Key: A
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Key: A
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Key: A
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Key: A
It was early in April,
Not many weeks ago,
The people of this fair city
All gathered at the show.
The war it is all over,
The people happy now,
And Abraham Lincoln arose,
Arose to make his bow;
The people cheer him wildly,
Arising to their feet,
And Lincoln waving of his hand,
He calmly takes his seat.
And while he sees the play go on,
His thoughts are running deep,
His darling wife, close by his side,
Has fallen fast asleep.
From the box there hangs a flag,
It's not the Stars and Bars,
The flag that holds within its folds
Bright gleaming stripes and stars.
John Wilkes Booth he moves down the aisle,
He had measured once before,
He passes Lincoln's bodyguard
A-nodding at the door.
He holds a dagger in his right hand,
A pistol in his left,
He shoots poor Lincoln in the temple,
And he sends his soul to rest.
The wife awakes from slumber,
And screams in her rage,
Booth jumps over the railing
And lands him on the stage.
He'll rue the day, he'll rue the hour,
As God him life shall give,
When Booth stood in that center stage,
Crying, "Tyrants shall not live!"
The people all excited
Then cried everyone, "A hand!"
Cried all the people near,
"For God's sake, save that man!"
Then Booth ran back with boot and spurs
Across the backstage floor,
He mounts that trusty claybank mare,
All saddled at the door.
John Wilkes Booth, in his last play,
All dressed in broadcloth deep,
He gallops down the alleyway,
I hear those horses feet.
Poor Lincoln then was heard to say,
And all has gone to rest,
"Of all the actors in this town,
I loved Booth the best."
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Key: G
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Key: G
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Key: G
And she never, hollers cuckoo,
Jack of Diamonds, Jack of Diamonds,
I knowed you from old
You rob my, poor pockets,
of my silver, and my gold
Going to build me a log cabin
on a mountain so high,
So I can see Kevin
as he goes on by
I played cards in England
I played cards in Spain
I'll bet you $100
I'll beat you next game
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Key: G
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Key: D
Fiddle tune!
Key: D
fiddle tune
Key: D
Lulu, my Lulu, come and open the door
Lulu, my Lulu, come and open the door
Before I have to walk on in with my old 44
I've been all around this world
Where'd you get that wedding dress and the shoes you wear so fine
Where'd you get that wedding dress and the shoes you wear so fine
I got em from a driver who's moved on down the line
I've been all around this world
Working on that new railroad, mud up to my knees
Working on that new railroad, mud up to my knees
Working for Big John Henry, you know he's so hard to please
I've been all around this world
Mama and Papa, little sister makes 3
Mama and Papa, little sister makes 3
Hanging from the gallows, you'll see the last of me
Lord, Lord, I've been all around this world
Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone
Hang me, oh, hang me, so I'll be dead and gone
I don't mind the dying, it's being alive so long
I've been all around this world
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Key: D
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Key: D
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Key: D
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Key: G
I'm going across that green icy mountain
I'm going to see my lover
lover, lover
I'm going to see my lover
lest I take sick and die
She told me that'd she always love me
love me, love me
She told me that'd she always love me
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She threw her arms around me
around me, around me
She threw her arms around me
like a vine around a gum
Key: G
They say John, he was a Baptist
He ate locusts and honey too
But he had to walk that lonesome valley
And you will have to walk it too
You gotta sleep in that lonesome graveyard
You gotta sleep there by yourself
Can't nobody else sleep there for you
You gotta sleep there by yourself
You know your mama truly loves you
And your woman she does too
Though they may beg you to go with them
You know they can not go for you
Key: G
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Key: G
It was on a Friday night the moon was shining bright
They robbed the Glendale train
And people all did say, from many miles away
It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James
It was Robert Ford that dirty little coward
I wonder how he does feel
For he ate of Jesse's bread and slept in Jesse's bed
and he laid Jesse James in his grave
He was standing on a chair just dustin' a picture there
Thought that he heard a noise
He turned his head around and the bullet smashed him down
and they laid poor Jesse on the floor
People held their breath
when they heard about his death
wondered how he ever came to fall
It was Robert Ford, that little coward,
shot Jesse while he hung a picture on the wall
Key: G
Black smoke a-rising and it surely is a train
Surely is a train, Lord, it surely is a train
Black smoke a-rising and it surely is a train
I'm on my long journey home
Lost all my money but two dollar bill
Two dollar bill, Lord, two dollar bill
Lost all my money but two dollar bill
I'm on my long journey home
Oh narrow's the way thank God I can say
Going toward the sunset of time
Traveling the highway home
Rid this world of sin far behind
Traveling the highway home
Well ol' Satan said I’d never be
Traveling the highway home
When I resisted he had to flee
Traveling the highway home
Sometimes the road seems weary and long
Traveling the highway home
But in my heart there's always a song
Traveling the highway home
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Key: A
fiddle tune, sort of modal-y
Key: A
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Key: A
Lil Liza Jane
Crow Red Rooster
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Key: A
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Key: D
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Key: D
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Key: D
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Key: D
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Key: D
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