Letter Notes For Songs
Music Notes For A Few Oldies Pop Songs, Suitable for tin whistle, recorder, piano keyboard and banjo / mandolin.This is a simple form of music and is ideal for people who don't read sheet music. I have given the key for most.
The key of D would have two sharps and the key of G has one. The key of C has no sharps or flats. If playing a whistle in the key of D then the F note is already a sharp # note anyway. Most of these were set for a tin whistle and are nearly all in the key of D or G. So generally when you see an F / f note you'll know it's sharp.
All the notes in CAPITAL letters are the one's up to the middle B and all the notes in lower case letters are the high notes past B. This goes for all music instruments.
The key of D would have two sharps and the key of G has one. The key of C has no sharps or flats. If playing a whistle in the key of D then the F note is already a sharp # note anyway. Most of these were set for a tin whistle and are nearly all in the key of D or G. So generally when you see an F / f note you'll know it's sharp.
All the notes in CAPITAL letters are the one's up to the middle B and all the notes in lower case letters are the high notes past B. This goes for all music instruments.
Sylvia's Mother By Dr. Hook. All the f notes are sharp
A World Of Our Own By The Seekers - All the F and C notes are sharp
Me And You And A Dog Named Boo Notes [ All notes are natural / no sharps ]
Substitute By The Who - All the f and c notes are sharp
500 Miles By The Proclaimers - All the F notes are sharp
Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow - All The F and C notes are sharp
Blanket On The Ground - No Sharp Notes
I Fought The Law - The Clash - All the F and c notes are sharp [ key of D ]
There's A Kind Of Hush - The Carpenters and Herman's Hermits. Some of the c notes in this song are natural and some are sharp. Be careful.
Nights In White Satin - The Moody Blues
Living Next Door To Alice By Smokie
Here Comes The Bride
The boys from the county Mayo
d dd c B B G A B G E E D
Far away from the land of the Shamrock and heather
D D G B d c B B A G A
In search of a living, as exiles we roam
d d d c B B G A B G E E D
But when ever we chance to assemble together
D D E F# G d B A G A G
We think of the land where we once had a home:
When A Child Is Born
D G A B A B c F# G
A ray of hope flitters in the sky
D G B d e f# e B A
A shiny star lights up way up high
e d e d c f# g a f# d
All across the land dawns a brand new morn
B A G d A B c F# G
This comes to pass when a child is born
D G A B A B c f# G
A silent wish sails the seven seas
D G B d e f# e B A
The winds have changed whisper in the trees
e d e d c f# g a f# d
And the walls of doubt crumble tossed and torn
B A G d A B c F# G
This comes to pass when a child is born
d dd c B B G A B G E E D
Far away from the land of the Shamrock and heather
D D G B d c B B A G A
In search of a living, as exiles we roam
d d d c B B G A B G E E D
But when ever we chance to assemble together
D D E F# G d B A G A G
We think of the land where we once had a home:
When A Child Is Born
D G A B A B c F# G
A ray of hope flitters in the sky
D G B d e f# e B A
A shiny star lights up way up high
e d e d c f# g a f# d
All across the land dawns a brand new morn
B A G d A B c F# G
This comes to pass when a child is born
D G A B A B c f# G
A silent wish sails the seven seas
D G B d e f# e B A
The winds have changed whisper in the trees
e d e d c f# g a f# d
And the walls of doubt crumble tossed and torn
B A G d A B c F# G
This comes to pass when a child is born
Nearer My God To Thee
B A G G E E D G B A
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee;
B A G G E E D G F# A G
E’en though it be a cross That raiseth me,
d e d d B d d e d d B A
Still all my song shall be Nearer, my God, to Thee,
B A G G E E D G F# A G
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.
B A G G E E D G B A
Though, like a wanderer, The sun gone down,
B A G G E E DG F# A G
Darkness comes over me, My rest a stone;
d e d d B d d e d d B A
Yet in my dreams I’d be Nearer, my God, to Thee,
B A G G E E D G F# A G
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.
B A G G E E D G B A
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee;
B A G G E E D G F# A G
E’en though it be a cross That raiseth me,
d e d d B d d e d d B A
Still all my song shall be Nearer, my God, to Thee,
B A G G E E D G F# A G
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.
B A G G E E D G B A
Though, like a wanderer, The sun gone down,
B A G G E E DG F# A G
Darkness comes over me, My rest a stone;
d e d d B d d e d d B A
Yet in my dreams I’d be Nearer, my God, to Thee,
B A G G E E D G F# A G
Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.
Yesterday Once More Letter Notes
Key of D Major. All the F / f are sharp and the c notes.
D D E F A A F A F B A F
When I was young I'd listen to the radio
F A B c F A B
Waitin' for my favorite songs
F A B f e d c A F A F
When they played I'd sing along It made me smile
D D E F A A F A F B AF
Those were such happy times And not so long ago
F A B c F A B
How I wondered where they'd gone
c e d c B c d c d c B
But they're back again Just like a long lost friend
B c d d B d e
All the songs I love so well
d e f f f f e d c d c B F A
Every sha-la-la la every wo wo wo wo still shins
d e f f f f f e d c d c B F A
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling that their starting to sing so fine
B c d c d e d c d c d e
When they get to the part where he's breaking her heart
d e f f e d B F F A F F F E D E F
it can really make my cry just like before it's yesterday once more
Key of D Major. All the F / f are sharp and the c notes.
D D E F A A F A F B A F
When I was young I'd listen to the radio
F A B c F A B
Waitin' for my favorite songs
F A B f e d c A F A F
When they played I'd sing along It made me smile
D D E F A A F A F B AF
Those were such happy times And not so long ago
F A B c F A B
How I wondered where they'd gone
c e d c B c d c d c B
But they're back again Just like a long lost friend
B c d d B d e
All the songs I love so well
d e f f f f e d c d c B F A
Every sha-la-la la every wo wo wo wo still shins
d e f f f f f e d c d c B F A
Every shing-a-ling-a-ling that their starting to sing so fine
B c d c d e d c d c d e
When they get to the part where he's breaking her heart
d e f f e d B F F A F F F E D E F
it can really make my cry just like before it's yesterday once more
Boolavogue, Irish rebel song piano keyboard notes.
G G D G B d g f# e g
At Boolavogue, as the sun was setting
e e d e B G B A A E
O'er the bright May meadows of Shelmalier,
F# G D G B d g f# e g
A rebel hand set the heather blazing
e d e B G B A F# G
And brought the neighbours from far and near.
B d B d e f# g f# e g
Then Father Murphy, from old Kilcormack,
e d e B G B A G E
Spurred up the rocks with a warning cry;
F# G D G B d g f# e g
"Arm! Arm!" he cried, "For I've come to lead you,
e d e B G B A F# G
For Ireland's freedom we fight or die."
G G D G B d g f# e g
At Boolavogue, as the sun was setting
e e d e B G B A A E
O'er the bright May meadows of Shelmalier,
F# G D G B d g f# e g
A rebel hand set the heather blazing
e d e B G B A F# G
And brought the neighbours from far and near.
B d B d e f# g f# e g
Then Father Murphy, from old Kilcormack,
e d e B G B A G E
Spurred up the rocks with a warning cry;
F# G D G B d g f# e g
"Arm! Arm!" he cried, "For I've come to lead you,
e d e B G B A F# G
For Ireland's freedom we fight or die."
The Ballad Tom Williams
F# D B A B A D F#
Time goes past as years roll onwards
F# c# B A D F# A
Still in memory fresh I keep
d c# e d c# B d c#
Of a night in Belfast Prison
B B c# d d c# B A
Unshamefully I saw men weep
Quare Bungle Rye
E E B B B A B G E E E
I'll tell you a story that happened to me
F# D E F# A B A A F# E D
One day as I went out to Youghal by the sea
d e e B B A B B c# d e
The day it was bright,and the sun it was warm
d e d e B A B G E E E
Says I "A quick pint wouldn't do me no harm.
All For Me Grog
B A G B A G F# E F# G E D
Well it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
A B B c d c B B A
It's all for my beer and tobacco
B c d d B G G F# E F# G E D
For I spent all me tin on the lassies drinkin' gin
G A B d c B A G F# G A G
Far across the Western Ocean I must wander.
Dublin In My Tears [ Regarded by many musicians as the best Dublin song of all time]
A G F# G A B A d e f# g f# e d
I have travelled many lands, and I still can't understand
c# B d c# d e d c# B A
How sad you have become on my return
A G F# G A B A d e f# g f# e d
Your poor heart is filled with care, sad and old they left you there
d e f# e f# g e d c# d
Your once bright eyes with sorrow softly burn
e f# g a g f# e g g f# g f# e d
I can even sense the change, in the sound of children's games
c# d e e e f# e c# d e f# e f# g a
Childhood dreams and youth's ambition, have all turned to doubts and fears.
g f# g a g d B g g f# g f# e d
It's an age of wealth I'm told, but I never felt so old
f# e e e f# g f# d c# d
As I recall old Dublin in my tears.
Rye Raddy Rye
D G G G E D D G G B d
Now Jack was a sailor who roamed on the town.
d e c e d B G B G E D
And she was a damsel who walked up and down.
D D G G G E D G G B d
Said the damsel to Jack as passing him by,
d d e c e d B G c B A B G E D
'Would ye care for to purchase some quare bungle rye raddy rye?'
d e d B c A F# D E F# G
Fol de diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye.
The Dying Rebel
D G A B A G A G ED
The night was dark and the fight was over
B B d e d B d B
The moon shone down O'Connell Street
d e d B G A G E D
I stood alone where brave men perished
D G B d A c B G
Those men have gone their God to meet
F# D B A B A D F#
Time goes past as years roll onwards
F# c# B A D F# A
Still in memory fresh I keep
d c# e d c# B d c#
Of a night in Belfast Prison
B B c# d d c# B A
Unshamefully I saw men weep
Quare Bungle Rye
E E B B B A B G E E E
I'll tell you a story that happened to me
F# D E F# A B A A F# E D
One day as I went out to Youghal by the sea
d e e B B A B B c# d e
The day it was bright,and the sun it was warm
d e d e B A B G E E E
Says I "A quick pint wouldn't do me no harm.
All For Me Grog
B A G B A G F# E F# G E D
Well it's all for me grog me jolly, jolly grog
A B B c d c B B A
It's all for my beer and tobacco
B c d d B G G F# E F# G E D
For I spent all me tin on the lassies drinkin' gin
G A B d c B A G F# G A G
Far across the Western Ocean I must wander.
Dublin In My Tears [ Regarded by many musicians as the best Dublin song of all time]
A G F# G A B A d e f# g f# e d
I have travelled many lands, and I still can't understand
c# B d c# d e d c# B A
How sad you have become on my return
A G F# G A B A d e f# g f# e d
Your poor heart is filled with care, sad and old they left you there
d e f# e f# g e d c# d
Your once bright eyes with sorrow softly burn
e f# g a g f# e g g f# g f# e d
I can even sense the change, in the sound of children's games
c# d e e e f# e c# d e f# e f# g a
Childhood dreams and youth's ambition, have all turned to doubts and fears.
g f# g a g d B g g f# g f# e d
It's an age of wealth I'm told, but I never felt so old
f# e e e f# g f# d c# d
As I recall old Dublin in my tears.
Rye Raddy Rye
D G G G E D D G G B d
Now Jack was a sailor who roamed on the town.
d e c e d B G B G E D
And she was a damsel who walked up and down.
D D G G G E D G G B d
Said the damsel to Jack as passing him by,
d d e c e d B G c B A B G E D
'Would ye care for to purchase some quare bungle rye raddy rye?'
d e d B c A F# D E F# G
Fol de diddle rye raddy rye raddy rye.
The Dying Rebel
D G A B A G A G ED
The night was dark and the fight was over
B B d e d B d B
The moon shone down O'Connell Street
d e d B G A G E D
I stood alone where brave men perished
D G B d A c B G
Those men have gone their God to meet
Paper Roses Letter Notes. Key of D. the F and c notes are sharp #
A d c# d c# d A F# E D F#
I realized the way your eyes deceived me
A c # A G A c# A G A AF#
with tender looks that I mistook for love
A d c# d c# d A F# D G B
So take away the flowers that you gave me
d c# A G A c# A c# e ed
And send the kind that you remind me of
d c# c #B c# B B A
Paper Roses Paper Roses
B A A G F #G B A AF#
Oh how real those roses seem to be
d c # c#B c # B B A
But they're only im- i- tat-ion,
B A A G F G B D D
Like you im-i--tat-ion love for me
A d c# d c# d A F# E D F#
I realized the way your eyes deceived me
A c # A G A c# A G A AF#
with tender looks that I mistook for love
A d c# d c# d A F# D G B
So take away the flowers that you gave me
d c# A G A c# A c# e ed
And send the kind that you remind me of
d c# c #B c# B B A
Paper Roses Paper Roses
B A A G F #G B A AF#
Oh how real those roses seem to be
d c # c#B c # B B A
But they're only im- i- tat-ion,
B A A G F G B D D
Like you im-i--tat-ion love for me
This Story I Tell You Is True. The c2 is a high c
G c c c e d c e g
Come stroll for a while through my mem'ry
a g g e e e d cd
And I'll tell you of time long ago
G G c c c e d c e g
When we walked to school summer and winter
a g e e d e d c
Barefoot through the fields we would go
g g g e g g a b c2 b
I remember our little thatched cottage
a a g e e e d c d
And the half-door led into the hall
G c c c e d c e g
The crane o'er the fire in the kitchen
a g g e c d e d c
And the grandfather clock on the wall
g g g e e g a b c2b
Oh, the stout it was cured with a poker
a g e e e d c d
And poteen they said cured the flu
G c c c e d c e g
The bacon it hung from the ceiling
a g g e c d e d e
Sure, the story I tell you is true
Second Version In A Lower Key
D G G G B A G B d
Come stroll for a while through my mem'ry
e d d B B B A GA
And I'll tell you of time long ago
D D G G G B A G B d
When we walked to school summer and winter
e d B G A B A G
Barefoot through the fields we would go
d d d B d d e f# g f#
I remember our little thatched cottage
e e d B B B A G A
And the half-door led into the hall
D G G G B A G B d
The crane o'er the fire in the kitchen
e d d B G A B A G
And the grandfather clock on the wall
d d d B d d e f# g f#
Oh, the stout it was cured with a poker
e d B B B A G A
And poteen they said cured the flu
D G G G B A G B d
The bacon it hung from the ceiling
e d d B G A B A G
Sure, the story I tell you is true.
The Boys From The County Armagh
D G G G F# G A E
There's one fair county in Ireland
E F# F F# D F# A G
with mem'ries so glorious and grand
D G G G G F# G A E
where nature has lavished its bounty
E E F# F# F# D F# A G
In the orchard of Erin's green land
D D B B B A B c E
I love her cathedral city
A D F# A D F# A B
once founded by Patrick so true
B A G G G G F# G A E
and it holds in the heart of its bossom
E F# F# F# D F# A G
the ashes of Brian Boru
D D D E F# G d d c B E
It's my own Irish home, far across the foam
E D D F# G B A B D D G A B
although I've of-ten left her in foreign lands to roam
B D D E F# A B B d d c B E
no matter where I wander in cities near or far
D G G G G F# G A E
my heart is at home in old Ireland
F# E D c B A G
in the County of Armagh.
Shenandoah
D G G G A B c d B
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
g f# d e d B d
Way hey, you roll-ing river.
d e e d B d B A G
Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you
A B G B cd G A B G A G
Ha ha, we're bound away 'cross the wide Missouri.
G c c c e d c e g
Come stroll for a while through my mem'ry
a g g e e e d cd
And I'll tell you of time long ago
G G c c c e d c e g
When we walked to school summer and winter
a g e e d e d c
Barefoot through the fields we would go
g g g e g g a b c2 b
I remember our little thatched cottage
a a g e e e d c d
And the half-door led into the hall
G c c c e d c e g
The crane o'er the fire in the kitchen
a g g e c d e d c
And the grandfather clock on the wall
g g g e e g a b c2b
Oh, the stout it was cured with a poker
a g e e e d c d
And poteen they said cured the flu
G c c c e d c e g
The bacon it hung from the ceiling
a g g e c d e d e
Sure, the story I tell you is true
Second Version In A Lower Key
D G G G B A G B d
Come stroll for a while through my mem'ry
e d d B B B A GA
And I'll tell you of time long ago
D D G G G B A G B d
When we walked to school summer and winter
e d B G A B A G
Barefoot through the fields we would go
d d d B d d e f# g f#
I remember our little thatched cottage
e e d B B B A G A
And the half-door led into the hall
D G G G B A G B d
The crane o'er the fire in the kitchen
e d d B G A B A G
And the grandfather clock on the wall
d d d B d d e f# g f#
Oh, the stout it was cured with a poker
e d B B B A G A
And poteen they said cured the flu
D G G G B A G B d
The bacon it hung from the ceiling
e d d B G A B A G
Sure, the story I tell you is true.
The Boys From The County Armagh
D G G G F# G A E
There's one fair county in Ireland
E F# F F# D F# A G
with mem'ries so glorious and grand
D G G G G F# G A E
where nature has lavished its bounty
E E F# F# F# D F# A G
In the orchard of Erin's green land
D D B B B A B c E
I love her cathedral city
A D F# A D F# A B
once founded by Patrick so true
B A G G G G F# G A E
and it holds in the heart of its bossom
E F# F# F# D F# A G
the ashes of Brian Boru
D D D E F# G d d c B E
It's my own Irish home, far across the foam
E D D F# G B A B D D G A B
although I've of-ten left her in foreign lands to roam
B D D E F# A B B d d c B E
no matter where I wander in cities near or far
D G G G G F# G A E
my heart is at home in old Ireland
F# E D c B A G
in the County of Armagh.
Shenandoah
D G G G A B c d B
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you,
g f# d e d B d
Way hey, you roll-ing river.
d e e d B d B A G
Oh Shenandoah, I long to hear you
A B G B cd G A B G A G
Ha ha, we're bound away 'cross the wide Missouri.
Óró sé do bheatha 'bhaile, ag gaeilge marching song
A A G A B A G E
Óró sé do bheatha 'bhaile
G G G G D E G
Óró sé do bheatha 'bhaile
A A G A B A B d
Óró sé do bheatha 'bhaile
d e B D B A A
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.
Seven Drunken Nights keyboard notes
d B B B B A G G d B d e f# g
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
g a g f g e d B A B d e e e
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
e e B d d d d e d B d d e f# g f# e
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
d B d e d B G A G E G G A G
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?
d d B B B B A G G G d B d e f# g
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,and still you can not see
g d e e d B G A A G A G
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
G A B B d d B A G d B d e f# g
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
g g g d e e d B G A A G F# G
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before
Kelly From Killane Notes, recorded by Luke Kelly and The Dubliners
G B d d d g g e d B G E
What's the news, what's the news, O my bold Shelmalier
G A B A B dc A F# G
With your long-barreled gun from the sea
G B d d d g g e d B G E
Say what wind from the South blows his messenger here
G A B A B dc A F# G
With a hymn of the dawn for the free
d d e c e g g e d g e d
Goodly news, goodly news, do I bring Youth of Forth
d d e c e g g e d
Goodly news shall you hear Bargy man
G B d d d g g e d B G E
For the boys march at morn from the South to the North
G A B A B d c A F# G
Led by Kelly the boy from Killane.
A A G A B A G E
Óró sé do bheatha 'bhaile
G G G G D E G
Óró sé do bheatha 'bhaile
A A G A B A B d
Óró sé do bheatha 'bhaile
d e B D B A A
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.
Seven Drunken Nights keyboard notes
d B B B B A G G d B d e f# g
As I went home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be
g a g f g e d B A B d e e e
I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be
e e B d d d d e d B d d e f# g f# e
Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me
d B d e d B G A G E G G A G
Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be?
d d B B B B A G G G d B d e f# g
Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool,and still you can not see
g d e e d B G A A G A G
That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me
G A B B d d B A G d B d e f# g
Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more
g g g d e e d B G A A G F# G
But a saddle on a sow sure I never saw before
Kelly From Killane Notes, recorded by Luke Kelly and The Dubliners
G B d d d g g e d B G E
What's the news, what's the news, O my bold Shelmalier
G A B A B dc A F# G
With your long-barreled gun from the sea
G B d d d g g e d B G E
Say what wind from the South blows his messenger here
G A B A B dc A F# G
With a hymn of the dawn for the free
d d e c e g g e d g e d
Goodly news, goodly news, do I bring Youth of Forth
d d e c e g g e d
Goodly news shall you hear Bargy man
G B d d d g g e d B G E
For the boys march at morn from the South to the North
G A B A B d c A F# G
Led by Kelly the boy from Killane.
Clare By Gilbert O'Sullivan
Clare notes by Gilbert O'Sullivan
Sweet Home Alabama keyboard notes
f# e d d d e
Big wheels keep on turning
f# f# e e d d d d
Carry me home to see my kin
f# e e d d d d G
Singing songs about the south-land
d f# e e d d d d
I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again
d d f# e e e e d d G
Well I heard Mister Young sing about her
d d f# e e d e d
Well I heard ole Neil put her down
d d f# e e e d d G
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
d f# e e d d d d d d d G
A southern man don't need him around any how
f# e d cd G
Sweet home Alabama
f# e e d c d
Where the skies are so blue
f# e d cd G
Sweet home Alabama
f# e e d d e d
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Home Means Nevada
The verses of this song are straight forward with all the F and C notes being sharp.
In the chorus there's a couple of E # notes and you should half close that E note.
Also in the chorus you'll see a cn, this means the c is natural and not sharp
A d d d c B B A F D
Way out in the land of the setting sun,
D E F D E E D
Where the wind blows wild and free,
E F G B B E F G B B
There's a love-ly spot, just the on-ly one
A B c A B E A
That means home sweet home to me.
A A d d d c B A F D
If you follow the old Kit Car-son trail,
D E F D E E D
Un-til des-ert meets the hills,
E F G B B E F G B B
Oh you cer-tain-ly will a-gree with me,
A B c A F E B A
It's the place of a thou-sand thrills.
F F E# F F
Home means Ne-va-da
G G F G
Home means the hills,
A A A B A G F
Home means the sage and the pine.
d d d c B G G F G
Out by the Truckee, sil-ver-y rills,
c c c B E E# F
Out where the sun al-ways shines,
F F E# F F G G F G
Here is the land which I love the best,
A A A cn c c B
Fairer than all I can see.
d c d e d B A d A
Deep in the heart of the golden west
F A G F F E D
Home means Ne-va-da to me.
This World Is Not My Home
Recorded by Jim Reeves, and Ricky Skaggs [ traditional ]
G B B B A G
This world is not my home
B A G G E D
I'm just a-passing through
D G G G B d
My treasures are laid up
B B A A B A
Somewhere beyond the blue.
B d d d B G
The angels beckon me
B A G G E D
From heaven's open door
D E G G B d
And I can't feel at home
e d B A A G
In this world an-y-more.
d d B G
Oh Lord, you know
B A G G E D
I have no friend like you
D G G G B d
If heaven's not my home
B B A A B A
Then Lord what will I do.
d d d d B G
The angels beckon me
B A G G E D
From heaven's open door
D E G G B d
And I can't feel at home
e d B A A G
In this world an-y-more.
Bring It On Home To Me Notes -Sam Cooke
F#E D F# F# F # E D F# E
If you ev-er change your mind
A A B A B A B A A G
A-bout leaving, leaving me behind
B A F # D E D
Oh, oh, bring it to me
F # F# E E D
Bring your sweet loving
F # A B F# D E D
Bring it on home to me
f# e d d d e
Big wheels keep on turning
f# f# e e d d d d
Carry me home to see my kin
f# e e d d d d G
Singing songs about the south-land
d f# e e d d d d
I miss 'ole' 'bamy once again
d d f# e e e e d d G
Well I heard Mister Young sing about her
d d f# e e d e d
Well I heard ole Neil put her down
d d f# e e e d d G
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
d f# e e d d d d d d d G
A southern man don't need him around any how
f# e d cd G
Sweet home Alabama
f# e e d c d
Where the skies are so blue
f# e d cd G
Sweet home Alabama
f# e e d d e d
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Home Means Nevada
The verses of this song are straight forward with all the F and C notes being sharp.
In the chorus there's a couple of E # notes and you should half close that E note.
Also in the chorus you'll see a cn, this means the c is natural and not sharp
A d d d c B B A F D
Way out in the land of the setting sun,
D E F D E E D
Where the wind blows wild and free,
E F G B B E F G B B
There's a love-ly spot, just the on-ly one
A B c A B E A
That means home sweet home to me.
A A d d d c B A F D
If you follow the old Kit Car-son trail,
D E F D E E D
Un-til des-ert meets the hills,
E F G B B E F G B B
Oh you cer-tain-ly will a-gree with me,
A B c A F E B A
It's the place of a thou-sand thrills.
F F E# F F
Home means Ne-va-da
G G F G
Home means the hills,
A A A B A G F
Home means the sage and the pine.
d d d c B G G F G
Out by the Truckee, sil-ver-y rills,
c c c B E E# F
Out where the sun al-ways shines,
F F E# F F G G F G
Here is the land which I love the best,
A A A cn c c B
Fairer than all I can see.
d c d e d B A d A
Deep in the heart of the golden west
F A G F F E D
Home means Ne-va-da to me.
This World Is Not My Home
Recorded by Jim Reeves, and Ricky Skaggs [ traditional ]
G B B B A G
This world is not my home
B A G G E D
I'm just a-passing through
D G G G B d
My treasures are laid up
B B A A B A
Somewhere beyond the blue.
B d d d B G
The angels beckon me
B A G G E D
From heaven's open door
D E G G B d
And I can't feel at home
e d B A A G
In this world an-y-more.
d d B G
Oh Lord, you know
B A G G E D
I have no friend like you
D G G G B d
If heaven's not my home
B B A A B A
Then Lord what will I do.
d d d d B G
The angels beckon me
B A G G E D
From heaven's open door
D E G G B d
And I can't feel at home
e d B A A G
In this world an-y-more.
Bring It On Home To Me Notes -Sam Cooke
F#E D F# F# F # E D F# E
If you ev-er change your mind
A A B A B A B A A G
A-bout leaving, leaving me behind
B A F # D E D
Oh, oh, bring it to me
F # F# E E D
Bring your sweet loving
F # A B F# D E D
Bring it on home to me
The Last Thing On My Mind By Tom Paxton
