BLUEGRASS

 

Little Girl of Mine

Lester Flatt

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Oh a long long time ago, When I left my home to roam,

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Down in the hills of Tennessee

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There's the sweetest little girl, That was ever in this world,

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Down in the hills of Tennessee

 

Chorus:

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Oh little girl of mine in Tennessee, I know she's waitin' there for me

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Someday I'll settle down, In that little country town,

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With that little girl of mine in Tennessee

 

Oh she begged me not to go, You'll be sorry dear I know

For the way that you are treating me

So I rambled all around, And nothing could be found

To take the place of her in Tennessee

 

Oh someday I'll wander back, To that little cabin shack

Little girl that's waiting there for me

I can see her smiling face, Waitin' for me in the gate

Oh that little girl of mine in Tennessee

 

Little Rock Getaway

Joe Sullivan

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C         E7       Am      C7       F          A7       Dm      D#m   C         G         C         C7

F          Fm      C         C7       F          Fm      G

C         E7       Am      C7       F          A7       Dm      D#m   C         G         C

 

Lonesome Road Blues

Traditional

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I’m going down the road feeling bad, I’m going down the road feeling bad

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I’m going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord

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And I ain’t gonna be treated this-a-way.

 

I’m down in the jail on my knees

 

They feed me on cornbread and beans

 

These two-dollar shoes hurt my feet

 

Make me a Pallet on your Floor

Traditional

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I'd be in the morning satisfied, If I could hop that train and ride

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If I can leave for Atlanta with nowhere to go

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Make me a pallet on your floor.

 

Chorus:

Make me a pallet on your floor, Make it right down by the door

Make it long, make it low, So my good friends will never know

Make me a pallet on your floor.

 

Tell all my friends so long, Tell all my friends so long

Tell 'em all so long, I'll see 'em next time around

Honey make me a pallet on your floor.

 

Send everybody my regard, I'm goin' if I have to ride the rod

And if I reach Atlanta with nowhere to go

Honey, make me a pallet on your floor.

 

Mama Don’t ‘Low

Traditional

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Mama don’t ‘low no banjo playin’ round here.

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Mama don’t ‘low no banjo playin’ round here

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Well, I don’t care what mama don’t ‘low, Gonna play my banjo anyhow,

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Mama don’t ‘low no banjo playin’ round here.

 

Mama don’t ‘low no guitar/mandolin playin’ round here

 

Mama don’t ‘low no bass playin’ round here

 

Mama don’t ‘low no bluegrass music ‘round here

 

Mountain Dew

Traditional

Chorus:

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Oh they call it that old mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few

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I’ll hush up my mug if you’ll fill up my jug with that good old mountain dew.

 

My uncle Bill has a still on the hill, Where he runs off a gallon or two
The buzzards in the sky get so dizzy they can’t fly

From smellin’ that good old mountain dew.

 

There’s an old hollow tree down the road there from me

Where you can lay down a dollar or two
If you go ‘round the bend and you come back again

There’s a jug of that good old mountain dew.

 

Now my cousin Snort he’s sawed off and short, He measures about four foot two
But he feels just like a giant when you give him a pint of that good old mountain dew.

 

My old aunt June got some brand new perfume, It had such a sweet smellin’ pew
We had it analyzed and much to our surprise, It was nothin’ but old mounting dew.

 

Mule Skinner Blues

Jimmie Rodgers/George Vaughn

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Well, good morning, Captain!  Well, good morning to you.

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Do you need another mule skinner Down on your new mud run?

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Ha, ha, hip, ee, ee.........

 

Well, I'm an old mule skinner, From down Kentucky way,

And I can make any mule listen, Or I won't accept your pay. 

 

Little water boy, come here boy, Bring that water bucket around

Ha, ha, ha, If you don't like your job Water boy, put that bucket down

 

Well, I'm an old mule skinner, From down Kentucky way,

And I can make any mule listen, Or I won't accept your pay.

 

I've been working hard and I feel so bad

I've got a good woman and I want to keep her glad

 

Old Joe Clark

Traditional

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Old Joe Clark he had a house, six-teen sto-ries high

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Ev-ery sto-rey in that house was filled with chick-en pie.

 

Chorus:

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Round and round Old Joe Clarke, round and round I say

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Round and Round Old Joe Clarke, I ain’t got long to stay.

 

Old Joe Clarke’s a mean old man, Mean as he can be

Knocked me down with his right hand, Walked all over me

 

When Old Joe Clarke comes to my door, He treats me like a pup

He runs my beardogs under the floor and drinks my whiskey up.

 

He puts his banjo in my hands, And tells me what to play

Dances with my pretty little girl till the break of day.

 

On and On

Bill Monroe

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Travelin’ down this long lonesome highway, I’m so lonesome I could cry
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With memories of how we once loved each other, And now you are saying good-bye

Chorus:
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On and on I’ll follow my darling, And I wonder where she can be
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On and on I’ll follow my darling, I wonder if she ever thinks of me

I’ve cried I’ve cried for you little darlin’, It breaks my heart to hear your name
My friends they all so loved you my darlin’, And they think that I’m to blame

I had to follow you little darlin’, I can’t sleep when the sun goes down
Cause by your side is my destination, The road is clear and there’s where I’m bound

 

Petticoat Junction

Paul Henning and Curt Massey

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Come ride the little train that is rolling down the tracks to the junction

(Petticoat Junction)

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Forget about your cares, it is time to relax at the junction

(Petticoat Junction)

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Lotsa curves, you bet. Even more when you get, to the junction

Petticoat Junction.

 

There’s a little hotel called the Shady Rest at the junction. (Petticoat Junction)

It is run by Kate, come and be her guest at the junction. (Petticoat Junction)

And that’s Uncle Joe, he’s a movin’ kind of slow at the junction, Petticoat Junction.

 

When they ring that dinner bell, at the Shady Rest Hotel, at the Junction

(Petticoat Junction)

People walk a country mile for that chicken country style, at the Junction

(Petticoat Junction)

Lots of dishes to observe, all those pretty girls who serve, at the Junction

Petticoat Junction.

 

Pike County Breakdown

Flatt and Scruggs

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Randy Lynn Rag

Earl Scruggs

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Reuben

Traditional

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D         D         D         D         G         A         D         D

 

Rocky Top

Osborne Brothers

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Wish that I was on old Rocky Top, Down in the Tennessee hills
Ain’t no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top, Ain’t no telephone bills

Once I had a girl on Rocky Top, Half bear the other half cat
Wild as a mink but sweet as soda pop, I still dream about that

Chorus:
Em                               D                    F                                  C

Rocky Top you’ll always be, Home sweet home to me

C                      G                    G            F       G         G                     F          G
Good old Rocky Top, Rocky Top Tennessee, Rocky Top Tennessee

 

Ending:

G                      F         G-F-C-G

Rocky Top Tennessee

Once two strangers climbed old Rocky Top, Lookin’ for a moonshine still
Strangers ain’t come down from Rocky Top, Reckon they never will

Corn won’t grow at all on Rocky Top, Dirt’s too rocky by far
That’s why all the folks on Rocky Top, Get their corn from a jar

I’ve had years of cramped up city life, Trapped like a duck in a pen
All I know is it’s a pity life, Can’t be simple again

 

Roll in my Sweet Baby’s Arms

Traditional

(also tune to “She’ll be Coming” and “When the Saints”)

Chorus:

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Roll in my sweet baby’s arms, Roll in my sweet baby’s arms

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Lay ‘round the shack ‘till the mail train comes back, And roll in my sweet baby’s arms.

I ain’t gonna work on the railroad, I ain’t gonna work on the farm
Lay ‘round the shack ‘till the mail train comes back, And roll in my sweet baby’s arms.

Now where were you last Friday night while I was lying in jail
Walkin’ the street with another man, wouldn’t even go my bail.

I know your parents don’t like me, They drove me away from your door
If I had my life to live over, I’d never go there any more.

 

Roll On

Traditional

            G                                                C                                          G

I’m going to that east pay road, I’m going to that east pay road
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I’m going to the East, I’m going to the West, I’m going to the one that I love best

 

Chorus:
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Roll on Buddy roll on, Roll on Buddy roll on
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You wouldn’t roll so slow if you knew what I know
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So roll on Buddy roll on

 

I’ve got a woman just the same, I’ve got a woman just the same
Got a woman just the same that she gonna change her name
I’ve got a woman just the same

 

My home is down in Tennessee, My home is down in Tennessee
In Tennessee that’s where I want to be
Way down in sunny Tennessee

 

Sally Goodin'

Traditional

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Had a piece of pie an’ I had a cup of puddin’,

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An’ I give it all away just to see my Sally Goodin.

 

Well, I looked down the road an’ I see my Sally comin’,

An’ I thought to my soul that I’d kill myself a-runnin’.

 

Love a ‘tater pie an’ I love an apple puddin ,

An’ I love a little gal that they call Sally Goodin.

 

An’ I dropped the ‘tater pie an’ I left the appie puddin’,

But I went across the mountain to see my Sally Goodin.

 

Salt Creek

Traditional

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G         C         F          D         G         C         G         D-G

 

G         F          G         G         D-G

G         F          G         G         D-G

 

Salty Dog Blues

Traditional

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Standin’ on the corner with the lowdown blues, Great big holes in the soles of my shoes

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Honey let me be your salty dog.

 

Chorus:

Let me be your salty dog, Or I won’t be your man at all
Honey let me be your salty dog

 

Lookit here Sal, I know you, Run in your stockin’ and worn out shoes
Honey let me be your salty dog.

 

Down in the wildwood sittin’ on a log, Finger on the trigger and my eye on a hog
Honey let me be your salty dog.

 

I pulled the trigger and the gun said ‘go’, The shot fell over in Mexico
Honey let me be your salty dog

 

Shady Grove

Traditional

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Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove my darling;

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Shady Grove, my little love, I’m going back to Harlan.

 

Went to see my Shady Grove, She was standing at the door;

Shoes and stockings in her hand, Her feet all o’er the floor.

 

Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove I know;

Shady Grove my little love, Bound for Shady Grove.

 

Peaches in the summertime, apples in the fall;

If I can’t have my own true love, I’ll have no love at all.

 

Wish I had a needle and thread, as fine as I could sew,

I'd sew my true love to my side, and down the road I'd go.

 

Gonna get a big fine horse, corn to feed him on;

Stay at home, pretty little girl, Feed him when I’m gone.

 

Cheeks as red as the blooming rose, Eyes of deepest brown;

You are the darling of my heart, Stay till the sun goes down.

 

I wish I was an apple, hanging from a tree;

Every time she passed me by, she’d take a bite of me.

 

Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove I say;

Shady Grove my little love, Don’t wait till Judgment Day.

 

Shuckin’ the Corn

Earl Scruggs

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Standing on the Promises

R. Kelso Carter

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Standing on the promises of Christ my King,

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Through eternal ages let His praises ring,

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Glory in the highest, I will shout and sing,

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Standing on the promises of God.

 

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Standing, Standing, Standing on the promises of God my Savior;

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Standing, Standing, I’m standing on the promises of God.

 

Standing on the promises that cannot fail,
When the howling storms of doubt and fear assail,
By the living Word of God I shall prevail,
Standing on the promises of God.

 

Standing on the promises I now can see
Perfect, present cleansing in the blood for me;
Standing in the liberty where Christ makes free,
Standing on the promises of God.

 

Standing on the promises of Christ the Lord,
Bound to Him eternally by love’s strong cord,
Overcoming daily with the Spirit’s sword,
Standing on the promises of God.

 

Standing on the promises I cannot fall,
Listening every moment to the Spirit’s call
Resting in my Savior as my all in all,
Standing on the promises of God.

 

The Bluegrass Country
Cindy Walker

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Lord I'm lonesome for Kentucky

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Dixie's darlin', my pride and joy

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Yeah I'm lonesome for the Bluegrass Country

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'Cause I'm a Bluegrass Country boy

Chorus:

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I see those blue misty mountains in the moonlight

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And hear the song of the wind in the pines, the lonesome pines

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Lord I'm lonesome for the Bluegrass Country

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And for that bluegrass home of mine

And this longin' for my darlin'
Lord it hurts so the teardrops start
And the wonder if she loves another
Is like a bullet in my heart

I reminisce about kisses oh so tender
Kisses as sweet as the blue muscadines on the vine
Lord I'm lonesome for the Bluegrass Country
And for that bluegrass girl of mine

Now I've decided, I won't fight it
This old feelin' down in the mouth
I can't shake it, so the devil take it
I'll take the first freight headin' south

Chorus

Lord I'm lonesome for the Bluegrass Country
And for that bluegrass home of mine

 

The Crawdad Song

Traditional

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You get a line and I'II get a pole, honey, You get a line and I'II get a pole, babe.

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You get a line and I'II get a pole, And we'll go down to the Crawdad hole,

G            D     G

Honey, baby, mine,

 

Get up old man, you slept too late, honey, Get up old man, you slept too late, babe

Get up old man, you slept too late, Last piece of crawdad's on your plate,

Honey, baby mine.

 

Get up old woman, you slept too late, honey

Get up old woman, you slept too late, babe

Get up old woman, you slept too late, Crawdad man done passed our gate,

Honey, baby mine.

 

‘long come a man with a sack on his back, honey

‘long come a man with a sack on his back, babe

‘long come a man with a sack on his back, Packin' all the crawdads he can pack,

Honey, baby mine.

 

What you gonna do when the creek runs dry, honey

What you gonna do when the creek runs dry, babe

What you gonna do when the lake goes dry

Sit on the bank and watch the crawdads die,

Honey, baby mine.

 

There is a Fountain Filled with Blood

William Cowper

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There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
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And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.
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Lose all their guilty stains, lose all their guilty stains;
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And sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.

 

The dying thief rejoiced to see that fountain in his day;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.
Washed all my sins away, washed all my sins away;
And there have I, though vile as he, washed all my sins away.

 

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood shall never lose its power
Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.
Be saved, to sin no more, be saved, to sin no more;
Till all the ransomed church of God be saved, to sin no more.

 

E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.
And shall be till I die, and shall be till I die;
Redeeming love has been my theme, and shall be till I die.

 

Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I’ll sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave.
Lies silent in the grave, lies silent in the grave;
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue lies silent in the grave.

 

Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, unworthy though I be,
For me a blood bought free reward, a golden harp for me!
’Tis strung and tuned for endless years, and formed by power divine,
To sound in God the Father’s ears no other name but Thine.

 

There is Power in the Blood

Lewis E. Jones
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Would you be free from the burden of sin?

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There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood
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Would you o’er evil a victory win?  There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.

Chorus:
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There is pow’r, pow’r, wonder working pow’r in the blood of The Lamb
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There is pow’r, pow’r, wonder working pow’r in the precious blood of The Lamb.

Would you be free from passion and pride?

There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood
Come to a cleansing to Calvary’s tide.  There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.
 
Would you be whiter, much whiter than snow?

There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r n the blood
Sin-stains are lost in it’s life giving flow.  There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.

Would you do service for Jesus, your King?

There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood
Would you live daily His praises to sing?  There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood

 

Two Dollar Bill

Stanley Brothers

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Lost all my money but a two dollar bill, Two dollar bill boys, two dollar bill
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Lost all my money but a two dollar bill, I’m on my long journey home

Cloudy in the West and it looks like rain, Looks like rain, boys, looks like rain
Cloudy in the West and it looks like rain, I’m on my long journey home

It’s dark and a raining and I want to go home

Want to go home, boys, want to go home
Its dark and a raining and I want to go home, I’m on my long journey home

Homesick and lonesome and I’m feeling kind of blue

Feeling kind of blue, boys, feeling kind of blue
Homesick and lonesome and I’m feeling kind of blue, I’m on my long journey home

There’s black smoke a rising and it surely is a train

Surely is a train boys, surely is a train
There’s black smoke a rising and it surely is a train, I’m on my long journey home

 

Unclouded Day

Traditional

G                                                          C            G                                                           D

Oh they tell me of a home far beyond the sky, Oh they tell me of a home far away
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Oh they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise

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Oh they tell me of an unclouded day

Chorus:
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Oh the land of cloudless days, Oh the land of an unclouded sky
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Oh they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise

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Oh they tell me of an unclouded day

Oh they tell me that he smiles on his children there

And his smile drives the sorrows away
Oh they tell me that now clouds ever come again

In that lovely land of unclouded days

 

Waiting for the Sunrise

Benny Goodman

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G         A7aug                        G         B         C         G         C         D         G

 

What a Friend

Joseph Scriven

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What a Friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!

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What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!

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O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear,

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All because we do not carry, everything to God in prayer.

 

Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere?

We should never be discouraged; take it to the Lord in prayer.

Can we find a friend so faithful, who will all our sorrows share?

Jesus knows our every weakness; take it to the Lord in prayer.

 

Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care?

Precious Savior, still our refuge, take it to the Lord in prayer.

Do your friends despise, forsake you? Take it to the Lord in prayer!

In His arms He'll take and shield you; you will find a solace there

 

When the Roll is Called Up Yonder

Traditional

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When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more
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And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair
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When the saved on earth shall gather over on the other shore
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And the roll is called up yonder I’ll be there

Chorus:

               G

When the roll (when the roll) is called up yonder
               D

When the roll (when the roll) is called up yonder
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When the roll (when the roll) is called up yonder
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When the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there

On that bright and cloudless morning when the dead in Christ shall rise
And the glory of His resurrection share
When His chosen ones shall gather to their home beyond the skies
And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there

Let us labor for the Master from the dawn til setting sun
Let us talk of all His wondrous love and care
Then when all of life is over and our work on earth is done
And the roll is called up yonder, I’ll be there

 

Where Could I Go but To The Lord

J. B. Coats

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Living below in this old sinful world, Hardly a comfort can afford

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Striving alone to face temptation so, Where could I go but to the Lord?

Chorus:

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Where could I go oh where could I go, Seeking the refuge for my soul

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Needing a friend to save me in the end, Where could I go but to the Lord?

 

Life here is grand with friends I love so dear, Comfort I get from God's own word
But when I need some manna for my soul, Where could I go but to the Lord?

 

Neighbors are kind, I love them everyone, We get along in sweet accord

Yet when I face that chilling hand of death, Where could I go but to the Lord?

 

 

Wildwood Flower

Traditional

C                                                           G                   C

Oh I’ll twine ‘mid the ringlets of my raven black hair

C                                             G             C

The lilies so pale and the roses so fair

C                                                 F                  C

The myrtle so bright with an emerald hue

C                                             G                     C

And the pale aronatus with eyes of bright blue

 

I’ll sing and I’ll dance, my laugh shall be gay

I’ll cease this wild weeping, drive sorrow away

Though my heart now is breaking, he never shall know

That his name made me tremble and my pale cheeks to glow

 

I’ll think of him never, I’ll be wildly gay

I’ll charm every heart and the crowd I will sway

I’ll live yet to see him regret the dark hour

When he won then neglected the frail wildwood flower

 

He taught me to love him, he called me his flower

That blossomed for him all the brighter each hour

But I woke from my dreaming, my idol was clay

My visions of love have all faded away

 

Will the Circle be Unbroken

Traditional

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I was standing by the window, On a cold and cloudy day

                G                                         Em           G                D         G

When I saw the hearse come rolling, For to carry my mother away.

 

Chorus:

Will the circle be unbroken, Bye and bye, Lord, bye and bye
There’s a better home a waiting, In the sky, Lord, in the sky.

 

Lord I told that undertaker, “Undertaker please drive slow
For the body you are hauling, Lord, I hate to see her go.”

 

Well I followed close behind her, Tryin’ to hold up and be brave
But I could not control my sorrow, When they laid her in that grave.

 

I went back home, Lord, my home was lonesome, Since my mother, she had gone
All my brothers and sisters crying, What a home, Lord, what a home.

 

Worried Man Blues

Traditional

G

It takes a worried man to sing a worried song

C                                                                     G

It takes a worried man to sing a worried song

G

It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
                     D                                                G

I’m worried now but I won’t be worried long.

I went across the river and I laid down to sleep (x3)
When I woke up, there were shackles on my feet.

Twenty one links of chain around my leg (x3)
And on each link, the initials of my name.

I asked the judge what’s gonna be my fine (x3)
Twenty one years on the Rocky Mountain Line.

If anyone should ask you who composed this song (x3)
Say it was me and I sing it all day long.

 

Wreck of the Old 97

Traditional

               G                                           C                                    G                                          D

Oh they gave him his orders in Monroe Virginia, saying:  Steve your way behind time.

                               G            C                             G                          D        G

This is not the 38 but it's old 97, You must put her into Spencer on time.

 

He turned and he said to his tired, greasy fireman:  Shovel in a little more coal.

And when we cross the White Oak Mountain, Just watch old Ninety-Seven roll.

 

It's a might rough road from Lynchburg to Danville, A line on a three mile grade.

It was on this grade he lost his leverage, You can see what a jump he made.       

 

He was going down the grade making ninety miles an hour

When his whistle broke into a scream.

He was found in the wreck with his hand on the throttle scalded to death with steam.

 

Now all you ladies, please take warning, From this time now and learn.

Never speak harsh words to your true loving husband

He may leave you and never return.

 

Your Love is Like a Flower

Flatt/Scruggs

            G                                 C                                 G                                             D

It was long, long ago in the moonlight, We were sitting on the banks of the stream                             

G                                 C                                 G                     D                     G
When you whispered so sweetly, I love you, As the waters murmured a tune

Chorus:

              G                                           C                     G                                             D

Oh they tell me your love is like a flower, In the springtime blossoms so fair
            G                                 C                                 G                                 D              G

In the fall then they wither away dear, And they tell me that’s the way of your love

I remember the night, little darling, We were talking of days gone by
When you told me you always would love me, That for me your love would never die

It was spring when you whispered these words dear

The flowers were all blooming so fair
But today as the snow falls around us, I can see that your love is not there

 

You're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone

Flatt/Scruggs

G                                                         C

Now if you don't want me honey, you don't have to stall

D                                                         G

My love is not a plaything you will find

 

Now that you have nothing with my back against the wall

Honey won't you please make up your mind

 

Chorus:

G                                                         C         D                                                         G

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone, You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

You're feeling so good all along, Yes, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone

 

Now where were you when I called you on the phone

And your momma said that you were not around

While I was sitting at home all alone

You were walking the dog all over town

 

Now don't you remember when you were my honey bee

And you'd buzz around the sugar all night long

Now you're cheating heart has gone and got the best of me

You're gonna miss me when I'm gone