Lester Flatt
G
C
Oh a long long
time ago, When I left my home to roam,
G D
Down in the
hills of
G C
There's the
sweetest little girl, That was ever in this world,
G D G
Down in the
hills of
Chorus:
C G D
Oh little girl
of mine in
G C
Someday I'll
settle down, In that little country town,
G D G
With that
little girl of mine in
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
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
Joe Sullivan
C E7 Am C7 F A7 Dm D#m C G C G
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
Traditional
G C G
I’m going down
the road feeling bad, I’m going down the road feeling bad
C G
Em
I’m going down
the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord
D G
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
Traditional
C G C G
I'd be in the
morning satisfied, If I could hop that train and ride
G B C A
If I can leave
for Atlanta with nowhere to go
G
D G
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.
Traditional
G
Mama don’t
‘low no banjo playin’ round here.
D
Mama don’t
‘low no banjo playin’ round here
G C
Well, I don’t
care what mama don’t ‘low, Gonna play my banjo anyhow,
G D G
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
Traditional
Chorus:
G C G
Oh
they call it that old mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few
G Em G D G
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.
Jimmie Rodgers/George Vaughn
G
Well, good
morning, Captain! Well, good morning to
you.
C G
Do you need
another mule skinner Down on your new mud run?
D G
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
Traditional
G D
Old Joe Clark
he had a house, six-teen sto-ries high
G D G
Ev-ery sto-rey
in that house was filled with chick-en pie.
Chorus:
G F
Round and
round Old Joe Clarke, round and round I say
G D G
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.
Bill Monroe
G C G D
Travelin’ down this long lonesome highway, I’m so lonesome I could
cry
G C G D G
With memories of how we once loved each other, And now you are
saying good-bye
Chorus:
G C G D
On and on I’ll follow my darling, And I wonder where she can be
G C G D
G
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
Paul
Henning and Curt Massey
G C G
Come
ride the little train that is rolling down the tracks to the junction
(Petticoat
Junction)
C G
Forget
about your cares, it is time to relax at the junction
(Petticoat
Junction)
D C G
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.
Flatt and Scruggs
G D G D
Earl Scruggs
G C D G
G C D G
C G D G
C G D G
Traditional
D D D D D D D D
D D D D G A D D
Osborne Brothers
G C G
Em D
G
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
Traditional
(also tune to “She’ll
be Coming” and “When the Saints”)
Chorus:
G D
Roll
in my sweet baby’s arms, Roll in my sweet baby’s arms
G C G D G
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.
Traditional
G C G
I’m
going to that east pay road, I’m going to that east pay road
C G D G
I’m
going to the East, I’m going to the West, I’m going to the one that I love best
Chorus:
G C G
Roll
on Buddy roll on, Roll on Buddy roll on
C G
You
wouldn’t roll so slow if you knew what I know
G D G
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
Way down in sunny
Traditional
G
Had a piece of
pie an’ I had a cup of puddin’,
G D G
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.
Traditional
G C F D G C G D-G
G C F D G C G D-G
G F G G D-G
G F G G D-G
Traditional
G E A
Standin’
on the corner with the lowdown blues, Great big holes in the soles of my shoes
D G
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
Traditional
G
Shady
Grove, my little love, Shady Grove my darling;
G D G
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.
Earl Scruggs
G C7 G D G
R. Kelso Carter
G
Standing on the promises of Christ my
King,
C G
Through eternal ages let His praises
ring,
G
Glory
in the highest, I will shout and sing,
G D
G
Standing
on the promises of God.
G
C D G
Standing, Standing, Standing on the promises of God my Savior;
G
C G D G
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.
G G7
Lord
I'm lonesome for Kentucky
C D
Dixie's
darlin', my pride and joy
G Em
Yeah
I'm lonesome for the Bluegrass Country
G D G
'Cause
I'm a Bluegrass Country boy
Chorus:
D G
I
see those blue misty mountains in the moonlight
D G D
And
hear the song of the wind in the pines, the lonesome pines
G Em
Lord
I'm lonesome for the Bluegrass Country
G D G
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
Traditional
G D
You get a line
and I'II get a pole, honey, You get a line and I'II get a pole, babe.
G C
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.
William Cowper
G C G D
There
is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel’s veins;
G C
G D G
And
sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains.
G C G D
Lose
all their guilty stains, lose all their guilty stains;
G C
G D G
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.
Lewis E. Jones
G C G
Would
you be free from the burden of sin?
D G
There’s
pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood
G
C G D G
Would
you o’er evil a victory win? There’s
wonderful pow’r in the blood.
Chorus:
G C G D G
There
is pow’r, pow’r, wonder working pow’r in the blood of The Lamb
G C G D G
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
Stanley Brothers
G C
G
Lost all my money but a two dollar bill, Two dollar bill boys, two
dollar bill
G D G
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
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
G C
Oh
they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
G D G
Oh
they tell me of an unclouded day
Chorus:
G D
Oh
the land of cloudless days, Oh the land of an unclouded sky
G C G
Oh
they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise
D G
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
Benny Goodman
G A7aug G B C G A D
G A7aug G B C G C D G
Joseph Scriven
G C
G D
What a Friend
we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!
G C
G D G
What a
privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!
D G
C G D
O what peace
we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear,
G C G
D G
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
Traditional
G C G
When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more
G D
And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair
G C G
When the saved on earth shall gather over on the other shore
G D G
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
G C
When the roll (when the roll) is called up yonder
G D G
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
J. B. Coats
G C G D
Living
below in this old sinful world, Hardly a comfort can afford
G C G D G
Striving
alone to face temptation so, Where could I go but to the Lord?
Chorus:
G C G D
Where
could I go oh where could I go, Seeking the refuge for my soul
G C G D G
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?
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
Traditional
G G7 C G
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.
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.
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.
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
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