Trad. belongs to a family of musicians who have been active for a very long time. Although the lines of descendancy are not entirely clear, Trad. appears to be related to the famous Anonymous family from the European Middle Ages.
Intro:
Capo 2nd fret (sounding key A major)
One verse intro (w/harp)
C . Dm . Em . Dm Do you remember Bob Gibson? C . Dm . Em . Dm [harmonica] C . Dm . Em . F C . Dm . Em . Dm
C Dm Em Dm C . Dm . Em . F . Tell old Bill, when he comes home this morning, C Dm Em F G C/g G7 C/g G C/g G7 C/g Tell old Bill, when he comes home this evening, C Dm Em F Tell old Bill, when he comes home, C Dm Em F to leave them downtown girls alone,
G C/g G
Am
Down in some lone valley
D7 G C/g G
In a sad lonesome place
Am
Where the wild birds do warble
D
Their notes to increase
G C/g G
Farewell pretty Saro
Am D
I bid you Adieu
Am
But I dream of pretty Saro
G C/g G
Wherever I go
Am
Well my love she won't have me
D G
So I understand
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G C D
I'm a rambler and a gambler, I'm a long way from my home
G C G D
If the people don't like me, they can leave me alone
Come sit down beside me, come sit down right here
Come sit down long you want to, love you always to hear
When you get to Wyoming, a letter you'll see
If you get into trouble, just you write after me
For I once had a lover, Her age was 16
She's a flower of Belton, and a rose of Seline
Her parents was against me, now she is the same
G D7 G
Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother,
D Em
she's sleeping here right by my side.
C Am
And in her right hand a silver dagger
Em G D
she says that I can't be your bride.
All men are false, says my mother,
they'll tell you wicked, lovin' lies.
The very next evening they'll court another,
leave you alone to pine and sigh.
My daddy is - a handsome devil,
he's got a chain, five miles long.
And on every link a heart does dangle
G C/g G
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you
C/g G
Look away, you rollin' river
C/g G
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you
G C/g G
Look away, we're bound away
G/b C /b /a G
Across the wide Missouri.
Now the Missouri is a mighty river
Look away, you rollin' river
Indians camp along her border
Look away, we're bound away
Across the wide Missouri.
Well, a white man loved an Indian maiden
Look away, you rollin' river
With notions his canoe was laden
Look away, we're bound away