BATTLE OF NEW ORLEANS

(C)In 1814 (F)we took a little trip,
(G7)Along with Colonel Jackson (C)down the mighty mississip'.
We took a little bac(F)on and we took a little beans
And (G7)we caught the bloody (C)British in a town in New Orleans.

Chorus:
We fired our guns and the British kept a comin'
There wasn't as (G7)many as (C)there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Missi(G7)ssippi to the(C) gulf of Mexico.

We (C)looked down the river and we (F)see'd the British come
And there (G7)musta been a hundred of 'em (C)beatin' on the drum
They stepped so high and they (F)made their bugles ring'
We (G7)stood beside our cotton bales and (C)didn't say a thing.

Chorus.

Old Hickory said we could (F)take 'em by surprise
If we (G7)didn't fire a musket 'till we (C)looked 'em in the eyes.
We held our fire 'till we (F)see'd their faces well
Then we (G7)opened up with squirrel guns and (C)really gave 'em....Well.

Chorus.
Chorus 2.
Yeah! They ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles,
And they ran through the bushes where a (G7)rabbit couldn't (C)go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
On down the Mississippi to the (G7)Gulf of (C)Mexico.

We fired our cannon 'till the (F)barrel melted down
So we (G7)grabbed an alligator and we (C)fought another round.
We filled his head with cannonballs and (F)powdered his behind
And (G7)when we touched the powder off the (C)'gator lost his mind.

Chorus 1 the chorus 2. repeat last line.(C)

IT'S HARD TO BE HUMBLE

Chorus:
(G7)Oh, (C)Lord it's hard to be humble, when you're perfect in every (G7)way.
I can't wait to look in the mirror, cos' I get better looking each (C)day.
To know me is to love me, I (C7)must be a hell of a (F)man.
Oh, Lord it's hard to be (C)humble, but I'm(G7) doing the best that I (C)can.

I (C)used to have a girlfriend, but I guess she just couldn't comp(G7)ete
With all of those love starved women, who keep clamouring at my (C)feet.
Well I probably could find another, but I (C7)guess they're all in awe of (F)me,
Who cares I never get (C)lonesome, cause I (G7)treasure my own comp(C)any.

Chorus.

I (C)guess you can say I'm a loner, a cowboy outlaw, tough and (G7)proud,
I could have lots of friends if I wanted, but how would I stand out in a (C)crowd.
Some folks say I'm egotistical, well I(C7) don't even know what that (F)means,
I guess it has something to(C) do with the way I(G7) fill out my tight blue (C) jeans.

Chorus then repeat the last line.

FIELDS OF ATHENRY

(C)By a lonely prison wall I(F) heard a sweet voice (C)call(G)ing(C)
Michael they have (F)taken you (G)away.
For you (C)stole Travelyan's (F)corn
That your(C) babes might see the (G)morn
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the (C)bay.
CHORUS
(C)Fair (F)lie the fields of Athen(Am)ry.
Where (C)once we watched the small freebirds (G)fly.
(C)Our love grew with the (F)spring
We had (C)dreams and songs to (G)sing
As we wandered through the fields of Athen(C)ry.

(C)By a lonely prison wall I(F) heard a young man (C)call(G)ing(C)
Nothing matters (F)Jenny when your (G)free
Against the (C)famine and the (F)crown
I re(C)belled, they ran me (G)down
Now you must raise our children without(C) me.

Chorus twice,
Repeat first verse.

(C)On a windswept harbour wall
She(F) watched the last star (C)ris(G)ing.
(C)As the prison ship sailed (F)out across the (G)sky.
But she'll (C)watch and hope and (F)pray,
For her(C) love in Botany (G)Bay,
While she is lonely in the fields of Athen(C)ry.
Chorus,then repeat last line.

DIRTY OLD TOWN

(C)I met my love, by the gas works wall
I dreamed a (F)dream, by the old (C)canal
I kissed my girl, by the factory wall
Dirty old (G7)town, dirty old (Am)town.

Clouds are (C)drifting across the moon
Cats are (F)prowling on their (C)beats
Springs a girl on the streets at night
(G7)Dirty old town, (Am)dirty old town.

Heard a (C)siren from the dock
Saw a (F)train set the night on (C)fire
I smelled the spring on the smokey wind
Dirty old (G7)town, dirty old (Am)town.

I'm going to (C)make me a big sharp ax
Shining (F)steel tempered in the (C)fire
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old (G7)town, dirty old (Am)town.

I met my (C)love, by the gas works wall
I dreamed a (F)dream, by the old (C)canal
I kissed my girl, by the factory wall
Dirty old (G7)town, dirty old (Am)town.
(G7)Dirty old town, (Am)dirty old town.

LET IT BE

Chorus 1:

Let it (Am)be, let it(G7) be, let it(F) be, let it(C) be.

(C)Whisper words of (G7)wisdom, let it (F)be.(C)

When I find myself in (G)times of trouble,

(Am)Mother Mary (F)comes to me,

(C)Speaking words of (G7)wisdom, let it (F)be.(C)

And in my hour of (G)darkness, she is (Am)standing right in (F)front of me. (C)Speaking words of(G7) wisdom, let it (F)be.(C)

Chorus1.

And when broken (G)hearted people (Am)living in the world (F)agree,

(C)There will be an (G7)answer, let it (F)be.(C)

For though they may be (G)parted,

There is (Am)still a chance that (F)they will see,

(C)There will be an (G7)answer, let it (F)be.(C)

Chorus 2:

Let it(Am) be, let it (G7)be, let it(F) be, let it (C)be.

(C)There will be an (G7)answer, let it (F)be.(C)

And when the night is (G)cloudy,

There is (Am)still a light that (F)shines on me,

(C)Shine on until tom(G7)orrow, let it (F)be.(C)

I wake up to the (G)sound of music,

(Am)Mother Mary (F)comes to me,

(C)Speaking words of (G7)wisdom, let it (F)be.(C)

Chorus 2 twice. Then chorus 1.

BY THE LIGHT OF THE SILVERY MOON

(C)By the light of the silvery (D7)moon, I want to (G7)spoon,
To my honey I'll (C)croon love's (G7)tune.
Honey(C)moon, keep a shining in (F)Ju(A7)u(Dm)une.
Your(A7) silv(Dm)ery (C)beams will (D7)bring love (C)dreams,
We'll be (Am)cuddling (E7)so(A7)on, (D7)By  the (C)sil(G7)very (C)moon.

By the light, not the dark, but the light,
Of the Silvery (D7)Moon, not the sun, but the moon.
I want to (G7)spoon, not knife, but spoon.
To my honey I'll (C)croon love's (G7)tune.
Honey(C)moon, keep a shining in (F)Ju(A7)u(Dm)une.
Your (A7)sil(Dm)very (C)beams will (D7)bring love (C)dreams,
We'll be (Am)cuddling (E7)so(A7)on, (D7)by the (C)sil(G7)very (C)moon.

BOBBY McGEE

(C)Busted flat in Baton Rouge and heading for the trains,
Feeling nearly faded as my (G7)jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained.
Took us all the way to New Or(C)leans.
I took my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
And was blowing sad while Bobby sang the (F)blues,
With them windshield wipers slapping time and (C)Bobby's hand in mine,
We (G7)finally sang up every song that driver ever (C)knew.

CHORUS:
(F)Freedom is just another word for (C)nothing left to lose,
(G7)Nothing ain't worth nothing but it's (C)free.
(F)Feeling good was easy Lord when (C)Bobby sang the blues,
(G7)Feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and Bobby(C) McGee.

(C)From the Kentucky coal mines to the California sun,
Bobby shared the secrets of my (G7)soul.
Standing right beside me, Lord, through everything I done,
Every night she kept me from the(C) cold.
Then some where near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
Searching for the home I hope she'll (F)find.
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a(C) single yesterday,
(G7)Holding Bobby's body close to (C)mine.

Chorus  Then
La de da de da de da da la de da de da,
La de da da me and Bobby (G7)McGee.
La de da de da de da da la de da de da,
La de da da me and Bobby (C) McGee.

(C)Then somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away,
Searching for the home I hope she'll (F)find.
And I'd trade all my tomorrows for a (C)single yesterday,
(G7)Holding Bobby's body close to (C)mine.

La de da de da de da da la de da de da,
La de da da me and Bobby (G7)McGee.
La de da de da de da da la de da de da,
La de da da me and Bobby (C)McGee.