From: david@cats.ucsc.edu (David Wright)
Newsgroups: rec.music.dylan
Subject: Some GAIBTY Songs
Date: 21 Nov 1992 00:06:21 GMT
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I haven't seen these posted yet, so I decided to post these. Comments
especially welcome, including musical suggestions. This collection 
includes Canadee-I-O, Sitting on Top of the World, Little Maggie,
Tomorro Night, Your gonna Quit me, Diomond Joe. 



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Canadee I O


Well it's all of a fair and a handsome girl she's all in her tender years

She fell in love with a sailor boy it's true she loved him well

"But I'd Go off to sea with him", like she did not know how

she longed to see that seaport town, of Canadee-I-O.


So she bargained with the sailor boy, all for a peice of gold
Straight a way then he led her, down into the hole 
Saying I'll dress you up in Sailor's clothes, your jacket shall be blue
You'll see that seaport town, oh Canadee-I-O.

Now when the other sailors heard the news, one fell into a rage
And with all the ships company, they were willing to engage
Saying "we'll tie her hands and feet my boys, over board will throw her"
She'll never see that seaport town, oh Candaee-I-O

Now when the captain he heard the news, well he too fell into a rage
And with the whole ship's company, he was willing to engage
Saying "she'll stay in Sailor's clothes, her colors shall be blue
She'll see that seaport town, oh Canadee-I-O".

Now when they came down to Canada, scarcely 'bought half a year
She met this bull captain who called her his dear
She's dressed in silks and satins now, she cuts gallant shard
Finest of the ladies, of Canadee-I-O

Come all you fair and tender girls, where so ever you may be
I'll have you to follow your own true love, when you ever go to see
oh if the sailors prove false to you, well the captain he might prove true
you'll see all the honor I have gained, by the wearing of the blue


Diamond Joe

Now there's a man you'll hear about, most anywhere y ou go

His holdings are in texas, and his name is Diamond JOe

He caries all his money, in diamond studded jar

Never took much trouble, with the process of the law


I hired out to Diamond Joe, boys, I offerd him my hand
He gave me a string of horses, so old they could not stand
But I never stopped the death boys, he me straigten his soul
But I never saved a dollar, in the pay of Diamond Joe

There was bread it was cone dodger, and his meat you couldn't shop
Nearly drove me crazy, with the waggin of his jaw
And the telling of his stories, mean to let you know
that there never was a rounder that could lie like Diamond Joe

I tried three times to quit him, but ???
I'm still puching cattle, In the pay of Diamond JOe
And when I 'm called up yonder, and it's my time to go
Give my blankets to my buddy, give the fleas to Diamond Joe



Little Maggie                                    A --Hammer on 4th&3rd strings
						G/E-- 5th to 3rd on 2nd string
					            --or use desending G bass
[Capo on Second Fret]

A                    G    E       A   G/E A
Oh Where is little maggie, over yonder she stands
Rifle on her shoulder, six-shooter in her hand

How can I ever stand it, just to see them two blue eyes
Shinin' like some diamond, some diamond in the sky

Rather be in some lonley hollow, where the sun don't ever shine
Than to see her be another man's darling, and to know she'll never be mine.

Well it's march me away to the station, with my suitcase in my hand
yes, march me away to the station, I'm off to some far distant landW

Sometimes I have a nickel, and sometimes I have a dime
Sometimes I ten dollars, just to pay little Maggie's mine

Well if flowers are made for blooming, pretty stars are made to shine
Well pretty girls are made for boys love, little maggie was made for mine

Well yonder stands little maggie, with a shot glass in her hand
She's a drinkin' down her troubles, cought in some other land

		Your gonna quit me

Your gon'e quit me, baby, gone within a year
gone within a year, lord, lord, you'll be gone within a year

Give you my money honey, buy you shoes and clothes
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Your gonna quit me baby, put me out the door
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Six months on the chain gang, believe me it aint no fun
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The day you quit me baby, that's the day you die
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Jailhouse aint no plaything, believe, it aint no lie
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Day you quit me baby, that's the day you die
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Sitting on Top of the World                     E(oct) E in the D7 position 
						on 3rd and 4th Frets
E
Was in the Summer, One early fall
A                                  E
Just trying to find my, be-loved all
          E (oct)              B
Now she's gone, and I don't worry
          A                   E     
Now I'm sittin on top of the world

Was in the spring, one summer's day
just when she left, she gone to stay
Now she's gone, and I don't worry
Lord I'm Sitting on Top of the world 

Now don't come runing, holding up your hand
Can't get a woman, quick as you can get a man
now she's gone, and I don't worry
Lord I'm Sitting on Top of the world  

Inst

Have been for days, didn't know your name
Why should I worry, I crave your name
now she's gone, and I don't worry
Now I'm Sitting on Top of the world 

Went to the station, down in the yard
I hopped me a frieght train, what ???
now she's gone, and I don't worry
Now I'm Sitting on Top of the world 

The lonesome days, they go by
Why should I beg you, you said goodbye
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Inst


Tommarrow Night


tommarrow Night, will you remember what you said tonight

tommarrow Night, will all the thrill be gone

tommarrow Night, will it be just another memory

or just another song, that's in my heart to linger on


[Bridge]

Your lips are so tender, your heart is beating fast

Are you willing to surender, to me but darling will it last?



tommarrow Night, will you be with me when the moon is bright

tommarrow Night, will you say those lovely things you said tonight?

INST

% last bridge, verse

INST
-- 
"There is nothing in the marginal conditions that     
    distinguish a mountain from a mole hill"            
                      Kenneth Boulding                             

					All comments  are mine---(David Wright) 
						david@cats.ucsc.edu.