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

 

 

Jig in Em, Capo 2 Dm hohe Akkorde - Killavil Jig

Hier versuche ich, den Killavil Jig mit hohen Akkorden zu begleiten. Die Flute spielt Hatao.

Hatao - Killavil Jig Set:

Dm:  7,0,8,0, 10,12,0,0, 2,0,0,3

C* 7,0,7,0 C** 0,10,7,0 - C*** 9,10,0,0 - C**** 9,10,7,0 - C***** 5,0,7,0


Bb*: 0,8,8,0 - Bb** 7,8,8,0 - Bb***10,8,0,0 - Bb**** 3,0,5,0


Gm: 0,8,10,7 


Am: 9,10,0,7 -  Am* 2,2,0,0

 

 

Jig Crosspicking - Fernando Barroso

 Schönes Crosspicking Muster

Jig Rhythmen - Fernando Barroso

 Hier stellt Fernando Barroso 4 verschiedene Jig Rhythmen vor. Schön, wenn man diese dann miteinander kombinieren kann.

Curra Road

 Wunderschöner Song, geschrieben von Ger Wolfe. Ich habe ihn erstmals bewusst bei Niall Hanna gehört.

{t:Curra Road}
{st:Ger Wolfe}

Capo 3


[G]In the [C]summer we'll go [G]walking, [G]way down to the [C]river, down the Curra [G]Road
[G]There's a [C]blue sky we'll walk [G]under, listen to the [C]humming bees and on we'll [G]go
 
{soc}
[C]We won't [D/A]worry 'bout the [C]traffic, [D]worry 'bout the [C]way to go,[D] worry bout the [G]phone
[G]In the [C]summer we'll go [G]walking, way down to the [C]river, down the Curra [G]Road
{eoc}

[G]Past the [C]cattle at their [G]grazing, [G]through the woods of [C]hazel, holly, birch and [G]oak
[G]Past the [C]robin on the [G]gatepost, singing to the [C]bluebells, sunlight is their [G]host
 
{soc}
[C]We won't [D]worry 'bout the [C]weather, [D]worry 'bout it r[C]aining, wo[D]rry bout the [G]snow
[G]In the [C]summer we'll go [G]walking, way down to the [C]river, down the Curra [G]Road
{eoc}
 
[G]There is [C]music at the r[G]iver, listen to it [C]dancing underneath the [G]bridge
[G]And the[C] wind is hardly [G]breathing, words unto the [C]willow branches over[G]head
 
{soc}
[C]We won't [D]worry 'bout the [C]government, [D]worry 'bout the [C]way to go,[D] worry bout the[G] day
[G]In the [C]summer we'll go [G]lauging, hand in hand to[C]gether, down the dusty [G]way.
{eoc}

(Outro)
[C]We won't [D]worry 'bout the [C]government, [D]worry 'bout the [C]way to go,[D] worry bout the[G] day
[G]In the summer we'll go [Bm]laughing, hand in hand [C]together, [C9/G]down the Curra [G]Road
{define: D/A 0 2 4 0 0}