Malvern U3A Ukulele

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Strum and Sing

Songbook 6

January 2016

Battle of New Orleans(Lonnie Donegan)

Spoken: Well, this here’s the story of the Battle of New Orleans, which was fit

between Yankees a coast and the English people, in which the

British came off rather ignominiously.

1 [C] Well, in 1814, we [F] took a little trip,

[G7] along with Colonel Packenham down the [C] mighty Mississipp.

[C] We took a little bacon and we [F] took a little beans, and we

[G7] fought the bloomin’ British in the [C] town of New Orleans

Chorus: Well, we [C] fired our guns and the British kept a comin',

But there wasn't as many as there was a [G7] while [C] ago.

We fired once more and they began a running,

on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of [G7] Mexi-[C]-co.

2 Well, we looked down the river till we see the British come,

there must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on the drum.

They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring,

well, we stood beside our cotton bales and never said a thing.

Chorus

3 Well, Packenham said we could take ‘em by surprise,

if we didn't fire a musket till we looked `em in the eyes.

Well, we stood quite still till we see their face well,

then we opened up our muskets and we really gave ‘em well.

Chorus

4 Well, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles,

and they ran through the bushes where the rabbits couldn't go.

They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch ‘em,

all down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

Chorus

5 Well, we fired our muskets so the barrels melted down,

then grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.

Well, we stuffed his head with cannon balls and powdered his behind,

so when we touched the powder off, the 'gator lost his mind.

Chorus

Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico. (4x)

My Old Man’s a Dustman(Lonnie Donegan)

1 [G] Now here's a [B7] little [Em] story to [A7] tell it is a [D] must[G] About an [B7] unsung [Em] hero that [A7] moves away your [D] dust [A7] Some people [D7] make a [A7] fortune, other's [D7] earn a [A7] mint [A7] My old [D7] man don't [A7] earn much,[A7] In fact....he's [D7] flippin'..... [A7] skint

C [G] Oh! my old man's a dustman he wears a dustman's [D] hat[D] He wears cor blimey trousers and he lives in a council [G] flat[G] He looks a proper narna in his great big hob nailed [C] bootsHe's [D] got such a job to pull ‘em up that he calls them daisy [G] roots

2 Some folks give tips at Christmas and some of them forgetSo when he picks their bins up he spills some on the stepsNow one old man got nasty and to the council wroteNext time my old man went 'round there he punched him up the throat

Chorus

(spoken) I say I say Duncan! I 'er...I found a police dog in my dustbin (How do you know he's a police dog?) He had a policeman with him

3 Though my old man's a dustman he's got a heart of goldHe got married recently though he's 86 years oldWe said 'Ere! Hang on Dad you're getting past your prime'He said 'Well when you get to my age it helps to pass the time'

Chorus

(spoken) I say I say I say! My dustbins full of lillies (Well throw 'em away then)I can't Lilly's wearing them

4 Now one day while in a hurry he missed a lady's bin He hadn't gone but a few yards when she chased after him 'What game do you think you're playing' she cried right from the heart'You've missed me...am I too late?' 'No... jump up on the cart'

Chorus

(spoken) I say I say I say (What you again!) My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools (How do you know it's full) 'Cos there's not much room inside

5 He found a tiger's head one day, nailed to a piece of woodThe tiger looked quite miserable but I suppose it should Just then from out a window, a voice began to wail He said (Oi! Where's me tiger head) Four foot from it's tail

Chorus

6 Next time you see a dustman looking all pale and sadDon't kick him in the dustbin it might be my old dad

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Country Roads 4/4 Time (Written by John Denver, Taffy Nivert & Bill Banoff 1971.)

Intro / Instrumental:

[G]/// [Em]/// [C]/// [D7]/// [G]/

Verse 1:

[G] Almost heaven, [Em] West Virginia,

[D7] Blue Ridge Mountains, [C] Shenandoah [G] River. [G]

[G] Life is old there, [Em] older than the trees,

[D7] Younger than the mountains, [C] blowing like a [G] breeze.

Chorus:

Country [G] roads, take me [D] home, to the [Em] place I be [C] long,

West [G] Virginia, mountain [D7] momma, take me [C] home, country [G] roads.

Verse 2:

[G] All my memories, [Em] gather ‘round her,

[D7] Miner’s lady, [C] stranger to blue [G] water. [G]

[G] Dark and dusty, [Em] painted on the sky,

[D7] Misty taste of moonshine, [C] teardrop in my [G] eye.

Chorus

Bridge

[Em] I hear her [D7] voice, in the [G] mornin’ hours she [G7] calls me,

The [C] radio re-[G]-minds me of my [D7] home far away.

And [Em] drivin’ down the [F] road,

I get a [C] feelin’ that I [G] should have been home, [D] yesterday, yester-[D7]-day.

Chorus: x2

And end with

Take me [D7] home, country [G] roads, take me [D7] home, down country [G]/// roads. [G]

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Will You Love Me Tomorrow 4/4 Time (Carole King & Gerry Goffin, The Shirelles 1961)

[C] [C] [C] [C]

[C] Tonight you're [Am/C] mine com [F] pletely [G7]

[C] You give your [Am/C] love so [G7] sweetly

To [E7sus4] night the [E7] light of [Am] love is in your eyes

[F] But will you [G7] love me to [C] morrow

[C] Is this a [Am/C] lasting [F] treasure [G7]

[C] Or just a [Am/C] moment's [G7] pleasure

Can [E7sus4] I be [E7] lieve the [Am] magic of your thighs

[F] Will you still [G7] love me to [C] morrow

[F] Tonight with words un [Em7] spoken

[F] You said that [G7] I'm the only [C] one [C7]

[F] But will my heart be [Em7] broken

When the [Am] night (when the night)

Meets the [D7] morning [F] suuu [G7] un

[C] I'd like to [Am/C] know that [F] your love [G7]

[C] Is a love I [Am/C] can be [G7] sure of

So [E7sus4] tell me [E7] now and [Am] I won't ask again

[F] Will you still [G7] love me to [C] morrow

[F] Tonight with words un [Em7] spoken

[F] You said that [G7] I'm the only [C] one [C7]

[F] But will my heart be [Em7] broken

When the [Am] night (when the night)

Meets the [D7] morning [F] suuu [G7] un

[C] I'd like to [Am/C] know that [F] your love [G7]

[C] Is a love I [Am/C] can be [G7] sure of

So [E7sus4] tell me [E7] now and [Am] I won't ask again

[F] Will you still [G7] love me to [C] morrow [Am]

[F] Will you still [G7] love me to [C] morrow [Am]

[F] Will you still [G7] love me to [C] morrow

[A]Oh I love you baby. I [D]l ove you night and day.[A]When I leave you baby. Don' t [D]cry the night away.[A]When I die don't you write. No [D]words upon my tomb.[A]I don't believe. I want to leave no [D]epitaph of doom.

[A]Oh oh oh [E7] oh. [F#m] When I'm dead and [D] gone I [A]want to leave some happy [E7] woman. Living [D]on.

[A]Oh oh oh [E7]oh. [F#m]When I'm dead and [D]gone don't [A] want nobody to [E7] mourn beside my [D]grave.

[A]Old Mama Linda. She's out [D]to get my hide[A]She's got a shotgun. And her daugh[D]ter by her side.[A]Hey there ladies. John[D]son's free.[A]Who's got the love. Who's got enough. To keep a [D]man like me.

[A]Oh oh oh [E7]oh. [F#m]When I'm dead and [D] gone I [A]want to leave some happy [E7]woman. Living [D]on.

[A]Oh oh oh [E7]oh. [F#m]When I'm dead and [D]gone don't [A]want nobody to [E7]mourn beside my [D]grave.

Instrumental Verse

[A]Oh oh oh [E7]oh. [F#m]When I'm dead and [D] gone[A]don't want nobody to [E7]mourn beside my [D]grave.

[A]Oh oh oh [E7]oh. [F#m]When I'm dead and [D]gone[A]don't want nobody to [E7]mourn beside my [D]grave.

[A] [D] [E7] X 4 then a single [A]

When I'm Dead And GoneFlint McGuinness (As on Joe Brown Ukulele Album) BEDFORD

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Hot Tamales Robert Johnson Each verse is comprised of the ‘refrain’ and a verse section Refrain [C] Hot tamales and they’re [A] red [A7] hot, [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale. [C] Hot tamales and they’re [A] red [A7] hot, [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale.

V1 [C] I got a gal, she’s [C7] long and tall; She [F] sleeps in the kitchen with her [F7] feet in the hall.

[C] Hot tamales and they’re [A] red [A7] hot, [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale, I [A7] mean, [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale.

Refrain [C] Hot tamales and they’re [A] red [A7] hot, etc. …..

V2 [C] She got two for a nickel and [C7] four for a dime; Would [F] sell you more but they [F7] ain’t none of mine.

[C] Hot tamales and they’re [A] red [A7] hot, [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale, I [A7] mean, [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale.

Refrain [C] Hot tamales and they’re [A] red [A7] hot, etc. …..

V3 [C] I got a letter from a [C7] girl in the room; She got [F] something good she gonna [F7] bring home soon.

[C] Hot tamales and they’re [A] red [A7] hot, [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale, I [A7] mean, [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale.

Refrain [C] Hot tamales and they’re [A] red [A7] hot, etc. …..

V4 [C] Me and my babe bought a [C7] V8 Ford; Well we [F] ride that thing all on the [F7] running board.

[C] Hot tamales and they’re [A] red [A7] hot, [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale, I [A7] mean, Slowed [D7] Yeah, she [G7] got ‘em for [C] sale.

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Under The Boardwalk - by Kenny Young and Arthur Resnick

Oh when the [C]sun beats down andBurns the tar upon the [G7]roof,And your shoes get so hot youWish your tired feet were fire [C]proof.[C7]

Under the [F]boardwalk, down by the [C]seaOn a blanket with my [G7]baby is where I’ll [C]be.Under the [Am]boardwalk (out of the sun)Under the [G]boardwalk (we’ll be having some fun)Under the [Am]boardwalk (people walking above)Under the [G]boardwalk (we’ll be making love)Under the [Am]boardwalk, boardwalk.

From a [C]park you hear the happy soundOf a [G7]carousel, ohhYou can almost taste hot dogs French fries they [C]sell [C7]Under the [F]boardwalk, down by the [C]seaOn a blanket with my [G7]baby is where I’ll [C]be.

Under the [Am]boardwalk (out of the sun)Under the [G]boardwalk (we’ll be having some fun)Under the [Am]boardwalk (people walking above)Under the [G]boardwalk (we’ll be making love)Under the [Amboardwalk, boardwalk.

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WILL YOU STILL LOVE ME TOMORROW

C Am Dm G Tonight you're mine completely C Am G You give your love... so sweetly E E7 Am Am Tonight, the light of love is in your eyes Dm7 G C But will you love me tomorrow? C Am Dm G Is this a lasting treasure C Am G Or just a moment's pleasure? E E7 Am Am Can I believe the magic of your sighs? Dm7 G C Will you still love me tomorrow? F Em Tonight with words unspoken F C You say that I'm the only one F Em But will my heart be broken Am D7 Dm7 G7 When the night meets the morning sun? C Am Dm G I have to know... that your love C Am G Is a love I can ... be sure of, E E7 Am Am So tell me now, and I won't ask again Dm7 G C Will you still love me tomorrow? Dm7 G C Will you still love me tomorrow?

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Side By Side

Oh, we [C] ain't got a barrel of [F] mon-[C]ey,Maybe we're ragged and [F] fun-[C] nyBut we'll [F] travel along[C] Singing a [A7] song[D7] Side [G7] by [C] side

[C] Don't know what's comin' [F] to-[C] morrowMaybe it's trouble and [F] sor-[C] rowBut we'll [F] travel the road[C] Sharing our [A7] load[D7] Side [G7] by [C] side

[E7] Through all kinds of weather[A7] What if the sky should fall?Just as [D7] long as we're together,[G7] It doesn't matter at all.

When they've [C] all had their quarrels and [F] par-[C] tedWe'll be the same as we [F] star-[C] tedJust [F] traveling along[C] Singing a [A7] song[D7] Side [G7] by [C] side

Every [C] time that I started to [F] tra-[C] velAnd when I’m hitting the [F] gra-[C] velThere’s [F] one pal who’ll be[C] Always with [A7] me[D7] Side [G7] by [C] side

Now it [C] isn’t a gal or a [F] fel-[C] lerBut I’m all ready to [F] tell [C] yerThat [F] things are okay[C] Just as long as we [A7] stray[D7] Side [G7] by [C] side

[E7] Other pals may shake me[A7] When my money’s all goneBut this [D7] pal will make me[G7] Keep carrying on

And when [C] I see trouble a [F] com-[C] in’On my uke I’ll start [F] strum-[C] mingAnd [F]that’s how we lose[C] All of the [A7] blues[D7] Side [G7] by [C] side!

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[A]If you knew [D]Peggy Sue[A]Then you'd [D]know why [A]I feel blueAbout [D]Peggy, my Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A]Oh, well, I [E7]love you galYes, I [D]love you Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A] [E7]

[A]Peggy Sue [D]Peggy Sue[A]Oh how [D]my heart [A]yearns for youOh [D]Peggy, my Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A]Oh, well, I [E7]love you galYes, I [D]love you Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A] [E7]

[A]Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue,[F]Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, [A]Peggy Sue,Oh [D]Peggy, my Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A]Oh, well, I [E7]love you galYes, I [D]need you [D7]Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A] [E7]

[A]I love you [D]Peggy Sue[A]With a [D]love so [A]rare and trueOh [D]Peggy, my Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A]Well, I [E7]love you galI [D]want you Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A] [E7]

[A]Peggy Sue, Peggy Sue,[F]Pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty, [A]Peggy Sue,Oh [D]Peggy, my Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A]Oh, well, I [E7]love you galYes, I [D]need you [D7]Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A] [E7]

[A]I love you [D]Peggy Sue[A]With a [D]love so [A]rare and trueOh [D]Peggy, my Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A]Well, I [E7]love you galI [D]want you Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A] [E7]

Well, I [E7]love you galI [D]want you Peggy [A]Sue [D] [A] [E7][A]

Peggy Sue by Buddy Holly& The Crickets

You Can't Be A Pirate (Don Freed/Tom Lewis) 1 [D] Being a pirate is all fun and games, till somebody loses an [A7] ear. It drips down your neck then it falls on the deck ‘Til someone shouts, “What's this [D] ‘ere? You can’t wear your glasses; you can't pull the lasses, And [D7] folks have to shout so you'll [G] hear [G] Being a pirate is [D] all fun and games ‘til [A7] somebody loses an [D] ear. C Oh It's [G] all part of being a [D] pirate, You can't be a [A7] pirate with all of your [D] parts. It's [G] all part of being a [D] pirate You can't be a [A7] pirate with all of your [D] parts. 2 Being a pirate is all fun and games, till somebody loses a hand. It squirts and it spurts and it bloody well hurts, Pain only a pirate can stand. The fashionable look is a nice metal hook But then you can't play in the band. Being a pirate is all fun and games ‘til somebody loses a hand. 3 Being a pirate is all fun and games, till somebody loses an eye. It stings like the blazes; it makes you make faces, But you can't let your mates see you cry A dashing black patch will cover the hatch And make sure your socket stays dry. Being a pirate is all fun and games ‘til somebody loses an eye. 4 Being a pirate is all fun and games till somebody loses a leg. It hurts like the dickens, your pace never quickens Hobbling around on a peg. Ask your sweetheart to marry, but too long you’ve tarried And now you can't kneel down and beg. Being a pirate is all fun and games ‘til somebody loses a leg. 5 Being a pirate is all fun and games till somebody loses a ‘whatsit’ You didn't choose it, but you'd sure hate to lose it And your hoping that somebody spots it. Then the doc comes along and sews it back on, Or he ties it up tight and he knots it. Being a pirate is all fun & games ‘til somebody loses a ‘whatsit’ 6 Being a pirate is all fun and games till somebody loses a head. It falls with a thud and it’s covered in blood And your beard is all sticky and red. You can’t comb your hair cause your head’s over there And besides that by now you’ll be dead. Being a pirate is all fun and games ‘til somebody loses a head. Chorus x 2