MARK ERELLI CHORDS & LYRICS



HOPE DIES LAST

Capo III

Intro: (Bm)(Bm/A)(G)(D) . . . (Bm)(Bm/A)(G)(D)

The a(Bm)larm goes (Bm/A)off and (G)you hit the shower (D)first
(Bm)I make the (Bm/A)coffee, itís a (G)routine weíve re(D)hearsed
Turn the (G)radio on and theyíre wishing us a happy new (D)year (A)
But (Bm)nothing (Bm/A)much has (G)changed here(D) (Bm)(Bm/A)(G)(D)

Another (Bm)suicide (Bm.A)bomb at a (G)market in the Middle (D)East
The (Bm)authorities (Bm/A)estimate (G)28 dead, at (D)least
Sand (G)soaked with martyrís blood and mothersí (D)tears (A)
But (Bm)nothing (Bm/A)much has (G)changed here(D) (Bm)(Bm/A)(G)(D)

The whole (Bm)countryís (Bm/A)holding those (G)coalminers in its (D)prayers
(Bm)Counting (Bm/A)down how (G)long theyíve gone without (D)air
The re(G)porter does his best to sound (D)sincere (A)
But (Bm)nothing (Bm/A)much has (G)changed here(D)

Now thereís a (Bm)man of (Bm/A)God saying (G)something Ďbout New Or(D)leans
How the (Bm)Mississippi (Bm/A)River gonna (G)wash them sinners (D)clean
Oh the (G)righteous prey on ignorance and (D)fear (A)
Oh (Bm)nothing (Bm/A)much has (G)changed here(D)

And thereís a (A)storm (D/F#))coming up (G)fast
Better (A)lash yourself to the (D)mast
But of (F#m)all that comes to (G)pass
(C)Hope dies (A7)last

Poli(Bm)ticians (Bm/A)pointing (G)fingers like they always (D)do
When thereís a (Bm)scandal (Bm/A)looming (G)larger in the rear(D)view
When (G)elections may be closer than they ap(D)pear (A)
Oh (Bm)nothing (Bm/A)much has (G)changed here(D)

In the (Bm)eyes of the (Bm/A)President (G)citizens are ene(D)mies
Heíd (Bm)rather talk to (Bm/A)Jesus than to (G)anyone who disa(D)grees
But the (G)phones are bugged and Big Brother is all (D)ears (A)
Oh (Bm)nothing (Bm/A)much has (G)changed here(D)

And thereís a (A)storm (D/F#))coming up (G)fast
Better (A)lash yourself to the (D)mast
But of (F#m)all that comes to (G)pass
(C)Hope dies (A7)last

Some(Bm)times itís (Bm/A)all that (G)you can do to a(D)vert your eyes
If you (Bm)let too much (Bm/A)in it will (G)leave you para(D)lyzed
It's a (G)world where all you love could disap(D)pear (A) . . . (Bm)(Bm/A)(G)(D)

So I (Bm)take you (Bm/A)in my (G)arms before you leave for (D)work
I got a (Bm)love for (Bm/A)you so (G)fierce and true it (D)hurts
You (G)smile at something that I whisper in your (D)ear (A)
(Bm)No(Bm/A)thing has (G)changed
(Bm)No(Bm/A)thing has (G)changed
Nothingís (Bm)ever (Bm/A)gonna (G)change here(Bm)(Bm/A)(G)(D)

(Bm)(Bm/A)(G)(D)


VOLUNTEERS

Capo IV

Intro: (Am)(Fmaj7)(C)(G)(Fmaj7)

I played with (C)army men as a (Fmaj7) boy in my back(C)yard
I was eighteen when I joined the National (G)Guard
I (Fmaj7)cakewalked basic, and they paid for my (C)degree
All for (Fmaj7)filling up sandbags and clearing storm de(G)bris

And I had (Am)just re-upped on the (Fmaj7)base in my home(C)town
When the whole deal changed on the day that the planes went (G)down
Just a (Em)casual soldier, twelve weekends a (Fmaj7)year
I was Baghdad (C)bound when they called (G)up the volun(C)teers (Fmaj7)(Am)(G)

Weíd seen (C)more than enough to (Fmaj7)know war is (C)hell
But we were thinking that we had it made once the capital (G)fell
So we (Fmaj7)partied in the palaces and waited to with(C)draw
'Til (Fmaj7)things started going south both sides of the (G)wall

First the (Am)looting, the suicide (Fmaj7)bombers and the IE(C)Ds
Then the prisons and the torture and all those pictures on T(G)V
The (Em)kickbacks, the blackouts, the martyrs and the (Fmaj7)fear
And now (C)everyone in Babylon (G)blames the volunt(C)eers (Fmaj7)(Am)(G)

There was a (C)roadside bomb on a (Fmaj7)convoy late one (C)night
I was fine, but this buddy of mine probably should have (G)died
So they (Fmaj7)radioed a medevac and I tried to keep him (C)warm
Now heís back (Fmaj7)home learning how to feed himself with two new (G)arms

And all the (Am)others, they suffer from (Fmaj7)wounds that you canít (C)see
So they try to forget and go back home to their jobs and their fami(G)lies
Yeah we got (Em)paid, no one made us come over (Fmaj7)here
But it ain't (C)close to an even (G)trade for the volunt(Fmaj7)eers

(Am)(C)(G)(Am)(Fmaj7)(C)(G)(Fmaj7)

Maybe weíll (C)all be judged by (Fmaj7)history and (C)God
Maybe the best way to honor the departed is to finish the (G)job
But while they (Fmaj7)argue who is winning and whether we should go or (C)stay
Over (Fmaj7)here itís a victory just to make it through another (G)day

And me Iím (Am)long past making any (Fmaj7)sense of the blood I've (C)spilled
But it's hard to believe this is all part of any Godís (G)will
And if you (Em)find Iíve fallen after all the smoke has (Fmaj7)cleared
Let the record (C)show(G) I volunt(Am)eered
Let the record (C)show (G)I volunt(Am)eered

(Fmaj7)(Am)(G)(Am)(Fmaj7)(C)(G)(C)


TIRED EYES

Capo III

C: x32013
Am7: x02013
F: xx3213

Intro: (C)(Am7)(G) . . . (C)(Am7)(G)

The (C)sun has (Am7)long gone (G)down
(C)Soon the (Am7)moon will (G)rise
(Dm)Day is (Am)done for (G)now
It's (C)time to (F)close those (G)tired (C)eyes

Make a (C)wish up(Am7)on a (G)star
There's a (C)million (Am7)in the (G)sky
To(Dm)morrow (Am)is not (G)far
It's (C)time to (F)close those (G)tired (C)eyes

(Fmaj7)Make the most of everything you (G)dream (C)of
(Fmaj7)The night is not so long as it (G)seems, love

The (C)mourning (Am7)dove he (G)moans
And the (C)whippoor(Am7)will she (G)cries
(Dm)You are (Am)not a(G)lone
(C)Try to (F)close those (G)tired (C)eyes

No (C)need to (Am7)be for(G)lorn
There'll (C)be no (Am7)sad good(G)byes
I'll (Dm)be here (Am)in the (G)morning
(C)When it's (F)time for (G)you to (C)rise

(Fmaj7)So make the most of everything you (G)dream (C)of
(Fmaj7)The night is not so long as it (G)seems, love

The (C)sun has (Am7)long gone (G)down
(C)Soon the (Am7)moon will (G)rise
(Dm)Day is (Am)done for (G)now
It's (C)time to (F)close those (G)tired (C)eyes
(C)Try to (F)close those (G)tired (C)eyes


HERE AND NOW

Capo II

(D)Cobblestone (Am)pil(G)low
(D)Newspaper (Am)sheets
(D)Ten below (Am)ze(G)ro
(D)Sleeping on the (Am)street

(G)Someday we (D)all will (A)have a (G)home
A place to come (D)in (A)from the (G)cold
Somewhere so (Bm)high above the (A)clouds
Why not (Bm)here
(G)Why not (D)now

(D)Pastures of (Am)plen(G)ty
(D)For the tired and (Am)poor
(D)Still too many hands (Am)emp(G)ty
(D)Behind the golden (Am)door

CHORUS

(A)Someday we (G)all will live the (D)dream
There'll be no (Bm)cracks (G)to fall be(D)tween
Some(A)where where every(G)one will have e(D)nough
But here and (Bm)now (G)
It's up to (A)us

(Bm)(G)(D) . . . (Bm)(G)(D)

(G)Someday we (D)all will (A)be at (G)peace
And all of our (D)suffer(A)ing will (G)cease
There's more than e(Bm)nough to go a(A)round
Why not (Bm)here
(G)Why not (D)now


IMAGINARY WARS

Behind the (D)house where I (G)lived
Back (D)when I was a (A)kid
I played (D)G.I. Joe beneath the tall pine (A)trees
I'd fight im(D)aginary (G)wars
'Til my mom (D)called from our back (A)porch
And I'd come home (D)covered in that pine pitch
From my (A)head down to my (D)knees

Too big to (D)wrap my arms a(G)round
Surely (D)older than I could (A)count
Must have (D)been there since the Mayflower crossed the (A)sea
They'd been through (D)blizzards and hurri(G)canes
Summer (D)droughts and freezing (A)rain
Them (D)pines would live forever
At least that's (A)how it seemed to (D)me

CHORUS:
Now what's be(G)come of the old pine (D)woods
It's all (G)gone and there's a brand new neighbor(A)hood
All for a (Bm)buck they (A)cut down all those (G)trees
They (D)subdivided all of my (A)fondest memo(D)ries

When those (D)trucks came for my (G)woods
I did (D)everything I (A)could
And it was (D)war for real when school let out that (A)June
I ripped down (D)flags and I pulled up (G)stakes
But what (D)difference can one boy (A)make
Them (D)pines still fell like thunder on a (A)summer after(D)noon

CHORUS

And I (Bm)never became (F#m)friends
With the (G)families that moved (D)in
They were (G)different from us or so it (A)seemed
I grew (Bm)up and moved a(F#m)way
I just go (G)home on holi(D)days
But those (G)tall and tangled pines
They're (A)still falling in my dreams

We all (D)want the greenest (G)lawn
And a country (D)club where we be(A)long
And an (D)SUV to get us there in (A)style
But we don't keep (D)track of what we've (G)lost
We can't (D)calculate the (A)cost
When there's (D)no place left for a boy's
Imagin(A)ation to run (D)wild

So what's be(G)come of the old pine (D)woods
It's all (G)gone and it's gone for (A)good
All for a (Bm)buck they (A)cut down all those (G)trees
They (D)subdivided all of my (A)fondest memo(D)ries


THE ONLY WAY

Capo II

Intro: (D)(F#m)(G)(A)(D)

I read the (D)paper
And I watch the (F#m)news
It seems there's (Bm)only pain and sufferin'
And there ain't (F#m)nothing I can do
It's so (G)senseless
I feel de(A)fenseless
So (D)small (A)

I could shut my (D)windows
I could bolt (F#m)doors
But if I (Bm)don't feel safe enough
To speak my (F#m)mind anymore
Then what's the (G)use
I've nothing left to (A)lose
And no further to (D)fall

CHORUS:
So I'm gonna (A)love
And I'm gonna be(Bm)lieve
I'm gonna (A)dream
But I'm gonna (Bm)roll up my sleeves
Give (F#m)everything until there's nothing (G)left to give
That's the (D)only way (A)I know how to (G)live

It was a (D)nightmare
No tongue can (F#m)tell
The (Bm)streets of New York city
Looked just (F#m)like the gates of Hell
In a (G)flash
The smoke and the (A)ash
Pouring down like (D)rain (A)

But they circled (D)wagons
And they gathered (F#m)round
As they (Bm)bravely pulled our brothers
And our (F#m)sisters from the ground
And I (G)know
That we owe them (A)more
Than to be a(D)fraid

CHORUS

So why seek (D)vengeance?
What comes of (F#m)war?
I know (Bm)freedom has a price
But it (F#m)doesn't keep score
It's too much to (G)swallow
It's left me (A)hollow
After all this (D)time
All of this (Asus)time (A)

But I won't (D)tell you
What to be(F#m)lieve
But I'm too (Bm)young to be so cynical
And too (F#m)old to be naÔve
Every (G)action
Breeds a re(A)action
So let this be (D)mine

CHORUS


EVENING'S CURTAIN

Capo II

It's (D)written of in (G)papers, books and (D)magazines
For centuries ad(G)venturers set (D)sail
In schooners, clippers, (G)sloops and brigs and (D)barquentines
(A)O'er the deep blue (G)ocean to pre(D)vail

Be(D)lieving (D/C#)their do(G)minion o'er the (D)great salt sea
They'd snare the (D/C#)fish and (G)smite the mighty (D)whale
But for every (D/C#)man who (G)lived to boast his (D)victory
A (A)score or more were (G)thwarted by the (D)gale

CHORUS:
As (C)evenings curtain (G)falls upon me (D)like a shroud
I'm (C)thinking of their (G)cold eternal (D)sleep
Be(C)neath the waves (G)far too many (D)souls to count
(A)Lost out in the (G)darkness on the (D)deep

There (D)always will be (G)men who sail the (D)ocean blue
But the romance is a (G)thing of histo(D)ry
In these hard times a (G)man just does what (D)he has to
Pro(A)viding for his (G)wife and fami(D)ly

Not (D)long a(D/C#)go just (G)off the coast of (D)Provincetown
They found a radio (D/C#)beacon (G)bobbing in a field of deb(D)ris
Three days (D/C#)they did (G)search but they (D)never found
The (A)crew who worked a(G)board the Candy (D)B

CHORUS


SEEDS OF PEACE

Capo II

Intro: (C)(F)(G)(C)

The (C)American flag is (F)tied to a (G)fence on an (C)overpass
With a (F)homemade sign (G)written in red, white and (G)blue
And it (F)reads "Welcome home, Jason (G)Miller, Private First (Am)Class"
And I (Dm)don't even know him but I'm grateful for any good (G)news

What's be(C)come of my country (F)torn by (G)contra(C)diction
The (F)spirit of freedom propped (G)up by a culture of (C)fear
Where's it's (F)unpatriotic to (G)protest or even to (Am)question
Have we learned (Dm)nothing from history or the last couple (G)years

CHORUS:
And the (F)rain pours (G)down
On the (E)fallow (Am)ground
And the (F)fruited plain as (G)barren as the (C)sand
Is it not with(F)in our (G)will
How long must we (E)wait un(Am)til
The (F)seeds of peace find (G)purchase in this (C)land

He (C)stood on the deck and he (F)said we'd ac(G)complished our (C)mission
And he (F)twisted the facts 'til he (G)knew it could pass for the (C)truth
(F)Vengeance can fill any (G)fool with con(Am)viction
But he (Dm)can't wash the blood of the fallen from his cowboy (G)boots

CHORUS

I will (C)not be shamed into (F)silence by (G)partisan (C)thunder
And I (F)won't fall in line and (G)march to the drums on the (C)wind
How (F)many more daughters and (G)sons will we see plowed (Am)under
How much (Dm)longer must we wait 'til the harvest comes (G)in

'Til the (F)sun shines (G)down
On this (E)hallowed (Am)ground
And the (F)fruited plain so (G)bountiful and (C)grand
Is it not with(F)in our (C)will
How long must we (E)wait un(Am)til
The (F)seeds of peace find (G)purchase in this (C)land
Will the (F)seeds of peace find (G)purchase in this (C)land


UNDONE

Capo IV

(Am)Trouble come falling from the pure blue sky
Went (E)down to the well but the (Am)well was dry
Wasn't (E)nothing but a bucket and a hole in the (Am)ground
I pitched myself like a penny thrown
But my (E)wish just echoed off of (Am)cold grey stone
(E)Wasn't even enough water left to (Am)drown

(A)I'm too weary (Dm)to believe
A (G)change is gonna (C)come
(A)Shelter me or (Dm)leave me here
To (G)wither (F)in the (E)sun
Un(Am)done (F)(E)
Un(Am)done (F)(E)

I (Am)tried to give more than I took
I (E)heard the word and I (Am)read the book
And I (E)listened close for to hear my saviour (Am)call
But as the lightning flashed and thunder broke
I couldn't (E)help but wonder if I (Am)missed the joke
Did you (E)prop me up just to watch me (Am)fall

(A)I'm too weary (Dm)to believe
A (G)change is gonna (C)come
(A)Shelter me or (Dm)leave me here
To (G)wither (F)in the (E)sun
Un(Am)done (F)(E)

(A)I'm too weary (Dm)to believe
A (G)change is gonna (C)come
(A)Shelter or fore(Dm)sake me here
(G)Like your only (E)son
Un(Am)done (F)(E)
Un(Am)done (F)(E)
Un(Am)done (F)(E)
Un(Am)done (F)(E)(Am)


HARTFORDTOWN 1944

Intro: (D)(G)(D)(A)(D)

It was a (D)dry and dusty (G)summer (D)day
When that wagon train pulled (A)in
Just (D)three hours 'til the (G)mati(D)nee
Was scheduled (A)to be(D)gin
As the razorbacks un(G)loaded the (D)flats
A crowd did gather to (A)see
The (D)elephants tow the (G)wagons (D)back
To that empty lot on (A)Barbour (D)Street

And the (Bm)canvas(G)men they (D)dug right (A)in
'Til (Bm)on that (G)spot where (D)nothing had (A)been
You could (D)see the bigtop from (G)miles a(D)round
When the circus came to (A)Hartford(D)town

The (D)circus it was (G)front page (D)news
Back in Nineteen Forty-(A)Four
(D)Everyone was grateful for (G)any ex(D)cuse
To forget a(A)bout the (D)war
The sun beat down on the me(G)nage(D)rie
In the cages the animals (A)paced
There was (D)orangeade and (G)cotton can(D)dy
And a smile on (A)every kidís (D)face

Each (Bm)mother and (G)father, each (D)boy and (A)girl
They (Bm)couldn't wait to (G)see the greatest (D)show in the (A)world
You could (D)barely hear the orchestra, they (G)cheered so (D)loud
When the circus came to (A)Hartford(D)town

There were (D)polar bears and (G)panther (D)cats
With great big fangs and (A)claws
And the (D)lions did a (G)balancing (D)act
To jubi(A)lant ap(D)plause
Then a spotlight played on a (G)platform (D)set
So high up in the (A)air
That (D)everybody (G)held their (D)breath
And they prayed a (A)silent (D)prayer

All (Bm)eyes were (G)glued to the (D)man on the (A)wire
So (Bm)nobody (G)knew when the (D)tent caught (A)fire
Too (D)slowly it dawned on the (G)sold-out (D)crowd
When the circus came to (A)Hartford(D)town The (D)fire drew air and be(G)gan to (D)climb
The audience jumped from their (A)seats
There was a (D)stampede for the (G)exit (D)sign
And some fainted (A)from the (D)heat
There were heroes who did their (G)best to (D)help
The children escape the (A)flames
And the (D)others who managed to (G)save them(D)selves
They survived but were (A)never the (D)same

And (Bm)some still re(G)member how the (D)animals (A)cried
But there (Bm)weren't (G)any (D)animals in(A)side
Over (D)100 people trapped as the (G)tent burned (D)down
When the circus came to (A)Hartford(D)town

As a (D)boy I lived on (G)Barbour (D)Street
Four blocks from that circus (A)show
And I (D)begged my parents, I got (G)down on my (D)knees
But they would not (A)let me (D)go
For they had (D)grounded me, (G)two weeks (D)straight
Now I canít even remember (A)why
But I (D)know the first time I (G)ever (D)prayed
Was when I saw that black (A)smoke in the (D)sky

And the (Bm)war it was (G)over in a (D)year I (A)guess
But the (Bm)people in my (G)town didnít (D)cheer like the (A)rest
It still (D)breaks our hearts to re(G)member (D)now
When the circus came to (A)Hartford(D)town


PASSING THROUGH

Capo II

D#dim: xx1212

Intro: (G)(C)(G)(D)(G)

We are (G)passing this world (C)on to our (G)kids
From the (C)moment that they (C/B)climb out of their (Am)cribs (Am/G)
We (D)try to teach them well
And show them they are loved
But in the (C)end all we can do
Is hope our (D)best is good enough
For they'll (G)witness how this life
Can be so (G7)beautiful and cruel
We can't (C)shelter them forever
But if we (x4545x)show them all the tools
They might (D)leave this place in
A (D#dim)little better (Em)shape than me and (C)you
(G)We are (D)only passing (G)through

Passing (G)through
Passing (C)through
(G)We are (A7)only passing (D)through
Passing (G)through (G7)
Passing (C)through
(G)We are (D)only passing (G)through

We've been (G)watching this world (C)from our living (G)rooms
It's been near (C)40 years since (C/B)we walked on the (Am)moon (Am/G)
And this (D)big blue ball keeps shrinking
And I don't know if that's good
But for (C)better or for worse now
This whole (D)world's our neighborhood
There's (G)no place left to run to
Where you can (G7)stay above the fray
We all (C)learn to need to get along
And not (x4545x)just get our way
Not (D)only for each (D#dim)other but
For our (Em)children's children (C)too
(G)We are (D)only passing (G)through

CHORUS

I (G)wonder sometimes (C)what I will pass (G)on
And how (C)much can one voice (C/B)do with just a (Am)song (Am/G)
Sometimes in(D)justice and indifference
Are the only things I see
But I re(C)fuse to let my hope
Become the (D)latest casualty
So I'll (G)sing of love and truth
And try to (G7)practice all I preach
And if (C)I can't change the world
I'll change the (x4545x)world within my reach
And what (D)better place to (D#dim)start
Than here and (Em)now with me and (C)you
(G)We are (D)only passing (G)through

CHORUS


A BEND IN THE RIVER

Intro: (Em)(A)(D)

It's just a (G)bend in the river
Where the (D)water (D/C#)slows (Bm)down
It might not (Em)look like much to (A)you
But it's my home(D)town

It ain't no (D)mystery
How this (G)town was born
It started with a (D)couple farms
Then the mill and the (A)general store

Ever since the (D)work went south
And those (G)wheels don't run
The bars got the (D)churches beat
By at least (A)two to one

And I've (D)lived 'round here
Ever since I (G)was a kid
I used to dream of (D)gettin' out
Just like those (A)college boys did

But maybe (D)I was born
Without a (G)ramblin' bone
You stay in one place (D)long enough
(A)And it starts to (D)feel like home

It's just a (G)bend in the river
Where the (D)water (D/C#)slows (Bm)down
It might not (Em)look like much to (A)you
But it's my home(D)town

I got (D)married here
It'll be two (G)years this spring
I can see her in her (D)mama's white dress
Every time I hear the (A)church bell ring

I know (D)some folks say
That she could do (G)better than me
But she was raising a (D)girl on her own
And she was (A)only nineteen

Can't get 'em every(D)thing they want
So I try to give 'em (G)what they need
Now and then I pull a (D)graveyard shift
Down at the (A)factory

When I see that (D)little girl smile
Playing in (G)our backyard
Lord, it makes it (D)all worthwhile
(A)It keeps me going when the (D)going gets hard

It's just a (G)bend in the river
Where the (D)water (D/C#)slows (Bm)down
It might not (Em)look like much to (A)you
But it's our home(D)town

BREAK: (Em)(A)(D)(Bm)(F#m)(B7)

It's changing (E)every day
The signs are (A)all around
One more field (E)gone to seed
Another barn (B7)falling down

Main Street's all (E)boarded up
And nobody (A)cares, I guess
'Cause there's a place on the (E)edge of town
That's selling every(B7)thing for less

But sometimes (E)in my dreams
I see the (A)waters rise
The river (E)jumps its banks
And this town is (B7)purified

Everything is (E)washed away
Clear to the (A)county line
And we can start all (E)over again
(B7)Maybe do a little (E)better next time

It's just a (A)bend in the river
Where the (E)water slows (C#m)down
It might not (F#m)look like much to (B7)you
But it's our home(E)town

(F#m)(B7)(E)


THE FAREWELL BALL

Capo IV

Intro: (C)(Am)(F)(G)

The (C)government man
Started (Am)building that dam
And he (F)told us it was all for the (G)best
'Cause they were (C)tearing it down
They were (Am)drowning our town
In the (F)name of progress I (G)guess

We (C)held our heads proud
Until the (Am)state bought us out
And there (F)wasn't much else we could (G)do
But go (C)down to Town Hall
To the (Am)last firemen's ball
It was (Fm)decked out in red, white and (C)blue(G)

(Am)Come, come take my (F)hand
Twirl to the (C)band 'round the old Town (G)Hall
(Am)Come, come take my (Em)hand
This is our last (Dm)chance
Down at the (Fm)Farewell (G)Ball

(C)(Am)(F)(G)

The (C)Downings and Gibsons
The (Am)Farleys and Dickinsons
(F)Everyone dressed to the (G)nines
And they (C)piled into town
Came from (Am)miles around
To (F)pay their respects one last (G)time

But a (C)hush filled the room
And the (Am)band stopped the tune
As the (F)midnight bell slowly (G)chimed
I saw (C)grown men break down
At the (Am)death of the town
As the (Fm)orchestra played Auld Lang (C)Syne(G)

(Am)Come, come take my (F)hand
Twirl to the (C)band 'round the old Town (G)Hall
(Am)Come, come take my (Em)hand
They've called the last (Dm)dance
Down at the (Fm)Farewell (G)Ball

Break: play chorus chords one time through

Even (C)now I recall
How the (Am)waters claimed all
And made (F)islands of the tallest of (G)hills
And the (C)families and neighbors
Though (Am)scattered like paper
All (F)etched in my memory (G)still

Through the (Am)reservoir pines
To (F)listen to the wind on the (G)waves
And it's like (C)nothing has changed
I can (Am)still hear the strains
Of the (Fm)last song the orchestra (C)played (G)

(Am)Come, come take my (F)hand
Twirl to the (C)band 'round the old Town (G)Hall
(Am)Come, come take my (Em)hand
They've called the last (Dm)dance
Down at the (Fm)Farewell (G)Ball

(C)(Am)(F)(G) . . .


PILGRIM HIGHWAY

Capo V

Intro: (C)(G)(Dm)(Am)(Em)(F)(C)(G)(C)

(C)I'm going down that Pilgrim High(G)way
Though (Dm)none can say for certain where it (Am)leads
I be(Em)lieve someday I'll reach a (F)place
Where all my (C)burdens shall (G)be re(C)leased

(C)So often tested through toil and (G)trial
(Dm)Onward from the moment we are (Am)born
We must be (Em)steadfast through every darkened (F)mile
Traveling (C)toward that (G)everlasting (C)morn

So take my (G)hand, brother
Take my (C)hand, sister
In each (F)other we must con(C)fide
Many (G)miles to cover
Before we (F)are delivered
Down that (C)Pilgrim (G)Highway side by (C)side

(C)Though some we love may by the wayside (G)fall
We shall (Dm)never feel abandoned or a(Am)lone
There'll be a (Em)glorious reunion with them (F)all
Just be(C)yond that last (G)bend in the (C)road

So take my (G)hand, brother
Take my (C)hand, sister
In each (F)other we must con(C)fide
Many (G)miles to cover
Before we (F)are delivered
Down that (C)Pilgrim (G)Highway side by (C)side


CALL YOU HOME

Capo IV

Intro: (C)(Em)(Dm)(G) . . . (C)(Em)(Dm)(G)

There are (C)seven sisters weeping
Down (Em)by the old oxbow
As the (Dm)coffee colored river
Starts to (G)swell with melting snow

Soon a (C)bittersweet new season
Will turn the (Em)gray to green again
And I'll (Fmaj7)have to find a way
To say good(Am)bye to you, my (G)friend

I'm gonna (F)miss you this I (C)know
Though I'll be (Em)just another (Fmaj7)memory when I (G)go
Will you (Am)forgive me (G/B)all my (C)sins
And (Am)gather (G/B)me back (C)in
Like the (Fmaj7)prodigal son no more to (G)roam
Will you (Fmaj7)let me once a(G)gain call you (C)home (Em)(Dm)(G)

The sky is (C)open like a chalice
All a(Em)long the river road
Where the (Dm)patchwork field tobacco barns
(G)Shiver in the cold

I could (C)drink it in for hours
And (Em)never take my fill
I (Fmaj7)tell myself that I'll forget But I (Am)know I never (G)will

I'm gonna (F)miss you this I (C)know
Though I'll be (Em)just another (Fmaj7)memory when I (G)go
Will you (Am)forgive me (G/B)all my (C)sins
And (Am)gather (G/B)me back (C)in
Like the (Fmaj7)prodigal son no more to (G)roam
Will you (Fmaj7)let me once a(G)gain call you (Bb)home (G)(C)

(Fmaj7)(G)
(Bb)(G)(Am)
(Fmaj7)(C/E)(C/D)(C)(G) . . . (fourth string walkdown)

The wild (C)birds take their passage
A(Em)cross the vernal sky
Like an (Dm)arrow loosed from God's own bow
So (G)swift and true they fly

Lord, (C)draw me from your quiver
And (Em)take away my tears
Shoot me (Fmaj7)o'er the seven sisters
Somewhere (Am)far away from (G)here

I'm gonna (F)miss you this I (C)know
Though I'll be (Em)just another (Fmaj7)memory when I (G)go
Will you (Am)forgive me (G/B)all my (C)sins
And (Am)gather (G/B)me back (C)in
Like the (Fmaj7)prodigal son no more to (G)roam
Will you (Fmaj7)let me once a(G)gain call you (C)home (Em)(Dm)(G)


THE DRINKING GOURD . . . Traditional, arranged by Mark Erelli

Here's one from Mark's brilliant "Memorial Hall Recordings" CD. A little history: To prevent slaves from fleeing to freedom in the North during the 1800s, many owners kept their slaves ignorant of geography and a sense of direction. The title refers to the Big Dipper, which slaves used to find the North Star and the general direction of freedom. The lyrics of this song literally map out an escape route for slaves along the Underground Railroad, which once had many stops through the hills near the Memorial Hall.

Capo II

Intro: (Em)

(Em)When the sun goes back
And the first quail calls
(Am)Follow the (Em)drinking gourd
The (G)old man is (Am)waiting for to (Em)carry you to (Bm)freedom
(Em)Follow the (Bm)drinking (Em)gourd

CHORUS:
(Am)Follow the (Em)drinking gourd
(Am)Follow the (Em)drinking gourd
For the (G)old man is (Am)waiting for to (Em)carry you to (Bm)freedom
(Em)Follow the (Bm)drinking (Em)gourd

(Em)The riverbed makes a mighty fine road
(Am)Dead trees to (Em)show you the way
And it's (G)left foot, (Am)peg foot (Em)travelling (Bm)on
(Em)Follow the (Bm)drinking (Em)gourd

(Em)The river ends between two hills
(Am)Follow the (Em)drinking gourd
There's an(G)other (Am)river on the (Em)other (Bm)side
(Em)Follow the (Bm)drinking (Em)gourd

CHORUS

(Em)I thought I heard the angels say
(Am)Follow the (Em)drinking gourd
The (G)stars in (Am)heaven gonna (Em)show you the (Bm)way
(Em)Follow the (Bm)drinking (Em)gourd

CHORUS 2x


ICHABOD

Poem by John Greenleaf Whittier, put to music by Mark's producer and drummer, Lorne Entress.

Capo V

Intro: (Am)(G)(Dm)(Am)

(Am)So fallen, so lost, the light withdrawn
Which (G)once he wore
The (Dm)glory from his gray hair gone
For(Am)evermore

(Am)Revile him not, the Tempter hath
A (G)snare for all
And (Dm)pitying tears, not scorn or wrath
Be(Am)fit his fall

(Am)Oh dumb be passion's stormy rage
When (G)he who might
Have (Dm)lighted up and led his age
Falls (Am)back in night

(Am)Scorn, would the angels laugh to mark
A (G)bright soul driven
Fiend (Dm)goaded down the endless dark
From (Am)hope and heaven

(Am)Let not the land once proud of him
In(G)sult him now
Nor (Dm)brand with deeper shame his dim
Dis(Am)honored brow

(Am)But let its humbled sons instead
From (G)sea to lake
A (Dm)long lament, as for the dead
In (Am)sadness make

(Am)Of all we loved and honored
Naught save (G)power remains
A (Dm)fallen angel's pride of thought
Still (Am)strong in chains

(Am)All else is gone from those great eyes
The (G)soul has fled
When (Dm)faith is lost, when honor dies
The (Am)man is dead

(Am)Then pay the reverence of old days
To (G)his dead fame
Walk (Dm)backward with averted gaze
And (Am)hide the shame


ONLY WONDERING WHERE YOU ARE

Capo IV

Am/G: 302210
D7/F#: 20021x
F*: In the last line of each verse only, play a high G note on the F chord (xx3213)

The Am-Am/G-D7/F# sequence in the chorus is a walkdown where you'll pluck the fifth string open on the Am, the sixth string/third fret on the Am/G, and the sixth string/second fret on the D7/F#.

The C-C/B-Am-E in the verses is also a walkdown: fifth string/third fret on the C, fifth string/second fret on the C/B, fifth string open on the Am, and sixth string open on the E.

Intro: (C)(F)(G) . . . (C)(F)(G) . . .

The (C)sun goes down, the sun comes up
Black (E)coffee fills a paper cup
Every (F)morning it gets (Fm)harder to re(C)member
The days all seem to (C/B)pass this way
(Am)Nothing much to (E)do or say
A (F*)thousand shades of gray just like No(G)vember

Once u(C)pon a time the time stood still
The (E)moments they were ours to fill
Or (F)drain just like a (Fm)drunkard will a (C)toast
Now I turn around and (C/B)hope to see you
(Am)Standing where you're (E)supposed to be
In(F*)stead I find I'm followed by your (G)ghost

CHORUS:
I got this (F)space inside I (G)just can't seem to (C)fill
Don't you (F)know sometimes it (G)seems I never (Am)will
I ain't (F)wishing you could (G)still be by my (Am)side (Am/G)(D7/F#)
I'm only (F)wondering where you (G)are to(C)night

It never (C)seems to rain unless it pours
And (E)catches us both out of doors
In the (F)storm it all just (Fm)comes undone some(C)how
Still I thought we'd last un(C/B)til the end
No (Am)matter where we'd (E)gone or been
If I'd (F*)only known back then what I know (G)now

CHORUS

Old (C)lovers have to say goodbye
As (E)nightfall darkens in the sky
The (F)tears we cry can't (Fm)keep the world from (C)spinning
But morning always (C/B)comes again
As it (Am)will for you and (E)I my friend
This is (F*)not the end it's only a new be(G)ginning

CHORUS


MIDNIGHT TRAIN

Capo I

(B7): 021202
(Bm): 224432
(D/C): x30230
(D/Bb): x20230

*Note: The (D)(D/C)(D/Bb)(D) progression that leads into the chorus is a walkdown - 4th string open, 5th string/3rd fret, 5th string/2nd fret, 5th string open.

Intro: (G)(C)(D) . . . (4x)

I climbed (G)out my bedroom window
(Em)Shimmied down the tree
Under (C)cover of the darkness
I (D)crept on down the street
She is (G)waiting for my signal
Hope her (Em)daddy doesn't hear
When she (C)scrambles down the trellis
And we just (D)up and disappear

I'll be (B7)waiting 'neath a streetlight all a(C)lone
Like a dog waits for a (G)bone
Honey, please don't let me (D)down
I'm (Bm)only trying to make you under(C)stand
Come on baby take my (Am)hand
Only love and love a(D)lone's gonna save us now (D)(D/C)(D/Bb)(D)*

Oh (G)Angie, can't you hear that whistle (C)blow
Pack your bags it's time to (G)go
Don't you think it's time we (D)made our getaway
We'll (G)ride the rails 'til morning comes (C)around
Wake up in some other (G)town
Where no(D)body knows our (Em)names
Run a(C)way with me and (D)ride the midnight (G)train (C)(D)

(G)(C)(D)

We dis(G)covered long ago
This town ain't (Em)big enough for two
Who re(C)fuse to dream in black and white
Like (D)all the others do
I want to (G)see those colors shine
Like in the (Em)stories I've been told
Want to (C)follow that old rainbow
'Til we (D)find that pot of gold

Oh (B7)Angie, don't you listen
When they (C7)tell you I'm insane
They're only (G)trying to keep your heart up on the (D)fence
'Cause the (Bm)truth is it's the other way a(C)round
And that's the trouble with this (Am)town
I'm the only one who's (D)talking any sense (D)(D/C)(D/Bb)(D)*

Oh (G)Angie, can't you hear the engines (C)whine
She's rumblin' down the (G)line
Don't you think it's time we (D)made our getaway
We'll (G)ride the rails 'til morning comes (C)around
Wake up in some other (G)town
Where no(D)body knows our (Em)names
Run a(C)way with me and (D)ride the midnight (F)train (G)

(F)(G) . . . (F)(G) . . . (F)(C) . . . (D)(D/C)(D/Bb)(D)*

Oh (G)Angie, can't you hear the lonesome (C)sound
Nothing else can stop us (G)now
Don't you think it's time we (D)made our getaway
We'll (G)ride the rails 'til morning comes (C)around
Wake up in some other (G)town
Where no(D)body knows our (Em)names
Run a(C)way with me and (D)ride
Run a(Em)way with me to(Bm)night
Run a(C)way with me and (D)ride the midnight (G)train (Bm)(C)(D)

(G)(Bm)(C)(D) . . . (3x)
(G)(C)(D) . . . 4x, then hang on the (D) . . . and . . . (G)


NORTHERN STAR

Although I've done this transcription in standard tuning, Mark has advised me that he actually plays it somewhat differently and, well, here's the explanation from the man himself:

"The tuning for Northern Star is DADGAD, however I capo all 6 strings at the 3rd fret, and use another capo at the 5th fret on all strings except the low string. I then play in the D position. It gets that drone thing going, though to [play] the Em position chord I have to go around the capo and fret the low string on the 5th fret. Weird I know, but it works."

However, in an article in "Dirty Linen" magazine, he clarifies his instructions a bit. He doesn't actually tune the guitar to DADGAD, rather, he just tunes the high E string down to D. The rest of his description is correct.

Intro: (G)(C) . . . (G)(C) . . .

Across the (G)miles that lie be(Em)tween
The lives we (C)live and the lives we (Am)dream
Full moon shines (G)down so blue and (Em)bright
Smiling (C)down on the both of us (D)tonight

I see your (Bm)face
I hear your (C)voice
I heed the (Am)call
I have no (D)choice

CHORUS:

(G)I'm the northern star
(Bm)You're the southern cross
(C)We are never alo(G)ne(D)
(G)Look for me (Bm)if you get lost
(C)I will (D)shine you(Em) home
(C)I will (F)shine you (G)home

(G)There was a time not long a(Em)go
I would've (C)run as fast and far as could (Am)go
I won't be a(Bm)fraid this time a(C)round
There's too much at (F)stake to turn back (D)now

CHORUS

I know it's (Em)hard just (D)to be(C)lieve
When all you (G)hold are memo(D)ries
We share the (Bm)sky when we're a(C)part
It's makes no (F)difference, how near or (D)far

CHORUS


GHOST

Capo II

Intro: (G)--(D)(C)--(D)(G)--(D)(C)

(G)I'm not the (G/F#)kind to believe (Em)in (C)superstition
(G)But lately the (G/F#)truth I have (Em)seen
Is stranger (C)than non-fiction
(G)You race (G/F#)through my (Em)blood
Some kind of (C)sweet addiction
(G)Heaven help the (Gsus)fool who falls in (G)love (D)

(G)I sleepwalk the (G/F#)streets of this town (Em)looking (C)for your face
And I (G)ain't got nothing to (G/F#)show right (Em)now
But I can't give (C)up the chase
Won't (G)you show me(G/F#) a sign(Em), some kind of (C)saving grace
(G)You're the only (Gsus)one I'm dreaming (G)of
Can't get you (Gsus)off my (Am)mind
I think I'm (G)going in(D)sane
All these streets look the (Am)same
Nodoby (G)answers when I (Em)call out your (D)name

And (C)I, I need you the (D)most
When you're not a(Bm)round
I'm in love with your (C)ghost
You're invisible (Am)now
I (G)know that it's (D)wrong
To keep holding (Em)on
To (C)something (D)you can't even (G)see (D)(C)--(D)(G)--(D)(C)

(G)Guess you can (G/F#)already see (Em)my (C)heart is haunted
(G)'Cause you are every(G/F#)thing I need
(Em)And everything I have (C)ever wanted
(G)I lost myself (G/F#)somewhere be(Em)tween
Can't you (C)hear me calling

(G)I wish I (Gsus)may, I wish I (G)might
First star I chance to (Gsus)see to(Am)night
Wish I could (G)disappear right (D)now
Fade into this faceless (Am)crowd
'Cause I'm so (G)sick and tired of (Em)missing you out (D)loud

And (C)I, I need you the (D)most
When you're not a(Bm)round
I'm in love with your (C)ghost
You're invisible (Am)now
I (G)know that it's (D)wrong
To keep holding (Em)on
To (C)something (D)you can't even (Em)see
To (C)something (D)you can't even (G)see (D)(C)--(D)(G)--(D)(C)

(G)I'm not the (G/F#)kind to believe(Em) in (C)superstition


COMPASS & COMPANION

*The (A)(A/G)(A/F#)(A/E) sequence is a bass-line walkdown.

Intro: (D)(Bm)(A) . . . (G)(A)(D)(Dsus4) . . . (D)(Dsus2)

(D)Out here on this (G)road just after (D)midnight
(Bm)Silver sickle (G)rising in the (D)east (A)
I'm (Bm)steady on the (G)wheel
But I (D)know just how you (G)feel
So (D)just lean back and (Em)try to catch some (A)sleep (A/G)(A/F#)(A/E)*

CHORUS:
(D)Go to (G)sleep my (A)darling (Asus)(A)
There's (D)just a finger(Em)nail moon up a(A)bove (Asus)(A)
(D)Go to (G)sleep my (A)darling (Asus)(A)
Am (G)I the one that (A)you'll be dreaming (D)of (Dsus4) . . . (D)(Dsus2)

To (D)think of every (G)back road we have (D)traveled
Of (Bm)all the restless (G)miles we have (D)run (A)
If you (Bm)chance to find a (G)trace
Of a (D)smile on my (G)face
I'm just (D)dreaming of the (Em)miles we've still to (A)come (A/G)(A/F#)(A/E)

CHORUS

To (D)me you are a (G)compass and com(D)panion
You (Bm)follow me down (G)every road I (D)ride (A)
Wher(Bm)ever I may (G)roam
I'm (D)already (G)home
As (D)long as you are (Em)traveling by my (A)side (A/G)(A/F#)(A/E)

(D)Go to (G)sleep my (A)darling (Asus)(A)
There's (D)just a finger(Em)nail moon up a(A)bove (Asus)(A)
(D)Go to (G)sleep my (A)darling (Asus)(A)
Am (G)I the one that (A)you'll be dreaming (D)of (Bm)
Am (G)I the one that (A)you'll be dreaming (D)of (Bm)
Am (G)I the one that (A)you'll be dreaming (G)of

(G)(A)(D)(Dsus4)(D)


MY LITTLE SISTER

This is a fun, simple, straightforward blues boogie in E. To get the classic bass-string blues vibe, don't strum up and down, but rather drive your pick in one direction: down into the strings, using the heel of your hand to help damp them. Don't worry about playing the chords too cleanly on this song. Also, instead of playing the chords in their standard configuration, try to play them as follows (the "x" indicates that you don't play that string):

E: 022xxx . . . barre all the way across the second fret with your index finger, then use your ring finger to boogie on and off the fourth fret on the fifth string, so you'll essentially be going back and forth between 022xxx and 042xxx. And remember, because you're not playing the top three strings anyway, it's ok if your index finger touches them while you're fretting the fourth and fifth strings.

A: x022xx . . . same as above, just one string higher. Use your ring finger to hammer on and off the fourth fret on the fourth string so that you're going back and forth between x022xx and x042xx.

B7: 0212xx (*except on the bridge section, where you'll play the full 021202 version)
E7: 020130

(E)My little sister makes more than you
My little sister makes more than you
(A)Would you believe she's just twenty-two
(E)My little sister makes more than you
(B7)More than you, (A)at twenty-two
(E)My little sister, my little sister

(E)You know she's gonna be a millionaire
You know she's gonna be a millionaire
(A)I pay my rent with a gig and a prayer
(E)You know she's gonna be a millionaire
(B7)Millionaire, (A)millionaire
(E)My little sister, my little sister

(A)She called me up out of the blue
Said "Big brother have you heard the news
You know they hired me straight out of school
I'm gonna (*B7)move away from home
Get a place of my own
Buy a new set of wheels just to see how it feels
Fancy food, expensive wine
Paid vacation on company time"

(E)My little sister makes more than you
My little sister makes more than you
(A)What is this crazy world coming to
(E)My little sister makes more than you
(B7)More than you and (A)you and you and you and you
(E)My little sister . . . oh oh oh oh

(E)My little sister makes more than you
My little sister makes more than you
(A)My little sister makes more than you
(E)My little sister makes more than you
(B7)More than you, (A)more than you
(E)My little sister
Little sister (E7)


BEFORE I KNEW YOUR NAME

Capo II

*In the intro, for this (G) chord, instead of playing it in standard first position, slide up from the (F) chord to an F-shape at the third fret.

Intro: (C)(F) . . . (F)(G)* . . . (C)(F)(C)

I (C)walked these streets be(F)fore I (G)knew your (C)name (C/B)
Now you're (Am)by my side and (F)nothing (G)seems (C)the same
Has (F)everything turned (G)upside down or am (E)I the one who's (Am)changed (Am/G)(D/F#)
I (C)walked these streets be(F)fore I (G)knew your (C)name (F) . . . (F)(G)

I (C)knew this town be(F)fore I (G)dreamed of (C)you
Back (C/B)when the (Am)whole place only (F)came in (G)shades of (C)blue
But (F)nowadays it (G)seems that dream is (E)all I have to (Am)do (Am/G)(D/F#)
I (C)knew this town be(F)fore I (G)dreamed of (C)you (F) . . . (F)(C)

On (F)every street my (G)memories un(C)ravel
There's a (F)history down each (C)winding ave(G)nue
These (E)days the only roads I seem to (Am)travel
Are the (C)ones that always (F)bring me back to (G)you

I (C)walked these streets be(F)fore I (G)knew your (C)name (C/B)
Now you're (Am)by my side and (F)nothing (G)seems (C)the same
Has (F)everything turned (G)upside down or am (E)I the one who (Am)changed (Am/G)(D/F#)
I (C)walked these streets be(F)fore I (G)knew . . .
I (C)walked these streets be(F)fore I (G)knew your (C)name (F) . . . (F)(G) . . . (C)(F)(C)


TAKE MY ASHES TO THE RIVER

Here's one from folk music's time-honored "Love and Cremation" genre. You just don't find people writing good songs in that genre anymore, you know?

D/F#: 200230

Note: through the first verse, you'll just play an Am chord (002210), and drive into the open 5th string as a sort of drone. Then, at the asterisk in the word "eternity," play the full chord.

(Am)She was the parson's only daughter
And a poor sharecropper's dream
Her voice as sweet as falling water
From the cool clear mountain stream
We came to share a love forbidden
A union cursed by family
To be forever unforgiven
When we swore eterni*ty

We settled (Am)hard on twenty acres
Ploughed the (G)fields and worked the (Am)land
But when the fever came to take her
With its (G)unforgiving (Am)hand
I tried to (D/F#)soothe her shaking (Am)body
But no (G)peace could I pro(D/F#)vide
She said I (Dm)hear the angels singing (Am)softly
I'm bound to (G)cross that great di(Am)vide

Take my (Dm)ashes to the (Am)river
Where the (G)water's cold and (D/F#)deep
Take my (Dm)ashes to the (Am)river
Pray the (G)Lord my soul to (Am)keep

One mournful (Am)morning in late November
Faithful (G)to her last de(Am)sire
I burned her body down to embers
Scooped the (G)ashes from the (Am)fire

Down on the (Dm)banks of the Blackstone (Am)River
For to (G)drown her memo(D/F#)ry
As her (Dm)spirit I de(Am)livered
I heard her (G)calling out to (Am)me

Take my (Dm)ashes to the (Am)river
Where the (G)water's cold and (D/F#)deep
Take my (Dm)ashes to the (Am)river
Pray the (G)Lord my soul to (Am)keep