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Gillian Welch : Dave Rawlings: A Friend Of A Friend
2009

  1. Ruby
  2. To Be Young Is To Be Sad
  3. I Hear Them All
  4. Method Acting
  5. Sweet Tooth

  6. How's About You?
  7. It's Too Easy
  8. Monkey And The Engineer
  9. Bells Of Harlem

Ruby

A
C#m
Ruby, let down your golden hair
D
Dm
When I'm standing at the bottom of your stairs
A
C#m
Ruby, I can see your TV on
D
Dm
But the people there, they flicker and they're gone
D
/c#
A
So let down your golden hair for me tonight
D
/c#
E
Let down your golden hair for me to climb
A
/b
D
Just like an old-time telegraph man
A
E
I came here with a simple job to do
A
A7
'Cause that news coming down the wire
D
Dm
Says that your head's on fire
A
E
D
A
And I'm trying to get a message through to you Ruby, you ain't lonely yet With your crystal and your Russian cigarette Ruby, haven't you heard before? What good's finest tower when it hasn't got a door? So let down your golden hair for me to climb Let down your golden hair for me tonight Just like an old-time telegraph man I came here with a simple job to do 'Cause that news coming down the wire Says that your bed's on fire And I'm trying to get a message through to you Ruby!
Instrumental verse and partial chorus
I'm that old-time telegraph man I came here with a simple job to do 'Cause that news coming down the wire Says that your world's on fire And I'm trying to get a message through to you

To Be Young Is To Be Sad

<Ryan Adams>
Capo:
II
G
C
G
G
C
G
Young boy done me bad I went he did you wrong
G
C
G
Young boy done me bad I went and did you wrong
C7
G
And I got high, Lord I got high!
D
I got a bone to pick with you
C
And I hope you know its true
Em
G
C
G
Oh one day when you're looking back
Em
G
C
G
You were young, and man you were sad
C
G
When you're young you get sad
C
Am
When you're young you get sad
D
D/c
D/b
D/a
And you get high
G
C
G
C
G
Oh man!
G
C
G
Young Girl, you done me bad, you went and did me wrong
G
C
G
Young Girl, you done me bad, you went and did me wrong
C7
G
And I got high, Lord I got high!
D
You got a bone to pick with me
C
Lord I wish you'd let me be
Em
G
C
G
Oh some day when you're looking back
Em
G
C
G
You were young, and man you were sad
C
G
When you're young you get sad
C
Am
When you're young you get sad
D
/c
/b
/a
x2
And you get high
Gmaj7
C
/b
Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Gmaj7
C
/b
Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Am
And you'll be high
D
D/c
D/b
D/a
'Cause you got sad
D
D/c
D/b
D/a
You got sad
G
'Cause you got high
G
C
G
Oh man!

I Hear Them All

Capo:
V
D
G
D
I hear the crying of the hungry in the deserts where they're wandering
A
D
Hear them crying out for heaven's own benevolence upon them
G
D
Hear destructive power prevailin', I hear fools falsely hailin'
D
A
Bm
/a
G
To the crooked wits of tyrants when they call
D
A
D
I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all I hear the sounds of tearing pages and the roar of burnin' paper All the crimes and acquisitions turned to air and ash and vapor And the rattle of the shackle far beyond emancipators And the lowliest who gather in their stalls I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all
Instrumental verse
So while you sit and whistle Dixie with your money and your power I can hear the flowers growin' in the rubble of the tower I hear leaders quit their lyin', I hear babies quit their cryin' I hear soldiers quit their dyin' one and all I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all I hear the tender words from Zion, I hear Noah's water fall See the gentle Lamb of Judas sleeping at the feet of Buddha And the prophets from Elijah to the old Paiute Wovoka Take their places at the table when they're called I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all
D
A
Bm
/a
G
I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all
D
A
D
I hear them all, I hear them all, I hear them all

Method Acting

Capo:
I
Em
There's no beginning to the story
Bm7
A bookshelf sinks into the sand
C
And a language learned, forgot in turn
G
D/f#
Studied once again It's a shocking bit of footage Viewed on a shitty TV screen You can squint at it The snow and static To make out what it means And keep stretching that antenna Hoping that it will come clear I need some reception A higher message Please tell me what to feel
C
D
G
/b
C
'Cause I don't know what tomorrow brings
D
G
/b
C
It's alive with such possibilities
D
G
/b
C
But I know that I feel better when I sing
B7
Em
Burdens are lifted from me, that's my voice rising So T-Bone, please keep the tape rolling Gil keep strumming that guitar We need a record of our failures We must document our love I sat too long in my silence Grown too old on my pain To shed this skin, be born again It starts with an ending And I don't know what tomorrow brings It's full of such possibilities But I know that I feel better when I sing Burdens are lifted from me, that's my voice rising
C
Bm7
It's not a movie, no private screening
Am7
D
This method acting, I call it living
C
Bm7
It's like a fountain, the door is open
Am7
D
We have a problem with no solution
C
B7
But to love and to be loved So thank you friends for the time we shared Your love stays with me like sunlight and air And though I truly wish I could keep hanging around here My joy is covering me, soon I will disappear
Transition into Cortez the Killer:
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Am7
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Am7
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Sweet Tooth

A sweet tooth is a crying shame A sweet tooth is a crying shame A sweet tooth is a crying shame Gotta feed a sweet tooth ten times a day Just to hear the wind blowing on a windy day Cairo is a mean old town Cairo is a mean old town Cairo is a mean old town That's what my Uncle John told me When the sweet tooth got him down And it's a slow ride on the Santa Fe It's a slow ride on the Santa Fe It's a slow ride on the Santa Fe Crawling like a bear underneath the chair Looking for the sweet tooth And there's a poor little bean in the diner car There's a poor little bean in the diner car There's a poor little bean in the diner car Said it's so hard to wait sittin' on a plate I wish I was a candy bar Said little brother to sister Sue Said little brother to sister Sue Said little brother to sister Sue Ah, I got a sweet tooth for the tooth fairy And I'm workin' on a cavity I wanna be your honey but I got a sweet tooth I wanna be your honey but I got a sweet tooth I wanna be your honey but I got a sweet tooth I wanna be your honey but I got a sweet tooth I wanna be your honey but I got a sweet tooth I wanna be your honey but I got a sweet tooth I asked you once, I won't ask you twice Come and be my sugar daddy, I'll treat you nice Said the little bear to the honey bee Said the little bear to the honey bee Said the little bear to the honey bee I'd do anything in this doggone mighty world If you'd give in to your sweet tooth Said the soothsayer to the candy cane Said the soothsayer to the candy cane Said the soothsayer to the candy cane Ah, honey let me try you one more time I'll tell you if it tastes the same Well, I'm goin' to the doctor, gonna pull my sweet tooth I'm goin' to the doctor, gonna pull my sweet tooth I'm goin' to the doctor, gonna pull my sweet tooth I'm goin' to the doctor, gonna pull my sweet tooth I'm goin' to the doctor, gonna pull my sweet tooth I'm goin' to the doctor, gonna pull my sweet tooth The sign said closed Sunday And there ain't nothin' left to do but pray Ah, come on give me some of that Novocaine Come on, give me some of that Novocaine Come on, give me some of that Novocaine Oh, won't you come on, give me some of that Novocaine Come on, give me some of that Novocaine Come on, give me some of that Novocaine Keep the sugar coming through a candy straw I don't wanna feel the pain Tooth on a string, string on a knob Tooth on a string, string on a knob Tooth on a string, string on a knob That well water better make me well 'Cause the sweet tooth is hurtin' like a ringing bell And there's an angel in the attic, sugar on top There's an angel in the attic, sugar on top Oh, pretty please with sugar on top That when I die sweet tooth in hand I'm begging Peter send me to the candy land I'll meet the king of candy at a quarter to two I'll meet the king of candy at a quarter to two I'll meet the king of candy at a quarter to two I'll meet the king of candy at a quarter to two I'll meet the king of candy at a quarter to two I'll meet the king of candy at a quarter to two He'll feed my sweet tooth, bye and bye And he says he got somethin' gonna satisfy Sheep's in the meadow, wolf's in the house Sheep's in the meadow, wolf's in the house Sheep's in the meadow, wolf's in the house Candy's in the hand of the candy man And the sweet tooth's in my mouth

How's About You?

Capo:
III
C
Mud on my shoes, shoes on my feet
G
I've been walking up and down the street
C
F
G
C
Buddy I've seen a thing or two, how's about you?
C7
F
C
How's about you? Ain't you been walking too?
G
C
It seems a lot of good people been getting bad news
C7
F
C
How's about you? Ain't you got nothing to say?
G
C
Oh I used to have a dollar, gonna have a dime someday I ain't got a nickel, I'm a broken down flat I wish I had one of them pork-pie hats 'Cause this old rain's about to soak through, how's about you? How's about you? Ain't you been walking too? It seems a lot of good people are getting bad news How's about you? Ain't you got nothing to say? You know I used to have a dollar, gonna have a dime someday The criminal man he ain't behind bars He's drivin' one of his Cadillac cars I'm gonna switch sides real soon, how's about you? How's about you? Ain't you been hard up too? It seems a lot of good people are getting bad news How's about you? Ain't you got nothing to say? Oh I used to have a dollar, gonna have a dime someday The man in the church, the men on the hill They swear it won't hurt me but I know it will I've been worried the whole night through, how's about you? How's about you? Ain't you been worried too? It seems a lot of good people are getting bad news How's about you? Ain't you got nothing to say? You know I used to have a dollar, gonna have a dime someday Oh I used to have a dollar, gonna have a dime someday

It's Too Easy

Just a one-room country shack Gonna lie here on my back It's too easy It's too easy to feel good Bootleg whiskey all the time Ain't no reason to decline It's too easy It's too easy to feel good Oh this life is but a dream Used to worry about tomorrow Now I don't care, baby, even if I should Gamblers shuffling their cards I don't know why they work so hard It's too easy It's too easy to feel good I might pawn my watch and chain I might sleep out in the rain It's too easy It's too easy to feel good Do you miss me and my songs? I bet you hardly know I'm gone It's too easy It's too easy to feel good I spent Christmas night in jail I've been gone out on the trail So I packed my bags and vanished in the wood Just a one-room country shack Gonna lie here on my back It's too easy It's too easy to feel good It's too easy It's too easy too feel good It's too easy It's too easy too feel good

Monkey And The Engineer

Capo:
IV
G
C
G
Once upon a time there was an engineer
G
A7
D7
Who drove a locomotive both far and near
G
C
Accompanied by a monkey who would sit on a stool
G
A7
D7
G
Watching everything the engineer would pull One day the engineer wanted a bite to eat He left the monkey sitting in the driver's seat The monkey pulled the throttle the locomotive jumped the gun And at 90 miles an hour down the main line run The big locomotive is right on time The big locomotive coming down the line The big locomotive number 99 Left the engineer with a worried mind The engineer got the dispatcher on the phone He told him all about his locomotive was gone He said get on the wire switch operator to right 'Cause the monkey's got the main line sewn up tight The switch operator got the message in time Said there's a north bound living on the same main line Open up the switch we gonna let him on through 'Cause the monkey's got the locomotive under control The big locomotive is right on time The big locomotive coming down the line The big locomotive number 99 Left the engineer with a worried mind

Bells Of Harlem

Capo:
V
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C
Em
|
Am
Em
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x2
C
Em
Am
Em
Look at the world, it's waking up
C
Em
F
G
I couldn't sleep for dreaming
C
Em
Am
Em
My weary soul is finally home
C
Em
F
G
I had the strangest feeling
Am
G
This is the dawn, the break of day
Am
G
(
G7
) After the midnight pardon
C
Em
Am
Em
These ringing ears have waited years
F
G
(
C
) To hear the bells of Harlem |
C
Em
|
Am
Em
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x2
Far down the streets, I see the signs The crowd is breathing faster Some must have walked a hundred blocks I see the flocks in pastures Oh what a time to be alive Tears of the past forgotten It's been a long, and lonely night I hear the bells of Harlem
Am
Em
They ring, they ring, they sing, they sing
Am
G
Em
The darkest hour has passed
Am
Em
G
They ring, they ring, they sing, they sing
D
D7
G7
A little joy at long last
Am
G
The Brazos rose, ain't no more cane
Am
G
We ground it down to sorghum
C
Em
Am
Em
We couldn't stop, the freedom train
F
G
(
C
) I hear the bells of Harlem |
C
Em
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Am
Em
| ... |
C
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