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COUNTRY ROADS
G Em
Almost heaven, West Virginia
D C G(?)
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older that the trees
D C G
Younger that the mountains, blowing like a breeze.
CHORUS
G D Em C
Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong
G D
West Virgina, mountain momma
C G
Take me home, country roads
All my memories gather 'round her
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty painted on the sky
Misty tasting moonshine, teardrop in my eye.
CHORUS
Em D G
I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me
C G D
The radio reminds me of my home far away
Em F C
And driving down the road I get a feeling that
D D7
I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
CHORUS
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SOURWOOD MOUNTAIN
Chicken a-crowding on Sourwood Mountain,
Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day;
So many pretty girls, I can't count 'em
Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day.
My true love is a blue-eyed Daisy,
Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day;
If I don't get her, I'll go crazy,
Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day.
My true love lives at the head of the holler,
Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day;
She won't come and I won't foller,
Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day.
Ducks in the pond, geese in the ocean,
Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day;
Devil's in woman if she takes the notion,
Hoe Dee-ing Di Did-Dy-I-Day.
DOWN IN THE VALLEY
D7 G
Down in the valley,
G D7 (cont.)
The valley so low, Write me a letter,
D7 Send it by mail,
Hang your head over, Send it in care of,
D7 G The Birmingham Jail.
Hear the wind blow.
Birmingham Jail, love,
Birmingham Jail,
Hear the wind blow, love, Send it in care of
Hear the wind blow, The Birmingham Jail.
Hang your head over,
Hear the wind blow. Build me a castle
Forty feet high,
Roses love sunshine, So I can see her
Violets love dew, As she rides by.
Angles in heaven
Know I love you.
As she rides by, love
If you don't love me, As she rides by,
Love who you please, So I can see her,
Put your arms 'round me, As she rides by.
Give my heart ease.
Give my heart ease, love, Down in the valley,
Give my heart ease, The valley so low,
Put your arms 'round me, Hang your head over,
Give my heart ease. Hear the wind blow.
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ROCKY TOP
G C G
Wish that I was on old Rocky Top
Em D G
Down in the Tennessee hills
C G
Aint no fog or smog on Rocky Top
Em D G
Aint no telephone bills.
G C G
I once met a girl on Rocky Top,
Em D G
Half bear, the other half cat.
C G
Wild as a mink, but sweet as soda pop,
Em D G
I still dream about that.
Chorus
Em D
Rocky Top, you'll always be
F C
Home sweet home to me.
G Em
Good ol' Rocky Top,
G D G
Rocky Top, Tennessee,
D G
Rocky Top, Tennessee.
Once two strangers climbed old Rocky Top,
Looking for a moonshine still.
Strangers ain't come down from Rocky Top,
Reckon they never will.
Chorus
Corn won't grow at all on Rocky Top,
Dirt's too rocky by far.
That's why all the folks on Rocky Top
Drink their corn from a jar.
Chorus
I've had years of cramped-up city life,
Struck like a duck in a pen.
All I know is it's a pity life
Can't be simple again.
Chorus
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MOUNTAIN DEW
audio sample (516 KB .mp3)
* HTML transcriber's note-- When I first learned this song at Philmont, the version I
learned didn't have a G7 chord as noted in the songbook. I've heard this song played
differently by every camp at Philmont, or person outside of Philmont, but no one
throws in a G7. However if you do play the G7 it doesn't sound bad. I say play it however
you want. In any case the audio example of this song dosen't have the G7 in it. Cheers! -- Coffee
Chorus
G G G7
They call it that good ol' Mountain Dew, dew, dew,
C G
And them that refuse it are few (are few)
Em C
I'll hush up my mug if you fill up my jug
D G
With that good ol' Mountain Dew.
My uncle Bill has a still on the hill
Where he brews up a gallon or two (or two)
The buzzards in the sky get so drunk they can't fly
Just from sniffin' that good ol' Mountain Dew.
Chorus
Old Rev'rend Gus, ya never heard him cuss
Not even a word or two (or two)
But ya should have heard him swear
When he didn't get his share
Of that good ol' Mountain Dew.
Chorus
My Uncle Fred had a still in the bed
Where he brewed up a gallon or two (or two)
His wife drank it all, then you heard that matin' call
Just from drinkin' that good ol' Mountain Dew.
Chorus
My Uncle Hank had an old army tank
That he got back in 'forty-two ('forty-two)
It wouldn't move a nudge till he gave it a gludge
Of that good ol' Mountain Dew.
Chorus
My Uncle Ron had still on the john
Where he brewed up a gallon or two (or two)
When the revenuers came a rushin' he'd give it a flushin'
Of that good old Mountain Dew.
Chorus
My Uncle Mort, he's sawed-off and short
He stands about four-foot two (four'two)
But he thinks he's a giant when he guzzles a pint
Of that good old Mountain Dew.
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PARADISE
audio sample (846K .mp3)
* note-- another way to play this tune is to use the A chord
in place of A7. A is used instead of A7 chords in the example. Like always play
it how you want. Think of the example like a guide. Have fun!-- Coffee
Also note on April 22, 2001 I changed the audio example to a version recorded at Cypher's
Mine summer of '00. Cheers!
D G D
When I was a child, my family would travel
A7 D
Down to Western Kentucky whree my parents were born.
G D
There's a backwoods old town that's often remembered
A7 D
So many times that memories are worn.
Chorus
D G D
And Daddy won't you take me back to Muehlenberg County,
A7 D
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay.
G D
Well, I'm sorry my son, but you're too late in asking
A7 D
Mister Peabody's coal train has hauled it away.
We'll, sometimes we'd travel down the Green River.
To the abondoned old prison down by Adrie Hill
Where the air smelled like snakes, and we'd shoot with our pistols
But empty pop bottles is all we would kill.
CHORUS
Then the coal company came with the world's largest shovel
And they tortured the timber and stripped all the land.
They dug for their coal 'til the land was forsaken,
And they wrote it all Down as the progress of man.
Chorus
When I die let my ashes float down the Green River
Let my soul roll on up to the Rochester Dam.
I'll be half way to heaven with paradise waiting
Just five miles away from wherever I am.
Chorus
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CLEMENTINE
G
In a cavern, in a canyon
D
Excavating for a mine,
G
Dwelt a miner, 'forty-niner,
D G
And his daughter Clementine
Chorus
G
Oh my Darling, oh my Darling,
D
Oh my Darling Clementine!
G
Thou are lost and gone forever,
D G
Dreadfully sorry, Clementine.
Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes without topses
Sandals were for Clementine.
Chorus
Drove she ducklings to the water,
Ev're morning just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine.
Chorus
Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles soft and fine
But alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
Chorus
Then the miner, 'forty-niner,
Soon began to peak and pine
Thought he oughter find his daughter,
Now he's with his Clementine.
Chorus
In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Robed in garments soaked in brine.
Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she's dead I draw the line
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FIRE ON THE MOUNTAIN
audio sample
(872K .mp3 format) new!
* note - you can play back and forth between Em and C for a
nice intro to this song. A fiddle wouldn't hurt either.
Usually fiddles never hurt, unless you're hit upside the
head with 'em. hehe.
On April 23, 2001 I replaced the clip with one from the Cypher's 2000 Stomp. Enjoy!
Em C
Took my family from my Carolina home
Em C
Had dreams about the west and started to roam
Em C
Six long months on that dust covered trail,
Em C
They say heaven's at the end but so far it's been hell.
Chorus
G
And there's, Fire on the Mountain
D
Lightening in the air.
Am C
Gold in them hills and it's
Em C Em C
Waiting for me there.
We was diggin' and siftin' from five to five
Sell everything we had just to stay alive
Gold flowed free like the whiskey in the bar
Sinnin' was the best thing Lord, and Satan was the star.
Chorus
Dance gall girls was the evenin' treat
Empty cartons and blood lined the gutters of the street
Men were shot down for the sake of fun
Or just to hear the noise of their 44 guns.
Chorus
Now my widow she weeps by my grave
Tears flow free for her man, she couldn't save
Shot down in cold blood by a gun that carried fame
All for a useless and no good, worthless claim.
Chorus
Chorus (sing, "waiting for me there", twice)....
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SIXTEEN TONS
Am Dm E7
Now some people say a man's made out of mud
Am E7
But a poor man's made out of muscle and blood
Am Dm
Muscle and blood, skin and bones,
Am E7
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong.
CHORUS
Am Dm E7
You load sixteen tons and what do you get?
Am Dm E7
Another day older and deeper in debt
Am Dm
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go,
Am E7 Am
I owe my soul to the company store.
I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine,
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the strawboss hollered, "Well bless my soul!"
Chorus
Now when you see me comin', you better step aside,
Another man didn't and another man died,
I've got one fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't get you, the left one will.
Chorus
SHE'LL BE COMIN' AROUND THE MOUNTAIN
She'll be comin' around the mountain when she comes,
She'll be comin' around the mountain when she comes,
She'll be comin' around the mountain,
She'll be comin' around the mountain,
She'll be comin' around the mountain when she comes,
She'll be drivin' six white horses, etc.
We will all go out to meet her, etc.
We will have chicken an' dumplings, etc.
She'll be reelin' an a-rockin', etc.
We'll shout glory hallelujah, etc.
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THE EAGLE AND THE HAWK
D
I am the eagle I live in high contry
C
in rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky;
D
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers,
C
but time is still turing they soon will be dry
D
and all those who see me and all who believe in me
F E A
share in the freedom I feel when I fly.
D Bm G A
Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain
Dmaj7 Bm G A
tops, sail o're the canyons and up to the stars,
D G D
And reach for the heavens and hope for the future
G Em7 A
and all that we can be and not what we are.
BaddE A G Fmaj-5 E
NEW MEXICO YOU WILL BE MISSED Ken Konopka
D C G
It's been a year since I've been away and I've missed it so;
D C G
The mountain streams, the rugged peaks all covered with snow;
D C G
Frosty mornings, chillin' breezes, wild flowers covered in dew;
D C G
Friendly people, smilling faces, New Mexico I've missed you.
C G C G G
New Mexico I've missed you, New Mexico I've missed you.
D C G
Many places rival the scenery, but the people are the best.
D C G
The spirit of the mountains is in everyone, it's the spirit of friendliness.
D C G
Not everywhere you can say hello and recieve a warm reply;
D C G
But in New Mexico it happens every day. It's the New Mexico way of life,
C G C G D
It's the New Mexican way of life, it's the New Mexican way of life.
D C G
Summer's endin', people leaving, sadness through and through.
D C G
Say good-bye to the people, the mountains, the sky of azure blue.
D C G
No one really wants to leave, but obligations do persist.
D C G
We'll leave with the spirit in our hearts, New Mexico you will be missed;
C G C G D
New Mexico you will be missed, New Mexico you will be missed;
C G D
New Mexico you will be missed.
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HAPPY WANDERER
C G7
I love to go a-wandering along the mountain tracks
C F G C
And as I go I love to sing, my knapsack on my back.
Chorus
G C
Val-de-ri, val-de-ra
G G
Val-de-re, val-de-ra-ha-ha-ha-ha
G C
Val-de-ri, val-de-ra
F G C
My knapsack on my back.
I love to wander by the stream that dances in the sun
So joyously it calls to me, "Come join my happy song"
Chorus
I wave my hat to all I see and they wave back to me
And blackbirds call so loud and free from every greenwood tree.
Chorus
High overhead the blackbird wings, they never rest at home
But just like me they love to sing as o're the world we roam.
Chorus
Oh, may I go a-wandering until the day I die
Oh, may I alwaus laugh and sing beneath God's clear blue sky.
Chorus
