Home on the
Range
Oh(D) give
me a home where the(G)
buffalo(Gm)
roam,
Where the deer(D)
and the antelope(E7)
play(A7),
Where seldom(D)
is heard a discouraging(G)
word(Gm),
And the skies(D) are
not cloudy(A7)
all day(D).
Chorus:
Home(D), home(A7) on the range(D),
Where the deer(Bm)
and the antelope(E7)
play(A7),
Where seldom(D)
is heard a discouraging(G)
word(Gm),
And the skies(D)
are not cloudy(A7)
all day(D).
Where the air is so pure, and the zephyrs so free,
The breezes so balmy and light,
That I would not exchange my home on the range,
For all of the cities so bright.
The Red man was pressed from this part of the west,
He's likely no more to return,
To the banks of the Red River where seldom if ever
Their flickering campfires burn.
How often at night when the heavens are bright,
With the light from the glittering stars,
Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed,
If their glory exceeds that of ours.
Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours,
The curlew I love to hear cry,
And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks,
That graze on the mountain slopes high.
Oh give me a land where the bright diamond sand,
Flows leisurely down in the stream;
Where the graceful white swan goes gliding along,
Like a maid in a heavenly dream.
Then I would not exchange my home on the range,
Where the deer and the antelope play;
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word,
And the skies are not cloudy all day.
Oh Susannah!
Well I come (F) from
Alabama (Am),
With my banjo (Dm)
on my knee (G),
I'm going (F)
to Louisiana (Am),
Susannah (Dm),
For (G) my
true love for to see (F).
Oh (Bb),
Susannah (Dm)
don't (F)
you
cry for me (C).
Cause I come (F)
from Alabama (Am)
with my banjo (Dm)
on (G) my
knee (F).
It rained all night the day I left,
The weather it was dry,
The sun so hot I froze to death,
Oh, Susannah now don't you cry for me.
Cause I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
Oh Susannah! Oh don't you cry for me,
I've come from Alabama,
With a banjo on my knee.
Old
Smokey
(C) On top
of
Old
(F) Smokey,
All covered in (C)
snow,
I lost my true (G7)
lover,
For a courting too (C) slow.
For courting is a pleasure,
And parting is grief,
And a false-hearted lover,
Is worse than a thief.
A thief will just rob you,
And take all you have,
But a false-hearted lover,
Will lead you to the grave.
The grave will decay you,
And turn you to dust,
Not one boy in a hundred,
A poor girl can trust.
They'll hug you and kiss you,
And tell you more lies,
Than cross-ties on a railroad,
Or stars in the sky.
So come all young maidens,
And listen to me,
Never place your affections,
On a green willow tree.
The roots they will wither,
The leaves they will die,
You'll all be forsaken,
And never know why.
Do Your Ears Hang
Low?
Do your (G)
ears hang low
(G) Do they
wobble to and fro?
(C) Can you
tie them in a knot?
(D) Can you
tie them in a bow?
(D)
Can you (G)
throw them over your shoulder
(G) Like a
continental soldier
(G) Do your
ears (D)
hang (G)
low?
Do your ears hang high?
Do they reach up to the sky?
Do they droop when they are wet?
Do they stiffen when they're dry?
Can you semaphore your neighbor
with a minimum of labor?
Do your ears hang high?
Do your ears flip-flop?
Can you use them for a mop?
Are they stringy at the bottom?
Are they curly at the top?
Can you use them for a swatter?
Can you use them for a blotter?
Do your ears flip-flop?
Do your ears hang out?
Can you waggle them about?
Can you flip them up and down
as you fly around the town?
Can you shut them up for sure
when you hear an awful bore?
Do your ears hang out?
She'll
Be Coming 'Round
the Mountain
(C) She'll
be coming around the mountain when she comes.
She'll be coming around the mountain when she (G7) comes.
(G7) She'll
be (C) coming
around the mountain, she'll be coming around the
mountain,
She'll (F)
be coming around (G7) the
mountain when (C) she comes.
She'll be driving six white horses when she comes.
She'll be driving six white horses when she comes.
She'll be driving six white horses, she'll be driving six white horses,
She'll be driving six white horses when she comes.
And we'll all go out to meet her when she comes.
And we'll all go out to meet her when she comes.
And we'll all go out to meet her, and we'll all go out to meet her,
And we'll all go out to meet her when she comes.
She'll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes,
She'll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes,
She'll be wearing pink pyjamas, she'll be wearing pink pyjamas,
She'll be wearing pink pyjamas when she comes.
Kumbaya
(G) Kumbaya
my Lord, (Em)
kumba (G) ya
(G) Kumbaya
my Lord, (C)
kumba (D) ya
(G) Kumbaya
my Lord, (Em)
kumba (G) ya
(C) Oh (G) Lord (D) kumba (G) ya
Someone's crying my Lord, kumbaya
Someone's crying my Lord, kumbaya
Someone's crying my Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord kumbaya
Someone's singing my Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing my Lord, kumbaya
Someone's singing my Lord, kumbaya
Oh Lord kumbaya
Show
Me the Way to go Home
Show (D) me
the way to go home,
I'm tired (G)
and I want to go to bed (D),
Oh, I had (D) a
little drink about an hour ago,
And it's gone (A)
right to my head!
Wherever (D)
I may roam, on land (G) or
sea or foam (D),
You will always (D)
hear me singing this song,
Show (A) me
the way to go home (D).
Indicate the way to my abode,
I'm fatigued and I wish to retire,
Oh, I had a little beverage 60 minutes ago,
And it's gone right to my cranium,
Wherever I may perambulate, on land or sea or atmospheric
pressure
You will always hear me chanting this melody
Show me the way to my abode.
Running
Bear
(A) On the
bank of the river,
Stood Running (D)
Bear, young Indian (A)
brave.
On the other side of the river,
Stood a (B7)
lovely Indian (E7)
maid.
Little (A) White
Dove was her name,
Such a (D)
lovely sight to (A)
see,
But their tribes fought with each other,
So their (E7)
love could never (A)
be.
CHORUS:
(D) Running (A) Bear
loved Little White Dove,
(E7) With a (A) love
big as the sky.
(D) Running (A) Bear
loved Little White Dove,
(E7)
With a (A)
love that couldn't die.
They couldn't swim the raging river,
Cos' the river was too wide.
He couldn't reach his little White Dove,
Waiting on the other side.
In the moonlight he could see her,
Blowing kisses cross the waves,
Her little heart was beating faster,
Waiting for her brave.
Running Bear dived in the water,
Little White Dove did the same.
As they swam towards each other,
Through the swirling waves they came.
As their hands touched and their lips met,
The raging river pulled them down,
Now they'll always be together,
In that happy hunting ground.
Kookaburra
(C) Kookaburra
(F) sits in
an old (C) gum
tree,
(C) Merry,
merry (G7)
king of the (C)
bush is he.
(F) Laugh
Kookaburra, (C) laugh
Kookaburra,
(C) Gay your
life must be!
Ha, ha, ha!
Kookaburra sits in an old gum tree,
Eating all the gum drops he can see.
Stop Kookaburra! stop Kookaburra!
Save some there for me!
Yum, yum, yum!
The Lion Sleeps
Tonight
Chorus:
(G) Wimo (C) weh, wimoweh,
wimoweh,
(G) wimoweh,
wimoweh, wimoweh,
(D) wimoweh,
wimoweh
Near the village the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight
Near the village the quiet village
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush my darling don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush my darling don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
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