Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Wouldn't It Be Loverly?


Words by Alan Jay Lerner, music by Frederick Loewe
From "My Fair Lady"
Rise Up Singing chapter: p.113
D - G - / D - E A / D D7 G Em / D Bm Em A

D - G - / D - E A / D D7 G Em / D A D -

E7 - - - A7 - - - / Bm - F#m - E7 - AA7

D - G - / D - E A / D D7 G Em / D Bm Em A / D - Em A / D - G - / D A D -

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Roseville Fair


By Bill Staines, about whom I have nothing but good to say.
Rise Up Singing chapter: Love, p.127

Verses: D DG D - / A - D - ://
Chorus: G A D A / G GA D - ://

Oh, the night was clear and the stars were shining
And the moon came up so quiet in the sky
And the people gathered 'round and the band was a-tuning
I can hear them now, playing "Coming Thro' the Rye"

You were dressed in blue and you looked so lovely
Just a gentle flower of a small-town girl
You took my hand and we stepped to the music
And with a single smile you became my world

Chorus:
And we danced all night to the fiddle and the banjo
Their drifting tunes seemed to fill the air
So long ago, but I still remember
When we fell in love at the Roseville Fair

Now we courted well and we courted dearly
And we'd rock for hours in the front porch chair
Then a year went by from the time that I met you
And I made you mine at the Roseville Fair

(To the tune of the chorus):
So here's a song for all the lovers
And here's a tune that they can share
May they dance all night to the fiddle and the banjo
The way we did at the Roseville Fair

Monday, March 29, 2010

Morning Morgantown


By Joni Mitchell, from her album "Ladies of the Canyon"
Rise Up Singing chapter: City, p.20

Verses: A B7 / D A / D A / DA D ://
Chorus: E DA A DA / F DA AD A
(:// means repeat from the beginning - in this case only once.)

When morning comes to Morgantown / The merchants roll their awnings down
The milk trucks make their morning rounds / In morning Morgantown
We'll rise up early with the sun / To ride the bus while everyone
Is yawning and the day is young / In morning Morgantown

Chorus: Morning, Morgantown, buy your dreams a dollar down
Morning, any town you name, morning's just the same

We'll find a table in the shade / And sip our tea and lemonade
And watch the morning on parade / In morning Morgantown
Ladies in their rainbow fashions / Coloured stop and go lights flashing
We'll wink at total strangers passing / In morning Morgantown

I'd like to buy you everything / A wooden bird with painted wings
A window full of coloured rings / In morning Morgantown
But the only things I have to give / To make you smile, to win you with
Are all the mornings still to live / In morning Morgantown

Sunday, March 28, 2010

The Whiffenpoofs' Song


By Meade Minigerode, George S. Pomeroy and Tod B. Galloway
Rise Up Singing chapter: Golden Oldies, p.82

C G7 / - C ://(3x) CC7 FFm / CG7 C
C G DmG C / C G DmG C / Am Dm G Cmaj7 / A Dm DmG C

Here's my favourite rendition of this song.
"The Skulls", based on the Whiffenpoofs of Yale University.

To the tables down at Mory's, to the place where Louis dwells
To the dear old Temple Bar we love so well
Sing the Whiffenpoofs assembled with their glasses raised on high
And the magic of their singing casts its spell
Yes, the magic of their singing of the songs we love so well
"Shall I wasting" and "Mavourneen" and the rest
We will serenade our Louis while life and voice shall last
Then we'll pass and be forgotten with the rest
We are poor little lambs who have lost our way, baa, baa, baa
We are poor little black sheep who have gone astray, baa, baa, baa
Gentlemen songsters off on a spree, damned from here to eternity
God have mercy on such as we, baa, baa, baa

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Wreck of the Old '97 (Bonus)


-Song begins at 2:37. For Bess Hawes information, go to the bottom.
-BOB and Hector's channel. BOB and Hector do this same song.

Chords: C - F - / C - G(7) - / C - F - / C G C -

Lyrics from the site of the good old Blue Ridge Institute. I say "good old", but I just learned about them, actually. They're fabulous, though.

On one cloudless morning I stood on the mountain,
Just watching the smoke from below,
It was coming from a tall, slim smokestack
Way down on the Southern railroad.

It was 97, the fastest train
Ever ran the Southern line,
All the freight trains and passengers take the side for 97,
For she's bound to be at stations on time.

They gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia,
Saying, "Stevie, you're way behind time.
This is not 38, but it's Old 97,
You must put her into Spencer on time."

He looked 'round and said to his black greasy fireman,
"Just shovel in a little more coal,
And when I cross that old White Oak Mountain
You can just watch Old 97 roll."

It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg to Danville,
And the lie was a three-mile grade,
It was on that grade that he lost his air brakes,
And you see what a jump that she made.

He was going down the grade making 90 miles an hour,
When his whistle began to scream,
He was found in that wreck with his hand on the throttle,
He was scalded to death by the steam.

Did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in,
And at 1:45 he was due,
For hours and hours has the switchman been waiting
For that fast mail that never pulled through.

Did she ever pull in? No, she never pulled in,
And that poor boy must be dead.
Oh, yonder he lays on the railroad track
With the cart wheels over his head.

97, she was the fastest train
That the South had ever seen,
But she run so fast on that Sunday morning
That the death score was numbered 14.

Now, ladies, you must take warning,
From this time now and on.
Never speak harsh words to your true loving husband.
He may leave you and never return.
=======

Charlie on the MTA, to this same tune, was written by Bess Hawes and JACQUELINE STEINER.
Bess Hawes died a few months ago, on November 27, 2009. She was a musician, performer (I know her from the Almanac singers, but she did much more), guitar teacher and folklorist.
Obituary 1
Obituary 2

Friday, March 26, 2010

I Ain't Got No Home


Clara does Depression Cooking. This is one of my favourite episodes.
She talks about bootleggers at 4:05. Check it out.
Clara's also my niece, but that's a different Clara.

The song: by Woody Guthrie

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Teenager in Love (Bonus)


Made famous by Dion and the Belmonts (NOT Frankie Lymon and the Teenagers, but you can see why I'd forget that in the moment, cant you?)

Monday, March 22, 2010

Welsh Hymn (Bonus)


Reporting with a bonus to the Rise Up Singing project from Krabi, Thailand. No guitar and no songbook, so I'm working with what I remember. I've never figured out any chords to this tune anyway, so it's a good one for today.

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Rise Up Singing Project Vacation Update


No information necessary for this one. I'll be back and singing in a couple of days, if not sooner.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

You Can Get it if You Really Want


By Jimmy Cliff
Rise Up Singing chapter: Struggle

Friday, March 19, 2010

Corrina, Corrina (Bonus)


I'm still in Thewet, still no Rise Up Singing, but I hope to have at least one duet coming up in the next few days, since I'll be back at home with some houseguests whose talents I might be able to leverage. Leverage. Good buzzword, that one.

I'd always thought it was Corrina, Corrina, but apparently the pedigreed title is Corrine, Corrina.

A traditional American folk song.
Not by Bob Dylan, as I'd thought. You can search for the history online.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Like a Monkey in a Zoo (Bonus)


Written by Daniel Johnston
Covered by me

D A G - ////
except the bridges, which both begin with "And it could happen to you" and go:
G - - - / D - - - / G - - - / A - - -

I'm chained to the wall

I'm nothing at all

And my eyes look into the sunset 
thinkin' of better things to do,
Like a monkey in a zoo



The days go so slow

I don't have no friends
Except all these people 
who want me to do tricks for them
Like a monkey in a zoo

G - - - / D - - - / G - - - / A - - -


And it could happen to you
You could be in my place

No it wasn't always like this
But I never saw it coming

I'm so alone

But this is my home

And the bars that surround me
 keep me from knowing any better,
Like a monkey in a zoo

Throw me a peanut
Laugh and make jokes
But I've had enough peanuts 
and I'm ready to choke
Like a monkey in a zoo



You come to look at me
You seem so amused
But things would look different 
If you were in my shoes

I know its my fault
But I want out
And when I cry out
 nobody seems to understand

Like a monkey in a zoo



You say I'm cute
You don't know how much that hurts

You don't know how it feels 
to live in your own dirt
Like a monkey in a zoo



G - - - / D - - - / G - - - / A - - -
And it could happen to you
You could be in my place
Don't let yourself slip
Don't keep egg on your face



I used to be happy

I cant remember those days
'Cause I sold my freedom 
for free room and board

Like a monkey in a zoo

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Cielito Lindo


Traditional Mexican
Rise Up Singing chapter: Good Times, p.84
At the end there's an anecdote I brought with me from Mexico.

Verses: AE AE A E / - - - A
Chorus: A D E A / - BmE E A

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Waltz Across Texas


By Quannah Talmadge (Billy) Tubb
I was wrong, it's Ernest Tubb you can hear singing it on YouTube, not Billy.
Rise Up Singing chapter: Creativity (I'm not sure why), p.27

A E / - A :// ... or ... C G / - C ://
(:// means repeat from the beginning.)

When we waltz together my world's in disguise
A fairyland tale that's come true
And when you look at me with those stars in your eyes
I could waltz across Texas with you

Chorus:
I could waltz across Texas with you in my arms
Waltz across Texas with you
Like a story book ending I'm lost in your charms
I could waltz across Texas with you

My heartache and trouble are all up and gone
The moment you come into view
And with your hand in mine I could dance on and on
I could waltz across Texas with you

Before I met you I never would dance
I never would dance, it is true
But now we're together, I jumped at the chance
To
waltz across Texas with you

John Barger was a member of the San Francisco Folk Music Club, and members of that club wrote this next verse about him. Here's a link to his story. (Search the page for his name): http://www.sffmc.org/archives/may04/folknik.html

To you, John Barger, we make this request
There's one thing we want you to do
Just sing one more verse of the song we love best
To waltz across Texas with you

เม็กก้าโคล่าเม็กก้าโคล่าเม็กก้าโคล่าเม็กก้าโคล่าเม็กก้าโคล่าเม็กก้าโคล่าเม็กก้าโคล่า

Published on January 21, 2008
Mecca-Cola, a carbonated beverage from France, has been imported into Thailand as a new choice for soft-drink fans. "I don't have a special reason to enter this market," said
chairman and founder Tawfik Mathlouthi, "I just want Mecca-Cola to go everywhere."
Mecca-Cola is a carbonated beverage that Muslim people can drink, as the product has a halal label on its packaging. The company has no intention of conducting aggressive marketing campaigns in Thailand or competing with existing rivals, he said. Mecca-Cola simply wants to be a new choice. It is not provided in modern convenience stores.
Mathlouthi launched Mecca-Cola in France in November 2002 as a way of expressing his political standpoint against US policy in the Middle East. Company policy is to donate 20 per cent of its net profit to children's charity all over the world, half of that to the Palestinian territories, but not in cash, in order to ensure that it is not diverted to terrorist activities, he said.
Mecca-Cola does not spend money on marketing or advertising campaigns, in order to have more for charity.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Desperado


I forgot the last verse. I'll do it up quick for you in a video response though. It sounds like all the others. A tiny bit different at the end.
By Don Henly and Glen Frey (of The Eagles)
Rise Up Singing chapter: Farm and Prairie, p.50
Verses: D D7 G Em / D Bm E A / D D7 G Em / D Bm A D
Bridges: G A / D - / Bm Em D - / G A / D Bm / E - A -

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses
You've been out riding fences for so long now
Oh, you're a hard one, but I know that you've got your reasons
These things that are pleasing you will hurt you somehow

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy
She'll beat you if she's able
You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
Now it seems to me, some fine things
Have been laid upon your table
But you only want the ones that you can't get

Desperado, you know you ain't getting no younger
Your pain and your hunger, they're driving you home
And freedom, oh freedom, that's just some people talking
Your prison is walking through this world all alone

Don't your feet get cold in the winter time
The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine
It's hard to tell the nighttime from the day
You're losing all your highs and lows
Aint it funny how the feeling goes
Away?

D D7 G Em / D Bm E A / D D7 G Em / D D7 G Em / D Bm EmA D
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?
Come down from your fences, open the gate
It may be raining, but there's a rainbow above you
You better let somebody love you
You better let somebody love you
You better let somebody love you
Before it's too late

Sunday, March 14, 2010

All the Pretty Little Horses


Traditional American, collected by John Avery Lomax and Alan Lomax
I just learned that Bess Hawes died a few months ago, on November 27, 2009. She was a musician, performer (I know her from the Almanac singers, but she did much more) a guitar teacher, and folklorist. She was also John Lomax's daughter and Alan's sister.

Obituary 1

Obituary 2
Rise Up Singing chapter: Lullabies, p.130

Chords:
Em G D Am Bm B Em - / Em G D Am Bm B Em - / C - Am - Em E Am -
Hush-you-bye, don't you cry, go to sleep-y little baby
When you wake, you shall have all the pretty little horses
Blacks and bays, dapples and grays, coach and six-a little horses

Way down yonder in the meadow, there's a poor little lambie
The birds and the butterflies pecking out his eyes; the poor little thing cried "Mammy"
[No third line in this verse. You can play the chords instrumental, or just stop]

Alternately: "The birds and the butterfiles flutter 'round his eyes." but I've never seen birds flutter around a lamb's eyes. I've never seen them pick out a lamb's eyes either, but I know that they, on occasion, do.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Peter Alsop Cover: Was Saint Patrick Scared?


A Rise Up Singing Project bonus
Peter Alsop is in Rise Up Singing with a good 6 songs, if I remember correctly, but this isn't one of them. So, I'm doing it here as a bonus. It's a song about Saint Patrick, animal welfare, ecosystems, compassion, and overcoming your fear of the creepy, crawly, and unknown.
Peter Alsop: www.peteralsop.com
Peter Alsop singing this song: www.youtube.com

Happy name day, Alexia.

Chords:
DA D / G D / G D / E A
DA D / G - / G D / A D G - / DA D

Saint Pat drove the snakes out of Ireland
Though snakes are God's creatures too
And they probably scared Saint Patrick a bit
And they might even frighten you

But getting rid of all the snakes
Won't make your fear go awayyy
It puts it off for a while
But your fear will come back some day, some day
Your fear will come back some day

So you go somewhere else and get frightened
Maybe by spiders this time
You can crush all the spiders with books you know
But killing them's kind of a crime, 'cause

All life is sacred
In my heart I know it's true
These animals just are trying their best
To stay alive like we do, we do
To stay alive like we do

When you kill the things you're scared of
You lose what you need to explore
To learn to grow and be stronger
To stop being scared like before, so

If you hate spiders and snakes
There's one thing that is clear
If you kill them or crush them or chase them away
You never get rid of your fear, oh noooooo
No, you never get rid of your fear

Those creatures are here for a reason
God made them and She's no fool
We can't avoid life's lessons
We learn that at home and at school

So don't copy old Saint Patrick
Who never conquered his fear
God didn't make this world for just
Us people living here, my dear, no
It's for all of the creatures here

Saint Patrick just felt frightened
Of what us other creatures do
So give us a break, don't be frightened of me
And I won't be frightened of you, oh no
Give us a break, don't be frightened of me
And I won't be frightened of you
================================================
Saint Patrick is said to have banished snakes from Ireland by standing on a hill and using a wooden staff to drive the snakes into the sea. Today, there are no indigenous snakes in Ireland.

Camp Cariboo: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ha5S_2GyWzc

Friday, March 12, 2010

Oh Me, Oh My (Raffi Bonus)


(Song begins at - believe it or not - 5:05)
A song for kids, words and music by Raffi, from the Raffi Singable Songbook.

Chords: G Am C D G Am G D G D G

Gerald Durrell's important work in conservation: www.durrell.org/
The Fantastic Flying Journey, about the Dollybutt children's adventures with their Great-Uncle Lancelot, was written by Gerald Durrell and illustrated by Graham Percy. And it's pretty good. Really nice pictures. You learn a lot about animals in it.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Java Jive


Words by Milton Drake, melody by Ben Oakland
Rise Up Singing chapter: Golden Oldies, p.80
Rise Up Singing had it in D, but we transposed it to G for singing purposes. Just subtract 2.5 steps from each chord if you want it in D.

G Bdim Am D / Am D G - / - G7 C Cm / G D G -
I love coffee, I love tea
I love the java jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the jivin' and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup!

G Bdim Am D / Am D G - / - G7 C Cm / G D G -
I love java, sweet and hot
Whoops! Mr. Moto, I'm a coffee pot
Shoot me the pot and I'll pour me a shot
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup!

C7 - - - / - - G - / - - D7 - Am D7 / Am D
Oh, slip me a slug from the wonderful mug
And I cut a rug till I'm snug in a jug
A slice of onion and a raw one, draw one
Waiter, waiter, percolator!

G Bdim Am D / Am D G - / - G7 C Cm / G D G -
I love coffee, I love tea
I love the java jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the jivin' and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup!

G Bdim Am D / G Bdim Am D / - G7 C Cm / G D - -
Boston bean, soy bean
Green beans, cabbage and greens
I'm not keen about a bean
Unless it is a chili, chili bean, boys*

G Bdim Am D / Am D G - / - G7 C Cm / G D G -
I love java, sweet and hot
Whoops! Mr. Moto, I'm a coffee pot
Shoot me the pot and I'll pour me a shot
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup!

C7 - - - / - - G - / - - D7 - Am D7 / Am D Am D7
Oh, slip me a slug from the wonderful mug
And I cut a rug till I'm snug in a jug
Drop me a nickel in my pot, Joe, takin' it slow
Waiter, waiter, percolator!

G Bdim Am D / Am D G - / - G7 C Cm / G D G -
I love coffee, I love tea
I love the java jive and it loves me
Coffee and tea and the jivin and me
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup

*cheery cheery bean?

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Go Down, Moses


A traditional spiritual
Rise Up Singing chapter: Freedom, p.59

Em B7 Em - Em B7 Em - / Em B7 Em C Em B7 Em -
When Israel was in Egypt's land - Let my people go
Oppressed so hard they could not stand - Let my people go

Em - Am - Em B7 Em C / Em - Bm - Em B7 Em -
Go down, Moses, way down in Egypt land
Tell old Pharoah to let my people go

"Thus spoke the Lord" bold Moses said - Let my people go
If not, I'll smite your firstborn dead - Let my people go

No more shall they in bondage toil - Let my people go
Let them come out with Egypt's spoil - Let my people go

We need not always weep and mourn - Let my people go
And wear these slavery chains forlorn - Let my people go

Your foes shall not forever stand - Let my people go
You shall possess your own good land - Let my people go

Oh, let us all from bondage flee - Let my people go
And soon may all the earth be free - Let my people go

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Let's Get Together


By Chet Powers
Recorded by The Youngbloods
Someone, maybe Kurt Cobain, sings the chorus poorly on purpose at the beginning of the Nirvana song Territorial Pissings. I'm not sure why. That's probably the first place I heard that lyric, actually: on Nevermind. Weird.

Rise Up Singing chapter: Unity, p.240
D - - C / D - - C / D - - C / G A / D GA D -

Love is but a song we sing, fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ring, or make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wing and you may not know why
Come on people now, smile on your brother
Everybody get together, try to love one another right now

Some will come and some will go, we shall surely pass
When the one that left us here returns for us at last
We are but a moment’s sunlight, fading in the grass
Come on people now, smile on your brother
Everybody get together, try to love one another right now

If you hear the song I sing, you will understand
You hold the key to love and fear in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both, it’s there at you command
Come on people now, smile on your brother
Everybody get together, try to love one another right now

Monday, March 8, 2010

The Wild Rover


Traditional Australian / Irish
Rise Up Singing chapter: Traveling / Travelling, p.237
Verses: E B7 E A / E B7 - E ://
Chorus: B7 - - - / E - A - / E - A - / E B7 E -

I've been a wild rover for many a year
I've spent all my money on whiskey and beer,
Now I'll save up my wages, keep money in store
And I never will play the wild rover no more

And it's no, nay, never / No, nay, never no more
for I've played the wild rover / But I'll never, no more

I went to an alehouse I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent
I asked her to trust me, her answer was "Nay
Such a custom as yours we can get any day"

Then out of my pockets I took sovereigns bright
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
She said "I have whiskeys and wines of the best
And the words that I said sure were only in jest"

"You can keep all your whiskey and your beer likewise, too
For not one more penny am I spending with you
For the money I've got, I am taking good care
And I never will play the wild rover no more"

Now if I had all the money that I left in your care
It would plough all my lands and my family rear
It would thatch all my houses, it would build me a barn
It would buy me a coat for to keep my back warm

I'll go home to my parents and confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And if they forgive me, as they've oft done before
Oh, it's ne'er will I play the wild rover no more

Sunday, March 7, 2010

The Sidewalks of New York


By James Blake and Charles Lawlor
Rise Up Singing chapter: City, p.21
C GC FG C / F CA D G
CG C F C / F CA DG C

Sometimes Iike to change the first line to this: CG C FG C
Almost the same, I know. It works nicely for "Down in front of Casey's..." and the original C GC FG C works better for "East side, West side..." That's my two cents.

Lyrics:
Down in front of Casey's old brown wooden stoop
On a summer's evening we formed a merry group
Boys and girls together, we would sing and waltz
While Tony played the organ on the sidewalks of New York

East side, west side, all around the town
The gang played ring-a-rosy, London bridge is falling down
Boys and girls together, me and Mamie O'Rourke
We'd trip the light fantastic on the sidewalks of New York

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Let There Be Peace on Earth


1.) This is my 500th post on the Rise Up Singing project: yay.
2.) I mixed up the endings of the 1st and 2nd lines, 2nd verse: boo.
By Sy Miller and Jill Jackson
Rise Up Singing chapter: Peace, p.161

Chords 1st verse:
CAm DmG C DmG / C B7 EmB7 G7
Am Em F C / AmD G AmD G

Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me
Let there be peace on earth, the peace that was meant to be
With God as our mother, family all are we
Let me walk with my brother in perfect harmony

alternate lyrics: "With God as our Father, brothers all are we" "With God our creator, family all are we"
"Let us walk with each other in perfect harmony"

Chords 2nd verse:
CAm DmG C DmG / C B7 EmB7 G7
C Caug* F D / CE FC FG C

Let peace begin with me, let this be my moment now
With every step I take, let this be my solemn vow
To take each moment and live each moment in peace eternally
Let there be peace on earth and let it begin with me

*C augmented:
put your ring finger on the 4th string, 2nd fret,
put your index finger on the 3rd string, 1st fret,
put your middle finger on the 2nd string, 1st fret.
Strum the first 4 strings.

Friday, March 5, 2010

Who's Gonna Shoe Your Pretty Little Foot?


Traditional
Possibly related to Child Ballad #76, "Lass of Rock Royal"
Rise Up Singing chapter: Ballads and Old Songs, p.15
C - / F C / F C / G C

Who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot?
Who's gonna glove your hand?
Who's gonna kiss your red ruby lips
And who's gonna be your man?

Papa can shoe my pretty little foot

Mama can glove my hand
Sister can kiss my red ruby lips
I don't need no man

I don't need no man, poor boy

I don't need no man
Sister can kiss my red ruby lips
'Cause I don't need no man

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Brightest and Best


A.K.A. Star of the East
Rise Up Singing chapter: Faith, p.40
Words by Reginald Heber, 1811

D - G D / - - G A / D - C D / - - A D

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning
Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid
Star of the East the horizon adorning
Guide where our infant redeemer is laid

Cold on his cradle the dewdrops are shining
Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall
Angels adore him in slumber reclining
Maker and monarch and saviour of all

Say shall we yield him in costly devotion
Odours of Edom and offerings divine
Gems from the mountain and pearls from the ocean
Myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine?

Vainly we offer each ample oblation
Vainly with gifts would His favour secure
Richer by far is the heart's adoration
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Prophecy (Bonus)


Song: Prophecy
By Lauren Ligocki
Find her original recording here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMJb_Gnmosc

Can I speak freely?
No I will not tell you why
I act like I do
Around you
Well I will,
I see something
In you
That I'm into

You'll never know
That I wrote this song
About you
Unless I'm wrong.
And my prophecy
Isn't coming 'round
To push
Me down

I guess I don't know you
This way we function great
You won't tire of me
So quickly
We only miss
Each other by
A moment
Each time

You'll never know
That I wrote this song
About you
Unless I'm wrong.
And my prophecy
Isn't coming 'round
To push
Me down

If the flowers in the vineyard
At this time of the year
Were a boy, I'd be bitter
Toward him
He would be so charming
And his body would be nicer
And he would be funnier than I could be
If only this song could make you love me
I'd never stop singing it

You'll never know
That I wrote this song
About you
Unless I'm wrong.
And my prophecy
Isn't coming 'round
To push me down

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Eleckatricity and All (made-up tune)


What to do if you really don't know the tune...

Words by Woody Guthrie, melody by me, based on chords provided in the Rise Up Singing songbook.
Rise Up Singing chapter: Ecology, p.35
D - - - / D - A - / D - G - / D A D - / D A D -

Monday, March 1, 2010

Eliyahu


Another traditional Hebrew folktune, part of the Pesach / Passover Seder
Em B7Em- Em DG- / Em Am Em B7Em-
D - B7 B7Em- / D - B7 B7Em- /

Eliyahu Hanavi, Eliyahu Hatishbi
Eliyahu Eliyahu Eliyahu ha-Giladi
Bimheira v'yameinu, yavo eilenu
Im Mashiach ben David, Im Mashiach ben David