Music for Bill, Robert and Friends
Intro: G [CHORUS] – – – – – [G] Don’t let me [Am] down, [Am7] don’t let me [G] down. Don’t let me [Am] down, [Am7] don’t let me [G] down Nobody ever loved me like she [Am] does, Oh she [Am7] does, yes she [G] does. And if somebody … CLICK TO VIEW SONGDon’t Let me Down
There were [G] bells on a [AbDIM] hill, but I [Am] never heard them [Cm] ringing. No I [G] never heard [ (FROM Am POSITION) Bm Bbm Am7 ] them at all [D7] Till there was [G] you [Am] [D7] There were [G] birds in the [AbDIM] sky, but I … CLICK TO VIEW SONGTill There was You
[D] Camptown ladies sing this song, [A7] Doo-dah! doo-dah! [D] Camptown race-track five miles long, [A7] Oh, doo-dah [D] day! [D] I came down with my hat caved in, [A7] Doo-dah! doo-dah! [D] I’m goin back home with a pocket full of tin, [A7] Oh, doo-dah [D] day! [CHORUS] – …
Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay My, oh, my, what a wonderful day Plenty of sunshine headin’ my way Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay! Mister Bluebird’s on my shoulder It’s the truth, it’s “actch’ll” Everything is “satisfactch’ll” Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay Wonderful feeling, wonderful day! Yes, sir Zip-a-dee-doo-dah, zip-a-dee-ay My, oh, my, what a wonderful day Plenty of sunshine …
{ C C#DIM Dm G7 } { F A7 D7 } [C] Happy trails to you, until we [C#m] meet [G7] again. Happy [G7] trails to you, keep smiling [Gm] until [C] then. Who [C] cares about the clouds when we’re [F] together? Just [A] sing a song, and …
by Roger Miller [C] Ya can’t rollerskate in a buffalo herd [G] Ya can’t rollerskate in a buffalo herd [C] Ya can’t rollerskate in a buffalo herd [G] But [N.C.] you can be happy if you’ve a mind to [C] Ya can’t take a shower in a parakeet cage [ … CLICK TO VIEW SONGYou Can’t Rollerskate in Buffalo Herd
FIRST VOCAL NOTE – D7, 2ND STRING – AN OCTAVE HIGHER CLICK HERE FOR SHEET MUSIC Would you [D7] like to swing on a [G7] star, carry [C] moonbeams home in a [F] jar? And be [D7] better off than you [G7] are, [C7] or would you rather be a … CLICK TO VIEW SONGWould you Like to Swing on a Star
Old Stewball was a [D] racehorse, and I wish he were [Em] mine. He never drank [A] water, he always drank [ D G A ] wine. His bridle was [D] silver, his mane it was [Em] gold. And the worth of his [A] saddle has never been [ D … CLICK TO VIEW SONGOld Stewball was a Racehorse
by Stan Freberg Oh, we [G] grow things mighty big down in Ken-[C]-tucky, but there’s [D] nothing in that state can quite com- [G] pare – – – To a [G] cow that we once had us, and the [C] name of her was Gladys. – – – Boy, you … CLICK TO VIEW SONGPass the Udder Udder
by Scott and Marlow [Am] A taste of honey. [C] Tasting much [G] sweeter than [Am] wine. [Am @ (3/4)] [Am] Winds may blow o’er the [C] icy [G] sea. I’ll [Am] take with me the [C] warmth of [G] thee. [Am] A taste of honey. [C] Tasting much [G] sweeter … CLICK TO VIEW SONGA Taste of Honey