Riding down from Bangor on an eastern train
After weeks of hunting in the woods of Maine
Quite extensive whiskers, beard, moustache as well
Sat a student fellow, tall and slim and swell
Empty seat behind him, no one at his side
Into quiet village, eastern train did glide
Enter aged couple, take the hindmost seat
Enter village maiden, beautiful, petite
Blushingly she faltered, Is this seat engaged?
Sees the aged couple properly enraged
Student's quite ecstatic, sees her ticket through
Thinks of the long tunnel, thinks what he will do
Pleasantly they chatted, how the cinders fly
Till the student fellow gets one in his eye
Maiden, sympathetic, turns herself about
May I, if you please, Sir, try to get it out?
Then the student fellow feels a gentle touch
Hears a gentle murmur, Does it hurt you much?
Whiz! Slap! Bang! Into tunnel quite
Into glorious darkness, black as Egypt's night
Out into the daylight glides that eastern train
Student's hair is ruffled just the merest grain
Maiden seen all blushes when then and there appeared
A tiny little earring in that horrid student's beard
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
I'm worried now but I won't be worried long
I swam across the river and laid me down to sleep
I swam across the river and laid me down to sleep
I swam across the river and laid me down to sleep
When I woke, there were shackles on my feet
Shackles on my feet and twenty one links of chain
Shackles on my feet and twenty one links of chain
Shackles on my feet and twenty one links of chain
And every one initialled with my name
I asked the judge, What's gonna be my fine?
I asked the judge, What's gonna be my fine?
I asked the judge, What's gonna be my fine?
Twenty-one years on the Rocky Mountain Line
The train I ride is twenty-one coaches long
The train I ride is twenty-one coaches long
The train I ride is twenty-one coaches long
I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
Guitar chords for Worried Man
C7
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
F7 C7
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
It takes a worried man to sing a worried song
G7 C7
I’m worried now, but I won’t be worried long
Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Breaking rocks and serving my time
Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Cause I been convicted of crime
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
Well I reckon that ought to get it
I've been working, working
but I still got so terribly far to go
I commited crime Lord of needing
Crime of being hungry and poor
I left the grocery store man breathing
When he caught me robbing his store
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
I heard the judge say five years
On the chain-gang you're gonna go
I heard the judge say five years labour
I heard my old man scream Lordy, no!
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
Gonna see my sweet honey baby
Gonna break this chain off the rock
Gonna lay down somewhere shady
Lord it sure is hot in the sun
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
well I reckon that ought to get it
I've been working, working
but I still got so terribly far to go
Oscar Brown Jr and Nat Adderley
Martin said to his man, Fie, man, fie
Martin said to his man, Who's the fool now
Martin said to his man, Fill thou the cup and I the can
Thou hast well drunken man
Who's the fool now?
I saw the man in the moon, Fie, man fie
I saw the man in the moon, Who's the fool now
I saw the man in the moon, sliding down St Peter's shoen
Thou hast well drunken man
Who's the fool now?
I saw the mouse chase the cat...
... and saw the cheese eat the rat
I saw the maid milk the bull...
...every stroke a bucketful
I saw the hare chase the hounds...
...forty miles above the ground
I saw the flea heave a tree...
...forty leagues across the sea
I saw the sheep shearing corn, Fie, man fie
I saw the sheep shearing corn, Who's the fool now
I saw the sheep shearing corn and saw the cuckold blow his horn
Thou hast well drunken man
Who's the fool now?
Guitar chords for Martin Said to his Man
C
Martin said to his man, Fie man, fie
G G7
Martin said to his man, who's the fool now?
C F C G7
Martin said to his man, Fill thou the cup and I the can
C F
Thou hast well drunken man
C G7 C
Who's the fool now?
Farewell to you my own true love
I'm going far away
I am bound for California
But I know that I'll return some day
So fare thee well my own true love
And when I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
I have shipped on a Yankee sailing ship
Davy Crockett is her name
And Burgess is the Captain of her
And they say she's a floating shame
So fare thee well...
Oh the sun is on the harbour, love
And I wish I could remain
For I know it will be some long time
Before I see you again
So fare thee well my own true love
And when I return united we will be
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
But my darling when I think of thee
Guitar chords for Leaving of Liverpool
G C G
Farewell to you my own true love
D
I'm going far away
G C G
I am bound for California
D G
But I know that I'll return some day
D C G
So fare thee well my own true love
Em Bm Am D7
And when I return united we will be
G C G
It's not the leaving of Liverpool that grieves me
D G
But my darling when I think of thee
Rise, arise, arise,
Wake thee arise, life is calling thee
Wake thee arise, every watchful be
Mother Life God, she is calling thee.
Mother Life God, she is greeting thee.
Rise, arise, arise.
In the streets of New York City
When the hour was getting late,
There were young men armed with knives and guns,
Young men armed with hate.
And Lou Marsh stepped between them
And died there in his tracks,
For one man is no army, when a city turns its back
Chorus:
And now the streets are empty
And now the streets are dark,
So keep an eye on shadows,
And never pass the park.
For the city is a jungle
When the law is out of sight,
And death lurks in El-Bareo
With the orphans of the night.
There were two gangs approaching
In Spanish Harlem town,
The smell of blood was in the air
The challenge was laid down.
He felt their blinding hatred
As he tried to save their lives,
But they broke his peaceful body
With their fists and staves and knives.
(Chorus)
Shall Lou Marsh lie forgotten
In a cold and silent grave?
Or will his memory linger on
In those he tried to save.
And those of us who knew him
Will now and then recall,
And shed a tear on poverty
The tombstone of us all.
(Chorus)
Phil Ochs
Guitar chords for the Ballad of Lou Marsh
Am
In the streets of New York City
Em
When the hour was getting late
Am
Lurked young men armed with knives and guns
Em
Young men armed with hate
Am
And Lou Marsh stepped between them
Dm Am
And died there in his tracks
Dm Em Am
For one man is no army when a city turns its back
C Dm Am
And now the streets are empty And now the streets are dark
Dm G Am
So keep an eye on shadows And never pass the park
C Dm Am
For the city is a jungle When the law is out of sight
Dm G Am
And death lurks in El-Bareo With the orphans of the night
Ah but love is pleasing and love is teasing
Love is a treasure when first it's new
Ah but as love grows older so love grows colder
And fades away like the morning dew
Oh how I wish, how I wish, but it's all in vain
I wish that I were a maid again
Ah but a maid again I shall never be
Till apples grow on an orange tree
How I wish, how I wish that my babe was born
And sitting on his mother's knee
And I wish that I were dead and gone
The deep green grass growing over me
As I went out walking down by the sea shore,
The wind it did whistle, and the waves they did roar
I heard a fair maiden make a pitiful cry
It sounded so lonesome in the waters nearby
I never will marry, I'll be no man's wife
I'd rather stay single for the rest of my life
My love's gone and left me, the one I adore
He's gone, and I never will see him no more
The shells in the ocean shall be my death bed
And fish in deep water swim over my head
I never will marry, I'll be no man's wife
I'd rather stay single for the rest of my life
She threw her fair body in the water so deep
She closed her pretty blue eyes in one long last sleep
The shells in the ocean and the fish in the sea
They all have their places, but there's no place for me
I never will marry, I'll be no man's wife
I'd rather stay single for the rest of my life
She sat under the lilacs and played her guitar
Played her guitar, played her guitar
She sat under the lilacs and played her guitar
Played her guita-ha-ha-ha
He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar
Smoked his cigar, smoked his cigar
He sat down beside her and smoked his cigar
Smoked his ciga-ha-ha-ha
He said that he loved her, but oh, how he lied...
She said she believed him, but oh, how she sighed...
They were to be married, but somehow she died...
He went to her funeral but just for the ride...
He sat on her tombstone and laughed till he cried...
The tombstone fell on him and squish-squash, he died...
The parson was passing and popped him inside...
She went to heaven and flip-flap she flied...
He went to t'other place and frizzled and fried...
The devils they ate him with pitchforks and knives...
The moral of this story is don't tell a lie
Don't tell a lie, don't tell a lie, don't tell a lie
The moral of this story is don't tell a lie
Don't tell a li-hi-hi-hie