Chicagoland Acoustic Jam – Song List
22 January 2011The Chicagoland Acoustic Jam is set to live stream at 6 pm Central Time today. I have the song list for the hour that we are broadcasting.
Just grab your instrument and play along. It will be fun and remember the important thing is to just to get the feeling of the songs and learn to play along with others. This is our first experiment and things will only get better from here.
Have fun!
Going Down The Road Feeling Bad
Folk Song Of The Week – John Hardy – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo
Joel Simpson joins me again for the Folk Song Of The Week. I love playing frailing banjo to John Hardy! It’s just plain fun!
Play along and enjoy!
JOHN HARDY
John [C]Hardy was a [G]desperate little man,
he [C]carried two razors every [G]day.
He [C]went down to that [G]West Virginia line,
and you [D7]should have seen John Hardy getting away, Lord, Lord.
You should have seen John Hardy getting [G]away
John Hardy, he got to the East Stone Bridge,
he thought that he would be free.
And up stepped a man and took him by the arm,
saying, “Johnny, walk along with me !”
He sent for his poppy and his mommy, too,
to come to go his bail.
But money wont go a murdering case,
and they locked John Hardy back in jail.
John Hardy, he had a pretty little girl,
the dress that she wore was blue,
as she came skipping through the old jail hall,
saying, “Poppy, I’ve been true to you!”
John Hardy, he had another little girl,
the dress that she wore was red.
She followed John Hardy to the hanging ground,
saying Poppy, “I would rather be dead !”
I’ve been to the East, and I’ve been to the West ,
I’ve been this wide world around,
I’ve been to the river and I’ve been baptized,
and now I’m on my hanging ground.
John Hardy walked out on his scaffold high,
with his loving little wife by his side.
And the last word she heard poor John-o say,
“I’ll meet you in that sweet bye and bye. “
Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Hills Of Connemara – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo
Joel Simpson joined me for The Irish Pub Song Of The Day. I love when Joel plays guitar while I am playing frailing banjo.
This is such a fun song and I hope you play along!
HILLS OF CONNEMARA
[G]Gather up the pots and the [C]old tin [G]can
The mash, the corn, the [D7]barley and the bran
[G]Run like the devil from the [C]Excise [G]man
Keep the smoke from rising [D7]Bar[G]ney.
Swing to the left and swing to the right.
The Excise men will dance all night.
Drinking up the tay till the broad daylight
In the hills of Connemara.
A gallon for the butcher, a quart for Tom,
A bottle for poor old Father Tom
To help the poor old dear along
In the hills of Connemara.
Stand your ground, it is too late
The Excise men are at the gate
Glory be to Paddy, but they’re drinking it nate.
In the hills of Connemara.
Folk Song Of The Week – John Hardy on Frailing Banjo
This has to be one of the most fun and exciting songs to play on frailing banjo! The Folk Song Of The Week is John Hardy!
This is fun and it’s a great song! Play along by frailing your banjo or the instrument of your choice.
JOHN HARDY
John [C]Hardy was a [G]desperate little man,
he [C]carried two razors every [G]day.
He [C]went down to that [G]West Virginia line,
and you [D7]should have seen John Hardy getting away, Lord, Lord.
You should have seen John Hardy getting [G]away
John Hardy, he got to the East Stone Bridge,
he thought that he would be free.
And up stepped a man and took him by the arm,
saying, “Johnny, walk along with me !”
He sent for his poppy and his mommy, too,
to come to go his bail.
But money wont go a murdering case,
and they locked John Hardy back in jail.
John Hardy, he had a pretty little girl,
the dress that she wore was blue,
as she came skipping through the old jail hall,
saying, “Poppy, I’ve been true to you!”
John Hardy, he had another little girl,
the dress that she wore was red.
She followed John Hardy to the hanging ground,
saying Poppy, “I would rather be dead !”
I’ve been to the East, and I’ve been to the West ,
I’ve been this wide world around,
I’ve been to the river and I’ve been baptized,
and now I’m on my hanging ground.
John Hardy walked out on his scaffold high,
with his loving little wife by his side.
And the last word she heard poor John-o say,
“I’ll meet you in that sweet bye and bye. “
Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Hills Of Connemara on Frailing Banjo
The Irish Pub Song Of The Day is The Hills Of Connemara. This is a great song and a very good reason to practice the phantom hammer-on!
Play along and have fun and I’ll try to get Joel Simpson and The Colonel over to play along to it later this week.
HILLS OF CONNEMARA
[G]Gather up the pots and the [C]old tin [G]can
The mash, the corn, the [D7]barley and the bran
[G]Run like the devil from the [C]Excise [G]man
Keep the smoke from rising [D7]Bar[G]ney.
Swing to the left and swing to the right.
The Excise men will dance all night.
Drinking up the tay till the broad daylight
In the hills of Connemara.
A gallon for the butcher, a quart for Tom,
A bottle for poor old Father Tom
To help the poor old dear along
In the hills of Connemara.
Stand your ground, it is too late
The Excise men are at the gate
Glory be to Paddy, but they’re drinking it nate.
In the hills of Connemara.
Folk Song Of The Week – Going Down The Road Feeling Bad – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo
I was blessed once again to have Joel Simpson and Colonel O’Connor join me for the Folk Song Of The Week. We have fun with this song every time we do it. I actually got Joel to do two solos!!!!
Going Down The Road Feeling Bad MP3
Going Down The Road Feeling Bad (PDF)
Going Down the Road Feeling Bad
I’m [G]going down that road feeling bad,
Yes, I’m [C]going down that road feeling [G]bad,
Yes, I’m [C]going down that road feeling [G]bad, oh, [Em]Lord,
and I [G]don’t wanna be treated [D]this a- [G]way.
I’m going where the weather suits my clothes,
I’m going where the weather suits my clothes,
I’m going where the weather suits my clothes, lord, lord
I don’t wanna be treated this-a-way.
Chorus
I’m going where the water tastes like wine
I’m going where the water tastes like wine
I’m going where the water tastes like wine, oh, lord
I don’t wanna be treated this-a-way.
Chorus
I’m going where my friends are all around
I’m going where the water tastes like wine
I’m going where the water tastes like wine, oh, Lord
I don’t wanna be treated this-a-way.
Chorus
Folkgrass Live! – Maple On The Hill
This is what I love to see: Folkgrass performing live at a pub doing Maple On The Hill. Check them out, this is great stuff!!!
Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Maids When You’re Young – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo
Colonel O’Connor and Joel Simpson were kind enough to once again join me for The Irish Pub Song Of The Day. We had fun performing Maids When You’re Young. I hadn’t done the song in at least 10 years and it was nice to dust it off again with the gang.
Grab your instrument and play along!
Maids When You’re Young Never Wed an Old Man
An [D]old man came courting me, hey ding dur um [A]da
An [D]old man came courting me, me being [A]young
An [D]old man came [G]courting me, [D]said he would [A]marry me
[D]Maids when you’re [G]young never [A]wed an old [D]man
For he’s got no folurum fol diddle-i-urum da
He’s got not folurum fol diddle-i-aye
He’s got no folurum, he’s lost his ding-durum
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man
When we went to church, hey ding dur um da
When we went to church, me being young
When we went to church, he left me in the lurch
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man
When we went to bed, hey ding dur um da
When we went to bed, me being young
When we went to bed, he lay as if was dead
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man
Well i threw me leg over him, hey ding dur um da
Well i threw me leg over him, me being young
Well i threw me leg over him, damn well near smothered him
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man
When he went to sleep, hey ding dur um da
When he went to sleep, me being young
When he went to sleep, I from his side did creep
Into the arms of a handsome young man
Now he’s got falurum, fol diddle-i-urum da Now he’s got folurum fol diddle-i-aye
Now he’s got folurum, he got my ding-durum
Maids when you’re young never wed an old man
Chicagoland Acoustic Jam – January 22nd – Worldwide!!
Mark your calendars for Saturday, January 22nd! The Chicagoland Acoustic Jam is going virtual! We will be live streaming the jam on Saturday night so everyone that wanted to join in can.
I am a big believer that the absolute best way to learn is playing with other people. Once you start jamming along you can’t stop and try your “lick” again, you have to keep going to keep the song on pace.
I will be putting up PDF files of the songs we will be performing at the jam a few days before hand. The plan at this point is to put up an entire hour. It looks like the the start time for the streaming will be 6 pm Central Time. The jam starts at 4 pm and there are stragglers that show up all the way up to 6 pm and we finish up around 11 or 12 am. I don’t want to keep people up all night watching us eat, drink and play songs, so we’ll put up a solid hour so everyone can have some fun.
It looks like we will have a good cross-section of instruments, banjos, guitars, mandolins and fiddles so you can grab whatever instrument you have and play along.
I’ll post more information soon!
Kelly
Folk Song Of The Week – Going Down The Road Feeling Bad on Frailing Banjo
This time the Folk Song Of The Week is Going Down The Road Feeling Bad. It’s a great song and if you cut out the Em, you have Lonesome Road Blues. Two songs for the price of one!
Have fun with it and remember to just try it out and don’t think of it as work.
Going Down The Road Feeling Bad MP3
Going Down The Road Feeling Bad (PDF)
Going Down the Road Feeling Bad
I’m [G]going down that road feeling bad,
Yes, I’m [C]going down that road feeling [G]bad,
Yes, I’m [C]going down that road feeling [G]bad, oh, [Em]Lord,
and I [G]don’t wanna be treated [D]this a- [G]way.
I’m going where the weather suits my clothes,
I’m going where the weather suits my clothes,
I’m going where the weather suits my clothes, lord, lord
I don’t wanna be treated this-a-way.
Chorus
I’m going where the water tastes like wine
I’m going where the water tastes like wine
I’m going where the water tastes like wine, oh, lord
I don’t wanna be treated this-a-way.
Chorus
I’m going where my friends are all around
I’m going where the water tastes like wine
I’m going where the water tastes like wine, oh, Lord
I don’t wanna be treated this-a-way.
Chorus
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