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03-11-2009

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The Little Drummer Boy »« Kersliederen :: Christmas carols

[D] Come they told me Pa [A7] rup a pum [D] pum [D] A new born king to see Pa [A7] rup a pum [D] pum [A] Our finest [D] gifts we bring [G] Pa [D] rup a pum [A] pum To lay be[D]fore the King [G] Pa [D7] rup a pum [G] pum Rup a pum [D] pum, rup a pum [A] pum [D] So to honour Him Pa [A7] rup a pum [D] pum [A7] When we [D] come [D] Baby Jesus Pa [A7] rup a pum [D] pum [D] I am a poor boy too Pa [A7] rup a pum [D] pum [A] I have no [D]gifts to bring [G] Pa [D] rup a pum [A] pum That's fit [D]to give our King [G] Pa [D7] rup a pum [G] pum Rup a pum [D] pum, rup a pum [A] pum [D] Shall I play for you Pa [A7] rup a pum [D] pum [A7] On my [D] drum? [D] Mary nodded Pa [A7] rup a pum [D] pum [D] The ox and lamb kept time Pa [A7] rup a pum [D] pum [A] I played my [D]best for Him [G] Pa [D7] rup a pum [G] pum Rup a pum [D] pum, rup a pum [A] pum [D] Then He smiled at me Pa [A7] rup a pum [D] pum [A] Me and my [D] drum [A] Me and my [D] drum [A] Rup a pum [D] pum

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02-11-2009

A White Christmas »« Kersliederen :: Christmas carols

Een Wit Kerstmis

Ik droom weg van een witte kerstmis
Weet je, zoals die van weleer
Waar de boomtoppen glinsteren en kinderen fluisteren,
wachtend op de arrenslee, in de sneeuw

Ik droom echt van een wit kerstmis
bij elke kerstkaart die ik schrijf
k' wens je al het beste en vrolijke feesten,
en dat elke kerst een witte kerst mag zijn.

A White Christmas
Vertaling : piet willems 2-12-2005

G C D G I'm dreaming of a white Christmas just like the ones I used to know C Where the tree tops glisten and children listen G D To hear sleigh bells in the snow G C D G I'm dreaming of a white Christmas with every Christmas card I write C May your days be merry and bright G D G And may all your Christmas's be white, G D G And may all your Christmas-es be white.... Bing Crosby intro [Cm] [G] [C-57] [Gsus4] [G] The [Am7]sun is [D7]shining, the [G]grass is green The [D7]orange and [C]palm [D7]trees [G6]sway [Am7]There's never been [D7]such a [Bm7]day [Em7] In [Am7]Beverley [D7]Hills, L. [G6]A. [Cm6].. But it's De-[D7]cember the [C]twen-[D7]ty-[Gmaj7]fourth [G6] [Em6].. And I am [F#7]longing to [E]be [F#7]up n[Bm]orth [Am7] [C] [D7] [G6]I'm [Am]dream[G]ing of a [Am7]white [C#]Christ[D]mas [C]just like the [C]ones I [D7]used to [G]know [G6] [C]Where [D7]the [G]tree [Gmaj7]tops [G7]glisten and [C]children [Cm6]listen To [G]hear [C]sleigh [G]bells [A7]in the [Am7]snow [D7] [G]I'm [Am]dream[G]ing of a [Am7]white [C#]Christ[D]mas [C]with every [C]Christmas [D7]card I [G]write [C]May [D7]your [G]days [Gmaj7]be [G7]merry and [C]bright[Cm] And may [G]all [Em]your [C]Christmas-[D7]es be [G]white[Am7] [D7] eindregel: And may [G]all [Em]your [C]Christmas-[D7]es be [G]white [C] [G]

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01-11-2009

Susa Nina :: Kerstlieden

Susa Nina »« Kersliederen

Dm C   Bb  A   Sint Jozef bereidde die wondere nacht
Dm Gm  C   F   van 't zuiverste strooisel een beddeke zacht
Dm C   Bb  Gm  daarop heeft Maria met schamele vlijt
Gm Dm  A7  D   haar schreiende Kindje te slapen geleid.

D   A7  D        Susa Nina, 't Hemelse hof in een arme stal
G   G   D        en engelen wieken naar 't aardse dal
G   G   D        en vullen de sferen met feestgeschal
A7  D   A7  D    Susa Nina, voor de koning van 't heelal.

Dm  C  Bb  A   De herders ontwaakten in 't schitterend licht
Dm Gm  C   F   aan hen werd de troostende boodschap gericht
Dm C   Bb  Gm  een boodschap van vrede vanuit 't paradijs
Gm Dm  A7  D   aan alle de goeden van wille zij peis!

Dm  C  Bb  A   Drie Koningen kwamen naar 't Kind van heel ver
Dm Gm  C   F   Zij volgden het licht van de stralende ster
Dm C   Bb  Gm  Zij hebben de Koning, Gods zoon aanschowd
Gm Dm  A7  D   En offerden wierook en myrrhe en goud

Dm  C  Bb  A   Nog steeds brengt het Kindje zijn boodschap van vree
Dm Gm  C   F   voor alle goedwilligen onder ons mee
Dm C   Bb  Gm  een boodschap van vrede, van heldere kracht
Gm Dm  A7  D   een boodschap van licht in de donkere nacht.

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01-04-2009

The Night Visit / As I Roved Out

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Am                                    G
Who are you, me pretty fair maid
Who are you, me honey?
Who are you, me pretty fair maid
Who are you, me honey?
    Am
She answered me modestly,
        G
"Well I am me mammy's darling."

CHORUS
Am
With your too-ry-ah
G
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Am
Dai-rie oh.

And will you come to me mammy's house
When the moon is shining clearly.
And will you come to me mammy's house
When the moon is shining clearly.
I'll open the door and I'll let you in
And divil the one will hear us.

   CHORUS

So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clarely.
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clarely.
She opened the door and she let me in
And divil the one did hear us.

   CHORUS

She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And she led him to the stable
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And she led him to the stable
Saying "There's plenty of oats for a soldier's horse,
To eat it if he's able."

   CHORUS

She took me by the lily-white hand
And she led me to the table
She took me by the lily-white hand
And she led me to the table
Saying "There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy,
Drink it if you're able."

CHORUS

She got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and aisy
She got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and aisy
Then she took me by the hand
Saying "Blow out the candle!"

   CHORUS

There we lay till the break of the day
And divil the one did hear us
There we lay till the break of the day
And divil the one did hear us
She arose and put on her clothes
Saying "Darling, you must leave me."

   CHORUS

When will I return again
When will we get married
When will I return again
When will we get married
When broken shells make Christmas bells
We might well get married.

   CHORUS

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30-03-2009

Oh Danny Boy »« traditional

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29-03-2009

DRUNKEN SAILOR »« traditional

[Am]Way hay and up she rises
[G]Way hay and up she rises
[Am]Way hay and up she rises
[Am]Earl-[G]eye [Am]in [G]the [Am]morning
[Am]What shall we do with a drunken sailor
[G]What shall we do with a drunken sailor
[Am]What shall we do with a drunken sailor
[Am]Earl-[G]eye [Am]in [G]the [Am]morning
Put him in a long-boat till he's sober
Keep him there and make 'im bale 'er.
Trice him up in a runnin' bowline.
Tie him to the tasffrail when she's yard-arm under.
Put him in the scuppers with a hose-pipe on him.
Take 'im and shake 'im and try an' wake 'im.
Give 'im a dose of salt and water.
Give 'im a taste of the bosun's rope-end.
Stick on 'is back a mustard plaster.
Soak 'im in oil till he sprouts a flipper.
Shave his belly with a rusty razor.
Put him in the guard room till he gets sober.
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Drunken Sailor
Em                          D
Whey hey and up she rises, whey hey and up she rises
Em                        G     D      Em
Whey hey and up she rises, early in the morning
D
What shall we do with the drunken sailor, what shall we do with the drunken sailor
Em                       G      D        Em
What shall we do with the drunken sailor, early in the morning
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Drunken Sailor
A                                          G
What shall we do with the drunken sailor   What shall we do with the drunken sailor
A                        G                          A
What shall we do with the drunken sailor   early in the morning
A               G
Hooray up he rises  Hooray up he rises
A         G                  A
Way hay  up he rises  early in the morning
Take hime and shake him and try to awake him
Give him a dose of salt and water
Give him a dash with a bosoms rubbeR
Pull out the plug and wet him all oveR
Put him to the longboat till hes sobeR
Heave him by the leg in a running bowline
Give him a hair of a dog that bit him
Put him in the bed with the captain`s daughter
Put him in scupper with the horsepipe on him
Put him in the brig until he`s sober
Thats what to do with the drunken sailor

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Greensleeves »« traditional

Em       G         D      Bm
Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
   Em              B7
To cast me off discourteously.
    Em      G        D         B
For I have loved you well and long,
  Em       B7       Em
Delighting in your company.

Chorus:
G                D 
Greensleeves was all my joy
Em               B7
Greensleeves was my delight,
G                   D 
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
    Em         B7   E
And who but my lady greensleeves.

Addities:
Your vows you've broken, like my heart,
Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
Now I remain in a world apart
But my heart remains in captivity.

I have been ready at your hand,
To grant whatever you would crave,
I have both wagered life and land,
Your love and good-will for to have.

If you intend thus to disdain,
It does the more enrapture me,
And even so, I still remain
A lover in captivity.

My men were clothed all in green,
And they did ever wait on thee;
All this was gallant to be seen,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.

Thou couldst desire no earthly thing,
But still thou hadst it readily.
Thy music still to play and sing;
And yet thou wouldst not love me.

Well, I will pray to God on high,
That thou my constancy mayst see,
And that yet once before I die,
Thou wilt vouchsafe to love me.

Ah, Greensleeves, now farewell, adieu,
To God I pray to prosper thee,
For I am still thy lover true,
Come once again and love me.

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vers:
Dm C Dm A7
Dm C Dm A7 Dm

chorus:
C C7 Dm A7
C C7 Dm A7 Dm

Tekst en muziek :: Henry VIII

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FOR THESE ARE MY MOUNTAINS »« traditional

[D] For fame and for fortune I [G] wandered the [D] earth,
And [G] now I've come [D] back to the land of my [A] birth;
I brought back my [D] treasures [D7] but only to [G] find,
They're less than the [D] pleasures [A] I first left [D] behind.
For these are my mountains and [G] this is my [D] glen,
The [G] hills of my [D] childhood will know me [A] again;
No land's ever [D] claimed me [D7] though far I did [G] roam,
For these are my [D] mountains [A] and I'm going [D] home.
The stream by the road sings at [G] my going [D] by,
The [G] birds overhead [D] wing their welcoming [A] cry;
The bay where the [D] gulls fly [D7] at last I can [G] see,
It's here that my [D] heart lies, [A] it's here I'll be [D] free.
For these are my mountains and [G] this is my [D] glen,
The [G] hills of my [D] childhood will know me [A] again;
No land's ever [D] claimed me [D7] though far I did [G] roam,
For these are my [D] mountains [A] and I'm going [D] home.
Old faces will meet me and [G] welcome me [D] in,
How [G] they will [D] greet me, my old friends and [A] kin;
At night by the [D] fireside [D7] old songs will be [G] sung,
At last I'll be [D] hearing [A] my own mother [D] tongue.
For these are my mountains and [G] this is my [D] glen,
The [G] hills of my [D] childhood will know me [A] again;
No land's ever [D] claimed me [D7] though far I did [G] roam,
For these are my [D] mountains [A] and I'm going [D] home.

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When you were sweet sixteen »« traditional

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Words & Music by James Thornton, 1898 Recorded by The Mills Brothers, 1940.
 
 
1. [G]When first I saw the [Em]love light in your [C]eye [Am]
I [D]dreamt the world held naught  [D7]but joy [G]for me[D7]
And [G]even though we [Em]drifled far  [C]apart [Am]
I [D]never dream, but what I  [D7]dream of [G]thee[D7]
 
[G]I love you as I [Em]never loved [C]before [Am]
Since  [D]first I met you [D7]on the Village [G]green [D7]
Come [G]to me ere my [Em]dream of love is[C]O'er  [Am]
 
I [C]love you as I [G]loved you [Em]
When you were [G]sweet[Em]
when you were [D]swe[D7]et,[C] sixteen[G][D][G]
 
2. Last night I dreamt I held your hand in mine
And once again you were my happy bride
I kissed you as I did in Auld Lang Syne
As to the church we wandered side by side
 
I love you as I never loved before
Sincefirst I met you on the village green
Come to me or my dream of love is O'er
 
I love you as I loved you,
When you were sweet
When you were sweet sixteen
Hereby again my thanks to Mister Alistair Reid who send me the chords for this song.

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28-03-2009

SHEEP SHEARING SONG Rosebud in June »« traditional

Wordt normaal gezien gezongen zonder instrumentale begeleiding.

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27-03-2009

The wild rover »« traditional

G                            C
I've been a wild rover for many a year
G            C                D7          G
I spent all me money on whiskey and beer
G                                    C
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
G            C        D7            G
And I never will play the wild rover no more
 
chorus:
 
D7           G                         C
And it's no nay never, no nay never no more
G             C                D7        G
Will I play the wild rover, no never, no more
G                                   C
I went in to an alehouse I used to frequent
G            C       D7        G
And I told the landlady me money was spent
G                                      C
I asked her for credit, she answered me "Nay!"
G         C             D7       G
"Such custom as yours I could have any day!"
 
chorus
 
G                                    C
I took out of me pocket ten sovereigns bright
G          C           D7          G
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
G                                       C
She said: "I have whiskeys and wines on the best!
G            C             D7      G
And the words that I told you were only in jest!"
 
chorus
 
G                                     C
I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done
G           C            D7       G
And ask them to pardon their prodigal son
G                                     C
And when they've caressed me as oftimes before
G          C             D7       G
I never will play the wild rover no more.
 
chorus (x2)

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26-03-2009

Go lassie - Wild Mountain Thyme »« traditional

(G)     D      G        D
Oh, the summer time is coming,
D       G                 D
And the trees are blooming,
D       G    D        Bm
And the wild mountain thyme
Em                 G
Grows around the blooming heather.
 
G       D   G       D
Will you go, lassie, will you go?
D         G        D
And we'll all go together
D        G    D        Bm
To pluck wild mountain thyme
Em                 G
All around the blooming heather,
G       D   G       D
Will you go, lassie, go?
 
(G)     D      G        D
I will build my love a bower
D        G            D
Near yon pure crystal fountain,
D   G     D      Bm
and on it I will pile
Em             G
all the flowers of the mountain
 
(G)   D         G        D
If my true love, she were gone
D       G             D
I would surely find another
D         G    D        Bm
were the wild mountain thyme
Em                 G
Grows around the blooming heather
 
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Oh[G] the summer[Am] time is com[G]ing,
and the[C] tree's are sweetly[G] blooming,
And the[C] wild mountain[Em] thyme,
grows[C] around the[Am] blooming[C] heather,
 
Will you[G] go[C] lassie[G] go,
and we'll[C] all go to[G]gether,
To pluck[C] wild mountain[Em] thyme,
all a[C]round the [Am]blooming[C] heather,
Will you[G] go[C] lassie[G] go.
 
I will build my love a tower,
by yon crystal fountain,
And on it I will pile,
all the wild flowers of the mountain,
 
If my true love she were gone,
I would surely find another,
Where wild mountain thyme,
grows around the blooming heather,
 
OF
 
Oh, the summer time is coming,
And the trees are blooming,
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather.
 
Will you go, lassie, will you go?
And we'll all go together
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather,
Will you go, lassie, go?
 
I will build my love a bower
By yon clear and crystal fountain,
And all around the bower,
I'll pile flowers from the mountain.
 
If my true love, she won't have me,
I will surely find another
To pull wild mountain thyme
All around the blooming heather.
 
Oh, the summertime is coming
And thre trees are blooming
And the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the blooming heather.
 
KEY C
vers
G-F-C C C
F F F F
C F G C
F F C F
chorus
F C F C
C F F C
C F G C
F F F C
F C F C

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25-03-2009

Loch Lomond :: Bonnie Bonnie Banks, of Loch Lomond »« traditional

Loch Lomond :: Bonnie Bonnie Banks of »« traditional

By [C]yon bonnie [Am]banks and by [Dm]yon bonnie [G]braes,
Where the [C]sun shines [Am]bright on Loch [F]Lo[G]mond,
Where [F]me and my [C]true love were [Dm]ever wunt to [F]gae,
[G7]On the [C]bonnie, bonnie [F]banks [Em]o' Loch [Dm]Lo[G7][C]mond.
 
Oh, [C]ye'll take the [Am]high road and [Dm]I'll take the [G]low road,
And [C]I'll be in [Am]Scotland a[F]fore [G]ye,
But [F]me and my [C]true love will [Dm]never meet a[F]gain
[G7]On the [C]bonnie, bonnie [F]banks [Em]o' Loch [Dm]Lo[G7][C]mond.
 
'Twas [C]there that we [Am]parted in [Dm]yon shady [G]glen,
On the [C]steep, steep [Am]side o'Ben [F]Lo[G]mon',
Where [F]in purple [C]hue the [Dm]Hieland hills we [F]view,
[G7]An' the [C]moon coming [F]out [Em]in the [Dm]gloa[G7][C]min'.
 
The [C]wee birdies [Am]sing and the [Dm]wild flowers [G]spring,
And in [C]sunshine the [Am]waters are [F]slee[G]pin',
But [F]my broken [C]heart it [Dm]kens nae second [F]spring,
[G7]Tho' the [C]waefu' may [F]cease [Em]frae their [Dm]gree[G7][C]tin'.
 
1. By yon bonnie banks, and by yon bonnie braes,
Where the sun shines bright, on Loch Lomond
Where me and my true love, were ever wont to gae,
On the bonnie bonnie banks, of Loch Lomond
 
Oh ye'll tak' the high road An I'll tak' the low road
And I'll be in scotland afore ye
For me and my true love will never meet
Again on the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond
 
2. We'll meet where we parted, in yon shady glen
On the steep steep side, of Ben Lomond
Where in purple hue, the hie-lands hills we view
And the moon looks out, frae the gloamin
 
3. Still fair is the scene, but ah! how changed
Are the hopes that we fondly cherished
Like a wa-t'ry gleam, like a morning dream
On Cul-lo-dens field, they ha'e per-rished
 
4. The wild flowers spring, and the wee birds sing
And in sun-shine the waters, are sleepin
But the broken heart, a kens nae second spring
And re-sign'd we may be, tho' we're greetin

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24-03-2009

The house of the rising sun »« traditional

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Am   C       D       F
There is a house in New Orleans,
Am    C          E
they call the Rising Sun.
Am      C          D              F
It has been the ruin of many a poor boy
Am      E      Am    E
and God, I know I'm one.
 v
Am     C       D    F
My mother was a tailor,
Am       C        E
she sewed my new blue jeans.
Am     C      D         F
My father was a gambling man,
Am     E    Am          C  D  F  Am  E  Am  E
down in New Orleans .
 
Am     C           D          F
Now the only thing a gambler needs,
Am        C         E
is a suitcase and a drunk.
Am         C      D        F
And the only time he'll be satisfied,
Am        E     Am     C  D  F  Am  E  Am  E
is when he's all drunk.
 
Am        C       D    F
Oh mother, tell your children, .
Am         C          E
not to do what I have done.
Am      C            D    F
Spend your life in sin and misery,
Am           E         Am     C D F Am E Am E
in the house of the Rising Sun.
 
Am          C             D     F
Well, I've got one foot on the platform,
Am         C           E
the other foot on the train.
Am       C       D       F
I'm going back to New Orleans,
Am         E         Am       C D F Am E Am E . E7
to wear that ball and chain.
 
Volgens Alan Lomax [Boek : Our singing country(1941)] zou de melody van "The rising sun" een Engelse ballade zijn waarvan de tekst zou geschreven zijn door Georgia Turner en Bert Martin.
De eerste opname door Blueszanger Texas Alexander dateert van rond 1920.
 
De originele tekst :
 
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl,
and me, O God, for one.
 
If I had listened what Mamma said,
I'd 'a' been at home today.
Being so young and foolish, poor boy,
let a rambler lead me astray.
 
Go tell my baby sister
never do like I have done
to shun that house in New Orleans
they call the Rising Sun.
 
My mother she's a tailor;
she sold those new blue jeans.
My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, Lord, Lord,
drinks down in New Orleans.
 
The only thing a drunkard needs
is a suitcase and a trunk.
The only time he's satisfied
is when he's on a drunk.
 
Fills his glasses to the brim,
passes them around
only pleasure he gets out of life
is hoboin' from town to town.
 
One foot is on the platform
and the other one on the train.
I'm going back to New Orleans
to wear that ball and chain.
 
Going back to New Orleans,
my race is almost run.
Going back to spend the rest of my days
beneath that Rising Sun.

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24-03-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

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23-03-2009

There's a hole in my bucket »« traditional

There's a hole in my bucket dear liza dear liza
There's a hole in my bucket dear liza a hole.

Then mend it dear henry dear henry
Then mend it dear henry mend it.

With what shall i mend it dear liza dear liza
With a straw dear henry dear henry

The straw is too long dear liza dear liza
Then cut it dear henry dear henry

With what shall i cut it dear liza dear liza
With a knife dear henry dear henry

The knife is too blunt dear liza dear liza
Then sharpen it dear henry dear henry

With what shall i sharpen it dear liza dear liza
With a stone dear henry dear henry

The stone is too dry dear liza dear liza
Then wet it dear henry dear henry

With what shall i wet it dear liza dear liza
With some water dear henry dear henry

With what shall i fetch it dear liza dear liza
With a bucket dear henry dear henry

BUT THERE'S A HOLE IN MY BUCKET ....

Hole in my bucket :: engelse versie 2
There's a hole in my bucket

Liza:
Henry! Fetch me some water!

Henry :
There's a hole in the bucket
Dear Liza, dear Liza
There's a hole in the bucket
Dear Liza, a hole.

Liza :
Well, fix it dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry,
Well, fix it dear Henry,
Dear Henry, fix it

Henry :
With what shall I fix it
Dear Liza, dear Liza
With what shall I fix it
Dear Liza, with what

Liza :
With a straw dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry,
With a straw dear Henry,
Dear Henry, with straw

Henry :
The straw is too long
Dear Liza, dear Liza
The straw is too long
Dear Liza, too long

Liza :
Well, cut it dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry,
Well, cut it dear Henry,
Dear Henry, cut it

Henry :
With what shall I cut it
Dear Liza, dear Liza
With what shall I cut it
Dear Liza, with what

Liza :
With an axe dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry,
With an axe dear Henry,
Dear Henry, an axe

Henry :
The axe is too dull
Dear Liza, dear Liza
The axe is too dull
Dear Liza, too dull

Liza :
Well, sharpen it dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry,
Well, sharpen it dear Henry,
Dear Henry, sharpen it

Henry :
With what shall I sharpen it
Dear Liza, dear Liza
With what shall I sharpen it
Dear Liza, with what

Liza :
With a stone dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry,
With a stone dear Henry,
Dear Henry, a stone

Henry :
The stone is too dry
Dear Liza, dear Liza
The stone is too dry
Dear Liza, too dry

Liza :
Well, wet it dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry,
Well, wet it dear Henry,
Dear Henry, wet it

Henry :
With what shall I wet it
Dear Liza, dear Liza
With what shall I wet it
Dear Liza, with what

Liza :
With water dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry,
With water dear Henry,
Dear Henry, with water

Henry :
In what shall I fetch it
Dear Liza, dear Liza
In what shall I fetch it
Dear Liza, in what

Liza :
In a bucket dear Henry,
Dear Henry, dear Henry,
In a bucket dear Henry,
Dear Henry, in a bucket

Henry:
There's a hole in the bucket,
Dear Liza, dear Liza
There's a hole in the bucket,
Dear Liza, a hole

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23-03-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

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22-03-2009

Skye Boat Song »« traditional

G7   C         Am        G            C                 F          C
Speed bon-nie boat, like a bird on the wing. On - ward the sail - ors cry!_
C            Am            G            C                     F           C
Car-ry  the  lad that is  born to be king.  O  - ver  the sea    to  Skye!
Am                            Dm                     Am
1  Loud the winds howl, Loud the waves roar, thun - der claps rend the air,_
2  Though the waves leap, soft shall ye sleep, Ocean's  a     royal    bed;
3  Many's the lad    fought on that day,   Well the claymore could     wield
4  Burned are our homes, exile and death   Scat - ter the loyal        men;
Am                       Dm                   Am             G7
1  Baf - fled our foes stand on the shore,  Fol - low  they  will not dare,_
2  Rocked in the deep, Flora will keep      Watch by   your  wea - ry head.
3  When the night came, silently lay Dead   on    Cull  o    den's    field
4  Yet, e'er the sword cool in the sheath,  Char - lie  will  come a - gain

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22-03-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

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21-03-2009

Carrickfergus »« traditional

[C]I wish I [D]was [D7]in Carrick[G]fergus,
[Em]Only for [Am]nights [D7]in Bally[G]grant
[C]I would swim [D]over the [D7]deepest [G]ocean,
[Em]Only for [Am]nights [D7]in Bally[G] grant
But the sea is wide and I [B7]cannot cross [D]over
[Em]And neither have I the [Am]wings to [D7]fly
[C]I wish I could  [D]meet [C]a handsome [G]boatman
To ferry me [Am]over, [D7]my love to [G]find [C][G]
[C]But in Kil[D]kenny, [D7]it is [G]reported,
[Em]On marble [Am]stones there [D7]as black as [G]ink
[C]With gold [D]and silver [D7]I would  [G]support her,
[Em]But I'll sing [Am]no more [D7]'till I get a [G]drink.
For I'm drunk today, and I'm [B7]seldom [D]sober,
[Em]A handsome rover [Am]from town to [D7]town,
[C]Ah, but I'm [D]sick now, [C]my days are [G]numbered,
Come all you [Am]young men [D7]and lay me [G]down. [C][G]
of :
[F]I wish I [G]was [G7]in Carrick[C]fergus,
[Am]Only for [Dm]nights [G7]in Bally[C]grant
[F]I would swim [G]over the [G7]deepest [C]ocean,
[Am]Only for [Dm]nights [G7]in Bally[C]grant
But the sea is wide and I [E7]cannot cross [G]over
[Am]And neither have I the [Dm]wings to [G7]fly
[F]I wish I [G]could meet [F]a handsome [C]boatman
To ferry me [Dm]over, [G7]my love to [C]find [F][C]
[F]My childhood [G]days [G7]bring back [C]sad reflections
[Am]Of happy [Dm]times [G7]I spent so long [C]ago,
[F]My boyhood [G]friends and [G7]my own  [C]relations
[Am]Have all [Dm]passed on now [G7]like melting [C]snow.
But I'll spend my days in [E7]endless roa[G]ming,
[Am]Soft is the grass, my [Dm]bed is [G7]free.
[F]Ah, to be [G]back now[F] in Carrick[C]fergus,
On that long [Dm]road [G7]down to the [C]sea. [F][C]
[F]But in Kil[G]kenny, [G7]it is [C]reported,
[Am]On marble [Dm]stones there as black as [C]ink
[F]With gold [G]and silver [G7]I would  [C]support her,
[Am]But I'll sing [Dm]no more [G7]'till I get a [C]drink.
For I'm drunk today, and I'm [E7]seldom [G]sober,
[Am]A handsome rover [Dm]from town to [G7]town,
[F]Ah, but I'm [G]sick now, [F]my days are [C]numbered,
Come all you [Dm]young men [G7]and lay me [C]down. [F][C]
A           E         A       F#m
I wish I was    in Carrickfergus
Bbm      E          A
Only for nights in Ballygrant
D     E               A       F#m
I would swim over the deepest ocean
Bbm     E           A
Only for nights in Ballygrant
F#m                   E
But the sea is wide and I can not cross over
A     D        E
and neader ha-have I the wings to fly
D        E                    A   F#m
i wish i could meet  a handsome boatsman
Bbm   E                  A
To ferry me over to my love to find  2x
A        D   E            A       F#m
but in Kilkenny, it is reported
Bbm      E          A
On marble stone there as black a-a-as ink
D     E               A       F#m
With gold and silver I would support her
Bbm     E           A
But I'll sing no more now,'til I get a drink.
F#m                   E
for I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober
A     D        E
A handsome rover from town to town
D        E                    A   F#m
Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered
Bbm   E                  A
come all ye young man and lay me down
of
Carrickfergus
G        Am  D
G    Em
I wish I was in Carrickfergus,
Am    D    C    G
Only for nights in Ballygrant
Am   D            G   Em
I would swim over the deepest ocean,
Am   D    C    G
Only for nights in Ballygrant, *
G                    D
But the sea is wide and I cannot cross over
Em  C         D
And neither have I the wings to fly
Am   D           G
I wish I could meet a handsome boatsman
Em           Am   D    C       G
To ferry me over, my love to find **
My childhood days bring back sad reflections
Of happy times I spent so long ago,
My boyhood friends and my own relations
Have all passed on now like melting snow.
But I'll spend my days in endless roaming,
Soft is the grass, my bed is free.
Ah, to be back now in Carrickfergus,
On that long road down to the sea.
But in Kilkenny, it is reported,
On marble stones there as black as ink
With gold and silver I would support her,
But I'll sing no more 'till I get a drink.
For I'm drunk today, and I'm seldom sober,
A handsome rover from town to town,
Ah, but I'm sick now, my days are numbered,
Come all you young men and lay me down.

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21-03-2009 om 00:00 geschreven door de makers

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20-03-2009

Mull of Kintyre »« traditional

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19-03-2009

Rosin the Beau »« traditional

[C]I've traveled [C/G]all over this [C]world,[C/G]
[C]And now to [C/G]another I [Am]go.[Am/E]
[C]And I know that good [C/G]quarters are [C]waiting
[F]To [C]welcome old [G]Rosin the [C]Beau
[C]To welcome old Rosin the [F]Beau
[C]To welcome old Rosin the [Am]Beau[Am/E]
[C]And I know that [C/G]good quarters are [C]waiting
[F]To [C]welcome old [G]Rosin the [C]Beau
[C]When I'm dead [C/G]and laid out on the [C]counter[C/G]
[C]A voice you will [C/G]hear from [Am]below,[Am/E]
[C]Saying "Send down [C/G]a hogshead of [C]whisky
[F]To [C]drink with old [G]Rosin the [G]Beau"
[C]To drink with old Rosin the [F]Beau
[C]To drink with old Rosin the [Am]Beau
[C]Saying "Send down a [C/G]hogshead of [C]whisky
[F]To [C]drink with old [G]Rosin the [G]Beau"
[D]Then get a half [D/A]dozen stout [D]fellows[D/A]
[D]And stack them [D/A]all up in a [Bm]row([F#])
[D]Let them drink out [D/A]of half gallon [D]bottles
[G]To [D]the memory of [A]Rosin the [D]Beau[D/A]
[D]To the memory of Rosin the [G]Beau
[D]To the memory of Rosin the [Bm]Beau([F#])
[D]Let them drink out [D/A]of half gallon [D]bottles
[G]To [D]the memory of [A]Rosin the [D]Beau
[D]Then get a half [D/A]dozen stout [D]fellows[D/A]
[D]And let them all [D/A]stagger and [Bm]go([F#])
[D]And dig a great [D/A]hole in the [D]meadow
[G]And [D]in it put [A]Rosin the [D]Beau
[D]And in it put Rosin the [G]Beau
[D]And in it put Rosin the [Bm]Beau([F#])
[D]And dig a great [D/A]hole in the [D]meadow
[G]And [D]in it put [A]Rosin the [D]Beau.
[D]Then get ye a [D/A]couple of [D]bottles.[D/A]
[D]Put one at me [D/A]head and me [Bm]toe.([F#])
[D]With a diamond [D/A]ring scratch [D]upon 'em
[G]The [D]name of old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau.
[D]The name of old Rosin the [G]Beau.
[D]The name of old Rosin the [Bm]Beau.([F#])
[D]With a diamond [D/A]ring scratch [D]upon 'em
[G]The [D]name of old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau.[D/A]of [G][D][A][D]
[D]I feel that old [D/A]tyrant [D]approaching,[D/A]
[D]That cruel [D/A]remorseless old [Bm]foe,
[D]And I lift up me [D/A]glass in his [D]honour.
[G]Take a [D]drink with old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau.
[D]Take a drink with old Rosin the [G]Beau.
[D]Take a drink with old Rosin the [Bm]Beau.([F#])
[D]And I lift up me [D/A]glass in his D[honour.
[G]Take a [D]drink with old [A]Rosin the [D]Beau.[D/A]of [G][D][A][D]
Andere akkoordcombinatie
verse:
C C C C
C Am Dm G7
C C C C
F C G C
chorus:
C C F F
C Am Dm G7
C C C C
F C G7 C

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