Seekers song chords - 2
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selection of Seekers tracks. More will be added in due course. I've tried
to do them in the same key as the original studio recordings so you can
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On the Other Side
Intro: C Am C Am C Am C Am C Am
C
Am
River, river, soon I'm gonna be
C Am
Over on the other side;
C
Am
Water, water, I just gotta be
Em G7
Over on the other side.
C
C7
Don't be long, now, 'cause I'm movin' on;
F
D7
In the mornin' they're gonna find me gone.
C
F
Movin' over on the other side,
C
F
Movin' over on the other side;
Am F
Em
Come on and follow me;
G7
C F C
You'll be satisfied.
C7 F
On the other side,
G
The sun will shine;
Em
On the other side,
Am
Everything is fine;
F
On the other side,
C
F G C
We'll learn to be content, I know.
C7
F
Where the grass is green,
G
We'll step ashore;
Em
And the air is clean,
Am
So weep no more.
F
Em
Leave your troubles far behind,
G7 C
F C G
On the other side.
C
Am
No more lonesome city misery,
C Am
Over on the other side;
C
Am
That's why ev'rybody ought to be
Em G7
Over on the other side.
C
C7
Don't you tell me, "Get to work at nine";
F
D7
Gonna do things in my own sweet time.
C
F
I'm movin' over on the other side,
C
F
Movin' over on the other side;
Am F
Em
Come on and follow me;
G7
C F C
You'll be satisfied.
F
On the other side,
G
The sun will shine;
Em
On the other side,
Am
Everything is fine;
F
On the other side,
C
F G C
We'll learn to be content, I know.
F
Where the grass is green,
G
We'll step ashore;
Em
And the air is clean,
Am
So weep no more.
C7
F Em
Leave your troubles far behind,
F Am
F G
Far behind, yes, far behind,
C F C F C F C
On the other side.
Island of Dreams
Eb Ab Bb Eb
Eb Eb7
Ab Eb
I wander the streets and the gay, crowded places,
F
Bb F7
Bb7
Trying to forget you, but somehow it seems
Eb
Eb7 Ab
Eb
My thoughts ever stray to our last sweet embraces,
G Cm Ab
Eb Bb Eb
Over the sea on the Island of Dreams.
C# Bb
Eb Gm
High in the sky is a bird on the wing;
Ab Eb
C# Bb
Please carry me with you.
C# Bb
Eb Gm
Far, far away from the mad, rushing crowd,
Ab Eb
C# Bb
Please carry me with you.
Eb
Eb7 Ab
Eb
Again I would wander where memories enfold me,
G
Cm Ab Eb Bb Eb
There on the beautiful Island of Dreams.
C# Bb
Eb Gm
High in the sky is a bird on the wing;
Ab Eb
C# Bb
Please carry me with you.
C# Bb
Eb Gm
Far, far away from the mad, rushing crowd,
Ab Eb
C# Bb
Please carry me with you.
Eb
Eb7 Ab
Eb
Again I would wander where memories enfold me,
G
Cm Ab Eb Bb Eb
There on the beautiful Island of Dreams.
G Cm Ab
Eb Bb Eb
Far, far away on the Island of Dreams.
Isa Lei
A D A E A
A
Isa Isa vulagi lassa dina
D A E
A
Nomu lako au na rarawa kina
A
Cava beka ko a mai cakava,
D A E
A
Nomu lako au na sega ni lasa.
A7 D
A
Isa Lei, na noqu rarawa,
A
D A
Ni ki sana vodo e na mataka
A7 D
A
Bau nanuma, na nodatou lasa,
A E
A
Mai Suva nanuma tiko ga.
A
Vanua rogo na nomuni vanua,
D A E
A
Kena ca ni levu tu na ua,
A
Lomaqu voli me'u bau butuka
D A E
A
Tovolea ke balavu na bula.
A7 D
A
Isa Lei, na noqu rarawa,
D A
Ni ki sana vodo e na mataka
A7 D
A
Bau nanuma, na nodatou lasa,
E
A
Mai Suva nanuma tiko ga.
A
Domoni dina na nomu yanuyanu,
D A E
A
Kena kau wale na salusalu,
A
Mocelolo, bua, na kukuwalu,
D A E
A
Lagakali, maba na rosi damu.
A7 D
A
Isa Lei, na noqu rarawa,
D A
Ni ki sana vodo e na mataka
A7 D
A
Bau nanuma, na nodatou lasa,
E
A
Mai Suva nanuma tiko ga.
E
A
Mai Suva nanuma tiko ga.
The Leaving of Liverpool
A A7 D A C#m E7 A
A A7
D A
Farewell to you, my own true love;
C#m F#m E
E7
I am going far away.
A
A7 D A
I am bound for Californ-i-a,
C#m
E A
And I know that I'll return someday.
E7
D A
So fare thee well, my own true love,
C#m E7
And when I return, united we will be.
A A7
D A
It's not the leavin' of Liverpool that grieves me,
C#m
E7 A
But, my darling, when I think of thee.
A
A7 D A
Oh, the sun is on the harbour now,
C#m F#m
E
And I wish I could remain.
A
A7 D
A
But I know it will be some long time
Cm E
A
Before I see you again.
E7
D A
So fare thee well, my own true love,
C#m E7
And when I return, united we will be.
A A7
D A
It's not the leavin' of Liverpool that grieves me,
C#m
E A
But, my darling, when I think of thee.
Lemon Tree
E F#m Abm A E B E
E F#m
A#m F#m
When I was but a little boy,
E F#m
A#m
My father said to me,
E
F#m A#m
"Come here and learn a lesson,
A E
B E E7
From the lovely lemon tree.
A
Bm C#m Bm
"My son, it's most important,"
A Bm
C#m
My father said to me,
A
Bm C#m
D
"To put your trust in what you feel,
A E
A
And not in what you see."
A7 D
Lemon tree very pretty,
A
And the lemon flower is sweet,
But the fruit of the poor lemon
A7
D
Is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty,
A
And the lemon flower is sweet,
But the fruit of the poor lemon
A7
D B
Is impossible to eat.
E
F#m A#m F#m
Beneath that lemon tree one day
E F#m
A#m
My love and I did lie,
E F#m
Ab# A
A girl so sweet that when she smiled
E
B E E7
The sun rose in the sky.
A
Bm C#m Bm
We spent that summer lost in love
A
Bm C#m
Beneath that lemon tree;
A Bm
C#m
The magic of her laughter
D A
E A
Hid my father's words from me.
A7 D
Lemon tree very pretty,
A
And the lemon flower is sweet,
But the fruit of the poor lemon
A7
D
Is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty,
A
And the lemon flower is sweet,
But the fruit of the poor lemon
A7
D B
Is impossible to eat.
E F#m
Abm F#m
One day she left without a word;
E F#m
Abm
She took away the sun;
E F#m
Abm A
And in the dark she left behind
E B
E
I knew what she had done.
A Bm
C#m Bm
She done left me for another man;
A
Bm C#m
It's a common tale but true;
A Bm
C#m D
A sadder man but wiser now,
A
E A
I sing these words to you.
A7 D
Lemon tree very pretty,
A
And the lemon flower is sweet,
But the fruit of the poor lemon
A7
D
Is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree very pretty,
A
And the lemon flower is sweet,
But the fruit of the poor lemon
A7
D
Is impossible to eat.
D
Lemon tree, very pretty;
D
Lemon tree, very pretty;
(Repeat and fade)
Louisiana Man
Dm
Dm
Oh, yeh! Cajun man, do all he can,
F
C F
G
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
C
Am
At birth, Mama 'n' Papa called their little boy Ned;
C
G C
Raised him on the banks of the river bed.
C
Am
A houseboat tied to a big, tall tree,
C
G C
A home for my mama and my papa and me.
C
Am
The clock strikes three, Papa jumps to his feet;
C
G C
Already Mama's cookin' Papa somethin' to eat.
C
Am
At half-past, Papa, he's a-ready to go;
C
G C
He jumps in his pirogue, headed down the bayou.
F
He's got a fishin' line strung across a Louisiana river,
F
C F
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat.
F
He sets his traps in the swamps, catches anything he can;
F
C F
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
F
C F
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
Dm
Oh, yeh! Cajun man, do all he can,
F
C F G
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
C
Am
They call mama Rita and my daddy Jack;
C
G C
The little baby brother on the floor is Mack.
C
Am
Bryn and Lynn are the family twins,
C
G C
Big brother Ed's on the bayou fishin'.
C
Am
On the river float Papa's great big boat;
C
G C
That's how my Papa goes into town.
C
Am
Takes ev'ry bit of the night and day
C
G C
To even reach a place where the people stay.
F
He's got a fishin' line strung across a Louisiana river,
F
C F
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat.
F
He sets his traps in the swamps, catches anything he can;
F
C F
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
F
C F
G
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
C
Am
I can hardly wait 'til tomorrow comes 'round;
C
G C
That's the day my Papa takes his furs to town.
C
Am
Papa said, "Son, we got lines to run.
C
G C
We come back again, 'cause there's work to be done."
F
He's got a fishin' line strung across a Louisiana river,
C F
Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat.
F
He sets his traps in the swamps, catches anything he can;
F
C F
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
F
C F
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
Dm
Oh, yeh! Cajun man, do all he can,
F
C F
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
F
C F
Gotta make a livin'; he's a Louisiana man.
Myra (EMI version)
G C D G C D GCD GCD
G
C D
Myra, Myra, many boats in the harbour;
G
C D
Gonna go down south and make many fast dollar,
G
C D G
C D
And shake up the party, shake up the party.
G
C D
Oh, Myra, Myra, many boats in the harbour;
G
C D
Gonna go down south and make many fast dollar,
G
C D G
C D
And shake up the party, shake up the party.
G
Myra, go down to the harbour;
D
I tell you, Myra, go down to the harbour.
G
C
Won't you hear me, Myra, go down to the harbour,
D
G
'Cause the big white ship pulled in today.
G
C D
Myra, Myra, many boats in the harbour;
G
C D
Gonna go down south and make many fast dollar,
G
C D G
C D
And shake up the party, shake up the party.
G
C D
Oh, Myra, Myra, many boats in the harbour;
G
C D
Gonna go down south and make many fast dollar,
G
C D G
C D
And shake up the party, shake up the party.
G
Ah, no time to see Myra today;
D
I tell you, no time to see Myra today.
G
C
Ah, no time, uh, see Myra today,
D
G
'Cause the big white ship, she sailed away.
G
C D
Myra, Myra, many boats in the harbour;
G
D D
Gonna go down south and make many fast dollar,
G
C D G
C D
And shake up the party, shake up the party.
G
C D
Oh, Myra, Myra, many boats in the harbour;
G
C D
Gonna go down south and make many fast dollar,
G
C D G
C D
And shake up the party, shake up the party.
G C D G C D G C D G
Well, Well, Well (EMI version)
Am
Am G Am
Well, well, well, who's that a-callin'?
Dm Am E
Well, well, well, hold my hand;
Am
Am G Am
Well, well, well, night is a-fallin';
C
E
Spirit is a-movin' all over this land.
C
Am
Em
God told Noah, build him an ark,
Build it out of hickory bark.
Am
A Dm
A Dm
Rain started fallin', waters start to climb,
C
E
God said, "A fire, not a flood next time."
Well, well, well, who's that a-callin'?
Well, well, well, hold my hand;
Well, well, well, night is a-fallin';
Spirit is a-movin' all over this land.
The Lord said, "Fire comin' Judgment Day;
All mankind gonna pass away."
Brothers and sisters, don't you know,
You're gonna reap just what you sow?
Well, well, well, who's that a-callin'?
Well, well, well, hold my hand;
Well, well, well, night is a-fallin';
Spirit is a-movin' all over this land.
Well, well, well, who's that a-callin'?
Well, well, well, hold my hand;
Well, well, well, night is a-fallin';
Spirit is a-movin' all over this land.
Am G Am
Well, well, well.