G

D

Em

G

It was down by Christ Church that I first met with Annie

G

Em

C

D

A neat little girl and not a bit shy

G

D

Em

G

She told me her father, who came from Dungannon

G

Em

C

G

Would take her back home in the sweet bye-and-bye

C

G

And what's it to any man, whether or no

C

G

D

Whether I'm easy, or whether I'm true

Em

C

G

As I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow

G

Em

C

G

And I rolled back my sleeve to unbuckle her shoe Was first down Thomas Street and then down to the levee The sun had gone down and the evening grew dark Down by King's Bridge, and by God in a jiffy My arms were around her, beyond in the park And what's it to any man, whether or no Whether I'm easy, or whether I'm true As I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow And I rolled back my sleeve to unbuckle her shoe Now in city or country, a girl is a jewel And well-built for gripping, as most of them are But any young man would be really a fool To try it the first time and go a bit far And what's it to any man, whether or no Whether I'm easy, or whether I'm true As I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow And I rolled back my sleeve for to buckle her shoe Now if by chance you're in the town of Dungannon You might search till your eyeballs are empty and blind Be you sitting or walking or running or standing Another like Annie you never will find And what's it to any man, whether or no Whether I'm easy, or whether I'm true As I lifted her petticoat, easy and slow And I rolled back my sleeve for to buckle her shoe

Em

C

G

Seven days, seven more days, she'll be comin'

B7

Em

I'll be waiting at the station

Am

For her to arrive

B7

Em

Seven more days, all I gotta do is survive She been gone, ever since I been a child Ever since I seen her smile I never forgotten her eyes She had a face that outshine the sun in the skies I been good, I been good while I been waitin' Maybe guilty of hesitatin' But I've been hangin' on Seven more days and all that will be gone

D

There's kissing in the valley

A

Thieving in the alley

B7

Em

Fighting every inch of the way Trying to get a lead on Somebody to beat on

B7

Well, the nights are always sadder than the days Seven days, and although the window's glowin' Soon the whistle will be blowin' And she'll be coming forth My beautiful comrade from the north Seven days, seven more days that are connected Just like I expected She'll be comin' forth My beautiful comrade from the north Trying to be tender With somebody I remember

| |

G

D

C

Em

You speak to me in sign language

Em

D

D

Em

As I'm eatin' a sandwich in a small cafe

C

G

At a quarter to three But I can't respond to your sign language You're taking advantage, bringing me down Can't you make any sound? 'Twas there by the bakery, surrounded by fakery Tell her my story, still I'm still there Does she know I still care? |

G

D

|

C

Em

| |

Em

D

|

D

Em

| |

C

G

| Link Wray was playin' on a jukebox I was payin' For the words I was sayin' so misunderstood He didn't do me no good You speak to me in sign language As I'm eatin' a sandwich in a small cafe At a quarter to three But I can't respond to your sign language You're taking advantage, bringing me down Can't you make any sound? |

G

D

|

C

Em

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Em

D

|

D

Em

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C

G

|

G

|

C

Em/b

Down the street the dogs are barking

F/a

C/g

And the day is a-getting dark

C/g

Csus4

C/e

As the night comes in a-fallin'

G9

C/g

G9

The dogs, they'll lose their bark

C

Em/b

And the silent night will shatter

F/a

C/g

From the sounds inside my mind

Csus4

C/e

And I'm one too many mornings

G9

C/g

G9

C

And a thousand miles behind From the crossroads of my doorstep My eyes start to fade And I turn my head back to the room Where my love and I have laid And I gaze back to the street The sidewalk and the sign And I'm one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind It's a restless, hungry feeling That don't mean no one no good When everything I'm saying You can say it just as good You are right from your side And I am right from mine We're both just one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind

Tuning: EAC#EAC#

Capo:

III

(sounding key

C

)

Harp:

C

[or

Eb

with capo] (straight)

A

. . . : . . .

A(v)

. . .

C#m/g#

. . .

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Down the streets the dogs are barking and the

D/f#

. . .

A/e

. . . : . . .

A/e

.

Asus4

.

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day is getting dark As the night comes in

A/c#

.

A/e

. : . . .

E9

. . .

A/e

. . .

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a-falling the dogs will lose their bark

E9

. . .

A

. . .

C#m/g#

. . .

D/f#

. . .

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And the silent night will shatter from the sounds inside my

A/e

. . . : . . .

A/e

.

Asus4

.

A/e

. . .

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mind Cause I'm one too many mornings and a

E9

. . .

A/e

.

E9

.

A

. . . : . . .

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thousand miles behind

A

. . .

C#m/g#

. . .

D/f#

. . .

A/e

. . .

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: . . . : . . . : . . .

E9

. . .

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: . . .

A

. . .

C#m/f#

. . .

D/f#

. . .

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|---------0------|-5-------5------|-4-------4------|-2-------0------|

A/e

. . . : . . .

A/c#

.

Asus4

.

A/c#

.

A/e

.

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|----------0-----|-0-------0------|----------------|---------0------|

E9

. . .

A

. . .

D/f#

. . .

A

. . . : . . .

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|---------0------|---------0------|-2-------2------|-0-------0------|-0-----0------|

G

Bm

Down the street the dogs are barking

C

G

. .

/b

/c

|

D

. . And the day is getting dark

G

Bm

As the night comes in a-fallin'

C

D

. .

D/c

|

D

. . The dogs, they'll lose their bark

G

Bm

And the silent night will shatter

C

G

. .

/b

/c

|

D

. . From the sounds inside my mind

G

Bm

As I'm one too many mornings

C

G

/b

/c

D

G

And a thousand miles.... behind

| | ...

G

Bm

Down the street the dogs are barking

C

G

Gsus4

G

And the day is getting dark

G

Bm

As the night comes in a-fallin'

C

D

Dsus4

D

The dogs, they'll lose their bark

G

Bm

The silent night will shatter

C

G

Gsus4

G

From the sounds inside my mind

G

Bm

As I'm one too many mornings

C

G

D

G

And a thousand miles behind

F#

E

Mmm....

E

A

E

Down the street the dogs are barking and the day is getting dark

E

A

B

When the night begins to fall, then the dogs will lose their bark

E

A

E

Then the silent night will shatter from the sounds inside my mind

E

A

B

E

And I'm one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind

F#

B

F#

From the crossroads of my doorstep, my eyes, my eyes they begin to fade

F#

B

C#

And I turn my head back to the room where my love and I have laid

F#

B

F#

And I gaze back to the street, the sidewalk and the sign

F#

B

C#

F#

And I'm one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind

F#

E

Yeah...

E

It's a restless, hungry feeling That don't mean no one no good When everything I'm saying You can say it just as good You are right from your side, Bob And I am right from mine (you know it!) We're both just one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind

F#

Down the street the dogs are barking And the day is a-getting dark When the night begins to fall Then the dogs will lose their bark Then the silent night will shatter From the sounds inside my mind And I'm one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind

D#

I'm just one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind

G#

I'm just one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind

A#

I'm just one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind I'm just one too many mornings and a thousand

D#

And a thousand, another thousand, thousand miles behind

G#

I'm just one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind

G

D/f#

Down the street the dogs are barking

B

Em

/d

And the day is getting dark

C

G

As the night comes in a-fallin'

G

D

|

C

|

Bm

|

D

D7

The dogs, will lose their bark

G

D/f#

The silent night will shatter

B

Em

/d

From the sounds inside my mind

C

G

As I leave one too many mornings

C

(

/e

/f#

)

G

C

/b

/a

G/b

And a thousand miles behind From the crossroads of my doorstep My eyes start to fade And I turn my head back to the room Where my love and I have laid And I gaze back to the streets The sidewalks and the signs And I know I'm one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind It's a restless, hungry feeling And it don't mean no one no good When everything that I'm saying You can say it just as good You're right from your side And I'm right from mine We're both one too many mornings And a thousand miles behind I've no right to be here If you've no right to stay Until we're both one too many mornings And a thousand miles away

C

F

C

The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting

C

F

C

The oranges are packed in their creosote dumps

F

C

They're flying 'em back to the Mexico border

C

F

C

Csus4

C

To take all their money to wade back again

F

C

Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita

G

C

Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria

F

C

You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane

C

F

C

All they will call you will be, "Deportees" My father's own father, he waded that river They took all the money he made in his life My brothers and sisters came workin' the fruit trees They rode the big trucks till they laid down and died Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane All they will call you will be, "Deportees" The sky-plane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon A fireball of lightnin' an' it shook all the hills Who are these comrades, they're dying like the dry leaves? The radio tells me, "They're just deportees" We died in your hills and we died in your deserts We died in your valleys, we died in your plains We died 'neath your trees and we died 'neath your bushes Both sides of the river we died just the same Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane All they will call you will be, "Deportees" Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards? Is this the best way we can grow our good fruit? To die like the dry leaves and rot on my topsoil And be known by no name except "deportee" Goodbye to my Juan, goodbye Rosalita Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane All they will call you will be All they will call you will be, "Deportees"

Capo:

IV

Harp:

F

[or

A

with capo] (cross)

| |

C

Am

C

Am

Oh, the ragman draws circles, up and down the block

C

Am

F

G

I'd ask him what the matter was, but I know that he don't talk

F

C

Am

C

And the ladies treat me kindly, and furnish me with tape

Am

C

F

C

But deep inside my heart I know I can't escape

Em

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end?

C

G

F

C

G11

C

To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Well, Shakespeare, he's in the alley, with his pointed shoes and his bells Speaking to some French girl, who says she knows me well And I would send a message to find out if she's talked But the post office has been stolen and the mailbox is locked Oh, Mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Mona tried to tell me to stay away from the train line She said that all the railroad men just drink up your blood like wine And I said, "Oh, I didn't know that, but then again, there's only one I've met And he just smoked my eyelids and punched my cigarette" Oh, Mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Grandpa died last week and now he's buried in the rocks But everybody still talks about how badly they were shocked But me, I expected it to happen, I knew he'd lost control When he built a fire on Main Street and shot it full of holes Oh, Mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Now the senator came down here showing everyone his gun Handing out free tickets to the wedding of his son And me, I nearly got busted, and wouldn't it be my luck To get caught without a ticket and be discovered beneath a truck Oh, Mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Now the preacher looked so baffled when I asked him why he dressed With twenty pounds of headlines stapled to his chest But he cursed me when I proved it to him, then I whispered, "Not even you can hide You see, you're just like me, I hope you're satisfied" Oh, Mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Now the rainman gave me two cures, then he said, "Jump right in" The one was Texas medicine, the other was just railroad gin And like a fool I mixed them and it strangled up my mind And now people just get uglier and I have no sense of time Oh, Mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again When Ruthie says come see her in her honky-tonk lagoon Where I can watch her waltz for free beneath her Panamanian moon And I say, "Aw come on now, you must know about my debutante" And she says, "Your debutante just knows what you need, but I know what you want" Oh, Mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again Now the bricks lay on Grand Street where the neon madmen climb They all fall there so perfectly, it all seems so well-timed And here I sit so patiently waiting to find out what price You have to pay to get out of going through all these things twice Oh, Mama, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again

C

Am

C

Am

Oh, the ragman draws circles, up and down the block

C

Am

F

C

I'd ask him what the matter was, but I know that he don't talk

F

C

F

C

And the ladies treat me kindly, and furnish me with tape

F

C

F

C

But deep inside my heart I know I can't escape

Em

C

Em

F

/g

/a

/b

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end?

C

Em

Am

C/g

Fmaj7

To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again

Oh, the ragman just stumbles and walks around the block I'm stuck inside of Mobile with the Nashville blues again Oh, the ragman is late, he around the block I'd ask him what was wrong, but I know he doesn't talk And neither him nor the rainman can help me to escape But neither him nor the ragman can help me to escape Oh, mama, I just need a friend... Shakespeare, he's in the alley, with his tambourine and his bells And he just smoked my eyeballs and punched my cigarette"

()

Am

C/g

F

/e

Dm

Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train

Am

C/g

F

/e

Dm

Till Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again

Am/e

F

C/g

Dm

In the winter of '65, we were hungry, just barely alive

Am/e

F

By May the tenth, Richmond had fell

C/g

Dm

D

It's a time I remember oh so well

C/g

Fmaj7

C/g

Fmaj7

The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing

C/g

Fmaj7

C/g

Fmaj7

The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the people were singin'

C/g

Am

Gsus4

F

C

They went, la la-la la la la, la-la la-la-la la la-la la Back with my wife in Tennessee, when one day she called to me "Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee!" Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if the money's no good You take what you need and you leave the rest But they never should have taken the very best The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the people were singin' They went, la la-la la la la... Like my father before me, I will work the land Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand He was just eighteen, proud and brave, but a Yankee laid him in his grave I swear by the mud below my feet You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the bells were ringing The night they drove Old Dixie down, and the people were singin' They went, la la-la la la la...

C

G/b

Bb

F/a

/ab

C/g

D/f#

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C

G

As I went walking, that ribbon of highway

D

G

I saw above me that endless skyway

C

G

I saw below me that golden valley

D

G

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 I've roamed and rambled, and I've followed my footsteps To the sunny bright sands of her diamond deserts And all around me a voice came a-singing Singing, "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 It was early one morning, and I was a-strolling With the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling As the fog was lifting, a voice comes chanting 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 Nobody living can ever stop me As I go walking my freedom highway Nobody living can 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

Capo:

II

Harp:

C

[or

D

with capo] (cross)

G

F

C/g

Eb/g

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G/b

D/a

C/e

D/f#

C/g

D/f#

G

|-7---7---5-5-----|-3-3-3-2---------|(0)------2-------|-----3-----3-----|

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I first heard this from Ric von Schmidt

He lives in Cambridge

Ric is a blues guitar player

I met him one day in the green pastures of Harvard University

G

F

Baby, let me follow you down

C/g

Eb/g

Baby, let me follow you down

G/b

D/a

C/e

D/f#

Well I'll do anything in this god-almighty world

C/g

D/f#

G

If you just let me follow you down Can I come home with you? Baby, can I come home with you? Yes I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just let me come home with you Baby, let me follow you down Baby, let me follow you down Well I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just let me follow you down Yes I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just let me follow you down

G

F

Baby, let me follow you down

C

Eb

Baby, let me follow you down

G

D

C

D

Well I'll do anything in this god-almighty world

C

D

G

If you just let me follow you down Well, I'll buy you a diamond ring Yes, I'll buy you a wedding gown Well, I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just let me follow you down Can I come home with you? Baby, can I come home with you? Well I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just let me come home with you I'll buy you a broken twine Honey, just for you to climb Yes, I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just once drive me out of my mind I'll buy you a ??? skirt I'll buy you a velvet shirt Yes, I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just don't make me hurt Baby, let me follow you down Baby, let me follow you down Well I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just let me follow you down I'll buy you a gun that squirts

F(viii)

C(viii)

G(x)

F

G(x)

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G

F

Can I come home with you?

C

Eb

Baby, can I come home with you?

G

D

C

D

Well, I'll do anything in this god-almighty world

C

D

G

Riff

If you just let me come home with you Baby, let me follow you down Baby, let me follow you down Well, I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just let me follow you down I'll buy you a diamond ring I'll buy you a wedding gown Well, I'll do anything in this god-almighty world If you just let me follow you down