Jig Rhythmen - The Riches of Clare 07/16/2019

 In diesem Video spielt der Gitarrist interessante Jig Rhythmen.

Hier habe ich mal versucht, zwei davon zu tabben:

The Banks Of Strathdon

 Gelernt habe ich den Song von einer Aufnahme von Cathal McConnell

 

 

The Banks of Strathdon

Capo 9


As [D]I went out [G]wal[D]king one  [G]morning [A]in [D]May
Down [G]by yon green [D]meadow I [Em/G]chanced for to [A]stray
I [G]met with a [D]fair maid she was [Bm]stan[A]ding a[G]lone
She was [D]bleaching her [G]clothes [D]on - the [A]Banks of Strath[D]don

So [D]I said un[G]to [D]her as [G]I seemed [A]to [D]pass
"You're [G]bleaching your [D]clothes here my [Em]bonnie wee [A]lass
Tis [G]twelve months and [D]better since [Bm]I've [A]had a [G]mind
For to [D]ask you to [G]marry [D]me if [A]you're sae in[G]clined."

"To [D]marry you, to [G]marry [D]you O [G]I'm far [A]too [D]young
And be[G]sides all you [D]young men have a [Em]flattering [A]tongue
My [G]father and [D]mother would [Bm]both [A]angry [G]be
If [D]I were to [G]mar[D]ry a [A]young man like [D]thee."

"O [D]hold your tongue [G]las[D]sie and [G]do not [A]say [D]no
You can [G]cure all the [D]pains love that [Em]I under[A]go
But I'll [G]bid you a [D]good man though [Bm]I [A]gang a[G]lone
So I'll [D]bid you good [G]mor[D]ning on the [A]Banks of Strath[G]don."

"A[D]bide my dear [G]lad[D]die, you've [G]fair won [A]my [D]heart
[G]Here is my [D]hand and we [Em]never shall [A]part
We [G]never shall [D]part till the [Bm]day that [A]we [G]die
And may [D]all good [G]at[D]tend us wher[A]ever we [G]be."

"O it's [D]now you've [G]con[D]sented though [G]now out [A]of [D]time
The [G]cruel words you've [D]spoken have [Em]altered my [A]mind
Dark [G]clouds are a-[D]gathering and [Bm]rain will [A]be [G]on."
So they [D]shook hands and [G]par[D]ted on the [A]Banks of Strath[D]don.

"So [D]come all you [G]fair [D]maids and a [G]warning take [A]by [D]me
[G]Never slight your [D]young man for [Em]his pover[A]ty
For in [G]slighting this [D]young man I'm a[Bm]fraid I'll [A]get [G]none
And [D]live and die [G]un[D]married on the [A]Banks of Strath[G]don."
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Lord Franklin

 Den Song spiele ich schon sehr lange, das Arrangement verändert sich immer mal leicht.

 

Lord Franklin


Capo 1

[D]We were homeward bound one night [G]on the deep
[Em]Swinging in my hammock I [A]fell asleep      
[D]I dreamed a [Bm]dream and I [G]thought it [D]true
[Em]Concerning [A]Franklin and his [G]gallant [D]crew

[D]With 100 seamen he [G]sailed away
[Em]To the frozen ocean in the [A]month of May
[D]To seek a [Bm]passage [G]around the [D]pole
[Em]Where all poor [A]sailors do [G]sometimes [D]go.

[Bm]Through cruel hardships they [G]vainly strove
[Em]Their ships on mountains of [A]ice was drove
[Bm]Only the Eskimo with his [G]skin [D]canoe
[Em]Was the only [A]one that [G]ever came [D]through

[D]In Baffin’s Bay where the [G]whale fish blow
[Em]The fate of Franklin no [A]man may know
[D]The fate of [Bm]Franklin [G]no tongue can [D]tell
[Em]And Lord [A]Franklin among his [G]seamen do [D]dwell

[Bm]And now my burden it [Em]gives me pain
[G]For my Lord Franklin I’d [A]sail the main
[D]Ten thousand [Bm]pounds I would [G]freely [D]give
[Em]To know Lord [A]Franklin, and [G]where he [D]is.

Sullivan's John, ein Lied von Pecker Dunne

 Ich wurde durch die Aufnahme von The Fiddle Case auf diesen Song aufmerksam. Es gibt auch eine schöne Aufnahme von The Sweeney's Men. Daoiri Farrell hat ihn auch auf seinem letzten Album veröffentlicht.

[D/A]O’Sullivan [D/F#]John to the [D/A]road you're [C]gone,
far a[D/A]way from your [C]native [D/A]land,
You've [D/A]gone with the [C]tinker’s[Am] daugh[C]ter
far a[D]long the [D/F#]road to [C]roam,
O'[D/A]Sullivan [C]John you [Am]wont stick it [C]long
till your [D/A]belly will [D/F#]soon be [Am]slack
And you [D/A]roam the [D/F#]road with a [D/A]mighty [C]loan
and a [D/A]tinkerbox [C]on your [D/A]back.

I met [D]Katie Cof[D/F#]fee with her neat ba[Am]by,
be[C]hind on her [Am]back strapped [D]on,
She'd an [D]old ash [C/G]plant held [Am]in her [C]hand
for to [D]drag the [D/F#]donkey a[Am]long,
En[D]quiring at [Am]every [C]farmers [Am]house,
as a[D]long the [D/F#]road she [Am]passed,
And it's [D]where could she [D/F#]get an old pot to [Am]mend,
and [C]where could she [Am]swap an [D]ass.

There's a [D]hairy ass fair in the County [C]Clare
in a [Am]place they call [C]Spancil [D]Hill,
Where [D]my brother [C/G]James got a [C]wrap of a [G]haimes,
and poor [D]Paddy they [D/F#]tried to [Am]kill,
They [D]loaded him [C]up on a [C/G]donkey and [D]cart
while [D]Kate and big Mary looked [Am]on,
Oh, I [D]curse the [D/F#]day that I went a[C]way,
to [Am]join with the [C]tinker [D]band.

Medhel an Gwyns (Soft is the Wind) aus dem Film Poldark

 

 Ein wunderschönes Lied aus der Serie Poldark

Medhel an Gwyns (Soft is the Wind)
3/4 time
Capo fret 7
 
[Dm]Memories like [C]voices that [F]call on the [Dm]wind
[Bb]Medhel an [Gm]gwyns, Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
[Dm]Whispered and [F]tossed on the [C]tide coming [Dm]in
[Bb]Medhel, oh [Am]Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
 
[Dm]Voices like [C]songs that are [F]heard in the [Dm]dawn
[Bb]Medhel an [Gm]gwyns, Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
[Dm]Singing the [F]secrets of [C]children un[Dm]born
[Bb]Medhel, oh [Am]Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
 
[Dm]Dreams like the [C]memories once [F]born on the [Dm]wind
[Bb]Medhel an [Gm]gwyns, Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
[Dm]Lovers and [F]children and [C]copper and [Dm]tin
[Bb]Medhel, oh [Am]Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
 
[Dm]Dreams like the [C]castles that [F]sleep in the [Dm]sand
[Bb]Medhel an [Gm]gwyns, Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
[Dm]Slip through the [F]fingers or [C]held in the [Dm]hand
[Bb]Medhel, oh [Am]Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
 
[Dm]Songs like the [C]dreams that the [F]bal maiden [Dm]spins
[Bb]Medhel an [Gm]gwyns, Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
[Dm]Weaving the [F]song of the [C]cry of the [Dm]tin
[Bb]Medhel, oh [Am]Medhel an [Dm]gwyns
[Bb]Medhel, oh [Am]Medhel an [Dm]gwyns