Tuesday, 10 December 2013

This Land Is Our Land


THIS LAND IS OUR LAND

CHORUS:
(C)This land is (F) your land, this land is (C)my land
from Cool(G7)angatta to the Rottnest (C) Island,
from the kauri (F)forests, to the Bass Strait (C) waters,
(G7)this land was made for you and (C)me.

(C)As I went (F) walking that ribbon of (C) highway,
I saw ab(G7)ove me that endless sk(C)yway,
I saw bel(F)ow me that golden (C) valley,
(G7) this land was made for you and (C) me.

Chorus

(C)I roamed and (F) rambled and followed my (C) footsteps
to the sparkling (G7) sands of her diamond (C) deserts,
and all a(F)round me a voice was (C) sounding,
(G7) this land was (G7) made for you and (C) me.

Chorus

(C)When the sun comes (F) shining and I was (C) strolling
and the wheat fields (G7) waving, and the dust clouds (C)rolling
a voice was (F) chanting and a fog was (C) lifting,
(G7)this land was made for you and (C) me.

Chorus



Yellow Bird


YELLOW BIRD

CHORUS.
(C) Yellow Bird, up (G) high in banana (C) tree,
(C) Yellow Bird, you (G) sit all alone like (C) me.

(F) Did your lady friend, (C) leave the nest again?
(G) That is very sad, (C) makes me feel so bad.
(F) You can fly away, (C) in the sky away. .
(G) You're more lucky than (C) me.

(C) I also have a (G) pretty girl, she's not with me, to(C)day,
(C) They're all the same, the (F) pretty girls... (G)make them the nest...
The they fly (C) away.

CHORUS.

(F) Better fly away, (C) in the sky away.
(G) Picker coming soon, (C) pick from night to noon.
(F) Black on yellow, you, (C) like banana, too.
(G) They might pick you some(C)day.

(C) Wish that I were a (F) yellow bird.. (G) I'd fly away with (C)you.
(C) But I am not a (F) yellow bird..so, (G)here I sit, nothing
else to (C)do.

CHORUS.
(C) Yellow bird..yellow bird.. yellow bird..
(Fade) yellow bird.. yellow bird...
  

Proud Mary


PROUD MARY

(C) Left a good job in the city,
Workin' for the man ev'ry night and day,
And I never lost one minute of sleepin'
Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been.

CHORUS
(G7) Big wheel keep on turnin',
(Am) Proud Mary keep on burnin'.
(C) Rollin', rollin', rollin', on the river.

(C) Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis,
Pumped a lot of pain down in New Orleans,
But I never saw the good side of the city,
'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.

CHORUS.

(C) If you come down to the river,
Bet you gonna find some people who live,
You don't have to worry 'cause you have no money,
People on the river are happy to give.

CHORUS.
(C) Rollin', rollin', rollin', on the river......X3.

Running Bear


RUNNING BEAR

(C) On the banks of the river
Stood Runnin' (F) Bear, young Indian (C) brave,
On the other side of the river
Stood his (Dm) lovely Indian (G) maid.
Little (C) White Dove was her name,
Such a (F) lovely sight to (C) see,
But their tribes fought with each other,
So their (G) love could never (C) be.

CHORUS
Runnin' (F) Bear loved Little (C) White Dove with a (G) love big as the (C) sky.
Runnin' (F) Bear loved Little (C) White Dove with a (G) love that couldn't (C) die.

He couldn't swim the raging river 
'Cause the river (F) was too (C) wide.
He couldn't reach Little White Dove waiting on (Dm) the other (G) side.
In the (C) moonlight he could see her
Throwing (F) kisses 'cross the (C) waves,
Her little heart was beating faster, waiting (G) there just for her (C) brave.

CHORUS

Running (C) Bear dove in the water,
Little (F) White Dove did the (C) same.
And they swam out to each other,
Through the (Dm) swirling stream they (G) came.
As their (C) hands touched and their lips met,
The ragin' (F) river pulled them (C) down.
Now they'll always be together
In that (G) happy hunting (C) ground.

CHORUS twice.


Sailing


SAILING

(C) I am sailing, I am (Am) sailing,
home (F) again, cross the (C) sea.
I am (G) sailing, stormy (C) waters, 
To be (F) near you, to be (C) free. (G7)

I am (C) flying, I am (Am) flying,
Like a (F) bird, cross the (C) sky.
I am (G) flying, passing (C) high clouds,
To be (F) with you, to be (C) free. (G7)

Can you (C) hear me, can you (Am) hear me,
Through the (F) dark night, far a(C)way.
I am (G) dying, forever (C) crying,
To be (F) with you, who can (C) say. (G7)

We are (C) sailing, we are (Am) sailing,
Home (F) again, cross the (C) sea.
We are (G) sailing, stormy (C) waters,
To be (F) near you, to be (C) free. (G7)

I am (C) sailing, I am (Am) sailing,
Home (F) again, cross the (C) sea.
I am (G) sailing, stormy (C) waters,
To be (F) near you, to be (C) free, (G7)
To be (F) near you, to be (C) free, (G7)
To be (F) near you, to be (C) free, (G7)
To be (F) near you, to be (C) free. (G7)

I am (C) sailing, I am (Am) sailing,
Home (F) again, cross the (C) sea.
I am (G) sailing, stormy (C) waters,
To be (F) near you, to be (C) free. (G7) (F) (F)

Oh, Rock My Soul


OH, ROCK MY SOUL

(C) Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
(G7) Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
(C)Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
(G7) Oh, rock my (C) soul.

(C) So high I can't get over it
(G7) So low I can't get under it
(C) So wide I can't get round it
(G7) Oh, rock my (C) soul.

(C) Rock my soul
(G7) Rock my soul
(C) Rock my soul
(G7) Oh, rock my (C) soul.

Sloop John B


SLOOP JOHN B

We (C) come on the Sloop (F) John (C) B, My grandfather (F) and (C) me
Around Nassau town we did (G7) roam. Drinking all (C) night, (C7) got into a (F) fight (Dm)
Well I (C) feel so broke up, (G7) I want to go (C) home.

CHORUS
(C) So hoist up the John (F) B's (C) sail, See how the main (F) sail (C) sets
Call for the Captain a-shore, let me go (G7) home.
Let me go (C) home, (C7) I wanna go (F) home Yeah (Dm) yeah
Well (C) I fell so broke up, (G7) I wanna go (C) home.

The first mate, he (F) got (C) drunk, And broke in the Cap(F)tain's (C) trunk.
The constable had to come and take him a(G7)way.
Sheriff John (C) Stone, (C7) why  don't you leave me a(F)lone, yeah (Dm) yeah
Well I (C) feel so broke up, (G7) I wanna go (C) home.

CHORUS 

The poor cook, he caught (F) the (C) fits, and threw away all (F) my (C) grits.
And then he took and he ate up all of my (G7) corn.
Let me go (C) home, (C7) why don't you let me go (F) home  (Dm)
This (c) is the worst trip (G7) I've ever been (C) on.

CHORUS twice to finish.