Author: Jim
Happy Trails
—Dale Evans
Verse:
Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Happy trails to you, keep smiling until then.
Who cares about the clouds when we're together?
Just sing a song, and bring the sunny weather.
Happy trails to you, 'til we meet again.
Bridge:
Some trails are happy ones, others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.
Repeat verse
Verse:
| I | I | I – Vb | V |
| V | V | V – Ib | I |
| I – I7 | IV | II – II7 | II7 – V |
| I – I7 | IV | V | I |
Bridge:
| I | I | IV | IV |
| V | V | V | I |
Kiss Me Waltz
Cold Cold Heart
—Hamk Williams
I tried so hard, my dear
To show that you're my every dream
Yet you're afraid each thing I do
Is just some evil scheme
A memory from your lonesome past
Keeps us so far apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?
Another love before my time
Made your heart sad and blue
And so my heart is paying now
For things I didn't do
In anger, unkind words are said
That make the teardrops start
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?
You'll never know how much it hurts
To see you sit and cry
You know you need and want my love
Yet you're afraid to try
Why do you run and hide from life?
To try it just ain't smart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?
There was a time when I believed
That you belonged to me
But now I know your heart is shackled
To a memory
The more I learn to care for you
The more we drift apart
Why can't I free your doubtful mind
And melt your cold, cold heart?
Verse:
| I | I – V | V | V – I |
| I | I – IV | V | V – I |
I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
—Hank Williams, 1949
Hear that lonesome whippoorwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight train is whining low
I'm so lonesome I could cry
I've never seen a night so long
When time goes crawling by
The moon just went behind the clouds
To hide its face and cry
Did you ever see a robin weep
When leaves begin to die?
Like me, he's lost the will to live
I'm so lonesome I could cry
The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple sky
And as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry
3/4
Verse:
| I | I | I | I |
| IV | I | I – V | I |
Hey, Good Lookin'
—Hank Williams
Chorus 1
Say hey, good lookin' – what ya got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
Hey, sweet baby – don't you think maybe
We can find us a brand new recipe?
Verse 1
I got a hot rod Ford and a two dollar bill
And I know a spot right over the hill
There's soda pop and the dancing's free
So if you wanna have fun, come along with me
Chorus 2
I'm free and ready, so we can go steady
How's about savin' all your time for me?
No more lookin', I know I been tooken
How's about keepin' steady company?
Verse 2
I'm gonna throw my date book over the fence
And buy me one for five or ten cents
I'll keep it 'til it's covered with age
'Cause I'm writin' your name down on every page
Tag: (half chorus)
Say hey, good lookin' – what ya got cookin'?
How's about cookin' somethin' up with me?
Chorus:
| I | I | IV – V | I – V |
| I | I | IV – V | I |
Verse:
| IV – I | IV – I | IV – I | II – V |
| I | I | IV – V | I |
Nobody's Fault But Mine
—Blind Willie Johnson, 1927 (Blind Boys of Alabama version)
Nobody's fault, but mine
Nobody's fault, but mine
If I die and my soul be lost
Ain't nobody's fault, but mine
I got a Bible I can read
I got a Bible I can read
If I fail to read it and my soul be lost
Ain't nobody's fault, but mine
Well my mother she taught me how to pray,
Mother she taught me how to pray,
If I fail to pray and my soul be lost,
Ain't nobody's fault but mine
Now I got a song I can sing
I got a song I can sing
If I fail to sing it and my soul be lost,
Ain't nobody's fault but mine
Sister Rosetta Tharpe version:
It's nobody's fault, but mine,
Nobody's fault, but mine
And if I die and my soul be lost
It's nobody's fault but mine
My mother taught me how to read
My mother taught me how to read
And if I die and my soul be lost
My mother taught me how to read
It's nobody's fault, but mine,
Nobody's fault, but mine
And if I die and my soul be lost
It's nobody's fault but mine
My mother taught me how to pray
My mother taught me how to pray
And if I die and my soul be lost
It's nobody's fault but mine
Extra verses:
Oh, I got a father who can preach
I got a father who can preach
And if I die and my soul be lost
It's nobody's fault but mine
I got a sister she can sing,
I got a sister she can sing
And if I die and my soul be lost
It's nobody's fault but mine
Verse:
| I | I | I | V |
| I | IV | I – V | I |
She'll Be Comin' Round the Mountain
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be coming round the mountain,
She'll be coming round the mountain,
She'll be coming round the mountain when she comes
She'll be driving six white horses when she comes…
Oh, we'll all go out to meet her when she comes…
O, we'll kill the old red rooster, when she comes…
Oh, we'll all have chicken 'n dumplings when she comes…
She'll be wearing red pajamas when she comes…
She will have to sleep with Grandma when she comes…
Oh, she's got a lovely bottom set of teeth…
Oh, She's got a lovely titillating smile…
We'll all sing Hallelujah when she comes…
Verse:
| I | I | I | V |
| I | IV | I – V | I |
Hand Me Down My Walking Cane
—James A. Bland, 1880
I got high and landed in jail ( x3 )
Had no one for to go my bail,
My sins they have overtaken me.*
Chorus:
Hand me down my walking cane ( x3 )
I'm gonna leave on the midnight train,
My sins they have overtaken me.
Well the beans was tough and the meat was fat ( x3 )
Oh good God I couldn't eat that
My sins they have overtaken me.
Come on mama, and go my bail ( x3 )
And get me out of this Nashville jail
My sins they have overtaken me.
Well if I die in Tennessee ( x3 )
Ship my bones back C.O.D.
My sins they have overtaken me.
Hand me down my bottle of corn ( x3 )
I'll get drunk as sure as you're born,
My sins they have overtaken me.
If I'd a listened what Mama said ( x3 )
I'd be sleepin' in a feather bed
My sins they have overtaken me.
Hand me down my walking cane (x3)
I'm a gonna leave on the morning train
My sins they have overtaken me.
*or All my sins are taken away, taken away.
Chorus & Verse:
| I | I | V | I |
| IV | I | I – V | I |
Washed My Hands in the Muddy Water
—Stonewall Jackson
I was born in Macon Georgia
They kept my daddy over in Macon jail
He told me if you keep your hands clean
You won't hear them bloodhounds on your trail
Well I fell in with bad companions
Robbed a man up in Tennessee
They caught me way up in Nashville
They locked me up and threw away the key
Chorus:
I washed my hands in muddy water
Washed my hands but they didn't come clean
Tried to do what my daddy told me
But I must have washed my hands in a muddy stream
I asked the judge now when's my time up
He said son you know we won't forget
If you try just to keep your hands clean
We might just make a good man of you yet
Oh I couldn't wait to get my time up
I broke out broke out of Nashville jail
I just crossed the state-line of Georgia
Well I can hear those bloodhounds on my trail
Verse & Chorus:
| I | V | V | I |
| I | IV | I – V | I |