UKULELE ADAPTED BUNCH OF FIVES COLLECTION #1

John Timney

Cheryl Wheeler Ralph McTell Bob Dylan Cat Stevens Chris DeBurgh

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Contents

Cheryl Wheeler .......................................................................................... 2

Alice .................................................................................................... 3

Does The Future Look Black......................................................................... 4

Mrs. Pinocci's Guitar (♀) ............................................................................. 5

Mrs. Pinocci's Guitar (♂) ............................................................................. 6

Silver Lining ........................................................................................... 7

Sylvia Hotel ............................................................................................ 8

Ralph McTell ............................................................................................ 10

Around the Wild Cape Horn ........................................................................ 11

El Progresso .......................................................................................... 13

Grande Affaire ....................................................................................... 14

Run Johnny Run ...................................................................................... 15

Zimmerman Blues ................................................................................... 17

Bob Dylan ................................................................................................ 18

Mr Tambourine Man ................................................................................. 19

Make You Feel My Love ............................................................................. 20

Blowing in the Wind ................................................................................. 21

Don't Think Twice, It's Alright ..................................................................... 22

The Times They Are A Changin’ ................................................................... 23

Cat Stevens .............................................................................................. 24

Father and Son ....................................................................................... 25

Sad Lisa ............................................................................................... 26

Where Do The Children Play? ...................................................................... 27

Peace Train ........................................................................................... 28

How Can I Tell You? ................................................................................. 29

Chris De Burgh .......................................................................................... 30

Lonely Sky ............................................................................................ 31

Quiet Moments ....................................................................................... 32

In A Country Churchyard ............................................................................ 33

It’s Such A Long Way Home ........................................................................ 34

Something Else Again ............................................................................... 35

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Cheryl Wheeler Cheryl Wheeler (born July 10, 1951) is an American singer-songwriter of contemporary folk music, based in New England. To date, she has recorded thirteen folk albums and has toured extensively throughout the United States. Cheryl was born in Timonium, Maryland, where she attended Dulaney High School. She performed at clubs in the Washington, D.C. and Baltimore area. She moved to Rhode Island in 1976, where she played at various clubs in the New England area. Jonathan Edwards asked her to tour with him when his bass player became unavailable. He has since produced a number of her albums. Cheryl and her partner, Cathleen, were married in 2004. Cheryl tours extensively, and her live concerts include comic routines and serious discussions in addition to the songs themselves. About half of the songs she performs in concerts are not available on any of her

albums. Many never get recorded, and eventually fade from her set list. Although she mostly tours alone, she has also toured with Kenny White (who produced a number of her albums). White generally opens for her, and then plays and sings harmony during her set. Cheryl has also toured with the Christine Lavin-inspired tour "On a Winter's Night", and occasionally as part of Lavin's consortium Four Bitchin' Babes. Although primarily classified as a folk singer/songwriter, Cheryl has been covered by a number of country music artists, such as Dan Seals, Suzy Bogguss, Kathy Mattea, Sylvia, and Garth Brooks, as well as artists as diverse as Peter, Paul, and Mary, Bette Midler, Kenny Loggins, Melanie, Holly Near and cabaret singer D.C. Anderson. Although Cheryl uses some interesting chords (she loves sus2 and add9 chords)

they don’t work all that well on ukulele. There are a lot of changes here…

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Alice

Intro: [C][Dm][F][G] [C]Alice works the desk at the [Dm]East Bay Hotel In [F]Grand Marais, Minne[G]sota [C]I came in one night, she said, "I [Dm]loved your show" We [F]sat and talked on the [G]sofa [C]She's on her [F]own since her [G]husband passed away [C]Some surgeon [F]screwed up, there's [G]nothing left to say Now she [C]works this desk at night and the [Dm]campground by day In a [F]trailer by the lake, until the [G]summer blows away She [C]read about the job in a [Dm]camping magazine And [F]home was just a re[G]minder So she [C]took the cat and dog, [Dm]stored away her things [F]Left the bleakness be[G]hind her [C]Even [F]now through the [G]ache of missing him [C]She's filled with [F]wonder and [G]far from giving in She sees [C]magic on the lake in the [Dm]early morning light And [F]talking books and telling tales, we [G]sat there half the night And she said, "The [C]more I travel, the [Dm7]more I want to see [G]My kids want some [C]settled life for me I don't want to [A]move somewhere and grow [Dm]old quiet[Dsus2]ly And the more I [G]travel, the [F]more I want to [C]see" Well, it's [C]time to make a change, with [Dm]winter in the wings And the [F]East Bay Hotel made an [G]offer But she [C]doesn't really know, 'cause there's [Dm]everywhere to go And there's [F]everything that travelling has [G]taught her [C]Moving [F]marches down [G]busy city streets [C]Fantastic [F]people she's [G]privileged to [G]meet And she [C]dreams about Alaska, the [Dm]snow so deep and white And that [F]little town in Texas, where there's [G]dancing every night She said, "The [C]more I travel, the [Dm7]more I want to see [G]My kids want some [C]settled life for me I don't want to [A]move somewhere and grow [Dm]old quiet[Dsus2]ly And the more I [G]travel…. "The [C]more I travel, the [Dm7]more I want to see [G]My kids want some [C]settled life for me I don't want to [A]move somewhere and grow [Dm]old quiet[Dsus2]ly And the more I [G]travel, the [F]more I want to [C]see" The [F]more I want to [C]see. [C]!

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Does The Future Look Black Intro: [G][D][C][D] [G][D][C][D] What can I [G]say, what can I [D]do I can't feel [C]more, feel more for [D]you And every[G]day I'm walking some [D]street Just watching it [C]fade beneath my [D]feet [G]Tell me baby, does the [D]future look black Can we [C]still look forward, if we [D]can't go back Am I [G]holding you up, [D]holding you down [C]Making you feel there's [D]no way out [G][D][C][D] I see your [G]face, I see my [D]part I walked a[C]way and broke your [D]heart And you're marking your [G]time and hearing some [D]call And you can't [C]find no peace at [D]all [G]Tell me baby, does the [D]future look black Can we [C]still look forward, if we [D]can't go back Am I [G]holding you up, [D]holding you down [C]Making you feel there's [D]no way out [G][D][C][D] Oh, and I [Am]wish I knew what [C]I don't know [G]Can't hold on and [D]can't let go [Am]Something 'bout these [C]ties that bind Your [G]broken heart is [D]breaking mine [Am][G][D] [Am][G][D] [NC]I don't care about [G]wrong, I don't care about [D]right Lord, I don't [C]want another angry [D]night I want to lay me [G]down when the moon comes [D]up I want to feel this [C]love wash over [D]us [G]Tell me baby, does the [D]future look black Can we [C]still look forward, if we [D]can't go back Am I [G]holding you up, [D]holding you down [C]Making you feel there's [D]no way out [G]Tell me baby, does the [D]future look black Can we [C]still look forward, if we [D]can't go back Am I [G]holding you up, [D]holding you down [C]Making you feel there's [D]no way out [G][D][C][D] [G]Tell me baby, does the [D]future look black Can we [C]still look forward, if we [D]can't go back Am I [G]holding you up, [D]holding you down [C]Making you feel there's [D]no way out [G][D][C][D] [G]Tell me baby, does the [D]future look black [C][D]!

This is played with a capo on the on the 4th fret on the original. Equally unsuitable for ♀ and ♂ in this key.

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Mrs. Pinocci's Guitar (♀)

Intro: [G][D][C][G] [G]Diane and [D]Billy, [C]been friends for[G]ever They go back a [D]long time, they [C]grew up to[D]gether [C]She called to [G]tell us he'd [Am]written from [G]Rome For the [C]whole month of [G]August, [C]he'd be at [D]home So [G]we went to [D]see him at [C]her house one [G]evening In the place where they'd [D]spent all their [C]summers as [D]kids We [C]walked all a[G]round in the [Am]small bay side [G]town Where his [C]Dad called the [G]bingo for [C]thirty-five [D]years And [G]later on that [D]night, [C]under the [G]porch light Mrs. [D]Pinocci** brought [C]her four*-string [D]over She [C]said she'd been [G]playing since she [Am]turned fifty-[G]seven And [C]now I guess [G]she's more than [C]twenty years [D]older She [G]played Yankee [D]Doodle, [C]we sang along [G]with her She passed it a[D]round and we [C]all played a [D]number [C]Neighbours and [G]friends dropped [Am]by for the [G]singing And [C]later a [G]guy, no one [C]knew, came to [D]sit in For the [C]moon on the [G]water For the [C]light from the [G]stars Oh, [C]I thank the [G]spirits What[Am]ever they [D]are For [C]friendships that [G]last And [Em]songs from [D]the [C]past And [Am]Mrs. Pi[D]nocci's [G]guitar Instrumental: [C][G] [C][G] [C][G] [Am][D] [C][G] [Em][D] And [Am]Mrs. Pi[D]nocci's [G]guitar [G]! * “six” in the original ** pronounced “pin-oo-chee”

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Mrs. Pinocci's Guitar (♂)

Intro: [C][G][F][C] [C]Diane and [G]Billy, [F]been friends for[C]ever They go back a [G]long time, they [F]grew up to[G]gether [F]She called to [C]tell us he'd [Dm]written from [C]Rome For the [F]whole month of [C]August, [F]he'd be at [G]home So [C]we went to [G]see him at [F]her house one [C]evening In the place where they'd [G]spent all their [F]summers as [G]kids We [F]walked all a[C]round in the [Dm]small bay side [C]town Where his [F]Dad called the [C]bingo for [F]thirty-five [G]years And [C]later on that [G]night, [F]under the [C]porch light Mrs. [G]Pinocci** brought [F]her four*-string [G]over She [F]said she'd been [C]playing since she [Dm]turned fifty-[C]seven And [F]now I guess [C]she's more than [F]twenty years [G]older She [C]played Yankee [G]Doodle, [F]we sang along [C]with her She passed it a[G]round and we [F]all played a [G]number [F]Neighbours and [C]friends dropped [Dm]by for the [C]singing And [F]later a [C]guy, no one [F]knew, came to [G]sit in For the [F]moon on the [C]water For the [F]light from the [C]stars Oh, [F]I thank the [C]spirits What[Dm]ever they [G]are For [F]friendships that [C]last And [Am]songs from [G]the [F]past And [Dm]Mrs. Pi[G]nocci's [C]guitar Instrumental: [F][C] [F][C] [F][C] [Dm][G] [F][C] [Am][G] And [Dm]Mrs. Pi[G]nocci's [C]guitar [C]! * “six” in the original ** pronounced “pin-oo-chee”

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Silver Lining

Intro: [G][D][C][D] [G][D][C][D] [G]Hard times came, [D]we fell out, [C]Then we fell back [D]in [G]Missed our stroke, [D]lost our stride, [C]Didn't know where we'd [D]been [Em]Found our[D]selves on [G]opposite [C]shores, [Em]Who knows [D]how we [G]did? [Em]I don't [D]even care [G]any[C]more, I'm gonna just look a[D]head I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]certain silver [D]lining I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]lullaby at [D]night I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]baby, [D]all [G]right Instrumental: [G][D][C][D] [G][D][C][D] [G]Now we know, [D]we held on, [C]Sailing in seas so [D]rough [G]Swells so deep, [D]winds so strong, [C]Couldn't quite capsize [D]us [Em]Wish I [D]knew some [G]formula [C]now, [Em]Had some [D]guaran[G]tee You can [Em]count on [D]trouble [G]once in a [C]while and Baby you can count on [D]me I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]certain silver [D]lining I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]lullaby at [D]night I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]baby, [D]all [G]right Instrumental: [G][D][C][D] [G][D][C][D] [G]Every night, [D]now hear this, [C]cross my heart, [D]read my lips [G]Every day, [D]right and wrong, [C]unconditionally [D]I know I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]certain silver [D]lining I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]lullaby at [D]night I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]baby, I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]certain silver [D]lining I'm gonna [G]be [D]your [C]lullaby at [D]night I'm gonna [G]!be [D]!your [C]!baby, [D]!all [G]right Instrumental: [G][D][C][D] [G][D][C][D][G]

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Sylvia Hotel Intro: [G][D][Em7][C] [G]This is a lonely [D]life As [Em7]I know you know too [C]well I'm [G]thinking of you to[D]night Here in the [Em7]Sylvia Ho[C]tel [G]Smoking a ciga[D]rette [Em7]Drinking a glass of [C]beer [G]Catching a conver[D]sation I am [Em7]trying not to [C]hear One [D]more Why [G]not, o[C]kay [D]Guess I'm glad I [G]came To [D]stare at [G]English [C]Bay Under all the [D]rain There's a [G]cat in this bar right [D]now [Em7]Twitching his tail a[C]way I [G]called with a soft [D]meow Maybe he [Em7]only speaks Fran[C]çais [G]You must be safe in [D]bed [Em7]Down in your cowboy [C]home I [G]don't wonder why you [D]left I wonder [Em7]why you stayed so [C]long One [D]more Why [G]not, o[C]kay [D]I'm glad I [G]came And [D]here's to [G]English [C]Bay In the lovely [D]rain I found some [Am]matches from Du[C]rango in my [D]pocket But if I [Am]let my heart get [C]sad then I can't [D]stop it And [G]this is a lonely [D]life Though [Em7]I think it suits me [C]well And [G]everything's fine to[D]night Here in the [Em7]Sylvia Ho[C]!tel

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Ralph McTell

One of the great storytellers, Ralph McTell, is now

celebrating almost 50 years on the road. Known for his

virtuoso guitar style, he is primarily a prolific and

gifted songwriter. With a style that invites you into a

unique world, he weaves a narrative that is both

significant and poignant.

Ralph made his debut in 1968 with the album ‘Eight

Frames a Second’ and in 1974 the release of ‘Streets

of London’ earned him an Ivor Novello Award. In 1993,

Nanci Griffith recorded ‘From Clare to Here’ on her

Grammy Award winning album and in 2002 he was

presented with the prestigious Lifetime Achievement

Award at the BBC Radio 2 Folk Awards.

from www.ralphmctell.co.uk

Ralph’s music doesn’t always “work” on a ukulele. He

often uses chords that require five or six notes. Not

possible on a four string instrument. He also finger-

picks a lot of the time which doesn’t always work well

on a uke either.

The songs here are all chosen because they can be played on a uke. I wouldn’t say that they

are the best five songs McTell has ever written but they are, in my opinion, the best five for

ukuleles. There are some changes to the originals but (musically) the changes work. McTell

has quite a low, baritone voice so these may need to be transposed up a notch or two for

female voices.

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Around the Wild Cape Horn Intro: [G][C][G][Em][D][G] [G]I was born a land-bound [C]farm [G]boy and [Em]in New [D]England* [C]raised, The rippling of the [G]wheat fields, well they [Em]were my ocean [D]waves. Each [G]cry and call, each [C]rise and [G]fall, of the crows a[D]cross the [C]corn Were seagulls [G]swooping a[D]cross the [G]bow, of a [C]Ship I dreamed I’d [Em]sail a[D]round Cape [G]Horn. My [G]deck was the dusty [C]farm [G]yard, my [Em]mast was the [D]telegraph [C]pole And the windblown choir in the [G]telephone wire Was the [Em]call heard in my [D]soul And it [G]seemed to [C]have been [G]singing since the [Em]day that [D]I was [C]born I'm going to take a [G]trip on a [D]sailing [G]ship, [C]All the way a[Em]round the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn [G][C][G][Em][D][C] [G]Well I found that ship in [C]Ham[G]burg, her [Em]name it [D]was “Pe[C]king” Our skipper’s name was [G]Captain Jürrs, and I’d [Em]never met a man like [D]him. He [G]pulled two men out [C]from the [G]sea, By the [Em]hair, in a [D]raging [C]storm. And he kept that [G]grip on a [D]sailing [G]ship, [C]All the way a[Em]round the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn [G]Well the cargo weighed five [C]thousand [G]tons, The [Em]ship three [D]thousand [C]more. An acre of sail [G]was up aloft, some [Em]seventeen storeys [D]tall. [G]And we had a pig, and a [C]scruffy [G]dog and a [Em]turkey [D]fed on [C]corn. [G]And willing [D]hands to [G] drive her on [C]Hauling us [Em]around the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn. Well its [D]four hours on and its four hours off and You [Am]sleep in your wet [C]clothes The only dry thing [G]on the ship is the [C]cargo [Em]down be[D]low [G]Eleven thousand [C]miles we [G]sailed, [Em]nigh on one [D]hundred [C]dawns [G]Thirty two [D]sails on a [G]heaving ship [C]Hauling us a[Em]round the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn [G][C][G][Em][D][C] [G]For seventeen days we [C]were be[G]calmed And then [Em]Friday [D]the thir[C]teenth Sixty-eight great [G]ships were lost in the [Em]storm of the [D]century. But we [G]blew into the [C]Atlan[G]tic, on a [Em]sun-lit [D]sparkling [C]morn, [G]The turkey got [D]sick, so we [G]ate him quick, [C]On the way a[Em]round the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn.

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{quieter and a bit slower}

[G]Now on that voyage we [C]lost two [G]boys, They [Em]got washed [D]over[C]board. Silence from us [G]down below, no [Em]one could put in [D]words. [G]Two empty bunks to [C]mark the [G]space in [Em]our young [D]lives to [C]mourn, [G]Torn be[D]tween all [G]life and death, [C]On the way a[Em]round the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn {normal speed}

[D]And she had us sort of hypnotised, no [Am]time to catch our [C]breath, If you want to love [G]your life, well you [C]have to [Em]flirt with [D]death. [G]Sail close to the [C]harnessed [G]wind, and [Em]treat all [D]risks with [C]scorn [G]A farm boy [D]and an [G]un-yoked [C]team, ploughed their way a[Em]round the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn. [G][C][G][Em][D][C] [G]And mountain waves, like [C]ava[G]lanches [Em]crashed u[D]pon the [C]decks, The screaming winds snapped [G]ropes and spars, And [Em]tried to have us [D]wrecked. [G]She rose and fell through [C]foam and [G]swell, Her [Em]sails were [D]ripped and [C]torn [G]Eight thousand [D]tons [G]tossed like a [C]Cork, on the way a[Em]round the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn. [D]And she had us sort of hypnotised, no [Am]time to catch our [C]breath, If you want to love [G]your life, well you [C]have to [Em]flirt with [D]death. [G]Sail close to the [C]harnessed [G]wind, and [Em]treat all [D]risks with [C]scorn [G]A farm boy [D]and an [G]un-yoked [C]team, ploughed their way a[Em]round the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn. [G]Well, a farm boy [D]and [G]un-yoked [C]team, ploughed their way a[Em]round the [D]wild Cape [G]Horn. [G]! * In “Time’s Poems” this is Massachusetts not New England but I have only ever heard the latter version

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El Progresso

Intro: [C][F][C][G] [C][F][C][G] [C]Down at the [Em]cantina I was [Bb]dancing cheek to [A7]cheek With a [Fmaj7]dark-eyed senor[G]ita With a [C]rose be[F]tween her [G]teeth She got a [C]rose be[F]tween her [G]teeth [C]I said is that a [Em]rose I smell well Up[Bb]on your breath so [A7]sweet And she [Fmaj7]gave me a look that [G]made me tremble From my [C]head down [F]to my [G]feet From my [C]head down [F]to my [G]feet {Chorus}

And it’s the [C]fire on the [F]island [C]flame round my [G]heart [C]Burn on the [F]mountain my [C]fire Of The[G]is[C]land of the [F]flame [C]fire round my [G]heart [C]Burn upon the [F]mount[G]ain [C]Burn on the [F]mount[G]ain [C]Rose fell to the [Em]floor And she [Bb]whispered in my [A7]ear I [Fmaj7]crushed it under [G]foot and said [C]I’ve crushed your [F]rose I [G]fear [C]I’ve crushed your [F]rose I [G]fear Chorus

[C]El Progresso [Em]El Progresso [Bb]That is my sec[A7]ret Like the [Fmaj7]wind from the sea she [G]whispered to me It’s a [C]great little [F]cigar[G]ette She’s a [C]great little [F]cigar[G]ette She’s a-[C]rolled from a flower that [Em]grows in the dust Of the [Bb]Montagne del [A7]Fuego The [Fmaj7]drag was the proof as I [G]hit the roof Like a [C]smoking [F]volcan[G]o Like a [C]smoking [F]volcan[G]o Chorus

I was [C]down at the can[Em]tina when I [Bb]suffered a hammer [A7]blow From a [Fmaj7]dark-eyed senor[G]ita and [C]El Prog[F]ress[G]o [C]El Prog[F]ress[G]o Chorus Finish on a [C]!

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Grande Affaire Intro: [C][Em][Am] Take a [C]bus, [Em]who needs a [Am7]car We'll eat [C]here, take this [Em]seat near the [Am7]door. Well I'm [Dm]not hungry [F]much now, are [G7]you? Is it o[C]kay if I [E7]share yours with [Am]you? I've got no [G]money and I [C]think I be[B7]lieve that you [Em]knew. [F] Remember the [C]moon on the [Am]wall, didn't she [F]shine? The [F]taste of the [C]sheets and the [Am]feel of the [F]wine. Wasn't I [C]glad that [Am]you was [F]mine In the [G]Grande [C]Affaire? [C5][C][C5][C] Take a [C]boat, [Em]maybe a [Am7]plane, Any[C]where now, 'cept [Em]Greece or [Am7]Spain. For [Dm]sure, I [F]know where I [G7]am, I see ca[C]nals, this is [E7]Amster[Am]dam. I got [G]friends here and they [C]know, they can [B7]say who I [Em]am. [F] Remember the [C]room with[Am]out any [F]view? Frightened of [C]meeting some[Am]one that we [F]knew, No fare[C]wells or [Am]how-do-you-[F]dos In the [G]Grande [C]Affaire. [C5][C][C][E] Now I've [Am]stay in the [C+]best ho[F]tels, And there's [Am]white coated [G]waiters at[F]tend me, And I [Am]look at the [C+]beautiful [F]girls, Do they [Am]really be[G]lieve they can [F]bend me? [G][G6] Well I [C]drive now [Em]seldom I [Am7]walk. I can speak [C]French, but I'd [Em]rather not [Am7]talk. [Dm]Which suit will I [F]wear to[G7]night? Take out the [C]brown, but in the [E7]end wear the [Am]white. After [G]shade stepping [C]out stepping [B7]into the [Em]light. [F] Remember the [C]moon on the [Am]wall didn't she [F]shine, The year was all [C]wrong so we [Am]sent back the [F]wine, Wasn't you [C]glad that [Am]you was [F]mine In the [G]Grande [C]Affaire? [Em][Am][F][C][Em][Am]!

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Run Johnny Run Intro: [Bm][Em][Bm][A] [Bm][Em][Bm][A] {verse}

Well, it's [Bm]over [A]the [D]wall and a[G]cross [A]the [D]yard [Bm]Till he [A]was [D]on the [A]other [D]side And the [Bm]cold [A]night [D]air up[A]on his [D]brow And he co[Bm]mmenced [A]to [D]run under [A]cover of [D]night. And he [Bm]nev[A]er [D]knew he could [A]run so [D]fast As the [Bm]cold [A]night [D]air burned [A]in his [D]chest And his [Bm]steps [A]fas[D]ter than his [A]beating [D]heart And the [Bm]gra[A]cious [D]moon to [A]light his [D]way. And it's [C]run, Johnny, run [G]Run, Johnny, run You better [D]run, Johnny, [A]run into the [G]light. Of the rising [D]moon. {verse}

And the briars and the brambles tore his skin And there's times he fell down but got up again And his steaming breath in the starry dark He was straining his ears for the guard dogs' noise. And that's why he run through that icy stream For to throw them dogs from off of his scent And although he knew it would slow him down Well they would not know which way he'd gone. And it's run, Johnny, run Run, Johnny, run You better run, Johnny, run into the light. Of the sinking moon. {verse}

The sun arose in the eastern sky He stole some clothes from a farmer's line And the shivering damp in the morning light He hid his overalls right there. Bright morning air for to fill his lungs And he run to the tune that in his heart sung And it's easier now his way to find Though easier too for them behind. So you'd better run, Johnny, run Run, Johnny, run You better run, Johnny, run into the light Of the sinking sun. [D]Run, oh, run, oh, keep on running [G]Till the [D]moon and [A6]no [G]one can [D]find you, [A]Johnny [D]boy. [D]Run, oh, run, oh, keep on running [G]Till the [D]moon and [A6]no [G]one can [D]find you, [A]Johnny [D]boy.

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{verse}

As the sun collapsed in the western sky And hung with the world twixt night and day But a misty moon had begun to climb And with each tired step a new star shone. And it's run, Johnny, run You got to run, Johnny, run You better run, Johnny, run Into the light of the rising moon. [D]Run, oh, run, oh, keep on running [G]Till the [D]moon and [A6]no [G]one can [D]find you, [A]Johnny [D]boy. [D]Run, oh, run, oh, keep on running [G]Till the [D]moon and [A6]no [G]one can [D]find you, [A]Johnny [D]boy.[D]!

This is a brilliant song to play on the ukulele and (in addition to rapidly changing chords) it has lots of time

signature changes too. A real challenge.

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Zimmerman Blues Intro: [G][Am][D7][G] [G]I get a little [Am]sadness now[F], just now and [C]then[D7]. [G]It comes to re[Am]mind me[F], what it was [C]like [D7]when. [C]I was out [D]on the [G]road, [Gsus4]![G]! [C]Happy, [D7]hungry and [G]cold. First you [C]win and then [D7]you lose. [Em]Oh, [C]Lord, I got the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[Em] [Em]Oh, [C]Lord, I got the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[Em] [Em]Oh, [C]Lord, I got the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues. [G]Don't get me [Am]money now, [F]if it's bad for my [C]head. [D7] [G]You can keep the [Am]honey now, [F]put something [C]else on the [D7]bread. To [C]lose all them [D]old time [G]friends,[Gsus4]![G]! Who [C]missed how they were [D7]making it [G]end. And we [C]all wound up con[D7]fused. [Em]That’s [C]what you call the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[Em] [Em]That’s [C]what you call the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[Em] [Em]That’s [C]what you call the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues. [G]Do a concert for [Am]Angela, [F]build a building or [C]two.[D7] [G]It gets harder for [Am]me, [F]but easi[C]er for [D7]you. As [C]sure as the [D]stars turn a[G]bove, [Gsus4]![G]! [C]All we ever [D]asked for was [G]love. And I [C]think that we've [D7]all been used. [Em]Ending up [C]with the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[Em] [Em]Ending up [C]with the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[Em] [Em]Ending up [C]with the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues. [G]I get a little [Am]sadness now[F], just now and [C]then.[D7] [G]It comes to re[Am]mind me, [F]when I called you a [C]friend[D7]. So [C]where do we [D]go from [G]here?[Gsus4]![G]! For [C]me it [D7]won't ever get that [G]near. And if it [C]did I know what [D7]I would choose. [Em]Anything but [C]the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[Em] [Em]Anything but [C]the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[Em] [Em]Anything but [C]the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[Em] [Em]Anything but [C]the [D7]Zimmerman [G]blues.[G]!

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Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan (born Robert Allen Zimmerman, May

24, 1941) is an American singer-songwriter, artist

and writer. He has been influential in popular

music and culture for more than five decades.

Much of his most celebrated work dates from the

1960s when his songs chronicled social unrest,

although Dylan repudiated suggestions from

journalists that he was a spokesman for his

generation. Nevertheless, early songs such as

"Blowin' in the Wind" and "The Times They Are a-

Changin'" became anthems for the American civil

rights and anti-war movements. After he left his

initial base in the American folk music revival,

his six-minute single "Like a Rolling Stone"

altered the range of popular music in 1965. His

mid-1960s recordings, backed by rock musicians,

reached the top end of the United States music

charts while also attracting denunciation and

criticism from others in the folk movement.

Dylan's lyrics have incorporated various political,

social, philosophical, and literary influences.

They defied existing pop music conventions and

appealed to the burgeoning counterculture.

Initially inspired by the performances of Little Richard, and the song writing of Woody

Guthrie, Robert Johnson, and Hank Williams, Dylan has amplified and personalized musical

genres. His recording career, spanning 50 years, has explored the traditions in American

song—from folk, blues, and country to gospel, rock and roll, and rockabilly to English,

Scottish, and Irish folk music, embracing even jazz and the Great American Songbook. Dylan

performs with guitar, keyboards, and harmonica. Backed by a changing line-up of musicians,

he has toured steadily since the late 1980s on what has been dubbed the Never Ending Tour.

His accomplishments as a recording artist and performer have been central to his career,

but songwriting is considered his greatest contribution.

Since 1994, Dylan has published six books of drawings and paintings, and his work has been

exhibited in major art galleries. As a musician, Dylan has sold more than 100 million records,

making him one of the best-selling artists of all time. He has also received numerous awards

including eleven Grammy Awards, a Golden Globe Award, and an Academy Award. Dylan has

been inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, Minnesota Music Hall of Fame, Nashville

Songwriters Hall of Fame, and Songwriters Hall of Fame. The Pulitzer Prize jury in 2008

awarded him a special citation for "his profound impact on popular music and American

culture, marked by lyrical compositions of extraordinary poetic power." In May 2012, Dylan

received the Presidential Medal of Freedom from President Barack Obama.

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Mr Tambourine Man Chorus: [F] Hey Mr [G7] Tambourine Man [C] play a song for [F] me I'm not [C] sleepy and there [F] ain’t no [Dm] place I'm [G] going [G7] to [F] Hey Mr [G7] Tambourine Man [C] play a song for [F] me In the [C] jingle jangle [F] morning I'll come [G7] followin' [C] you [F] Take me for a [G7] trip upon your [C] magic swirlin' [F] ship All my [C] senses have been [F] stripped and my [C] hands can't feel to [F] grip And my [C] toes too numb to [F] step Wait [C] only for my [Dm] boot heels to be [G] wander[G7]in' I'm [F] ready to go [G7] anywhere I'm [C] ready for to [F] fade In[C]to my own pa[F]rade cast your [C] dancing spell my [F] way I [Dm] promise to go [G] under [G7] it Chorus Though I [F] know that evenin's [G7] empire [C] has returned into [F] sand [C] Vanished from my [F] hand Left me [C] blindly here to [Dm] stand but still not [G] sleep[G7]ing My [F] weariness a[G7]mazes me I'm [C] branded on my [F] feet I [C] have no one to [F] meet And the [C] ancient empty [Dm] street's too dead for [G] dream[G7]ing Chorus Though you [F] might hear laughin' [G7] spinnin’ Swingin' [C] madly across the [F] sun It's not [C] aimed at any[F]one it's just es[C]capin' on the [F] run And but [C] for the sky there [Dm] are no fences [G7] facin' And [F] if you hear vague [G7] traces of [C] skippin' reels of [F] rhyme To your [C] tambourine in [F] time it's just a [C] ragged clown be[F]hind I wouldn't [C] pay it any [F] mind it's just a [C] shadow You're [Dm] seein' that he's [G] chas[G7]ing Chorus

Dylan plays this (I think) in 2:4 time. The Byrds do it in 4:4. Small point.

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Make You Feel My Love

Intro: [G]

[G] When the rain is blowing [D/F#] in your face

[F] And the whole world is [C] on your case

[Cm] I could offer you a [G] warm embrace

[A7] To make you [C] feel my [G] love

[G] When the evening shadows and the [D] stars appear

[F] And there is no-one there to [C] dry your tears

[Cm] I could hold you for a [G] million years

[A7] To make you [C] feel my [G] love

[C] I know you haven't made your [G] mind up yet

[B+] But I would [C] never do you [G] wrong

[C] I've known it from the moment [G] that we met

[A] No doubt in my [A7] mind where you be[D] long

[G] I'd go hungry I'd go [D/F#] black and blue

[F] I'd go crawling down the [C] avenue

[Cm] No there's nothing that I [G] wouldn't do

[A7] To make you [C] feel my [G] love

[C] The storms are raging on the [G] rolling sea

[B+] And on the [C] highway of re[G] gret

[C] The winds of change are blowing [G] wild and free

[Am] You ain't seen [Am7] nothing like me [D] yet [D7]

[G] I could make you happy make your [D/F#] dreams come true

[F] Nothing that I[C] wouldn't do

[Cm] Go to the ends of the [G] Earth for you

[A7] To make you [C] feel my [G] love,

[A7] To make you [C] feel my [G] love

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Blowing in the Wind

Intro: [C]

[C]How many [F]roads must a [C]man walk [Am]down

Be[C]fore you [F]call him a [G]man?

Yes’n [C]how many [F]seas must a [C]white dove [Am]sail

Be[C]fore she [F]sleeps in the [G]sand?

Yes’n [C]how many [F]times must the [C]cannon balls [Am]fly

Be[C]fore they're [F]forever [G]banned?

The [F]answer my [G]friend is [C]blowing in the [Am]wind

The [F]answer is [G]blowing in the [C]wind

Yes’n [C]how many [F]years can a [C]mountain e[Am]xist

Be[C]fore it is [F]washed to the [G]sea?

Yes’n [C]how many [F]years can some [C]people e[Am]xist

Be[C]fore they're all[F]owed to be [G]free?

Yes’n [C]how many [F]times can a [C]man turn his [Am]head

Pre[C]tending he [F]just doesn't [G]see?

The [F]answer my [G]friend is [C]blowing in the [Am]wind

The [F]answer is [G]blowing in the [C]wind

[C]How many [F]times must a [C]man look [Am]up

Be[C]fore he [F]can see the [G]sky?

Yes’n [C]how many [F]ears must [C]one man [Am]have

Be[C]fore he can [F]hear people [G]cry?

Yes’n [C]how many [F]deaths will it [C]take till he [Am]knows

That [C]too many [F]people have [G]died?

The [F]answer my [G]friend is [C]blowing in the [Am]wind

The [F]answer is [G]blowing in the [C]wind

The [F]answer my [G]friend is [C]blowing in the [Am]wind

The [F]answer is [G]blowing in the [C]wind

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Don't Think Twice, It's Alright

Intro: [D]

[D]It ain't no use to [A]sit and wonder [Bm]why, babe

[G]It don't matter any[D]how. [A]

[D]And it ain't no use to [A]sit and wonder [Bm]why, babe

[E7]If you don't know by [A]now. [A7]

When your [D]rooster crows at the [D7]break of dawn

[G]Look out your window and [E7]I'll be gone

[D]You're the [A]reason I'm [Bm]travellin' [G]on

[D]Don't think [A]twice, it's al[D]right. [A]

[D]It ain't no use in [A]turnin' on your [Bm]light, babe

[G]A light I never [D]knowed [A]

[D]It ain't no use in [A]turnin' on your [Bm]light, babe

[E7]I'm on the dark side of the [A]road [A7]

[D]But I wish there were something you would [D7]do or say

[G]To try and make me change my [E7]mind and stay

[D]We never [A]did too much [Bm]talkin' any[G]way

[D]So don't think [A]twice, it's al[D]right. [A]

[D]So it ain't no use in [A]callin' out my [Bm]name, gal

[G]Like you never done be[D]fore [A]

[D]It ain't no use in [A]callin' out my [Bm]name, gal

[E7]I can't hear you any[A]more [A7]

[D]I'm a-thinkin' and a-wonderin' walking[D7] down the road

[G]I once loved a woman, a [E7]child I am told

[D]I'd give her my [A]heart but she [Bm]wanted my [G]soul

[D]But don't think [A]twice, it's al[D]right. [A]

[D]So long [A]honey [Bm]babe

[G]where I'm bound, I can't [D]tell [A]

[D]goodbye is [A]too good a [Bm]word babe

[E7]So I'll just say fare the [A]well [A7]

[D]I ain't a sayin' you treated [D7]me unkind

[G]you coulda done better but, [E7]I don't mind

[D]you just [A]kinda wasted [Bm]my precious [G]time

[D]Don't think [A]twice, it's all [D]right [D]!

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The Times They Are A Changin’

Intro: [C]! Come [C] gather 'round [Am] people, wher[F]ever you [C] roam And ad[C]mit that the [Dm] waters a[F]round you have [G7] grown And a[C]ccept it that [Am] soon you'll be [F] drenched to the [C] bone If your [C] time to [Am] you Is worth [G] saving, [G7] then you [F] Better start [C] swimming Or you'll [F] sink like a [G7] stone For the [C] times [Am] they are a-[G7]cha -- [G7]--ang -- [C]in'. Come [C] writers and [Am] critics, who prophe[F]size with your [C] pen And [C] keep your eyes [Dm] wide, the chance [F] won't come a[G7]gain And [C] don't speak too [Am] soon, for the [F] wheel's still in [C] spin And there's [C] no telling [Am] who that it's [G] naming . [G7]. For the [F] loser [C] now will be [F] later to [G7] win For the [C] times [Am] they are a-[G7]cha -- [G7]--ang -- [C]in'. Come [C] senators, [Am] congressmen, [F] please heed the [C] call Don't [C] stand in the [Dm] doorway, don't [F] block up the [G7] hall For [C] he that gets [Am] hurt will be [F] he who has [C] stalled There's a [C] battle out[Am]side and it’s [G] raging . [G7]. It'll [F] soon shake your [C] windows and [F] rattle your [G7] walls For the [C] times [Am] they are a-[G7]cha -- [G7]--ang -- [C]in'. Come [C] mothers and [Am] fathers, [F] throughout the [C] land And [C] don't crit[Dm]icize what you [F] can't under[G7]stand Your [C] sons and your [Am] daughters are [F] beyond your co[C]mmand Your [C] old road is [Am] rapidly [G] aging . [G7]. Please [F] get out the [C] new one if you [F] can't lend your [G7] hand For the [C] times [Am] they are a-[G7]cha -- [G7]--ang -- [C]in'. The [C] line it is [Am] drawn, the [F] curse it is [C] cast. The [C] slow one [Dm] now will [F] later be [G7] fast As the [C] present [Am] now will [F] later be [C] past. The [C] order is [Am] rapidly [G] fading [G7] And the [F] first one [C] now will [F] later be [G7] last For the [C] times [Am] they are a-[G7]cha -- [G7]--ang -- [C]!in'.

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Cat Stevens Yusuf Islam (born Steven Demetre Georgiou, 21 July

1948), commonly known by his former stage name Cat

Stevens, is a British singer-songwriter, multi-

instrumentalist, humanitarian, and education

philanthropist.

His 1967 debut album reached the top 10 in the UK,

and the album's title song "Matthew and Son" charted

at number 2 on the UK Singles Chart. His albums Tea

for the Tillerman (1970) and Teaser and the Firecat

(1971) were both certified triple platinum in the US by

the RIAA. His musical style consists of folk, pop, rock,

and Islamic music.

Taking his music from guitar to ukulele presents few

problems apart from the rapidity of the chord changes.

To be honest, some of his material sounds as though it was

written for ukulele!

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Father and Son Intro: [G][Gsus4][G][Gsus4] [Father] It's not [G] time to make a [D]change just re[C]lax take it [Am] easy You're still [G] young that's your [Em] fault There's so [Am] much you have to [D] know Find a [G] girl settle [D] down if you [C] want you can [Am] marry Look at [G] me I am [Em] old but I'm [Am] happy [D] I was [G] once like you are [D] now And I [C] know that it's not [Am] easy To be [G] calm when you've [Em] found something going [Am] on [D] But take your [G] time think a [D] lot Think of [C] everything you've [Am] got For you will {5:4}[G] still be here to[Em]morrow But your [D] dreams may {4:4} [G] not [C][G][C] [Son] How can [G] I try to ex[D]plain When I [C] do he turns away [Am] again It's [G] always been the [Em] same same old [Am] story [D] From the [G] moment I could [D] talk I was [C] ordered to [Am] listen now There's a [G] way and I [Em] know that I [D] have to go a[G]way I {3:4} [D] know I [C] have to [G] go. [C][G][C] [Father] It's not [G] time to make a [D]change just sit [C]down take it [Am] slowly You're still [G] young that's your [Em] fault There's so [Am] much you have to [D] go through Find a [G] girl settle [D] down if you [C] want you can [Am] marry Look at [G] me I am [Em] old but I'm [Am] happy [D] [Son] All the [G] times that I [D] cried Keeping [C] all the things I [Am] knew inside It's [G] hard but it's [Em] harder to ig[Am]nore it [D] If they were [G] right I'd a[D]gree But it's [C] them they know not [Am] me now There's a [G] way and I [Em] know That I [D] have to go a[G]way I {3:4} [D] know I [C] have to {4:4} [G] go

{4:4} {5:4} {3:4} – Time changes

Regular strum

“Father” is sung in a low voice, “Son” is an octave higher

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Sad Lisa Intro: [Em] [D] [Em] [D] [Em] [D] [Em] [D] She [Em] hangs her head and cries in my [D] sh[C]irt She [D] must be [Em] hurt very [D] bad[G]ly Tell me [G] what's [D] making you [Em] sad[A]ly [Em] Open your [A] door don't [D] hide in the [C] dark You're [D] lost in the [Em] dark you can [D] trust [G] me 'Cause you [G] know [D] that's how it [Em] must [A] be [Em] Lisa Li[A]sa sad [B7] Lisa Lis[Em]a [D] [Em] [D] [Em] [D] [Em] [D] Her [Em] eyes like windows tricklin' [D] ra[C]in U[D]pon her [Em] pain getting [D] deep[G]er Tho' my [G] love [D] longs to re[Em]lieve [A] her She [Em] walks a[A]lone from [D] wall to [C] wall [D] Lost in a [Em] hall she can't [D] hear [G] me Tho' I [G] know she [D] likes to be [Em] near [A] me [Em] Lisa Li[A]sa sad [B7] Lisa Lis[Em]a [D] [Em] [D] [Em] [D] [Em] [D] Instrumental: Chords as per verse 1 She [Em] sits in a corner by the [D] do[C]or There [D] must be [Em] more I can [D] tell [G] her If she [G] really [D] wants me to [Em] help [A] her I'll [Em] do what I [A] can to [D] show her the [C] way And [D] maybe one [Em] day I will [D] free [G] her Tho' I [G] know [D] no one can [Em] see [A] her [Em] Lisa Li[A]sa sad [B7] Lisa Lis[Em]a [Em] [A] [B7] [Em] [Em] Lisa Li[A]sa sad [B7] Lisa Lis[Em]a [Em] [A] [B7] [Em] {Rall.} [Em] Lisa Li[A]sa sad [B7] Lisa Lis[Em]a [Em]

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Where Do The Children Play? Intro: [D][G][D][G] [D][G][D][G] Well I [D]think it's fine,[G] building [D]jumbo planes.[G] Or [D]taking a ride [G] on a [D]cosmic train.[G] [D]Switch on summer [G] from a [D] slot machine. [G] Yes, [D]get what you [G]want to if you want, 'cause you can get any[D]thing. [G] [Em9] I know we've come a [A] long way, [Em9]We're changing day [A] to day, [Em9] But tell me,[A] where do the chil[A7]dren p[D]lay?[G][D][G][D][G][D][G][D][G] Well you [D] roll on roads [G] over [D]fresh green grass.[G] For your [D] lorryloads [G] pumping [D] petrol gas. [D] And you make them long,[G] and you [D]make them tough.[G] [C] But they just go on and on, [G]and it seems you [C]can't get off. [G] [Em9]Oh, I know we've come a [A] long way, [Em9] We're changing day to [A]day, [Em9] But tell me,[A] where do the chil[A7]dren p[D]lay?[G][D][G][D] Well you’ve [D]cracked the sky,[G] scrapers[D] fill the air.[G] Will you [D]keep on building [G] higher ‘Til there's no more [D]room up there?[G] Will you [C]make us laugh,[G] will you [C]make us cry?[G] Will you [C]tell us when to live, [G]will you tell us when to [Cadd9]die? [G] [Em7]I know we've [A7]come a long way, [Em7] We're changing [A7] day to day, [Em7] But tell me, [A7]where do the children p[D]lay? [D][G][D]

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Peace Train Intro: [C][G][C][G][C][F][C][F] [F][G][Am][Dm][Am][F] [F] Now [C]I've [G]been [C]happy [G]late[C]ly, [F]Thinking a[C]bout the [F]good things to come [F]And [G]I be-[Am]lieve it [Dm]could [Am]be [F] Something [G]good [F]has begun Oh [C]I've [G]been [C]smiling [G]late[C]ly, [F]Dreaming a[C]bout the [F]world as one [F]And [G]I be[Am]lieve it [Dm]could [Am]be [F] Some[G]day it's [F]going to come Cause [C]out [G]on the [C]edge of [G]dark[C]ness [F] There [C]rides a [F]peace train Oh [F]peace [G]train [Am]take this [Dm]coun[Am]try [F] Come [G]take me [F]home a-gain Now [C]I've [G]been [C]smiling [G]late[C]ly [F]Thinking a-[C]bout the [F]good things to come [F]And [G]I be[Am]lieve it [Dm]could [Am]be [F] Something [G]good [F]has begun Oh [C]peace [G]train [C]sounding [G]loud[C]er [F] Glide [C]on the [F]peace train [F]Oo [G]aa [Am]ee aa [Dm]oo [Am]aa [F] Come [G]on the [F]peace train [C]Peace [G]train [C]holy [G]rol[C]ler [F]Everone [C]jump on the [F]peace train [F]Oo [G]aa [Am]ee aa [Dm]oo [Am]aa [F] Come [G]on the peace [F]train [C]Get [G]your [C]bags [G]to[C]gether, [F] Go [C]bring your [F]good friends too [F]Cause [G]it's [Am]getting [Dm]near[Am]er [F] It [G]soon will [F]be with you Oh [C]come [G]and [C]join the [G]liv[C]ing [F] Its [C]not so [F]far from you [F]And [G]it's [Am]getting [Dm]near[Am]er [F] Soon [G]it will [F]all be true Oh [C]peace [G]train [C]sounding [G]loud[C]er [F] Glide [C]on the [F]peace train [F]Oo [G]aa [Am]ee aa [Dm]oo [Am]aa [F] Come [G]on the [F]peace train [C]Peace [G]train [C]holy [G]rol[C]ler [F]Everone [C]jump on the [F]peace train [F]Oo [G]aa [Am]ee aa [Dm]oo [Am]aa [F] Come [G]on the peace [F]train Now [C]I've [G]been [C]crying [G]late[C]ly [F]Thinking a-[C]bout the [F]world as it is [F] Why [G]must we [Am]go on [Dm]hat[Am]ing [F] Why [G]can't we [F]live in bliss Oh [C]peace [G]train [C]sounding [G]lou[C]der [F]Glide [C]on the [F]peace train [F]Oo [G]aa [Am]ee aa [Dm]oo [Am]aa [F] Come [G]on the peace [C]train [C]Peace [G]train [C]holy [G]rol[C]ler [F]Everone [C]jump on the [F]peace train [F]Oo [G]aa [Am]ee aa [Dm]oo [Am]aa [F] Come [G]on [F]Come on [G] Come [F] on Yes come [G]on [C]Peace Train [F] Yes [G]it’s the Peace [C]Train [F] [C][F] [G][Am][F]Come on [G]Peace [F]Train of please tr[C]ain [C]

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How Can I Tell You? Intro: [Em][A][D][G] {Whoa…..}[Em][A][D][G] [Em]How can I [A]tell you that I [D]love[G][D] [G]you, I [Em]love [A] you But I [D]can't [G]think of [D]right words to [G]say [Em]I long to [A]tell you that I am [D]al[G]ways [D]thinking [G]of [G]you, I'm [Em]always thinking of [A]you, But my [D]words [G]just [D]blow away[G], [D][G]just [D]blow [G]away It [Em]always ends up to one [A]thing, honey, And I [D]can't [G]think of [D]right words to [G]say. [Em]Oh….[A][D][G] Wherever I am, girl, I am always walking with you, I am always walking with you, But I look and you're not there, Whoever I'm with I'm always, I'm always talking to you, I'm always talking to you, And I'm sad that you can't hear, Sad that you can't hear, It always adds up to one thing, honey, When I look and you're not there. [Em]Oh….[A][D][G] Instrumental: [Em][A][D][G][D][G] (Repeat 4 times) I need to know you, Need to feel my arms around you, Feel my arms surround you, Like sea around a shore, I pray in hope that I might find you, In hope that I might find you, Because hearts can do no more, Can do no more. It always adds up to one thing, honey, Still I kneel upon the floor. [Em]Oh….[A][D][G] Repeat Verse 1 Ending: [Em]Oh….[A][D]

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Chris De Burgh

Christopher John Davison (born 15 October 1948),

known professionally as Chris de Burgh, is a British-Irish

singer-songwriter and instrumentalist. He is hard to

place into a particular genre. Only having had two top

40 hits in the UK, he is more popular in other countries,

(particularly Norway and Brazil). He is most famous for

his 1986 love song "The Lady in Red" (not included in

this collection), which reached number one in several

countries. De Burgh has sold over 45 million albums

worldwide.

De Burgh was born in Venado Tuerto, Argentina, to

Colonel Charles Davison, a British diplomat, and Maeve

Emily de Burgh, an Irish secretary. He took his mother's

name, "de Burgh", when he began performing.

Chris de Burgh had an across-the-board success with the

ballad "The Lady in Red" in late 1986; the single became

a number one hit in the UK (number three in America)

and its accompanying album, Into the Light, reached

number two in the UK. (Number 25 in the U.S.) That

Christmas season, a re-release of de Burgh's 1976 Christmas song "A Spaceman Came

Travelling" became a Top 40 hit in the UK.

To be honest, his early work is far better on a ukulele than later, pop-rock. He is not really

played much these days, but these ten songs are good.

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Lonely Sky

Intro: [C] That [C]cold north wind they call "La Bise" Is [E7]swirling round about my knees, [Am]Trees are crying [F]leaves into the [G]river; I'm [C]huddled in this French cafe I [E7]never thought I'd see the day, But [Am]winter's here and [F]summer's really [G]over, Even the [F]birds have packed up and [G]gone, They're flying [C]south with their [F]song, And my [C]love, she too has [F]gone, she had to [Dm7]fly, Take [G]care, It's such a [Cadd9]lonely [C]sky, [Am]They'll trap your wings my love and [Dm]hold your flight, [G]They'll build a cage and steal your [Cadd9]only [C]sky, [Am]!Fly away, fly to me, fly when the [Dm]wind is high, I'm [G7]sailing beside you in your [Cadd9]lonely [C]sky... The [C]old cathedral lights are low [E7]She and I we'd often go there [Am]To admire and [F]sometimes kneel in [G]prayer; [C]Lords and ladies lie in stone, [E7]Hand in hand from long ago, And [Am]though their hands are [F]cold they'll love for[G]ever, Even the [F]choir rehearses those [G]songs For [C]Christmas is not [F]long, And a[C]lone, I sing my [F]song, she had to [Dm7]fly, Out [G]there It's such a [Cadd9]lonely [C]sky, [Am]They'll trap your wings my love and [Dm]hold your flight, [G]They'll build a cage and steal your [Cadd9]only [C]sky, [Am]!Fly away, fly to me, fly when the [Dm]wind is high, I'm [G7]sailing beside you in your [Cadd9]lonely [C]sky... [Am]!Fly away, fly to me, and if you [Dm]need my love, I'm [G7]sailing beside you in your [Cadd9]lonely [C]sky... [Am]!Fly away, fly to me, fly when the [Dm]wind is high, I'm [G7]sailing beside you in your [Cadd9]lonely [C]sky...

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Quiet Moments Intro: [G][D][G][D][G5][D][A][D] [G]Oh my [F#m]love the [G]evening [D]light Is [G]catching [D]colours [A]in your [D]eyes, [G]Take an[F#m]other [G]glass of [D]wine And [G]bring your [D]body [A]next to [D]mine; [A]Tell me all the [D]things you've done Since you [G]went a[F#m]way this [G]morn[A]ing, Oh these [G]quiet [F#m]moments [G]make my [D]day, We must [G]never [D]let them [A]slip a[D]way... [G]Yeah…[D][G][D] [G]La … [F#m][G][D][G][D][A][D] [A]People every[D]where the same, They're so [G]busy they [F#m]don't get [G]together [A], So these [G]quiet [F#m]moments [G]make my [D]day, Just to [G]sit with [D]you and [A]drift a[D]way... [G]Yeah…[D][G][D] [G]La … [F#m][G][D][G][D][A][D]! The [G][D][G][D][G][D][A][D] sequence is played from high up on the fretboard to low down. On the Baritone Ukulele it is best played as: [G] 0787 [D] 0775 [G] 0433 [D] 0232 [G5] 0033 [D] 0232 [A] 2220 [D] 0232

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In A Country Churchyard

Intro: [A][D][A][D][A][D][A] [A]In a country [E]churchyard there's a [D]preacher with his [A]people [D]Gathered all a[A]round to [D6]join a man and [E]woman, [A]Spring is here and [E]turtle doves are [D]singing from the [A]steeple, [D]Bees are in the [A]flowers, [D6]growing in the [E]graveyard, And [C#7]over the [F#m]hill___, where the [D]river [E]meets the [A]mill, A [D]lovely girl is [A]coming down To [Bm]give her hand u[E]pon her wedding [A]day. [D][A][D] [A]Dressed in simple [E]white and wearing [D]flowers in her [A]hair, [D]Music as she [A]walks [D6]slowly to the [E]altar, And [A]picking up his [E]Bible then the [D]preacher turns to[A]wards her, [D]"Will you take this [A]man to [D6]be your wedded[E] husband, To [C#7]honour and [F#m]love in the [D]eyes of [E]God a[A]bove, Now [D]let the people [A]sing with me These [Bm]words to live for[E]ever in your [A]heart... [D][A] [D]Let [E]your [F#m]love__[C#m]____ [D]shine [A]on For [F#m]we are the [C#m]stars in the [D]sky, [D]Let [E]your [F#m]love__[C#m]____ [D]shine [A]strong Un[D]til the [E]day you [D]fly a[A]way" (pause) [A][D][A][D][A] [A]Many years have [E]fallen on that [D]golden country [A]morning, The [D]graveyard's over[A]grown, the [D6]church lies in [E]ruins, [A]Ivy on the [E]walls and ravens [D]wheeling round a[A]bove me As I [D]made my way to[A]wards the [D6]last remaining [E]headstone, I [C#7]fell to my [F#m]knees, read the [D]lines ben[E]eath the [A]leaves, And [D]suddenly it [A]seemed to me I [D]heard the words like [E]singing in the [A]trees...[D][A] [D]Let [E]your [F#m]love__[C#m]____ [D]shine [A]on For [F#m]we are the [C#m]stars in the [D]sky, [D]Let [E]your [F#m]love__[C#m]____ [D]shine [A]strong Un[D]til the [E]day you [D]fly… [D]Let [E]your [F#m]love__[C#m]____ [D]shine [A]on For [F#m]we are the [C#m]stars in the [D]sky, [D]Let [E]your [F#m]love__[C#m]____ [D]shine [A]strong Un[D]til the [E]day you [D]fly a[A]way" (pause) [A][D][A][D][A]

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It’s Such A Long Way Home Intro: [D][Em][D][Em][A] [D]Sitting by the window of this [Em]broken-down hotel, [D]Trying to write a letter just to [Em]show you that I'm [A]well, But I've been [D]watching all the people as they [Em]cross the marketplace, And though there [D]really is no reason, I've been [Em]looking for your [A]face. It's such a [D]long way [Em] [A]Home, It's such a [D]long way [Em] [A]Home, It's such a [D]long way...[Em][A] [D]Standing by the aeroplane she [Em]held me in her arms, And then she [D]whispered "oh dear lord don't let him [Em]come to any [A]harm" And as we [D]turned to fly away I saw her [Em]standing on her own, It seemed her [D]hand was waving not goodbye but [Em]"please come [A]home". It's such a [D]long way [Em] [A]Home, It's such a [D]long way [Em] [A]Home, It's such a [D]long way...[Em][A] Oh [G]so many people have to [F#m]travel away, From the [Em]ones that they love and they [D]need, But [G]I want to tell you that [F#m]all your life, [Em]You can depend on [A]me. [D]Far away a saxophone [Em]lingers on a tune, And it's the [D]kind of song that someone wrote for [Em]lovers and a [A]moon, And as the [D]band begins to play it, with a [Em]shock I realize, That it's a [D]song we sang together and it [Em]nearly makes me [A]cry. It's such a [D]long way [Em] [A]Home, It's such a [D]long way [Em] [A]Home, It's such a [D]long way...[Em][A] (much slower)

Such a [A]long way [G]home[D]!.

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Something Else Again

Intro: [D][A6][G][D] [D]Peace and under[A6]standing is the [G]wisdom of her [D]world, She [Bm7]loves without a [A6]reason, she [Em]gives without a [A7]word, [D]There are those who [Dmaj7]make me smile, [D7]brighten up my [D6]day, But oh this [G]woman she is [A]something else a[D]gain; [D]All the nights I've [A6]ever known are [G]waiting in her [D]eyes, [Bm7]Sparkling like the [A6]silver, [Em]brimming like the [A7]wine, [D]Other lovers [Dmaj7]laid me down, [D7]took my breath a[D6]way, But oh this [G]woman she is [A]something else a[D]gain, [A]Oh [Bm]she is a [F#m]friend to me, [G]Holds me in my [D]tears, She said [Dm]"Yes, you will be [Am]young again When you [Bb]look back [C]through the [D]years"... So [D]take your woman [A6]by the hand, [G]love her till she [D]dies, Be [Bm7]strong when she [A6]needs you, [Em]hold her when she [A7]cries, [D]And if a man should [Dmaj7]say to you, [D7]love just brings you [D6]pain, You tell him [G]"No, my woman's [A]something else [D]again, [G]Oh my woman's [A]something else a[D]gain, [A] [G]Oh my woman's [A]something else a[D]gain"...

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