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The wa-ter is wide, I can’t cross o’er

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Nei-ther have I wings to fly

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Give me a boat that can car-ry two

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And both shall row, my love and I

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A ship there is and she sails the sea
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She’s loaded deep as deep can be
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But not so deep as the love I’m in
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I know not if I sink or swim

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I leaned my back against an oak
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Thinking it was a trusty tree
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But first it bent and then it broke
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So did my love prove false to me

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I reached my finger into some soft bush
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Thinking the fairest flower to find
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I pricked my finger to the bone
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And left the fairest flower behind

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Oh love be handsome and love be kind
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Gay as a jewel when first it is new
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But love grows old and waxes cold
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And fades away like the morning dew

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Must I go bound while you go free
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Must I love a man who doesn’t love me
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Must I be born with so little art
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As to love a man who’ll break my heart

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When cockle shells turn silver bells
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Then will my love come back to me
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When roses bloom in winter’s gloom
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Then will my love return to me

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Sighing woman in the night, you came,
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Tore my seed from my shaking frame.

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Same old fire, another flame, time the wheel rolls on.

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Silent movements through the flames, you come,
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From the deep behind the sun

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Kissed my bri-ght-ness, my loving gun

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Left me barely holding on.

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Blazing eyes see my trembling hand.

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Well we know the time has come

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Blinded senses, lose command

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Feel your heaving rivers run

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Is it every time I fall, that I think this is the one

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Ooh in the darkness can you hear me call

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Another day has just begun.
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Another day

8 -8 7
ooooooh

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Silent woman, how your face does change

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Soft and low waves become.

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Feel my fire needs a brand new flame

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I, the wheel rolls on….
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rolls on. (x4)
-8 7 -6
oooooooh

By: Henry Busse, B. Johnson,
Gus Mueller, Leo Wood
Benny Goodman Sextet
Spike Jones & His City Slickers
The Ames Brothers
Key: F

-3 3 -2
Wang wang blues
1 -1 2 -2 3 -3
She’s gone and left me with
-3* 4 -3* -3
The wang wang blues
1 -1 2 -2 3 -3 -3*
And let me tell you mis-ter,
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I nev-er knew I’d be so blue
4 -4 -3* -3 3* 3
Un-til she went a-way

Wang wang blues
I’ve got the everlasting wang wang blues
I’m only asking that my sweet sweet-ie
Will come and chase away those
-3 3 -2
Wang wang blues

I tried my best to convert this great Johnny Cash song to diatonic in
key of C!! If you have any questions or modifications, please send me
a message!

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I went out wan-der-ing,

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Through the streets paved with gold

5 5 -4 5
Lif-ted some stones,

5 -4 5 -4 5
saw the skin and bones,

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Of a city with-out a soul

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I went out wan-der-ing,

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Un-der an a-tomic sky,

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Where the ground won’t turn,

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And the rain it burns,

-4 4 -4 -4 4 -4 5 -4
Like the tears when I said good-bye

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Yeah, I went with no-thing,

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Nothing but the thought of you

-3 -3 3 2 2
I went wan-dering

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I went drif-ting

-4 4 -4 4 5 -4
Through the capitals of tin

-4 5 5 5
Where men can’t walk,

-4 5 5 5
Or free-ly talk,

-4 4 4 4 -4 5 -4
And sons turn their fathers in,

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I stopped outside a church house,

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Where the citizens like to sit

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They say they want the king-dom,

-4 4 -4 -4 -4 5 -4
But they don’t want God in it

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I went out ri-ding,

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Down that old eight lane,

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I passed by a thousand signs,

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Looking for my own name,

4 4 4 -4 -4
I went with no-thing,

4 4 -4 -4 5 -4 -3
But the thought you’d be there too,

-3 -3 3 2
Looking for you

~~guitar solo~~

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I went out,

-4 -4 4 -3 -3 3
In search of experience

-4 5 -4 4 -3
To taste and to touch,

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And to feel as much,

-3 3 -3 -3
As a man can

-3 3 -4 4 3
Before he repents

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I went out searching

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Looking for one good man

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A spi-rit who would not bend or break

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Who would sit at his father’s right hand

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I went out walk-ing

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With a bible and a gun

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The word of God lay hea-vy in my heart,

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I was sure I was the one,

4 -4 -4 -4 -4 5 -4
Now Je-sus, don’t you wait up,

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Je-sus, I’ll be home soon,

-4 5 5 5 5 5 5 5
Yeah, I went out for the papers,

-4 4 -4 4 -4 5 -4
Told her I’d be back by noon,

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Yeah, I left with no-thing

4 4 -4 -4 5 -4 -3
But the thought you’d be there too

-3 -3 3 2
Looking for you

-3 4 4 4 -4 -4
Yeah, I left with no-thing,

-4 -4 4 4 -4 4 -3
Nothing but the thought of you,

-3 -3 3 2 2
I went wan-dering

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Oh well I’m the type of guy- who will never settle down
-6 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 6 7 7 7 7 -6 6
Where pretty girls are- well, you know that I’m around
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I kiss ’em and I love’em ’cause to me they’re all the same
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I hug ’em and I squeeze ’em they don’t even know my name
6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5
They call me the wanderer yeah the wanderer
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I roam around around around…

6 6 6 7 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 6 7 7 7 7 -6 6
Oh well there’s Flo on my left and there’s Mary on my right
-6 7 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 6 7 7 7 -6 6
And Janie is the girl with that I’ll be with tonight
-6 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 6 7 7 7 -6 6
And when she asks me which one that I love the best
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I tear open my shirt I got Rosie on my chest
6 6 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5
I’m the wanderer yeah the wanderer
-6 -6 -6 6 -6 6 -6 6
I roam around around around…

6 6 6 -7 -8 -8 8 -8
Oh well I roam from town to town
6 6 6 -7 -8 -8 8 -8
I go through life without a care
6 6 6 -7 -8 -8 8 -8
’til I’m as happy as a clown
-8 -8 7 7 7 7 -6 -6 -6 8 -8 -8 -8
With my two fists of iron and my bottle of beer

7 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 6 7 7 7 -6 6
I’m the type of guy- that likes to roam around
-6 7 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 6 7 7 7 -6 6
I’m never in one place I roam from town to town
-6 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 6 7 7 7 7 -6 6
And when I find myself— fallin’ for a girl
6 7 7 7 7 7 -6 6 -6 6 7 7 7 7 -6 6
I hop right into that car of mine and ride around the world
6 6 6 6 6 6 6 -5 -5 -5
I’m the wanderer yeah the wanderer
-6 -6 -6 6 -6 6 -6 6
I roam around around around…

<7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 -6 7 <7 -8 <7 7 I forget where we met, was it not at the Chateau Lafarge <-6 <-6 -6 <-6 <-6 -6 <-6 <-6 -6 <-5 -6 <-6 <-7 <-6 -6 Where the duke did that puke down the duchess's decolletage 6 6 <-5 6 6 <-5 <-5 6 6 6 <-5 <5 <-5 6 <7 6 <-5 No Baron de Thenard, the circles I move in are humbler by far <7 <7 7 <7 <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 -6 7 <7 -8 <7 7 Go away, Thenardier, do you think I don't know who you are <-7 <-7 -7 <-7 <-7 -7 <-7 <-7 -7 7 -7 <-7 <8 <-7 -7 He's not fooled, told you so, show Monsieur what you've come here to show 7 -7 <-7 <8 <-7 -7 Tell the boy what you know <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 When I look at you, I remember Eponine <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 She was more than you deserved who gave her birth <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <7 -7 -7 <7 <-6 <7 But now she is with God, and happier I hope <7 <-7 -8 -8 Than here on earth <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 -6 7 <7 -8 <7 7 So it goes, heaven knows, life has dealt me some terrible blows <-6 <-6 -6 <-6 <-6 -6 <-6 <-6 -6 <-5 -6 <-6 <-7 <-6 -6 You've got cash and a heart, you could give us a bit of a start 6 6 <-5 6 6 <-5 6 6 <-5 <5 <-5 6 <7 6 <-5 We can prove, plain as ink, your bride's father is not what you think <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 -6 7 <7 -8 <7 7 There's a tale, I could tell, information we're willing to sell <-7 <-7 -7 <-7 <-7 -7 <-7 <-7 <-7 -7 7 -7 <-7 <8 <-7 <7 There's a man that he slew, I saw the corpse clear as I'm seeing you <-6 <7 -7 -7 -7 -7 What I tell you is true <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 Pity to disturb you at a feast like this <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 <-6 But five hundred francs surely wouldn't come amiss <-6 <7 -7 -7 <7 <-6 6 <7 <7 In God's name, say what you have to say <7 <-7 -8 -8 But first, you pay <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 -6 7 <7 -8 <7 7 What I saw, clear as light, Jean Valjean in the sewers that night <-6 <-6 -6 <-6 <-6 -6 <-6 <-6 -6 <-5 -6 <-6 <-7 <-6 -6 Had this corpse on his back, hanging there like a bloody great sack 6 6 <-5 6 6 <-5 6 6 <-5 <5 <-5 6 <7 6 <-5 I was there, never fear, even found me this fine souvenir <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 -6 7 <7 -8 <7 7 I know this, this was mine, this is surely some heavenly sign <-6 <-6 -6 <-6 <-6 -6 <-6 <-6 <-6 -6 <-5 -6 <-6 <-7 <-6 -6 One thing more, mark this well, it was the night that the barricades fell 6 6 <-5 6 6 <-5 6 6 <-5 <5 <-5 6 <7 6 <-5 Then it's true, then I'm right, Jean Valjean was my savior that night <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 <7 <7 7 -6 7 <7 -8 <7 7 As for you, take this too, God forgive us the things that we do <-7 <-7 -7 <-7 <-7 -7 <-7 <-7 -7 7 -7 <-7 <8 <-7 -7 Come my love, come Cosette, this day's blessings are not over yet

“7*” indicates 7 hole overblow. If you can’t
overblow, just play 7 blow. It will still sound OK.

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-4 -4 6 -6 -7 -7 7*

-6 -6 8 -8 7* -8 -6

-6 -6 -6 -7 7 -7

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9 9’ 8 9 -8

-8 -8 9 -9 8 7

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-4 -4 6 -6 -7 -7 7*

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If you play every note twice, it also sounds good!

Walking Boogie

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-3

4 5 6 -6 7 -6 6 5 -2 -3 -4 5 -5 5 -4 -3

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-2

-1,-1,-1,-1,-2hsb,-3fsb,-3hsb,-4b,-4,-4b(dwah, ,-4b(dwah,
,-4b(dwah,4,-3hsb,-3hsb,-3fsb,-2,1,-2b(Dwah),2,-2b(Dwah),-3fsb,-3b(Dwa
h),-3fsb, -3fsb,
-3fsb,-2b(Dwah)-2,-2b(Dwah),2,-1,-1,-1,-2hsb,-3fsb,-3hsb,-4b,-4,-4b(Dw
ah, -4b(Dwah,
-4b(Dwah,4,-3hsb,-3hsb,-3fsb,-2,-1,2,-1,-1,-2fsb,-3fsb,-3hsb,-3fsb,-3f
sb.-2b(Dwah),-1,2,-2b(Dwah),-2hsb

Trad. Folk
Roy Acuff, Hank Williams Jr.,
Willie Nelson, Johnny Cash
Key: G

-1 -1 -1 -1 3 -3 -4 -5
From the great At-lan-tic o-cean
-5 -5 -4 -4 -3 3 1
to the wide Pa-ci-fic shore
2 2 -1 -1 -2* -3 -4 -3
Saw the queen of flow-ing riv-ers
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Might-y moun-tains by the score
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She’s long and she’s tall and hand-some
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Yes she’s loved by one and all
2 2 -1 -1 -2* -3 -4 -3
She’s a mod-ern com-bi-na-tion
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Called the Wa-bash Can-non-ball

Chorus:

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lis-ten to the jin-gle
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The rum-ble and the roar
-1 -1 -2* -3 -4 -3
Rid-ing through the wood-lands
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To the hills and by the shore
-1 -1 -1 -1 3 -3 -3 -4 -5
Hear the might-y rush of the en-gine
-5 -5 -4 -4 -3 3 1
Hear the lone-some ho-bo squall
-1 -1 -2* -3 -4 -3
Rid-ing through the jun-gle
-3 -3 -2* -1 2 -2* 3
On the Wa-bash Can-non-ball

Your eastern states are dandies
So the people always say
From New York to St. Louis
And Chicago by the way
Through the hills of Minnesota
Where the rippling waters fall
No changes can be taken
On the Wabash Cannonball

Chorus

Here’s to Daddy Klaxton
May his name forever stand
And alwyas be remembered
Through the courts of Alabam’
His earthly race is over
The curtains ‘round him fall
We’ll carry him on to Glory
On the Wabash Cannonball

Chorus

She pulled in to the station
one cold December day
As she rolled up to the platform
you could hear all the people say
There’s a gal from Tennessee;
she’s long and she’s tall
She came down from Birmingham
on the Wabash Cannonball

Chorus

American hobo song, circa 1880
Key: G

3 3 3 3 4 -4 5 6
6 6 6 6 7 -8 8 9
From the great At-lan-tic o-cean

6 6 5 5 -4 4 -2”
9 9 8 8 -8 7 -5
to the wide Pa-ci-fic shore

-3” -3” 3 3 -3 -4 5 -4
-6 -6 6 6 -7 -8 8 -8
Saw the queen of flow-ing riv-ers

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-8 -8 -7 7 -7 -6 6
Might-y moun-tains by the score

3 3 3 3 4 -4 5 6
6 6 6 6 7 -8 8 9
She’s long and she’s tall and hand-some

6 6 5 5 -4 4 -2”
9 9 8 8 -8 7 -5
Yes she’s loved by one and all

-3” -3” 3 3 -3 -4 5 -4
-6 -6 6 6 -7 -8 8 -8
She’s a mod-ern com-bi-na-tion

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-8 -8 -7 6 -6 -7 7
Called the Wa-bash Can-non-ball

Chorus:

3 3 4 -4 5 6
6 6 7 -8 8 9
lis-ten to the jin-gle

6 5 5 -4 4 -2”
9 8 8 -8 7 -5
The rum-ble and the roar

3 3 -3 -4 5 -4
6 6 -7 -8 8 -8
Rid-ing through the wood-lands

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-8 -8 -7 7 -7 -6 6
To the hills and by the shore

3 3 3 3 4 -4 -4 5 6
6 6 6 6 7 -8 -8 8 9
Hear the might-y rush of the en-gine

6 6 5 5 -4 4 -2”
9 9 8 8 -8 7 -5
Hear the lone-some ho-bo squall

3 3 -3 -4 5 -4
6 6 -7 -8 8 -8
Rid-ing through the jun-gle

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-8 -8 -7 6 -6 -7 7
On the Wa-bash Can-non-ball

1,1,1,1,3,3,4,5,5,-5,5,4,4,3,3,1,2,-2b,-3,4,3,-3,-3,-2b,3,-2b,2,1,1,1,
3,-3,4,5,5,-5b,5,4,4,3,3,1,2,1,1,-2b,-3,4,-3,-3,-2,1,2,-2b,3

6 5 -4 4
Young girl don’t cry

5 5 6 6 7 7 8 8 6 -6b
I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall

6 5 -4 -4 4
Young girl it’s al-right

5 5 6 6 7 7 8 8 6 -6b
Your tears will dry, you’ll soon be free to fly

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When you’re safe in-side your room you tend to dream

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Of a place where no-thing’s har-der than it seems

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No one e-ver wants or bo-thers to ex-plain

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Of the heart-ache life can bring and what it means

CHORUS:

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When there’s no one else, look in-side your-self

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Like your old-est friend just trust the voice with-in

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Then you’ll find the strength that will guide your way

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If you will learn to be-gin to trust the voice with-in

6 5 -4 4
Young girl don’t hide

5 5 6 6 7 7 8 8 6 -6b
You’ll ne-ver change if you just run a-way

6 5 4 4 4
Young girl just hold tight

5 5 6 6 7 7 8 8 9 -8
And soon youre gon-na see your brigh-ter day

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Now in a world where in-no-cence is quick-ly claimed

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Its so hard to stand your ground when youre so af-raid

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No one reach-es out a hand for you to hold

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When youre lost out-side look in-side to your soul

CHORUS

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Life is a jour-ney

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It can take you a-ny-where you choose to go

-7 8 -7 7 -7 8
As long as you’re learn-ing

9 -9 10 -9 -9 8 -7 7 -7
You’ll find all you’ll e-ver need to know

8 -9 8
Don’t break it

8 10 8
You’ll make it

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Just don’t go for-sak-ing your-self

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You know ex-act-ly what you can do

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No one can stop you

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You know that I’m talk-ing to you

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When theres no one else

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Look in-side your-self

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Like your old-est friend

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Just trust the voice with-in

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Then you’ll find the strength

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That will guide your way

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You’ll learn to be-gin

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To trust the voice with-in

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Young girl don’t cry

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I’ll be right here when your world starts to fall

-6b 5
Oh yeah

W: Edward Teschemacher
M: Max Reger
Mario Lanza
Key: C
Time: 3/4

2 3 2 1 2 3 -3 3
A-mid the ros-es Mar-y sits
3 -1 2 -22 -1 2
and rocks her Je-sus Child,
-3 2 1* -1 2 -2* 2
While a-mid the tree tops,
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sighs the breeze so warm and mild.
2 1 2 3 -3 3
And soft and sweet-ly,
-1 2 -2 2 -1 2 -3 3
sings a bird up-on the bow
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Ah ba-by, dear one, slum-ber now.

3 2 1 2 3 -3 3
Hap-py is Thy laugh-ter,
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Ho-ly is Thy si-lent rest
3* -1* 1 1*-1*-2 -1*
Lay Thy head in slum-ber,
3 3 -2 -2 -1 -1* 1
Fond-ly on Thy mo-ther’s breast
4 -4 2 -3 3 1 -2 -1 1
Ah Ba-by dear one, slum-ber now

This is a traditional Trinidadian folk song termed as a carol

3 4 4 4 4 -4 4 -3 -4 3 3
v.1 The Vir-gin Ma-ry had a /ba-by boy, the/

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Vir-gin Ma-ry had a/ba-by boy, the/

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Vir-gin Ma-ry had a/ba-by boy– and they/

6 5 4 -4 3 4 4
say that his name was/Je-sus/

Refrain 3 3 -3 -3 4 4 5 5 5 -4
He come from the/ glo-ry/he come from the

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glo-rious king-dom;/ O yes, be-liev-er~~~/~ O/

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yes, be-liev-er/he come from the glo-ry/

5 5 5 -4 4 4 -4 4
he come from the glo-rious king-dom!//

use v.1 tabs for these other verses,

v.2 The an-gels sang when the ba-by born
the an-gels sang when the ba-by born
the an-gels sang when the ba-by born
and they proc-claim him the sa-viour Je-sus

3 The wise men went where the ba-by born
the wise men went where the ba-by born,
the wise men went where the ba-by born
and they say that his name was Je-sus

4 4 4 7 -8 7 -7
The vil-lage bells are ring-ing,

-7 -6 6 -6 7 6
and merrily they chime;

4 4 4 7 -8 7 -7
The village choir is sing-ing,

-7 -6 6 -6 7 6
for ‘tis a happy time;

5 5 5 -4 4 -5 5
The chapel walls are laden

-4 6 6 -5 5 -6
with garlands rich and gay,

-7 7 -8 -6 7 6 -6 4
to greet the village ma-id-en

-4 5 5 -4 -4 4
upon her wedding day.

VERSE 2:
But summer joys have faded,
and summer hopes have flown;
Her brow with grief is shaded,
her happy smiles are gone;
Yet why her heart is laden,
not one, alas! can say.
Who saw the village maiden
upon her wedding day.

VERSE 3:
The village bells are ringing,
but hark, how sad and slow;
The village choir is singing,
a requiem soft and low;
And all with sorrow laden,
their tearful tribute pay;
Who saw the village maiden
upon her wedding day.

W: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
M: W.H. Weiss
Victorian parlor song
Key: C

3 4 4 -4 4 -5 4 -4
Un-der a spread-ing chest-nut tree
-3 3 -3 3 2 -1
The vil-lage smith-y stands;
2-2 3 4 -4 4 -5 4 -4
The smith, a might-y man is he,
3 -3 4 2 -2* 3
With large and sin-ewy hands;
3 -3 -3* -3* 4 -3* -3 3 -2
And the mus-cles of his brawn-y arms
-3 -5 -3 -4 4 -4
Are strong as ir-on bands.

4-5 6 -4 4 -3 3* 2 2
His hair is crisp, and black, and long,
-3-4 4 -3 6 5 -4
His face is like the tan;
-4 4 4 -4 4 -5 3 3
His brow is wet with hon-est sweat,
3* -3 -1 3 1 -3
He earns what-e’er he can,
-4 4 4 -5 6 2 2 2
And looks the whole world in the face,
-3 -3 3 4 -5 6 5
For he owes not an-y man.

Week in, week out, from morn till night,
You can hear the bellows blow;
You can hear him swing his might sledge,
With measure beat and slow,
Like a sexton ringing the village bell,
When the evening sun is low.

And children coming home from school
Look in the open door;
They love to see the flaming forge,
And hear the bellows roar.
And catch the flaming sparks that fly
Like chaff from a threshing floor.

He goes on Sunday to the church,
And sits among his boys;
He hears the parson pray and preach,
He hears his daughter’s voice,
Singing in the choir,
And it makes his heart rejoice.

It sounds to him like his mother’s voice,
Singing in Paradise!
He needs must think of her once more,
How in the grave she lies;
And with his hard, rough hands he wipes
A tear out of his eyes.

Toiing, — rejoicing, — sorrowing,
Onward in life he goes;
Each morning sees some task begin,
Each evening sees it close;
Something attempted, something done,
Has earned his night’s repose.

Thanks, thanks to thee, my worthy friend,
For the lesson thou has taught!
Thus at the flaming forge of life
Our fortunes must be wrought;
Thus on its sounding anvil shaped
Each burning deed and thought.

English folk song
Key: C

3 4 -3-3” 3 -3” -2” 3 2
6 7 -7-6 6 -6 -5 6 5
In good King Charles-‘s gold-en days

-2” 3 1 -2”2 -1 1
-5 6 4 -5 5 -4 4
When loy-al-ty no harm meant

3 4 -3-3” 3 -3” -2” 3 2
6 7 -7-6 6 -6 -5 6 5
A zeal-ous high church-man I was

-2” 3 1 -2” 2 -1 1
-5 6 4 -5 5 -4 4
And so I gained pre-fer-ment

3 4 -3” -3 3 4 -3” -3
6 7 -6 -7 6 7 -6 -7
To teach my flock I nev-er miss’d

3 4 -34 -4 4-3 -3” 3
6 7 -77 -8 7-7 -6 6
King’s are by God ap-poin-ted

3 4 -3-3” 3 -3” -2” 3 2
6 7 -7-6 6 -6 -5 6 5
And damned are those who dare re-sist

-2” 3 1 -2” 2 -1 1
-5 6 4 -5 5 -4 4
Or touch the Lord’s a-noin-ted

3 4 -3”-3 3 4 -3” -3
6 7 -6 -7 6 7 -6 -7
And this is law I will main-tain

3 4 -34 -4 4-3 -3” 3
6 7 -77 -8 7-7 -6 6
Un-til my dy-ing day Sir

3 4 -3-3”3 -3” -2” 3 2
6 7 -7-6 6 -6 -5 6 5
That what-so-ev-er king shall reign

-2” 3 1 1 -2”-2” 2 -1 1
-5 6 4 4 -5 -5 5 -4 4
I’ll still be the Vi-car of Bray, Sir

English folk song
Key: C

3 4 -4-3 3 -3 -2 3 2
In good King Charles-‘s gold-en days
-2 3 1 -2 2 -1 1
When loy-al-ty no harm meant
3 4 -4-3 3 -3 -2 3 2
A zeal-ous high church-man I was
-2 3 1 -2 2 -1 1
And so I gained pre-fer-ment
3 4 -3 -4 3 4 -3 -4
To teach my flock I nev-er miss’d
3 4 -44 -5 5-4 -3 3
King’s are by God ap-poin-ted
3 4 -4-3 3 -3 -2 3 2
And damned are those who dare re-sist
-2 3 1 -2 2 -1 1
Or touch the Lord’s a-noin-ted
3 4 -3 -4 3 4 -3 -4
And this is law I will main-tain
3 4 -44 -5 5-4 -3 3
Un-til my dy-ing day Sir
3 4 -4-3 3 -3 -2 3 2
That what-so-ev-er king shall reign
-2 3 1 1 -2 -2 2 -1 1
I’ll still be the Vi-car of Bray, Sir

Sung by many, but Etta James does it for me.
Tabbing for chromatic Harmonica playing in C.
Song notation was in key of B,giving us sharps of
A#,C#,D#,F#,G#
For diatonic use any key harp you wish.
Top tab = Diatonic, lower Tab = Chromatic.
Yours Harmusman. This tabb has been become
jumbled and I am working on it, I have tried to correct
but it is impossible, also tried to get spacing between lines
but it won’t take it.

D. 5 6 5 6 6 6~~ 5 6 5
2/4 The ver-y//4/4 thought of you / and I for-/
C -1< -2< -1< -2< -2< -2< -1< -2< -1< -6 -7 -6 -6 7 -6 7 -6 7 -6 get to do / the lit-tle / or-di-na-ry / 3< -4 3< 3< -4 3< -4 3< -4 3< 7 -6 -6 7 -6 8 8 8 things that ev-'ry-one / ought to do / -4 3< 3< -4 3< -5< -5< -5< 8 9 8 9 8 9 8 -8 -8 7 I'm liv-ing / in a kind of day / dream I'm / -5< -6< -5< -6< -5< -6< -5< 5< -5< -4 8 8~~~~ 8 7 -6~~~~~ -6 hap-py--- as a king /-- and / -5< -5< -5< -4 3<~~~~ -3< 6 6~~~~ -6 -7 7 -8 8 fool-ish--- though it may / seem to/ -2< -2<~~~ 3< -3 -4 5< -5< -8 7 -6 -5 -4 5 6 5 me---that's ev-'ry- /-thing. The mere i-/ -5< -4 3< 2 1 -1< -2 -1< 6 6 6 6 6 6 -6 -7 -6 -dea of you /the long-ing /here for you / -2< -2< -2< -2< -2< -2< 3< -3< 3< -6 7 -6 7 -6 7 -6 you'll nev-er / know how slow the / 3< -4 3< -4 3< -4 3< 7 7 7~~~ -6 7 8 8 8~~~ mo-ments go-- till I'm / near to you- / -4 -4 -4~~~ 3< -4 -5< -5< -5< 8 9 8 9 9 9 8 7~~~ I see your face in ev-'ry flow- / -5< -6< -5< -6< -6< -6< -5< -4 ~-8 -8~~~ 7 8 8~~~ 8 7 - er--- your / eyes in-- stars a-/ ~5< 5< -4 -5< -5< -8< -4 -6 -6 -6 5 -bove: it's just the / 3< 3< 3< -1< 6 6 6 6 5 -6 thought of you **the ver-y / -2< -2< -2< -2< -1< 3< 6 6 6~~~ 8 8 8 -8 -8 7 thought of you,-- my------- / love--- -2< -2< -2repeat from here ** to fade

By: Ray Noble
Natalie Cole, Frank Sinatra
Key: Ab

2 3 2 3 3 3
5 6 5 6 6 6
The ver-y thought of you

2 3 2 -3” -3”-3”
5 6 5 -6 -6 -6
and I for-get to do

-3” 4 -3” 4 -3”4 -3” 4
-6 7 -6 7 -6 7 -6 7
the lit-tle or-di-na-ry things

-3” 4 -3” 4 5 5 5
-6 7 -6 7 8 8 8
that ev-‘ry-one ought to do

5 6 5 6 5 6 5 -4 -4
8 9 8 9 8 9 8 -8 -8
I’m liv-ing in a kind of day dream

4 5 4 5 4 -3
7 8 7 8 7 -7
I’m hap-py as a king

-3” 3 2 3 -3”-3 -3 4 -4
-6 6 5 6 -6 -7 -7 7 -8
and fool-ish tho’ it may seem to me

4 -3” -2” -1
7 -6 -5 -4
that’s ev-‘ry-thing.

2 3 2 3 3 3
5 6 5 6 6 6
The mere i-dea of you

2 3 2 -3” -3” -3”
5 6 5 -6 -6 -6
the long-ing here for you

-3” 4 -3” 4
-6 7 -6 7
you’ll nev-er know

-3” 4 -3” 4 -3” 4
-6 7 -6 7 -6 7
how slow the mo-ments go

-3” 4 5 5 5
-6 7 8 8 8
‘til I’m near to you

5 6 5 6 5 6 5 -4 -4
8 9 8 9 8 9 8 -8 -8
I see your face in ev-‘ry flow-er

4 5 4 5 4 -3”
7 8 7 8 7 -6
your eyes in stars a-bove:

2 3 2 3 3 3
5 6 5 6 6 6
it’s just the thought of you

2 3 2 3 3 3 5 4
5 6 5 6 6 6 8 7
the ver-y thought of you, my love

By: Ray Noble
Natalie Cole, Frank Sinatra
Key: Ab

5 -5* 5 -5* -5* -5*
The ver-y thought of you
5 -5* 5 -6 -6 -6
and I for-get to do
-6 7* -6 7* -6 7* -6 7*
the lit-tle or-di-na-ry things
-6 7* -6 7* 8 8 8
that ev-‘ry-one ought to do
8 -9* 9 -9* 9 -9* 9 -7* -7*
I’m liv-ing in a kind of day dream
7* 8 7* 8 7* 7
I’m hap-py as a king
-6 -5* 5 -5* -6 7 7 7* -7*
and fool-ish tho’ it may seem to me
7* -6 5* -3*
that’s ev-‘ry-thing.
5 -5* 5 -5* -5*-5*
The mere i-dea of you
5 -5* 5 -6 -6 -6
the long-ing here for you
-6 7* -6 7*
you’ll nev-er know
-6 7* -6 7* -6 7*
how slow the mo-ments go
-6 7* 8 8 8
‘til I’m near to you
8 -9* 8 -9* 9 -9* 8 -7* -7*
I see your face in ev-‘ry flow-er
7* 8 7* 8 7* -6
your eyes in stars a-bove:
5 -5* 5 -5* -5* -5*
it’s just the thought of you
5 -5* 5 -5* -5* -5* 8 7*
the ver-y thought of you, my love

By: B. G. DeSilva, lew Brown, Ray Henderson
From: “Good News”
Anita O’Day
Key: C

1 1 1 2 3 3 3 4
Here is the drag, see how it goes,
1 1 1 -2 3* 3* 3* 4
Down on the heels, up on the toes,
-5 5 -5 5 -5 5 5 -5 -3 3
That’s the way to do the Var-si-ty Drag,
1 1 1 2 3 3 3 4
Hot-ter than hot, new-er than new,
1 1 1 -2 3* 3* 3* 4
Mean-er than mean, blu-er than blue,
-5 5 -5 5 -5
Gets as much ap-plause
-5 -3 3 -3 4
as wav-ing the flag!
2 3* -4 4 4 -3 -4
You can pass ma-ny a class,
4 4 -3 -4 -4 -4
Wheth-er you’re dumb or wise,
1 2 3 3* 3* -2 3
If you all an-swer the call
-3 -3 -2 3 3 3
When your pro-fess-or cries:
3 -2 2 -1 1 1 1 2
“Ev-‘ry-bod-y down on the heels,
3 3 3 4
up on the toes,
1 1 1 -2 3* 3* 3* 4
Stay af-ter school, learn how it goes,
-5 5 -5 5 -5 5 -3 3 -3 4
Ev-‘ry-bod-y do the var-si-ty drag!”

6 7 -7 -6 6
The vall-ey is hushed,
6 -6 -7 7 -6 6 5
The flow-ers are all dy-ing,
4 -5 6 -6 6
The mead-ow is white
-4 5 -4 4 6
With the win-ter snow,
7 -7-6 6
Lord, as I stand,
6 6 -6 7 7 -6 6 5
At the place where Dad-dy’s ly-ing,
4 -5-5 6 -6 6
I say a si-lent prayer,
4 -4 -4 4 4
And some-how I know,
6 -6 -5 5
He hears me there,
5 -5 7 7 -6 6 5
Though soft I tread a-bove him,
4 -5 -5 6 -6 6
So now he sleeps in peace,
5 -4 -5 -6 -7 7
His Dan-ny Boy’s come home.

By: Brian Hooker & Rudolf Friml
From: “The Vagabond King”
The Three Suns
Key: F
Time: 3/4

-5 5* 5 -4 -3* -3
Nev-er try to bind me
-3 3* 3 -2 2
Nev-er hope to know
-3 3* 3 -2* -2 2
Take me as you find me
-1 2 -2 3 -3
Love and let me go
-4 4* -5 5* 5 -4 -3* -3
Tho’ the loves we leave be-hind us
4 -4 -3* -3 3
Change and fade a-way
-2 -1* -1 2 -2 3 -3 -6 -5
Nev-er mind you may be mine to-day

Hymn
Cathy Mattea
Key: A
Time: 3/4

2 2 2 2 -2* 2 2 -3
We shall meet but we shall miss him,
2 2 2 2 -2* 2 -4
There will be one va-cant chair;
2 2 4* -4 -3 3* 3* -2*
We shall lin-ger to ca-ress him
4* -4 -3 3* -2* 3* -3
While we breathe our eve-ning prayer;
-3 -3 -4 -4 -3 -2* 3* -4
When a year a-go we gath-ered,
3* 6 -5* 5* -4 -3 3*
Joy was in his mild blue eyes,
-4 -4 -4 -4 -3 -2* 3* -4
But a gold-en chord is sev-ered,
6 6 -5* 4* -3 -2* 2
And our hopes in ru-in lie.

Chorus
2 2 2 2 -2* 2 2 -3
We shall meet, but we shall miss him,
2 2 2 2 -2* 2 -3
There will be one va-cant chair,
2 2 4* -4 -3 3* 3* -2*
We shall lin-ger to ca-ress him
4* -4 -3 3* -2* 3* -3
While we breathe our eve-ning prayer.

American folk song
Key: E

4 4 5 6 6 6
7 7 8 9 9 9
The I-ron Horse draws nigh

-6 6 6 -5 -5 5 -5
-10 9 9 -9 -9 8 -9
With its smoke nos-trils high

6 -5 5 4 4 4 5 6
9 -9 8 7 7 7 8 9
Eat-ing fire while he graz-eth

-5 5 -4 4 -3 4 -4 6
-9 8 -8 7 -7 7 -8 9
Drink-ing wa-ter while he blaz-eth

5 6 4 4 4 4
8 9 7 7 7 7
Then the steam forc-es out

-5 5 -4 -4 -4 -4
-9 8 -8 -8 -8 -8
Whis-tles loud clear the route

5 -5 6 5 6 7 -6 6
8 -9 9 8 9 10 -10 9
For the I-ron Horse is com-ing

5 4 -4 4 4 4
8 7 -8 7 7 7
With a train in his wake

American folk song
Key: E

2 2 3* -4 -4 -4
The I-ron Horse draws nigh
4* -4 -4 -3 -3 3* -3
With its smoke nos-trils high
-4 -3 3* 2 2 2 3* -4
Eat-ing fire while he graz-eth
-3 3* -2* 2 -1* 2 -2* -4
Drink-ing wa-ter while he blaz-eth
3* -4 2 2 2 2
Then the steam forc-es out
-3 3* -2* -2* -2* -2*
Whis-tles loud clear the route
3* -3 -4 3* -4 6 4* -4
For the I-ron Horse is com-ing
3* 2 -2* 2 2 2
With a train in his wake

Aunt Etta Howard

Key: Gm

Time: 6/8

4 -4 5 -4 4 -4

7 -8 8 -8 7 -8

Oh, I mar-ried a wife

4 -4 4 -3” 3 2

7 -8 7 -6 6 5

And I tuck her to home

-3”-3 4 -4 5 6 5

-6 -7 7 -8 8 9 8

As the gen-tle young jen-ny,

-4 5 4 -3” -3

-8 8 7 -6 -7

The rose-mar-y tree

4 -4 5 -4 4 -4 4

7 -8 8 -8 7 -8 7

But I man-y times wish-ed

-4 5 4 -3” -3

-8 8 7 -6 -7

I’d left her a-lone

4 -4 5 5 -4 4

7 -8 8 8 -8 7

As the doe skims o-ver

-3” 4 -3” 3 2

-6 7 -6 6 5

The green val-ley

Aunt Etta Howard

Key: Gm

Time: 6/8

-3* 4 -5 4 -3* 4

Oh, I mar-ried a wife

-3* 4 -3* 3 -2 -1

And I tuck her to home

3 -3 -3* 4 -5 -5* -5

As the gen-tle young jen-ny,

5 -5 -3* 3 -3

The rose-mar-y tree

-3* 4 -5 4 -3* 4 -3*

But I man-y times wish-ed

4 -5 -3* 3 -3

I’d left her a-lone

-3* 4 -5 -5 4 -3*

As the doe skims o-ver

3 -3*-3 -2 -1

The green val-ley