Neil Young : Americana

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Oh! Susanna Oh Susanna

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Oh! Susanna Oh Susanna

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I had a dream the other night (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna)

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When every thing was still (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna)

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I dreamed I saw Susanna (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna)

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She was coming down the hill

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Oh! Oh! Oh! Susanna

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Don't you cry for me (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna)

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'Cause I come from Alabama

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With my BANJO on my knee

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The buckwheat cake that was in her mouth (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) The tear was in her eye (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) Says I'm coming, from the South (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) Susanna, don't you cry Oh! Oh! Oh! Susanna Don't you cry for me (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) 'Cause I come from Alabama With my BANJO on my knee Rained all night the day I left (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) The weather it was dry (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) Sun so hot I froze to death (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) Susanna, don't you cry

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Oh! Susanna Oh Susanna I had a dream the other night (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) When every thing was still (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) I dreamed I saw Susanna (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) She was coming down the hill

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Oh! Susanna Oh Susanna Well I come from Alabama (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) With my banjo on my knee (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) I'm going to Louisiana (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna) My true love for to see

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I come from Alabama

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With my BANJO on my knee (Oh Susanna, Oh Susanna)

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I come from Alabama

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With my BANJO on my knee

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I come from Alabama

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With my BANJO on my knee

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Oh! Susanna Oh Susanna

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I come from Alabama

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With my BANJO on my knee

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In a cavern, in a canyon

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Excavating for a mine

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Dwelt a miner, forty-niner

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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

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Clementine, Clementine

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Oh my darling, Clementine

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Drove she ducklings to the water Every morning just at nine Hit her foot there against a splinter Fell into the foaming brine

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Ruby lips above the water Blowing bubbles, soft and fine But, alas, I was no swimmer So I lost my Clementine

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Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine

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Then the miner forty-niner Soon began to peak and pine Thought he ought to join his daughter Now he slept with Clementine

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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

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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

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Clementine

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Hang down your head, Tom Dula

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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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I stabbed her with my knife

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Hang down your head, Tom Dula Hang down your head and cry Hang down your head, Tom Dula Poor boy, you're bound to die This time tomorrow I reckon where I'll be Hadn't been for Grayson I'd a-been in Tennessee

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Solo over verse chords

Hang down your head, Tom Dula Hang down your head and cry Hang down your head, Tom Dula Poor boy, you're bound to die 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 Hang down your head and cry Hang down your head, Tom Dula Poor boy, you're bound to die 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 Hang down your head and cry Hang down your head, Tom Dula Poor boy, you're bound to die

Solo over verse chords

Hang down your head, Tom Dula Hang down your head and cry Hang down your head, Tom Dula Poor boy, you're bound to die

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Hangman, hangman slack your rope

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Slack it for a while

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I think I see my father comin'

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Ridin' many a mile

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Oh... Papa did you bring me silver? Papa, did you bring me gold? Did you come to see me hangin' By the gallows pole?

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I couldn't bring no silver Didn't bring no gold I come to see you hangin' boy By the gallows pole

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Ah... Hangman, hangman, slack your rope Slack it for a while Think I see my mother comin' Ridin' many a mile

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Oh... Mama, did you bring me silver? Mama, did you bring me gold? Did you come to see me hangin' By the gallows pole?

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I didn't bring no silver Didn't bring no gold I come to see you hangin' child By the gallows pole

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Ah... Hangman, hangman, slack your rope Slack it for a while Think I see my sweetheart comin' Ridin' many a mile

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Oh... Honey, did you bring me silver? Honey, did you bring me gold? Did you come to see me hangin' By the gallows pole?

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I brought you silver Brought you a little gold Didn't come to see you hangin' By the gallows pole

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Ah...

Yip yip yip yip yip yip yip yip

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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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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

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Every morning about this time She get me out of my bed A-crying get a job

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After breakfast, every day She throws the want ads right my way

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And never fails to say

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Get a job

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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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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

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And when I get the paper

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I read it through and through

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And my girl never fails to say

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If there is any work for me

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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

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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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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

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Yeah when I get the paper

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I read it through and through

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And my girl never fails to say

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If there is any work for me

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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

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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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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

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I've laid around and played around this old town too long

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Summer's almost gone, yeah, winter's comin' on 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 this old town too long

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Summer's almost gone, yeah, winter's comin' on 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 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 this old town too long Summer's almost gone, yeah, winter's comin' on I've laid around and played around this old town too long And I feel like I've gotta travel on

Solo over verse chords

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 old town too long Summer's almost gone, yeah, winter's comin' on I've laid around and played around this old town too long And I feel like I've gotta travel on

Solo over verse chords

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 old town too long Summer's almost gone, yeah, winter's comin' on I've laid around and played around this old town too long And I feel like I've gotta travel on

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I've laid around and played around this old town too long Summer's almost gone, yeah, winter's comin' on I've laid around and played around this old town too long And I feel like I've gotta travel on I feel like I've gotta travel on I feel like I've gotta travel on

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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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Oh, Lord I'm gonna die blues

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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

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 There's a high flyin' bird way up in the sky I wonder does she look down as she flies on by Just glidin' so free and easy in the sky 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

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She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes)

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She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes, (when she comes)

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She'll be coming round the mountain, she'll be coming round the mountain

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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)

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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)

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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

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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, this land is my land From California to the New York Island From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me

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, this land is my land From California to the New York Island From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters 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 This land is your land, this land is my land From California to the New York Island From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me

Instrumental verse

This land is your land, this land is my land From California to the New York Island From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me

Instrumental verse

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I am a poor wayfaring stranger

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While traveling through this world of woe Yet there's no sickness, toil or danger

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In that bright world to which I go

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I'm going there to see my father

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I'm going there no more to roam

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I'm only going over Jordan

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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

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Ah... God save our gracious Queen

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Long live our noble Queen

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God save the Queen

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Ah... send her victorious

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Happy and glorious

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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!

Neil Young : Americana
2012

Oh Susannah

Clementine

Tom Dula

Gallows Pole

Get A Job

Travel On

High Flyin' Bird

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

This Land Is Your Land

Wayfarin' Stranger

God Save The Queen

Neil Young : Americana 2012

Oh Susannah

Clementine

Tom Dula

Gallows Pole

Get A Job

Travel On

High Flyin' Bird

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

This Land Is Your Land

Wayfarin' Stranger

God Save The Queen

Neil Young : Americana
2012