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Clementine
F
Oh my darling, oh my darling,C
oh my darling Clementine
C F
You are lost and gone forever,
C F
dreadful sorry, Clementine.
F
In a cavern, in a canyon,
C
excavating for a mine;
C F
dwelt a miner, forty-niner,
C F
and his daughter Clementine.
F
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
C
oh my darling Clementine
C F
You are lost and gone forever,
C F
dreadful sorry, Clementine.
F
Light she was, and like a fairy,
C
And her shoes were number nine,
F
Herring boxes without topses,
C F
Sandals were for Clementine.
F
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
C
oh my darling Clementine
C F
You are lost and gone forever,
C F
dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Row Your Boat
F F
Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream
F C F
Merrily, Merrily, Merrily, Merrily - Life is but a dream
Michael Finnegan
F
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
C
He had whiskers on his chin-ne-gan
F
The wind blew them off and blew them on again
C F
Poor old Michael Finnegan, Begin Again
F
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
C
Heard this song and began to sing again
F
Hurt my ears so don't begin again
C F
And that's the end of Michael Finnegan!
F
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
C
He had whiskers on his chin-ne-gan
F
The wind blew them off and blew them on again
C F
Poor old Michael Finnegan, Begin Again
F
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
C
Heard this song and began to sing again
F
Hurt my ears so don't begin again
C F
And that's the end of Michael Finnegan!
London Bridge
F C F
London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down
F C F
London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady
F C F
Build it up with wood and clay, wood and clay, wood and clay,
F C F
Build it up with wood and clay, My fair lady.
F C F
Wood and clay will wash away, wash away, wash away.
F C F
Wood and clay will wash away, my fair lady
F C F
London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down
F C F
London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady
Itsy Bitsy Spider
F C F
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
F C F
Down came the rain and it washed the spider out
F C F
Out came the sunshine and it dried up all the rain
F C F
But the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again
Go Tell Aunt Rhody
F
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
C F
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
F
Go tell Aunt Rhody
C F
The old gray goose is dead.
F
The one she's been saving,
C F
The one she's been saving,
F
The one she's been saving
C F
To make a feather bed.
F
The goslings are mourning,
C F
The goslings are mourning,
F
The goslings are mourning,
C F
Because their mother's dead.
F
The old gander's weeping,
C F
The old gander's weeping,
F
The old gander's weeping,
C F
Because his wife is dead.
F
She died in the mill pond,
C F
She died in the mill pond,
F
She died in the mill pond
C F
From standing on her head.
F
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
C F
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
F
Go tell Aunt Rhody
C F
The old gray goose is dead.
He's Got the Whole World in His Hands
F
He's got the whole world in His hands
C
He's got the whole world in His hands
F
He's got the whole world in His hands
C F
He's got the whole world in His hands
F
He's got the itty bitty baby in His hands
C
He's got the itty bitty baby in His hands
F
He's got the itty bitty baby in His hands
C F
He's got the whole world in His hands
F
He's got a-you and me brother in His hands
C
He's got a-you and me brother in His hands
F
He's got a-you and me brother in His hands
C F
He's got the whole world in His hands
F
He's got a-you and me sister in His hands
C
He's got a-you and me sister in His hands
F
He's got a-you and me sister in His hands
C F
He's got the whole world in His hands
F
He's got the whole world in His hands
C
He's got the whole world in His hands
F
He's got the whole world in His hands
C F
He's got the whole world in His hands
Kumbaya
F
Kumbaya my Lord, Kumbaya
F C
Kumbaya my Lord, Kumbaya
F
Kumbaya my Lord, Kumbaya
F C F
Oh Lord, Kumbaya
F C F
Oh Lord, Kumbaya
F
Someone’s crying Lord, Kumbaya
F C
Someone’s crying Lord, Kumbaya
F
Someone’s crying Lord, Kumbaya
F C F
Oh Lord, Kumbaya
F C F
Oh Lord, Kumbaya
F
Someone’s praying Lord, Kumbaya
F C
Someone’s praying Lord, Kumbaya
F
Someone’s praying Lord, Kumbaya
F C F
Oh Lord, Kumbaya
F C F
Oh Lord, Kumbaya
F
Someone’s singing Lord, Kumbaya
F C
Someone’s singing Lord, Kumbaya
F
Someone’s singing Lord, Kumbaya
F C F
Oh Lord, Kumbaya
F C F
Oh Lord, Kumbaya
Ten Little Indians
F
One little, two little, three little Indians
C
Four little, five little, six little Indians
F
Seven little, eight little, nine little Indians
C F
Ten little Indian boys.
F
Ten little, nine little, eight little Indians
C
Seven little, six little, five little Indians
F
Four little, three little, two little Indians
C F
One little Indian boy.
The More We Get Together
F
The more we get together,
C F
Together, together,
F
The more we get together,
C F
The happier we'll be.
C F
For your friends are my friends,
C F
And my friends are your friends.
F
The more we get together,
C F
The happier we'll be!
“Sing, Sing, Sing”
F C F F C F
Sing sing sing. I like to sing.
F F C F
I like to sing a song! Sing sing sing.
3 comments:
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Very interesting. I love this ukulele song.
Thanks for the share.
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