Author: Jim

Long Journey Home

Jim,

(also called Two Dollar Bill, and same tune as Big Ball in Memphis)

Chorus:
Lost all my money but a two dollar bill
Two dollar bill boys, two dollar bill
Lost all my money but a two dollar bill
I'm on my long journey home

Cloudy in the West and it looks like rain
Looks like rain, boys, looks like rain
Cloudy in the West and it looks like rain
I'm on my long journey home

It's dark and a raining and I want to go home
Want to go home, boys, want to go home
Its dark and a raining and I want to go home
I'm on my long journey home

Homesick and lonesome and I'm feeling kind of blue
Feeling kind of blue, boys, feeling kind of blue
Homesick and lonesome and I'm feeling kind of blue
I'm on my long journey home

There's black smoke a rising and it surely is a train
Surely is a train boys, surely is a train
There's black smoke a rising and it surely is a train
I'm on my long journey home

Verse:

I I I IV-I
I I V I

 


Long Gone

Jim,

—William P. Terry

Chorus:
Long gone is how I'm leaving
Long gone, why do you cry
This is what you wanted baby
So I'm gone, long gone

I have tried to make you happy
Still you say I've done you wrong
Oh I'm giving up my darling
So I'm gone, long gone

Please don't try to overtake me
What I ride will be too fast
This is it, we're through forever
I'm gone, I'm free at last

Please don't shed no tears at parting
For your tears will not atone
After all the pain you cause me
I'm gone, long gone

Verse:

I I I I
IV IV I I
I I I I
V V I I

 

Long Gone Daddy

Jim,

—Hank Williams

Chorus:
All you want to do is sit around and pout
And now I got enough and so I'm getting out

Refrain:
I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now
I'm a long gone daddy I don't need you anyhow

I been in the doghouse so doggone long
That when I get a kiss I think that something's wrong

I'll go find a gal that wants to treat me right
You go get yourself a man that wants to fight

You start your jaws a—wagging and it never stop
You never shut your mouth until I blow my top

I remember back when you were nice and sweet
Things have changed, you'd rather fight than eat

I'm a—gonna do some riding on the midnight train
I'm taking everything except my ball and chain

Verse:

I I I I

Chorus:

IV IV I I
V V I I

 

Long Black Veil

Jim,

—M.J.Wilkin and D.Dill

Ten years ago on a cold dark night
There was someone killed 'neath the town hall light
There were few at the scene and they all did agree
That the man who ran looked a lot like me.

Chorus:
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave where the night winds wail
Nobody knows, no, and nobody sees
Nobody knows but me.

The judge said "Son, what is your alibi?
If you were somewhere else then you won't have to die"
I spoke not a word although it meant my life
I had been in the arms of my best friend's wife.

The scaffold was high and eternity neared
She stood in the crowd and shed not a tear
But sometimes at night when the cold wind moans
In a long black veil she cries over my bones.

Verse:

|: I I I I
V V IV I :|

Chorus:

IV I IV I
IV I IV I
I IV – I IV – V I

 

Lonesome Road Blues

Jim,

I'm going down this road feeling bad
I'm going down this road feeling bad
I'm going down this road feeling bad, lord, lord
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

I'm down in the jailhouse on my knees ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

They feed me on corn bread and beans ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

Two dollar shoes they hurt my feet ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

It takes a ten dollar shoe to fit my foot ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

I'm going where the weather fits my clothes ( x3 )
And I ain't a gonna be treated this a way

I've got them old lonesome road blues ( x3 )
Sweet talk don't do my baby no good ( x3 )
A black cat's a right sorry sign ( x3 )

Verse:

I I IV I
IV I V I

 


Log Cabin Home In the Sky

Jim,

—Robin Williamson

All around this wide country the winter it has now begun.
Now is the time to slip away from the California sun.
To a place where a man can be free as the wind, as wild as the huskies' cry.
Now winter is nigh let us fly to my log cabin home in the sky

With snow piling all round the door, and many a log on the stove,
Where the chickadee's singing a comforting song, I'll show you it's you that I love.
O let the wolves howl, they won't find us here by a soft oil lamp we will lie.
Now winter is nigh let us fly to my log cabin home in the sky

Now there comes a time to every man when he must turn his back on the crowd.
When the glare of the lights gets much too bright, and the music plays too loud.
When a man must run from the deeds he has done, recalling those days with a sigh,
Now winter is nigh let us fly to my log cabin home in the sky

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Verse and Chorus:

I I IV I
I I V V
I I IV I
I IV I-V I

 

Live and Let Live

Jim,

They tell me that you're going away
What makes you want to leave
You gave me your love, you gave me your vow
And you're leaving me here to grieve

Chorus:
Live and let live, don't break my heart
Don't leave me here to cry
I never could live if we should part
Tell me you don't mean good—bye

Stayed awake last night and I walked the floor
What makes you treat me so
Live and let live, don't break my heart
I don't want to live if you go

You're the one who made me love you so
You're the one who's making my cry
You're the one who'd break me heart if you go
Tell me you don't mean good—bye

Verse and Chorus:

I I IV I
I I V V
I I IV I
I I V I

 

Little Maggie

Jim,

Oh yonder stands little Maggie
With a dram glass in her hands
She's drinking away her troubles
She's a courting some other man

Oh how can I ever stand it
Just to see them two blue eyes
A shining in the moonlight
Like two diamonds in the sky

Last time a saw little Maggie
She was sitting on the banks of the sea
With a forty—four around her
And a banjo on her knee

Lay down your last gold dollar
Lay down your gold watch and chain
Little Maggie's gonna dance for daddy
Listen to that old banjo ring

Pretty flowers were made for blooming
Pretty stars were made to shine
Pretty women were made for loving
Little Maggie was made for mine

Verse:

|: I I VII VII
I V I I :|

 

Little Liza Jane

Jim,

I got a gal and you got none, Little Liza Jane.
I got a gal an' you got none, Little Liza Jane.

Chorus:
Oh Little Liza, Little Liza Jane.
Oh Little Liza, Little Liza Jane.

Come my love and live with me, Little Liza Jane.
I will take good care of thee, Little Liza Jane.

Goin' to throw the dice away, Little Liza Jane.
When you name the happy day, Little Liza Jane.

Every mornin' when I wake, Little Liza Jane.
Smell the ham an buckwheat cakes, Little Liza Jane.

House and lot in Baltimore, Little Liza Jane.
Lots of children round the door, Little Liza Jane.

Nevermore from you I'll roam, Little Liza Jane.
Bestest place is home sweet home, Little Liza Jane.

Liza Jane done come to me, Little Liza Jane.
Both as happy as can be, Little Liza Jane.

Little Liza Jane II:

When I go a courtin' I'll go on the train.
When I go to marry, I'll marry Liza Jane.

The hardest work I ever did was brakin' on a train;
The easiest work I ever did was huggin' Liza Jane.

When I went to see her she met me at the door;
Her shoes and stockings in her hand, and her bare feet on the floor.

When I went to see her she wrung her hands and cried;
She swore I was the ugliest thing that ever lived or died.

I ask little Liza to marry me, what do you reckon she said?
Said she would not marry me if everybody else was dead.

Goin' up the mountain to raise a patch of cane,
To make a barrel of sorghum to sweeten up Liza Jane.

Whisky by the barrel sugar by the pound,
A great big bowl to put it in and a spoon to stir it round.

I wish I had a needle and a thread as fine as I could sew,
I would sew all the girls to my coat-tail and down the mountain I'd go.

Old corn likker's done made, still's tore out and gone.
What'll poor little Liza do when I'm took off and gone?

Don't you weep, my darling don't you weep nor cry;
I'll be back to see you in the long old by-and-by.

You can climb the cherry tree and I will climb the rose;
How I love that pretty little gal God almighty knows.

Verse:

I I I I
I I V I

Chorus:

I IV – I I I
I IV – I V I

 




Little Georgia Rose

Jim,

—Bill Monroe

Now come and listen to my story
A story that I know is true
A little rose that bloomed in Georgia
With hair of gold and a heart so true

Chorus:
Way down in the blue ridge mountains
Way down where the tall pines grow
Lives my sweetheart of the mountains
She's my little Georgia rose

Her mother left her with another
A carefree life she had planned
The baby now she is a lady
The one her mother couldn't stand

We often sing those songs together
I watched her do her little part
She smiled at me when I would tell her
That she was my sweetheart

Verse:

I I I I
I I V V
I I I I
I V I I

Chorus:

IV IV I I
I I V V
I I IV IV
I V I I