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Noilly Pratt
08-09-2012, 06:00 PM
I think there are enough guitarists here in TehBasement to warrant this...I was away for 2 weeks camping and found it tough to find songs I could play along with. So, I had to do some research and find some.

So...here's the first sing-along-song I found. A great one to play around a campfire. I heard it on our local radio in 1996 (KISM 92.9 Bellingham to be exact)

Since I'm barely a singer, and barely a guitarist some would say, the songs I'll be posting should be singable to anyone who can kind of keep on key and playable by most amateur guitarists.

Feel free to add to this thread your party favourites...I will be doing so later. I'll also have a link full of websites to get free tablature and chords.

Anyway, here goes...

Cows With Guns - By Dana Lyons


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a5s5qGg01nE

Words & Chords


Cows With Guns by Dana Lyons, copyright 1996

Intro
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Am G Am


[Am]Fat and docile, big and dumb
They look so stupid, they aren't much fun
[G]Cows aren't [Am]fun

They eat to grow, grow to die
Die to be et at the hamburger fry
Cows well done

Nobody thunk it, nobody knew
No one imagined the great cow guru
Cows are one

He hid in the forest, read books with great zeal
He loved Che Guevera, a revolutionary...veal
Cow Tse Tongue

He spoke about justice, but nobody stirred
He felt like an outcast, alone in the herd
Cow doldrums

He mooed we must fight, escape or we'll die
Cows gathered around, cause the steaks were so high
Bad cow pun

But then he was captured, stuffed into a crate
Loaded onto a truck, where he rode to his fate
Cows are bummed

He was a scrawny calf, who looked rather woozy
No one suspected he was packing an Uzi
Cows with guns

They came with a needle to stick in his thigh
He kicked for the groin, he pissed in their eye
Cow well hung

Knocked over a tractor and ran for the door
Six gallons of gas flowed out on the floor
Run cows run!

He picked up a bullhorn and jumped up on the hay

<Spoken>

We are free roving bovines, we run free...today

We will [F]fight for bovine [C]freedom
And [E]hold our large heads [Am]high
We will [F]run free with the [C]Buffalo, or [E]die
Cows with [Am]guns

They crashed the gate in a great stampede
Tipped over a milk truck, torched all the feed
Cows have fun

Sixty police cars were piled in a heap
Covered in cow pies, covered up deep
Much cow dung

Black smoke rising, darkening the day
Twelve burning McDonalds, have it your way

We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns

The President said "enough is enough

These uppity cattle, its time to get tough"
Cow dung flung

The newspapers gloated, folks sighed with relief
Tomorrow at noon, they would all be ground beef
Cows on buns

The cows were surrounded, they waited and prayed
They mooed their last moos,
they chewed their last hay
Cows out gunned

<Spoken>

The order was given to turn cows to whoppers
Enforced by the might of ten thousand coppers
But on the horizon surrounding the shoppers

Came the deafening roar of chickens in choppers

We will fight for bovine freedom
And hold our large heads high
We will run free with the Buffalo, or die
Cows with guns

DemonGeminiX
08-09-2012, 06:32 PM
Personally, I can't stand the 2 songs I'm about to mention, but they go over well with the denizens in the coastal GA/FL communities, so it's a good idea to learn them if you're gonna be near the coastline near drunk people:

Jimmy Buffet - Margaritaville and Van Morrison - Brown Eyed Girl.

Hal-9000
08-09-2012, 06:36 PM
Brown Eyed Girl is a masterpiece :x

Teh One Who Knocks
08-09-2012, 06:37 PM
Brown Eyed Girl is a masterpiece :x

It was good the first 3852309847630298657203709384763024897 times I heard it :|

Hal-9000
08-09-2012, 06:38 PM
*sings*

You're myyyyyyyyyyyy ...brown eyed girl :tup:

PorkChopSandwiches
08-09-2012, 07:15 PM
I like that song because it reminds my of little balloon knots

DemonGeminiX
08-09-2012, 08:42 PM
It was good the first 3852309847630298657203709384763024897 times I heard it :|

It wasn't good the first time I heard it. It got worse every other time I've heard it.... every one of the 5782634284027254828934839465728284191948492784 times I've heard it.

:|

Noilly Pratt
08-09-2012, 08:59 PM
Brown-Eyed girl has a cool bass line and I read a "how to write a great song" book and it dissected Margaritaville as being one of the best...

Brown Eyed Girl - Van Morrison. Sorry - the lack of proportional spacing in the quote means it won't be visible as right under the right word where the chord change is.



G C G D7 G
Hey, where did we go days when the rain came

C G D7 G
Down in the hollow playing a new game

C G
Laughing, and a running, hey, hey

D7 G C
Skipping and a jumping in the misty morning fog,

G D7 C D7 G Em
with our hearts a thumpin' and you, my brown eyed girl

C D7 G D7
You, my brown eyed girl

Whatever happened to Tuesday and so slow
Going down to the old mine
With a transistor radio
Standing in the sunlight laughing
Hiding behind a rainbow's wall
Slipping and a sliding
All aling the waterfall
With you, my brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl

bridge:

D7
Do you remember when we used to sing

G C G D7
Sha la la la la la la la te da Just like that

G C G D7 G
Sha la la la la la la la te da la te da


Now that I'm all on my own
I saw you just the other day
My, how you have grown
Cast my memory back there Lord
Sometimes I'm overcome thinkin' 'bout it
Laughing and a running hey, hey
Behind the stadium
With you, my brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when we used to sing

D7 G C
Sha la la la la la la la[/FONT]


Margaritaville - Jimmy Buffet




INTRO
e|--5------5-----5-----3------5------|--5-----5-----5---3-----5--|
B|--7------7-----7-----5------7------|--7-----7-----7---5-----7--|
G|-----------------------------------|---------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------|---------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------|---------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------|---------------------------|

e|-7-------7-----7-----5------3------|-2--(whole note)-----------|
B|-8-------8-----8-----7------5------|-3-------------------------|
G|-----------------------------------|-2-------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------|-0-------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------|---------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------|---------------------------|


D
Nibblin on sponge cake, watchin the sun bake, all of those tourist covered
A
with oil. Strummin my six string, on my front porch swing, smell those
D D7
shrimp there beginnin' to boil.
G A D D7 G A D D7
Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.
G A D A G A D
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's nobody's fault

D
Don't know the reason, I stayed here all season. Nothin to show but this
A
brand new tattoo. But it's a real beauty, a Mexican cutie, how it got here
D D7
I haven't a clue.
G A D D7 G A D D7
Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.
G A D A G A
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, now I think, hell it could
D
be my fault.

e|--5--5--5--3—-5----5--5--5--3--2-----5--5--7--5--5—-3—-2—-0--|
B|--7--7--7--5--7----7--7--7--5--3-----7--7--8—-7--7—-5—-3—-2--|
G|-------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------------|

e|--7--7--10--10—-9----9---9---9---9-----2--5--5--2—-7—-5—-3-—2—-3—-2----|
B|--8--8--12--12--10- -10--10--10--10---------------------------------3--|
G|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------------------|


e|--3--3--3--2—-0----2--2--2--0--------------------------------|
B|--5--5--5--3--2----3--3--3--2--3-----------------------------|
G|-------------------------------2-----------------------------|
D|-------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-------------------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------------|


D
I blew out my flip flop, stepped on a pop top, cut my heal had to cruise on
A
back home. But there's booze in the blender, and soon it will render, that
D D7
frozen concoction that helps me hang on.
G A D D7 G A D D7
Wastin away again in Margaritaville, searchin for my lost shaker of salt.
G A D A G A
Some people claim that there's a woman to blame, but I know, it's my own
D D7 G A D A G
damn fault. Yes and, some people claim that there's a woman to blame, and
A D
I know, it's my own damn fault.

DemonGeminiX
08-09-2012, 09:11 PM
:|

You know, Noilly, I used to like you.





























I'm kidding. :lol:

Noilly Pratt
08-09-2012, 09:38 PM
:|

You know, Noilly, I used to like you.





























I'm kidding. :lol:

:hater:

:lol:

:cheerlead:Now you're just somebody that I used to know...somebodyyyyyyy......:cheerlead:

DemonGeminiX
08-09-2012, 09:40 PM
:lol:

Oh God...