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Neil Young : Americana
2012


  1. Oh Susannah
  2. Clementine
  3. Tom Dula
  4. Gallows Pole
  5. Get A Job
  6. Travel On
  7. High Flyin' Bird
  8. Jesus' Chariot (She'll Be Coming Round The Mountain)
  9. This Land Is Your Land
  10. Wayfarin' Stranger
  11. God Save The Queen

Oh Susannah

<Stephen Foster>
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(Oh! Susannah Oh Susannah)
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(Oh! Susannah Oh Susannah)
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Am
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I had a dream the other night When every thing was still I dreamed I saw Susannah
Am
D
Am
She was coming down the hill
Dm
G
Oh! Oh! Oh! Susannah
Dm
G
Am
D
Am
D
Don't you cry for me (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah)
F
'Cause I come from Alabama
G
Am
D
Am
D
With my BANJO on my knee (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah)
Buckwheat cake that was in her mouth The tear was in her eye Says I'm coming, from the South Susannah, don't you cry Oh! Oh! Oh! Susannah Don't you cry for me (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) 'Cause I come from Alabama With my BANJO on my knee (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) Rained all night the day I left The weather it was dry Sun so hot I froze to death Susannah, don't you cry Oh! Oh! Oh! Susannah Don't you cry for me (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) 'Cause I come from Alabama With my BANJO on my knee (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) I had a dream the other night When every thing was still I dreamed I saw Susannah She was coming down the hill Oh! Oh! Oh! Susannah Don't you cry for me (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) 'Cause I come from Alabama With my BANJO on my knee (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) Well I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee I'm going to Louisiana My true love for to see Oh! Oh! Oh! Susannah Don't you cry for me (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) 'Cause I come from Alabama With my BANJO on my knee (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) Yeah, I come from Alabama With my BANJO on my knee (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) Yeah, I come from Alabama With my BANJO on my knee (Oh Susannah, Oh Susannah) Yeah, I come from Alabama With my BANJO on my knee


Clementine

<Trad; Roud 9611>
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In a cavern, in a canyon
Bm
F#m
Excavating for a mine
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E
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner
D
F#m
And his daughter Clementine
Light she was and like a fairy And her shoes were number nine Herring boxes, without topses Sandals were for Clementine
A
F#m
Clementine, Clementine
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D
Oh my darling, Clementine
F#m
Drove she ducklings to the water Every morning just at nine Hit her foot there against a splinter Fell into the foaming brine Ruby lips above the water Blowing bubbles, soft and fine But, alas, I was no swimmer So I lost my Clementine Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine Then the miner forty-niner Soon began to peak and pine Thought he ought to join his daughter Now he slept with Clementine In my dreams she still doth haunt me Robed in garments soaked in brine Thought in life I used to hug her In death, I draw the line Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine How I missed her! How I missed her How I missed my Clementine So I kissed her little sister And I forgot my Clementine Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine Clementine, Clementine You are lost and gone, Clementine Clementine, Clementine You are lost and gone, Clementine
F#m
A
Clementine


Tom Dula

<Trad; Roud 4192>
Intro of verse chords
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Hang down your head, Tom Dula
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G
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D
Hang down your head and cry
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Hang down your head, Tom Dula
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Poor boy, you're bound to die
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I met her on the mountain
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And there I took her life
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Met her on the mountain
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Am
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I stabbed her with my knife
Hang down your head, Tom Dula... This time tomorrow I reckon where I'll be Hadn't been for Grayson I'd a-been in Tennessee
Solo over verse chords
Hang down your head, Tom Dula... This time tomorrow I reckon where I'll be In some lonesome valley Hangin' from a white oak tree
Solo over verse chords
Hang down your head, Tom Dula... I met her on the mountain And there I took her life Met her on the mountain Stabbed her with my knife Hang down your head, Tom Dula...


Gallows Pole

<Trad; Child 95; Roud 144>
Capo:
III
Em
C7
B7
Em
Hangman, hangman slack your rope
Em
C7
B7
Slack it for a while
C7
Em
I think I see my father comin'
Am
Em
Am
Ridin' many a mile (Oh...)
Papa did you bring me silver? Papa, did you bring me gold? Did you come to see me hangin' By the gallows pole? I couldn't bring no silver Didn't bring no gold I come to see you hangin' boy By the gallows pole (Ah...) Hangman, hangman, slack your rope Slack it for a while Think I see my mother comin' Ridin' many a mile (Ooh...) Mama, did you bring me silver? Mama, did you bring me gold? Did you come to see me hangin' By the gallows pole? I didn't bring no silver Didn't bring no gold I come to see you hangin' child By the gallows pole (Ah...) Hangman, hangman, slack your rope Slack it for a while Think I see my sweetheart comin' Ridin' many a mile (Ooh...) Honey, did you bring me silver? Honey, did you bring me gold? Did you come to see me hangin' By the gallows pole? (Ah...) I brought you silver Brought you a little gold Didn't come to see you hangin' By the gallows pole (Ah...)


Get A Job

<Trad>
Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip
G
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na
G
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na
C
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na
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Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na
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Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip
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Boom boom boom boom boom boom
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Get a job, sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na
G
Every morning about this time She get me out of my bed a-crying: get a job
C
After breakfast, every day She throws the want ads right my way
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G
And never fails to say: get a job
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip Boom boom boom boom boom boom Get a job, sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na
C
And when I get the paper
G
I read it through and through
A
And my girl never fails to say
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If there is any work for me
G
And when I go back to the house I hear the woman's mouth Preaching and a crying Tell me that I'm lying about a job That I never could find
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip Boom boom boom boom boom boom Get a job, sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na
Solo
C
Yeah when I get the paper
G
I read it through and through
A
And my girl never fails to say
C
D
If there is any work for me
G
And when I go back to the house I hear the woman's mouth Preaching and a crying Tell me that I'm lying about a job That I never could find
Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip Boom boom boom boom boom boom Get a job, sha-na-na-na, sha-na-na-na-na
Repeat and fade out


Travel On

<Trad>
(
G
) I've laid around and played around this old town too long
G
C
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Summer's almost gone, yeah, winter's comin' on
G
I've laid around and played around this old town too long
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And I feel like I've gotta travel on
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I've laid around and played around... Papa writes to Johnny, but Johnny can't come home Johnny can't come home, no, Johnny can't come home Papa writes to Johnny, but Johnny can't come home 'Cause he's been in the war too long I've laid around and played around...
Instrumental verse
High sheriff and police, ridin' after me Ridin' after me, yes, comin' after me High sheriff and police ridin' after me And I feel like I've gotta travel on I've laid around and played around this...
Instrumental verse
Wanna see my honey, wanna see her bad Wanna see her bad, yeah, wanna see her bad I wanna see my honey, I wanna see her bad She's the best girl this old boy ever had I've laid around and played around this...
Instrumental verse
I've laid around and played around this... I feel like I've gotta travel on I feel like I've gotta travel on
Instrumental verse


High Flyin' Bird

<Edd Wheeler>
Show fingerings
D#dim7 xx1212
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There's a high flyin' bird way up in the sky
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And I wonder does she look down as she flies on by
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Just floatin' so free and easy in the sky
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Oh look at me here
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I'm just rooted like a tree here
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I got them sit down, can't fly
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Am
/f#
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Oh, Lord I'm gonna die blues
Well the sun comes along and she lights up the day And then when she gets tired she just flies along on her way From the East to the West she goes down every day But look at me here I'm just rooted like a tree here I got them sit down, can't fly Oh, Lord I'm gonna die blues
Solo over verse and chorus chords
I once knew a man. He worked in a mine Well he never saw the sun but then he never stopped tryin' And then one day that old man he up and he died Yeah he up and he died He up and he died Well he wanted to fly And the only way to fly was to die Lord I'm gonna die...
Repeat first verse and chorus
Lord I'm gonna die... I know I'm gonna die...
Solo over verse chords to end


Jesus' Chariot (She'll Be Coming Round The Mountain)

<Trad; Roud 4204>
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F#m
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes)
F#m
E
F#m
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes)
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E
Bm
F#m
She'll be coming round the mountain, she'll be coming round the mountain
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F#m
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes)
She'll be drivin' six white horses when she comes, (when she comes) She'll be drivin' six white horses when she comes, (when she comes) She'll be drivin' six white horses, she'll be drivin' six white horses She'll be drivin' six white horses when she comes, (when she comes) We'll all go out to meet her when she comes We'll all go out to meet her when she comes We'll all go out to meet her, we'll all go out to meet her We'll all go out to meet her when she comes
Solo over verse chords
We'll kill the big red rooster when she comes, (when she comes) We gotta kill the big red rooster when she comes, (when she comes) We'll kill the big red rooster, we'll kill the big red rooster We'll kill the big red rooster when she comes, (when she comes) She will take us to the portals when she comes (when she comes) She will take us to the portals when she comes (when she comes) She will take us to the portals, take us to the portals She will take us to the portals when she comes (when she comes) We'll all sing "Hallelujah" when she comes, (when she comes) We'll all sing "Hallelujah" when she comes, (when she comes) We'll all sing "Hallelujah", we'll all sing "Hallelujah" We'll all sing "Hallelujah" when she comes, (when she comes)
Solo over verse chords
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes) She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes) She'll be coming round the mountain, she'll be coming round the mountain She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes)


This Land Is Your Land

<Woody Guthrie>
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This land is your land, this land is my land
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From California to the New York Island
C
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From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters
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This land was made for you and me
As I went walking I saw a sign there And on the sign it said "No Trespassing" But on the other side it didn't say nothing That side was made for you and me
Instrumental verse
In the shadow of the steeple, I saw my people By the relief office, I'd seen my people As they stood hungry, I stood there asking Is this land made for you and me? This land is your land...
Instrumental verse
Nobody living can ever stop me As I go walking that freedom highway Nobody living can ever make me turn back This land was made for you and me This land is your land... As I went walking I saw a sign there And on the sign it said "No Trespassing" But on the other side it didn't say nothing That side was made for you and me This land is your land...
Instrumental verse
This land is your land...
Instrumental verse


Wayfarin' Stranger

<Trad; Roud 3339>
Bm
Bm
I am a poor wayfaring stranger
Em
Bm
While traveling through this world of woe
Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger
Em
Bm
In that bright world to which I go
G
Em
I'm going there to see my father
G
Bm
I'm going there no more to roam
D
Bm
I'm only going over Jordan
Em
Bm
Only going over home
I know that dark clouds will gather round me I know my way is rough and steep Yet beautious fields lie just before me Where God's redeeming their vigils keep I'm going there to see my mother She said she'd meet me when I come I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home I am a poor wayfaring stranger While traveling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger In that bright world to which I go I'm going there to see my father I'm going there no more to roam I'm only going over Jordan I'm only going over home
Bm


God Save The Queen

<Thomas Arne>
Intro of chorus chords
A
E
Ah... God save our gracious Queen
A
D
A
Long live our noble Queen
E
A
E
A
God save the Queen
A
Ah... send her victorious
E
Happy and glorious
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D
Long to reign over us
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God save the Queen
Instrumental chorus
Long may she reign Ah... O Lord and God arise Scatter her enemies And make them fall Ah... confound their politics Frustrate their empty tricks On Thee our hopes we fix God save the Queen
Instrumental chorus
Long may she reign
Instrumental chorus
God save the Queen My country 'tis of thee Sweet home of Liberty Of thee I sing Ah... land where my fathers died Land of the pilgrim's pride From every mountainside Let freedom ring!
Instrumental chorus
Let freedom ring!
Instrumental chorus
Let freedom ring! Ah... let freedom ring! Let freedom ring!