Bard Songbook
An example project
A set of a few non-copyrighted songs.
Danny Boy . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .   3
Handsome Molly . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .              4
Whiskey in the Jar . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .            5
Wild Mountain Thyme . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .                     7
      Danny Boy
      English ballad
    G7          C                 C7       F
 1. Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
                   C        Em        F         G7
    From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
                     C               C7         F
    The summer’s gone, and all the flowers are dying
                 C        Dm     G7     C
    Tis you, tis you must go and I must bide.
     G7             Am         F          G7    C
Ch1. But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow
                    Am      F            Em       D7 G7
     Or when the valley’s hushed and white with snow
                 C       F              C Am
     Tis I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow.
                  C              F     G7      C
     Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so.
 2.   And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
      And I am dead, as dead I well may be
      You’ll come and find the place where I am lying
      And kneel and say an “Ave” there for me.
Ch2. And     I shall hear, though soft you tread above me
      And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
      If you’ll not fail to tell me that you love me
      I’ll sleep in peace until you come to me.
                                                            3
     Handsome Molly
     U.S. Old-time
     G
1.   I wish I was in London
                             D
     Or some other seaport town
     D
     I’d step my foot on a steamboat
                         G
     And sail the ocean round
2.   While sailing round the ocean
     While sailing round the sea
     I’d think of Handsome Molly
     Wherever she may be
3.   I went to church last Sunday
     She passed me on by
     I knew her mind was changing
     By the roving of her eye
4.   Her hair as black as a Raven’s
     Her eyes were black as coal
     Her teeth just like lilies
     Out in the morning cold
5.   Now do you remember Molly
     When you gave me your right hand
     Said if you ever married
     Then I’d be the man
6.   Now you’ve broke your promise
     Go marry whom you please
     My heart is broken
     ‘Til I get some ease
4
      Whiskey in the Jar
      Irish traditional
          C
1.    As I was a goin’ over
            Am
      The far famed Kerry mountains
        F
      I met with Captain Farrell and his
      C
      Money he was counting
      C
      I first produced my pistol
              Am
      And I then produced my rapier
               F
      Saying “Stand and deliver,
           C
      For you are a bold deceiver!”
              G
Ch.   Mush-a ring dum-a do dum-a da
      C
      Whack for me daddy-o
      F
      Whack for me daddy-o
              C       G      C
      There’s whiskey in the jar
2.    I counted out his money
      And it made a pretty penny
      I put it in me pocket
      And I took it home to Jenny
      She sighed and she swore
      That she never would deceive me
      But the devil take the women
      For they never can be easy
      Ch.
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3.   I went up to my chamber
     All for to take a slumber
     I dreamt of gold and jewels
     And for sure ’t was no wonder
     But Jenny drew me charges
     And she filled them up with water
     Then sent for captain Farrell
     To be ready for the slaughter
     Ch.
4.   ‘Twas early in the morning
     Just before I rose to travel
     Up comes a band of footmen
     And likewise captain Farrell
     I first produced me pistol
     For she stole away me rapier
     I couldn’t shoot the water
     So a prisoner I was taken
     Ch.
6
     Wild Mountain Thyme
     Irish & Scottish traditional
           G         C    G
1.   O the summer time has come
              C                G
     And the trees are sweetly bloomin’
              C    G        Em
     And the wild mountain thyme
            C            Am      C
     Grows around the bloomin’ heather
             G C       G
     Will ye go lassie go?
              C      G                C    G        Em
Ch. And we’ll all go together to pull wild mountain thyme
        C           Am       C               G C       G
    All around the bloomin’ heather, will ye go lassie go?
2.   I will build my love a bower
     By yon cool crystal fountain
     And round it I will pile
     All the wild flowers o’ the mountain.
     Will ye go lassie go? Ch.
3.   I will range through the wilds
     And the deep glen sae dreamy
     And return wi’ their spoils
     Tae the bower o’ my dearie.
     Will ye go lassie go? Ch.
4.   If my true love she’ll not come
     Then I’ll surely find another
     To pull wild mountain thyme
     All around the bloomin’ heather.
     Will ye go lassie go? Ch.