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Slow 4/4 A PICTURE FROM LIFE’S OTHER SIDE -- Hank Williams

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3v-0-y5Z0o Seldom Scene in A

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVnqz-vZS1k Kristofferson in F

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4M_AHB0g98E Hank in G (a little sharp)


I / A D / A A7 / D (D-) / A /

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/ A / A7 / D (D-) / A /

/ D (D/c#) / A (A6) / B E / A / A /


SPOKEN


In the world's gallery of pictures Hang scenes that are painted from life

pictures of love and of passion pictures of peace and of strife

pictures of youth and of beauty Of old age and a blushing young bride

But the saddest of all that hang on the wall Are the pictures from life's other side


INTRO (A) lead in / B E / A / A /
Just a picture from life's other side Someone has fell by the way

A life has gone out with the tide That might have been happy some day

There's a poor old mother at home She's watching and waiting alone

Just longing to hear from a loved one so dear Just a

picture from life's other side
The first scene is that of a gambler Who had lost all his money at play

He takes a dead mother's ring from his finger That she wore long ago on her wedding day

It's his last earthly treasure but he stakes it Then he bows his head that his shame he might hide

But when they lifted his head the gambler was was dead

It’s just a picture from life's other side
Now the last scene is that by the river Of a heartbroken mother and babe

The harbor lights shine and they shimmer On an outcast whom no one will save

Yes she was once a true woman She was somebody's darling and pride

God help her she leaps for there's no one to weep

It's just a picture from life's other side
REPEAT FIRST VERSE

BIG ROCK CANDY MOUNTIAN – Burl Ives


C G C

One evening as the sun went down and the jungle fires were burning

C G C

Down the track came a hobo hiking and he said, "Boys I'm not turning" I'm



F C F C F C G

headed for a land that's far away besides the crystal fountain So

C G C

come with me we'll go and see the Big Rock Candy Mountain


C F C


In the Big Rock Candy Mountain There's a land that's fair and bright the

F C F G


handouts grow on bushes and you sleep out every night Where the

C F C


boxcars all are empty and the sun shines every day On the

F C F C F C

birds and the bees the cigarette trees the lemonade springs where the

F C G C


bluebird sings in The Big Rock Candy Mountain

C F C


In The Big Rock Candy Mountain all the cops have wooden legs and the

F C F G


bulldogs all have rubber teeth and the hens lay soft boiled eggs The

C F C


farmer's trees are full of fruit and the barns are full of hay Oh I'm

F C F C F C

bound to go where there ain't no snow where there ain't no fall and the

F C G C


winds don't blow in The Big Rock Candy Mountain
C F C

In The Big Rock Candy Mountain you never change your socks and the

F C F G

little streams of alcohol come a tricklin' down the rocks The

C F C

brakemen have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind There's a



F C F C F C

lake of stew and of wiskey too you can paddle all around them in a

F C G C

big canoe in The Big Rock Candy Mountain


C F C

In The Big Rock Candy Mountain the jails are made of tin and

F C F G

you can walk right out again as soon as you are in There

C F C

ain't no short handle shovels no axes saws or picks I'm



F C F C

gonna stay where you sleep all day where they

F C F C

hung the jerk that invented work in The



G C C F C F

Big Rock Candy Mountain .....


C F C F C G C

I'll see you all this commin fall in the Big Rock Candy Mountain


BIGGEST THING THAT MAN HAS EVER DONE (aka. The Great Historical Bum) – WG


I'm just a lonesome traveler, The Great Historical Bum.

Highly educated from history I have come.

I built the Rock of Ages, 'twas in the Year of One

And that was about the biggest thing that man had ever done.


I worked in the Garden of Eden, that was the year of two,

Joined the apple pickers union, I always paid my due;

I'm the man that signed the contract to raise the rising sun,

And that was about the biggest thing that man had ever done.


I was straw boss on the Pyramids, the Tower of Babel, too;

I opened up the ocean let the migrant children through,

I fought a million battles and I never lost a one,

And that was about the biggest thing that man had ever done.


I beat the daring Roman, I beat the daring Turk,

Defeated Nero's army with thirty minutes work,

I fought the greatest leaders and I licked them everyone

And that was about the biggest thing that man had ever done.


I stopped old Caesar's Romans, and I stopped the Kubla Khan;

I took but half an hour's work to beat the Pharaoh's bands;

I knocked old Kaiser Bill flat, then I dumped the bloody Huns,

And that's about the biggest thing that man has ever done.


I was in the Revolution when we set the country free;

Me and a couple of Indians that dumped the Boston tea;

We won the battle at Valley Forge, the battle of Bully Run;

And that was about the biggest thing that man has ever done.


Next, we won the slavery war, some other folks and me,

And every slave from sea to sea was all turned loose by me.

I divorced old Madam slavery, and I wed this freedom dame.

And that's about the biggest thing that man has ever done.


And then I took to farming on the great midwestern plain,

The dust it blowed a hundred years, but never come a rain'

Well, me and a million other fellas left there on the run

And that was about the biggest thing that man has ever done.


I clumb the rocky canyon where the Columbia River rolls,

Seen the salmon leaping the rapids and the falls

The big Grand Coulee Dam in the state of Washington

Is just about the biggest thing that man has ever done.


There's a building in New York that you call the Empire State

I rode the rods to 'Frisco to walk the Golden Gate

I've seen every foot of film that Hollywood has run

But Coulee is the biggest thing that man has ever done.


Three times the size of Boulder or the highest pyramid

Makes the Tower of Babel a plaything for a kid

From the rising of the river to the setting of the sun

The Coulee is the biggest thing that man has ever done.


There was a man across the ocean, I guess you knew him well,

His name was Adolf Hitler, goddam his soul to hell;

We kicked him in the panzers and put him on the run,

And that was about the biggest thing that man has ever done.


I'm living with my freedom wife in this big land we built;

It takes all forty eight States for me to spread my quilt.

Our kids are several millions now; they run from sun to sun.

And that's about the biggest thing that man has ever done.


I built mines and mills and factories to run for Uncle Sam;

I turned th' ploughs and wheels to feed my soldiers in your lands;

This Nazi job's a tough 'un, it'll take us everyone,

'Cause this is about the biggest thing that man has ever done.


There's warehouse guys and teamsters and guys that skin the cats

Guys that run my steel mill, my furnace and my blast

We'll stop the Axis rattlesnakes and thieves of old Nippon

And that will be the biggest thing that man has ever done.


I'd better quit my talking, 'cause I told you all I know,

But please remember, pardner, wherever you may go,

The people are building a peaceful world, and when the job is done

That'll be the biggest thing that man has ever done.


I better quit my talking now; I told you all I know,

But please remember, pardner, wherever you may go,

I'm older than your old folks, and I'm younger than the young,

And I'm about the biggest thing that man has ever done.

BOLL WEEVIL –Brook Benton, Eddie Cochrane

D7 G


Oh, th e boll weevil is a little black bug

Come from Mexico, they say,

Em

Come all the way from Texas,



A7 G

Just a- lookin' for a place to stay,

D7

Just a-lookin' for a home,



G

Just a-lookin' for a home.


Now, the first time I seen the boll weevil,

He was settin' on the square,

The next time I seen the boll weevil,

Had his whole family there,

Just a-lookin' for a home, (twice)

The farmer took the boll weevil,

He put him in the hot sand,

The weevil say, "This is mighty hot,

But I'll stand it like a man,"

This'll be my home, (twice)

Then the farmer took the boll weevil

And put him in a cake of ice,

The weevil say to the farmer,

"This is mighty cool and nice,"

This'll be my home, (twice)

Then the boll weevil say to the doctor,

"You can throw out all them pills,

'Cause when I get through with the farmer,

Cain't pay no doctor bills,"

Won't have no home, (twice)

Well the merchant got half the cotton,

The boll weevil got the rest,

Didn't leave that farmer's wife

But one old cotton dress,

And it's full of holes, (twice)

Well the farmer say to the merchant,

"We ain't made but only one bale;

And before we give you that one

We'll fight and go to jail,"

We'll have a home, (twice)

And if anybody should ask you

Who it was that made this song,

Just tell him it was a poor farmer,

With a pair of blue overalls on,

Ain't got no home, (twice)
EDDIE COCHRANE VERSION

C slide to C# C slide C#

(Wah-hoo)

C#

Well the boll weevil and the little black bug Come from a-Mexico they say



Came all the way to Texas Just a-lookin' for a place to stay

G# C#


Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home

[ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/e/eddie-cochran/199588.html ]

C slide C#

(Doo-doo-wop-wop)

C#

Well the first time that I seen the boll weevil



He was a-sittin' on the square

Well the next time that I seen him

He had his a-family there

G# C#


Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home

C slide C#

(Doo-doo-wop-wop)

C#

Well the farmer took the boll weevil



And he put him on the red hot sand

Well the weevil said this is a-mighty hot

But I take it like a man

G# C#


This will be my home, this will be my home

C#

Well the farmer took the boll weevil



And he put him on a keg of ice

Well the weevil said to the farmer

This is mighty cool and nice

G# C#


This will be my home, this will be my home

Cslide to C#

(Doo-doo-wop-wop)

C#

Well if anybody should ask you



Who it was who sang this song

Say a guitar picker from a-Oklahoma city

With a pair of blue jeans on

G# C#


Just a-lookin' for a home, just a-lookin' for a home

C slide to C#

(Doo-doo-wop-wop)

COLUMBUS STOCKADE BLUES -- Carter Family, Johnny Paycheck


Intro: start strumming in G


verse 1:

G) Way down,in Columbus Georg - ia

(D) Wan-na be back to Tennes(G)see

(G) Way down, in Columbus Stock-ade

(D)friends have turned their backs on(G) me
Chorus

(C)go and leave me if you (G)want to

(c)Nev-er let me cross your(D) mind

in your(G) heart, you love a-noth-er

(D) Leave, lit-tle dar-lin, I don't(G) mind
verse 2:

(G) Last night, as I lay sleep-ing

I(D) dream-ed I held you in my(G) arms.

(G) When I a-woke, I was mis-tak-en,

I was(D) peekin' through the (D)bars.

GWay down in Columbus Georgia

D7Wanna be back in TennesGsee
Way down in Columbus Stockade

D7Friends have turned their backs on Gme


Well Cgo away and leave me if you Gwish to

CNever let me cross your D7mind

In your Gheart you love another

D7Leave me little darling I don't Gmind


Repeat
D7Leave me little darling I don't Gmind

CURLY HEADED BABY -- Woody Guthrie, Doc Watson


She's my curly headed baby Used to set on daddy's knee

She's my curly headed baby Comes from sunny Tennessee


I have loved her since I met her She is all the world to me

She's my curly headed baby Comes from sunny Tennessee.


I'm a-gonna tell you 'bout these women I'm a-gonna tell you what they do

Hang their heads up on your shoulder Flirt around with another too


I'd rather be in some dark holler Where the sun refuses to shine

Than to see her with another When you promised to be mine


I was happy when I kissed her And she gave her love to me

She's the prettiest little baby That ever fell in love with me


She's my curly headed baby And I hope someday to be

Walking by her side forever Down in sunny Tennessee.

E B7 E

She's my curly headed baby



E B7

She's from sunny Tennessee

E E7 A7

She's my curly headed baby



E B7 E

She's more than all the world to me


E B7 E

I have loved her since I met her (yes sir)

E B7

More than any tongue can tell



E E7 A7

If she ever proved false hearted

E B7 E

It would be so hard to say farewell



E B7 E

Yodeleyie-ie-ie-ie


(break)
Now let me tell you 'bout some women (mmhmm)

I can tell you how they'll do

They’re gonna be cryin' on your shoulder

And be flirting with another too


Chorus
She's my curly headed baby

She's from sunny Tennessee

She's my curly headed baby

She's more than all the world to me

Yodeleyie-ie-ie-ie
(break)
When I look into her blue eyes

There's more than words can ever say

I could never love some other

No one else can make me feel this way


She's my curly headed baby

She's from sunny Tennessee

She's my curly headed baby

She's more than all the world to me

Yodeleyie-ie-ie-ie

DO RE MI – Woody Guthrie


C F

Lots of folks back East, they say, is leavin' home every day,

G C

Beatin' the hot old dusty way to the California line.



F

'Cross the desert sands they roll, gettin' out of that old dust bowl,

G C

They think they're goin' to a sugar bowl, but here's what they find



G

Now, the police at the port of entry say,


"You're number fourteen thousand for today."
C G

Oh, if you ain't got the do re mi, folks, you ain't got the do re mi,

C

Why, you better go back to beautiful Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee.



F

California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see;

C

But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot



G C

If you ain't got the do re mi.


C F

You want to buy you a home or a farm, that can't deal nobody harm,

G C

Or take your vacation by the mountains or sea.



F

Don't swap your old cow for a car, you better stay right where you are,

G C

Better take this little tip from me.



G

'Cause I look through the want ads every day


But the headlines on the papers always say:
Oh, if you ain't got the do re mi, boys, you ain't got the do re mi,

Why, you better go back to beautiful Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, Georgia, Tennessee.

California is a garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see;

But believe it or not, you won't find it so hot

If you ain't got the do re mi.
DO RE MI -- Woody Guthrie
INTRO / D / D /
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II / D / D / D / A /

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I Well thousands of folks back East they say, are leavin home most every day, and beatin the hot old dusty way, to the California line.

Across the desert sands they rode, gettin out of that old Dust Bowl, they think they're goin to a sugar bowl, but here is what they find:

The police at the port of entry say, you're number fourteen thousand for today
II If you ain't got the Do Re Mi, if you ain't got the Do Re Mi

Well you'd better go back to beautiful Texas, Oklahoma Georgia Kansas Tennessee.

California is a Garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see, but believe it or not you won't find it so hot, if you ain't got the Do Re Mi.

I If you wanna buy a home or farm, that can't deal nobody harm, or take your vacations by the mountains or the sea.

Don't swap your cow for a car, you'd better stay right where you are, and take this little tip from me.

Cause I look through the want-ads every day, and headlines on the papers always say:

II If you ain't got the Do Re Mi, if you ain't got the Do Re Mi

Well you'd better go back to beautiful Texas, Oklahoma Georgia Kansas Tennessee.

California is a Garden of Eden, a paradise to live in or see, but believe it or not you won't find it so hot, if you ain't got the Do Re Mi.

I'M THINKING TONIGHT OF MY BLUE EYES -- Hank Snow, Carter Family


G C

I'm thinking tonight of my blues eyes

D7 G

Who is sailing all over the sea



C

Oh I'm thinking tonight of you only

D7 G

And I wonder if she ever thinks of me


C

Could been better for us if we never

D7 G

In this wide and wicked world had never met



C

Oh the pleasures we both seemed together

D7 G

I am sure of love I'll never forget


C

Oh you told me once dear that you love me

D7 G

And you promised that we never would part



C

But a link in the chain has been broken

D7 G

Leaving me with a sad and aching heart


Repeat #1
C

When the cold cold ground is around me

D7 G

Won't you come dear and shed just one tear



C

And say to the strangers around you

D7 G

Of your heart you have broken last year


CARTER FAMILY WORDS

A D


Would've been better for us both had we never

E A


In this wide wicked world had never met

D

For the pleasure we've both known together



E A

I'm sure, love, I'll never forget

[Chorus]
A D

Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes

E A

Who is sailing far over the sea



D

Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes

E A

And I wonder if he ever thinks of me



A D

Oh, you told me once, dear, that you loved me

E A

And you swore that we never would part



D

But a link in the chain has been broken

E A

Leavin' me with a sad and aching heart



A D

Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes

E A

Who is sailing far over the sea



D

Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes

E A

And I wonder if he ever thinks of me



A D

When the cold, cold grave shall enclose me

E A

Will you come there and shed just one tear



D

And say to the strangers around you

E A

A poor heart you have broken lies here



A D

Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes

E A

Who is sailing far over the sea



D

Oh, I'm thinking tonight of my blue eyes

E A

And I wonder if he ever thinks of me



IDA RED – Bob Wills
Square dance tempo
A

Light the pilot fire in the grate

E7

Clock on the mantle says it's gettin' late



A A7 D Dm

Curtains on the window, snowy white

A E7

Fatheret the witless it's Sunday night



A D

Chor : Ida Red, Ida Red

A E7 A

I'm a plumb fool 'bout Ida Red


Lights in the parlor, fires in the grate,

Clock on the mantle says it's a'gettin' late,

Curtains on the window, snowy white,

The parlor's pleasant on Sunday night.


Chorus:
Ida Red, Ida Red, I'm a plumb fool 'bout Ida Red,
Lamp on the table, picture on the wall,

There's a pretty sofa and that's not all,

If I'm not mistaken and I'm sure I'm right,

They's somebody else in the parlor tonight.


Repeat chorus:
Chicken in the bread pan peckin' out dough,

Granny will-ya dog bite, no chile no,

Hurry up boys and don't fool around,

Grab your partner and truck on down.


Repeat chorus:
My Ol' Missus swore to me,

When she died she'd set me free,

She lived so long her head got bald,

She took a notion not to die at all.


Repeat chorus:
Light's a'burnin' dim, fires a'gettin' low,

Somebody says it's time to go,

I hear the whisper, gentle and light,

Don't forget to come next Sunday night.


Repeat chorus:

IT TAKES A MARRIED MAN – Woody Guthrie


Well you single boys can ramble, you single boys can roam,

but it takes a married man, boys, to sing a worried song.


It was once I used to ramble, and I sung a single song,

But it's now that I am married, boys, I had to change my tune.


I was rough and I was rowdy when I led a single life

But I got to take it easy since I got myself a wife.


I have got six little children to feed and educate

And it's really got me thinking, not a nickel on the place.


I am very happy married and I got to save my dough

we have got six children and expecting several more,


Yes we got six children, and expecting several more

Kids run out like cattle when you open up the door.


Yes you single boys can ramble and can lead a rowdy life

But you'll have to take it easy when you get yourself a wife


You will have a flock of children and have others coming on

It takes a married man, boys, to sing a worried song.


Chorus:

I'm a married man, I sing a worried song.

LONESOME ROAD BLUES -- Bill Monroe
C

I’m going down this long lonesome road lawd lawd

F C

I’m going down this long lonesome road



F C

I’m going down this long lonesome road lawd lawd

G7 C

And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way



I'm going down this road feeling bad lawd lawd

F C


I'm going down this road feeling bad

F C


I'm going down this road feeling bad lawd lawd

G7 C


And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

I’m way down in jail on my knees lawd lawd

F C

I’m way down in jail on my knees



F C

Way down in jail on my knees lawd lawd

G7 C

And I ain't a-gonna be treated this away



They feed me on corn bread and beans

F C


They feed me on corn bread and beans

F C


They feed me on corn bread and beans lawd lawd

G7 C


And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way

MAPLE ON THE HILL -- Ralph Stanley, Carter Family


G C G

In a quiet country village stood a Maple On The Hill

G D

Where I sat with my Geneva long ago



G C G

As the stars were shining brightly we could hear the whippoorwill

G D7 G

As we sat beneath that Maple On The Hill


Fiddle Solo
G C G

We would sing love songs together while the birds had gone to rest

G D

We would listen to the murmur o'er the hill



G C G

Will you love me little darling as you did those starry nights

G D7 G

As we sat beneath that Maple On The Hill


guitar solo
G C G

Don't forget me, little darling when they lay me down to die

G D

Just one little wish, darling that I pray



G C G

As you linger there in sadness thinking darling, of the past

G D7 G

Lay your teardrops kiss the flowers on my grave


banjo solo
G C G

I will soon be with the angels on that bright and peaceful shore

G D

Even now I hear them coming o'er the hill



G C G

So goodbye my little darling, it is time for us to part

G D7 G

I must leave you and that Maple On The Hill


MISTER LINDBERGH -- WG

Burton Wheeler = isolationist Senator from Montana

Bennett Champ Clark = isolationist Senator from Missouri

Gerald Prentice Nye = isolationist Senator from N Dakota

Herbert Hoover = isolationist POTOS
Mr. Charlie Lindbergh, he flew to old Berlin,

Got him a big Iron Cross, and he flew right back again

To Washington, Washington.
Mrs. Charlie Lindbergh, she come dressed in red,

Said, “I’d like to sleep in that pretty White House bed

In Washington, Washington.”
Lindy said to Annie: “We’ll get there by and by,

But we’ll have to split the bed up with Wheeler, Clark, and Nye

In Washington, Washington.”
Hitler wrote to Lindy, said “Do your very worst,”

Lindy started an outfit that he called America First

In Washington, Washington.
All around the country, Lindbergh he did fly,

Gasoline was paid for by Hoover, Clark, and Nye

In Washington, Washington.
Lindy said to Hoover: “We’ll do the same as France:

Make a deal with Hitler, and then we’ll get our chance

In Washington, Washington
Then they had a meetin’, and all the Firsters come,

Come on the walk and they come on the run

In Washington, Washington
Yonder comes Father Coughlin, wearin’ the silver chain,

Cash on his stomach and Hitler on the brain.

In Washington, Washington
Mister John L. Lewis would sit and straddle the fence,

His daughter signed with Lindbergh, and we ain’t seen her since

In Washington, Washington
Hitler said to Lindy: “Stall ‘em all you can,

Gonna bomb Pearl Harbor with the help of old Japan.”

In Washington, Washington
Then on a December mornin’, the bombs come from Japan,

Wake Island and Pearl Harbor, kill fifteen hundred men.

Washington, Washington
Now Lindy tried to join the army, but they wouldn’t let ‘im in,

‘Fraid he’d sell to Hitler a few more million men.

In Washington, Washington
So I’m gonna tell you people, if Hitler’s gonna be beat,

The common working people have got to take the seat

In Washington, Washington.
And I’m gonna tell you workers, ‘fore you cash in your checks:

They say America First, but they mean America Next

In Washington, Washington.

Moderate 2/4 PASTURES OF PLENTY -- Woody Guthrie

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BH2DJvgNlMA WG in D (plays sharp) all one chord

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aJjvB9jURyM Union Station in D split AD last measure

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5vfqgXnzd0k&feature=kp Odetta G- (flat) + F turnaround

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6_rwfxG7KA0 Tom Paxton in C#m

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-p1ZSXU7o8 Country Joe in E-



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INTRO / E- / E- / E- / E- /
It's a mighty hard road, my poor hands have known

My feet have traveled a hot dusty road.

Out of the Dust Bowl, and westward we roll

Through deserts so hot, and mountains so cold.
I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
Slept on the ground in the light of the moon

On the edge of your cities, you see me and then

I come with the dust and I'm gone, with the wind.
California, Arizona, I make all your crops

Then northward to Oregon, to gather your hops.

Dig beets from your ground, cut grapes from your vines

To set on your table your light sparkling wine.
INSTRUMENTAL
Green Pastures of Plenty, from dry desert ground

From the Grand Coulee dam, where the water runs down.

Every state of this union, migrants have been

We come with the dust and we're gone, with the wind.
It's always we ramble, that river and I

All along your green valleys, I'll work till I die.

My land I’ll defend with my life, if it be



Cause Pastures of Plenty must always, be free.
INSTRUMENTAL
4/4 PASTURES OF PLENTY -- Woody Guthrie

uptempo rolling beat

It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of your Dust Bowl and Westward we roll
Through deserts so hot and through mountains so cold

I worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes


Slept on the ground in the light of the moon
On the edge of the city you've see us and then
We come with the dust and we’re gone with the wind

California, Arizona, I make all your crops


Then north up to Oregon to gather your hops
Dig the beets from your ground, cut the grapes from your vine
To set on your tables your light sparkling wine

It's always we rambled, that river and I


Along your green valley, I’ll work till I die
My land I’ll defend with my life, if it be

Cause pastures of plenty must always be free

I’ll wander all over your green growing land

Wherever your crops are I’ll lend you my hands

On the edge of the city you'll see me and then
I come with the dust and I’m gone with the wind

Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground


From the Grand Coulee Dam where water runs down
Every state of the Union us migrants have been
We come with the dust and we’re gone with the wind
I’ll travel this road ‘till death sets me free

PHILADELPHIA LAWYER -- Woody Guthrie, Merle Haggard


C G7

Way out in Reno Neva-da

C

Where romance blooms and fades



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A great Philadelphia lawyer

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Was in love with a Hollywood maid


Way out in Reno, Nevada Where romance blooms and fades

A great Philadelphia lawyer Was in love with a Hollywood maid


Come, love and we'll go ramblin' Down where the lights are so bright

I'll win you a divorce from your husband And we can get married tonight


Wild Bill was a gun-totin' cowboy Ten notches were carved in his gun

And all the boys around Reno Left Wild Bill's maiden alone


One night when Bill was returning From ridin' the range in the cold

He dreamed of his Hollywood sweetheart Her love was as lasting as gold


As he drew near her window Two shadows he saw on the shade

It was the great Philadelphia lawyer Makin' love to Bill's Hollywood maid


The night was as still as the desert The moon hangin' high overhead

Bill listened awhile through the window He could hear every word that he said


"Your hands are so pretty and lovely Your form's so rare and divine

Come go with me to the city And leave this wild cowboy behind"


Now tonight back in old Pennsylvania Among those beautiful pines

There's one less Philadelphia lawyer In old Philadelphia tonight

PITTSBURGH TOWN – WG

= CRAWDAD HOLE

Jones and Laughlin Steel

Later sung in Public Schools Lyrics about the smokiness of the town were replaced with the line "Pittsburgh town is a great old town."


Pittsburgh town is a smoky ol' town, Pittsburgh

Pittsburgh town is a smoky ol' town, Pittsburgh

Pittsburgh town is a smoky ol' town

Solid iron from McKeesport down

Pittsburgh, Lord God, Pittsburgh
Well what did Jones and Laughlan steal? Pittsburgh

What did Jones and Laughlan steal? Pittsburgh

What did Jones and Laughlan steal?

Up an' down the river jus' as far as you can see

In Pittsburgh, Lord God, Pittsburgh
All I do is cough and choke in Pittsburgh

All I do is cough and choke in Pittsburgh

All I do is cough and choke

From the iron filings and the sulphur smoke

In Pittsburgh, Lord God, Pittsburgh
From the Allegheny to the Ohio, in Pittsburgh

Allegheny to the Ohio

Allegheny to the Ohio

They're joining up in the C.I.O.

Pittsburgh, Lord God, Pittsburgh

2/4


PRETTY BOY FLOYD -- Woody Guthrie

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G4YKUJZI5Bg WG out of tune Eb hard to follow time

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UA3hJEbUp7g Byrds G
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II / G / G / C / G /

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INTRO I
Well gather round me children a story I will tell

About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw Oklahoma knew him well

In the town of Shawnee on Saturday afternoon

His wife by him in a wagon as into town they rode


Then along come the deputy sheriff in a manner rather rude

With vulgar words of language Floyd’s wife she overheard

Then Pretty Boy grabbed a log chain the deputy grabbed a gun

And in the fight that followed he laid that deputy down


INSTRUMENTAL II
Then he ran through the trees and bushes and he lived a life of shame

Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name

He ran through the trees and bushes to the Canadian river shore

And many a starving farmer opened up his door


In Oklahoma City on a Christmas Day

A carload of groceries with a letter that did say

You say that I'm an outlaw you say that I'm a thief

Well here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief


INSTRUMENTAL II
As through this life you travel you'll meet some funny men

Some will rob you with a six-gun some with a fountain pen

As through this life you ramble as through this life you roam

You’ll never see an outlaw drive a family from their home


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/ D / G / C D / G ring / ; D G pop /


SINKING OF THE REUBEN JAMES -- Woody Guthrie

= Wildwood Flower


Have you heard of a ship called the good Reuben James

Manned by hard fighting men both of honor and fame?

She flew the Stars and Stripes of the land of the free

But tonight she's in her grave at the bottom of the sea.


Tell me what were their names, tell me what were their names,

Did you have a friend on the good Reuben James?

What were their names, tell me, what were their names?

Did you have a friend on the good Reuben James


Well, a hundred men went down in that dark watery grave

When that good ship went down only forty-four were saved.

'Twas the last day of October we saved the forty-four

From the cold ocean waters and the cold icy shore.


It was there in the dark of that uncertain night

That we watched for the U-boats and waited for a fight.

Then a whine and a rock and a great explosion roared

And they laid the Reuben James on that cold ocean floor.


Now tonight there are lights in our country so bright

In the farms and in the cities they're telling of the fight.

And now our mighty battleships will steam the bounding main

And remember the name of that good Reuben James.

SO LONG, IT'S BEEN GOOD TO KNOW YUH (DUSTY OLD DUST) -- Woody Guthrie
I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again,

Of the place that I lived on the wild windy plains,

In the month called April, county called Gray,

And here's what all of the people there say:


CHORUS: So long, it's been good to know yuh;

So long, it's been good to know yuh;

So long, it's been good to know yuh.

This dusty old dust is a-gettin' my home,

And I got to be driftin' along.
A dust storm hit, an' it hit like thunder;

It dusted us over, an' it covered us under;

Blocked out the traffic an' blocked out the sun,

Straight for home all the people did run,

Singin':
CHORUS
We talked of the end of the world, and then

We'd sing a song an' then sing it again.

We'd sit for an hour an' not say a word,

And then these words would be heard:


CHORUS
Sweethearts sat in the dark and sparked,

They hugged and kissed in that dusty old dark.

They sighed and cried, hugged and kissed,

Instead of marriage, they talked like this:

"Honey..."
CHORUS
Now, the telephone rang, an' it jumped off the wall,

That was the preacher, a-makin' his call.

He said, "Kind friend, this may the end;

An' you got your last chance of salvation of sin!"


The churches was jammed, and the churches was packed,

An' that dusty old dust storm blowed so black.

Preacher could not read a word of his text,

An' he folded his specs, an' he took up collection,

Said: CHORUS

STEWBALL


D G A

D

Old Stewball was a racehorse,



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And I wish he were mine.

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He never drank water,



D G A

He only drank wine.


D

His bridle was silver, And his mane it was gold,

And the worth of his saddle Has never been told.
Oh the fairgrounds were crowded, And Stewball was there,

But the betting was heavy On the bay and the mare.


As they were approaching, About half way around,

The gray mare she stumbled and fell to the ground.


And away out yonder, Ahead of them all,

Came a-prancing and a-dancing, My noble Stewball.


I bet on the gray mare And I bet on the bay.

If I'd bet on old Stewball I'd be a free man today.


Oh the hoot owl she hollers, And the turtle dove moans.

I'm a poor boy in trouble. I'm a long way from home.


Old Stewball was a racehorse, And I wish he were mine.

He never drank water, He only drank wine.

TALKING DUST BOWL BLUES – Woody Guthrie
Back in Nineteen Twenty-Seven, I had a little farm and I called that heaven.

Well, the prices up and the rain come down, And I hauled my crops all into town --

I got the money, bought clothes and groceries Fed the kids, and raised a family.
Rain quit and the wind got high, And the black ol' dust storm filled the sky.

And I swapped my farm for a Ford machine, And I poured it full of this gas-i-line --

And I started, rockin' an' a-rollin', Over the mountains, out towards the old Peach Bowl.
Way up yonder on a mountain road, I had a hot motor and a heavy load,

I's a-goin' pretty fast, there wasn't even stoppin', bouncin' up and down, like popcorn poppin' --

Had a breakdown, sort of a nervous bustdown of some kind, There was a feller there, a mechanic feller, Said it was en-gine trouble.
Way up yonder on a mountain curve, It's way up yonder in the piney wood,

An' I give that rollin' Ford a shove, An' I's a-gonna coast as far as I could --

Commence coastin', pickin' up speed, Was a hairpin turn, I didn't make it.
Man alive, I'm a-tellin' you, The fiddles and the guitars really flew.

That Ford took off like a flying squirrel An' it flew halfway around the world --

Scattered wives and childrens All over the side of that mountain.
We got out to the West Coast broke, So dad-gum hungry I thought I'd croak,

An' I bummed up a spud or two, An' my wife fixed up a tater stew --

We poured the kids full of it, Mighty thin stew, though,

You could read a magazine right through it.

Always have figured That if it'd been just a little bit thinner,

Some of these here politicians Coulda seen through it.

Key of A THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND – 1940 Woody Guthrie

Written in response to God Bless America, WG considered complacent


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxiMrvDbq3s WG in D (sharp)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pqZ3oNsMVr0 Arlo in A (adds V7 and II-)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XbYAVWRAoQ4 Springsteen G slow, out of time

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And when I rode that ribbon of highway, I saw above me that endless skyway

I saw below me that golden valley, this land was made for you and me


I roamed and rambled, followed my footsteps, through sparkling sands of diamond deserts

And all around me a voice was calling, it said this land was made for you and me


CHORUS

a b c# d d d a b c# c# c# a c# b b b b a b c# c#

This land is your land, this land is my land, from California, to the New York island

From the redwood forest, to the Gulf Stream waters, this land was made for you and me


The sun came shining and I was rolling, the wheat fields waving the dust cloud growing

A voice was sounding as the fog was lifting, this land was made for you and me


There was a sign there that tried to stop me that sign was posted, said "no trespassing."

But on the back side it didn't say nothing that side was made for you and me.


CHORUS
LAST CHORUS / D / A / F#- / E /

/ D / F#- / E / A /


This land is your land, this land is my land, from California, to the New York island

From the redwood forest, to the Gulf Stream waters, this land was made for you and me


END INSTRUMENTAL

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THIS TRAIN IS BOUND FOR GLORY – Rosetta Tharpe

= MY BABE – Little Walter


This train is bound for glory, this train.

This train is bound for glory, this train.

This train is bound for glory, Don't carry nothing but the righteous and the holy.

This train is bound for glory, this train.


This train don't carry no gamblers, this train;

This train don't carry no gamblers, this train;

This train don't carry no gamblers, Liars, thieves, nor big shot ramblers,

This train is bound for glory, this train.


This train don't carry no liars, this train;

This train don't carry no liars, this train;

This train don't carry no liars, She's streamlined and a midnight flyer,

This train don't carry no liars, this train.


This train don't carry no smokers, this train;

This train don't carry no smokers, this train

This train don't carry no smokers, Two bit liars, small time jokers,

This train don't carry no smokers, this train.


This train don't carry no con men, this train;

This train don't carry no con men, this train;

This train don't carry no con men, No wheeler dealers, here and gone men,

This train don't carry no con men, this train.


This train don't carry no rustlers, this train;

This train don't carry no rustlers, this train;

This train don't carry no rustlers, Sidestreet walkers, two bit hustlers,

This train is bound for glory, this train.

VIGILANTE MAN – Woodie Guthrie
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Have you seen that vigilante man?

F C

Have you seen that vigilante man?



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Have you seen that vigilante man?

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I been hearin' his name all over the land.


Well, what is a vigilante man?

Tell me, what is a vigilante man?

Has he got a gun and a club in his hand?

Is that a vigilante man?


Rainy night down in the engine house,

Sleepin' just as still as a mouse,

Man come along an' he chased us out in the rain.

Was that a vigilante man?


Stormy days we passed the time away,

Sleepin' in some good warm place.

Man come along an' we give him a little race.

Was that a vigilante man?


Preacher Casey was just a workin' man,

And he said, "Unite all you working men."

Killed him in the river some strange man.

Was that a vigilante man?


Oh, why does a vigilante man,

Why does a vigilante man

Carry that sawed-off shot-gun in his hand?

Would he shoot his brother and sister down?


I rambled 'round from town to town,

I rambled 'round from town to town,

And they herded us around like a wild herd of cattle.

Was that the vigilante men?


Have you seen that vigilante man?

Have you seen that vigilante man?

I've heard his name all over this land.
WHAT DID THE DEEP SEA SAY? -- Woody Guthrie
Oh captain tell me true, does my sailor sail with you?

No, he does not sail with me, He sleeps on the bottom of the sea.


CHORUS: What did the deep sea say? Tell me, what did the deep sea say?

It moaned and groaned And it splashed and it foamed

And it rolled on its weary way.
Well, he promised he'd write to me, but his promise he never kept true.

Never a word from my sailor have I heard Since he sailed on that ocean blue.


CHORUS
A beautiful rose every day I placed on the crest of the waves.

Said "Take it please, And let the petals fall Above his watery grave."


CHORUS

WHAT WOULD YOU GIVE IN EXCHANGE FOR YOUR SOUL -- Cash, Webb Pierce, Monroe

[3/4 time]
G

Brother afar from the Savior today

D7

Risking your soul for the things that decay



G

Oh if today God should call you away

D7 G

What would you give in exchange for your soul



What would you give what would you give

D7

What would you give in exchange for your soul



G

Oh if today God should call you away

D7 G

What would you give in exchange for your soul



Mercy is calling you won't you take heed

D7

Must the dear Savior still tenderly plead



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This night your soul it is precious indeed

D7 G

What would you give in exchange for your soul


BILL MONROE WORDS

Brother afar from The Savior today Risking your soul for the things that decay

Oh if today God should call you away What would you give in exchange for your soul
Chorus:

What would you give (in exchange) What would you give (in exchange)

What would you give in exchange for your soul

Oh if today God should call you away What would you give in exchange for your soul


Mercy is calling you won't you give heed Must the Dear Savior still tenderly plead

Risk not your soul it is precious indeed What would you give in exchange for your soul


Chorus
More than all silver and gold of this earth More than all jewels the spirit is worth

God The Creator has given it birth What would you give in exchange for your soul

WHEN YOU WORE A TULIP -- Slim Whitman
C

When you wore a tulip


A sweet yellow tulip

F C


And I wore a big red rose
F

When you caressed me

C

Twas then Heaven blessed me



D7 G7

What a blessing no one knows


C

You made life cheery

When you called me dearie

F G7


Twas down where the blue grass grows
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Your lips were sweeter than julep

C

When you wore a tulip



F G7 C

And I wore a big red rose






Woody Guthrie



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