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Bruce Springsteen : Seeger Sessions
2006

  1. Old Dan Tucker
    +1
  2. Jesse James
  3. Mrs McGrath
  4. Oh, Mary, Don't You Weep
  5. John Henry
  6. Erie Canal
  7. Jacob's Ladder
  8. My Oklahoma Home
  9. Eyes On The Prize
  10. Shenandoah
  11. Pay Me My Money Down
  12. We Shall Overcome
  13. Froggie Went A-Courtin'

Old Dan Tucker

<Trad; Roud 390>
Capo:
I
D
G
A
D
D
G
Old Dan Tucker was a fine old man
A
D
Washed his face in a fryin' pan
D
G
Combed his head with a wagon wheel
A
D
Died with a toothache in his heel Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Old Dan Tucker come to town Riding a billy goat, leading a hound The hound dog barked and the billy goat jumped And landed old Tucker on a stump Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Old Dan Tucker got drunk and fell In the fire and kicked up holy hell A red hot coal got in his shoe An oh my Lord the ashes flew Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Old Dan Tucker come to town Swinging them ladies all round First to the right then to the left Then to the gal that he loves best Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper Get out the way, Old Dan Tucker You're too late to get your supper

Jesse James

<Trad; Roud 2240>
Capo:
III
D
G
D
Jesse James was a lad that killed many a man
A
He robbed the Glendale train
D
G
D
He stole from the rich and he gave to the poor
A
D
He'd a hand and a heart and a brain Well it was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward I wonder now how he feels For he ate of Jesse's bread and he slept in Jesse's bed And he laid poor Jesse in his grave
G
D
Well Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life
A
Three children now, they were brave
D
G
D
But that dirty little coward that shot Mr Howard
A
D
He laid poor Jesse in his grave Well Jesse was a man, a friend to the poor He'd never rob a mother or a child There never was a man with the law in his hand That could take Jesse James when alive It was on a Saturday night, well, the moon was shining bright They robbed the Glendale train And people they did say o'er many miles away "It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James" Well Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life... Now the people held their breath when they heard of Jesse's death They wondered how he'd ever come to fall Robert Ford it was a fact, he shot Jesse in the back While Jesse hung a picture on the wall Jesse went to rest with his hand on his breast The devil upon his knee He was born one day in the County Clay And he came from a solitary race Well Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life...

Mrs McGrath

<Trad; Roud 678>
Capo:
V
Am
"Oh, Mrs McGrath," the sergeant said
C
G
"Would you like to make a soldier of your son Ted With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat
Am
Now Mrs McGrath would you like that?" With me too-rye-ay foddle-diddle-day With me too-rye oo-rye oo-rye-ay With me too-rye-ay foddle-diddle-day Me too-rye oo-rye oo-rye-ay Now Mrs McGrath lived on the sea shore And after seven years or more She spied a ship coming into the bay With her son from far away "Oh captain dear, where have ye been? You been sailing on the Mediterranean? Have you news of my son Ted? Is he living or is he dead?" With me too-rye-ay foddle-diddle-day With me too-rye oo-rye oo-rye-ay With me too-rye-ay foddle-diddle-day Me too-rye oo-rye oo-rye-ay Then up came Ted without any legs And in their place two wooden pegs She kissed him a dozen times or two And said "My God Ted is it you?" Now were ye drunk or were ye blind When ye left your two fine legs behind? Or was it walking upon the sea That wore your two fine legs away?" With me too-rye-ay foddle-diddle-day With me too-rye oo-rye oo-rye-ay With me too-rye-ay foddle-diddle-day Me too-rye oo-rye oo-rye-ay Now I wasn't drunk and I wasn't blind When I left my two fine legs behind A cannonball on the fifth of May Tore my two fine legs away "My, Teddy boy," the widow cried "Your two fine legs were your mother's pride Stumps of a tree wouldn't do at all Why didn't ye run from the cannon ball?" With me too-rye-ay foddle-diddle-day With me too-rye oo-rye oo-rye-ay With me too-rye-ay foddle-diddle-day Me too-rye oo-rye oo-rye-ay "All foreign wars I do proclaim Live on blood and a mother's pain I'd rather have my son as he used to be Than the King of America and his whole Navy!

Oh, Mary, Don't You Weep

<Trad; Roud 11823>
Capo:
III
Em
B7
Well if I could I surely would
Em
Stand on the rock where Moses stood
Am
Em
Pharaoh's army got drownded
B7
Em
Oh Mary don't you weep Oh, Mary, don't you weep, don't you mourn Oh, Mary, don't you weep, don't you mourn Pharaoh's army got drownded Oh, Mary, don't you weep Well, Mary wore three links of chain On every link was Jesus name Pharaoh's army got drownded Oh, Mary, don't you weep Well, one of these nights about twelve o'clock This old world is gonna rock Pharaoh's army got drownded Oh, Mary, don't you weep Well, Moses stood on the red sea shore Smote the water with a two by four Pharaoh's army got drownded Oh Mary don't you weep Well, old mister Satan he got mad Missed that soul that he thought he had Pharaoh's army got drownded Oh, Mary, don't you weep Brothers and sisters, don't you cry There'll be good times bye and bye Pharaoh's army got drownded Oh, Mary, don't you weep

John Henry

<Trad; Roud 790>
Capo:
III
D
Well, John Henry was a little baby
A
Sittin' on his daddy's knee
D
G
He picked up a hammer and a little piece of steel
D
G
D
Bm
And, "God, hammer's gonna be the death of me, Lord, Lord
D
A
D
Hammer's gonna be the death of me" Now the captain he said to John Henry "I'm gonna bring that steam drill round I'm gonna bring that steam drill out on these tracks I'm gonna knock that steel on down Gonna knock that steel on down" John Henry told his captain "Lord, man ain't nothin' but a man Before I let that steam drill beat me down I'm gonna die with a hammer in my hand, Lord, Lord Die with a hammer in my hand" John Henry driving on the right side That steam drill driving on the left Says, "Before I'll let your steam drill beat me down I'm gonna hammer myself to death, Lord, Lord I'll hammer my fool self to death" Well, captain said to John Henry "What is that stone out here?" John Henry said, "That ain't no stone Captain, that's just my hammer in here, Lord, Lord That's just my hammer in here" John Henry said to his shaker "Shaker, why don't you sing? 'Cause I'm swingin' thirty pounds from my hips on down Yeah, listen to my cold steel ring, Lord, Lord Listen to my cold steel ring" Now John Henry, he hammered in the mountains His hammer was striking fire But he worked so hard, he broke his heart John Henry laid his hammer and died, Lord, Lord John Henry laid down his hammer and died Well, now John Henry, he had him a woman Her name was Polly Ann She walked down to those tracks, picked up John Henry's hammer Polly drove steel like a man, Lord, Lord Polly drove that steel like a man Well every, every Monday morning When the bluebird he begin to sing You can hear John Henry from a mile or more You can hear John Henry's hammer ring, Lord, Lord You can hear John Henry's hammer ring So you can hear John Henry's hammer ring, Lord, Lord You can hear John Henry's hammer ring

Erie Canal

<Trad; Roud 6598>
Capo:
I
Em
D/f#
G
Em
I've got a mule and her name is Sal
B7
Em
15 miles on the Erie Canal
Em
D/f#
G
Em
She's a good old worker and a good old pal
B7
Em
15 miles on the Erie Canal
G
D
We've hauled some barges in our day
Am
Em
Filled with lumber, coal and hay
D/f#
G
Em
And we know every inch of the way
B7
Em
From Albany to Buffalo
G
D
Low bridge, everybody down
G
D
Em
Low bridge, we're coming to a town
Em
D/f#
G
Em
And you'll always know your neighbor, you'll always know your pal
B7
Em
If you've ever navigated on the Erie Canal Better look around for a job old gal Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal You bet your life I'd never part with Sal Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal Get up there mule here comes a lock We'll make Rome 'bout six o'clock One more trip and back we'll go Right back home to Buffalo Low bridge, everybody down... Where would I be if I lost my pal Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal I like to see a mule as good as my Sal Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal A friend of mine once got a sore Now he's got a broken jaw 'Cause she let fly with a iron toe And kicked him back to Buffalo Low bridge, everybody down...

Jacob's Ladder

<Trad; Roud 2286>
Key:
G
G
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
D
G
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
C
We are climbing Jacob's ladder
G
D
G
We're brothers, and sisters, all Every rung goes higher and higher Every rung goes higher and higher Every rung goes higher and higher We're brothers, and sisters, all Every new rung just just makes us stronger Every new rung just just makes us stronger Every new rung just just makes us stronger We are brothers, and sisters, all Yeah, we are climbing Jacob's ladder Yeah, we are climbing Jacob's ladder We are climbing Jacob's ladder We are brothers, and sisters all
Modulate to:
A
A
Yeah we are climbing higher and higher
E
A
Yeah we are climbing higher and higher
D
Yeah we are climbing higher and higher
A
E
A
We are brothers, and sisters all We are climbing Jacob's ladder We are climbing Jacob's ladder We are climbing Jacob's ladder We are brothers, and sisters, all

My Oklahoma Home

<Bill and Sis Cunningham>
E
When they opened up the strip
A
E
I was young and full of zip
B
I wanted someplace to call my home
E
A
E
And so I made the race and staked me out a place
B
E
And settled down along the Cimarron
A
E
It blowed away, it blowed away
B
My Oklahoma home, it blown away
E
Well, it looked so green and fair
A
E
When I built my shanty there
B
E
Now my Oklahoma home, is blown away Well, I planted wheat and oats Got some chickens and some goats Aimed to have some ham and eggs to feed my face Got a mule to pull the plow, got an old red muley cow And I also got a fancy mortgage on this place Well, it blowed away, it blowed away All the crops I planted blown away You can't grow any grain If you ain't got any rain Everything except my mortgage blown away Well, it looked so green and fair When I built my shanty there I figured I was all set for life I put on my Sunday best with my fancy scalloped vest And I went to town to pick me out a wife She blowed away, she blowed away My Oklahoma woman blowed away Mister as I bent to kiss her She was picked up by a twister My Oklahoma woman blowed away Well, then I was left alone just listenin' to the moan Of wind around the corners of my shack So I took off down the road, yeah, when the south wind blowed I traveled with the wind upon my back I blowed away, I blowed away Chasin' that dust cloud up ahead Once it looked so green and fair Now it's up there in the air My Oklahoma farm is overhead Well now I'm always close to home It don't matter where I roam For Oklahoma dust is everywhere Makes no difference where I'm walkin', I can hear my chickens squawkin' I can hear my wife a-talkin' in the air It blowed away, it blowed away Yeah, my Oklahoma home it blown away But my home, sir, is always near It's up in the atmosphere My Oklahoma home is blown away Well, I'm a-roamin' Oklahoman But I'm always close to home I'll never get homesick until I die 'Cause no matter where I'm found, my home's all around My Oklahoma home is in the sky It blowed away, it blowed away My farm down on Cimarron Now all around the world Wherever dust is swirled There is some from my Oklahoma home Oh and it's blown away, it's blown away Oh my Oklahoma home is blown away Yeah, it's up there in the sky In that dust cloud over and by My Oklahoma home is in the sky

Eyes On The Prize

<Trad; Roud 10075>
Capo:
III
Am
Paul and Silas bound in jail Had no money for to go their bail
Dm
Em
Am
Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on Paul and Silas thought they was lost Dungeon shook and the chains come off Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on Freedom's name is mighty sweet And soon we're gonna meet Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on I got my hand on a gospel plow Won't take nothing for my journey now Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on
C
Am
Hold on, hold on
Dm
Em
Am
Keep your eyes on the prize, hold On
Instrumental verse
Only chain that a man can stand Is that chain of hand on hand Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on I'm gonna board that big Greyhound Carry the love from town to town Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on Hold on, hold on Keep your eyes on the prize, hold On
Instrumental verse
The only thing I did was wrong Was stayin' in the wilderness too long Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on The only thing we did was right Was the day we started to fight Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on Hold on, hold on Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on
Instrumental verse
Hold on, hold on Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on Hold on, hold on Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on Ain't been to heaven but I been told Streets up there are paved with gold

Shenandoah

<Trad; Roud 324>
C
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter
F
C
Away you rolling river
F
C
I'll take her across the water
C
Away, bound away
F
G
C
Cross the wide Missouri My Shenandoah, I long to meet you Away you rolling river I'll not deceive you Away, bound away Cross the wide Missouri For seven years I've been a roller Away you rolling river Seven years I've been a roller Away, bound away Cross the wide Missouri Shenandoah, I love your daughter The way you rolling river I'll take her across the water Away, bound away Cross the wide Missouri

Pay Me My Money Down

<Trad; Roud 21449>
Key:
G
G
D
I thought I heard the Captain say, pay me my money down
G
Tomorrow is our sailing day, pay me my money down
D
Pay me, pay me, pay me my money down
G
Pay me or go to jail, pay me my money down Soon as that boat cleared the bar, pay me my money down He knocked me down with a spar, pay me my money down Pay me, pay me, pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail, pay me my money down Well if I'd been a rich man's son, pay me my money down I'd sit on the river and watch her run, pay me my money down Pay me, pay me, pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail, pay me my money down
Modulate to:
Bb
One, two, three, four!
Bb
F
Well I wish I was Mr Gates, pay me my money down
Bb
They'd haul my money in, in crates, pay me my money down
F
Pay me, pay me, pay me my money down
Bb
Pay me or go to jail, pay me my money down
Modulate to:
G
One, two, three, four!
Well 40 days and nights at sea, pay me my money down Captain worked every last dollar out of me, pay me my money down Pay me, pay me, pay me my money down Pay me or go to jail, pay me my money down Pay me my money down

We Shall Overcome

<Trad; Roud 21324>
Capo:
III
G
C
G
Yeah we shall overcome
C
G
We shall overcome
D
Em
D
We shall overcome someday
Em
D
G
Darlin' here in my heart
C
G
Em
Yeah I do believe
G
C
G
D
G
We shall overcome someday Well we'll walk hand in hand We'll walk hand in hand We'll walk hand in hand someday Darlin' here in my heart Yeah I do believe Well we'll walk hand in hand someday Well we shall live in peace We shall live in peace We shall live in peace someday Darlin' here in my heart Yeah I do believe We shall live in peace someday
Instrumental verse
Well we are not afraid We are not afraid We shall overcome someday Well here in my heart Yeah I do believe We shall overcome someday Yeah we shall overcome We shall overcome We shall overcome someday Darlin' here in my heart Yeah I do believe We shall overcome someday We shall overcome someday
Instrumental verse to fade

Froggie Went A-Courtin'

<Trad; Roud 16>
G
C
G
Mr Frog went a-courtin' and he did ride, uh-huh
D
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride, uh-huh
G
Em
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride
C
G
D
G
A sword and pistol by his side, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh He went down to Miss Mousie's door, uh-huh He went down to Miss Mousie's door, uh-huh He went down to Miss Mousie's door Where he had often been before, uh huh, uh-huh, uh-huh He took Miss Mousie up on his knee, uh-huh Said "Miss Mousie will you marry me?" uh huh Without my Uncle Rat's consent I wouldn't marry the President, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Well Uncle Rat he gave his consent, uh-huh Hey Uncle Rat he gave his consent, uh-huh Now Uncle Rat he gave his consent And the weasel wrote the publishment, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Well now where will the wedding supper be? uh-huh Where will the wedding supper be? uh-huh Well where will the wedding supper be? Way down yonder in a hollow tree, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Yeah the first come in was a flying moth, uh-huh First come in was a flying moth, uh-huh First come in was a flying moth Who laid out the tablecloth, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Well the next to come in was a juney bug, uh-huh The next to come in was a juney bug, uh-huh Next to come in was a juney bug She brought the whiskey in a water jug, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Next come in was a big black snake, uh-huh Next come in was a big black snake, uh-huh Next come in was a big black snake Chased them all into the lake, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Little piece of cornbread laying on a shelf, uh-huh Little piece of cornbread laying on a shelf, uh-huh Little piece of cornbread laying on a shelf If you want any more, you can sing it yourself, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh