 0-
-A — 4
— !
1 0-
-A — 4
— !
5
1 0-
-5
— '
5
1 0-
-5
'
he never worked and
D7
000
M
he never
c
aif.
if
will
and it's
1 °
1
1 °-
1
1
1 °
1
1 °
t-l
T. T
1
n
n
,_, *
1 0-
— !
-n-
— !
1 0-
— '
1 0-
ride old
Rail- road
Bill
Railroad Bill- melody
4/4 Time Key of G
, —
-0—0 1
1 0—0
"To
1 —
-0—2 — 2 1
^^
1 °
"To
n
inn
n
inn
■*—*
■*—*
1 0-
— 1
' 0-
!
' 0-
— 1
1 0-
'
Rail- road
B
Bill
Rail-
road
Bill
1 <q
H
-^ 1
1 <q
<q 1
1 5
-fi— s
1 5
5 1
*~s
w ^^
1 0-
— '
' 0-
— '
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
'
he
never worked and
D7 G
he
never
will
and it's
1 —
1
1 °-
■1
1 °
-0 1
1 °
-0
n
1 1
"'
H
n
H
n
n .-. *
1 0-
— !
' 1
1 0-
^ J
— 1
1 0-
^ J
ride old
Rail- road Bil
Railroad Bill, Railroad Bill
He never worked and he never will
And it's ride old Railroad Bill
Railroad Bill was a mighty mean man
He shot the midnight lantern out
The breakman's hand
And it's ride old Railroad Bill
I've got a 38 special on a 45 frame
How can I miss when I've got dead aim?
And it's ride old Railroad Bill
Going up a mountain going out west
38 special sticking out my vest
And it's ride old Railroad Bill
The Wild Rover
The Wild Rover- back up
3/4 Time Key of G
Brightly
Verse:
G
asf
■>
l ° l=l 1
I ° ° 1
1 2 2 1
1 1
* n n
J —
1 — l
1 — !
1 — !
1 '
IVe been a wild
D7
M
rover
for
many
G
0000
year and IVe spent all my
1 ° ° 1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 — '
1 — !
1 — '
1 — '
1 '
money on
000
whiskey and beer
G
4£
as
now IVe re- turned with
D7
M
1 ° ° 1
1 2 2 1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
1 1
1 — !
1 — '
1 — !
1 — '
1 '
gold in great
store and I
never will
play the wild ro ver no
o ooo
1 ° ° 1
i ° ° n
1 — '
1 u
more
and it's
Chorus:
D7
M
G
HOOP
1 o o 1
1 1
I ° ° 1
1 1
I 1
1 1
I o 1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
r, r,
r, r, r,
r, r.
ii r,
I n — I
I o n — I
I n 1
1 — '
1 n 1
no
P PPP
nay
never
G
oooo
no
nay
o-
o-
-o — o-
o-
never
no
2 2-
1 1-
o o-
-2 — 2 2-
more
2 2-
1 1-
-0—0 0-
2 2-
G
as
0-
0-
0-
-0—0-
will I play
D7
-o — o-
0-
ffl I
-0 0-
the wild
I 2 2 1
1 1
I 2 2
1 1
i o 1
I o 1
1 1
1 r
"' "'
•
1 — '
1 — '
1 — !
1 — '
1 L
rover
no
never
no
more
I am not going to tab out an instrumental for the chorus of this song because an awful
lot of people will expect you to stop playing and clap your hands during the chorus.
It works like this:
And it's no, nay never (CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!)
No, nay never no more
Will I play the wild rover. . .
Depending on where you are the three claps can be replaced with pints of Guinness
being slammed on the table.
The Wild Rover-meiody
3/4 Time Key of G
T ° ° 1
1 2 2
1 — ° ° 1
* n n
J — I
1
IVe been a wild rover for many a year and IVe spent all my
D7 G
1 ° ° 1
1 n n — I
money on whiskey and beer
G C G
now IVe re- turned with
D7
1 2 2 1
1 —
->
->
->
1 n n — i
gold in great store and I never will play the wild ro ver no
1
i ° ° r
1 o —
1 L
more
(and it's)
I've been a wild rover for many a year
And I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer
But now I've returned with gold in great store
And I'll never, no never play the wild rover no more
Chorus:
And It's no, nay, never
No, nay, never, no more
Will I play the wild rover
no never, no more
I went to a pub I used to frequent
I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked her to trust me, her answer was "Nay,
Such custom as yours we can get any day"
Then out of my pocket I took sovereigns bright
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
She said, " I have whiskies and wines of the best
And the words that I said, sure, were only in jest
"You can keep all your whiskey and likewise your beer too
For not another penny I am spending with you
For the money I've got, mum, I'm taking good care
And I never will play the wild rover no more"
I'll go home to my parents and tell what I've done
And ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And if they forgive me as they've done before
I never, no never, will play the wild rover no more
Hallelujah! I'm A Bum
Hallelujah! I'm A Bum- back up
3/4 Time Key of G
Brightly
G
asf
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
G
0000
0-
o-
0-
-0 — 0-
Why dont you work like
o-
o-
-o — o-
o-
other men
-o — o-
do?
o
-0 0-
How the
1 ° l=l 1
, 1
1 ° ° 1
! ° ° n
1 — '
1 — '
1 — '
1 u
heck can I
work when there's no work to
do?
Halle-
Chorus:
G
oooo
D7
-lujah I'm a
I ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 1
n n
1 — '
1 — !
1 — '
1 '
G
oooo
bum
Halle- lujah
D7
bum a- gain
oooo
Halle-
1 ° ° 1
1 2 2 1
1 ° ° 1
i ° ° r
■no rt
1 o o — '
1 o o — '
1 o o —
1 L
-lujah give us a handout to re- vive us a
gain
Hallelujah! I'm A Bum-melody
3/4 Time Key of G
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
Why dont you work like
o-
-o — o-
o-
o-
other men
-o — o-
o-
do?
o
-0 0-
How the
, 0—0 1
1 — ° 1
i ° ° n
1 — '
1 u
heck can
Chorus:
G
work when there's no work to
do?
D7
Halle-
1 0—0 1
1 ° ° 1
1 0—0 1
I ° ° 1
T. T. T.
1 o o — '
1 o o — '
1 o o — '
1 '
-lujah I'm a
bum
Halle- lujah
D7
bum a- gain
G
Halle-
1 — 1
1 2 2 1
1 1
1
1 1
i ° ° r
n n n
1 — '
1 — !
1 — '
1 L
-lujah give us a handout to re- vive us a
gain
Oh why don't you work like other men do?
How the heck can I work when there's no work to do?
Chorus:
Hallelujah! I'm a bum
Hallelujah! Bum again
Hallelujah! Give us a handout
To revive us again
Oh I love my boss and my boss loves me
And that is the reason I'm so hungry
Oh Springtime has come, and I'm just out of jail
Without any money, and without any bail
I went to a house and knocked on the door
The lady said, "Run, bum, you've been here before"
When springtime does come, oh won't we have fun?
We'll throw up our jobs and we'll go on the bum!
If I was to work and save all I earn
I could buy me a bar and have money to burn
I passed by a saloon and heard someone snore
I found the bartender asleep on the floor
I stayed there and drank till a copper came in
And he put me to sleep with a tap on the chin
Next morning in court I was still in a haze
The judge looked at me and said, "Thirty days"
The Rangers Command
The Rangers Command-back up
3/4 Time Key of G
slowly
G
asf
T ° ° 1
l ° ° 1
1
1 ° ° 1
* n n
J o — '
1 — !
1 o o —
1 '
come all of you
C
cowboys
D7
M
over the
2 2-
1 1-
-o — o o-
2 2-
2 2-
1 1-
0-
-2—2 2-
-0 0-
-1 1-
-2 2-
-0 0-
-0 — 0-
land
D7
M
teach you
the laws of
o o-
1 1-
-2 — 2 2-
o o-
o o-
1 1-
2 2-
-0 — 0-
0-
0-
-0—0-
0-
-0 — 0-
the Rangers command
The Rangers Command- melody
3/4 Time Key of G
1 n ° ° 1
P
I
* Q -J
"'
"'
*
'^—^ n n
1 — '
1 —
come all of you cowboys
C D7
over the
-2 — 2-
land
D7
-1 1-
-o o-
2 2-
1 1-
-0 — 0-
2 2-
-0—1-
— P- 0-
-1 — 0—1 1-
teach you the laws of
-2 2
-o o
o o-
I °
■1
n
1 ° ° 1
i ° r
o
n *
1
1 — '
1 0-
the Rangers corn- rnand
Come all of you cowboys
All over the land
I'll teach you the laws of
The Rangers command
To hold a six shooter
And never to run
And long as there's bullets
In one of your guns
I met a fair maiden
Who's name I don't know
I asked her to the round up
With me she would go
She said she'd go with me
To the old round up
And drink that hard liquor
Form a cold bitter cup
We started for the canyons
In the fall of the year
Expecting to stay there
With a herd full of steer
But the rustlers broke on us
In the dead of the night
She rose from her warm bed
A battle to fight
She rose from her warm bed
With a gun in each hand
Saying, "Come all you cowboys
and fight for your land"
"Come all of you cowboys
and don't ever run
As long as there's bullets
In one of your guns"
Way Down The Old Plank Road
Way Down The Old Plank Road-back up
4/4 Time Key of C
Quick
G
OOOii
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
I'd rather
C
be in
Boston
with all the hail and rain
2 2-
1 1-
-o — o o-
2 2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
than to be in
Chorus:
C
Georgia boys
wearing a ball and chain
G
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
wont get drunk no more no more
wont get drunk no more
G C
2 2-
1 1-
-0 — 0-
2 2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
-2—2-
wont get drunk no more no more way down the old plank road
Way Down The Old Plank Road-meiody
4/4 Time Key of C
T 2
M \
1 2
2
, —
-0-
1 2
2 1
»
0^0
o
n
o
t-l
o
n n
*
'-—X X
J 0-
o — '
1 0-
o —
1 '
! 0-
'
I'd rather
C
be in
Boston
with all the hail and rain
2-
1-
-o — o-
2-
_H L
-0—2 — 0-
-^^ 2-
-1 — 1-
0-
-1 — 1-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-1—1-
0-
than to be in
Chorus:
C
Georgia boys wearing a ball and chain
2-
1-
-o — o-
2-
p
"' "'
r>
"'
p
r, q i
"-^f -\
-s -\
o
n
o
n n
o
n
Q
n
-n —
! 0-
— '
-n —
1 o-
'
wont get drunk no more no more wont get drunk no more
C G C
P
-2 — — 2-
-^ 1-
0-
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
-0—0-
0-
P
-2—0—0-
-^■^ 0-
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
-2—2-
wont get drunk no more no more way down the old plank road
Rather be in Richmond, midst all the hail and rain,
Than for to be in Georgia boys, wearing that ball and chain
Chorus:
Won't get drunk no more, won't get drunk no more,
Won't get drunk no more, way down on the old plank road
I went down to Mobile for to get on the gravel train,
Very next thing heard of me, had on a ball and chain
Don)', oh dear Dony, what makes you treat me so?
Caused me to wear the bail and chain, now my ankle's sore
Knoxville is a pretty place, Memphis is a beauty
If you want to see them some pretty girls, hop to
Chattanoogie
I'm going to build a scaffold on some mountain high
So I can see my Dora girl as she goes riding by
My wife died on Friday night, Saturday was buried
Sunday was my courting day, Monday I was married
There is an unwritten rule out there somewhere that every banjo songbook has to have
at least one song in an alternate tuning. A friend of mine thinks this tradition
originated from the coalmines of New Jersey.
"Way Down The Old Plank Road" is a great tune to experiment with in double C
tuning.
In double C tuning you are going to tune your forth
and second strings to C Giving you these new chord
positions to work with.
c
You might notice that making an actual G chord is kind
of awkward. 99% of the time you can get away with
making your G chord like this:
Give it a shot!
Way Down The Old Plank Road-meiody
4/4 Time Key of C
In double C tuning gCGCD
c G
IL.
" ~H Y
1 2
H i
1 2
2 1
1 0—0
1 2
2 1
-—S
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
— '
1 '
1 0-
'
1 2 —
H I
1 2
2 1
1 2
2 1
1 2
2 1
n 1 n
n
r, "1
r, n
"■^t
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
'
P
■^
p
"'
"'
p
■^
p
r>
r>
^^
-2 — 0-
^^
^^
1 1
' 0-
— 1
1 1
' 0-
'
p
"'
p
"•
"•
P
"'
"1
"•
^^
T
^^
^^
1 1
1 0-
— 1
-n-
—
' 0-
0— '
Down In The Willowy Garden
Down In The Willowy Garden
3/4 Time Key of G
r, r,
H
*. — ^
+
J o — 1
' o — 1
' o 1
1 '
Down in the
G Em
willowy
gar-
den
my love and
I did
Em
1 2
H
1 2 1
1 ° 1
1 0—0 1
- ^ ^^
1 '
1 0-
1 —
1 '
meet
'twas there
we sat a
court-
T. T.
H
o
n
5 5
o
o
5 5 5
». — i
1 !
1
1 o — 1
1
1 '
-ing my love
C G
droped offto sleep
Em G
I had a
Em
5
", 1
H
o
"1
o
o
o
H
^ — ■)
-~s
1 o — 1
1 '
1 o — 1
1 '
bottle of burgundy
Em G
wine which my true love did not
C G
know
H
o
o
■1
o
o
"'
o
». — ■)
1 0-
1 o — 1
1 o — 1
1
1 '
and there I poisionedthat dear little
girl down under
1 ° ° 1
i ° r
o
^
,_, *
1 o — 1
1 0-
the banks be- low
Down in the willowy garden
My love and I did meet
'Twas there we sat a-courting
My love dropped off to sleep
I had a bottle of burgundy wine
Which my true love did not know
And there I poisoned that dear little girl
Down under the banks below
I stabbed her with my dagger
Which was a bloody knife
I threw her in the river
Which was a dreadful sight
My father often told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connelly
And now he sits in his cottage door
A-wiping his weeping eye
And now he waits for his own dear son
Upon that scaffold high
My race is run beneath the sun
Cruel Hell's now waiting for me
For I have murdered my own true love
Who's name was Rose Connelly
What Will We Do With A Drunken Sailor?
What Will We Do With A Drunken Sailor?
4/4 Time Key of Em
Brightly
Em D
1 2 2 1
1 A ^ 1
-J -J -> -J
-> -J
1 — l
1 — l
what shall we do with a
Em
drunken sailor? what shall we do with a
D
drunken sailor?
Em
1 2 2 1
1 ° 2 — 1
"'
1 — ° 1
1 2 2 r
□
H *
1 — !
1 w n L
what shall we do with a drunken sailor?
early
in the morning
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
What shall we do with a drunken sailor?
Early in the morning
Chorus:
Way hey up she rises
Way hey up she rises
Way hey up she rises
Early in the morning
Shave his belly with a rusty razor
Shave his belly with a rusty razor
Shave his belly with a rusty razor
Early in the morning
Put him in the longboat till he's sober
Put him in the longboat till he's sober
Put him in the longboat till he's sober
Early in the morning
Put him in the suppers with a hose pipe on him
Put him in the suppers with a hose pipe on him
Put him in the suppers with a hose pipe on him
Early in the morning
Heave him by the leg in a running bowline
Heave him by the leg in a running bowline
Heave him by the leg in a running bowline
Early in the morning
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
Early in the morning
Keel haul him till he's sober
Keel haul him till he's sober
Keel haul him till he's sober
Early in the morning
Roving Gambler
Roving Gambler- back up
4/4 Time Key of G
Moderately
0000
000
T °
1 °
1
1 °
1 °
1
•
J 0-
1 0-
— !
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
am a roving gam- bier IVe gambled all a round
C G
1 °
,
1 °
1
1 2
2 1
1 °
n
n
n
n
,_, *
1 0-
— 1
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
1 0-
when I see a deck of cards I lay my money down
Roving Gambler- melody
4/4 Time Key of G
1 ° 1
1
1 — °— ° 1
1 ° ° 1
*
J '
1 — 1
1 '
1 '
I am a roving gam- bier IVe gambled all a round
G C G
1 ° 1
1 ° 1
1 2
2 1
1 °
*
1 '
1 '
1 0-
'
1 0-
when
see a deck of cards
lay my money
down
I am a roving gambler I've gambled all around
When I see a deck of cards I lay my money down.
I've gambled down in Washington I've gambled over in Spain
I'm on my way to Georgia to knock down my last game.
When I was down in Washington many more weeks than three
I fell in love with a pretty little girl and she fell in love with me.
Jessie James- back up
4/4 Time Key of G
Moderately
Verse:
Jessie James
p oop
G
noon
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0 — 0-
Jessie James was a
000
lad
who
killed many a man
D7
M
he
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
-0—0-
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
-0—0-
robbed the
000
Glen- dale
train
C
G
as
and
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
with his brother Frank they
G D7
000
M
robbed the Chicago bank he'd a
G
0000
-0 — 0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
1-
-2 — 2-
0-
-0—0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
-0 — 0-
0-
0—0
-0 0-
heart and a
hand
and a
brain
Jessie James- back up
4/4 Time Key of G
Moderately
Chorus:
G
0000
-2—2-
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
-2 — 2-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
-0—0-
0-
-0 — 0-
Jessie had a
G
0000
wife
to
mourn for his
D7
life
M
three
o o-
o o-
-o—o o-
o o—o-
o o-
o o-
-o—o o-
o o — o-
o o-
1 1-
-2 — 2 2-
0—0-
0-
1-
-2—2-
0-
-0 — 0-
child-
G
oooo
ren
they
were
brave
G
oooo
but that
o o-
o o-
-o—o o-
o o—o-
o o-
0-
-0—0 0-
— 0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
-0—0-
0-
-0 — 0-
dirty little
G
oooo
coward who
shot
oooo
mister
Howard has
o-
o-
-o—o-
o-
-o — o-
o o-
1 1-
-2—2 2-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
-0—0-
0-
-0 — 0-
laid
poor
Jessie in his
grave
Jessie James- melody
4/4 Time Key of G
Verse:
G
-0 — 2-
0-
-0 — 0-
0-
0-
Jessie James was a
G
o o-
0-
-0—0 0-
0—0-
lad
who
D7
2
1
0-
-2—2
-0 — 0-
k ill e d many a man
-o — o-
0-
he
I °
1
I —
1 °
1
1 ° 1
o
n n
o
T. T.
~>
T. T.
n t.
1 0-
o — l
1 o !
1 0-
o —
1 '
robbed the
G
Glen-
dale
train
C
and
1 °
o
1 °
1
o
i 2 1
1 °
o
1
o
o
1
n
o
n
o
n n
1 '
1 0-
— !
1 —
1 0-
'
with his brother Frank they
G D7
robbed the Chicago bank he'd a
1 °
o
1 °
■1
o
1 °
o
1
n
1 °
o
o
o
n
r, "i
"'
H ^
1
1 !
1 !
1 0-
— "
I n U
heart and a
hand
and a brain
Jessie James was a lad who killed many a man
He robbed the Glendale train
And with his brother Frank he robbed the Chicago bank
He'd a heart and a hand and a brain
Chorus:
Jessie had a wife to mourn for his life
Three Children they were brave
But that dirty little coward who shot Mr. Howard
Has laid poor Jessie in his grave
It was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward
I wonder how he does feel
For he ate of Jessie's bread and slept in Jessie's bed
And he laid poor Jessie in his grave
It was on a Wednesday night and
the moon was shining bright
They robbed the Glendale train
And the people they did say for many miles away
It was robbed by Frank and Jessie James
Jessie James was a man, a friend to the poor
He'd never see a man suffer pain
And with his brother Frank, he robbed the Chicago bank
And stopped the Glendale train
It was his brother Frank who robbed the Gallatin bank
And carried the money from the town
It was in this very place they had a little race
For they shot Captain Sheets to the ground
It was on a Sunday night and Jessie was at home
Talking with his family brave
Robert Ford came along like a thief in the night
And laid poor Jessie in his grave
The people held their breaths when they heard of Jessie's
death
And wondered how he came to die
It was one of his gang called Little Robert Ford
He shot poor Jessie on the sly
This song was made by Billy Gashade
As soon as news did arrive
He said there was no man with the law in his hand
Who could take Jessie James when alive
Nancy Whiskey- back up
4/4 Time Ke^ of G
Nancy Whiskey
— 0-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— — — 0-
— 0-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— — — 0-
— 2-
— 1-
-0 — 0-
— 2-
-2 — 2-
-2 — 2-
— 0-
— 3-
— 2-
-0 — ci-
am
weav-
er a
Carl-
ton
weaver
000
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
3-
-2 — 2-
0-
3-
2-
-0 — ci-
am
rash
G
0000
and
rov-
ing
blade
D
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
-2 — 2-
0-
3-
2-
-0 — 0-
IVe
got
sil-
ver
in
my
pockets
000
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
-2 — 2-
0-
3-
2-
-0 — 0-
I'm
off to
fol-
low the
rov-
ing
trade
and it's
Chorus: S
000
— 0-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— — 0-
— 0-
— 0-
-0 — 0-
— 0—0-
— 2 2-
— 1 1-
-0 — 0-
— 2 2—2-
-2 — 2-
— 0-
— 3-
— 2-
-0—0-
whis-
000
key
whis- key
Nan-
C
cy
□
whis-
G
0000
key
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
0—0-
2 4-
1 3-
-0 — 2-
2 0—0-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
whis-
key
whis- key
Nan-
cy
Nancy Whiskey- melody
4/4 Time Key of G
Verse:
G
1 °
1 °
I 2
2 1
1 4
A 1
->
n
n n
-J -J
"•
1 1
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
am
weav-
er a
Carl-
ton
weaver
1 °
-0-
1 °
-0 —
1 2 — 2
2 1
, 4
A 1
~>
n
n
r>
T. T.
1 '
1 0-
—
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
am
rash
G
and
rov-
C
ing
blade
D
1 2 — 2
1
2 ,
1 1
I
1
I 2
1 1
2 ,
1
I A
1
A 1
1
n
n
n n
T. T.
i
1 0-
— '
I 0-
— I
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
IVe
got
sil-
ver
in
my
pockets
-0 — 0-
0-
I'm
off to
-0—0-
0-
fol-
-0—0-
-2 — 2-
1-
0-
2-
low the
rov-
-1—1-
fl-
ing
-3 — 3-
2-
0-
3-
-2—2-
0-
trade
and it's
I am a weaver a Carlton weaver
I am a rash and a roving blade
I've got silver in my pockets
And I follow the roving trade
And it's. . . (to chorus)
I went down to Glasgow city
Nancy Whiskey I chanced to smell
I went in, sat down beside her
Seven long years I loved her well
And it's. . . (to chorus)
The more I kissed her the more I loved her
The more I kissed her the more she smiled
I soon forgot all my mothers teachings
Nancy soon had me beguiled
And it's. . . (to chorus)
Now I rose early in the morning
To slake my thirst was my need
I tried to rise but was not able
Nancy had me by the knees
I'm going back to Carlton weaving
I'll surely make those shuttles fly
For I'll make more at the Carlton waving
Then I ever did the roving way
And it's. . . (to chorus)
So come all you weavers, you Carlton weavers
Come all you weavers wherever you be
Beware of Whiskey, Nancy Whiskey
She'll ruin you like she ruined me
And it's. . . (to chorus)
Danville Girl
Danville Girl- back up
3/4 Time Key of G
Moderately
QQQP
my pocket
book
was
G
HOOn
ernp-
,
1
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 o — 1
! — '
1 o — 1
1 '
ty
rny
1 2-
■1
2-
1-
I 2 ~
1
2-
■1
i °-
-0 1
o
1 0-
o
-0 1
-0
-n — I
-0
-n — 1
-n-
o — 1
-n-
'
heart was
full
of
pain
G
ten
2 2-
1 1-
-o — o o-
2 2-
thousand
D7
M
-0 — 0-
miles away from
home
I °-
■1
0-
1-
-u-
0-
■1
i ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 1
i
"'
-0
-n — I
-0
-n — 1
1 o — 1
1 '
bumming
the rail- road train
Danville Girl- melody
3/4 Time Key of G
my pocket
book
was
ernp-
1 ° ° 1
1 0—0
-2—0
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 o — 1
1
i o — 1
1 '
ty
my
1 2 2 1
1 2 1
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 — '
-n-
1 — '
' '
heart
was
full
of pain
G
ten
-2 2-
-1 1-
-o o-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
-2 — 0-
-0—0-
0-
-0—0-
thousand
miles away from
home
D7
bumming
the rail- road train
I °-
1
0-
■1
i ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
T. t
1
-0
-n — 1
1 o — 1
1 '
My pocket book was empty
My heart was full of pain
Ten thousand miles away from home
Bumming the railroad train
I was standing on the platform
Smoking a cheap cigar
Listening for that next freight train
To carry an empty car
Well I got off in Danville
Got stuck on a Danville girl
You bet your life she's out of sight
She wore those Danville curls
She took me in her kitchen
She treated me nice and kind
She got me in the notion
Of bumming all the time
She wore her hair on the back of her head
Like high-toned people do
But the very next train that come down the line
I bid that girl adieu
I pulled my cap down over my eyes
Walked back down to the track
Then I caught a westbound freight
And never did look back
4/4 Time Key of An Irish Soldier Laddie
Brightly
/erse:
i
a
i
2 2-
1 1-
-0—0 0-
2 2—2-
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
-2—2-
3-
1-
2-
-3—3-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
Twas a rnoring in Ju- ly
I was walking through Tip- perary when I heard the battle
i
I
i
i 2
■1
2 1
■1
I o
o 1
i o
I 2
■1
2 1
■1
I 2
2 1
■1
n
n
n
n
n
1 0-
!
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
— '
1 0-
'
cry from the mountains over-
head
as I
looked up to the
sky I saw an
ffl
i
I
i
3-
1-
-2 — 2-
-3 3 — 3-
-0
Irish
Chorus:
c
soldier
2-
1-
-o — o-
2-
-2 — 2-
laddie
he
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0—0-
0-
-0 — 0-
looked at me right fearlessly and
2-
1-
-o—o-
2-
-2—2-
said
2-
1-
-o — o-
2-
-2 — 2-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
— 0-
0-
0-
-0 — 0-
o—o-
3-
1-
-2 — 2-
3-
3-
1-
2-
-3—3-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
will you stand in the
band
G
like a
true
Irish
man
and
2-
1-
-o — o-
-2 2 — 2-
-o
2-
1-
-o — o-
2-
-2 — 2-
go to
C
fight the forces of the
o-
o-
-o — o-
o-
-o—o-
crown
o-
o-
-o — o-
o-
-o—o-
2-
1-
-o — o-
2-
-2—2-
will you march
G
with 0'-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 2-
3-
1-
-2 — 2-
3-
3-
1-
2-
-3 — 3-
3-
1-
-2 — 2-
3-
3-
1-
2-
-3—3-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2—2-
-0 — 0-
0-
-0—0-
Neil
to an
Irish
battle
field
for to- night we're going to free old Wexford
-o — o-
-2 2 — 2
o o-
-o — o-
-2 2 — 2
0-
town
An Irish Soldier Laddie
4/4 Time Key of G
-2 — 3-
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
Twas a morning
C
-0 — 2 — 0-
— ^^ 2-
in
Ju-
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
iy
3-
1-
-2 — 2-
3-
-2 — 0—0-
— ^^ 2-
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
2-
1-
-0—0-
2-
-0—2-
was walking through Tip- perary when I heard the battle
2-
1-
-o — o-
2-
o-
o-
o-
-o — o-
-2—0 — o-
-o — *— '■
cry from the mountains over-
o-
o-
-o — o-
o-
head
G
-2 — 3-
as I
2-
1-
-0 — 0-
2-
-2 — 0-
■* 2-
looked up to the
2-
1-
-o — o-
2-
sky I saw an
C
l 3
3 1
— *~i
2 1
l o
l o
o 1
l 2
2 n
P H
H A
1 o-
— '
1 o-
— !
1 !
1 0-
— w — 1
1 0-
— w u
Irish
soldier
laddie
he
looked at me right fearlessly and
said
'Twas a morning in July I was walking through Tipperary
When I heard the battle cry from the mountains overhead
As I looked up to the sky I saw and Irish soldier laddie
he looked at me right fearlessly and said:
Chorus:
Will you stand in the band like a true Irish man
And go to fight the forces of the crown?
Will you march with O'Neill to an Irish battlefield?
For tonight we're going to free old Wexford town
Said I to this soldier lad, would you take me to your captain
it would be my pride and joy for to march with you today
For my brother fell at Cork and my son at Enniscorthy
And to the noble captain I did say:
We marched back to our homes in the shadow of the evening
With our banners flying low at the memory of our dead
Oh we came back to our homes but without our soldier laddie
But I can still hear those brave words that he said:
Abdul, The Bubul Amir
Abdul, The Bubul Amir
3/4 Time Key of G
March Tempo
G
op
The sons of the
Q QPQ
prophet are hardy and
D7
M
1 ° ° 1
1
1 2 2 1
1 2 2 1
1 — '
1 —
1 — '
1 '
bold
and
I ° l=l 1
1 ° ° 1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
1 — '
1 — !
1 — l
1 '
quite unnac- customed to fear
but the
o ooo
, 1
1 ° ° 1
1 2 2 1
1 1
1 2 2 1
1 1
1 — '
1 — '
1 — '
1 '
bravest of
G D7
1 M
was a
man I am
G
as
told named
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
i ° ° r
1 — !
1 — !
1 — l
1 L
Abdul the
Bulbul
Amir
T ° ° 1
1 2 2 1
1 2 2 1
*
°
• n n
J — '
1 o o — '
1 '
The sons of the
G
prophet are hardy and
D7
bold
and
1 ^~
^ n
o
1
1 1
1 ° ° 1
1 1
"'
11 1
1 1
1 —
1 '
quite unnac-customed to fear
G C
but the
o
1 ° ° 1
1 2 2 1
11 1
1 2
1 1
H
-. **s
1 — !
1 — '
1 '
bravest of
G
all was a
D7
man
I am
told
named
1 ° ° 1
1 ° ° 1
i ° r
-5
g
n n *
1 — '
1 — '
1 0-
Abdul the
Bulbul A- mir
The sons of the prophet
are hardy and bold
And quite unaccustomed to fear
But the bravest of all was
a man I am told
Named Abdul, The Bubul Amir
When they needed a man
to encourage the van
Or harass a foe from the rear
Storm fort or redoubt,
they had only to shout
For Abdul, The Bubul Amir
Now the heroes were plenty and
well known to fame
Who fought for the ranksofthe Czar
But the bravest of these was
a man by the name
Of Ivan Skavinsky Skivar
He could imitate Irving,
play poker and pool
And strum the Spanish guitar
In fact, quite the cream
of the Muscovite team
Was Ivan Skavinsky Skivar
The ladies all loved him,
his rivals were few
He could drink them all under the bar
A gallant or tank, there
was no one to rank
With Ivan Skavinsky Skivar
One day this bold Russian
had shouldered his gun
And donned his most truculent sneer
Downtown he did go where
he trod on the toe
Of Abdul, The Bubul Amir
"Young man," said Bubul,
"has your life grown so dull
That you're anxious to end your career?
Vile infidel, know you have trod on the toe
Of Abdul, The Bubul Amir"
"So take your last sunshine and brook,
And send your regrets to the Czar.
By which I imply, you are going to die
Mr. Ivan Skavinsky Skivar."
Said Ivan, "my friend, your remarks
In the end
Will avail you little I fear;
For you will never survive
to repeat them alive
Mr. Abdul, The Bubul Amir"
Then that bold Mameluke
drew his trusty skibouk
With a cry of "Allah Akbar.:
And with murderous intent
he ferociously went
For Ivan Skavinsky Skivar
They fought all that night
'neath the pale yellow moon
The din it was heard from afar
And huge multitudes came,
so great was the fame
Of Abdul and Ivan Skivar
As Abdul's long knife
was extracting the life
In fact, he had shouted "Huzzah!"
He felt himself struck
by that wily Calmuck
Count Ivan Skavinsky Skivar
The sultan drove by on his red breasted fly
Expecting the victor to cheer
But he only drew night to hear the last sigh
Of Abdul, the Bubul Amir
Czar Petrovich too, in his spectacles blue
Rode up in his new crested car
he arrived just in time
to exchange a last line
With Ivan Skavinsky Skivar
There's a tomb rises where
The Blue Danube rolls
And 'graved there in characters clear
Are, "Stranger when passing,
oh pray for the soul
Of Ivan Skavinsky Skivar
3/4 Time Key of G
G
0000
Rosin The Beau
0000
1 1
1 0—0 1
, 2—2
1 ° ° 1
^^0
1 — '
1
1
1 '
G
OOOO
o
1 2 1
o
1 2 1
o
1 ° ° 1
o
1 0—0 1
"'
o
n i
o
"'
-^/
1 '
1 0-
1 — !
1 '
G
oooo
1 2 — 2
1 ° ° 1
I 1
1 °
-0 1
1 — ^~
-0 1
o
->
°
.-. ^^
1 o '
1 o o — '
1 o o — '
1 '
1 — — 1
1 — 5 — 5 1
1 — 5 — 5 1
1 — °
1 2 1
1 2 1
5
5
1
n
n
o
~. ~. ^J
1 '
1 '
1 '
1 '
G
0000
oooo
1
1 0—0 1
1 2—2
1 l=l ° 1
^ ^^
1 —
1 — '
1 '
1 — '
G
oooo
1
i ° r
o
1
1 L
I've traveled this world all over
And now to another I go,
And I know that good quarters are waiting
For to welcome old Rosin the Beau.
To welcome old Rosin the Beau
To welcome old Rosin the Beau
I know that good quarters are waiting
For to welcome old Rosin the Beau.
When I'm dead and laid out on the counter,
A voice you will hear from below,
Saying send down a hogshead of whisky
To drink with old Rosin the Beau.
To drink with old Rosin the Beau
To drink with old Rosin the Beau
Saying send down a hogshead of whisky
To drink with old Rosin the Beau
Get this half dozen stout fellows
And let them all stagger and go
And dig a hole in the meadow
And in it put Rosin the Beau
And in it put Rosin the Beau
And in it put Rosin the Beau
And dig a hole in the meadow
And in it put Rosin the Beau
Grab a couple of bottles
Put them at my head and my toe
With a diamond ring scratch on them
The name of old Rosin the Beau
The name of old Rosin the Beau
The name of old Rosin the Beau
With a diamond ring scratch on them
The name of old Rosin the Beau
And get a half dozen stout fellows
And stack them all in a row
Let them drink out of half gallon bottles
To the memory of Rosin the Beau
To the memory of Rosin the Beau
To the memory of Rosin the Beau
Let them drink out of half gallon bottles
To the memory of Rosin the Beau
I feel that tyrant approaching
That cruel remorseless foe
But I lift my glass in his honor
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
But I lift my glass in his honor
Take a drink with old Rosin the Beau
Live Music Archive
Librivox Free Audio
Metropolitan Museum
Cleveland Museum of Art
Internet Arcade
Console Living Room
Books to Borrow
Open Library
TV News
Understanding 9/11