19th C. American folk song
Key: C
Time: 2/4
Harp: F

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Mon-day was my wed-ding day

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Tues-day I was mar-ried

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Wednes-day night my wife took sick

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Sat’-day she was bur-ied

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Oh! Look-y here! Oh! Look-y where?

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8 -8 7 -6 6 6
Look right o-ver yan-der

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6 7 -8 8 -9 9 -9
Don’t you see the ole grey goose

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8 -8 7 -6 6 6
Smil-ing at the gan-der

New England version of an English folk song
Key: A
Time: 2/2

1 1 -1 2 -2” 3 3
4 4 -4 5 -5 6 6
There was a lit-tle wom-an

3 4 4 -3”
6 7 7 -6
As I’ve heard tell

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6 5 -4 4 -4 5 4
Fol-lol, did-dle, did-dle, dol

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4-4 5 -5 6 6
She went to mar-ket

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6 7 7 7 -6
Her eggs for to sell

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6 5 -4 4 -4 5 4
Fol-lol, did-dle, did-dle, dol

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7 7 7 4 4
She went to mar-ket

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4 7 7 7 7 4
All on a mar-ket day

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And she fell a-sleep

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All on the King’s high-way

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Fol de rol de lol lol, lol lol lol

3 2 -1 1 -1 2 1
6 5 -4 4 -4 5 4
Fol-lol, did-dle, did-dle, dol

New England version of an English folk song
Key: A
Time: 2/2

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There was a lit-tle wom-an
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As I’ve heard tell
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Fol-lol, did-dle, did-dle, dol
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She went to mar-ket
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Her eggs for to sell
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Fol-lol, did-dle, did-dle, dol
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She went to mar-ket
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All on a mar-ket day
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And she fell a-sleep
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All on the King’s high-way
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Fol de rol de lol lol, lol lol lol
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Fol-lol, did-dle, did-dle, dol

Trad. folk

Key: F#m

Time: 6/8

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9 8 7 7 7 -8

There was an old farm-er

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8 -8 -6 6 6

Went out for to plow

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With a nu sing nag-gle sing nu

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9 8 7 7 7 -8

There was an old farm-er

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8 -9 -9 8 -8

Went out for to plow

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He hitched up an ox,

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And an a*s and a cow

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With a nu sing nag-gle sing nu nu nu

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8 9 8 -8 7 -6 6

a nu sing nag-gle sing nu

Trad. folk

Key: F#m

Time: 6/8

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There was an old farm-er

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Went out for to plow

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With a nu sing nag-gle sing nu

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There was an old farm-er

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Went out for to plow

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He hitched up an ox,

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And an a*s and a cow

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With a nu sing nag-gle sing nu nu nu

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a nu sing nag-gle sing nu

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The road goes ever on and on

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down from the door where it began.

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Now far ahead the Road has gone,

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and I must follow, if I can,

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pursuing it with eager feet,

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until it joins some larger way

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where many paths and errands meet.

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And whither then? I cannot say.

Irish folk song
Key: A

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Oh, the old turf fire
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And the hearth swept clean
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There is no one half so hap-py
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As my-self and Pad-dy Keane
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With the ba-by in the cra-dle
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You could hear her mam-my say
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Would-n’t you go to sleep, a-lan-na
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Till I wet your dad-dy’s tay

Irish folk song
Key: A

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Oh, the old turf fire
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And the hearth swept clean
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There is no one half so hap-py
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As my-self and Pad-dy Keane
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With the ba-by in the cra-dle
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You could hear her mam-my say
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Would-n’t you go to sleep, a-lan-na
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Till I wet your dad-dy’s tay

A hungry feeling, came o’er me stealing
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As the mice were squealing in my prison cell.
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And that old tri-an-gle, it played jin-gle jan-gle
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All along the banks of the Royal Canal.
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And in the mornin’ the screws they were bawlin’,
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“Get up ya lousies and clean out yer cell.”
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And that old tri-an-gle it played jin-gle jan-gle
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All along the banks of the Royal Canal
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On a fine spring evenin’ the lag lay dreamin’
The sea-gulls beamin’ high above the wall
And that old triangle, it goes jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

The screw was peepin’ and the lag lay sleepin’
As he lay there weepin’ for his good gal Sal.
And the old triangle, it plays jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

In the female prison there are seventy women
And it’s there with them that I’d like to dwell
And the old triangle, would go jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

Ah, the day was dyin’ and the lag was sighin’
As I lay cryin’ in my prison cell
And that old triangle, it played jingle jangle
All along the banks of the Royal Canal.

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On a hill far a- way,
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stood an old rug-ged cross
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The emb-lem of suffer-ing and shame
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And I love that old cross, .
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where the dear-est and best
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for a world of lost sin-ners was slain.

chorus
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So I’ll cher-ish the old rug-ged cross,
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Till my troph-ies at last I lay down.
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I will cling to the old rug-ged cross
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And ex-change it some day for a crown.

verse 2
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O that old rug-ged cross,
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so de-spised by the world.
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Has a wondrous attract-ion for me;
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For the dear Lamb of God
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Left His glo ry a — bove
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To bear it to dark Cal va ry.

verse 3
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In the old rug-ged cross,
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stained with blood so div- ine,
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A won-drous beau-ty I see;
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For ’twas on that old cross
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Jesus suf-fered and died,
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To par- don and sanc-ti-fy me.

verse 4
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To the old rug-ged cross
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I will ev-er be true,
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Its shame and re-proach glad-ly bear;
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Then He’ll call me some day
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To my home far a- way,
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Where His glo-ry for- ev-er I’ll share.

Old Rugged Cross
played using 2 Melody Makers, example is D and E but can also use C
and D or G and A.
b means draw bend.

DMM -3 4 -4 -4b 5 -4
On a hill far away
EMM 4 4 -4 -4b 5 -4
stood an old rugged cross
DMM 5 -5 5 -4 4 -4 4 -3
The emblem of suffering and shame
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And I love that old cross
EMM 4 4 -4 -4b 5 -4
where the dearest and best
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For a world of lost sinners was slain
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6 -5 5 5 5 6 -5 5 -4
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refrain all DMM

(Lee Oskar Melody Maker Key Of «G»)
**Bend 2 steps

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On a hill far a-way,

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stood an old rug-ged cross.

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The emb-lem of suffer-ing and shame.

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And I love that old cross,

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where the dear-est and best

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for a world of lost sin-ners was slain.

chorus
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So I’ll cher-ish the old rug-ged cross,

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Till my troph-ies at last I lay down.

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I will cling to the old rug-ged cross

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And ex-change it some day for a crown.

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On a hill far a-way,
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stood an old rugged cross.
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The emblem of suffering and shame.
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And I love that old cross,
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where the dearest and best
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for a world of lost sinners was slain.

Chorus
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So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
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Till my trophies at last I lay down.
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I will cling to the old rugged cross
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And exchange it some day for a crown
(Repeat)
(Repeat Last Line On Repeat)

O that old rugged cross,
So despised by the world.
Has a wondrous attract-ion for me;
For the dear Lamb of God
Left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.

This song plays with karaoke music run time 3:06.

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On a hill far a-way,

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stood an old rug-ged cross.

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The emb-lem of suffer-ing and shame.

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And I love that old cross,

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where the dear-est and best

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for a world of lost sin-ners was slain.

chorus

-7 7 -8 -8 -8 -8 7 -7 7
So I’ll cher-ish the old rug-ged cross,

7 -7 -6 -6 -6 7 -7 -6 6
Till my troph-ies at last I lay down.

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I will cling to the old rug-ged cross

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And ex-change it some day for a crown.

Key F 4/4 Moderate Ragtime

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Irish folk song
Key: D
Time: 6/8

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In the coun-ty Ty-rone
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Near the town of Dun-gan-non
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Where man-y the ruc-tions
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Me-self had a han`-in
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Bob Wil-liam-son lived
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A weav-er by trade
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And all of us thought him
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A stout Or-ange blade
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On the twelfth of Ju-ly
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As it year-ly did come
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Bob played with his flute
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To the sound of a drum
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You may talk of your harp
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Your pi-an-o or lute
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But there’s none can com-pare
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With the old or-ange flute

Irish folk song
Key: D
Time: 6/8

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In the coun-ty Ty-rone
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Near the town of Dun-gan-non
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Where man-y the ruc-tions
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Me-self had a han`-in
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Bob Wil-liam-son lived
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A weav-er by trade
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And all of us thought him
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A stout Or-ange blade
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On the twelfth of Ju-ly
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As it year-ly did come
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Bob played with his flute
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To the sound of a drum
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You may talk of your harp
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Your pi-an-o or lute
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But there’s none can com-pare
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With the old or-ange flute

Trad. folk
Bing Crosby
Key: G
Time: 3/8

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How dear to the heart are
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the scenes of my child-hood,
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When fond re-col-lec-tion
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Pre-sents them to view,
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The wide spread-ing pond,
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And the mill that stood by it,
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The bridge and the rock
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where the ca-ta-ract fell.

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The old oak-en buck-et,
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the i-ron-bound buck-et,
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The moss-cov-‘r’d buck-et
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that hung in the well.

Johnny Mercer & Hoagy Carmichael

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One night long a-go by the light of the moon

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An old mus-ic mas-ter sat com-pos-ing a tune

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His spi-rit was soar-ing his heart full of joy

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When right our of no-where stepp’d

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a lit-tle co-loured boy

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You got-ta jump it mus-ic mas-ter

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you got-ta play that rhy-thm fas-ter

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you’re nev-er gon-na get it played

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On the hap-py car hit par-ade

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You bet-ter tell your friend beet-ho-ven

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and mis-ter reg-gi-nald De-ko-ven

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they bet-ter do the same as you

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or they’re gon-na be cor-ny too

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long a-bout nine-teen se-ven-teen

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jazz ’ll come up on the scene

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then a-bout nine-teen thir-ty five

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you’ll be-gin to hear swing

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boo-gie woo-gie and jive

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you got to show that big broad-cast-er

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that you’re a sol-id mus-ic mas-ter

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and you’ll a-chieve pos-te-ri-ty

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that’s a bit of ad-vice from me

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He’s as right as can be

French folk song
Key: Bb

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Au clair de la lu-ne,
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mon A-mi Pier-rot
-3*-3* -3* 4 -5 4
Pre-te-moi ta plu-me
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pour e-crire un mot
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Ma chan-delle est mor-te
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Je n’ai plus de feu
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Oeu-vre moi ta por-te
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Pour l’a-mour de Dieu

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Au clair de la lune,

7 8 -8 7
mon Ami Pier-rot

7 7 7 -8 8
Pre-te-moi ta plume

7 8 -8 -8 7
pour ec-rire un mot

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Ma chan-delle est mor-te

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Je n’ai plus de feu

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Oeuvre moi ta porte

7 8 -8 -8 7
Pour l’a-morte de dieu

ENJOY!!!

3 3 3 4 5 5 5 4 Au 31 du mois d’aout,
5 5 5 4 5 4 (4)… au 31 du mois d’aooouuut,

3 3 3 4 5 5 5 4 Nous vimes venir, sous le vent, vers nous,
5 5 5 4 5 4 (4)… nous vimes venir, sous le vent, vers noouus,

5 (5) 6 6 (5) 5 (5) 5 4… Une fregate d’Angleterreee
3 4 4 4 (4) 4 (4) 5 qui fendait la mers et les flots
(4) 5 (5) c’etait pour
5.. (4) 4 (4) aaattaquer Bordeaux

REFRAIN:

3 3 3 4 5 5 5 4 Buvons un coup, buvons en deux
5 5 5 4 5 4 (4)… A la sante des amoureux

5 (5) 6 6 (5) 5 (5) 5 4… A la sante du roi de France…
3 4 4 4 (4) 4 (4) 5 Et merde pour le roi d’Angleterre,
(4) 5 (5) qui nous a
5.. (4) 4 (4) declare la gueerre

VERSE 1:
4 -4 5 5 5 5 -4 -4 4 4 4 4
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last

4 4 -4 5 5 5 -4 3
night, now they blew up his house too

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Down on the boardwalk they’re getting ready

-4 4 4 4 -4 5 5 5 5 -4 4 -3
for a fight, gonna see what them racket boys can

-3
do.

VERSE 2:
4 -4 5 5 5 -4 -4 4 4 4 4
Now there’s trouble bustin in from out-a state

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And the D.A can’t get no relief

4 4 4 -4 5 5 5 -4 -4 -4 4 4
Gonna be a tumble out on the promenade

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And the gamblin commission’s hanging on

-3 -3 -4 -4 -4 3
by the skin of his teeth

CHORUS:
3 4 5 5 5 5 -4 5 -4 4 4
Well now, everything dies baby that’s a fact

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But maybe everything that dies someday comes back

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Put your make up on, fix your hair up pretty

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And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

VERSE 3:
Well i got a job and tried to put my money away,
But I got debts that no honest man can pay.
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust,
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus.

CHORUS:
Now baby, everything dies, honey that’s a fact.
But maybe everthing that dies someday comes back.
Put your make up on, fix your hair up pretty.
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City.

VERSE 4:
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Now our, luck may have died

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And our love may be cold, but with you forever

5 4
I’ll stay.

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We’re going out where the sand’s turning to gold.

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Put on your stockins baby cause

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the night’s getting cold

CHORUS:
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And maybe everything dies, baby that’s a fact

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But maybe everything that dies someday comes back

VERSE 5:
Now I been looking for a job, but it’s hard to find.
Down here it’s just winners and losers and don’t get caught on the
wrong side of that line.
Well I’m tired of coming out on the losing end.
So honey last night I met this guy,
And I’m gonna do a little favour for him.

CHORUS:
Well I guess, everything dies baby that’s a fact.
But maybe everthing that dies someday comes back.
Put your make up on, fix your hair up pretty.
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City.

4 4 4 4 4 4 -4 -3 -3

Na na na na na na na na na

-3 4 -3 4 4 -3 -3” -3” -3”

Na na na na naaaaaaa na na

4 -3 -3 3 -4 4 4 -3”

Hey you, see me, pictures crazy

-5 -5 5 5 5 4 -4 -3 -4 -3 4 -3 -3”

All the world I’ve seen before me passing byyyyyy

4 -3 -3 3 -4 4 4 -3”

I’ve got nothing, to gain, to lose

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

All the world I’ve seen before me passing byyyyyyyyyy

7 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

7 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

7 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

5 5 5 5 5 -5 6 -5 4

I don’t feel it an-y-m-o-re

-3 4 -3” -5 -5 5 5 5 4 -4 -3 -4 -3 4 -3 -3”

anymore… na na na na na na na na na na naaaaaa

4 -3 -3 3 -4 4 4 -3”

Hey you, are me, not so pretty

-5 -5 5 5 5 4 -4 -3 -4 -3 4 -3 -3”

All the world I’ve seen before me passing byyyyyy

4 -3 -3 3 -4 4 4 -3”

Silent my voice, I’ve got no choice

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

All the world I’ve seen before me passing byyyyyyyyyy

7 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

7 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

7 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 7

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 7 7 7

I don’t see, anymore

-6 -6 -6 7 7 7

I don’t hear, anymore

-6 -6 8 -8 7 -6

I don’t speeeaaak

-6 6 6 -6 5 6 5

I don’t feeeeeeeel

-6 -6 6 5 -5 6 -5 -4 -5 -5 5 -4 4

Na na na na na na na na na na naaaaa

-6 -6 6 5 -6 -6 -6 -6 7 -7 -6

Na na na na na na na na na na naaaaa

-6 6 6 -5 5 -8 7 7 -6

Hey you, se-e me, pictures crazy

-6 -6 6 5 -5 6 -5 -4 -5 -5 5 -4 4

All the world I’ve seen before me passing byyyyy

-6 6 6 -5 5 -8 7 -6 -6 7 -6

I’ve got no-th-ing, to ga-in, to lo-se

-6 -6 6 5 -6 -6 -6 -6 7 -7 -6

All the world I’ve seen before me passing by

7 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

7 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

7 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6

You don’t care bout how I feel

-6 -6 -6 -6 -6 -6 7

I don’t feel it anymore

-6 -6 -6 7 7 7

I don’t see, anymore

-6 -6 -6 7 7 7

I don’t hear, anymore

-6 -6 8 -8 7 -6

I don’t speeeaaak

-3” -3” 5 4

I don’t fe-el

-4 5 -6 6 -4 5
Yaari teri yaari
-6 6 -6 -5 6 -5 -4 4 5 -4
Chal maana iss baari
-4 5 -6 6 -4 -4 5
Saari meri fikre
-6 -6 6 -6 -5 6 -5 5 4 5 -4
Tere aage aake haari

-4 5 -6 6 -4 5
Yaari teri yaari
-6 6 -6 -5 6 -5 -4 4 5 -4
Chal maana iss baari
-4 5 -6 6 -4 -4 5
Saari meri fikre
-6 -6 6 -6 -5 6 -5 5 4 5 -4
Tere aage aake haari

-7 7 -7 -6 6 5 7 7 -6 7, 6 -5 5 -4 4 5 -4
Oo laggi mujhko, teri bimaari

(Chorus)
4 -4 5 5 5 4 4 -4 5 5 5 4 4 -4
Iss bedhangi duniya ke sangi
5 4 4 -3″ -3″ 4 3 3
Hum na hote yaara
4 4 -4 -4 4 -4 -4 4 -4 -4 -4 5 -4 4 4 -4
Apni toh yaari atrangi hai re
4 -4 5 5 5 4 4 -4 5 5 5 5 4 -4 5 -4 4 4 -3″ 4 3 3
Kar berangi shaamein huddangi mast malangi yaara
4 4 -4 -4 4 -4 -4 4 -4 -4 -4 5 -4 4 4 -4
Apni toh yaari atrangi hai re
5 5 5 -5 5 7 -7 -6 6 5
Atrangi re oo.. hey!
7 -7 -6 6 5
Wo o.. hey
7 -7 -6 6 -4 5 6 4
Wo o.. yeah ee yeah

Blondie / Sleeper
Trainspotting soundtrack

intro

-5 5 -4 -5 5 -4

-6 6 -5 -6 6 -5

-5 5 -4 4 -6

-4 -5 5 -4

-4 -4 -4 -5 5 -4

-4 -5 5 6 -6

-4 -5 5 -4

-4 -4 -4 -5 5 -4

-4 -5 5 6 -6

Atlantis chorus — (Way down below the Ocean)

The rest of the song is spoken word.

5 5 5 7 7 7 <-6 -5 Way down below the o----cean -6 -6 -6 -6 6 6 6 -5 where I want to be she may be, 5 5 5 7 7 7 <-6 -5 Way down below the o----cean -6 -6 -6 -6 6 6 6 -5 where I want to be she may be, 5 5 5 7 7 7 <-6 -5 Way down below the o----cean -6 -6 -6 -6 6 6 6 -5 where I want to be she may be, (repeat and fade)

HSB= HALF STEP BEND
FSB= FULL STEP BEND
HV= HAND VIBRATO
SB= SCOOP BEND (this means start unbent go to bent and come back again
so technically its 3 notes in one
So rather than put say -4,-4b,-4 ill just put -4sb. For those of you
learning scoops or willing to try
Say DWAH on the in breath)

00:54 -4 (hold) -4SB,-4,-4SB,-4 (Hold),-4,-4SB,
-4

01:38 -4 (Hold) 4,-4SB,-4 (Hold),-4SB,-4,-4,4,-3
-4,-4,-5,-4, -4 (hold) -4SB, -4 (hold)-4SB

02:24 -4,-5,-5b,-5b (Hold)

02:58 -4,-5b,4

ENJOY!!!

VERSE 1:
4 -4 5 5 5 5 -4 -4 4 4 4 4
Well they blew up the chicken man in Philly last

4 4 -4 5 5 5 -4 3
night, now they blew up his house too

4 4 -4 5 5 5 5 -4 -4-4
Down on the boardwalk they’re getting ready

-4 4 4 4 -4 5 5 5 5 -4 4 -3
for a fight, gonna see what them racket boys can

-3
do.

VERSE 2:
4 -4 5 5 5 -4 -4 4 4 4 4
Now there’s trouble bustin in from out-a state

4 -4 5 5 5 -4 4 3 3
And the D.A can’t get no relief

4 4 4 -4 5 5 5 -4 -4 -4 4 4
Gonna be a tumble out on the promenade

4 -4 5 5 5 5 5 5 -4 4
And the gamblin commission’s hanging on

-3 -3 -4 -4 -4 3
by the skin of his teeth

CHORUS:
3 4 5 5 5 5 -4 5 -4 4 4
Well now, everything dies baby that’s a fact

5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 -4 -4 -3 4
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back

-4 5 5 5 5 -4 -4 4 4 5 5
Put your make up on, fix your hair up pretty

3 3 4 4 4 5 5 -4 4 4 4
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

VERSE 3:
Well i got a job and tried to put my money away,
But I got debts that no honest man can pay.
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust,
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus.

CHORUS:
Now baby, everything dies, honey that’s a fact.
But maybe everthing that dies someday comes back.
Put your make up on, fix your hair up pretty.
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City.

VERSE 4:
5 6 -6 -6 -6 -6
Now our, luck may have died

6 6 -6 6 6 5 4 4 4 4 -4 -4
And our love may be cold, but with you forever

5 4
I’ll stay.

-6 -6 -6 -6 6 6 -6 6 6 5
We’re going out where the sand’s turning to gold.

5 5 -4 -4 4 4 4 4
Put on your stockins baby cause

-4 -4 4 4 4
the night’s getting cold

CHORUS:
4 5 5 5 5 5 5 -4-4 -4 4 4
And maybe everything dies, baby that’s a fact

5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 -4 -4 -3 4
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back

VERSE 5:
Now I been looking for a job, but it’s hard to find.
Down here it’s just winners and losers and don’t get caught on the
wrong side of that line.
Well I’m tired of coming out on the losing end.
So honey last night I met this guy,
And I’m gonna do a little favour for him.

CHORUS:
Well I guess, everything dies baby that’s a fact.
But maybe everthing that dies someday comes back.
Put your make up on, fix your hair up pretty.
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City.

6 -5 5 -4 5 -5 6 6 6
Atirei o pau no gato-to

-6 6 -5 -5 -5
Mas o gato-to

6 -5 5 5 5
Não morreu-reu-reu

4 4 -6 -6 -6
Dona Chica-ca

-7 -6 6 6 6
Admirou-se-se

-4 5 6 -4 5 6 -4 5 6
Do berrô do berrô do berrô

5 -4 5 4
Que o gato deu