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COME ON UP TO THE HOUSE (Tom Waits)

Strum: down-DOWN up (emphasis on 2nd DOWN), swung heavy, around 70 bpm

Intro (one measure each): C Am F C / C G C C

C Am F C

Well the moon is broken and the sky is cracked

C Am F

Come on up to the house

C Am F C

The only things that you can see is all that you lack

C G C


C Am F C

A-a-all your cryin don't do no good

C Am F


C Am F C

Come down off the cross, we can use the wood

C G C

You gotta come on up to the house

CHORUS

C


Am F


C Am F C

The world is not my home, I'm just a passin' thru

C G C


C Am F C

There's no light in the tunnel, no irons in the fire

C Am F


C Am F C

And you’re singin lead soprano in a junkman's choir

C G C


C Am F C

Does life seem nasty, brutish and short

C Am F


C Am F C

The seas are stormy and you can't find no port

C G C

Got to come on up to the house

CHORUS

C


Am F


C Am F C


C G C


Harp solo: C Am F C / C C Am Am / C Am F C / C G C C

C Am F C

There's nothin in the world that you can do

C Am F


C Am F C

And you been whipped by the forces inside you

C G C

Gotta come on up to the house

C Am F C

Well you're high on top of your mountain of woe

C Am F

Gotta come on up to the house

C Am F C

Well you know you should surrender but you can't let it go

C G C


CHORUS (steadier, less heavy strum, sing louder with a gospel feel):

C


Am F


C Am F C


C G C


C G F C (slow single strum or flourish)

You gotta come on up to the hou-ou-ouse

The Second Wukulele Songbook

13/10/09 Worthing Ukulele Jam 3

Hit The Road JackBy Percy Mayfield, 1961

Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more. [G][F]What you [E7]say?Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more. [G] [F] [E7]

Oh [Am] woman, oh [G]woman, don't [F]treat me so [E7]mean,You're the [Am]meanest old [G]woman that I've [F]ever [E7]seen.I [Am]guess if [G]you say [F]say [E7]soI'll [Am]have to [G]pack my [F]things and [E7]go. (That's right)

Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more. [G] [F] [E7].

Now [Am]baby, listen [G]baby, don't-a [F]treat me this-a [E7]wayFor [Am]I'll be [G]back on my [F]feet some [E7]day.

Don't [Am]care if you [G]do 'cause it's [F]under[E7]stoodYou [Am]ain't got no [G]money you just [F]ain't no [E7]good.

I [Am]guess if [G]you [F]say [E7]soI'll [Am]have to [G]pack my [F]things and [E7]go. (That's right)

Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more. [G] [F] [E7]

Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back[Am]No more, [G]no more, [F]no more, [E7]no more.Hit the [Am]road [G]Jack and [F]don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more.

[F]Don't you come [E7]back no [Am]more.

Black = All singBlue = Men only

Red = Women only

Don’t Worry Be Happy Bobby McFerrin (1988)

[entire song has 3 part harmonies and mouth percussion, including kazoo part] INTRO: | D | | Em | | G | | D | | (x 2) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…

V1: D | |Em here's a little song I wrote, you might want to sing it | | G | | D | | note for note don't worry, be happy D | | Emin every life we have some trouble, when you worry | | G | | D | | you make it double don't worry, be happy

CHO: | D | | Em | | G | | D | | (x 2) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…

V2: D | | Em ain’t got no place to lay your head, somebody came and | | G | | D | | took your bed don't worry, be happy D | | Emthe landlord say your rent is late, he may have | | G | | D | | to litigate don't worry, be happy


V3: D | | Em ain’t got no cash, ain’t got no style, ain’t got no gal | | G | | D | | to make you smile don't worry, be happy D | | Em‘cuz when you worry, your face will frown, and that will bring | | G | | D | | everybody down don't worry, be happy

CHO: [kazoo] | D | | Em | | G | | D | | (x 2) ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh…

V4: D | |Em here's a little song I wrote, you can learn it | | G | | D | | note for note don't worry, be happy D | |Emin your life expect some trouble, but when you worry | | G | | D | | you make it double don't worry, be happy


* 3 part harmonies 1. boo-boo… 2. too-too 3. baa-baa

Ghost Riders In The Sky by Stan Jones (1948)

Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . An old cow-boy went riding out one dark and windy da--ay--------------------

|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . U-pon a ridge he rested as he went a-long his wa--ay--------------------

|Am . . . | . . . . | When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he sa--aw

F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . Plowing through the ragged skies---------------------- and up a cloudy dra--aw--------- . . |C . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Yipie i A---a---a--ay Yipie i O----o---o---oh--------------------

F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . Gho-ost he-rd i----i----in the sky--y--y--y--------------------

|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of stee-eel--------------------

|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could fee-eel-------------------

|Am . . . | . . . A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky

. |F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . For he saw the riders coming hard -------------------- and he heard their mournful cry---y-----y---y . . |C . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Yipie i A---a---a---ay Yipie i O----o---o---oh-------------------

F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . Gho-ost ri--ders i----i---in the sky--y--y--y-----------------

|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with swe-eat--------------------

|Am . . . |C . . . | . . . He’s riding hard to catch that herd but he ain't caught 'em ye--et--------------------

. |Am . . . | . . . . Cause they've got to ride for-ever on that range up in the sky

|F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . On horses snorting fi--ire------------------- as they ride on hear their cry---y-----y----y . . |C . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Yipie i A---a---a---ay Yipie i O----o---o---oh-------------------

F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . Gho-ost ri--ders i----i---in the sky--y--y--y------------------

. |Am . . . |C . . . | . . . As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his na--ame----------------

. |Am . . . |C . . . | . . . . If you want to save your soul from hell a riding on our ra--ange------------------

|Am . . . | . . . . | Then cowboy change your ways to-day or with us you will ride---------

F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . Trying to catch the devil’s herd--------------------- a-cross these endless skies------------------- . . |C . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Yipie i A---a---a---ay Yipie i O----o---o---oh--------------------

F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Gho-ost ri--ders i----i---in the sky--y--y--y-------------------

F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . . . | Gho-ost ri--ders i----i---in the sky--y--y--y------------------- F . . . | . . . . |Am . . . | . . Am\ Gho-ost ri--ders i-----i-----in the sky---y---y---y----y-----y

San Jose Ukulele Club

I’m an Old CowhandWords by Johnny Mercer, Music by Johnny Mercer & Harry Warren, 1936 For the Bing Crosby movie “Rhythm on the Range” (1936)

Intro: D A7 D (Last Line)

D Em7 - A7 D I’m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande Em7 - A7 D But my legs ain’t bowed and my cheeks ain’t tanned Bm F#m

I’m a cowboy who never saw a cow Bm F#m

Never roped a steer ‘cause I don’t know how Bm F#m

And I sure ain’t fixin’ to start in now A7 D A7 D Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay

D Em7 - A7 D I’m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande Em7 - A7 D And I learned to ride ‘fore I learned to stand Bm F#m

I’m a ridin’ fool who is up to date Bm F#m

I know every trail in the Lone Star state Bm F#m

‘Cause I ride the range in a Ford V8 A7 D A7 D Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay

D Em7 - A7 D I’m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande Em7 - A7 D And I came to town just to hear the band. Bm F#m

I know all the songs that the cowboys know Bm F#m

‘bout the big corral where the dogies go Bm F#m

‘cause I learned them all on the rad-ee-o A7 D A7 D Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay

D Em7 - A7 D I’m an old cowhand from the Rio Grande Em7 - A7 DWhere the west is wild round the borderland Bm F#m

Where the buffalo roam around the zoo Bm F#m

And the tourists can buy a rug or two Bm F#m

And the old Bar-X is the bar-B-Q A7 D A7 D Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay (Repeat 1 “Yippie” for tag & rit.)

Em7

Bm

F#m

Soprano

D

Baritone

Em7

Bm

F#m

D

A7 A7

Arranged for ukulele for the Seattle Ukulele Players Association, 2007 (www.seattleukulele.org)

Buffalo Gals[C] As I was walking down the street

[G7] down the street [C] down the street

[C] A pretty little girl I chanced to meet,

Oh [G7] she was fair to [C] see

CHORUS

[C] Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight,

[G7] Come out tonight, [C] come out tonight

[C] Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight

And [G7] dance by the light of the [C] moon

[C] Ain’t cha, ain’t cha, ain’t cha comin’ out tonight

[G7] Comin’ out tonight [C] comin’ out tonight [C]

Ain’t cha, ain’t cha, ain’t cha comin’ out tonight To

[G7] danced by the light of the [C]moon

CHORUS

[C] Danced with a dolly with a hole in her stocking

And her [G7] feet kept rockin’ and her [C] knees kept a-knockin’

Well I [C] danced with a dolly with a hole in her stocking

And we [G7] danced by the light of the [C] moon

CHORUS

[C] Had a little girl with freckles on her face

[G7] Freckles on her face, [C] freckles on her face

[C] I asked where she got them, said she got them every place

[G7] Ain’t cha, ain’t cha coming out [C] tonight

CHORUS X 2

Island Style http://www.kanikapila.us/lyrics.html

Intro: [C] [G] [C] Chorus:

On the [F]Island, we do it Island [C]Style From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side.[C7] On the [F]Island, we do it Island [C]Style From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side.

Mama's in the kitchen cooking [F]dinner real [C]nice Beef stew on the stove, lomi [G]salmon with the [C]ice. We eat and drink and we [F]sing all [C]day Kanikapila in the old [G]Hawaiian [C]way Chorus We go grandma's house on the [F]weekend clean [C]yard (cuz) If we no go, grandma [G]gotta work [C]hard You know my grandma, she like the [F]poi real [C]sour I love my grandma every [G]minute, every [C]hour Chorus BREAK (Verse & Chorus 1X) Mama's in the kitchen cooking [F]dinner real [C]nice Beef stew on the stove, lomi [G]salmon with the [C]ice. We eat and drink and we [F]sing all [C]day Kanikapila in the old [G]Hawaiian [C]way Chorus On the [F]Island, we do it Island [C]Style From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side. From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side. From the mountain to the ocean from the [G]windward to the leeward [C]side.

12

Country Roads

[G] Almost heaven [Em] West Virginia

[D] Blue Ridge Mountains [C] Shenandoah [G] river

Life is old there [Em] older than the trees

[D] Younger than the mountains [C] blowin' like a [G] breeze

(Chorus)

Country [G] roads take me [D] home

To the [Em] place I [C] belong

West [G] Virginia mountain [D] momma

Take me [C] home country [G] roads

All my memories [Em] gather round her

[D] Miner's lady [C] stranger to blue [G] water

Dark and dusty [Em] painted on the sky

[D] Misty taste of moonshine [C] teardrop in my [G] eyes

[Em] I hear her [D] voice in the [G] morning how she calls me

The [C] radio [G] reminds me of my [D] home far away

And [Em] drivin' down the [F] road I get a [C] feelin' That I [G] should been home [D] yesterday [D7] yesterday

Country [G] roads take me [D] home To the [Em] place I [C] belong

West [G] Virginia mountain [D] momma

Take me [C] home country [G] roads

Take me [D] home country [G] roads

Take me [D] home country [C] roads [G]

Tulsa Time, By Don Willams

(C) I left Oklahoma driving in a PontiacJust about to lose my mind (G)I was goin’ to Arizona maybe on to CaliforniaWere the people all live so fine (C)

(C) My baby said I was crazyMy momma called me lazyI was gonna show 'em all this time (G)

Cause you know I ain't no foolingI don't need no more schoolin'I was born to just walk the line (C)

Chorus:(C) Livin on Tulsa time, livin’ on Tulsa time (G)Well you know I've been through itWhen I set my watch back to itLivin on Tulsa time (C)

(C) Where there I was in HollywoodWishing I was doing goodTalking on telephone line (G)

But they don't need me in the moviesAnd nobody sings my songsGuess I'm just wasting time (C)

(C) Well then I got to thinkingMan I'm really sinkingAnd I really had a flash this time (G)

I had no business leavingAnd nobody would be grievingIf I went on back to Tulsa time (C)

Repeat chorus:

Love Is A Rose - Neil Young http://www.kanikapila.us/lyrics.html

[C]Love is a rose but you [F]better not [C]pick it;

it only grows when it's [G]on the vine[C].

Handful of thorns and you'll [F]know you [C]missed it;

lose your love when you [G]say the word [C]"mine".

[F]I wanna see what's [C]never been seen,

[G]I wanna live that [C]age old dream.

[F]Come on, boy, we can [C]go together;

[G]let's take the best right [C]now,

(no chords)

take the best right now.





[F]I wanna go to an [C]old hoedown

[G]long ago in a [C]western town.

[F]Pick me up cause my [C]feet are draggin';

[G]give me a lift and I'll [C]hay your wagon.





(Repeat)

[C]Love is a rose[F][C], [C]love is a rose.[G][C]

[C]Love is a rose[F][C], [C]love is a rose.[G][C]

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