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Oh! Susanna
Words and Music by Stephen Foster
VERSE 1
G
I came from Alabama,
A7 D
With my banjo on my knee,
G
I’m going to Louisiana,
D7 G
My true love for to see;
It rained all night the day I left,
A7 D
The weather it was dry,
G C#dim7
The sun so hot I froze to death,
G D7 G
Susanna, don’t you cry.
C G D
Oh! Susanna, Oh don’t you cry for me,
G D7 G
I’ve come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee.
C G D
Oh! Susanna, Oh don’t you cry for me,
G D7 G
I’ve come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee.
VERSE 2
G
I jumped aboard the telegraph,
A7 D
And traveled down the river
G
The electric fluid magnified,
D7 G
And killed five hundred chigger
The bullgine bust, the horse ran off,
A7 D
I really thought I’d die;
G C#dim7
I shut my eyes to hold my breath,
G D7 G
Susanna, don’t you cry.
C G D
Oh! Susanna, Oh don’t you cry for me,
G D7 G
I’ve come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee.
C G D
Oh! Susanna, Oh don’t you cry for me,
G D7 G
I’ve come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee.
VERSE 3
G
I had a dream the other night
A7 D
When every thing was still,
G
I thought I saw Susanna
D7 G
A-coming down the hill;
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth,
A7 D
The tear was in her eye;
G C#dim7
I said, “I come from Dixieland,
G D7 G
Susanna, don’t you cry.”
C G D
Oh! Susanna, Oh don’t you cry for me,
G D7 G
I’ve come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee.
C G D
Oh! Susanna, Oh don’t you cry for me,
G D7 G
I’ve come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee.
[Verse 1]
Em
What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
D
What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
Em
What shall we do with the drunken sailor?
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 2]
Em
Put him in the long boat ’til he’s sober
D
Put him in the long boat ’til he’s sober
Em
Put him in the long boat ’til he’s sober
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 3]
Em
Pull out the plug and wet him all over
D
Pull out the plug and wet him all over
Em
Pull out the plug and wet him all over
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 4]
Em
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
D
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
Em
Put him in the bilge and make him drink it
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 5]
Em
Put him in a leaky boat and make him bale her
D
Put him in a leaky boat and make him bale her
Em
Put him in a leaky boat and make him bale her
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 6]
Em
Tie him to the scuppers with the hose pipe on him
D
Tie him to the scuppers with the hose pipe on him
Em
Tie him to the scuppers with the hose pipe on him
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 7]
Em
Shave his belly with a rusty razor
D
Shave his belly with a rusty razor
Em
Shave his belly with a rusty razor
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 8]
Em
Tie him to the topmast while she’s yardarm under
D
Tie him to the topmast while she’s yardarm under
Em
Tie him to the topmast while she’s yardarm under
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 9]
Em
Heave him by the leg in a runnin’ bowline
D
Heave him by the leg in a runnin’ bowline
Em
Heave him by the leg in a runnin’ bowline
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 10]
Em
Keel haul him ’til he’s sober
D
Keel haul him ’til he’s sober
Em
Keel haul him ’til he’s sober
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Verse 11]
Em
That’s what we do with the drunken sailor!
D
That’s what we do with the drunken sailor!
Em
That’s what we do with the drunken sailor!
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
[Chorus]
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
D
Hooray, and up she rises
Em
Hooray, and up she rises
Em D Em
Ear-ly in the morning
It was published as a broadside ballad by Swindells of Manchester
some time between 1796 and 1853, and by H. Such of London sometime
between 1863 and 1885.
[Am] [D] [G]
In a [G] neat little town they call Belfast,
apprenticed to [C] trade I was [D] bound,
[G] Many an hour sweet happiness
Have I [Am] spent in that [D] neat little [G] town.
‘Till a sad misfortune came o’er me,
and caused me to [C] stray from the [D] land.
Far a [G] way from my friends and relations,
Be-[Am]trayed by the [D] black velvet [G] band.
Her [G] eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the [C] queen of the [D] land,
And her [G] hair hung over her shoulder,
Tied [Am] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band.
I [G] took a stroll down Broadway, meaning not [C] long for to [D] stay,
When [G] who should I meet but this pretty fair maid,
Come a [Am] traipsing a-[D]long the high-[G]way.
She was both fair and handsome, her neck it was [C] just like a [D] swan’s.
And her [G] hair hung over her shoulder,
Tied [Am] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band.
Her [G] eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the [C] queen of the [D] land,
And her [G] hair hung over her shoulder,
Tied [Am] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band.
I [G] took a stroll with this pretty fair maid,
and a gentleman [C] passing us [D] by.
Well, I [G] knew she meant the doing of him,
By the [Am] look in her [D] roguish black [G] eye.
A gold watch she took from his pocket, and placed it right [C] into my [D] hand,
And the [G] very first thing that I said was:
“Bad [Am] ‘cess to the [D] black velvet [G] band”.
Her [G] eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the [C] queen of the [D] land,
And her [G] hair hung over her shoulder,
Tied [Am] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band.
Be[G]fore the judge and the jury next morning I [C] had to ap-[D]pear.
The [G] judge he says to me, “Young fellow,
The [Am] case against [D] you is quite [G] clear.
Seven long years is your sentence, to be spent far a [C] way from this [D] land,
Far a-[G]way from your friends and relations,
Be-[Am]trayed by the [D] black velvet [G] band.
Her [G] eyes they shone like diamonds,
I thought her the [C] queen of the [D] land,
And her [G] hair hung over her shoulder,
Tied [Am] up with a [D] black velvet [G] band.
A-[D]mazing grace how [G] sweet the [D] sound
that saved a wretch like [A7] me.
I [D] once was lost, but [G] now am [D] found,
was blind but [A7] now I [D] see.
`Twas [D] grace that taught my [G] heart to [D] fear,
and grace my fears re-[A7]lieved.
How [D] precious did that [G] grace [D] appear,
the hour I [A7] first be-[D]lieved.
When [D] we’ve been there ten [G] thousand
[D] years bright shining as the [A7] sun
We’ve [D] no less days to [G] sing God’s [D] praise,
Than when we [A7] first be-[D]gun.
Through [D] many dangers, [G] toils and [D] snares,
I have already [A7] come.
`Tis [D] grace hath brought me [G] safe thus [D] far,
and grace will [A7] lead me [D] home.
A-[D]mazing grace how [G] sweet the [D] sound
that saved a wretch [A7] like me.
I [D] once was lost, but [G] now am [D] found,
was blind but [A7] now I [D] see.
I [D] once was lost, but [G] now am [D] found,
was blind but [A7] now I [D] see.
In a [D] cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a [A] mi Lived a [A7] miner, forty-[D]niner, and his [A] daughter Clemen[D]tine. Oh my [D] darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for [D] ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. Light she [D] was, and like a fairy, and her shoes were number [A7] nine, Herring [A7] boxes without [D] topses, sandals [A] were for Clemen[D]tine. Oh my [D] darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for [D] ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. Walking [D] lightly as a fairy, though her shoes were number [A] nine, Sometimes [A7] tripping, lightly [D] skipping, lovely [A] girl, my Clemen[D]tine Oh my [D] darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for [D] ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. Drove she [D] ducklings to the water every morning just at [A] nine, Hit her [A7] foot against a [D] splinter, fell in [A] to the foaming [D] brine. Oh my [D] darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for [D] ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. Ruby [D] lips above the water, blowing bubbles soft and [A] fine, But a-[A7]las, I was no [D] swimmer, so I [A] lost Clemen[D]tine. Oh my [D] darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for [D] ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. In my [D] dreams she still doth haunt me, robed in garments soaked in [A] brine, Though in [A7] life I used to [D] hug her, now she’s [A] dead I draw the [D] line! Oh my [D] darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for [D] ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine.
[C] There was an old man named Michael Finnegan.
[G7] He had whiskers on his chinnegan.
[C] They fell out and then grew in again.
[G] Poor old Michael [C] Finnegan. Begin again.
Repeated:
Softer
Very Soft
Louder
Way Loud