Neil Young & Jeff Blackburn / Neil Young & Crazy Horse: Rust Never Sleeps (1978)
Am
G
Fmaj7
Am
G
Fmaj7
Am
G
Fmaj7
Am
G
Fmaj7
My
My, Hey
Hey -
Rock and
roll is here to
stay.
C
G
Am
F
Am
G
Fmaj7
It's better to
burn out than to
fade a
way -
My
My, Hey
Hey.
Am
G
Fmaj7
Out of the
blue and into the
black.
Am
G
Fmaj7
They give you
this, but you pay for
that.
C
G
Am
F
And once you're
gone you can
never come
back.
Am
G
Fmaj7
When you're
out of the
blue And into the
black.
solo:
Am
G
Fmaj7
Am
G
Fmaj7
C
G
Am
F
Am
G
Fmaj7
Am
G
Fmaj7
The king is
gone but he's not for
gotten.
Am
G
Fmaj7
Is this the
story of Johnny
Rotten?
C
G
Am
F
It's better to
burn out than it
is to
rust.
Am
G
Fmaj7
The king is
gone but he's not for
gotten.
Am
G
Fmaj7
Am
G
Fmaj7
Hey
Hey, My
My -
Rock and
roll will never
die.
C
G
Am
F
Am
G
Fmaj7
There's more to the
picture than
meets the
eye -
Hey
Hey, My
My.
6. All Along The Watchtower
Bob Dylan / Jimi Hendrix: Electric Ladyland (1967)
|:
Am
G
F
G
:|
////
/
/
////
/
/
Am
G
F
G
Am
"There must be some
kind of way
out of here,"
/ / / /
/
G
F
G
Am
Said the
joker to the
thief:
/ / / /
/
"There's too much confusion,
I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine;
Plowmen dig my earth.
None of them along the line -
Know what any of it is worth!”
All along the watchtower,
Princes kept the view.
While all the women came and went,
Barefoot servants, too!
“No reason to get excited,”
The thief, he kindly spoke:
“There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we’ve been through that,
And this is not our fate!
So let us not talk falsely now,
the hour is getting late!”
All along the watchtower,
Princes kept the view.
While all the women came and went,
Barefoot servants, too!
Outside in the distance
A wildcat did growl.
Two riders were approaching,
And the wind began to howl.
All along the watchtower
Princess kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too
_________________ 2. Teil _________________
Capo IV
7. Fare Thee Well, Miss Carousel
Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: Townes Van Zandt (1969)
only guitars
intro:
E
G#m
A
G#m
F#m
B
A
A
E
G#m
A
G#m
F#m
Well, the
drunken clown still
hanging 'round, But it's
plain the
laughters
all died down;
B
A
E
The
tears you tried so
hard to hide are
flowing.
E
G#m
A
G#m
F#m
And a blind man with his
knife in hand Has con
vinced him
self that he
understands -
B
A
E
I
wish him well, Miss Carousel, but
I gotta be a
going.
+ bass & cajon
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
Won't you come and
get me when You're
sure that you don't
need me then
C#m
G#m
A
G#m
B
I'll
stand outside your
window - And I
proudly call your
name!
E
G#m
A
G#m
F#m
Well the
lady's been told that
all her gold Is
worth so
much, she
can't be sold;
B
A
E
No
time to weep, she'll
later sleep to
morrow.
E
G#m
A
G#m
F#m
When she carries her face to the
market place And
bets it
on the
open enrage -
B
A
E
She can
ring her bells, Miss Carousel, but the
singing brings me
sorrow.
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
Won't you come and
get me when You're
sure that you don't
need me then
C#m
G#m
A
G#m
B
I'll
stand outside your
window - And I
proudly call your
name!
E
G#m
A
G#m
F#m
Well it's
always done, every
mothers sun Is
surely
grown, and
never run;
B
A
E
So they fight with
all their might
inside them.
E
G#m
A
G#m
F#m
When the battles been fought 'n
they've all been taught That the
trick is
just not
being caught;
B
A
E
Will you give 'em hell, Miss Carousel, When they're
begging you to
hide them.
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
Won't you come and
get me when You're
sure that you don't
need me then
C#m
G#m
A
G#m
B
I'll
stand outside your
window - And I
proudly call your
name!
only guitars
E
G#m
A
G#m
F#m
All the
castle walls
grown so tall,
Seems there
ain't no
hope at all -
B
A
E
To
reach the top even
though you stopped your
breathin'.
E
G#m
A
G#m
F#m
But I ain't gonna try to
make you cry, The
teardrops
couldn't
find your eye,
B
A
E
It's
all been swell, Miss Carousel, the
time has come for
leaving!
1st: whisper
|:
C#m
G#m
C#m
G#m
Won't you come and
get me when You're
sure that you don't
need me then
C#m
G#m
A
G#m
B
:|
I'll
stand outside your
window - And I
proudly call your
name!
Bass: Intro Verse Chorus
| E G#m A G#m F#m B A E | E / G#m / A G#m F B / A / E / | | C#m / G#m / C#m / G#m / | C#m / G#m / A / G#m / / / B / / /:|
G|------------------------------|----------------------------------| |-------------------------|-----------------------------------|
D|-------4-6--6-7-6---4---------|------6---6-7-6---4-------7-7-----| |-------------------------|-------------7-7-------------------|
A|---7-7------------------4-6-7-|--7-7-------------------------7-7-| |-4---4-------4---4-------|-4---4-----------------------------|
E|-7----------------------------|----------------------7-7---------| |-------4---4-------4---4-|-------4---4------4--4-4-4-7-7-7-7-|
Capo:V
8. Jolene
Dolly Parton / Dolly Parton (1973), Boss Hoss feat. Common Linnets (2015)
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
F
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Jolene, Jo
lene, Jo
lene, Jo
lene - She's
begging of you please don't take her
man.
Dm
F
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Jolene, Jo
lene, Jo
lene. Jo
lene -
Please don't take him just because you
can.
Dm
F
C
Dm
Your
beauty is be
yond compare with
flaming locks of
auburn hair,
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
With
ivory skin and eyes of emerald
green.
Dm
F
C
Dm
Your
smile is like a
breath of spring your
voice is soft like
summer rain,
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
And
she can not compete with you Jo
lene.
Dm
F
C
Dm
He
talks about you
in his sleep, there's
nothing she can
do to keep
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
From
crying when he calls your name - Jo
lene.
Dm
F
C
Dm
I can easily
understand how
you could easily
take her man
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
But
you don't know what he means to her, Jo
lene.
Dm
F
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Jolene, Jo
lene, Jo
lene, Jo
lene - She's
begging of you please don't take her
man.
Dm
F
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Jolene, Jo
lene, Jo
lene. Jo
lene -
Please don't take him just because you
can.
only KD
Dm
F
C
Dm
You can have your
choice of men but
she could never love a
gain,
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
He's the only one for her,
Jolene.
Dm
F
C
Dm
I
had to have this
talk with you, her
happiness de
pends on you,
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
And
whatever you decide to do, Jo
lene.
Dm
F
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Jolene, Jo
lene, Jo
lene, Jo
lene - She's
begging of you please don't take her
man.
Dm
F
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Dm
C
Jolene, Jo
lene, Jo
lene. Jo
lene -
Please don't take him just because you
can.
KD: VII
9. You Ain't Goin' Nowhere
Bob Dylan: Basement Tapes (1967/1975)
Martin:
G
Am
C
G
Clouds so swift -
Rain won't lift -
Gate won't close -
Railings froze.
G
Am
C
G
Get your mind off
wintertime
- You ain't goin' no
where.
G
Am
C
G
Whoo-ee!
Ride me high - To
morrow's the day My
bride's gonna come.
G
Am
C
G
G
Am
C
G
Oh, oh, are
we gonna fly,
Down in the easy
chair!
Jürgen:
G
Am
C
G
I don't care how many
letters they sent -
Morning came and
morning went.
G
Am
C
G
Pick up your money and
pack up your tent
- You ain't goin' no
where.
G
Am
C
G
Whoo-ee!
Ride me high - To
morrow's the day My
bride's gonna come.
G
Am
C
G
Oh, oh, are
we gonna fly,
Down in the easy
chair!
solo:
|:
G
Am
C
G
:|
Peter:
G
Am
C
G
Buy me a flute and a
gun that shoots
- Tailgates and
substitutes.
G
Am
C
G
Strap yourself to the
tree with roots
- You ain't goin' no
where.
G
Am
C
G
Whoo-ee!
Ride me high - To
morrow's the day My
bride's gonna come.
G
Am
C
G
G
Am
C
G
Oh, oh, are
we gonna fly,
Down in the easy
chair!
KD:
G
Am
C
G
Genghis Khan he
could not keep
- All his kings - Su
pplied with sleep.
G
Am
C
G
We'll climb that hill no
matter how steep
- When we get
up to it.
|:
G
Am
C
G
Whoo-ee!
Ride me high - To
morrow's the day My
bride's gonna come.
G
Am
C
G
:|
Oh, oh, are
we gonna fly,
Down in the easy
chair!
KD Capo IV - MB: Capo II
10. The Highwayman
Jimmy Webb / the Highwaymen (J. Cash et.al.): Highwayman (1985)
Intro:
|:
C#m
B
A
B
:|
Verse 1: (Willie Nelson / Martin)
C#m
B
/
/
A
/
/
/
C#m7
/ / /
B
/
A
/
B
/ / /
I was a
highway
man
,
a
long the
coach roads
I did
ride,
Sword
and
pistol
by my
side,
F#m
/
C#m
/
B
/
A
/ / /
Many
a
young maid
lost her
baubles
to my
trade,
F#m
/
C#m
/
B
/
A
/ / /
Many
a
soldier
shed his
lifeblood
on my
blade,
C#m
/
B
/
A
B
E
/ | / /
/
/
B
/ / /
| / / / /
The
basterds
hung me
in the
spring of
twenty-
five,
But
I am
still a
live...
Verse 2: (Kris Kristofferson / Klausdieter)
C#m
B
A
C#m7
B
A
B
I was a
sailor, I was
born upon the
tide,
With the
sea I did a
bide,
F#m
C#m
B
A
I sailed a
schooner round the
horn of Mexi
co,
F#m
C#m
B
A
I went a
loft and furled the
main sail in a
blow,
C#m
B
A
C#m
E
B
And when the
yards broke off they
said that
I've got
killed, But I am living
still...
Verse 3: (Waylon Jennings / Jürgen)
C#m
B
A
C#m7
B
A
B
I was a
dam builder,
across the river deep and
wide,
Where steel and
water did col
lide,
F#m
C#m
B
A
A place called
Boulder on the
wild Colora
do,
F#m
C#m
B
A
I slipped and
fell into the
wet concrete be
low,
C#m
B
A
C#m
E
B
They buried
me in that gray
tomb that
knows no
sounds, But I am still a
round...
B
E
E/D#
C#m7
B
A
E/G#
F#m
/ / /
A
B
E
I'll always be a
round, and a
round, and a
round, and a
round, and a
round
solo: |:
C#m
B
A
B
:|
Verse 4: (Johnny Cash / Peter)
C#m
B
A
C#m7
B
A
B
I'll fly a
starship '
cross the universe di
vide,
And when I
reach the other
side,
F#m
C#m
B
A
I'll find a
place to rest my
spirit if I
can,
F#m
C#m
B
A
Perhaps I
may become a
highwayman a
gain,
C#m
B
A
C#m
E
B
Or I may
simply be a
single
drop of
rain, But I will re
main...
B
E
E/D#
C#m7
B
A
E/G#
F#m
/ / /
A
B
E
And I'll be back a
gain, and a
gain, and a
gain, and a
gain, and a
gain
Capo V - Harp "C"
11. The River
Bruce Springsteen / Bruce Springsteen: The River (1980)
Jürgen Harp intro
Am
|
C
|
G
|
F
|
Am
|
C
|
F
|
C
|
F
|
F
|
C
G
|
Am
|
Dm9
|
C
|
F
|
Am
C
G
F
I come from down the
valley where
Mister, when you're
young,
Am
C
F
C
They
bring you up to
do just
like your daddy
done.
F
C
G
Am
Me and
Mary we met in high school When
she was just
seven
teen.
Dm9
C
F
We'd
ride out of this valley down to
where the fields were
green.
Am
F
G
C
Am
F
G
F
We'd go
down to the
river and
into the river we'd
dive, - Oh,
down to the
river we'd
ride.
Am
C
G
F
Then
I got Mary
pregnant and
man that was all she
wrote,
Am
C
F
C
And
for my nineteenth
birthday I got a union
card and a wedding
coat.
F
C
G
Am
We went down to the courthouse and the
judge put it
all to
rest.
Dm9
C
F
No wedding day smiles, no walk down the aisle, No
flowers, no wedding
dress.
Am
F
G
C
Am
F
G
F
We'd go
down to the
river and
into the river we'd
dive, - Oh,
down to the
river we'd
ride.
Am
|
C
|
G
|
F
|
Am
|
C
|
F
|
C
|
F
|
F
|
C
G
|
Am
|
Dm9
|
C
|
F
|
(solo
)
Am
C
G
F
I
got a job working con
struction for the
Johnstown Com
pany,
Am
C
F
C
But
lately there ain't been
much work on ac
count of the econo
my.
F
C
G
Am
Now
all them things that seemed so important, Well, mister, they
vanished right in
to the
air.
Dm9
C
F
Now I just
act like I don't remember and Mary
acts like she don't
care.
Am
F
G
C
We'd go
down to the
river and
into the river we'd
dive,
Am
F
G
F
Oh,
down to the
river we'd
ride.
Am
C
G
F
But I
remember us riding in my
brothers car, her body
tan and wet down by the
reservoir.
Am
C
F
C
At
night on them banks I'd
lie awake and pull her
close just to feel each
breath she'd take.
F
C
G
Am
Now those
memories come back to haunt me, They
haunt me
like a
curse.
Dm9
C
F
Is a
dream a lie if it don't come true or
is it something
worse?
Am
F
G
C
It sends me
down to the
river, though I know
the river is
dry!
Am
F
G
F
Am
F
G
C
Oh,
down to the
river to
ni-i-i-
ight. -
Down to the
river my
baby and
I,
Am
F
G
F
Oh,
down to the
river we
ri-i-i-
ide.
Jürgen Harp outro
Am
|
C
|
G
|
F
|
Am
|
C
|
F
|
C
|
F
|
F
|
C
G
|
Am
|
Dm9
|
C
|
F
|
Capo I
12. Sweet Defeat
Jon Allen / Jon Allen: Sweet Defeat (2011)
|:
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
:|
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
Well I was
busy going
nowhere,
- Hanging
out in no mans
land.
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
When
you showed me the
silver,
- There in
bad lucks ugly
hand.
F#
C#
A#m
G#7
You’ve got the
sweetest dispo
sition, And a
heart that’s open
wide.
F#
C#
G#7
I
know that you’re the
woman - Who’s gonna
keep me satisfied.
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
Sweet de
feat;
I’m lying
helpless at your
feet.
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
And so it’s
goodbye to the
street.
I’m so pleased to
meet you: sweet de
feat!
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
Well I’d
given up be
lieving
- That I’d
ever end up
here.
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
But now I’m
happy on the
high wire
- With your voice
ringing in my
ears.
F#
C#
A#m
G#7
I wanna
call you up on
Sundays - When I’ve
nothing much to
say.
F#
C#
G#7
I want to
hold on to you
darling - Throw
everything else I got away.
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
Sweet de
feat;
I’m lying
helpless at your
feet.
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
And so it’s
goodbye to the
street.
I’m so pleased to
meet you: sweet de
feat!
solo:
|:
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
:|
F#
C#
A#m
G#7
You’re like the
morning breeze a’
blowin’ - Right
through this weary
soul.
F#
C#
G#7
You give me a
feeling - From my
head down to my toes.
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
Sweet de
feat;
I’m lying
helpless at your
feet.
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
C#
A#m
F#
G#7
And so it’s
goodbye to the
street.
I’m so pleased to
meet you: sweet de
feat!
_________________ 3. Teil _________________
KD: Capo III
13. Girls of Neils Harbour (Sam Moon)
G
D
C
G
Sail, sail a
way, in
to another
day,
D
And I heard someone say it may be
farther.
G
C
For the
morning comes so soon; Let's
sing another tune,
G
D
G
And we’ll
drink to the girls of Neil’s
Har
bour.
G
D
C
G
Sail, sail the
coast to the
one you love the
most.
D
A seaman hates to boast but my heart's
larger.
G
C
For a
girl named Jenny Lou with the
giant eyes of blue,
G
D
G
And I’m
dreaming of you in Neil’s
Har
bour.
Sail, sail away, into another day...
G
D
C
G
The waves they roll a
long and the
sea she sings her
song.
D
It’s home where I belong beside the
fire.
G
C
With a
good drink in my hand, just
listening to the band,
G
D
G
And we’re
home once again in Neil’s
Har
bour.
Sail, sail away, into another day...
Sail, sail away, into another day...
G
-
D
G
And I’m
dreaming of
you in Neil’s
Har
bour.
Capo II
14. Passing Through (Leonard Cohen)
D
G
D
I saw
Jesus on the cross on a
hill called Calva
ry
A
"Do you hate mankind for what they done to
you?"
D
G
D
He said, "
Talk of love not hate, things to
do - it's getting
late.
A
D
I've so little time and I'm
only passing
through."
D
Passing through, passing through.
D7
G
D
Sometimes happy, sometimes
blue, glad that
I ran into
you.
A
D
Tell the people that you
saw me passing
through.
D
G
D
I saw
Adam leave the Garden with an
apple in his
hand,
A
I said "Now you're out, what are you going to
do?"
D
G
D
"Plant some
crops and pray for rain, maybe
raise a little
cane.
A
D
I'm an orphan now, and I'm
only passing
through."
Passing through, passing through ...
D
G
D
I was with
Washington at Valley Ford,
shivering in the
snow.
A
I said, "How come the men here suffer like they
do?"
D
G
D
"Men will
suffer, men will fight, even
die for what is
right
A
D
even though they know they're
only passing
through"
Passing through, passing through ...
D
G
D
I was with
Franklin Roosevelt's side on the
night before he
died.
A
He said, "One world must come out of World War
Two" (ah, the fool)
D
G
D
"Yankee,
Russian, white or tan," he said, "A
man is still a
man.
A
D
We're all on one road, and we're
only passing
through."
|: Passing through, passing through ... :|
KD: Capo III MB: Capo V
15. One too many Mornings
Bob Dylan / Bob Dylan: The Times They Are A-Changin' (1964)
C
Am
F
C
C
Am
G7
C
C
Am
F
C
Down the
street the dogs are
barkin' - And the
day is a-gettin'
dark.
C
Am
F
G7
As the
night comes in a-
fallin', The
dogs'll lose their
bark.
C
G7
F
C
An' the
silent night will
shatter - From the
sounds inside my
mind,
C
Am
F
G7
C
F
G7
C
For I'm
one too many
mornings - And a
thousand
miles be
hind.
C
Am
F
C
From the
crossroads of my
doorstep - My
eyes they start to
fade,
C
Am
F
G7
As I
turn my head back
to the room - Where my
love and I have
laid.
C
G7
F
C
An' I
gaze back to the
street, The
sidewalk and the
sign;
C
Am
F
G7
C
And I'm
one too many
mornings - An' a
thousand
miles be
hind.
harp solo
C
Am
F
C
It's a
restless hungry
feeling - That don't
mean no one no
good,
C
Am
F
G7
When
ev'rything I'm a-
sayin' - You can
say it just as
good.
C
G7
F
C
You're
right from your
side, I'm
right from
mine.
C
Am
F
C
F
G7
C
We're both
just too many
mornings - An' a
thousand miles
behind.
16. Careless
Paul Kelly / Paul Kelly and the Messengers: So Much Water So Close to Home (1989)
G
Bm7
Am7
C
How many cats
in New York city, -
How many angels
on a pin?
G
Bm7
Am7
C
How many notes in a
saxophone, -
How many tears in a
bottle of gin?
G
Bm7
How many times did you
call my name,
Am7
C
G
Bm7
Am7
C
Knock at the door but you
couldn't get
in?
C
G
Bm7
Am7
C
G
I know
-
- I've been
careless
!
I've been wrapped up in a shell, - Nothing could get through to me.
Acted like I didn't know, - I had friends and family.
I saw worry in your eyes, - Didn't look like fear to me.
C
G
Bm7
Am7
C
G
I know
-
- I've been
careless
!
Bm7
Am7
C
G
I lost my
tender
ness.
Bm7
Am7
C
G
I've been
careless
.
Bm7
Am7
C
G
I took
bad care of
this.
solo harp
4x |:
G
Bm7
Am7
C
:|
-only guitar
Like a mixture in a bowl, - Like a frozen over lake.
Like a long time faded smile, - Got so hard I had to crack.
+bass
You were there, you held the line, - You're the one that brought me back.
+cajon
I know -- I've been careless. - I lost my tenderness.
I've been careless. - I took bad care of this.
How many cats in New York city, - How many angels on a pin?
How many notes in a saxophone, - How many tears in a bottle of gin?
How many times did you call my name,
Knock at the door but you couldn't get in?
How many stars in the milky way,
How many ways can you lose a friend?
I've been careless. -- I took bad care of this...
Capo: MB III
17. Rockin' In the Free World
Frank Sampedro, Neil Young / Neil Young: Freedom (1989)
|:
Gm
|
F
D#
:|
|
/ / / / / / / /
|
/ -
/ -
|
Gm
F
D#
Gm
F
D#
There's colors on the street,
-
Red, white, and blue.
Gm
F
D#
Gm
F
D#
People shufflin' their feet,
-
People sleepin' in their shoes.
Gm
F
D#
There's a warning sign on the
road
ahead.
Gm
F
D#
There's a lot of people saying we'd be
better off
dead.
Gm
F
D#
Don't feel like Satan, but I
am to
them.
Gm
F
D#
So I try to forget it any
way I
can.
|:
A#
F
D#
D#
D#/D
D#/C
A#
:|
Keep on
rockin' in the free world
-
|:
A#
F
D#
D#
D#/D
D#/C
A#
:|
C
|:
Gm
F
D#
:|
Keep on
rockin' in the free world
-
Gm
F
D#
F
D#
I see a woman in the night
- With a baby in her hand.
Gm
F
D#
F
D#
Under an old street light
- Near a garbage can.
Gm
F
D#
Now she puts the kid away cause she's
gotta get a
hit.
Gm
F
D#
She hates her life and what she's
done with
it.
Gm
F
D#
That's one more kid that'll never
go to
school,
Gm
F
D#
Never get to fall in love, never
get to be
cool.
|:
A#
F
D#
D#
D#/D
D#/C
A#
:|
Keep on
rockin' in the free world
-
|:
A#
F
D#
D#
D#/D
D#/C
A#
:|
C
|:
Gm
F
D#
:|
Keep on
rockin' in the free world
-
Gm
F
D#
Gm
F
D#
We gotta thousand points of light
-
for the homeless man.
Gm
F
D#
Gm
F
D#
We've got a kinder, gentler,
machine gun
hand.
Gm
F
D#
We've got department stores and
toilet
paper,
Gm
F
D#
Got styrofoam boxes for the
ozone
layer,
Gm
F
D#
Got a man of the people, says
keep hope
alive.
Gm
F
D#
Got fuel to burn, got
roads to
drive.
|:
A#
F
D#
D#
D#/D
D#/C
A#
:|
Keep on
rockin' in the free world
-
|:
A#
F
D#
D#
D#/D
D#/C
A#
:|
C
|:
Gm
F
D#
:|
Keep on
rockin' in the free world
-
Capo II
18. Wagon Wheel
Bob Dylan, Ketcham Secor / Old Crow Medicine Show: Old Crow Medicine Show (2004)
|:
A
E
F#m
D
A
E
D
:|
A
E
F#m
D
Headed down south to the
land of the pines, And I'm
thumbin' my way into
North Caroline.
A
E
D
Starin' up the road - And pray to
God I see
headlights.
A
E
F#m
D
I
made it down the coast in
seventeen hours,
Pickin' me a bouquet of
dogwood flowers,
A
E
D
And I'm a
hopin' for Raleigh - I can
see my baby to
night.
A
E
F#m
D
A
E
D
So
rock me mama like a
wagon wheel;
Rock me mama any
way you feel -
Hey,
mama
rock me!
A
E
F#m
D
Rock me mama like the
wind and the rain;
Rock me mama like a
south-bound train -
A
E
D
A
E
F#m
D
A
E
D
Hey,
mama
rock me!
A
E
F#m
D
Runnin' from the cold
up in New England I was
born to be a fiddler in an
old-time stringband.
A
E
D
My
baby plays the guitar -
I pick a banjo
now.
A
E
F#m
D
Oh, the
North country winters keep a
gettin' me now, Lost my
money playin' poker so I
had to up and leave.
A
E
D
But I
ain't a turnin' back - To
livin' that old life
no more!
A
E
F#m
D
A
E
D
So
rock me mama like a
wagon wheel;
Rock me mama any
way you feel -
Hey,
mama
rock me!
A
E
F#m
D
Rock me mama like the
wind and the rain;
Rock me mama like a
south-bound train -
A
E
D
|:
A
E
F#m
D
A
E
D
:|
Hey,
mama
rock me!
A
E
F#m
D
Walkin' to the south
out of Roanoke - I caught a
trucker out of Philly. Had a
nice long talk.
A
E
D
But
he's a headed west from the
Cumberland Gap - To
Johnson City, Tennessee
A
E
F#m
D
And I
gotta get a move on
before the sun, I hear my
baby callin' my name and I
know that she's the only one.
A
E
D
And
if I die in Raleigh - At
least I will die
free!
A
E
F#m
D
A
E
D
So
rock me mama like a
wagon wheel;
Rock me mama any
way you feel -
Hey,
mama
rock me!
A
E
F#m
D
A
E
D
A
Rock me mama like the
wind and the rain;
Rock me mama like a
south-bound train -
Hey,
mama
rock me!
Bass A / / / | E / / / | F#m / / | D / / + / | A / / / | E / / / | D / / + / | D / / + / |
G|---------|---------|---------|-----------|---------|---------|-----------|-----------|
D|-----2---|-----2---|-----4---|-0---------|-----2---|-----2---|-0---------|-0---------|
A|-0-------|-2-------|-4-------|---2-0-0-2-|-0-------|-2-------|---2-0-0-2-|---2-0-0-2-|
E|---------|---------|---------|-----------|---------|---------|-----------|-----------|
_________________ Zugaben _________________
KD: Capo V
19. The Mighty Quinn
Bob Dylan/Bob Dylan: Self Portrait (1970)
Manfred Mann: Mighty Garvey! (1968)
n.c.
G
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
G
D
G
D
C
G
Come all without,
come all with
in - You'll not see n
othing like the
Mighty
Quinn
G
C
G
C
Ev'rybody's
building
ships and
boats
G
C
G
C
Some are building
monuments,
others jotting down
notes.
G
C
G
C
Ev'rybody's
in despair,
ev'ry girl and
boy
G
D
C
G
But when
Quinn the Eskimo
gets here, Ev'ry
body's gonna jump for
joy.
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
G
C
G
C
I
like to do just
like the rest, I
like my sugar
sweet
G
C
G
C
But
jumping queues and
making haste, just
ain't my cup of
meat.
G
C
G
C
Ev'ryone's
beneath the trees, feeding
pigeons on a
limb
G
D
C
G
But when
Quinn the Eskimo
gets here, All the
pigeons gonna rum to
him.
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
Bass-Solo
|:
G
/
/
/ |
C
/
/
/ |
G
/
/
/ |
C
/
/
/ |
G
/
/
/ |
C
/
/
/
:|
G
/
/
/ |
D
/
/
/ |
C
/
/
/ |
G
/
/
/ |
Oh,
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
G
C
G
C
Let me do what I
wanna do, I
can recite 'em
all
G
C
G
C
Just
tell me where it
hurts and I'll
tell you who to
call.
G
C
G
C
Nobody can
get no sleep, there's
someone on ev'ryones
toes.
G
D
C
G
But when
Quinn the Eskimo
gets here, Ev'ry
body's gonna wanna
doze.
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty Quinn
n.c.
G
Come all without, come all within - You'll not see nothing like the Mighty
Neil Young / Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young: Déjà Vu (1970)
Intro:
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
There is a
town in north On
tario
With dream
comfort memory to
spare,
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
And in my
mind I
still need a place to go,
All
my changes were
there.
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
Blue, blue
windows behind the
stars,
Yellow
moon on the
rise.
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
Big birds
flying across the
sky
Throwing sha
dows on our
eyes.
B
F#
E
Helpless,
helpless, help
less!
B
F#
E
Helpless,
helpless, help
less!
B
F#
E
Helpless,
helpless, help
less!
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
Ba
by can you hear me
now?
The
chains are locked and
tied across the door.
B
F#
E
Ba
by, sing
with me somehow!
B
F#
E
Helpless,
helpless, help
less!
B
F#
E
Helpless,
helpless, help
less!
B
F#
E
Helpless,
helpless, help
less!
Solo
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
Blue, blue
windows behind the
stars,
Yellow
moon on the
rise.
B
F#
E
B
F#
E
Big birds
flying across the
sky
Throwing sha
dows on our
eyes.
B
F#
E
Helpless,
helpless, help
less!
B
F#
E
Helpless,
helpless, help
less!
B
F#
E
Helpless,
helpless, help
less...
Chorus: JG F# ... E; KD: B A# B G#
22. Knockin' on Heaven's Door
Bob Dylan
G
D
Am7
G
D
C
|:
G
D
Am7
G
D
C
:|
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
-
Oooh
Oooh
Oooh
G
D
Am7
Mama take this
badge off of
me,
G
D
C
I can't
use it any
more.
G
D
Am7
It's getting
dark, too dark for me to
see;
G
D
C
D
I feel I'm
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
Am7
Knock, knock,
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
C
D
Knock, knock,
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
Am7
Knock, knock,
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
C
D
Knock, knock,
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
Am7
Mama, put my
guns in the
ground.
G
D
C
I can't
shoot them any
more.
G
D
Am7
That long black
cloud is comin'
down.
G
D
C
D
I feel I'm
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
Am7
Knock, knock,
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
C
D
Knock, knock,
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
Am7
Knock, knock,
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
C
D
Knock, knock,
knockin' on heaven's
door.
G
D
Am7
G
D
C
Ooh -
ooh -
ooh - ooh
Ooh -
ooh -
ooh ...
Bass
G / / / D / / / Am7 / / / G / / / D / / / C / / D
G-0---0-0-|---------|------------|-0---0-0-|---------|-------------|
D---------|-0---0-0-|------------|---------|-0---0-0-|----------0--|
A---------|---------|-0----2-3-2-|---------|---------|-3--2--0-----|
E---------|---------|------------|---------|---------|-------------|
