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DENVER UKECOMMUNITYSEPTEMBER MEETING
CRIME
SONGS
House of the Rising Sun
"House Of The Rising Sun"
Am C D F
There is a house in New Orleans
Am C E7
They call the Rising Sun
Am C D F
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Am E7 Am
And God I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
There've been many songs written about the eternal triangleThis next one tells the story of a Mr Grayson, a beautiful womanAnd a condemned man named Tom Dooley...When the sun rises tomorrow, Tom Dooley... must hang...
Chorus[F] Hang down your head, Tom DooleyHang down your head and [C7] cryHang down your head, Tom DooleyPoor boy, you're bound to [F] die
[F] I met her on the mountainThere I took her [C7] lifeMet her on the mountainStabbed her with my [F] knife
Chorus
[F] This time tomorrowReckon where I'll [C7] beHadn't a-been for GraysonI'd a-been in Tennes[F]see
Chorus
[F] This time tomorrowReckon where I'll [C7] beDown in some lonesome valleyHangin' from a white oak [F] tree
Chorus
Outro[F] Hang down your head, Tom DooleyHang down your head and [C7] cryHang down your head, Tom DooleyPoor boy, you're bound to [F] die[C7] Poor boy, you're bound to [F] die[C7] Poor boy you're bound to [F] die[C7] Poor boy, you're bound to [F] die...
Tom Dooley - The Kingston Trio
Billboard #1 1958
You know I’m no good Amy Winehouse (We could play the sax parts on kazoos) [Dm] Meet you downstairs in the [Gm] bar and heard Your [A7] rolled up sleeves in your [Dm] skull t-shirt You said what [Dm] did you do with [Gm] him today And [A7] sniffed me out like I was [Dm] Tangueray Bridge [Gm] ‘Cos you’re my fella, my guy [E7] Hand me your Stella and Fly [Dm] By the time I’m out the door You [E7] tear me down like [A]Roger Moore Chorus [Dm] I cheated myself, [Am] like I [E7] knew I would [Am] I [Dm] told ya I was [Am] trouble You [E7] know that I’m no [Am] good. [Dm] Upstairs in bed with [Gm] my ex boy [A7] He’s in the place, but I [Dm] can’t get joy [Dm] Think of you in the [Gm] final throes [A7] This is when my [Dm] buzzer goes. [Gm] Run out to me, your chips and pita [E7] You say when we’re married ‘cos you’re not bitter [Dm] There’ll be none of him no more [E7] I cried for you on the kitchen floor Chorus Interlude [Dm] Sweet reunion, [Gm] Jamaica and Spain [A7] We’re like how we were again [Dm] I’m in the tub, you’re [Gm] on the seat [A7] Like your lips as I [Dm] soak my feet [Gm] Then you notice little carpet burn [E7] My stomach drops and my guts churn [Dm] You shrug and it’s the worst [E7] To truly stick the knife in first Chorus X2 OUTRO [Dm] [Gm] [E7] [Dm]
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Mack The Knifeartist:Bobby Darin , writer:Kurt Weill, Bertolt Brecht, Bobby Darin
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnOWikgTG2Q
[NC] Well, the [C6] shark has pretty [Dm] teeth dear and he [G7] keeps them pearly- [C6] white Just a [Am] jack-knife has old Mac [Dm] Heath dear and he [G7] keeps it out of [C6] sight
[NC] When the [C6] shark bites with his [Dm] teeth dear, scarlet [G7] billows start to [C6] spread Fancy [Am] gloves though wears old Mac [Dm] Heath dear, so there's [G7] never a trace of [C6] red
[NC] Sunday [C6] morning, on the [Dm] sidewalk, lies a [G7] body oozing [C6] life And someone's [Am] creeping „round the [Dm] corner. Could that [G7] someone be Mack the [C6] Knife?
Instrumental Verse
[NC] From a [C6] tug boat on the [Dm] river a ce[G7] ment bag's dropping [C6] down The ce[Am] ment's just for the [Dm] weight, dear. I bet you [G7] Mackyis back in [C6] town [NC] Louis [C6] Miller disap[Dm] peared, dear, after [G7] drawing all his [C6] cash And old Mac[Am] Heath spends like a [Dm] sailor, did our [G7] boy do something [C6] rash? [NC] Jenny [C6] Diver; Sukey [Dm] Tawdry; Lotte [G7] Lenya; Sweet Lucy [C6] Brown Well, the [Am] line forms on the [Dm] right girls now that [G7] Macky's back in [C6] town!
Instrumental Verse
[NC] Jenny [C6] Diver; Sukey [Dm] Tawdry; Lotte [G7] Lenya; Sweet Lucy [C6] Brown , [Am] [Dm] [G] [G] STOP [C]
Well, the [Am] line forms on the [Dm] right girls. You know that [G] Macky. [G7] STOP He's back in [C] town!
Jailhouse Rock
Recorded by Elvis Presley
written by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller
or G6, C7, D7
C
The warden threw a party in the county jail
The prison band was there and they began to
wail
The band was jumping and the joint began to
swing
C7
You should've heard those knocked out jailbirds
sing
F C
Let's rock everybody let's rock
G7 F
Everybody in the whole cell block
C
Was dancing to the Jailhouse Rock
C
Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone
Little Joe was blowing on the slide trombone
The drummer boy from Illinois went crash
boom bang
C7
The whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang
Repeat #2
C
Number forty seven said to number three
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see
I sure would be delighted with your company
C7
Come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me
Repeat #2
C
The sad sack was a sitting on a block of stone
Way over in the corner weeping all alone
The warden said hey buddy don't you be no
square
C7
If you can't find a partner use a wooden chair
Repeat #2
C
Shifty Henry said to Bugs for heaven's sake
No one's looking nows our chance to make a
break
Bugs turned to Shifty and he said nix nix
C7
I wanna stick around a while and get my kicks
Tuning: G C E A
I Fought The Law ukulele chords by The Clash ULTIMATE GUITAR COM
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The Clash I Fought The Law Key: Tuning: Standard EADGBe Chords used: - xx0232 - 320033 - x02220 - 244222 Intro: -- -- -- -- - - - x2 Verse 1: Breaking rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed money cause I had none I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won Chorus: I killed my baby and it feels so bad Guess my race is run she's the best girl that I ever had I fought the law and the law won - - - - I fought the law and the
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(Repeat Intro) Verse 2: Robbing people with a 6 gun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I left my girl and i lost my fun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won (Repeat Chorus) (Repeat Intro)
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KILLING ME SOFTLY-Charles Fox/Norman Gimbel
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Strummin’ my pain with his fingers, singin’ my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,
Tellin’ my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song.
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style.
And so, I came to see him, and listen for a while.
And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strummin’ my pain with his fingers, singin’ my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,
Tellin’ my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song.
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters, and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on
p.2. Killing Me Softly
Strummin’ my pain with his fingers, singin’ my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,
Tellin’ my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song.
He sang as if he knew me, in all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me, as if I wasn’t there
And he just kept on singin’, singin’ clear and strong
Strummin’ my pain with his fingers, singin’ my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song,
Tellin’ my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song.
Molly Malone Traditional folk (c. 1876)
Waltz (3/4 time) Intro: C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . In Dub-lin’s fair cit - y, where the girls are so pret-ty, . |C . . |Em . . |Dm . . |G I first set my eyes on sweet Mol - ly Ma-lone . . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . As she wheeled her wheel - bar-row, down streets broad and nar - row, . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . | C . . | Am . . |Dm . . |G . Chorus: A - live, a - live - o---- , a - live, a - live - o . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . She was a fish-mong-er, and sure, ‘twas no won-der, . |C . . |Em . . |Dm . . |G . For so were her fath-er and moth-er be - fore. . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . They each wheeled their bar-row, down streets broad and nar-row, . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . | C . . | Am . . |Dm . . |G . Chorus: A - live, a - live - o---- , a - live, a - live - o . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!”
. |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . She died of a fe - ver and no one could save her . |C . . |Em . . |Dm . . |G . And that was the end of sweet Mol - ly Ma - lone . |C . . |Am . . |Dm . . |G . Now her ghost wheels her bar-row, down streets broad and nar-row . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . | C . . | Am . . |Dm . . |G . Chorus: A - live, a - live - o---- , a - live, a - live - o . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C . Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!” . | C . . | Am . . |Dm . . |G . A - live, a - live - o---- , a - live, a - live - o . |C . . |Em . . |G . . |C\ Crying “cock - les and mus-sels, a - live, a - live-o!”
San Jose Ukulele Club
Maxwell's Silver HammerBeatles
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C - G7 - CCJoan was quizzical,
A7studied pataphysical
Dmscience in the
Dm7home
G7Late nights all alone with a test tube,
Coh, oh, oh,
G7oh
CMaxwell Edison
A7majoring in medicine,
Dmcalls her on the
Dm7phone
G7Can I take you out to the pictures,
CJo-o-o-o
G7an?
But D7as she's getting ready to go a
G7knock comes on the door
CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came
D7down upon her head
G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer
Made Dmsure that
G7she was
Cdead
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C - G7 - CCBack in school again ,
A7Maxwell plays the fool again,
Dmteacher gets an-
Dm7noyed
G7Wishing to avoid an unpleasant
Csce e e
G7ene
CShe tells Max to stay,
A7when the class has gone away,
Dmso he waits be
Dm7hind.
G7Writing fifty times I must not be
Cso o o
G7o
But D7when she turns her back on the boy, he
G7creeps up from behind
CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came
D7down upon her head
G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer
Made Dmsure that she was
G7dead
CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came
D7down upon her head
G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer
Made Dmsure that
G7she was
Cdead
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C - G7 - CCP.C. Thirtyone
A7said we caught a dirty one,
DmMaxwell stands a-
Dm7lone
G7Painting testimonial pictures,
Coh, oh, oh,
G7oh
CRose and Valerie
A7screaming from the gallery
Dmsay he must go
Dm7free
The G7judge does not agree and he tells them
Cso-o-o-
G7o
But D7as the words are leaving his lips, a
G7noise comes from behind
CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came
D7down upon his head
G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer
Made Dmsure that he was
G7dead
CBang, Bang, Maxwell's silver hammer came
D7down upon her head
G7Bang, bang, Maxwell's silver hammer
Made Dmsure that
G7she was
Cdead
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Co o o
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Amo o o
C7o o o
Fo o
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A7o o o
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I Shall Be Released Bob Dylan [C] They say everything can be [Dm] replaced, [Em] Yet every [F] distance [G] is not [C] near. [C] So I remember every [Dm] face [Em] Of every [F] man who [G] put me [C] here. [C] I see my light come [Dm] shining [Em] From the [F] west [G] unto the [C] east. [C] Any day now, any day now, [Em] I [F] shall [G] be re [C] leased. [C] They say every man needs [Dm] protection, [Em] They say [F] every [G] man must [C] fall. [C] Yet I swear I see my [Dm] reflection [Em] Some place so [F] high [G] above this [C] wall. [C] I see my light come [Dm] shining [Em] From the [F] west [G] unto the [C] east. [C] Any day now, [Dm] any day now, [Em] I [F] shall [G] be re [C] leased. [C] Standing next to me in this [Dm] lonely crowd, [Em] Is a man who [F] swears he's [G] not to [C] blame. [C] All day long I hear him [Dm] shout so loud, [Em] Crying [F] out that [G] he was [C] framed. [C] I see my light come [Dm] shining [Em] From the [F] west [G] unto the [C] east. [C] Any day now, [Dm] any day now, [Em] I [F] shall [G] be re [C] leased.
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I Shot The Sheriff – Bob Marley
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy
Gm Am Dm
All around in my hometown
Gm Am Dm
They're trying to track me down
Gm Am Dm
They say they want to bring me in guilty
Gm Am Dm
For the killing of a deputy
Gm Am Dm
For the life of a deputy But I say
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff but I swear it was in self-defence
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff and they say it is a capital offence
Gm Am Dm
Sheriff John Brown always hated me
Gm Am Dm
For what I don't know
Gm Am Dm
Every time I plant a seed
Gm Am Dm
He said kill it before it grows
Gm Am Dm
He said kill them before they grow And so
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff but I swear it was in self-defence
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff but I swear it was in self-defence
Gm Am Dm
Freedom came my way one day
Gm Am Dm
And I started out of town
Gm Am Dm
All of a sudden I saw Sheriff John Brown
Gm Am Dm
Aiming to shoot me down
Gm Am Dm
So I shot I shot I shot him down But I say
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy
Gm Am Dm
Reflexes got the better of me
Gm Am Dm
And what is to be must be
Gm Am Dm
Every day the bucket goes to the well
Gm Am Dm
But one day the bottom will drop out
Gm Am Dm
One day the bottom will drop out I say (riff)
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy
Dm Gm Dm
I shot the Sheriff but I didn’t shoot no deputy
Riff:
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Great Filling Station chords by Jimmy Bu�ett ULTIMATE GUITAR COM
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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## <[email protected]> Subject: song - "GreatFillingStation.crd" - Jimmy Buffett To: [email protected] Date: Wed, 18 Aug 93 13:22:37 EDT X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] The Great Filling Station Holdup ================================ By Jimmy Buffett Intro: I pulled into the regular pump I was feelin' quite at ease I rolled down my window and told the man, "Fifty cents worth please" Then out jumped my partner with his trusty pellet gun He said, "Boy, this is a holdup, keep 'a pumpin' and don't run" Chorus: And now I wish I was somewhere other than here Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here Cause that great fillin' station holdup Cost me two good years We got fifteen dollars And a can of STP A big ole jar of cashew nuts and a Japanese TV
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Feelin' we had pulled the biggest heist of our career We're wanted men, we'll strike again, But first let's have a beer And now I wish I was somewhere other than here Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here Cause that great fillin' station holdup Cost me two good years We were sittin' in the Krystal About as drunk as we could be In walked the deputy sheriff And he's holdin' our TV He roughed us and he cuffed us And he took us off to jail No picture on a poster, no reward and no bail (repeat chorus and fade) And now I wish I was somewhere other than here Down in some honky tonk, sippin' on a beer Yes I wish I was somewhere other than here Cause that great fillin' station holdup Cost me two good years //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// // Mike A. Hall // "They send you off to college, // // // try to gain a little knowledge, // // University of Georgia // But all you want to do is // // Athens, GA U.S.A. // learn how to score." --J.Buffett // //////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// �
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9/12/18, 4:19 PMSong-a-Matic Editor - Ukulele Music Prettifier by UkeGeeks Scriptasaurus
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The Tijuana Jail
I went one day, about a month ago,
To have a little fun in Mexico.
I ended up in a gamblin’ spot,
Where the liquor flowed and the dice were hot.
Chorus
So here I am in the Tijuana Jail,
Ain’t got no friends to go my bail.
So here I’ll stay, ‘cause I can’t pay.
Just send my mail to the Tijuana Jail.
I was shootin’ dice, raking in the dough,
And then I heard a whistle blow.
I started to run, when a man in blue
Said, “Señor, come with me, ‘cause I want you!”
Chorus
Just five hundred dollars and they’ll set me free
I couldn’t raise a penny, if they threatened me.
I know five hundred don’t sound like much,
But just try to find some one to touch.
Chorus (2x)
Note: Standard GCEA Soprano Ukulele Tuning. Powered by UkeGeeks' Scriptasaurus • ukegeeks.com
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Stagger Lee Lloyd Price.
INTRO:(Slow)
C F C
The night was clear, and the moon was
yellow..
G7 C
And the leaves came tumblin' down...
#1.(fast, rock.)
C C7
I was standin' on the corner,
F
When I heard my bull dog bark.
C
He was barkin' at the two men
G7 C G7
Who were gamblin' in the dark.
C C7
It was Stagger Lee and Billy,
F7
Two men who gambled late.
C
Stagger lee threw a seven,
G7 C G7
Billy swore that he threw eight.
C
Stagger Lee, said Billy,
F
I can't let you go with that.
C
You have won all my money,
G7 C G7
And my brand-new Stetson hat.
C
Stagger Lee went home,
F
And he got his forty-four.
C
He said, I'm goin' to the barroom
G7 C
Just to pay that debt I owe.
G7
(Go, Stagger Lee.)
#3.
C
Stagger Lee went to the barroom,
F
And he stood across the barroom door.
C G7
He said, Nobody move, and he pulled
C G7
his .44.
C
Stagger Lee, cried Billy,
F
Oh, please don't take my life!
C
I've got three little children,
G7 C G7
And a very sickly wife.
#4.
C
Stagger Lee shot Billy.
F
Oh, he shot that poor boy so bad..
C
That the bullet went through Billy
G7 C
And broke the bartender's glass.
G7
(Look out now.)
ADD:
C C7 F7
Go, Stagger Lee..go, Stagger Lee..go,
Stagger Lee..
C G7 C
Go, Stagger Lee..go, go...Fade.