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1 - Why aye man
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:

D5 [xx0235]
Gadd9 [320005]
Dsus4 [xx0233]
C [x32013]

Intro: D5

We had no way of staying afloat
We had to leave on the ferry boat
Economic refugees
On the run to germany
    G                             Gadd9
We had the back of maggie's hand
 D5
Times were tough in geordieland
   (D5)
We got wor tools and working gear
And humped it all from newcastle to here

  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            Bb       C
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            C      D5
Why aye man, why aye man


D5


We're the nomad tribes, travelling boys
In the dust and dirt and the racket and the noise
Drills and hammers, diggers and picks
Mixing concrete, laying bricks
        G
There's english, irish, scots, the lot
  D5
United nation's what we've got
 (D5])
Brickies, chippies, every trade
German building, british-made

  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            Bb       C
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            C      D5
Why aye man, why aye man


D5


 Gm                            C
Nae more work on maggie's farm
 F               D5       Dsus4
Hadaway down the autobahn
 Gm                     C
Mine's a portacabin bed
      F                D5         Dsus4
Or a bunk in a nissen hut instead


Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 |
Gm | C | F D5 | D5 |


There's plenty deutschmarks here to earn
And german tarts are wunderschoen
German beer is chemical-free
Germany's alreet with me
 G                             Gadd9
Sometimes I miss my river tyne
     D5
But you're my pretty fraulein
  (D5)
Tonight we'll drink the old town dry
Keep wor spirit levels high


  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            Bb       C
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  D5           F        G       
Why aye man, why aye, why aye man
  G            C      D5
Why aye man, why aye man


D5


     Gm                       C
Sometimes I miss my river tyne
     F          D5            Dsus4
But you're my pretty fraulein
   Gm                                C
Tonight we'll drink the old town dry
 F               D5         Dsus4
Keep wor spirit levels high

     Gm                       C
Sometimes I miss my river tyne
     F          D5            Dsus4
But you're my pretty fraulein

   Gm                                C
Tonight we'll drink the old town dry
 F               D5         Dsus4
Keep wor spirit levels high


Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 |
Gm | C | F D5 | D5 |
Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 |
Gm | C | F D5 | D5 |
Gm | C | F D5 | Dsus4 |
Gm | C | F D5 | D5 |


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2 - Devil Baby
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:

Dsus2 [xx0230]
Asus2 [x02200]

Intro: D  Dsus2  D | D  Dsus2  D |

      D
The freaks'll stay together
                      G
They're a tight old crew
 A
You look at them
                  D   Dsus2  D
And they look at you
            
I love the ballyhoo girl
               G
But she don't care
                   A        Bm   Bm7
It's hard to find love anywhere
 G            A        D   A  Asus2 A Asus2 A
Hard to find love anywhere

        D
The professor is the talker
                  G
He's the talking man
           A
And if he can't clean a midway
        D  Dsus2  D
Nobody can

He'll get the tip on in
                 G
From the midway mud
                          A         Bm   Bm7
You gotta have the sawdust in the blood
 G                    A         D   A  Asus2 A
Gotta have the sawdust in the blood


         D                     G
See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl
 A/C#                 D   D/C#
Come see the big fat lady
  Bm                    Em          Em  Em/D
'Gator slim with the alligator skin
 A/C#               D
Come see the devil baby


D | G | A/C# | D |
D | G | G A | Bm Bm7 |
G | A D | A  Asus2 A | A  Asus2 A |

   D
Springer is the talker
                  G
He's the talking man
               A
He's got the whole studio
                   D   Dsus2  D
Eating out of his hand

You can be on too
                       G
With the nuts and the geeks
           A     Bm  Bm7
Call 1-800-ima frek
G     A     D  A  Asus2 A Asus2 A
1-800-ima frek


         D                     G
See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl
 A/C#                 D   D/C#
Come see the big fat lady
  Bm                    Em          Em  Em/D
'Gator slim with the alligator skin
 A/C#               D
Come see the devil baby

         D                     G
See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl
 A/C#                 D   D/C#
Come see the big fat lady
  Bm                    Em          Em  Em/D
'Gator slim with the alligator skin
 A/C#               D
Come see the devil baby


D | G | A/C# | D |
D | G | G A | Bm Bm7 |
G | A D | A  Asus2 A | A  Asus2 A |


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3 -  Hill Farmer's Blues
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:
Cadd9 [x32030]
Dsus2 [xx0230]

Intro:
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 |

Em
                       G
I'm going into tow law
            C   Cadd9
For what I need
  G            D
Chain for the ripsaw
        Em
Killer for the weed
                           G
The dog's at the back door
           C   Cadd9
Leave him be
 G              D
Don't feed him jack
               Em
And don't wait up for me


 Em                G
Going into tow law
            C    Cadd9
To fuel my fire
  G              D
Shells for the twelve
     Em
And razor wire
                           G
The dog's at the back door
           C  Cadd9
Leave him be
 G        D
Don't do jack
               Em        Dsus2
And don't wait up for me

    С   Cadd9
So bad 
    С  G
So bad
    С
So bad
    Dsus2
So bad


Em

                       G
I'm going into tow law
            C   Cadd9
To have my fun
 G             D
Don't get me wrong
              Em
You were the only one
                    G
Behind my back lord
               C       Cadd9
You made a fool of me
 G        D
Don't do jack
               Em        Dsus2
And don't wait up for me


    С   Cadd9
So bad 
    Dsus2  G
So bad
    С
So bad
    Dsus2
So bad


C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |
C | C Cadd9 | Dsus2 | Dsus2 Dsus2/B |


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4 - A Place Where We Used to Live
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:
E7 [020100]
C7M [x32000]

Intro: Am | E7 E | Am | E7 E | Am
            
            E7         E
This empty kitchen's where
      Am            E7   E  Am
I'd while away the hours
              E7      E   C
Just next to my old chair
               E          E7     Dm
You'd usually have some flowers
                E    E7   Am  Am/G
The shelves of books
          Am/F#
Even the picture hooks
               Dm  E7
Everything is gone
        E        Am
But my heart is hanging on

           E7         E
If this old neighbourhood
 Am                 E7   E  Am
Survived us both alright
                    E7   E    C
Don't know that it withstood
                     E7       E    Dm
All the things that took our light
             E    E7   Am  Am/G
You on the stair
       Am/F# 
I can see you there
               Dm  E7
Everything is gone
        E        Am
But my heart is hanging on


F7M               C7M          F7M
Once there was a little girl
                      C7M          F7M
Used to wonder what she would be
                   C7M
Went out into the big wide world
                  F7M
Now she's just a memory
                    C7M               F7M
There used to be a little school here
                     C7M           F7M
Where I learned to write my name
                     C7M
But time has been a little cruel here
      F7M          Dm7
Time has no shame

              G  C7M
It's just a place where
 F7M            Dm7
We used to live
              G  C7M
It's just a place where
   F7M
We used to live

Now in another town
You lead another life
And now upstairs and down
You're someone else's wife
Here in the dust
There's not a trace of us
Everything is gone
But my heart is hanging on

It's just a place where
We used to live
It's just a place where
We used to live

Dm7 | G | C7M | F7M |
Dm7 | G | C7M | F7M |
Dm7 | G | C7M | F7M |


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5 - Quality Shoe
Tuning: Standart
Capo: 5

Chords:

C7M [x3200x]
C#m6 [x4232x]

  Lick1:
    C7M G F
e|-------|------------------|
B|--0----|-1----------------|
G|--0---0h2-----------------|
D|------0h3-----------------|
A|-------|-3----------------|
E|-------|-1----------------|

  Lick2:
   G7                C
e|-----------------|--------|
B|-----------------|--------|
G|-----------------|--------|
D|-----------------|--------|
A|-----------0-2-0-|-3------|
E|---3--3----------|--------|

  Lick3:
    C               G7
e|-----------------|--------|
B|-----------------|--------|
G|-----------------|--------|
D|-----------------|--------|
A|--3--3-2--2-0--0-|--------|
E|-----------------|-3------|

Intro:

| C F | C F | C F | C Lick2

                          F                G7
You got your toecaps reinforced with steel
              C            Lick1 (C7M  G  F)
Hard-wearing sole and heel
            G7                   C   C#m6  G  C
Make those tired feet feel like new
               F                G7
Take your pick,  black or Brown
                              C          Lick1 (C7M  G  F)
Great for the country or the man in town
              G7              C  F  C  G7  C
You're gonna need a quality shoe

                    F           G7
You don't want no stand-by pair
                        C            Lick1 (C7M  G  F)
'Cos these'll take the wear and tear
         G7                C   C#m6  G  C
Made to take good care of you
                  F           G7
For that trip by road or rail
                         C            Lick1 (C7M  G  F)
For extra grip on those rocky trails
              G7              C  F  Fm  Lick3 (C  G7)
You're gonna need a quality shoe

                          C              G7
Now they maybe ain't too hot for dancing
                       C             Em
But I don't foresee too much of that
                 B7
You ain't exactly gonna be prancing
  Em           C#m6
Around in the moonlight
        Dm             G7
With a cane and a top hat


If you could use a change of pace
And be excused from the rat race
Just take a look at what's on view
Lace 'em up, walk around
I guarantee you can't wear 'em down
You're gonna need a quality shoe

Now I wish you sunny skies
And happiness wherever you may go
But you got to realise
There'll be wind, there'll be rain
And occasional snow

You're gonna want to smile in them
If you're gonna walk a mile in them
There'll be times when you'll be blue
To laugh at rainy days and then
Make your getaways in them
You're gonna need a quality shoe

You got your toecaps reinforced with steel
Hard-wearing sole and heel
Make those tired feet feel like new
Take your pick, black or Brown
Great for the country or the man in town
You're gonna need a quality shoe


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6 - Fare Thee Well Northumberland
Tuning: Standart
Capo: 

Chords:
C5 [x355xx]
F(no3) [133xxx]
C(No3) [x335xx]

Intro: C5

Come drive me down to the central station
I hate to leave my river tyne
For some damn town that's god-forsaken
Fare thee well, northumberland
               F(no3)            C5
Although i'll go where the lady takes me
                                 C5/G
She'll never tell what's in her hand
           C5
I do not know what fate awaits me
           F(No3)  F(No3)/G            C5
Fare thee well,             northumberland

                C(No3)
My heart beats for my streets and alleys
           Fsus2 Csus4      C(No3)
Longs to dwell in the borderlands
            
The north-east shore and the river valleys
           F(No3)  F(No3)/G            C5
Fare thee well,             northumberland

I may not stay, i'm bound for leaving
I'm bound to ramble and to roam
I only say my heart is grieving
I would not gamble on my coming home

Roll on, geordie boy, roll
Roll on, geordie boy, roll
Roll on, geordie boy, roll
Roll on, geordie boy, roll

So drive me down to the central station
I hate to leave my river tyne
For some damn town that's god-forsaken
Goodbye old friend of mine
Although i'll go where the lady takes me
She'll never tell what's in her hand
I do not know what fate awaits me
Fare thee well, northumberland

So roll on, geordie boy, roll
Roll on, geordie boy, roll
Roll on, geordie boy, roll
Roll on, geordie boy, roll


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7 - Marbletown
Tuning: Dropped D
Capo: 5

Chords:
D5 [00023x]
Csus2 [x3003x]
G5 [5x003x]
Fsus2 [3x001x]
Am7 [x02010]

Intro: D5
                     Csus2
Roll out here mister
        Csus2/B      D5
If you need a lttle rest
 G5                  Fsus2
Roll out here mister
                     D5
If you need a lttle rest
 Am7                      G5
Lay me down in marbletown
   D5
A bone yard is the best


There was a bad bull on the railroad
Tried to put me off his train
Lay me down in marbletown
'Til the coast is clear again

   Fsus2  G5    Ssus2  D5
I can    hear them a- hollerin'
'We got a man down here
We got a man down'

I'm gonna flip me a cannonball
That won't stop for anyone
Lay me down in marbletown
Wait 'til morning comes

I'm gonna roll out here in the tombstones
Wait here on my train
Lay me down in marbletown
I hope that it don't rain

And I can still hear them hollerin
''We got a man down here
We got a man down'

Roll out here mister
If you need a little rest
Lay me down in marbletown
A bone yard is the best


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8 - You Don't Know You're Born
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:

D5 [xx032x]
Dsus2 [xx053x]
D6 [xx043x]
D7(No3) [xx021x]

Intro:


D5 | Dsus2 D6 | D5 |


D5

What do you know about the hammer and the spike
What do you know about the farm
You don't know
You don't know what it's like
Because you don't know
You don't know you're born

What do you know about the hammer and the chisel
You only know the kitchen and the warm
You don't know about the night shift whistle
Punching the clock to the horn
Because you don't know
You don't know you're born

     D5 
You don't know
                           D7(No3)
You don't know you're born
     G          
You don't know
     Bb                   C
You don't know you're born

     D5 
You don't know
                           D7(No3)
You don't know you're born
     G          
You don't know
     Bb                C
You don't know you're born

C | Bb | C | Bb | C

What do you know about the hammer and the nails
Know about the thistles and the thorns
What do you know about the road and the rails
Your heart so weary and your hands all worn
Your hands so weary and your heart all torn
And you don't know
You don't know you're born

C | Bb | C | Bb | C


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9 - Coyote
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:

Intro: 

D | D/C | D/C D/F | D :|

Look at me coyote
Don't let a little road dust put you off
You can't judge a book
Well you know that stuff
There's a tear in my upholstery
And a hole in my shoe
But don't you just wish that you could
Make half of the speed I do 
         F           G           D
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do


You can't catch me coyote
Though there may be blood on the tracks
There may be some bridges burning
Behind our backs
But I got my laundry on the backseat
And an itinerary too
And don't you just wish that you could
Make half of the speed I do
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do

Now I'm a speck on your horizon
Getting smaller fast
An ambush wouldn't be surprising
I hope it's better than your last

Once again the roadrunner
Leaves the coyote in the dirt
You've got another plan of action
But we all know it ain't never gonna work
It must be hard having dog dreams
That never come true
And don't you just wish that you could
Make half of the speed I do
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do
Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do


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10 - The Ragpicker's Dream
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:
E/B [x2210x]
Asus2 [x0220x]
E/G# [4x210x]
A/F# [2x222x]
A6 [x0465x]
Am6 [x0455x]
A#m7/5- [6x665x]
A#7/5- [6x675x]
A#dim [6x565x]
C6 [x3221x]

Intro:

E/B | A | G#m | Asus2
E/G# | C#m | A | B

      E/B                  A       G#m
When Jack Frost came for Christmas
                     Asus2
With a brass monkey date
     E/G#              C#m       
The rail-king and the scarecrow
           A             A/F#
Hopped a Florida freight
           E/B          A          G#m
And they blew on their paper cups
                         Asus2
And stared through the steam
            E/G#        C#m
Then they drank half a bottle
    A            Fm
Of Ragpicker's Dream where

      A6            Am6
The whiskey keeps following
      B           E/G#  
Cold pitchers of beer
C#m          E/B
Me and my associate
           Asus2         B
Like the clientele here get
    E/G#             A     G#m
The onions and the 'taters
                  Asus2
Rib-eyes on the grill
 E/G#           C#m
Toothpicks and luckies
       A      A/F#   
And a coffee refill


E/B | A | G#m | Asus2
E/G# | C#m | A | B

        E/G#          A      E/G#
As the rail-king lay rocking
                     Asus2
He was leaving the ground
              E/G#       C#m        A
Then he was flying like Santa Claus
          A/F
Over the town where
    E/G#        A      E/G#
He came to the window
                   Asus2  E/G#
Of a house by a stream
                   C#m
It was a family Christmas
        A            A/F#
In the Ragpicker's Dream there

      E/G#        A    E/G#
Were kids at the table
                  Asus2  E/G#
All aglow in the light
              C#m
Music in the wintertime
      A          A/F#
Sure carries at night there
     E/G#        A
Was turkey and gravy
 E/G#         A#m7/5-
Pie and ice cream
     E/B               C#m
And gifts for each and everyone
        A           F#m
In the Ragpicker's Dream where


     A6            Am6
The red-eye keeps tumbling
         B         E/G#
In our glasses of beer
C#m          E/B
Me and my associate
          Asus2      B
Like the service in here there's
   E/G#          A     E/G#
A ten for your trouble
          Asus2
You have beautiful hair
          E/G#         C#m
Make the last one two doubles
        A             A/F#
It's a cold one out there where


      E/G#             A        E/G#
The scarecrow and the rail-king
                 Asus2
Have started to dance
       E/G#             C#m      
But a nightstick and a billyclub 
     A               A/F#               
Won't give peace a chance here
    E/G#            A       E/G#
I think they went thataways
                     A#m7/5-
Your song and dance team
         E/B          C#m      A
Heading home for the holidays
                       A/F#
With the Ragpicker's Dream on


      E/B         A      E/G#
His knees like a fighter
                 Asus2  E/G#
The rail-riding king
                  C#m
Like a sack of potatoes
        A           A/F#
Like a bull in the ring where
      E/G#          A    E/G#
The scarecrow falls over
                    A#7/5-   A6
With a tear in the seam
 E/B          C#m
Home for the rover
        A            A/F#
In the Ragpicker's Dream where


     A6            Am6
The red-eye keeps tumbling
      B            E/G#
Like tears in our beer
C#m          E/B
Me and my associate
         A         B
Like the ambience here where
      E/G#         A        E/G#
They cornered two castaways
                       A#dim   A6
In a white flashlight beam
         E\B         C#m  
Merry Christmas and happy days
        A            A/F#   C6
In the Ragpicker's Dream


E/B | A | G#m | Asus2
E/G# | Asus2 | E/G# E | Asus2


___________________________________________________________________________
11 - Daddy's Gone To Knoxville
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Chords:

C#m/5- [x4565x]

Intro:


G | E | A | D | G


G                                           C
Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone
           G
When he's gone
                                              A
Yeah, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone
           D
When he's gone
 G                      B
Daddy's gone down that gallatin road
     C                      C#m/5-
The hen never laid and the corn never growed
G  E        A               D          G 
Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone


G                                    C                             
Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime
        G
Than a dime
                                       A
Yeah, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime
        D
Than a dime
 G                       B
Daddy's gone down that crossville track
       C                          C#m/5-
If he can't make a dollar then he ain't comin' back
G E      A             D             G
Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime

Oh, you better love your daddy while you can
While you can
Yeah, you better love your daddy while you can
While you can
Daddy's gone south on the natchez trace
If the can't show the money then he don't show his face
Oh, you'd better love your daddy while you can

Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now
Knoxville now
Yeah, your daddy's gone to knoxville now
Knoxville now
Daddy's gone down that knoxville road
The dog never barked and the cock never crowed
Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now


___________________________________________________________________________
12 - Old Pigweed
Tuning: Standart
Capo: No

Capo: 2

E [076455] or [022100] 
E7M [076445] or [021100]

E | E | E | E E7M | A

               B
Everything was in there
            E           E7M   A
That you'd want to see
                B
Corned beef and onions
          E    E7M   A
And true love
             B              E
Turnips and tinned tomatoes
                C#m B       A
Parsnips and a few potatoes

A couple extra blessings
       B    A
From above

                      B
Now this here mingle-mangle
        E           E7M  A
Was my best one yet
                  B
A big old bad goulash
               E  E7M  A
Worth waiting for
                       B         E
And i'm just about to dip my can
                   C#m  B     A
Taste some brotherhood of man
                     B
When I get a feeling
                    A
That there's a flaw

             B
Who put old pigweed
        E     
In the mulligan
        C#m  B  A
Was it you

Who put old pigweed
        E         B  A
In the mulligan stew
            B
I close my eyes
            E
For just a minute
             C#m B  A
What do you do
             E
Who put old pigweed
        B         E
In the mulligan stew
        B
In the mulligan
        E
In the mulligan
        A      B  E  E7M
In the mulligan stew



You won't find self-improvement or philosophy
In a dumpster sitting by
The kitchen door
There's plenty leek and humble pie
Ain't too much ham on rye
Sometimes I wonder
What i'm looking for

But a spoonful of forgiveness
Goes a long, long way
And we all should do our best
To get along
Add a pinch of kindness crumbling
To your loving dumpling
Okra for thickening
When something's wrong

But who put old pigweed
In the mulligan
Was it you
Who put old pigweed
In the mulligan stew
I close my eyes
For just a minute
What do you do
Who put old pigweed
In the mulligan stew

            
            
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