Folk Song Of The Week – Down By The Riverside – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo

The Colonel joins me again, this time for Down By The Riverside for the Folk Song Of The Week.

Remember that the important thing is to strum the song and learn the melody by singing it. Once you can sing it with no problems, try to find the notes on the banjo fretboard.

Down By The Riverside MP3 [Download]

Down By The Riverside (PDF)

DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE

[G]Gonna lay down my sword and shield down by the riverside.

[D7]Down by the riverside. [G]Down by the riverside.

[D7]Gonna lay down my sword and shield down by the riverside.

Ain’t gonna [D7]study war no [G]more.

CHORUS:

I ain’t [C]gonna study war no more. I ain’t gonna [G]study war no more.

I ain’t gonna [D7]study war no [G]more.

I ain’t gonna [C]study war no more. I ain’t gonna [G]study war no more.

I ain’t gonna [D7]study war no [G]more.

I’m gonna lay down my heavy load down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
I’m gonna lay down my heavy load down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.

I’m gonna lay down my travelin’ shoes down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
I’m gonna lay down my travelin’ shoes down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.

I’m gonna put on my long white robe down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
I’m gonna put on my long white robe down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.

Gonna put on that starry crown down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
Gonna put on that starry crown down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.

I’m gonna walk with that Prince of Peace down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
I’m gonna walk with that Prince of Peace down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.


Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Come Out Ye Black And Tans – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo

The Colonel joins me again for Come Out Ye Black And Tans for the Irish Pub Song Of The Day. It’s a fun song and playing out of a minor key can be great!

Come Out Ye Black And Tans MP3 [Download]

Come Out Ye Black And Tans (PDF)

COME OUT YE BLACK AND TANS

I was [Bm]born on a Dublin street where the [A]royal drums do beat

And the [Bm]loving English feet they tramped all over us

And [D]each and every night when my [A]father’d come home tight

He’d [Bm]invite the neighbors [A]outside with this [Bm]chorus:

O come out ye Black and Tans, come out and [A]fight me like a man

Show your [Bm]wives how you won medals down in Flanders

Tell them [D]how the IRA made you [A]run like hell away

From the[Bm] green and lovely [A]lanes in Killa[Bm]shambrah.

Come tell us how you slew them poor arabs two by two
Like the Zulu they had spears and bows and arrows
How you bravely faced each one with your 16 pounder gun
Till you frightened them poor natives to their marrow.

Come let us hear you tell how you saved the great Parnell
When you thought him well and truly persecuted
Where are the sneers and jeers that you bravely let us hear
When our heroes of ’16 were executed.

Well the day is coming fast and the time is here at last
When each yeoman will cast aside before us
And if there be a need sure my kids will say “God’s Speed”
With a verse or two of singin’ this fine chorus
Chorus


Folk Song Of The Week – Down By The Riverside on Frailing Banjo

The Folk Song Of The Week this time around is Down By The Riverside. Have fun with it and don’t worry about the melody it will come on it’s own.

Down By The Riverside MP3 [Download]

Down By The Riverside (PDF)

DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE

[G]Gonna lay down my sword and shield down by the riverside.

[D7]Down by the riverside. [G]Down by the riverside.

[D7]Gonna lay down my sword and shield down by the riverside.

Ain’t gonna [D7]study war no [G]more.

CHORUS:

I ain’t [C]gonna study war no more. I ain’t gonna [G]study war no more.

I ain’t gonna [D7]study war no [G]more.

I ain’t gonna [C]study war no more. I ain’t gonna [G]study war no more.

I ain’t gonna [D7]study war no [G]more.

I’m gonna lay down my heavy load down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
I’m gonna lay down my heavy load down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.

I’m gonna lay down my travelin’ shoes down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
I’m gonna lay down my travelin’ shoes down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.

I’m gonna put on my long white robe down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
I’m gonna put on my long white robe down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.

Gonna put on that starry crown down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
Gonna put on that starry crown down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.

I’m gonna walk with that Prince of Peace down by the riverside. [+ Down by the riverside 2x]
I’m gonna walk with that Prince of Peace down by the riverside. Gonna study war no more.


Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Come Out Ye Black And Tans on Frailing Banjo

I’m back after my yearly chest cold and it’s about time! 🙂

This time the Irish Pub Song Of The Day is Come Out Ye Black and Tans. Get your pinky fingers ready for a little workout.

Remember to have fun because that is the single most important thing.

Come Out Ye Black And Tans MP3 [Download]

Come Out Ye Black And Tans (PDF)

COME OUT YE BLACK AND TANS

I was [Bm]born on a Dublin street where the [A]royal drums do beat

And the [Bm]loving English feet they tramped all over us

And [D]each and every night when my [A]father’d come home tight

He’d [Bm]invite the neighbors [A]outside with this [Bm]chorus:

O come out ye Black and Tans, come out and [A]fight me like a man

Show your [Bm]wives how you won medals down in Flanders

Tell them [D]how the IRA made you [A]run like hell away

From the[Bm] green and lovely [A]lanes in Killa[Bm]shambrah.

Come tell us how you slew them poor arabs two by two
Like the Zulu they had spears and bows and arrows
How you bravely faced each one with your 16 pounder gun
Till you frightened them poor natives to their marrow.

Come let us hear you tell how you saved the great Parnell
When you thought him well and truly persecuted
Where are the sneers and jeers that you bravely let us hear
When our heroes of ’16 were executed.

Well the day is coming fast and the time is here at last
When each yeoman will cast aside before us
And if there be a need sure my kids will say “God’s Speed”
With a verse or two of singin’ this fine chorus
Chorus


2 Weeks Out & Still 70%

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It started with a sinus infection last week and now I have a chest cold.  I am hoping to be back sometime this week and catch up on some emails.

‘Til then, keep on playing.

Kelly



November Chicagoland Acoustic Jam

Saturday was our monthly Chicagoland Acoustic Jam. This time was an absolute blast! Bill, Dr. Scott, Marcel, Colonel,

Rene decended on Eric’s house and proceded to have a great time. We played songs from all genres and even jammed to some jazz from Marcel and blues for Bill.

The jam sessions are open to everyone and if you are an experienced musician or even if you don’t currently play and want to learn, just drop me a line and we will welcome you with into the family.


Folk Song Of The Week – Hide Your Love Away – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo

Joel Simpson and The Colonel join me one more time, Live on Tape from iBAM! This time around it’s Hide Your Love Away for Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo.

Remember the only thing you need to remember is to have fun!

Hide Your Love Away MP3 [Download]

Hide Your Love Away (PDF)

YOU’VE GOT TO HIDE YOUR LOVE AWAY

[G]Here I [D]stand [F]head in [G]hand, [C]turn my face to the [F]wa[C]ll

[G]If she’s [D]gone I [F]can’t go [G]on, [C]feeling two foot [F]sm[C]a[D]ll

[G]Every[D]where [F]people [G]stare [C]each and every [F]wa[C]y

[G]I can [D]see them [F]laugh at [G]me [C]and I hear them [F]say [C]ay [D]ay

[G]Hey you got to [C]hide your love [D]away
[G]Hey you got to [C]hide your love [D]away

How can I even try, I can never win

Hearing them seeing them in the state I’m in

How could she say to me love will find away

Gather round all you clowns, let me hear you say ay ay

Hey you got to hide your love away
Hey you got to hide your love away


Irish Pub Song Of The Day – Finnegan’s Wake – Accompaniment for Frailing Banjo

We are Live (on tape) from iBAM! once again. This time for the Irish Pub Song Of The Day, Colonel O’Connor gives us a lively version of Finnegan’s Wake.

Remember to play along and have fun!

Finnegan’s Wake MP3 [Download]

Finnegan’s Wake(PDF)

FINNEGAN’S WAKE

Ah, [C]Tim Finnegan lived in [Am]Walkin’ Street, A [F]gentleman Irish mighty [G]odd,

He [C]had a brogue both [Am]rich and sweet, An’ to [F]rise in the world he [C]carried

[G]a [C]hod.

[C]But Tim had a bit of a [Am]tipplin’ way, with the [C]love of the liquor [Am]he was

born,

And to [C]send him on his [Am]way each day, he’d a [F]drop of the craythur [G]ev’ry

[C]morn.

[C]Whack fol the dah will ya [Am]dance to yer partner, [F]Around the floor with yer

[G]trotters shake,

[C]Isn’t it the [Am]truth I tell ya? [F]Lots of fun at [G]Finnegan’s [C]Wake.

One morning Tim was rather full, His ould head felt heavy which made him shake,
He fell off the ladder and he broke his skull, And they carried him home his corpse to wake.
Oh they rapped him up in a nice clean sheet, And they laid him out upon the bed,
With a bottle of whiskey at his feet, And a barrel of porter at his head.

Well his friends assembled at the wake, and Mrs. Finnegan called for lunch,
Well first she brought them tay and cake, then pipes, tobacco and brandy punch.
Then the Widow Malone began to cry, ah such a lovely corpse, did yis ever see,
Arrah, Tim avourneen, why did you die? Will ye hould your gob? said Molly McGee.

Well Mary Murphy took up the job, Ah Biddy, says she, you’re wrong I’m sure,
Well Biddy fetched her a belt in the gob, and left her sprawling on the floor.
A civil war did then engage, ‘Twas woman to woman and man to man,
Shillelagh law was all the rage, and a row and a ruction soon began.

Well Mick Maloney ducked his head,when a bottle of whiskey flew at him,
He ducked, and landing on the bed, the whiskey scatters over Tim.
Oh bedad he revives and see how he rises, Tim Finnegan rising in the bed,
Saying, twiddle your whiskey around like blazes,
Be the t’underin’ Jaysus, did ye think I was dead?


Folk Song Of The Week – Hide Your Love Away on Frailing Banjo

It only took 12 hours to upload this video to YouTube, but it got there in the end!!!

This time around it’s Hide Your Love Away for the Folk Song Of The Week! Don’t let the 3/4 time signature get you down. This is about as easy as it gets. All of the melody notes are within the chords.

Have fun and don’t give up!!

Hide Your Love Away MP3 [Download]

Hide Your Love Away (PDF)

YOU’VE GOT TO HIDE YOUR LOVE AWAY

[G]Here I [D]stand [F]head in [G]hand, [C]turn my face to the [F]wa[C]ll

[G]If she’s [D]gone I [F]can’t go [G]on, [C]feeling two foot [F]sm[C]a[D]ll

[G]Every[D]where [F]people [G]stare [C]each and every [F]wa[C]y

[G]I can [D]see them [F]laugh at [G]me [C]and I hear them [F]say [C]ay [D]ay

[G]Hey you got to [C]hide your love [D]away
[G]Hey you got to [C]hide your love [D]away

How can I even try, I can never win

Hearing them seeing them in the state I’m in

How could she say to me love will find away

Gather round all you clowns, let me hear you say ay ay

Hey you got to hide your love away
Hey you got to hide your love away