Back in the Saddle/Seattle Again (NWFL)

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1 Back in the Saddle/Seattle gain (NWL) Intro: (Last Line) -- m I m back in the saddle again 7 Out where a friend is a friend m Where the longhorn cattle feed on the lowly Jimson weed 7 Back in the saddle again Riding the range once more 7 Totin my old forty-four m Where you sleep out every night and the only law is right Back in the saddle again Whoopi ti yi yo, rockin to and fro. Back in the saddle again m Whoopi ti yi yay, I go my way. Back in the saddle again 7 m 7 m I m back in Seattle again 7 Out where a latte s your friend m Where the Boeing airplanes gleam and the Microsofties teem 7 Back in Seattle again Ridin the ferries once more 7 Leavin my troubles ashore m Where the ukuleles play and the skies are always gray Back in Seattle again Whoopi ti yi yo, sailin to and fro. Back in Seattle again m ( ) Whoopi ti yi yay, here I m gonna stay. Back in Seattle again

2 King of the Road Roger Miller, 1965 B m7 E 7 Trailers for sale or rent Rooms to let...fifty cents. B m7 E 7 No phone, no pool, no pets I ain t got no cigarettes B m7 h, but...two hours of pushin broom E 7 Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room 7 E 7 I m a man of means by no means King of the road. B m7 E 7 Third boxcar, midnight train estination...bangor, Maine. B m7 E 7 Old worn out suits and shoes, E I don t pay no union dues, B m7 E 7 I smoke old stogies I have found Short, but not too big around 7 E 7 I m a man of means by no means King of the road. I know every engineer on every train E 7 ll of their children, and all of their names nd every handout in every town E 7 nd every lock that ain t locked when no one s around. (I sing...) 61

3 Ragtime ow Boy Joe (NWL) Words by rant larke, Music by Lewis Muir & Maurice brahams 1912 Popularized post-wwii by Jo Stafford and in the 60s by the hipmunks m m Out in rizona where the bad men are, m nd the only friend to guide you is an Eve ning star, m m 7 The roughest toughest man by far, is Ragtime owboy Joe. 7 ot his name from singing to the cows and sheep Ev ry night they say he sings the herd to sleep, m m 7 In a basso rich and deep, rooning soft and low. m 7 m 7 HORUS: (aster!) He always sings, raggy music to the cattle, s he swings, back and forward in the saddle, 7 On a horse, that is syncopated, gaited, m 7 nd there s such a funny meter to the roar of his repeater. How they run, when they hear that fellow s gun, Because the Western folks all know, 7 He s a high-faluting, scooting, shooting 7 Son-of-a-gun from rizona, Ragtime ow Boy Joe. 7 7 (last time): Ragtime ow Boy (Talk about your ow Boy) 7-7- Ragtime ow Boy Joe. m m ressed up ev ry Sunday in his Sunday clothes, m He beats it for the village where he always goes, m m 7 nd ev ry girl in town is Joe s, cause he s a ragtime bear. 7 When he starts a spieling on the dance hall floor, No one but a lunatic would start a war, m m 7 Wise men know his forty four, Makes men dance for fair. (horus) 7 irst Note 7 Intro: Slow -m--m

4 OBLI OBL (5/3/11) (Intro: ) esmond has a barrow in the market place Molly is the singer in a band esmond says to Molly, irl I like your face, nd Molly says this as she takes him by the hand [horus 1]: m + / Obladi oblada life goes on bra Lala how the life goes on m + / Obladi oblada life goes on bra (*) Lala how the life goes on esmond takes a trolley to the jeweler s store Buys a twenty-carat golden ring Takes it back to Molly waiting at the door nd as he gives it to her she begins to sing. [horus 1] Obladi oblada [horus2] 7-7 In a couple of years they have built a home sweet home ~~~~ With a couple of kids running in the yard of esmond & Molly Jones. Happy ever after in the market place esmond lets the children lend a hand Molly stays at home and does her pretty face nd in the evening she still sings it with the band. [horus 1] Obladi oblada [horus2] In a couple of years Happy ever after in the market place Molly lets the children lend a hand esmond stays at home and does his pretty face nd in the evening she s a singer with the band. [horus 1] Obladi oblada NOTE final ending below!!! m + (*) = [End of last chorus] Lala how the life goes on nd if you want some fun, take Obladi-blada! /rings out

5 Hanalei Moon Words & Music by Robert Nelson, 1974 Intro vamp: (x2) 7 ( 7 ) When you see Hanalei by moonlight, m7 7 7 You will be in Heaven by the sea. ( 7 ) Every breeze, Every wave will whisper, m7 7 ( 7 + ) You are mine. on t ever go away. ( 7 ) Hanalei, 7 7 m7 m7 aug aug Hanalei Moon 7 B b -B bm - 7 Is lighting beloved Kaua i. ( 7 ) Hanalei, Hanalei Moon, 7 ( 7 to top) ( 7 to last) loha no wau ia oe. Last time: 7 (Break & ritard) loha no wau ia, B b B bm maj7 Hana-lei Moon. Bb Bbm maj7 Bb Bbm maj7 rranged for ukulele for the Seattle Ukulele Players ssociation, 2007 (

6 olsom Prison Blues Words & Music by Johnny ash (and ordon Jenkins), 1955 I hear the train a-comin, it s rollin round the bend, ( ) nd I ain t seen the sunshine, since I don t know when. 7 I m stuck in olsom Prison, and time keeps draggin on. 7 But that train keeps a rollin on down to San ntone. When I was just a baby, my mama told me, Son, ( ) lways be a good boy. on t ever play with guns. 7 But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die. 7 When I hear that whistle blowin, I hang my head and cry. 7 7 I bet there s rich folk eatin in a fancy dinin car. ( ) They re prob ly drinkin coffee and smokin big cigars. 7 But I know I had it comin, know I can t be free. 7 But those people keep a-movin, and that s what tortures me. Well if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine, ( ) I bet I d move it on a little farther down the line, 7 ar from olsom Prison, that s where I want to stay. 7 nd I d let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away. 37

7 aydream Believer Words and music by John Stewart, 1967, performed by The Monkees m7 Oh I could hide neath the wings m B b Of the bluebird as she sings. m7 7 The six o clock alarm would never ring. m7 But it rings and I rise m B b Wipe the sleep out of my eyes. m7 7 My shaving razor s cold and it stings. m7 m Bb m7 m7 m Bb m7 HORUS (twice): B b 7 m heer up sleepy Jean B b 7 m B b Oh what can it mean, to a B b aydream believer and a m 7 Homecoming queen. 7 7 You once thought of me m m7 s a white knight on his steed. m7 7 Now you know how happy I can be. m7 Oh, and our good times start and end m B b B b Without dollar one to spend m7 7 But how much, baby, do we really need? rranged for ukulele for the Seattle Ukulele Players ssociation, 2006 (

8 herry Pink (& pple Blossom White) Music by Louiguy (Louis ugliemi), rech lyrics by Jacques Larue/English lyrics by Mack avid, 1951 m /N m It s cherry pink and apple blossom white /N When your true lover comes your way m It s cherry pink and apple blossom white /N The poets say. m m m The story goes that once a cherry tree /N Beside an apple tree did grow, m nd there a boy once met his bride to be Long, long ago. The boy looked into her eyes; It was a sight to enthrall. The breezes joined their sighs; The blossoms started to fall. nd, as they gently caressed, the lovers looked up to find /N The branches of the two trees were intertwined. m nd that is why the poets always write /N When there s a new moon bright above m It s cherry pink and apple blossom white ( ) When you re in love!

9 Surfin' US Music & Lyrics by Brian Wilson with co-writing credit to huck Berry, 1963 (N) (N) If everybody had an ocean, across the U.S.. (N) (N) Then everybody'd be surfin' like alifornia. (N) (N) You'd see them wearin' their baggies, huarachi sandals too (N) bushy bushy blonde hairdo. Surfin' U.S.. You'll catch 'em surfin' at el Mar, Ventura ounty Line (inside outside U.S..) (inside outside U.S..) Santa ruz and Tressels, ustralia's Nirabine (inside outside U.S..) (inside outside U.S..) ll over Manhattan, and down oheny way. (inside outside U.S..) (inside outside) (N) (N) Everybody's gone surfin', surfin' U.S.. (N) (N) We'll all be plannin' out a route we're gonna take real soon (N) (N) We're waxin' down our surf boards. We can't wait for June. (N) (N) We'll all be gone for the summer. We're on safari to stay. (N) Tell the teacher we're surfin', surfin' U.S.. t Haggarty's and Swami's, Pacific Palisades (inside outside U.S..) (inside outside U.S..) San Onofre and Sunset, Redondo Beach, L.. (inside outside U.S..) (inside outside U.S..) ll over La Jolla and Waiamea Bay (inside outside U.S..) (inside outside) (N) (N) Everybody's gone surfin', surfin' U.S.. (repeat 3 times) irst Note: If... 97

10 Sweet Pea Words & Music by mos Lee, 2006 Intro: m Sweet Pea, apple of my eye m on t know when and I don t know why, 7 7 ( 7 ) 7 You re the only reason I keep on coming home. 7 Sweet Pea, what s all this about? m on t get your way all you do is fuss and pout. 7 7 You re the only reason I keep on coming home. () 7 I m like the Rock of ibralter, I always seem to falter, m nd the words just get in the way. Oh I know I m gonna crumble, 7 m 7 7 m 7 I m trying to stay humble, 7 But I never think before I say... (Instrumental verse, then bridge and last verse, below) Optional 2nd position ending 7 Sweet Pea, keeper of my soul, m I know sometimes I m outa control. 7 7 You re the only reason I keep on coming You re the only reason I keep on coming ( 7 ) You re the only reason I keep on coming home. (or optional last line) 7(2) (2) 7(2) (2) You re the only reason I keep on coming home. 7 (2) 7 100

11 (Riff) West Seattle irls Brian Wilson/Mike Love/an Schindler 9 Well down town girls are hip, I really dig those styles they wear nd the Burien girls with the way they talk They knock me out when I m down there 9 The south sound farmer s daughters really make you feel alright nd the Ballard girls with the way they kiss They keep their boyfriends warm at night 9 E 7 9 (horus) I wish they all could be West Seattle m7 I wish they all could be West Seattle m7 I wish they all could be West Seattle girls 9 Se-attle has no sunshine, So the girls don t get too tanned I dig a ore-tex parka on a Vashon island doll By a pine tree in the sand I been all around this Puget Sound 9 nd I seen all kinds of girls Yeah, but I couldn t wait to get over the bridge Back to the cutest girls in the world m7 m7 m7 m7 (horus) (Riff) Beach boy Riff n 2 & 3 n 4 & oda (repeat to fade): I wish they all could be West Seattle girls (X 3) (wish they all could be West Seattle... X 3) (Riff fade) n 2 & 3 n 4 & Hold the 1 and the 3 count an extra half beat 113