JOHN HENRY
Leadbelly, Pete Seeger, Bruce Springsteen,
Johnny Cash, Big Bill Broonzy
Key: E

-8 9* 10 10 10 -8 9* -8 9* 10 10
When John Hen-ry was a lit-tle ba-by boy
10 10 10 10 -9 -9 -8
sit-tin’ on his pa-pa’s knee.
-8 9* 10 10 10 10 10
Well, he picked up his ham-mer
-8 -8 8* 8* 8* 7* 6
and a lit-tle piece of steel;
6 7* 7* 7 7*
said, «Ham-mer’s gon-na
6 -4 5* 6 7 7 6
be the death of me, Lord, Lord.
8* -8 7 7 6 -4 5* 6 6
Ham-mer’s gon-na be the death of me.»

The captain said to John Henry
«Gonna bring that steam drill ’round.
Gonna bring that steam drill out on the job.
Gonna whop that steel on down. Down, down.
Whop that steel on down.»

John Henry told his captain,
«A man ain’t nothin’ but a man,
But before I let your steam drill beat me
down,
I’d die with a hammer in my hand. Lord,
Lord.
I’d dies with a hammer in my hand.»

John Henry said to his shaker,
«Shaker, why don’t you sing?
I’m throwin’ thirty pounds from my hips on
down.
Just listen to that cold steel ring. Lord, Lord.
Listen to that cold steel ring.»

The man that invented the stream drill
Thought he was mighty fine,
But John Henry made fifteen feet;
The steam drill only made nine. Lord, Lord.
The steam drill only made nine.

John Henry hammered in the mountain
His hammer was striking fire.
But he worked so hard, he broke his poor
heart.
He laid down his hammer and he died. Lord,
Lord.
He laid down his hammer and he died.

John Henry had a little woman.
Her name was Polly Ann.
John Henry took sickand went to his bed.
Polly Ann drove steel like a man. Lord,
Lord.
Polly Ann drove steel like a man.

John Henry had a little baby.
You could hold him in the palm of your
hand.
The last words I heard that poor boy say,
«My daddy was steel-driving man. Lord,
Lord.
My daddy was a steel-driving.»

Well, every Monday morning
When the bluebirds begin to sing.
You can hear John Henry a mile or more.
You can hear John Henry’s hammer ring.
Lord, Lord.
You can hear John Henry’s hammer ring.

-6 -7 -8 -7 -6 -7 -8 -8
When John Henry was a lil ba-by

-6 -7 -8 -8 -8 8 -7 -6
A-sitting on his papa’s knee

-6 -7 -8 -8 -8 -7
He picked up a hammer

-6 -5 -7 -6 -5 -4
and a l’il piece of steel

5 -4 -5 -5 -4 3 -3 -4 -5
Said «Hammer’s gonna be the death of me,

-5 -4 -3 -4 -5 -4 3 -3 -4 -4
Lawd, lawd, Hammer’s gonna be the death of me

JOHN HARDY
19th C. Southern American folk song
Key: D

-5 7 7-8 -9 8 -7 -6* 6 -5
John Har-dy was a des-per-ate man
-5 7 7 -8 -9 -9 8 -8 -7
He car-ried a ra-zor ev-‘ry day
-5 7 -8 -9 8 -7 -6* -5
He killed a man in Chal-lis town
-5 6 -6* 6 -5 -4 -3 6 6 5*-3
You ought to seen poor John-ny get a-way
-5 6 6 6 -6* 6 -5 -4 -3 -5
You ought to seen poor John-ny get a-way

-5 -3 -5 <-6 -5

-9 10 -9 -7

-8 -7 7 -7

-5 7 6 -5 6

-5 -3 -5 <-6 -5

-9 10 -9 -7

-8 <8 -9 -9 -11

<-10 10 -9 -9

The John Dunbar theme from dance
with wolves coposed by
John Barry — (Complete harmonica parts)
I added + and — becuse its usefull for sydels tab helper it can play
notes
in +1 -1 format and C7 A4 etc to
also good tool is sydels recorder u can check what notes ur harmonica
gives
out and check Hz frequenty of notes 🙂

^ = play note longer
www = waveing or hand vibrato
‘ = bend
|| = play real fast

Dance with wolves John Dunbar theme Harmonica parts

-2″ +1 -2″ -3″ -2″ -5 +6 -5 +4 ^ -4 +4 -3′ +4 ^

-2″ -3′ -2 -2″ -2 ^ -2″ ^ www -2″ +1 -2″ -3″ -2″

| -5′ +4 -4 +5 | -5 ^ www

+4 ^^^ www -4 ^ www +5 -5 -5 +7 ^^^ www -6 ^^^ www +6 -5 -5 ^^^ www

[ long break ]

-4 ^^ www +4 -3′ +4 -2″ -3’ -2 -2″ -2 ^^^ www

[ again break ]

-4 ^^^ www +5 -5 -5 +7 ^^ -6 ^^ +6 -5 -5 ^^ www

[ again break ]

-5 ^^ +4 ^^^^ -4 +4 -2 -3″

[ END ]

4 3 4 5 4 7 -8 7 6
-6 6 -5 6 4 -5 -4 4 -4
4 3 4 5 4 7 -8 7 6
-6 -7 7 7 9 8 -8 7 7

2nd part

6 7 6 -5 5 -4 4

5 -5 5 -6 6 5 4

5 -5 5 -6 6 5 4

then transition back to the main theme. there is some different playing around that can be used to fix, but I came up with this on the fly.

John Deere Green (LF and G Harmonica) — Joe Diffie
This song starts in Low F (LF) and has a quick key change to G. Be
ready to switch harps in a beat. Have a blast filling in the solos.

***********************Key of LF**********************

Intro:
3 4 -5 5 7
3 4 -5 5 4

-4 4 5 5 -4 5 -4 -44
They were farm kids way down in Dixie
-4 4 5 5 4 3 4 3
Met in high school in the sixties
44 5 5 -4 4 5 -4 4 -4
Everyone knew it was love from the start
-4 4 5 5 4 5 -4 -4 4
One July in the midnight hour
4 4 45 5 4 3 4 3
He climbed upon the water tower
-4 4 4 5 4 -4 -4 4 6 6 5 4
Stood on the rail and painted a 10 foot heart
-4 5 -4 4
In John Deere Green
5 6 6 -5 5 -5
On a hot summer night
4 5 5 -4 4 5 4 4
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
4 5 6 6 -5 -5
In letters 3 foot high
5 6 -6 -6 -6
And the whole town said
6 65 6 5 6 -4
That he should have used red
-4 4 5 5 -4 4 -5
But it looked good to Charlene
-4 5 5-4 4
In John Deere Green
-4 4 4 5 5 5-4 -44
They settled down on 80 acres
-4 4 5 5 4 4 3 4 3
Raising sweet corn, kids, and tomatoes
-4 4 4 5 5 -4 4 5 -4 4 -4
They went together like a hand and a glove
-4 4 5 5 -4 4 -4 4
On a clear day from their front yard
4 4 5 5 4 4 3 4 3
If you look and know what to look for
-4 4 4 5 -4 4 -4 -4 4 6 6 54
Off to the east you can still read his words of love
-4 5 -4 4
In John Deere Green
5 6 6 -5 5 -5
On a hot summer night
4 5 5 -4 4 5 4 4
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
-4 5 6 6 -5 -5
In letters 3 foot high
5 6 -6 -6 -6
And the whole town said
6 65 6 5 6 -4
The boy should have used red
-4 4 5 5 -4 4 -5
But it looked good to Charlene
-4 5 5-4 4
In John Deere Green
-5 6 -5 6 -5 5 5 -4 5 -4
Now more than once the town has discovered
5 6 6-5 5 -5 5 4
Painting over, it ain’t no use
-5 6 -5 6 -5 5 5 5 -4 5 -4 4
There ain’t no paint in the world that’ll cover it
4 -5 -5 -5 5 -4
The heart keeps showing through

******(Quick Key change to G here on out)*********

-4 5 5-4 4
In John Deere Green
5 6 6 -5 5 -5
On a hot summer night
4 5 5 -4 4 5 4 4
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
4 5 6 6 -5 -5
In letters 3 foot high
5 6 -6 -6 -6
And the whole town said
6 65 6 5 6 -4
The fool should have used red
-4 4 5 5 -4 4 -5
But it looked good to Charlene
-4 5 5-4 4
In John Deere Green

Ahh, paint it green, boy (solo)

-4 5 5-4 4
In John Deere Green
5 6 6 -5 5 -5
On a hot summer night
4 5 5 -4 4 5 4 4
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
4 5 6 6 -5 -5
In letters 3 foot high
5 6 -6 -6 -6
And the whole town said
6 65 6 5 6 -4
The boy should have used red
-4 4 5 5 -4 4 -5
But it looked good to Charlene
-4 5 5-4 4
In John Deere Green

-6 -7 6 -6

7 -7 6 -6

6 6 6 -5 5 6 7 -8 8 8 8 — 8 7
John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
-6 -6 7 7 -6 -6 6 6 6 -5 5 5
John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
6 6 6 -5 5 6 7 -8 8 8 8 -8 7
John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
7 7 -7 7 -7 7 -7 7
His soul is marching on.

Chorus
(here you dont blow/draw single holes)

(55)56) (-4-5) (45) (56)(67)(78)(67)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!

(-5-6)(-6-7)(67)(67) (-4-5)(56)(45)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!

(56)(-4-5)(45)(56)(67)(78)(78)(77)(78)(-7-8)(67)
Glory, glory, hallelujah!

(67)(67)(-8-9) (-8 -9) (67) (-6-7)(67)
His soul is marching on.

John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
John Brown’s body lies a-mouldering in the grave,
His soul is marching on.
CHORUS:
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His soul is marching on.

JOHN BROWN’S BODY hi-lo
Trad. Folk
American marching song
Key: A

3 3 -2”2 3 4
6 6 -5 5 6 7
John Brown’s bod-y lies

-4 5 5 5 -4 4
-8 8 8 8 -8 7
a-mould-‘ring in the grave,

-3” -3”-3 4 -3 4
-6 -6 -7 7 -7 7
John Brown’s bod-y lies

-3” 3 -3” 3 2 3
-6 6 -6 6 5 6
a-mould-’ring in the grave,

3 3 -2” 2 3 4
6 6 -5 5 6 7
John Brown’s bod-y lies

-4 5 5 5 -4 4
-8 8 8 8 -8 7
a-mould-‘ring in the grave,

4 4 -4 -4 4 -3 4
7 7 -8 -8 7 -7 7
but his soul is march-ing on.

3 -2” 2 3 4 -4 5 4
6 -5 5 6 7 -8 8 7
Glo-ry, glo-ry, hal-le-lu-jah!

-3” -3 4 -3 4 -3”3 2
-6 -7 7 -7 7 -6 6 5
Glo-ry, glo-ry, hal-le-lu-jah!

3 -2” 2 3 4 -4 5 4
6 -5 5 6 7 -8 8 7
Glo-ry, glo-ry, hal-le-lu-jah!

4 -4 -4 4 -3 4
7 -8 -8 7 -7 7
His soul is march-ing on.

JOHN BROWN’S BODY
Trad. Folk
American marching song
Key: A

2 2 -1 1* 2 -3
John Brown’s bod-y lies
-4 4* 4* 4* -4 -3
a-mould-‘ring in the grave,
-2* -2* 3* -3 3* -3
John Brown’s bod-y lies
-2* 2 -2* 2 1* 2
a-mould-’ring in the grave,
2 2 -1 1* 2 -3
John Brown’s bod-y lies
-4 4* 4* 4* -4 -3
a-mould-‘ring in the grave,
-3 -3 -4 -4 -3 3* -3
but his soul is march-ing on.

2 -1 1* 2 -3 -4 4* -3
Glo-ry, glo-ry, hal-le-lu-jah!
-2* 3* -3 3* -3 -2* 2 1*
Glo-ry, glo-ry, hal-le-lu-jah!
2 -1 1* 2 -3 -4 4* -3
Glo-ry, glo-ry, hal-le-lu-jah!
-3 -4 -4 -3 3* -3
His soul is march-ing on.

-7 -7 -7 7 6 -7 -6 6 -7-7 -6 6
John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign
5
shore.
-7 -7-7 -7 -7 -8 6 6
His mama sure was proud of him!
-7 -7 -6 6 -7 5 6 -7-7 -6 6
He stood straight and tall in his uniform and
5
all.
-7 -7-7 -7 -7 -7 5 6 6 5
His mama’s face broke out all in a grin.

«Oh son, you look so fine, I’m glad you’re a son of mine,
You make me proud to know you hold a gun.
Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get,
And we’ll put them on the wall when you come home.»

As that old train pulled out, John’s ma began to shout,
Tellin’ ev’ryone in the neighborhood:
«That’s my son that’s about to go, he’s a soldier now, you know.»
She made well sure her neighbors understood.

She got a letter once in a while and her face broke into a smile
As she showed them to the people from next door.
And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun,
And these things you called a good old-fashioned war.
INTERLUDE
-7~~~~ -7 -7 -6 6 6 5
Oh!~~~~ Good old-fashioned war!

Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come.
They ceased to come for about ten months or more.
Then a letter finally came saying, «Go down and meet the train.
Your son’s a-coming home from the war.»

She smiled and went right down, she looked everywhere around
But she could not see her soldier son in sight.
But as all the people passed, she saw her son at last,
When she did she could hardly believe her eyes.

Oh his face was all shot up and his hand was all blown off
And he wore a metal brace around his waist.
He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know,
While she couldn’t even recognize his face!

Oh! Lord! Not even recognize his face.

«Oh tell me, my darling son, pray tell me what they done.
How is it you come to be this way?»
He tried his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move
And the mother had to turn her face away.

«Don’t you remember, Ma, when I went off to war
You thought it was the best thing I could do?
I was on the battleground, you were home . . . acting proud.
You wasn’t there standing in my shoes.»

«Oh, and I thought when I was there, God, what am I doing here?
I’m a-tryin’ to kill somebody or die tryin’.
But the thing that scared me most was when my enemy came close
And I saw that his face looked just like mine.»

Oh! Lord! Just like mine!

«And I couldn’t help but think, through the thunder rolling and
stink,
That I was just a puppet in a play.
And through the roar and smoke, this string is finally broke,
And a cannon ball blew my eyes away.»

As he turned away to walk, his Ma was still in shock
At seein’ the metal brace that helped him stand.
But as he turned to go, he called his mother close
And he dropped his medals down into her hand.

56 6 6-5 -4 -4 -5 -5 6 -6
There were three men come out of the west
6-5 6 -5 -4 -4 -4
Their for-tunes for to try
-66 6 6-5 -4 -4 5 -5 6 -6
And these three men made a sol-emn vow
6-5 6 6-5 -4 -4 -4
John Bar-ley-corn must die

-45 -5 6 -6-7 7-6 -8 -8 -8 -8
They ploughed they sowed they har-rowed him in
-6-7 7 7 -8 6 -6
Throwed clods u-pon his head
-7-6 6 6-5 -4 -4 5 -5 6 -6
And these three men made a sol-emn vow
6-5 6 6-5 -4 -4 -4
John Bar-ley-corn was dead

They’ve let him lie for a ve-ry long time
Til the rains from hea-ven did fall
And lit-tle Sir John sprung up his head
And so am-azed them all

They let him stand til mid-sum-mers day
Til he looked both pale and wan
And Lit-tle Sir John’s grown a long long beard
And so be-came a man

They’ve hired men with scythes so sharp
To cut him off at the knee
They rolled and tied him by the way
Serv-ing him so bar-bar-ous-ly

They’ve hired men with pitch-forks
Who’ve prick-ed him in the heart
And the load-er he has serv-ed him worse than that
For he has bound him to the cart
They-ve wheel-ed him a¬-round and a-round a field
Til they came on-to a pond
And there they made a sol-emn oath
On poor John Bar-ley-corn

They hired men with crab-tree sticks
To cut him skin from bone
And the miller hhe has ser¬ved him worse than that
For he’s ground him be-tween two stones

And lit-tle Sir John and the nut-brown bowl
And his brand-y in the glass
And lit-tle Sir John and the nut-brown bowl
Proved the strong-est man at last

The hunts-man he can’t hunt the fox
Nor so loud-ly blow his horn
And the tinker he can’t mend a ket-tle or pots
With-out a lit-tle bar-ley-corn

-4 +6 +6 -6 -7
-7 +7 -8 -8 +7 -7
-7 -6 -6 -7 +7
-7 -6 +6 +6 -4
-4 +6 +6 -6 -7
-7 +7 -8 -8 +7 -7
-7 -6 -6 -7 +7
-7 -6 +6 -7 +6

+6 +6 +7 +8

+6 +6 +7 +8

+6 +5 +6 +7 +6 +7 +8 +8

+6 +6 -7 -8

+6 +6 -7 -8

+6 -4 +6 -7 +6 -7 -8 -8
-4 -5 -6 -4 -5 -6
+7 +7 -7 -6
-4 -4 -5 -6 -4 -4 -5 -6
+6 -7 -7 +6

12 Hole Chromatic (std 48) Key of C

+3 +5 +5 -5 +6 +6 -6 +7 +7 +7 -6 +6
Nu Johan på Snippen har köpt sej klaver,
+6 -5 -5 +6 -6 -6 +6 -5 +5 +6 +3
mä åttio basar å fint faner.
+3 +5 +5 -5 +6 +6 -6 +7 +7 +7 -6 +6
Och nu ä de’ dans varje lörda gu’ ger,
+6 -5 -5 +6 -6 -6 +6 -5 +5 +6 +5
så på bönemöte går nog ingen mer.
+3+5 +5 -5 +6 +6 -6 +7 +7 +7 -6 +6
När som Johan tar klavere mellan sina hänner,
+6 -5 -5 +6 -6 -6 +6 -5 +5 +6 +3
jäntera di skrattar så di visar sina tanner,
+3 +5 +5 -5 +6 +6 -6 +7 +7 +7 -6 +6
och när han drar uppå bäljen ett drag,
+6 -5 -5 +6 -6 -6 +6 -5 +5 +6 +5
så blir de’ dans intill ljusande dag.
+5 +5 -6 -7 +5 +5 -6 -7 +5 +5 -6 +5 -7 -7
Alla våra pigor liksom alla våra drängar
+5 +5 +6 +7 +5 +5 +6 +7 +5 +5 +6 +5 +7 +7
känner melodien liksom taktens alla svängar.
+3 -4 -5 +3 -4 -5 -6 -6 -6 +6 -5
Johan han spelar så skjortan blir våt,
+3 +3 -4 -5 +3 +3 -4 -5 +5 +6 +5
lägger sin själ i varenda dragspels låt.

+3 +5 +5 -5 +6 +6 -6 +7 +7 +7 -6 +6
+6 -5 -5 +6 -6 -6 +6 -5 +5 +6 +3
+3 +5 +5 -5 +6 +6 -6 +7 +7 +7 -6 +6
+6 -5 -5 +6 -6 -6 +6 -5 +5 +6 +5
+5 +3 -2< +3 +3< +3 -4 +5

JOE HILL
Joan Baez
Key: C

3 2 3 3 3 2 3 3
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
3 -3 4 4 -4 4
A — live as you or me
3 4 4 4 3 -4 -3 3
Says I, «But Joe, you’re ten years dead,»
2 -1 -1 -4 -4 3
«I ne — ver died,» says he
3 3 3 -3 3 1
«I ne — ver died,» says he

My thanks to cholldorff for the diatonic version.

3 2 3 3 3 2 3 3
I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,

3 -3′ 4 4 -3 4
A — live as you or me

3 4 4 4 3 -3 -3′ 3
Says I, «But Joe, you’re ten years dead,»

2 -1 -1 -3 -3 3
«I ne — ver died,» says he

3 3 3 -3′ 3 1
«I ne — ver died,» says he

JOE BOWERS hi-lo
American miners’ song, circa 1860
Key: G

3 4 5 -4 4 -3′ 3
6 7 8 -8 7 -6 6
My name it is Joe Bow-ers

-3′ 4 -3′ 3 2 3
-6 7 -6 6 5 6
I’ve got a broth-er Ike

5 -4 4 -4 5 6 6
8 -8 7 -8 8 9 9
I came from old Mis-sou-ri

5 -5 5 4 5 -4
8 -9 8 7 8 -8
Just all the way from Pike

5 -4 4 -4 5 6 6
8 -8 7 -8 8 9 9
I’ll tell you how I came here

5 -5 5 4 5 -4
8 -9 8 7 8 -8
And how I came to roam

3 4 5 -4 4 -3’3
6 7 8 -8 7 -6 6
And leave my poor old ma-ma

-3′ 4 -3′ 3 2 3
-6 7 -6 6 5 6
So far a-way from home

JOE BOWERS
American miners’ song, circa 1860
Key: G

-5 7 -8 -7 7 6 -5
My name it is Joe Bow-ers
6 7 6 -5 -4 -5
I’ve got a broth-er Ike
-8 -7 7 -7 -8 -9 -9
I came from old Mis-sou-ri
-8 8 -8 7 -8 -7
Just all the way from Pike
-8 -7 7 -7 -8 -9 -9
I’ll tell you how I came here
-8 8 -8 7 -8 -7
And how I came to roam
-5 7 -8 -7 7 6 -5
And leave my poor old ma-ma
6 7 6 -5 -4 -5
So far a-way from home

JOE BOWERS 2nd pos
American miners’ song, circa 1860
Key: G
Harp: C

-3 5 -6 -5 5 4 -3
My name it is Joe Bow-ers

4 5 4 -3 -3” -3
I’ve got a broth-er Ike

-6 -5 5 -5 -6 -7 -7
I came from old Mis-sou-ri

-6 6 -6 5 -6 -5
Just all the way from Pike

-6 -5 5 -5 -6 -7 -7
I’ll tell you how I came here

-6 6 -6 5 -6 -5
And how I came to roam

-3 5 -6 -5 5 4 -3
And leave my poor old ma-ma

4 5 4 -3 -3” -3
So far a-way from home

-3 -3 -3 +4 +4 -4-4 +6-5+5

-4+4 -4 +5+5 -4+4

-5+6+6+6 +6+6-7-7 +6-5 +5+4

-4+5+5-4+4

-5-5 -5+6+6 -6+6

-4 +6 -6-7-6+6

-5+6+6 -6+6

+6-6 +7+7 +7+7 +7-7-6+6

-5+6+6 -6+6

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

-4 +5 +5 -4 +4

Now my name is Jock Stewart,
1 -1 2 3 2 -1
I'm a canny gaun man,
1 -1 2 4 -4 -3
And a roving young fellow I've been.
-3 -4 4 3 2 -1 1 -1 2

Chorus:
So be easy and free,
1 -1 2 3 2 -1
When you're drinkin' wi' me,
1 -1 2 4 -4 -3
I'm a man you don't meet every day.
-3 -4 4 3 2 -1 1 -1 1

Chorus

I have acres of land,
I have men at command,
I have always a shilling to spare.

Chorus

Now, I took out my gun,
With my dog for to shoot
Along by the banks of the Spey.

Chorus

So. come fill up your glasses
Of brandy and wine,
And whatever the cost, I will pay.

Chorus

Ja sam rodjen tamo na salasu
+6 +7 +8+8 -8+7 -7 -6-6+6
y ravnici kraj maloga rita
+7 -8+8+8 +9 -9+8-9 +8-8
ljuljali me talasi dunava
+8+8+8 +8 +9-9+8-9+8-8
ispracala vojvodjanska zita
+9+9+9+9 -9+8-8+8 -8 +7

4(4)55664(4)5 (5)5(4)44(3)(3) 4(4)55664(4)5 (5)5(4)44

[(6)7(7)7(8)7(7)7(8)7(7)7(8)7(7)7]x4 (6)

5(6)56(5)5(4)4(4) 5(5)543 5(5)5(4)6(5)6(4)6(7)

555(5)(4)5(3)(3)4(4) 555(5)(4)5(3)(3)4(4)

[5(6)7(7)(6)6(5)5 5(5)65(4)(4) 4(4)5(6)7(8)7(7)(6)6(6)6

4(4)555(5)(4)]x2

4(4)5(6)7(7) 7(7)(6)(7)(7)(6)(6)

4 -4 5 -4 5 -4 5 -5 5 -4 4
Tujhe dekh dekh sona
4 -4 5 -4 5 -4 5 -5 5 -4 4
Tujhe dekh dekh sona
4 -4 5 -4 5 -4 5 -5 5 -4 4
Tujhe dekh kar hai jagna
-4 -4 5 -4 4 -3″ -4
Maine yeh zindagani
-4 -4 5 -4 4 -3″ -4
Sang tere bitaani
-4 -4 -4 4 -4 5 -4 5 -4 4 5 -4 4
Tujhmein basi hai meri jaan haaye

(Chorus)
3 3 4 -3″ -3″ 4 -3″ -3″
Jiya dhadak dhadak
3 3 4 -3″ -3″ 4 -3″ -3″
Jiya dhadak dhadak
3 3 4 -3″ -3″ -4 -4 4 -3″ 3 3
Jiya dhadak dhadak jaaye

4 -4 5 -4 4 -3″ -6 -6 -6 6 5 6 6 7 6 5 6
Kabse hai dil mein mere armaan kayi ankahe
6 6 6 -4 -5 5 -4, 6 6 6 -4 5 -5 5 -4
Inko tu sunle aaja, chahat ke rang chadha ja
-4 -4 -4 4 -4 5 -4 5 -4 4 5 -4 4
Kehna kabhi toh mera maan haaye

(Chorus)

JIVE TALKIN’
By: Barry, Maurice & Robin Gibb
The BeeGees
From: “Saturday Night Fever”
Key: C

3 -3 4 -5 4 -3
It’s just your jive talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 4 -3
You’re tell-ing me lies, yeah
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 1
Jive talk-in’ You wear a dis-guise
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 4 3-34
Jive talk-in’ So mis-un-der-stood, yeah
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 1
Jive talk-in’ You’re real-ly no good

-5 6 -5 -5 -5 6 -5-3
Oh, my child You’ll nev-er know
6 6 6 6 -5 -55
Just what you mean to me
-5 6 -5 -5 -5 6 -5
Oh, my child You got so much
-5* -5 5 -5* -5 4 -3* 4 4 4
You’re gon-na take a-way my en-er-gy

3 -3 4 -5 4 -3
With all your jive talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 4 -3
You’re tell-ing me lies, yeah
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 1
Good lov-in’ Still gets in my eyes
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 4
No-bod-y be-lieves what you say
3 -3 4 -5 4 -3
It’s just your jive talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 1
That gets in the way

-5 6 -5 -5 -5 6 -5-3
Oh my love you are so good
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Treat-ing me so cruel
-5 6 -5 -5 -5 -5 6 -5
There you go with your fan-cy lies
-5* -5 5 -5* -5
Leav-in’ me look-in’
4 -3* 4 4 4
Like a dumb-struck fool
3 -3 4
With all your

3 -3 4 -5 4 -3
It’s just your jive talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 4 -3
You’re tell-ing me lies, yeah
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 1
Jive talk-in’ You wear a dis-guise
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 4 3-34
Jive talk-in’ So mis-un-der-stood, yeah
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 1
Jive talk-in’ You’re just ain’t no good

-5 4 -3
Love talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 4 -3
Is all ver-y fine, yeah
-5 4 -3
Jive talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 1
Just is-n’t a crime
3 -3 4 -5 4 -3
And if there’s some-bod-y
1 2 3 -3 4
You’ll love till you die
3 -3 4 -5 4 -3
Then all that jive talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 1
Just gets in your eye

-7 8 -7 7 6 -5 6 -5 4 -3
Do be lu bu loop Do be lu bu loop
3 -3 4 -5 6 7
Do do do do doot doot
-7 8 -7 7 6 -5 6 -5 4 -3
Do be lu bu loop Do be lu bu loop
3 4 -3
Do doot do

-5 4 -3
Jive talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 4 -3
You’re tell-ing me lies, yeah
-5 4 -3
Good lov-in’
1 2 3 -3 1
Still gets in my eyes
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 4
No-bod-y be-lieves what you say
3 -3 4 -5 4 -3
It’s just your jive talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 1
That gets in the way

-5 4 -3
Love talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 4 -3
Is all ver-y fine, yeah
-5 4 -3 1 2 3 -3 4
Jive talk-in’, just is-n’t a crime
3 -3 4 -5 4 -3
And if there’s some-bod-y
1 2 3 -3 4
You’ll love till you die
3 -3 4 -5 4 -3
Then all that jive talk-in’
1 2 3 -3 1
Just gets in your eye
-5 4 -3
Jive talk in’

JINGLE POLKA
By: Dixie Lou Thompson & John Rarig
The Modernaires, Thurl & the Mellomen
Key: C

3 -2* 3 -3 -2* 3
We’re off on a sleigh-ride
-3 -2* 3 6 6 6
Un-til the break of day
-5 5 -4 4 -3 -4 -2
Sing-ing the Jin-gle Pol-ka
3 2 -2 3 2 -2
A sleigh-ride a gay ride
3 2 -2 -5 -5 -5
The hap-py voic-es say
4 -4 -3 -4 3 -3 2
Let’s sing the Jin-gle Pol-ka
3 -2* 3 -3 -2* 3
The sleigh-bells are jing-ling
-3 -2* 3 6 6 6
Our fac-es are a-glow
5 6 -5 5 6 5 -5
As o-ver the snow we go
-3 -1 2 -2 -3 -4 4 3 -3
We’re co-zy and warm we have such fun
2 -2 3 -2 2 3 -5 5
While sing-ing the Jin-gle Pol-ka

it’s finally christmas so i had to tab this one out

5 5 5
5 5 5
5 6 4 (4) 5
(1st ending)(5) (5) (5) (5) (5) 5 5 5 5 (4) (4) (4) 5 (4) 6
(2nd ending)(5) (5) (5) (5) (5) 5 5 5 5 6 6 (5) (4) 4 (or 1234 as a
chord, your choice)

so thats jingle bells. have fun with it and play it for the family on
christmas eve or sometin’

6 8 -8 7 6
Dashing through the snow,

6 6 6 8 -8 7 -6
In a one horse o—pen sleigh!

-6 -9 8 -8 -7
O’er the fields we go,

9 9 -9 -8 8
Laughing all the way!

6 8 -8 7 6
Bells on bob tails ring,

6 8 -8 7 -6
Making spirits bright!

-6 -6 -9 8 -8 9 9 9
What fun it is to laugh and sing,

9 -10 9 -9 -8 7
A sleighing song to-night!

CHORUS

9 8 8 8 8 8 8
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells,

8 9 7 -8 8
Jingle all the way!

-9 -9 -9 -9 -9 8 8
Oh, what fun it is to ride,

8 8 9 9 -9 -8 7
In a one horse o—pen sleigh!

A day or two ago,
I thought I’d take a ride,
And soon Miss Fanny Bright,
Was seated by my side!
The horse was lean and lank.
Misfortune seemed his lot!
We got into a drifted bank,
And then we got upsot!

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE