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Puff The Magic Dragon Peter Paul and Mary

Hear this song at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7lmAc3LKWM (play along with capo at second fret)

From: Richard G’s Ukulele Songbook www.scorpexuke.com

[G] Puff the magic [Bm] dragon [C] lived by the [G] sea

And [C] frolicked in the [G] autumn [Em] mist

In a [A] land called Hona[D]lee

[G] Little Jackie [Bm] Paper [C] loved that rascal [G] Puff

And [C] brought him strings and [G] sealing [Em] wax

And [A] other [D] fancy [G] stuff [D] oh

Chorus:

[G] Puff the magic [Bm] dragon [C] lived by the [G] sea

And [C] frolicked in the [G] autumn [Em] mist

In a [A] land called Hona[D]lee

[G] Puff the magic [Bm] dragon [C] lived by the [G] sea

And [C] frolicked in the [G] autumn [Em] mist

In a [A] land called [D] Hona[G]lee [D]

To[G]gether they would [Bm] travel on a [C] boat with billowed [G] sail

[C] Jackie kept a [G] lookout [Em] perched on [A] Puff's gigantic [D] tail

[G] Noble kings and [Bm] princes would [C] bow whene'er they [G] came

[C] Pirate ships would [G] lower their [Em] flags

When [A] Puff roared [D] out his [G] name [D] oh

Repeat Chorus

A [G] dragon lives for[Bm]ever but [C] not so little [G] boys

[C] Painted wings and [G] giant's [Em] rings

Make [A] way for other [D] toys

[G] One grey night it [Bm] happened Jackie [C] Paper came no [G] more

And [C] Puff that mighty [G] dragon [Em] he

[A] Ceased his [D] fearless [G] roar [D]

His [G] head was bent in [Bm] sorrow [C] green scales fell like [G] rain

[C] Puff no longer [G] went to [Em] play a[A]long the cherry [D] lane

With[G]out his lifelong [Bm] friend [C] Puff could not be [G] brave

So [C] Puff that mighty [G] dragon [Em] sadly

[A] Slipped in[D]to his [G] cave [D] oh

Repeat Chorus

The roving kind - (Jesse Cavanaugh and Arnold Stanton)

D - A Bm - B7 . . . . Em - A D G - D A A

D D E7 A 1. As I cruised out one evening upon a night's career, D D E7 A I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steer. A7 D B7 E7 I hoisted out my signals which she so quickly knew, A D - B7 Em A A7 A7 and when she saw my bunting fly. . . . she immediately hove to-oo-woo. D - G D E7 A She had a dark and a-rovin' eye and her hair hung down in ringalets, D - A Bm - B7 Em - A D G - D A A she was a nice girl, a proper girl, but . . . . one of the rovin' kind. D D E7 A 2. I took her for some fish and chips and treated her so fine, D D E7 A and hardly did I realize she was the rovin' kind. A7 D B7 E7 I kissed her lips, I missed her lips and found to my surprise, A D - B7 Em A - A7 A7 she was nothin' but a pirate ship rigged. . . . up in a disgui......ise. D - G D E7 A She had a dark and a-rovin' eye and her hair hung down in ringalets, D - A Bm - B7 Em - A D G - D A A she was a nice girl, a proper girl, but. . . . one of the rovin' kind. D D E7 A 3. So, come all ye good sailor men who sail the wintry sea, D D E7 A and come, all ye apprentice lads, a warnin' take from me. A7 D B7 E7 Beware of lofty clipper ships, they'll be the ruin of you, A D - B7 Em A - A7 A7 for 'twas there she made me walk the plank. . . . and pushed me under, too-oo-woo. D - G D E7 A She had a dark and a-rovin' eye and her hair hung down in ringalets, D - A Bm - B7 Em - A D she was a nice girl, a proper girl, but. . . . one of the rovin' kind. D - A Bm - B7 Em - A D G D* She was a nice girl, a proper girl, but. . . . one of the rovin' kind.

40,000 Headmen Traffic (Winwood/Capaldi)

Fingerpicking Intro: (E: 0 765 30 0 765 353 0)

(Em (8 counts)

(Em) (Am)

Forty thousand headmen couldn't make me change my mind

(Bm) (Am)

If I had to take the choice between the deaf man and the blind

(Bm) (Am)

I know just where my feet should go and that's enough for me

(Bm) (A) (G) (Em)

I turned around and knocked them down And walked across the sea.

(Em) (Am)

Hadn't travelled very far when suddenly I saw

(Bm) (Am)

Three small ships a sailin' off towards a distant shore

(Bm) (Am)

So lighting up a cigarette I followed in pursuit

(Bm) (A) (G) (Em)

And found a secret cave where they obviously stashed their loot

Chorus:

E7) (A7)

Filling up my pockets even stuffed it up my nose

(E7) (A7)

I must have weighed a hundred tons between my head and toes

(E7) (A7)

I ventured forth before the dawn had time to change its mind

(E7) (A) (G) (Em)

And soaring high above the clouds I found a golden shrine.

(Em) (Am)

Laying down my treasure before the iron gate

(Bm) (Am)

I quickly rang the bell, hoping I hadn't come too late

(Bm) (Am)

But someone came along and told me not to waste my time

(Bm) (A) (G) (Em)

And when I asked him who he was he said "Just look behind"

Chorus:

E7) (A7)

So I turned around and 40,000 headmen hit the dirt

(E7) (A7)

Firing twenty shotguns each and man it really hurt

(E7) (A7)

But luckily for me they had to stop and then reload

(E7) (A) (G) (Em)

And by the time they'd done that I was heading down the road.

(Em)(8 counts)

(Am) (Em)

Heading down the road . . . With forty thousand headmen on my trail

(F)(G)(Am)(Am)

(F)(G)(Am)(Am*)

NOTE: * = single strum

The Pirates Who Don't Do Anything (Mike Nawrocki - Veggie Tales) {Refrain} G C We are the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything G D We just stay home and lie around G C And if you ask us to do anything G D (Break) G We'll just tell you, we don't do anything G C G Well, I've never been to Greenland and I've never been to Denver D And I've never buried treasure in St. Louis or St. Paul G C G And I've never been to Moscow and I've never been to Tampa D G And I've never been to Boston in the Fall 'Cause we're... {Refrain} G C G And I never hoist the mainsail and I never swab the poop deck D And I never veer to starboard 'cause I never sail at all G C G And I've never walked the gang plank and I've never owned a parrot D G And I've never been to Boston in the Fall 'Cause we're... {Refrain} G C G Well, I've never plucked a rooster and I'm not too good at ping-pong D And I've never thrown my mashed potatoes up against the wall G C G And I've never kissed a chipmunk and I've never gotten head lice D G And I've never been to Boston in the Fall {Refrain} G C G And I've never licked a spark plug and I've never sniffed a stink bug D And I've never painted daisies on a big red rubber ball G C G And I've never bathed in yogurt and I don't look good in leggings D G And we've never been to Boston in the Fall {Refrain}

A Pirate Looks at 40Jimmy Buffet

Intro:[G][C] [G][C] [G][C] [G][C]

[G]Mother, Mother Ocean, I have heard you call,I [C]wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three [Am7]feet [G]tall.You've seen it [Am7]all,[Bm7] [Am7] you've seen it [G]all. [C] [G]

I [G]watched the men who rode you switch from sails to steam,And [C]in your belly you hold the treasure that few have [Am7]ever [G]seen.Most of them [Am7]dreams, [Bm7] [Am7] most of them [G]dreams. [C] [G]

[G]Yes, I am a pirate, two hundred years too late.The [C]cannons don’t thunder, there’s nothing plunder, I'm an over-forty [Am7]victim of [G]fate; Arriving too [Am7]late, [Bm7] [Am7] arriving too [G]late. [C] [G]

[G]I've done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass.I [C]made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it a[Am7]way so [G]fast.Never meant to [Am7]last, [Bm7] [Am7] never meant to [G]last. [C] [G]

[G]I have been drunk now for over two weeks,I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks,But Ive [C]got to stop wishin', got to go fishin', I'm down to rock [Am7]bottom a[G]gain.Just a few [Am7]friends, [Bm7] [Am7] just a few [G]friends. [C] [G]

Instrumental verse

[G]I go for younger women, lived with several awhile,Although [C]I ran away, they'll be back someday, and still I can [Am7]manage a [G]smile.It just takes a[Am7]while, [Bm7] [Am7] it just takes a[G]while. [C] [G]

[G]Mother, Mother Ocean, after all these years Ive foundMy [C]occupational hazard's being my occupation's [Am7]just not a[G]round.I feel like I've [Am7]drowned; [Bm7] [Am7] gonna head up [G]town. [C] [G]

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Aargh!The Woods Tea Company

A health to the pirates, bold, sea-faring.

So we say and so we do.

There's none set sail with finer bearing.

Sailing on the ocean blue.

Chorus

"Aaargh!" says I, and "Aye!" says he,

We'll stand on board as brother.

We'll rule the sea, just you and me,

Let the devil take another!

Well, Calico Jack wore stripéd trousers,

So we say and so we do.

They strung him up with his rabble-rousers.

Sailing on the ocean blue.

Chorus

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D7 G D7

G C G

D7 G

Em D

Em D

Em D

Em D G

Em D Em D Em D Em D G

G C G

D7 G D7

G C G

D7 G

G C G

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They all felt safe in Panama County,

So we say and so we do.

'Til Henry Morgan claimed the bounty.

Sailing on the ocean blue.

Chorus

Well, Blackbeard's men would test your mettle,

So we say and so we do.

Bad cess to those that meet that devil.

Sailing on the ocean blue.

Chorus

Our golden days are long since ended,

So we say and so we do.

We're thrown in shackles, none defended.

Sailing on the ocean blue.

Chorus

Chorus

Aaargh!

Note: Standard GCEA Soprano Ukulele Tuning. Powered by UkeGeeks' Scriptasaurus • ukegeeks.com

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The Lincoln Park Pirates Artist: Steve Goodman Note: Fast 3/4 time

Am Dm Am Dm CThe streetlamps are on in Chicago tonight, and the lovers are gazin' at stars.

Dm Am Dm Am Dm EmThe stores are all closin', and Daley is dozin', and the fat man is counting the cars.

Am Dm Am Dm CAnd there's more cars than places to put 'em, he says, but I've got room for them all,

Dm Am Dm Am Dm EmSo round 'em up, boys, 'cause I want some more toys in the lot by the grocery store.

ChorusAm Em Dm Am Dm C

To me way, hey, tow them away! The Lincoln Park Pirates are we!Dm Am Dm Am Dm Em

From Willamette to Gary, there's none that's so hairy, and we always collect our fee!Am Em Dm Am Dm C

To me way, hey, tow them away! We plunder the streets of your town.Dm Am Dm Am Dm Am

Be it Edsel or Chevy, there's no car too heavy, and no-one can make us shut down!

Am Dm Am Dm CWe break into cars when we gotta, with hammer and pickaxe and saw;

Dm Am Dm Am Dm EmAnd they said this garage had no license - hah! Little care I for the law!

Am Dm Am Dm CAll our drivers are friendly and courteous; their good manners you always will get;

Dm Am Dm Am Dm Em'Cause they all are recent gra-duates of the charm school in Joliet.

Chorus

Am Dm Am Dm CAnd when all the cars are collected, and all of their fenders are ruined,

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The Lincoln Park Pirates

Dm Am Dm Am Dm EmThen I'll tow all the boats in Belmont Harbor to the Lincoln Park Lagoon;

Am Dm Am Dm CAnd when I've collected the ransom, and sunk all the ones that won't yield;

Dm Am Dm Am DmThen I'll tow all the planes that are blocking the runways at Midway, O'Hare, and Meigs

Em Field!

Am Em Dm Am Dm CTo me way, hey, tow them away! The Lincoln Park Pirates are we!

Dm Am Dm Am Dm EmFrom Willamette to Gary, there's none that's so hairy, and we always collect our fee!

Am Em Dm Am Dm CTo me way, hey, tow them away! Now citizens, gather around!

Dm Am Dm Am Dm AmAnd I think it's enough, let's call his bluff, let's throw the bum out of town!

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Am C Dm Em

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Sloop John B (Key of C) by Richard Le Gallienne, (1917)

C . . Csus4 | C . . . | . . . Csus4 | C . . . | We come on--- de Sloop John B. My grand---- father and me

. . . . | C/g . . . | G7 . . G7sus4 | G7 . Round--- Nas-sau town--- we did roam---

. . | C . . . | C7 . . . | F . . . | Fm . . Drinking all night---------- got in a fight------------

. | C . . . | G7 . . . | C . . Csus4 | C . . . Well I feel so broke-up--- I wanna go home--------- | C . . Csus4 | C . . . | Chorus: So hoist up--- de John B sails----

C . . Csus4 | C . . . | See how--- de main sail sets----

. . . . | C/g . . . | G7 . . G7sus4 | G7 . Send for de Cap-tain Shore--- ! Let me go home------- !

. . | C . . . | C7 . . . | F . . . | Fm . . Let me go home---------- Let me go home----------

. | C . . . | G7 . . . | C . . Csus4 | C . . . Well I feel so broke-up--- I wanna go home-------- | C . . Csus4 | . . . . | . . . Csus4 | C . . . De first-mate--- he got--- drunk--- broke in--- de Cap-tain’s trunk---

| . . . . | C/g . . . | G7 . . G7sus4 | G7 . De consta-ble had to come--- and take him a--- way-----------

. . | C . . . | C7 . . . | F . . . | Fm . . Sheriff John Stone--------- why don’t you leave me a--- lone------------ ?

. | C . . . | G7 . . . | C . . Csus4 | C . . Well I feel so broke-up--- I wanna go home----------

. | C . . Csus4 | C . . . | Chorus: So hoist up--- de John B sails----

C . . Csus4 | C . . . | See how--- de main sail sets----

. . . . | C/g . . . | G7 . . G7sus4 | G7 . Send for de cap-tain Shore--- ! Let me go home------- !

. . | C . . . | C7 . . . | F . . . | Fm . . Let me go home---------- Let me go home----------

. | C . . . | G7 . . . | C . . Csus4 | C . . . I feel so broke-up--- I wanna go home--------

| C . . Csus4 | C . . . | . . . Csus4 | C . . . | De poor cook--- he got--- fits tro’ way--- all de grits

. . . . | C/g . . . | G7 . . G7sus4 | G7 . Den he--- took an’ eat-up--- all o’my corn!

. . C . . . | C7 . . . | F . . . | Fm . . . Let me go home----------- I wanna go home---------- !

| C . . . | G7 . . . | C . . Csus4 | C . . Dis is de worst trip--- since I-I been born-------- ! . | C . . Csus4 | C . . . | Chorus: So hoist up--- de John B sails----

C . . Csus4 | C . . . | See how--- de main sail sets----

. . . . | C/g . . . | G7 . . G7sus4 | G7 . Send for de cap-tain Shore--- ! Let me go home------- !

. . | C . . . | C7 . . . | F . . . | Fm . . Let me go home---------- Let me go home----------

. | C . . . | G7 . . . | C . . Csus4 | C . . I feel so broke-up--- I wanna go home--------

. | C . . . | G7 . . . | C . . G7\ | C\ I feel so broke-up--- I wanna go home----------- !

San Jose Ukulele Club (v3b - 5/7/18)

Blow The Man Down

C Am C Am I’ll sing you a song a good song of the sea C Am Dm G Way – hey, blow the man down. Dm G Dm G I trust that you’ll join in the chorus with me; G7 C Give me some time to blow the man down. Chorus: C Am C Am Blow the mand down, bully, blow the man down; C Am Dm G Way – hey, blow the man down. Dm G Dm G Blow the man down, boys, from Liverpool town; G7 C Give me some time to blow the man down. C Am C Am As I was a-walking down Paradise street; C Am Dm G Way – hey, blow the man down. Dm G Dm G A handsome young damsel I happened to meet; G7 C Give me some time to blow the man down. C Am C Am At the pub down on Lime street I then went a-stray; C Am Dm G Way – hey, blow the man down. Dm G Dm G I drank enough stout for to fill Galway Bay; G7 C Give me some time to blow the man down. (Repeat Chorus)

C Am C Am The next I remember I woke in the dawn; C Am Dm G Way – hey, blow the man down. Dm G Dm G On a tall Yankee clipper, bound round Cape Horn; G7 C Give me some time to blow the man down.

C Am C Am Come all ye young fellows who follow the sea C Am Dm G Way – hey, blow the man down. Dm G Dm G Beware of the drink whenever it’s free; G7 C Give me some time to blow the man down.

Jamaica Farewell Rev:06/11/2019 

Intro: G(4), C(4), D7(4), G(4)  calypso strum  G                                            C Down the way where the nights are gay                 (G               D7)                   G And the sun shines daily on the mountain top                                 C I took a trip on a sailing ship                       D7                             G And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop  Chorus: 

              G                       Am But I'm sad to say I'm on my way D7                               G Won't be back for many a day                                                       Am My heart is down, my head is turning around                D7                               G                         G    C    D7    G I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town  

 G                                 C Sounds of laughter everywhere                  (G          D7)            G            And the dancing girls sway to and fro                                   C I must declare my heart is there                        D7                                  G Though I've been from Maine to Mexico ‐> Chours  G                              C Down the market you can hear              (G         D7)                     G Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear                              C Ackee rice, salt fish are nice                 D7                         G And the rum is fine any time of year ‐> Chours  G                                           C  Down the way where the nights are gay                 (G               D7)                        G And the sun shines daily on the mountain top                                 C I took a trip on a sailing ship                       D7                             G And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop ‐> Chours 

What shall we do with a drunken sailor Rev:06/11/2019 

[Am] What shall we do with a drunken sailor? [G] What shall we do with a drunken sailor? [Am] What shall we do with a drunken sailor? [G] Early in the [Am] mornin'? 

Chorus: 

[Am] Hoo‐ray and up she rises [G] Hoo‐ray and up she rises [Am] Hoo‐ray and up she rises [G] Early in the [Am] mornin' 

[Am] Put him in a long boat 'til he's sober [G] Put him in a long boat 'til he's sober [Am] Put him in a long boat 'til he's sober [G] Early in the [Am] mornin' 

Chorus:  [Am] Pull out the plug and wet him all over [G] Pull out the plug and wet him all over [Am] Pull out the plug and wet him all over [G] Early in the [Am] monin’ 

Chorus: 

[Am] That's what we do with a drunken sailor [G] That's what we do with a drunken sailor [Am] That's what we do with a drunken sailor [G] Early in the [Am] mornin' 

Chorus