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Folk Song Of The Week – I Shall Not Be Moved: Frailing Banjo Lesson

The Folk Song Of The Week this time is a frailing banjo lesson for I Shall Not Be Moved. This is a great old spiritual and I’m glad that it was requested. Don’t worry about finding the melody, because this song was meant to be sung!

Have fun with it and keep it in your bag of tricks for a sing a long!

I shall Not Be Moved MP3

I Shall Not Be Moved (PDF)

I SHALL NOT BE MOVED

Glory [G]hallelujah, [D7]I shall not be moved;

Anchored in Jehovah, [G]I shall not be moved;

Just like a [C]tree that’s planted by the [G]waters,

I shall [D7]not be [G]moved.

I shall not be, I shall not be moved,
I shall not be, I shall not be moved;
Just like a tree that’s planted by the waters,
I shall not be moved.

In his love abiding, I shall not be moved;
And in Him confiding, I shall not be moved; etc.

Tho all hell assail me, I shall not be moved;
Jesus will not fail me, I shall not be moved; etc.

Tho the tempest rages, I shall not be moved;
On the Rock of Ages, I shall not be moved; etc.

Irish Pub Song Of The Day: Leaving Of Liverpool – Frailing Banjo Lesson

The Irish Pub Song Of The Day is a frailing banjo lesson for The Leaving Of Liverpool. This is one of my favorite songs. It’s sounds so old and traditional, but wasn’t written until the 1960’s. It’s just three chords, but so much fun.

The Leaving Of Liverpool MP3

The Leaving Of Liverpool(PDF)

The Leaving Of Liverpool

[G]Farewell to you my [C]own true [G]love,
I am going far,far a[D7]way,
I am [G]bound for Cali[C]forni[G]a,
And I know that I’ll re[D7]turn some [G]day.
[Chorus]
So [D]fare thee well my [C]own true [G]love,
When I return united we will [D7]be,
Its not the [G]leaving of Liverpool that [C]grieves [G]me,
But my darling when I [D7]think of [G]thee.

I have slipped on board a Yankee ship
Davey Crockett is her name,
And her captain it is Burgees,
And they say that she’s a floating hell.

I have sailed with Burgess once before,
And I think I know him well,
If a man’s a salor he will get along,
If not then he’s sure for hell.

Oh the sun is in the harbour love,
And I wish I could remain,
For I know it will be a long,long time,
Before I see you again.

Folk Song Of The Week – I’ll Fly Away in D: Frailing Banjo Lesson

I had a lot of requests to show a frailing banjo lesson for I’ll Fly Away in the key of D. I really love to play frailing banjo in the key of D out of open G tuning. It’s a lot of fun and this is a great song to do it in.

Play along and have fun. Sing the song and strum and then try to find the melody after you are comfortable with how the song goes.

I’ll Fly Away MP3

I’ll Fly Away (PDF)

I’LL FLY AWAY

[D]SOME GLAD MORNIN’ WHEN THIS LIFE IS O’R

[G]I’LL FLY [D]AWAY

TO MY HOME ON GOD’S CELESTIAL SHORE

[A]I’LL FLY [D]AWAY

 

[D]I’LL FLY AWAY, OH GLORY

[G]I’LL FLY [D]AWAY IN THE MORNING

WHEN I DIE, HALLELUJAH BY AND BY

[A]I’LL FLY [D]AWAY

 

WHEN THE SHADOWS OF THIS LIFE HAVE GONE

I’LL FLY AWAY

LIKE A BIRD FROM PRISON BARS HAS FLOWN

I’LL FLY AWAY

 

CHORUS

OH, HOW GLAD AND HAPPY WHEN WE MEET

I’LL FLY AWAY

NO MOR COLD IRON SHACKLES ON MY FEET

I’LL FLY AWAY

Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Look At The Coffin: Frailing Banjo Lesson

The Irish Pub Song Of The Day this time around is a great song: Look At The Coffin. Remember when trying to figure out the melody on frailing banjo, there are only four strings. There are a very limited number of fingerings that I use in showing the simple melody. Pick a certain part that is holding you up and experiment.

Look At The Coffin

Look At The Coffin(PDF)

Look At The Coffin

[G]Look at the coffin, with golden [C]handles
Isn’t it [G]grand, boys, to be bloody well[D7] dead?

[Chorus]
[G]Let’s not have a sniffle, let’s have a [C]bloody good [G]cry
And always re[C]member, the [G]longer you live
The [D]sooner you’ll bloody well [G]die.

Look at the flowers, all bloody withered
Isn’t it grand, boys, to be bloody well dead?

Look at the mourners, bloody great hypocrites..
Isn’t it grand, boys, to be bloody well dead?

Look at the preacher, bloody well sanctified…
Isn’t it grand, boys, to be bloody well dead?

Look at the widow, bloody great female…
Isn’t it grand, boys, to be bloody well dead?

Will The Circle Be Unbroken: Folk Song Of The Week – Frailing Banjo Lesson

The Folk Song Of The Week is frailing banjo lesson for Will The Circle Be Unbroken. I have been playing this song for so long, I can’t remember the first time. I play this song in pubs and you would be surprised at how many people can’t help but sing along!

Have fun with it and don’t worry so much about the melody notes, it’s meant to be sung!

Will The Circle Be Unbroken MP3

Will The Circle Be Unbroken(PDF)

Will the Circle be Unbroken

Will the [G]circle be unbroken by and [C]by Lord, by and [G]by?

There’s a better home a waiting in the sky, Lord [D7]in the [G]sky

I was standing by the window on one cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling for to carry my mother away

Lord, I told the undertaker, “Undertaker, please drive slow,
For this body that your hauling, Lord, I hate to see her go.”

Oh, I followed close behind her, tried to hold up and be brave,
But I cold not hide my sorrow when they laid her in the grave

Went back home, Lord, my home was lonesome since my mother, she was gone;
All my brothers, sisters crying what a home so sad and lone.

Now my mother, she’s crossed over where so many have gone before.
And I know, Lord, I will meet her just waiting at glory’s door.

Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Gypsy Rover: Frailing Banjo Lesson

It’s time for the way back machine and re-visit Gypsy Rover on frailing banjo. I love this song and unfortunately, it make the cut on our latest CD. We just ran out of room and couldn’t fit it in. What that tells me is that it’s almost time for another CD!

Playing Gypsy Rover on frailing banjo is not very difficult. The melody notes are all on the first four frets and if you lift a finger or move a finger from one string to another you’ve got it.

Gypsy Rover (PDF)

Gypsy Rover MP3

THE GYPSY ROVER

The [G]gypsy [D7]rover came [G]over the [D7]hill

[G]Down through the [C]valley so [G]sha[D7]dy,

He [G]whistled and he [D7]sang till the [G]greenwoods [Em]rang,

And [G]he won the [C]heart of a [G]l[D7]a[G]dy.

Chorus:

Ah-de-do, ah-de-do-da-day,

Ah-de-do, ah-de-da-ay

He whistled and he sang ’til the greenwoods rang,

And he won the heart of a lady.

She left her father’s castle gates
She left her own fine lover
She left her servants and her state
To follow the gypsy rover.

Her father saddled up his fastest steed
And roamed the valleys all over
Sought his daughter at great speed
And the whistling gypsy rover.

He came at last to a mansion fine,
Down by the river Claydee
And there was music and there was wine,
For the gypsy and his lady.

“He is no gypsy, my father” she said
“But lord of these lands all over,
And I shall stay ’til my dying day
With my whistling gypsy rover.”

Crawdad Song: Folk Song Of The Week – Frailing Banjo Lesson

It was time to travel back to the Crawdad Song by popular request. It’s a fun song and it’s one that everyone loves to sing along on the chorus.

Have fun with it and don’t over think the melody, the rhythm carries the song.

 

 

Crawdad Song MP3

Crawdad Song (PDF)

CRAWDAD SONG

[G]You get a line and I’ll get a pole, honey

You get a line and I’ll get a pole, [D7]babe

[G]You get a line and I’ll get a pole

[C]We’ll go fishin’ in the crawdad hole, [G]honey, [D7]baby, [G]mine

Yonder come a man with a sack on his back, honey
Yonder come a man with a sack on his back, babe
Yonder come a man with a sack on his back
Got all the crawdads in his sack

What you goin’ do when the lake runs dry, honey?
What you goin’ do when the lake runs dry, babe
What you goin’ do when the lake runs dry
Sit on the bank and watch the crawdads die

Apple cider cinnamon beer, honey
Apple cider cinnamon beer, babe
Apple cider cinnamon beer,
An old hog’s head and a opossum’s ear

Irish Rover – Frailing Banjo Lesson for Irish Pub Song Of The Day

I finally think that I have my schedule under control so let’s get back to making some video lessons. This time around the Irish Pub Song Of The Day is a frailing banjo lesson of Irish Rover. I usually do this song in A which I do by capoing the banjo at the 2nd fret. To try to keep the confusion to a minimum, I played the song in the key of G.

It’s a fun song and I love playing it because of the fun runs on the first string. Have fun with it!

Irish Rover MP3

Irish Rover (PDF)

THE IRISH ROVER

[G]In the year of our Lord eighteen hundred and [C]six

We set [G]sail from the sweet cove of [D7]Cork

We were [G]sailing away with a cargo of [C]bricks

For the [G]grand city [D7]hall in New [G]York

‘Twas an elegant craft, she was [D7]rigged fore and aft

And [G]how the trade winds [D7]drove her

She had [G]23 masts and she stood several [C]blasts

And we [G]called her the [D7]Irish [G]Rover

There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
There was Johnny McGuirk who was scared stiff of work
And a chap from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O’Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracy from Dover
There was your man Mick McMann from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper of the Irish Rover

We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three million bales of old nanny goats tails
We had four million barrels of bone
We had five million hogs, six million dogs
Seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million sides of old blind horses hides
In the hold of the Irish Rover

We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
And our ship lost it’s way in the fog
Then the whole of the crew was reduced down to two
Just myself and the captain’s old dog
The ship struck a rock, Lord what a shock
And nearly tumbled over
Turned nine times around and the poor old dog was drowned
I’m the last of the Irish Rover

Folk Song Of The Week – Worried Man Blues: Frailing Banjo Lesson

Worried Man Blues is a great song and since I just recorded the song for our new CD, I thought it would make a great addition for the Folk Song Of The Week. It’s a really good song to play in frailing banjo or clawhammer.

Play along and have fun with it. Enjoy yourself while you play a happy melody with worrisome lyrics.

Worried Man Blues MP3

Worried Man Blues (PDF)

WORRIED MAN BLUES

It [G]takes a worried man to sing a worried song

It [C]takes a worried man to sing a worried [G]song

It takes a worried man to sing a worried song

I’m worried [D7]now, but I won’t be worried [G]long

 

I went across the river and I lay down to sleep
Went across the river and I lay down to sleep
Went across the river and I lay down to sleep
When I woke up, put the shackles on my feet

Twenty-nine links of chain around my leg
Twenty-nine links of chain around my leg
Twenty-nine links of chain around my leg
And on each link was the initial of my name

I asked the judge, what might be my fine
I asked the judge, what might be my fine
I asked the judge, what might be my fine
Twenty-one years on the Rocky Mountain Line

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