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“In music, in the panorama of nature, in dreams at night(as Leopardi himself wrote in his Canto Notturno) it is tosomething else that man pays homage, from which he ex-pects something: he awaits it. His enthusiasm is for some-thing that music, or everything that is beautiful in thisworld, has awakened within him. When a person beginsto feel this, his soul immediately harks to await the otherthing: even in the presence of what he can grasp, he awaitsanother thing: he grasps what he can grasp, but he awaitsa nother thing.”

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CONTENTS (BY KIND) (Alphabetical list p. 310)

ENGLISH SONGS

A New Creation.......................13Ah, Holy Jesus..........................13Along the Jordan River ............14Amazing Grace.........................15Ave Maria Star of Every

Morning.................................15Away for Rio!...........................16Ballad of the Old Man..............16Caribbean amphibian................17Come down O Love Divine.....17Come my Way My Truth

My Life..................................17Come O Creator Spirit ............18Dashing away with the

smoothing iron ......................18Faithful Cross ...........................18Flattire Freeway .......................20Great getting’ up mornin’.........20How Great Thou Art ...............20I Am A Pilgrim.........................21I’m on my way.........................21If I Had My Way......................21Jesus, My Lord, My God, My

All..........................................22Little David Play on Your

Harp ......................................22Lord of all Hopefulness.............22Magnificat.................................23Mary Did You Know...............23Mary’s Son................................23Memorare.................................24Morning has Broken.................24My Father Sings to Me.............24My Song Is Love Unknown.....25Nazareth morning ....................25

Now that the Day Has Runits Course...............................26

O Merciful Redeemer...............26O Most Holy One....................26O sanctissima............................26Old Folks at Home...................27Peter, Do You Love Me?..........27Poor Wayfaring Stranger ..........28Praise to the Lord......................28Prayer to Mary..........................28Prayerful Song...........................29Rivers of Babylon.....................29Shepherd of Souls......................29Shining in God’s Glory .............29Should Auld Acquaintance Be

Forgot....................................30Sing of Mary .............................30Stabat Mater (English)..............30The Day Thou Gavest Lord

Is Ended .................................31The Design................................31The Forgotten...........................32The Morn Dawns Refulgent

with Glory .............................32The Mystery .............................33The River Is Here.....................33The Strife is o’er, the Battle

Done ......................................34The Things that I See................34The Wind in the Willows .........34There’s a Long, Long Trail .......35This Ol’ Riverboat ...................35Turn to Me ...............................36Virgin Great and Glorious ........36Where Charity and Love

Prevail....................................36Witness .....................................37Wondrous Love ........................37

Ye Sons and Daughters ............ 38You .......................................... 38

SPIRITUALS

All God’s Children GotWings.................................... 39

All my Trials ............................ 39All Night All Day..................... 39Balm in Gilead ......................... 40Climbin’ up the Mountain ....... 40Come and Go with Me............ 41Daniel....................................... 41Day-O...................................... 41Down by the Riverside............ 41Freedom................................... 42Give Me Jesus........................... 42Glory Hallelujah to the

Newborn King...................... 42Go Tell It on the Mountains .... 42He’s Got the whole World in

his Hands............................... 43Here Comes Jesus .................... 43I Want Jesus to Walk with

Me......................................... 43I Want to Be a Christian.......... 44It’s Me...................................... 44Jesus Met the Woman.............. 44Joshua Fit the Battle of

Jericho ................................... 44Kumbaya.................................. 45Let Us Break Bread Together.. 45Man Come into Egypt............. 45Michael Row the Boat

Ashore ................................... 46My Lord What a Morning ....... 46Nobody Knows the Trouble.... 46O Mary Don’t You Weep........ 46Oh Happy Day ........................ 47

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Old Time Religion...................47Over in the Glory Land............47Paul and Silas............................47Pick a Bale o’ Cotton ...............48Rock-a-my Soul ......................48Sometimes I Feel......................48Swing Low ...............................48Take Your Shoes off Moses ......49Very Last Day ..........................49Walk together, Children...........50We Shall Overcome .................50Were You there........................50When Israel Was in Egypt’s

Land.......................................50When the Saints Go

Marching in ...........................51Where no one Stands Alone......51A Child Is Born in

Bethlehem .............................52Adeste fideles ............................52Alma Redemptoris Mater ........52Angels We Have Heard on

High ......................................52As It Fell upon a Night.............53Away in a Manger ....................53Brightest and best of the sons

of the morning.......................53Caroling, Caroling....................54Children Go Where I Send

Thee.......................................54Conditor alme siderum.............55Creator of the Stars of Night....55Deck the Halls..........................55Es ist ein Ros entsprungen........56Frosty the Snowman ................56God Rest Ye Merry

Gentlemen.............................56Good King Wenceslas ..............57Hark! The Herald Angels

Sing........................................58

Have Yourself a Merry LittleChristmas...............................58

Here Comes Santa Claus..........58Here We Come A-

Wassailing..............................59I Pastori.....................................59I Saw Three Ships .....................60I Wonder as I Wander...............60I’ll Be Home For Christmas.....61Ich steh an deiner Krippe hier ...61Il est né le divin enfant ..............61In questa notte splendida...........62It Came upon the Midnight

Clear ......................................62Jingle Bell Rock........................62Jingle Bells ................................63Joy to the World.......................63Les anges dans nos

campagnes..............................63Let it Snow ...............................64Lo, how a Rose e’er

Blooming...............................64Maria durch ein’ Dornwald

ging........................................64Maria Walks Amid the Thorn...65Minuit chrétiens........................65Noel..........................................65O Come All Ye Faithful...........66O Come, O Come

Emmanuel..............................66O Holy Night...........................66O Little Town of Bethlehem....67Personent ..................................67Quanno nascette Ninno............68Quem pastores laudavere..........68Re Magi (Vanno vanno)...........69Rise Up Shepherd and

Follow....................................69Riu riu chiu (Guardo el lobo) ...69Rorate caeli desuper..................70

Rudolph the Red NosedReindeer................................ 70

Sans Day Carol......................... 71Santa Claus is Comin’ to

Town..................................... 71Silent Night.............................. 71Silver Bells................................ 72Sing Lullaby (The Infant

King)..................................... 72Soon and Very Soon................. 72Stasera (Aria di neve)................ 73Stille Nacht heilige Nacht........ 73The Christmas Song................. 74The Coventry Carol................. 74The First Noel.......................... 74The Friendly Beast................... 75The King Shall Come when

Morning Dawns .................... 75The Seven Rejoices of Mary .... 75The Twelve Days of

Christmas.............................. 76Tochter Zion............................ 76Tu scendi dalle stelle................. 76Twas in the Moon of

Wintertime............................ 77Unto Us a Boy is Born ............ 77Up on the housetop.................. 77Veni veni Emmanuel................ 78We Three Kings of Orient

Are......................................... 78We Wish You a Merry

Christmas.............................. 78What Child is This?.................. 79When Christ, the Son of

Mary...................................... 79White Christmas...................... 80Winter Wonderland ................. 80

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ROCK – POP – FOLK

A Hard Day’s Night.................80A Heart in New York ..............81Alive in the World....................81All of Me...................................82America ....................................82American Pie ............................82American Tune.........................84An Austrian Went Yodeling.....85And I Love Her ........................85Angie ........................................86Another Saturday Night...........86April Come She Will................87As Tears Go By ........................87Baby Why You Wanna Let

Go..........................................87Back in the USSR....................87Bad Moon Rising.....................88Ballad of Spring Hill .................88Bamboo....................................89Barbara Ann..............................89Battle Cry of Freedom .............89Beautiful day.............................90Blackbird ..................................91Blowin’ in the Wind.................91Bridge Over Troubled

Waters ...................................91Bring it on Home to Me ..........92By the Light of the Silvery

Moon.....................................92Bye, Bye, Love.........................92California Dreaming.................93Camptown Races.....................93Can’t Buy Me Love..................94Can’t Help Falling in Love.......94City of New Orleans................94Clementine...............................95Comfortably Numb .................96Cotton Fields............................96

Dashing away with theSmoothing Iron......................96

Dixie .........................................97Don’t Let Me down..................97Don’t Think Twice, It’s

Alright....................................97Dona Dona................................98Down in the River to Pray.......98Down on the Corner.................99Dream a Little Dream of Me ....99Early in the Morning...............100Edelweis..................................100El condor pasa.........................100Erie Canal ...............................101Everybody Needs Somebody..101Father and Son........................102Five Hundred Miles................102Forever Young........................103Get back..................................103Gimme Some Lovin’ ..............104God Bless them Moonshiners .104Going to Boston .....................105Gypsy Rover ..........................105Happy Together .....................106Happy Wanderer ....................106Help........................................107Here comes the sun.................107Hey Jude.................................108Hold On .................................108Homeward Bound..................108House of the Rising Sun.........109How Long Train Been Gone..109Hymn .....................................110I Can See Clearly Now...........110I Feel Fine...............................110I Saw Her Standing there........111I Should Have Known Better.111I Still Haven’t Found what

I’m Looking for....................112I Want To Hold Your Hand ..112

I Will...................................... 113I’ll Never Find Another You.. 113I’m a Believer......................... 114I’m Looking Through You .... 114I’ve Been Working on the

Railroad .............................. 114If I fell ..................................... 115If I Had a Hammer ................ 115If You Want to Sing out,

Sing out............................... 116If You’re Happy and You

Know it............................... 116Jailhouse Rock ....................... 117Jamaica Farewell .................... 117Johnny B. Goode.................... 117Keep on the Sunny Side ......... 118Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door... 118Kodachrome........................... 119Late in the Evening ................ 119Lean on Me ............................ 120Leaving on a Jet Plane............ 120Lemon Tree............................ 121Let it Be ................................. 121Lord of the Dance................... 122Love Me Do........................... 122Love Me Tender..................... 123Marly Purt Drive.................... 123Me and Julio Down By the

Schoolyard........................... 124Minnie the Moocher............... 124Mister Bojangles..................... 125Mo Ghile Mear “Our Hero”.. 125Mr. Tambourine Man ............ 125Mrs. Robinson ....................... 126MTA Song ............................. 127Mull of Kintyre ...................... 127My Bonnie ............................. 128My Hometown...................... 128My Own Worst Enemy......... 129My Way................................. 129

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New Morning.........................130New York ..............................130No Woman no Cry................131Norwegian Wood...................131Nowhere Man ........................132Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da.............132Octopus’ Garden ....................132Oh Susanna.............................133Old Black Joe .........................133Old Folks at Home ................134One.........................................134Paint it Black..........................135Pat on the Railway.................136Proud Mary ............................136Puff the Magic Dragon ...........137Que será será...........................137Red River Valley...................138Riders.....................................138Rock Around the Clock.........139Rocky Raccoon .....................139Route 66 ................................140Ruby Tuesday........................140Sad Lisa...................................141Sailing.....................................141San Francisco Bay Blues.........141Satisfaction..............................142Save Tonight ..........................142Scarborough Fair ....................143Settle Down............................143She Came in through the

Bathroom Window .............144She Caught the Katy..............144Shenandoah.............................144Shine on Harvest Moon..........145Singin’ in the Rain..................145Sixteen Tons...........................145Slip Sliding Away ...................145Sloop John B...........................146Solitary Man...........................147Something ..............................147

Something More.....................148Stand by Me............................148Streets of Laredo .....................149Streets of London....................149Stuck in a Moment .................150Summertime...........................150Sweet Baby James...................151Sweet Home Alabama............151Sweet Home Chicago.............151Take Me Home Country

Roads...................................152Tears in Heaven......................152Tenting Tonight .....................153The 59th Street Bridge Song

(Feelin’ Groovy) ..................153The Boxer...............................154The Drunken Sailor.................154The Midnight Special..............155The Night they Drove Old

Dixie down ..........................155The River is Here...................156The Sounds of Silence .............156The Times They Are A-

Changing .............................156The Water is Wide..................157There Must Be more to Life

than this ...............................157This Land Is Your Land..........158This Train is bound for glory ..158Those Were the Days..............158Ticket to Ride ........................159Tom Dooley ...........................159Tum-Balalaika........................159Twilight A-Stealing................160Twist and Shout......................160Ukulele Lady ..........................161Van Dieman’s Land ................161Wabash Cannonball................161Wake up Little Susie...............162Walkin’ after Midnight ...........162

Was a Sunny Day................... 163We Can Work It out.............. 163When I’m sixty-four .............. 163When the Ship Comes in ....... 164Where Have All the Flowers

Gone.................................... 165Where the Streets Have no

Name .................................. 165While My Guitar Gently

Weeps.................................. 166Wild Mountain Thyme.......... 166Wild World............................ 167Wish You Were Here ............ 167With a Little Help from My

Friends................................. 168With or Without You............ 168Wonderful Tonight ................ 169Yellow Submarine.................. 169Yesterday ............................... 170You Can’t Do that................. 170You Take my Breath away.... 170You Won’t See Me ................ 171You’ve Got to Hide Your

Love away........................... 171

IRISH AND SCOTTISHSONGS

Both Sides the Tweed ............ 172Carrickfergus.......................... 172Cockles and Mussels............... 172I’ll Tell Me Ma....................... 173Nora....................................... 173Only Our Rivers.................... 174Shady Grove........................... 174The Black Velvet Band.......... 175The Foggy Dew..................... 175The Holy Ground .................. 176The Rose of Tralee................. 176The Spanish Lady................... 177The Star of County Down ..... 177

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The Town I Loved so Well ....178The Wild Rover.....................179

HYMNS

Regina Caeli...........................179Salve Regina...........................180Non nobis...............................180Parce Domine.........................180Before the Break of Daylight..180Dal sangue dell’Agnello

riscattati...............................180Del giorno giunti al termine ...181Dio che di chiara luce..............181Eterno Creatore del mondo....181Eterno Dio immutabile...........181Fu luce la prima parola ...........182Immersi nel grande mistero....182Innalzate nei cieli lo sguardo...182L’aurora risplende di luce........183Liberati dal giogo del male .....183Nel primo chiarore del giorno 183O Cristo splendore divino ......184O Trinità infinita ....................184Per te solo è chiara la notte.....184Prima che sorga l’alba.............185Raggiante fra tenebre dense....185Risplenda nella notte una

gran luce ..............................185Sempre cantiam al rifiorir del

giorno ..................................186Sole che t’alzi..........................186

LATIN SONGS

Veni redemptor gentium........186Attende Domine.....................187Crux fidelis .............................187O filii et filiae..........................188Victimae paschali laudes.........189O ignis Spiritus.......................189Veni Creator Spiritus..............190

Veni Sancte Spiritus................190Adoro te devote ......................190Ave verum ..............................191Lauda Sion Salvatorem ...........191Pange lingua gloriosi...............192Aeterne rerum conditor (Ad

galli cantum)........................193Pater mi ..................................193Jesu dulcis memoria ................193Jesu tibi vivo ...........................194O quam amabilis.....................194Jesu rex admirabilis .................194Christe cunctorum..................194Dulcis Christe .........................195Ubi caritas...............................195Ave generosa...........................195Ave maris stella.......................196Ave Regina caelorum .............196Isti sunt agni novelli ................196Nitida stella.............................197Omni die.................................197O spes mea cara ......................197Stabat Mater ...........................197

LAUDE ANDTROUBADOUR-SONGS

A la clarté................................198Amor dolçe senza pare ............198Anime affaticate et sitibonde...199Ave donna santissima..............199Chanson de mai ......................199Da mi conforto Dio.................199De la crudel morte ..................200Egli è il tuo bon Jesù ...............200Laude novella..........................200Ma vïele ..................................200Magdalena degna de laudare ...201Mère au Sauveur .....................201Ognun m’entenda...................201O côr soave.............................201

Troppo perde il tempo ........... 201Tutor dicendo......................... 202Vero amor è Gesù .................. 203Voi ch’amate lo Criatore........ 203

ITALIAN SONGS

Abramo .................................. 203A noi Signore.......................... 204Al mattino.............................. 204Alleluia della forza .................. 204Allora saprete che esisto.......... 205Amare Ancora ........................ 205Annuncio................................ 205Apparirà.................................. 206Avanti forza............................ 207Ave Maria splendore del

mattino................................ 207Ave Maria stella del mattino .. 207Ballata del potere.................... 208Ballata del tempo perduto...... 208Ballata dell’amore vero........... 209Ballata dell’uomo vecchio ...... 209Ballata della società (L’opera). 210Camminerò............................ 210Cantico dei redenti................. 210Canzone degli occhi e del

cuore.................................... 211Canzone di Maria Chiara ....... 211Che siano una sola cosa .......... 212Com’è bello com’è dolce........ 212Come è grande....................... 213Crocifisso, mio Signor............ 213D’amor pane dolcissimo......... 213Dal profondo .......................... 213Di luce mattutina sorger

nuovo .................................. 214Dove andrò............................. 214Errore di prospettiva............... 214Favola..................................... 215Grazie Signore........................ 216

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Gs cha cha cha ........................216Gustate e vedete .....................216Ho abbandonato.....................217Ho un amico...........................217I cieli .......................................218Il cielo è pieno di stelle............218Il disegno ................................218Il giovane ricco .......................219Il mio volto.............................219Il mistero ................................220Il monologo di Giuda .............220Il nostro cuore.........................221Il popolo canta........................221Il seme ....................................221Il viaggio.................................222In chi.......................................223In comunione..........................223Inno delle scolte di Assisi ........223Io non sono degno ..................224Io ti offro.................................224La canzone della Bassa............224La guerra.................................225La nuova Auschwitz ...............225La pietra..................................225La strada .................................226La traccia ................................226Lasciati fare.............................226Le ore discendono...................226Liberazione n. 2 ......................227Ma non avere paura ................227Ma perché...............................228Magnificat...............................228Marta Marta ...........................228Martino e l’imperatore............229Mattone su mattone ...............229Mi prendi per la mano ............230Miserere..................................230Narrano i cieli.........................230Nel silenzio della notte ...........231Noi non sappiamo chi era.......231

Non c’è nessuno......................232Non son sincera.......................232O dolce casa mia.....................232Parsifal (Canzone dell’ideale) ..233Canzone dell’ideale .................233Perdonami mio Signore ..........233Pim-pam.................................233Povera voce.............................234Preghiera a Maria....................234Quando uno ha il cuore

buono...................................234Quant’è dolce o Salvatore.......235Questo giorno.........................235Qui presso a te ........................235Rossa sera ...............................236Sapete Voi...............................236Se il Signore non costruisce la

città......................................236Signor Signore salvaci tu.........236Sulla collina.............................237Ti adoro Redentore ................237Tu mi guardi dalla croce .........237Tu sei un Dio fedele ................238Vedrò la bontà del Signor .......238Viva la companì......................238

ITALIAN FOLK SONGS

Ai preât le biele stele ...............239Alla mattina ............................239Bella ciao.................................239Bersagliere ha cento penne......239Cjante il gjal............................240Dove sei stato mio bell’alpino.240E col cifolo del vapore.............240El capitan de la compagnia......240Era una notte che pioveva.......240Ij dispiasì de noiautri alpin.......241Il testamento del capitano.......241In licenza.................................241Joska la Rossa .........................242

L’è tre ore che son chi soto..... 242La bella la va al fosso .............. 242La ceseta de Transaqua........... 243La Dosolina ............................ 243La leggenda della Grigna........ 243La montanara ......................... 244La rivista dell’armamento....... 244La Visaille............................... 245Me compare Giacometo......... 245Monte Canino........................ 245Ninna nanna alpina................. 246Signore delle cime .................. 246Stelutis Alpinis........................ 246Sul pajon................................. 246Sul ponte di perati .................. 247Ta-pum.................................. 247Valsugana............................... 248Alla fiera di mastro Andrè....... 248Azzurro................................... 249Caruso.................................... 249Che sarà.................................. 250I coccodrilli............................. 250Il ragazzo della via Gluck ....... 251La Battaglia di Magenta......... 251La santa Caterina.................... 251Romagna mia ........................ 252Tango delle capinere............... 252Dicitencello Vuje.................... 253Era de maggio ........................ 253Funiculì funiculà..................... 254Luntane cchiù luntane ............ 255Malafemmena......................... 255Mandulinata a Napole............ 256Mare nostre ............................ 256Maruzzella.............................. 257’O sole mio............................. 257’O surdato ’nnamurato........... 257Reginella................................ 258Sicilianedda mia...................... 259Silenzio cantatore ................... 259

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Torna a Surriento....................259

FRENCH SONGS

Abraham.................................260Alouette..................................260Champs Elysées......................260Chant de Pénitence.................261Chevaliers de la table ronde....262La samaritaine.........................262Oh doux pays de Chanaan......263Santiano..................................263Seigneur où es-tu?...................264Si Dieu ne nous aimait pas......264Sur le pont d’Avignon.............265Vent fin...................................265Vieux pèlerin ..........................265Zachée ....................................265

SPANISH SONGS

Adiós con el corazón...............266Ahora es Tiempo ....................266Aire castellano-leonés .............266Cambiar al hombre.................267Carbonero...............................268Chan Chan .............................268Cielito lindo............................268Cómo .....................................269Como busca............................269Compañía hacia el destino......269Cuando de mi Patrona............269Dos Cocodrilos.......................269El está aquí..............................270El mar.....................................270

El Rey.....................................271El Señor es mi fuerza...............271Entre a mi pago sin golpear

(La Chacarera) .....................271Este es el día del Señor ............272Estoy alegre.............................272Estrella del mar .......................273Francisco Alegre......................273Gracias a la vida ......................274Gracias por la amistad.............275Granada...................................275Guantanamera.........................276Hombres nuevos.....................276Hoy arriesgaré.........................276La bamba ................................277La cucaracha............................277La Virgen de Guadalupe .........277Las cintas de mi capa...............278Madre de la Paz.......................278María Isabel.............................279Niño lindo...............................279Pasacalles.................................280Pescador de hombres...............280Porompompero.......................280Salve........................................281Serrana mía .............................282Sevillanas del adiós..................282Si me enamoro algún día.........283Solo le pido a Dios ..................283Tío Caimán.............................284Toda la vida ............................284Todos Juntos...........................285Ve Corazón.............................285

Virgen morenita..................... 285Vuestra soy para vos nací ....... 285Vuestra soy pues me criasteis . 285

BRASILIAN SONGS

A canoa................................... 286Alecrim................................... 286Balada de caridade.................. 286Convite a liberdade ................ 287Fica mal com Deus................. 287Garota de Ipanema................. 287Meu são Bendito .................... 288O peixe vivo........................... 288Prece ao vento........................ 289Romaria................................. 289Sou feliz Senhor...................... 290

GERMAN SONGS

Der Mond ist aufgegangen ..... 290Heidenröslein ......................... 290Ein Jäger längs dem Weiher

ging ..................................... 291Ode an die Freude.................. 291

AFRICAN SONGS

Minu Kuntali.......................... 292Pa Ret Ap Domi.................... 292Salelaka Mokonzi ..................... 13

Translations............................ 293Chord Charts ......................... 308

ENGLISH SONGS

A New Creation

R. Veras / J. Fields

DWhat can I call my home?

G

Who is my family?

D

Where do I come from?

What Cis my histo

Ary?

D

Someone long ago G

sailed across the sea,D

left his native home in C

search of A Bmliberty.

As he stepped aboard,G

was he really sure Bm

what he was aiming toward

what Che was looking for?

Bm

Did he long for homeGin a land so strange?

Bm

Did he lose his memory Cwhen his name was

Achanged?

D

Did he sell his histoCry

For a new world fantBm

asy

He could never find beA

yond his dreaming D

mind?

In our land of liberC

ty‚

Oh say did you ever Bmsee

the ideal plan,

the Emself

F#mmade

Gman?

D

DAnd so George Washington

G

I found the liberty D

that Abraham Lincoln

could Cnot have given

A me.

D

Please tell you orphan son G

I finally found freedom, D

more than he could have seen in C his American

A BmDream.

The amber waves of grain

will Gnever be the same.

Bm

’ Cause God has shed his graceC

through a human face. Bm

It happened long ago,

our Gfriendship shows us how

Bm

An event so unforeseen

still Chappens here and

A Dnow.

In our broken histoCry

there’s a new realBm

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if you’re more aware than A

dreamers ever D

dare.

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a new nation

a Emnew

F#m G creation

a Emnew

F#m G A creation.

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Ah, Holy Jesus

Ah, holy Jesus,How hast thou offended,That man to judge theeHath in hate pretended?By foes derided,By thine own rejected,O most afflicted.

Who was the guilty?Who brought this upon thee?Alas, my treason,Jesus, hath undone thee.’Twas I, Lord Jesus,I it was denied thee:I crucified thee.

Lo, the good ShepherdFor the sheep is offered;The slave hath sinnèd,And the Son hath suffered;For man’s atonement,While he nothing heedeth,God intercedeeth.

For me, kind Jesus,Was thine Incarnation,Thy mortal sorrow,And thy life’s oblation;Thy death of anguishAnd thy bitter PassionFor my salvation.

Therefore, kind Jesus,Since I cannot pay thee,I do adore theeAnd will ever pray thee,Think on thy pityAnd thy love unswerving,Not my deserving.

Along the Jordan River

AClong the Jordan

C7

River

there’s a Fgroup of walking

Cmen.

I Ccannot see their

C7

faces

and I Fcannot hear their

Gnames,

but from Cback in

C7

ancient times

many Fprophets have told of

D7

them

and I Cknow I will

G7

go and Csee.

Along the Jordan RiverThere’s a fascinating ManNow I can look at His eyesAnd Jesus is His name.He’s telling of His Father,Really you cannot understand,And I know I must stay and see.

C7

Deep inF

side

a G7

fire burns my Csoul,

C7

Warms my F

heart

While a D7

new awareness G

grows,

WithC

out Him I can’t C7

understand

The F

things anyD7

more,

Deep inCside I know

G7

He is the CLord.

Along the streets of my cityI met a group of working men,I’ve always known their facesAnd I surely know their names,But something new has happenedIn their hearts and in their eyesAnd I know that I must stay and see.

Deep inside a fire burns their souls,Warms their hearts whileA new awareness grows,Without Him they can’t understandThe things anymore,Deep inside they know He is the Lord.

Along the paths of my lifeLots of questions come and go.

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Sometimes they made me cry’Cause I didn’t know who to ask «why?»,But now I’ve met the Lord of life,He lives strongly in these men,And I know I must stay and sing.

Deep inside a fire burns my soul,Warms my heartWhile a new awareness grows,Without Him I can’t understandThe things anymore;Deep inside I know He is the Lord.

Amazing Grace

AG

mazing G7

grace, how Csweet the

G sounds‚

that saved a Emwretch

A like

D me.

D7

I Gonce was

G7

lost, but Cnow am

G found‚

was Emblind but

Cnow

D I

G see.

’T was grace that taught my heart to fearand grace my fears relieved;how precious did that grace appearthe hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares,I have already come;’tis grace that brought me safe thus farand grace will lead me home.

How sweet the name of Jesus soundsin a believers ear.It soothes his sorrows, heals the woundsand drives away his fear.

Must Jesus bear the cross aloneand all the world go free?No, there’s a cross for ev’ry oneand there’s a cross for me.

When we’ve been there ten thousand years,bright shining as the sun,we’ve no less days to sing God’s praise.than when we first begun.

Ave Maria Star of Every Morning

Ave Maria stella del mattino (p. 207)

G

Ave MaG°

ria‚G

Star of every G°

morning Am

You have been D

watching

Over Cus through the

G night.

Please watch and B7

pray for us,C

Who now begin a new B7

day,

Please watch and Cpray for us,

Am

For every day of our whole E ffff

life Dhere,

E ffff

Ave MaD

ria.

Ave Maria.Mother of all of us,Show us Christ, your sweet Son,Whom you have borneFor us all in your womb.He was born for every man,To free us all from death for everAnd He died for every man, to lead us back to a

true life.Ave Maria.

Ave Maria.You who are so full of grace,Show to us the right way,Where life is waiting, ready waiting for us.Please ask our LordTo give us all His loving mercy,Please ask in our nameThat we may be forever peaceful.Amen

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Away for Rio!

Oh the Danchor is weighed and the

Asails they are

D set‚

AD

way, for G DRio!

The Gfolks that we’re

Dleaving we’ll

Anever

Dforget‚

For we’re Dbound for the

ARio

DGrande.

Fare thee D

well, A

ladies, fareDwell.

AD

w ay, for G DRio!

So Ganchors a

Dw ay, we’re

Aleaving

Dtoday

For we’re D bound for the

ARio

DGrande!

So pack up your donkey and get under way,Away, for Rio!The girls we are leaving can take half our payFor we’re bound for the Rio Grande.

Fare thee well …

Oh heartbroken damsels we want you to know,Away, for Rio!We love you, dear ladies, we sure hate to go,Then away to the Rio Grande.

Fare thee well …

Ballad of the Old Man

Ballata dell’uomo vecchio (p. 209)(Capo: 3rd Fret)

EmAll the

Amsadness that I

Em feel‚

The Amlove that I don’t

Em feel‚

Are of B7

many, Em

many years.

All the Amsuffering that I

Emcause,

The Am

faith that I opG

pose,

Are of B7

many, Em

many years.

God I’m Amold by

Emnow‚

yes I’Am D

m very Emold‚

though you Am

know how Gold,

yet you reB7

main.

I would like to see you God,I’d like to see you God,But it is not possible.His face is the one you have,The very face you have,Which for me is terrible.God, I’m old by now,yes I’m very old,though you know how old,yet you remain.

Please Emlisten Lord,

AmStay on here with

Emme‚

ReAmpeat again to

Emme‚

Your B7

loving Em

word. Repeat again,

The Am

word that with your Em

love‚

You Amgave to me one

Gday,

With whichB7

I was Emsaved.

I would like to see you God …

All the fear that I feel,The love that I don’t feelAre of many, many years.All the sadness that I know,The faith that I oppose areof many, many years.God, I’m old by now,Yes, I’m very old,But if you wish,You will save me.

Please listen Lord …

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Caribbean amphibian

I A

know a tropical island

Where the D

mango moon

And baEnana sun shine

And Aon this tropical island

There Dlives a

Ecousin of

Amine.

SomeD

times he lives in the C#m water

SomeB

times he E7

lives on the A

land

SomeD

times he likes to go A

sun himself

On Dsoft Ca

Eribbean

A sand.

He’s a CaDribbean am

Aphibian

He E

likes to hop in the Atropical

sea

CaDribbean am

Aphibian

A E

frog in a coconut Atree.

The flying fish and the turtlesThey’ve seen him hipWhere the pineapple growsHe likes to see all the islandsSo island hopping he goes.

Sometimes he hips to JamaicaSometimes to Haiti he hopsSometimes a warm Puerto Rico beachIs where he finally stops.

He’s a Caribbean amphibian …

Sometimes he lives in the waterSometimes he lives on the landSometimes he likes to play musicIn an all amphibian band.

He’s a Caribbean amphibian …

Come down O Love Divine

DCome down, O Love

E A divine‚

DSeek Thou this

Bmsoul

Eof

Amine,

D And

G visit it with Thine own ardor

A D glowing‚

Bm O Comfor

Dter

E draw

Anear,

Am Within my

Em heart ap

Apear,

And Dkindle it, Thy holy

Gflame

A D bestowing.

O let it freely burn,till earthly passions turnTo dust and ashes in its heat consuming;And let Thy glorious lightShine ever on my sight,And clothe me round, the while my path

illuming.

And so the yearning strong,With which the soul will long,Shall far outpass the power of human telling;For none can guess its grace,Till he become the placeWherein the Holy Spirit makes its dwelling.

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Come my Way My Truth My Life

George Herbert (1593–1632)(b 243)

D Come, my

Amway, my

G truth, my

Amlife:

Bm such a

Amway, as

Ggives us

Ambreath;

Fsuch a

G truth, as

Amends

Emall s

Dtrife;

Csuch a

D life, as

Em Amkilleth

D9 death.

Come, my light, my feast, my strength:such a light, as shows a feastsuch a feast, as mends in lengthsuch a strength, as makes his guest.

Come, my joy, my love, my heart:such a joy, as none can move,such a love, as none can part,such a heart, as joys in love.

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Come O Creator Spirit

CCome, O Cr

Geator

AmSpirit,

Gcome,

F

And make withCin our

Dmhearts

GYour

C (E)home,

AmTo us your

Egrace e

Amtern

Dal

G give,

DmWho of your

G breathing

F move

Gand

Clive.

Our senses with Your light inflame,Our hearts to heavenly love reclaim;Our bodies’ poor infirmityWith strength perpetual fortify.

Our earthly foe afar repel,Grant us henceforth in peace to dwell;And so to us, with You for guide,No ill shall come no harm betide.

May we by You the Father learn,And know the Son, and you discern,Who are of both; and thus adoreIn perfect faith for evermore.F C Amen.

Dashing away with the smoothing iron

’Twas Gon a

CMonday

Dmorning

And Gthere I

Csaw my

Ddarling

she Glooked so

Cneat and

Gcharming

in ev’ry A high de

Dgree.

She C looked so neat and

G nimble

B7

O

a-Em

washing Aof her

Dlinen O

GD ashing a

Cway with the

D smoothing iron,

G dashing a

Cway with the

D smoothing iron,

Gdashing a

Cway with the

G smoothing iron

she G stole my

D heart a

Gway .

’Twas on a Tuesday morning … … A-hanging out her linen O …

’Twas on a Wednesday morning … … A-starching of her linen O …

’Twas on a Thursday morning … … A-ironing of her linen O …

’Twas on a Friday morning … … A-folding of her linen O …

’Twas on a Saturday morning … … A-airing of her linen O …

’Twas on a Sunday morning … … A-wearing of her linen O …

Faithful Cross

Crux fidelis (p. 187)

Faithful Cross! above all other

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One and only noble tree!None in foliage, none in blossom,None in fruit thy peer may be;

Dearest wood and dearest iron!Dearest weight is hung on thee.

Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle,Sing the ending of the fray;Now above the Cross, the trophy,Sound the loud triumphant lay:Tell how Christ, the world’s Redeemer,As a victim won the day.

Faithful Cross …

God in pity saw man fallen,Shamed and sunk in misery,When he fell on death by tastingFruit of the forbidden tree;Then another tree was chosenWhich the world from death should free.

Dearest wood …

Thus the scheme of our salvationWas of old in order laid,That the manifold deceiver’sArt by art might be outweighed,And the lure the foe put forwardInto means of healing made.

Faithful Cross …

Therefore when the appointed fullnessOf the holy time was comeHe was sent who maketh all thingsForth from God’s eternal home;Thus He came to earth, incarnate,Offspring of a maiden’s womb.

Dearest wood …

Hear the helpless baby cryingWhere the narrow manger stands;See how she, His Virgin Mother,Ties His limbs with slender bands,Swaddling clothes she wraps about Him,And confines God’s feet and hands!

Faithful Cross …

Thirty years among us dwelling,His appointed time fulfilled,Born for this, He meets His Passion,For that this He freely willed,On the Cross the Lamb is liftedWhere his life-blood shall be spilled.

Dearest wood . . .

He endured the nails, the spitting,Vinegar, and spear, and reed;From that holy Body brokenBlood and water forth proceed;Earth, and stars, and sky, and oceanBy that flood from stain are freed.

Faithful Cross …

Bend thy boughs, O Tree of GloryThy relaxing sinews bend;For a while the ancient rigorThat thy birth bestowed, suspend;And the King of heavenly beautyOn thy bosom gently tend!

Dearest wood …

Thou alone wast counted worthyThis world’s ransom to uphold;For a shipwreck’d race preparingHarbor, like the Ark of old;With the sacred Blood anointedFrom the smitten Lamb that rolled.

Faithful Cross …

To the Trinity be gloryEverlasting, as is meet;Equal to the Father, equalTo the Son, and Paraclete:Trinal Unity, whose praisesAll created things repeat. Amen.

Dearest wood …

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Flattire Freeway

Riro Maniscalco / Richard Veras

I dreamed I’d seen a green gardenIn this skyscraper forest that lets nothing new

growThe fresh water showers dry weeds into flowersAnd sprinkles on seedlings unknown

I longed just for one true storyIn this wastepaper playground only tall tales

get toldGive me news to delight me, and words to invite

meTo watch the way real life unfolds

My hope needs mendin’ but my need isunbendin’

My wantin’ don’t ever get coldI can’t help wishin’ while guitar strings keep

fishin’For a tune that will never get oldLa la la

I looked for another wonderIn this highwire circus where no risk is too boldKeep your clowns and your lions, let the

trapeze keep flyin’But give my heart something to hold

Will destiny come to greet meOn this flattire freeway where nobody gets

home?The rest stops don’t feed me, the maps never

lead meTo a face that replaces alone

My hope needs mendin’…

Great getting’ up mornin’

In that C

great getting’ up mornin’,

Fare thee F

well, fare thee Cwell,

In that C

great getting’ up mornin’

Fare thee F

well, Gfare thee

Cwell.

Stop and let me tell you ’bout the coming of theSavior … (2x)

God’s gonna up and speak to Gabriel … (2x)

Now pick up your silver trumpet …

Blow it so my people know it …

You will see the coffins bustin’ …

Then you’ll see the moon a-bleedin’ …

You will see the stars a-fallin’ …

Preacher lay aside your Bible …

There’s a better day a-comin’ …

When the Christians shout in glory …

How Great Thou Art

O Lord, my A

God, when I in awesome D wonder

Consider Aall the works Thy hands have

A made.

I see the A

stars, I hear the rolling D

thunder‚

Thy power throughA

out the E

universe A

displayed.

|: Then sings my A

soul, my DSavior God, to

A Thee‚

How great Thou E7

art, how great Thou A

art. :|

And when I think that God, his Son notsparing

Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it inThat on the cross, His burden gladly bearingHe bled and died to take away my sin.

Then sings my soul …

When Christ shall come with shouts ofacclamation,

And take me home, what joy shall fill myheart.

When I shall bow in humble adoration

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And there proclaim: my God how great Thouart.

Then sings my soul …

I Am A Pilgrim

I am a Am Dpilgrim, and a

G° Gstranger

Wandering C F7

through t his wearisome G Dland

I have a G home

B7

in that yonder C city‚

Good ALord, and it’s not

G A7

made‚ not D made by

G hand

I have a mother, a sister and a brother,Who have gone to that sweet land,I am determined to go and see them,All over on that distant shore

As I walk down the River JordanJust to bathe my weary soul,If I could touch but the hem of his garmentWell, I believe it would make me whole

I’m on my way

I’m on my E

way, and I won’t turn B back

I’m on my E

way, and I won’t turn B back

I’m on my E7

way, and I won’t turn A Amback

I’m on my E

way, great B

God, I’m on my E

way.

I asked my brother to come with me …

If he won’t come, I’ll go alone …

I asked my sister to come with me …

If she won’t come, I’ll go alone …

If I Had My Way

You Aread ab

Dout

ASamp

Dson,

you Aread ab

Dout his

Abirth

D …

He was the strongest manthat ever lived on Earth.One day old Sampsonwas walking aloneHe looked down on the groundand he saw an old jaw-bone.He lifted up that jaw-boneand he swung it over his head,and when it got to movingten thousand was dead.

If I had my A

w ay,F #m A

If I Chad my

Dw ay in this

Awicked world,

If I Ahad

C#

my F#mway I would

B tear this

E building

A D A D A D Adown.

Sampson and the liongot in attackSampson he crawled upon the lion’s back.You read about this lion –he killed a man with his pawSampson he got his handsaround the lion’s jaw;and he ripped that beasttill the lion was deadand the bees made honeyin the lion’s head.

If I had my way …

Delilah was a women,she was fine and fairShe had lovely looks, God knows,and cold black hair.Delilah she climbed upon Sampson’s kneeand said “Tell me where your strength lies,if you please”.She talked so fine, she talked so fair,Sampson said Delilah, “Cut of my hair,shave my head just as clean as your handand my strength will be like a natural man.”

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If I had my way …

Jesus, My Lord, My God, My All

DJesus, my Lord, my

AGod, my

Dall

how can I Emlove Thee

D Aas I

D ought

and how revere this A

wondrous D gift

so far surEmpassing

Dhope

Aor

D thought.

DSweet Sacra

Gment, we

AThee

Bmadore

O make us G love Thee

A more and

D more

O make us G love Thee

Bmmore

Aand

D more.

Had I but Mary’s sinless heartto love Thee with, my dearest KingO with what bursts of fervent praise,Thy goodness, Jesus would I sing.

Sweet Sacrament …

O! see upon the altar placedthe victim of divinest love!Let all the earth below adore,and join the choirs of heav’n above.

Sweet Sacrament …

Little David Play on Your Harp

Little David, E

play on your harp,A

H alleElu,

Ahalle

Elu,

Little David E

play on your harp,B

H alleE

lu!

David was a shepherd boyHe kill Goliath and shout for joy.

Little David, play on your harp …

Joshua was the son of NunHe never would quit till his work was done.


I told you once, I told you twiceYou’ll never get to heaven shootin’ dice.


Lord of all Hopefulness

1. DLord of all

Ahopefulness,

BmLord of all

Djoy,

Whose A trust ever

Dchildlike,

No Gcares can des

Atroy ,

Be Gthere at our

Dwaking

And give us, we G

pray

Your Bmbliss in our

Dhearts, Lord,

At the Gbreak of the

Dday.

2. Lord of all eagerness,Lord of all faith,Whose strong hands were skilledAt the plane and the lathe,Be there at our laborsAnd give us, we pray,Your strength in our hearts, Lord,At the noon of the day.

3. Lord of all kindliness,Lord of all grace,Your hands swift to welcome,Your arms to embrace,Be there at our homing,And give us, we pray,Your love in our hearts, Lord,At the eve of the day.

4. Lord of all gentleness,Lord of all calm,Whose voice is contentment,Whose presence is balm,Be there at our sleeping,And give us, we pray,

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Your peace in our hearts, Lord,at the end of the day.

Magnificat

Mary, as you held your lovely boy babe,Did you gladly welcome the miracle God had

made,Wondering as you gazed at Him, King of all

Kings,That this helpless child mankind would redeem?

My soul magnifies the Lord,My spirit sings His praise;He has look upon His handmaid,And blessed me in all ways,Though my life bring care and sorrow,I’ll trust in God above,For He has done great things for meWith unending mercy and love.

Mary, as He grew, were you burdened by fear?Did you hold your heart when you saw He was

nowhere near?Trembling as you heard how He spoke to the

scribes,Did you know then He would offer His life?

Mary, as you wept burning tears for your son,Did your soul delight at the victory He had

won?Mother, will you guide me, help me to

understandHow my own life changed when God became

man?

Mary Did You Know

Mary did you know that your baby boywould one day walk on water?Mary did you know that your baby boywould save our sons and daughters,did you know that your baby boyhas come to make you newand the child that you deliverwould soon deliver you?

Mary did you know that your baby boywould give sight to the blind men?Mary did you know that your baby boywould calm a storm with his hand,did you know that your baby boyhas walked where angels trodand when you kiss your little boyyou have kissed the face of God.

The blind will see, the deaf will hearthe dead will live againthe lame will leap, the dumb will speakthe praises of the lamb.

Oh Mary did you know that your baby boyis God of all creation?Mary did you know that your baby boywould one day rule the nations,did you know that your baby boywas heaven’s perfect loveand the sleeping child you’re holdingis the great “I am”.

Mary’s Son

Did we Dmever

C sing of the Infant

DmGod

Who Gm

made His Am

mother’s wonder Dm

wide?

The Child she Ambore would save the

B ffff world.

He Gm

made His Am

mother’s wonder Dm

wide.

Did we ever sing of Mary’s boyWho left His mother worried sick?He had to go to teach the priests.He left his mother worried sick.

Did we ever sing of the Son of GodWhose mother’s face was helpless griefWhen she saw Him heave the cross again?His mother’s face was helpless grief.

Did we ever sing of the Risen LordWho turned his mother’s tears to joy?The Child she bore had saved the world!The turned His mother’s tears to joy.

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Memorare

Barbara Gagliotti / Chris Vath

Never was it F#m Bm known‚ O

GVirgin of

A virgins,

Never was it F#m Bm known‚ O

G Mother of

A all ‚

Never did an F#mangel bear such

Bmglad tidings

GAs those

Dtold of your

GSon, your Cr

Aeator.

O what confidence Your tender love impartsSo, inspired, we run to Your side;Before You our sin reveals its sorrow,You whose sorrow and suffering were foretold.

F#mWe who

Bmseek shelter in Your

F#mmantel of

G grace‚

Whose inG

constant A

plea receives C

constant E Areply‚

Who F#mhope against

Bmhope in Your

F#mswift

Gintercession‚

Are Gleft not a

Abandoned, and are

Cleft not

E A G Aunheard.

So remembeF#m Bm r us‚ O

GQueen of

Aheaven,

Look not with disF#mpleas

Bmure on our

G humble

Aappeal‚

Merciful F#m

Mother of the Bm

Word made flesh,G

Hear the D

cry of Your Gchildren and

Aanswer

D us.

A D Amen.

Morning has Broken

T: Eleanor Farjeon – M: traditional

Morning has C

broDm

kenG

like the first F

morC

ning,

blackbird has Em

spoAm

kenD7

like the first G

bird.G7

C

Praise for the F

singing,C

praise for the Am

morD7

ning,G

praise for them, C

sprinF

gingG

fresh from the C

Word.

Sweet the rain’s new fallsunlit from heaven,like the first dewfallon the first grass.Praise for the sweetnessof the wet garden,sprung in completenesswhere his feet pass.

Mine is the sunlight,mine is the morningborn of the one lightEden saw play!Praise with elation,praise every morning,God’s recreationof the new day!

My Father Sings to Me

Richard Veras – Riro Maniscalco

GIn the

Dworld there is a

Gvoice

Am

and it sings with a Dmission

G

In my B7

life there is a Emchoice

and I’ve cChosen to

Glisten

D G

to the Dsound of life and

Gfreedom

Am

to a strong, insistent D

cry G

In the B7

world there is SomeEmone

asking C

me to ask Him “Am D7

Why?” G

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G My Father

Dsings to

Em me

in C

endless eGlation

B7 Em

He C

sings my eGxistence

He C

sings my salGvation

A B7

song that has been Em

written

in Charmony with

Gyearning

A Bmtune beyond my

Chope

with Am

words beyond my Dlearning

I’m deafened by my meannessYet still His song resoundsDiscouraged by my weaknessYet still His grace aboundsI’ve discerned Him in the noiseI have heard Him in the silencemy heart has found its keyin the music of His presence

My Father sings to me …

So I could hear more clearlyMy Father’s Son was slainHe rose above the discordHis blood runs through my veinsThe Son sings of His SpiritWhose sound is unityThe Spirit sings a movementthat keeps on moving me

My Father sings to me …

My Song Is Love Unknown

(b 247)

My D song is love

Aunk

Bmnown

my DSaviour’s

F#mlove to

G me.

Em

Love Ato the

A7

loveless Dshown

that Bmthey might

Elovely

A be.

But Amwho am

Em I‚ that

Gfor my

Bm sake

my D Lord should take frail

G7+

flesh Aand

D die.

He came from his blest thronesalvation to bestow,but men made strange and nonethe longed for Christ should know.But oh my friend, my friend indeed,who at my need his life should spend.

Here might I stay and singno story so divine.Never was love, dear Kingnever was grief like thine.This is my friend, in whose sweet praiseI all my days should gladly spend.

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Nazareth morning

Riro Maniscalco / Richard Veras

She Gbreaks the

Cdarkness with a

Ghope no one has

D Gseen

Beneath her Cheart there grows a

G grace that has

not D Cbeen

Nazareth G Morning

C

Has come to Gbe

C

The dawn that Geyes have

D longed to

D7

see

Carpenter’s lady with a baby at her breastA humble court where kings and shepherds are

her guestsNazareth MorningBethlehem StarA light for people near and far

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CD awn grows to

G Day

C

Day comes to G stay

C

The dark of G Em

sin won’t dim the D

way

The darkness lied and tried to hide the day indeath

Yet in her cries there lies a hope in every breathNazareth MorningCalvary Night,Can never stop the truth and light

Another morning brings an unexpected lightAnother Mary sees an unexpected sightNazareth MorningRolls stones awayNo night can end this endless day

Nazareth MorningWill always beThe dawn that longs to set us freeThe dawn that longs to set us freeThe dawn that longs to set us free

Now that the Day Has Run its Course

Now that the day has run its courseO blest Creator of mankind,illumine our expectant nightand wake us in eternal light.

Keep vigil o’er our sleep this night,we ask of Your sweet tenderness,release our weary bodies fromtemptations of the evil one.

O hear us, God omnipotent,deliver us, O Christ our Lord,who, with the Holy Spirit, reignsin glory through eternity. Amen.

O Merciful Redeemer

O merciful Redeemer, hear;in pity now incline thine ear;accept the contrite prayers we raisein this our fast of forty days.

Our hearts are open, Lord, to Thee,and knowing our iniquity,pour out on us Thy healing grace,restore to life a fallen race.

Our sins are great, our wills are weak,but Thy forgiveness, Lord, we seek,and for the glory of Thy name,do Thou, our wounded souls reclaim.

O grant, most holy Trinity,Thou undivided Unity,That these, our holy Lenten daysincrease our merit and Thy praise. Amen.

O Most Holy One

O sanctissima (p. 26)

O most holy one,O most lowly one,Loving Virgin, Maria!Mother, maid of fairest love,Lady, Queen of all above,Ora, ora pro nobis!

Virgin ever fair,Mother, hear our prayer,Look upon us, Maria!Bring to us your treasure,Grace beyond all measure;Ora, ora pro nobis!

O sanctissima

(English version p. 26)

CO

Fsanc

Ctissima, O

F C piissima‚

Dulcis, AmVirgo

G D GMaria!

Mater Dm G

amata‚ Cintemer

Gata‚

C FOra,

C Fora pro

C G C nobis!

Virgo respice, Mater aspice,Audinos, O Maria!Tu medicinam, portas divinam,Ora, ora pro nobis!

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Old Folks at Home

C C7 F F#° / C Am Dm G7 / C C7 F F#° / C G7 C CG G7 C C7 / F F C G / C C7 F F#° / C G7 C C

Way down upon de Swanee ribber,Far, far away,Dere’s wha my heart is turning ebber,Dere’s wha de old folks stay.All up and down de whole creation,Sadly I roam,Still longing for de old plantation,And for de old folks at home.

All de world am sad and dreary,Ebry where I roam,Oh! darkeys how my heart grows weary,Far from de old folks at home.

All round de little farm I wanderedWhen I was young,Den many happy days I squandered,Many de songs I sung.When I was playing wid my brudderHappy was I –.Oh! take me to my kind old mudder,Dere let me live and die.


One little hut among de bushes,One dat I love,Still sadly to my mem’ry rushes,No matter where I roveWhen will I see de bees a hummingAll round de comb?When will I hear de banjo tummingDown in my good old home?


Peter, Do You Love Me?

DJesus came u

D7

pon his friendsGFishin’ in the

Dsea.

He caused their nets to Bmoverflow,

Then E7 said, “Come eat with

A me.”

He D served them all,

D7 one by one,

Of the Gfish and the

D bread.

They gazed in wonderBm at their Lord,

GRisen

A from the

D dead.

Then Jesus asked, “DPeter, do you

Bmlove

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“GYes I

Ado my

DLord.”

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“E7 Yes I do my

ALord.”

“Then Dfeed my

D7

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D sheep‚

Feed my Bmsheep.” “

GYes I

Awill my

D Lord.”

Now Simon Peter loved the Lord,though Him he had denied.Filled with shame he could not meethis gentle Master’s eye.But Jesus gazed at His friendwith mercy so profound,That Peter answered “Yes, my Lord!”and shared His cross and crown.

Then Jesus asked …

Now we too hear our Savior’s voice,calling us to Him.Like Peter, we turn away,silenced by our sin.But we must offer all to Him,and echo Peter’s “yes”,For in His mighty, tender love,lies our happiness!

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Then Jesus asked …

Poor Wayfaring Stranger

I am a Bm poor way

Efaring

Bm stranger,

Wand’ring Emthrough this world of

Bmwoe‚

There is no Bmsickness,

Etoil nor

Bmdanger

In that bright E

world to Em

which IBm

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I’m going Bm there to

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Efather,

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going Bm there no

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roam,

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going Emover

BmJordan,

I’m Bm7

only Emgoing over

Bmhome.

I feel my sins are all forgiven,My hopes are stayed on things above,I’m going away to yon bright heavenWhere all is joy and peace and love.

I’m going there to meet my brothers,They’ve gone before me one by one,I’m only going over Jordan,I’m only going over home.

I know dark clouds will gather ’round me,I know my way is rough and steep,But beauteous fields lie just before me,Where souls redeemed their vigils keep.

I’m going there to meet my Saviour,I’m going there to see my Lord,I’m only going over JordanI’m only going over home.

I want to sing salvation’s story,In concert with that blood-washed band,I want to wear a crown of gloryWhen I get home to that bright land.

I’m going there to see my Saviour,And shout his praise through heaven’s dome,I’m only going over Jordan,I’m only going over home.

Praise to the Lord

FPraise to the Lord,

The AlCmighty, the

B ffff

king of C F

creation‚F

O my soul, praise him,

For he Cis your

B ffff

health and C F

salvation.F

Come all who B ffff

hear: Fnow to his altar draw

C near‚

FJoining in glad

C Fadoration.

Praise to the Lord,Who shall prosper our work and defend us;Surely his goodness and mercyShall daily attend us.Ponder anew what the Almighty can do,Who with his love will be friend us.

Praise to the Lord!O let all that is in us adore him!All that has life and breathCome now with praise before him!Let the “Amen” sound from his people again.Now as we worship before him.

Prayer to Mary

Preghiera a Maria (p. 234)

Maria, you who have waited here in silence,For His true word to us all,

Help us to welcome in our heartsYour only Son who now lives in us.

Maria, you who have been so mild and gentle,In front of your sweet Lord,

Help us …

Maria, you who have borne forever sweetlyThe enormous gift of His love,

Help us …

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Maria, all of your Son’s unfair sufferingsYou’ve borne with humility,

Help us …

Maria, you who forever live in gloryTogether with your Lord,

Help us …

Prayerful Song

Kristi Brown 2001

Now and then a weariness,that I cannot resist,causes me to see my lifeas so much desperate risk,a beggar’s tattered wish.

At those times my peace is lost,washed away by tears;like a child in the darkI am filled with fear,wanting someone near.

So I ask in prayerful songthat the One to whom I belongwill help me to seeall that Hepromises my life to be,the joy for which I long.

Once I thought that following Himwould hinder pain and loss;reveling in the Resurrection,I forgot the cost,I denied the Cross.

Every day I rebel againstthe Way He made for me;though my life is but a gift,I clutch it selfishly,thinking to be free.

So I ask in prayerful songthat the One to whom I belongwill help me to beendlessly

attentive to the Mystery,the joy for which I long

So I ask in prayerful songthat the One to whom I belongwill help me to beendlesslyattentive to the Mystery,the desire behind the song.

Rivers of Babylon

1. By the waters, the waters of Babylon2. We sat down and wept, and wept, for thee,

Zion3. We remember, we remember, we remember

thee, Zion.

Shepherd of Souls

1. G

Shepherd of Dsouls re

Amfresh

D and

G bless

Em Your chosen

A7

pilgrim Dflock

Amwith manna in the

Dwilderness

with C

water Gfrom

Dthe

Grock.

2. We would not live by bread alonebut by Your word of gracein strength of which we travel onto our abiding place.

3. Be known to us in breaking bread,but do not then departsavior abide with us and spreadYour table in our heart.

4. Lord sup with us in love divine;Your body and Your blood,That living bread that heav’nly winebe our immortal food.

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Shining in God’s Glory

Kristi Brown 2001

Oh, the whole, wide world’sShining with God’s glory,And in my neighbor’s eye,I see my sweet Lord’s face;All around me calls a pow’rful beauty,Leading down the path to Love’s embrace.

I heard a story ’bout a woman,Who, walking with her child,Gazed up at the last morning star;She cried, “Oh, how lovely is this blessed

world,And how great, my God, You are!”

Oh, the whole, wide world’s …

In the bright day or shadowed night,Whether my soul feels burdened or light,I want to see it all with that wise woman’s

eyes,full of hope, full of wonder.

Oh, the whole, wide world’s …

Should Auld Acquaintance Be Forgot

Should Dauld acquaintance

Abe forgot,

and Dnever brought to

Gmin’?

Should Dauld acquaintance

Abe forgot,

and Ddays o’

Glang

Dsyne?

For Dauld lang

Asyne, my dear,

for Dauld lang

Gsyne,

we’ll Dtak’ a cup o’

Akindness yet,

for Dauld

Glang

Dsyne.

And there’s a hand, my trusty frien’and gie’s a hand o’thine;and we’ll tak’ a right guid willy-waught

for auld lang syne.

For auld lang syne, my dear …

Sing of Mary

DSing of

GMary,

Dpure and

A lowly,

DVirgin

G Mother

Aunde

Dfiled

DSing of

G God’s own

DSon most

AHoly,

D Who be

Gcame her

Alittle

Dchild.

DF airest child of

Gfairest

Amother,

D God the Lord, who

Gcame to

Aearth,

DWord made

Gflesh, our

Dvery

Abrother,

DTakes our

Gnature

Aby His

Dbirth.

Sing of Jesus, son of Mary,In the home of Nazareth.Toil and labour cannnot wearyLove enduring unto death.Constant was the love He gave her,Though He went forth from her side,Forth to preach and heal and suffer,Till on Calvary He died.

Glory be to God the Father;Glory be to God the Son;Glory be to God the Spirit;Glory to the Three in One.From the heart of blessed Mary,From all Saints the song ascends,And the church the strain re-echoesUnto earth’s remotest ends.

Stabat Mater (English)

Stabat Mater (p. 197)

1. At the Cross her station keepingStood the mournful mother weepingClose to Jesus to the last.

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2. Through her heart His sorrow sharingAll His bitter anguish bearingNow at length the sword has passed.

3. O, how sad and sore distressedWas that mother, highly blessedOf the sole begotten One.

4. Christ above in torment hangs,She beneath beholds the pangsOf her dying, glorious Son.

5. Is there one who would not weepWhelmed in miseries so deep,Christ’s dear mother to behold?

6. Can the human heart refrainFrom partaking in her pain,In that mother’s pain untold?

7. Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled,She beheld her tender ChildAll with bloody scourges rent.

8. For the sins of His own nation,Saw Him hang in desolationTill His spirit forth He sent.

9. Let me mingle tears with thee,Mourning Him who mourned for me,All the days that I may live.

10. By the Cross with thee to stay;There with thee to weep and pray,That is all I ask of thee.

11. O thou Mother! Font of Love!Touch my spirit from above;Make my heart with thine accord.

12. Make me feel as thou hast felt;Make my soul to glow and meltWith the love of Christ my Lord.

13. Virgin of all virgins blest,Listen to my tard request;Let me share thy grief divine.

14. Let me, to my latest breath,In the body, bear the deathOf that dying Son of thine.

15. Holy Mother! pierce me through,In my heart each wound renewOf my Savior crucified.

16. While my body here decays,May my soul thy goodness praise,Safe in paradise with thee. Amen.

The Day Thou Gavest Lord Is Ended

John Ellerton

The Gday thou

Dgavest,

EmLord, is

D ended‚

the Gdarkness

Emfalls at

Amthy be

Dhest;

to Gthee our

Dmorning

Emhymns

D ascended‚

thy Gpraise shall

Emsancti

Amfy our

G rest.

We thank thee that thy church, unsleeping,while earth rolls onward into light,through all the world her watch is keeping,and rests not now by day or night.

As over each continent and islandthe dawn leads on another day,the voice of prayer is never silent,nor dies the strain of praise away.

The sun that bids us rest is wakingour brethren ’neath the western sky,and hour by hour fresh lips are makingthy wondrous doings heard on high.

So be it, Lord; thy throne shall neverlike earth’s proud empires, pass away:thy kingdom stands, and grows forever,till all thy creatures own thy sway.

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The Design

Il disegno (p. 218)

In the Am

deepest sea of Dmsilence

Just a Gsingle voice was

C Eheard‚

In a Amnight without an

Dmend

There was Gonly a spark of

C Elight

Where nothing Fhad been present

E E7

before.

AlAm

ready You had Dm

written

My Gname among the

C Estars‚

AlAm

ready You had Dmplanned

My Glife entwined with

C EYours‚

You had alF

ready written of E E7

me.

And then when from Your mindThe stars began to shine,And then when from Your handsThe earth was born in time,Where nothing had been present before.

Already You had written …

And then when You had stretchedThe vastness of the sky,And on it You had paintedThe rainbows and the clouds,Where nothing had been present before.

Already You had written …

And then when You had carvedThe valleys and the hills,And then when You had drawnThe path of every man;I know You did it also for me.

I did not know my longing,Till I encountered You,I see what freedom is;Your plan prepared for me.

I will not search for more because

You will save me Am

now.

The Forgotten


All aloneSearching for a human faceLosing hopeForgetting what they mean by “grace”Walking through another dayForgetful feet forget the wayAre you my destiny?And are you really here with me?

I remember seeing you with clarityI forget as much again, and moreCan you throw this dog a scrap of charity?… as he tries to remember.

You approach,wearing a suspicious maskI pass by,too afraid to even askPretending I can walk alonewhile mem’ry cuts me to the boneI wish I could forget,and hope you keep reminding me.

Do I ignore the need and let it be?… but my heart won’t go awayCan you jog a former leper’s memory?… ’cause I need to remember

Will you be a stumbling block along my way?Or will I walk into myself?Can you teach a dumb apostle how to pray?… I’m trying to remember

Help me to remember who I amHelp me to remember that You Are.

The Morn Dawns Refulgent with Glory

The morn dawns refulgent with glory,the heavens are vested in song,the earth echoes forth hymns of gladness

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to Christ, who has risen from dèath.

Death’s power is vanquished by life,and sin has been washed clean by love,and Christ in His glorious splendorillumines the advent of morning.

The darkness of night has now broken,the morn comes resplendent with light;Our souls overflowing with joyrejoice that in Him we are brothers.

May Christ show Himself in his gloryto us, as unto Mary Magdalen,He’ll come and call each one by name,the Lord who was dead, but is risen.

Retùrn, O Lord, to our path,Your words set ablaze in our hearts;Once more in the bread that is brokenYour risen face will be revèaled.

When into one body we gather,a new Guest appears in our midst;our faith, may He strengthen anew,revealing his glorious woùnds.

This day of our Easter rejoicing,our innocence he will renew.All glory to Christ, our Redeemer,To Father and Spirit forever. Amen.

The Mystery

Il mistero (p. 220)

He who welcomes in his heartThe will of my FatherWill be to me a brotherA brother, a sister, and mother.

With all simplicity I long to witnessThe Myst’ry showing itself in my life,There where a new dawn is born in the depthOf an existence called forth by Your love.

You knew me even before I existedYou shaped my flesh in the womb of a womanTalked to my heart since ages eternal

To teach me how to hearken Your voice.

Looking at fields and observing the heavens,I see a seed that has fallen to earth.I hear creation quiver and trembleMeanwhile Your kingdom is already here.

If I can still see a person who suffersWhile the whole world is erupting in strife,I will know this suffering is only a labor,Birth of a new man created for life.

The River Is Here

Andy Park

ADown the

Emountain the

Briver

E flows‚

And it Abrings re

Efreshing whe

Brever it

E goes.

A Through the

E valleys and

Bover the

E fields‚

The Ariver is

Erushing and the

Briver is

E here.

The E

river of God sets our A feet

E a-dancing‚

The E

river of God fills our B

hearts with E

cheer‚

The E

river of God fills our A

mouth with E laughter‚

And Awe

Erejoice for the

Briver is

E here.

The river of God is teeming with life,And all who touch it can be revived,And those who linger on this river’s shore,Will come back thirsting for more of the Lord

The river of God …

So up the mountain we love to go,To find the presence of the Lord,Along the banks of the river we run,We dance with laughter, giving praise to the

Son.

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The Strife is o’er, the Battle Done

G. P. da Palestrina, adapted by W. H.Monk; 1st q: F #

Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!

1. The strife is o’er, the battle done;Now is the Victor’s triumph won;Now be the song of praise begun:Alleluia!

2. Death’s mightiest powers have done theirworst,

And Jesus has his foes dispersed;Let shouts of praise and joy outburst:Alleluia!

3. He closed the yawning gates of hell;The bars from heaven’s high portals fell;Let hymns of praise his triumph tell:Alleluia!

4. On the third morn he rose againGlorious in majesty to reign;O let us swell the joyful strain:Alleluia!

5. Lord, by the stripes that wounded theeFrom death’s dread sting thy servants freeThat we may live and sing to thee:Alleluia!

The Things that I See


The Gthings that I see

got me laughin’ like a C

baby

The things that I G see

got me cryin’ like a D

man

The Cthings that I

G see

I can look at what He Cgave me!

and C7

He’s gonna G

show me

even D

more than I C Gsee.

Em

Just the other Bmday

I heard a Cnew voice in the

Ddarkness

Em

Sendin’ me aG

way

with D

mud on my face Em

I heard the people G say

he’s C

crazy and he’s Ghopeless

til a splash washed the Cdarkness a

Dway!

The things that I see …

Makin’ me explainto a lot of angry facesTalkin’ to ’em plainthey don’t hear what I saytellin’ me again“He’s a sinner and He’s reckless”but there’s only one thing I can say …


He came to me againand this time I could see HimTold me how he’d beenout lookin’ for meHe told me to believeI said “what should I believe in?”He said “keep on believin’ in me!”


The Wind in the Willows

(b 252)

AsC I went a

Fwalking

one G

morning in SCpring,

I Ammet with some

Ftrav’lers

in an Gold country

Clane.

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One was an old man,the second a maid.An the third was a young boywho smiled as he said:

With the Fwind in the

Cwillows

and the Fbirds in the

Csky,

we have F

bright sun to C

w arm us

wherDmever we

G lie.

We Chave bread and

Ffishes

and a Gjug of red

Cwine

to Amshare on your

Fjourney

with Gall of man

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I sat down beside them,the flow’rs all around,and we ate on a mantlespread out on the ground.They told me of prophetsand princes and kings,and they spoke of the one Godwho knows everything.

With the wind in the willows …

I asked them to tell metheir name and their race,so I might remembertheir kindness and grace.

My name is Joseph,this is Mary my wifeand this is our young son,our pride and delight.

With the wind in the willows …

We travelled the whole worldby land and by sea,to tell all the peoplehow they can be free.

There’s a Long, Long Trail

There’s a Dlong long

Emtrail a

F#mwinding

Bm

into the Emland

Aof my

Ddreams

A

where the D

nightinEm

gales are F#msinging

Bm

and a Em

white A

moon Dbeams.

There’s a long long night of waitinguntil my dreams all come true’til the day when I’ll be going downthat long long trail with you.

This Ol’ Riverboat

E C#m E C#m

EThis ol’

C#mriverboat

Awalkin’ up the

Eriver

Akeep her

F#

steady as you Bgo

heave the E

ladder, bear the C#mline

now we’re A

markin’ on the B

twainA four fathoms be

Blow

AWay up the

Briver we

E C#m E C#mgo.

This ol’ riverboat walkin’ by the leveekeep her steady as you goI can hear the captain saypull ahead we’re on our waythree fathoms below,way up the river we go.

C#mKeep on movin’E

gotta beat ol’ Dixie

or we’ll C#mcome back empty I

F# know

C#mway up the river

I can A

hear a whistle B

blow

This ol’ riverboat churnin’ muddy waterease her down and take it slowcan’t you hear that rumblin’ sound,

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Lord I think we’ve run agroundno fathoms below;you better pray it ain’t so.

We’re muckin’ bottomand here comes ol’ Dixie singing“who’s got that cotton to sell”but when she’s passin’we’re ridin’ high on her swell (we’re on the

move again).

These two riverboats racin’ up the riverthen ol’ Dixie runs agroundthere she stands high and dryas we’re walkin’ right on byI can see the lights of townwe’ve got to roll that cotton down.

This ol’ riverboat seen a lot of waterlots of cotton you can betyou can ask anyone you meetand they’ll say she can’t be beatshe ain’ t never been yetcan’t you hear a whistle blowway up the river we gowalkin’ up the river we goup and down the river we go …

Turn to Me

Turn to me, O man and be saved,says the Lord, for I am God,there is no other,none beside me, I call your name.

I am here that comforts you,who are you to be afraid,of man who dies is madelike the grass of the field, soon to wither.

Listen to me my people,give ear to me my nation,a law will go forth from me,and my justice for a light to the people.

Lift up your eyes to the heavens,and look at the earth down below.The heavens will vanish like smoke,

and the earth will wear out like a garment.

Virgin Great and Glorious

Virgin great and glorious,Bearing God’s own Son for us,Far above all things of earthShine your purity and worth

Ave, Mater Domini!Filium laudemus Dei!

How can human voices raiseHonor worthy of your praise?Through your Son, O maiden queen,We are given gifts supreme

God has graced you vermoreThrough his Son, Whom hosts adore:God Himself has shown the way.Therefore we due homage pay.

Blessed Virgin, full of grace.Noblest of the human race.Far above angelic state,None more fair did God create.

Where Charity and Love Prevail

Where Emcharity and

Amlove pre

Emvail,

There C

God is ever Gfound;

Brought Bmhereto

Emgether

Am by Christ’s

Em love‚

By Amlove are

Bm we thus

Em bound.

With grateful joy and holy fearHis charity we learn;Let us with heart and mind and soulNow love Him in return.

Forgive we now each other’s faultsAs we our faults confess;And let us love each other wellIn Christian holiness.

Let strife among us be unknown,Let all contention cease;

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Be His the glory that we seek,Be ours His holy peace.

Let us recall that in our midstDwells God’s begotten Son;As members of His body joined,We are in Him made one.

Witness

Oh Lord, what manner of man is this?All nations in him are blessed,all things are done by his will,he spoke to the sea and the sea stood still.

Now ain’t that a witness for my Lord?Ain’t that a witness for my Lord?Ain’t that a witness for my Lord?My soul is a witness for the Lord.

Now there was a man of the Pharisees,his name was Nicodemus and he didn’t believe.

The same came to Christ by night,wanted to be taught out of human sight.

Nicodemus was a man who desired to knowhow a man can be born when he is old.

Christ told Nicodemus, as a friend:“Man, you must be born again.”

He said: “Marvel not, man, if you wanna bewise,

repent, believe, and be baptized.

Then you’ll be a witness for my Lord,you’ll be a witness for my Lord,you’ll be a witness for my Lord.My soul is a witness for the Lord.

Well, you read about Samson, from his birth,the strongest man that ever lived on earth.

Way back yonder in the ancient timeshe killed ten thousand of the Philistines.

Then old Samson went wanderin’ aboutSamson’s strength was never found out.

Till his wife sat upon his knees,she said: “Tell me where your strength lies, if

you please”.

Now Samson’s wife, she talked so fair,Samson said: “Cut off my hair.”

“Shave my head just as a clean as your handand my strength will become like a natural

man”.

Old Samson was a witness for my Lord,Samson was a witness for my Lord,Samson was a witness for my Lord.My soul is a witness for my Lord.

There’s another witness,now there’s another witness,there’s another witness:my soul is a witness for my Lord,my soul is a witness for my Lord.

Wondrous Love

What Dm

wondrous Clove is

Fthis,

CO my

Dmsoul,

GO my

Amsoul?

What F

wondrous Glove is

Amthis, O my

Dm G Dmsoul?

What F

wondrous Amlove is

Dm Gthis

That Amcaused the Lord of

GBliss

To Dmbear the

Cdreadful

Fcurse

CFor my

Dmsoul,

Gfor my

Amsoul,

To Fbear the

Gdreadful

Amcurse for my

Dm G Dmsoul?

To God and to the LambI will sing, I will sing.To God and to the Lamb I will sing.To God and to the LambWho is the great “I am”.While millions join the themeI will sing, I will sing,While millions join the theme I will sing.

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And when from death I’m free,I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on.And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on.And when from death I’m free,I’ll sing and joyful be,And through eternity,I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on,And through eternity, I’ll sing on.

Ye Sons and Daughters

Jean Tisserand, O.F.M. († 1494)1st q: F

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

1. Ye sons and daughters let us sing!The King of heav’n, the glorious King,O’er death today rose triumphing. Alleluia!

2. That Easter morn, at break of day,The faithful women went their wayTo seek the tomb where Jesus lay. Alleluia!

3. An angel clad in white they see,Who sat, and spake unto the three,“Your Lord doth go to Galilee.” Alleluia!

4. That night the apostles met in fear;Amidst them came their Lord most dear,And said, “My peace be on all here.” Alleluia!

5. When Thomas first the tidings heard,How they had seen the risen Lord,He doubted the disciples’ word. Alleluia!

6. “My pierced side, O Thomas, see;My hands, my feet, I show to thee;Not faithless, but believing be.” Alleluia!

7. No longer Thomas then denied,He saw the feet, the hands, the side;“Thou are my Lord and God,” he cried.

Alleluia!

8. How blest are they who have not seen,And yet whose faith has constant been,For they eternal life shall win. Alleluia!

9. On this most holy day of days,To God your hearts and voices raise,In laud, and jubilee and praise. Alleluia!

You


CIn the

G

bush there’s a Am

fire‚F

a fire that I G

call C

You,

in the Red Sea Gthere is

Amwater,

Fwater that

G I walk

Cthrough.

C

Where are you G

bringing me,Am

where do you F

lead,C

what is the G

promise that emAm

braces my F

need,Chow high the

Gmountain,

how Amfearsome the

Fview,

Chow can I

Gfollow un

Amless I call

FYou.

In the tent there is an arkan ark that I call You.My heart has hoped a temple,but build my son must do.

Where are you bringing me …

In the manger there’s a baby,a baby that I call You.God’s grace has filled my soul,and a sword will pierce it through.


On the cross there was a man,a man that I called him,on the shore he cooked my breakfastand I call him You again.


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SPIRITUALS

All God’s Children Got Wings

I got a robe,A

you got a robe.

A

All God’s children got a robe.

AWhen I get to

A7

heaven, gonna Dput on my robe

I’m gonna Ashout all

Eover that

Aheaven,

E heaven‚

A heaven.

Everybody A7

talkin’ ’bout Dheaven ain’t

D7 goin’

there

AHeaven,

Eheaven, I’m gonna

Ashout all

Eover that

A land.

I got wings …When I get …gonna put on my wings,I’m gonna fly all over …

I got a harp, …When I get …gonna take up my harp,I’m gonna play all over …

I got shoes …When I get …gonna put on my shoes,I’m gonna walk all over …

(Ending)… I’m gonna walk all over that, play all over

that,fly all over that, shout all over that land.

All my Trials

(Capo: 2nd Fret)

| :A F#m7

All my Bm trials Lord,

E soon be

Aover. :|

I Ahad a little book was given to

Em7

me‚

And Aevery pa

C#mge spelled Liber

D9

ty.

All my trials Lord, soon be over.

If religion were a thing that money could buy,The rich would live and the poor would die.


AToo late my brothe

C#mrs‚ too late,

but never Dmind.


There is a tree in ParadiseThe Pilgrims call it “The Tree Of Life”


Too late my brothers, too late,but never mind.

|: All my trials Lord, soon be over. :|

D9

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All Night All Day

All Enight, all day,

O Lordy A angels watching over me, my

E Lord‚

all night, all

C#mday‚

B7

angels watching over E

me.

E Now I lay me down to sleep,

O Lordy A angels watching over me, my

E Lord‚

I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

B7

angels watching over E

me.

All night, all day …

If I die before I wake, –I pray the Lord my soul to take. –


If I should live another day, –I pray the Lord to guide my way. –


Balm in Gilead

There is a G Am

balm in BmGilead

C

to G

m ake the Emwounded

Amwhole

C

There is a G Am

balm in BmGilead

Em

to Amheal the

Dsin-sick

C soul.

G

SomeG times I feel dis

C/Dcouraged

and Gthink my work’s in

C/Dvain‚

But G then the Holy

C/DSpirit

reAm

vives my Dsoul a

Emgain.

C

There is a balm in Gilead …

If you cannot preach like Peter,if you cannot pray like Paul,You can tell the love of Jesusand say “He died for all”.

There is a balm in Gilead …

Climbin’ up the Mountain

FClimbin’ up the mountain, children,

didn’t come here for to C

stay ,Fif I

F7

nevermore B ffff

see you again,

goin’ to F

meet you at the judgC

ment Fday!

F Moses went down into Egypt land,

he told ole PharaCoh,

that the Fgood Lord

F7

sittin’ on His B ffff

heav’nly(Gm) throne

said “F let my

Cpeople

Fgo”,

Good D7

Lord, “G let my

Cpeople

Fgo”.

Climbin’ up …

Daniel in the den of lions,he did begin to pray,and the angel of the Lord locked the lion’s jaw,that sure was a mighty day,Good Lord, sure was a mighty day.

Climbin’ up …

Children in the fiery furnace,they did begin to pray,and the angel of the Lord put the fire out,that sure was a mighty day,Good Lord, sure was a mighty day.

Climbin’ up …

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Come and Go with Me

1. Come and go Cwith me to that

C7

land

Come and go Fwith me to that

C land

Come and go Amwith me to that

F land

Where I’m Gbound

Come and go Cwith me to that

C7

land

Come and go Fwith me to that

D land

CWith me to that

G land where I’m

Cbound.

2. There ain’t no kneelin’ in that land …

3. There’ll be singin’ in that land …

Daniel

Didn’t my Lord deliver Em

Daniel,

deliver Am7

Daniel, deliver Em

Daniel?

Didn’t my Lord deliver Em

Daniel,

then Am7

why not D every

Emman?

He deAm7

livered Daniel from the lion’s den,Em

Jonah from the belly of the whale,

And the Am7

Hebrew children from the (Em7)fiery

C D furnace –

then, Am7

why not D every

Emman?

Didn’t my Lord …

The moon run down in a purple stream,the sun forebear to shineAnd every star will disappear.King Jesus shall be mine.


I set my foot on the gospel shipand the ship began to sail

It landed me over on Canaan shoreand I’ll never come back no more.


Day-O

|: A

D ay-o, day-Day-ay-ay-

A oh‚

AD aylight come and me

Ew anna go

Ahome :|

A Work all night till the mornin’ comeA

D aylight come and me E

w anna go Ahome

Stack banana till the mornin’ comeDaylight …

Come, Mr. Tallyman, tally me bananaDaylight …

Me say, come, Mr. Tallyman, tally mebanana

Daylight …

Lift 6 hand, 7 hand, 8 hand bunchDaylight …

A beautiful bunch of ripe bananaDaylight …

Down by the Riverside

(b 243)

I’m gonna Glay down my

C bur

D7 dens

Gdown by the riverside,D7 down by the riverside,Gdown by the riverside,

I’m gonna lay down my C bur

D7 dens

Gdown by the riverside,

to Amstudy

D7 war no

Gmore.

G7

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|: I ain’t gonna C

study war no more,Gstudy war no

Emmore,

Amstudy

D7

war no G

more. G7

: |

I’m gonna lay down my swo’d an’ shield …

I’m gonna put on my long white robe …

I’m gonna lay down my heavy load …

I’m gonna lay down my cares and woes …

Freedom

EOh, freedom,

B7

oh E freedom,

oh, E7

freedom over B7

me‚ over me!

And beE

fore I’ll E7

be a slave,AI’ll be buried

Am in my grave

and go Ehome to my

B7

Lord

and be Afree, and be

Efree.

No more moaning …

No more crying …

There’ll be singing …

Oh, freedom …

Give Me Jesus

AIn the

C#mmorning

C#7

when I Drise, (3x)

give me F#mJe

G -

Asus.

Give meC#m Je-

E sus.

Give me DJe

C#7 -

F#msus .

A7

You can Dhave

D#° all the

A (F#m)world

but give me DJe

G -

Asus.

’Twixt the cradle and the grave (3x)give me Jesus. (3x)You can have all the world,but give me Jesus.

Dark midnight was my cry, (3x)oh, give me Jesus. (3x)And when I come to die,then give me Jesus.

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Glory Hallelujah to the Newborn King

ATell me who do you call the Wonderful

Counselor?

DOh, glory hallelujah!

AOh, glory hallelujah!

Glory Hallelujah to the newE

born AKing!

WellA I call Jesus the Wonderful Counselor!

DOh, glory …

Just Dfollow the star and

Ayou’ll find the baby,

Oh, glory …

You’ll Dfind Him in Bethlehem

A wrapped in a

manger,Oh, glory …

Cryin’ “Peace on earth, goodwill to yourneighbor”.

Oh, glory …Didn’t Jesus say every man is your neighbor,Oh, glory …

Go Tell It on the Mountains

DIn the time of DavidA7

some call Him a DKing,

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And if a child is Bmtrue born

Lord EmJesus will

E7

hear him A

sing.A7

DGo, tell it on the mountains,A7

over the hills and Dev’ryw

Ghere,

Dgo, tell it on the moun

Bmtains,

that GJesus

A7

Christ is Dborn.

When I was a seekerI sought both night and day.I asked my Lord to helpme and he showed me the way.

Go, tell it to the mountains …

When I was a sinner,I prayed both night and day,I asked the Lord to help me,and he showed me the way.


He made me a watchmanupon the city wall;and if I am a Christian,I am the least of all.


He’s Got the whole World in his Hands

1. He’s got the D

whole world in his hands.

He’s got the A7


He’s got the D


He’s got the A7

whole world in his Dhands.

2. He’s got a tiny little baby …

3. He’s got you and me brother …

4. He’s got the son and his father …

5. He’s got the mother and her daughter …

6. He’s got everybody here …

7. He’s got the sund and the moon …

8. He’s got the whole world …

Here Comes Jesus

Here comes C C7

Jesus

He’s a-walkin’ on the F

water

He’ll lift you Cup

And help you to Gstand.

Here comes C C7

Jesus

He’s the maker of the F

waves that roll

Here comes CJesus

G

He’ll make you C

whole.

|: Jesus, He’s the way-maker :|And He made a way for me.When the sun refused to shineIn that sinful heart of mineJesus, He made a way for me.

I Want Jesus to Walk with Me

I want AmJesu

Dms to

Emwalk with

Amme

I want CJesu

Fs to walk with

E me

E7

All aAmlong th

Ce pilgrim

F journey

Dm

Lord, I want AmJesu

Ems towalk with

Amme.

Em

|: In my trials, Lord, walk with me :|When my hear is almost breaking,Lord I want Jesus to walk with me

|: When I’m in trouble, Lord, walk withme :|

When my head is bowed in sorrowLord, I want Jesus to walk with me.

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I Want to Be a Christian

Lord, I C

want to be a F

Christian

In my Cheart,

Em in my

Fheart

Lord, C

want to be a F

Christian

In my Cheart.

F C

In my Fheart, in my

C heart

F

FmLord, I

Cw ant to be a

FChristian

In my Cheart.

F C

I don’t want to be like JudasIn my heart, in my heartI don’t want to be like JudasIn my heart.

In my heart, in my heart …

Lord, I want to be like JesusIn my heart, in my heart.Lord, I want to be like JesusIn my heart.

In my heart, in my heart …

It’s Me

|: It’s Dme, it’s

Ame, it’s

F#7

me O BmLord,

G standing in the

Aneed of

Dprayer. :|

|: It’s not my D

mother, not my Aelder, but it’s

F#7

me, O BmLord,

Gstanding in the

Aneed of

Dprayer. :|

It’s me …

|: It’s not my brother, not my sister, but it’sme, O Lord,

standing in the need of prayer. :|

It’s me …

|: It’s not my teacher, not my preacher, butit’s me, O Lord,

standing in the need of prayer. :|

It’s me …

Jesus Met the Woman

GJesus met the woman at the wellCJesus met the woman at the

G well

GJesus met the

Bwoman at the

Emwell

And he A7

told her everything she’d ever D done

He said, “Woman (woman), Woman(woman),

Where is your husband (3x)And I know everything you’ve ever done

She said, Jesus (Jesus), Jesus (Jesus),I have no husband (3x)And you don’t know everything I’ve ever done.

He said, Woman (woman), Woman (woman),You’ve got five husbands (3x)And the one you’ve got now, is not your own

She said, this man (this man), this man (thisman),

Must be a prophet (3x)For he told me everything I’ve ever done

Jesus met the woman at the well (3x)And he told her everything she’d ever done

Joshua Fit the Battle of Jericho

DmJoshua fit the battle of Jericho,

Gm Jericho‚

Dm A7

Jericho‚DmJoshua fit the battle of Jericho,

and the A7

wa lls came tumbling Dm

down.

DmYou may talk about your

A7

king of Dm

Gideon‚

you may talk about your A7

men of Dm Saul‚

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but there’s none like good old Joshua

at the A7

battle of JeriDmcho.

Joshua fit the battle …

Right up to the walls of Jerichohe marched with the spear in hand.Old Joshua commanded the children to shout,and the walls came a tumbling down.

Joshua fit the battle …

Kumbaya

KumbaCya, my Lord,

Fkumba

C ya‚

KumbaEmya‚ my Lord,

Dmkumba

G ya‚

KumbaCya, my Lord,

Fkumba

C ya‚

Goh,

AmLord,

G7 kumba

Cya.

Someone’s singing Lord, kumbaya, (3x)oh, Lord, kumbaya.

Someone’s laughing, Lord …

Someone’s praying, Lord …

Someone’s sleeping, Lord …

Someone’s dying, Lord …

Let Us Break Bread Together

A7

Let us Dbreak

Bmbread to

Ggether

A7

on our Dknees.

Let us F#mbre ak

Abread to

B7

gether Eon our

A knees.

When I Gfall

Adown on my

Dknees

with my Bmface to the

Arising

F#msun‚

Goh

DLord

Ghave

Dmer

Acy on

D me.

|: Let us drink wine together on our knees. :|

|: Let us praise God together on our knees. :|

Man Come into Egypt

(Capo: 3rd Fret)

There is a Amman come into

DEgypt,

and F

Moses Gis his

Am name

A

When he Dmsaw the grief upon us,

in his heart there Gburned a

Cflame.

E

In his Amheart

Cthere

Dburned a

Gflame Oh

CLord,

In his Fheart there

B7

burned a E

flame,

When he Amsaw the grief u

Dpon us,

in his Fheart there

Gburned a

Amflame.

There is a man come into Egypt,his eyes are full of lightLike the sun come up in Egypt,come to drive away the nightCome to drive away the night Oh Lord,Come to drive away the night.Like the sun come up in Egypt,come to drive away the night.

There is a man come into Egypt,he’s come for you and me.On his lips a word is singing,and the word is Liberty.And the word is Liberty, Oh, Lord;and the word is Liberty.On his lips a word is singing,and the word is Liberty.

There is a man come into Egyptto stir the souls of menWe will follow him to freedom,never wear those chains againNever wear those chains again oh Lord,never wear those chains again.We will follow him to freedom,never wear those chains again!

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Michael Row the Boat Ashore

DMichael, row the boat ashore, halle

G D lujah.

Michael, F #mrow the

Gboat as

Ahore,

Ghalle

D A7 D lu-u-jah.

Michael’s Dboat is a music boat, halle

G D lujah.

Michael’s F#mboat is a

Gmusic

Aboat,

G halle

D A7 D lu-u-jah.

Michael, row …

|: Sister, help to trim the sail, hallelujah. :|

Michael, row …

River Jordan is chilly and cold, hallelujah,chills the body, but not the soul, hallelujah.

Michael, row …

The river is deep and the river is wide,hallelujah.

milk and honey on the other side, hallelujah.

Michael, row …

Going to the city, that I adore, hallelujah,to my Lord on the other side, hallelujah.

Michael, row …

My Lord What a Morning

My CLord,

Gwhat a

Cmorning,

my Em Lord,

A7

what a Dmmorning,

G

my CLord,

C7

what a F

morning,Fm

when the C

stars beGgin to

Ffall!

C

You will hear the sinner cryto wake the nation under groundlooking to my God’s right handwhen the stars begin to fall.

You will hear the Christians shoutto wake the nation …

You will hear the trumpets’ soundto wake the nation …

My Lord, what a morning …

Nobody Knows the Trouble

GNobody

Cknows the

Gtrouble I’ve

D seen‚

Gnobody

Cknows but

A7

Jesus.D7

GNobody

Cknows the

Gtrouble I’ve

E7 seen‚

A7

glory, D7

halleGluja!

SomeG times I’m up, some

C times I’m

G down‚

oh yes, DLord,

someG times I’m

G7

almost Cto the

E7

ground,A7

oh D7

yes, GLord!

Nobody knows …

I never shall forget that dayoh yes, Lord,when Jesus washed my sins away,oh yes, Lord!

Nobody knows …

Although you see me goin’ so,oh yes, Lord,I have my trials here below,oh yes, Lord!

Nobody knows …

O Mary Don’ t You Weep

CO

F Mary, don’t you

Gweep, don’t you mourn

O Mary, don’t you Cweep, don’t you mourn

FPharaoh’s army got

C drowned

O G

Mary, don’t you Cweep

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Some of these mornings bright and fairTake my wings and cleave the airPharaoh’s army got drownedO Mary, don’t you weep

When I get to heaven goin’ to sing and shoutNobody there for turn me outPharaoh’s army got drownedO Mary don’t you weep

When I get to Heaven goin’ to put on my shoesRun about glory and tell all the newsPharaoh’s army got drownedO Mary don’t you weep

Oh Happy Day

D7

Oh happy Gday,

C

oh happy Gday,

E

when Jesus Am

washed,D

oh D7

when he Am

washed,D

when Jesus Am

washed,D

he washed my sins aG

way.C

Oh happy Gday,

C

oh happy G

day.D

He taught me Ghow to

Cw atch, fight and

G pray‚

C fight and

G Dpray

and live enG

joying and Clive ev’ry

G day,

C G D7

ev’ryday.

Old Time Religion

GGive me that old-time religion,

give me that Dold-time re

Gligion;

give me that G7

old-time reCligion,

it’s Ggood e

D7

nough for Gme.

It was good for our mothers, (3x)and it’s good enough for me.

It has served our fathers …

Makes me love everybody …

It will do when I’m dying …

It will take us all to heaven …

Over in the Glory Land

Stanley Brothers (key: A)

I’ve a home prepared where the saints abide,Over in the glorylandHow I long to be by my savior’s sideOver in the gloryland

Just over, in the GlorylandI’ll join the mighty angel bandOver in the glorylandJust over, in the gloryland,There with, the mighty host I’ll standOver in the gloryland

I’m on my way to those mansions fairOver in the glorylandThere to sing God’s praise and his glory shareOver in the gloryland

Just over, in the Gloryland …

What a joyful thought that my Lord I’ll seeOver in the glorylandAnd the kindred say there forever we’ll beOver in the gloryland

Just over, in the Gloryland …

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Paul and Silas

(Key: A)

Paul and Silas bound in jail, all night long(3x)

Crying Who shall deliver poor me.

That old jailer locked the jail, all night long(3x)

Crying who shall deliver poor me

Paul and Silas prayed to God, all night long(3x)


That old jail it reeled and rocked, all night long(3x)


Hebrew children in the burning fire, all nightlong (3x)

Crying who shall deliver poor meCrying who shall deliver poor me… Crying who shall deliver poor me.

Pick a Bale o’ Cotton

|: Gonna jump down, turn around,Pick a bale o’ cottonGonna jump down, turn around,Pick a bale a day :||: O Lordy, pick a bale o’ cottonO Lordy, pick a bale a day :|

Gonna get on my knees and pick a bale ofcotton …

I b’lieve to my soul I can …

Rock-a-my Soul

DRock-a-my soul in the bosom of AbrahamA7

Rock-a-my soul in the bosom of AbrahamDRock-a-my soul in the bosom of AbrahamA7

O rock my Dsoul!

WhenF I went

Ddown in the

Fvalley to

Dpray

GO rock my

Dsoul!

My Asoul got happy and

Em7

stayed all A day

A7

O rock my Dsoul!

When I was a mourner just like you (3x)O rock my soul!

I mourned and mourned till I come through (3x)O rock my soul!

So D

high, can’t go over it

so A

low, can’t get under it

so D

wide, can’t get ’round itAO rock my

D soul !

Sometimes I Feel

(Capo: 3rd Fret)

AmSometimes I feel like a

Dmmotherless

Amchild.

D7 Sometimes I feel like a

Ammotherless

Dmchild.

AmSometimes I feel like a

Dm6

motherless Amchild.

DA

Amlong ways from

E7 Amhome.

A long ways E7

from Am

home.

True believer, a long ways from E7 Am

home‚

a long ways ways E7

from Am

home.

Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone; (3x)

|: way up in the heavenly land. :|True believer; way up in the heavenly land,way up in the heavenly land.

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Swing Low

Swing Elow, sweet

Achar i

B7

ot‚Ecomin’ for to carry me

B7

home

swing Elow,

E7

sweet A

char iAmot‚

Ecomin’ for to

B7

c a rry me Ehome.

I Elooked over Jordan, an’

Awhat did I

B7

seeEcomin’ for to carry me

B7

home

A Eband of angels,

Acomin’ after

B7

meEcomin’ for to

B7

c a rry me Ehome.

Swing low …

Sometimes I’m up, an’ sometimes down …But still my soul is glory-bound …

Swing low …

If you get to heaven, before I do …Tell old St. Peter, I’m comin’ there too …

Swing low …

Take Your Shoes off Moses

(Key: A)

Well, God spoke to Moses at the burning bushBurning Bush, Lord the Burning BushGod spoke to Moses at the Burning BushSaying, I am the Lord, thy God

Take your shoes off Moses you’re on HolyGround

Holy Ground, Holy GroundTake your shoes off Moses you’re on Holy

Ground,For I am the Lord thy God.

Go yonder Moses and smite that rock,smite that rock, Lord smite that rockGo yonder Moses and smite that rockFor I am the lord thy God

Take your shoes off Moses …

Stand still Moses and see salvation workSalvation work, see salvation workStand still Moses and see salvation workFor I am the Lord thy God

Take your shoes off Moses …

Very Last Day

Everybody gonna Dm C Dm

pray

On the very last Dm C Dmday

Oh when they hear that F C Bffff

bell

A-ring the world A E7 Aaway

Everybody gonna Dm

pray Cto the

B ffff

heavens

On the Ajudgement

Dm C Dmday.

Well you can F

sing about the C

great king Dm

David

And you can F

preach about the C

wisdom of F

Saul

But the Dmjudgment

Cfalls on

B ffff

all C

mankind

When the F

trumpet sounds the A Dmcall.

All Fequal

Gand the

A same

Dm

When the F

Lord He Gcalls your

A Dmname

Get ready, F

brother, Gfor that

A day.

Everybody gonna pray …

Well one day soon all men will standHis word will be heeded in all the landMen shall know and men shall seek,We all are brothers and we all are freeMankind was made of clayEach of us in the very same wayGet ready, brother, for that day


Oh well the law is given and the law is known,A tale is told and the seed is sown,

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From dust we came into dust we’ll go,You the know the Lord once told us so.Each brother takes His hand,Heed the meaning of the Lord’s commandGet ready, brother, for that day.


Walk together, Children

DWalk together,

Gchil

Ddren, don’t you get

Dweary‚

Dw alk together

Gchil

Ddren, don’t you

Aget

D Gweary‚

walk together Gchil

Ddren, don’t you get weary,

Gthere’s a

Dgreat camp

Gmeetin’ in the

DPro

A7 mised

D land.

Goin’ to D

walk and never tire …G D…

Goin’ to sing and never tire …

Goin’ to shout and never tire …

We Shall Overcome

|: CWe shall

Fover

Ccome, :|

Cwe shall

Amover

Fcome

Dmsome

Gday.

D 7 G

Oh, Fdeep

Gin my

Cheart

Dm I

Gdo be

Amlieve

that Cwe shall

Fover

Gcome

G7

some Cday.

|: We’ll walk hand in hand, :|we’ll walk hand in hand, some day.

Oh, deep in my heart …

|: We are not afraid, :|we are not afraid today.

Oh, deep in my heart …

|: We shall live in peace, :|we shall live in peace some day.

Truth shall make us free some day,

we shall brothers be some day.

Were You there

Were you Dthere when they

A7

crucified my D G DLord‚

Were you F#m there when they

Gcrucified my

A E ALord‚

D G D AOh‚

D sometimes it

D7

causes me to Gtremble,

D tremble‚

Em Atremble‚

Gm Were you

Dthere when they

Acrucified my

D G DLord.

Were you there when they nailed him to thetree …

Were you there when they pierced him in theside …

Were you there when the sun refused to shine …

Were you there when they laid him in thetomb …

Were you there when they rolled the stoneaway …

When Israel Was in Egypt’s Land

When EmIsrael

B7

was in EmEgypt’s

Cland –

B7

let my people Emgo.

Oppressed so B7

hard they Emcould not

Cstand –

B7

let my people Emgo.

EmGo down,

AmMoses,

B7

way down in Em

Egypt’s land,Ctell old

EmPharaoh:

B7

let my people Emgo.

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“Thus spoke the Lord”, bold Moses said,“let my people go!If not I’ll smite your first-born dead.Let my people go.”

Go down …

“Your foes shall not before you stand,let my people go.And you’ll possess fair Canaan’s land,let my people go.”

Go down …

“You’ll not get lost in the wilderness,let my people go.With a lighted candle in your breast,let my people go.”

Go down …

“No more shall they in bondage toil,let my people go.Let them come out with Egypt’s spoil,let my people go.”

Go down …

Oh, let us all from bondage flee, –let my people go.And let us all in Christ be free, –let my people go.

Go down …

When the Saints Go Marching in

Oh when the Esaints go marchin’ in,

oh when the saints go marchin’ B7

in:

oh, Lord, I E

want to E7

be in that Anumber,

Am

when the Esaints go

B7

marchin’ Ein!

And when the stars begin to shine …

When Gabriel blows in his horn …

And when the sun refuses to shine …

And when the moos has turned to blood …

And when they gather round the throne …

And when they crown him King of kings …

And on that Halleluja day …

Where no one Stands Alone

Moise Lister (key: A)

Once I stood in the night,With my head bowed lowAnd the darkness as black as the seaAnd my heart was afraidAnd I cried, Oh LordDon’t hide your face from me

Hold my hand all the way,Every hour, every dayFrom here to the great unknownTake my hand, let me standWhere no one stands alone

Like a king on a hill,In a palace so coldWith great riches to call my ownBut I don’t know a thing,In this whole wide worldThat’s worse than being alone.

Hold my hand …

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CHRISTMAS CAROLS

A Child Is Born in Bethlehem

Puer natus in Bethlehem BethlehemUnde gaudet Jerusalem, alleluia, alleluia

A Child is born in Bethlehem, Bethlehem.And joy is in Jerusalem, alleluia, alleluia.

Per Gabrielem nuntium, nuntiumVirgo concepit Filium …

Through Gabriel sent from heav’n above …A virgin bore a son with love …

Assumpsit carnem Filius …Dei Patris Altissimus …

In flesh appeared the Holy Son …Of God the Father, Mighty One …

Reges de Saba veniunt …Aurum, thus, myrrham offerunt …

Three Holy Kings of Orient …Gold, frankincense, and myrrh present.

Laudetur sancta Trinitas …Deo dicamus gratias …

Praise to the Holy Trinity …Thanksgiving unto God most high …

Adeste fideles


1. AGdeste, fi

Ddeles,

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Dnite

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nite D

adoremus,G D G Dominum.

2. En grege relicto,humiles ad cunasvocati pastores adproperant:et nos ovantigradu festinemus:

Venite adoremus …

3. Aeterni Parentissplendorem aeternumvelatum sub carne videbimus:Deum infantem,pannis involutum.

Venite adoremus …

4. Pro nobis egenumet foeno cubantempiis foveamus amplexibus:sic nos amantemquis non redamaret?

Venite adoremus …

Alma Redemptoris Mater

Alma Redemptoris Mater,quae pervia caeli porta manes,et stella maris,succurre cadentisurgere qui curat populo:Tu quae genuisti,natura mirante,tuum sanctum Genitorem:Virgo prius ac posterius,Gabrielis ab oresumens illud Ave,peccatorum miserere.

Angels We Have Heard on High

Les anges dans nos campagnes (p. 63)

CAngels we have

Gheard on

C high‚

Sweetly singing G o’er the

Cplains,

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And the mountains Gin re

Cply

Echoing their Gjoyous

Cstrains

C AmGlo

Dm G-

C Am Dm r

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Shepherds, why this jubilee,Why our joyous strains prolong?What the gladsome tidings be,Which inspire your heavenly song?

Gloria …

Come to Bethlehem and see HimWhose birth the angels singCome adore on bended knee,Christ the Lord, the newborn king

Gloria …

See Him in a manger laid,Whom the choirs of angels praise,Mary, Joseph, lend your aid,While our hearts in love we raise.

Gloria …

As It Fell upon a Night

CAs it fell

G C upon a

Gnight

CIn the win

Gter

Cweather,

G

AmAngels

Embright in

Fstarry

Cheight

BeDmgan to

Gsing

Am Dm G Ctogether.

Shepherds sleeping on the plainWoke to see the glory,All amazed they stood and gazedAnd heard the angels' story.

Unto you a child is bornIn a manger lowly,

Humble, He, yet born to beThe King of Love most holy.

In a manger now He lies,Ox and ass before HimAll the world at last shall comeTo worship and adore Him.

Though it be a winter nightLove is still appearingThrough the sonds of war and woeThat song we still are hearing.

Happy angels from afar,Cease your singing never!“In excelsis gloria!”For ever and for ever.

Away in a Manger

AwEay in a

E7

manger, no Acrib for a

Ebed,

The Blittle Lord

B7

Jesus laid Adown His sweet

E head

The E

stars in the E7

sky looked Adown where He

E lay‚

The Blittle Lord

EJesus a

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Bthe

Ehay

The cattle are lowing, the poor baby wakes,But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes,I love thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky,And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask thee to stay,Close by me forever and love me, I pray;Bless all the dear children in thy tender care,And take us to heaven to live with thee there.

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Brightest and best of the sons of the morning

EmBrightest and best of the

Bm7

sons of the morning,Em

Dawn on our Am7

darkness and Bm7

lend us Thine aid;EmStar of the East, the

Bmhorizon adorning,

EmGuide where our

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infant ReBm7

deemer is Em 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 Savior of all!

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

Vainly we offer each ample oblation,Vainly with gifts would His favor secure;Richer by far is the heart’s adoration,Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.

Caroling, Caroling

ACaroling,

C#mcaroling,

Anow we

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Bm7

Christmas E7

bells are A F#mringing‚

C#mCaroling,

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caroling C#mthrough the

F# snow‚

B7

Christmas bells are E

ringingBmJoyous voices

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C#mSing the sad of

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DDing,

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bells are D A ringing.

Caroling, caroling, through the town,Christmas bells are ringing,Caroling, caroling up and down,Christmas bells are ringing,Mark ye well, the song we sing,Gladsome tidings now we bringDing, dong, ding dong,

Christmas bells are ringing.

Caroling, caroling near and far,Christmas bells are ringing,Following, following yonder star,Christmas bells are ringing,Sing we all this happy morn,“Lo the king of heav’n is born!”Ding, dong, ding dong,Christmas bells are ringing.

Children Go Where I Send Thee

Children go where I send thee,How shall I send thee?

I will send thee one by one,’Cause one was a little bitty baby,Wrapped in swaddlin’ clothin’Lyin’ in a manger,Born, born-o,Born in Bethlehem.

Children go …

I will send thee two by two,’Cause two was the Paul and Silas,One was a little bitty baby …

Children go …

I will send thee three by three,’Cause three was the three wise riders,Two was …One was …

I will send thee four by four,’Cause four come a-knocking at the door …

’Cause five was the guardian angels …

’Cause six was the six that couldn’t getfixed …

’Cause seven was the seven that went up toHeaven …

’Cause eight was the eight that stood at thegate …

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’Cause nine was the nine that got left behind …

’Cause ten was the Ten Commandments

Conditor alme siderum

(English version p. 55) – 1st q: G

1. Conditor alme siderum,aeterna lux credentium,Christe, redemptor omnium,exaudi preces supplicum.

2. Qui condolens interitumortis perire saeculum,salvasti mundum languidum,donans reis remedium.

3. Vergente mundi vespere,uti sponsus de thalamo,egressus honestissimaVirginis matris clausula.

4. Cuius forti potentiaegenu curvantur omnia;caelestia, terrestianutu fatentur subdita.

5. Te, Sancte, fide quaesumus,venture iudex saeculi,conserva nos in temporehostis a telo perfidi.

6. Sit, Christe, rex piissime,tibi Patrique gloriacum Spiritu Paraclito,in sempiterna saecula. Amen.

Creator of the Stars of Night

Conditor alme siderum (p. 55)7th century

1. Creator of the stars of night,Your people’s everlasting light,O Christ, Redeemer of us all,We pray you hear us when we call.

2. In sorrow that the ancient curseShould doom to death a universe,You came, O Savior, to set freeYour own in glorious liberty.

3. When this old world drew on toward night,You came; but not in splendor bright,Not as a monarch, but the ChildOf Mary, blameless mother mild.

4. At your great name, O Jesus, nowAll knees must bend, all hearts must bow:All things on earth with one accord,Like those in heav’n shall call you Lord.

5. Come in Your holy might, we pray,Redeem us for eternal day;Defend us while we dwell belowFrom all assaults of our dread foe.

6. To God Creator, God the Son,And God the Spirit, Three in One,Praise, honor might and glory beFrom age to age eternally.

Deck the Halls

DDeck the halls with

Aboughs of

D holly‚

AFalalala

Dla la

G A la la

Dl a

’DTi s the season

Ato be

Djolly

AFalalala

Dla la

G A la la

Dl a

ADon we now our

Dgay apparel

DFalala

B #mlalala

Ala

Ela

Al a

D Troll the ancient

AYuletide

Dcarol,

GFala la la

Dlala la

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See the blazing Yule before us, –Strike the harp and join the chorus, –Follow me in merry measure –While I tell of Yuletide treasure, –

Fast away the old year passes –Hail the new ye lads and lasses –

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Sing we joyous all together –Heedless of the wind and weather –

Es ist ein Ros entsprungen

(English Version: p. 64) – 1st q: C

1. F

Es ist ein B ffff

Ros entC

sprunDmgen

B ffff

aus Feiner Wur

Czel

Fzart.

F Wie uns die

B ffff

Alten Csun

Dmgen,

B ffff

aus FJesse kam

C die

FArt,

und Gmhat ein

FBlümlein

Cbracht

F mitten im

B ffff

kalten C

WinDter

Gmwohl

Fzu der hal

Cben

FNacht.

2. Das Röslein, das ich meine,davon Jesaja sagt,ist Maria, die Reine,die uns das Blümlein bracht.Aus Gottes ew’gen Rathat sie ein Kind geborenund blieb doch reine Magd.

3. Das Bümelein so kleine,das duftet uns so süß,mit seinem hellen Scheinevertreibt’s die Finsternis,wahr’ Mensch und wahrer Gott,hilft uns aus allem Leide,rettet von Sünd’ und Tod.

Frosty the Snowman

Frosty the snowmanWas a jolly happy soul,With a corn cob pipe and button noseAnd two eyes made out of coal.

Frosty the snowmanIs a fairy tale, they say,He was made of snow but children knowHow he came to life one day

There must have some magicIn that old silk hat they found.For when they placed it on his headHe began to dance around

Oh Frosty the snowmanWas alive as he could be,And the children say he could laugh and playJust the same as you and me.

Frosty the snowmanKnew the sun was hot that day,So he said, “Let’s run and we’ll have some funNow before I melt away.”

Down to the village,With a broomstick in his handRunning here and there all around the squareSayin’ “Catch me if you can!”

He led them down the streets of townRight to the traffic copAnd he only paused a momentWhen he heard him holler “Stop!”

For frosty the snowmanHad to hurry on his wayBut he waved goodbye sayin’“Don’t you cry, I’ll be back again someday.”

Thumpety thump thump (2x)Look at Frosty go.Thumpety thump thump (2x)Over the hills of snow

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

God Emrest ye merry gentlemen,

Let Cnothing ye dis

Bmay,

ReEm

member Christ our Savior

Was Cborn on Christmas

Bday,

To Amsave us

Dall from

GSatan’s

Bpow’r

WhenEm we were

Agone as

Dtray ;

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O Gtidings of

B7

comfort and Emjoy‚

AComfort and

Djoy,

O Gtidings of

B7

comfort and Emjoy.

In Bethlehem, in Jewry,This blessed babe was bornAnd laid within a mangerUpon this blessed mornThe which his mother MaryDid nothing take in scorn

O tidings …

From God our heavenly FatherA blessed angel came.And unto certain shepherdsBrought tidings of the same,How that in Bethlehem was bornThe Son of God by name:

O tidings …

“Fear not,” then said the angel,“Let nothing ye affright,This day is born a Savior,Of virtue, power, and might;So frequently to vanquish allThe friends of Satan quite”;

O tidings …

The shepherds at those tidingsRejoiced much in mind,And left their flocks a-feeding,In tempest, storm, and wind,And went to Bethlehem straightwayThis blessed babe to find:

O tidings …

But when to Bethlehem they came,Whereat this infant layThey found him in a manger,Where oxen feed on hay;His mother Mary kneeling,Unto the Lord did pray:

O tidings …

Now to the Lord sing praises,All ye within this place,And with true love and brotherhoodEach other now embrace;This holy tide of ChristmasAll others doth deface:

O tidings …

Good King Wenceslas

GGood King Wenceslas looked

D out

C On the

Dfeast of

GStephen,

When the snow lay ’round aDbout,

C Deep and

Dcrisp and

Geven.

Brightly shone the moon that Em

night‚C

Though the Dfrost was

Gcruel,

When a Ampoor man

Emcame in

D sight‚

G G ath’ring

Dwinter

C fuel.

G

“Hither, page, and stand by me,If thou know’st it tellingYonder peasant who is he?Where and what his dwelling?”“Sire, he lives a good league hence,Underneath the mountain,Right against the forest fence,By Saint Agnes’ fountain.”

“Bring me flesh and bring me wine,Bring me pine logs hither;Thou and I will see him dine,When we bear them thither.”Page and monarch, forth they went,Forth they went togetherThrough the rude wind’s wild lament,And the bitter weather.

“Sire, the night is darker now,And the wind blows stronger;

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Fails my heart, I know not how;I can go no longer.”“Mark my footsteps my good page,Tread thou in them boldly:Thou shalt find the winter’s rage,Freeze thy blood less coldly.

In his master’s steps he trod,Where the snow lay dinted;Heat was in the very sod,Which the Saint had printed.Therefore, Christian men, be sure,Wealth or rank possessing,Ye who now will bless the poor,Shall yourselves find blessing.

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

DHark! The herald angels

A sing,

“DGlory

Gto the

A newborn

D king;

Peace on earth and Bm

mercy E

mild,A God and sinners

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Aciled!”

DJoyful, all ye

(A D) nations

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Glory Dto the new

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Christ by highest heaven adored,Christ the everlasting Lord:Late in time behold Him come,Offspring of a virgin’s womb.Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,Hail th’incarnate Deity!Pleased as man with men to dwell,Jesus, our Emmanuel.

Hark! The herald angels sing …

Hail the heav’n born Prince of Peace!Hail the Sun of Righteousness!Light and life to all He brings,Ris’n with healing in His wings.Mild He lays His glory by,Born that man no more may dieBorn to raise the sons of earth,Born to give them second birth.

Hark! The herald angels sing …

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

CHave your

Amself a

Dmmerry little

G7 CChristmas‚

Let your Amhearts be

Dm Glight‚

C From now

Am on‚ our

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Will be Gout of

E7 A Dm Gsight

CHave your

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Make the Am

Yuletide Dm Ggay

C From now

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Here we Fmare as in

Emolden days,

Happy Dmgolden day

Gs of

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Gather Gnear to u

Ds once

Dm Gmore.

Through the years we all will be together,If the fates allowHang a shining star upon the highest bowAnd have yourself a merry little Christmas

now.

Here Comes Santa Claus

DHere comes Santa Claus!

Here comes Santa Claus!

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ARight down Santa Claus Lane Vixen and Blitzen and all his reindeerDPulling on the rein,GBells are ringing,

Dchildren

B singing

EmAll is

Amerry and

Dbright,

GHang your stockings and

Dsay your

B pray’rs,

“Cause Em

Santa Claus is Acoming to

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Here comes Santa Claus!Here comes Santa Claus!Right down Santa Claus Lane!He’s got a bag that is filled with toysFor the boys and girls again.Hear those sleighbells jingle, jangle,What a beautiful sight.So jump in bed, cover up your head,“Cause Santa Claus comes tonight.”

Here comes Santa Claus!Here comes Santa Claus!Right down Santa Claus Lane!He doesn’t care if you’re rich or poorFor he loves you just the same.Santa knows that we’re god’s childrenThat makes ev’rything right.Fill your hearts with a Christmas cheer,“Cause Santa Claus comes tonight!”

Here comes Santa Claus!Here comes Santa Claus!Right down Santa Claus Lane!He’ll come around when the chimes ring outThen it’s Christmas morn again.Peace on earth will come to allIf we just follow light.Let’s give thanks to the Lord above,“Cause Santa Claus comes tonight!”

Here We Come A-Wassailing

Here we come a-wassailingAmong the leaves so green,

Here we come a-wanderingSo fair to be seen

Love and joy come to youAnd to your wassail tooAnd God bless you, and send youA Happy New YearAnd God send you a Happy New Year.

We are not daily beggarsThat beg from door to doorBut we are neighbors’ childrenWhom you have seen before.

We have not a little purseOf stretching leather skinWe want a little of your moneto line it well within.

Bring us out a tableAnd spread it with a clothBring us our a mouldy cheese,And some of your Christmas loaf.

God bless the master of this house,Likewise the mistress too;And all the little childrenThat round the table go.

I Pastori

Io mi riGcordo, io mi ri

C Gcordo

Dera un giorno come un al

D tro‚

Fin dal matGtino, fin dal mat

C Gtino‚

Davevamo cammina

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Eravamo parCtiti ch’era l’

D Galba,

Salutando le C

mogli ed i figlD Gioli‚

Sulla strada aspetG7

tavano i C Emcompagni‚

GPer guidare le

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D Gmonti.

Io mi ricordo, io mi ricordoera un giorno come un altro,

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Quel pomeriggio, quel pomeriggio,Avevamo lavorato.

Le pecore nell’erba erano bianche,Come nuvole bianche in mezzo al cielo,Era freddo nell’aria e nel silenzio,Era calda la voce dei compagni.

Io mi ricordo, io mi ricordoera un giorno come un altro,E quella sera, e quella sera,eravamo molto stanchi.

Eravamo distesi attorno al fuoco,A pensare alle mogli ed ai figlioli,Il più vecchio canta va le preghiere,E l’antica promessa dei profeti.

Io mi ricordo, io mi ricordoera un giorno come un altro,E nella notte, e nella notte,eravamo addormentati,

E ciascuno nel sonno udì una voce,Che diceva svegliatevi pastori,E splendevano i campi per la luce,Che splendeva nel cielo e su di noi,

E poi l’angelo disse dove andare,E fu breve la strada per Betlemme,E trovammo la stalla ed il bambino,Che piangeva di freddo … ed era dio.

I Saw Three Ships

1. I Gsaw three ships come

Dsailing in

on G

Christmas day, on D

Christmas day,

I Gsaw three ships come

Dsailing in

on G

Christmas Cday in the

D G morning.

2. And what was in those ships all three …

3. Our Savior Christ and His lady …

4. Pray whither sailed those ships all three …

5. O they sailed into Bethlehem …

6. And all the bells on earth shall ring …

7. And all the angels in Heav’n shall sing …

8. And all the souls on Earth shall sing …

9. Then let us all rejoice amain …

I Wonder as I Wander

(b 246)

I Amwonder as I

Fwander

Out Cunder the

D9 sky‚

That AmJesus the

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come for to Amdie‚

For poor lowly Fpeople

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Out Amunder the

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When Mary bore Jesus’Twas in a cow-stall,With wisemen and farmersAnd shepherds and allAnd high from God’s heavenA star’s light did fallAnd the promise of ages,It did them recall.

If Jesus had wantedFor any wee thing,A star in the sky orA bird on the wing,Or all of God’s angelsIn heaven for to singHe surely could’ve had it,’Cause he is the King.

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I’ll Be Home For Christmas

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Ich steh an deiner Krippe hier

1. Ich Amsteh

(E)an

Amdeiner

GKrippe

C hier ,

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AmJesu,

Fdu mein

ELeben.

Ich Amkom

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Amdu mir

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2. Da ich noch nicht geboren war,da bist du mir geborenund hast mich dir zu eigen gar,eh ich dich kannt, erkoren.Eh ich durch deine Hand gemacht,da hast du schon bei dir bedacht,wie du mein wolltest werden.

4. Ich sehe dich mit Freuden anund kann mich nicht satt sehen;und weil ich nun nichts weiter kann,bleib ich anbetend stehen.O daß mein Sinn ein Abgrund wärund meine Seel ein weites Meer,daß ich dich möchte fassen!

Il est né le divin enfant

CIl est né le divin enfant

Jouez haut-Ambois, réso

Fnez mu

Gsettes.

CIl est né le divin enfant,

Chantons Amtous son a

F Gvène

Cme nt.

1. C

Depuis plus de quatre F

mille Cans,

Nous le promettaient Fles Prop

Ghètes,

CDepuis plus de quatre

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heureux G

temps.

Il est né le divin enfant …

2. Ah! qu’il est beau, qu’il est charmant!Ah! que ses grâces sont parfaites!Ah! qu’il est beau, qu’il est charmant!Qu’il est doux ce divin enfant.


3. Une étable est son logement,Un peu de paille est sa couchette,Une étable est son logementPour un Dieu quel abaissement!


4. Partez grands rois de l’Orient,Venez vous unir à nos fêtes!Partez grands rois de l’Orient,Venez adorez cet enfant.


5. Il veut nos coeurs, il les attend,Il naît pour faire leur conquête,Il veut nos coeurs, il les attend,Donnons-les lui donc promptement.


6. Ô Jésus, ô Roi tout puissant,Tout petit enfant que vous êtes!

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Ô Jésus, ô Roi tout puissant,Régnez sur nous entièrement.


In questa notte splendida

C. Chieffo (translation p. 299)

In Dquesta notte

D4

splendida di Dluce e di

A7

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il Dnostro cuore

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Dnato il

A7 D Salvator.

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Dlissimo le

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del cielo Bmdell’Al

Emtissi

A mo nel

Dla sua

A7 D verità.

Svegliatevi dal sonno, correte coi pastor.È notte di miracoli, di grazia e di stupor.Asciuga le tue lacrime, non piangere perchéGesù nostro carissimo è nato anche per te.

In questa notte limpida di gloria e di splendoril nostro cuore trepida: è nato il Salvator.Gesù nostro carissimo le porte ci aprirà,il Figlio dell’Altissimo con noi sempre sarà.

It Came upon the Midnight Clear

It Gcame u

Cpon the

Gmidnight clear,

That C

glorious Asong of

Dold,

From Gangels

Cbending

Gnear the earth

To Ctouch their

Dharps of

Ggold:

“Peace Bon the earth, good

Emwill to men,

From Dheav’n’s all

A7

gracious D king!”

The Gworld in

Csolemn

Gstillness lay

To Chear the

Dangels

G sing.

Still through the cloven skies they comeWith peaceful wings unfurledAnd still their heav’nly music floatsO’er all the weary world:Above its sad and lowly plains

They bended on hov’ring wing,And ever o’er its Babel soundsThe blessed angels sing.

And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,Whose forms are bending low,Who toil a long the climbing wayWith weary steps and slow,Look up! For glad and golden hoursCome swiftly on the wingO rest beside the weary roadAnd hear the angels sing.

For lo, the days are hast’ning on,By prophets bards foretoldWhen with the ever circling yearsComes round the Age of Gold,When peace shall over all the earthIts ancient splendors flingAnd all the world give back the songWhich now the angels sing.

Jingle Bell Rock

CJinglebell, jinglebell jinglebell Rock,C

Jinglebells Aswing and

DmJinglebells ring

DmSnowin’ and

G7

blowin’ up Dmbushels of

Gfun,

D7

Now the jingle Ghop has begun.

CJinglebell, jinglebell jinglebell Rock,C

Jinglebells A chime in

DmJinglebells time

DmDancin’ and

G7

prancin’ in Dm

Jinglebell GSquare

D7

In the G7

frosty C

air.

What F

bright time, it’s the right time

To C7+

rock the night away,

JingleDbell time is a swell time

GTo go glidin’ in a one horse sleigh.C

Giddyap, jingle horse, pick up your feet

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CJingle a

Around the

Fcloc k

FMix and mingle in

Fmjinglin’ beat

D7

That’s the Gjinglebell,

D 7

That’s the Gjinglebell,

D 7

That’s the GJinglebell

CRock!

Jingle Bells

GJingle Bells, Jingle Bells,

Jingle Call the

Gw ay !

COh what fun it

G is to ride

In a Aone-horse open

Dsleigh!

GJingle Bells, Jingle Bells,

Jingle Call the

Gw ay !

COh what fun it

G is to ride

In a Done-horse open

Gsleigh!

GD ashing through the snow

In a one-horse open Csleigh

AmO’er the fields we

Dgo,

Laughing all the G

wayGBells on bobtail ring,

Making spirits Cbright

AmOh what fun it

G is to sing

A D7

sleighing song toG

night!

Jingle Bells …

A day or two ago,I thought I’d take a rideAnd soon Miss Fanny BrightWas seated by my sideThe horse was lean and lank,

Misfortune seemed his lotHe got into a drifted bank,And then we got upshot!

Jingle Bells …

Joy to the World

CJoy to the world! The Lord

G is

C come‚

Let Fearth re

Gceive her

C king

Let ev’ry heart prepare him room,

And

heav’n and nature sing

And Gheav’n and nature sing,

And Cheav’n and heaven

Fand

Cna

Gtur e

Csing.

Joy to the world! The savior reigns;Let men their songs employWhile fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains,Repeat the sounding joyRepeat the sounding joy,Repeat, repeat the sounding joy.

He rules the world with truth and grace,And makes the nations proveThe glories of His righteousness,And wonders of His loveAnd wonders of His love,And wonders, wonders of his love.

Les anges dans nos campagnes

(English version p. 52; Capo: 3nd Fret)

1. C Les anges dans

Gnos cam

Cpagnes

ont entonné l’hymGne des

Ccieux.

Et l’écho de Gnos mon

Ctagnes

redit ce chant méGlodi

Ceux:

C AmGlo

Dm G-

C Am Dm r

Gia

Cin

Gex

Ccel

Fsis

C GDeo.

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Em AmGlo

Dm G-

C Am Dm r

Gia

Cin

Gex

Ccel

Fsis

C G CDe-o.

2. Bergers quittez vos retra ites,unissez-vous à ce concert,et que vos tendres musettes,fassent retentir les airs.

Gloria …

3. Ils annoncent la naissancedu libérateur d’Israël.Et pleins de reconnaissancechantent en ce jour solennel:

Gloria …

4. Cherchons tous l’heureux villagequi l’a vu naître sous ses toits.Offrons-lui le tendre hommage,et de nos cœurs et de nos voix.

Gloria …

Let it Snow

Oh, the D

weather outA7

side is D

frightful,

But the F#mfire is

E7

so delightful,

And B since we’ve no place to

Em go‚

Let it A snow! Let it snow! Let it

D snow!

It doesn’t show signs of stopping,And I brought some corn for popping,The lights are turned ’way down low,Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!

When we Afinally kiss goodnight,

F #

How I’ll Bmhate going

Eout in the

Astorm.

But if Ayou’ll really hold me tight,

F #

BAll the way

Ehome I’ll be

Aw arm.

The fire is slowly dying and my dear,We’re still goodbye-ing

But as long as you love me so,Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow!

Lo, how a Rose e’er Blooming

Es ist ein Ros entsprungen (p. 56) – 1st q: C

1. F

Lo, how a B ffff

Rose e’er C

blooDm

mingB ffff

From Ftender stem

Chath

Fsprung!

Of Jesse’s B ffff

lineage Cco

Dmming‚

B ffff

As F

men of old Chave

Fsung.

It Gm

came(Am)‚ a f

Flowe

(G)ret

Cbright,

AF

mid the B ffff

cold of Cwin

Dter,

GmWhen

Fhalf spent was

Cthe

Fnight.

2. Isaiah ’twas foretold it,The Rose I have in mind;With Mary we behold it,The Virgin Mother kind.To show God’s love aright,She bore to us a Savior,When half spent was the night.

3. O Flower, whose fragrance tenderWith sweetness fills the air,Dispel in glorious splendorThe darkness everywhere;True Man, yet very God,From sin and death He saves us,And lightens every load.

Maria durch ein’ Dornwald ging


1. MaEmria

Cdurch ein’

AmDornwald

B7

ging,EmKyrie

Amleis

B7

on!

MaEmria

Gdurch ein’

AmDornwald

D ging,

der Emhatte in

C sieben Jahrn kein

D7 Laub

B getragen.

CJesus

Amund Ma

Bmri -

Em a.

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2. Was trug Maria unter ihrem Herzen?Kyrieleison!Ein kleines Kindlein ohne Schmerzen,das trug Maria unterm Herzen!Jesus und Maria.

3. Da hab’n die Dornen Rosen getragen,Kyrieleison!Als das Kindlein durch den Wald getragen,da haben die Dornen Rosen getragen!Jesus und Maria.

Maria Walks Amid the Thorn

Maria durch ein’ Dornwald ging (p. 64)

MaEmria

Cwalks a

Ammid the

B7

thorn,EmKyrie

Amleis

B7

on!

MaEmria

Cwalks a

Ammid the

Dthorn

Which Emseven

Cyears no

D7 leaf has

B born.

CJesus

Amand Ma

Bmri -

Em a.

What ’neath her heart doth Mary bear?Kyrie eleison.A little child doth Mary bear,Beneath her heart He nestles there.Jesus and Maria.

And as the two are passing near,Kyrie eleison.Lo! Roses on the thorns appear,Lo! Roses on the thorns appear.Jesus and Maria.

Minuit chrétiens


CMinuit, chrétiens, c’est l’

Fheure

Csolennelle

Où l’Homme Dieu descenGdit jusqu’à

C nous

Pour effacer la F

faute origiC

nelle

Et de son EmPère apai

B7

ser le courEm

roux.

Le G

monde enG7

tier tresC

saille d’espérance

En Gcette

G7

nuit qui Clui donne un sauveur.

AmPeuple à ge

Emnoux,

AtDm

tends ta délivAm

rance!

NoC G ël! No

C F ël! Voi

C Gci le Rédemp

Cteur!

C7

NoG G7

ël! NoC F ël! Voi

C Gci le Rédemp

Cteur !

De notre foi que la lumière ardenteNous guide tous au berceau de l’enfant,Comme autrefois, une étoile brillanteY conduisit les trois chefs d’Orient,Le Roi des rois né dans la dépendanceEn lui confond toute humaine grandeur

Peuple à genoux …

Enfin Jésus a brisé toute entrave;La terre est libre et le ciel est ouvert.Il voit un frère où n’était qu’un esclaveL’amour unit ceux qu’enchaînait le fer.Oh! Qui dira notre reconnaissanceA ce Jésus, notre aimable Sauveur?

Peuple à genoux …

Noel

Then did appear a wondrous star,Shining in the East, beyond them far;Unto the earth it gave great light,And so it continued both day and night.

And by the light of that same star,Three wise men came from country far;To seek a king was their intent,And to follow the star wherever it went.

This star drew night to the northwest,O’er Bethlehem it took its restAnd there it did both stop and stay,Right over the place where Jesus lay.

Then entered in those wise men three,Full reverently upon their knee

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And offered there in His presence,Their gold and myrrh, and frankincense.

O Come All Ye Faithful

Adeste fideles (p. 52)

O Gcome, all ye

Dfaithful,

G (D G)Joyful and

C G D triumphant

O Emcome,

Aye, O

Dcome, ye,

Gto

D A D Bethlehem:

GCome and be

Dhold

GHim,

DBorn the

Emking of

Dangels

O Gcome, let us adore him,

O c ome, let us adore him,

O Ccome, let us a

Ddore him,

G D Christ the

GLord

Sing, choirs of angels,Sing in exultation,Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above;Glory to GodIn the highest glory!

Yea, Lord, we greet thee,Born this happy morningJesus, to thee be all glory givenWord of the Father,Now in flesh appearing

O Come, O Come Emmanuel

Veni veni Emmanuel (p. 78)

O come, O come EmmanuelAnd ransom captive IsraelThat mourns in lonely exile hereUntil the Son of God appear

Rejoice, rejoice, Emmanuel,Shall come to thee, O Israel

O come, thou rod of Jesse, free,Thine own Satan’s tyranny.From depths of hell they people save,

And give them vict’ry o’er the grave.

Rejoice …

O come, Thou Day-Spring come and cheer,Our spirits by Thine advent here;Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,And death’s dark shadows put to flight.

Rejoice …

O come, Thou Key of David, come,And open wide our heav’nly homeMake safe the way that leads on highAnd close the path of misery.

Rejoice …

O come, O come, Thou Lord of might,Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai’s height,In ancient times did’st give the law,In cloud, and majesty and awe.

Rejoice …

O Holy Night

Minuit chrétiens (p. 65)

CO Holy Night, the

Fstars are brightly

Cshining,

It is the night of the G

dear savior’s Cbirth.

Long lay the world in F

sin and error C pining,

Till He apEmpeared and the

B7

soul felt its Em

worth.

A Gthrill of

G7 hope, the

Cweary world rejoices,

For Gyonder

G7

breaks a Cnew and glorious morn.

AmFall on your

Emknees!

O Dmhear the angel

Amvoices!

O C G

night diviC Fne! O

C G night when Christ was

C C7

born!

O G G7

night diviC Fne! O

C G night‚ O night di

Cvine!

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Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,With glowing heart by His cradle we standSo led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,Here came the wise men from the Orient land.The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger,In all our trials, born to be our friend.

He knows our need,He guardeth us from danger;Behold your King! Before the lowly bend!Behold your King! Before the lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;His law is love and His gospel is peace;Chains shall he break, for the slave is our

brother,And in his name, all oppression cease.With hymns of joy in grateful chorus raising,Let every heart adore his Holy Name!

Christ is the Lord!With saint and seraph praising,His power and glory proclaim!His power and glory proclaim!

O Little Town of Bethlehem

O Dlittle town of

GBethlehem,

How Dstill we

Asee thee

D lie!

ADbove thy

Bdeep and

Emdreamless sleep,

The Dsilent

Astars go

Dby

Yet Din thy

Emdark streets

F#

shineth

The Bmever

Glasting

F#

light

The D7

hopes and fears of Gall the years

Are Dmet in

A7

thee toD

night.

For Christ is born of Mary,And gathered all above,While mortals sleep, the angels keepTheir watch of wond’ring love.O morning stars together,Proclaim the holy birth,

The praises sing to God the king,And peace to men on earth.

How silently, how silently,The wondrous gift is giv’n!So God imparts to human heartsThe blessings of his heav’n.No ear may hear his coming,But in the world of sin,Where meek souls will receive Him stillThe dear Christ enters in.

O holy child of Bethlehem,Descend to us we prayCast out our sin and enter in,Be born in us today.We hear the Christmas angelsThe great glad tidings tellO come to us, abide with us,Our Lord Emmanuel.

Personent

Personent hodieVoces puerulaeLaudantes jucundeQui nobis est natus.Summo Deo datus.

Ideo, ideoIdeo gloria, in excelsis Deo.

On this day, earth shall ringWith the song children singTo the Lord, to our KingBorn on earth to save us;Him the Father gave us.

Ideo …

His the doom, ours the mirth;When He came, down to earthBethlehem saw His birth;Ox and ass beside Him.From the cold would hide Him.

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Quanno nascette Ninno

S. Alfonso Maria de’ Liguori(English version p. 79)

1. D

Quanno nascette Ninno a BetlemA7

me‚

era notte e pareva D A7 D miezojuorno

Maje le A7

stelle, lustre e Dbelle,

se veA7

dèttero accusDsí

e ’a Bm

cchiù Em A7

lucente‚

jette a chiammá li Magge a ll’D A7 D Uriente .

Maje le stelle, lustre e belle, se vedèttero accussí se vedèttero accussí.

2. De pressa se scetajeno ll’auciellecantanno de na forma tutta nova:Pe’ nsi’ ’agrille, co’ li strille,e zompanno ’a ccá e ’a llá:– E’ nato! E’ nato! –– decévano – lo Dio che nce ha criato! –Pe’ nsi’ ’agrille …

3. Co’ tutto ch’era vierno, Ninno bello,nascettero a migliara rose e sciurePe’ nsi’ ’o ffieno, sicco e tuosto,ca fuje puosto sott’a te,se ’nfigliulettee de frunnelle e sciure se vestettePe’ nsí’ ’o ffieno …

4. A no che se chiamma Ngadde,sciurettero le vvigne e ascette ll’uva.Ninno mio sapuretiello,rappusciello d’uva si’ tuca, tutt’ammore,faje doce ’a vocca e po’ ’mbriache ’e core!Ninno mio …

5. Non c’erano nemice pe’ la terra:La pecora pasceva co’ ’o lioneCo’ ’o capretto, se vedette

’o liupardo pazzeáLl’urzo e ’o vetielloe, co’ lo lupo, ’mpace ’o pecoriello.Co’ ’o capretto …

6. S’arrevotaje ’nsomma tutt’ ’o munno:lo cielo, ’a terra, ’o mare e tutt’ ’e ggente …Chi dormeva, se senteva’mpiett’ ’o core pazzeápe’ la prejezza;E se sonnava pace e contentezzaChi dormeva …

7. Guardavano le ppecore, ’e PastureE n’Angelo, sbrennente cchiù d’ ’o sole,Comparette e lle decette:– No ve spaventate, no!Contento e riso!la terra è addeventata Paraviso! –Comparette …

8. A vuje è nato ogge, a Bettalemme,d’ ’o munno, ll’aspettato SarvatoreDint’ ’e panne ’o trovarrite,non potite maje sgarrá,arravogliatoe dint’a lu Presebbio corecatoDint’ ’e panne …

Quem pastores laudavere

1. Quem pastores laudavere,quibus angeli dixere,absit vobis iam timere,natus est rex gloriae.

2. Ad quem magi ambulabant,aurum, thus, myrrham portabant,immolabant haec sincerenato regi gloriae.

3. Exultemus cum MariaIn coelesti hierarchiaNatum promat voce pialaus honor et gloria.

4. Christo regi, Deo nato,per Mariam nobis dato,

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merito resonet verelaus, honor et gloria.

Re Magi (Vanno vanno)

Vanno vanno vannoi tre re magivanno vannoe non si fermerannofinché non troverannonon troveranno tebambino re dei re.

Giorno e notte i tre cammellipiano piano han camminatoposti brutti e posti bellilentamente han traversato.Il deserto e la forestai paesi in riva al maregente triste e gente in festali vedevano passare.

Vanno …

Nella notte c’è la stellache sicura li conducecom’è dolce, com’è bellacom’è chiara la sua luce.Alla fine del camminotroveranno la capannadove dormi Dio bambinotra le braccia della mamma.

Vanno …

Rise Up Shepherd and Follow

There’s a C

star in the Dm

East on Em

Christmas F

mornC

Rise up Effff7

shepherd and Dmfollow

G

It will Amlead to the

C7

place where the F

Savior’s B ffff7 born.

C Rise up

G7

shepherd and F

follow C

CLeave your

Emewes and

Fleave your

C lambs.

C Rise up

Effff7

shepherd and Dmfollow

G

AmLeave your

C7

sheep and F

leave yourB ffff7

rams.C

Rise up G7

shepherd and F

follow C

Follow, follow,Rise up shepherd and follow.Follow the star to Bethlehem.Rise up shepherd and follow.

If you take good heed to the angel’s word …You’ll forget your flocks, you’ll forget your

herd …

Leave your ewes …

Riu riu chiu (Guardo el lobo)

(Translation p. 304)

Riu, riu, chiu, la guarda ribera.Dios guardo el lobo de nuestra cordera.Dios guardo el lobo de nuestra cordera.

1. El lobo rabioso la quiso morder,Mas Dios poderoso la supo defender.Quiso le hazer que no pudiesse pecar,ni aun original esta Virgen no tuviera.

Riu, riu, chiu …

2. Este qu’es naçido es el gran MonarcaChristo patriarca de carne vestidoHanos redimido con se hazer chiquito,aunque era infinito, finito se hiziera.

Riu, riu, chiu …

3. Muchas profeçias lo han profetizado;y aun en nuestros dias lo hemos alcançado.A Dios humanado vemos en el sueloy al hombre el cielo porque el le quisiera.

Riu, riu, chiu …

4. Yo vi mil garçones que andavan cantando,Por aqui bolando haziendo mil sones,diziendo a gascones: “Gloria sea en el çieloy paz en el suelo, pues Jesus nasçiera.”

Riu, riu, chiu …

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5. Este viene a dar a los muertos vida,y viene a reparar de todos la caida,Es la luz del dia aqueste moçuelo,este es el cordero que San Juan dixera.

Riu, riu, chiu …

6. Mira bien que os quadre, que ansina looyera:

que Dios no pudiera hazerla mas que madre;El que era su Padre oy della nasçioy el que la crio su hijo se dixera.

Riu, riu, chiu …

7. Pues que ya tenemos lo que desseamos,todos juntos vamos, presentes llevemos,Todos le daremos nuestra voluntad,pues a se igualar con el hombre viniera.

Riu, riu, chiu …

Rorate caeli desuper

(b 50; translation p. 304) – 1st q: F

Rorate, caeli, desuper,et nubes pluant justum.

1. Ne irascaris Domine,ne ultra memineris iniquitatis,ecce civitas Sancti facta est deserta,Sion deserta facta est,Jerusalem desolata est,domus sanctificationis tuae et gloriae tuae,ubi laudaverunt te, patres nostri.

Rorate …

2. Peccavimus, et facti sumus tamquamimmundus nos,

et cecidimus quasi folium universi:et iniquitates nostrae quasi ventus abstulerunt

nos:abscondisti faciem tuam a nobis,et allisisti nos in manu iniquitatis nostrae.

Rorate …

3. Vide Domine afflictionem populi tui,et mitte quem missurus es:emitte Agnum dominatorem terrae,de petra deserti ad montem filiae Sion,ut auferat ipse jugum captivitatis nostrae.

Rorate …

4. Consolamini, consolamini, popule meus:cito veniet salus tua!Quare moerore consumeris,quia innovavit te dolor?Salvabo te, noli timere;ego enim sum Dominus Deus tuus,Sanctus Israel, Redemptor tuus.

Rorate …

Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer

CRudolph the red nosed reindeer

Had a very shiny Gnose

And if you ever saw it,

You would even say it C

glows.

All of the other reindeerUsed to laugh and call him names,They never let poor RudolphPlay in any reindeer games.

FThen one foggy

CChristmas Eve,

GSanta came to

Csay,

“G

Rudolph, with your nose so G7

bright‚Am

Won’t you D

guide my G

sleigh toG7

night?”

Then how the reindeer loved him,As they shouted our with glee:“Rudolph, the red nosed reindeer,You’ll go down in history!”

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Sans Day Carol

Now the Dholly

Abears a

Dberry

As G

white as A

the Dmilk

And D

Mary Abore

DJesus

Who was Gwrapped up

Ain

D silk

And A

Mary bore DJesus Christ,

Our F#m

Savior for toBm be

And the G

first tree Ain the

Bmgreenwood,

It Emwas the

A Dholly‚ hol

Gly‚ hol

F#

ly

And the G

first tree Ain the

Bmgreenwood,

It Emwas the

A Dholly.

Now the holly bears a berryAs green as the grassAnd Mary bore JesusWho died on the cross

And Mary bore Jesus Christ …

Now the holly bears a berryAs black as the coalAnd Mary bore JesusWho died for us all


Now the holly bears a berry,As blood it is redThen trust we our SaviorWho rose from the dead.


Santa Claus is Comin’ to Town

You Abetter watch out, you

Dbetter not cry,

ABetter not pout, I’m

Dtellin’ you why,

ASanta

F#mClaus is

Bmcomin’ to

A town!

He’s makin’ a list and checking it twiceHe’s gonna find out who’s naughty and nice,Santa Claus is comin’ to town

He Emsees you

Awhen you’re

Dsleepin’,

He Em

knows when Ayou’re a

Dw ake.

He F#m

knows if B7

you’ve been E

bad or (C#m)good

So be A

good for B

goodness’ Esake!

Oh you better watch out, you better not cryBetter not pout, I’m telling you whySanta Claus is comin’ to town

With little tin horns and little toy drumsRooty-toot-toots and rmmy-tum-tumsSanta Claus is comin’ to town!

With curly head dolls that toddle and coo,Elephants, boats and kiddie cars tooSanta Claus is comin’ to town!

He sees you when you’re sleepin’ …

The kids in girl and boy land will have jubileeThey’re gonna buld a toyland townAll around the Christmas tree

So you better watch out, you better not cry,Better not pout. I’m telling you why,Santa Claus is comin’ to town!

He sees you when you’re sleepin’ …

Silent Night

Stille Nacht (p. 73)

ASilent night, holy night,EAll is calm,

Aall is bright,

’DRound yon Virgin

AMother and Child,

AHoly infant, so

Atender and

F#mmild‚

BmSleep in

Eheavenly

Apeace,

Sleep in E7

heavenly A

peace.

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Silent night, holy night,Shepherds quake at the sight.Glories stream from Heaven afarHeavenly hosts sing alleluia!|: Christ, the savior is born. :|

Silent night, holy night,Son of God, love’s pure lightRadiant beams from thy holy face,With the dawn of redeeming grace,|: Jesus, Lord at Thy birth. :|

Silver Bells

City Csidewalks, busy

D7

sidewalks

Dressed in Fholiday

D7

style.

In the Gair there’s a feeling of

C Christmas

Children laughing, people passingMeeting smile after smileAnd on ev’ry street corner you hear

CSilver Bells,

Fsilver bells,

D7

GIt’s Christmastime in the

Ccity

G7

CRing-a-ling,

Fhear them ring,

D7

GSoon it will be Christmas

CD ay.

String of street lights, even stop lightsBlink a bright red and greenAs the shoppers rush home with their treasures

Hear the now crunch, see the kids bunch,This is Santa’s big scene,And above all this bustle you hear

Silver Bells …

Sing Lullaby (The Infant King)

1. Sing lullaby!Lullaby baby now recliningSing lullaby!Hush, do not wake the infant KingAngels are watching, stars are shining

Over the place where He is lyingSing lullaby!

2. Sing lullaby!Lullaby, baby now asleepingSing lullaby!Hush, do not wake the infant KingSoon will come sorrow with the morningSoon will come bitter grief and weepingSing lullaby!

3. Sing lullaby!Lullaby, baby now a-dozingSing lullaby!Hush, do not wake the infant KingSoon comes the Cross, the nails the piercingGladsome morningThen in the grave at last reposingSing lullaby!

4. Sing lullaby!Lullaby, is the babe awaking?Sing lullaby!Hush, do not wake the infant KingDreaming of Easter gladsome morningConquering death, its bondage breakingSing lullaby!

Soon and Very Soon

Advent

GSoon and very soon,C

We are Ggoing to

Dsee the

GKing

DSoon and very soon,C

We are Ggoing to

Dsee the

GKing

GSoon and very soon,C

We are Ggoing to

Dsee the

Em CKing

HalleG C

lujah, halleG C

lujah,

we are Ggoing to

Dsee the

GKing.

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No more cryin’ there …We are going to see the King.

No more dyin’ there …We are going to see the King.

Soon and very soon …We are going to see the King.

Stasera (Aria di neve)

T: G. Clericetti – M: A. Mascagni(translation p. 305)

D

Aria di neve staG

sera e nesD

suno

ha G

tempo di aD

prire la G

porta e il D

cuore.Dm

Aria di neve staGm

sera e qualDm

cuno

anG°

cora va in Dm

giro, anGm

cora non Dm

sa

dove andGm

rà Gm6

questa Dm

notte a Gm

ripoD

sare.

Un D

uomo che G

batte a A

tutte le D

porte

un uomo che G

chiede a A

tutte le D

caseG

se non D

c’è un G

posto per D

lei,

per G

lei, per G°

lei che è con D

me.

Aria di neve …

La donna si piega sul suo dolore,al figlio che nasce darà il suo calore,ci sarà un muro, vedrai,vedrai, vedrai basterà.

Aria di neve stasera e nessunoha tempo di aprire la porta e il cuore.Aria di neve stasera e nel cielosi muove una stella che si fermeràsolo làsulla casa più lontana.

Il bimbo che piange in mezzo alla pagliala donna che prega e l’uomo che guarda.Regnerà. Il mondo chi seichi sei, chi sei non lo sa.

Aria di neve stasera e nessunoha tempo di aprire la porta e il cuore.Aria di neve stasera e nel cielosi muove una stella che si fermeràsolo làsulla casa più lontana.

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Stille Nacht heilige Nacht

(English version: p. 71) – 1st q: E

1. A

Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht!EAlles schläft,

A einsam wacht

Dnur das traute hoch

Aheilige Paar.

D Holder Knabe im

Alockigen

F#mHaar,

Bmschlaf in

Ehimmlischer

A Ruh,

schlaf in E7 himmlischer

A Ruh! :|

2. Stille Nacht, heilige Nacht!Hirten erst kundgemachtdurch der Engel Halleluja,tönt es laut von fern und nah:|: Christ, der Retter ist da! :|

3. Stille Nacht, Heilige Nacht!Gottes Sohn, oh, wie lachtlieb’ aus deinem göttlichen Mund,da uns schlägt die rettende Stund,|: Christ, in deiner Geburt! :|

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The Christmas Song

CChestnuts

Dm7

roasting G7

on an Copen fire,

F G7

AmJack Frost

Gm7

nipping C7

at your Fnose,

E4 E

AmYuletide

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Csung by a

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up like B ffff

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mos

Dm7

EveryG7

body Cknows, a

Dm7

turkey G7

and someC F G7

mistletoe‚ AmHelp to

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make the C7

season F

bright.E4 E

AmTiny

Fmtots with their

Ceyes all a-

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glow,

Will Emfind it

Amhard to

F Gsleep to

C night.

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Santa’s on his Gm7 Cway.

He’s loaded Gm7

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D7

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And Cso, I’m

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F G7

To Amkids from

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E4 E

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though it’s been Fmsaid many

Ctimes, many

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Merry C

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They know that Santa’s on his way …

The Coventry Carol

GmLullay, thou little

Cmtiny

Dchild,

GmBy‚ by, lul

Cmly‚

D Gmlullay

LulF

lay, thou little Cmtiny

Dchild,

GmBy‚ by, lul

Cmly‚

D Glullay

O sisters too, how may we do,For to preserve this dayThis poor youngling for whom we singBy, by lully, lullay

Herod the king in his raging,Charged he hath this dayHis men of might, in his own sight,All children young to slay.

Then woe is me, poor child, for thee,And ever mourn and dayFor Thy parting, nor say nor sing,By, by lully, lullay

The First Noel

The Cfirst No

Gel‚ the

Fangel did

C say‚

Was to Fcertain poor

C shepherds in

Ffields as

G they

C lay‚

In Cfields where

G they lay

Fkeeping their

C sheep‚

On a Fcold winter’s

Cnight that

Fwas

Gso

Cdeep

NoCel‚ N

Emoel‚ No

Fel‚ No

Cel

FBorn is the

CKing of

F G CIsrael

They looked up and saw a starShining in the east beyond them farAnd to the earth it gave great lightAnd so it continued both day and night.

Noel …

And by the light of that same starThree wise men came from country far;To seek for a king was their intent,And to follow the star wherever it went.

Noel …

This star drew nigh to the northwestO’er Bethlehem it took its restAnd there it did both stop and stayRight o’er the place where Jesus lay.

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Noel …

Then entered in those Wise men threeFull reverently on bended kneeAnd offered there in His presenceTheir gold and myrrh and frankincense.

Noel …

Then let us all with one accordSing praises to our heavenly Lord;That hath made heaven and earth of naught,And with his blood mankind hath bought.

Noel …

The Friendly Beast

DJesus our brother,

A kind and

D good

Was Dhumbly

Gborn in a

Astable

D rude

And the Dfriendly

G beasts ar

Aound Him

Dstood

D Jesus our

Bmbrother,

Emkind and

D good.

“I,” said the donkey, shaggy and brown,“I carried His mother up hill and down;I carried her safely to Bethlehem town.”“I,” said the donkey, shaggy and brown.

“I,” said the cow, all white and red“I gave Him my manger for a bed;I gave Him my hay to pillow His head.”“I,” said the cow, all white and red.

“I,” said the sheep with curly horn,“I gave Him my wool for His blanket warm;He wore my coat on Christmas morn.”“I,” said the sheep with curly horn.

“I,” said the dove from the rafters high,“Cooed Him to sleep that He should not cry;We cooed Him to sleep, my mate and I.”“I,” said the dove from the rafters high.

“I,” said the camel, yellow and black,“Over the desert, upon my back,

I brought Him a gift in the Wise Men’s pack.”“I,” said the camel, yellow and black.

Thus every beast by some good spellIn the stable dark was glad to tellOf the gift he gave Emmanuel,The gift he gave Emmanuel.

The King Shall Come when Morning Dawns

The King shall come when morning dawns,And light triumphant breaks;When beauty gilds the eastern hills,And life to joy awakes.

Not as of old a little childTo bear, and fight, and die,But crowned with glory like the sunThat lights the morning sky.

O brighter than the rising mornWhen He, victorious, rose,And left the lonesome place of death,Despite the rage of foes.

O brighter than that glorious mornShall this fair morning be,When Christ, our King, in beauty comes,And we His face shall see.

The King shall come when morning dawns,And earth’s dark night is past;O haste the rising of that morn,The day that aye shall last.

And let the endless bliss begin,By weary saints foretold,When right shall triumph over wrong,And truth shall be extolled.

The King shall come when morning dawns,And light and beauty brings:Hail, Christ the Lord! Thy people pray,Come quickly, King of kings.

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The Seven Rejoices of Mary

The first rejoice our Lady gotIt was a rejoice of one.It was a rejoice of her dear SonWhom he was born young …

Glory may be and blessed now is she.And those who sing the seven long versesIn honor of our Lady.Sing alleluia! Sing alleluia!Sing alleluia, the Heavens are true.Sing alleluia!

The Twelve Days of Christmas

On the Ffirst of day of

DmChristmas,

My Gmtrue love

C sent to

Fme

A F

partridge in a Cpear

Ftree.

SecondC

Two turtle doves

ThirdC

Three French hens

FourthCFour calling birds

FifthF

Five Ggolden

Crings

SixthC

Six geese a-layingSeventh Seven swans a-swimmingEighth Eight maids a-milkingNinth Nine ladies dancingTenth Ten lords a-leapingEleventh Eleven pipers pipingTwelfth Twelve drummers drumming

Tochter Zion

1. C

Tochter Zion, G freue dich!

C Jauchze,

Amlaut,

CJe

Grusa

C lem!

Am Sieh, dein

Dm CKönig

Dmkommt zu

E dir!

AmJa er

Dkommt, der

G DFriedens

Gfürst.

CTochter Zion,

G freue dich!

C Jauchze,

Amlaut,

CJe

Grusa

C lem!

2. Hosianna, Davids Sohn,sei gesegnet deinem Volk!Gründe nun dein ewig’ Reich,hosianna in der Höh’!Hosianna, Davids Sohn,sei gesegnet deinem Volk!

3. Hosianna, Davids Sohn,sei gegrüßet, König mild!Ewig steht dein Friedensthron,du, des ew’gen Vaters Kind.Hosianna, Davids Sohn,sei gegrüßet, König mild!

Tu scendi dalle stelle

Alfonso Maria de’ Liguori

Tu D scendi dalle stelle,

o Re del A

cielo‚

|: E Avieni in una grotta

al freddo e al geDlo. :|

O bamA

bino mio diD

vino,

io ti A

vedo qui a treD

m ar !

|: O DDio b

Aeato, ah quanto ti costò

l’avermi amaDto. :|

A te che sei del mondo,il Creatore,|: Mancano panni e fuoco,o mio Signore. :|

Caro eletto pargoletto,quanto questa povertà,più m’innamora,giacché ti fece amor,povero ancora.

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Twas in the Moon of Wintertime

Huron Christmas Carol – Jean de Brebeuf

’TwasEm in the moon of wintertime

When all the Bm

birds had Emfled

That Em

mighty Gitchi Manitou

Sent angel Bmchoirs ins

Emtead

BeBmfore their light the

Amstars grew dim

And Emwond’ring hunters

Bmheard the hymn:

EmJesus, your

BmKing, is

Emborn;

JeBmsus is

Emborn! In e

Amxcelsis

Bm Am gloria!

Within a lodge of broken bark,The tender Babe was foundA ragged robe of rabbit skinEnwrapped His beauty roundAnd as the hunter braves drew nigh,The angel song rang loud and high:

Jesus, your King, is born …

O children of the forest free,O songs of ManitouThe Holy Child of earth and heav’nIs born today for youCome kneel before the radiant BoyWho brings you beauty, peace and joy:

Jesus, your King, is born …

Unto Us a Boy is Born

Unto us a boy is born!The King of all creation,Came he to a world forlorn,The Lord of every nation.

Cradled in a stall was heWith sleepy cows and asses;But the very beasts could seeThat He all men surpasses.

Herod then with fear was filled:“A prince,” he said, “in Jewry!”All the little boys he killedAt Bethlehem in his fury.

Now may Mary’s son, who cameSo long ago to love us,Lead us all with hearts aflameUnto the joys above us.

Alpha and omega He!Now let the organ thunder,While the choir with peals of gleeDoth rend the air asunder.

Up on the housetop

DUp on the housetop the reindeer pauseG

Out jumps Dgood old

ASanta Claus

DDown through the Chimney with lots of toysGAll for the

Dlittle ones,

AChristmas

D joys

GHo! Ho! Ho!

DWho wouldn’t go

AHo! Ho! Ho!

DWho wouldn’t go

DUp on the housetop

Gclick click click,

DDown through the chimney with

Aol’ St.

D Nick

First comes the stocking of Little NellOh dear Santa fill it wellGive her a dollie that laughs and criesOne that’ll open and shut her eyes

Ho! Ho! Ho! …

Next comes the stocking of little WillJust see what a glorious fill!Here is a hammer and lots of tacksAlso a ball and a whip that cracks

Ho! Ho! Ho! …

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Veni veni Emmanuel


1. Veni, veni Emmanuel:captivum solve Israel,qui gemit in exilio,privatus Dei Filio.

Gaude, gaude! Emmanuelnascetur pro te, Israel.

2. Veni, o Iesse Virgula;ex hostis tuos ungula,de spectu tuos tartari,educ, et antro barathri.

Gaude …

3. Veni, veni, o Oriens;solare nos adveniens;noctis depelle nebulas,dirasque noctis tenebras.

Gaude …

4. Veni, Clavis Davidica;regna reclude caelica;fac iter tutum superum,et claude vias inferum.

Gaude …

5. Veni, veni, Adonai,qui populo in Sinai,legem dedisti vertice,in maiestate gloriae.

Gaude …

We Three Kings of Orient Are

EmWe three kings of

BOrient

Emare

Bearing gifts, we traBverse

Emafar

Field and Dfountain,

GMoor and mountain,

AmFollowing

Byonder

Emstar

D O

Gstar of wonder,

Cstar of

G night‚

Star with royal C

beauty Gbright

EmWestward

Dleading,

Cstill pro

Dceeding,

GGuide us to thy

Cperfect

G light!

Born a king on Bethlehem’s plain,Gold I bring, to crown Him again,King forever,Ceasing never,Over us all to reign.

O star of wonder …

Frankincense to offer have I,Incense owns a Deity nigh.Prayer and praising,All men raising,Worship Him, God most high.


Myrrh is mine, its bitter perfume,Breathes a life of gathering gloom,Sorrowing, sighing,Bleeding, dying,Sealed in the stone-cold tomb.


Glorious now behold Him arise,King and God and sacrifice,Heaven singsAlleluia – alleluiaThe earth to heaven replies.


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We Wish You a Merry Christmas

We Gwish you a merry

CChristmas

We Awish you a merry

DChristmas

We Bwish you a merry

EmChristmas

And a Chappy

DNew

GYear!

Good Gtidings we

Dbring for

Ayou and your

Dkin‚

Good Gtidings for Christmas

And a C

happy DNew

GYear!

Oh bring us some figgy pudding (3x)Now bring some right here.

We won’t go until we get some (3x)So bring some right here.

What Child is This?

What Em child is this, who

Dlaid to rest,

On Em

Mary’s lap is B7

sleeping?

Whom Em

angels greet with D

anthems sweet,

While Emshepherds

B7

watch are Emkeeping.

GThis, this, is

DChrist the King,

Whom Emshepherds guard and

B7

angels singG

H aste, haste, to D

bring him laud,

The Embabe, the

B7

son of Em

Mary.

Why lies He in such mean estateWhere ox and ass are feeding?Good Christian fear for sinners here,The silent word is pleading.

Nails, nails, shall pierce Him through,The cross be borne for me, for youHail, hail, the word made flesh,The babe, the son of Mary.

So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh,Come rich and poor to own Him;The king of kings salvation brings,Let loving hearts enthrone Him.

Raise, raise the song on high,The Virgin sings her lullaby,Joy, joy for Christ is born,The babe, the son of Mary.

When Christ, the Son of Mary

Quanno nascette Ninno (p. 68)

When Christ, the Son of Mary,In Bethlehem was born,T’was night, and yet the lightWas bright as summer’s morn!Stars were gleaming, brightly beamingO’er the town of Bethlehem;A brighter star there shoneFor magi far, a guiding starThat led them on.

When Christ, the Son of Mary,Within her arms was laid,The lion with the lamb,The bear with fatling strayed.Close to the shepherd wandered the leopard,Every creature was at peace;The great and small were one;For calf or lamb that night no fright,But joy, did come.

When Christ, the Son of Mary,Within the crib did lie,There came to shepherds drowsyA voice which sang on high:“Peace on the earth is come with this birth;Go, seek the Babe in yonder stall,Your King, though weak and small;The world’s true light is come this nightTo save you all.”

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White Christmas

C I’m dreaming of a

Dmwhite

GChristmas,

F

Just like the G ones I used to

Cknow.

Where the Ctreetops

C7

glisten

And F

children Fmlisten

To C

hear Dm

sleigh bells in the G snow.

C I’m dreaming of a

Dmwhite

GChristmas,

F

With every G

Christmas card I C

write.

May you C

days be C7

merry

And F

bright,Fm

And may Call

Amyour

DmChristma

Gses be

Cwhite.

Winter Wonderland

Sleigh bells C

ring are you list’nin?

In the Dmlane snow is

Gglist’nin,

A beautiful sight, we’re happy tonight

D7

Walkin in a G7

winter C

wonderland.

Gone away is the bluebirdHere to stay is a new birdHe sings a love song, as we go alongWalkin in a winter wonderland.

EIn the meadow

F#m we can

Bbuild a

E snowman

Then pretend thatF #m it is

Bparson

E brown.

GHe’ll say, “Are you

Ammarried,”

Dwe’ll say,

G“No

man.”

But A7

you can do the Djob when you’re in

G town!

Later on we’ll conspireAs we dream by the fire

To face unafraid the plans that we madeWalkin in a winter wonderland.

ROCK – POP – FOLK

A Hard Day’s Night

Beatles 1964

It’s been a Ghard

Cday’s

Gnight

And I’ve been F

working like a G Cdog

It’s been a Ghard

Cday’s

Gnight

I should be Fsleeping like a

G log

But when I Cget home to you

I find the D7 things that you do

Will make me Gfeel

F all

G Cright

You know I work all dayTo get you money to buy you thingsAnd it’s worth it just to hear you sayYou’re gonna give me everything

So why on earth should I moan’Cause when I get you aloneYou know I feel okay

When I’m Bm

homeEm

Everything seems to be Bm

alright

When I’m Chome

AmFeeling you holding me

D tight‚

D7 tight

Yeah, it’s been a hard day’s nightAnd I’ve been working like a dogIt’s been a hard day’s nightI should be sleeping like a log

But when I get home to youI find the things that you doWill make me feel all right, Oh!

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So why on earth should I moan’Cause when I get you aloneYou know I feel okay

When I’m homeEverything seems to be all rightwhen I’m homefeeling you holding me tight, all through the

night

Yeah, it’s been a hard day’s nightAnd I’ve been working like a dogIt’s been a hard day’s nightI should be sleeping like a log

But when I get home to youI find the things that you doWill make me feel all rightYou know I feel all rightYou know I feel all right

A Heart in New York

Art Garfunkel (Capo 3rd Fret)

New C

York,

To that F

tall C Dmskyline

C I

G come‚

Am Am7

Flyn’ in from F

London to your Dm door.

New C

York,

Lookin’ Fdown

Con

Dm CCentral

GPark

Where they Amsay you

Am7

should not F G

wander C after

dark.

New C

York,

Like a F scene

C from

Dmall

Ctho se

Gmovies

But you’re Amreal e

Am7

nough to F

me, but there’s aDm

heart

A G

heart that lives in New C

York.

A Em

heart in New York, a rose on the Fstreet

I write my song to that E4 city heartbeat

A Em

heart in New York, love in her F

eye‚

An Dmopen door at a

E4

friend for the Gnight

New C

York,

You got F C

money Dmon

Cyour

Gmind

And my Am

words Am7

won’t make a F

dime’s worth aDm

difference‚

So G7

here’s to you New D F Em G C

York.

Alive in the World

Jackson Browne 1996

I want to live in the F#mworld,

Bm

not inA side my

Dhead.

I want to live in the F#mworld,

Bm

I want to stand and be Acounted

with the Ghopeful and

Awilling,

with the Gopen and the

Astrong,

with the Gvoices in the

Adarkness

fashioning F# 4

daylight out of F# song

and the Gmillions of lovers

A

alive in the Dworld.

|: F# 4 F#m D :|

I want to live in the world,not behind some wall.I want to live in the world,where I will hear if another voice should call

to the prisoner inside me,to the captive of my doubt;who among his fantasiesharbors the dream of breaking out;and taking his chances

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alive in the world.

To open my Geyes

A

and wake up aGlive in the

Aworld.

To open my Geyes

A

and finally arGrive in the

Dworld.

With its beauty and its cruelty,with its heartbreak and its joy,with its constantly giving birthto life and to forces that destroy;and infinite power of change,alive in the world.

|: To open my eyesand wake up alive in the world.To open my eyesand finally arrive in the world. :|

F# 4

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All of Me

All of me, why not take all of meCan’t you see I’m no good without youTake my arms, I want to lose themTake my lips, I’ll never use themYour goodbye left me with eyes that cryhow can I get along without youYou took the part that once was my heartSo why not take all of me.

America

Paul Simon 1968

“CLet us be

Emlovers,

we’ll Ammarry our

Cfortunes

F together‚

C I’ve got some

Emreal estate

Amhere in my bag”.

EmSo we bought a pack of

A7

cigarettes

and EmMrs. Wagner’s

A7

pies ,

and we D

walked Coff, to

Glook for

C Em Am C FAmerica.

“Kathy,” I said,as we boarded the Greyhound in Pittsburgh,“Michigan seems like a dream to me now.

GIt took me four days to hitchhike from

C GSaginaw

D I’ve

Gcome to

Dlook for A

C7+

merica.”

F7+

Laughing on the bus, playing games with theC7+ faces.

F7+

She said the man in the gabardine suit was aC7+

spy‚F7+

I said, “Be careful, his bowtie is really aC Em Am C F

cam’ra”.

“Toss me a cigarette,I think there’s one in my raincoat”“We smoked the last one an hour ago”.

So I looked at the scenery,she read her magazine;and the moon rose over an open field.

“Kathy, I’m lost” I said,though I knew she was sleeping,“I’m empty and aching and I don’t know

why”.Counting the cars on the New Jersey

Turnpike,they’ve all come to look for America,all come to look for America.

American Pie

Don McLean

A Glong,

D long

Em7

time ago …AmI can still re

Cmember how

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That Emmusic used to make me

Dsmile.

AndG I knew

D if I

Em7

had my chance,

ThatAm I could make those

Cpeople dance,

And Em

maybe they’d be Chappy for a

Dwhile.

But Em

February Ammade me shiver,

With Emevery paper

Am I’d deliver,

CBad news

Gon the

Amdoorstep …

I Ccouldn’t take one more

D step.

I Gcan’t re

Dmember if I

Emcried

When I Am7

read about his Dwidowed bride

But Gsomething

Dtouched me

Emdeep inside,

The Cday the

D7

music G died.

C G

So …

GBye,

Cbye miss A

Gmerican

DPie

Drove my G

Chevy to the Clevee but the

Glevee was

Ddry

And Ggood ol’

Cboys were drinking

Gwhisky and

D rye?

Singing Emthis will be the day that I

Am7

die Emthis will be the day that I

D7

die

Did you write the book of loveAnd do you have faith in God aboveIf the Bible tells you soDo you believe in rock ’n’ rollCan music save your mortal soulThen you can teach me to dance real slow

Well I know that you’re in love with him’Cause I saw you dancing in the gymYou both kicked off your shoes

Then I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buckWith a pink carnation and a pickup truckbut I knew that I was out of luckThe day the music died

I started singin’ …

Bye, bye miss American PieDrove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was

dryAnd good ol’ boys were drinking whisky and

rye?Singing this will be the day that I diethis will be the day that I die

Now for ten years we’ve been on our ownAnd moss grows fat on a rolling stoneBut that’s not how it used to beWhen the jester sang for the king and queenIn a coat he borrowed from James DeanIn a voice that came from you and me

And while the King was looking downThe jester stole his thorny crownThe courtroom was adjournedNo verdict was returned

While Lennon read the book of MarxThe quartet kept practice in the parkAnd we sang dirges in the darkThe day the music died

We were singin’




Helter Skelter in a summer swelterThe birds flew off with the fallout shelterEight miles high and falling fastIt landed foul on the grass

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The players tried for a forward passWith the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the halftime air was sweet perfumeWhile sergeants played a marching tuneWe all got up to danceOh, but we never got the chance

’Cause the players tried to take the field,The marching band refused to yield.Do you recall what was revealed,The day the music died?

We started singing




There we were all in one placeA generation lost in spaceWith no time left to start againSo come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quickJack Flash sat on a candle stick’Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.

As I watched him on the stageMy hands were clenched in fists of rageNo angel born in hellCould break that satan’s spell

And as flames climbed high into the nightTo light the sacrificial riteI saw satan laughing with delightthe day the music died.

I met a girl who sang the bluesAnd I asked her for some happy newsBut she just smiled and turned awayI went down to the sacred storeWhere I’d heard the music years beforeBut the man there said the music wouldn’t play

And in the streets the children screamedThe lovers cried and the poets dreamedBut not a word was spokenThe church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire mostThe Father Son and Holy GhostThey caught the last train for the coastThe day the music died

They were singin’




American Tune

Paul Simon 1973

CMany’s the

F time

C I’ve

Gbeen

C G Emistaken

and Ammany

E7

times conAm fused

CYes, and I’ve

F C often

Gfelt

C G C E7

forsaken‚

and Amcertain

E7

ly misAmused.

C7/9

Ah‚ but I’m F G

alright‚ I’m F C

alright.

I’m just F Cweary

Gto

E7

my Am A7 D7

bones.

Still you Gdon’t expect to be

C bright

G and

D bon

Gvivant‚

Cso

Ffar

C Gaway from

E Amhome‚

Fso

C far a

Gway from

C home.

And I don’t know a soul who’s not beenbattered.

I don’t have a friend who feels at ease.I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered,or driven to its knees.Ah, but it’s all right. It’s all right.

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For we’ve lived so well so long.Still, when I think of the road we’re travelin’

on,I wonder what’s gone wrong.I can’t help but wonder what’s gone wrong.

And I dreamed I was Cdying.

I dreamed that my G7 soul rose

Am E ffff°unexpectedly‚

and looking back G7

down at me,F

Smiled C G C G G7

reassuringly.

And I dreamed I was Cflying,

And high up aGbove

G7

my eyes could Am

clearly Effff°see

The Statue of G7

LibertyF

SaiC ling

G C away to

G G7

sea.

And I dreamed I was Cflying.

And we come on the ship they call theMayflower.

We come on the ship that sailed the moon.We come in the age’s most uncertain hours,and sing an American tune.Oh, and it’s all right, it’s all right,it’s all right.You can’t be forever blessed.Still tomorrow’s gonna be another working dayand I’m tryin’ to get some rest;that’s all – I’m trying to get some rest.

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An Austrian Went Yodeling

Oh an Austrian went yodelingOn a mountain so high,When along came a cuckoo bird,Interrupting his cry:

O-lay-rah …

O-lay-rah-kee-kee-ahO-lay-rah-cuckoo, cuckoo! (3x)O-lay-rah-kee-kee-ah-o!

Oh an Austrian went yodelingOn a mountain so high,When along came a …2. skier3. grizzly bear4. (Make up the rest as desired)Interrupting his cry:

O-lay-rah …

And I Love Her

Beatles 1964

F#m I give her

C#m all my love

F#m

That’s all IC# mdo

F#m

And if you C#msaw my love

A

You’d love her B too

I love Eher

She gives me everythingAnd tenderlyThe kiss my lover bringsShe brings to meAnd I love her

C#m A love like

Bours

C# m

Could never G #mdie

C#m

As long asG#m I have you

Bnear me

Bright are the stars that shineDark is the skyI know this love of mineWill never dieAnd I love her

Gm Bright are the

Dmstars that shine

Gm

Dark is the Dmsky

Gm

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I know this Dmlove of mine

B ffff

Will never C die

And I love Fher

Angie

Rolling Stones 1973

AmAngie,

E7 Angie

G4

When will G those

F4

clouds F

all disapC

pear

Angie, AngieWhere were the ladies from here

With no G9

loving Gin our souls

and no Dm

money in our Am

coats C

You can’t F9

say we’re F G

satisfied.

Angie, AngieYou can’t say we never tried

Angie, you’re beautiful (yeah)But ain’t it time we said goodbye

Angie, I still love youRemember all those nights we cried

All the dreams we held so closeSeem to all go up in smokeOh let me whisper in your ear

Angie, AngieWhere will it lead us from here?

Oh Angie don’t you weepAll your kisses still taste sweetI hate that sadness in your eyes

But Angie, AngieAin’t it time we said goodbye …

With no loving in our soulsand no money in our coatsOh you can’t say we’re satisfied

But DmAngie, I still love you

Ambaby

Dm

Every where I look I see your Ameyes

Dm

There ain’t a woman that comes Amclose to

Cyou

Come on F9

baby F

dry your G eyes

Angie, AngieAin’t it good to be alive

Angie, AngieYou can’t say we never tried

Another Saturday Night

Sam Cooke

Another E

Saturday night and I A

ain’t got

nobody,E

I got some money cause I B7

just got paid,E

Oh, how I wish I had A

someone to talk to,E

I’m in an B7

aw ful E

w ay .

EI got in town a

Amonth ago,

E7 And I seen a lot ’o girls

B7

since then,EIf I could meet ’em, I could

E7

get ’em,

But as B7

yet I haven’t E

met ’em,

That’s how B7

I’m in the E

state I’m in.B7

Another Saturday night …

Another fella told me,He had a sister who looked just fine,Instead of bein’ my deliverance,She had a strange resemblance,To a cat name of Frankenstein, Oh No-oh!


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It’s hard on a fella,When he don’t know his way around,If I don’t find me a honey,To help me spend my money,I’m gonna have to blow this town.


April Come She Will

Paul Simon 1965 (Capo: 3th Fret)

G C A-pril

Ccome she

G C G Amwill

When streams are Am7

ripe Am+

and swelled withEm

rain‚C D9

May‚ she Gwill

Emstay‚

Am Resting

Em in

Am my arms

Em G C G Cagain.

June, she’ll change her tune,In restless walks she’ll prowl the night;July, she will flyAnd give no warning to her flight.

August, die she must,The autumn winds blow chilly and cold;September I’ll remember.

A Amlove once

Emnew has

Dnow grown

G old.

Am7 Am+ D9

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As Tears Go By

Rolling Stones

GIt is the

Aevening of the

C Dday

I G sit and

Awatch the children

C D Cplay

Smiling facesD I can

G see, but not for

Em Cme

I sit and Am

watch as tears go Dby

My riches can’t buy ev’rythingI want to hear the children sing

All I hear is the sound of rain falling on theground

I sit and watch as tears go by

It is the evening of the dayI sit and watch the children playDoin’ things I used to do, they think are newI sit and watch as tears go by

Baby Why You Wanna Let Go

Jimmy Reed

You got me E

runnin’, you got me hidin’,

You got me E

run, hide, hide, run,

Anyway you wanna let it A

roll‚ yeah, yeah,E

yeah‚

You got me B

doin’ what you wanna do,A

Baby why you wanna let Ego

I’m going up, I’m going down,I’m going up, down, down, up,Anyway you wanna let it roll, yeah, yeah,

yeah,

You got me doin …

You got me peepin’, you got me hidin’You got me peep, hide, hide, peep,Anyway you wanna let it roll, yeah, yeah,

yeah,

You got me doin …

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Back in the USSR

AFlew in from Miami Beach B.

DO.A.C.

CDidn’t get to bed last

Cnight

A Onthe way the paper bag was

Don my knee

C Man, I had a dreadful

Dflight

I’m back in the U.S.S.AR.

CYou don’t know how lucky you

D are‚ boy

Back in the U.S.S.AR.

D D# E

Been away so long I hardly knew the placeGee, it’s good to be back homeLeave it till tomorrow to unpack my caseHoney disconnect the phoneI’m back in the USSRYou don’t know how lucky you are, boyBack in the USBack in the USBack in the USSR

Well the D Ukraine girls really knock me out

They A

leave the west behind

And D

Moscow girls make me sing and shout

That E

Georgia’s always on myD

My my my my my my my my A D D# Emind

Yeah I’m back in the USSRYou don’t know how lucky you are, boysBack in the USSR

Well the Ukraine girls …

Oh, show me round your snow peakedMountain way down southTake me to you daddy’s farmLet me hear you balalaika’s ringing outCome and keep your comrade warmI’m back in the USSRYou don’t know how lucky you are, boyBack in the USSR

Bad Moon Rising

Creedence Clearwater Revival

GI see a

Cbad

Dmoon

Grising

GI see

Ctrouble

Don the

Gway

GI see

Cearthquakes

Dand

Glightnin’

GI see bad

C times to

Dday

G

CDon’t go ’round tonight

For it’s Gbound to take your life

DThere’s a

Cbad moon on the

G rise

I hear hurricanes a blowin’I know the end is comin’ soonI fear rivers over flowingI hear the voice of rage and ruin

Don’t go ’round tonight …

Hope you got your things togetherHope you are quite prepared to dieLooks like we’re in for nasty weatherOne eye is taken for an eye

Don’t go ’round tonight …

Ballad of Spring Hill

In the Dmtown of

CSpring Hill,

DmNova

CScotia

DmDown in the

Fdark of the

GCumberland

A Mine‚

There’s Dmblood on the

Gcoal and the

Cminers

Alie

In the Dmroads that

Cnever saw

Dmsun nor

Amsky‚

DmRoads that

Cnever saw

Dmsun

C nor

A sky.

In the town of Springhill, you don’t sleep easyOften the earth will tremble and rollWhen the earth is restless, miners dieBone and blood is the price of coalBone and blood is the price of coal.

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In the town of Springhill, Nova Scotia,Late in the year of fifty-eight,Day still comes and the sun still shines,But it’s dark as the grave in the Cumberland

mine.Dark as the grave in the Cumberland mine.

Down at the coal face, miners working,Rattle of the belt and the cutter’s bladeRumble of rock and the walls close roundThe living and the dead men two miles down.Living and dead men two miles down.

Twelve men lay two miles from the pitshaft,Twelve men lay in the dark and sang,Long hot days in the miner’s tomb,It was three feet high and a hundred long,Three feet high and a hundred long.

Bamboo

You D take a stick of bamboo

You C take a stick of bamboo

You D take a stick of bamboo

You C throw it in the water.

D

DOh,

C oh

DH anna.

C

The D C River‚ she come

D down.

C

The D C River‚ she come

D down.

C

You travel on the river (3x)You travel on the water.

Oh, oh Hanna …

My home’s across the river (3x)My home’s across the water.

Oh, oh Hanna …

You take a stick of bamboo (3x)You throw it in the water.

Barbara Ann

Beach Boys

DBa-ba-ba-ba-Barbara AnnD7

Ba-ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann

Barbara D

Ann, take my Ghand, Barbara

D Ann

You got me A

rockin’ and a-rollin’G7 Rockin’ and a-reelin’ , Barbara

D Ann‚

Ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann

Went to a dance lookin’ for romanceSaw Barbara Ann, so I thought I’d take a

chanceBarbara Ann, come take my handYou got me rockin’ and a-rollin’Rockin’ and a-reelin’, Barbara AnnBa-ba-ba-Barbara Ann

Ba-ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann …

Tried Peggy Sue, tried Peggy SueTried Peggy Sue, but I knew she wouldn’t doBarbara Ann, come take my handYou got me rockin’ and a-rollin’Rockin’ and a-reelin’, Barbara AnnBa-ba-ba-Barbara Ann

Ba-ba-ba-ba-Barbara Ann …

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Battle Cry of Freedom

Yes, we’ll Drally ’round the

D7

flag, boys,

We’ll Grally once again,

Dshouting the battle cry of

A freedom‚

we will Drally from the

D7

hillside,

we’ll G

gather from the plain,Dshouting the battle cry of

A D freedom.

The D

Union forever, hurrah! boys hurrah!

Down with the traitor, up Gwith the

A star‚

While we Dra lly ’round the

D7

flag, boys,Gra lly once again,Dshouting the battle cry of

A D freedom.

We are springing to the callof our brothers gone before,shouting the battle cry of freedom;and we’ll fill the vacant rankswith a million free-men more …

We will welcome to our numbersthe loyal, true and brave …and although they may be poornor a man shall be a slave …

Beautiful day

The heart is a bloomShoots up through the stony groundThere’s no roomNo space to rent in this town

You’re out of luckAnd the reason that you had to careThe traffic is stuckAnd you’re not moving anywhere

You thought you’d found a friendTo take you out of this placeSomeone you could lend a hand

In return for grace

It’s a beautiful daySky falls, you feel likeIt’s a beautiful dayDon’t let it get away

You’re on the roadBut you’ve got no destinationYou’re in the mudIn the maze of her imagination

You love this townEven if that doesn’t ring trueYou’ve been all overAnd it’s been all over you

It’s a beautiful dayDon’t let it get away…It’s a beautiful day

Touch meTake me to that other placeTeach meI know I’m not a hopeless case

See the world in green and blueSee China right in front of youSee the canyons broken by cloudSee the tuna fleets clearing the sea outSee the Bedouin fires at nightSee the oil fields at first lightAnd see the bird with a leaf in her mouthAfter the flood all the colors came out

It was a beautiful dayDon’t let it get awayBeautiful day

Touch meTake me to that other placeReach meI know I’m not a hopeless case

What you don’t have you don’t need it nowWhat you don’t know you can feel it somehowWhat you don’t have you don’t need it now

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Don’t need it nowWas a beautiful day

Blackbird

Beatles 1968

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,Take these broken wings and learn to flyAll your life,You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,Take these sunken eyes and learn to seeAll your life,You were only waiting for this moment to be

free

Blackbird fly,Into the light of a dark, black nightBlackbird fly, blackbird fly,Into the light of a dark, black night

Blackbird singing in the dead of night,Take these broken wings and learn to flyAll your life,You were only waiting for this moment to ariseYou were only waiting for this moment to ariseYou were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blowin’ in the Wind

Bob Dylan 1962

CHow many

Froads must a

Cman walk

Amdown,

beCfore you

Fcall him a

G man?

G7

CHow many

Fseas must the

Cwhite dove

Amsail‚

beCfore she

Fsleeps in the

Gsand?

G7

Yes, ’n’ Chow many

Ftimes must the

C cannonballs

Am fly‚

beCfore they are fo

Dmrever

Gbanned?

The Fanswer, my

G7

friend, is C

blowin’ in the Am

wind‚

the Fanswer is

G7

blowin’ in the Cwind.

Yes, ’n’ how many years can a mountainexist,

before it is washed to the sea?Yes, ’n’ how many years can some people

exist,before they’re allowed to be free?Yes, ’n’ how many times can a man turn his

head,and pretend that he just doesn’t see?

The answer, my friend …

Yes, ’n’ how many times must a man look up,before he can see the sky?Yes, ’n’ how many ears must one man have,before he can hear people cry?Yes, ’n’ how many deaths will it take till he

knows,that too many people have died?

The answer, my friend …

Bridge Over Troubled Waters

Simon and Garfunkel

When you’re Cweary

F

And feeling C

small F

When tears are Cin your

Dmeyes‚

I will C dry them all

F C F C

I’m on your Gside, oh

When times get Crough

C7

And friends just Fcan’ t

Dbe

G found

C7 Like a

Fbridge over

Ctroubled

Am Fwater

I will E

lay me Am

downC7 Like a

Fbridge over

Ctroubled

Am Fwater

I will G lay me

C down

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When you’re down and out,When you’ re on the streetWhen evening falls so hard,I will comfort youI’ ll take your part, ohWhen darkness comesAnd pain is all around

Like a bridge over troubled water …

Sail on silver girl,Sail on byYour time has come to shineAll your dreams are on their waySee how they shine, ohIf you need a friendI’m sailing right behind

Like a bridge over troubled waterI will ease your mindLike a bridge over troubled waterI will ease your mind

Bring it on Home to Me

S. Cooke

If you ever change your mind about leavingLeaving me behindOh, oh, bring it to meBring your sweet lovingBring it on home to meYeah, yeah

You know I laughed when you leftBut you know I only hurt myselfBring it to meBring your sweet lovingBring it on home to me

I’ll give you jewelry and money tooBut that’s not all I’d do for youBring it to meBring your sweet lovingBring it on home to me

I know I’ll always be your slave’Til I’m buried, buried in my grave

Oh bring, bring your sweet lovingBring it on home to meYeah, yeah

By the Light of the Silvery Moon

By the Alight of the silvery

Dmoon

B7

I want to E7

spoon.

To my honey I’ll A croon

A#°love’s

Bm tune.

E

Honey A

moon, keep a-shining in DJune;

Bm

Your silv’ry Abeams will

Dmbring love’s

A dreams‚

We’ll be cuddling B7

soon E7

by the silvery A D Amoon.

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Bye, Bye, Love

Everly Brothers 1957

CBye, bye

G love

C

Bye, bye Ghappiness

C

Hello, G loneliness

I think I’m D7

gonna G

c ryC

Bye, bye G love

C

Bye, bye, Gsweet caress

C

Hello Gemptiness

I feel likeD7

I could Gdie

Bye, bye, my D7

love, bye, Gbye.

There goes my D7

baby

With someone Gnew

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She sure looks D7

happy:

I sure am G blue.

She was my Cbaby

Till he stepped D7

in

Good-bye to Cromance

That might have Gbeen

Bye, bye love …

I’m through with romance,I’m through with loveI’m through with countingThe stars aboveAnd here’s the reasonThat I’m so freeMy lovin’ babyIs through with me

California Dreaming

The Mamas and the Papas

All the leaves are Am brown

G F

and the sky is E7

gray .F I’ve been for a

Cwalk

E7 Am

on a Fwinter’s

Eday.

E7

I’d been safe and Amwarm

G F

if I was in L. E7

A.

Oh California Amdreamin’

G F

on such a winter’s E7

day!

Stopped into a churchI passed along the way.Oh, I got down on my kneesand I pretended to pray.You know the preachers like it coldhe knows I’m gonna stay.Oh California dreamin’

on such a winter’s day!

All the leaves are brownand the sky is gray.I’ve been for a walkon a winter’s day.If I didn’t tell herI could leave today.Oh California dreamin’

on such a winter’s Amday!

G F

On such a winter’s F7+

day! Am

Camptown Races

CCamptown ladies sing their song,G7

Doo-dah, doo-dah!

The Ccamptown race track’s five miles long,

Oh G7

doo-dah, doo-dah Cday

I come down there with my hat caved in,Doo-dah, doo-dah!I go back home with a pocket full of tin,Oh doo-dah, doo-dah day!

CGoin’ to run all

C7

night,F

Goin’ to run all Cday.

I’ll Cbet my money on a bobtail nag;

GSomebody bet on the

Cbay.

The long tail filly and the big black horse,Doo-dah, doo-dah!They fly the track and they both cut across,Oh doo-dah, doo-dah day.The blind horse stickin’ in a big mud hole,Doo-dah, doo-dah!Can’t touch the bottom with a ten foot pole,Oh doo-dah, doo-dah day.

Goin’ to run all night …

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Can’t Buy Me Love

Beatles 1964

Can’t buy me Em Amlove‚

Em Amlove

Can’t buy me Dm G7

love

I’ll C7 buy you a diamond ring my friend

If it makes you feel all right

I’ll F7 get you anything my friend

If it C7

makes you feel all right

’CauseG I don’t care too

F7

much for money

For C7

money can’t buy me love

I’ll give you all I’ve got to giveIf you say you love me tooI may not have a lot to givebut what I’ve got I’ll give to youFor I don’t care too much for moneyFor money can’t buy me love

Can’t buy me Em Amlove

CEverybody tells me so

Can’t buy me Em Amlove

Dm7

No‚ no, no, G7

no

Say you don’t need no diamond ringAnd I’ll be satisfiedTell me that you want those kind of thingsThat money just can’t buyFor I don’t care too much for moneyFor money can’t buy me love

Can’t buy me love

Say you don’t need no diamond ring …

Can’t buy me Em Amlove‚

Em Amlove

Can’t buy me Dm G7

love‚ Cno

Can’t Help Falling in Love

George Weiss / Hugo Peretti / Luigi Creatore(Elvis Presley)

D Wise

A men

Bm Dsay only

Gfools

Drush

Ain

ButG I

F#mcan’t

Bm help

G falling in

Dlove

Awith

Dyou

Shall I stay, would it be a sin?If I can’t help falling in love with you

F#mLike a river

Bmflows

F#msurely to the

Bmsea

F#mDarling so it

Bmgoes‚

F#mSome things are meant to

E Abe.

Take my hand, take my whole life tooFor I can’t help falling in love with you

Like a river flows …

City of New Orleans

CRidin’ on the

GCity of New

C Orleans

AmIllinois Central,

F Monday mornin’

C rail

CFifteen cars and

Gfifteen restless

C riders‚

Three conAmductors,

Gtwenty-five sacks of

C mail.

All aAmlong the southbound odyssey

The Em train pulls out of Kankakee

GRolls along past houses, farms, and

D fields‚

Am Passin’ towns that have no nameEmFreight yards full of old Black men

And the G graveyards of

G7 rusted

Cautomobiles

FGood mornin’, A

Gmerica, how

C are you?

AmDon’t you know me,

FI’m your native

C Gson?

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I’m the C

train they call the GCity of New

Am Am7 D7

Orleans

I’ll be B ffff

gone five Fhundred

Gmiles when the day is

C done.

Dealin’ c a rd games with the o ld men in thecl u b car

P e nny a point, ain’t n o one keepin’ sc o re.P a ss the paper b a g that holds the b o ttleAnd f ee l the wheels r u mblin’ ’neath the fl oo r .

And the s o ns of pullman porters,And the s o ns of engineersRide their f a thers’ magic carpet made of st ee lM o thers with their babes asleep,R o ckin’ to the gentle beatAnd the rh y thm of the r a ils is all they f ee l .

Good mornin’, America …

N i ghttime on the C i ty of New O rleans,Ch a ngin’ cars in M e mphis, Tenness ee .H a lfway home, and w e ’ll be there by m o rnin’Through the M i ssissipi darkness r o llin’ down to

the s ea .But a ll the towns and people seemTo f a de into a bad dreamAnd the st ee l rails still ain’t heard the n e ws.The cond u ctor sings his song again,“The p a ssengers will please refrain …”This tr a i n has got the disapp ea rin’ railroad

bl ue s .

Good night, America …

Am7 D7

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Clementine

In a Ecavern, in a canyon,

excavating for a B7

mine,

dwelt a Aminer, forty-

Eniner,

and his B7

daughter ClemenE

tine.

Oh, my Edarling. Oh, my darling.

Oh, my darling ClemenB7

tine.

Thou are A lost and gone for

Eever,

dreadful B7

sorry, ClemenE

tine.

Light she was, and like a fairyand her shoes were number nine,herring boxes without topsessandals were for Clementine.

Oh, my darling …

Drove the ducklings to the waterevery morning just at nine,struck her foot against a splinter,fell into the foaming brine.

Oh, my darling …

Rosy lips above the water,blowing bubbles mighty fine,but, alas, I was no swimmer,so I lost my Clementine.

Oh, my darling …

How I missed her. How I missed her.How I missed my Clementine.But I kissed her little sister,and forgot my Clementine.

Oh, my darling …

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Comfortably Numb

Pink Floyd

BmHello (hello – hello)

Is there anybody Ain there

Just nod if you can Ghear me

Em

Is there Bmanyone home

Come on, nowI hear you’ re feeling downWell I can ease your painGet you on your feet again

Relax (relax – relax)I need some information firstJust the basic factsCan you show me where it hurts

DThere is no pain, you are

Areceding

A Ddistant ship’s smoke on the

Ahorizon

CYou are only coming through in

G waves

Your Clips move but I can’t hear what you’re

G sayin’

WhenD

I was a child I had a A fever

My Dhands felt just like two

Aballoons

C Now I’ve got that feeling once

G again

I can’t explain, you would not Cunderstand

This is not how I G

a mA4 A G4

I have G

become comfortably D

numb

Ok (ok – ok)Just a little pinprickThere’ ll be no more Aaahh!But you may feel a little sick

Can you stand up (stand up – stand up)I do believe it’ s working, good

That’ll keep you going for the showCome on it’ s time to go

There is no pain, you are recedingA distant ship’s smoke on the horizonYou are only coming through in wavesYour lips move but I can’t hear what you’re

sayin’When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpseOut of the corner of my eyeI turned to look but it was goneI cannot put my finger on it nowThe child is grown, the dream is gone

Cotton Fields

DWhen I was a

D7

little bitty baby

My mama would Grock me in the

D cradle

In them D old cotton fields back

A home.

DWhen I was a

D7

little bitty baby

My mama would G rock me in the

D cradle

In them D old

A7

cotton fields back D

home.

Oh when them cotton balls get rotten,You can’t pick very much cottonIn them old cotton fields back homeIt was down in LouisianaJust about a mile from TexarcanaIn them old cotton fields back home.

Dashing away with the Smoothing Iron

’Twas Don a

GMonday

Amorning

and Dthere I

G saw my

Adarling

she D looked so

G neat and

D charming

in Dev’ry

E high deg

Aree.

She G looked so neat and

D nimble

A7

oh

a -Bm

washing Eof her

A7

linen ohDdashing a

Gway with the s

Amoothing iron,

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Ddashing a

Gway with the s

Amoothing iron,

Ddashing a

Gway with the s

Dmoothing

G iron

she Dstole my

A heart aw

Day.

’Twas on a Tuesday morning …… A-hanging out her linen oh …

’Twas on a Wednesday morning …… A-starching of her linen oh …

’Twas on a Thursday morning …… A-ironing of her linen oh …

’Twas on a Friday morning …… A-folding of her linen oh …

’Twas on a Saturday morning …… A-airing of her linen oh …

’Twas on a Sunday morning …… A-wearing of her linen oh …

Dixie

I A

wish I were in the A7

land of cotton,DOld times there are not forgotten

Look aA

way! Look away!

Look aE7

way, Dixie A

Land.

I A

wish I was in DDixie.

HooB

ray! HooE

ray!

In A

Dixie land, I’ll D

take my stand

To Alive and die in

EDixie

AwAay, aw

Eay, aw

Aay,

Down south in E

DiA

xie

In Dixie Land where I was bornEarly on one frosty mornin’Look away! Look away!Look away Dixie Land.

I wish I was in Dixie …

Don’t Let Me down

Beatles 1969

|: C

Don’t let me Dm

down, Gdon’t let me

C down. :|

Nobody ever loved me like she Dmdoes,

Ooh, she does, G yeah, she

C7+ F Cdoes.

And if somebody loves me like sheDm do me,

Ooh, she do me, G yeah, she

C7+ F Cdoes.

Don’t let me down …

I’m in Clove for the first time.

Don’t you know it’s gonna G last.

It’s a love that lasts foG7

rever,

It’s a love that has Cno past.

F C


And from the first time that she really done me,ooh, she done me, she done me good.I guess nobody ever really done me,ooh, she done me, she done me good.


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Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright

Bob Dylan 1963

Well it G

ain’t no use to Dsit and wonder

Emwhy‚

babeCIf you don’t know by

G Dnow

It G

ain’t no use to Dsit and wonder

Emwhy‚ babe

AIt don’t matter any

Dhow

When the G rooster crows at the

G7

break of dawnCLook out your window and

A7

I’ll be goneGYou are the

Dreason I’m

Emtravelin’

Con

G Don’t think

Dtwice, it’s al

Gright.

There ain’t no use in turning on your light,babe

It’s a light I’ve never knownThere ain’t no use in turning on your light,

babyI’m on the dark side of the roadWish there was something you could do or sayto try and make me change my mind and stayWe never did too much talking anywayDon’t think twice, it’s alright.

Ain’t no use in callin’ out my name nowlike you never done beforeAin’t no use in callin’ out my name nowI can’t hear you any moreThinkin’ and wonderin’ all the way down the

roadI once loved a woman, a child I’m toldI gave her my heart, she wanted my soulDon’t think twice, it’s alright.

I’m goin’ down that long, lonesome road, babewhere I’m gone, I can’t tellGood-bye is too good a word, babe,So I’ll just say “Fare thee well.”I ain’t saying you treated me unkindCould’ve done better, but I don’t mindYou just kind of wasted my precious time

Don’t think twice, it’s alright.

Dona Dona

Sekunda 1946

EmOn a

B7

wagon Embound for

B7

market Em

there’s a Amcalf with a

Cmournful

B7 eye.

EmHigh ab

B7

ove him Emthere’s a

B7 swallow

Em

winging Amswiftly

Emthrough

B7

the Emsky.

D

How the winds are G

laugEm

hing‚

they Amlaugh with

Dall their

Gmight,

Am

laugh and D

laugh the G

whole day Em

through‚

and Bhalf the

B7

summer’s Emnight.

BDona, Dona,

B7

Dona, Em

Dona,AmDona, Dona,

DDona,

Gdon.

BDona, Dona,

B7

Dona, Em

Dona,B

Dona, Dona, B7

Dona, Emdon.

“Stop complaining!” said the farmer,“Who told you a calf to be?Why don’t you have wings to fly withlike the swallow so proud and free?”

How the winds are laughing …

Calves are easily bound and slaughtered,never knowing the reason why,but whoever treasures freedom,like the swallow has learned to fly.

How the winds are laughing …

Down in the River to Pray

As I went E

down in the river to prayB

Studying about that E

Good ol’ Way

And E

who shall wear the starry crown:

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Good BLord,

Ashow me the

Ew ay !

B Oh, sisters, let’s go

Edown,

Let’s go Adown, a-come on

Edown!

B Oh, sisters, let’s go

Edown,

BDown in the

Ariver to

E pray !

As I went down in the river to pray,Studying about that Good ol’ WayAnd who shall wear the robe and crown:Good Lord, show me the way!

Oh, brothers, let’s go down,Let’s go down, a-come on down!Come on, brothers, let’s go down,Down in the river to pray!

As I went down in the river to pray …And who shall wear the starry crown …

Oh, fathers, let’s go down,Let’s go down, a-come on down!Oh, fathers, let’s go down,Down in the river to pray!

As I went down in the river to pray …And who shall wear the robe and crown …

Oh, mothers, let’s go down,Let’s go down, a-come on down!Come on, mothers, let’s go down,Down in the river to pray!

As I went down in the river to pray …And who shall wear the starry crown …

Down on the Corner

CE arly in the evening,GJust about supper

C time

Over by the courthouse

They’re Gstartin’ to un

Cwind

FFour kids on the corner,CTryin’ to bring you up

Willie picks a tune out

And he Gblows it on the

Charp

FDown on the

Ccorner,

G Out in the

Cstreet

Willie and the F

Poorboys are C

playin’

Bring a Gnickel, tap your

Cfeet

Rooster hits the wash board,And people just got to smileBlinky thumps the gut-bassAnd solos for a whilePoorboy twangs the rhythm out,On his kalamazooWillie goes into a danceAnd doubles on kazoo.

Down on the corner …

You don’t need a penny,Just to hang aroundBut if you got a nickelWon’t you lay your money downOver on the corner,There’s a happy noisePeople come from all aroundTo watch the magic boy.

Down on the corner …

Dream a Little Dream of Me

Stars shining bright above you,Night breezes seem to whisper, “I love you”;Birds singin’ in the sycamore tree;Dream a little dream of me …

Say “nighty-night” and kiss me,Just hold me tight and tell me you’ll miss me;While I’m alone and blue as can be,Dream a little dream of me …

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Stars fading, but I linger on, dear,Still craving your kiss;I’m longing to linger till dawn, dear,Just saying this:

Sweet dreams till sun beams find you,Sweet dreams that leave our worries behind

you;But in your dreams, whatever they be,Dream a little dream of me

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear,Still craving your kiss;I’m longing to linger till dawn dear,Just saying this:

Sweet dreams till sun beams find you,Sweet dreams that leave our worries far behind

you;But in your dreams, whatever they be,Dream a little dream of me.

Early in the Morning

Peter, Paul and Mary 1962

D G D G

D Well early in the morning,

G D

About the break of day,G D

I ask the Bm

Lord, “help me find my Em A

way”!

Help me find my D

way G D

To the promised D land

G D

This lonely Bm body needs a helping

E hand

I ask the DLord to help

Ame

Please find my D G D G D G Dway.

When the new day’s a dawning,I bow my head in prayer.I pray the Lord, “won’t you lead me there?”Won’t you guide me safelyTo the Golden Stair?Won’t you let the body your burden share?

I pray the Lord, “won’t you lead mePlease, lead me there?”

When the judgment comesTo find the world in shameWhen the trumpet blows won’t you call my

name?When the thunder rollsAnd the heavens ringWhen the sun turns black, never shout againWhen the trumpet blows, won’t you call mePlease, call my name!

Edelweis

CEdel

G7

weis, Cedel

Fweis,

CEvery

Ammorning you

Dmgreet

Gme

C Small and

G7

white, Cclean and

Fbright,

C You look

G7

happy to C

meet me.G

Blossom of snow, may you C

bloom and grow,F

Bloom and D7

grow foGrever,

CEdel

C7

weis, Fedel

Fmweis,

CBless my

G7 homeland fo

Frev

Cer.

El condor pasa

Paul Simon 1963

I’d rather be a sparrow than a Gsnail,

yes I would, if I could,

I surely Em

would, hm-m.

I’d rather be a hammer than a nail,yes I would, if I only could,I surely would, hm-m.

AC

w ay, I’d rather sail away

like a Gswan that’s here and gone.

A C

m an gets tied up to the ground,

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he gives the Gworld its saddest sound,

its saddest Em

sound.

I’d rather be a forest than a street,yes I would, if I could,I surely would.

I’d rather feel the earth beneath my feet,yes I would, if I only could,I surely would.

Erie Canal

W. S. Allen

I’ve Dmgot an old

C mule,

Her B ffff

name is ASal ,

DmFifteen years on the

AErie

DmCanal.

She’s a Dmgood old

Cworker

And a B ffff good old

A pal‚

DmFifteen years on the

AErie

DmCanal.

We’ve Fhauled some barges in our

A7 day

DmFull of lumber, coal and

A7 hay

And Dmwe know

Cev’ry

B ffff inch of the

Away

From Dm

Albany to A

BuffDm

alo.

FLow Bridge, ev’rybody

(Bffff) Cdown‚

FLow Bridge, for we’re coming

A7

to a Dm

town!

And you’ll F

a lways know your F7

neighbor,

You’ll B ffff

a lways know your B ffffmpal‚

If you’ve F ever navi

B ffff

gated

On the F

Erie C Ca

Fnal.

We better get alongOn our way, old gal,Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.

Cause you bet your lifeI’d never part with Sal,Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal.Git up there, mule, here comes a lock,We’ll make Rome ’bout six o’clock.One more trip and back we’ll goRight back home to Buffalo.

Low Bridge, ev’rybody down …

(Dm

Tow that C

barge! B ffff

Lift that Abale!

Dm… )

C B ffff A

Everybody Needs Somebody

Everybody needs somebodyEverybody needs somebody to loveSomeone to love, someone to loveSweetheart to miss, sweetheart to missSugar to kiss, sugar to kiss

I need you, you, you,I need you, you, youIn the morning – I need you, you, youWhen my soul’s on fire – I need you, you, you

Sometimes I feel,I feel a little sad insideWhen my baby mistreats meI never never have no place to hide,

Sometimes I feel,I feel a little sad insideWhen my baby mistreats meI never never have no place to hide,

I need you, you, you,I need you, you, youI need you, you, you,I need you, you, youI need you

You know people when you do find somebody,hold that woman, hold that man,love him, please him, squeeze her, please her,hold, squeeze and please that person,give ’em all your love,signify your feelings with very gentle caress,because it’s so important to have the special

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somebody to hold, kiss, miss, squeeze, andplease.

Everybody needs somebodyEverybody needs somebody to loveSomeone to love, someone to loveSweetheart to miss, sweetheart to missSugar to kiss, sugar to kiss

I need you, you, you,I need you, you, youIn the morning – I need you, you, youWhen my soul’s on fire – I need you, you, you

Father and Son

Cat Stevens 1970

Father:

It’s not G

time to make a Bm

change,

just reC

lax, take it Am7

easy

you’re still G

young, that’s your Em

fault,

there’s so Am

much you have to D7

know.

Find a girl, settle down.If you want you can marrylook at me, I am old,but I’m happy.

I was once like you are nowand I know that it’s not easyto be calm, when you’ve foundsomething going on.

But take your time, think a lot,think of everything you gotfor you will still be here tomorrow

but your D

dreams may G

not.

Son:

How can I try to explain’cause when I do he turns away againit’s always been the same,same old story.

From the moment I could talkI was ordered to listennow there’s a way, and I knowthat I have to go away.

I D

know I C

have to G

go.

Father:

It’s not time to make a change,just sit down, take it slowlyyou’re still young, that’s your fault,there’s so much you have to go through.

Find a girl, settle down.If you want you can marrylook at me, I am old,but I’m happy.

Son:

All the times that I’ve criedkeeping all the things I knew insideit’s hard, but it’s harderto ignore it.

If they were right, I’d agree,but it’s them they know not menow there’s a way, and I knowthat I have to go away.I know, I have to go.

Five Hundred Miles

Hedy West 1962

If you Gmiss the train I’m

Emon‚

you will Cknow that I am

Am7

gone.

You can D7 hear the whistle blow

one hundred Gmiles.

One hundred Gmiles, one hundred

Em miles‚

one hundred Cmiles, one hundred

Am7 miles.

You can D7 hear the whistle blow

one hundred Gmiles.

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Lord, I’m one, Lord, I’m two, Lord,I’m three, Lord, I’m four,Lord, I’m five hundred milesaway from home.|: Five hundred miles, five hundred miles, :|You can hear the whistle blowfive hundred miles.

Not a shirt on my back,not a penny to my name.Lord, I can’t go back homethis away.|: This away, this away, :|Lord, I can’t go back homethis away.

If you miss the train, I’m on …

You can Chear the whistle

D7

blow

one hundred Gmiles.

Forever Young

Bob Dylan 1974 (b 244)

May God D bless and keep you always

may your F#m7

wishes all come true,

may you G always do for others

and let others do for Dyou.

May you build a ladder to the stars

and F#m7

climb on every rung,

may you G Astay forever

Dyoung.

Forever A

young, forever Bm

young,G

may you D Astay forever

G young.

D

May you grow up to be righteousmay you grow up to be true,may you always know the truthand see the lights surrounding you.May you always be courageous

stand up right and be strong,may you stay forever young.

Forever young …

May your hands always be busymay your feet always be swift,may you have a strong foundationwhen the winds of changes shift.May your heart always be joyfulmay your song always be sung,may you stay forever young.

Forever young …

Get back

Beatles 1969

AJo Jo was a man who thought he was a lonerD

But he knew it couldn’t A

last G D

AJo Jo left his home in Tucson, ArizonaDFor some California

Agrass

G D

Get Aback, get back

Get Dback to where you once

A G Dbelonged

Get back, get backGet back to where you once belongedGet back Jo JoGo homeGet back, get backBack to where you once belongedGet back, get backBack to where you once belongedGet back Jo

Sweet Loretta Martin thought she was awoman

But she was another manAll the girls around her say she’s got it comingBut she gets it while she can

Get back, get backGet back to where you once belonged

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Get back, get backGet back to where you once belongedGet back LorettaAh, get backYeah, get backGet back to where you once belongedYeah get backGet back to where you once belongedGet back, Ooo

(Get back, Loretta,Your mommy’s waiting for you,Wearin’ her high heel shoes and her low neck

sweater,Get back home, LorettaGet back, get back, get back to where you once

belonged.Get back, get back, get back …)

Gimme Some Lovin’

Hey! Well my Etemperature’s

Arising

And my E feet left the

Afloor

ECrazy people

Aknocking,

’Cause they E

want some A

more.ELet me in

Ababy,

I Edon’t know what you

Agot

You Ebetter take it

Aeasy.

EThis place is

Ahot.

And I’m E

So glad you G

made it A

So glad you C

made it

You gotta E

Gimme some A lovin’

E

Gimme some A lovin’

E

Gimme some A lovin’ every

Eday.

Hey! My head’s a-spinningAnd I’m floating to soundToo much is happening’Cause you’re not aroundIt’s been a hard dayAnd nothing went too goodI’m gonna relaxLike everybody shouldAnd I’mSo glad you made itSo glad you made itYou gottaGimme some lovin’Gimme some lovin’Gimme some lovin’ everyday

Hey! I feel so goodEverything is gettin’ higher.You better take some time out’Cause the place is on fire.Better stop babyI have so much to do.We made it, baby.And it happened to you.So glad you made itSo glad you made itYou gottaGimme some lovin’Gimme some lovin’Gimme some lovin’ everyday.So glad you made itSo glad you made itYou gottaGimme some lovin’Gimme some lovin’Gimme some lovin’ everyday.

God Bless them Moonshiners

God bless them moonshiners,I wish they was mine!Their breath is as sweetAs the dew on the vine.

I’ll go up some holler,I’ll build me a still,

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And I’ll still you a gallonFor a two-dollar bill.

God bless them moonshiners …

I’ve been a moonshinerFor seventeen long years,I’ve spent all my moneyOn whiskey and beer.


I’ll go to the alehouse,I’ll drink with my friends.No woman to followTo see what I spend.


I’ll eat when I’m hungry,I’ll drink when I’m dry;Pretty women (men) when I’m lonesome,Sweet Heaven when I die.


Going to Boston

Men:

Goodbye girls, I’m goin’ to Boston (3x)Earlye in the morning. (Repeat all)

Won’t we look pretty in the ballroom (3x)Earlye in the morning.

Women:

Saddle up girls and let’s go get them (3x)Earlye in the morning.

Won’t we look pretty …

Men:

Out of the way, you’ll get run over (3x)Earlye in the morning.


Alternate:

Rights and lefts will make it better (3x)Earlye in the morning.


Men:

Swing your partner all the way to Boston (3x)Earlye in the morning.


Women:

Johnny, Johnny, gonna tell your Pappy (3x)Earlye in the morning.


Gypsy Rover

The Ggypsy

D rover came

Gover the

D hill‚

G Down through the

Dvalley so

G Dshady

He G

whistled and he D sang till the

Bmgreen woods

Em rang‚

AndAm he won the

Dheart of the

G C Dlady

GAh-dee-

Ddo-ah-dee-

Gdo-die-

D day‚

GAh-dee-

Ddo-ah-dee-

Gday-

Doh

He G

whistled and he D sang till the

Bmgreen woods

Em rang‚

AndAm he won the

Dheart of the

G C Dlady

She left her father’s castle gate,She left her own true lover,She left her servants and estate,To follow the gypsy rover

Ah-dee-do-ah-dee-do-die-day …

Her father saddled up his fastest steed,Roamed the valleys all over,

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Sought his daughter at great speed,And the whistlin’ gypsy rover.


He came at last to a mansion fine,Down by the river CladyAnd there was music and there was wine,For the gypsy and his lady.


He is no gypsy, my father, said she,But lord of these lands all over,And I shall stay till my dying day,With my whistlin’ gypsy rover.


Happy Together

The Turtles

ImagineEm me and you, I do

I think about you D

day and night,

it’s only right

To think about the Cgirl you love

and hold her tight

So happy toB7

gether

If I should call you up, invest a dimeAnd you say you belong to meand ease my mindImagine how the world could be,so very fineSo happy together

E I can’t see me

Dlovin’ nobody but

E you

For all my G life

E When you’re with me,

Dbaby the skies’ll be

E blue

For all my G life

Me and you and you and meNo matter how they toss the dice,it has to beThe only one for me is you,and you for meSo happy together

I can’t see me lovin’ nobody but you …

So happy togetherHow is the weatherSo happy togetherWe’re happy togetherSo happy togetherHappy togetherSo happy togetherSo happy together

Happy Wanderer

I C love to go a-wandering

Along the mountain Gtrack,

And as I go I C love to sing,

My Fknapsack

G7

on my back

ValdeGri‚ valde

Cra‚

ValdeGri‚ valde

Cra‚ hahaha hahaha,

ValdeGri‚ valde

Cra‚

My Fknapsack

G7

on my back

I love to wander by the streamThat dances in the sunSo joyously it calls to me“Come join my happy song.”

Valderi, valdera …“Come join my happy song.”

I wave my hat to all I meetAnd they wave back to meAnd blackbirds call so loud and sweetFrom every greenwood tree.

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Valderi, valdera …From every greenwood tree.

High overhead the skylark wing,They never rest at homeBut just like me they love to singAs o’er the world we roam.

Valderi, valdera …As o’er the world we roam.

O may I go a-wanderingUntil the day I dieAnd may I always laugh and singBeneath God’s clear blue sky.

Valderi, valdera …Beneath God’s clear blue sky.

Help

Beatles 1965

AmHelp! I need somebodyF

Help! Not just anybodyD7

Help! You know I need someoneG

Help!

GWhen I was younger,

So much Bm younger than today

Em

I never needed anybody’s Chelp in

F any

G way

But now these days are gone

I’m Bmnot so self assured

Em

Now I find I’ve changed my mind, I’ve Cop

ened Fup the

G doors

Am Help me if you can, I’m feeling down

And I Fdo appreciate you being ’round

D7

Help me get my feet back on the ground

Won’t you Gplease, please help me

And now my life has changedIn oh, so many waysMy independence seems to vanish in the hazeBut every now and thenI feel so insecureI know that I just need you like I’ve never done

before

Help me if you can, I’m feeling down …

When I was younger …

Help me if you can, I’m feeling down …

Won’t you Gplease, please help me,

EmHelp me, help,

Gme, Ooh

Here comes the sun

Beatles 1969

Here comes the sun, do do do doHere comes the sun, and I sayIt’s all right

Little darlingIt’s been a long cold lonely winterLittle darlingIt feels like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun …

Little darlingThe smiles returning to the facesLittle darlingI seems like years since it’s been here


Sun, sun, sun, here it comesSun, sun, sun, here it comesSun, sun, sun, here it comesSun, sun, sun, here it comesSun, sun, sun, here it comes

Little darlingI feel that ice is slowly melting

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Little darlingIt seems like years since it’s been clear


Hey Jude

Beatles 1968

Hey CJude, don’t make it

Gbad;

take a sad song, and make it Cbetter.

ReF

member to let her into your Cheart,

then you can Gstart to

G7

make it Cbetter.

(C7)

Hey Jude, don’t be afraid,you were made to go out and get her.The minute you let her under your skin,then you begin to make it better.

And any time you feel the Fpain,

hey AmJude, re

Dm7

frain,

don’t C

c a rry the Gworld u

G7

pon your C

shoulders. C7

For well you know that it’s a F

fool

who Amplays it

Dm7

cool

by C

m aking his Gworld a little

Ccolder.

Da da da C7

da da, G7

da da da da

Hey Jude, don’t let me down,you have found her, now go and get her.Remember to let her into your heart,then you can start to make it better

So let it out and let it in,hey Jude, begin,you’re waiting for someone to perform with.And don’t you know that it’s just youhey Jude, you’ll do,the movement you need is on your shoulder.Na na na na na, na na na na.

Hey Jude, don’t make it bad,take a sad song and make it better.Remember, to let her under your skin,then you’ll begin to make it better,better, better, better, better, better, oh!

CD a da da,

B ffff

da da da da,F

da da da da, hey CJude.

Hold On

Mary Dm wore three lengths of chain

Every link was Jesus’ name

Keep your Dmeyes on the prize,

A7

HoldDm

on! Hold Fon! Hold

Dm on!

Keep your Dmeyes on the prize,

A7

holdDm

on!

Paul and Silas went to jail’Cause they could not pay the bail

Keep your eyes on the prize …

Peter was so nice and neat,Wouldn’t let Jesus wash his feet


Got my hands on the Gospel plough,Wouldn’t take nothin’ for my journey now


Homeward Bound

Paul Simon 1966

I’m Gsittin’ in the railway station,

got a Bmticket for my destination,

Dm E7

hm …AmOn a tour of one night stands

my Fsuitcase and guitar in hand

and Gevery stop is neatly planned

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for a Dpoet and a one man

Gband.

GHomeward

C bound,

I wish I G

w as,

homeward C

bound.G

Home, where my F

thought’s eC

s caping,Ghome, where my

Fmusic’s

Cplaying,

Ghome, where my

F love lies

Cw aiting

Dsilently

Gfor me.

Everyday’s an endless streamof cigarettes and magazines.And each town looks the same to methe movies and the factoriesand every stranger’s face I seereminds me that I long to be.

Homeward bound …

Tonight I’ll sing my songs againI’ll play the game and pretend.But all my words come back to mein shades of mediocritylike emptyness in harmonyI need someone to comfort me.

Homeward bound …

House of the Rising Sun

There Am

is a C

house in D

New OrF7+

leans

they Am

call the “C

Rising E4

Sun”.E

It’s Am

bee n a C

ruin of D

many a poor F7+

girl ,

and Am

me‚ oh E7

Lord, I’m Am

one.E

My mother is a tailor,she sews those new blue jeans.My husband, he’s a gambling man,drinks down in New Orleans.

My husband is a gambler,he goes from town to town.The only time he’s satisfiedis when he drinks his liquor down.

Go tell my baby sister,never do like I’ve done.Shun that house in New Orleansthey call the Rising Sun.

One foot on the platform,the other’s on the train,I’m going back to New Orleans,to wear that ball and chain.

Going back to New Orleans,my race is almost run.I’m going to spend the rest of my lifebeneath the Rising Sun.

How Long Train Been Gone

1. Oh, Amhow many

G members

Fgone?

Em Gone‚

Am gone.

Am How many

G members

Fgone?

F Won’t be

Cback until

FJudgment

C Day.

EDone

Amtook that

Gtrain and

Fgone,

Em gone‚

Am gone.

AmTook that

Gtrain and

Fgone,

F Won’t be

Cback until

FJudgment

C Day.

EOh,

Amhow long train-a been gone?

DmHow long

Etrain-a been

Fgone.

AmHow long

Ftrain-a been

Cgone?

F Won’t be

Cback until

FJudgment

C Day.

2. Oh, the old class leader’s gone, gone gone.The old class leader’s gone.Won’t be back until Judgment Day.Done took that train and gone, gone, gone.Took that train and gone.Won’t be back until Judgment Day.

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Oh, how long train-a been gone …

3. Oh, all them disciples gone …

Oh, how long train-a been gone …

Hymn

John Lees / Barclay James Harvest 1977

EValley’s deep and the

Amountain’s so

E high‚

if you A

want to see God you’ve got to move on

the other E E4

side.E

You stand up there with your Ahead in the

E clouds‚

don’t A try to fly you know you might not come

E E4 down.

Don’t A try to fly, dear God, you might not come

E E4 E E4

down.

Jesus came down from Heaven to earth,the people said it was a virgin birth.Jesus came down from Heaven to earth,|: the people said it was a virgin birth. :|

He told great stories of the Lordand said he was the saviour of us all.He told great stories of the Lord|: and said he was the saviour of us all. :|

For this we killed him, nailed him up high,he rose again as if to ask us why.Then he ascended into the sky,as if to say in God alone you soar,as if to say in God alone we fly.

Valley’s deep and the mountain’s so high,if you want to see God you’ve got to move on

the other side.You stand up there with your head in the

clouds,don’t try to fly you know you might not come

down,don’t try to fly, dear God, you might not come

down.

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I Can See Clearly Now

C I can see

Fclearly now the

Crain is gone,

F C F C

C I can see

Fall the obstacles

Gin my way,

F

CGone are the

Fdark clouds that

Chad me gone,

F C

It’ gonna be a B ffff

bright (bright), F bright (bright),

sunshiny C day.

I think I can make it now the rain is gone,All of the bad feelings have disappeared,Here’s the rainbow I’ve been waiting for,It’ gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright),

sunshiny day.

B ffff

Look all around, there’s nothing but F blue

sky‚

B ffff

Look straight ahead, there’s nothing but G blue

sky …

I can see clearly now the rain is gone,I can see all the obstacles in my way,Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind,|: It’ gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright),

sunshiny day. :|

I Feel Fine

Beatles 1964

D C G

GBaby’s good to me you know

She’s

happy as can be, you know

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She Dsaid so

I’m in love with Cher and I feel

G fine

Baby says she’s mine, you knowshe tells me all the time, you nowShe said soI’m in love with her and I feel fine

G I’m so

Bmglad

That Cshe’s my little

Dgirl

GShe’s so

Bmglad

She’s Ctelling all the

Dworld

That her baby buys her things you knowHe buys her diamond rings, you knowShe said soShe’s in love with me and I feel fine, mm

Baby says she’s mine, you knowshe tells me all the time, you nowShe said soI’m in love with her and I feel fine

I’m so glad …

That her baby buys her things you know …

I Saw Her Standing there

Beatles

Well, she was Ejust seventeen

You Aknow what I

Emean

And the way she looked was way beyond

compare

So Ehow could I

E7

dance with anAother

C (ooh)

When I Esaw her

B7 standing

Ethere

Well she looked at me,And I, I could seeThat before too long I’d fall in love with her

She wouldn’t dance with another (whooh)When I saw her standing there

Well, my A

heart went “boom”

When I crossed that room

And I held her hand in Bmine

A7

Whoah, we danced through the nightAnd we held each other tightAnd before too long I fell in love with herNow I’ll never dance with another (whooh)Since I saw her standing there (Ahh!)

Well, my heart went “boom” …

Oh, we danced through the nightAnd we held each other tightAnd before too long I fell in love with herNow I’ll never dance with another (whooh)Since I saw her standing thereWhoah since I saw her standing thereYeah well since I saw her standing there

I Should Have Known Better

Beatles

G D GI

Dshould have known

Gbetter with a

Dgirl like

G Dyou‚

That I would Glove every

Dthing that you

Em do‚

And I Cdo, hey hey

Dhey, and I

G D Gdo.

D Whoa, whoa,

G D GI

Dnever rea

Glized what I

D kiss

could G be‚

This could Gonly

Dhappen to

Em me‚

Can’t you Csee, can’ t you

B7 Esee.

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E That when I

C tell you that I love

G you‚

B7 Emoh

You’re gonna C

say you love me G too‚ hoo, hoo,

G7 hoo‚

Coh

And when I D

ask you to be G Em Cmine

You’re gonna D

say you love me G D Gtoo.

So, I should have realized a lot of things before,If this is love you gotta give me more,Give me more, hey hey hey, give me more!

Whoa, whoa, I never realized what I kiss couldbe

this could only happen to me,Can’t you see, can’ t you see?

That when I tell you that I love you, ohYou’re gonna say you love me too, hoo, hoo,

hoo, ohAnd when I ask you to be mineYou’re gonna say you love me tooYou love me tooyou love me too.

I Still Haven’t Found what I’m Looking for

U2 1987

I’ve Eclimbed highest mountains.

I’ve

run through the fields

only to E4

be with you,

only to Ebe with you.

I have

run, I have crawled. I have scaled these city walls,E4

these city walls,

only to Ebe with you.

|: But I Bstill haven’t

E4

found

what I’m E

looking for. :|

I have kissed honey lips,felt the healing finger tips.It burned like fire,this burning desire.I have spoken with the tongue of angels.I have held the hand of a devil.It was warm in the night.I was cold as a stone.

But I still haven’t found …

I believe in the kingdom comewhen all the colours will bleed into one,bleed into one.But yes, I’m still running.You broke the bonds, you loosed the chains,you carried the cross and all my shame,all my shame.You know I believe it.

But I still haven’t found …

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I Want To Hold Your Hand

Beatles

Oh yeah, I’ll tell you something,I think you’ll understandWhen I say that something,

I want to hold your handI want to hold your hand,I want to hold your hand.

Oh please, say to me,You’ll let me be your manAnd please, say to me,

You’ll let me hold your hand

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Now let me hold your hand,I want to hold your hand.

And when I touch you, I feel happy inside,It’s such a feeling that my love,I can’t hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide

Yeah, you got that something,I think you’ll understand,When I say that something,

I want to hold your handI want to hold your hand,I want to hold your hand

Yeah, you got that something,I think you’ll understand,When I feel that something,

I want to hold your hand,I want to hold your hand,I want to hold your hand.

I Will

Beatles 1968

Who Fknows how

Dmlong I’ve

Gm7 loved you

C7

You Fknow I

Dmlove you

Amstill

F7

Will I B ffff

wait a C

lonely Dmlifetime

F

If you B ffff

want me Cto I

Fwill.

Dm Gm7 C7

For if I ever saw youI didn’t catch your nameBut it never really mattered

I will B ffff

always Cfeel the

F same.

F 7

B ffff

Love you forAmever

Dmand forever

Gm7

Love you with C7

all my F

heart F7

B ffff

Love you whenAmever

Dmwe’re together

GLove you when we’re a

C7

part.

And F

when at Dmlast I

Gm7

find you C7

Your Fsong will

Dmfill the

Amair

F7

Sing it B ffff

loud soC7

I can Dmhear you

(F7)

Make it B ffff

easy C7

to be Dmnear you

(F7)

For the B ffff

things you C7

do enDmdear you

(F7) to me

GmAh‚ you

C7 know I

D ffff

will .

I Fwill.B ffff

MmAm Dm

Gm7

Da da da da C7

da da F7+

da

I’ll Never Find Another You

There’s a Cnew world somew

Emhere

They Fcall The Promised

GLand

And I’ll be C there

Emsome day

If Fyou will hold my

Ghand

I still Amneed you there be

Fside me

No G

matter F

what I Cdo

G7

For I Cknow I’ll

Amnever

Dmfind a

G7

nother C you.

There is always someoneFor each of us they sayAnd you’ll be my someoneFor ever and a dayI could search the whole world overUntil my life is throughBut I know I’ll never find another you.

It’s a Amlong, long

Fjourney

So Gstay by my

Cside

When I Am

walk through the F

storm

You’ll be my C

guide, be my G7

guide.

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If they gave me a fortuneMy treasure would be smallI could lose it all tomorrowAnd never mind at allBut if I should lose your love, dearI don’t know what I’ll doFor I know I’ll never find another you.

But if I should lose your love, dearI don’t know what I’ll doFor I know I’ll never find another youAnother you, another you.

I’m a Believer

E I thought love was

Bonly

A true in

Efairy tales

A E

Meant for someone B else but

Anot for

E me

A

Ah, love was out to Eget to me Di-di-di, di di

A

That’s the way it Eseemed Di-di-di, di di

A

Disappointment Ehaunted all my

B7

dreams

Then I saw her E A E

face, now A

I’m a E A Ebeliever

ANot a

E A Etrace of

A doubt in my

E A Emind

I’m in E

love, hmm A

I’m a beEliever I couldn’t

D leave her if I

B7 tried

I thought love was more or less a givin’ thingSeems the more I gave the less I gotWhat’s the use in trying Di-di-di, di diAll you get is pain Di-di-di, di diWhen I needed sunshine I got rain.

Then I saw her face …

Ah, love was out to get to me Di-di-di, di diNow, that’s the way it seemed Di-di-di, di diDisappointment haunted all my dreams

Yes, I saw her face, now I’m a believerNot a trace of doubt in my mindYes, I’m a believer, yeah …I’m a believer. Said I’m a believer, yeah

I’m a believer. Said I’m a believer, yeahI’m a believer.

I’m Looking Through You

I’m looking through you, where did you go?I thought I knew you, what did I know?You don’t look different, but you have changedI’m looking through you, you’re not the same

Your lips are moving, I cannot hearYour voice is soothing, but the words aren’t

clearYou don’t sound different, I’ve learned the gameI’m looking through you, you’re not the same

Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?Love has a nasty habit of disappearing

overnight

You’re thinking of me, the same old wayYou were above me, but not todayThe only difference is you’re down thereI’m looking through you, any other way

I’m looking through you, where did you go?I thought I knew you, what did I know?You don’t look different, but you have changedI’m looking through you, you’re not the same

Why, tell me why …

Yeah!, Well, baby you’ve changed,ah, I’m looking through you

I’ve Been Working on the Railroad

Bill Basham

G I’ve been working on the railroadCAll the livelong

Gday

G I’ve been working on the railroad

Just to A7

pass the time aD

way

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D7 Can’t you hear the whistle

G blowing

C Rise up so early in the

Bmorn

CCan’t you hear the

Gcaptain shouting

Dinah, D blow your

Ghorn

GDinah, won’t you blowC

Dinah, won’t you blowDDinah, won’t you blow your

Ghorn

GDinah, won’t you blowC

Dinah, won’t you blowDDinah, won’t you blow your

Chorn

GSomeone’s in the kitchen with Dinah

Someone’s in the kitchen I Dknow

GSomeone’s in the kitchen with

CDinah

GStrumming on the

D7

old banGjo, and singing

G Fie, fi, fiddly i o

Fie, fi, fiddly iD o

G Fie, fi,

Cfiddly i o

GStrumming on the

D old ban

Gjo

If I fell

Beatles 1964

If I fell in love with youCould you promise to be trueAnd help me understand’Cause I’ve been in love beforeAnd I’ve found that love is moreThat just holding hands

If I gave my heart to youI must be sure from the very startThat you would love me more than her

If I trust in you, oh pleaseDon’t run and hide,If I love you too, oh pleaseDon’t hurt my pride like her

’Cause I couldn’t stand the painAnd I would be sadIf our new love was in vain

So I hope you see that IWould love to love youAnd that she will cryWhen she learns we are two

’Cause I couldn’t stand the painAnd I would be sadIf our new love was in vain

So I hope you see that IWould love to love youAnd that see will cryWhen she learns we are twoIf I fell in love with you

If I Had a Hammer

L. Hays – P. Seeger

If I had a Cham

Ammer‚

F

I’d Ghammer in the

Cmor

Amning,

F

I’d Ghammer in the

Ceve

Amning,

F

all over this G land.

I’d hammer out Cdanger,

I’d hammer out Am

warning,

I’d hammer out Flove bet

Cween

my Fbrothers and my

C sisters

F

C Gall over this

Cland.

Am F G

C Hu-

Am u-

F u-

Gu …

If I had a bell,I’d ring it in the morning,

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I’d ring it in evening,all over this land.I’d ring out danger,I’d ring out warning,I’d ring out love betweenmy brothers and my sistersall over this land …

If I had a song,I’d sing it in the morning,I’d sing it in evening,all over this land.I’d sing out danger,I’d sing out warning,I’d sing out love betweenmy brothers and my sistersall over this land …

If I had a hammer,and I got a bell,and I got a song to singall over this land.It’s a hammer of justice,it’s a bell of freedom,it’s a song about love betweenmy brothers and my sistersall over this land …

If You Want to Sing out, Sing out

Cat Stevens

(G)Well if you

Cwant to sing out,

Gsing out.

F

And if you C

want to be Gfree, be

Amfree.

Cause there’s a Dmmillion

Amthings to

Gbe.

You Cknow that there

Gare.

And if you want to live high, live high.And if you want to live low, live low.Cause there’s a million ways to go.You know that there are.

CYou can do what you

Fw ant …

GThe opportunity’ s

Con

And if you find a new F

w ay ,GYou can do it to

Cday

You can make it all F

trueG

And you can make it unCdo,

AmYou

Emsee

Ah it’ s Emeasy,

AmAh‚ you

Emonly need to

Gknow

Well if you want to say yes, say yes.And if you want to say no, say noCause there’s a million ways to go.You know that there are

And if you want to be me, be meAnd if you want to be you, be youCause there’s a million things to doYou know that there are

You can do what you want …

Well if you want to sing out, sing outAnd if you want to be free, be freeCause there’s a million things to beYou know that there areYou know that there are.You know that there areYou know that there areYou know that there are

If You’re Happy and You Know it

If you’re Ghappy and you know it

Clap your Dhands

If you’re Dhappy and you know it

Clap your Ghands

If you’re Chappy and you know it

And you G

really want to show it

If you’re Dhappy and you know it

Clap your Ghands

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If you’re happy and you know it nod yourhead …

… stamp your feet …

… shout hello …

… do all four …

Jailhouse Rock

Jerry Leiber / Mike Stoller (Elvis Presley)

The warden threw a party in the county jail.The prison band was there and they began to

wail.The band was jumpin’ and the joint began to

swing.You should’ ve heard those knocked out jailbirds

sing.

Let’s rock, everybody, let’s rock.Everybody in the whole cell blockWas a dancin’ to the Jailhouse Rock.

Spider Murphy played the tenor saxophone,Little Joe was blowin’ on the slide trombone.The drummer boy from Illinois went crash,

boom, bang,the whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang.

Let’s rock …

Number forty-seven said to number three:“You’re the cutest jailbird I ever did see.I sure would be delighted with your company,come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me.”

Let’s rock …

The sad sack was a sittin’ on a block of stoneway over in the corner weepin’ all alone.The warden said, “Hey, buddy, don’t you be

no square.If you can’t find a partner use a wooden

chair.”

Let’s rock …

Shifty Henry said to Bugs, “For Heaven’s

sake,no one’ s lookin’ , now’ s our chance to make a

break.”Bugsy turned to Shifty and he said, “Nix nix,I wanna stick around a while and get my

kicks.”

Let’s rock …

Jamaica Farewell

CDown the way where the

F nights are gay

And the Gsun shines daily on the

C mountaintop‚

I took a trip on a F sailing ship

And when I Greached Ja

Fmaica I

Cmade a

stop.

But I’m sad to say I’m on my way,Won’t be back for many a day.My heart is down, my head is turning aroundI had to leave a little girl in Kingston town.

Sounds of laughter everywhereAnd the dancing ladies swing to and fro.I must declare my heart is there,Though I’ve been from Maine to Mexico.

But I’m sad to say …

Down at the market you can hearLadies cry while on there heads they bear.“Akey” rice, salt fish are nice,And the rum is fine any time of the year.

But I’m sad to say …

Johnny B. Goode

Chuck Berry

Deep down in Louisianaclose to New Orleans,way back up in the woodsamong the evergreens,there stand a country cabinmade of clay and wood,where lives a young country boy

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named Johnny B. Goode,he never ever learnedto read or write a book so well,but he could play his guitarjust like a-ringing a bell.

Go go, go Johnny go go go!Go Johnny go go go!Go Johnny go go go!Go Johnny go go go!aah Johnny B. Goode!

He used to carry his guitarin a gunny sack,sit beneath the treesby the railroad track.Oh sitting and a-playingin the shade,drumming to the rhythmthat the drivers made.People passing byused to stop and say:my oh my,that country boy can play.

Go go, go Johnny go go go!

Well his mama told him:someday you will be a man.And you will be the leaderof a big old band.Many people comingfrom miles around,to hear you play your musictill the sun goes down.Maybe some dayyour name will be in light,saying: JohnnyB. Goode tonight!

Go go, go Johnny go go go!

Keep on the Sunny Side

There’s a dark and a troubled side of life,There’s a bright and a sunny side, too;Though you meet with the darkness and strife,The sunny side you also may 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!

Though the storm and its furies rage today,Crushing hope that we cherish so dear,The cloud and storm will in time pass away,And the sun again will shine bright and clear.

Keep on the sunny side …

Let us greet with a song of hope each day,Though the moment be cloudy or fair,And let us trust in our Savior always:He’ll keep us everyone in His care.

Keep on the sunny side …

Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door

Bob Dylan

GMama,

Dtake this badge off

Amme

G

I can’t Duse it any

C more.

G

It’s getting Ddark, too dark to

Amsee

G

feel like I’m Dknockin’ on heaven’s

C door.

GKnock, knock,

Dknockin’ on heaven’s

Am Gdoor.

Knock, knock, Dknockin’ on heaven’s

C Gdoor.


Am Gdoor.


C door.

Mama, put my guns in the groundI can’t shoot them anymore.That long black cloud is comin’ downI feel like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door.

Knock, knock …

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Kodachrome

Paul Simon 1973

When I think Eback on all the crap

I learned in A high school

F#m

It’s a wonder I can think at E all

A B

And though my E lack of education

Hasn’t Ahurt me none

F#m

I can read the B

writing on the E

wall

KodachA C# F#

ro-o-ome

They give us those Bmnice bright

Ecolors

They give us the A

greens of Dsummers

Makes you think Ball the

Eworld’s

A sunny Aday,

C#

oh F#

yeah

I got a BmNikon

E camera

I love to take a A

photogD

raph

So Mama don’t B

take my E

Kodachrome A C#m F#m Baway

If you took all the girls I knewWhen I was singleAnd brought them all together for one nightI know they’d never matchMy sweet imaginationEverything looks worse in black and white

Kodachrome …

So Mama don’t B

take my E

Kodachrome A C#m F#maway

Mama, don’t A take my

C#mKodachrome

F#maway (3x)

A Mama, don’t take my Kodachrome

C#mMama, don’t take my Kodachrome

F#mMama, don’t take my Kodachrome away

Mama, don’t take my KodachromeAnd leave your boy so far from homeMama, don’t take my Kodachrome away

Mama, don’t take my Kodachromeoh, ohMama, don’t take my Kodachrome away.

Late in the Evening

Paul Simon

The Ffirst thing I remember, I was lying in my

bed

I couldn’t’ve been no more than one or C two

And I reF

member there’s a radio, coming from

the room next

door

My mother laughed the way some ladies’

do

Well it’s Glate in the evening, and all the music

sees me C through

The next thing I remember, I am walking downa street

I’m feeling alright with my boys and with mytroops, yeah

Down along the avenue some guys are shootin’pool

And I heard the sound of acapella groups, yeahSingin’ late in the evening, and all the girls out

on the stoops, yeah

Then I remember playin’ some lead guitar, Iwas underage in this funky bar

And I stepped outside to smoke myself a J

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When I come back to the room, everybody justseemed to move

And I turned my amp up louder to get awayIt was late in the evening, and I blew that room

away

First thing I remember when you came into mylife

I said I wanna get that girl, no matter what Ido

Well I guess I’ve been in love before and once ortwice have been on the floor

But I’ve never loved no-one the way that I loveyou

And it was late in the evening, and all themusic sees me through

Lean on Me

Bill Withers

CSometimes in our

Flives,

we all have Cpain, we all have

Gsorrow.

CBut if we are

Fwise,

we know that C there’s always to

Gmor

Grow.

Lean on C

me,

when you’re not F

strong

and I’ll be your C friend.

I’ll help you G

c a rry on,Cfor it won’t be

Flong

’til I’m gonna C need somebody

to G lean

Con.

Please swallow your pride,if have things you need to borrow.For no one can fill thoseneeds that you won’t let show.

CYou just call on me brother when you need

a

hand.

We all need somebody to G lean

C on.

I just might have a problem that you’ll

understand.

We all need somebody to G lean

C on.

Lean on me …

You just call on me brother if you need afriend.

We all need somebody to lean on.I just might have a problem that you’ll

understand.We all need somebody to lean on.

If there is a load you have to bearthat you can’t carry.I’m right up the road,I’ll share your load if you just call me.

Leaving on a Jet Plane

John Denver 1967

D7

All my Gbags are packed, I’m

Cready to go,

I’m Gstanding here out

C side your door,

I Ghate to wake you

Am7

up to say good-D4/7 bye.

D7

But the Gdawn is breakin’, it’s

Cearly morn’,

the Gtaxi’s waitin’, he’s

C blowin’ his horn.

AlG

ready I’m so Am7

lonesome I could D4/7 die.

D7

So Gkiss me and

Csmile for me,

Gtell me that you’ll

Cw ait for me,

Ghold me like you’ll

Am7

never let me D 4/7

go. D7

’Cause I’m Gleavin’

Con a jet plane,

G

don’t know when C

I’ll be back again.G

Oh, Am7

babe‚ I hate to D 4/7

go. D7

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There’s so many times I’ve let you down,so many times I’ve played around,I tell you now, they don’t mean a thing.Ev’ry place I go, I’ll think of you,ev’ry song I sing, I’ll sing for you.When I come back, I’ll bring your wedding

ring.

So kiss me and smile for me …

Now the time has come to leave you,one more time let me kiss you.Then close your eyes, I’ll be on my way.Dream about the days to come,when I won’t have to leave alone,about the times I won’t have to say,

So kiss me and smile for me …

D4/7

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Lemon Tree

When I was just a lad of ten,my father said to me,“Come here and take a lessonfrom the lovely Lemon Tree.”“Don’t put your faith in love, my boy,”my father said to me,“I fear you'll find that love is likethe lovely Lemon Tree.”

Lemon Tree very prettyand the lemon flower is sweet,but the fruit of the poor lemonis impossible to eat.Lemon Tree very prettyand the lemon flower is sweet,but the fruit of the poor lemonis impossible to eat.

One day beneath the Lemon Tree,my love and I did lieA girl so sweet that when she smiledthe stars rose in the sky.

We passed that summer lost in lovebeneath the lemon treethe music of her laughterhid my father’s words from me:

Lemon Tree very pretty …

One day she left without a word.She took away the sun.And in the dark she left behind,I knew what she had done.She’d left me for another,it’s a common tale but true.A sadder man but wiser nowI sing these words to you:

Lemon Tree very pretty …

Let it Be

Beatles 1970

When I Cfind myself in

G times of trouble

Am

Mother Mary Fcomes to me

Cspeaking words of

Gwisdom, let it

F C Dm7 Cbe.

And in my hour of darknessshe is standing right in front of mespeaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Let it Ambe‚ let it

Gbe‚

let it F

be‚ let it C

be‚

whisper words of Gwisdom, let it

F C Dm7 Cbe.

And when the broken hearted peopleliving in the world agreethere will be an answer, let it be.

For though they may be partedthere is still a chance that they will seethere will be an answer, let it be.

Let it be (4x)there will be an answer, let it be.

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Let it be (4x)whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

And when the night is cloudythere is still a light that shines on meshine until tomorrow, let it be.

I wake up to the sound of musicMother Mary comes to mespeaking words of wisdom, let it be.

Let it be (4x)there will be an answer, let it be.

Let it be (4x)whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

F C Dm7 C B ffff F G F C

Lord of the Dance

Sidney Carter 1963

I Gdanced in the morning

when the world was begun,

and I Amdanced in the moon

and the stars and the Dsun,

and I Gcame down from heaven

a nd I danced on the earth:

at AmBethle

D7

hem I Chad my

G birth.

GD ance, then, wher

Emever you may be,

GI am the Lord of the

Amdance, said

D7

he.

And I’ll Glead you

Call wher

Emever you may

B7

be‚

and I’ll Amlead you

D7

all in the Gdance

C said

Ghe.

I danced for the scribeand the phariseebut they would not danceand they wouldn’t follow me.I danced for the fishermenfor James and John,

they came with meand the dance went on.

Dance, then, wherever …

I danced on the Sabbathand I cured the lame,the holy people saidit was a shame,they whipped and they strippedand they hung me highand they left me thereon a Cross to die.


I danced on a Fridaywhen the sky turned black,it’s hard to dancewith the world on your back,they buried my bodyand they thought I’d gonebut I am the danceand I still go on.


They cut me downand I leapt up high:I am the lifethat’ll never, never die,I’ll live in youif you live in me,I am the Lordof the dance, said he.


Love Me Do

Beatles 1962

Love, love me do,You know I love youI’ll always be trueSo please love me doWhoa, ho, love me do

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Someone to love,Somebody newSomeone to love,Someone like you.


Love Me Tender

Elvis Presley

GLove me tender,

A7

love me sweet,D7

Never let me Ggo.

You have made my A7 life complete

D7

And I love you Gso.

GLove me

B7

tender, Emlove me

G7

true,CAll my

Cmdreams ful

Gfill.

For, my E7

darlin’,A7

I love youD7

And I always Gwill.

Love me tender, love me long,Take me to your heart.For it’s there that I belongAnd we’ll never part.Love me tender, love me true,All my dreams fulfill.For, my darlin’, I love youAnd I always will.

Love me tender, love me dear,Tell me you are mine.I’ll be yours through all the years

Till the end of time.Love me tender, love me true,All my dreams fulfill.For, my darlin’, I love youAnd I always will.

Marly Purt Drive

Sunday morning woke up yawning;Filled the pool for a swim.Pulled down the head and looked inThe glass just to see if I was in.Went up the stairs and kissed my womenTo make her come alive.

’Cause with fifteen kidsAnd a fam’ly on the skids,I got to go for a Sunday drive.Fifteen kids and a fam’ly on the skids,I got to go for a Sunday drive.

That’s how they are, so I grabbed out the car,Convertible fifty-nine.Headed for the freeway;Tried to find the Pasadena sign.Ten miles and three quarters moreI wasn’t feeling any more alive.

’Cause with fifteen kids …

I used to be a minstrel freeWith a whole lot of bread in my bag.I used to feel that my life was real,But the good Lord threw me a snag.Now I’m gonna be the same as me,No matter how I try.

’Cause with fifteen kids …

Turned ’round the car and headed for home;I guess I realized my fate.Ten miles and three quarters moreI pulled up outside the gate.Twenty more kids were stood insideAnd that made thirty-five.

’Cause with an orphanageFull of thirty-five kids,

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I got to go for a Sunday drive.An orphanage full of thirty-five kids,I got to go for a Sunday drive.

Sunday morning woke up yawning;Filled the pool for a swim.Pulled down the glass and looked inThe mirror just to see if I was in.Went up the stairs and kissed my womenTo make her come alive.

’Cause with an orphanage …

Me and Julio Down By the Schoolyard

Paul Simon

A D A E / A D A E

A Mama Pajama rolled outta bed

And she ran to the police Dstation

When the E Papa found out, he began to shout

And he started the investiAgation

It’s against the E

law‚

It was against the A law

What the Mama E

saw‚

It was against the A law

The Mama looked down and spit on the groundEvery time my name gets mentionedThe Papa says, oy, if I get that boyI’m gonna stick him in the house of detention

Well I’m on my D

w ay ,

I don’t know A

where I’m goin’ A7

I’m on my D

w ay ,

Takin’ my A

time, but I Bdon’t know

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Goodbye to DRosie, the queen of Co

A rona

Singin’ A

me and G Julio

D down by the

E A D A Eschoolyard

Singin’ A

me and G Julio

D down by the

E A D A Eschoolyard

In a couple of days they’re gonna take me awayBut the press let the story leakWhen the radical priest comes to get me releasedWe’ re all on the cover of Newsweek

Well I’m on my way …

Minnie the Moocher

|: Em B7 Em :| B7 Em C7 B7 Em C7 B7 Em C7 B7

Hey Emfolks, here’s a story ’bout Minnie, the

Moocher.C7

She was a low down B7 hoochie

Emcoocher.

She was the roughest, toughest frail,

but C7

Minnie had a heart as B7

big as a Em

whale.

Hi-diEm

-hi-di-hi-di-ho,ho-di-ho-di-ho-di-ho,he-de-he-de-he-de-he,hi-di-hi-di-hi-di-ho.

She messed around with a bloke named Smokie,she loved him though he was Cokey.He took her down, to Chinatownand he showed her how to kick the gong around.

Hi-di-hi-di-hi-di-ho,whoah!he-de-he-de-he-de-he,hi-di-hi-di-hi-di-ho.

She had a dream about the King of Sweden,he gave her things that she was needin’.He gave her a home built of gold and steel,a diamond car with a platinum wheels.

Hi-di-hi-di-hi-di-hi,ho-di-ho-di-ho-di-ho,

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skudelewoo, skudelewoo, skudele-woodele-woodele-woo,

zidi-dididudeloo-wudududeloo Skidi-dudelooBouzadoy.

He gave her his town house and his racinghorses,

each meal she ate was a dozen courses.Had a million dollars worth of nickels and

dimes,she sat around and counted them all a million

times.

Hi-di-hi-di-hi-di-ho,ho-di-ho-di-ho-di-ho,he-de-he-de-he-de-he,hi-di-hi-di-hi-di-ho.

EmPoor Min,

C7 poor

B7

Min, poor Em

Min.

Mister Bojangles

I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you,in worn out shoes

With silver hair, a rageed shirt and baggypants, the old soft shoe

He jumped so high, jumped so high, then helightly touched down

Mister Bojangles, Mister Bojangles,Mister Bojangles, dance

I met him in a cell in New Orleans I was,down and out

He looked at me to be the eyes of age, as spokeright out

He talked of life, talked of life, he laughed andslapped his leg a step

He said his name, Bojangles, then he danced alick, across the cell

He grabbed his pants a better stance, oh, hejumped up high, he clicked his heels

He let go a laugh, let go a laugh, shook backhis clothes all around

He danced for those at minstrel shows andcounty fairs, throughout the South

He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dogand he, traveled about

His dog up and died, he up and died, aftertwenty years, he still grieves

He said, “I dance now at every chance inhonkytonks, for drinks and tips

But most of the time I spend behind these countybars, he said, “I drinks a bit.”

He shook his head and as he shook his head, Iheard someone ask please …

Mo Ghile Mear “Our Hero”

Grief and pain are all I knowMy heart is sore, my tears will flow.We saw him go … our buachaile.No word we know of him, woe on.

Sé mo lacch, mo ghiolla mearSé mo Cheasar, ghiolla mear.Suan né sean ni bhfueircae féinO chuaig I goein mo ghiolla mear.A ghiolla mear, ghiolla mear.

A proud and gallant chevalierA high-born scion of gentle mien,A fiery blade engaged to leadHe’d break the bravest in the field.

Sé mo lacch …

Then we’ll sing his praise as sweet harps play,And proudly toast his noble fame.With spirit and mind aflame,To wash him strength and length of days.

Sé mo lacch …

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Mr. Tambourine Man

Bob Dylan

GHey, Mr.

ATambourine Man,

D play a song for

G me‚

I’m not Dsleepy and there

Gain’t no place I’m

A going to.

GHey, Mr.

ATambourine Man,

D play a song for

G me‚

in the Djingle jangle

Gmorning

I’ll come Afollowing

Dyou.

GTake me on a

Atrip upon your

Dmagic swirling

G ship‚

my Dsenses have been

Gstripped,

my Dhands can’t feel to

Ggrip,

my Dtoes too numb to

G step,

wait Donly for my

Gboot heels to be

A wandering‚

I’m Gready to go

Aanywhere, I’m

Dready for to

G fade‚

inDto my own pa

Grade,

cast your Ddancing spell my

Gway ,

I promise to go Aunder it.

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man …

Mrs. Robinson

Paul Simon 1968

We’d E

like to know a little bit about you for

ourfiles,

we’d Alike to help you learn to help

A7 Dyourself.

Look around you, Gall you see are

C sympa

Em thetic

Am eyes.

E

Stroll around the grounds unDtil you feel at

home.

And here’s to Gyou, Mrs.

Em Robinson,

GJesus loves you

Emmore than you will

C know‚

woo woo Dwoo.

God bless you, Gplease, Mrs.

Em Robinson,

Gheaven holds a

Emplace for those who

C pray‚

hey Emhey

Amhey‚ hey hey

E hey.

Hide it in a hiding place where no one evergoes,

put it in your pantry with your cupcakes.It’s a little secret, just the Robinson’s affair,most of all you’ve got to hide it from the kids.

Coo coo cachoo, Mrs. Robinson,Jesus loves you more than you will know,woo woo woo.God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson,heaven holds a place for those who pray,hey hey hey, hey hey hey.

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon,going to the candidates’ debate, yeah.Laugh about it, shout about it, when you’ve got

to choose,every way you look at it you lose.

Where have you gone, Joe Dimaggio?a nation turns its lonely eyes to you,woo woo woo.What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson,“Joltin’ Joe” has left and gone away,hey hey hey, hey hey hey.

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MTA Song

Now let me tell you of a story’Bout a man named CharlieOn that tragic and fateful day;He put ten cents in his pocket,Kissed his wife and family,Went to ride on the MTA.

But did he ever return?No, he never returned,And his fate is still unlearned,He may ride forever’neath the streets of Boston –He’s the man who never returned.

Charlie handed in his dimeAt the Kendall Square StationAnd he changed Jamaica Plain;When he got there the conductor told him“one more nickel!”Charlie couldn’t get off that train.

But did he ever return …

Now all night long CharlieRides through the tunnelCrying, “What will become of me?How can I afford to seeMy sister in ChelseaOr my cousin in Roxbury?”


Charlie’s wife goes down to theScollay Square StationEveryday at a quarter past twoAnd through the open windowShe hands Charlie a sandwichAs the train comes rumblin’ through!


Now you citizens of Boston,Don’t you think that it’s a scandalThe way people have to pay and pay;Fight the fare increase,Vote for George O’Brien

And get Charlie off the MTA!


Mull of Kintyre

Paul und Linda McCartney 1977

A Mull of Kintyre,

oh, Dmist rolling in from the

A sea‚

my desire is D a lways to be here,

oh, A

Mull of Kintyre.

AF ar have I travelled and much have I seen,Ddark distant mountains with

Avalleys of

green.

Past painted deserts, the sunset’s on fire

as he Dcarries me home to the

E Mull of

AKintyre.

Mull of Kintyre …

D G D G D

D Sweep through the heather like deer in the

glen‚

Gcarry me back to the

D days I knew then.

Nights when we sang like a heavenly

choir

of the Glife an the times of the

A Mull of

DKintyre.

D Mull of Kintyre,

oh, Gmist rolling in from the

D sea‚

my desire is G a lways to be here,

oh, D

Mull of Kintyre.

A Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain,still take me back where my mem’ries remain.Flickering embers grow higher and high’ras they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre.

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A Mull of Kintyre …

D Mull of Kintyre …

My Bonnie

My A

Bonnie lies Dover the

Aocean,

my Bonnie lies B7

over the Esea,

E7

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bring back my Bonnie to A

me.

The winds have blown over the ocean,The winds have blown over the sea.The winds have blown over the oceanAnd brought back my Bonnie to me.

Bring back …

My Hometown

Bruce Springsteen 1984

I was A7+/9 eight

Ayears old

and A7+/9 running

Awith

a A4 dime

Ain my

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this is Ayour

E6

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In sixty fivetension was running highat my high school.There were a lot of fightsbetween the black and white,there was nothing you could do.Two cars at a lighton a Saturday nightin the back seat there was a gun;words were passedin a shotgun blast:troubled times had come,to my hometown.

To my hometown. (3x)

Now F#m

Main Street’s whitewashed windows

and A vacant stores,

seems F#mlike there ain’t nobody

wants to come A

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They’re Dclosing down the textile mill

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A7+/9 A

To your hometown. (3x)

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Last night me and Katewe laid in bedtalking about getting out;packing upour bags, maybeheading south.I’m thirty five,we got a boyof our own now.Last night I sat him up,behind the wheel,said “Son take a good look around,this is your hometown.”

This is your hometown. (3x)

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My Own Worst Enemy

Can we forget about the things I said When Iwas drunk

Didn’t mean to call you thatI can’t remember what was said and what you

threw at meplease tell me,

Please tell me whyThe car is in the front yard and I’msleeping with my clothes oncame in through the window last night, and

you’re gone.

It’s no surprise to me I am my own worstenemy

cause every now and then I beat the living shitout of me

a smoke alarm is going off and there’s acigarette

still burning

Please tell me why …

My Way

Frank Sinatra

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I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and criedI’ve had my fill, my share of losing.And now, as tears subside,I find it all so amusing.To think, I did all that,And may I say, “not in a shy way”,Oh no, oh no not me, I did it my way.

For what is a man, what has he got,

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If not himself, then he has not,To say the things, he truly feels,And not the words of one who kneels.The record shows, I took the blows,And did my way.

New Morning

Bob Dylan

Can’t you hear that rooster crowin’Rabbit runnin’ down across the roadUnderneath the bridge where the water flowed

throughSo happy just to see you smileUnderneath the sky of blueOn this new morning, new morningOn this new morning with you.

Can’t you hear that motor turnin’?Automobile comin’ into styleComin’ down the road for a country mile or

twoSo happy just to see you smileUnderneath the sky of blueOn this new morning, new morningOn this new morning with you.

The night passed away so quicklyIt always does when you’re with me.

Can’t you feel that sun a-shinin’?Ground hog runnin’ by the country streamThis must be the day that all of my dreams

come trueSo happy just to be aliveUnderneath the sky of blueOn this new morning, new morningOn this new morning with you.

So happy just to be aliveUnderneath the sky of blueOn this new morning, new morningOn this new morning with you.New morning …

New York

Frank Sinatra

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No Woman no Cry

Bob Marley

No woman no cryNo woman no cryNo woman no cryNo woman no cry – (said, said,)

Said I remember when we used to sitIn the government yard in TrenchtownOba-, oba-serving the hypocrites, as they

wouldMingle with the good people we meetGood friends we have, oh, good friends we have

lostAlong the way (hey!)In this great future, you can’t forget your pastSo dry your tears, I say, and:

No woman no cryNo woman no cryEeh, Little darling, don’t shed no tearsNo woman no cry – said, said,

Said I remember when we use to sitIn the government yard in TrenchtownAnd then Georgie would make the fire light, as

it waslog would burnin’ through the nightsThen we would cook cornmeal porridge

Of which I’ll share with you (uuh!)My feet is my only carriageAnd so I’ve got to push on through, Oh, while

I’m gone

Everything ’s gonna be alright (8x)

No woman no cryNo, no woman, no woman no cryEeh, Little darling, don’t shed no tearsNo woman no cry.

Norwegian Wood

Beatles 1965 (Capo: 4th Fret)

CI once had a girl

Or should I say she once had meC She showed me her room Isn’t it good Norwegian wood?

She Cmasked me to stay and she told me

To sit anyF

where

SoCm I looked around and I noticed

There wasn’t a Dm7 Gchair

I sat on a rug biding my timedrinking her wineWe talked until two and then she said“it’s time for bed”

She told me she worked in the morningAnd started to laughI told her I didn’ t and crawled offTo sleep in the bath

And when I awoke I was aloneThis bird had flownSo I lit a fireIsn’t it good Norwegian wood?

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Nowhere Man

Beatles

EHe’s a real

Bnowhere man,

ASitting in his

Enowhere land,

AMaking all his

Amnowhere plans for

Enobody.

Doesn’t have a point of view,Knows not where he’s going to.Isn’t he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere G#mman‚ please

Alisten,

You don’t G#mknow what you’re

A missing

Nowhere G#mman‚ the

A world is at your

command. B

He’s as blind as he can be,Just sees what he wants to see,Nowhere man, can you see me at all

Nowhere man, don’t worry,Take your time, don’t hurryLeave it all till sonebody else lands you a hand

Doesn’t have a point of view,Knows not where he’s going toIsn’t he a bit like you and me?

Nowhere man, please listen,You don’t know what you’re missingNowhere man, the world is at your command.

He’s a real nowhere man,Sitting in his nowhere land,Making all his nowhere plans for nobody.

Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da

The Beatles

Desmond has a barrow in the marketplaceMolly is the singer in a bandDesmond says to Molly, girl I like your faceAnd Molly says this as she takes him by the

hand

Ob la di ob la da, life goes on braLa la how the life goes onOb la di ob la da, life goes on braLa la how the life goes on

Desmond takes a trolley to the jeweller’s storeBuys a twenty carat golden ringTakes it back to Molly waiting at the doorAnd as he gives it to her she begins to sing

Ob la di ob la da …

In a couple of years they have built a homesweet home

With a couple of kids running in the yardOf Desmond and Molly Jones

Happy ever after in the marketplaceDesmond lets the children lend a handMolly stays at home and does her pretty faceAnd in the evening she still sings it with the

band


In a couple of years they have built …

Happy ever after in the marketplaceMolly lets the children lend a handDesmond stays at home and does his pretty faceAnd in the evening she’s a singer with the band


And if you want some fun –take ob la di bla da

Octopus’ Garden

I’d like to be under the sea,In an octopus’ garden in the shade,

He’d let us in, knows where we’ve been,In his octopus’ garden in the shade.

I’d ask my friends to come and see,An octopus’ garden with me

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I’d like to be under the sea,In an octopus’ garden in the shade.

We would be warm, below the storm,In our little hideaway beneath the waves,

Resting our head, on the seabed,In an octopus’ garden near a cave.

We would sing and dance aroundBecause we know we can’t be found

I’d like to be under the sea,In an octopus’ garden in the shade.

Oh Susanna

Stephen C. Foster

I Ccome from Alabama,

with my banjo on my G7

knees,

I’m Cgoin’ to Louisiana

my true love G7

for to Csee.

C7

|: F

Oh! Susanna,

oh Cdon’t you cry for

G7

me‚

for I’m Cgoin’ to Lousiana

with my banjo G 7

on my Cknee. :|

It rained all night the day I left,the weather it was dry,the sun so hot, I froze to death,Susanna don’t you cry.

Oh! Susanna …

I had a dream the other nightwhen ev’rything was still:I thought I saw Susanna deara-comin’ down the hill.

Oh! Susanna …

The buckwheat cake was in her mouth,the tear was in her eye;

I said, I’m coming from the South,Susanna, don’t you cry.

Oh! Susanna …

I soon will be in New Orleans,and then I’ll look around,and when I find SusannaI’ll fall upon the ground.

Oh! Susanna …

But if I do not find her,then I’m surely bound to die,and when I’m dead and buried,oh, Susanna don’t you cry.

Oh! Susanna …

Old Black Joe

CGone are the days, when my

Fheart was young

and C gay‚

gone are my friends, from the Fcotton field

Gaway‚

Cgone from the earth to a

Fbetter land I

C know‚

I Ghear their gentle

Cvoices

Fcalling:

C“Old

G black

C Joe!”

I’m Ccoming, I’m coming,

for my F

head is bending C

low‚

I Ghear their gentle

Cvoices

Fcalling:

C“Old

G black

C Joe!”

Why do I weep, when my heart should feel nopain,

why do I sigh that my friends come not again?Grieving for forms now departed long ago,I hear their gentle voices calling: “Old black

Joe!”

I’m coming, …

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Where are the hearts once so happy and so free?The children so dear that I held upon my knees?Gone to the shore where my soul has longed to

go,I hear their gentle voices calling: “Old black

Joe!”

I’m coming …

Old Folks at Home

Stephen C. Foster (1851)

Way down upon de Swanee ribber,Far, far away,Dere’s wha my heart is turning ebber,Dere’s wha de old folks stay.All up and down de whole creation,Sadly I roam,Still longing for de old plantation,And for de old folks at home.


All round de little farm I wanderedWhen I was young,Den many happy days I squandered,Many de songs I sung.When I was playing wid my brudderHappy was I –.Oh! take me to my kind old mudder,Dere let me live and die.


One little hut among de bushes,One dat I love,Still sadly to my mem’ry rushes,No matter where I roveWhen will I see de bees a hummingAll round de comb?When will I hear de banjo tumming

Down in my good old home?


One

U2

Am D F7+ G / Am

Is it getting Dbetter

F7+

Or do you feel the G same

Am

Will it make it Deasier on you now

F7+

You got someone to G blame

You say …C

One love Am

One life F7+

When it’s one need C

In the night

One love Am

We get to share it F7+

Leaves you baby if you C

Don’t care for it Am D F7+ G / Am

Did I disapD

point you F7+

Or leave a bad taste in your G Ammouth

You act like you never Dhad love

F7+

And you want me to go withG out

Well it’s …C

Too late Am

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Tonight F7+

To drag the past out inCto the light

We’re one, but we’rAm

e not the same

We get to F7+

Carry each otherC

Carry each other

One Am…

D F7+ G / Am

Have you come here for forDgiveness

F7+

Have you come to raise the G dead

Am

Have you come here to play DJesus

F7+

To the lepers in your Ghead

C

Did I ask too much Am

More than a lot F7+

You gave me nothing

Now it’C

s all I got

We’re one

But we’re Amnot the same

Well we F7+

Hurt each other

Then we Cdo it again

You say

CLove is a templeAm

Love a higher lawCLove is a templeAm

Love the higher law

You C

ask me to enter

But G then you make me crawl

And I can’t be holding F7+

on To what you got

When all you got is Churt

One love Am

One blood F7+

One life

You got to Cdo what you should

One life Am

With each other F7+

Sisters C

Brothers

One life

But we’rAm

e not the same

We get to F7+

Carry each otherC

Carry each other

One Am…

F7+

one C / C Am F7+ C …

Paint it Black

Rolling Stones

I see a red door and I want it painted black,No colors anymore I want them to turn black.I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer

clothes,I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.

I see a line of cars and they’re all paintedblack,

With flowers and my love, both never to comeback.

I see people turn their heads and quickly look

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away,Like a new born baby it just happens ev’ry

day.

I look inside myself and see my heart is black,I see my red door and I want it painted black.Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face

the facts,It’s not easy facing up when your whole world

is black.

No more will my green sea go turn a deeperblue,

I could not foresee this thing happening to you.If I look hard enough into the setting sun,My love will laugh with me before the morning

comes.

I see a red door and I want it painted black,No colors anymore I want them to turn black.I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer

clothes,I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.

I wanna see your face painted black, black asnight.

Don’t wanna see the sun flyin’ high in the sky.I wanna see it painted, painted,painted, painted black, yeah!

Pat on the Railway

In Emeighteen hundred and forty one

I Gput my cord’roy britches on,

I Emput my cord’roy britches on

To C

work uB7

pon the Em

railway.

EmFil-i-me-or-y-or-y-ayG

Fil-i-me-or-y-or-y-ayEm

Fil-i-me-or-y-or-y-ay

To C

work uB7

pon the Em

rai lway.

In eighteen hundred and forty-twoI left the old world for the new,Bad cess to the luck that brought me throughTo work upon the railway.

Fil-i-me-or-y-or-y-ay (3x)To work upon the railway.

Our contractor’s name it was Tom King,He kept a store to rob the men,A Yankee clerk with ink and pen,To cheat Pat on the railway.

Fil-i-me-or-y-or-y-ay (3x)To cheat Pat on the railway.

It’s “Pat, do this,” and “Pat, do that!”Without a stocking or a hat,And nothing but an old cravat,While Pat works on the railway.

Fil-i-me-or-y-or-y-ay (3x)While Pat works on the railway.

One Monday morning to our surprise,Just half an hour before sunrise,The dirty devil went to the skies,And Pat worked on the railway.

Fil-i-me-or-y-or-y-ay (3x)And Pat worked on the railway.

Proud Mary

DLeft a good job in the city, workin’ for the man ev’ry night and day, a nd she never lost one minute of sleepin’,

worryin’ about the way things might have

been.

ABig wheel keep on turnin’,Bm

proud Mary keep on Gburnin’,

Drol lin’, rollin’, rollin’ on the river.

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Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis,pumped a lot of pain in New Orleans,but she never saw the good side of the city,until she hitched a ride on a river boat queen.

Big wheel keep on turnin’ …

If you come down to the river,bet you gonna find some people who live,you don’t have to worry ’cause you have no

money,people on the river are happy to give.

Big wheel keep on turnin’ …

Puff the Magic Dragon

APuff, the magic

C#mdragon,

Dlived by the

A sea

And Dfrolicked in the

Aautumn

F#mmist

in a D land called Hona

E lee.

ALittle Jackie

C#mPaper

D loved that rascal

APuff

And Dbrought him strings and

A sealing

F#mwax

and Dother

E fancy

A stuff.

APuff, the magic

C#mdragon,

Dlived by the

A sea

And Dfrolicked in the

Aautumn

F#mmist

in a D land called Hona

E lee.

APuff, the magic

C#mdragon …

in a D land called

EHona

A lee.

Together they would travel,on a boat with billowed sailJackie kept a lookout perchedon Puff’s gigantic tailNoble kings and princeswould bow whene’er they came;

Pirate ships would low’r their flagwhen Puff roared out his name.

Puff, the magic dragon …

A dragon lives forever,but not so little boysPainted wings and giant ringsmake way for other toysOne grey night it happened,Jackie Paper came no more,And Puff that mighty dragon,he ceased his fearless roar.


His head was bent in sorrow;green scales fell like rain.Puff no longer went to playalong the cherry laneWithout his lifelong friend,Puff could not be braveSo Puff that mighty dragonsadly slipped into his cave.


Que será será

J. Livingston – R. Evans 1985

When I was Cjust a little girl

I a sked my mother, what will I

Dm7 G7

be?

Dm7

Will I be G7

pretty, Dm7

will I be G7

rich?Dm7 Here’s what she

G7

said to C me:

C7

Que seFrá, será,

whatever will C

be‚ will be;

the future’s not G7

ours to see.

Que será, seC

rá! Dm7

What will be, G7

will C

be!

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When I was just a child in school,I asked my teacher: What should I try?Should I paint pictures, should I sing songs?This was her wise reply:

Que será, será …

When I have children of my own,they ask their mother: What will I be?Will I be pretty, will I be rich?I tell them tenderly:

Que será, será …

Red River Valley

From this G valley they say you are

C going‚

We will Gmiss your bright eyes and sweet

D7 smile‚

For they G7

say you are taking the C

sunshine,

Which has Gbrightened our

D7

pathway a G while.

Come and sit by my side if you love me,Do not hasten to bid me adieuBut remember the Red River ValleyAnd the one who has loved you so true

Won’t you think of the valley you’re leaving,O how lonely, how sad it will be?O think of the fond heart you’re breakingAnd the grief you are causing to me.

Come and sit by my side …

As you go to your home by the ocean,May you never forget those sweet hoursThat we spent in the Red River ValleyAnd the love we exchanged ’mid the flowers

Come and sit by my side …

Riders

An Emold cowpoke went riding

On one Ghot and windy day

UEmpon a ridge he rested

As he Gwent along his

B7 way

WhenEm all at once a mighty herd

Of red-eyed cows he saw,

A-Am

plowin’ through the ragged skies

And up the cloudy Em

draw.

Yipie-i-Gyay, yip-i-oh

Em-oh‚

Ghost Amriders in the

Emsky.

Their brands were still on fireAnd their hoofs were made of steelTheir horns were black and shinyAnd their hot breath he could feelA bolt of fear went through himAs they thundered through the skyFor as he saw the riders coming hard,He could hear their mournful cry.

Yipie-i-yay, yip-i-oh-oh …

Their face was gaunt, their eyes were blurred,Their shirts all soaked with sweat,They’re riding hard to catch that herd,But they ain’t caught him yetThey’ve got to ride for evermoreOn the range up in the skyOn horses snorting fireAs they ride, I hear them cry.


And as the riders loped on byHe heard one call his nameIf you want to save your soul from hellA-ridin’ on the rangeThen cowboy better change your waysOr with us you will rideTrying to catch the devil’s herdAcross the endless sky.


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Rock Around the Clock

Bill Haley and the Comets

GOne, two, three o’ clock , four o’ clock, rock

Five, six, seven o’ clock, eight o’ clock, rock Nine, ten, eleven o’ clock, twelve o’ clock, rock

We’ re gonna D7 rock around the clock tonight

GPut your glad rags on and join me, hon’

We’ ll have some fun when the clock strikes one

We’re gonna C7

rock around the clock

tonight

We’re gonna Grock, rock, rock, ’til broad day

light

We’re gonna Drock, gonna rock a

Cround the clock

Gtonight

When the clock strikes two, and three, and fourIf the band slows down we’ ll yell for more

We’re gonna rock around the clock …

When the chimes ring five, and six, and sevenWe’ ll be rockin’ up in seventh heav’n


When it’s eight, nine, ten, eleven tooI’ ll be going strong and so will you


When the clock strikes twelve we’ll cool off thenStart a-rockin’ round the clock again


Rocky Raccoon

Beatles 1968

Now Am7

somewhere in the Black Mountain hills of

Dakota

There lived a D4/7

young boy named Rocky RacD7 coon

n – ah G7

And one day his woman ran off with

C another

guyC7+

Hit young Rocky in the Am7

eye Rocky didn’t like that

He said I’m D4/7

gonna get that boy D7

So one G7

day he walked into town

Booked himself a room in the C

local C7+

saloon.

Am7

Rocky Raccoon

Checked D4/7

into his room D7

G7

Only to find Gideon’s CBible.

C7+

Rocky had comeEquipped with a gunTo shoot off the legs of his rival.

His rival it seemsHad broken his dreamsBy stealing the girl of his fancy.

Her name was MagilAnd she called herself LilBut everyone knew her as Nancy.

Now she and her manWho called himself DanWere in the next room at the hoe down.

Rocky burst inAnd grinning a grinHe said “Danny boy this is a showdown”.

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But Daniel was hot,He drew first and shotAnd Rocky collapsed in the corner.

Dodo dodo dododo do doo …

Now the doctor came inStinking of ginAnd proceeded to lie on the table.

He said Rocky you met your matchAnd Rocky said, “Doc it’s only a scratchAnd I’ll be better, I’ll be better doc as soon as I

am able.”

Now Rocky RaccoonHe fell back in his roomOnly to find Gideon’s Bible.

Gideon checked outAnd he left it no doubtTo help with good Rocky’s revival.

Dodo dodo dododo do doo …

Am7 D4/7 C C7+

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Route 66

Bobby Troup

If you Eever

Aplan to motor

E west‚

travel A

my way, take the highway that is E best.

Get your B

kicks on A

Route sixty-E

six.

It winds from Chicago to LA,more than two thousand miles all the way.Get your kicks on Route sixty-six.

Now you Ego through Saint Louis,

A Joplin‚

Missouri

And E

Oklahoma City looks mighty pretty.

AYou see Amarillo,

EGallup, New Mexico,

B Flagstaff

Arizona.

ADon’t forget Winona,

EKingman, Barstow,

BSan

EBernandino.

Won’t you get hip to this timely tip,When you make that California tripGet your kicks on Route sixty-six.Won’t you get hip to this timely tip:when you make that California tripGet your kicks on Route sixty-six. (3x)

Ruby Tuesday

Rolling Stones

AmShe would

Gnever

Fsay where

Gshe came

C from.

AmYester

Cday don’t

Fmatter

C if it’s

Ggone.

AmWhile the

Dsun is

Gbright

AmOr in the

Ddarkest

G night,

No one C

knows she comes and Ggoes.

CGood-

Gbye,

CRuby Tuesday,

Cwho could

Ghang a

Cname on you?

CWhen you

Gchange with

B ffff

ev’ry Fnew day.

DmStill I’m gonna

Fmiss you.

G

Don’t question why she needs to be so free.She’ll tell you it’s the only way to be.She just can’t be chainedTo a life where nothing’s gainedAnd nothing’s lost at such a cost.

Good-bye, Ruby Tuesday …

“There’s no time to lose,” I need her say.Cash your dreams before they slip away.Dying all the time;Lose your dreams and youWill lose your mind; ain’t life unkind.

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Good-bye, Ruby Tuesday …

Sad Lisa

Cat Stevens 1970

She Emhangs her head and cries on my

D Cshirt‚

she D

must be Emhurt very

D Gbadly.

Tell me what’s mD

aking you Em A sadly?

Em Open your do

Aor, don’t

Dhide in the

Cdark‚

you’re Dlost in the da

Emrk‚ you can tr

Dust

Gme‚

’cause you know thaDt’s how it

Em must

Abe.

EmLisa Lis

Aa‚ sad

BmLisa Li

Emsa.

Her eyes like windows, trickle in rainupon the pain getting deeper.Though my love wants to relieve her.She walks alone from wall to wall;lost in her hall, she can’t hear me,though I know she likes to be near me.

Lisa …

She sits in a corner by the door.There must be more I can tell her,if she really wants me to help her.I’ll do what I can to show her the way,and maybe one day I will free her,though I know no one can see her.

Lisa …

Sailing

Rod Steward 1972

I am Dsailing, I am

Bmsailing,

home aGgain, cross the

Dsea.

I am Esailing, stormy

Bmwaters,

to be Emnear you

A7

‚ to be D free.

I am flying, I am flying,like a bird, cross the sky.I am flying, passing high clouds,to be with you, to be free.

Can you hear me, can you hear me,through the dark night, far away.I am dying, forever crying,to be with you, who can say.

We are sailing, we are sailing,home again, cross the sea.We are sailing, stormy waters,to be near you, to be free.

San Francisco Bay Blues

Jesse Fuller 1958 / Eric Clapton 1992

I got the Cblues from my baby

left me Fby the San Francisco

C Bay‚

C7

the Focean liner’s not so far a

Cway.

C7

F Didn’t mean to treat her so bad,

she was the Cbest girl I

E7

ever have A7 had‚

she D7

said goodbye, I can take a cry,G

I want to lay down and G7 die.

I Cain’t got a nickel

and I Fain’t got a lousy

Cdime.

C7

She Fdon’t come bac

k,

ain’t gonna lose my E

mind.E7

Ya Fever get back to stay,

it’s gonna Cbe another

E7

brand new A7 day‚

D7

walkin’ with my baby downG7

by the San Francisco C

Bay.G

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CSittin’ down

Flookin’ from my

Cback door,

wond’rin’ which F

w ay to Cgo,

C7 F

the woman I’m so crazy ’bou t,

she don’t love me no C

more.F

Think I’ll catch me a freight train,C

’cause I’m E7

feelin’ A7

blue,D7

ride all the way to the end of the line,G

thinkin’ only of G7

you.

CMeanwhile,

Flivin’ in the

Ccity,

just about to Fgo in

Csane,

C7 F

thought I heard my baby, Lor d,

the E7

way she used to call my name.

If I Fever get her back to stay,

it’s gonna Cbe another

E7

brand new A7

day‚

|: D7

wa lking with my baby downG7

by the San Francisco C E7 A7

Bay‚ : |D7

wa lking with my baby downG7

by the San Francisco C

Bay.G C

Satisfaction

Rolling Stones

E I can’t get n

Ao satisfaction

E I can’t get n

Ao satisfaction

’E

Cause I try, and I B7

try, and I E try, and I

A7

try

I can’t E

get nD

o‚ I can’t E

get no D

When I’m E

driving in my Dcar

And that E

man comes on the D radio

And he’s Etellin’ me more and

D more

About some E useless infor

Dmation

Supposed to Efire my imagi

Dnation

I can’t Eget n

Do‚ oh no no

Eno

Hey hey E Dhey‚ that’s what I

E Dsay

I can’t get no satisfaction …

When I’m watchin’ my TVAnd that man comes on to tell meHow white my shirt can beWell he can’t be a man ’cause he doesn’t smokeThe same cigarettes as meI can’t get no. oh no no noHey hey hey, that’s what I say

I can’t get no satisfaction,I can’t get no girly action.’Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I tryI can’t get no, I can’t get no

When I’m riding ’round the worldAnd I’m doin’ this and I’m singing thatAnd I’m tryin’ to make some girlWho tells me baby better come back later next

week’Cause you see I’m on losing streakI can’t get no. oh no no noHey hey hey, that’s what I say

I can’t get no, I can’t get noI can’t get no satisfactionNo satisfaction, no satisfaction,no satisfaction

Save Tonight

Come and Am Fclose the

Ccurtains

G

’Cause all we need is candle lightYou and me and a bottle of wineAnd I’ll hold you tonight

Well we know I’m going awayAnd how I wish, I wish it weren’t so

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So take this wine and drink with meLet’s delay our misery

Save tonight and fight the break of dawnCome tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll be goneSave tonight and fight the break of dawnCome tomorrow, tomorrow I’ll be gone

There’s a log on the fireAnd it burns like me for youTomorrow comes with one desireTo take me away

It ain’t easy to say goodbyeDarling please don’t start to cry’Cause girl you know I got to goOh, and lord, I wish it wasn’t so

Save tonight …

Tomorrow comes to take me awayI wish that I that I could stayGirl you know I got to goAnd lord I wish it wasn’t so

Save tonight …

Scarborough Fair

(Capo: 5th Fret)

AmAre you going to

GScarborough

AmFair‚

Cparsley,

Amsage, rose

Cma

Dry and

Am thyme‚

remember C me to one who lives

G there:

Amshe once

Gwas a true love of

Am mine.

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,without no seams nor needle work,then she’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to find me an acre of land,parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,between the salt water and the sea strands,then she’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather,parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme,and gather it all in a bunch of heather,then she’ll be a true love of mine.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair …

Settle Down

Mike Settle

I’m Cgoin’

Edown that

A7 highway,

Fgoin’ to a

A7

nother Dm

town.

Baby F

when I find what I’m C looking

A7 for‚

then Dmmaybe I’ll

Gsettle

C down.

|: C

Why don’t yoF

u help me C brother,

I’m a Fstranger in your

C town‚

why don’t yoF

u help me C A7

sister‚

and then Dm

maybe I’ll Gsettle

C down. :|

I worked my way from Bostonto the San Francisco Bay,baby what I was looking for,I couldn’t find along the way.

Why don’t you help me brother …

I’ve never been contentedno matter where I roamed.It ain’t no fun ’just sittin’ in the sunwhen you’re far away from home.


I’ve worked in the mills of Pittsburgh,and the hills of Tennessee,baby, all I want is to find a jobthat will set my mind at ease.


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She Came in through the Bathroom Window

Beatles 1969

She came in through the bathroom windowprotected by a silver spoonBut now she sucks her thumb and wondersBy the banks of her own lagoon

Didn’t anybody tell herDidn’t anybody seeSunday’s on the phone to MondayTuesday’s on the phone to me

She said she’s always been a dancerShe worked at fifteen clubs a dayAnd though she thought I knew the answerWell I knew what I could not say

And so I quit the Police DepartmentAnd got myself a steady jobAnd though she tried her best to help meShe could steal, but she could not rob

Didn’t anybody tell her …

She Caught the Katy

EShe caught the Katy,

And Bleft me a

Amule to

E ride

She caught the Katy,

And Bleft me a

Amule to

E ride

My baby caught the Katy,

Left me a E7

mule to ride A

The train polled out,

And I C7

swung on behind

I’m E crazy ’bout her,

B

That hardheaded woman of A E B7

mine

Man my baby’s long,Great god she’s mighty she’s tallYou know my baby’s long,

Great god she’s mighty my baby she’s tallWell my baby she’s long,My baby she’s tallShe sleeps with her head in the kitchenAnd her big feet out in the hallAnd I’m still crazy ’bout her,That hardheaded woman of mine

Well I love my baby, she’s so fineI wish she’d come and see me some timeIf you don’t believe I love her,Look what a hole I’m inIf you don’t believe I’m sinking,Look what a shape I’m in

She caught the Katy …

Shenandoah

Oh CShenandoah I long to

Emhear you

AF

way you rolling Criver.

Oh ShenandoaC7

h‚ I long to Fhear you

AC

way, we’re bound aEmway,

Across the D7

wide MisGsou

Cri.

This white man loves your Indian maidenAway you rolling riverWith notions his canoe was ladenAway I’m bound awayAcross the wide Missouri.

Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughterAway you rolling riverI’ll take her ’cross the rolling waterAway I’m bound awayAcross the wide Missouri.

Oh Shenandoah, I’m bound to leave youAway you rolling riverOh, Shenandoah, I’ll not deceive youAway, we’re bound awayAcross the wide Missouri.

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Shine on Harvest Moon

E7

Shine on, shine on,

Harvest A7

moon, up in the skyD7

I ain’t had no lovin’

Since GJanuary,

AmFebruary,

A#°June or Ju

G/Bly.

E7

No time, ain’t no time

To A7

sit around and croon.

So D7

shine on, shine on,

Harvest G

moon for C7

me and my G gal.

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Singin’ in the Rain

Arthur Freed

I’m Gsingin’ in the rain, just singin’ in the rain.

What a glorious feeling, I’m D7

happy again,

I’m laughing at clouds so dark up above,

the sun’s in my heart and I’m G

ready for love.

Let the stormy clouds chase ev’ryone from the

place‚

come on with the rain,I’ve a D7

smile in my face.

I’ll walk down the lane with a happy refrain,

and singin’, just singin’ in the Grain. –

Effff7

Why am I smilin’ and G

why do I sing?Effff7

Why does December seem Gsunny as spring?

D 7

Why do I get up each G

morning to start E7

happy and het up with A7 joy in my heart?

B ffff7

Why is each new task a E ffff

trifle to do?

BeF7 cause I am living a

E ffff

life full of D7 you.

I’m singin’ in the rain …

Sixteen Tons

Now some people say a man’s made out ofmud,

but a poor man’s made out of muscle & blood,muscle & blood, skin & bone(they say) a mind that’s week and a back that’s

strong

You load 16 tons & what do you getanother day older and deeper in debtSt. Peter don’t you call me ’cause I can’t goI owe my soul to the company store

I was born one morning when the sun didn’tshine,

I picked up my shovel and I walked to themine,

I loaded 16 tons of number one coal,and the straw boss hollered “Well bless my

soul!”

You load …

I was born one morning in the drizzling rain,fighting and trouble is my middle name,I was raised in the bottoms by a mama hound,I’m mean as a dog but I’m as gentle as a lamb.

You load …

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Slip Sliding Away

Paul Simon 1977

Slip sliding aG

w ay,C G C G

Cslip

Gsliding

C Emaway;

you know the Gnearer your desti

Dnation,

the C

more you slip Dsliding

Gaway.

C G C G

Oh, I know a Em

man‚

he came from G

my Chome

Gtown,

C G C G

he wore his Cpassion for his

Dwoman like a

C7 thorny crown.

He said: “DoGlo

Cres,

G C G C

GI live

Cin

Emfear,

my love for Gyou’s so over

Dpowering

I’m aC

fraid that DI will disap

Gpear.”

C G C G

Slip sliding away …

I know a woman,who became a wife.These are the very words she uses to describe her

life:She said, a good dayain’t got no rain.She said a bad day is when I lie in the bedand I think of things that might have been.


And I know a Cfat

Dher who had a

G son‚

he longed to Ctell him all the

Dreasons for the

C7 things he’d done.

He came a Glong way just to

Emexplain,

he kissed his Gboy as he lay

D sleeping,

then he Cturned around and he

Dheaded home

G again.


Oh, God only knows,God makes his plan;the information is unavailable to the mortal

man.We’re workin’ our jobs,collect our pay,believe we’re gliding down the highwaywhen in fact we’re slip sliding away.


you know the Gnearer your desti

Dnation,

the C

more you slip Dsliding

C7

away.G

Sloop John B

We Ecome on the Sloop John B,

My grandfather and me

Around Nassau town we did B

roam‚

Drinking all E night

E7

Got into a Afight,

Well, I E feel so broke up,

B I want to go

Ehome.

So hoist up the John B sails,See how the main sail setsCall for the Captain ashore and let me go

home,Let me go home, I wanna go home,Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home.

The first mate he got drunk,Broke in the Cap’n’s trunk,Constable had to come and take him away,Sheriff Johnstone,Why don’t you leave me alone,Well, I feel so broke up, I wanna go home.

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So hoist up the John B sails …

The poor cook he caught the fitsand threw away all my grits,And then he took and he ate up all of my corn,Let me go home …Why don’t they let me go home?This is the worst trip I’ve ever been on.

So hoist up the John B sails …

Solitary Man

EmMelinda was

Ammine

’Til the D time

That I Emfound her

C

Holding AmJim

Bm

Loving Am

him Em

Then Sue came alongLoved me strongThat’s what I thoughtMe and SueBut that died too

G Don’t know that I

Cwill

But unGtil I can

Dfind me

The girl who’ll C

stay

And won’t G play games be

D hind me

I’ll be what I Em

am

A Dsolitary

Emman

DSolitary

Emman

I’ve had it to hereBein’ whereLove’s a small wordPart-time thingPaper ring

I know it’s been doneHavin’ oneGirl who’ll love meRight or wrongWeak or strong

Don’t know that I will …

Something

Beatles 1969

C Something in the way she

C7+ C7

moves

Attracts me like no other Flover

DSomething in the

D7 way she

Gwoos me

I Am don’t want to leave her

C+ now

You Am7

know I believe her D7/9

now

F E ffff G 7 C

Somewhere in her smile she knowsThat I don’t need no other loverSomething in her style that shows meI don’t want to leave her nowYou know I believe her now

F E ffff G 7 A

You’re A

asking A7+

me will my love F#mgrow

A

I don’t Dknow,

GI don’t

Aknow

You stick aA7+

round now it may F#mshow

A

I don’t Dknow,

GI don’t

Cknow

Something in the way she knowsAnd all I have to do is think of herSomething in the things she shows meI don’t want to leave her nowYou know I believe her now

F E ffff G 7 A / F E ffff G 7 C

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Something More

I just opened up my eyesAnd let the world come climbing inIt’s all better now, things are gonna work

somehowIf I just sleep another hourTried to reach you at your mom’sHey baby why you trying to keep away for so

longI stopped feeling good, somehow I just knew I

wouldI guess I’ll sleep another hourFeels like I’m wasting my timeHanging on this same old lineGot to get you off of my mindThere’s nothing left for me to find

And all the more I wantAll the more I needAll the while you want something moreAll the more I wantAll the more I needAll the while you want something more

Thought I found the words to sayJust to get you feeling fine over heels my wayBut it don’t matter howI lost the word and nerve and nowThere’s nothing more for me to sayFeels like I’m wasting my timeHanging on this same old lineThere’s nothing left for me to find

And all the more I wantAll the more I needAll the while you want something moreAll the more I wantAll the more I needAll the while you want something

There’s nothing left for me to sayWanting what I need this wayAnd when I’m feeling low I knowI need to stop

And someday you will seeAll the more you wantAll the more you’ll need meAll the while I’ll be on to something moreAnd all the more you wantAll the more you’ll need meAll the while I want something moreI want something moreI want something more than this

Stand by Me

Ben E. King

When the Cnight has come

and the Amland is dark

and the F

moon is the Gonly light we’ll

C see.

No I won’t be afraid,oh I won’t be afraid,just as long as you stand, stand by me.

So darlin’, darlin’ C

stand by me,

oh Amstand by me,

oh F

stand, stand Gby me, stand

Cby me.

If the sky that we look uponshould tumble and fallor the mountain should crumble to the sea.

I won’t cry, I won’t cry,no I won’t shed a tear,just as long as you stand, stand by me.

And darlin’, darlin’ stand by me,oh stand by me,oh stand now, stand by me, stand by me.

Darlin’, darlin’ stand by me,oh stand by me,

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oh stand now, stand by me, stand by me.

Whenever you’re in trouble just stand by me,oh stand by me,oh stand now, oh stand, stand by me.

Streets of Laredo

As I walked out in the streets of Laredo,As I walked out in Laredo one day,I spied a poor cowboy all wrapped in white

linen,All wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay.

“I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy”.These words he did say as I boldly stepped by,“Come sit down beside me and hear my sad

story,I was shot in the breast and I know I must

die”.

“Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin,Get six pretty maidens to carry my pall;Put bunches of roses all over my coffin’Roses to deaden the clods as they fall”.

“Oh, beat the drum slowly and play the fifelowly

Play the dead march as you carry me along;Take me to the green valley and lay the sod o’er

me,For I’m a young cowboy and I know I’ve done

wrong”.

We beat the drum slowly and played the fifelowly

and bitterly wept as we bore him along;For we all loved our comrade, so brave, young

and handsome,We all loved our comrade, although he’d done

wrong.

Streets of London

Ralph McTell 1968(Capo: 2nd Fret)

CHave you seen the

Gold man

in the Amclosed down

Emmarket,

Fkicking up the

Cpapers

with his D7 worn out

G7 shoes?

CIn his eyes you

Gsee no pride,

Am hand held loosely

Em by his side,

F

yesterday’s Cpaper telling

G7 yesterday’s

C news.

So Fhow can you

Emtell me you’re

C Am D7

lonely‚

and say for you that the sun don’t G G7

shine?CLet me take you

Gby the hand,

and Amlead you through the

Emstreets of London:

F

I’ll show you Csomething to

G7 make you change

your C

mind.

Have you seen the old girlwho walks the streets of London,dirt in her hairand her clothes in rags?She ’s no time for talkin’,she just keeps right on walkin’,Carrying her home in twocarrier bags.

So how can you tell me …

In the all-night cafeat a quarter past eleven,same old man sittingthere on his own,looking at the world overthe rim of his tea cup,

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and each tea last an hour,and he wanders home alone.


Have you seen the old manoutside the seaman’s mission,memory fading with the medalribbons that he wears?And in our winter citythe rain cries a little pityFor one more forgotten heroand a world that doesn’t care.


Stuck in a Moment

I’m not afraid of anything in this worldThere’s nothing you can throw at me that I

haven’t already heardI’m just trying to find a decent melodyA song that I can sing in my own company

I never thought you were a foolBut darling, look at youYou gotta stand up straight, carry your own

weightThese tears are going nowhere, baby

You’ve got to get yourself togetherYou’ve got stuck in a moment and now you

can’t get out of itDon’t say that later will be better now you’re

stuck in a momentAnd you can’t get out of it

I will not forsake, the colors that you bringBut the nights you filled with fireworksThey left you with nothingI am still enchanted by the light you brought to

meI listen through your ears, and through your

eyes I can see

And you are such a foolTo worry like you doI know it’s tough, and you can never get enough

Of what you don’t really need now … my ohmy

You’ve got to get yourself together …

I was unconscious, half asleepThe water is warm till you discover how deepI wasn’t jumping for me it was a fallIt’s a long way down to nothing at all

You’ve got to get yourself together …

And if the night runs overAnd if the day won’t lastAnd if our way should falterAlong the stony pass

And if the night runs overAnd if the day won’t lastAnd if your way should falterAlong the stony passIt’s just a momentThis time will pass

Summertime

G. Gershwin 1935

SummerEmtime

Am

and the B7

living is Em

easy‚

fish are Amjumpin’

E°

and the cotton is B7

high.

Oh yo’ Emdaddy’s rich,

Am

an’ yo’ B7

ma is good-Emlookin’,

so Ghush, little

Embaby ,

Amdon’

B7

you Emcry.

One of these mornin’syou goin’ to rise up singin’,then you’ll spread yo’ wingsan’ you’ll take the sky.But till that mornin’,there’s a nothin’ can harm you

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with Daddy an’ Mammystandin’ by.

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Sweet Baby James

James Taylor

There is a young cowboy, he lives on the rangeHis horse and his cattle are his only

companionsHe works in the saddle and he sleeps in the

canyonsWaiting for summer his pastures to change.

As the moon rises he sits by the fireThinkin’ about women and glasses of beerAnd closing his eyes as the doggies retireSings out a song which is soft but it’s clearAs if maybe someone could hear:

Goodnight you moonlight ladiesRockabye Sweet Baby JamesDeep greens and blues are the colors I chooseWon’t you let me go down in my dreamsAnd rockabye Sweet Baby James.

The first of December was covered with snowAnd so was the turnpike from Stockbridge to

BostonThe Berkshires seemed dreamlike on account of

that frosting10 miles behind and 10,000 more to go.

There’s a song that they sing when they take tothe highway

A song that they sing when they take to the seaA song that they sing of their home in the skyMaybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleepBut singing works just fine for me. Ref.

Sweet Home Alabama

DBig

Cwheels keep on

Gturning

Carry me home to see my kinSinging songs about the South landI miss ole ’Bamy once again, and I think it’s a

sin, yeahWell, I heard Mister Young sing about herWell, I heard old Neil put her downWell, I hope Neil Young will rememberA southern man don’t need him around anyhow

Sweet home Alabama, where the skies are soblue

Sweet home Alabama, Lord, I’m coming hometo you

In Birmingham they love the Gov’nor, hoo hoohoo

Now we all did what we could doNow Watergate does not bother meDoes your conscience bother you, tell the truth

Sweet home Alabama …

Now Mussel Shoals has got the SwampersAnd they’ve been known to pick a song or two,yes they do Lord, they get me off so muchThey pick me up when I’m feeling blue, now

how about you

Sweet Home Chicago

Come Eon,

ABaba don’t you want to

Ego

Oh come Aon,

Oh baba don’t you want to Ego

Back to that Bsame old place

A

Sweet home ChiEcago

B

Come on,Baba don’t you want to goHida-hey,

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Baba don’t you want to goBack to that same old placeOh sweet home Chicago

Well E7

one and one is twoSix and two is eightCome on baba don’t you make me late

Hida-hey,Baba don’t you want to goBack to that same old placeOh sweet home Chicago

Come on …

Six and three is nineNine and nine is eighteenLook there brother baby and you’ll see what

I’ve seen.

Hida-hey …

Come on …

Take Me Home Country Roads

John Denver 1971

GAlmost heaven,

Em

West Virginia,D

Blue Ridge Mountains

CShenandoah

GRiver.

Life is old there

Emolder than the trees,Dyounger than the mountains,Cgrowin’ like a

Gbreeze.

Country G roads, take me

Dhome

to the Emplace I be

Clong .

West VirG

ginia mountain D

momma,

take me Chome country

Groads.

All my mem’riesgather ’round her,miner’s ladystranger to blue water,dark and dustypainted on the sky,misty taste of moonshine,teardrop in my eye.

Country roads …

EmI hear her

Dvoice

in the G

morning hour she G7

ca lls me,

the Cradio re

Gminds me of my

Dhome far away.

And Emdrivin’ down the

Froad I get a

Cfeelin’

that I Gshould have been home

Dyesterday,

yesterD7

day.

Country roads …

Tears in Heaven

Eric Clapton 1991

A E F#m F#m7 D E4/7 E A

AWould you

Eknow my

F#mname

F#m7

Dif I

Asaw you in hea

Even?

E6 E7 A

Would it Ebe the

F#msame

F#m7

Dif I

Asaw you in hea

Even?

E6 E7 F#m

I must be C#

strong Em

and carry F#

on‚

’cause I Bm7

know I don’t belong E4/7

here in Aheaven

E F#m…

F#m7 D E4/7 E A

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Would you hold my handif I saw you in heaven?Would you help me standif I saw you in heaven?

I’ll find my waythrough night and day’cause I know I just can’t stayhere in heaven …

C Time can

Gbring you

Amdown,

time can Dbend your

Gknees.

D Em7 D G C

Time can Gbreak your

Amheart,

have you Dbegging

Gplease

D ‚ begging

E E6 E7

please … |: A F#m F#m7 D A E6 E7 :|

Beyond the doorthere’s peace I’m sure,and I know there’ll be no moretears in heaven …

Would you know my nameif I saw you in heaven?Would it be the sameif I saw you in heaven?

I must be strongand carry on|: ’cause I know I don’t belonghere in heaven … :|

F#m7 E4/7 E6 C#

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Tenting Tonight

We’re G tenting tonight on the

C old camp

Gground.

Give us a Dsong to

G cheer our weary hearts.

A Csong of

Ghome and

D7

friends we love so Gdear.

Many are the hearts that are Cweary tonight

GWishing for the

Cwar to

A7

cease.D7

G Many are the hearts that are

C looking for the

right

To Gsee the

D7

dawn of G

peace.

|: GTenting tonight

C:|

Gtenting on the

D7

old campgG

round

We’ve been tenting tonight on the oldcampground

thinking of days gone by,of the loved ones at home that gave us the hand,and the tear that said goodbye.

Tenting tonight …

We are tired of war on the old campground,many are dead and gone,of the brave and true who’ve left their homes,others been wounded long.

Tenting tonight …

The 59th Street Bridge Song(Feelin’ Groovy)

Paul Simon 1966 (Capo: 5th Fret)

C Slow

Gdown, you

Am7

move too C fast.

You got to make the morning last.Just kicking down the cobble stones.Looking for fun and feelin’ groovy.

Hello lamppost, what’cha knowing?I’ve come to watch your flowers growing.Ain’t cha got no rhymes for me?Doot-in’ doo-doo, feelin’ groovy.

Got no deeds to do, no promises to keep.I’m dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep.Let the morning time drop all its petals on me.Life, I love you, all is groovy.

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The Boxer

Paul Simon 1968

CI am just a poor boy

though my story’s seldom Amtold.

I have Gsquandered my resistance

for a G7

pocketful of mumbles, such are C

promises.

All lies and Am jest‚

still a G

man hears what he F

wants to hear

and disregards the C rest.

Mh mh G

mh, mh mh mh, mh mh mh C

mh‚ mh.

When I left my home and my familyI was no more than boyin the company of strangersin the quiet of a railway station running scaredlaying lowseeking out the poorer quarterswhere the ragged people golooking for the places only they would know.

Lie la Amlie

lie la Emlala lie la lie

lie la Amlie

lie la Glala lie la

G7

lie lala lie la C lie.

Asking only workman’s wagesI come looking for a jobbut I get no offersjust a comeon from the whores of Seventh

Avenue.I do declarethere were times when I was so lonesomeI took some comfort there,

oh lala Glala lalala.

C

Now the years are rolling by me,they are rocking evenly,

now I’m older than I once wasand younger than I’ll be that’s not unusualnor is it strange,after changes upon changeswe are more or less the same,

after Gchanges we are

F more or less the

C same.

Lie la lie … (2x)

Then I’m laying out my winter clothesand wishing I was gonegoing homewhere the New York City winters aren’t

bleeding meEmleading me

Am

to going Ghome.

C

In the clearing stands a boxerand a fighter by his tradeand he carries the remindersof ev’ry glove that laid him down

or F cut

C him – till he

F cried

C out

in his anger and his shame:“I am leaving, I am leaving”,but the fighter still remains

yes, he still reG

mains.F C

Lie la lie … (3x)

The Drunken Sailor

DmWhat shall we do with the drunken sailor,C

what shall we do with the drunken sailor,Dmwhat shall we do with the drunken sailorCearly in the

Dmmorning?

DmHurray and up she rises,Churray and up she rises,Dmhurray and up she rises,

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Cearly in the

Dmmorning!

Put him in the longboat ’til he’s sober! …

Pull out the plug and wet him all over!

Put him in the scuppers with a hose pipe onhim!

Heave him by the leg in a running bowlin’!

That’s what we do with the drunken sailor!

The Midnight Special

Traditional

GWell, you wake up in the

C mornin’,

You hear the work bell G ring,

And they march you to the D table

To see the same old G thing.

Ain’t no food upon the C table,

And no pork up in the Gpan.

But you better not comD

plain, boy,

You get in trouble with the G

man.

Let the G

Midnight CSpecial

Shine a light on Gme

Let the Midnight DSpecial


Let the Midnight CSpecial


Let the Midnight DSpecial

Shine a everlovin’ light on G

me.

Yonder come miss Rosie,how in the world did you know?By the way she wears her apron,

And the clothes she wore.Umbrella on her shoulder,Piece of paper in her hand;She come to see the gov’nor,She wants to free her man.

Let the Midnight Special …

If you’re ever in Houston,Well, you better do the right;You better not gamble, there,You better not fight, at allOr the sheriff will grab yaAnd the boys will bring you down.The next thing you know, boy,Oh! You’re prison bound.

Let the Midnight Special …

The Night they Drove Old Dixie down

Em Virgil

GCaine is the name,

and I Cserved on the Danville

Am Emtrain‚

’Til Stoneman’s G

Calvery came

and Ctore up the tracks

Am Emagain.

In the winter of C

sixty-five,

We were Ghungry, just

Ambarely alive.

Em

By May the tenth, CRichmond had fell,

it’s a G time I

Cremember, oh so

Awell ,

The Gnight they

Cdrove old Dixie

G down‚

and the Cbells were ringing,

The Gnight they

Cdrove old Dixie

G down‚

and the C

people were singin’.

They went Cna na

Em na

A…

C G / Em

Back with my wife in Tennessee,When one day she called to me,“Virgil, quick, come see,

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there goes Robert E. Lee!”Now I don’t mind choppin’ wood,and I don’t care if the money’s no good.Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest,But they never should have taken the very best.

The night they drove …

Like my father before me,I will work the land,Like my brother above me,who took a rebel stand.He was just eighteen, proud and brave,But a Yankee laid him in his grave,I swear by the mud below my feet,You can’t raise a Caine back up when he’s in

defeat.

The night they drove …

The River is Here

The E

river of God sets our Afeet

E a-dancing.

The river of God fills our Bhearts with

Echeer.

The river of God fills our A

mouths withE laughter‚

and Awe re

Ejoice for the

Briver is

Ehere.

The Sounds of Silence

Paul Simon 1964(Capo: 3rd Fret)

AmHello, darkness, my old

G friend‚

I’ve come to talk to you Amagain

Because a Cvision soft

Fly

Ccreeping

Left its seeds while I wFas

Csleeping

And the F

vision that was planted in my C brain

Still remains Am C

Within the Gsounds of

Am silence.

In restless dreams I walked aloneNarrow streets of cobblestone’Neath the halo of a streetlamp,I turned my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes where stabbed by the flash of a

neon lightThat split the nightAnd touched the sounds of silence.

And in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speaking,People hearing without listening,People writing songs that voices never shareAnd no one dareDisturb the sounds of silence.

“Fools!”, said I, “you do not knowSilence like a cancer growsHear my words that I might teach youTake my arms that I might reach you”But my words like silent rain-drops fell…And echoed in the wells of silence.

And the people bowed and prayedTo the neon god they madeAnd the sign flashed its warningIn the words that it was formingAnd the signs said “The words of the prophets

are written on the subway wallsAnd tenement halls”And whispered in the sounds of silence.

The Times They Are A-Changing

Bob Dylan 1964

Come gather round people where ever you roamAnd admit that the waters around you have

grown.And accept it that soon you’ll be drenched to the

bone.If your time to you is worth saving than you’d

betterStart swimming or you’ll sink like a stone,For the times they are a-changin’.

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Come writers and critics who prophesize withyour pen

And keep your eyes wide, the chance won’tcome again.

And don’t speak too soon for the wheel’s still inspin

And there’s no telling who that it’s namingFor the loser now will be later to winFor the times they are a-changin’.

Come senators, congressmen, please heed thecall,

Don’t stand in the doorway, don’t block up thehall.

For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled.There’s a battle outside, it’s raging.It’ll soon shake your windows and rattle your

wallsFor the times they are a-changin’.

Come mothers and fathers throughout the landAnd don’t criticize what you can’t understand.Your sons and your daughters are beyond your

command.Your old road is rapidly aging.Please get out of the new one if you can’t lend

your handFor the times they are a-changin’.

The line it is drawn, the curse it is cast.The slow one now will later be fastAs the present now will later be past.The order is rapidly fading.And the first one now will later be lastFor the times they are a-changin’.

The Water is Wide

The water is Ewid

Ae‚ I cannot get

E Bo’er

And neither havC#me I wings to

A Bfly‚

Give me a G#mboat

A that can carry

C#m Atwo‚

And both shall Erow,

B7

my love andE I.

I leaned my back up against an oak,I thought it was a trusty tree,

But first, it swayed and then it broke,And so my false love did unto me.

O love is handsome, and love is fine,And love’s a jewel when it is new,But love grows old and waxes cold,And fades away like morning dew.

There Must Be more to Life than this

Freddy Mercury (Capo: 2nd Fret)

GThere must be

Ammore to life than

Bmthis

B7 C

There must be D7

more to life than Gthis.

G 7 C

How do we Dcope in a

Gworld without

Em love?

AmMending all those broken hearts,

F tending all those

D7

crying faces.

There must be more to life than living.There must be more than meets the eyes.Why should it be just a case of black or white?AmThere must be more to

Dlife than

Gthis .

Why is this Bm

world so full of hate,

people D

dying everywhere

and we desGtroy what we cre

Bmate‚

people Dfighting for their human rights

andAm we just keep on saying “C’est la

Fvie” –

“So D7

this is life”.

There must be more to life than killinga better way for us to survive.What good is life, if in the end we all must die?There must be more to life than this.

There must be more to life than this.There must be more to life than this.I live and hope for a world filled with love,then we can all just live in peace.

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There must be Ammore to life,

much Cmmore to life.

There must be E ffff

more to life,C

more to life than Gthis .

This Land Is Your Land

This land is Cyour land, this land is

G my land,

From CaliDfornia to the New York

G Island

From the redwood Cforest to the Gulf Stream

G Emwaters‚

AmThis land was

Dmade for you and

G me.

As I was walking that ribbon of highway,I saw above me that endless skywayI saw below me that golden valley,This land was made for you and me.

I roamed and rambled and I followed myfootsteps,

To the sparkling sands of her diamond desertsAnd all around me a voice was sounding,This land was made for you and me.

When the sun came shining and I wasstrolling,

And the wheat fields waving and the dust cloudsrolling,

As the fog was lifting a voice was chantingThis land was made for you and me.

This Train is bound for glory

|: This train is bound for glory, this train. :|This train is bound for glory,Don’t carry nothin’ but the righteous and theholy.This train is bound for glory, this train.

|: This train don’t carry no gamblers, Thistrain. :|

This train don’t carry no gamblers.

No crap shooters, no midnight ramblers.This train don’t carry no gamblers, This train.

|: This train is leavin’ in the morning, Thistrain. :|

This train is leavin’ in the morning.Great God a new day dawnin’!This train is leavin’ in the morning, This

train.

Those Were the Days

Gene Raskin (Capo: 2nd Fret)

EmOnce upon a time there was a tavern,E where we used to raise a glass or

Amtwo.

Remember how we laughed away the

Em hours‚

we’d F#

think of all the great things we would B7

do.

Those were the Em

days, my friend.

We Ethought they’d

Amnever end,

we’d sing and D7

dance forever and a Gday.

We’d live the Amlife we chose, we’d fight and

Em never

lose

for we were B7 young and sure to have our

Emway.

Lalala la lala …

Then the busy years went rushin’ by us,we lost our starry motions on the way.If by chance I would see you in the tavern,we’d smile at one another and we’d say:

Those were the days, my friend …

Just tonight I stood before the tavern,nothing seemed the way it used to be.In the glass I saw a strange reflection.Was that lonely fellow really me?


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Through the door there came familiar laughterI saw your face and heard you call my name.Oh, my friend, we’re older but no wiser,for in our hearts the dreams are still the same.


Ticket to Ride

Beatles

I E

think I’m gonna be sad

I think it’s today, yeah

The girl that’s driving me mad

Is going aF#mway

B

G#mShe’s got a ticket to

Aride


Aride


Bride

But she don’t E

c a re

She said that living with meIs bringing her down yeahFor she would never be freeWhen I was around

She’s got a ticket to ride …

I A7

don’t know why she’s ridin’ so high She ought to think twice

She ought to do right by B7

me

BeA7

fore she gets to saying goodbye She ought to think twice

She ought to do right by B7

me

I think I’m gonna be sad …


I don’t know why she’s ridin’ so high …

She said that living …


Tom Dooley

GH ang down your head, Tom Dooley,

hang down your head and D7

c ry‚

hang down your head, Tom

Dooley‚

poor boy, you’re bound to G

die.

I G met her on the mountain,

there I took her D7 life‚

I met her on the mountain,

stabbed her with my G knife.

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley …

This time tomorrow,reckon where I’ll be,down in some lonesome valley,hanging from a white oak tree.

Hang down your head, Tom Dooley …

Tum-Balalaika

Maiden mine, I would like to know,What can grow without rain or snowWhat can flame and ever flow,What can weep with no tears to show.

Tum-ba-la, tum-ba-la, tum-ba-la-lai-ka,Tum-ba-la, tum-ba-la, tum-ba-la-lai-kaTum-ba-la-lai-ka, play ba-la-lai-ka,Tum-ba-la-lai-ka, play ba-la-lai-ka

Foolish lad, if you want to know,Stones can grow without rain or snow,Love can flame and ever glow,Hearts can weep with no tears to show.

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Tum-ba-la …

Twilight A-Stealing

Twilight a-stealing over the sea,Shadows a-falling dark on the lea,Borne on the night wind, voices of yore,Come from a far-off shore.

Far away, beyond the starry sky,Where the lovelight never, never dies,Gleameth a mansion filled with delight,Sweet, happy home so bright.

Voices of loved ones, songs of the past,Still linger round me, while life shall last,Cheering my pathway, while here I roam,Seeking my far-off home.

Far away …

Come in the twilight, come, come to me,Bringing sweet message over the sea;Lonely I wander, sadly I roam,Seeking my far-off home.

Far away …

Twist and Shout

Well, shake it up, Dbaby, now,

(G

shake it up, A

baby )

Twist and D

shout.

(G

twist and A

shout)

C’mon c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, Dbaby, now,

(G come on

A baby )

Come on and work it on Dout.

(G

work it on A out, ooh!)

Well, work it on out,(work it on out)You know you look so good.(look so good)

You know you got me goin’, now,(got me goin’)Just like I knew you would.(like I knew you would, ooh!)

Well, shake it up, baby, now,(shake it up, baby)Twist and shout.(twist and shout)C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, baby, now,(come on baby)Come on and work it on out.(work it on out, ooh!)

You know you twist your little girl,(twist, little girl)You know you twist so fine.(twist so fine)Come on and twist a little closer, now,(twist a little closer)And let me know that you’re mine.(let me know you’re mine)

AAh – ah – ah –

A7

ah – A7/9

ah‚ yeah!

Well, shake it up, baby, now,(shake it up, baby)Twist and shout.(twist and shout)C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, baby, now,(come on baby)Come on and work it on out.(work it on out)

You know you twist your little girl,(twist, little girl)You know you twist so fine.(twist so fine)Come on and twist a little closer, now,(twist a little closer)And let me know that you’re mine.(let me know you’re mine)

Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now.(shake it up baby)Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now.(shake it up baby)

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Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, baby, now.(shake it up baby)

AAh – ah – ah –

A7

ah D7/9

Ukulele Lady

I saw the splendor of the moonlightOn Honolulu BayThere’s something tender in the moonlightOn Honolulu BayAnd all the beaches,Are filled with peaches,Who bring their ukes alongAnd in the glimmer of the moonlight,They love to sing this song

If you like Ukulele lady,Ukulele lady like a’youIf you like to linger where it’s shady,Ukulele lady linger tooIf you kiss Ukulele lady,While you promise ever to be trueAnd she sees another Ukulele,Lady foolin’ round with youMaybe she’ll sigh (an awful lot),Maybe she’ll cry (and maybe not)Maybe she’ll find someone else,By and byTo sing to when it’s cool and shadyWhere the tricky wicky wacky wooIf you like the Ukulele lady,Ukulele lady like a you

She used to sing to me by moonlight,On Honolulu BayFond memories cling to me by moonlight,Although I’m far awaySomeday I’m going,Where the eyes are glowingAnd lips are made to kissTo see somebody in the moonlight,And hear the song I miss.

If you like Ukulele lady …

Van Dieman’s Land

Hold me G Cnow‚ oh, hold me

Gnow,

C G

till this Em Amhour has gone a

Dround

and I’m Bmgone on the rising

Em Ctide‚

for to G D face Van Dieman’s

G land.

C G

It’s a bitter pill I swallow hereto be rent from one so dear;we fought for justice not for gain,but the magistrate sent me away.

Now kings will rule and the poor will toiland tear their hands as they tear the soil.But a day will come in the dawning agewhen an honest man sees an honest wage.

Hold me now …

Still the gunman rules and the widows paya scarlet coat and a black beret.They thought that blood and sacrificecould out of death bring forth a life.

Hold me now …

Wabash Cannonball

From the great Atlantic OceanTo the wide Pacific shore,From sunny CaliforniaTo ice-bound Labrador,She’s mighty tall and handsome,She’s known quite well by all,She’s the ’boes’ accommodationOn the Wabash Cannonball

Listen to the jingle,The rumble and the roar,As she glides along the woodlands,Through hills and by the shoreHear the mighty rush of the engine,Hear those lonesome hoboes squawl,While traveling through the jungleOn the Wabash Cannonball

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From the great Atlantic Ocean …

This train, she runs to Memphis,Mattoon, and Mexico,She rolls through East St. LouisAnd she never does it slow,As she flies through Colorado,She gives an awful squawl,They tell her by her whistle –The Wabash Cannonball


Our eastern states are dandy,So the people always say,From New York to St. LouisAnd Chicago by the way,From the hills of MinnesotaWhere the rippling waters fall,No changes can be takenOn the Wabash Cannonball


Now here’s to Boston Blackey,May his name forever stand,And always be rememberedBy the ’boes throughout the land,His earthly days are overAnd the curtains ’round him fall,We’ll carry him home to victoryOn the Wabash Cannonball


Wake up Little Susie

Everly Brothers 1957

DWake up little Susie, wake up

F G F D

DWake up little Susie, wake up

F G F D

We’ve Gboth been

Dsound a

Gsleep

Wake up little DSusie and

Gweep

The movie’s Dover it’s

Gfour o’

Dclock

And Gwe’re in

Dtrouble

Gdeep

Wakeup a little ASusie

G


AWell what are we going to

G tell your

A mama

What are we going to G tell your

Ap a

What are we going to G tell our

Afriends

When they say ooh-la-la

Wake up a little DSusie

A

Wake up a little DSusie

Well I Dtold your mama that you’d be in

D7

by ten

Well GSusie baby looks like we goofed again


G


We’ve gotta go Dhome

F G F D / F G F D

Wake up a little Susie, wake upWake up a little Susie, wake up

The movie wasn’t so hotIt didn’t have much of a plotWe fell asleep, our goose is cookedOur reputation is shotWakeup a little SusieWakeup a little Susie

Well what are we going to tell your mama …

Walkin’ after Midnight

I go out walkin’, after midnightOut in the moonlight, just like we used to doI’m always walkin’, after midnightSearching for you.

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I walk for miles, along the highwayWell that’s just my way of saying I love youI’m always walkin’, after midnightSearching for you.

I stop to see a weeping willowCryin’ on his pillow …Maybe he’s cryin’ for me?And as the skies turn gloomy,Night winds whisper to meI’m lonesome as I can be.

I go out walkin’, after midnightOut in the moonlight, just hopin’ you may beSomewhere a-walkin’, after midnightSearching for me.

I stop to see …

I go out walkin’, after midnightOut in the moonlight, just hopin’ you may beSomewhere a-walkin’, after midnightSearching for me.

Was a Sunny Day

Paul Simon

Was a sunny dayNot a cloud was in the skyNot a negative word was heardFrom the people passing byWas a sunny dayAll the birdies in the treesAnd the radio’s singing songAll the favorite melodies

He was a navy manStationed in Newport News|: She was a highschool queenWith nothing left to lose. :|

Was a sunny day …

Her name was LoreleiShe was his only girl|: She called him “Speedoo”But his Christian name was Mister Earl :|

We Can Work It out

Beatles

DTry to see it

G my

Dway ,

Do I have to Ckeep on talking

G till I can’t go

Don?

While you see it Gyour

Dway ,

Run the risk of Cknowing that our

G love may soon

be D gone.

G We can work it

Dout.

G We can work it

Aout.

Think of what you’re saying.You can get it wrong and still you think that

it’s alright.Think of what I’m saying,We can work it out and get it straight, or say

good night.|: We can work it out. :|

BmLife is very short, and there’s no

Em F#time

For fussing and Bmfighting, my friend.

I have always thought that it’s a Em F#

crime‚ ,

So I will Bmask you once again.

Try to see it my way,Only time will tell if I am right or I am

wrong.While you see it your wayThere’s a chance that we may fall apart before

too long.|: We can work it out. :|

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When I’m sixty-four

Beatles 1967

G When I get older, losing my hair,

many years from D7

now‚ will you still be sending me a Valentine,

birthday greetings, Gbottle of wine?

If I’d been out till quarter to three,G7

would you lock the Cdoor?

Will you still Effff7

need me,Gwill you still

E7

feed me,A7

when I’m D7

sixty-Gfour?

EmHm.

D Em

You’ll be older B7

too, Em

and if you Amsay the word,

CI could

D7 stay with

Gyou.

I could be handy, mending a fusewhen your lights have gone.You can knit a sweater by the fireside,Sunday morning go for a ride.Doing the garden, digging the weeds,who could ask for more?Will you still need me,will you still feed mewhen I’m sixty-four?

EmEvery summer we can rent a cottage,

in the Isle of D Wight, if it’s not too

Em dear.

We shall scrimp and B7

save. Em

grandchildrenAm on your knee

CVera,

D7

Chuck and G

D ave.D7

Send me a postcard, drop me a linestating point of view.Indicate precisely what you mean to say,yours sincerely, wasting away.Give me your answer, fill in a formmine for evermore.Will you still need me,will you still feed mewhen I’m sixty-four?

When the Ship Comes in

Bob Dylan

Oh the E time will come up when the

Awind will

E stop

And the C#mbreeze will

Acease to be

Ebrea thin’

Like the stillness in the wind ’fore the

A hurricane

Ebegins

The hour that the A

ship comes E

in.

Oh the G#mseas will split and the

Aship will

Ehit

And the G#msand on the

A shoreline will be

E shakin’

And the Etide will sound and the

Awaves will

E pound

And the E mornin’

Awill be

B brea

Ekin’ !

Oh the fishes will laugh as they swim out ofthe path

And the seagulls, they’ll be smilin’And the rocks on the sand will proudly standThe hour that the ship comes in.And the words that are used for to get the ship

confusedWill not be understood as they’re spoken’For the chains of the sea will have busted in the

nightAnd be buried on the bottom of the ocean.Oh a song will lift as the mainsail shiftsAnd the boat drifts onto the shoreline

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And the sun will respect every face on the deckThe hour that the ship comes in.And the sands will roll out a carpet of goldFor your weary toes to be a touchin’And the ship’s wise men will remind you once

againThat the whole wide world is watchin’!

Oh the foes will rise with the sleep still in theireyes

And they’ll jerk from their beds and thinkthey’re dreamin’

But they’ll pinch themselves and squeal andthey’ll know that it’s for real

The hour that the ship comes in.And they’ll raise their hands sayin’ “We’ll

meet all your demands”But we’ll shout from the bow “you’re days are

numbered!”And like Pharoah’s tribe they’ll be drowned in

the tideAnd like Goliath they’ll be conquered!

Where Have All the Flowers Gone

Pete Seeger 1955

C Where have all the

Amflowers gone,

F

long time Gpassing.


Amflowers gone,

Dm

long time aGgo.


Amflowers gone,

F

young girls picked them Geveryone.

F

When will they Cever learn,

F

when will they Gever

C learn?

Where have all the young girls gone? …Gone to young men everyone. …

Where have all the young men gone? …Gone to soldiers everyone. …

Where have all the soldiers gone? …Gone to graveyards everyone. …

Where have all the graveyards gone? …Gone to flowers everyone. …

Where the Streets Have no Name

U2

I want toD run,

I want to hide

I want to tear down the walls

that hold me inGside

I want to reach Bmout

and touch the Aflame

Where the streets have no C4/9

name

I want to feel,sunlight on my faceSee that dust cloud disappearwithout a traceI want to take shelterfrom the poison rainWhere the streets have no name

Where the streets have no nameWhere the streets have no nameWe’re still building then burning down loveBurning down loveAnd when I go there, I go there with youIt’s all I can do

The city’s a floodAnd our love turns to rustWe’re beaten and blown by the windtrampled in dustI’ll show you a placehigh on the desert plainWhere the streets have no name

Where the streets have no name …

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Our love turns to rustAnd we’re beaten and blown by the windBlown by the windOh and I see loveSee our love turn to rustAnd we’re beaten and blown by the windBlown by the windOh when I go there I go there with youIt’s all I can do

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

Beatles 1968

I Amlook at you

Am7

all

See the D love there that’s

Dmsleeping

Am

While my guiGtar gently

D Eweeps

I Amlook at you

Am7

floor

And I D see it needs

Dm Amsweeping

Still my guiGtar gently

C E Aweeps

AI don’t know

C#mwhy

F#m

Nobody C#mtold you

Bm

How to unfold your E E7 Alove

I don’t know C#mhow

F#m

Someone conC#m

trolled you Bm

They bought and sold E E7

you.

I look at the worldAnd I notice it’s turningWhile my guitar gently weepsWith every mistakeWe must surely be learningStill my guitar gently weeps

I don’t know howYou were divertedYou were perverted tooI don’t know how

You were invertedNo one alerted you.

I look at you allSee the love there that’s sleepingWhile my guitar gently weepsLook at you all ……Still my guitar gently weeps.

Wild Mountain Thyme

EOh, the summer

Atime is

E coming

And the A trees are sweetly

E blooming

And the A

wild G#m

mountain C#m thyme

Grows aAround the blooming

F#m heather

B7

Will you Ego,

Alassie,

E go?

And we all Ago to

Egether

To pluck A

wild G#m

mountain C#m thyme

All aAround the blooming

F#m heather

B7

Will you Ego,

Alassie,

E go?

I will build my love a towerNear a pure and crystal fountainAnd on it I will pileAll the flowers of the mountainWill you go, lassie, go?

And we all go together …

If my true-love she were goneI will surely find anotherWhere wild mountain thymeGrows around the blooming heatherWill you go, lassie, go?

And we all go together …

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Wild World

Cat Stevens 1970

AmLalalala

D7

lalala lala Gl a

Lalalala C7 +

lalala lala Fl a

Lalalala Dmlalala lala

Elala lalala

E4

l aEla .

Am

AmNow that I’ve

D7

lost everything to G you‚

you say you C

want to start something F new‚

and it’s Dmbreaking my heart you’re

Eleaving,

baby I’m E4

grieEving.

Am

But if you wanna D7

leave take good G care‚

hope you have a Clot of nice things to

F wear‚

but then a Dmlot of nice things turn

E bad out

G there.

C

COh

Gbaby baby it’s a

Fwild world,

G

it’s hard to get Fby just upon a

Csmile.

G C

Oh baby Gbaby it’s a

Fwild world.

G

I’ ll a lwa ys re F

membe r yo u l ik e a Cch i ld, g ir l.

D9 E Am

You know I’ve seen a lot of what the world cando,

and it’s breaking my heart in two,’cause I never want to see you sad girl,don’t be a bad girl,but if you want to leave take good care,hope you make a lot of nice friends out there,but just remember there’s a lot of bad and

beware, beware,

Oh baby baby it’s a wild world …

Lalalala lalala lala laLalalala lalala lala laLalalala lalala lala lala la. Baby I love you,but if you wanna leave take good care,

hope you make a lot of nice friends out there,but just remember there’s a lot of bad,and beware, beware,

Oh baby baby it’s a wild world …

Wish You Were Here

Pink Floyd 1975

C

So,

so you think you can D

tell

heaven from Am

hell,

blue skies from G

pain,

can you tell a green D

field

from a cold steel C

rail

a smile from a Am

veil

do you think you can G

tell?

And did they get you to tradeyour heroes for ghosts,hot ashes for trees,hot air for a cool breeze,cold comfort for change,did you exchangeto walk in a part of the warfor a lead role in a cage.

How I wishhow I wish you were here,we’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish

bowlyear after yearrunning over that same old ground,what have we foundsame old fearswish you were here.

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With a Little Help from My Friends

Beatles 1967

EWhat would you

Bthink if I

F#msang out of

F#m7

tune‚

would you F#mstand up and

B7

walk out on E me?

Lend me your Bears and I’ll

F#msing you a

F#m7 song‚

and I’llF#m try not to

B7 sing out of

E key.

Oh, I get D 9

by with a little A help from my

E friends‚

mm, I get D9 high with a little

A help from my

E friends‚

mm, gonna A

try with a little help from myE

friends.(B)

What do I do when my love is away?Does it worry you to be alone?How do I feel by the end of the day?are you sad because you’re on your own?

No, I get by with a little help from my friends,mm, get high with a little help from my

friends,mm, gonna try with a little help from my

friends.

Do you C#m7

need F#7

anybody?

I Eneed some

Dbody to

A love.

Could itC#m7

be F#7

anybody?

I E

want someDbody to

A love.

Would you believe in a love at first sight?Yes, I’m certain that it happens all the time.What do you see when you turn out the light?I can’t tell you but I know it’s mine.

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends,mm, get high with a little help from my

friends,oh, I’m gonna try with a little help from my

friends,

Do you need anybody …

Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends,mm, gonna try with a little help from my

friends,oh, I get high with a little help from my

friends,

yes, I get D 9

by with a little help from my A

friends‚

with a little help from my C Am6 E

friends!

D9 Am6

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With or Without You

U2 1987

C G Am F C

See the G stone set in your

Am eyes‚

see the Fthorns twist in your

C side

I G

wait for Amyou.

F C

Sleight of hand and twist of fateon a bed of nails she makes me wait,and I wait … without you.

With or withCout you,

G

with or withAmout you.

F C

Through the storm we reach the shoreyou give it all but I want moreand I’m waiting for you.

With or withCout you,

G

with or withAmout you ah

Fah,

I can’t Clive,

G

with or withAmout you.

F C G Am F

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And you Cgive yourself a

Gway ,

and you Amgive yourself a

Fway ,

and you Cgive, and you

Ggive,

and you Amgive yourself a

Fway.

C

My hands are tied,my body bruised, she’s got me withnothing to win and nothing left to lose.

And you give yourself away …

With or without you …

Wonderful Tonight

Eric Clapton

G It’s late in the

Devening

C

She’s wondering what Dclothes to wear

G

She puts on her D

make up C

And brushes her D long blonde hair

C

And then she D asks me

G

Do I D look al

Emright

AnBm

d I say Cyes,

you look Dwonderful to

Gnight

(D C D)

We go a partyAnd everyone turns to seeThis beautiful ladyThat’s walking around with meAnd then she asks meDo you feel alrightAnd I say yes,I feel wonderful tonight

I feel C

wonderful

BeD

cause I see the Glove light

D in your

Emeyes

BmAnd the

Cwonder of it

Dall

Is that you C

just don’t reaDlize

How much I Glove you

(D C D)

It’s time to go home nowAnd I’ve got an aching headSo I give her the car keysShe helps me to bedAnd then I tell herAs I turn out the lightI say my darling,you were wonderful tonightOh my darling,you were wonderful tonight

Yellow Submarine

GIn the

Dtown where

C I was

G born

EmLived a

Amman who

Csailed to

D7

seaG

And he Dtold us

Cof his

G life

EmIn the

Amland of

Csubma

D7

rines

So we sailed unto the suntill we found the sea of greenand we lived beneath the wavesin our yellow submarine.

|: G

We all live in a Dyellow submarine,

yellow submarine, Gyellow submarine : |

And our friends are all aboardmany more of them live next door,and the band begins to play …—

We all live …

As we live a life of easeev’ry one of us has all we needsky of blue and sea of greenin our yellow submarine.

We all live …

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Yesterday

Beatles 1965

FYesterday

Em7

all my A7

troubles seemed so Dmfar away,

B ffff 7+

now it C7 looks as though they’re

F here to

stay‚

Coh,

Dm7

I b eG7 lieve in

B ffff

yesFterday.

Suddenly,I’m not half the man I used to be,there’s a shadow hanging over me,oh yesterday came suddenly.

Em7

Why A7

she Dmhad

Cto

B ffff 7+

go I don’t Cknow, she

C7 wouldn’t

F say.

Em7 A7

I said Dm

someCthing

B ffff 7+ wrong‚ now I

C long for

C7 F yesterday.

Yesterdaylove was such an easy game to play,now I need a place to hide away,oh I believe in yesterday.

Why she …

Yesterdaylove was such an easy game to play,now I need a place to hide away,oh I believe in yesterday.

Dm7

Mm mm G7 mm mm

B ffff mm

F mm mm.

Em7 B ffff 7+

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You Can’t Do that

I got something to say that might cause youpain,

If I catch you talking to that boy again,

I’m gonna let you down,And leave you flat,Because I told you before, oh,You can’t do that.

Well, it’s the second time, I’ve caught youtalking to him,

Do I have to tell you one more time, I think it’sa sin,

I think I’ll let you down.(Let you down)And leave you flat,(Gonna let you down and leave you flat)Because I’ve told you before, oh,You can’t do that.

Ev’rybody’s green,’cause I’m the one, who won your love,But if it’s seen,You’re talking that way they’d laugh in my

face.

So please listen to me, if you wanna stay mine,I can’t help my feelings, I’ll go out of my

mind.I know I’ll let you down,(Let you down)And leave you flat,(Gonna let you down and leave you flat)Because I’ve told you before, oh,You can’t do that.

You Take my Breath away

ASometimes

Bm it amazes me

E

how strong the power of Dlove can be,

sometimes you E7

just take my breath aA

way .

You watch my love grow like a childsometimes gentle and sometimes wild,sometimes you just take my breath away.

And it’s E

too good to sleep by,

it’s too A

good to Bmlose,

A

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Etoo good to

E7

be there A

just to use.

I’m going to E

stand on a mountain top

and F #mtell the

D7

news

that you Etake

E7

my A

breath away.

Your beauty is there in all I seeand when I feel your eyes on me,oh, don’t you know you just take my breath

away.

My life is yours, my heart will besinging for you eternally,oh, don’t you know you just take my breath

away.

And it’s too good to sleep by …

You Won’t See Me

When I Acall you

B7

up‚ your Dline’s

Aengaged.

I have Ahad en

B7

ough, so Dact your

A age!

We have A7

lost the D

time that Dmwas so hard to

A find‚

And I will lose my B7 mind if

Dyou

Awon’t see me

(you won’t see

me)DYou

Awon’t see me (you won’t see me)

I don’t know why you should want to hideBut I can’t get through, my hands are tied.I won’t want to stay, I don’t have much to say,But I can turn away, and you won’t see me.

(You won’t see me)You won’t see me. (You won’t see me)

D6

Time after Dm6

time you refuse to even A

listen‚B7

I wouldn’t E4/7

mind if I knew what I was E7

missing.

Though the days are few they’re filled withtears,

And since I lost you it feels like years.Yes, it seems so long, girl since you’ve been

gone,And I just can’t go on if you won’t see me.

(You won’t see me)You won’t see me. (You won’t see me)

Time after time …

Though the days are few they’re filled withtears

And since I lost you it feels like yearsYes, it seems so long, girl since you’ve been

gone,And I just can’t go on if you won’t see me.

(You won’t see me)You won’t see me. (You won’t see me)A

Ooh B7 ooh la la la

Dooh

Aooh la la la …

You’ve Got to Hide Your Love away

G Here I

D4

stand F9 head

Cin

Ghand

C Turn my face to the

F9

wall C

GIf she’s

D4 gone I

F9 can’t

Cgo

Gon

C Feelin’ two-foot

F9 C D (D4 D)small

Everywhere people stareEach and every dayI can see them laugh at meAnd I hear them say

|: G

Hey you’ve got to C

hide your loveD4 D D9 D

away :|

How can I even tryI can never winHearing them, seeing themIn the state I’m in

How could she say to meLove will find a wayGather round all you clownsLet me hear you say

Hey you’ve got to hide your love away …

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D4 F9 D9

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IRISH AND SCOTTISH SONGS

Both Sides the Tweed

Dick Gaughan 1981(Capo: 4th Fret)

What’s the Am

spring breathing Am 7

jasmine and F

rose?

What’s the Em

summer with C

all its gay G

train?

Or the Am

splendour of Am 7

autumn to F

those

who’ve Em

bartered their G

freedom for Am

gain?

Let the F

love of our land’s sacred C

rights

to the Am

love of our people sucG

ceed,

let D7/9

friendship and C

honour uF

nite

and Em

flourish on G

both sides the Am

Tweed.

No sweetness the senses can cheerwhich corruption and bribery bind;no brightness that gloom can e’er clearfor honour’s the sum of the mind.

Let the love …

Let virtue distinguish the brave,place riches in lowest degree;think them poorest who can be a slave,them richest who dare to be free.

Let the love …

Am7 D7/9

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Carrickfergus

DI wish I

E was

E7

in CarrickAfergus

F#monly

Bmfor nights

E7

in BallyAgran.

DI would swim

Eover the

E7

deepest Aocean,

F#mthe deepest

Bm E7

ocean for my love to A find.

But the sea is wide and I C#mcannot cross

Eover

F#mand neither have I the

Bmwings to

E7 fly.

DIf I could

E find m

D e a handsome

Aboat man

F#mto f erry me

Bm E7

over‚ to my love and A D Adie.

My childhood days bring back sweet reflectionsof happy times I spent so long ago.My boyhood friends and my own relationshave all passed on now like melting snow.But I’ll spend my days in endless roaming,soft is the grass, my bed is free.Ah! to be back now in Carrickfergus,on that long road down to the sea.

And in Kilkenny, it is reported,there are marble stones black as ink.With gold and silver I would support her,but I’ll sing no more now till I get a drink.I’m drunk today, and I’m seldom sober,a handsome rover from town to town.Ah! but I’m sick now, my days are numbered,so come all ye young men and lay me down.

Cockles and Mussels

(b 242)

In E

Dublin’s fair city,

where the B7

girls are so pretty,

I C#m

first set my F#m

eyes on sweet A

Molly B7

Malone.

As she E

wheels her wheel barrow

through the B7

streets broad and narrow

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crying: “C#m

Cockles and G#m

mussels alA

ive, B7

alive E

oh!”

|: AE

live, alive oh! AB7

live, alive, oh!

Crying: “C#m

Cockles and G#m

mussels alA

ive, B7

aliveE

oh!” :|

She was a fishmonger,but sure’t was no wonderfor so were her father and mother before;and they both wheeled their barrowthrough the streets broad and narrowcrying: “Cockles and mussels alive, alive oh!”

Alive …

She died of a fever,and no one could save her.And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone.But her ghost wheels her barrowthrough the streets broad and narrowcrying: “Cockles and mussels alive, alive oh!”

Alive …

I’ll Tell Me Ma

I’ll Dtell me ma, when I go home,

the A7 boys won’t leave the

Dgirls alone.

They Dpull my hair, they stole my comb,

and A7

that’s alright tillD

I go home.DShe is handsome,

Gshe is pretty,

Dshe’s the belle of

A7 Belfast city,

Dshe is courtin’,

Gone, two, three,

Dplease won’t you

A7

tell me D who is she?

Albert Mooney says he loves her,all the boys are fighting for her.They rap at the door and they ring at the bell,saying “Oh, my true-love are you well?”Out she comes as white as snow,

rings on her fingers, bells on her toes,old Jenny Murphy says she’ll die,if she doesn’t get the fellow with the roving eye.

I’ll tell me ma …

Let the wind and the rain and the hail blowhigh

and the snow come tumblin’ from the skyshe’s as sweet as apple pieand she’ll get her own lad by and by.When she gets a lad of her ownshe won’t tell her ma when she gets homelet them all come as they will,for it’s Albert Mooney she loves still.

I’ll tell me ma …

Nora

The Dviolets were

D7

scenting the G woods‚

Nora‚

disDplaying their

E7

charms to the Abees.

A7

When I Dfirst said I

D7

loved only Gyou,

E7 Nora‚

and Dyou said you

Aloved only

D me.

The G

chestnut’s bloom Em

gleams through the D

glade‚

Nora‚

the A robin sang

E7

out from ev’ry A A7

tree.

When I Dfirst said I

D7

loved only Gyou,

E7 Nora‚

and Dyou said you

A loved only

D me.

The golden-dewed daffodils shone, Nora,and danced in the breeze on the lea.When I first said I loved only you, Nora,and you said you loved only me.

The chestnut’s bloom …

The birds in the trees sang their songs, Nora,of happier transports to be.When I first said I loved only you, Nora,and you said you loved only me.

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Our hopes they have never come true, Nora,our dreams they were never to be.Since I first said I loved only you, Nora,and you said you loved only me.


Only Our Rivers

M. MacConnell (b 249)

When Capples still

C4

grow in NoCvember

when Fblossoms still

Cbloom from each

G tree

when Fleaves are still green

Gin De

Ccember

it’s Gthen that our land will be

Amfree.

I’ve F

wandered her hills Gand her

Cvalleys

and Fstill through my sorrow I

E see

a Fland that has never

Gknown

Cfreedom

and Gonly our rivers run

Amfree.

G

I Fdrink to the

Gdeath of her

Cmanhood

those men who’d rather have diedthan to live in the cold chains of bondageto bring back their rights where denied.Oh, where are you now when we need you?What burns where the flame used to be?Are ye gone like the snows of last winterand will only our rivers run free?

How F

sweet is Glife, but we’re

Ccrying,

how mellow the wine, but it’s dry,how flagrant the rose, but it’s dying,how gentle the wind, but it sighs.What good is in youth when it’s ageing?What joy is in eyes that can’t see,when there’s sorrow in sunshine and flowersand still only our rivers run free.

C4

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Shady Grove

Em Went to see my

DShady Grove,

Em standing

Dat the

Gdoor,

Shoes and stockings Din her hand,

little Embare feet

Don the

Emfloor .

EmShady Grove,

Dmy true love,

EmShady

DGrove I

Gknow

Shady Grove D

my true love,

I’m Em

bound for DShady

EmGrove.

Where the cheeks are red as the blooming roseand eyes of the prettiest brownShe’s the darling of my heart,prettiest girl in town.

Shady Grove …

Peaches in the summertime,apples in the fallIf I can’t have the one I love,I won’t have none at all.

Shady Grove …

Wish I had a needle and thread,fine as I could sew,I’d sew my gal to my coat-tailsand down the road I’d go.

Shady Grove …

Some come here to fiddle and dance,some come here to tarry,Some come here to fiddle and dance,but I come here to marry.

Shady Grove …

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Fly around my blue-eyed girl,fly around my daisy,Fly around my blue-eyed girl,almost drive me crazy.

Shady Grove …

Wish I had a banjo string,made of golden twine,Ev’ry tune I’d pick on it,is “I wish that girl were mine.”

Shady Grove …

Wish I had a great, fine horse,and corn to feed him on,A pretty little girl to stay at homeand feed him when I’m gone.

Shady Grove …

Shady Grove, my true love,Shady Grove my darlin’Shady Grove, my true love,I’m goin’ back to Ireland.

… Well, I’m bound for Shady Grove.

The Black Velvet Band

Her Eeyes they shone like diamonds,

you’d think she was queen of the B7 land

Ewith her hair thrown over her shoulders,

tied Bup with a black velvet

Eband.

As I went walking down Broadway;not intending to stay very longI met with a frolicsome damsel,as she came tripping along.

A watch she pulled out of her pocket,and slipped it right into my hand.On the very first day that I met her,bad luck to the black velvet band.

Before judge and jury next morning,both of us did appear,

a gentleman claimed his jewellery,and the case against us was clear.

Seven long years transportation,right down to “Van Dieman’s Land”.Far away from my friends and companions,betrayed by the black velvet band.

The Foggy Dew

Peadar O’Donnell 1916(Capo: 2nd Fret)

As Am

down the glen one Am6

Easter Em7

morn,

to a Am7

city F7+

fair rodeAm

I‚

there armed lines of Am6

marching Em7

men

in Am7

squadrons F7+

passed me Am

by.

No C

pipes did hum, no D7/9

battle C

drum

did Am

sound its F7+

dread tatAm

too

but the Angelus bell o’er the Am6

Liffey Em7

swell

rang Am7

out through the F7+

foggy Am

dew.

Right proudly high over Dublin townthey flung out the flag of war.’Twas better to die ’neath an Irish skythan at Suvla or Sud el Bar.And from the plains of Royal Meathstrong men came hurrying through;while Brittania’s huns with their long range

gunssailed in through the foggy dew.

Oh, the night fell black and the rifles’ crackmade “Perfidious Abion” reel.’Mid the leaden rail, seven tongues of flamedid shine o’er the lines of steel.By each shining blade, a prayer was saidthat to Ireland her sons be true.And when morning broke still the war flag

shookout its fold in the foggy dew.

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’Twas England bade our Wild Gees gothat small nations might be free.But their lonely graves are by Suvla’s waveson the fringe of the Great North Sea.Oh, had they died by Pearse’s sideor had fought with Cathal Brugha.Their names we’d keep where the Fenians

sleep,’neath the shroud of the foggy dew.

But the bravest fell, and the requiem bellrang mournfully and clear,for those who died that Eastertidein the springtime of the year;while the world did gaze in deep amazeat those fearless men, but few,who bore the fight that freedom’s lightmight shine through the foggy dew.

And back to the glen I rode againand my heart with grief was sore,for I parted then with valiant menwhom I never shall see more.But to and fro in my dreams I go,and I’d kneel and pray for you,for slavery fled, oh glorious dead,when you fell in the foggy dew.

Am6 Em7 F7+ D7/9

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The Holy Ground

Fare thee C well my

G7 lovely

C G7 C darling

a thousand G7 times ad

C ieu.

We are Emsaying good-

Fbye

Gto the

AmHoly

G Ground

Fand the

Cgirls we all love

G true.

We will Csail the

G7

salt seas Cover

and Emthen re

Fturn

Gto

C G7 shore

and Fstill

G I

Amlive

Cin

Fhopes

Cto

Amsee

the C

Holy G7 Ground once

C more.

Fine girl you are!

And now the storm is coming,I see it rising soon,for the night is dark and dreary,you can scarcely see the moon.And the good old ship is tossing about,and the rigging is all torn.But still I live in hope to seethe Holy Ground once more.Fine girl you are!

And now the storm is over,and we are safe on shoreand we’ll go into a public houseto the girls we do adoreand we’ll drink strong ale and porterand we’ll make the rafters roar.And when our money is all spent,we’ll go to sea once more.Fine girl you are!

The Rose of Tralee

The Gpale moon was

G7

rising aCbove the green

G mountains‚

the D7 sun was de

Emclining be

Amneath the blue

D7 sea‚

when I Gstrayed with my

G7

love by the C pure crystal

G fountain‚

that D7

stands in the Gbeautiful

D7

Vale of G

Tralee.

She was Emlovely and fair as the

C rose of the

B summer‚

yet Em

’twas not her G beauty a

Amlone that won

Emme‚

D7

oh Gno, ’twas the

G7

truth in her Ceyes ever

G dawning‚

that D7

m ade me love G

Mary, the D7

Rose of G

Tralee.

The cool shades of evening their mantle were

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spreading,and Mary all smiling was listening to me;the moon through the valley her pale rays was

shedding,when I won the heart of the Rose of Tralee.

Though lovely and fair as the rose …

In the far fields of India, ’mid war’s dreadfulthunders,

her voice was a solace and comfort to me,but the chill hand of death has now rent us

asunder,I’m lonely tonight for the Rose of Tralee.

She was lovely and fair as the rose …

The Spanish Lady

GAs I come down through Dublin CityCat the

Ghour of

Amtwelve at

Dnight,

G who should I see but a Spanish ladyAm

washing her Gfeet by the

Am candle

D7

light.EmFirst she washed them

Athen she dried them

Emo’er a fire of

A amber

Dcoal

in Gall my life I

Cne’er did see

a D7

maid so Gsweet a

Cbout the

D7

soul .

|: G

Whack for the tooraloloora laddy,C

whack for the Gtoor a

Cloor a

D lay. :|

As I come back through Dublin Cityat the hour of past eight,who should I spy but the Spanish Lady,brushing her hair in the broad daylight.First she tossed it, then she brushed it,on her lap was a silver comb.In all my life I ne’er did seea maid so fair since I did roam.

Whack for the tooraloloora laddy …

As I went back through Dublin City,as the sun began to setwho should I spy but the Spanish Lady,catching a moth in a golden net.When she saw me, then she fled me;lifting her petticoat over her knee.In all my life I ne’er did seea maid so shy as the Spanish Lady.


I’ve wandered north and I’ve wandered south,through Stonybatter and Patrick’s Close.Up and around by the Glouster Diamond,and back by Napper Tandy’s house.Old age has laid her hand on me,cold as a fire of ashy coals.In all my life I ne’er did seea maid so sweet as the Spanish Lady.


The Star of County Down

Near to EmBanbridge

Ctown in the

G County

D Down

one Emmorning last Ju

Bmly

down a Emboreen

Cgreen came a

G sweet

Dcolleen

and she Emsmiled as she

Apassed me

Emby.

She Glooked so sweet from her

Dtwo white feet

to the Emsheen of her nutbrown

Bm hair.

Such the Em

coaxing Celf, I’d to

Gshake

Dmyself,

to make Emsure I was

Astanding

Emthere.

|: From G

Bantry Bay up to D

Derry Quay,

and from Em

Galway to Dublin Bm town,

no Em

maid I’ve Cseen like the

Gsweet co

Dlleen,

that I Emmet in the

ACounty

EmDown. :|

As she onward sped I shook my headand I gazed with a feeling quare,

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“and I said”, says I, to a passer-by,“who’s the maid with the nut-brown hair?”He smiled at me, and with pride says he:“That’s the gem of Ireland’s crown,she’s young Rosie McCann, from the banks of

the Bannshe’s the star of the County Down.”

From Bantry Bay …

She’d a soft brown eye and a look so sly,and a smile like the rose in June,and you hung on each note from her lily-white

throat,as she lilted an Irish tune.At the pattern dance you were held in tranceas she tripped through a reel or a jig,and when her eyes she’d roll, she’d coax upon

my soula spud from a hungry pig.

From Bantry Bay …

I’ve traveled a bit, but never was hit,since my roving career began;but fair and square I surrendered theeto the charm of young Rosie McCann.With a heart to let and no tenant yet,did I meet within shawl or gown,but in she sent and I asked no rentfrom the star of the County Down.

From Bantry Bay …

At the Crossroads fair I’ll be surely thereand I’ll dress in my Sunday clothes,and I’ll try sheep’s eyes and deludhering lieson the heart of the nut-brown Rose.No pipe I’ll smoke, no horse I’ll yokethough my plough with rust turns brown,till a smiling bride by my own firesidesits the star of the County Down.

From Bantry Bay …

The Town I Loved so Well

GIn my mem

Amory I will

Calways

Gsee,

the C

town that GI loved so

Dwell

where our G

school played Dball by the

C gasyard

G wall

and we C laughed through the

Gsmoke

Dand

G smell.

Going Em

home in the D rain

running Cup the dark

G lane

past the Cjail and

Am7

down behind the D fountain.

Those were Ghappy

Ddays in so

Cmany

Gways

in the C

town I G loved

Dso

Gwell .

In the early morning the shirt factory horncalled women from Creggan, The Moor and

The Bog,while the men on the dole played a mothers

role,fed the children and then walked the dog.And when times got tough there was just about

enough,but they saw it through without complaining,for deep inside was a burning pridefor the town I loved so well.

In my memory …

There was music there in the Derry airlike a language that we all could understand.I remember the day that I earned my first paywhen I played in a small pick up band.There I spent my youth and to tell the truthI was sad to leave it all behind me,for I’d learned about life and I’d found a wifein the town I loved so well.

In my memory …

But when I’ve returned how my eyes haveburned

to see how a town could be brought to its knees

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by the armoured cars and the bombed out barsand the gas that hangs on to every breeze.Now the army’s installed by that old gas yard

walland the damned barbed wire gets higher and

higherwith their tanks and their guns oh my God

what have they doneto the town I loved so well.

In my memory …

Now the music’s gone but they carry on,for their spirit’s been bruised never broken.They will not forget but their hearts are seton tomorrow and peace once again;for what’s done is doneand what’s lost is lost and gone forever.I can only pray for a bright grand new dayin the town I love so well.

The Wild Rover

(b 250)

I’ve E

been a wild rover for so many a A

year

and I’ve E

spent all my B7

money in whiskey andE

beer.

But now I’m returning with gold in great A

store

and I E

will never B7

play the wild rover no E

more.

And it’s B7

no‚ nay, never! E

no, nay, never, no A

more

will I E

play the wild A

rover,

no, B7

never, no E

more!

I went into an ale house I used to frequentand I told the landlady my money was spent.I asked her for credit, she answered me “Nay,such a customer like you I can have every

day.”

And it’s no, nay, never …

I drew from my pocket ten sovereigns brightand the landlady’s eyes opened wide with

delight.She said, “you’ll have whiskeys and wines of

the bestand the words that I told you were only in

jest.”


I’ll go home to my parents and confess whatI’ve done

and I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.And when they forgive me, as oft’times beforesure I will never play the wild rover no more.


HYMNS

Regina Caeli


V. Regina caeli, laetare, alleluia.A. Quia quem meruisti portare, alleluia.

V. Resurrexit sicut dixit, alleluia.A. Ora pro nobis Deum, alleluia.

V. Gaude et laetare, Virgo Maria, alleluia.A. Quia surrexit Dominus vere, alleluia.

V. Oremus:

Deus, qui per resurrectionem Filii tui Domininostri Jesu Christi mundum universumlaetificare dignatus es, praesta, quaesumus, utper eius Genitricem Virginem Mariamperpetuae capiamus gaudia vitae. PerChristum Dominum nostrum. Amen.

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Salve Regina

(b 54)

Salve, Regina,mater misericordiae,vita, dulcedo et spes nostra, salve.Ad te clamamus, exules filii Evae.Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentesin hac lacrimarum valle.Eia ergo, advocata nostra,illos tuos misericordes oculos ad nos converte.Et Jesum, benedictum fructum ventris tui,nobis post hoc exilium ostende.O clemens, o pia, o dulcis virgo Maria.

Non nobis

Psalm 115 (113B)

Non nobis Domine Domine,non nobis Domine;Sed nomini, sed nominiTuo da gloriam.

Not to us, Lord, not tu us,But to your name give the glory.

Parce Domine


Parce Domine, parce populo tuone in aeternum irascaris nobis.

Before the Break of Daylight

Before the break of daylightWe fervently keep vigilA hush befalls creationIn silence sings the myst’ry.

Our watchful eyes are seekingA Face within the darknessOur hearts pour forth desiresNow cleansed and raised to God.

The shadows round dispersing,The light of day transcending,

Our hope for days unendingNow blossoms with the dawn.

And soon, the swell of morningWill drench us in its sunlight.O Father, in your mercy,Bestow unto us life.

We ask that on this new dayWhich dawn has set in motion,The kingdom of Christ JesusBe spread throughout the earth.

To You, O blessed Father,Your Word made flesh, our Savior,Your endless Love, the SpiritMay praise be Yours forever. Amen.

Dal sangue dell’Agnello riscattati

(b 144)Hymn of Evening Prayer (Eastertide) 1st q: F

Dal sangue dell’Agnello riscattati,purificate in lui le nostre vesti,salvati e resi nuovi dall’Amore,a te, Cristo Signor, diciamo lode.

Con te, siamo saliti sulla Croce,con te, nella tua morte, battezzati;in te noi siamo, Cristo, ormai risortie in seno al Padre ritroviamo vita.

O Cristo, è la tua vita immensa fontedi gioia che zampilla eternamente:splendore senza fine, in te s’immergel’umana piccolezza dei redenti.

Il nostro giorno scorre declinando:resta con noi, Signore, in questa sera,e la certezza della nostra fedeillumini la notte che s’avanza.

Fa che la nostra morte sia assorbitadalla luce gloriosa della Pasqua;e, morti ormai della tua stessa morte,viviamo in te, che sei la nostra vita.

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O Padre di bontà, te lo chiediamoper mezzo di tuo Figlio, che è risorto,e per l’Amore eterno che ci guidaverso la dolce luce del tuo volto. Amen.

Del giorno giunti al termine

Hymn of Night Prayer

Del giorno giunti al termineo Creator degli esseri,la nostra attesa illumina,la luce eterna svelaci.

Il nostro sonno vigilila tua pietà dolcissima,dal male che ci affascinail corpo stanco libera.

Onnipotente ascoltaci,per noi Cristo ti supplica,che regna in tutti i secolicon te e il Santo Spirito. Amen.

Dio che di chiara luce

(b 145)Hymn of Evening Prayer (Tuesdays)

Dio, che di chiara lucetessi la trama al giorno,accogli il nostro cantonella quiete del vespro.

Ecco, il sole scompareall’estremo orizzonte,scende l’ombra e il silenziosulle fatiche umane.

Non si offuschi la mentenella notte del male,ma rispecchi serenail tuo volto di luce.

Te la voce proclami,te canti il nostro cuore,o Dio uno e trino,te adori il nostro spirito. Amen.

Eterno Creatore del mondo

Hymn of Morning Prayer (Tuesdays) 1st q: C

Eterno Creatore del mondo,la notte col giorno tu alterni,e all’uomo tu doni riposo,nel lento mutare dei tempi.

È quasi trascorsa la notte,avvolge il silenzio le cose:ci alziamo a cantar le tue lodi,solerti, in preghiera vegliamo.

Son queste le ore più grevi:chi soffre ritrovi speranza,si mondi ogni male, ogni colpa,la luce ci faccia più puri.

L’attesa ci trovi fratelli,uniti e redenti da Cristo;più forti ci renda la fedee canti nel cuor la speranza.

Al Padre cantiamo la lode,al Figlio, che è Luce da Luce,e lode allo Spirito Santo,che è fonte eterna di vita. Amen.

Eterno Dio immutabile

Hymn of Prayer During the Day

Eterno Dio, immutabile,la fonte è in te dell’essere;nella tua pace immobiletu segni ai tempi il volgere.

La vera luce donaci,le nostre vite vigila;e nel tramonto fulgidoi cuori in te si immergano.

Rendiamo gloria unanimial Padre e all’Unigenito;e gloria al Santo Spirito,nei secoli dei secoli. Amen.

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Fu luce la prima parola

Hymn of Evening Prayer (Mondays) 1st q: E

Fu luce la prima parola,artefice sommo e sublime,e fu con la luce il creato,inizio ebbe il corso del tempo.

Ai primi bagliori dell’alba,risponde il chiarore del vespro,e il cielo, che tingi di fuoco,proclama la grande tua gloria.

Anelito nuovo alla vitainturgida tutte le cose,si ergono in cerca del solee poi si riposano in pace.

La pace più vera per noiè solo nel Cristo, tuo Figlio,che in alto levato da terra,attira a sé tutte le cose.

Eterno pastore dell’uomo,ei guida i suoi passi, sicuro,nel buio che incombe sul mondo,ai pascoli veri di vita.

Con canti sinceri, inni nuovi,per sempre sia gloria a te, Padre,al Figlio che tu ci hai donatoe gloria allo Spirito Santo. Amen.

Immersi nel grande mistero

Hymn of Morning Prayer (Wednesdays)

Immersi nel grande misteroche anima tutto il creato,cantiamo, nel giorno che nasce,l’immenso splendore del Padre.

La luce che già trasfigurale tenebre opache del male,risvegli per noi la speranzadel giorno di luce immortale.

La luce riveste le cosee svela la vita che nasce,sigillo d’eterna vittorianel Cristo risorto da morte.

A te, Dio, datore di luce,al Figlio, che è luce da luce,sia lode e allo Spirito Santoche accende di luce la vita. Amen.

Innalzate nei cieli lo sguardo

(b 146)Hymn of Morning Prayer (Advent) 1st q: E

Innalzate nei cieli lo sguardo:la salvezza di Dio è vicina;risvegliate nel cuore l’attesa,per accogliere il Re della gloria.

Sorgerà dalla casa di Davidil Messia da tutti invocato;prenderà da una vergine il corpoper potenza di Spirito Santo.

Vieni, o Re messaggero di pace,reca al mondo il sorriso di Dio!Nessun uomo ha mai visto il suo volto,solo tu puoi svelarci il mistero.

Ora visita noi nella fede,per donarci la vita di Dio:tu ci offri il tuo corpo e il tuo sangue,a salvezza del nostro peccato.

Noi crediamo che all’ultimo giornotornerai con potenza e splendore,per premiare in eterno gli elettie punire col fuoco i cattivi.

Fa’ che allora guardiamo sereniil tuo volto raggiante di gloria,per seguirti lassù dove regnicon il Padre e lo Spirito Santo. Amen.

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L’aurora risplende di luce

(b 143)Hymn of Morning Prayer (Sundays,Eastertide) 1st q: E

L’aurora risplende di luce,il cielo si veste di canti,la terra inneggia gioiosaa Cristo risorto dai morti.

La vita ha distrutto la morte,l’amore ha lavato il peccato;e Cristo, splendore di gloria,illumina il nostro mattino.

La notte è ormai tutta trascorsanel nuovo fulgore del giorno,con l’anima piena di gioia,in lui ci scopriamo fratelli.

A noi, come già a Maddalena,il Cristo risorto si sveli,c’incontri e ci chiami per nomecolui ch’era morto ed è vivo.

Ritorni sul nostro camminoe la sua parola c’infiammi:di nuovo, nel pane spezzato,vedremo il suo volto risorto.

Al nostro raduno concordeun ospite nuovo s’aggiunga:confermi la debole fedemostrando le piaghe gloriose.

In questa letizia pasquale,rifatti di nuovo innocenti,a Cristo cantiamo la lode,al Padre e allo Spirito Santo. Amen.

Liberati dal giogo del male

(b 147)Hymn of Evening Prayer (Lent) 1st q: A

Liberati dal giogo del male,battezzati nell’acqua profonda,noi giungiamo alla terra di prova

dove i cuori saran resi puri.

Dal paese d’Egitto ci hai trattie cammini con noi nel deserto,per condurci alla santa montagnasulla quale s’innalza la Croce.

Tu sei l’acqua che sgorga dal sasso,sei la manna che sazia la fame,sei la nube che guida il camminoe sei legge che illumina i cuori.

Su te, roccia che t’alzi fra noi,troveremo difesa ed appoggioe berremo alla fonte di vitache ci lava dai nostri peccati.

Tu ci guidi nell’Esodo nuovoalla gioia profonda di Pasqua:dalla morte passando alla vitagiungeremo alla terra promessa. Amen.

Nel primo chiarore del giorno

(b 148)Hymn of Morning Prayer (Mondays) 1st q: D

Nel primo chiarore del giorno,vestite di luce e silenzio,le cose si destan dal buio,com’era al principio del mondo.

E noi che di notte vegliammo,attenti alla fede del mondo,protesi al ritorno di Cristo,or verso la luce guardiamo.

O Cristo, splendore del Padre,vivissima luce divina,in te ci vestiam di speranza,viviamo di gioia e d’amore.

Al Padre cantiamo la lode,al Figlio che è luce da luce;e gloria allo Spirito Santo,che regna nei secoli. Amen.

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O Cristo splendore divino

Hymn of Morning Prayer (Fridays) 1st q: C

O Cristo, splendore divino,tu avvolgi con doni di luceil mondo che a vita si desta,levandolo al Padre in offerta.

La grazia di questo mattinotrasformi la terra in altaree l’opera tutta dell’uomodiventi oblazione di lode.

Tra poco saremo saziatidal tuo Sacramento vitale,che fonde le nostre esistenzenel mistico Corpo, tua Chiesa.

Davanti al tuo volto di luce,dirigi il fluire del tempo,e al giorno che è senza tramontoconduci il tuo popolo, o Cristo.

A te, luce vera del mondo,al Padre sorgente di luce,al Fuoco, che è luce d’amore,in questo mattino sia gloria. Amen.

O Trinità infinita

(b 148)Hymn of Evening Prayer (Sundays) 1st q: B

O Trinità infinita,cantiamo la tua gloria in questo vespro,perché nel Cristo tu ci hai resi figlie i nostri cuori sono tua dimora.

Eterno senza tempo,sorgente della vita che non muore,a te la creazione fa ritornonell’incessante flusso dell’Amore.

Noi ti cantiamo, Immenso,in questo breve sabato del tempoche annuncia il grande giorno senza serain cui vedremo te, vivente luce.

A te la nostra lode,o Trinità dolcissima e beatache sempre sgorghi e sempre rifluiscinel quieto mare del tuo stesso Amore.Amen.

Per te solo è chiara la notte

(b 149)Hymn of Evening Prayer (Christmastide)1st q: E

Per te solo è chiara la notte,e le tenebre son come luce,generato dal seno del Padrenell’eterno splendore dei cieli.

O Parola possente di Dio,tuo è il tempo, riempi ogni spazio,per te il mondo è stato creato,tu sei l’alfa e l’omega di tutto.

Ineffabile grande mistero!Canti il cielo ed esulti la terra:oggi nasci da Vergine intatta,rivestito di carne mortale.

Come un povero vieni tra noi,ed il regno dei cieli ci annunci;doni al mondo la vita di Dio,ci redimi col prezzo del sangue.

Benedetta per sempre la terra!Qual rugiada disceso è il perdono,nuovo amore si effonde su noi:adoriamo in silenzio il mistero!

Per il Figlio che tu ci hai donato,nello Spirito, fonte di vita,a te, Padre, sia gloria nei cieli,e sia pace agli uomini in terra. Amen.

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Prima che sorga l’alba

(b 150)Hymn of Morning Prayer (Thursdays,Saturdays, Lent) 1st q: A

Prima che sorga l’alba,vegliamo nell’attesa;tace il creato e cantanel silenzio il mistero.

Il nostro sguardo cercaun volto nella notte;in cuore a Dio s’innalzapiù puro il desiderio.

E mentre, lieve, l’ombracede al chiaror nascente,fiorisce la speranzadel giorno che non muore.

Presto l’aurora in cieloci inonderà di luce;la tua misericordia,o Padre, ci dia vita.

E questo nuovo giorno,che l’alba per noi schiude,dilati in tutto il mondoil regno del tuo Figlio.

A te, o Padre santo,all’unico tuo Verbo,all’infinito Amore,sia lode in ogni tempo. Amen.

Raggiante fra tenebre dense

(b 151)Hymn of Evening Prayer (Advent ) 1st q: F #

Raggiante fra tenebre denseviene tra noi Gesù, la luce vera;cammineran le genti al suo fulgore,a lui si volgeranno con amore.

La via prepariamo per lui,esulteremo innanzi al nostro Dioche viene a noi qual fonte di salvezza,

che viene a noi con equità ed amore.

Venuto a redimere l’uomo,l’attira a sé con umiltà e mitezza;la fedeltà e la grazia manifesta,presente in mezzo a noi sarà per sempre.

Ai poveri porta l’annunzio:saranno i primi nel regno dei cieli;saran chiamati popolo di Dio,farà con loro un’alleanza eterna.

Un giorno avrà fine l’attesa:saranno cieli nuovi e terra nuova!Dice il Signore: “Ecco, vengo presto!”Dice la sposa: “Sì, vieni, Signore!” Amen.

Risplenda nella notte una gran luce

Hymn of Morning Prayer (Advent)

Risplenda nella notte una gran lucediscenda nel deserto la rugiada,getti virgulti il ceppo inariditoe germini la terra il salvatore.

Esulta d’allegrezza, o tu che piangi,perché il tuo Dio sta per venirti incontro,alto risuoni un grido nel deserto:“La strada preparate al Dio che viene.”

Al lungo desiderio delle gentirisponderà un Dio fatto bambino,ed uscirà dal grembo di una donnacolui che regge tutto l’universo.

Il mondo intero è vigile, in attesache l’ombra della notte si diradi;alzate il vostro capo e contemplate:all’orizzonte già si leva Cristo.

A lui, ch’è il vero sole di giustiziacantiamo nell’avvento della vita,desiderando l’ultimo ritornoche tutti ci consumi nell’amore. Amen.

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Sempre cantiam al rifiorir del giorno

Hymn of Morning Prayer (Lent) 1st q: G

Sempre cantiam al rifiorir del giorno,onnipotente Dio, le tue lodi:sei fonte di bontà, tu sommo bene,e misericordioso nel perdono.

Con cuore aperto e colmo di fiducia,dinanzi a te, Signore, ci prostriamo:allora l’umiltà diviene luce,la via alla verità a noi dischiude.

Nel nostro nulla solo in te speriamo,in te la vita è nella sua pienezza:la doni a noi per sempre nel tuo figlio,che nel suo grande amore s’è immolato.

Rifioriranno in lui tutte le cosenel giorno della luce e della gloria;verrà quel giorno, lo celebreremo,un canto nuovo allora canteremo.

O Trinità, nel gaudio ti adoriamoo luce indefettibile ed eterna,con il perdono dona nuova vitae canteremo sempre le tue lodi. Amen.

Sole che t’alzi

Hymn of Morning Prayer (Christmastide)

Sole che t’alzi nell’ombra di morte,oggi tu splendi alto sul creato,e fai brillare su tutti i nostri voltila primitiva immagine divina.

Parola eterna che rifletti il Padre,sei l’uomo nuovo in una carne santa,il compimento di promesse antiche,la gioia e la salvezza della terra.

Agnello mite, nato da Maria,in te la creazione è liberata:il cielo ha fatto pace con la terrae l’universo canta la tua gloria.

Per te segnati con sigillo eterno,siamo rinati ormai a nuova vitae nella gioia d’esser resi figlipossiam chiamare Dio col nome: “Padre”.

Emmanuele, dolce Dio vicino,che hai posto la tua tenda in mezzo a noi,in te, che sei il “sì” senza riserva,noi rispondiamo a Dio il nostro “Amen”.

LATIN SONGS

Veni redemptor gentium

Saint Ambrose

1. Intende qui regis Israelsuper cherubin qui sedesappare Ephrem coram excitapotentiam tuam et veni.

2. Veni redemptor gentiumostende partum virginismiretur omne saeculumtalis decet partum Deum.

3. Non ex virili seminesed mystico spiramineVerbum Dei factum est carofructusque ventris floruit.

4. Alvus tumescit virginisclaustrum pudoris permanetvexilla virtutum micantversatur in templo Deus.

5. Procedit e talamo suopudoris aula regiageminae gigas substantiaealacris ut currat viam.

6. Egressus eius a Patre,regressus eius ad Patrem,excursus usque ad inferosrecursus ad sedem Dei.

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7. Aequalis aeterno Patricarnis tropaeo cingereinfirma nostri corporisvirtute firmans perpeti.

8. Praesepe iam fulget tuumlumenque nox spirat suumquod nulla nox interpoletfideque iugi luceat.

9. Deo Patri sit gloriacuiusque soli Filiocum Spiritu Paraclitoin sempiterna saecula.Amen.

Attende Domine

(b 20) 1st q: D

Attende Domine et miserere,quia peccavimus tibi.

1. Ad te Rex summe, omnium Redemptoroculos nostros sublevamus flentes:exaudi, Christe, supplicantum preces.

Attende …

2. Dextera Patris, lapis angularis,via salutis, ianua caelestis,ablue nostri maculas delicti.

Attende …

3. Rogamus, Deus, tuam maiestatem:auribus sacris gemitus exaudi:crimina nostra placidus indulge.

Attende …

4. Tibi fatemur crimina admissa;contrito corde pandimus occulta;tua, Redemptor, pietas ignoscat.

Attende …

5. Innocens captus, nec repugnans ductus,testibus falsis pro impiis damnatus:quos redemisti, tu conserva, Christe!

Crux fidelis

(b 29 [1, 7-10]; English version p. 18)

Crux fidelis, inter omnesarbor una nobilis:nulla silva talem profert,fronde, flore, germine.Dulce lignum, dulces clavos,dulce pondus sustinet.

1. Pange, lingua, gloriosilauream certaminis,et super crucis trophaeodic triumphum nobilem:qualiter redemptor orbisimmolatus vicerit.

Crux fidelis …

2. De parentis protoplastifraude factor condolens,quando pomi noxialisin necem morsu rui,ipse lignum tunc notavit,damna ligni ut solveret.

Crux fidelis …

3. Hoc opus nostrae salutisordo depoposcerat:multiformis proditorisars ut artem falleretet medelam ferret inde,hostis unde laeserat.

Crux fidelis …

4. Quando venit ergo sacriplenitudo temporis,missus est ab arce Patrisnatus, orbis Conditoratque ventre virginalicarne amictus prodiit.

Crux fidelis …

5. Vagit infans inter arctaconditus praesepia,

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membra pannis involutaVirga Mater alligat:et Dei manus pedesquestricta cingit fascia.

Crux fidelis …

6. Lustra sex qui iam peregittempus implens corporis,sponte libera Redemptorpassioni deditus,agnus in Crucis levaturimmolandus stipite.

Crux fidelis …

7. Felle potus ecce languet,spina, clavi, lancea,mite corpus perforarunt,unda manat et cruor:terra, pontus, astra, mundus,quo lavantur flumine.

Crux fidelis …

8. Flecte ramos, arbor alta,tensa laxa viscera,et rigor lentescat ille,quem dedit nativitas:et superni membra Registende miti stipite.

Crux fidelis …

9. Sola digna tu fuistiferre mundi victimam:atque portum praepararearca mundo naufrago:quam sacer cruor perunxit,fusus agni corpore.

Crux fidelis …

10. Sempiterna sit beataeTrinitati gloria:aequa Patri Filioque,par decus Paraclito:unius Trinique nomenlaudet universitas. Amen.

Crux fidelis …

O filii et filiae

Jean Tisserand, O.F.M. († 1494)(b 38 [1-4, 11-12] 1st q: F #

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

1. O filii et filiae,Rex coelestis, Rex gloriamorte surrexit hodie.

2. Et mane prima Sabbatiad ostium monumentiaccesserunt discipuli.

3. Et Maria Magdalene,et Iacobi, et SalomeVenerunt corpus ungere.

4. In albis sedens angeluspraedixit mulieribus:in Galilaea est Dominus.

5. Et Ioannes apostoluscucurrit Petro citius,monumento venit prius.

6. Discipulis astantibus,in medio stetit Christus,dicens: Pax vobis omnibus.

7. Ut intellexit Didymusquia surrexerat Jesus,remansit fere dubius.

8. “Vide Thoma, vide latus,vide pedes, vide manus,noli esse incredulus.”

9. Quando Thomas vidit Christum,pedes, manus, latus suum,dixit: “Tu es Deus meus.”

10. Beati qui non videruntet firmiter crediderunt;vitam aeternam habebunt.

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11. In hoc festo sanctissimosit laus et iubilatio:benedicamus Domino.

12. Ex quibus nos humillimasdevotas atque debitasDeo dicamus gratias.

Victimae paschali laudes

T: Wipo of Bourgogne before 1050 –M: 11th century – 1st q: D

1. Victimae paschali laudesimmolent Christiani.

2. Agnus redemit oves:Christus innocens Patrireconciliavit peccatores.

3. Mors et vita duelloconflixere mirando:dux vitae mortuus, regnat vivus.

4. Dic nobis Maria,quid vidisti in via?Sepulcrum Christi viventis,et gloriam vidi resurgentis.

5. Angelicos testes,sudarium et vestes.Surrexit Christus spes mea,praecedet suos in Galilaeam.

6. Scimus Christum surrexissea mortuis veretu nobis victor Rex,miserere.Amen. Halleluia.

O ignis Spiritus

Hildegard of Bingen

1. O ignis Spiritus Paracliti,vita vitae omnis creature,sanctus es vivificando formas.

2. Sanctus es ungendopericulose fractos;sanctus es tergendofetida vulnero.

3. O spiraculum sanctitatis,o ignis caritatis,o dulcis gustus in pectoribuset infusio cordiumin bono odore virtutum.

4. O fons purissimus,in quo consideraturquod Deus allenos colligitet perditos requirit.

5. O lorica vitae et spes compaginismembrorum omnium,et o cingulum honestatis,salva beatos.

6. Custodi eosqui carcerati sunt ab inimico,et solve ligatosquos divina vis salvare vult.

7. O iter fortissimumquod penetravit omnia;in altissimis et in terreniset in omnibus abyssistu omnes componis et colligis.

8. De te nubes fluunt,aether volat,lapides humorem habent,aquae rivulos educunt,et terra viriditatem sudat.

9. Tu etiam semper educis doctosper inspirationem sapientislaetificatos.

10. Unde laus tibi sit,qui es sonus laudis,et gaudium vitae,spes et honor fortissimusdans praemia lucis.

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Veni Creator Spiritus

T: attributed to Hrabanus Maurus, 9th century– M: Kempten ca. 1000 – 1st q: F

1. Veni Creator Spiritus,mentes tuorum visita:imple superna gratiaquae tu creasti pectora.

2. Qui diceris Paraclitus,altissimi donum Dei,fons vivus, ignis, caritas,et spiritalis unctio.

3. Tu septiformis munere,digitus paternae dexterae,tu rite promissum Patris,sermone ditans guttura.

4. Accende lumen sensibus,infunde amorem cordibus,infirma nostri corporisvirtute firmans perpeti.

5. Hostem repellas longius,pacemque dones protinus:ductore sic te praevio,vitemus omne noxium.

6. Per te sciamus da Patrem,noscamus atque Filium,teque utriusque Spiritumcredamus omni tempore.

7. Deo Patri sit gloria,et Filio, qu i a mortuissurrexit, ac Paraclito,in saeculorum saecula. Amen.

Veni Sancte Spiritus

T: Stephen Langton ca. 1200 – M: Paris ca.1200 (b 63) 1st q: CHymn of Evening Prayer (Wednesdays)

1. Veni Sancte Spiritus,et emitte caelituslucis tuae radium.

2. Veni pater pauperum,veni dator munerum,veni lumen cordium.

3. Consolator optime,dulcis hospes animae,dulce refrigerium.

4. In labore requies,in aestu temperies,in fletu solatium.

5. O lux beatissima,reple cordis intimatuorum fidelium.

6. Sine tuo numine,nihil est in homine,nihil est innoxium.

7. Lava quod est sordidum,riga quod est aridum,sana quod est saucium.

8. Flecte quod est rigidum,fove quod est frigidum,rege quod est devium.

9. Da tuis fidelibusin te confidentibus,sacrum septenarium.

10. Da virtutis meritum,da salutis exitum,da perenne gaudium. Amen.

Adoro te devote

Thomas Aquinas (b 18) 1st q: C

1. Adoro te devote, latens Deitas,quae sub his figuris vere latitas:tibi se cor meum totum subiicit,quia te contemplans totum deficit.

2. Visus, tactus, gustus in te fallitur,sed auditu solo tuto creditur.credo quidquid dixit Dei Filius:nil hoc verbo Veritatis verius.

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3. In cruce latebat sola Deitas,at hic latet simul et humanitas;ambo tamen credens atque confitens,peto quod petivit latro paenitens.

4. Plagas, sicut Thomas, non intueor;Deum tamen meum te confiteor.Fac me tibi semper magis credere,in te spem habere, te diligere.

5. O memoriale mortis Domini!Panis vivus, vitam praestans homini!Praesta meae menti de te vivereet te illi semper dulce sapere.

6. Pie pellicane, Jesu Domine,me immundum munda tuo sanguine.Cuius una stilla salvum faceretotum mundum quit ab omni scelere.

7. Jesu, quem velatum nunc aspicio,oro fiat illud quod tam sitio;ut te revelata cernens facie,visu sim beatus tuae gloriae. Amen.

Ave verum

(b 25)

Ave verum Corpus natumde Maria virgine.Vere passum, immolatumin cruce pro homine.Cuius latus perforatumfluxit aqua et sanguine.Esto nobis praegustatummortis in examine.O Jesu dulcis! O Jesu pie!O Jesu, Fili Mariae!

Lauda Sion Salvatorem

Thomas Aquinas (cf. b 34 [4–6, 10–11, 15,20, 22–23]) 1st q: D

Lauda Sion Salvatorem,lauda ducem et pastorem,in hymnis et canticis.

1. Quantum potes, tantum aude:quia maior omni laude,nec laudare sufficis.

2. Laudis thema specialis,panis vivus et vitalishodie proponitur.

3. Quem in sacrae mensae coenae,turbae fratrum duodenaedatum non ambigitur.

4. Sit laus plena, sit sonora,sit iucunda, sit decoramentis iubilatio.

5. Dies enim solemnis agitur,in qua mensae prima recoliturhuius institutio.

6. In hac mensa novi Regis,novum Pascha novae legis,phase vetus terminat.

7. Vetustatem novitas,umbram fugat veritas,noctem lux eliminat.

8. Quod in coena Christus gessit,faciendum hoc expressitin sui memoriam.

9. Docti sacris institutis,panem, vinum in salutisconsecramus hostiam.

10. Dogma datur christianis,quod in carnem transit panis,et vinum in sanguinem.

11. Quod non capis, quod non vides,animosa firmat fides,praeter rerum ordinem.

12. Sub diversis speciebus,signis tantum, et non rebus,latent res eximiae.

13. Caro cibus, sanguis potus:manet tamen Christus totus

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sub utraque specie.

14. A sumente non concisus,non confractus, non divisus:integer accipitur.

15. Sumit unus, sumunt mille:quantum isti, tantum ille:nec sumptus consumitur.

16. Sumunt boni, sumunt mali:sorte tamen inaequali,vitae vel interitus.

17. Mors est malis, vita bonis:vide paris sumptionisquam sit dispar exitus.

18. Fracto demum sacramento,ne vacilles, sed mementotantum esse sub fragmento,quantum tot tegitur.

19. Nulla rei fit scissura:signi tantum fit fractura,qua nec status, nec staturasignati minuitur.

20. Ecce Panis Angelorum,factus cibus viatorum:vere panis filiorum,non mittendus canibus.

21. In figuris praesignatur,cum Isaac immolatur,agnus Paschae deputatur,datur manna patribus.

22. Bone pastor, panis vere,Jesu, nostri miserere:tu nos pasce, nos tuere,tu nos bona fac viderein terra viventium.

23. Tu qui cuncta scis et vales,qui nos pascis hic mortales:tuos ibi commensales,coheredes et sodalesfac sanctorum civium. Amen.

Pange lingua gloriosi

Thomas Aquinas (b 58 [5–6]) 1st q: E

1. Pange lingua gloriosicorporis mysterium,sanguinisque pretiosi,quem in mundi pretiumfructus ventris generosirex effudit gentium.

2. Nobis datus, nobis natusex intacta Virgine,et in mundo conversatus,sparso verbi semine,sui moras incolatusmiro clausit ordine.

3. In suprema nocte coenaerecumbus cum fratribusobservata lege plenecibis in legalibus,cibum turbae duodenaese dat suis manibus.

4. Verbum caro, panem verumVerbo carnem efficit:fitque sanguis Christi merum,et si sensus deficit,ad firmandum cor sincerumsola fides sufficit.

5. Tantum ergo Sacramentumveneremur cernui:et antiquum documentumnovo cedat ritui:praestet fides supplementumsensuum defectui.

6. Genitori, Genitoquelaus et iubilatio,salus, honor, virtus quoquesit et benedictio:Procedenti ab utroquecompar sit laudatio. Amen.

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Aeterne rerum conditor (Ad galli cantum)

Saint Ambrose (b 15) 1st q: G

1. Aeterne rerum conditor,noctem diemque qui regis,et temporum das temporaut alleves fastidium.

2. Praeco diei iam sonat,noctis profundae pervigil,nocturna lux viantibusa nocte noctem segregans.

3. Hoc excitatus lucifersolvit polum caligine;hoc omnis erronum chorusvias nocendi deserit.

4. Hoc nauta vires colligitpontique mitescunt freta;hoc, ipse Petra Ecclesiae,canente, culpam diluit.

5. Surgamus ergo strenue:gallus iacentes excitatet somnolentes increpat,gallus negantes arguit.

6. Gallo canente spes redit,aegris salus refunditur,mucro latronis conditur,lapsis fides revertitur.

7. Jesu, labantes respiceet nos videndo corrige;si respicis, lapsus caduntfletuque culpa solvitur.

8. Tu, lux, refulge sensibusmentisque somnum discute,te nostra vox primum sonetet vota solvamus tibi.

Pater mi

(b 46)

Pater mi praecor te: ut tu vis fac de me.Miser sum, Deus scis, salvum fac sicut vis.

Nemo tunc nocet me, cum ex corde credo te.Virtus mea fugit me: salus mea apud te.

Caecus sum quaero te, lapsus sum leva me.Manus tua fecit me: nullum praecor praeter te.

Pater mi praecor te, ut tu vis fac de me.Nihil sum sine te: ut tu vis fac de me.

Jesu dulcis memoria

Gregorian Hymn (b 33; translation p. 299)1st q: AHymn of Evening Prayer (Thursdays)

1. Jesu dulcis memoria,dans vera cordis gaudiased super mel et omniaeius dulcis praesentia.

2. Nil canitur suavius,nil auditur iucundius,nil cogitatur dulcius,quam Jesus Dei Filius.

3. Jesu spes paenitentibus,quam pius es petentibus!Quam bonus te quaerentibus!Sed quid invenientibus?

4. Nec lingua valet dicere,nec littera exprimere:expertus potest credere,quid sit Jesum diligere.

5. Sis Jesu nostrum gaudium,qui es futurum praemium:sit nostra in te gloria,per cuncta semper saecula. Amen.

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Jesu tibi vivo

(b 34)

Jesu tibi vivo;Jesu tibi moriorJesu sive vivo, sive moriortuus sum.

O quam amabilis

(b 41; translation p. 302)

1. O quam amabilis es, bone Jesu,quam delectabilis es, pie Jesu;o cordis iubilum, mentis solatium.O bone Jesu, o bone Jesu!

2. Quam admirabilis es, bone Jesu,quam honorabilis es, pie Jesu;o cordis iubilum, mentis solatium.O bone Jesu, o bone Jesu!

3. Quam venerabilis es, bone Jesu,semper laudabilis es, pie Jesu;o cordis iubilum, mentis solatium.O bone Jesu, o bone Jesu!

4. Gregi fidelium da, bone Jesu,salutis exitum da, pie Jesu;post vitae terminum perenne gaudium.O bone Jesu, o bone Jesu!

Jesu rex admirabilis

G. P. da Palestrina (translation p. 299)

Jesu rex admirabilisEt triumphator nobilis,Duleedo ineffabilis,|: Totus desiderabilis. :|

Mane nobiscum DomineEt nos illustra lumine,Pulsa mentis caligine,|: Mundum reple dulcedine. :|

Christe cunctorum

(b 25)

1. Christe, cunctorum dominator alme,mente Supremi generate Patris,supplicum voces pariterque carmencerne benignus.

2. Cerne, quod Templi, Deus, ad decoremplebs Tua supplex resonet per Aedem,annuo cuius redeunt colendatempore festa.

3. Haec Domus surgit tibi dedicatarito, ubi sumit populus sacratumcorpus ex aris, bibit et beatisanguinis haustum.

4. Hic sacrosancti latices nocentum,diluunt culpas, perimuntque noxas:chrismate invictum genus et creaturchristicolarum.

5. Hic salus aegris, medicina fessis,lumen et caecis datur: hic reatu,Christe, nos solvis; timor atque moerorpellitur omnis.

6. Daemonis saevi perit hic rapina:pervicax monstrum pavet, et retentosdeserens artus, fugit in remotasocyus auras.

7. Hic locus Regis vocitatur aulanempe caelestis, rutilansque caeliporta, quae vitae patriam petentesaccipit omnes.

8. Turbo quem nullus quatit, aut vagantesdiruunt venti, penetrantque nimbi,hanc domum tetris piceus tenebristartarus horret.

9. Ergo te votis petimus serenoannuas vultu; famulos gubernes,qui tui summo celebrant amoregaudia templi.

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10. Nulla nos vitae cruciet procella:sint dies laeti placidaeque noctesnullus ex nobis, pereunte mundo,sentiat ignem.

11. Hic dies, in quo tibi consecratum,conspicis Templum, tribuat perennegaudium nobis, vigeatque longotemporis usu.

12. Laus poli summum resonet Parentemlaus, Patris Natum pariterque SanctumSpiritum dulci moduletur hymnoomne per aevum. Amen.

Dulcis Christe

M. Grancini (1605–1669)(b 30; translation p. 295)

Dulcis Christe, o bone Deus,o amor meus, o vita mea,o salus mea, o gloria mea.

Tu es Creator,tu es Salvator mundi.

Te volo, te quaero,te adoro, o dulcis Amorte adoro, o care Jesu.

Ubi caritas

(b 62) 1st q: F

Ubi caritas et amor, Deus ibi est.

Congregavit nos in unum Christi amor,exultemus, et in ipso iucundemur!Timeamus, et amemus Deum vivum.Et ex corde diligamus nos sincero.

Ubi caritas …

Simul ergo cum in unum congregamurne nos mente dividamur caveamus;cessent iurgia maligna, cessent liteset in medio nostri sit Christus Deus.

Ubi caritas …

Simul quoque cum beatis videamusglorianter vultum tuum, Christe Deus;gaudium, quod est immensum, atque probum,saecula per infinita saeculorum. Amen.

Ave generosa

Hildegard of Bingen (b 21)

Ave, generosa,gloriosaet intacta puella,tu pupilla castitatis,tu materia sanctitatis,quae Deo placuit.

Nam haec superna infusioin te fuit,quod supernum verbumin te carnem induit.

Tu candidum lilium,quod Deus ante omnem creaturaminspexit.

O pulcherrimaet dulcissima;quam valde Deus in te delectabatur!Cum amplexione caloris suiin te posuit ita quod filius eiusde te lactatus est.

Venter enim tuusgaudium habuit,cum omnis caelestis symphoniade te sonuit.Quia, virgo, filium Dei portastiubi castitas tua in Deo claruit.Viscera tua gaudium habuerunt,sicut gramen super quod ros caditcum ei viriditatem infundit;ut et in te factum est,o mater omnis gaudii.

Nunc omnis Ecclesiain gaudio rutiletac in symphonia sonetpropter dulcissimam virginem

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et laudabilem MariamDei genitricem. Amen.

Ave maris stella

(b 23)Hymn of Evening Prayer (Saturdays)

1. Ave, maris stella,Dei mater almaatque semper virgo,felix caeli porta.

2. Sumens illud Ave,Gabrielis ore,funda nos in pace,mutans Evae nomen.

3. Solve vincla reis,profer lumen caecis,mala nostra pelle,bona cuncta posce.

4. Monstra te esse matrem,sumat per te precemqui, pro nobis natus,tulit esse tuus.

5. Virgo singularis,inter omnes mitis,nos, culpis solutos,mites fac et castos.

6. Vitam praesta puram,iter para tutum,ut videntes Jesum,semper collaetemur.

7. Sit laus Deo Patri,summo Christo decus,Spiritui Sanctohonor, tribus unus. Amen.

Ave Regina caelorum


Ave Regina caelorum,Ave Domina Angelorum:

Salve radix, salve porta,Ex qua mundo lux est orta,Gaude Virgo gloriosa,Super omnes speciosa:Vale, o valde decora,Et pro nobis Christum exora.

Isti sunt agni novelli

(b 31)

Isti sunt agni novelli,qui annuntiaverunt, alleluia:modo venerunt ad fontes,repleti sunt claritate, alleluia, alleluia.

1. O Regina, quam divinapraeelegit gratia,cuius partus sacrosanctusinstauravit omnia.

2. O Maria, Mater pia,tuum da subsidium,quo vincamus et vivamusin terra viventium.

3. Christianis vitae panisdatur in edulium:datur tristi sanguis Christidulce refrigerium.

4. Primum quidem nobis fidemtuis auge precibus,et da nobis ut te probisimitemur actibus.

5. Spe labentes firma mentescaritate robora;fac concordes pelle sordes,excusa facinora.

6. Mater bona nobis donatuum patrocinium,ut regnemus et laudemustuum semper Filium.

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Nitida stella

Anonimo / Marco Gemmani (b 36)

1. Nitida stella, alma puella,tu es florum flos:o mater pia, Virgo Maria,ora pro nobis!

2. Jesu Salvator, mundi amator,tu es florum flos:o Jesu pie, fili Mariae,eia audi nos!

3. Mater benigna, honore digna,tu es florum flos:o mater pia, Virgo Maria,ora pro nobis.

4. Alme Rex regum, conditor Legum,tu es florum flos:o Jesu pie, fili Marie,eia audi nos!

5. O gratiosa, o coeli rosa,tu es florum flos:o mater pia, Virgo Maria,ora pro nobis!

6. Sit tibi, Christe, modulus iste,tu es florum flos:o Jesu pie, fili Mariae,eia audi nos!

7. Coeli regina, Virgo divina,tu es florum flos:o mater pia, Virgo Maria,ora pro nobis!

Omni die

(b 43)

Omni die, dic Mariae mea laudes anima;eius festa, eius gesta cole splendidissima.

Pulchra tota, sine nota cuiuscumque maculae,fac me mundum et iucundum te laudare sedule.

Ut sim castus et modestus, dulcis, blandus,

sobrius,pius, rectus, circumspectus, simultatim nescius.

Eruditus et munitus divinis eloquiis,timoratus et ornatus sacris exercitiis.

Virgo sancta, cerne quanta perferamus iugitertentamenta et sustenta nos ut stemus fortiter.

Esto tutrix et adiutrix christiani populi;pacem praesta, ne molesta nos perturbent

saecula. Amen.

O spes mea cara

(b 42; translation p. 302) 1st q: D

O spes mea cara, Maria praeclara,e valle amara imploro te.Exaudi praecantem, solare clamantem,confirma labantem, et serva me.

Per blanda per dura, ad non periturao fortis, o pura duc debilem.Dum turget procella et suscitat bellaad portum, o stella, duc exulem.

Patrona decora, in exitus horapro me, Mater, ora tuum Filiumut inserar gratis, remissis peccatis,catervis beatis coelestium.

Stabat Mater

Jacopone da Todi (ca. 1230–1306)(b 55; English version p. 30)

1. Stabat Mater dolorosaiuxta crucem lacrimosadum pendebat Filius.

2. Cuius animam gementemcontristatem et dolentempertransivit gladius.

3. O quam tristis et afflictafuit illa benedictaMater unigeniti!

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4. Quae moerebat et dolebat,et tremebat cum videbatnati poenas incliti.

5. Quis est homo qui non fleret,Christi Matrem si videretin tanto supplicio?

6. Quis non posset contristari,piam Matrem contemplaridolentem cum Filio?

7. Pro peccatis suae gentisvidit Jesum in tormentis,et flagellis subditum.

8. Vidit suum dulcem natummoriendo desolatumdum emisit spiritum.

9. Eia Mater, fons amorisme sentire vim dolorisfac, ut tecum lugeam.

10. Fac, ut ardeat cor meumin amando Christum Deumut sibi complaceam.

11. Sancta Mater, istud agas,crucifixi fige plagascordi meo valide.

12. Tui nati vulnerati,tam dignati pro me pati,poenas mecum divide.

13. Fac me vere tecum flere,crucifixo condolere,donec ego vixero.

14. Iuxta crucem tecum stare,te libenter sociarein planctu desidero.

15. Virgo virginum praeclara,mihi iam non sis amarafac me tecum plangere.

16. Fac, ut portem Christi mortempassionis eius sortem,

et plagas recolere.

17. Fac me plagis vulnerari,cruce hac inebriari,ob amorem Filii.

18. Inflammatus et accensusper te, Virgo, sim defensusin die iudicii.

19. Fac me cruce custodirimorte Christi praemuniriconfoveri gratia.

20. Quando corpus morietur,fac, ut animae doneturparadisi gloria. Amen.

LAUDE AND TROUBADOUR-SONGS

A la clarté

13th century (b 73)

A la clarté qui tout enluminanostre gran tenebrour,a la dame qui si grant mecine acontre toute dolour,doivent venir trestuit li pecheouret devenir si serjant nuit et jour;n’autrui ne doit nus donerson cuer, son cors ne s’amourfors a la douce mere au Creatour,Vierge pucele et de si saint atourrose est novelle et des dames la flour.

Amor dolçe senza pare

Lauda, 14th century (b 74)

Amor dolze senza pare,se’ tu Cristo per amare.

Amor, senza comincianza,se’ tu Padre in substanza.In Trinità per amanza.Filio e Spiritu regnare.

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Tu, amore che congiungicui più ami spesso pungi;omni piaga poi che l’ungisenza unguento fai saldare.

Anime affaticate et sitibonde

Lauda

Anime affaticate et sitibonde,venite all’onde vive ove v’invitala vera vita; ove la lunga setespegner potrete.

La lunga sete natural che sempre,con dure tempre, il cor arde e tormentane il foco allenta; ne mai se ne arrivaall’acqua viva.

All’acqua viva che, con voglie accese,donna humil chiese alla fontana eterna,ch’in sua cisterna, il mondo si suave,acqua non ave.

Alle cisterne, ai morti stagni, ai laghivanno i cuor vaghi pur del sommo bene,ma di tai vene il ber sempre maggiorefa il nostro ardore.

Venite dunque all’acque dolci e chiare,torbide e amare son l’acque d’Egitto;il cammin dritto hor prenda e saglia il montechi brama il fonte.

Ave donna santissima


Ave donna santissima,Regina potentissima.

La virtù celestïalecon la grazia supernaleen te virgo virginale,discese benignissima.

La nostra redenzïoneprese incarnazïonein te santa concezïone

da te Madre purïssima.

Altresì per tuo candoresovra il mondo del dolorevenne il sole dell’amorenei cieli beatissima.

Chanson de mai

Song of the Troubadours, 13th century,attributed to St. Louis IX

L’autre hier m’apparaît le mois de maiRegis aeterni munere;

et par un matin je me levaismundum proponens fugere.

En un plaisant pré m’enoutraispsalmos intendens psallere:

La Mère au Dieu vint me trouver,iam lucis orto sidere.

Mère de Dieu vrai, sans reproche,fons pietatis maximae,

de Celui m’envoyez confortsalutem praestans animae;

gardez-moi dans les mêmes infâmes,qui me tentant saepissime;

Paradis montre à la mort,rerum Creator optime.

Da mi conforto Dio

Lauda (b 78)

Da mi conforto, Dio et allegranza,et carità perfecta et amoranza.

Da mi conforto, Dio et ardore,a caritade lega lo mio core;

che non mi sia vietato lo tuo amore,in me non possa nulla ria indignanza.

Da mi letitia, gaudio e diporto,e nel mio cor da’ pianto di conforto;

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ch’io suspiri e canti e stia sì dotto,ch’io non perda la tua fin amanza.

De la crudel morte


De la crudel morte del Cristoogn’hom pianga amaramente.

Quando Juderi Cristo pilïaro,d’ogne parte lo circumdaro,le sue mane strecto legaro,commo ladro, villanamente.

Trenta denar fo lo mercatoche fece Juda, et fo pagato:mellio li fora non esser natoch’aver peccato sì duramente.

De la crudel morte …

A la colonna fu spolïato,per tutto ’l corpo flagellato;d’ogne parte fo ’nsanguinatocommo falso, amaramente.

Tutti gridaro ad alta voce:“Moia ’l falso, moia veloce;sbrigatamente sia posto en croce,che non turbi tutta la gente”.


Li soi compagni l’abbandonaro,tutti fugiero e lui lassaro,stando tormento forte ed amarode lo suo corpo, per la gente.

Molt’era trista Santa Mariaquando ’l suo figlio en croce vedea;cum gran dolore forte piangeadicendo: “Trista, lassa, dolente”.


Egli è il tuo bon Jesù

Lauda

Egli è il tuo bon Jesùche ti darà il suo amor.

Egli è Jesù, sì, egli è Jesù,egli è il tuo bon Jesù.Che ti darà il suo amor.

Laude novella

Lauda (b 81)

Laude novella sia cantataa l’alta donna encoronata.

1. Fresca vergene donzella,primo fior, rosa novella,tutto ’l mondo a te s’appella;nella bonor fosti nata.

2. Fonte se’ d’acqua surgente,madre de Dio vivente;tu se’ luce de la gente,sovra li angeli esaltata.

3. Tu se’ verga, tu se’ fiore,tu se’ luna de splendore;voluntà avemo e corede venir a te, ornata!

4. Archa se’ d’umilitade,vaso d’ogne sanctitade:en te venne deitade;d’angel foste salutata.

5. Pregot’, avocata mia,che ne metti en bona via:questa nostra companiasiate sempre commendata.

Ma vïele

Gautier de Coincy (1178–ca. 1236)(b 82)

Ma vïele, vïeler vieut un biau sonde la bele qui seur toutes a biau nom.

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En qui Dieux devenir hom voult jadis,dont chantent en Paradisanges et archanges a haut ton.

Porte dou ciel, du Paradis planche et ponz,sourse de miel, de doucer pecine et fonz;d’enfer qui tant est parfonz, nous desfen,qui en doute a pauvre senscar enfer n’a rive ni fond!

Douce Dame, par mout vraie entencïoncors et ame, met je en ta protecïonprie sanz delatïon ten fil douzqu’il nos face vivre touzin terra viventium. (Amen.)

Magdalena degna de laudare

Magdalena degna de laudarisempre degge Dio per noi pregare!

Ben è degna d’esser laudata,Che foe peccatrice nominata:Per servire fo ben meritata.Jesu Cristo volse seguitare.

Con molta umilitade lo seguìoEt cum perfetta fede senza rio:Quando Cristo predicar audio,Del suo amore prese ad inflammare.

A li piedi de Cristo s’inchinòeEt molto dolcemente li bascioe:E di lagrime tutti li bagnoe,Co’ capelli presele asciugare.

Mère au Sauveur

Troubadour, 13th century (b 84)

Vierge, Pulcelle royale,en qui le doux Jésus Christ,le doux glorieux joyau,fut, et conçu et nourri;

bien fut votre cœur emplide sa grâce et son amour,jusqu’à ce que Saint-Esprity eut le Fils-Dieu assis.

Douce Dame impériale,merveilleuse fleur de lis,verger de toute beauté,où le saint Fruit fut cueilli,

souverain rosier éclos,vous apportâtes la fleur,l’odeur par qui Paradisnous fut ouvert et promis.

Ognun m’entenda

15th century (b 85)

Ognun m’entenda divotamentelo pianto che fece Maria dolentedel suo figliol tanto dilicato.

O Jesu Christo, bello mio figlio,o Jesu bello, bianco e vermeglio,o de la trista Madre el consegliosu ne la croce già conficato.

O côr soave

16th century (b 107)

O côr soave, côr del mio Signore,ferito gravemente, non da coltel pungente,ma dallo stral che fabbricò l’amore,che fabbricò l’amore.

O côr soave, quand’io ti rimiropost’in tant’agonia, manca l’anima mia,né voce s’ode più, né mai sospiro,né più né mai sospiro.

Troppo perde il tempo

Jacopone da Todi (b 93)

Troppo perde il tempo chi ben non t’ama,dolc’amor Jesù, sovr’ogni amore.

1. Amor, chi t’ama non sta ozïoso,tanto li par dolze de te gustarema tutto sor vive desiderosocome te possa stretto più amare;chè tanto sta per te lo cor gioioso:

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chi non sentisse nol saprie parlarequant’è dolc’a gustare lo tuo savore.

2. Dulcior che tolli forza ad ogni amaroet ogne cosa muti in tua dulcezza;questo sanno li sancti che’l provaroche feciar dolze morte in amarezzama confortolli el dolze latovaredi te Jesù che vensar ogni asprezza,tanto fosti suave in li lor cori.

3. Savor cui non si trova simillianza;o lasso! Lo mio cor poco t’asaggia;null’altra cosa non m’è consolanza,se tutto ’l mondo avesse e te non agio.O dolc’amor, Jesù in cui ho speranzaTu regi mio cor che da te non caggia,ma sempre più restringa ’l tuo dolzore.

4. Cor che te non sente ben pò star tristo,Jesù, letitia e gaudio de la gente;solazo non pot’essar senza Cristo;tanpino ch’eo non t’amo ben fervente!Chi far potesse totto ogni altro acquistoe te non aggia di tutt’è perdente;e senza te sirebbe in amarore.

5. Amaro in nullo coro pote starecui tua dolcezza dona condimento:ma tuo savor, Jesù, non pò gustarechi lassa te per altro intendimento.Non sa né può lo cor terreno amaresì gran celestïal delectamento:non vede lume, Cristo, in tuo splendore.

6. Splendor che doni a tutto ’l mondo luceamor, Jesù, de li angeli bellezza,cielo e terra per te se conducee splende in tutte cose tua fortezza:ognumque creatura a te s’aducema solo ’l peccator el tuo amor sprezza,e pàrtise da te, suo Creatore.

7. Scripti sul sancto libro de la vita,per tua pietà, Jesù, ne rappresenta:la tua scriptura già non sia fallita,el nome che portam de te non menta.

La mente nostra fa’ di te condita,dulcissimo Jesù, si che te sentaet strittamente t’ami con ardore.

8. Servire a te, Jesù, mi’ amoroso,più soav’è che nul altro delecto;non può saper chi di te sta otïosoquant’è dolze ad amar te con affecto:gemai el cor non trova altro ripososi non se en te, Jesù, amor perfecto,che de li tuoi servi se’ consolatore.

Tutor dicendo

Lauda, 13th century (b 96; translation p. 306)

1. Tutor dicendo, di lui non tacendo,laudandol cum cantare

Jesù, Jesù,Jesù dolce ad amare.

2. Sempre l’atendo, col mio cor gaudendo,fa mi rallegrare,

3. Non mi ritegno, da mi’ gran sostegno,e vogliol pur chiamare.

4. Vo’ che mi dica la mia dolce vita,che mi farà salvare.

5. L’anima mia cattiva, et mendica,degna è d’amor dare.

6. Ch’i’ son dolente, con molta fatica;fa mi consolare!

7. Amor diletto, del mio cor se’ vita,or damit’a trovare!

8. Tra’ mi a te di questo gran tormento,chè vivo in dolorare!

9. Ch’io non ti perda per mio fallimento,cum falso tentare.

10. Vivo in paura di te mia dolzura;come ne posso fare?

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11. Tu se’ il mio áire, io son tua creatura;non m’abandonare!

12. Tu sì m’ài detto [amor mio diletto],Ch’i’ chegia faràimi dare.

13. Et io adimando Jesu benedetto,di lui vo’ pagare!

14. Non averò povertà, né difetto,e vo’ con teco stare!

Vero amor è Gesù

17th century (b 113)

Vero amor è Gesù,che salute ne dàa chi segue virtù.Egli moriva in croce per me.Mio buon Gesù, mio buon Gesù,non ti partir da me.

Voi ch’amate lo Criatore

Lauda (b 98)

Voi ch’amate lo Criatore,ponete mente a lo meo dolore.

Ch’io son Maria co’ lo cor tristo,la quale avea per figliuol Cristo:la speme mia e dolce acquistofue crocifixo per li peccatori.

Capo bello e delicato,come ti veggio stare enchinato;li tuoi capelli di sangue intrecciati,fin a la barba ne va i’rrigore.

Bocca bella e delicata,come ti veggio stare asserrata;di fiele e aceto fosti abbeverata,trista e dolente, dentr’al mio core

ITALIAN SONGS

Abramo

Gigi Cocquio (b 157)

|: E

Esci dalla tua Aterra e va’

Bdove ti

Emostrerò. :|

“EmAbramo, non andare, non

Ampartire‚

non lasciare la tua Em

casa:

cosa Bsperi di

Emtrovar?

La strada è sempre quella,

ma la Amgente è differente, ti è

Emnemica:

dove Bsperi di

Emarrivar?

EQuello che lasci

Atu lo conosci,

Bil tuo Signore

Ecosa ti dà?”.

“Un Epopolo, la

Aterra e la pro

Emessa”,

parola Bdi Iah

Evè.

Esci dalla tua terra …

La rete sulla spiaggia abbandonatal’han lasciata i pescatori:son partiti con Gesù.La folla che osannava se n’è andata,ma il silenzio una domandasembra ai dodici portar:“Quello che lasci tu Io conosci,il tuo Signore cosa ti dà?”.“Il centuplo quaggiù e l’eternità”parola di Gesù.

Esci dalla tua terra …

Partire non è tutto,certamente c’è chi parte e non dà niente,cerca solo libertà.Partire con la fede nel Signore,con l’amore aperto a tutti

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può cambiar l’umanità.Quello che lasci tu lo conosci,quello che porti vale di più.“Andate e predicate il mio Vangelo”,parola di Gesù.

Esci dalla tua terra e va’dove ti mostrerò.Esci dalla tua terra e va’,sempre con te sarò.

A noi Signore

Psalm 57 (56)(b 128)

A noi, Signore,da’ il tuo amor, la tua verità.

Pronto è il mio cuore, o Dio,pronto è il mio cuoree trabocca di canti per te.Sorgi, armonia;svegliati, arpa, sorgi, mia cetra:che io desti l’aurora.

A noi, Signore …

Andrò fra tutte le genti,canterò loro le tue lodi;giunge alle stelle il tuo amoree la tua verità.Sopra i cieli levati, o Dio;sulla terra sia gloria a te.

A noi, Signore …

Al mattino

A. Mascagni (b 158)

|: GLa lala

C9

lalala D4

la Dla lala

Gla. :|

Al matGtino, Sig

C9

nore, al matGtino

la mia Em7 anfora è vu

C9

ota alla Gfonte

e nell’Cm aria che

Cm7

vibra e trasGpare

so che Cm7

puoi farmi Cm6/7

grande, SigGnore.

La lala …

E le ore del giorno, al mattinodi tua gloria son tenera argilla.Uno è l’alveo del mio desiderio:ch’io ti veda, ed è questo il mattino.

La lala …

C9 D4 Em7 Cm6/7

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Alleluia della forza

C. Chieffo 1963 (b 159)

DmViva l’

Ganima

Dmmia

Gper can

Dmtare

A7

le tue Dmlodi.

SigDmnore, sulla mia

Gcetra io ti

Dmcanto

e Glodo il tuo

Dmnome;

del fiume scorre l’Gacqua a me d’ac

Dm canto

e io vivo la A7

tua immensa Dm

pace.

Viva l’anima mia …

Nella tua mano io sono sicurocome roccia alla furia del vento,la spada e lo scudo che mi hai datosono forti e non temono ferro.


La mia gente non vuoleche io beva alla tua fonte,ma la gente non sa che chi bevealla fonte non avrà più sete.


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La tua pace è immensa come il mareche rispecchia il cielo infinito;il Tuo amore è rosso come il sole,che fa rosso il cielo e il mare.


Allora saprete che esisto

Voialtri sulla terrala Croce drizzerete,del legno del Calvarioil frutto voi vedrete.

“Allora saprete che esistodice il Signor – che in mel’amore fedele dimora,come in quest’ora.”

Voialtri sulla terra …

Si stenderà il lenzuolonella caverna tetra,si schiuderà il sepolcrocol peso della pietra.


Quando verrete all’albail corpo a imbalsamare,quando vedrete l’albadegli angeli esultare …


Se ascendo sopra i cielidi gloria risplendente,sarò sul tuo camminola nube incandescente.


Amare Ancora

C. Chieffo 1973(Capo: 2nd Fret)

G Ma che ama

Crezza,

C9 C G

amore Cmio,

C9 C G

veG4

der le Gcose

Am

come le vedoAm7

io G

e aD7

ver perG fino

Am

dimentiBmcato

Am

che non son Gnato

Am

come voglioBm io

Am

come voglio Gio.

Che delusionepovero amore,vivere la vitacon questo cuoree non volereperdere nientee amare ancoracome l’altra gente

come l’altra Ggente.

F G F G

GBasterebbe sol

F tanto

G

ritornare bamF bini e ricor

Cdare

C9 C…

G

E D7

ricorGdare

Am

che tutto è Bmdato

Am

che tutto è n Guovo

Am

e libeBmrato

Am

e libeGrato.

C9 G4

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Annuncio

EmQuel che era

G fin da principio,

Aquello che abbi

Emamo u

Adito,

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Emquello che abbi

D amo ve

Aduto

Emcon i

Dnostri

Aocchi: lo

Emannun

Dciamo a

A voi.

Lo Em

annunDc iamo a

Avoi,

Em Dla la

Em Dla la

Em Dla la

Em Dla la

Em Dla la

Em Dla la

Em Dla la

Ala.

Quel che abbiamo contemplatoe le nostre mani hanno toccatoa riguardo della Parola,della Vita: lo annunciamo a voi.

Lo annunciamo …

E la vita si è manifestatae noi abbiamo vedutoe rendiamo testimonianzae lo annunciamo a voi.

Lo annunciamo …

E vi annunciamo la vita eternache era presso il Padree che si è a noi manifestata.E lo annunciamo a voi.

Lo annunciamo …

Quel che abbiamo visto e uditolo annunciamo a voi,affinché pure voisiate in comunione con noi.

Lo annunciamo …

Ma la nostra comunione è col Padree col Figlio suo Gesù Cristoe con lo Spirito Santo,e la vita è tra noi.

Lo annunciamo …

E noi vi diciamo queste coseaffinché il vostro gaudioe il nostro gaudio sia perfetto.

Apparirà

A. M. Cocagnac – P. Houdy (b 163;translation p. 293)

ApAm

parirà nel suo splenCdore

il SiDm

gnor dell’uF

m aniE

tà:

ed ecco Am

l’alba che aspetCtate

là in Dm

mezzo all’osFcuri

Età.

È come un Dm

bimbo

nel deserto delFla cit

Et à

è il Dio d’ogni bonAmtà.

A IsrAm

aele‚ fuggito dal male,

nel deserto la legge doDmnò‚

ma Israele era ancora bamG bino

per restare fedele al suo aAmmor.

A

Mosè solitario e fedele,

che la pietra in sorgente muDmtò‚

egli pose Aronne viGcino

come una Dmfonte d’e

Eterno per

Amdono.

Ma Israele, avuta la legge,chiese un re al Signore Iahvèperché il popolo ancora bambinonon sapeva ordinarsi da sé.Ebbe Davide il valoroso,lo splendore di Salomone,poi tutti i re che tradironl’antica alleanza di Iahvè.

Lungo i fiumi di Babiloniaun popolo versa il suo pianto,da primavera all’autunnosugli anni del suo dolor.Per lui non più canti né feste,poiché non si sente un profeta

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che porti una nuova speranzadi ritornare a vedere Sion.

Avanti forza

(b 193)

ACvanti, forza, dammi la mano e corri,

corri con noi verso l’eterniDmtà!

È un girotondo che abbraccia tutto il mondo;Fora tu non

Gpuoi man

Cca r .

Lasciati andare, allarga il tuo cuore,volgilo verso il cielo;fatti piccino come un bambinoche vuole far l’eroe;dovrai lottare, dovrai soffrire,potrai anche cadere: tutti noi ti aiuterem.

Avanti …

Tutto risplende, tutto è più bello,dimentica ogni affanno;questa è la vita e questo è l’amor.Ora lo sai anche tu.Con un sorriso ti scopri nell’eterno,trovi la felicità.

Avanti, forza, dammi la mano e corri,corri con noi verso l’eternità!E un girotondo che abbraccia tutto il mondo:ora devi farlo tu.

Ave Maria splendore del mattino

C. Chieffo (b 164; translation p. 293)

D

Ave Maria, splenG

dore del matD

tino

pu ro è il t uo s gua rdo e d G

umi le il tuo D

cu or e‚

protegga il nostro G

popolo in camD

minoBm

la tenerezza G

del tuo Avero a

D

more.

A

Madre non sono degno di guarD

darti!

A

Però fammi sentire la tua D

voce;G

fa’ che io porti a tutti la tua D

paceBm

e possano coG

noscerti Aed a

D

m arti.

Madre tu che soccorri i figli tuoi,fa in modo che nessuno se ne vada;sostieni la sua croce e la sua strada,fa’ che cammini sempre in mezzo a noi.

Madre non sono degno …

Ave Maria, splendore del mattino,pu ro è il t uo s gua rdo e d umi le i l tuo c uor e, |: protegga il nostro popolo in camminola tenerezza del tuo vero amore. :|

Ave Maria stella del mattino

Guido Clericetti – A. Mascagni(b 165; English version p. 15)

G

Ave MaG°

ria‚G

stella del matG°

tino,Am

tu che hai veD

gliato questa C

notte per G

noi

prega per B7

noi C

che cominciamo questo B7

giorno,

prega per C

noi Am

per tutti i giorni della Effff

viD

ta.E ffff

Ave MaD

ria.

Ave Maria,Madre di tutti,mostraci tuo figlioche tu hai portato nel tuo seno per noi,nato per noiper liberarci dalla morte,morto per noiper ricondurci nella vita.Ave Maria.

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Piena di graziasegnaci la via,dov’è la vita preparata per noichiedi per noimisericordia dal Signore,chiedi per noiche ci sia data la sua pace.Amen.

G° E ffff

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Ballata del potere

C. Chieffo 1968 (b 195; translation p. 293)

AmLo dicevo tutto il giorno:

questo Dmmondo non è

Amgiusto!

E pensavo anche di notte:

questa Dmvita non dà

Amgusto!

E dicevo: è colpa Fvostra,

o borgGhesi male

Amdetti ,

tutta colpa dei padEroni

e noi altri poveAmretti!

E noi altri a lavorare

sempreDm lì nell’offi

Amcina,

senza tempo per pensare,

dalla Dmsera alla mat

Amtina.

AmForza compagni,

rovesciamo E

tutto e costruiamo

un mondo meno Am

brutto!

Per un mondo meno bruttoquanti giorni e quanti mesi,per cacciare alla malorale carogne dei borghesi!Ma i compagni furon fortie si presero il potere;e i miei amici furon mortie li vidi io cadere.

Ora tu dimmicome può sperare un uomoche ha in mano tutto,ma non ha il perdono?

Come può sperare un uomoquando il sangue è già versato,quando l’odio in tutto il mondonuovamente ha trionfato?C’è bisogno di Qualcuno,che ci liberi dal male,perché il mondo tutto interoè rimasto tale e quale.

AmLa la

Ela

Am la …

Ballata del tempo perduto

C. Chieffo (b 197)

B7

Essere felici nel mondo che ci F#

circonda

vivere la vita tra risa B7

false,

senza alcun pensiero, con il ghiEmaccio nel

B7 cuore

è questa la ballata di un F#7 uomo che si

B7 stanca.

|: Il tempo perduto Emnon si ritrova

B7 mai

ed io che ho perso tempo, ho F#7

perso la miaB7

vita. :|

Guadagnare quattrini, farsi una posizionestare bene in salute, non avere pensieri:è questo tutto il senso della mia povera vitaed or che so che è nulla è ormai troppo tardi.

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Il tempo perduto non si ritrova mai …

Io sono un vecchio stanco in un mondo banaleun mondo che mi ha reso banale come luisi, sono ricco è vero, ma i soldi non contano

nullae per saperlo ho speso tutta la mia vita.

Il tempo perduto non si ritrova mai …

Ballata dell’amore vero

C. Chieffo 1969 (b 193; translation p. 294)(Capo: 2nd Fret)

Am

Io vo rE

rei volerti Am

bene

come ti Dm

ama Am

Dio,

|: E

con la stessa passAm

ione‚E

con la stessa Am

forza,Dm

con la stessa fedelC

tà che E

non ho Am

io. :|

Am

Mentre l’aA7

more Dm

mio Dm7

è G

piccolo come un bamC

bino,E

|: Am

solo senAm7

za la Dm

madre,G

sperduto in Em

un giarAm

dino. :|

Io vorrei volerti benecome ti ama Dio|: con la stessa tenerezza,con la stessa fede,con la stessa libertà che non ho io. :|

Mentre l’amore mioè fragile come un fiore,|: ha sete della pioggia,muore se non c’è il sole. :|

Io ti voglio benee ne ringrazio Dio|: che mi dà la tenerezza,che mi dà la forza,che mi dà la libertà che non ho io. :|

Ballata dell’uomo vecchio

(b 194; English vers. p. 16; Capo: 3rd Fret)

Em

La trisAm

tezza che c’è in Em

me‚

l ’aAm

more che non Em

c’è

hanno B7

mille Em

secoli.

Il doAm

lore che ti Em

do‚

la Am

fede che non G

ho

hanno B7

mille Em

secoli.

Sono Am

vecchio orEm

mai, sonoAm D

vecchio, Em

sì

questo Am

tu lo G

sai, ma resti B7

qui.

Io vorrei vedere Dio,vorrei vedere Dioma non è possibile.Ha la faccia che tu hai,il volto che tu haie per me è terribile.Sono vecchio ormai, sono vecchio, sì;questo tu lo sai, ma resti qui.

AsEm

coltami, riAm

mani ancora Em

qui‚

r iAm

peti ancora a Em

me la B7

tua paEm

rola.

Ripetimi quelAm

la parola Em

che

un Am

giorno hai detto a G

me

e che mi B7

libeEm

rò.

Io vorrei vedere Dio …

La paura che c’è in me,l’amore che non c’èhanno mille secoli.Tutto il male che io so,la fede che non hohanno mille secoli.Sono vecchio ormai, sono vecchio, sì;me se tu vorrai mi salverai.

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Ascoltami …

Ballata della società (L’opera)


Beati i Dfurbi, beati i ricchi,

beati quelli che han denaro in A7

tasca,

beati i forti ed i violenti,

beati quelli che sono poDtenti.

Beati quelli che a questo mondogiocano sempre al girotondo,beati quelli che sulla terra

vincono sempre la loro gDmuerra.

Ma l’aDm

maro, l’amaro che c’è in A7

me‚

sarà muEm A7

tato in alleDm

gr ia.

Ma l’amaro, l’amaro che c’è in A7

me‚

sarà muEm A7

tato in alleD

gr ia.

Quel gDiorno si farà una grande festa

e allora canteremo insA7

ieme;

s aGrà il bel giorno di una grande festa

e alA7

lora balleremo inD

sieme.

La la lala …

Camminerò

Alberto Marani (b 166)

DCamminerò,

Bm c amminerò

Emnella tua strada, Sig

Anor.

DD ammi la mano,

Bmvoglio restar

per G

sempre inAsieme a

Dte.

D Quando ero solo, solo e

Bmstanco nel

mondo‚

Emquando non c’era l’A

Amor,

Dtante persone vidi in

Bmtorno a me,

senGtivo can

Atare co

Ds ì :

Camminerò …

Io non capivo, ma rimasi a sentirequando il Signor mi parlò:lui mi chiamava, chiamava anche mee la mia risposta s’alzò:

Camminerò …

Or non m’importa se uno ride di me,lui certamente non sadel gran regalo che ebbi quel dìche dissi al Signore così:

Camminerò …

A volte sono triste, ma mi guardo intorno,scopro il mondo e l’amor;son questi i doni che lui fa a me;felice ritorno a cantar:

Camminerò …

Cantico dei redenti

Alberto Marani (b 166; translation p. 294)

Il SiEmgnore è la

Dmia sal

Emvezza

e con Clui non

Dtemo

Gpiù,

perché ho nel Amcuore la cer

Emtezza:

la salCvezza è

Dqui con

Emme.

Ti Emlodo Sig

Dnore per

Emché

un giorno Ceri lon

Dtano da

G me,

D G

ora inDvece sei tor

Emnato

e mi hai Cpre

Dso con

Emte.

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Il Signore è la mia salvezza …

Berrete con gioia alle fonti,alle fonti della salvezzae quel giorno voi direte:lodate il Signore, invocate il suo nome.


Fate conoscere ai popolitutto quello che lui ha compiutoe ricordino per sempre,ricordino sempre che il suo nome è grande.


Cantate a chi ha fatto grandezzee sia fatto sapere nel mondo;grida forte la tua gioia,abitante di Sion, perché grande con te è il

Signore.


Canzone degli occhi e del cuore

C. Chieffo (translation p. 294)

DAnche se un giorno, amico

C mio‚

Adimenticassi le pa

Drole,

dimenticassi il posto e l’Cora,

Ao s’era notte o c’era il

Dsole,

non potrò mai dimentiGcare

Emcosa dicevano i tuoi

Aocchi.

E coDsì‚ volando volando

anche un piccolo cuBmore se ne andava

attraversDando il cielo verso il grande

Acuore

un cuore Dpiccolo e meschino

come un paBmese inospitale

volava Ddritto in alto verso il suo des

Atino;

e non riuGscirono a fermarlo

neanche i biF#mlanci della vita

quegli invenGtari fatti

Emsempre senza a

Amore.

Così parlavo in fretta ioper non lasciare indietro nienteper non lasciare indietro il malee i meccanismi della mente;e mi dicevano i tuoi occhich’ero già stato perdonato.

E così, volando volando …

E adesso torna da chi saida chi divide con te tutto,abbraccia forte i figli tuoie non nascondere il tuo voltoperché dagli occhi si capiscequando la vita ricomincia.

E così, volando volando …

Canzone di Maria Chiara


Dm

La mia C

porta sarà chDm

iusa

per il C

ricco e per il F

forte

per tutti Gm

quelli che non B ffff

hanno aDm

mato

per chi ha gioC

cato Am

con la Dm

morte.

Per gli uomini per bene,per chi cerca la sua gloriaper tutti quelli che non hanno amatoe per i grandi della storia.

|: Dm

Se non ritorneC

rete come bamDm

bini

non entreGm

-re-B ffff

te Dm

mai. :|

Non c’è posto per quell’uomoche non vende la sua casa

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per acquistare il campodove ho nascosto il mio tesoro.

Ma per tutti gli affamati,gli assetati di giustiziaho spalancato le mie porteho preparato la mia gioia.

Se non ritornerete …

Per chi fu perseguitato,per chi ha pianto nella notteper tutti quelli che hanno amatoper chi ha perduto la sua vita

la mia casa sarà aperta,la mia tavola imbanditaper tutti quelli che hanno amatoper chi ha perduto la sua vita.

Se non ritornerete …

Che siano una sola cosa

Roberto Grotti (b 168)(Capo: 2nd Fret)

Che C

siano una sola Amcosa

Fperché il mondo

G veda ,

che C

siano un solo aAm

moreF

perché il G

mondo Ccreda.

La C

macchina del Ammondo,

l’egDm

oismo della Ggente

scC

hiacciano e conAm

dannanoDmchi non vale

G niente;

daCvanti a queste

Amcose

Dmc’è chi male

G dice,

ma il FFiglio del Po

Dmtente,

F Cristo,

Gcosa

Cchiede?

Che siano una sola cosa …

Tutto il nostro malenon ci porti delusione,abbiamo la promessache tutto salverà,ed anche se il tuo sforzonon sembra cambiar niente,no, non ti fermare,ma come Cristo prega:

Che siano una sola cosa …

Com’è bello com’è dolce

Psalm 133 (132)(b 139)

Am

Com’è Dm

bello, Am

com’è E

dolceAm

che i fraD m

tell i Am

stiaE

no inAm

sieme.

È come unG

guento che dal F

capo E

discendeAm

sulla barba di AE

ronne.

È come unDm

guento che dal G

capo C

discendeDm

sulla barba di AE

ronne.

Com’è bello …

|: È come unguento che dal capo discendesugli orli del manto. :|

Com’è bello …

|: Come rugiada che dall’Ermon discendesui monti di Sion. :|

Com’è bello …

|: Ci benedice il Signore dall’altola vita dona in eterno. :|

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Come è grande

Roberto Grotti (b 170;translation p. 295)

Dm

Come è Gm

grande la Dm

tua bonA

tà F

che conGm

servi per C

chi ti F

teme!Gm

E fai grandi Dm

cose per chi C

ha rifugio in F

te‚Gm

e fai grandi Dm

cose per chi A

ama solo Dm

te!

Come un vento silenziosoci hai raccolto dai monti e dal mare;come un’alba nuova sei venuto a me,La forza del tuo braccio mi ha voluto qui con

sé.

Come è chiara l’acqua alla tua fonteper chi ha sete ed è stanco di cercare:sicuro ha ritrovato i segni del tuo amoreche si erano perduti nell’ora del dolore.

Come un fiore nato fra le pietreva a cercare il cielo su di lui,così la tua Grazia, il tuo Spirito per noi,nasce per vedere il mondo che tu vuoi.

Crocifisso, mio Signor

Crocifisso mio Signor,speranza del mio cuor,Frutto sia del tuo patirIl perdono al mio fallir.

|: Vedi, vediqual provo tormento e dolorAl pensar che ti offesi, o Signor. :|

Dal tuo fianco aperto in croceLa tua Chiesa nascerà.Dalla fonte sempre vivaLa tua grazia sgorgherà.

Vedi, vedi …

D’amor pane dolcissimo

Stefano Varnavà – Anonym (b 103)

D’amor pane dolcissimodel cielo eterno gaudio,vero sollievo agli umiliche in te soltanto sperano.

Immenso cuor amabile,tu sai guarire i nostri cuor;tutte le nostre lacrimetu le trasforma in vero amor.

Quel cuore che per noi s’aprìci accolga nel pericolofinché un bel giorno, insieme a te,vivrem la tua felicità.

Dal profondo

Stefano Pianori (b 170;translation p. 293)

DmTu ci hai amato Sig

Fnore

A7

dal profondo del Dm

tempo,

tu ci hai amato SigFnore

A7

per ogni moDm

mento.

B ffff

Prima che il Padre diDmcesse:

“B ffff

Siano i Ccieli e la

Fterra”,

A7

prima che il Padre voDmlesse,

C

dal proA7

fondo del Dm

tempo.

Tu ci hai amato …

“Adamo non peccare,non tradirmi mai,sono io che ti ho chiamatodal profondo del tempo.”

Tu ci hai amato …

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La pace è rinatadal sangue tuo per noi,la strada era segnatadal profondo del tempo.

Tu ci hai amato …

Il mondo finiràe tu ritorneraie mi porterainel profondo del tempo.

Tu ci hai amato …

Di luce mattutina sorger nuovo

Di luce mattutina sorger nuovo,In questo giorno che non ha l’eguale,è il nascer Tuo nell’umana carne,o immagine tersissima del Padre.

La terra s’apre in umile accoglienza,dai cieli stilla sul mondo dolcezza:Tu sei il Verbo che era in principio,sei l’Uomo-Dio, la Luce, la Vita.

Il tempo dell’attesa è ormai compiuto:vergine pura ha generato il Figlio,ed ora avvolge, povera, silente,un bimbo, in pochi panni, in un presepe.

Ai poveri pastori sconosciutil’annuncio è stato dato nella notte:vengono a Te, si prostrano adoranti;verranno a Te le genti di lontano.

E anche a noi redenti dal Tuo sangue,chiamati all’unità da tutto il mondo,con grande gaudio a Te cantiamo lodi,o Emmanuele, principe di pace.

Presente in mezzo a noi è ora il Figlioe fa da ponte fra il tempo e l’eterno.Per Lui sia gloria al Padre dei cieli,nel Santo Spirito, fonte di vita. Amen.

Dove andrò

Massimo Maioli / Psalm 139 (138)(b 142)

Dove andrò lontano dal tuo respiroe dove fuggirò dal tuo volto?

Se dico: la notte diventi la mia luce,anche le tenebre non son tenebre per te|: e la notte fa luce come il giornoe le tenebre sono come il sole. :|

Dove andrò …

Prendo le ali dell’aurora,vado ad abitare al di là del mare:|: anche là la tua mano mi prende,là mi afferra la tua destra. :|

Dove andrò …

Errore di prospettiva


AmQuando

A4 noi vedremo

Amtutto,

A4 Am

quando A4

tutto sarà Amchiaro

A4 C

pensa un po’ che riE7

sate,Am

che paCure sfa

E7

tate.

Con la musica dentro,con il cuore più pienodella gioia di un tempo,di un mattino sereno.

F Ma di una cosa lo

Am Fsai

non potrò ridere Am F

mai:

è di tutto il male Amche

E7

ho voluto fare a Ate.

(D A)

Se c’è una cosa che D voglio,

A

se c’è una cosa che D vale

A

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è abitare la tua D casa,

A

tutto il resto è baD

nale.

E parlare con Ate – e parlare con

Dte

di quand’ero picA

cino – di quand’ero picDcino

e vedevo le A

cose – e vedevo le Dcose

con gli occhi di un bamA bino,

con gli occhi di un bamAm

bino. A4 Am

Ti ricordi quella voltae la rabbia che avevoe credevo fosse amore,esser giusto volevo.

Ma di una cosa …

A4

x o 2 3 4 o=========| | | | | |--------------| | • • | |--------------| | | | • |--------------| | | | | |

Favola

C. Chieffo 1978 (b 202;translation p. 296)

Em Non avere pa

Aura

Em

piccolo figlio Amio

Em

ma è la strada più Adura

Em

che ti porterà Alà;

D

lascia dunque il sentiGero,

G7

prendi i campi e D

va’D7

attraversa quel Gbosco

G7

non temere percDhé

c’è qualcuno conEm te‚

A7

c’è qualcuno conEm te‚

non ti lascerà A7

m ai

non avere paEmura‚

prendi i campi e A7

vai …

Quando incontrerai il lupoe la volpe e il leone,non restare impauritoe non far confusione:son di un altro raccontoche finisce malenon potranno toccarti;non voltarti perché

|: c’è qualcuno con te, :|non ti lascerà mainon avere paura,non voltarti e vai …

Non arEmrenderti al

Dbuio

Em

che le cose diDvora

Em

ora è notte, ma il Dgiorno verrà

anEmcora.

Così quando saraia quell’ultimo ponte,con il tempo alle spallee la vita di fronte,una mano più grandeti solleverà,abbandonati a quella,non temere perché

|: c’è qualcuno con te, :|non ti lascerà mainon avere paura,non fermarti e vai …

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Grazie Signore

A. Mascagni (b 173;translation p. 297)

DGrazie, Sig

Bmnore,

che m’Dhai dato in tuo

Bmnome

G tanti fra

Dtelli, per ve

Emnire

A7

fino a Dte.

Grazie, SigBmnore,

perché Dhai dato il sor

Bmriso

Gal nostro

Dvolto, per par

Emlarci

A7

del tuo aD mor.

|: DLa

Bm la lala

Ala

A7

la : |Dla

F#mla lala

Gla

Ala

Dla.

Grazie, Signore,perché hai fatto del mondola tua casa, il tuo Regno divino,perché potessimoamarti ed amarci,ovunque andremo, ovunque saremo.

|: La la lala la la :|la la lala la. Amen.

Gs cha cha cha

Dino Quartana (b 203; translation p. 296)

|: AEso

Des gs cha cha

A cha

l’hanno invenE

tato E7

f ra la Bassa e il A

m ar. :|

ASe te vuede reali

Ezar ,

se te vué impegAnar,

se vuoi gli uomini caE pir

e la vita aA

mar;

se vuoi Dsempre con gli uomini res

Atar

vieni a baiE

lar … gs cha cha Acha.

Eso es gs cha cha cha …

ASe t’imp

Duerta degli uomini e del

A mundo‚

se ami il tiempoE7

e l’eterniA

tà‚

se vuoi la D vita godere nel

Aprofondo‚

vieni a baiE

lar … gs cha cha Acha.

Eso es gs cha cha cha …

Gustate e vedete

J. Gelineau / Psalm 34 (33)(b 122)

Gustate e vedete com’è buono il Signor!

Benedico il Signore ogni momento,il suo nome mi è sempre sul labbro.In Jahvè si rallegra il mio cuore:ascolti l’umile e ne esulti.

Gustate …

Ringraziate con me il Signore,insieme celebriamo il suo nome.Io lo invoco e lui mi risponde,fa svanire ogni mio spavento.

Gustate …

È raggiante chi a lui si converte,la vergogna non è più sul suo volto.Il povero che grida Dio lo sente,e da tutte le sue angosce lo salva.

Gustate …

È accampato l’angelo di Jahvèvicino ai suoi fedeli e li soccorre.Gustate com’è buono il Signore;felice chi in lui si rifugia.

Gustate …

Voi che siete i suoi santi, temetelo:chi lo teme non manca di nulla.Il ribelle è spoglio, affamato;

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chi lo teme non manca di nulla.

Gustate …

Per il giusto vi è pena su pena,da tutte lo libera il Signore;Jahvè ne custodisce le ossa,non uno gli verrà spezzato.

Gustate …

Sia gloria ora e per sempreal Padre onnipotente,al Figlio risorto da morte,allo Spirito Santo d’amore.

Gustate …

Ho abbandonato

A. & R. Roscio, A. & G. Agape (b 174)

Ho abbandoGnat

G7

o dietro di C me

ogni paGura, ogni

Ddubbio perc

Ghé

una grande gioiG7

a mi sento in cCuor,

se penso a Gquanto è

Dbuono il mio Sig

Gnor.

Ha fatto i Gciel

Ci sopra di

G me‚

ha fatto il sole, il C mare, i

G fior;

D

ma il più bel D7 dono che

mi ha Gfatto

B7

il S iEmgnor

è Amstato la

Dvita ed il suo a

G mor.

Ho abbandonato dietro di meogni tristezza, ogni dolor;e credo ancora in un mondo chesarà diverso a causa del suo amor.

Se poi un giorno mi chiameràun lungo viaggio io farò,per monti e valli allora tutti io dirò:“Sappiate che è buono il mio Signor.”

Ho abbandonato dietro di meogni paura, ogni dubbio perchéuna grande gioia mi sento in cuor,se penso a quanto è buono il mio Signor.

Ho un amico


Ho un aE

mico F#m6/7

grande, G#m+

grande;F#m6/7

di più E

giusti F#m6/7

non ce G#m+

n’è: F#m6/7

mi ha doEnato

F#m6/7

tutto il G#m+

mondo,F #m6/7

è più E

forte anF#m6/7

che di un G#m+

re. F#m6/7

Se io E tremo

F#m6/7

lui è siG#m+

curo F#m6/7

e non Eha p

F#m6/7 G#m+

aura mai‚ F #m6/7

è l’aE

micoF#m6/7

più sinG#m+

cero‚F#m6/7

sai‚

e ti Esegue o

F#m6/7

vunque G#m+

vai. F#m6/7 E

Ho un amico …

F Però talvolta lo

Esfuggo

F

e voglio fare da E me,

F

ma crolla presto il mio E mondo

percDhé

F Lui è più forte di

E me.

Ho un amico …

Una volta io credevodi potere amare da me;non pensavo e non sapevoche non può nemmeno un re.

Ho un amico …

Però talvolta lo sfuggoe voglio fare da me,ma crolla presto il mio mondoperché Lui è più forte di me.

Ho un amico …

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F#m6/7 G#m+

o 3 4 1 o o o 3 4 1 o o========= =========| | | | | | | | | | | |-------------- --------------| | | • | | IV | | | • | |-------------- --------------| | | | | | | | | | | |-------------- --------------| • • | | | | • • | | |

I cieli


CNon so

Amproprio

G7 come

C far

per ringraziare il mio Signor:lui m’ha dato i cieli da guardare tanta gioia dentro al cuor.

Lui m’ha dato i cieli da guardar,lui m’ha dato la bocca per cantar,lui m’ha dato il mondo per amare tanta gioia dentro al cuor.

Si è curvato su di meed è disceso giù dal cielper abitare in mezzo a noie per salvare tutti noi.

Lui m’ha dato i cieli …

Quando un dì con lui sarònella sua casa abiterò,nella sua casa tutta d’or,con tanta gioia dentro al cuor.


Quando un dì con lui saremnella sua casa abiterem,nella sua casa tutta d’or,con tanta gioia dentro al cuor.


Il cielo è pieno di stelle

(b 200)

Il Dmcielo è

A pieno di

Dmstelle

Ache fan sog

Dmnare le

Gmcose più

Dmbelle,

più Abelle, più

Dmbelle.

Tu sogni e guardi lontano,vedi un gran fiume che scorre pian piano,pian piano, pian piano.

Sul fiume c’è una pirogae dentro questa c’è un negro che voga,che voga, che voga.

Intanto dietro la dunavedi spuntare pian piano la luna,la luna, la luna.

Il negro lascia il vogare,guarda la luna e si mette a cantare,cantare, cantare.

Ti prego, o madre luna,fammi trovare anche oggi fortuna,fortuna, fortuna.

Intanto dietro la dunavedi calare pian piano la luna,la luna, la luna.

Il disegno

A. Marani (b 171; English version p. 32;translation p. 297)

Nel Ammare del si

Dmlenzio una

Gvoce si

C Ealzò‚

da una Amnotte senza con

Dmfini una

Gluce

C Ebrillò‚

dove non F

c’era niente quel E

giorno.E7

AAmvevi scritto

D mgià il mio

Gnome lassù nel

C Ecielo‚

aAmvevi scritto

D mgià

la mia Gvita insieme a

Cte,

E

avevi F

scritto già di E

me.E7

E quando la tua mente fece splendere le stelle,e quando le tue mani modellarono la terra,dove non c’era niente quel giorno.

Avevi scritto già …

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E quando hai calcolato la profondità del cielo,e quando hai colorato ogni fiore della terra,dove non c’era niente quel giorno.

Avevi scritto già …

E quando hai disegnato le nubi e le montagne,e quando hai disegnato il cammino di ogni

uomol’avevi fatto anche per me.

Se ieri non sapevo, oggi ho incontrato te,e la mia libertà è il tuo disegno su di me,non cercherò più niente perché

tu mi salveAmrai.

Il giovane ricco

C. Chieffo 1966 (b 172)

DmLui stava parlando,

seduto Gmsopra i gra

Dmdini

di quella Gmcasa b

Dm ianca,

in mezzo a Gmtanti bam

Dmbini.

Erano Gmtutti su

Dmdati,

Pietro cerGmcava da

Dmbere;

c’erano Gm anche i sol

Dmdati;

io non riusGmcivo a ve

Dmdere.

|: Dm

Va’‚ Dm4

vendi tutto Gmquello che hai

Dme vi

Gmeni con

Dmme. :|

Mi feci avanti pian pianofinché non giunsi tra i primi,tenevo la testa bassae gli occhi fissi ai gradini.Lui continuava a parlare:sembrava dicesse a me.Guardavo fisso la terrae mi chiedevo perché.

Va’, vendi tutto …

Sentivo quelle parole,ma non volevo capire;poi mi riprese la follae non lo volli seguire.Lui stava parlando,seduto sopra i gradinidi quella casa bianca,in mezzo a tanti bambini.

Va’, vendi tutto …

Il mio volto

A. Mascagni (b 182;translation p. 298)

Mio EmDio, mi g

Amuardo ed ecco

Emscopro

che non ho B7

volto;

guCardo il mio

B7

fondo e vedo il Embuio

senza B7

fine.

EmSolo q

Duando mi ac

Gcorgo che

Dtu

Gsei,

Emcome un’

Geco ri

Csento

la Gmia

Cvoce

e riAmnasco

come il Em

tempo dal riAmcordo.

Perché Em

tremi mio Amcuor? Tu non sei

Em solo‚

tu non sei B7

solo;Em

amar non Amsai e sei a

Emmato,

e sei aB7

mato;Cfarti non

B7

sai e pur sei Emfatto

e pur sei B7

fatto.

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EmCome le

Dstelle su nei

Gcieli, nell’Essere tu

D f ammi

Gcamminare‚

Em f ammi

Gcrescere e mu

Ctare,

coGme la

Cluce

che cresci e Am muti

nei gEmiorni e nelle

Amnotti.

L ’Em anima

Ammia fai come

Em neve

che si coB7

loraCcome le

B7

tenere tue Em cime‚

al B7

sole del tuo AEmmor.

Il mistero

A. Sicari / G. Bracchi (b 183; English versionp. 33)

Chi acDmcoglie nel suo cu

Gmore

il voClere del Padre

Fmio

A

s aDmrà per me fra

Gmtello,

f raCtello, so

rella e

Dmmadre.

Con occhi Gm

semplici Avoglio guar

Dmdare

della mia Fvita sve

Clarsi il Mis

Ftero

là dove Fnasce pro

Afonda l’au

Dmrora

d’un’esisGmtenza chia

Amata al tuo

Dm amore.

M’hai conosciuto da secoli eterni,m’hai costruito in un ventre di donnaed hai parlato da sempre al mio cuoreperché sapessi ascoltar la tua voce.

Chi accoglie …

Guardo la terra e guardo le stellee guardo il seme caduto nel campo,

sento che tutto si agita e fremementre il tuo regno Signore già viene.

Se vedo l’uomo ancora soffrire,se il mondo intero nell’odio si spezzaio so che è solo il travaglio del partod’un uomo nuovo che nasce alla vita.

Chi accoglie …

Il monologo di Giuda


NonDm

fu per i trenta denari, ma per la speranza che

Lui, quel F

giorno,

aDmveva susci

Amtato in

Dm me.

Io ero un uomo tranGmquillo

C

vivevo bene del F

mio G

rendevo anche gli oFnori

alla Amcasa di

Dm Dio.

Poi un giorno venne quest’G

uomo C

parlò di pace e d’aF

more G

diceva ch’era il MesF

sia

il Ammio salva

Dmtore.

Non fu …

Per terre arate dal soleper strade d’ogni paeseci soffocava la follacon le mani tese.Ma poi passavano i giornie il regno suo non venivagli avevo dato ormai tuttoe lui mi tradiva.

Non fu …

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Divenne il cuore di pietrae gli occhi scaltri a fuggiremi aveva dato l’angosciae doveva morire.Appeso all’albero un corpoche non è certo più il mioora lo vedo negli occhi:è il Figlio di Dio.

Non fu …

Il nostro cuore

Roberto Grotti (b 187;translation p. 298)

E

Il nostro cuore D

non si è perduto,E

i nostri

passi

non D

hanno smarrito la tua E

strada.

Em

Né l’angosciC

a‚ né il dolore,Am

la paura B7

e la spada …Em

Mai il tuo sguardC

o fuggirò,G

la tua casa B7

lascerò.

Il nostro cuore …

Della morte, della vita,del presente, del futurola tua gente non ha paura,la tua rocca sta sicura.

Il nostro cuore …

Em

Col mio canto,Am

la mia gioia,G

con l’aAm

more e le paEm

roleEm

la tua gloria C

loderò,G

la tua forza B7

griderò.

Il nostro cuore …

Il popolo canta


AIl cantastorie

D7+

ha cominciato a racconAtare;

D7+ A

il tessitore D7+

ha cominciato a dipaAnare;

D7+ A

porta la calce, D7+

porta i mattoni il muraAtore;

D7+ A

cammina l’uomo D7+

quando sa bene dove anAdare.

D7+

|: AIl popolo canta

D

la sua liberazA

ione. D: |

Il cantastorieha cominciato a raccontare;il tessitoreha cominciato a dipanare;sento la vitache mi scoppia dentro al cuore;cammina l’uomoquando sa bene dove andare.

Il popolo canta …

D7+

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Il seme


Il SiEmgnore ha

Ammesso un

Em seme

nella B7

terra del mio giarEm

dino.

Il Signore ha Am

messo un Em seme

nel proB7

fondo del mio matEm tino.

Io apGpena me ne sono ac

Amcorto

sono B7

sceso dal mio balEm cone

e voClevo guardarci

Ddentro,

e voB7

levo vedere il Emseme.

Ma il Signore ha messo il semenella terra del mio giardino.Il Signore ha messo il semeall’inizio del mio cammino.

Io vorrei che fiorisse il seme,io vorrei che nascesse il fiore,ma il tempo del germogliolo conosce il mio Signore.

Il Signore ha messo un semenella terra del mio giardino.Il Signore ha messo un semenel profondo del mio mattino.

Il viaggio


Em

Fammi camminare anC

coraEm

ho perso tanto C

tempoG

e non credevo che D

fosse

così questo Em

viaggio.A Em

Ho incontrato per stradauomini con due facceche volevan rubarmi

la voglia e il coraggio.

Non ho A

più né padre né G

m adreA

e non son meglio di G

loro

e i bamDm

bini già grandi

ci guardano e chiedono un Em

segno.

|: G

La D

la A

lalala laEm

la G

lalala laD

la A

lalala laEm

la. :|

Quando prendemmo il mareero felice davveroti svelai tutto quelloche tu già sapevi:

la mia vita di prima,la voglia di cambiaree anche il nome di leiche tenevo segreto.

Tu ascoltavi tutti parlarepoi ci parlasti di tedi quel mondo lontano,lontano, lontano ma vero.

La la lalala lala …

Em

Poi caddi nel traAm7

nello Em

dell’odio e del poAm7

tere F

|: e credevo di essere fuori dal E

gioco. :|

Em

Ed ecco D

la citEm

tà G D Em

con le sue G

muD

ra Em

d’oro,G D Em

le sentiG

nelle D

sulle Em

torri,G D Em

fiorita D

d’alberi e giarEm

dini.G D Em

Io non l’avevo vista mai,eppure c’ero nato,ed era quella la città

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dove sarei tornato.

Così dentro la nottelasciai la compagnia|: non potevo più essere uno di loro. :|

Il sole del mattinomi trovò sulla stradaa rincorrere il tempoche avevo perduto.

Ho attraversato i monti,ho attraversato il maree ora voglio con tecontinuare il mio viaggio.

Io ti cerco in tutte le casea tutti parlo di tee quel mondo lontanolontano ora è sempre più vero!

La la lalala lala …

In chi

Stefano Pianori (b 175)

DmLa mia forza sta in

Gchi

mi sapB ffff

rà libeArare.

Dm

La mia forza sta in Gchi

mi ha salB ffff

vato dal Dmmale.

|: Dm

Lalala lala A mla la la

Dm la. : |

La mia fede sta in chiha sofferto per me.La mia fede sta in chiha pagato per me.

Lalala …

La mia pace sta in chiha un amore profondo.La mia pace sta in chiè il Signore del mondo.

Lalala …

La mia gloria sta in chiè alla destra del Padre.La mia gloria sta in chipresto ritornerà.

Lalala …

In comunione

(b 176)

SiDm

gnore, ti ringrazio perc C

hé tu hai voluto

che F

io sedessi a A

mensa con te,

e Dm

per il tuo corpo che in C

cibo mi hai dato

e F

per il tuo sangue che nel A

calice hai

versato.

AlDm

lora vA7

ieni con Dm

me‚ A7

in F

comuniC7

one con F

meDm

sino all’B ffff

eternitA

à Dm

Lala C7

lalala, F

lala A7

lalala, Dm

lala A7

lalala Dm

la.

Signore, per tutti i dolori che hai sopportato,per tutte le lacrime che hai versato,per tutte le gioie che non mi hai negato,per tutto l’amore che mi hai donato.

Allora vieni con me …

Inno delle scolte di Assisi


Squilla la tromba che già il giorno finì,già del coprifuoco la canzone salì.Su, scolte, alle torri,guardie armate, olà!Attente, in silenzio vigilate!Attente o scolte, su vigilate!

O nostri santi che in cielo esultate,vergini sante gloriose e beate,

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noi v’invochiam,questa cittàcol vostro amore salvate.Contro il nemico che l’anima tiene,contro la morte che subita viene,in ogni cuorsia pace e bene,sia tregua ad ogni dolor.Pace!

Squilla …

Io non sono degno


DmIo non sono degno di

Gmciò che fai per

Dmme‚

tu che ami tanto B ffff

uno come A7

me.DmVedi non ho nulla

Gmda donare a

Dmte‚

ma se tu lo vuoi A7

prendi Dmme.

DmSono come la polvere al

Czata dal

Dm vento‚

sono come la pioggia caCduta dal

Dm cielo.

FSono come una canna spez

Czata dall’ura

F gano

Dmse tu, Signore, non

A7

sei con Dmme.

Io non sono degno …

Contro i miei nemici tu mi fai forte,io non temo nulla e aspetto la morte.Sento che sei vicino, che mi aiuterai,ma non sono degno di quello che mi dai.

Io non sono degno …

Io ti offro

M. Giombini (b 177; translation p. 299)

AmIo ti

Goffro la mia

Amvita‚

Go mio Signore.AmIo ti

Goffro tutto di

Amme‚

tutto di Gme, tutto di

Amme.

FChiunque in te

Cspe

Dmra non resta

Amdeluso.

FChiunque in te

Cspe

Dmra non resta

E7

deluso.

Io ti offro …

|: Ci hai dato la vita tra i veri viventi. :|

Io ti offro …

La canzone della Bassa


In D

Bassa io Bmvado, io

Emvado allegra

Amente

e Dsono più fe

Bmlice di un

Emgrande presi

Adente,

e Dquando mi

Bmtrovo insi

G eme a quei bam

Embini

mi Dsento più

Agrande di Puc

Dcini.

La A7

lala lalaDlala la

Bmlala la

Emlalalala

Alala …

In Bassa io cerco, io cerco qualche cosa;non bastano i soldi, non basta la morosa.Io cerco qualcosa, qualcosa per la vitache non diventi mai arrugginita.

La lala lala …

In Bassa io trovo, io trovo un cuore nuovo,e allora verso gli altri leggero spicco il volo;la mia giornata è tutta una gran festa:spalanco sempre più la mia finestra.

La lala lala …

Allora in Bassa ritorno allegramente,l’umanità rinasce in me più dolcementee posso iniziar a giocar la mia partita:è inutile sfogliar la margherita.

La lala lala …

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La guerra


Dm

Nella mia guerra C

contro la falsiDm

tà

contro l’ingiustizia, C

contro la poverDm

tà

ho impaF

rato solC

tanto ad inganDm

nar me

stesso‚

ho impaF

rato solC

tanto la vilDm

tà.

La mia terra non l’ho difesa mai,sono fuggito ancora, io fuggo sempre sai.Ho imparato soltanto ad ingannar me stesso,ho imparato soltanto la viltà.

|: F

A questo A

mondo

non Dm

ci sarà C

dunque giusDm

tizia? :|

Ho trascinato tutti i pensieri mieinell’illusione di quello che vorrei.I nemici di un tempo tornano vincitori:è una guerra perduta per me.

Nelle mie mani non è rimasto cheterra bruciata, nomi senza un perché.I nemici di un tempo tornano vincitori:è una guerra perduta per me.

|: Con le mie maninon potrò mai fare giustizia! :|

Ora son solo a ricordare chemi son perduto quando ho creduto in me;resta solo il rimpianto di un giorno sprecatoe forse l’attesa di te;resta solo il rimpianto di un giorno sprecatoe certo l’attesa di te.

La nuova Auschwitz


Io suoDnavo il violino ad Auschwitz

mentre moC rivano gli altri ebr

Dei;

io suon a vo il violino ad Auschwitz

mentre ucciCdevano i fratelli m

Diei. (3x)

Ci dicevano di suonare,suonare forte e non fermarci mai,per coprire l’urlo della morte,suonare forte e non fermarci mai. (3x)

F|: Non è possibile

B ffff

essere come Dloro. :|

Nel mondo nuovoche ora abbiamo creatoc’è la miseriac’è l’odio ed il peccato. (3x)

Ora siamo tornati ad Auschwitzdove ci è stato fatto tanto malema non è morto il male del mondoe noi tutti lo possiamo fare. (3x)

|: Non è possibile essere come loro. :|

Ora suono il violino al mondomentre muoiono i nuovi ebrei;ora suono il violino al mondomentre uccidono i fratelli miei. (3x)

La pietra

A. Mascagni / Psalm 118 (117)(b 133; translation p. 300)

La Ampietra che i costrut

Dtori hanno scar

Amtato

Cora è

Dpietra ango

Emlare.

Dora è pietra ango

Amlare.

È Ammeglio rifu

Dgiarsi nel Sig

Amnore

Dche sperare negli

Amuomini.

È meglio rifuD

giarsi nel SigAmnore

Cche spe

Drare nei

Amprìncipi.

La pietra …

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AmTi rin

Dgrazio perc

Ghé mi hai esa

Amudito:

Dfosti per me la sa

Amlvezza .

La pietra scaD

rtata G

dai costrutAmtori

D ora è pietra ango

Amlare.

La pietra …

AmBene

Cdetto chi

Dviene nel nome del Sig

Amnore.

DVi benedic

Amiamo dalla

Dcasa del Sig

Emnore.

AmTu sei il mio

CDio, io

D ti ringrazie

Emrò‚

Bmmio

EmDio,

D ti esalt

E(m)erò.

La pietra …

La strada


È A

bella la strada per D

chi camA

mina.

È bella la strada D

per chi A

va.

È bella la strada che D

porta a A

c a sa

e dove ti asG

pettano A

già.

E A

gialla tutta la camD

pagnaA

ed ho già nostalgia di D

te E

ma dove vado c’è chi asD

pettaE

così vi porto dentro D

me.F E

È bella la strada …

Porto con me le mie canzonied una storia cominciataè veramente grande Dioè grande questa nostra vita.

È bella la strada …

La traccia

(b 218)

C’è una C

lunga, lunga Am

traccia

verso la F

terrG

a del C

sogno

dove Dm

canta l’G

usiAm

gnolo

nel chiaC

roG

r luC

nar.

C’è una lunga, lunga attesafinché ogni sogno s’avveried io possa alfin tornaresulla lunga traccia con te.

Lasciati fare


DLasciati

Afare

Dda Chi ti co

Anosce

Dlasciati

Afare

Dda Chi

Aa ma

Dte.

DIl Signore

Gsa perfino

Dquanti capelli hai

Asulla testa

Dil Signore

Gsa perfino

Di nomi

Adelle

Dstelle.

Lasciati fare …

Non ti affannare per saperecosa mangiare e cosa bereil Signore vesteanche i gigli del campo.

Lasciati fare …

Le ore discendono

T: G. Clericetti – M: A. Mascagni

Gm

Le ore discendonoCm

come barche Gm

lungo i fiumi

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Cm

ver so il mare d’eGm

terno,C

dove tu atG

tendi, SiC

gnoG

re.

G

La tristezza C

delle coseG

m’è compagna C

nell’attesaG

mi conduce C

fino a G

te.

I giorni discendonocome barche lungo i fiumiverso il mare d’eterno,dove tu attendi, Signore.

La dolcezza delle cosemi richiama dal peccatomi conduce fino a te.

Gli anni discendonocome barche lungo i fiumiverso il mare d’eterno,dove tu attendi, Signore.

La bellezza delle cosemi sorregge nel camminomi conduce fino a te.

O vita mia discendicome barche lungo i fiumiverso il mare d’eterno,dove tu attendi, Signore.

Liberazione n. 2

C. Chieffo 1973 (translation p. 301)

G#mNon mi basta sta

Dsera

G#m

un libro una canGmzone

F#m

o un amore di G#m donna

Am G#m

né può la confuGmsione

G#m

respingere la Gmnoia

F#m

di una vita manB7

cata .

Ma Etu, tu solo

F#mpuoi

riempire il vE

uoto della mia F#m

mente

aprire il G#m7

cuore di chi non B7

sente.

E poi gioEcare coi miei pe

F#mnsieri

farmi seG#m7

ntire come nato B7

ieri.

Non darò la mia vitaunica eppure vuotaalla politica idiotao ad un falso idealeinventato da me di cuiresto padrone e schiavo.

Ma tu …

Questo amore stranoè nato come un figlioche nessuno ha aspettato,ma perché proprio adessovogliam farci padronidi un amore donato?

Ma tu …

La la la la la …

Ma non avere paura


Ma non aEvere paura, non ti fermare

B7

mai

perché il mio aE

more è feC#mdele

e F#mnon fi

B7

nisce E

m ai.

EGuardo

B7 sempre

Edentro me

e non B7

vedo Ete‚

c’è ruB7

more Enel mio

C#mcuor

F#me non

B7

so percEhé.

Ma non avere paura …

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Non sapere cosa dirnon saper che far.“Fai silenzio dentro teed ascolta me.”


“Ogni volta che tu vuoitu mi troveraie l’amore mio, lo sainon finisce mai.”


Ma perché

C. Chieffo 1964

Ma perDm

ché‚ perché, perché

tu non ti A

lasci fare da Dmme?

Ma perché, perché, perché

tu non ti A

lasci amare da Dmme?

Tutte le Dmvol te che sono fuggito

col tuo caAvallo mi hai inse

Dmguito

ma il tuo cavallo correva più forte

e mi hai strapApato dalla

Dmmorte.

Ma perché …

Tutte le volte che ho preso un fioredal tuo giardino l’ho strappatoil fiore ha perso il suo colorenelle mie mani si è seccato.

Ma perché …

Tutte le volte che ho detto “io sono”tu mi hai spezzato le reni di schiantopoi mi hai donato il tuo perdonoe mi hai coperto col tuo manto.

Ma perché …

Magnificat

Valmaggi

L’anima mia magnifica il Signoree si allieta il mio spirito in Dio, mio Salvatore.

Ha guardato all’umile sua ancellae tutti i tempi mi diranno beata,poiché il Potente mi ha fatto grandi cosee santo, santo è il suo nome.

L’anima …

E il suo amore è nei secoli dei secolisu tutti quelli che han creduto in lui.Con il suo braccio egli compie meraviglie,I disegni distrugge ai superbi.

L’anima …

Ha rovesciato i potenti dai tronied ha innalzato gli umili di cuore,e gli affamati li sazia d’ogni bene,ma gli avidi rimanda a mani vuote.

L’anima …

Ha salvato Israele suo servoperché ricorda il suo patto d’amoreche aveva fatto un tempo ai nostri padri,ad Abramo e ai suoi figli per sempre.

L’anima …

Marta Marta


EmNon so proprio come fare

percB7

hé non capisco niEmente

io non sento più le voci

non B7

vedo la mia Egente.

EBuia era la notte e senza stelle

buia era la G#mnotte perc

B7

hé

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Ebuia era la notte e senza stelle,

veAdevi

B7

solo Emte.

Ma non vedi come sonoperché non mi vuoi aiutare?Vedi come sono stanconessuno mi sa ascoltare.

Buia era la notte …

Marta, Marta tu t’inquietie ti affanni per mille cosementre una sola è quellaè quella che vale.

Buia era la notte …… vedevo solo me.

Martino e l’imperatore


|: A9

Lala la la la la A7/9

la laA9

lala la la la la A7/9

la : |

1. A9

Ti diranno che tuo A7/9

padre A9

era un personaggio A7/9

strano A9

un poeta falA7/9

lito, A9

un illuso di un cristiA7/9

ano;

2. ti diranno che tua madreera una sentimentaleche pregava ancora Dio

mentre si dovrebbe urG

lare.Am

Am

Tu non credere Em

mai D

all’imperaAm

tore Em

anche se il suo nome è D

società

anche se si chiama oAm

nore

anche se il suo nome è D

popolo

anche se si chiama aAm

more.

3. Credi solo in nostro Padreche è venuto e che verràa portare la giustiziacontro la malvagità.

No non credere mai …

4. No non credere alla scimmiae alla sua casualità,tienti stretto alla mia manoanche se non ci sarà.

Lala la la la la lala …

A9 A7/9

x o 1 2 o o 3 o 1 2 o o========= =========| | | | | | | | | | | |-------------- --------------| | • • | | | | • • | |-------------- --------------| | | | | | • | | | | |-------------- --------------| | | | | | | | | | | |

Mattone su mattone


MatEtone su mattone

viene su la grande Acasa:

che fatica, che faB7

tica che si E

fa! PerB7

ché?

MatEtone su mattone

viene su la grande Acasa:

è il Signore che ci vB7

uole abiE

tar con te.

Ho Etante, tante

B7 cose,

tantissimo da Efare;

ho tutto il giorno pB7

ieno,

ho anche da studE

iare!

Ma in fondo, in fondo al cB7

uore,

non Ati scordare

B7 che:

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Mattone su mattone …

Ma fermati un momentoe provati a pensare:che cosa c’è che importadi tutto questo fare?E ti dirò un segretoch’è quel che fa per te:


Spalanca la tua portae prova a guardar fuori,e guarda tutti gli altriche stanno ad aspettareun poco del tuo tempoda fare a metà.


Metà dei miei mattoniio li regalo a te,per fare la tua casa,per far contento te:e intanto la mia casavien su tutta da sé.


Mi prendi per la mano

Mi prendi per la mano o mio Gesùcol Tuo poter sovrano guidami Tu.Dirigi i passi miei nel Tuo sentierla luce mia Tu sei, l’eterno ver.

La gioia e il dolore vengon da Tenel Tuo divino amore trovo mercé.A Te mi affido solo, o Salvatore trovo nel mio duolo conforto ognor.

S’addensi la bufera sul mio camminsia pur la notte nera Tu sei vicin.Con Te non ho timore mi guida Tuavvinci questo core a Te Gesù.

Miserere

A. Mascagni / Psalm 51 (50)(b 125)

EMiserere, miserere,

Amisere

Ere.

DavEmvero ho peccato solo

Amcontro te, mio

Em Dio‚

ed ho compiuto quello Amche ai tuoi occhi è

Emale.

Miserere …

Giusta è, Signore, la sentenza di condanna;retto e imparziale è il giudizio tuo divino.

Miserere …

Però non ti scordare ch’io nacqui nel peccato,che nelle colpe sono stato concepito.

Miserere …

Signore, per me crea un cuor nuovo edinnocente,

rifa’ indomato e più fermo il mio volere.

Miserere …

Narrano i cieli

Psalm 19 (18A)(b 118)

ANarrano i cieli la

Dgloria di Dio,

Al’opere sue pro

Ec lama il firma

Amento.

ACiascun giorno con

Dl ’altro ne parla,

Al’una notte con

El ’altra ne ragiona.

A Non v’è lingua, non vi

Dsono parole

Ache comprendano la

Esua grandezza.

Narrano …

La sua legge è in tutto perfettae rallegra l’anima mia:

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sono veraci i giudizi di Dio,sono preziosi più che l’oro ai miei occhi.

Narrano …

Per ogni terra ne corre la voce,ne giunge l’eco ai confini del mondo;è per questo che ti seguo con gioia:la tua parola è più dolce del miele!

Narrano …Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

Nel silenzio della notte

T: G. Clericetti – M: A. Mascagni

Nel siE

lenzio della notte

una B7

voce disse: E

canta.

Nel si

lenzio del mio cuore

una B7

voce disse: E

grida.

Nel

silenzio dei miei giorni

una

voce mi chiamò.

E

Come canteG#m

rò mio SigA

nore, mio B7

DioE

ora che il doG #m

lore mi disA

secca la B7

gola.E

CoE7

me canteA

rò mio SiF#7

gnore, mio E

DioE7

se la mia A

voce è spezF#7

zata dal E

pianto.A

Come canteB7

rò?

Nel silenzio della notteuna voce disse: guarda.Nel silenzio del mio cuoreuna voce disse: vedi.Nel silenzio dei miei giorniuna voce mi chiamò.

Come guarderò mio Signore, mio Dioora che il dolore ha fissato i miei occhi.Come guarderò mio Signore, mio Dio

se la mia vista è velata dal pianto.Come ti vedrò?

Nel silenzio della notteuna voce disse: offri.Nel silenzio del mio cuoreuna voce disse: ama.Nel silenzio dei miei giorniuna voce mi chiamò.

Tutto ti darò mio Signore, mio Dioora che il dolore m’ha chiamato per nome.Tutto t’offrirò mio Signore, mio Dioed il tuo amore io riscopro nel pianto.Ora canterò?

La la la …Nel silenzio dei miei giorniuna voce mi chiamò.

Noi non sappiamo chi era

A. Roscio – G. Roscio – A. Agape –G. Agape (b 185; Capo: 2nd Fret; translationp. 302)

AmNoi non sappiamo chi era,Cnoi non sappiamo chi

E fu‚

Amma

C Dsi fa

Amceva chia

Emmare Ge

Amsù.

AmPietro lo incontrò sulla

Griva del

Am mare‚

CPaolo lo incontrò sulla

Dvia di

E Damasco.

AmVieni, fra

Ctello:

Dci sarà un

Cposto,

Amposto

Emanche per

Amte.

Noi non sappiamo …

Maria lo incontrò sulla pubblica strada,Disma lo incontrò in cima alla croce.Vieni fratello: ci sarà un posto,posto anche per te.

Noi non sappiamo …

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Noi lo incontrammo all’ultima ora,io l’ho incontrato all’ultima ora.Vieni, fratello: ci sarà un posto,posto anche per te.

Ora sappiamo chi era,ora sappiamo chi fu:era colui che cercavi,si faceva chiamare Gesù.

Non c’è nessuno

Guido Clericetti – A. Mascagni(b 210; translation p. 302)

ANon c’è nes

Esuno che

Aa ma la

E luna

A come le

B7

stel le del Eciel!

ANon c’è nes

Esuno che

Aa ma la

E riva

A come le

B7

onde del E

m ar !

EAnch’io ti amo, lo

B7

sai:

vorrei Asempre restare con

Ete …

E invece devo parB7

tir:

ma l’aA

more non B7

deve fiEnir.

Non c’è nessuno …

Quanto ti amo, lo sai:vorrei sempre restare con te …Anche se tu partirai,resteremo insieme perché

quando tramonta lontano la luna,resta l’attesa del ciel;quando scompare lontano la riva,resta l’attesa del mar!

Non son sincera

A. Mascagni (b 186; translation p. 302)

Il Am

male che facci Dmo non è il mio

Am male‚

Emsono più

Am misera di

E7

quanto creAmdevo;

il male che ho dentr Dmo queste mie

Amossa

EmPadre, mi

Amtiene lon

E7

tano daAm te.

Am Passo il mio temp

Dm o‚ non son sin

Am cera.

Amo la gentDm e‚ non son sin

Am cera.

Vivo il preC+sent

Am7

e‚ non son sinD7/9

cera.Am Prego la

C+ser

Am7

a‚ non son siDm7 Emncera.

Il male che faccio …

Fammi incontrare chi sa soffrire,chi sa donare fino alla fine,chi è sincero, chi è realecolui ch’io possa almeno seguire.

Il male che faccio …

C+ Am7 D7/9 Dm7

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O dolce casa mia


O dolce casa miaver te vorrei volarbenché lontan io siavo’ sempre a te pensar.O casa mia dilettaquando ti rivedròil giorno il cuore affrettache a te ritornerò.O dolce casa miaquel giorno il cuore affrettache a te ritornerò.

Ma assai più dolce ancoraall’occhio del mio cuor,risplende la dimorache mi annunziò il Signor,Lassù l’errore tace

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lassù non v’ha dolor;lassù purezza e pace,lassù letizia e amor.O dolce casa mialassù purezza e pacelassù letizia e amor.

Parsifal (Canzone dell’ideale)

C. Chieffo (b 212)

Am Parsifal, Parsifal

Cnon ti fermare

Dme lascia sempre che

Amsia

la voce unica Cdell’ideale

Dmad indicarti la

Amvia.

Sarò con Gte

io ti ho Dmmesso una mano sul

Am cuore.

CSempre con

Gte‚

come un Dm fuoco che dentro non

Am Emuore.

Dm7

Non fermarti alla corte delle anime Em nane

Dm7

che ripetono i gesti e non sanno Em

capire.

Non salire al casDmtello dei giovani giusti

che adorano il Amsole:

è quel Fsole lo specchio di

G chi non si vuole

Amvedere.

Parsifal, Parsifal devi lottaredevi cercare dov’èil punto fermo tra le onde del maree quest’isola c’è.

Sarò con te …

Io sapevo da sempre che avresti traditomille volte in un giorno e poi mille altre

ancorama i tuoi occhi che cercano sono quelli di chi

si sorprende feritoe il mio braccio è più forte del male, più

grande dell’ora.

Parsifal, Parsifal non ti fermaree lascia dunque che siala voce unica dell’idealead indicarti la via.

Sarò con te …

Perdonami mio Signore

C. Chieffo 1964 (b 188)

PerEdonami, mio Signore, di

B7

tutto il male E

mio‚

perdonami, mio Signore, perB7

donami, mio E

Dio.

Senza diB7

te si spacca il cuore E

mio‚

bianco come la B7

morte, ti chiamo, o E

Dio.

Perdonami …

Com’è pesante il male, il male che ti faccioe com’ è duro il cuore: è freddo più del ghiaccio.

Perdonami …

No, non mi abbandonare e dammi la tua pace;sia tutta la mia vita solo ciò che ti piace.

Perdonami …

Pim-pam

Robi Ronza

Nella Ccasa là sul

Fla mon

Ctagna

un camino grande Fgrande

Csta,

nel camino grande Fgrande

Cgrande

un gran Amfuoco fuoco

Gfuoco

Cva.

Perciò “pim Cpam”

le scarpe “pim Ampam”

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di notte, fan Dmsul sentiero

di G pietre grosse;

“pim Cpam”

le scarpe “pim Ampam”

di notte, fan Dmsul sen

Gtiero co

Cs ì.

Nella casa là sulla montagnaun Signore grande grande sta,nella stanza verde viola biancatante sedie rosse gialle ha.

Perciò “pim pam” …

Nella casa là sulla montagnauna sedia a tutti tutti dà,a ciascuno toglierà le scarpe,tutti insieme poi si danzerà.


Nella casa là sulla montagnaun camino grande grande sta,nel camino grande grande grandepiù più fuoco fuoco fuoco va.


Povera voce

M. Campi, A. Mascagni (b 189; translationp. 303)

D

Povera Bm

voce Em

di un uomo A

che non D

c’è

la nostra Bmvoce,

Emse non ha

A più un

Dperché:

deve griBmdare,

Em deve implo

Arare

Dche il res

Bmpiro della

Gvita non

Em7 abbia

A fine.

Poi deve cantare perché la vita c’è,tutta la vita chiede l’eternità;non può morire, non può finirela nostra voce che la vita chiede all’Amor.

Non è povera voce di un uomo che non c’è,la nostra voce canta con un perché.

Preghiera a Maria

Daniele Semprini (b 189)

MaD

ria, tu che hai atteso nel siG

lenzio A

la tua parola per D

noi,

aG

iutaA

ci ad acD

coglieBm

re

il G

Figlio Em

tuo che ora A

vive in A7

noi.

Maria, tu che sei stata così dociledavanti al tuo Signor,

aiutaci …

Maria, tu che hai portato dolcementel’immenso dono d’amor,

aiutaci …

Maria, Madre, umilmente tu hai soffertodel suo ingiusto dolor:

aiutaci …

Maria, tu che ora vivi nella gloriainsieme al tuo Signor,

aiutaci …

Quando uno ha il cuore buono


Quando Cuno

Fha il cuore b

Cuono

non ha più paura di nGiente,

è feClice d’

Fogni

Ccosa,

vuole amare Gsola

Cmente.

Quante Cvolte t’ho chiamato per

G nome‚

quante Cvolte ho cercato di

Gte,

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ma tu Cfuggi e ti nas

Gcondi,

vorrei C

proprio saFpere perc

Ghé.

Quando uno …

Poco dopo è calata la notte,la tua voce ho sentito gridar;io ti dico: ritorna alla casa,il mio amore è più grande del mar.

Quando uno …

Tu hai sentito chiamare il tuo nome:non puoi certo scordarlo mai più.Su non fingere d’essere sordo,puoi rispondermi solo tu.

Quando uno …

Quant’è dolce o Salvatore


D Quant’è dolce, o Salvatore,

di seG

rvire a Ate!

D Ed offrire con amo

Gre

Dquesto c

Auore a

Dte.

DPrendi

Gpure la mia

Dvita,

io la Em

dono a Ate‚

Dla tua

Ggrazia m’hai

D Emlargita‚

D vivo

Adella

D fe’.

La tua vita per salvarmidesti con amor!Fa’ ch’io possa consacrarmitutto a te, Signor.

Prendi pure la mia vita …

Fa’ ch’io fissi il guardo miosempre e solo in te!Ch’io ti serva ognora, o Dio,

con costante fe’.

Prendi pure la mia vita …

Questo giorno

A. Mascagni (b 190)

Questo giorno l’ha fatto il Signor.

Terra, acqua, sole, luna, tenebre e luce,benedite nei secoli il Signor.Illumina le tenebre e l’ombra che ci avvolge,guida i nostri passi all’eterno amor.

Questo giorno …

Correrò sulla via dei tuoi comandiperché avrai dilatato il mio cuore.Tu, Signor, mi hai creato e formato:non voler abbandonare l’opera delle tue mani.

Questo giorno …

Aspetta l’anima mia il Signorepiù che le scolte l’aurora.L’anima mia si tiene a te vicinae la tua destra su di me si posa.

Qui presso a te


Qui presso a te, Signor, restar vogl’io!È il grido del mio cuor, l’ascolta, o Dio!La sera scende oscura sul cuor che s’impaura;mi tenga ognor la fe’, qui presso a te.

Qui presso a te, Signor, restar vogl’io!Niun vede il mio dolor, tu ’l vedi, o Dio!O vivo pan verace, sol tu puoi darmi pace;e pace v’ha per me qui presso a te.

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Rossa sera

Robi Ronza (b 215;translation p. 304; capo 3rd Fret)

Am

Rossa sera, Belo Horizonte,Dm

i miei occhi mai t’han guarAm

dato,E

ma il mio cuore t’ho regaAm

latoE

per gli amici che ci E7

han Am

lasciato.

Rosse labbra della tua amatao fratello perché hai lasciato?Lunghe ciglia della tua amata,bianche lacrime che han bagnato.

“Rosse labbra della mia amatain Brasile con me ho portato,di quel rosso ne ho coloratobianche labbra di non amato.”

Rossi abeti di Lombardia,rossi frutti delle vallate,terra nostra dimenticata:anche questa hai abbandonata.

“Rossi abeti di Lombardia,rossi frutti delle vallatein Brasile con me ho portato,terra rossa ne ho seminato.”

Rossa valle di quel mattino:Gesù Cristo ci ha giudicato.O fratello, ti ho ritrovato,terra rossa t’ha impolverato.

Rossa sera, Belo Horizonte,i miei occhi mai t’han guardato,ma il mio cuore t’ho regalatoper gli amici che ci han lasciato.

Sapete Voi

Sapete voi che c’è nel mondo una gran casa (3x)È la dimora di Nostro Signor!

Pieni di forza, di grazia, di gloria (3x)Nella dimora di Nostro Signor!

Se il Signore non costruisce la città

G. Maioli / Psalm 127 (126)(b 191)

DSe il Sig

Anore non

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F#m la città,

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Bmnoi mettiamo

E7

pietra su A7

pietra.DSe la nostra

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Bmfosse la sua

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Bmcamminiamo,

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camminiamo D

insieme.

D Cosa serve a

Gnoi lavo

Drare tutto il

Cgiorno,

Dper costruire

Gcose

Dmche non han va

Alore?

D Non sono

Galtro che

Dgioie di un

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D ma che poi sva

Gniscono, sva

Dmniscono

A7 come il

Dve

nto.

Se il Signore …

Cosa serve a noi piangere di dolore,ridere di gioia, giocare con un fiore,dare il nostro pane a chi muore sulla strada,se non speriamo solo nel suo amore?

Se il Signore …

Signor Signore salvaci tu

D. Stefani / J Gelineau / Psalm 130 (129)(b 137)

Dal profondo io grido a te:ascolta la mia preghiera.Oh, il tuo orecchio sia ben attentoal grido della mia voce!

Signor, Signore, salvaci tu.

Se ricordi, o Signore, i miei falli,o Dio, chi può avere pace?Ma da te nasce il perdono,per questo in te io confido.

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L’anima mia confida nel Signore,spero nella sua parola;come chi veglia e attende l’aurora,così io attendo il Signore.


Presso il Signore grande è la grazia,presso di lui copioso il perdono.Sì, il Signore riscatta Israele,perdona a ciascuno il suo fallo.


Sulla collina

C. Chieffo

E corEm

reva, correva il raD

gazzo sulla Em

collina

nere nuvole dietro le spalle e il sole sui D

fianchi‚

e corC

reva, correva, correva e voleva Em

vedere.

Solo il vento rompeva il silenzio e diceva paroleche battevano contro il suo petto e volevano

entraree correva, correva, correva e voleva vedere.

D

Dove sarà la mia casa e dove il C

sentiero

che ad essa conduce e quell’albero E

grande‚

e mi o pa dr e e mi a D

ma dr e , e la fe st a de i A

c ampi …

E correva, correva il pensiero sulla collinae saltava i giocattoli rotti e i tristi rimpiantie correva, correva, correva e voleva volare.

Dove mi sono perduto e come ho potutosmarrire

il sentiero e quell’albero grande,e mi o pa dr e e mi a mad r e, e l a fes ta n ei

c ampi …

Se il dolore sarà il tuo compagno sulla collinanon cambiarlo coi vuoti cervelli e gli stupidi

inganni,non fermarti ragazzo, ma corri, tu devi sapere.

La fatica sarà tua sorella sulla collina,meraviglia e stupore daranno la luce ai tuoi

occhi,non fermarti ragazzo, ma corri, tu devi sapere.

La sola cosa che voglio, la sola cosa che cercail mio cuore è abitar la tua casaper lunghissimi anni, per lunghissimi anni …

Ti adoro Redentore

(b 111) Hymn of Evening Prayer (Fridays)

Ti adoro, Redentore,di spine incoronato,per ogni peccatorea morte condannato.

Ti adoro, Gesù buono,schernito, schiaffeggiato,tu doni il tuo perdonoa chi ti ha flagellato.

Ti adoro, Gesù pio,in croce immolato;ripenso nel cuor mioche tu mi hai tanto amato. Amen.

Tu mi guardi dalla croce

Tu mi guardi dalla crocequesta sera mio Signor,ed intanto la Tua vocemi sussurra: “Dammi il cuor!”

Questo cuore sempre ingratooh, comprenda il tuo dolor,e dal sonno del peccatolo risvegli, alfin, l’Amor.

Madre afflitta, tristi giorniho trascorso nell’error;Madre buona fa’ ch’io tornilacrimando, al Salvator!

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Tu sei un Dio fedele


Signore, a te cantiamoun cantico di lode,o Dio, noi ringraziamol’immensa tua bontà.

Tu sei un Dio fedele per l’eternità.

Signore, la tua lucediriga i nostri passi,risplenda al nostro voltol’eterna verità.


Il dono del tuo amorerinnovi, o Dio, la vita,rinfranchi il nostro cuorela vera libertà.


Che sia la nostra vitaun segno del tuo amore,fiorisca in tutto il mondol’eterna carità.


Vedrò la bontà del Signor

E. Bosio / J. Gelineau / Psalm 27 (26)(b 121)

Il Signore è mia luce e mia salvezza:di chi avrò timore?Il Signore è difesa della mia vita:di chi avrò paura?

Vedrò la bontà del Signor nella terra dei vivi.

Una cosa al Signore domando,questa sola io cerco:abitare nella casa del Signoreogni giorno di vita.

Vedrò la bontà del Signor …

Mi nasconde nella Sua tendanel giorno di dolore;se mi abbandonano mio padre e mia madreil Signore mi accoglie.

Vedrò la bontà del Signor …

Viva la companì

AnEdavo sperduto senz’ombra d’amor –

Aviva la

B7 compa

Enì –

an

davo da solo e non c’era color –Aviva la

B7 compa

Enì. –

|: EViva la viva la

Aviva l’amor,

B7

viva la viva la Eviva la vi

C#mviva l’amor,

F#mviva la vi;

B7

viva la compaEnì! :|

Quand’ecco che un giorno io vidi il Signor –viva la companì –in un viso d’amico io vidi il suo cuor –viva la companì. –

Viva la viva la …

Cambiarono i giorni allora per me –viva la companì –non sono più solo c’è un altro con me –viva la companì. –

Viva la viva la …

Domani il mio cuore con mille sarà –viva la companì –e Cristo in mezzo a la comunità –viva la companì. –

Viva la viva la …

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ITALIAN FOLK SONGS

Ai preât le biele stele

From Friuli

Ai preât le biele stele,duçh i sants del paradis,che ’l Signûr fermi la guère,che il mio ben torni al pais.

Ma tu stele, biele stele,fa’ palese ’l mio destin;va daûr di che’ montagnelà ch’a l’è ’l mio curisin.

Alla mattina

Alla mattina quando il soles’alza e scominzia a levarse –lerì lerà –vardo le zime del Brentache le scominzia a ’ndorarse –lerì lerà. –Allora mi me ne vadosui crozi a rampegar.

|: Allor penso a ti,tesoro del me cor,che ti se ’n bel fiorellinfiorellin d’amor. :|

A mezzogiorno sulla zimadisno de buon appetito, –lerì lerà –vedo la valle che se stendelaggiù nell’infinito –lerì lerà –e vedo una casettasperduta in mezzo ai fior.

Allor penso a ti …

E alla sera nel rifugioprima de andarmene a letto –lerì lerà –vedo nel cielo una stellache la vol farme l’occetto –

lerì lerà –e due o tre nugole gelosele te nasconde a mi.

Allor penso a ti …

Bella ciao

Una matEmtina mi son alzato,

o bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao,

c iao.

Una matAmtina mi son al

Em zato‚

e ho troB7

vato l’invaEmsor.

O partigiano, portami via, –o partigiano, portami via,qui mi sento di morir.

E se io muoio da partigiano, –e se io muoio da partigianotu mi devi seppellir.

Seppellire sulla montagna, –seppellire sulla montagnasotto l’ombra d’un bel fior.

E le genti che passeranno, –e le genti che passerannodiranno o che bel fior.

E quest’ è il fiore del partigiano, –e quest’ è il fiore del partigianomorto per la libertà!

Bersagliere ha cento penne

Bersagliere ha cento penne,ma l’alpin ne ha una sola,un po’più lunga,un po’più mora,sol l’alpin la può portar.

Quando scende la notte buia,tutti dormon giù nella pieve,ma con la facciadentro la nevesol l’alpin non può dormir.

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Su pei monti vien giù la neve,la tormenta dell’inverno,ma se venisseanche l’infernosol l’alpin ci sta lassù.

Se dall’alto dirupo cade,confortate i vostri cuoriperché se cadein mezzo ai fiorinon gl’importa di morir.

Cjante il gjal

From Friuli

Al cjante il gjal,al criche il dì;mandi, ninine,mi tocja partì.

Ti prei, ben miò,non stà vaì,mandi, ninine,mi tocje partì.

Dove sei stato mio bell’alpino

Dove sei stato, mio bell’alpinoche ti gh’ha cambià colore?L’è stat l’aria del Trentinoche mi ha cambià colore.I tuoi colori ritornerannoquesta sera, a far l’amore.

E col cifolo del vapore

E col cifolo del vaporela partenza de lo mio amore;è la partenza de lo mio amorechi sa quando ritornerà.

Tornerò ’sta primaveracon la sciabola insanguinata;ma se ti trovo già maritataoi che pena, oi che dolor.

Oi che pena, oi che dolorela partenza de lo mio amore;

starò piuttosto senza mangiarema l’amore lo voglio far.

El capitan de la compagnia

El’è ferito e sta per morir,e manda a dire ai suoi alpiniperché lo vengano a ritrovar;e manda a dire …

I suoi alpini ghe manda a direche non han scarpe per camminar.“O con le scarpe o senza scarpei miei alpini li voglio qua.O con le …”

“Cosa comanda, sior capitano,che noi adesso semo arrivà?”“Io vi comando che il mio corpoin cinque pezzi sia taglià.Io vi comando …

Il primo pezzo alla mia patria,secondo pezzo al battaglion,il terzo pezzo alla mia mammache si ricordi del suo figliol;il terzo pezzo …

Il quarto pezzo alla mia bellache si ricordi del suo primo amor,l’ultimo pezzo alle montagneche lo fioriscano di rose e fior;l’ultimo pezzo …”

Era una notte che pioveva

Era una notte che piovevae che tirava un forte vento:|: immaginatevi che grande tormentoper un alpino che sta a vegliar. :|

A mezzanotte arriva il cambioaccompagnato dal capoposto:|: Ohi sentinella, ritorna al tuo postosotto la tenda a ri … a riposar. :|

Quando fui stato sotto la tendasentii un rumore giù nella valle,

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|: sentivo l’acqua giù per le spallesentivo i sassi a ro … a rotolar. :|

Mentre dormivo sotto la tendasognavo d’esser con la mia bella,|: e invece ero di sentinella,fare la guardia allo … allo stranier. :|

Ij dispiasì de noiautri alpin

A la matin bonoraan fan levè,an manda ’n piassa d’armia fè istrussion:an fan marcé an avantie peui ’n dré.A noj autri, pòvri alpini,fan mal ij pé.

Parapa, parapa, parapa, parapapapa.|: Sai nen perché ’m fam mal ij pè?Si marcia mal, si marcia mal sui marciape. :|Patasc-cin patasc-cian, che vita de can!Senza pan, sul pajon.San furmento, che ruina,semper semper disciplina:la gavetta e il gavettin,la giberna e il gibernin,|: la rivista del bottin :|e con sessanta lire al mese|: facciam le spese :|e con sessanta lire al mesefacciam le spese per tutti i dì.Attenti!

Al di dla cinquina,a ’n da i danèa ’n dan coi pover sòldpar pié d’fumé,ades peui che ij toscana son chèrsùnoj autri pòvri alpinnon fumèm pù.

Parapa …

A la festa del reggimentorancio special: a ’n dà i salamini

ch’anfé sté mal,a ’n dà la pasta süttasenza ’l formaj;noiautri pòvri alpinifan mal i cai!

Parapa …

Il testamento del capitano

Il capitan de la compagniae l’è ferito e sta per morir,|: e ’l manda a dire ai suoi alpiniperché lo vengano a ritrovar. :|

I suoi alpini ghe manda a direche non han scarpe per camminar.|: “O con le scarpe o senza scarpei miei alpini li voglio qua.” :|

“Cosa comanda, sior capitano,che noi adesso siemo arrivà?”|: “E io comando che il mio corpoin cinque pezzi sia taglià.” :|

“Il primo pezzo alla mia patria,secondo pezzo al battaglion,|: il terzo pezzo alla mia mammache si ricordi del suo figliol.” :|

“Il quarto pezzo alla mia bellache si ricordi del suo primo amor,|: l’ultimo pezzo alle montagneche lo fioriscano di rose e fior.” :|

In licenza

’Pena giunto al mio reggimentouna lettera vidi arrivar.Sarà forse la mia morosache si trova sul letto ammalà.

A rapporto, signor capitano,se in licenza mi vuole mandà.La licenza l’hai bell’è firmatase ritorni da bravo soldà.

Glielo giuro, signor capitano,che ritorno da bravo saldà.

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Quando fui vicino al paesele campane sentivo sonar.

Sarà forse la mia morosache ho lasciato sul letto ammalà.Portantina che porti quel morto,per piacere fermati qua.

Se da viva non l’ho mai baciataor ch’è morta la voglio baciar.L’ho baciata che l’era ancor calda,la spuzzava de grappa e de vin.Brutta porca, l’è morta ’mbriagaembriaga de grappa e de vin.

Joska la Rossa

El muro bianco, drio de la to casati te saltavi come un oseleto,Joska la rossa, pèle de bombassa,tute le sere prima de ’na in leto.Te stavi lì, co le scarpe rotete ne vardavi drio da j’oci morie te balavi alegra tuta la notee i baldi alpini te cantava i cori.

Oh … Joska, Joska, Joskasalta la mura!Fin che la dura, oh …Joska, Joska, Joskasalta la mura!Balla con mi! Oh …

Ti te portavi el sole ogni mattina,e de j’alpin te geri la morosa,sorela, mama, bocca canterina,oci del sol, meraviglia rosa.Xe tanto e tanto nù, ca te zerchemo,Joska la rossa, amor, rosa spanja.Ma dove sito andà?Ma dove andemo?Semo ramenghi. O morti. E così sia.

Oh … Joska, Joska, Joska …… fermate là.

L’è tre ore che son chi soto

L’è tre ore che son chi sotocon chitara e mandoline no sò capir nagotache no te vedo comparir.

Bùtete fòra, daghe ’n’ociadache gh’è soto ’l caro Bepin.

Gèri t’ho vista a Messa cantadacorpo de Baco, se te eri mai bela!Cò la drezza petenadate me parevi ’n anzolin.

Bùtete fòra …

Ogni volta che te rivedoa mi me ven el sbrisegoline no so capir negòtae più no dormo nè not’ nè dì.

Bùtete fòra …

La bella la va al fosso

From Lombardia

La bella la va al fosso,– ravanej, remolazzbarbabietol e spinazztrii palanch al mazz –la bella la va al fosso,al fosso a resentà;– ohé – al fosso a resentà.

E intant che la resenta– ravanej … –e intant che la resentaghe borla giò l’anel;– ohé – ghe borla giò l’anel.

La svalza gli occhi al cielo,– ravanej … –la svalza gli occhi al cielo,la vede il ciel seren;– ohé – la vede il ciel seren.

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La sbassa gli occhi al mare– ravanej … –la sbassa gli occhi al mare,la vede un pescator– ohé – la vede un pescator.

“Ohi pescator che peschi,– ravanej … –ohi pescator che peschi,ripescami l’anel;– ohé – ripescami l’anel.”

“Mi sì che te lo pesco,– ravanej … –mi sì che telo pesco,ma voeuri vess pagaa;– ohé – ma voeuri vess pagaa.”

“Ti do trecento scudi,– ravanej … –ti do trecento scudie ’na borsa ricamaa;– ohé – ’na borsa ricamaa.”

“Né oro né argento,– ravanej … –né oro né argento,ma voeuri on bel basin;– ohé – ma voeuri on bel basin.”

Nel mezzo della festa– ravanej … –nel mezzo della festaghe salta for so pà;– ohé – ghe salto for so pà.

“Papà, papà, perdonami,– ravanej … –papà, papà, perdonami,non lo farò mai più;– ohé – non lo farò mai più.”

La ceseta de Transaqua

From Trentino (translation p. 300)

As tu vist la ceseta de Transaqua,de Transaqua,

col Cimon de la Pala sora i copi? Oh!

La gh’ha i oci ciari come l’aqua,come l’aqua,e i cavei tuti driti e senza gropi, oh!

Sì, gh’ho vist la ceseta de Transaqua,de Transaquama ’l Cimon de la Pala no ghe xera, oh!

Sora i copi lustri de tant’aqua,de tant’aqua,se vedeva ’na nuvolona nera, oh!

Nella cesa cjanta Messa il prete,Messa il prete,sul Cimon de la Pala fis’cia il vento, oh!

|: Cosa importa se gh’ho le scarpe rote,scarpe rote?Mi te vardo e me sento il cor contento, oh! :|

La Dosolina

La Dosolina la va di soprala si mette a tavolinosolo per scrivere ’na letterinae per mandarla al Napolitan.

Napolitano l’è ’ndà a Bolognaa zercarse la morosa;la Dosolina povera tosaNapolitano l’abandonò!

Ma se ti trovo sola, solettaun bel baso te dariama se ti trovo in compagniate l’ho giurato … t’ammazzerò.

La leggenda della Grigna

L. Santucci – V. Carniel

Alla guerriera bella e senza amoreun cavaliere andò ad offrire il suore;cantava: “Avere te voglio, o morire!”Lei dalla torre lo vedea salire.Disse alla sentinellache stava sopra al ponte:

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|: “Tira una freccia in frontea quello che vien su.” :|

Il cavaliere cadde fulminato:ma Iddio punì l’orribile peccatoe la guerriera diventò la Grigna,una montagna ripida e ferrigna.Anche la sentinellache stava sopra il ponte|: fu trasformata in montee la Grignetta fu. :|

Noi pur t’amiamo d’un amor fedele,montagna che sei bella e sei crudele.E salendo ascoltiamo la campanad’una chiesetta che a pregar ci chiama.Noi ti vogliamo bellache diventasti un monte;|: facciam la croce in fronte:non ci farai morir. :|

La montanara

From Trentino

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tra Gbos

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un A7

cantico d’aD

mor.

2. “DLa montanara, ohé!”

si Gsente

Dcan

Atare,

cantiam la montanara

e chi non la Dsa?

“ La montanara, ohé!”

si sente canGtare,

cantiam la montaDnara

e A7

chi non la Dsa?

3. DLà su sui monti, tra i

E7

rivi d’arA7

gento

c’è una capanna cosparsa di Dfiori:

A7

era la Dpiccola,

Gdolce dimo

A7

ra di Soreghina,

la figlia del Dsol,

la Gfiglia

A7

del Dsol.

La rivista dell’armamento

E il cappello che noi portiamo|: sì, l’è l’ombrello, :|e il cappello che noi portiamosì l’è l’ombrello di noi alpin.

E tu biondina, capricciosa garibaldina trullalà,|: tu sei la stella, :|e tu biondina, capricciosa garibaldina trullalà,tu sei la stella di noi alpin.

E le giberne che noi portiamo|: son portacicche, :|e le giberne che noi portiamoson portacicche per noi alpin.

E tu biondina …

E lo zaino che noi portiamo|: quello è l’armadio, :|e lo zaino che noi portiamoquello è l’armadio di noi alpin.

E tu biondina …

E la gavetta che noi portiamo|: è la cucina, :|e la gavetta che noi portiamoè la cucina di noi alpin.

E tu biondina …

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E la borraccia che noi portiamo|: è la cantina, :|e la borraccia che noi portiamoè la cantina di noi alpin.

E tu biondina …

E le scarpette che noi portiamo|: son le barchette, :|e le scarpette che noi portiamoson le barchette di noi alpin.

E tu biondina …

Ed il fucile che noi portiamo|: è la difesa, :|ed il fucile che noi portiamoè la difesa di noi alpin.

E tu biondina …

E le stellette che noi portiamo|: son disciplina, :|e le stellette che noi portiamoson disciplina per noi alpin.

E tu biondina …

La penna nera che noi portiamo|: è la bandiera, :|la penna nera che noi portiamoè la bandiera di noi alpin.

E tu biondina …

E il pistocco che noi portiamo|: è il paga debit, :|e il pistocco che noi portiamoè il paga debit di noi alpin.

E tu biondina …

La Visaille

Lassù sulle montagne alla Visaillela terra è profumata dai fior,c’è un sol che non si può scordare maiche illumina la valle d’or.

|: Ma nel mister del bosco ner

canta un ruscel un ritornel. :|

Guardando il cielo blu alla Visaille,dei ghiacci e delle nevi il candor,il paradiso allor tu sognerai,lassù ritornerai col cuor.

|: Ma nel candor di nevi al solsi leva un cantico d’amor. :|

La la …

Ma nel candor …

Me compare Giacometo

DMe compare GiacometoA7

el gh’aveva un bel gaDleto,

quando el Gcanta sverze el

Dbeco,

A7

che ’l fa proprio inamorar.

E quando el G

canta el canta el canta

el verze el Dbeco el beco el beco

che ’l fa A7

proprio innamoD

r a r.

Un bel giorno la padrona,per far festa agli invitati,la ghe tira el colo al galoe lo mete a cusinar.

La ghe tira …

Le galine tute mate,per la perdita del galo,le gh’a roto el caponaroda la rabia che le gh’a.

Le gh’a roto …

Monte Canino

Non ti ricordi quel mese d’aprile,quel lungo treno che andava al confine,|: che trasportavano migliaia degli alpini,su, su correte: è l’ora di partir. :|

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Dopo tre giorni di strada ferrataed altri due di lungo cammino,|: siamo arrivati sul monte Canino,e a ciel sereno ci tocca riposar. :|

Se avete fame guardate lontano,se avete sete la tazza alla mano,|: se avete sete la tazza alla mano,che ci rinfresca la neve ci sarà. :|

Non più coperte, lenzuola, cuscini,non più l’ebbrezza dei dolci tuoi baci,|: solo si sentono gli uccelli rapacie da lontano il rombo del cannon. :|

Ninna nanna alpina

Dormi mia bella, dormi,dormi e fai la nanna,che quando sarai mamma,non dormirai così.

Dimmi chi mai t’ha fattoun viso così bello;l’ha fatto col pennellole mani di un pittor?

Tutti gli amanti passanoma tu non passi mai;ti voglio bene assai,voglio morir con te.

Dormi mia bella, dormisopra un letto di gigli,che quando avrai dei figlinon dormirai così.

Signore delle cime

C

Dio del G

cielo, SiAm

gnore delle Em

cime‚F

un nostro aC

mico hai Dm

chiesto alla Em

montagna.Am

Ma ti preghDm

iamo, ma ti G

preghiamoC

su nel paraEm

diso, F

su nel paraC

disoF

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daAm

re pF

er le C

tue monG

tagC

ne.

Dio del cielo, Signore delle cime,un nostro amico hai chiesto alla montagna.Ma ti preghiamo, ma ti preghiamouna stella alpina, una stella alpinalascia cadere dalle tue montagne.

Santa Maria, Signora della nevecopri col bianco tuo soffice mantelloil nostro amico, il nostro fratello.Su nel paradiso, su nel paradisolascialo andare per le tue montagne.

Stelutis Alpinis

From Friuli

Si tu vens cà sù tas cretis,là che lôr mi àn soterât.A l’è un splaz pien di stelutisdal mio sanc l’è stât bagnât.

Par signal une crosutea è sculpide ulì tal cret.Fra chès stelis nas l’arbute,sot di lôr jo duar cuiet.

Cjol sù cjol une stelute:je ’a ricuarde il nestri ben.Tu i darâs ’ne bussadute,e po plàtile tal sen.

Quant che a cjase tu sês solee di cûr tu preis par mè,il mio spirt atòr ti svole:jo e la stele sin cun tè.

Sul pajon


Il battaglione Aosta –sul pajon –è sempre sulle cime, –sul pajon –ma quando scende a valle –sul pajon –attente ragazzine!

Sul pajon de la caserma

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requiem aeternam e così sia,va’ a ramengo ti,to pare, to mare e to ziae la naja e compagnia,sul pajon, sul pajon , sul pajonde la caserma, sul pajon!

Il parrocco di Aosta –sul pajon –l’ha detto predicando: –sul pajon –“Attente ragazzine –sul pajon –che il ‘Quarto’ sta arrivando.”

Sul pajon …

Ma una delle più belle –sul pajon –ha detto piano, piano: –sul pajon –“Se il ‘Quarto’ sta arrivando –sul pajon –è quello che vogliamo!”

Sul pajon …

Sul ponte di perati

Sul ponte di peratibandiera nera:|: è il lutto degli alpiniche va alla guera. :|

È il lutto degli alpiniche va alla guera,|: la mejo zoventùche va sotto tera. :|

Quelli che son partitinon son tornati,|: sui monti della Greciasono restati. :|

Nell’ultimo vagonec’è l’amor mio,|: col fazzoletto in manoche mi dà l’addio. :|

Col fazzoletto in manomi salutava|: e con la bocca i bacila mi mandava. :|

Sui monti della Greciac’è la Vojussa,|: col sangue degli alpinis’è fatta rossa. :|

Alpini della Juliain alto i cuori,|: sui monti della Greciac’è il tricolore. :|

Ta-pum

Ho lasciato la mamma mia,l’ho lasciata per fare il solda’!

Ta-pum, ta-pum …

E domani si va all’assalto,soldatino non farti ammazza’.

Ta-pum, ta-pum …

Quando portano la pagnotta,il cecchino comincia a sparar.

Ta-pum, ta-pum …

Quando poi si discende al piano,battaglione non ha più solda’!

Ta-pum, ta-pum …Nella valle c’è un cimitero,cimitero di noi solda’.

Ta-pum, ta-pum …

Cimitero di noi solda’,forse un giorno ti vengo a trovar.

Ta-pum, ta-pum …

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Valsugana

From Trentino

|: Quando saremo fora,fora della Valsugana; :||: andarem trovar la mama,per veder, veder come la sta. :|

|: La mama la sta bene,il papà l’è amalato. :||: Il mio bel partì soldato,chi sa quando, quando tornerà. :|

|: Tutti me dis che l’u ’l sezà zecà n’altra morosa. :||: L’è ’na storia dolorosa,che mi cre-, mi credere non so. :|

|: Mi no la credo,ma se ’l fusse propi, propi vera. :||: Biondo o moro questa sera’n altro merlo, merlo troverò. :|

Alla fiera di mastro Andrè

From Abruzze

Alla D fiera di mastro Andrè

aggio cumA7

brat’ ’nu piffariDello:

piri, pi-A7

pì‚ lu piffariDello,

|: alla miGrè‚ alla mi

Drè‚

alla fiA7

era di mastro AnDdrè. :|

Alla fiera di mastro Andrèaggio cumbrat’ nu tamburiello:tiri, ti-tì, lu tamburiello,piri, pi-pì, lu piffariello,

alla mirè …

Alla fiera di mastro Andrèaggio cumbrat’ nu viulin’:ziu-ziu, lu viulin’,tiri, ti-tì, lu tamburiello,

piri, pi-pì, lu piffariello,

alla mirè …

Alla fiera di mastro Andrèaggio cumbrat’ ’na viola:za-za, la viola,ziu-ziu, lu viulin’,tiri, ti-tì, lu tamburiello,piri, pi-pì, lu piffariello,

alla mirè …

Alla fiera di mastro Andrèaggio cumbrat’ ’na trumbetta:pere, pe-pè fa la trumbetta,za-za, la viola,ziu-ziu, lu viulin’,tiri, ti-tì, lu tamburiello,piri, pi-pì, lu piffariello,

alla mirè …

Alla fiera di mastro Andrèaggio cumbrat’ ’na pistola:ta-ta fa la pistola,pere, pe-pè, la trumbetta,za-za, la viola,ziu-ziu, lu viulin’,tiri, ti-tì, lu tamburiello,piri, pi-pì, lu piffariello,

alla mirè …

Alla fiera di mastro Andrèaggio cumbrat’ ’nu fucile:pum-pum fa lu fucile,ta-ta, la pistola,pere, pe-pè, la trumbetta,za-za, la viola,ziu-ziu, lu viulin’,tiri, ti-tì, lu tamburiello,piri, pi-pì, lu piffariello,

alla mirè …

Alla fiera di mastro Andrèaggio cumbrat’ ’nu cannone:bum-bum fa lu cannone,

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pum-pum, lu fucile,ta-ta, la pistola,pere, pe-pè, la trumbetta,za-za, la viola,ziu-ziu, lu viulin’,tiri, ti-tì, lu tamburiello,piri, pi-pì, lu piffariello,

alla mirè …

Azzurro

Adriano Celentano

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tate tutto l’Am

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Sembra quand’ero all’oratoriocon tanto sole tanti anni fa,quelle domeniche da soloin un cortile a passeggiar.Ora mi annoio più di allora:neanche un prete per chiacchierar.

Azzurro …

Cerco un po’ d’Africa in giardino,tra l’oleandro e il baobab,come facevo da bambino,ma qui c’è gente, non si può più:stanno innaffiando le tue rose,non c’è il leone, chissà dov’è.

Azzurro …

Caruso

Lucio Dalla

AmQui dove il mare luccica

e tira Dm7

forte il vento,G7

su una vecchia terrazza E7

davanti al golfo di SurrAmiento,

un uomo abbraccia una ragazzadopo che aveva pianto,poi si schiarisce la vocee ricomincia il canto:

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saie‚ G7

ma tanto tanto Ambene sai.

È una caDm7

tena ormai G7

che scioglie il Esangue dint’e

Amvene sai.

Vide le luci in mezzo al marepensò alle notti là in America.Ma erano solo le lamparee la bianca scia di un’elica.

Sentì il dolore nella musica,si alzò dal pianoforte,ma quando vide la luna uscire da una nuvolagli sembrò più dolce anche la morte.

Guardò negli occhi la ragazza,quegli occhi verdi come il mare,poi all’improvviso uscì una lacrimae lui credette di affogare.

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Te voglio bene assaie …

Potenza della liricadove ogni dramma è un falso:che con un po’ di trucco e con la mimicapuoi diventare un altro.

Ma due occhi che ti guardanocosì vicini e veriti fan scordare le parole,confondono i pensieri.

Così diventa tutto piccolo,anche le notti là in America.Ti volti e vedi la tua vitacome la scia di un’elica.

Ma sì, è la vita che finisce,ma lui non ci pensò poi tanto.Anzi, si sentiva già felicee ricominciò il suo canto.

Te voglio bene assaie …

Che sarà

José Feliciano – Nicola di Bari

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Gli amici miei son quasi tutti viae gli altri partiranno dopo mepeccato, perché stavo benein loro compagniama tutto passa e tutto se ne va.

Che sarà, che sarà, che saràche sarà della mia vita, chi lo sa?Con me porto la chitarra,se la notte piangeròuna nenia di paese suonerò.

Amore mio, ti bacio sulla boccache fu la fonte del mio primo amoreti do l’appuntamento,dove e quando non lo soma so soltanto che ritornerò.

Che sarà, che sarà, che saràche sarà della mia vita, chi lo saso far tutto, o forse nienteda domani si vedrà;che sarà, sarà quel che sarà.

I coccodrilli

Ci son due Ccoccodrilli ed un o

Grangotango

due piccoli serpenti, un’Caquila reale,

il gatto, il C7

topo, l’elefante

non F

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|: C Lala

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“Il Signore arrabbiato il diFluvio manderà,

voi Cnon avete

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Gve

Crò!”

Ci son due coccodrilli …

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E mentre salivano gli animaliNoè vide nel cielo un grosso nuvolonee goccia dopo goccia a piover cominciò,“Non posso più aspettare: L’Arca chiuderò!”


E mentre continuava a salire il maree l’Arca era lontana con tutti gli animaliNoè non pensò più a chi dimenticò:da allora più nessuno vide i due liocorni.


Il ragazzo della via Gluck

Adriano Celentano

D Questa è la storia di uno di

A7 noi

anche lui nato per caso in via DGluck,

in una casa fuori citA7

tà‚

gente tranquilla che lavoDrava.

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e quella Bmcasa in mezzo al verde ormai, dove

s aDrà?

Questo ragazzo della via A7

Gluck

si divertiva a giocare con Dme

ma un giorno disse: “Vado in citA7

t à !”

E lo diceva mentre pianDgeva.

Io gli domando: “Amico, non sei

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corDtile!

“Mio caro amico – disse – qui sono natoe in questa strada io lascio il mio cuore!Ma come fai a non capire.È una fortuna per voi che restatea piedi nudi a giocare sui pratimentre là in centro io respiro il cemento.

Ma verrà un giorno che ritornerò ancora qui …e sentirò l’amico treno che fischia così: ‘wa,

wa’ .”

Passano gli anni, ma otto son lunghi,però quel ragazzo ne ha fatta di strada,ma non si scorda la sua prima casa,ora coi soldi lui può comperarla.Torna e non trova gli amici che aveva,solo case su case, catrame e cemento!

Là dove c’era l’erba ora c’è una città,e quella casa in mezzo al verde ormai dove

sarà!

La Battaglia di Magenta

L’era un bel dì la battaglia di Magenta,che bel veder cavalcare i cavalieri!Cavalieri! al passo! al trotto! al galoppo!Caricate! Con una mano …L’era un bel dì …caricate! Con una mano,con due mani …

L’era un bel dì …con un piede …

L’era un bel dì …con due piedi …

L’era un bel dì …con la testa …

La santa Caterina

|: La Gsanta Caterina –

piruDlin pirulin piru

Glin zum zum – :|

eDra figlia di un

Gre,

D G

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eGra figl

Dia di un

Gre,

D G

eDra figlia di un

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|: C figl

Gia

Ddi un

Gre. :|

|: Suo padre era pagano –pirulin … – :|sua madre invece no … (3x)

|: Un dì, mentre pregava –pirulin … – :|suo padre la scoprì … (3x)

|: “Che fai, o Caterina –pirulin … – :|in quella posa lì? …” (3x)

|: “Io prego Iddio mio padre, –pirulin … – :|che non conosci tu …” (3x)

|: “Alzati, o Caterina –pirulin … – :|se no ti ucciderò …” (3x)

|: “Uccidimi, mio padre, –pirulin … – :|ma io non m’alzerò …” (3x)

|: Al colmo del furore –pirulin … – :|suo padre la colpì … (3x)

|: E gli angeli in cielo –pirulin … – :|cantaron: “Gloria! …” (3x)

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ove la mamma mia ho Cm

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Tango delle capinere

T: B. Cherubini – M: C. A. Bixio 1928

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Il “bandolero” stancoscende la “Sierra” misteriosasul suo cavallo biancospicca la vampa d’una rosa.Quel fior di primaveravuol dire fedeltàe alla sua capineraegli lo porterà.

A mezzanotte va …

Dicitencello Vuje

(Capo 3rd Fret)

EmDicitencello a ’sta cumpagna

Am vosta

ch’aggio perC° duto ’o suonno e ’a fanta

Em sia …

ch’ ’a penzo Amsempe,

ch’è Btutt’’a vita

C E7

mia …

I’ nce ’o vvulesse Amdicere,

Am6

ma nun ce ’o ssaccio B7 Emdì …

’A voglio Ambene …

’A Bvoglio bene as

Emsaje!

C

Dicitencello Amvuje

B

ca nun mm’ ’a scordo Em

maje.

E’ na passAmione,

c cB

hiù forte ’e na caEmtena,

C

ca mme turmenta Am

ll’anema B…

e nun mme fa camEmpà! …

Dicitencello ch’è na rosa ’e maggio,ch’è assaje cchiù bella ’e na jurnata ’e sole …Da ’a vocca soja,cchiù fresca d’ ’e vviole,i’ già vulesse sènterech’è ’nnammurata ’e me!

’A voglio bene …

’A voglio bene assaje!Dicitencello vujeca nun mm’ ’a scordo maje.E’ na passione,cchiù forte ’e na catena,ca mme turmenta ll’anema …e nun mme fa campà! …

Na làcrema lucente v’è caduta …dicìteme nu poco: a che penzate?!Cu st’uocchie doce,vuje sola mme guardate …Levàmmoce ’sta maschera,dicimmo ’a verità …

Te voglio bene …Te voglio bene assaje …Si’ tu chesta catenaca nun se spezza maje!Suonno gentile,suspiro mio carnale …Te cerco comm’a ll’aria:Te voglio pe’ campà! …

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Era de maggio

T: S. Di Giacomo / M: M.Costa 1885(Capo: 2nd Fret)

Am Dm E Am

AmEra de maggio e te cadèano ’nzino,

a schiocche a schiFocche, li ccerase

E rosse …

DmFresca era ll’

Earia … e

Dm tutto lu

Eciardino

adduDmrava de

Crose a ciento

E Am passe …

AmEra de maggio, io no, nun mme ne

Dmscordo‚

na canGzone cantàvamo a doje

Cvoce …

DmCchiù tiempo

Epassa e

Dmcchiù mme

En’allicordo

fresca era ll’aria e la Dm

canzona Edoce …

AE diceva: “

A6

Core, core!A7+ core mio, luntano

E7

vaje, tu mme lasse, io conto ll’ore …

chisà quanno Dturnar

Araje!”

Rispunnev’io: “A6

TurnarraggioA7+

quanno tornC#m

ano li Drrose …

si stu Bm

sciore Dtorna a

Am aggio,

F #m

pure a E

m aggio io stòngo A A7 ccà …

si stu Bm

sciore Dtorna a

C#mmaggio,

D

pure a A

m aggio io E

stòngo Am

c c à .”

E sò’ turnato e mo, comm’a na vota,cantammo ’nzieme lu mutivo antico;passa lu tiempo e lu munno s’avota,ma ’ammore vero no, nun vota vico …De te, bellezza mia, mme ’nnammuraje,si t’allicuorde, ’nnanz’a la funtana:Ll’acqua, llà dinto, nun se sècca maje,e ferita d’ammore nun se sana …

Nun se sana: ca sanata,si se fosse, gioja mia,’mmiez’a st’aria ’mbarzamata,a guardarte io nun starrìa !E te dico: “Core, core!core mio, turnato io sò’ …Torna maggio e torna ’ammore:fa’ de me chello che vuò’!Torna maggio e torna ’ammore:fa’ de me chello che vuò’!”

A6 A7+

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Funiculì funiculà

T: Giuseppe Turco – M: Luigi Denza

AisFsera, Nanninè, mme ne sagliette

|: tu C7

saie adFdò? :|

Addò sto core ’ngrato cchiù dispiette

|: farC7

me non Fpò. :|

AAmddò llo

E7

fuoco Am coce,

E7

ma si Amfuje

|: te E7

lassa Amstà. :|

E Cnon te

G7

corre appC

riesso, G7 non te

Cstruje

|: soG7

lo a guarCdà. :|

|: C7

Jammo, jammo ’ncoppa, jammo jà,

jammo, jammo ’ncoppa, jammo F

jà‚

funicAm

ulì funicDm

ulì funicAm

ulì funicuB ffff

là.

’Ncoppa jammo F

jà‚ funicC7

ulì funicuF

là. :|

Nè, jammo: da la terra a la montagna|: no passo ’n c’è. :|Se vede Francia, Proceta, la Spagna|: io veco a te. :|Tirate co lli fune nnitto, nfatto

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|: ’ncielo se va. :|Se va comm’a llo viento, a l’antrasatto,|: guè, saglie, sà. :|

Jammo, jammo …

Se n’è sagliuta, oi nè, se n’è sagliuta,|: la capa già. :|È ghiuta, pò è tornata, e pò è venuta,|: sta sempre cca! :|La capa vota vota attuorno, attuorno,|: attuorno a te. :|Llo core canta sempe no taluorno|: sposammo, oi nè! :|

Jammo, jammo …

Luntane cchiù luntane

From Abruzze (translation p. 301)

A

Pe cantà sta chiarità

’ncore me sente treBm

mà!

Tutte stu ciele stelE

late,

tutte stu Bm

mare che E

me fa sugA

nà.

Ma pe ’tte, sole pe ’tteesce dall’anima me,mezz’a stu ciele, stu mare,nu cantemente che ’nze po tenè.

|: A

Luntane, cchiù lunC#m

taneD

de li lu(D#°)

ntane A

stelle,(F#)

Bm

luce la luce cchiù A

belleE

che me fa ’ncore canA

tà. :|

Marinà, s’ha da vugàtra tutta sta chiarità,cante la vele a lu vente,nu cante granne che luntane và:

tu la si ddove vo’ i’st’aneme pe’ ne’ murì

bella paranze, luntane’nghe sti suspire tu ni’ da menì.

Luntane …

Chiarità, tu fi ’ncantàst’anema nate a sugna,la luntananze cchiù ccaresopr’ stu mare che ffà suspirà.

Marinà, s’ha da vugàtra tutta sta chiarità:luce luntane la stelle,sta paranzelle mò hà da vulà.

Luntane …

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Malafemmena

Totò 1951

Si avisse fatto a ’Dnato

chello ch’e fatto a Em

mme

st’ommo t’avesse A Emacciso

e vA

uò sapè peccD

hé?

Pecché ’ncopp’a sta Dterra

D#°

femmene comme aEm Gm te

nun ce hanna sta pe’ n’D

ommo E7

onesto comme a A7

mme!

DFemmena, tu si na mala

D7+

femmena …

chist’uocchie ’e fatto D7 D#°chiagnere …

lacreme e ’nfamiEmtà.

AFemmena, si tu peggio ’e na

Emvipera

m’he ’tussecata l’Aanema,

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nun pozzo cchiù camD

pà.A

DFemmena, si ddoce comme ’o

D7+

zucchero

però sta faccia d’D7 D#°angelo

te serve pe’ ’nganEm

nà …GFemmen

Gma‚ tu si ’a cchiù bella

D femmena

Bm

te voglio bene e tEm’odio,

A

nun te pozzo scurDdà …

Te voglio ancora benema tu nun saie pecchè,pecchè l’unico ammoresi stata tu pe’ mme …E tu pe’ nu capricciotutto ’e distrutto, ojnè.Ma Dio nun t’ ’o perdonechello ch’ ’e fatto a mme!

Femmena …

D#° D7+

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Mandulinata a Napole

Tagliaferri – Murolo (b 206)

AmSera d’E

Dmstà!

EPusilleco lu

Amcente

Dmcanta canzone, e ad

Amdora d’

Eerba ’e

Am mare …

Voglio ’e ppaDmrole

Ecchiù d’ammore

F ardente:

Gvoglio ’e pparole cchiù gentile e

C care‚

Dmpe’ ddì: “Te voglio

Ambene …” a

E7

chi me A sente.

AMa d’ ’e pparole cchiù carnale e

Bm ddoce‚

ne sceglio sulo tre: “Te voglio Ebene …”

AmBella, ’int’ ’o core

Dmtuio sacc’ io chi

Am Dm tiene

Amchi sta ’int’ o core

Dmmio saie pure

E tu …

P’ ’o mare ’e A

NapuleDm

quant’armoA

nia!

Saglie ’ncielo e ’ncielo Esentono

tutt’ ’e stelle ’a voce Amia :

Dmvoce, ca

Atènnera

’st’ amE7

more Afa.

Am

Notte d’Està! Se so’ addurmute ’e ccase …e ’o cielo, a mmare, nu scenario ha stiso …Stai ’mbracci’ a mme, nnucente so’ ’sti vase …bella, stanotte, te so’ frato e sposo,stanotte Ammore e Dio songh’una cosa …

Canta: e d’ ’o suonno Napule se sceta,ridono ’e vvocche ca se so’ vvasate …tutt’ ’e suspire ’e tutt’ ’e nnammuratesuspirano, stanotte, attuorno a tte.

P’ ’o mare ’e Napule …

Mare nostre

T: L. Illuminati – M: A. di Fazio 1923

CMare nostre,

mare che crij stu Gcore

Fnapassione d’amore

che mGme fî ’ncan

C tà.

Mare bbelle,sopr’a sta bbella paranzel’aneme di luntananzese mett’a ssugnà.

C Voga,

G voghe, mari

F nare,

voga, C voghe

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pe stu G m are,

che nen F dorme e suspire nghe

G mmè.

Mare chiare,mare de latte e d’argente,ogne ddulore e tturmenteme vuije scurdà.

Mare granne,come nu ciele stellatetremà ’ssa luce ’ncantatelu core me fà.

Voga, voghe …

Mare nostre,mare de ggioje e de feste,è tutta luce ssa veste,tutta chiarità.

Mare bbelle,damme ssa veste lucente,famme de luce e de ventee ffamme vulà.

Voga, voghe …

Maruzzella

AmOhè! Chi sente?

E chi mo canta apprEiesso a me?

Ohè! Petramente

s’affaccia ’a lunaAmpe’ vedè!

Pe’ tutta sta mDm

arina

’a Procida e RAm

esinaDmse dice: guarda

Ellà

’na femmeE ffff

na che E

fa!

MaruzAm

zella, Maruzze!

T’he miso dint’a lluocchie ’o Dm

mare

e m’he E7

miso ’npietto a me ’nu dispiAm

acere.

’Stu Dmcore me fai sbattere

chiù forte ’e l’onne quanno ’o cielo è Am

scuro:Dm

primma me dice sì,

po’ doce doce me Amfai murì.

MaruzE

zella MarruAm

zze!

’O sole mio

Che bella E

cosa è na jurnata ’e F#m

sole

l’aria è seB

rena doppo na temE

pesta!

Pe’ ll’aria fresca me pare già na A

festa …Am

Che bella E

cosa na jurB

nata ’e E

sole.

Ma n’atu E

sole cchiu bello, ’e F #m

te‚

’o sole B

mio sta nfronte a E

te!

’O Am

sole, ’o sole E

mio

sta nfronte a B

te, sta nfronte a E

te!

Lucèno ’e llastre d’a fenesta toia;’na lavannara canta e se ne vantae pe’ tramente torce, spanne e canta,lucèno e llastre d’a fenesta toia.

Ma n’atu sole …

Quanno fa notte e ’o sole se ne scenne,me vene quasi ’na malincunia;sotto ’a fenesta toia restarriaquanno fa notte e ’o sole se ne scenne.

Ma n’atu sole …

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’O surdato ’nnamurato

C

Staje luntana G 7

da stu C

core

eDm

a te volo Am7

cu’ ’o penDm

ziero:G

niente G7

voglio e niente Am

speroF

ca teC

nerte sempe afG

fianco a C

me!F

Si’ sicura ’e chist’ amE

moreAm

comm’ i’ Am7

so’ sicuro ’e E

te …G7

|: G7

Oje – C

vita, oje vita G

mia

oje G7

core ’e chistu Am

core

si’ A7

stata ’o primm’ amDm

more

’o primmo e ll’C

ultimo sarG7

raje pe’ C

me! :|

Quanta notte nun te veco,nun te sento int’ a sti braccia,nun te vaso chesta faccia,nun t’astregno forte mbraccia a me?Ma scetannome ’a sti suonne,mme faje chiagnere pe’ te …

Oje – vita …

Scrive sempe e sta’ cuntentaio nun penzo che a te sola:nun penziero mme cunzola,ca tu pienze sulamente a me …’A cchiù bella ’e tutt’ ’e bellenun è maje cchiù bella ’e te!

Oje – vita …

Reginella

Bovio / Lama

Te si Gfatta na vesta scu

(G7+)llata‚

nu cappiello cu ’e D°nastre e cu ’e

Am rrose …

stive ’mmiez’a tre o quattro scianDtose

e parAmlave fran

Dcese … è accus

Gsì?

Fuje ll’autrBmiere ca

F#7 t’aggio ’ncun

Bm (Bffffm)trata

fuje ll’autrAiere a Tu

A7 leto ’gnor

Dsì …

T’aggio vuluto Gben

Bm Ame a te!

Tu mm’hê vuluto beneD a

Gme!

Mo nun ce amammo

cchiùBmma ê vvote

Am tu

distrattamente, A Dpienze a

Gme!

Reginè, quanno stive cu mico,nun magnave ca pane e cerase …Nuje campàvamo ’e vase, e che vase!Tu cantave e chiagnive pe’ me!E ’o cardillo cantava cu tico:“Reginella ’o vò bene a stu rre!”

T’aggio vuluto bene a te!Tu mm’hê vuluto bene a me!Mo nun ce amammo cchiù,ma ê vvote tu, distrattamente,chiedi ’e me!

Oje cardillo, a chi aspiette stasera?nun ’o vvide? aggio aperta ’a cajòla!Reginella è vulata? e tu vola!vola e canta … nun chiagnere ccà:T’hê ’a truvà na padrona sincerach’è cchiù degna ’e sentirte ’e cantà …

T’aggio vuluto bene a te!Tu mm’hê vuluto bene a me!Mo nun ce amammo cchiù,ma ê vvote tu,distrattamente, cerchi ’e me!

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Sicilianedda mia

Lu suli sinni vadomani turna;si minni vaiu iunun turno chiù.

Sicilianedda mia,Sicilianedda,si minni vaiu iunun turno chiù.

Silenzio cantatore

Lama – Bovio (b 216)

AmZitta, stanotte nun

Dmdicere niente,

Ecademe ’mbraccia, ma

Am senza parlà …

DmDòrmeno ’e

Gccose nu

Csuonno lucente …

nu Dmsuonno ’e ’na notte d’es

Età:

MaArì‚ dint’ ’o si

Elenzio

– silenzio cantaF#mtore –

nun te C#

dico parole d’amD

more,

ma t’ ’e Addice ’stu

Em are pe’

A me!

Am

Dimme: stanotte si’ tutta d’ ’a mia?Ll’uocchie tuoie belle me diceno ’e sì …No, cu ’sta luna, nisciuna buscia’sta vocca busciarda pò dì!

Marì …

Torna a Surriento

Gianbattista de Curtis – Ernesto de Curtis(translation p. 306)

Am

Vide ’o mare quant’ è bello!Dm

Spira tantu sentiAm

mento,F

comme tu a chi tiene Am

mente,

E

cascetato ’o faje sunA

nà.

Guarda, gua’ chistu ciarBm

dino;E

siente, sie’ sti sciure aA

rance:

’nu profumo accussì Bm

finoE

dinto ’o core se ne A

va …

E tu dice: “J’parto, adBm

dio!”E

T’alluntane da ’stu F

core …

Da la Dm

terra de l’amAm

more …E

Tiene ’o core ’e nun turnA

nà?

Ma nun me lasBm

sà‚ E

nun darme stu turA

miento!Dm

Torna a SurAm

riento,E

famme camAm

pà!

Vide ’o mare de Surrientoche tesoro tene ’nfunno;chi ha girato tutt’ o munnonun l’ha vista comm’a ccà.Guarda attuorno ’sti serene,ca te guardano ’ncantatee te vonno tantu bene …Te vulessero vasà.E tu dice: “J’parto, addio!”T’alluntane da ’stu core …Da la terra de l’ammore …Tiene ’o core ’e nun turnnà?

Ma nun me lassà …

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FRENCH SONGS

Abraham

A. M. Cocagnac (Capo: 2nd Fret;translation p. 293)

AbraEm

ham faut t’en aller

laisse B7

là ces gens tranEm

quilles‚

prends ton B7

bâton et puis Emfile

et va-t-B 7

en de ta maiEmson.

Abrah am faut t’en aller,

laisse B7

là ces morts tranEm

quilles‚

xprends dans B7

ta main l’EvanEmgile

et va-t-B 7

en de ta maiEmson.

Va-Emt-en,

va dans le déAmsert,

chercher la lumiA7

ère

qui est auprès de DmDieu,

B7

mais:

Abraham faut t’en aller …

Va-t-en,va-t-en sans détour,marche jusqu’au jour,tiens la main de Dieu, mais:


Alorstu verras brillerdans le ciel d’étédes semences d’or, mais:


Alouette

DAlouette,

Agentille alou

Dette,

alouetteA

je te plumeDrai:

Dje te plumerai la tête,Aje te plumerai la

Dtête,

Det la tête,

Aet la tête,

Dalouette,

Aalouette …

Doh oh,

Aoh oh!

Alouette gentille alouette,alouette je te plumerai:|: je te plumerai le nez, :||: et le nez, :||: et la tête, :|…

… le cou… le dos… les jambes… les yeux… les ailes

Champs Elysées

Je me G

baladais sur l’B7

Avenue

le Em7

cœur ouvert à l’G7

inconnu,

j’aC

vais envie de G

dire bonjour

à n’Am7

importe D7

qui.

N’imG

porte qui et B7

ce fut toi,Em7

je t’ai dit n’imG7

porte quoi,

il C

suffisait de G

te parler

pour Am7

t’appriD7

voisG

er.

G

Aux B7

Champs ElyEm7

sées,G7

C

aux G

Champs ElyAm

sées,D7

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G

au soleil, B7

sous la pluie,Em7

à midi ou G 7

à minuit,C

il y a tout ce que G

vous voulez

aux A7

Champs ED7

lysG

ées.

Tu m’as dit: “J’ai rendez-vousdans un sous-sol avec des fousqui vivent la guitare à la maindu soir au matin”.Alors je t’ai accompagnéon a chanté, on a danséet l’on n’a même pas penséà s’embrasser.

Aux Champs Elysées …

Hier soir deux inconnus,et ce matin sur l’avenuedeux amoureux tout étourdispar la longue nuit,et de l’Étoile à la Concorde,un orchestre à mille cordes,tous les oiseaux du Point du Jourchantent l’amour.

Aux Champs Elysées …

Chant de Pénitence

A. M. Cocagnac (translation p. 295)

Am

Oh‚ si tu savais combien je t’Dm

aimeE

tu retournerais, JérusaAm

lem.

Et le poids de tes péchés eux-Dm

mêmesE

te ramènerait, JérusaAm

lem.

Am

Nous ne sommes pas meilleurs que nos pèresE

les enfants d’IsraAm

ël.

Nous ne sommes pas meilleurs que nos

pères‚

E

nous sommes bien paAm

reils.

Oui, C

nous avons pécG

hé‚

et nous avons tricC

hé!

Nous avons tout gâcG

hé‚

et nous t’avons lâcC

hé. E7

Am

Nous ne sommes pas meilleurs que nos

pères‚E

les enfants d’IsraAm

ël.

Oh, si tu savais …

Nous ne sommes pas meilleurs que saint Pierrelorsque le coq chantait.Nous ne sommes pas meilleurs que saint Pierremais lui, il en pleurait!Oui, nous t’avons banniet nous t’avons trahi,et nous avons rougid’être de tes amis.Nous ne sommes pas meilleurs que saint Pierrelorsque le coq chantait.


Nous ne sommes pas meilleurs que les autresmalgré nos prétentions.Nous ne sommes pas meilleurs que les autresbien que nous le croyions.Mais pourtant quand tu veuxil passe dans nos yeuxune lueur de feu,et c’est un jour radieux.Et nous sommes alors plus proche des autresmalgré nos divisions.Et nous sommes alors plus proches des autreset nous te retrouvons.


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Chevaliers de la table ronde

|: D Chevaliers de la table ronde,

dites-A

moi si le vin est Dbon. :|

|: Dites-G

moi, oui, oui, oui,

dites-D

moi, non, non, non,

dites-A

moi si le vin est Dbon. :|

|: S’il est bon, s’il est agréablej’en boirai jusqu’à mon plaisir. :|J’en boirai, oui ….

|: Et les pieds contre la murailleet la tête sous le robinet. :|Et les pieds, oui …

|: Quand je meurs je veux qu’on m’enterredans une cave où il y a du bon vin. :|Quand je meurs, oui …

|: Et les quatre plus grands ivrognesporteront les quatre coins du drap. :|Et les quatre, oui …

|: Sur mon tombe je veux qu’on inscrive:“Ici gît le roi du buveurs.” :|Sur ma tombe, oui …

La samaritaine


1. C

En rentrant en GaliléeFque la route est

Clongue,

G7

Jésus vint à CSamarie,

Fmon

G7 C ami.

AmComme il était

Dmfatigué

G7

par la route Clongue,

Fil s’assit là

Csur un puits,

G7

mon aCmi.

Ce n’est pas le Gpuits

qui est G7

trop proCfond,

Fc’est la

Ccorde,

G7

c’est la Ccorde,

Fc’est la

Ccorde,

G7

qui ne va pas au Cfond.

2. Ses amis l’ayant quittéque la route est longueune femme vint à lui,mon ami.De l’eau elle voulait puiserque la route est longue,Jésus lui en demande aussi,mon ami.

Ce n’est pas le puits …

3. Comme elle était étonnéeque la route est longue,Jésus doucement lui dit:Mon amie,si tu voulais t’abreuverpour la route longueune eau vive est sans prix,mon amie!


4. Mais elle dit: comment puisercar la route est longuedu bord jusqu’au fond du puits,mon ami?Une corde il nous faudraitune corde longuepour l’eau qui nous fait envie,mon ami.


5. Jésus dit: en véritési la route est longue,il est une source ici,mon amie,

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jaillie pour l’éternitépour la route longuejaillie du cœur du Messie,mon amie.


Oh doux pays de Chanaan

A. M. Cocagnac (b 261; translation p. 303)

Oh! Em

doux pays de ChanaAm

an‚

qu’il est G

long le chemin vers B7

toi,

Oh! Em

doux pays de ChanaAm

an‚

doux paG

ys de B7

notre esEm

poir.

Le Em

temps me G

semble Am

long et B7

gris

au Em

souvenAm

ir de F#7

ce doux paB7

ys‚

mais Em

cette G

nuit nous Am

partiB7

rons

pourEm

le pAm

ays de B7

la moisEm

son.

Oh! doux pays …

J’entends le son des tambourinsmenant la danse jusqu’au matin,en souvenir du doux agneaudont le sang pur coula à flots.

Oh! doux pays …

Nous passerons des nuits d’effroidans un désert glacé de vents froismais la Nuée est à l’entourpour nous brûler d’un feu d’amour.

Oh! doux pays …

Dans le matin d’un jour radieuxsalut enfin, aux portes des cieux,là pour toujours nous chanteronsle grand Hallel de la moisson.

Santiano

Fisher – Plante – Aufray

C’estEm un fameux trois-

Gmâts, fin comme un

Doiseau

Hisse et Emho! Santi

Dano!

AmDix-huit nœuds, quatre

Dcent

Bmtonneaux‚

je suis Emfier d’y

Dêtre

Emmatelot.

Tiens Embon la

Gvague et tiens bon le

D vent‚

Hisse et Emho! Santi

Dano!

Am Si Dieu veut, toujours

Ddroit

Bmdevant‚

nous iEmrons jusqu’

Dà San

EmFrancisco.

Je pars pour de longs mois, en laissant Margot,Hisse et ho! Santiano!D’y penser j’en ai le cœur gros,en doublant les feux de Saint Malo.

Tiens bon la vague …

On prétend que là-bas l’argent coule à flotsHisse et ho! Santiano!On trouv’ l’or au fond des ruisseaux:j’en ramènerai plusieurs lingots.

Tiens bon la vague …

Un jour, je reviendrai chargé de cadeaux,Hisse et ho! Santiano!Au pays, j’irai voir Margot,à son doigt, je passerai l’anneau.

Tiens bon le cap et tiens bon le flot,Hisse et ho! Santiano!Sur la mer qui fait le gros dos,nous irons jusqu’à San Francisco.

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Seigneur où es-tu?

A. M. Cocagnac (b 262) (translation p. 305)

Em

Où donc es-Am

tu‚ D

Seigneur de G

Gloire?Em

Car dans mon Am

cœurB7

c’est la nuit Em

noire.

Où donc es-Am

tu‚ D

Dieu de nos G

Pères?Em

Car dans nos Am

cœur sB7

plus de luEm

mière.

Je te Em

cherche sur les B7

routes

où l’on Em

voit des B7

affamEm

és.

Je te cherche dans les B7

villes

où l’on Em

voit des B7

rassasiE

és.E7

Je te Am

cherche dans le doute,

dans des F#7

yeux noyés de Bm

pleurs.

Et je Em

me tiens à l’éBm

coute,

pour senG7

tir battre ton F#7

cœur.

Où donc es-tu …

Je te trouve sur la faced’un enfant en sa candeur.Je te trouve sur la placeoù tu loues tes vendangeurs.Je sais bien qu’on peut te liredans les yeux d’un baptisé.Je te vois dans le sourirede l’ami qui a pardonné.

Reviens vers nous,Seigneur de Gloire,car dans nos cœurs,

c’est la nuit noire.Reviens vers nous,Dieu de nos Pèreset mets nos cœursdans ta lumière.

Si Dieu ne nous aimait pas


Si Dieu Ane nous aimait

Epas

il n’aurait pas fait la Aterre;

si Dieu ne nous aimait Epas,

il n’aurait pas fait tout Aça.

1. Tout Dça à No

Aël‚

un Bmsoir dans une é

Atable.

Tout Dça à No

Aël‚

quandBm il nous vint du

Aciel.

Si Dieu ne nous aimait pas …

2. Tout ça en plein jour,il vint parler aux pauvres.Tout ça en plein jouril leur dit son amour.


3. Tout ça dans la nuit,un soir de grande angoisse.Tout ça dans la nuit,trahi par ses amis.


4. Tout ça sur la Croix,un jour avant la Pâque.Tout ça sur la Croixquand il ouvrit ses bras.


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5. Tout ça un matin,quand on vint sur sa tombe.Tout ça un matin,quand il ressuscita.

Sur le pont d’Avignon

DSur le pont

Ad’Avignon

Dl’on y danse

Al’on y

danse.

DSur le pont

Ad’Avignon

Dl’on y danse

Atout en

D rond.

Les Dbeaux messieurs font comme ci,

et puis encore Acomme

D ça.

Sur le pont d’Avignon …

Les belles dames font comme ci …

Et les soldats font comme ci …

Les cordonniers font comme ci …

Les blanchisseurs font comme ci …

Les musiciens font comme ci …

Vent fin

Vent fin, vent du matin,vent qui souffle au bout des sapins,vent qui chante, vent qui danse,vent, vent fin

Vieux pèlerin

(b 265; Capo: 3rd Fret; translation p. 306)

Vieux pèleAmrin qui

Dmvaga

Ambonde,

je suis parDmtout un

Fétran

E7

ger,

mais je suis Amsûr qu’en l

Dm’autre

Ammonde

Dieu va m’ofDmfrir où

Emme lo

Amger.

Je vais là-bas reCvoir mon

Dmpère,

fini pour Ammoi de c

Chemi

E7

ner.

A l’autre Am bord de

Dm la riv

Amière‚

maison à Dmmoi je

Emvais trou

Amver.

J’achèverai bientôt ma route,j’entends tous proches les Jourdains:la mort n’a rien que je redoute,j’y masserai tous mes chagrins.Je vais là-bas revoir ma mère,près d’elle enfin me consoler,sur l’autre bord de la rivièreà la maison me reposer.

Voici la fin de mes souffrances,et le repos pour mon vieux corps,voici venir la récompensepar Dieu promise à mes efforts.Je vais là-bas parmi les anges,en oubliant mes vieux soucis,passer mon temps, passer en louange,dire à Jésus sans fin merci.

Zachée


C’éCtait un petit bon

G7 homme

qui avait nom ZacC

hée,

était haut comme trois G7

pommes

et il était douanC

ier.

Un C7

douanier de trois Fm

pommes

n’a pas d’autoriCté.

Mais pour voler les Fm

hommes,

on G#

dit qu’il Fms’y entend

G7

ait.

ZacC

hée descend donc, le SeigG7

neur t’attend

ZacC

hée descend donc, il est G 7

l à;

ZacC

hée descend donc, le SeigC7

neur t’atFmtend

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ZacC

hée ouvre G7

lui ta maiCson!

Mais un jour il entend direque Jésus va passer,et il s’en va sans rien direun arbre escalader.L’arbre qui se balancene peut pas te cacher,car Jésus s’avances’invite à déjeuner.

Zachée descend donc …

Et quand fut finie la fêteJésus le regarda.Et lui, en baissant la tête,bientôt il se leva.Pourquoi baisser la tête,Jésus a tout compris:tu rembourse tes dettes,et tous tes vols aussi.


Et tous les pharisiens blêmesépanchaient leur aigreur.Ils criaient tous: au blasphèmed’absoudre un tel pécheur.La maison d’un pécheurquel drôle de palais!Oui, mais c’est dans son cœurque Zachée l’a logé.


SPANISH SONGS

Adiós con el corazón


AdiAós con el cora

E7 zón

que con el alma no pA

uedo;

al despedirme de Eti

de sentimiento me mA

uero.

Tú seE7

rás el bien de mi A alma,

tú seE7

rás el bien de mi A vida ,

tú seErás el pájaro

A pinto

que alegre E canta por la ma

Añana.

Ahora es Tiempo

Me sacude, como a todos un deseo del corazón,que me pide ir hasta el fondo, y me exige una

razón.Sin preguntas no hay respuestas, así que salí a

buscar.Si me mantengo en la huella la verdad me

encontrará.

Y quiero ver el sol de un nuevo amanecer,que construiremos juntos, unidos por la fe.Y quiero ver el sol que alumbre una vez mas,el destino del hombre es un largo caminar.

Ahora es tiempo, siempre es tiempo de empezaruna vez mas,

de asumir todos lo riesgos, de vivir con libertad.No tenemos miedo al mundo, el mundo es

nuestro lugar.Siendo muchos somos uno, verdadera

humanidad.

Aire castellano-leonés

AAire que me lleva el aire,

aire Eque el aire me

Alleva;

a ire que me lleva el aire,

aire Eque el aire me

Alleva.

Daire que me lleva el

Aaire,

el aiEre de mi mo

Arena;

Daire que me lleva el

Aaire,

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el aiEre de mi mo

Arena.

AEl aire de mi morena,

el aiEre de esa mu

Ajer;

el aire de mi morena,

el aiEre de esa mu

Ajer;

Dy yo como soy del

Aaire,

del aiEre me enamo

Aré;

Dy yo como soy del

Aaire,

del aiEre me enamo

Aré.

Aire que me lleva el aire …

Aunque no haga falta el aguapon el cántaro a la fuente;aunque no haga falta el aguapon el cántaro a la fuente,por ver aquellas mocitasque son guapas y valientes;por ver aquellas mocitasque son guapas y valientes.


En medio la plaza estoynadie me puede echar fuera;en medio la plaza estoynadie me puede echar fuera;y aquí cantamos nosotros,salga el sol por donde quiera;y aquí cantamos nosotrossalga el sol por donde quiera.


Cambiar al hombre

Claudia Álvarez (b 222; translation p. 294)

C Cambiar, cambiar al

Fhombre,

darle a Gla vida un sen

Ctido.

AmReconocer en no

Dmsotros

una hisGtoria y un des

Ctino, ay, ay, ay,

A7

ay.

Correr el rDm

iesgo, ay, ay, Gay.

Ser hombres nuCevos, ay, ay, ay,

Am ay.

Correr el rDm

iesgo, ay, ay, Gay.

Ser hombres nuCevos.

F G C

CEs encuentro inevi

Ftable,

nadie Gse puede esca

Cpar.

AmEs respuesta a las pre

Dmguntas

para quiG en quiera encont

Crar

Eel sentido más pro

Ffundo

de toda D7

esta realiG dad.

El que quiFera

Goír que

Coiga,

¡todo Ggrita la ver

Cdad!

Gay, ay, ay, ay,

Cay.

Cambiar, cambiar …

Dios se muestra por el mundoen las cosas cotidianas.Se va entrando en el misteriopor la búsqueda anhelada,a través del compromisocon la realidad creada.Tiempo al tiempo en el caminopues la espera no es parada.


Ser signos verdaderosen el mundo los más simples,de esta realidad más grandeque te hace nacer de nuevo.El vacío se superay al miedo lo vence el riesgo.Dios se propone a nosotrosy nos cambia por adentro. Ay ay ay .

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Carbonero

DMadre, mi carbo

Anero no vino

D anoche‚

y le estuve espeArando hasta las

D doce.

CarDbón, carbón, carbón.

Carbón de encina y A D

picón‚

carbón de enA

cina, picón de oDlivo;

niña boAnita vente con

Dmigo.

Madre, mi carbonero viene de Vélezy en el sombrero trae cuatro claveles.

Carbón, carbón …

Tiene mi carbonero en el sombreroun letrero que dice: “¡Cuánto te quiero!”

Carbón, carbón …

Chan Chan

F. Repilado (Buena Vista Social Club)(Capo: 2nd Fret)

|: De Am Alto Cedro

Cvoy para Marcané,

D7/9

luego a Cueto Evoy para Mayarí.

Am :|

C D7/9 E

AmEl cariño

Cque te tengo

D7/9

no te lo pueEdo negar

Amse me sale

Cla babita

D7/9

yo no lo puedo Eevitar.

Am C D7/9 E

AmCuando Janica

Cy Chan Chan

D7/9

en el mar cerníEan arena

Amcomo sacu

Cdía el ‘jibe’

D7/9

a Chan Chan le daba pena. Am C D7/9 E

AmLimpia el cami

Cno de paja

D7/9

que yo me quieEro sentar

Amen aquel tron

Cco que veo

y D7/9

así no pueEdo llegar.

Am C D7/9 E

|: De Alto Cedro voy para Marcané,luego a Cueto voy para Mayarí. :|

D7/9

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Cielito lindo

(b 225)

|: Ay, A

ese lunar que tienes,

cielito lindo, junto a la E

boca,

no se lo des a n

a die, cielito lindo,

que a mí me A

toca. :|

|: Ay, ay, ay, D

ay, E

canta y no A

llores,

porque cantando se aE

legran

cielito lindo los coraA

zones. :|

|: El pájaro que abandona,cielito lindo, su primer nido,si lo encuentra ocupado, cielito lindo,bien merecido. :|

Ay, ay …

|: De la Sierra Morena,cielito lindo, vienen bajandounos ojitos negros, cielito lindo,de contrabando. :|

Ay, ay …

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Cómo

Cómo imaginar,que la vida sigue igual,cómo si tus pasosya no cruzan el portal.

Cómo pretenderesta realidad,cómo si hasta ayerbrillaba el cielo en tu mirar.

Cómo consolara la rosa y al jazmín,cómo si tu risaya no se oye en el jardín.

Cómo he de mentirlesque mañana volverás,cómo despertarsi tu no estas.

Como busca


Como Embusca el

Ctierno in

B7

fante

afliC

gido y Ampesa

B7

roso,

el desEmcanso y

Cel re

B7

poso

en el Cseno

B7

materEmnal

|: Así B7

yo desde que Embrill a

la luz B7

blanca de la auEmrora

vengo a Ambuscar, oh Se

Gñora,

Dtu pro

Emtección

B7

celesEmtial. :|

Compañía hacia el destino

Oscar Clemotte

Dm Compa

Cñeros

B ffff hacia el des

Atino,

Dmaventu

Creros

Fde libertad,

Gm descubridores

Dm de una memoria,

E7 renovadores de

Ahumanidad.

|: Siguiendo huellas del Hombre nuevo,con valentía y seguridad,desafiando viejas culturascon el anuncio de libertad.

Un Dgran camino

Bmpor recorrer

y Guna historia que

Dcontinuar,

lleEm

vando al A

mundo nuesDtra espe

Bmranza,

lleEm

vando paz belA

leza y verdad.A7

Un gran camino por recorrery una historia que continuarllevando al mundo el cien por uno,

lleEm

vando A

f raterniD(m)

dad. :|

Cuando de mi Patrona


DCuando de mi Patrona

D#

voy a la erDmita

se me hace cuesta abajo D#

la cuesta aDrriba.

|: Y cuando Gbajo, y cuando

Dbajo

se me hace cuesta aArriba la cuesta a

Dbajo. :|

No sé no sé qué tiene mi Virgencita,no sé no sé qué tiene cuando me mira.|: Que son sus ojos como luceros:Ay, que pudiera siempre mirarme en ellos. :|

Dos Cocodrilos

Están dos cocodrilos y un orangutándos víboras pequeñas, y un águila realel gato, el topo, el elefante, no falta más

ninguno,pero no se les ve a dos unicornios.La, la, la … la, la, la

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Un día Noé en la floresta anduvoy en torno a sí vinieron los animales“El Señor está enojado un diluvio mandarála culpa no es vuestra, yo los salvaré”.

Están dos cocodrilos …

Y en tanto se embarcaban los animalesNoé mira en el cielo un grueso nubarróny gota sobre gota ya la lluvia comenzó:“No pudo ya esperar; y el arca se cerró.”


Y mientras continuaban subiendo las aguasel arca muy distante y con los animalesNoé ya no pensó a quién pudo olvidar;y desde entonces nadie vio a los dos unicornios.


El está aquí

Designio

De una Asola pa

A4

labra Atodo

y todo A7

dice una sola paDlabra.

Ya no hay Acosa que

A4

nos sea exA

traña,

se nos ha dado toEdo cono

Acer.

E

Ya ni el tiempo tiene su momentoni el espacio sus cosas de paso.En El todo tiene un solo centro,en El vivimos y nos movemos.

AEl

D E7

esDtá aq

Auí

D E7 D

AEl

D E7

esDtá aq

Auí

A7

como el día priDmero

E

como aquello más nuAevo.

D E7 D

AEl

D E7

esDtá aq

Auí

D E7 D

AEl

D E7

esDtá aq

Auí

A7

y es la misma hisDtoria

E

que nos toma aAhora

A7

contigo y conDmigo, aquí …

E

hasta la eterniAdad.

D E7 D A

A4 E7

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El mar

Clara Fontana / Rafael Andreo 1999

Cuando nace el ríoentre el valle y la montañael tenue sonidodel agua que brotadice ya:el mar, el mar.

Al bajar con fuerzaRío joven por las rocasen tu blanca espumaun grito incansable:¡Dónde está!El mar, el mar.

Perdido en la llanurabusco donde descansartu rostro amigodespierta un deseocasi dormido:el mar, el mar.

Cual gaviota blancavolando sin frenola estela de tus alassostenga mi vuelo.Al fin de la vidacumplido el caminode tu mano, amigo,Arribe a la mar.

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El Rey

Yo sé bien que estoy afuera,pero el día en que yo me muerasé que tendrás que llorar,|: ¡Llorar y llorar! :|

Dirás que no me quisiste,pero vas a estar muy triste,y así te vas a quedar.

Con dinero y sin dinero,hago siempre lo que quiero,y mi palabra es ¡la ley!

No tengo trono ni reina,ni nadie que me comprenda,¡Pero sigo siendo el Rey!

Una piedra en el camino,me enseñó que mi destino,era rodar y rodar|: ¡rodar y rodar! :|

Después me dijo un arriero,que no hay que llegar primero,sino hay que saber llegar.

Con dinero y sin dinero,hago siempre lo que quiero,y mi palabra es ¡la ley!

No tengo trono ni reina,ni nadie que me comprenda,¡Pero sigo siendo el Rey!

El Señor es mi fuerza


| :Em El Se

Amñor es mi fu

Emerza

mi Bmroca y salva

Emción. :|

Tu me Cguías por sendas de justicia,

me enseñas la verGdad.

Tu me Cdas el valor para la lucha,

sin miedo avanzaGré.

B7

Iluminas las sombras de mi vida,al mundo das luz.Aunque pase por valles de tiniebla,yo nunca temeré.

Yo confío el destino de mi vidaal Dios de mi salud.A los pobres enseñas el camino,su escudo eres Tú.

El Señor es la fuerza de su pueblo,su gran Libertador.Tú le haces vivir en confianza,seguro en tu poder.

Entre a mi pago sin golpear(La Chacarera)

P. R. Trullenque – C. Carabajal

E Am E Am

Fue F

mucho mi penar

andando lejos del Cpago.

D4

TanDto correr pa’ llegar a ningún

Clado.

EY estaba donde na

Amcí

lo que busBcaba

Epor al

Amlí.

E Am E Am

Es oro la amistadque no se compra ni vende.Sólo se da cuando en el pecho se siente.No es algo que se ha de usarcuando te sirva y nada más.

Así es como se danen la amistad mis paisanos.Sus manos son pan cacho y mate cebado.Y la flor de la humildadsuele sus ranchos perfumar.

La vida me ha prestao’y tengo que devolverlacuando el Creador me llame para la entrega.

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Que mis huesos, piel y salabonen mi suelo natal.

La luna es un terrónque alumbra con luz prestada.Sólo al cantor que canta coplas del alma,le estalla en el corazónel sol que trepa por su voz.

Cantor, para cantar,si nada dicen tus versos,ay, ¿para qué vas a callar al silencio?Si es el silencio un cantorlleno de duendes en la voz.

Mi pueblo es un cantorque canta la chacarera.No ha de cantar lo que muy dentro no sienta.Cuando lo quiera escuchar,entre a mi pago sin golpear.

La vida me ha prestao’ …

Este es el día del Señor


Este es el G

día del SeC

ñor.

Este es el G

tiempo de la miseriD

cordia.

Este es el G

día del SeC

ñor.

Este es el G

tiempo de la miDseri

G

cordia.

G

Delante de tus D

ojosEm

ya no enrojeceBm

remosC

a causa del anG

tiEm

guo

peAm7

cado de tu puD

eblo.G

Arrancarás de cuD

ajoEm

el corazón soBm

berbioC

y harás un pueblo G

humilEm

de

de C

coraD

zón sinG

cero.

Este es el día del Señor …

En medio de las gentes,nos guardas como un resto,para cantar tus obrasy adelantar tu reino.Seremos raza nuevapara los cielos nuevos;sacerdotal estirpe,según tu Primogénito.


Caerán los opresoresy exultarán los siervos;los hijos del oprobioserán tus herederos.Señalarás entoncesel día del regresopara los que comíansu pan en el destierro.


¡Exulten mis entrañas!¡Alégrese mi pueblo!porque el Señor es justo,revoca sus decretos:la salvación se anunciadonde acechó el infiernoporque el Señor habitaen medio de su pueblo.


Estoy alegre

1st Choir:AEstoy alegre …

2nd Choir:

¿Dpor qué estás alegre?

1st AEstoy alegre …

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2nd E

dime porqué, lalala.

1st AEstoy alegre …

2nd ¿Dpor qué estás alegre?

1st+2nd AEso quiero saber.

1st Voy a conD tarte,

2. ¿quieres conA

tarme?

1st+2nd La razón de estar alegre E

así‚ lalala …

1st+2nd A Cristo un día me encontró

Dy también me transformó,Ay por eso a

Elegre es

Atoy.

CEstoy alegre …

Estrella del mar

(b 228)

AmOh brillante est

Crella

Apotente Ma

Dmría

Dm/Fen el mar del

Dmmundo

D#° sé tú nuestra

Eguía.

A Oh brillante es

Dmtrella

Dm/Fpotente Ma

Cría

en el mar del G mundo

Esé tú nuestra g

Amuía.

FEstrella del

Ammar ‚

F7

estrella del E

m ar ,E7

estrella del Am

mar .

|: Bendita la tierra de la Palestinaque te vio nacer, estrella divina. :|

Estrella …

|: Noche de contento, plácida y serena,en que el firmamento de estrellas se llena. :|

Estrella …

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Francisco Alegre

Quintero-León-Quiroga

En los carEmteles han puesto un

B7

nombre

que no lo Emquiero mirar

Francisco AB7

legre y olé,

Francisco AEmlegre y olá.

La gente dice: “vivan los B7

hombres”

cuando los Emven torear;

yo estoy reB7

zando por él

con la boEm

quita cerrá.

Desde la aDrena me dice: “niña mo

Grena,

porqué me Dlloras, carita de empera

G ora‚

dame tus B7

risas mujer,

que soy toEmrero andaluz,

y llevo al cuCello la cruz de Jesús

que me diste B7

tú”.

Francisco AB7

legre, corazón Emmío

y en de su capa sobre la arena le pregunB7

té.

Francisco A legre, tiene un ves

tido

con un “te qu iero” que entre suspiros yo le

Embordé.

Torito D

bravo no me lo mires de esa G

manera

deja que aDdorne tus rizos negros con su

Gmontera.

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Torito B7

noble, ten compaEm sión‚

que entre borAmdaos, lleva ence

Emr rao

Francisco AB7

legre y olé, mi coraEm

zón.

En mi ventana tengo un letreropa’ que lo venga a mirar,Francisco Alegre y olé,Francisco Alegre y olá.En el que dice “cuánto te quiero”pero qué pena me da,por culpa de otro querer,no nos podemos casar.Desde la arena me dice: “niña morena,quién te enamora, carita de emperaoraya no te acuerdas mujer,de este torero andaluz,y llevo al cuello la cruz de Jesúsque me diste tú”.

Francisco Alegre …

Gracias a la vida


AmGracias a la

E7

vida ,

que me ha dado Amtanto,

me dio dos luG7

ceros

que, cuando los Cabro,

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y en las multiEtudes, al hom

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que yo Am amo.

E Am

Gracias a la vida,que me ha dado tanto,me ha dado el sonido

y el abecedario;con él las palabrasque pienso y declaro:madre, amigo, hermano,y luz alumbrandola ruta del alma del que estoyamando.

Gracias a la vida,que me ha dado tanto,me ha dado el oído,que en todo su ancho,graba noche y días,grillos y canarios;martillos, turbinas,ladridos, chubascos;y la voz tan tierna de mi bienamado.

Gracias a la vida,que me ha dado tanto,me ha dado la marchade mis pies cansados;con ellos anduveciudades y charcos,playas y desiertos;montañas y llanos.Y la casa tuya, tu calley tu patio.

Gracias a la vida,que me ha dado tanto,me dio el corazónque agita su marco,cuando miro el frutodel cerebro humano;cuando miro al buenotan lejos del malo;cuando miro el fondo de tusojos claros.

Gracias a la vida,que me ha dado tanto,me ha dado la risay me ha dado el llanto,así yo distingodicha de quebranto;

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los dos materialesque forman mi canto.Y el canto de ustedesque es el mismo canto.Y el canto de ustedesque es el propio canto.

AmGracias a la

E7

vida ,

que me ha dado Amtanto.

Gracias por la amistad

Designio (translation p. 297)

En nuCestra memoria siem

Dmpre vivirá

Gmás la distancia no lo

Cimpedirá.

En nuestras almas creciDm ó una amistad

Gcomo semilla de la

Ceternidad.

Unas sonrisas sinceras de amor,unos ojos rociados de adiós.Nuestras palabras callaron su voz,solo hablan gestos desde el corazón.

FGracias Señor por

Gla amistad

de Cestos amigos

Amque se van

Dmgracias porque con

Gellos

Am G C descubrimos la

C7

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y sacraC

mento de nuestra Amunidad.

DmGracias por conce

Gdernos

Fla a

Gmis

Ctad.

Lalala …Gracias porque es el signoy sacramento de nuestra unidad.Gracias por concedernos la amistad.

Granada

C# D C# D B° C#

GraF#m

nada‚ tierra soñada por mí.

Mi cantar se vuelve giEtano

cuando es paraC#

ti.

Mi cantar, hecho de Dfantas

C# ía‚

mi cantar, flor de melancoDlía

que yo te Bmvengo a

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dar.E

GraAnada, tierra ensangrentada

en ta(G#°)rde de

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Mujer que conserva el embrujo

de los E7

ojos A

moros. Te sueño rebelde y gitana,

cubierta de C#mflores,

y G#

beso tu boca de C#m

grana‚

jugosa manG#

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que me habla de aC#m E7

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que un raE7

mo de Arosas;

de rosas de A7

suave fraDgancia

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a la B°

Virgen MoArena.

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GraDm

nada,

tu tierra está Allena

de lindas B°mu

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de sangre y E7

de A Dm A Dm Asol.

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Guantanamera

From Cuba

|: D

Yo soy un G

hombre sinA7

cero, D

de donde G

crecen las A7

palmas; :|

y antes de D

morirme G

quieA7

ro

echar mis D

versos del G

a lA7

ma.

G

Guantanamera,A7

guajira, D

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mera.A7

D

GuantanaG

meA7

ra‚ guajira, D

GuantanaG

meA7

ra.

|: Mi verso es de un verde claroy de un carmín encendido, :|mi verso es un ciervo heridoque busca en el monte amparo.

Guantanamera …

|: Cultivo la rosa blancaen julio como en enero, :|para el amigo sinceroque me da su mano franca.

Guantanamera …

|: Y para el cruel que me arrancael corazón con que vivo, :|cardos ni orugas cultivo,cultivo la rosa blanca.

Guantanamera …

|: Yo sé de un pesar profundoentre las penas sin nombre; :|la esclavitud de los hombreses la más pena del mundo.

Guantanamera …

Hombres nuevos

(b 230; translation p. 297;Capo: 2nd Fret)

Am

Danos E

un coraAm

zón F

grande G

para C

amar .(E)

Am

Danos E

un coraAm

zón fG

uerte para Am

luchar.

Am

Hombres nF

uevos, creaG

dores de la C

historia‚

construcF

tores de nG

ueva humaniC

dad.

Hombres nF

uevos que G

viven E

la Am

existencia‚

como F

riesgo de un Dm

largo camiE

nar.

Danos un corazón …

Hombres nuevos, luchadores de esperanza,caminantes, sedientos de verdad.Hombres nuevos, sin frenos ni cadenas,hombres libres que exigen libertad.


Hombres nuevos, amando sin fronteras,por encima de razas y lugar.Hombres nuevos, al lado de los pobres,compartiendo con ellos techo y pan.


Hoy arriesgaré

Designio (b 231;translation p. 297)

Em

El drama D

de la exisEm

tenci aG

busca enconD

trar su verG

dad,

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Am

quiere ocultar su presencia,Em

su EncarnacD

ión olviEm

dar. (D)

Mi voluntad lucharápor mantener su justicia,mi vida es su pertenencia.Nada me lo impedirá.

Em

Hoy cantaD

ré, cantaC

ré mi vida o mi B7

muerte‚Em

hoy arriesgaD

ré, arriesgaC

ré B7

toda mi Em

suerte.(D)

Em

Hoy cantaD

ré, cantaC

ré mi vida o mi B7

muerte‚Em

hoy anunciaD

ré, anunciaC

ré que El B7

sigue Em

presente.

He conocido la fuenteque salva al hombre del malen mi carne es grito fuertey en mi sangre tempestad.

Mi nueva ley es la historiaque me ha tocado seguir,grande es su misericordiaaunque no lo merecí.

Hoy cantaré …

La bamba

Para bailar la bamD G Aba

para bailar la bamba se necesitaun poquito de graciaun poquito de gracia y otra cositaay arriba y arriba,ay arriba y arriba, arriba iré,por ti seré por ti seré.

Bamba, bamba. (3x)

Yo no soy marineroyo no soy marinero, soy capitán,soy capitán, soy capitán.

Bamba, bamba. (3x)

Para subir al cielopara subir al cielo se necesita

una escalera muy largauna escalera muy larga y otra cositaay arriba y arriba …

Bamba, bamba. (3x)

La cucaracha

La cucaFracha, la cucaracha,

ya no quiere camiC7

nar,

porque no tiene, porque le falta,

dinero para gasFtar.

¡F

Una cucaracha pinta!

Le dijo a una coloC7

rada ,

v á monos para mi tierra,

pasar la tempoFrada.

La cucaracha …

Todas las muchachas tienenen los ojos dos estrellas,pero las mejicanitasde seguro son más bellas.

La cucaracha …

La Virgen de Guadalupe


La VirgenDm

de Guadalupe,

estrella F

de la mañana,

ojos negros, piel moG m

rena ,

mi virgenA

cita ameriDm

cana .

Protector

a de los pobres,

crisol de F

todas las razas,

transformaste a nuestra Gm

tierra

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en contiA

nente de espeDm

ranza.

Juan Diego no se exDm

plica

cómo pudo paF

sar:

la Reina de los Gm

Cielos A7

lo vino a visiDm

tar.

Está llorando el indio,

el rosal floreF

ció,

Dios le ha dado una Gm

madre A7

de su mismo coDm

lor.

La Virgen …

Ya no son enemigosindio con español:a través de su graciala virgen los unió.Y a través de los siglosaún perdura esta fe,de América que gritaque quiere renacer.

La Virgen …

Las cintas de mi capa

EmCual las olas van amantes a be

B7

sar,

las arenas de la playa con ferEmvor‚

así van los besos míos a buAmscar

de la B7

playa de tus labios el caEmlor.

Si nel fondo de la mina es el metal,y nel fondo de los mares el coral,de lo más hondo del alma me brotóel cariño que te tengo, tengo yo.

E En re

B7

dándose en el vE

iento

van las cintas de mi B7

capa

y c antando a coro dicen … ¿qué dicen?

“Quiéreme, niña del Ea lma.”

Son las B7

cintas de mi Ecapa,

de mi E7

capa estudianAtil,

y un repique de camEpanas

y un repique de camB7

pana s

cuando yo te rondo a Eti.

No preguntes cuándo yo te conocíni averigües las razones del querer;sólo sé que mis amores puse en ti,el porqué no lo sabría responder.

Para mí, no cuenta el tiempo, ni razón,del porqué te quiero tanto, corazón;con tu amor a todas horas viviré,sin tu amor, cariño mío, moriré.

Enredándose en el viento …

Madre de la Paz

CY cuántas p

Am7

alomas hDm

eridas

griGtaron su

F lamento

Gen

C silencio‚

y Am

cuántas inocencias peDm

rdidas

reclaG

maron F sin

G Caliento.

Y cuántas palabras vacíasllenaron de angustia la vida,y cuántas otras muchas mentirasla tornaron agonía.

C Madre

Am7

de la DmPaz, so

Gcorre a n

Dmuestro

G Cmundo‚

Amven a ilumi

Dmnar este a

Gbismo os

Dmcuro y

F Cprofundo.

C Madre

Am7

de la DmPaz, es

Gcucha n

Dmuestros

G Cruegos‚

Am danos tu humil

Dm7

dad y tu Gcora

Dm7

zón F Gsincero.

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Y cuántas traiciones por envidiavengaron con sangre su ira,y cuántas siguen víctimas en vidade violencias desmedidas.

Y cuántas esperanzas marchitashicieron a la gente indiferentea tanta hambre y miseria que habitansin piedad en el presente.

Madre de la Paz, haz grato nuestro tiempo,haznos perdonar y olvidar resentimientos.Madre de la Paz, Dios quiera por tus ruegosreedificar como hermanos nuestro pueblo.

María Isabel

|: La D

playa estaba deAsierta,

y el mar bañaba tu Dpiel;

cantando con mi guiGtarra

para Ati‚ María Isa

Dbel. :|

|: D

Coge tu sombrero y Apóntelo,

vamos a la playa, caDlienta el sol, :|

chiribiribí poG

rompompomA

chiribiribí poD

rompompom

chiribiribí poG

rompompomA

chiribiribí María D

Isabel. Tiburón, tiburón, tiburón, tiburón,

tiburón a la Avista, ¡

G Dbañista!

|: Oh mama yeh, oh mama Ayeh,

todos los negros tomamos caDfé. :|

|: En la arena escribí tu nombre,y luego yo lo borrépara que nadie pisaratu nombre, María Isabel. :|

Coge tu sombrero …

|: Un día aparecí en la playay yo allí me la encontré;pero no podía creerque ella fuera María Isabel. :|


|: La luna fue caminandosobre las olas del mar;tenía celo de tus ojosy tu forma de mirar. :|


Niño lindo

Em Niño lind

B7

o ante tí me Emrindo,

niño lindB7

o eres tú mi Em

Dios.

|: DNiño

Glind

D7

o ante tí me Grindo,

B7

niño Clin

Amdo eres

B7 tú mi

EmDios. :|

GEsa tu hermo

Dsura,

ese tu canGdor

Em el alma me

Amroba,

B7 el alma me

C7

roba ,Amme roba

B7

el aEmmor.

Niño lindo …

Con tus ojos lindosJesús mírame,|: y sólo con eso :|me consolaré.

Niño lindo …

La vida, bien mío,y el alma también|: te ofrezco gustoso :|rendido a tus pies.

Niño lindo …

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De mí no te ausentespues, sin tí ¿qué haré?|: Cuando tú te vayas :|haz por llevarme.

Niño lindo …

Pasacalles

Estudiantina

Dm

Pasa la tuna en SanGm

tiago

cantando muy Dm

queda

roA7

mances de aDm

mor.

Luego la noche sus Gm

eco s ,

los cuelga de C

ronda

por todo el balF

cón.

Pero allá en el A7

templo del Apóstol Dm

Santo

una C

niña llora ante su patF

rón;

|: porque la Gm

capa del tuno que Dm

adora‚

no lleva la A7

cinta que ella le Dm

bordó. :|

Cuando la D

tuna te dé serenata

no te enaG

mores, composteD

lana,

que cada

cinta que adorna mi capa

hay un troG

cito de coraD

zón.

Y G

deja a la tuna paD

sar,

no te enaG

mores, composteD

lana,

y G

deja a la tuna paD

sar,

con su tra Glala

A7

lala Dmla.

Hoy va la tuna de gala,cantando y tocandola marcha nupcial;

suenan campanas de gloriaque dejan desiertala Universidad.

Pero allá en el templo del Apóstol Santocon el estudiante hoy se va a casar;|: la galleguiña, melosa, melosa,que oyendo esta copla ya no llorará. :|

Cuando la tuna …

Pescador de hombres

C GTú has venido a la

Amorilla‚

no has busF Dm

cado ni a sabios ni a Gricos,

tan sólo quC G

ieres que yo te Csiga.

C7

SeFñor, me has mirado a los

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sonrDm Giendo has dicho mi

Cnombre.

C7

En la aFrena he dejado mi

Cbarca

junto Dm G

a ti buscaré otro C

m ar .

Tú sabes bien lo que tengo,en mi barca no hay oro ni espadas,tan sólo redes y mi trabajo.

Señor …

Tú necesitas mis manos,mi cansancio que a otros descanseamor que quiera seguir amando.

Señor …

Tú pescador de otros lagos, ansia eternade hombres que esperan,amigo bueno que así me llamas.

Señor …

Porompompero

El Amtrigo entre “toas” las flores

ha elegido a la amaE7

pola

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y yo elijo a mi Dol ores,

Dolores, Lolita, AmLola ,

Ey

Amyo‚

y yo elijo a mi DoGlores que es la,

que es la flor más perfuF

mada, Dolo,

Dolores, Lolita, E

Lola.

|: PorompomAm

póm‚

poro, porompomG

pero, poróm.

Poro, porompomF

pero, poróm.

Poro, poróm, pomE7

póm. :|

El cateto de tu hermanoque no me venga con leyes,que es payo y yo soy gitanoy llevo sangre de reyes.Que es pa,que es payo y yo soy gitano, y lle,y llevo sangre de reyes, en la,en la palma de la mano …

Porompompóm …

Verde era la hojaverde era la ramaDebajo del puente, debajo del puente,retumba, retumba, retumba …

Porompompóm …

Salve

AmSan José pid

Gió po

Fsada

Gpara su esposa María;E no se

Dm la quisieron

Amdar

Eporque no le

E7

conveAm

nía.

¡Am E

Salve‚ salve ReE7

gina, A4 Am

salve!

Siguió camino adelantey llegó a una ranchería;y allí le dieron posadaporque sí le convenía.

¡Salve, salve Regina, salve!

San José puso en la mesa,pan y vino que traía;le dijo a su dulce esposa:“ven a cenar, mi María”.


La Virgen le contestóque ella cenar no quería,que la dejara llorarque ella con llorar tenía.


A las doce de la nocheSan José se adormecía,y en el pesebre sagradola Virgen se sonreía.


A Dios tiene entre pañuelosluminosos como el día,la más hermosa del mundo,la Virgen Santa María.


Los pastores adorabana Jesús, José y María,y el “Gloria in excelsis Deo”por todo el mundo se oía.


Desde el trono de los cieloslleno de santa alegríaa la Sagrada Familiael Eterno bendecía.


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Serrana mía

|: Una casita blancatengo yo en la riberaY un corazón muy grande,Serrana mía, que a ti te quiera.La la la la la la :|

Dicen que no me quieresSerrana mía, porque soy pobreY puede que algún día,Serrana mía,Tu amor me sobre.Yo no tengo dinero,Serrana mía, pero te quieroY vale el mi cariñoSerrana mía, mas que el dinero.

Una casita blanca …

A la orilla del Tormes,Serrana mía, canta un jilgueroY en sus canciones diceSerrana mía cuanto te quiero;Que yo también te quieroSerrana mía cuanto el te quierePorqué si me abandonasSerrana mía, de pena muere


Por el Cristo del canoSerrana mía, yo te lo pidoQue mi corazón saleSerrana mía, tanto este heridoVente conmigo al huertoSerrana mía, yo te lo pido,Que no ha visto resales,Serrana mía de olor tan fino


Sevillanas del adiós

(b 237; translation p. 305; Capo: 3rd Fret)

EmAlgo se muere en el

B7 alma,

cuando un amigo se Emva.

B 7 Em

C uando un amigo se va,

algo se muere en el Am

almaDcuando un amigo se

Gva;

Emalgo se muere en el

B7 alma,

cuando un amigo se Emva.

C uando un amigo se va,

y va dejando una huAmella,

Dque no se puede bor

Grar;

Em y va dejando una hu

B7 ella

que no se puede borEm

rar.

No te Em

vayas todavía,

no te vayas, por faB7 vor‚

no te vayas todaEmvía

que hasta la guitarra Ammía

llora cB7

uando dice aEm

diós.

Un pañuelo de silencioa la hora de partir.A la hora de partir,|: un pañuelo de silencioa la hora de partir. :|

A la hora de partir|: porque hay palabras que hieren,y no se pueden decir. :|

No te vayas …

El barco se hace pequeñocuando se aleja en el mar.

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Cuando se aleja en el mar,|: el barco se hace pequeñocuando se aleja en el mar. :|

Cuando se aleja en el mar|: y cuando se va perdiendo,qué grande es la soledad. :|

No te vayas …

Ese vacío que dejael amigo que se va.El amigo que se va|: ese vacío que deja,el amigo que se va. :|

El amigo que se va|: es como un pozo sin fondoque no se puede llenar. :|

Si me enamoro algún día

Sevillana

El amor es un vientoque igual viene va.Que igual viene va,|: el amor es un vientoque igual viene que va. :|Que igual viene que va|: se muere y al momentovuelve a resucitar. :|

Si me enamoro algún díame desenamoraré, me desenamoraré,para tener la alegríade enamorarme otra vez.

Cuando más te quería,me dijiste que no.Me dijiste que no,|: cuando más te quería,me dijiste que no. :|Me dijiste que no|: y el amor que sentíasse volvió desamor. :|

Si me enamoro algún día …

Ya no quiero tus besos,más me quieres tú a mí.Más me quieres tú a mí,|: ya no quiero tus besosmás me quieres tú a mí. :|Más me quieres tú a mí|: tú no llores por esoque el cariño es así. :|


El amor es un juegocon su cara y su cruz;con su cara y su cruz,|: el amor es un juegocon su cara y su cruz. :|Con su cara y su cruz,|: puede ser fuego y hielopuede ser sombra y luz. :|


Solo le pido a Dios

Solo le pido a Diosque el dolor no me sea indiferenteque la reseca muerte no me encuentre vacíoy solo sin haber hecho lo suficiente.

Solo le pido a Diosque lo injusto no me sea indiferenteque no me abofetee la otra mejilladespués que una garra me arañe esta suerte.

|: Solo le pido a Diosque la guerra no me sea indiferente.Es un monstruo grande y pisa fuertetoda la pobre inocencia de la gente. :|

Solo le pido a Diosque el engaño no me sea indiferentesi un traidor puede mas que unos cuantosque esos cuantos no lo olviden fácilmente.

Solo le pido a Diosque el futuro no me sea indiferentedesahuciado esta el que tieneque marchar a vivir una cultura diferente.

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|: Solo le pido a Diosque la guerra no me sea indiferente.Es un monstruo grande y pisa fuertetoda la pobre inocencia de la gente. :|

Tío Caimán

Tío CaiE

m án menea la c B7

olita,

tío Caimán, como una señoErita;

tío Caimán, menea la coB7

lota,

tío Caimán, como una señoErota

tío Caimán.

Yo tenía mi casa F#m chica, tío Cai

B7

mán,

lavada entre mar y E

mar, tío Caimán,

pero vino la tormenta, tío CaiB7

mán,

y con ella el tío Caimán.

Tío Caimán …

De repente el territorio, tío Caimán,de sur a norte se abrió, tío Caimán,la parcela que allí estaba, tío Caimán,el Caimán se la llevó.

Tío Caimán …

Puso el Caimán su bandera, tío Caimán,y la mía me la quitó, tío Caimán,yo le dije: tío Caimán,eso no lo aguanto yo.

Tío Caimán …

Tío Caimán hablaba inglés, tío Caimán,y andaba por todo el mundo, tío Caimán,y a cada sitio que iba, tío Caimán,metía su colmillo inmundo.

Tío Caimán …

Y hoy con su cola cortada, tío Caimán,el Caimán se cayó al agua, tío Caimán,

le quitaron el Canal, tío Caimán,y también, ¡ay! Nicaragua.

Tío Caimán …

Y yo como soy chileno, tío Caimán,y a mi no me engaña “naide”, tío Caimán,le daré palo al caimán, tío Caimán,a su padre y a su madre.

Tío Caimán …

Toda la vida

From Argentina(Capo: 3rd Fret; translation p. 306)

AmHoy la

Cvoz no se pue

Dde cal

Elar

Am

se hace Clibre el canto en

Dla ver

Edad;

Am

es tan C grande lo que

Dnos pa

Esó

Am

que hizo nC

uevo nuestro Dcora

Ezón.

BmEs fuego que enciende la

Esangre

Bm

es luz que buscan nuestros Eojos;

Bm

en la verdad nace la E libertad

Bm

la vida nueva que transEforma.

AmToda la

Cvida gri

Dta la ver

Edad

Am

que su PreC

sencia en noDsotros es

Et á

Amen el mi

Clagro de

Dla comun

Eión

Am

única Cforma de

Dliberac

Eión.

El corazón no se conformacon gritos muertos de Infinitoel corazón quiere la eternidadpara gritarla en sus latidos.

|: Toda la vida … :|

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Todos Juntos

Hace mucho tiempo que yo vivo preguntándomepare que la tierra es tan redonda y una sola

nomás

Si vivimos todos separadospara que son el cielo y el mar.Para que es el sol que nos alumbrasi no nos queremos ni mirar.

Tantas penas que nos van llevando a todos alfinal

cuantas noches, cada noche de ternuratendremos que dar

Si vivimos todos separados

La, la, la …

Ve Corazón

Ve corazón hasta golpear la puerta mas seguraabriéndote una brecha entre las dudas,olvidando despertares tan amargos.

Ve corazón, ve a encontrarle la razón a latristeza

superando las barreras de incerteza.Vuelo en busca de un camino sin confines.

Ve corazón a encontrar una promesa dearmonía

escogiendo entre esperanza o rebeldíaque te hable de la sed de infinito, corazón.

La, la, la …

Virgen morenita

GVirgen morenita, Virgen

D7 milagrosa,

Virgen morenita, te elevo mi canG

ción‚

|: son todos en el Cvalle de

Dvotos de tu

G ruego‚

son todos pereD

grinos, Señora, del luGgar. :|

Virgen morenita, india fue tu cunaporque india tú naciste por la gracia de Dios,

|: así somos esclavos de tu bondad divina,así somos esclavos de tu infinito amor. :|

Así seE

rá‚ Virgen Am

mía‚

mereces el reD7

speto y la veneraG

ción.

|: Por eso yo te Ccanto y te e

D7

levo mi G

plegaria‚

y pido que esCcuches mi r

D7

uego, por G

favor. : |

Virgen morenita, Santa Immaculada,Virgen morenita, te elevo mi cantar|: Mereces el respeto y cariño de tus hijos,así los peregrinos te rezan en tu altar. :|

Así será …

Vuestra soy para vos nací

Theresa of Avila (b 241; translation p. 306)

|: DmVuestra soy, para

(A7)vos n

Dmací‚

¿qué manA7

dáis hacer de Dm mí? :|

D7

D ad riGmqueza o po

Dmbreza,

A7 dad consuelo o descon

B ffff suelo,

A7 alegría o tris

Dmteza,

D7 vida

Gmdulce, sol sin

Dmvelo,

A7 pues del todo me ren

B ffff

dí‚

¿Gmqué mandáis ha

A7

cer de Dmmí?

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Vuestra soy pues me criasteis

Theresa of Avila (translation p. 306)

VuA

estra soy pues Bm

me criasteis,E

Vuestra pues me A

redimisteis,F#m

Vuestra pues que C#m

me sufristeis,Bm7

Vuestra pues que E4

me llaE

masteis,

VuA

estra porque A7+

me espeA7

rasteis

VuD9

estra porque non me perDm

dí.

¿A

Qué mandáis haE4 E

cer de A

mí?

¿Qué mandáis oh buen Señor,que haga tan vil criado?¿Cuál oficio le habéis dadoa este esclavo pecador?Dulce esposo y Redentorpues por vuestra me ofrecí,¿qué mandáis hacer de mí?

Haga fruto o no lo haga,esté callando o hablando,muéstrame la ley, mi llagagoce de evangelio hablando.Esté penando o gozandosólo vos en mí vivís,¿qué mandáis hacer de mí?

Veis aquí mi corazón,yo lo pongo en vuestra palma,mi cuerpo, mi vida y alma,mis entrañas y aflicción.Veisme aquí, oh dulce Amor,Amor dulce veisme aquí,¿qué mandáis hacer de mí?

E4 A7+ D9

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BRASILIAN SONGS

A canoa

(Cf. b 224)

|: Si a canoa virou, deixa-a virar:foi por causa da Maria, que não soube

remar. :|

|: A canoa vai nadar, oilì, oilì, oilà,oilì oilà. :|

|: Rema, rema, rema remador;oh rema e leva longe o meu amor. :|

Alecrim

(b 221)

|: AleCcrim, alecrim dou

Grado que nasceu

no campo sem ser semeCado. :|

C7

|: Ai, meu aF

mor, ai meu Dm

amor‚

que me disse asC

s im

que a flor do Gcampo é o ale

Cc r im.

(é o aleC7

crim) :|

|: Alecrim, alecrim aos molhos por causade ti choram os meus olhos. :|

Ai, meu amor …

|: Alecrim, alecrim cheiroso por causade ti vivo eu saudoso. :|

Ai, meu amor, …

Balada de caridade


Para A mim a chuva no telhado

é cantiga de ninar,

mas o pobre meu irE

mão …

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Para ele a chuva Afria

vai entrando em seu barDraco

e faz Elama pelo c

Ahão.

|: A Como posso ser fe

Dliz

se ao pobre meu irA

m ão,

eu fechei o coraEção,

meu amor eu recuAsei? :|

Para mim o vento que assobiaé nocturna melodia,mas o pobre meu irmão …ouve o vento, angustiado,pois o vento, este malvado,lhe desmancha o barracão.

Como posso …

Como posso ter sono sossegadose no dia que passouos meus braços eu cruzei?

Convite a liberdade

Ó Dmvinde vós os povos de

A7

todas as nações

erDmguei-vos e can

B ffff

tai com aleA

gria

fazei nos C ares

Fsoar a

Anova melo

Dmdia

que B ffff

Jesus Cristo (G°)traz liberta

A7

ção.

É tempo de vencer a vil escravidãoque em vós exercem homens ou ideias.É tempo de dizer que só Deus pode sero único Senhor da humanidade.

FA ver

Cdade vos li

Dmberta

Ar á

sereis em DmCristo verda

B ffff

deiramente A7

livres.FVinde

Ctodos, sim ó

Dmvinde

Aj á

e celeDmbrai com ale

B ffff

gria a vossa A7

libertaDmção.

E vós os oprimidos, e vós os exploradose vós os que viveis em agoniae vós os cegos, coxos vós cativos, sóssabeis que em breve vem um novo dia.

Um dia de justiça, um dia de coragemum dia que haverá na terra a pazem que será vencida a morte pela vidae a escravidão enfim acabará.

A verdade vos libertará …

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Fica mal com Deus


Dm7

|: Fica mal com Gm7

Deus Am7

quem não sabe Dm7

dar‚

fica mal coGm7

migo

quem não Am7

sabe aDm7

mar. : |

Dm7 Gm7

Vou pel o caAm7

minho Dm7

vou Gm7 Am7

Dm7 Gm7 vou com o quem

Am7

quer cheDm7

gar. Gm7 Am7

Dm7 Gm7

Quem quiser coAm7

migoDm7

ir

tem que vir do aGmmor,

tem que A7

ter pra Dmdar.

Fica mal …

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Garota de Ipanema

Vinicius de Moraes – Tom Jobim1st q: E

D9

Olha que coisa mais linda, mais cheia de Em7/9

graça

é ela menina que vem e que

passa,

num doce baA6

lanço a caminho do F7+ mar …

D9

Moça do corpo dourado do sol de Em7/9

Ipanema‚

o seu balançado é mais que um po ema,

é a coisa mais A6

linda que Aeu já vi

D7+

passar …

D# 7+

Ah‚ porque estou tão soG# 7/9

zinho,A#mah‚ porque que tudo é tão

F# 4

triste,B4

ah, a beleza que eC7+

xiste …

a beC#m7

leza que não é só A#m7 Bm7

minha‚ Em7

que também passa soE4

zinAha …

|: Ah, se ela soubesse que quando ela passao mundo inteirinho se enche de graçae fica mais lindo por causa do amor. :||: … por causa do amor. :|

D9 Em7/9 A6 F7+

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F# 4 B4 C7+ C#m7

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A#m7 Bm7 Em7 E4

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Meu são Bendito

Meu Dsão Bendito … oh …

ajuda os fiAlinhos da

Dpreta a

Gnascer:

Duma bele

Azura de

Colhos bo

Gnitos,

de B ffff alma bo

Dnita. Sen

Ahor,

A7

me faz Geste fav

Dor! |:

Em A DOh … :|

Meu são Bendito … oh …ajuda os filinhos da preta a crescer;viver com coragem, saber que é vantagemser menos dos outros aquiquando a gente subir. |: Oh. :|

Meu são Bendito … oh …ajuda os filinhos da preta a entenderque o preto da pele só prega na almado filho que não quer saberque é preciso sofrer. |: Oh. :|

Meu são Bendito … oh …ajuda os filinhos da preta a rezar,pra nosso Senhor Jesus Cristo levaros filinhos da preta pra lá,cuandu o dia chegar. |: Oh. :|

O peixe vivo

CComo

Gpode peixe

Cvivo

viver Gfora d’água

Cfria?

Como Gpoderei vi

Cver

sem a Gtua, sem a

Ctua,

sem a Gtua compan

Chia?

|: C

Zum, Gzum,

Czum,

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la no Gmeio do

Cm ar. :|

|: Zum, zum, zum,

Os pastores d’esta aldeiajá me fazem zombaria;mas viver e ir amandocom a tua, com a tua,com a tua companhia.

Zum …

Prece ao vento

(b 240; translation p. 303; Capo: 2nd Fret)

AmVento que ba

Clança as

E7/9

palhas do E7

coqueiro‚Amvento que enc

Crespa as

E7/9

ondas do E7

mar‚Amvento que as

A7

sanha os caDmbelos

Cda

Gmorena‚

me F7+

traz noEtícias de

Amlà .

G

CVento que asso

Gbia no

Am7

telhado

cha Cmando para a

Glua espi

F7+

ar‚ E7

oh‚F7+

vento que na E7

beira lá da pF7+

raiaAm

escuDmtava meu a

F7

mor a canE7

tar, ah ah ah ah ah

AmHoje estou so

A7

zinho e tu tamDm bém‚

Amtriste me alem

A7

brando do meu Dm bem‚

|: Am Cvento ,

Dmdiga por favor

aF7+

onde se esconE7

deu o meu aAmmor.

(F7 E7):|

E7/9 A7 F7+

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Romaria

Renato Teixeira (b 233; translation p. 304;Capo: 3rd Fret)

É de C7+

sonho e de F7+

pó

o desC7+

tino de um F7+

só

feito Ceu, perdido em

Ampensamento

sobre o meu caEvalo.

E7

É de Flaço e de

Gnó

de giCbeira o ji

Dló

dessa Amvida so

Efrida a

Amsol.

(A7)

|: Sou caiDmpira pirapora.

GNossa Senhora

Cde Apare

Amcida

iluDm

mina a mina escura

e Gfunda o trem da minha

Cvida .

(A7) :|

O meu pai foi peão,minha mãe solidão,meus irmãos perderam-se na vidaem busca de aventuras.Descasei, joguei,investi, desisti,se há sorte, eu não sei, nunca vi.

Sou caipira …

Me disseram, porémque eu viesse aquipra pedir, de Romaria em prece,paz nos desalentos.Como eu não sei rezar,só queria mostrarmeu olhar, meu olhar, meu olhar.

Sou caipira …

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Sou feliz Senhor


|: DSou feliz Senhor

porque tu Gvais

A Dcomigo,

v amos lado a lado

és meu Gmelhor

A Damigo. :|

DQuero ter

Anos meus

Dolhos

a luz do teu olAhar,

Dquero na minha

D7

mãoGtua mão a

Ame gu

Diar.

Sou feliz …

Como brilha no céuo sol de cada dia,quero brilhem meus lábioscom sorrisos de alegria.

Sou feliz …

Como vento velozo tempo da vida passa,quero ter sempre em mimo favor da tua graça.

Sou feliz …

GERMAN SONGS

Der Mond ist aufgegangen

Johann A. Schulz

DDer

AMond ist

Gaufge

Agan

Dgen,

die Bmgüldnen

GSternlein

Em pran

Bmgen

am DHimmel

Ghell und

Aklar.

(F# )

Der Bm

Wald steht scG

hwarz und scA

hweiDget,

und Bmaus den

GWiesen

Emstei

Bmget

der Dweiße

GNebel

Awun

A7

derDbar.

Wie ist die Welt so stilleund in der Dämmrung Hülleso traulich und so holdals eine stille Kammer,wo ihr des Tages Jammerverschlafen und vergessen sollt.

Seht ihr den Mond dort stehen?Er ist nur halb zu sehenund ist doch rund und schön.So sind wohl manche Sachen,die wir getrost belachen,weil unsere Augen sie nicht sehn.

Wir stolzen Menschenkindersind eitel arme Sünderund wissen gar nicht viel.Wir spinnen Luftgespinsteund suchen viele Künsteund kommen weiter von dem Ziel.

Gott, laß dein Heil uns schauen,auf nichts Vergänglichs trauen,nicht Eitelkeit uns freun.Laß uns einfältig werdenund vor dir hier auf Erdenwie Kinder fromm und fröhlich sein.

So legt euch denn, ihr Brüder,in Gottes Namen nieder;kalt ist der Abendhauch.Verschon uns, Gott mit Strafenund laß uns ruhig schlafen,und unsren kranken Nachbarn auch!

Heidenröslein

T: J. W. Goethe

CSah ein Knab ein

G Röslein stehn,

C Röslein

Fauf der

C Heiden,

war so jung und E7

morgensAmchön,

291

Flief er schnell es

Dmnah zu

Gsehn,

Csah’s mit vielen

GFreuden.

CRöslein,

FRöslein,

GRöslein

Amrot‚

FRöslein

Cauf der

GHei

Cden.

Knabe sprach: ich breche dich,Röslein auf der Heiden!Röslein sprach: ich steche dich,daß du ewig denkst an mich,und ich will’s nicht leiden.

Röslein …

Und der wilde Knabe brach’s Röslein auf der Heiden;Röslein wehrte sich und stach,half ihr doch kein Weh und Ach,mußt es eben leiden.

Röslein …

Ein Jäger längs dem Weiher ging

(b 254)

Ein DJäger längs dem Weiher ging,

lauf, AJäger

D lauf!

Die A

D ämmerung den G

Wald umD fing.

DLauf, Jäger lauf, Jäger lauf, lauf, lauf,

mein Alieber Jäger, guter Jäger, lauf, lauf, lauf,

mein Dlieber

A Jäger

D lauf ,

Gmein

Dlieber

A Jäger

D lauf .

Was raschelt in dem Grase dort? …Was flüstert leise fort und fort?

Lauf Jäger …

Was ist das für ein Untier dort? …Hat Ohren wie ein Blocksberg hoch!

Lauf Jäger …

Das muß fürwahr ein Kobold sein …Hat Augen wie Karfunkelstein.

Lauf Jäger …

Ode an die Freude

T: F. Schiller – M: Ludwig van Beethoven

D Freude, schöner

A Götterfunken,

D Tochter aus E

Alysium,

Dwir be

D7

treten Gfeuertrunken,

DHimmlische, dein

AHeilig

Dtum!

|: A Deine

D Zauber

Abinden

Dwieder,

Awas die

F#

Mode Bmstreng

Eget

Aeilt.

DAlle

D7

Menschen Gwerden Brüder,

Dwo dein sanfter

A Flügel

D weilt. :|

Wem der große Wurf gelungen,eines Freundes Freund zu sein,wer ein holdes Weib errungen,mische seinen Jubel ein!|: Ja, wer auch nur eine Seelesein nennt auf dem Erden rund!Und wer’s nie gekonnt, der stehleweinend sich aus diesem Bund. :|

Freude heißt die starke Federin der ewigen Natur.Freude, Freude treibt die Räderin der großen Weltenuhr.|: Blumen lockt sie aus den Keimen,Sonnen aus dem Firmament,Sphären rollt sie in den Räumen,die des Sehers Rohr nicht kennt. :|

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AFRICAN SONGS

Minu Kuntali

|: Minu kuntali kuni so,vainu kuntaminu :|

|: Eu, yallallà,vainu kuntaminu :|

Pa Ret Ap Domi


Pa ret ap doA7

mi zanmi mwen

leve Dtet ou gade

gade soA7

ley la wa we

ki leD li fe

Pa ret ap doA7

mi zanmi mwen

leve Dtet ou gade

gade wa A7

we li le

pou konDbit la

Gko man

Dse.

A7

Vini non D jan ou ye

trouse A7 panta lonou mare

D renou

si nouD

vle demen pi Gbelo

fo nou A7

mete men anD sanbo

si nouvle …

AnA7

sanb D…

A7 D G D

Vini non jan ou yePa gade deye pa gin ke soteSi nouvle choute tout mizeEnkouraje ansanb ansanboSi nou …Ansanb …

Salelaka Mokonzi

Traditional from Congo(Translation p. 305)

1. |: Bolingo bwa Nzambe boleki bonene,wana tindeli briso Yesu ntobikisi :|

Salela mokonzi, moko mokonzi,moko mokonziSalela mokonzi iya e salela mokonziiya e okoyoka ndel esengo.

2. |: Lolaka l’angelu loye Maria,nd’aboti Emmanuel Kristo Mosikoli :|

3. |: Mosaleli wa Nzambe nangimeli yo, mpo manso malobi yond’eyali nga :|

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TRANSLATIONS

Abraham (p. 260)

Ref. Abraham, you must go, / leave these peoplealone, / take your stick and then go / leave yourhome. / Abraham, you must go, / leave these deadalone, / take the Gospel into your hand / and leaveyour home. 1. Go into the desert / to look for thelight / which is in God. 2. Go, do not turn back / walk until daybreak, / hold God’s hand. 3. Thenyou will see / golden seeds shine / in the summersky.

Adiós con el corazón (p. 266)

1. Farewell with my heart / because I cannot sayit with my soul. / Saying goodbye to you / I amdying. 2. You will be the goodness of my soul / you will be the goodness of my life. / You will bethe proud bird / who sings happily in themorning.

Al mattino (p. 204)

1. In the morning, Lord, / my amphora is emptyat the source, / and in the vibrant, clear air / Iknow that you can make me great, Lord. 2. Andthe hours of the day, / in the morning are thetender clay of Your glory, / Lord. I have but onedesire – / to see You – and that is the morning.

Apparirà (p. 206)

Ref. The Lord of all mankind / will appear in all hissplendor; / there is the dawn that you are waiting for, / you who are in the darkness; / He is like a child / inthe desolate town, / He is the God of every goodness.1. He gave Israel, who escaped from evil, / thelaw in the desert; / but Israel was still too much achild / to remain faithful to his love. / He putAaron, / as a font of eternal forgiveness, / besidesMoses who, solitary and faithful, / transformed therock into water. 2. But Israel, after receiving thelaw, / asked the Lord for a king, / because thepeople were still like children / and couldn’t givethemselves order. / So they had David thevaliant, / the splendor of Solomon, / and then allthe kings who betrayed / Yahweh’s ancientcovenant. 3. By the waters of Babylon / a peoplecries / from spring until autumn / about their

years of sorrow. / There are no songs, no feasts, / because there is no prophet / to bring a newhope / to see Sion again.

Ave Maria, Splendore del Mattino (p. 207)

1. Hail Mary, splendor of the morning, / yourgaze is pure and your heart is humble. / May thetenderness of your true love protect your people ontheir path. Ref. Mother, I am not worthy to look atyou, / but let me hear your voice. / Allow me to bringyour peace to all, / so that they may know and loveyou. 2. Mother, you who run to the aid of yourchildren, / may you allow no one to stray, / sustain his cross and his path, / may he alwayswalk among us.

Ave Regina caelorum (p. 196)

Hail, queen of heaven, / hail, Mistress of angels, / Hail, holy root / from whom the light of theworld came. / Rejoice, glorious virgin / sublimein your beauty. / Hail, wonderful Virgen / andpray Christ the Lord for us.

Balada de caridade (p. 286)

1. For me rain on my head is a lullaby, / but formy poor brother, the cold rain / penetrates in hishouse and forms mud on the floor. Ref. How can Ibe happy / if I have closed my heart / to my poorbrother / and refused him my love. 2. For me thewind that blows is a melody. / But my poorbrother hears the wind, anguished, / because thewind, this wicked one, destroys his hut. 3. Howcan I sleep peacefully if in the day that passed / Ihave stayed with my arms folded?

Ballata del potere (p. 208)

1. I used to say it all day long, / “This world isn’tfair”! / Even at night, I thought, / “This life isflat”. / And I used to say, / “You damnedbourgeois. It’s your fault … / the fault of thebosses, / and we’re just poor little nothings. / And the rest of us, / always there in our factories / with no time to think / from morning till night.”Ref. Let’s go comrades, let’s turn everything upsidedown / and build a world that’s less ugly. 2. To havea world that’s less ugly, / how many days, how

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many months, / in order to throw / thebourgeois corpses into ruin! / But the comradeswere strong, / and they took power. / My friendswere dead, / and I saw them fall. Ref. Now tell mehow a man / who has everything but forgiveness canhope? 3. How can a man hope / when blood hasalready been shed, / when hate has triumphed / anew all over the world? / We need Someone / who will free us from evil, / because the wholeworld / has remained exactly the same.

Ballata dell’amore vero (p. 209)

I would like to love you / as God loves you, / withthe same passion, / with the same strength, / with thesame fidelity that I do not have. 1. While my love / is small like a child, / alone without his mother, / lost in a garden. I would like to love you / as Godloves you, / with the same tenderness, / with the samefaith, / with the same freedom that I do not have.2. While my love / is fragile like a flower: / itthirsts for rain / and dies without sun. I love you / and for it I thank God, / who gives me thetenderness, / who gives me the strength, / who givesme the freedom that I do not have.

Ballata della società (L’opera) (p. 210)

1. Blessed be the clever, blessed be the rich / blessed be the people with loaded purses / blessedbe the strong and the violent / blessed be thepowerful. 2. Blessed be those who on this earth / always play “ring around the rosy” / blessed bethose who on this earth / always win their wars.3. But the bitterness, the bitterness, in me / willbe changed into happiness. 4. That day we willhave a great feast / and then we’ll sing alltogether / It will be a beautiful day of a greatfeast / and then we will all dance together.

Cambiar al hombre (p. 267)

Ref. Let’s change man, / give meaning to life, / reco-gnize in ourselves / a history and a destiny, / take therisk / of being new men. 1. It’s an inevitableencounter / that no one can escape, / it’s theanswer to the questions / of those who aresearching, / it’s the deepest sense / of all reality. / Listen, you who want to, / everything cries outthe truth. 2. God shows Himself in the world / through daily things, / we penetrate the

Mystery / through the yearning of our search / and through our compromises / with createdreality. / Give this path time, / because waiting isnot standing still. 3. In the world, the simple-hearted / are the truest signs / of this deepreality / which brings you new birth. / Emptinessis overcome / and fear is won over by risking. / God gives Himself to us / and changes us fromwithin.

Cantico dei redenti (p. 210)

Ref. The Lord is my salvation / and with him I nolonger fear, / because I have certainty in my heart; / salvation is here with me. 1. I praise you, Lord, / because once you were far from me / now youhave come back / and have taken me with you.2. You will drink with joy at the fountains, / atthe fountains of salvation / and on that day youwill say: / Praise the Lord, invoke his name. 3. Letall the people know / everything he has done / and may they remember forever, / rememberalways that his name is great. 4. Sing to him whohas done great things / and let the world knowit; / shout loudly your joy, / inhabitant of Zion,because great with you is the Lord.

Canzone degli occhi e del cuore (p. 211)

1. Even if one day, my friend, / I should forget thewords / Forget the time and place, / Whether itwas night or day, / I will never be able to forget / What your eyes spoke. Ref. And thus, flying,flying, / even a tiny heart went away, / crossing thesky towards the great heart, / a tiny and petty heart / like an unwelcoming village, / was flying straight uptowards its destiny; / and no one was able to stop it, / not even the balance sheets of life, / those inventoriesthat are always taken without love. 2. Thus I spoke ina hurry / not to leave anything behind / not toleave evil behind / and the workings of themind; / and your eyes told me / that I hadalready been forgiven. 3. And now go back to theone who knows, / to the one who shareseverything with you, / who gives your children ahearty embrace, / and do not hide your face, / since from your eyes one understands / when lifebegins again.

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Canzone di Maria Chiara (p. 211)

1. My door will be closed / to the rich and thestrong, / to all those who didn’t love, / to thosewho played with death. 2. To those who werewell-off, / to those who seek their own glory, / to those who didn’t love, / and to those whobecame famous. Ref. If you don’t become like littlechildren, you’ll never enter. 3. There’s no place forone / who won’t sell his house / to buy the field / where I’ve hidden my treasure. 4. But for all thehungry, / those who thirst for justice, / I’ve flungopen wide my doors; / I’ve prepared my joy.5. For those who were persecuted, / for those whocried during the night, / for those who loved, / for those who offered their lives, / 6. my housewill be open, / my table prepared. / My houseopen and table prepared for those who loved, / forthose who offered their life.

Chant de pénitence (p. 261)

Ref. If you knew how much I love you, / you wouldreturn to me Jerusalem. / And the weight of your sinsthemselves / would bring you back. 1. We are nobetter than our fathers, / the children of Israel. / We are no better than our fathers – / we are justthe same. / Yes, we have sinned / and we havecheated. / We have ruined everything / and wehave abandoned you. / We are no better than ourfathers, / the children of Israel. 2. We are no betterthan St. Peter / when the cock crowed. / But St.Peter cried. / Yes, we have banished you / andbetrayed you. / And we have been embarrassed / to be counted among your friends. / We are nobetter than St. Peter / when the cock crowed.3. We are no better than the others, / despite ourpretensions. / We are no better than the others, / even if we think we are. / Yet, when you wish, / a glimmer of fire / passes in our eyes / and it’s aradiant day. / We are then closer to the others, / despite our divisions. / And closer to the others– / and we find you again.

Come è grande (p. 213)

1. How great is your goodness / prepared forthose who fear you / You do great things for thosewho take refuge in you, / and great things forthose who love only You! 2. Like a silent wind youpicked us / from the mountains and the sea / you

came to me like a new dawn / your strong armwanted me here with itself. 3. How clear is thewater at your spring / for the thirsty and the tiredof searching: / certainly he found the signs of yourlove / which got lost in the hour of sorrow.4. Like a flower born among the stones / willsearch the sky above / so also your Grace, yourspirit for us / is born to see the world that Youwant.

Como busca (p. 269)

As the tender infant / tired and sad / looks for restand comfort / in the arms of his mother, / so also,I, from the moment / the white light of dawnresplends, / come, O Lady, / in search of yourheavenly protection.

Cuando de mi Patrona (p. 269)

1. When I go to the sanctuary of Our Lady, / going uphill is like going downhill. / And when Igo down, / it becomes an uphill climb. 2. I do notknow what it is that Our Lady has, / I don’t knowwhat it is when she looks at me. / Her eyes arelike stars. / Oh, may I always see myself in thoseeyes!

Dulcis Christe (p. 195)

1. Sweet Jesus, good God, / my love, my life, / my salvation, my glory. 2. You are the creator, / you are the savior of the world. 3. I want you, Ilove you, / I adore you, o sweet love, / I adoreyou, o dear Jesus.

El Señor es mi fuerza (p. 271)

Ref. The Lord is my strength, / my rock, mysalvation. 1. You lead me in the path of justice, / you teach me truth. / You give me courage formy struggles; / I’ll forge on without fear. 2. Yougive light to the shadows of my life; / you givelight to the world. / Even if I walk in the valley ofshadows, / I will never fear. 3. I entrust my life’sdestiny / to the God of my salvation. / You teachyour ways to the poor; / you are their shield.4. The Lord is the strength of His people, / theirgreat liberator. / You make them live in trust, / sure that they belong to You.

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Errore di prospettiva (p. 214)

1. When the day comes in which we’ll see / everything clearly, / think of how much we’lllaugh, / how meaningless our fears will have been.2. With music, / with hearts full of joy / for thetime gone by, / for a serene morning. Ref. Butthere’s one thing / that I could / never laugh about: / about the bad things / that I meant to do to you. / Ifthere’s one thing that I want, / something that’s worthit, / it is to dwell in your house – / everything else isbanal. / And to speak with you / about when I waslittle, / when I saw things / with the eyes of a child.3. Do you remember / that time when I was soangry / and I believed it was love? / I wanted tobe just.

Este es el dia del Señor (p. 272)

Ref. This is the day of the Lord, / this is the time ofmercy. 1. In front of our eyes, / we will not beashamed / of the ancient / sin of your people. / You will take out / the proud heart from theroot / and you will generate a humble people / with a sincere heart. 2. Among all the peoples / you maintain us as a rest / so that we sing yourworks / and we hasten the coming of yourkingdom. / We will be a new race / for the newkingdom, / priestly race / following your First-born. 3. The oppressors will be overthrown / andthe servants will rejoice; / the children of guilt / will be your heirs. / Then you will show us / theday of your coming / for those who ate / thebread of exile. 4. Rejoice my inner self! / Rejoicemy people! / Because the Lord is just, / Herevokes His decrees: / salvation is announced / where hell was close at hand, / because the Lordlives / among His people.

Favola (p. 215)

1. Don’t be afraid / my son, / but it’s the rougherroad / that will bring you there; / so leave behindthe easy path, / take to the road / and go throughthat forest / that you needn’t fear / because Ref.there’s someone with you, / he’ll never leave you, / don’t be afraid, / take to the road and go … 2. Whenyou come upon the wolf, / fox, and lion, / don’tbe afraid / and don’t be confused: / they belongto another tale / that ends badly, / they can’ttouch you; / don’t look back because Ref. there’s

someone with you, / he’ll never leave you, / don’t beafraid, / don’t look back, just go … 3. Don’t give into the darkness / that devours things; / now it’snight, but the day will come again. 4. So when youarrive / at the last bridge / with time at yourback / and life ahead of you, / a hand greater thanyours / will lift you up; / abandon yourself to thathand, / don’t be afraid, because Ref. there’ssomeone with you, / he’ll never leave you, / don’t beafraid, / don’t stop, just go …

Fica mal com Deus (p. 287)

Ref. On bad terms with God / is a person whoknows not how to give, / on bad terms with me / is aperson who cannot love. 1. I walk along the way / asone who wants to arrive. / Whoever wants tocome with me / has to come with love, / has tobe able to give.

GS Cha Cha Cha (p. 216)

Ref. That’s GS, cha cha cha / They invented itbetween La Bassa and the sea. 1. If you want to befulfilled; / if you want to get involved; / if youwant to understand people / and love life; / if youalways want to stay with people, / come anddance … GS cha cha cha. 2. If the world andpeople are important to you, / if you love timeand eternity, / if you want to enjoy life to thefullest, / come and dance, GS cha cha cha.

Gracias a la vida (p. 274)

1. Thanks to life / that has given me so much. / It has given me two eyes / that when opened / distinguish perfectly / black from white / and inthe high heaven / its starry background / and inthe crowd / the man whom I love. 2. Thanks tolife / that has given me so much. / It has givenme sound / and the alphabet / With the words / that I think and declare / Mother, friend, brother / and shining light / the path of the soul / of thatwhich I love. 3. Thanks to life / that has given meso much. / It has given me hearing / in all itsfullness It records / night and days / crickets andcanaries, / hammers, turbines, / bricks, down-pours, / and the tender voice / of my love.4. Thanks to life / that has given me so much. / It has given me the rhythm / of my tired feet. / With them I traveled / cities and puddles, /

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beaches and deserts, / mountains and plains / andyour house, your street / and your patio.5. Thanks to life / that has given me so much. / It has given me the heart / that quickens its beat / When I see the fruit / of human capacity, / whenI see good / far from bad, / when I see thebottom / of your clear eyes. 6. Thanks to life / that has given me so much. / It has given melaughter / and tears; / in that way I distinguish / happiness from sorrow, / the ingredients / thatmake up my song. / And your song / which isthe same song. / And the song of all / which ismy own song. / Thanks to life / that has givenme so much.

Gracias por la amistad (p. 275)

1. In our memory our friendship will always live / and the distance will never prevent it from being. / A friendship like a seed of eternity / grew in oursouls. 2. Sincere smiles of love / and red eyes fullof tears because of the “goodbye”. / Our wordsbecame silent, / our gestures speak form the heart.Ref. Thank you Lord for the friendship / of thesefriends who leave, / thank you because with them wediscovered truth. / Thank you because they are thesign / and sacrament of our unity. / Thank you forhaving given us friendship.

Grazie Signore (p. 216)

1. Thank you, Lord, / for having given me / many brothers and sisters in order to come toyou. / Thank you, Lord, / for having put thesmile / on our faces in order to tell us of your love.2. Thank you, Lord, / for having made theworld / your home, your divine kingdom, / sothat we can love you and love each other / nomatter where we are or where we go.

Ho un amico (p. 217)

Ref. I have a great, great friend / there is no one morejust than him / he has given me the whole world. / and he is stronger than a king. 1. If I tremble, He issure / and He is never afraid / He is the mostsincere friend, you know, / and he follows youwherever you may you go. 2. But sometimes Iavoid him / and I want to do things by myself / but soon my world falls apart / because He isstronger than me. 3. Once I thought / to be able

to love all by myself / I didn’t think and I didn’tknow / that even a king cannot do so.

Hombres nuevos (p. 276)

Ref. Give us a big heart to love, / give us a strongheart to fight. 1. New men, makers of history, / builders of a new humanity. / New men who liveexistence / like the risk of a long journey. 2. Newmen, fighters of hope, / travelers thirsting fortruth. / New men, without restraints, chains; / free men demanding liberty. 3. New men, lovingwithout boundaries, / beyond any race or place. / New men who stand beside the poor / sharingwith them house and bread.

Hoy arriesgaré (p. 276)

1. The drama of existence / looks forward tomeeting its truth; / It wants to hide Hispresence, / to forget His incarnation. 2. My willwill struggle / to keep His justice, / my lifebelongs to Him, / nothing can keep me away.Ref. Today I will sing, I will sing my life or mydeath. / Today I will risk all my destiny. / Today, Iwill sing, I will sing my life or my death. / Today Iwill announce that He is still present. 3. I have knownthe source / that saves man from evil, / in myflesh, there is a strong cry, / in my blood atempest. 4. My new law is the story / that I mustfollow, / great is His mercy, / even though I didnot deserve it.

I cieli (p. 218)

1. I really don’t know / how to thank my Lord: / He gave me the heavens to look at / and a heartfull of joy. 2. He bent down over me, / camedown from the sky / in order to live among us / and save us. 3. One day, I’ll be with him, / I’ll livein his house, / his house of gold, / with a heartfull of joy. 4. One day, we’ll be with him / in hishouse, / in his house of gold, / with hearts full ofjoy.

Il disegno (p. 218)

1. In the deepest sea of silence, just a single voicewas heard. / In an endless night, there was only aspark of light / where nothing had been presentbefore. Ref. You had already written my name among

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the stars. / You had already planned my life to beentwined with Yours. / You had already written aboutme. 2. And when, from Your mind, the stars beganto shine, / and from Your hands, the earth wasborn / where nothing had been present before …3. And when You stretched the sky’s vastness, / painting rainbows and clouds on it / wherenothing had been present before … 4. And whenYou carved valleys and hills, / and drew the pathof every person, / I know You did it also for me.Ref. I didn’t know my longing until I met You. / Now I see what freedom is: Your plan prepared forme. / I will search no more because now You will saveme.

Il mio volto (p. 219)

1. My God, I look at myself and discover that I amfaceless. / I look into my depths and see endlessdarkness. Ref. Only when I realize that You exist / do I hear my voice again – / like an echo – / and I’mborn again, / as time is born from memory. 2. Ohheart, why do you tremble? You’re notalone,you’re not alone. / You don’t know how tolove, yet you are loved; / you don’t know how tomake yourself, yet you are made. Ref. As the starsup in the sky, / You make me walk in Being; / makeme grow and change, / as you raise up and change thelight / from day to night. 3. You make my soul takeon color, as the snow / on Your preciousmountain tops takes on the sun of Your Love.

Il monologo di Giuda (p. 220)

Ref. It was not for the thirty pieces of silver / but forthe hope / that He awakened / in me that day. 1. Iwas a quiet man, / I had a comfortable life, / Ieven used to pay my respects / to God in hishouse. / But one day that man came, / He spokeof peace and love / He said that He was theMessiah, / my Saviour. 2. Through lands dried upby the sun, / through the streets of every village / we were suffocated by the crowd / with theiroutstretched hands, / but then the days went by / and His kingdom did not come / I’d already givenHim everything / and he betrayed me. 3. Myheart became like stone / and my eyes becamegood at escaping, / He’d given me anguish / andso he had to die. / Hanging from a tree is a body /

that is no longer mine / now I see in his eyes / that he is the Son of God.

Il nostro cuore (p. 221)

Ref. Our heart did not get lost / our steps did not strayfrom your path. 1. Neither anxiety nor pain, / fearand the sword … / I will never escape yourgaze, / I will never leave your house. 2. Yourpeople fear / neither death nor life, / the presentnor the future, / your rock is steady. 3. I shallpraise your glory / with my song, my joy, / withlove and words, / I will cry out of your strength.

Il popolo canta (p. 221)

1. The storyteller has begun to tell his tale, / theweaver has begun to spin, / the bricklayer bringsthe bricks and the mortar, / man walks forwardwhen he is sure of where he is going. Ref. Thepeople sings of its liberation. 2. The storyteller hasbegun to tell his tale, / the weaver has begun tospin, / I feel life bursting inside my heart, / manwalks forward when he is sure of where he is going.

Il seme (p. 222)

Ref. The Lord planted a seed / In the soil of mygarden / The Lord planted a seed / In the depth of mymorning. 1. As soon as I noticed it / I came downfrom my balcony / And I wanted to inspect theseed. Ref. But the Lord planted the seed / In the soilof my garden / But the Lord planted the seed / At thestart of my path. 2. I would like the seed toblossom / I would like the flower to spring out / But as to the sprouting time / My Lord knows it.

Il viaggio (p. 222)

1. Make me walk again; / I’ve lost so muchtime, / and I didn’t think this journey / would belike this. 2. Along the road, / I’ve met two-facedmen / who wanted to steal / my will and mycourage. Ref. But I’m no better than them. / I nolonger have either father or mother. / And grownchildren / look at us and ask us for a sign. 3. Whenwe took to the sea, / I was really happy. / Irevealed to You everything / You already know:4. my life up until now, / the desire to change, / and even her name / that I kept secret. Ref. Youlistened to us all speak, / then you spoke about

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Yourself – / about that world far, / far away, yet true.5. Then I fell in into the trap / of hate andpower, / and I thought that I was cut off. 6. Andnow, here is the city / with its golden walls, / with watchmen in the towers, / flowering treesand gardens. 7. I had never seen it, / yet I wasborn there, / and there I would return. 8. So I leftmy group / during the night – / I could no longerbe one of them. 9. The rising sun / found me onthe road / running after / all my wasted time.10. I’ve crossed mountains / and seas, / and nowI want to / continue my journey. Ref. I’m lookingfor you in every house, / I am speaking about you toeveryone I meet, / and that world far, / far away isnow ever more true.

In questa notte splendida (p. 62)

1. On this splendid night of light and brilliance / our heart trembles: the Savior is born. / A tinybaby will open the door for us / to the heaven ofthe Most High in His truth. 2. Awake from sleep,run with the shepherds. / It is a night of miracles,of grace, of wonder. / Dry your tears, do not crybecause / our dearest Jesus is born for you too.3. On this clear night of glory and splendor / ourheart trembles: the Savior is born. / Our dearestJesus will open the door to us, / the Son of themost high will always be with us.

Inno delle scolte di Assisi (p. 223)

Ref. Sound the trumpet, the day is finished, / thecurfew has already sounded. / Up, sentries, to thetowers, / armed guards! / Attention! In silence, keepvigil. / Attention, O sentries, keep vigil. 1. O oursaints who exult in the heavens, / glorious andblessed virgin saints, / we invoke you, / save thiscity / with your love. / Against the enemy thatthe soul retains, / against death that comes soquickly, / in every heart / may there be peace andgood, / may there be respite from every pain. / Peace!

Io non sono degno (p. 224)

Ref. I am not worthy of what you do for me, / youwho love one like me so much. / See that I havenothing to give you, / but if you wish, take me. 1. Iam like dust blown about by the wind, / like rainfallen from the sky. / I am like a dog loosed by the

hurricane / if you, Lord, are not with me. 2. Youmake me strong against my enemies, / I fearnothing and await death. / I feel that you are near,that you will help me, / but I am not worthy ofwhat you give me.

Io ti offro (p. 224)

Ref. I offer you all my life, oh my Lord. / I offerto you all of me. 1. Whoever hopes in you won’tbe disappointed. 2. You’ve given us life among thetruly living people.

Jesu, dulcis memoria (p. 193)

1. Sweet is the memory of Jesus, / giving joy tothe heart. / But sweeter even than honey / is Hispresence. 2. There is nothing sung that issweeter, / nothing heard that is more pleasant, / no thought that is dearer / than Jesus, God’s Son.3. Jesus, hope for penitents, / how tender You arefor seekers, / when You are asked for. / Butgreater still, when You are found! 4. Tonguecannot say, / words cannot express; / only hewho has experienced Him / can believe what it isto love Jesus. 5. Be Thou Jesus, our joy, / Youwho are our future reward. / May we have greatglory in You / for all ages.

Jesu rex admirabilis (p. 194)

1. Jesus! Admirable King / and noble triumphantone, / unutterable sweetness, / all desirable.2. Remain with us O Lord / and enlighten us, / clear away the darkness of mind, / And fill theworld with sweetness.

La canzone della Bassa (p. 224)

1. To Bassa I go, I go happily / and I am happierthan a great president / and when I am with thosechildren / I feel greater than Puccini. 2. In Bassa Iam looking for something; / money is not enough,a girlfriend is not enough. / I’m looking forsomething, something for life / something thatnever becomes rusty. 3. In Bassa I find, I find anew heart, / and then toward other people I movelightheartedly; / all my day is a great feast: / Ithrow open my window more and more. 4. Thenin Bassa I return happily, / humanity reborn in memore sweetly / and I can start playing the game

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(of life). / It’s useless to pluck a daisy’s petals (as in“she loves me, she loves me not”).

La ceseta de Transaqua (p. 243)

1. Have you seen the little church of Transaqua / and the peak of Cimon della Pala over the roofshingles? 2. She has eyes clear as water / and hairstraight and unknotted 3. Yes, I have seen the littlechurch of Transaqua / but Cimon della Palawasn’t there 4. Over the shingles sparkling withrain / a huge black cloud could be seen 5. In thechurch the priest sings the Mass, / over Cimondella Pala whistles the wind 6. What does it matterthat I have broken shoes? / I look at you and I feela joy in my heart.

La guerra (p. 225)

1. In my war against falsehood, / injustice andpoverty, / I learned only how to deceive myself; / I learned only cowardice. 2. I never defended myland, / I only ran away. I always run away, youknow. Ref. In this world, then, / will there never bejustice? 3. I directed my thoughts / toward theillusion of what I wanted. / But enemies ofyesteryear come back to triumph: / it’s a lost warfor me. 4. In my hands, everything turned todust, / only names with no reason. Ref. With myown hands, / I could never create justice! 5. Now, Iam left to remember / that I became lost when Ibelieved in myself. / What remains is the regret ofwasted time – / and maybe, the expectation ofyou. / No, what remains is the regret of wastedtime, / and the certain expectation of you.

La nuova Auschwitz (p. 225)

1. I played the violin at Auschwitz / while otherJews were dying; / I played the violin atAuschwitz / while they killed by brothers / Theytold us to play / to play loudly and never tostop, / to cover up the cries of death / to playloudly and never to stop. Ref. It is not possible to belike them. 2. In the new world / which we havenow created / there is misery / there is hate andsin / Now we’ve returned to Auschwitz / whereso much evil was done to us / but the evil of theworld has not died / and all of us can do it. Ref. Itis not difficult to be like them. 3. Now I play theviolin to the world / as the new Jews are dying. /

Now I play the violin to the world / while mybrothers are being killed.

La pietra (p. 225)

Ref. The stone that the builders rejected / has becomethe cornerstone. 1. It is better to take refuge in theLord / than to hope in men. / It is better to takerefuge in the Lord / than to hope in princes. 2. Ithank You because You have answered me: / Youhave been my salvation. 3. Blessed is He whocomes in the name of the Lord. / We bless Youfrom the Lord’s house. / You are my God; I thankYou, / I exalt You.

La samaritaine (p. 262)

1. While He was going back to Galilee – / howlong is the journey – / Jesus arrived in the regionsof Samaria, my friend. / Since He was tired / because of the long journey, / He sat on a well,my friend. Ref. It is not / that the well is too deep, / but it is that the rope / does not reach the bottom.2. His friends left him behind / and a womancame to Him. / She was going to take water. / and He asked her for some. 3. She was surprised / and Jesus told her gently: / “My friend, if youwant to quench your thirst / through the longpath, / a living water has no price.” 4. But shesaid: “How can we get the water, / because longis the path, / from the bottom of the well? / Weneed a long rope / to get the water we desire.”5. Jesus said: “In truth, / if the journey is long, / there is a source right here, / springing foreternity / through the long path, / sprung fromthe heart of the Messiah, my friend!”

La strada (p. 226)

Ref. The road is beautiful for the person who walks / the road is beautiful for the person who goes / andbeautiful is the road which brings you home / wherethey await you. 1. The countryside is all yellow, / and I already miss you / but where I’m goingthere’s someone awaiting me / and so I carry youwithin me. 2. I carry with me my songs / and astory that has begun, / God is truly great / andgreat is this life of ours.

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La Virgen de Guadalupe (p. 277)

Ref. The Virgen of Guadalupe, the morning star, / black eyes, dark skin, my little American Virgin. / Protectress of the poor, the melting pot of all the races, / you transformed our land into a continent of hope.1. Juan Diego cannot explain to himself howcame / the Queen of Heaven to visit him. / TheIndian is crying, the rose bush blossomed, / Godgave him a Mother of his own color. 2. The Indianand the Spaniard are no longer enemies: / throughher grace the Virgin united us. / Throughoutcenturies will endure this faith / of America whichshouts that it wants to be reborn.

Lasciati fare (p. 226)

Ref. Let yourself be made by one who knows you, / who loves you. 1. The Lord knows how many hairsyou have on your head; / He knows even thenames of the stars. 2. Don’t worry about what youare to eat and drink. / The Lord even clothes thelilies of the field.

Lasciati fare (p. 226)

Ref. Let yourself be made by He who knows you / letyourself be made by He who loves you. 1. The Lordeven knows / how many hairs are on your head; / The Lord even knows / the name of the stars.2. Don’t worry about knowing / what to eat andwhat to drink; / the Lord even dresses / the liliesof the field.

Liberazione n. 2 (p. 227)

1. Tonight, neither a book, / a song / nor awoman’s love will do. / Confusion can’t even / drive away the boredom / of a life that is lacking.Ref. But you, only you / can fill up the emptiness ofmy mind, / only you can open the heart of one whocan’t feel it; / and you can play with my thoughts, / make me feel as if I were born anew. 2. I won’t givemy life, / unique yet empty, / to stupid politics / or to a false ideal / that I invented, / one to whichI remain both master and slave. 3. This strangelove / was born just like a child / that no oneexpected. / But why in this moment / do wewant to make ourselves lords / of a love that wasgiven us?

Luntane cchiù luntane (p. 255)

1. To sing about this brightness / I feel a tremblein my heart. / All this starry sky, / all the sea thatmakes me dream. 2. But for you, only for you / from my soul / amidst this sky and this sea / asong that I can’t keep comes out. Ref. Far,farther / than the farthest star / the most beautifullight / shines and makes me sing in my heart.3. Sailor, we must row / amidst all thisbrightness / the sail sings to the wind / a greatsong that goes far. 4. You know, nice boat, / where this soul wants to go in order not to die … / You must go far with this sigh.

Ma non avere paura (p. 227)

Ref. “Do not be afraid, never stop, / because My loveis faithful / and is never-ending”. 1. I always lookinside myself / and I don’t see You. / There’snoise in my heart / and I don’t know why. 2. Idon’t know what to say, / I don’t know what todo. / “Be silent inside yourself / and listen toMe”. 3. “Each time you want, / you will findMe / and you know My love / is never-ending”.

Marta Marta (p. )

1. I don’t know what to do / because I don’tunderstand anything; / I can’t hear the voicesanymore, / I can’t see my people. Ref. The nightwas dark and there were no stars, the night was dark,why? / The night was dark and there were no stars, / You only saw yourself. 2. Can’t you see the way Iam, / why don’t you help me? / You see howtired I am, / nobody listens to me. 3. Martha,Martha, you get upset / and you worry about athousand things, / when there is only one thing, / one thing that counts. Ref. The night was dark andthere were no stars … / I only saw myself.

Martino e l’imperatore (p. 229)

1. They will tell you that your father / was a verystrange man, / an unsuccessful poet, / and an illu-sioned Christian. 2. They will tell you that yourmother / was all sentimentality / she still prayedthe Lord, / when ’twas time to scream and shout.Ref. But don’t you ever believe / in the emperor, / even if his name is society / even if they call himhonour / even if his name is people / even if they call

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him love. 3. Only stick to God our Father, / whohas come and will come again, / to bring us realjustice / against man’s cruelty. 4. Don’t givecredit to the monkey / and to its casuality. / Hold on tight to my hand, / even if it won’t bethere.

Mattone su mattone (p. 229)

Ref. Brick upon brick, / the big house is built: / how tiring, how tiring it is! Why? / Brick uponbrick, / the big house is built: / it is the Lord whowants to live in it with you. 1. I have many things todo, / my day is full, I also have to study, / but atthe dephts of your heart do not forget that: …2. Stop for a moment and try to think: / whatmatters in all these things being done? / I will tellyou a secret which is good for you: … 3. Openwide your door and try to look outside / and lookat all the others who are waiting / to share a littlebit of your time. 4. I give you half of my bricks / to build your house to make you happy: / in themeantime my house will build itself.

Noi non sappiamo chi era (p. 231)

Ref. We don’t know who He was, / but He wascalled Jesus. 1. Peter met him on the seaside, / Paulmet him on the way to Damascus. / Come,brother, there will also be a place for you. 2. Marymet him on the public way, / Dismas met himatop the cross … 3. We met him at the lasthour … Ref. Now we know who he was. / He wasthe one you were looking for, He was called Jesus.

Non c’è nessuno (p. 232)

Ref. Nobody loves the moon / like the stars of thesky! Nobody loves the seashore / like the waves of thesea. 1. I love you too, you know that, / I wouldremain always with you … / And yet I mustleave / but love must not end. 2. You know howmuch I love you, / I would remain always withyou… / Even if you leave / we will stay togetherbecause Ref. When the moon sets far away / alonging for the sky remains. / When the seashoredisappears far away / a longing for the sea remains.

Non son sincera (p. 232)

Ref. The evil I do, it’s not my evil, / I am moremiserable than I can believe. / The evil I have withinmy bones, / Father, it keeps me far from you. 1. Mytime goes by, I’m not sincere, / I love the people,I’m not sincere, / I love the present, I’m notsincere, / I pray at night, I’m not sincere. 2. Letme encounter, He who can suffer, / He who cangive, right till the end, / He who is sincere, Hewho is real, / He who I can at least follow.

O dolce casa mia (p. 232)

1. O sweet house of mine / I would like to fly toyou. / Even though I’m far / I always think ofyou. / O treasured house of mine / O when can Isee you again? / My heart speeds up the day / inwhich I will come back to you. 2. But evensweeter than this / to the eye of my heart / thehouse that the Lord announced / to me shines. / There the mistake is silent / there is no moresorrow, / there is purity and peace / there isgladness and love.

O quam amabilis (p. 194)

1. How lovable you are, good Jesus, / how sweetyou are, holy Jesus; / O joy of the heart, solace ofthe mind, / O good Jesus. 2. How admirable youare … / how honorable you are … 3. Howvenerable you are … / Ever praiseworthy …4. Give salvation to the flock of the faithful … / and after the end of this life give everlasting joy …

O spes mea cara (p. 197)

1. O Mary, sweet hope, / from this valley ofsorrows I implore you. / Hear my prayer; / console me when I cry out to you. / Strengthenmy uncertain path and save me. 2. Through botheasy paths and bitter ones, / you, strong and pure,lead my weakness toward the good that neverdies. / Amidst storms and struggles, / guide me,O star, from exile to the safe port. 3. O Motherand advocate, / please ask Your Son that at thehour of my death / – with my sins forgiven – / you may bring me among the blessed ranks ofheaven.

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Oh! doux pays de Chanaan (p. 263)

Ref. O sweet land of Canaan, / how long is the roadto you! / O sweet land of Canaan, / sweet land ofour hope. 1. Time seems long and gray / when Ithink of that sweet land, / but tonight, we willleave / for that land of harvest. 2. I hear the soundof tambourines / that lead the dance towardmorning, / a dance in memory of the sweetlamb / whose pure blood streamed forth. 3. Wewill pass a tense night / in a desert frozen fromcold winds, / but the Cloud is present / toenflame us with a fire of love. 4. The morning of aradiant day will come – / salvation, finally, at thegates of heaven! / There, we will ever sing / theharvest’s great alleluia.

Pa ret ap domi (p. 292)

1. Friend, don’t keep on sleeping. / Lift up yourhead / and look at the sun; / then, you’ll knowwhat time it is. 2. Friend, don’t keep on sleeping. / Lift up your head and look; / then, you’ll see thatit’s time / for our work together to begin.3. Come as you are. / Tomorrow will be better. / If we want a better tomorrow, / we must joinhands together. 4. Come as you are. / Don’t lookback, don’t be scared. / If you want to get rid ofall misery, / we must work together.

Parce Domine (p. 180)

Have mercy on us, Lord, have pity on yourpeople; / do not be angry with us in eternity.

Povera voce (p. 234)

1. Poor is the voice of one who doesn’t exist. / Such is our voice if it no longer has a reason. / Itmust cry out, implore / that life’s breath nevercease. 2. But it must sing out because there is life. / All of life pleads for eternity; / our voice whichasks Love for life / can’t die, it can’t end. 3. Soours is not a poor voice of a man who doesn’texist. / It’s a voice that sings with a reason.

Prece ao vento (p. 289)

1. Wind that shakes the leaves of the palm trees, / wind that ripples the waters of the sea, / wind thatruffles the hair of my love, / bring me news fromafar. 2. Wind that whistles over the roofs, / calling

the moon to rise, / wind that over there on thebeach / heard my love singing. 3. Today I amalone and you too; / I am sad remembering mydearest; / wind, please tell me / where my lovewent hiding.

Quando uno ha il cuore buono (p. 234)

Ref. When one is good-hearted, / he fears nothing, / he’s happy with everything, / he only wants to love.1. How often have I called you by name, / howoften have I looked for you, / but you run awayand hide; / I’d really like to know why. 2. Shortlyafter nightfall, / I heard your voice call out; / andI say: come home – / my love is greater than thesea. 3. You heard your name being called; / this,for sure, you can never forget. / Come on, don’tpretend to be deaf; / it is only you who can answermy call.

Quant’è dolce o Salvatore (p. 235)

1. How sweet is it, O Savior, to serve You / andoffer my heart to You with love. Ref. Please takemy life: / I’m offering it to You. / You bestowedYour grace on me. / I will live in faith. 2. Allow meto consecrate my whole self to You, 3. to ever fixmy gaze only on You, to serve You with constantfaith.

Qui presso a te (p. 235)

1. Here next to you, Lord, I wish to stay! / Andthe cry of my heart, listen to it, O God! / Thedark night descends on the heart that is in fear; / but my faith remains every hour, here, next to you!2. Here, next to you, Lord, I wish to stay! / Noone sees my pain, you see it, O God! / O, living,true bread, only you can give me peace; / andthere is peace for me, here next to you.

Regina caeli (p. 179)

Queen of heaven, rejoice, alleluia! / For He whomyou were worthy to bear, alleluia! / Has risen asHe promised, alleluia! / Pray for us to God,alleluia! / Rejoice and be glad, Virgin Mary,alleluia! / Because the Lord has truly risen,alleluia! / O Lord, who brought joy to the worldthrough the resurrection of Christ Your Son, grantthat through His Virgin Mother we might be

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brought to the joys of eternal life. Through Christour Lord.

Riu riu chiu (p. 69)

Ref. Keep our homes in safety; / God has kept theblack wolf from our Lamb, our Lady. 1. Raging madto bite her, there the wolf did steal, / But our Godalmighty defended her with zeal. / Pure Hewished to keep her, so she could never sin, / Thefirst sin of man never touched this Virgin sainted.2. He who is now begotten, is our mightymonarch, / Christ our holy Father in human fleshembodied. / He has brought atonement by beingborn so humble. Though He is immortal, as mortalwas created. 3. Many ancient prophets told thatHe would come, / Now within our own time, weknow it has come true. / God in shape of humanwe see on earth’s domain, / Man in heaven reigns,so He wished it done to aid us. 4. Herons by thethousands I see flying, singing, / High above mesounding a thousand songs of praise / In sweetvoices saying, may His glory be on high. / Peaceon earth they cry, Born is Jesus long awaited.5. He has come to offer life, to dead and dying. / He comes to atone for the fall of all mankind; / Light of hope far shining is He, the baby boy. / Lamb of God, our joy, just as good Saint Johnrelated. 6. In His wish to please us, God could dono other, / Than loving us so deeply than make ofher a mother / He who was His Father was bornof her tonight; / He who gave her life, was Hisown Son mild and gracious. 7. We have now thevery one we have always prayed for, / Let’s all goas neighbors and presents we will bear. / Let’s nolonger tarry our love and faith to give, / Since Hecame to live here among us as our Savior.

Romaria (p. 289)

1. The destiny / of a lone man such as me, / lostin my thoughts, / on my horse, / is one of dreamsand dust. / It’s a destiny of lasso and knot, / ofworn-out dress pants and vests, / of a life sufferedin solitude. Ref. I live inland / Senhora deAparecida, / illuminate the dark mine / and providethe base for my life. 2. My father was a farmhand, / my mother was solitude, / my brothers left / insearch of adventure. / I’m divorced, I gambled, / I invested, then I left. / If luck exists, I don’t know

– I’ve never seen it. 3. But they told me to comehere, / on this pilgrimage, / in prayer, to ask forpeace in my misadventures. / But since I don’tknow how to pray, / I came simply to show / my face.

Senhora de Aparecida is a sanctuary of the BlessedVirgin Mary close to São Paulo.

Rorate caeli desuper (p. 70)

Ref. Drop down the dew, you clouds above, / and letthe clouds rain down justice. 1. Do not be angry,Lord, / do not remember our sins. / The holycity is deserted / Jerusalem is desolate: / thehouse of your holiness and glory, / where ourfathers praised you. 2. We have sinned and becomelike a leper, / we have all fallen like a leaf; / oursins have whirled us away like the wind; / youhave hidden your face from us / and crushed us inthe grip of our sins. 3. See, Lord, the affliction ofyour people, / and send him whom you willsend. / Send out the Lamb who is the Lord of theworld, / from the crag in the desert to themountain of Zion, / so that he may take away theyoke of our bondage. 4. Comfort, comfort mypeople: / soon your salvation will come. / Whyare you wasting with sorrow / and distracted withgrief? / I will save you, do not fear, / for I am theLord your God, / the Holy One of Israel and yourredeemer.

Rossa sera (p. 236)

1. Red evening in Belo Horizonte / I have neverlaid my eyes on you / but I gave you my heart / as a gift for my friends who left us. 2. The red lipsof your beloved … / Oh brother, why did youleave them? / Long eyelashes of your beloved / washed with white tears. 3. The red lips of mybeloved / I took you with me to Brazil. / Andwith their red I colored / the white lips of theunloved. 4. Red fir trees of Lombardy, / red fruitsof the valley, / our land forgotten: / even this youhave abandoned./ 5. Red fir trees of Lombardy, / red fruits of the valley, / I have brought you toBrazil with me, / and have seeded your red land.6. Red valley of that morning: / Jesus Christ hasjudged us. / O brother, I have found you again, / red land, He has crushed you to dust. 7. Red

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evening, Belo Horizonte, / my eyes have neverlooked upon you, / but I have given you myheart, / for the friends who have left us.

Salelaka Mokonzi (p. 292)

1. The love of God is great, / He has sent for usJesus our Saviour. Ref. Work for the Lord, / oneLord. / Work for the Lord, you’ll have / everlasting joy. 2. The promise of the angelallowed Mary / to conceive Emmanuel Christ ourSaviour. 3. Angel of the Lord I believe yourwords, / be done to me according your words.

Seigneur où es-tu? (p. 264)

Ref. Where are you, Lord of glory, / since in my heartlies this black night? / Where are you, God of ourfathers, / since in our hearts there is no longer anylight? 1. I am looking for you in the streets / where you see the hungry. / I’m looking for youin the city / where you see those who have hadtheir fill. / I’m looking for you in the doubt, / ineyes full of tears, / and I’m waiting attentively tohear / your beating heart … 2. I find you in achild’s face / full of innocence. / I find you in thesquare / where you hire your farm hands. / Iknow well that you can be discerned / in the eyesof a baptized person. / I see you in the smile / of afriend who has forgiven. Ref. Come back to us, Lordof glory, / for in our eyes, there lies a black night. / Come back to us, God of our fathers, / and place ourhearts in your light.

Sevillanas del adiós (p. 282)

1. When a friend leaves / something dies in yoursoul. / When he leaves / he leaves a trace youcannot erase. Ref. Don’t go, / please don’t go; / even my guitar cries / when it says “goodbye”.2. Silence at the moment of the departure / because you have wounding words / that cannotbe spoken. 3. The ship becomes small / when itgoes away over the sea. / When it goes away overthe sea and you can’t see it anymore, / what agreat sadness! 4. What a hole is left / by the friendwho leaves, / it’s like a bottomless well / thatcannot be filled.

Si Dieu ne nous aimait pas (p. 264)

Ref. If God did not love us, / He would not havemade the earth, / and He would not have made allthis. 1. All this, at Christmas / one night in astable, / when He came to us from heaven. 2. Allthis, at daytime / He came to speak to the poor, / He told them about this love. 3. All this, atnight, / a night of great anguish / betrayed by hisfriends. 4. All this, on the cross / the day beforeEaster, / when He opened His arms. 5. All this,one morning, / when they came to His tomb, / when He resurrected.

Sou feliz Senhor (p. 290)

Ref. I am happy, because you walk with me. / Wewalk side by side; you are my best friend. 1. I want myeyes to be full of the light of your gaze; / I want tohave your hand in mine, guiding me. 2. As the sunshines in the sky each day, / I want my lips toshine with smiles of joy. 3. Like a strong wind, lifegoes by. / I want to have your grace always in me.

Stasera (p. 73)

Ref. There’s snow in the air tonight / and no one hastime to open his door or his heart. / There’s snow inthe air tonight, / and someone still stirs, / still hasn’tfound a place to rest. 1. A man knocks on everydoor, / a man asks at every house / whetherthere’s any room for her / who travels with me.2. The woman bends over in pain. / She will givewarmth to her newborn son. / Will findsomething, / and you’ll see it will suffice. / Ref. There’s snow in the air tonight, / no one hastime to open his door or his heart. / There’s snow inthe air tonight, / and a star moves across the sky. / Itwill rest over the house in the distance. 3. The childcries on a bed of hay. / The woman prays and theman watches over them. / He will reign forever; / and the world knows not who you are.

Sul pajon (p. 246)

1. The Aosta battalion – on a bed of hay – / always on the peaks / But when they go down tothe valley … / young ladies be careful! Ref. Onthe beds in the base / may they rest in peace, amen / get lost! / You, your mother and your aunt / and themilitary service and the rest. 2. The parish priest of

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Aosta / said it in his homily / Be careful, younggirls / the fourth battalion is coming. 3. But oneof the most beautiful / said very softly / If thefourth is coming, / this is what we want.

Toda la vida (p. 284)

1. Today the voice cannot be silent / The song isfreed in the truth; / what happened to us is sogreat / that it made our heart new. 2. It’s a firethat ignites the blood / it’s a light our eyes lookfor; / in truth is freedom born / the new life thattransforms. Ref. All of life cries out for the truth / that his Presence within us / lies in the miracle of ourcommunion, / the only form of liberation. 3. Theheart doesn’t conform itself / with dead cries ofInfinite / the heart desires eternity / in order tocry out for this with each beat.

Torna a Surriento (p. 259)

1. Look at the see, it’s so beautiful / it inspiressuch a storn feeling … / Just like you do to himwho thinks of you, / you make him dream evenawake! / Look at these gardens / smell theseorange blossoms / A scent so fine / it goesstraight to your heart. / And you say: “I’mleaving, good-bye!” / You get far from thisheart … / from the land of love, / do you reallynot feel like coming back? Ref. But don’t leaveme, / don’t give me such a pain! / Come back toSorrento, / let me live! 2. Look at the sea ofSorrento / such treasures in its depths: / Evenwho traveled the whole world / never saw the likeof this. / Look around, these mermaids / look atyou as if spellbound / they love you so much, / they would like to kiss you! / And you say: “I’mleaving, good-bye!”…

Tu sei un Dio fedele (p. 238)

1. Lord, we sing a hymn of praise to You / andgive thanks for Your immense goodness. Ref. Youare a faithful God for eternity. 2. May your lightguide our footsteps / and eternal truth shine onour faces. 3. May the gift of Your love renew ourlife; / may true freedom refresh our hearts. 4. Mayour lives be a sign of Your love; / may eternalcharity rejoice in all the world.

Tutor dicendo (p. 202)

1. Everything saying of Him, no one is quiet, / praising with song. Ref. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus sweet tobe loved. 2. Always I wait for Him with my joyfulheart, / make me happy. 3. I can’t help, give megreat support, / and I also want to call Him. 4. Iwant that you tell me the sweet life / that willsave me. 9. That I not loose you because of myfailings / with my false attempts. 11. You are theair I breathe, I’m your creature, / don’t abandonme!

Vieux pèlerin (p. 265)

1. Like an old wandering pilgrim / I am a strangereverywhere. / But I am sure that God is going tooffer me / a place to stay in the other world. / Iam going over there to see my father again, / mywalking is over; / I am going to find my home / on the other side of the river. 2. I will soon get tothe end of my journey, / I hear the river Jordanvery close by: / death has nothing for me to fear, / with it all my suffering will end. / I am going overthere to see my mother, / to at last be consolednear her, / on the otehr side of the river / to restat home. 3. Here is the end of my suffering / andthe rest for my old body; / here is the reward / which God promised for my efforts. / I am goingover there among the angels, / forgetting my pasttroubles, / to spend my time in praise / sayingthank you to Jesus without end.

Vuestra soy para vos nací (p. 285)

I am yours, for you I was born. / What do youcommand be done unto me? / Give me riches orpoverty, / give me consolation or anguish, / happiness or sadness. / Sweet life, sun withoutveil, / since I gave you everything, / what do youcommand be done unto me?

Vuestra soy pues me criasteis (p. 286)

1. I am yours because you created me, / yoursbecause you redeemed me, / yours because yousuffered for me, / yours because you called me, / yours because you waited for me, / yours becauseyou did not lose me. / What will you do with me?2. What will you do with me, O good Lord, / with such a vile servant? / What task have you

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given / this slave of a sinner? / Sweet spouse andRedeemer, / since I offered myself for you, / what will you do with me? 3. Whether I bear fruitor not, / whether I am silent or speaking, / whether I am suffering or enjoying, / it is only youwho live in me, / what will you do with me?4. You see here my heart, / I place it in yourpalm, / my body, my life, my soul, / my insides,my affliction. / You see me here, O sweet Love, / sweet Love, see me here, / what will you do withme?

Zachée (p. 265)

1. He was an ordinary little man, / his name wasZaccheus, / he was a tiny little man / and a taxcollector. / A small tax collector / doesn’t haveany authority, / but he was a real expert / in

stealing money from the people. Ref. Zaccheus,come down, the Lord is waiting for you. / Zaccheus,come down, He is here. / Zaccheus, open your hose tohim. 2. But one day he hears / that Jesus is aboutto go by, / and without saying anything / heclimbs up a tree. / The tree cannot hide you, / because Jesus, coming forward, / invites himself todinner. 3. And at the end of the feast / Jesuslooked at him. / And he bending his head / gotup to his feet. / Why do you bend down yourhead? / Jesus understood everything: / you willpay back all your debts / and all your thefts.4. And all the Pharisees / bursting with rage / cried: “Blasphemy! / To absolve such a sinner! / A sinner’s house / is really a strange palace!” / Yes, but it is in his heart / that Zaccheuswelcomed Him.

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ALPHABETICAL LIST (Contents by kind p. 5)

A

A canoa...................................286A Child Is Born in

Bethlehem .............................52A Hard Day’s Night.................80A Heart in New York ..............81A la clarté................................198A New Creation.......................13A noi Signore..........................204Abraham.................................260Abramo...................................203Ad galli cantum ......................193Adeste fideles ............................52Adiós con el corazón...............266Adoro te devote......................190Aeterne rerum conditor (Ad

galli cantum)........................193Ah, Holy Jesus..........................13Ahora es Tiempo ....................266Ai preât le biele stele...............239Aire castellano-leonés .............266Al mattino ..............................204Alecrim...................................286Alive in the World....................81All God’s Children Got

Wings ....................................39All my Trials.............................39All Night All Day.....................39All of Me...................................82Alla fiera di mastro Andrè.......248Alla mattina............................239Alleluia della forza...................204Allora saprete che esisto..........205Alma Redemptoris Mater ........52Along the Jordan River ............14Alouette..................................260

Amare Ancora.........................205Amazing Grace .........................15America.....................................82American Pie.............................82American Tune .........................84(L’) amico ...............................217(El) amigo...............................282Amor dolçe senza pare ............198An Austrian Went Yodeling .....85And I Love Her.........................85Angels We Have Heard on

High.......................................52(Les) anges dans nos

campagnes..............................63Angie.........................................86Anime affaticate et sitibonde...199Annuncio.................................205Another Saturday Night ...........86Apparirà ..................................206April Come She Will ................87Aria di neve...............................73As It Fell upon a Night.............53As Tears Go By.........................87Attende Domine .....................187(An) Austrian Went Yodeling...85Aux Champs Elysées...............260Avanti forza.............................207Ave donna santissima..............199Ave generosa...........................195Ave Maria splendore del

mattino ................................207Ave Maria Star of Every

Morning.................................15Ave Maria stella del mattino...207Ave maris stella.......................196Ave Regina caelorum .............196Ave verum ..............................191

Away for Rio! .......................... 16Away in a Manger.................... 53Azzurro................................... 249

B

Baby Why You Wanna LetGo ......................................... 87

Back in the USSR.................... 87Bad Moon Rising..................... 88Balada de caridade.................. 286Ballad of Spring Hill................. 88Ballad of the Old Man.............. 16Ballata del potere.................... 208Ballata del tempo perduto...... 208Ballata dell’amore vero........... 209Ballata dell’uomo vecchio ...... 209Ballata della società (L’opera). 210Balm in Gilead ......................... 40(La) bamba............................. 277Bamboo.................................... 89Banana Boat Song.................... 41Barbara Ann ............................. 89(La) Battaglia di Magenta ...... 251Battle Cry of Freedom............. 89Beautiful day ............................ 90Before the Break of Daylight.. 180Bella ciao................................ 239(La) bella la va al fosso............ 242Bersagliere ha cento penne ..... 239(The) Black Velvet Band ....... 175Blackbird.................................. 91Blowin’ in the Wind................. 91Both Sides the Tweed ............ 172(The) Boxer............................ 154Bridge Over Troubled

Waters................................... 91

311

Brightest and best of the sonsof the morning.......................53

Bring it on Home to Me ..........92Buena Vista Social Club.........268By the Light of the Silvery

Moon.....................................92Bye, Bye, Love.........................92

C

California Dreaming.................93Cambiar al hombre.................267Camminerò ............................210Camptown Races.....................93Can’t Buy Me Love..................94Can’t Help Falling in Love.......94(A) canoa ................................286(Il) cantastorie.........................221Cantico dei redenti .................210Canzone degli occhi e del

cuore....................................211Canzone dell’ideale.................233(La) canzone della Bassa .........224Canzone di Maria Chiara........211(El) capitan de la compagnia...240Carbonero...............................268Caribbean amphibian................17Caroling, Caroling....................54Carrickfergus ..........................172Caruso ....................................249(La) ceseta de Transaqua.........243(La) chacarera .........................271Champs Elysées......................260Chan Chan .............................268Chanson de mai......................199Chant de Pénitence.................261Che sarà..................................250Che siano una sola cosa...........212Chevaliers de la table ronde....262Chi accoglie nel suo cuore ......220

(A) Child Is Born inBethlehem..............................52

Children Go Where I SendThee.......................................54

Christe cunctorum..................194(The) Christmas Song...............74(I) cieli.....................................218Cielito lindo............................268(Il) cielo è pieno di stelle .........218(Las) cintas de mi capa............278City of New Orleans ................94Cjante il gjal............................240(A la) clarté .............................198Clementine ...............................95Climbin’ up the Mountain........40(I) coccodrilli...........................250Cockles and Mussels ...............172(Dos) Cocodrilos.....................269Com’è bello com’è dolce ........212Come and Go with Me.............41Come down O Love Divine.....17Come è grande........................213Come my Way My Truth

My Life ..................................17Come O Creator Spirit.............18Comfortably Numb..................96Como busca............................269Cómo......................................269Compañía hacia el destino ......269Conditor alme siderum.............55Convite a liberdade.................287Cotton Fields............................96Country Roads.......................152(The) Coventry Song................74Creator of the Stars of Night ....55Crocifisso, mio Signor.............213Crux fidelis..............................187Cuando de mi Patrona............269(La) cucaracha.........................277

D

D’amor pane dolcissimo......... 213Da mi conforto Dio................ 199Dal profondo .......................... 213Dal sangue dell’Agnello

riscattati............................... 180Daniel....................................... 41Danos un corazón................... 276Dashing away with the

smoothing iron...................... 18Dashing away with the

Smoothing Iron..................... 96(The) Day Thou Gavest,

Lord, Is Ended....................... 31Day-O...................................... 41De la crudel morte.................. 200Deck the Halls.......................... 55Del giorno giunti al termine... 181Der Mond ist aufgegangen ..... 290(The) Design ............................ 32Di luce mattutina sorger

nuovo .................................. 214Dicitencello Vuje.................... 253Dio che di chiara luce ............. 181Dio del cielo ........................... 246(Il) disegno ............................. 218Dixie......................................... 97Don’t Let Me down ................. 97Don’t Think Twice, It’s

Alright................................... 97Dona Dona............................... 98Dos Cocodrilos....................... 269(La) Dosolina.......................... 243(Oh) doux pays de Chanaan... 263Dove andrò............................. 214Dove sei stato mio bell’alpino 240Down by the Riverside............ 41Down in the River to Pray ...... 98Down on the Corner................ 99

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Dream a Little Dream of Me....99(The) Drunken Sailor..............154Dulcis Christe.........................195

E

E col cifolo del vapore.............240Early in the Morning ..............100Edelweis..................................100Egli è il tuo bon Jesù...............200Ein Jäger längs dem Weiher

ging......................................291El amigo .................................282El capitan de la compagnia .....240El condor pasa.........................100El está aquí..............................270El mar.....................................270El Rey ....................................271El Señor es mi fuerza...............271Entre a mi pago sin golpear

(La Chacarera).....................271Era de maggio.........................253Era una notte che pioveva.......240Erie Canal...............................101Errore di prospettiva...............214Es ist ein Ros entsprungen........56Este es el día del Señor............272Estoy alegre ............................272Estrella del mar.......................273Eterno Creatore del mondo....181Eterno Dio immutabile...........181Everybody Gonna Pray ............49Everybody Needs Somebody .101

F

Faithful Cross ...........................18Father and Son........................102Favola.....................................215Feelin’ Groovy........................153Fica mal com Deus.................287(Alla) fiera di mastro Andrè ....248

(The) 59th Street BridgeSong.....................................153

(The) First Noel.......................74Five Hundred Miles................102Flattire Freeway........................20(The) Foggy Dew...................175Forever Young........................103(The) Forgotten........................32Francisco Alegre......................273Freedom....................................42Freude, schöner Götterfunken.291(The) Friendly Beast.................75Frosty the Snowman.................56Fu luce la prima parola............182Funiculì funiculà......................254

G

(Ad) galli cantum...................193Garota de Ipanema..................287Get back..................................103Ghost Riders in the Sky..........138Gimme Some Lovin’ ..............104(Il) giovane ricco.....................219Give Me Jesus ...........................42Glory Hallelujah to the

Newborn King.......................42Go Down, Moses......................50Go Lassie Go...........................166Go Tell It on the Mountains.....42God Bless them Moonshiners .104God Rest Ye Merry

Gentlemen .............................56Goin’ Down that Highway.....143Going to Boston .....................105Good King Wenceslas...............57Gracias a la vida ......................274Gracias por la amistad.............275Granada...................................275Grazie Signore.........................216Great getting’ up mornin’.........20

Gs cha cha cha........................ 216Guantanamera........................ 276Guardo el lobo.......................... 69(La) guerra.............................. 225Gustate e vedete..................... 216Gypsy Rover.......................... 105

H

Hang Down Your Head,Tom Dooley........................ 159

(Oh) Happy Day...................... 47Happy Together..................... 106Happy Wanderer.................... 106(A) Hard Day’s Night.............. 80Hark! The Herald Angels

Sing ....................................... 58Have Yourself a Merry Little

Christmas.............................. 58He’s Got the whole World in

his Hands............................... 43(A) Heart in New York ........... 81Heidenröslein ......................... 290Help ....................................... 107Here Comes Jesus .................... 43Here Comes Santa Claus ......... 58Here comes the sun................ 107Here We Come A-

Wassailing ............................. 59Hey Jude ................................ 108Ho abbandonato..................... 217Ho un amico .......................... 217Hold On................................. 108(The) Holy Ground................ 176(Ah) Holy Jesus........................ 14Hombres nuevos .................... 276Homeward Bound ................. 108House of the Rising Sun ........ 109How Great Thou Art............... 20

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How Long Train Been Gone..109Hoy arriesgaré ........................276Hymn.....................................110

I

I Am A Pilgrim.........................21I Am a Poor Wayfaring

Stranger .................................28I Can See Clearly Now ..........110I cieli .......................................218I coccodrilli .............................250I Feel Fine...............................110I Got Shoes...............................39I Pastori ....................................59I Saw Her Standing there .......111I Saw Three Ships.....................60I Should Have Known Better.111I Still Haven’t Found what

I’m Looking for ...................112I Want Jesus to Walk with

Me .........................................43I Want to Be a Christian ..........44I Want To Hold Your Hand..112I Will ......................................113I Wonder as I Wander ..............60I’ll Be Home For Christmas.....61I’ll Never Find Another You..113I’ll Tell Me Ma .......................173I’m a Believer .........................114I’m Looking Through You.....114I’m on my way.........................21I’ve Been Working on the

Railroad...............................114Ich steh an deiner Krippe hier...61If I fell .....................................115If I Had a Hammer.................115If I Had My Way......................21If You Want to Sing out,

Sing out ...............................116

If You’re Happy and YouKnow it................................116

Ij dispiasì de noiautri alpin.......241Il cantastorie............................221Il cielo è pieno di stelle............218Il disegno.................................218Il est né le divin enfant ..............61Il giovane ricco........................219Il mio volto.............................219Il mistero.................................220Il monologo di Giuda..............220Il nostro cuore.........................221Il popolo canta ........................221Il ragazzo della via Gluck........251Il seme.....................................221Il Signore è la mia salvezza......210Il testamento del capitano.......241Il viaggio.................................222Immersi nel grande mistero ....182In chi.......................................223In comunione..........................223In licenza.................................241In questa notte splendida...........62(The) Infant King......................72Innalzate nei cieli lo sguardo ...182Inno delle scolte di Assisi.........223Io non sono degno...................224Io ti offro.................................224Isti sunt agni novelli ................196It Came upon the Midnight

Clear ......................................62It’s Me.......................................44

J

(Ein) Jäger längs dem Weiherging......................................291

Jailhouse Rock........................117Jamaica Farewell.....................117Jesù dolce ad amare.................202Jesu dulcis memoria ................193

Jesu rex admirabilis................. 194Jesu tibi vivo........................... 194Jesus Met the Woman.............. 44Jesus, My Lord, My God, My

All.......................................... 22Jingle Bell Rock....................... 62Jingle Bells................................ 63Johnny B. Goode.................... 117Joshua Fit the Battle of

Jericho ................................... 44Joska la Rossa......................... 242Joy to the World ...................... 63

K

Keep on the Sunny Side ......... 118(The) King Shall Come when

Morning Dawns .................... 75Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door... 118Kodachrome........................... 119Kumbaya.................................. 45

L

L’amico .................................. 217L’aurora risplende di luce........ 183L’è tre ore che son chi soto..... 242L’opera ................................... 210La bamba................................ 277La Battaglia di Magenta......... 251La bella la va al fosso .............. 242La canzone della Bassa............ 224La ceseta de Transaqua........... 243La Chacarera .......................... 271La cucaracha........................... 277La Dosolina ............................ 243La guerra ................................ 225La leggenda della Grigna........ 243La montanara ......................... 244La nuova Auschwitz............... 225La pietra ................................. 225La rivista dell’armamento....... 244

314

La samaritaine.........................262La santa Caterina....................251La strada .................................226La traccia ................................226La Virgen de Guadalupe.........277La Visaille...............................245Las cintas de mi capa ..............278Lasciati fare.............................226Lassie Go ................................166Late in the Evening.................119Lauda Sion Salvatorem...........191Laude novella..........................200Lauf Jäger lauf.........................291Le ore discendono...................226Lean on Me.............................120Leaving on a Jet Plane ............120(La) leggenda della Grigna......243Lemon Tree............................121Les anges dans nos

campagnes .............................63Let it Be..................................121Let it Snow...............................64Let Us Break Bread Together ..45Liberati dal giogo del male .....183Liberazione n. 2 ......................227Little David Play on Your

Harp ......................................22Lo, how a Rose e’er

Blooming...............................64Lord of all Hopefulness.............22Lord of the Dance...................122Love Me Do ...........................122Love Me Tender.....................123Lui m’ha dato i cieli................218Luntane cchiù luntane.............255

M

Ma non avere paura ................227Ma perché...............................228Ma vïele..................................200

Madre de la Paz.......................278Magdalena degna de laudare ...201Magnificat.................................23Magnificat...............................228Malafemmena .........................255Man Come into Egypt..............45Mandulinata a Napole.............256(El) mar...................................270Mare nostre.............................256(Canzone di) Maria Chiara .....211Maria durch ein’ Dornwald

ging........................................64María Isabel.............................279Maria Walks Amid the Thorn...65Marly Purt Drive ....................123Marta Marta............................228Martino e l’imperatore............229Maruzzella...............................257Mary Did You Know ...............23Mary’s Son................................23Mattone su mattone................229Me and Julio Down By the

Schoolyard ...........................124Me compare Giacometo .........245Memorare .................................24Mère au Sauveur .....................201Meu são Bendito.....................288Mi prendi per la mano.............230Michael Row the Boat

Ashore....................................46(The) Midnight Special...........155Minnie the Moocher ...............124Minu Kuntali ..........................292Minuit chrétiens........................65(Il) mio volto ..........................219Miserere ..................................230Mister Bojangles .....................125(Il) mistero..............................220Mo Ghile Mear “Our Hero” ..125Molly Malone .........................172

(Der) Mond ist aufgegangen... 290(Il) monologo di Giuda .......... 220(La) montanara....................... 244Monte Canino........................ 245(The) Morn Dawns

Refulgent with Glory............ 32Morning has Broken................. 24Mr. Tambourine Man ............ 125Mrs. Robinson ....................... 126MTA Song ............................. 127Mull of Kintyre ...................... 127My Bonnie ............................. 128My Father Sings to Me ............ 24My Hometown...................... 128My Lord What a Morning ....... 46My Own Worst Enemy......... 129My Song Is Love Unknown..... 25My Way................................. 129(The) Mytery ........................... 33

N

Narrano i cieli......................... 230Nazareth morning.................... 25Nel mare del silenzio.............. 218Nel primo chiarore del giorno 183Nel silenzio della notte........... 231(A) New Creation.................... 13New Morning ........................ 130New York.............................. 130(The) Night they Drove Old

Dixie down.......................... 155Ninna nanna alpina................. 246Niño lindo.............................. 279Nitida stella............................ 197No Woman no Cry................ 131Nobody Knows the Trouble.... 46Noel ......................................... 65Noi non sappiamo chi era....... 231(Ma) non avere paura ............. 227Non c’è nessuno ..................... 232

315

Non nobis...............................180Non son sincera ......................232Nora .......................................173Norwegian Wood...................131(Il) nostro cuore......................221Now that the Day Has Run

its Course...............................26Nowhere Man ........................132(La) nuova Auschwitz.............225

O

O Come All Ye Faithful...........66O Come, O Come

Emmanuel .............................66O côr soave.............................201O Cristo splendore divino ......184O dolce casa mia.....................232O filii et filiae..........................188O Holy Night ..........................66O ignis Spiritus.......................189O Little Town of Bethlehem....67O Mary Don’t You Weep........46O Merciful Redeemer ..............26O Most Holy One....................26O peixe vivo...........................288O quam amabilis ....................194O sanctissima............................26’O sole mio.............................257O spes mea cara......................197’O surdato ’nnamurato ...........257O Trinità infinita ....................184Ob-La-Di Ob-La-Da.............132Octopus’ Garden ....................132Ode an die Freude ..................291Ognun m’entenda...................201Oh doux pays de Chanaan......263Oh Happy Day.........................47Oh Susanna.............................133Oh When the Saints .................51Old Black Joe .........................133

Old Folks at Home.................134Old Folks at Home...................27Old Time Religion...................47Omni die.................................197One.........................................134Only Our Rivers ....................174(L’) opera ................................210(Le) ore discendono.................226Over in the Glory Land ............47

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Pa Ret Ap Domi.....................292Paint it Black ..........................135Pange lingua gloriosi...............192Parce Domine .........................180Parsifal (Canzone dell’ideale) ..233Pasa la tuna .............................280Pasacalles.................................280(I) Pastori..................................59Pat on the Railway.................136Pater mi ..................................193Paul and Silas ............................47Per te solo è chiara la notte .....184Perdonami mio Signore ..........233Personent ..................................67Pescador de hombres...............280Peter, Do You Love Me?..........27Pick a Bale o’ Cotton................48(La) pietra ...............................225Pim-pam.................................233Poor Wayfaring Stranger ..........28(Il) popolo canta......................221Porompompero.......................280Povera voce.............................234Praise to the Lord......................28Prayer to Mary..........................28Prayerful Song...........................29Prece ao vento.........................289Preghiera a Maria....................234Prima che sorga l’alba .............185

Proud Mary............................ 136Puff the Magic Dragon........... 137

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Quando uno ha il cuorebuono .................................. 234

Quanno nascette Ninno ........... 68Quant’è dolce o Salvatore ...... 235Que será será .......................... 137Quem pastores laudavere ......... 68Questo giorno ........................ 235Qui presso a te........................ 235

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(Il) ragazzo della via Gluck..... 251Raggiante fra tenebre dense ... 185Re Magi (Vanno vanno).......... 69Red River Valley................... 138Regina Caeli .......................... 179Reginella................................ 258(El) Rey ................................. 271Riders..................................... 138Rise Up Shepherd and

Follow................................... 69Risplenda nella notte una

gran luce.............................. 185Riu riu chiu (Guardo el lobo)... 69(The) River is Here................ 156Rivers of Babylon .................... 29(La) rivista dell’armamento.... 244Rock Around the Clock......... 139Rock-a-my Soul...................... 48Rocky Raccoon..................... 139Romagna mia ........................ 252Romaria................................. 289Rorate caeli desuper................. 70(The) Rose of Tralee.............. 176Rossa sera............................... 236Route 66................................ 140Ruby Tuesday........................ 140

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Rudolph the Red NosedReindeer................................70

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Sad Lisa...................................141Sailing.....................................141Salelaka Mokonzi......................13Salve Regina...........................180Salve .......................................281(La) samaritaine......................262San Francisco Bay Blues.........141Sans Day Carol.........................71(La) santa Caterina .................251Santa Claus is Comin’ to

Town.....................................71Santiano..................................263Sapete Voi ..............................236Satisfaction..............................142Save Tonight ..........................142Scarborough Fair ....................143Se il Signore non costruisce la

città......................................236Se non ritornerete come

bambini................................211Seigneur où es-tu?...................264(Il) seme..................................222Sempre cantiam al rifiorir del

giorno ..................................186(El) Señor es mi fuerza............271Serrana mía.............................282Settle Down............................143(The) Seven Rejoices of

Mary......................................76Sevillanas del adiós..................282Shady Grove...........................174She Came in through the

Bathroom Window .............144She Caught the Katy..............144Shenandoah.............................144Shepherd of Souls......................29

Shine on Harvest Moon..........145Shining in God’s Glory .............29Should Auld Acquaintance Be

Forgot....................................30Si Dieu ne nous aimait pas ......264Si me enamoro algún día.........283Sicilianedda mia ......................259Signor Signore salvaci tu.........236Signore delle cime...................246Silent Night ..............................71Silenzio cantatore....................259Silver Bells ................................72(By the Light of the) Silvery

Moon .....................................92Sing Lullaby (The Infant

King)......................................72Sing of Mary .............................30Singin’ in the Rain..................145Sixteen Tons ...........................145Slip Sliding Away....................145Sloop John B...........................146Sole che t’alzi ..........................186Solitary Man ...........................147Solo le pido a Dios ..................283Something More.....................148Something...............................147Sometimes I Feel ......................48Soon and Very Soon .................72Sou feliz Senhor.......................290(The) Sounds of Silence...........156(The) Spanish Lady.................177Stabat Mater (English)..............30Stabat Mater ...........................197Stand by Me............................148(The) Star of County Down ...177Stasera (Aria di neve) ................73Stella del mattino....................207Stelutis Alpinis ........................246Stille Nacht heilige Nacht.........73(La) strada...............................226

Street Song Medley................ 173Streets of Laredo..................... 149Streets of London ................... 149(The) Strife is o’er, the Battle

Done...................................... 34Stuck in a Moment................. 150Sul pajon................................. 246Sul ponte di perati .................. 247Sulla collina ............................ 237Summertime .......................... 150Sur le pont d’Avignon ............ 265Sweet Baby James.................. 151Sweet Home Alabama ........... 151Sweet Home Chicago............ 151Swing Low............................... 48

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Take Me Home CountryRoads.................................. 152

Take Your Shoes off Moses...... 49Tango delle capinere............... 252Ta-pum.................................. 247Tears in Heaven ..................... 152Tenting Tonight..................... 153(Il) testamento del capitano.... 241The 59th Street Bridge Song

(Feelin’ Groovy).................. 153The Black Velvet Band.......... 175The Boxer .............................. 154The Christmas Song................. 74The Coventry Carol................. 74The Day Thou Gavest Lord

Is Ended................................. 31The Design............................... 31The Drunken Sailor................ 154The First Noel.......................... 74The Foggy Dew..................... 175The Forgotten.......................... 32The Friendly Beast................... 75The Holy Ground .................. 176

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The House of the Rising Sun .109The Infant King........................72The King Shall Come when

Morning Dawns.....................75The Midnight Special .............155The Morn Dawns Refulgent

with Glory.............................32The Mystery.............................33The Night they Drove Old

Dixie down..........................155The River is Here...................156The River Is Here ....................33The Rose of Tralee.................176The Seven Rejoices of Mary.....75The Sounds of Silence.............156The Spanish Lady ...................177The Star of County Down......177The Strife is o’er, the Battle

Done......................................34The Things that I See ...............34The Times They Are A-

Changing.............................156The Town I Loved so Well ....178The Twelve Days of

Christmas ..............................76The Water is Wide .................157The Wild Rover.....................179The Wind in the Willows.........34There is a Balm in Gilead .........40There is a Man Come into

Egypt.....................................45There Must Be more to Life

than this...............................157There’s a Long, Long Trail.......35(The) Things that I See.............34This Land Is Your Land..........158This Ol’ Riverboat...................35This Train is bound for glory..158Those Were the Days .............158Ti adoro Redentore................237

Ticket to Ride ........................159(O) Tidings of Comfort and

Joy..........................................56Tío Caimán.............................284Tochter Zion.............................76Toda la vida ............................284Todos Juntos...........................285Tom Dooley ...........................159Torna a Surriento....................259(The) Town I Loved so Well..178(La) traccia..............................226Troppo perde il tempo............201Tu mi guardi dalla croce .........237Tu scendi dalle stelle .................76Tu sei un Dio fedele ................238Tum-Balalaika........................159Turn to Me ...............................36Tutor dicendo .........................202Twas in the Moon of

Wintertime ............................77(The) Twelve Days of

Christmas...............................76Twilight A-Stealing................160Twist and Shout......................160

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Ubi caritas...............................195Ukulele Lady ..........................161Unto Us a Boy is Born.............77Up on the housetop ..................77

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Valsugana................................248Van Dieman’s Land ................161Vanno vanno.............................69Ve Corazón.............................285Vedrò la bontà del Signor .......238Veni Creator Spiritus..............190Veni redemptor gentium ........186Veni Sancte Spiritus................190

Veni veni Emmanuel................ 78Vent fin .................................. 265Vento ..................................... 289Vero amor è Gesù .................. 203Very Last Day.......................... 49(Il) viaggio.............................. 222Victimae paschali laudes......... 189Vieux pèlerin.......................... 265(La) virgen de Guadalupe....... 277Virgen india............................ 285Virgen morenita..................... 285Virgin Great and Glorious........ 36(La) Visaille............................ 245Viva la companì ..................... 238Voi ch’amate lo Criatore........ 203Vuestra soy para vos nací ....... 285Vuestra soy pues me criasteis . 285

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Wabash Cannonball ............... 161Wake up Little Susie .............. 162Walk together, Children .......... 50Walkin’ after Midnight........... 162Was a Sunny Day................... 163(The) Wassail Song .................. 59(The) Water is Wide .............. 157We Can Work It out.............. 163We Shall Overcome................. 50We Three Kings of Orient

Are......................................... 78We Wish You a Merry

Christmas.............................. 78Were You there........................ 50What Child is This?.................. 79What Shall We Do with the

Drunken Sailor .................... 154What Wondrous Love Is this ... 37When Christ, the Son of

Mary...................................... 79When I’m sixty-four .............. 163

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When Israel Was in Egypt’sLand.......................................50

When the Saints GoMarching in ...........................51

When the Ship Comes in........164Where Charity and Love

Prevail....................................36Where Have All the Flowers

Gone....................................165Where no one Stands Alone......51Where the Streets Have no

Name...................................165While My Guitar Gently

Weeps..................................166

White Christmas.......................80Wild Mountain Thyme...........166(The) Wild Rover...................179Wild World.............................167Will You Go Lassie Go...........166(The) Wind in the Willows.......34Winter Wonderland..................80Wish You Were Here.............167With a Little Help from My

Friends .................................168With or Without You.............168Witness .....................................37Wonderful Tonight.................169Wondrous Love ........................37

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Ye Sons and Daughters ............ 38Yellow Submarine.................. 169Yesterday ............................... 170You Can’t Do that................. 170You Take my Breath away.... 170You Won’t See Me ................ 171You .......................................... 38You’ve Got to Hide Your

Love away........................... 171

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Zachée.................................... 265

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