Friday, July 31, 2009

Sorry for not posting

I'm sorry! Thanks for all your comments! I'm not gone, just a little busy. We've had a houseguest and it's a small apartment. Excuses, excuses, I know. See you tomorrow, no fail.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Keep on the Sunny Side

By A.P. Carter and Gary Garett
Rise Up Singing chapter: Good Times, p.87
Verses: D G D - / - - A - / - - D - / A - D -
Chorus: D - G - / D - A - / D - G - / D A D -

Possible chorus adjustment: D - G GD / D - A - / D - G D / D A D -

There's a dark and a troubled side of life
There's a bright, there's a sunny side, too
Though we meet with the darkness and strife
The sunny side we may also view

Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side
Keep on the sunny side of life
It will help us every day, it will brighten all the way
If we'll keep on the sunny side of life

The storm and its fury broke today
Crushing hopes that we cherish so dear
Clouds and storms will, in time, pass away
The sun will again shine bright and clear

Let us greet with the song of hope each day
Though the moment be cloudy or fair
Let us trust in our Saviour alway
Who keepeth everyone in his care

Monday, July 27, 2009

Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young Charms

(Song begins at 1:01)
"'Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms', [was written by Moore] to [his wife] Elizabeth after she contracted a skin disease and began to fear that he would no longer love her."
Source link

Words by Thomas Moore (not Thomas More!) 1808; melody, traditional
Rise Up Singing chapter: Golden Oldies, p.77
C C7 F - / C G7 C - ://
C C7 F - / C G E G7 / C C7 F Dm / C G C -

Believe me, if all those endearing young charms
Which I gaze on so fondly today
Were to change by tomorrow, and fleet in my arms
Like fairy gifts fading away
Thou wouldst still be adored, as this moment thou art
Let thy loveliness fade as it will
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart
Would entwine itself verdantly still

It is not while beauty and youth are thine own
And thy cheeks unprofaned by a tear
That the fervor and faith of a soul can be known
To which time will but make thee more dear
No, the heart that has truly loved never forgets
But as truly loves on to the close
As the sunflower turns on her god, when he sets
The same look which she turned when he rose

"It is said Moore wrote the lyrics for the wife of the Duke of Wellington when she suffered facial scars from smallpox, though there is some doubt that this is true, as they were married in 1806, and their relationship was known not to be an affectionate one. Another theory is that Moore wrote it for his own wife."
Source link

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Union Maid

Song begins at 2:29 (after I give up on on the new guitar and switch back to the little one.)
Chord review at 4:37
A little a capella rendition of the original song "Redwing" at 0:40

"And the moon shines tonight on pretty Redwing..."

The rendition by Arlo Guthrie and Sarah Lee Guthrie:

"Ladies' auxiliary" is the term I'm searching for at 1:24 see the above video link.

Here are the verse chords:
D - G D / A D E A / D - G D / A D A D
And the chorus:
G - D - / A - D - ://

There once was a union maid who never was afraid
Of goons and ginks and company finks and the deputy sheriffs that made the raids
She went to the union hall when a meeting it was called
And when the company boys came 'round she always stood her ground

Oh you can't scare me, I'm sticking to the union
I'm sticking to the union, I'm sticking to the union
Oh you can't scare me, I'm sticking to the union
I'm sticking to the union until the day I die

Saturday, July 25, 2009

When the Saints Go Marching In

Song begins at 2:08
A traditional black American spiritual
New bits written by The Weavers
Rise Up Singing chapter: Spirituals, p.213

Intro (The Weavers):
D G / D A / D G / DA D
We are travelling in the footsteps
Of those who've gone before
But we'll all be reunited
On a new and sunlit shore
(or: But if we stand and fight united, then a new world is in store)

D - / - A7 / D G / DA D
Oh, when the saints, go marching in
Oh, when the saints, go marching in
Oh, Lord I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in

Some traditional verses:
And when the sun, refuse to shine...
And when the moon turns red with blood
On that hallelujah day...
Oh when the trumpet sounds the call...

Bridge (The Weavers) - same chords as intro:
D G / D A / D G / DA D
Some say this world of trouble
Is the only one we need
But I'm waiting for that morning
When the new world is revealed

Non-traditional verses (some by The Weavers):
When the new world is revealed...
When the revolution comes...
When the revelation comes...
When the rich go out and work...
When the air is pure and clean...
When we all have food to eat...
When our leaders learn to cry...

Friday, July 24, 2009

Casey Jones (Union Version)

By Joe Hill
Rise Up Singing chapter: Work, p.254
Chords: A - / - B7E / A - / - EA ://

The workers on the S.P. line to strike sent out a call
But Casey Jones, the engineer, he wouldn't strike at all
His boiler it was leaking and its drivers on the bum
And his engine and his bearings they were all out of plumb

Casey Jones - kept his junkpile running
Casey Jones - was working double time
Casey Jones - got a wooden medal
For being good and faithful on the S.P. line

Industrial Workers of the World (Joe Hill was actively involved with them):

Thursday, July 23, 2009

The Motorcycle Song

By Arlo Guthrie
Rise Up Singing chapter: Traveling, p.234
Chorus chords:
G - - - - CG G - / G - - - - CG G - /
CG Cmaj7G G - - C G -
I don't want a pickle; just want to ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want to tickle; I'd rather ride on my motorsickle
And I don't want to die; I just want to ride on my motorcy-cle

Verse chords: G - - - - - - - / G - - - - - - -
Late last night, the other day I thought I'd go up and see Ray
So I went up and saw Ray; there was only one thing Ray could say (was):

Late last week I was on my bike, ran into a friend named Mike
I ran into a friend named Mike, Mike no longer has a bike, he cries:

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

La Bamba

Traditional Mexican, according to Rise Up Singing. I was surprised to learn that.
Rise Up Singing chapter: Creativity, p.22
(NO idea why it's in the Creativity chapter, by the way.)

Chords: G C D - :// 9x

Para bailar la bamba
Para bailar la bamba
Se necesita una poca de gracia
Una poca de gracia y otra cosita
Y arriba, y arriba, y arriba iré
Por ti seré, por ti seré
Bamba, bamba (3x)

Yo no soy marinero
Soy capitan, soy capitan, soy capitan
Bamba, bamba...

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Fire and Rain (James Taylor)

By James Taylor
Rise Up Singing chapter: Friendship, p.65
Verses: C Dm F C / - Dm F - ://
Chorus: F G C - / F G C - / F G C - / F - C -

Just yesterday morning, they let me know you were gone
Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you
I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song
I just can't remember who to send it to
(I always thought it went, "I woke up this morning...")

I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought I'd see you again

Won't you look down upon me, Jesus...

Now I'm walking my mind to an easy time...

Monday, July 20, 2009

Red Is the Rose

Adapted and arranged by Tommy Makem from a traditional Scottish tune, Irish song
The tune is the same as "Loch Lomond"
Rise Up Singing chapter: Love
C Am F G / C Am F G / F C Dm G / C Am G C
C Am F G / C Am F G / F C Dm FG / C Am G C

Come over the hills my bonny Irish lass
Come over the hills to your darling
You choose the road, love and I'll make a vow
That I'll be your true love forever

Red is the rose that in yonder garden grows
Fair is the lily of the valley
Clear is the water that flows from the Boyne*
But my love is fairer than any

It's down in Killarney's* green woods that we strayed...

*The Boyne:

"Killarney has the largest yew wood in Europe (some 32 hectares/80 acres) as well as the most extensive native oak woodland in Ireland (c.600 hectares/1,500 acres).
As well there are extensive swamp woodlands -alder and sally."

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Loch Lomond

A traditional Scottish song from the late 1800's
Rise Up Singing chapter: Outdoors, p.153
Chords (chorus and verses same): C Am F G / C Am F G / F Am Dm FG / C Am DmG C

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 be
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond

Oh, you take the high road and I'l take the low road
And I'll be in Scotland before you
But me and my true love will never meet again
On the bonnie, bonnie banks of Loch Lomond

I mind where we parted in yon shady glen
On the steep, steep side of Ben Lomond ("ben" = mountain)
Where, in deep purple hues, the Highland hills we viewed
And the moon coming out in the gloaming

The wee birdies sing and the wildflowers spring
And in sunshine the waters are sleeping
But the broken heart will ken no second spring again ("ken" = know)
And the world does not know how we're greeting

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Two Good Arms

(Song begins at 2:05 )
Ferdinando Nicola Sacco's and Bartolomeo Vanzetti's killing by the government was definitely a disgrace, and since it seems too late now for anyone to prove the truth of their case, I think it's only decent to assume that they were both innocent.

To see what a muddle it can be trying to figure out the real story, see Wikipedia's entry on them.

Words and music by Charlie King
Rise Up Singing chapter: Struggle, p. 219
C - Dm - / G - F C ://
C - Dm - / G - F C / F - C ↓ Dm - / C ↓ Dm - / G - C -

Or in G, as I play it here:
G - Am - / D - C G ://
G - Am - / D - C G / C - G ↓ Am - / G ↓ Am - / D - G -

I missed a verse. Sorry.

Who will remember, the hands so white and fine
That touched the finest linen, that poured the finest wine?
Who will remember, the genteel words they spoke
To name the lives of two good men, a nuisance or a joke?
G - Am - / D - C G ://

All who know these two good arms
Know I never had to rob or kill
I can live by my own two hands and live well
And all my life I have struggled
To rid the earth of all such crimes
G - Am - / D - C G / C - G ↓ Am - / G ↓ Am - / D - G -

Who will remember Judge Webster Thayer
One hand on the gavel, the other resting on his chair?
Who will remember the hateful words he said
Speaking to the living in the language of the dead?

Who will remember the hand upon the switch
That took the lives of two good men in the service of the rich?
Who will remember the one that gave the nod, or the
Chaplain standing near at hand to invoke the name of God?

We will remember this good shoemaker,
We will remember this poor fish peddler,
We will remember all the strong arms and hands
That never once found justice in the hands that rule this land.

Last chorus:
And all who knew these two good men
Knew they never had to rob or kill
Each had lived by his own two hands and they lived well.
And all their lives they had struggled
To rid the earth of all such crimes
And all our lives we must struggle
To rid the earth of all such crimes

Friday, July 17, 2009

RUS Bonus: Bring 'Em Home

A Rise Up Singing bonus, meaning that this song isn't in the Rise Up Singing songbook, but I'm singing it anyway. Here are the chords and lyrics. Enjoy.

Words and music by Pete Seeger
(From Broadside #71, June 1966: "A woman told me, 'I'm praying every night, please bring my son home safe.' I told her, 'Haven't you learned the lesson of the song WE SHALL OVERCOME? There's no solution for you or your son or me and my son unless it's a solution for all of us. It's got to be 'WE' or there's no solving the problem.' Now I don't claim this song is as good as it should be. But I was hoping for a song which would be good for a group of people to sing over and over again, and a frame in which new verses could be improvised, and the melody and harmony developed as the singers got with it.")

Chords: C - / Am - / F C / G C
If you love your Uncle Sam / Bring 'em home, bring 'em home
Support our boys in Vietnam / Bring 'em home, bring 'em home

If you love the U.S.A. / Bring...
Bring our troops back home today / Bring...

If you love this land of the free / ...
Bring them back from overseas / ...

If you love the true north strong and free
Support our men and women overseas

It'll make our generals sad I know
They want to tangle with the foe

We'll give no more brave young lives
For the gleam in someone's eyes

The world's got hunger and ignorance
You can't feed that with bombs and guns

I may be right I may be wrong
But I got a right to sing this

Now there's one thing I must confess
I'm not really a pacifist

If an army invaded this land of mine
You'd find me out on the firing line

Even if they brought their planes to bomb
Helicopters and napalm

Show these generals their fallacy
They don't have the right weaponry

The world needs housing, food and schools
And learning a few universal rules

So if you love our Uncle Sam
Support our boys in Vietnam

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Balm in Gilead

A traditional black American spiritual
Rise Up Singing chapter: Spirituals, p.208

Chorus: D - - A / D - BmA D
There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole
There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sin-sick soul

Verses: D EmA D A / D EmA F#m G
Sometimes I feel discouraged and I think my work's in vain
But then the Holy Spirit revives my soul again

If you can preach like Peter, if you can pray like Paul
Go home and tell your neighbor, "He died to save us all"

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Children Go Where I Send Thee

In "Negro Religious Songs", American Library of Congress
Rise Up Singing chapter: Spirituals, p.208
D - / - - //: D - ://* D G / DA D
(*stay on that D for as long as necessary while you're counting down the numbers)

Children, go where I send thee / How shall I send thee?
I'm gonna send thee 1 by 1 / One for the little bitty baby
Was born, born / Born in Bethlehem

2 for Paul and Silas
3 for the Hebrew children
4 for the four who stood at the door
6 for the six that never got fixed
7 for the seven that never got to heaven
8 for the eight who stood at the gate
9 for the nine who looked so fine
10 for the Ten Commandments
11 for the eleven who went up to heaven
12 for the twelve apostles

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Singing For Our Lives

By Holly Near, whose version of the song can be downloaded for free from her website

Rise Up Singing chapter: Struggle, p.218
D - G D / A - D A / D - G D / A - G D
You have the option (one of an infinite number, I suppose) of staying on G (skipping the D) at the very end of the chord pattern, while you sing or say over it the upcoming line, to prompt those singing along. That's what I do. You'll see in the video.

1. We are a gentle, angry people
And we are singing, singing for our lives (repeat everything once)

2. A justice-seeking people
3. An anti nuclear people
4. An anti racist people
5. An anti-sexist people
6. Young and old together
7. Gay and straight together (Gay and lesbian people)
8. A land of many colours (colors)
9. We stand for women of all nations
10. We are all in this together

I wouldn't recommend singing absolutely all these verses. I haven't heard Holly Near herself sing all of them in one performance, either. If you sing all 3 "anti-something" options, it might get overly repetitive. Then again, as you like...

Monday, July 13, 2009

The Lucretia Mott Song

Words by Margaret Hope Bacon; melody, traditional (Battle Hymn of the Republic)
Rise Up Singing chapter: Women, p.248

Lucretia Mott short biography:
Longer biography:

G - - - / C - G - / - - - Em / C D G -
For some reason Rise Up Singing incudes a B7 in the chord patterns to the other songs of the same melody in the book, and omits it here. I think it's important. Here it is in its rightful place:
G - - - / C - G - / - - B7 Em / C D G -

On the island of Nantucket she was born beside the sea
All her long life she fought bravely to make slaves and women free
And she told us that where God dwells there must be true liberty
And her light still shines for me

Thank thee kindly, Friend Lucretia (3x)
For thy light still shines for me

In the town of Philadelphia she hid the fleeing slaves
For the freedom of her sisters she dared cross the ocean waves
And she asked Ulysses Grant to grant a pardon for the braves...

"Let's bring an end to poverty" the gentle Quaker pled
"Let's give the workers all a chance to earn their daily bread
Let the nations live in peace again just as our Lord has said"...

Throughout the busy cities and across the countryside
She preached one simple message, "Oh, let Truth be e'er thy guide
Mind the light within thee and let love with thee abide"...

Sunday, July 12, 2009

It Isn't Nice

A song, for protests of all kinds, by Malvina Reynolds
(Hungry Heart by Bruce Springsteen thrown in there at 2:45)

Rise Up Singing chapter: Freedom, p.61
These are the R.U.S. chords I use:
G - / D - :// G Em / Am D / GC GD / G -
Alternate chords provided by Rise Up Singing for which I don't know the melody:
C Am / F G :// 3x F G* / C Am F G
(*repeat 2x on last verse)

It isn't nice to block the doorway
It isn't nice to go to jail
There are nicer ways to do it
But the nice ways always fail
It isn't nice, it isn't nice
You told us once, you told us twice
But if that is freedom's price
We don't mind (no no no!)

It isn't nice to carry banners
Or to sit out on the floor
Or to shout our cry of freedom
At the hotel or the store
It isn't nice, it isn't nice
You told us once, you told us twice
But if that is freedom's price...

We have tried negotiations
And three-person picket lines
Mr. Charlie didn't see us
And he might as well be blind
Now our new ways aren't nice
When we deal with men of ice
But if...

How about those years of lynchings
And the shot in Evers' back
Did you say it wasn't proper?
Did you stand out on the track?
You were quiet just like mice
Now you say that we aren't nice / But...

It isn't nice to block the doorway
It isn't nice to go to jail
There are nicer ways to do it
But the nice ways always fail
It isn't nice, it isn't nice
You told us once, you told us twice
But thanks for your advice
'Cause if that is freedom's price
We don't mind

Saturday, July 11, 2009

The Wheels on the Bus

Rise Up Singing chapter: Play, p.178
D - / A D ://
Easy chords, no? You could definitely make the A an A7 if you felt like it. Try it out and see if you like the sound.

The wheels on the bus go 'round and 'round
'Round and 'round, 'round and 'round
The wheels on the bus go 'round and 'round
All around the town (All the way to town)

The wipers on the bus go swish, swish, swish...
The driver on the bus goes, "Move on back!"...
The people on the bus go up and down
The horn on the bus goes beep, beep, beep
The babies on the bus go "Waa, waa, waa!"
The parents on the bus go "Shh, shh, shh"...

Friday, July 10, 2009

Sarah's Circle

Words: unknown; melody: Jacob's Ladder (Traditional)
Rise Up Singing chapter: Women, p.249
C - - - / G - F C / - C7 F C / - G C -

Chorus: Sisters, one and all
Alt. chorus: Sisters, brothers, all

1. We are weaving Sarah's circle (3x)
2. We are dancing Sarah's circle (3x)
3. We will all do our own naming
4. Every round a generation
5. Her we seek and find our history [future]
6. On and on the circle's moving
7. We are open, we are shining

Thursday, July 9, 2009

No Hole In My Head

By Malvina Reynolds
Rise Up Singing chapter: Women, p.249
A - / - - / D7 - / A - / E7 - / A (E7)
The E7 in brackets means it's optional. You can just stay on A if you like.

Here's another cover of this song I really like.
It's soulful, I think. He really gets into it.

Lyrics pasted from
Everybody thinks my head's full of nothin,
Wants to put his special stuff in,
Fill the space with candy wrappers,
Keep out sex and revolution,
But there's no hole in my head.
Too bad.

They call me a dupe of this and the other,
Call me a puppet on a string, they,
They don't know my head's full of me
And that I have my own special thing,
And there's no hole in my head.
Too bad.

I have lived since early childhood
Figuring out what's going on, I,
I know what hurts, I know what's easy,
When to stand and when to run,
And there's no hole in my head.
Too bad.

So please stop shouting in my ear, there's
Something I want to listen to, there's
A kind of birdsong up somewhere, there's
Feet walking the way I mean to go,
And there's no hole in my head.
Too bad.

Everybody thinks my head's full of nothin,
Wants to put his special stuff in,
Fill the space with candy wrappers,
Keep out sex and revolution,
But there's no hole in my head.
Too bad.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Auprès de ma Blonde

RUS Bonus: Never Stand Alone

Never Stand Alone (A.K.A. Never Have to Stand Alone)
Not in The Rise Up Singing songbook (though it would do well in there)
This is my version of the original which is by Heather Lev
Heather's version on YouTube

Chords: C F - G / C - G - / C F - G / C G C -
For there are battles to be won, songs to be sung
And a hundred thousand seeds to be sown
And you never have to stand, never have to stand
And you never have to stand alone

You can cry with grief, sigh for relief
Nobody may hear your moan
You can complain, or dance out in the rain
But you never have to stand alone

Oh, the powers that be never set you free
And it seems that they have a heart of stone
But a rock can be moved, laws disproved
And you never have to stand alone

So give me your hand, share with me your plans
'Til the seed that weve planted is full grown
It will flower, it will spring
It can change anything
And you never have to stand alone

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Monday, July 6, 2009

There's a Hole in the Bucket

This video file is a little larger than usual for me. If it takes noticeably longer to load, please tell me. I really don't like videos that take too long to load.

There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza
There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, a hole

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Little Brown Jug

Traditional American drinking song (U.S.A.)
Rise Up Singing chapter: Good Times, p.88
G C / D7 G :// 3x

My wife and I live all alone
In a little brown hut we call our own
She loves gin and I love rum
Tell you what, don't we have fun
Ha ha ha, you and me
Little brown jug don't I love thee? (repeat)

'Tis you that makes my friends my foes
'Tis you that makes me wear old clothes
But here you are so near my nose
So tip her up and down she goes

Me and the wife and the little brown dog
Crossed the creek on a hollow log
The wife and the dog fell in, kerplunk
But I held on to the little brown jug

If I had a cow that gave such milk
I'd dress her in the finest silk
Feed her on the choicest hay
And milk her forty times a day

When I die, don't bury me at all
Just pickle my bones in alcohol
Put a bottle o' booze at my head and feet
And then I know that I will keep

The rose is red, my nose is too
The violet's blue and so are you
And I guess, before I stop
I'd better take another drop

Saturday, July 4, 2009

My Favorite Things

Words by Oscar Hammerstein; music by Richard Rodgers
From The Sound of Music
Rise Up Singing chapter: Good Times, p.88
Chords 1st 2 verses: Em - - - / Cmaj7 - - - / Am D G C / G C Am B7
Chords 3rd verse: E - - - / A - - - / Am D G C / G C Am B7
Chords for "when the dog bites" etc.: Em - Am B7 / Em C - / - - Am - / G C Am D G - - -

Friday, July 3, 2009

The Times They are a-Changing

By Bob Dylan
Lyrics and chords to this one can easily be found on the internet, but I'll post them here anyway when I get back from work. Have a good day.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

The E-ri-ee

Traditional American (US)
Rise Up Singing chapter: Traveling, p.232
Verses: G - GD G / GD GC GD G
Chorus: G - GD G / GD GC / GD G / GD G

Verses and chorus are the same chord pattern, with the last three chords repeated for the chorus

Lyrics taken from the internet, not quite the same as R.U.S.:

We were forty miles from Albany, forget it I never shall
What a terrible storm we had one night on the E-ri-e Canal.

Oh, the E-ri-e was a-rising and the gin was a-gettin' low
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
'Till we get to Buff-a-lo-o-o
'Till we get to Buffalo

We were loaded down with barley we were chock-full up on rye
The captain he looked down at me with his goll-darned wicked eye

Well, two days out of Syracuse the vessel struck a shoal
We were like to all be drownded on a chunk o' Lackawanna coal.

We hollered to the captain on the towpath, treadin' dirt
He jumped on board and stopped the leak with his old red flannel shirt

The cook she was a grand old gal stood six foot in her socks
Had a foot just like an elephant and her breath would open locks

The wind begins to whistle the waves begin to roll
We had to reef our royals on that ragin' canal

The cook came to our rescue she had a ragged dress
We hoisted her upon the pole as a signal of distress

The captain, he got married and the cook, she went to jail
And I'm the only son of a gun that's left to tell the tale

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Aragon Mill

By Si Kahn
Rise Up Singing chapter: Work, p.252
C - Am - / G - F C ://

At the east end of town, at the foot of the hill
Stands a chimney so tall that says "Aragon Mill"
And the only sound I hear is the sound of the wind
As it blows through the town, weave and spin, weave and spin

But there's no smoke at all coming out of the stack
The mill has shut down and it ain't a-coming back

Well, I'm too old to work and I'm too young to die
Tell me, where shall we go, my old gal and I?

There're no children at all in the narrow, empty street
The mill has closed down, it's so quiet I can't sleep

Yes, the mill has shut down, it's the only life I know
Tell me where will I go, tell me where will I go?