MY OWN MAN © Michael Lee Seiler 11-03-07
(capo 2 for E) click 96
(First verse & chorus soft, finger pick…. song builds to end.)
D/E A7sus Em6/D A7sus A7
You should try bein' real, 'Stead of puttin’ me down.
In your mind, you're so cool, I'm tired of foolin' around.
Em A7sus/A7 Em A7
Think I'll take a stand. Tired of wearin' your brand.
Got just one thing to say, Tired of livin’ your way.
(intstrumental) D/E A7sus Em5/D A7sus (repeat)
You told me what to do, An' like a fool, I did it too.
Tried so hard to fit in, Now my patience's grown thin.
So I'm takin' a stand, Tired of wearin' your brand.
Got just one thing to say, Tired of livin' your way.
(building instrumental w/Pick) (same as above, but bolder)
(optional verse)
This has gone on too long, And it feels way to wrong,
Will I ever be me, If you don’t set me free.
So I’m takin’ a stand, Tired of wearin’ your brand.
Got just one thing to say, Tired of livin’ your way.
(building instrumental)
Glad I'm not like you! With your idea of what is cool.
Now I know who I am! Gonna be my own man.
So I'm takin' a stand. Tired of wearin’ your brand.
Got just one thing to say, Tired of livin’ your way,
(instrumental bold version of above lines with overlay of tag)
I'm my own man... I'm my own man...
I'm my own man... I'm my own man...my own man.
© copyright Michael Lee Seiler
SINGIN' THE BLUES Ab7 1-4-5
My friends all write stories & wrap them in a song,
And sing them out to please you all from sundown clear to dawn.
Ya, they got the way of sayin’ things to make you understand,
There's a whole lot to be said about a woman and a man.
But what I got to tell you shouldn't be surprising news,
Seems like all I got to sing about's the Blues!.
They sing so sweetly, brings tears to your eyes,
'Bout how the Sun keeps shining, & clear, blue, blue, blue skies.
They make you want to sing and shout to the Lord above,
About how wonderful it feels to be so deep in love,
But what I got to tell you shouldn't be surprising news,
Seems like all I got to sing about's the Blues!
(chorus)
Well baby you been sitting there for such a long long time,
Smiling and a laughing and sipping on your wine,
But who is it you're smiling for? It surely isn't me,
Cause ever time you look this way I'm not the one you see!
Well I can sit & listen to Seth & Daisy May.
Their songs are so uplifting in oh so many ways.
And man gotta tell you, I really love their style,
I love the way they turn a phrase, it makes it all worthwhile.
But what I gotta tell you shouldn't be surprising news,
Seems like all I got to sing about's, the Blues!
(repeat chorus, first verse and tag out)
© copyright Michael Lee Seiler May 2007
DON'T CRY FOR ME click 152 Michael Lee 2006 D
(CHORUS)
D A E D A E D A E
Don't cry for me, Don't shed a tear. Don't cry for me,
D A E
Oooh, ooh, oh.
A E
I've been all around this world.
Seen people hand in hand.
Smiles on all of their faces,
Down to every last man,
So,...(Chorus with "Jesus, is near")
Well I've danced me some dances,
And I drank me some wine.
And I had me some romances,
Ooh, a couple of times.
So,...(Chorus with "Jesus is near")
Now my life, it has been full,
And I sing praises to His name!
Oh and I thank the Lord,
For keepin' me sane!
So, don't cry for me, No, don't shed a tear.
Don't cry for me, 'cause Jesus is near.
No,..(repeat Chorus with " Jesus is near....Jesus is near...Jesus is HERE!")
© copyright Michael Lee Seiler
Mississippi Blues Michael Lee Seiler May 2006 click 96 Ab7
(chorus)Ab7 Db9 Eb9
Ab7 Db9 Ab7
Just 'cause I ain't lived in Mississippi, Don't mean I never lived the blues.
Db9 Ab7
Cause I ain’t never lived in Mississippi, Don’t mean I never lived the blues.
Eb9 D9 Db9 Ab7 Db9 Ab7 Eb9
'Cause if I lived in Mississippi, I Never would’a lived with you!
I ain't never picked no cotton,
(girl)You know this much is true. (repeat)
Oh, but I paid the price, (Girl), when I picked you.
Well, I been to Mississippi,
And the people there are fine. (repeat)
They ain't nothing like you (girl). They are so good and kind.
(chorus) or instrumental
You told me that you loved me,
Said you always would be true. (repeat)
But Babe you never meant it, And tore my little heart in two.
Well it's hot in Mississippi,
And the work is hard you see. (repeat)
But the work in Mississippi, Ain’t half as hard as you've been on me.
(chorus) or instrumental
(softer)
Think I'll move to Mississippi,
Maybe I won't be so blue. (repeat)
'Cause if I live in Mississippi, I'll never have to live with you!
(chorus) optional
© copyright Michael Lee Seiler May 2006
The Ballad of Sarah and Simon (capo 2 w/drop E) © copyright Michael Lee Seiler. 9-3-06
D G D
Sarah married Simon & much to my great glee,
A
They had lots of children, and one of them had me.
D G D
They lived around a corner, back upon a farm,
A
And I was just a little boy when Jesus called them home.
Simon was a farmer, He worked in dirt and clay,
Turnin’ over busted sod, nearly every day,
But never on a Sunday, T'was his day of rest.
Ain’t it just like Jesus to take the very best.
Jesus sent for Sarah, in the Spring of '62.
Took away her from her sufferin‘, and gave her life Anew.
But it broke my Grampa's heart, not to hear her call his name.
So he gave up all his livin‘, just to be with her again.
The fam'ly laid them both to rest in a place called Pettysville.
Underneath a big pink stone, high upon a hill.
Sometimes I will stop & rest and gaze upon that stone,
Cause I was just a little boy, when Jesus called them home.
Now just a few stones down from there, my parents are at rest.
Ya, ain't it like our Savior, to take the very best.
It's only been a year or so, since we laid my father down,
But I was still his little boy, when Jesus called him home.
Some day I'll see them all again, how wondrous that will be.
They'll all come a runnin’, just to welcome me.
That's the day that these old bones will never have to roam.
Cause that’s the day that Jesus’, gonna come and take me home. (repeat Verse # 1)
OUT OF TOWN MLS 9-09-06
Ab7 1-4-5
The moon, it don't shine quite so bright, The Sun has lost all it's luster.
And neon, it don't look quite right. The wind has lost all it's bluster.
I don’t really mean to complain, But I’m slowly going insane,
It just ani't the same... When she's out-a-town
The phone, it just don't wanna ring, And singers, they don't wanna sing.
The birds, they don't care if they fly, I feel like I wanna die.
I can’t tell if it’s cold or it’s hot. I guess I really miss her a lot,
It just ain't the same, When she's out-a-town.
(CHORUS)
All the people I meet, out on the street,
All walk around, Wearing a frown.
There ain't no kids down in the park,
The street lights a running on dark
I don't really mean to complain,
But I'm slowly going insane
It just ain't the same.....
When she's out-a-town
My coffee looks more like a tea, The preacher can't seem to reach me.
My friends aren't inclined to hang round, They tell me I'm feeling too down.
I can’t tell if it’s cold or it’s hot, yeah, I really miss her a lot.
It just ain't the same, When she's out-a-town..........
(repeat CHORUS) (repeat verse 1, and tag out)
© copyright Michael Lee Seiler August 2006
SWEET BOYNE MLS, April 12 2008 capo 2 for (E)
D G2
‘Tis many the days, I’ve cherised this land.
D G2
With Trees so majestic, and rivers so grand.
D G2
And it pulls at my heart, each time I must leave.
D G2
The Joy that I feel here, you could not believe.
A G2 A D G2
(optn’l) For Boyne, Dear Boyne,) Boyne, Sweet Boyne
D G2 D G2
Oh Boyne, Where clear waters flow. Boyne, where wild mushrooms grow.
D G2 D G2
Boyne, where the sky is so blue, Each time that I leave, breaks my heart right in two.
A D G2
For Boyne, Sweet Boyne.
I’m told that it’s named, for a land far away,
Where rivers run clear, and skies never gray.
And though I have never, been to this land,
I’m sure it falls short, of being as grand,
As Boyne, Sweet Boyne.
*Oh Boyne, where clear waters flow.
*Boyne , where tall Aspen grow.
*Boyne, where the sky is so blue.
*Each time that I leave, breaks my heart right in two.
*For Boyne, Sweet Boyne.
[Lightly] Now I’ve spent near a life-time, here in this land.
At the foot of the Throne, near the Sovereign’s Right Hand.
Where the sunset’s on fire, and the trees are aglow.
And the purest of white is the wind-driven snow. [Build]
Where the Brookies all smile, ‘cause their smarter than you.
And the whitetails abound, and the hard times are few.
And the people all love you, and pull you aside,
To show you the grandeur that God does provide,
In Boyne, Sweet Boyne
Oh Boyne, where the clear waters flow.
Boyne, where the tall pine trees grow.
Boyne, with the bluest of sky,
I swear that I’ll live here, the day that I die!
In Boyne, Sweet Boyne.
[lightly] Now, It’s more than a city, and more than a name.
It’s a feeling held deep in your core.
It’s a place in your heart, as wild as it’s tame.
Never knowing what God has in store.
In Boyne, Sweet Boyne,
Oh, Boyne, where clear waters flow. Boyne where, green forests grow.
Boyne, where the sky is so blue, If you have to leave her, she’ll break your heart too.
In Boyne, Sweet Boyne…..(repeat “Oh Boyne…”)[above]
In Boyne, Sweet Boyne, Lovely Boyne
© copyright Michael Lee Seiler 2008
COMIN' HOME click 112 MLS 8-13-06
intro E7 A7 B7: B7 Bb7 A7 E7: A7__B7
E7
Got me a woman, So pretty and fine,
Got me a woman and she's mine, oh mine,
A7 E7
I'm comin’ home, Baby, I'm comin’ home.
B7 Bb7 A7 E7 A7__B7
Comin’ home, Comin’ home, Cause home is where I belong.
She cooks my breakfast, she makes my bed,
And when I'm feelin’ low you know she holds my head,
So I’m a comin’ home, Baby, I’m comin’ home
Comin’ home, comin’ home, ‘cause home is where I belong.
I been away, yeah, I been gone,
And Lordy up above knows I been gone too long so I'm,
Comin’ home, Momma, I’m a comin’ home.
Comin’ home, comin’ home, ‘cause home is where I belong.
I might grab a bus, I might steal a car,
But man I gotta get there cause this life's too hard,
So I’m a comin’ home, Baby, I’m comin’ home.
Comin’ home, comin’ home, ‘cause home is where I belong.
Life on the road, ain't no life at all,
It keeps me from my baby, so if I have to crawl,
I’m gonna crawl on home, Honey, I’m comin’ home.
Comin’ home, comin’ home, ‘cause home is where I belong.
I might hop a train, I might take a plane,
But Lord if I don't get there, gonna go insane!
An’ I’m a comin’ home, Baby I’m comin’ home.
Comin’ home, comin’ home, ‘cause home is where I belong.
(repeat Verse #1…..& tag out…)
Comin’ home, comin’ home, ‘cause home is where I belong.
Comin’ home, comin’ home, ‘cause home is where I belong.
© copyright Michael Lee Seiler
CHANGING TIMES click 126 (capo 2) MLS 11-06-07
E
Tick tock, tick tock. tick tock, tick tock,
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
One clock's wrong, One clock's right.
One clock's day, one is night,
A D E
Tell me what, time it is...
One clock's fast, One clock's slow,
Don't know where, this is gonna go,
Tell me what, time it is...
Sixteen clocks, in this old joint,
Change 'em all, Tell me, what's the point?
Tell me what, time it is...
One is good, One is bad, One is happy, Now it's sad,
Tell me what, time it is...
Tell me what, time it is..Tell me what time it is
Tell me tell me what time it is..tick tock, tick tock..
Tell me what time it is, mister tell me what time it is...
I sprang forward, Now I'm back,
Wish someone, 'd, cut me some slack,
Tell me what, time it is...
Albert said, it's relative,
Were they mine or were they His!,
Tell me what, time it is, tell me what time it is,
Tell me what time it is, tell me tell me what time it is..
Tell me tell me tell me tell me......tell me what time it is..
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
Tick tock, tick tock, all the numbers on the clock,
Numbers here, numbers there hands a flyin’ every..(where)
Tell me what, time it is...
Wind the spring, Pull the chain, Forget the car, & go insane,
Buttons here toggles there, watch me pull out all my..(hair)
Tell me what, time it is...
Change the clock up in the tower,
Change the minutes, fix the hour,
Climb a ladder, Kick a chair, Hands are flyin‘, every..(where)
Tell me what, time it is.. tell me what time it is
Tell me tell me what time it is...
One clock’s Right, One is wrong.
Now it’s time to, End this song..
Tell me what, time it is, tell me what time it is……
(repeat last three tags together, the add "tell me's"...fade)
© copyright, Michael Lee Seiler Nov, 2007
IT’S HARD TO SING THE BLUES 5-7-08 MLS May 2008
C G C C7
It’s hard to sing the blues, when someone loves you.
F G C C7
It’s hard to drag your feet upon a cloud.
F G C F
It’s hard to sing the blues, when your heart’s not broke in two,
C G C (G)
It’s hard to sing the blues, when you’re in Love.
C G C C7
It’s hard to sing the blues, when you’re so happy,
F G C C7
‘Cause someone else, thinks the world of you.
F G C F
It’s really hard to frown, when your frown’s turned up-side-down,
C G C C7
It’s hard to sing the blues, when you’re in Love.
F C F G G7
Lady, you’ve set my world on fire. My empty heart’s now laden with desire.
F G C F
With your love so sweet, you make me feel complete,
C G C G
It’s hard to sing the blues, when you’re in Love.
C G C F G C C7
How is it that, I can feel so giddy. When all my life I’ve lived in so much pain.
F G C F
Now every day is bright, ‘cause it’s filled up with your light,
C G C (G to verse….C7 to chorus)
Instead of being filled up with the rain.
©Copyright Michael Lee Seiler May 2008
PUT THIS POOR BEAST DOWN MLS 5-16-07
E7
It sure as heck is dark, at the bottom of this hole,
A7
It's the kind of blackness that rips into your soul.
B7
It leaves you knowin‘, that, there ain't no place to go.
A7 B7 E7---B7
Would someone put this poor beast down.
There's no one here to turn to, that's the way it's gotta be.
The only one I've ever had to rely on has been me.
No one can understand, all the pain, I see,
Would someone put this poor beast down?
(CHORUS)
A7 E7
Would someone put, this poor beast down, Ain't he suffered quite enough?
A7 B7
He's been beat down, one too many times, All for the promise of love.
This coffee that I'm drinkin, is bitter on the tongue,
Just like the words you left me with, the ones that really stung.
You didn't have to leave that way, you didn't have to go,
Would someone put this poor beast down?
So tell me why it is, I have to plead and beg?
Even horses are considered, when they have a broken leg,
Why do I even have to suffer anyway?
Would someone put this poor beast down?
(CHORUS)
They don't let old dogs suffer that a way,
Even wolves, will take a deer that's gone astray,
Why do I even have to suffer anyway?
Would someone put this poor beast down,
Would someone put this poor beast down, (repeat...)
copyright Michael Lee Seiler May 16 2007
In the Boyne Michael Lee Seiler Aug. 2008
D G
Have you ever sat and you listened, of a stream that sparkled and glistened,
A G A
So full of wondrous fish, that don't ever make it to dish,
D G
Where a strike leads to glorious fight, through daylight and often ‘till night,
A G A
And just as the fish tires to net, the last surge's the strongest one yet,
G D
And it severs the line to prove, this monster you cannot remove, and,
A G
The fish we don't catch in the Boyne, are bigger then those,
A D
That you don't catch, in Horton's Creek.
Chorus
G D
From the Steelhead run in the Spring, to the fall run of Chinook & King,
G
Whether Brookies, or Rainbows or Browns,
A
From the Dam Road clear down to the town,
G D
A point that you cannot deny, whether using a worm or a fly, is
A G
The fish we don't catch in the Boyne, are bigger than those,
A D
That you don't catch in Horton's Creek.
In matters of un-quenching knowledge, you don't have to go to a college,
To know when a story's been stretched, when concerning that often "near catch"
Of a fish too large to believe, too large for the net to receive,
So I offer this notable song, to right an ongoing wrong,
Of a fact you cannot dispute, from a man you dare not repute, that
The fish we don't catch in the Boyne, are bigger than those,
That you don't catch in Horton's Creek.
It seems that there’s great pride & joy, in the streams that feed Charlevoix,
And the locals all gather to boast of the treasures their stream has to host. and
The rivalry’s gone on for years, discussed over vodka and beers,
Of the monsters that grow in the holes, that break lines and damage poles,
And I feel that we all must concede, to be taken where logic must lead, that
The fish we don’t catch in the Boyne, are bigger than those,
That you don’t catch in Horton’s Creek. ©copyright: Michael Lee Seiler 2008
NEVER BEEN LOVED capo 2 Feb. 4, 2008 MLS
G2 Em/D Cadd9 D
Never knew love, like this before, (oh Lord)
G2 Em/D Cadd9 D
Never been loved, like this before, (I met you)
Em/D D
You came to guide us, into your light,
Em/D Cadd9
From depths of darkness, & dead of night.
Em/D D
Lifted our burdens, filled us with grace,
Em/D Cadd9
Now all you seek, is worship & praise!
Never knew love, like this before, (oh Lord)
Never been loved, like this before, (I met you)
No one else has died for us, that we might live.
No one else has cared that much at all.
You alone are the rock, beneath our feet,
You forgive the weaknesses, of us all!
Never knew love, like this before, (oh Lord)
Never been loved, like this before, (I met you)
Even though we’ve fallen, you fill us with love,
As undeserving as we are.
You alone are worthy, of all our love,
We stand and praise you, and lift you up!
(Optional tags)
Never knew love, like this before (oh Lord)
Never been blessed, like this before, (You blessed me)
Never knew peace, Like this before (oh Lord)
Never felt grace, like this before, (Yours fell on me)
Never been healed, like this before, (oh Lord)
Never been loved like this before, (I met you)
© copyright 2008, Michael Lee Seiler
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WELCOME MLS Dec 14 2007
capo1, 2 click 72 (G2 C2 D)
G2 C2 G2 C2
The air is full of snowflakes, falling to the ground,
G2 C2 G2 C2
There's excitement everywhere, I can see it all around.
G2 C2 G2 C2
An' that star up in the sky, has guided us so long
G2 C2 D
We can't help it any longer, we just gotta sing this song!
G2 C2 G2 C2
This is Christmas! This is Christmas everyone.
G2 C2 D
Jesus came to save us! Let us welcome Christ the Son.
G2 C2 G2 C2
This is Christmas! Let us raise our voices high
G2 C2 D
This is Christmas, We are all blessed, you & I.
Blessed be our Savior, Who has come to be the King.
Over sin and sadness, let our voices ring.
He has come to save us so we never have to die.
Gather all together and lift His name on high!
(CHORUS)
This is Christmas!.........
(Repeat v1,CHORUS, tag out: “Let us welcome Christ the Son”
(c) copyright Michael Lee Seiler 2007
(C) copyright: Michael Lee Seiler 2008
E7 A B A
Tis the season to be Jo-olly
Hang the tinsel, hang the ho-olly,
Grab the angels, hang the balls,
Now it’s time to deck the halls & elf-yourself…
You Gotta elf-yourself
A E7 A B
When you got no one to please,
Gotta get down on your knees
Forget the birds, forget the bees, E7 A B A
You’re the one that you have to please, and elf-yourself, gotta elf-yourself
This ain’t supposed to be a lonely time
So grab a friend , uncork your fav’rite wine
Tis the season to just party down
Hop your sleigh and head into town, & elf-yourself…..
Gotta elf-yourself….
(Chorus)
No need to worry, don’t you fret
This right here’s an even bet,
You’re the one who can fix this thing,
Chime the bells make the season ring & elf-yourself
You gotta elf-yourself
(Chorus)
You don’t have to break no laws,
Just be your own Santa Clause, & elf-yourself, you gotta elf-yourself
Just elf-yourself, you just elf-yourself
I don’t understand your reason’s, but your self-righteousness is clear,
My Father’s father’s deeds, you disagree
My anger’s turned to sorrow, your story cut too deep,
Bootleg whiskey built a church, but the good you could not see.
Chorus:
How quickly we forget all the things that have been done.
For the greater good, over the needs of just the one.
When Selfless acts of love, endanger those who try to bring a little piece of Heaven,
Here on Earth, before they die.
In deep darkness and alone, as fast as he could go,
‘Cross that barely frozen river, he would fly.
He risked his life , both here on Earth, and for eternity,
To find a way to build a church, before he died.
(chorus)
Bridge:
He knew how much we needed, a house to worship in,
The only way to get it, involved a little sin.
Please look past the old man’s faults, and the way he got things done.
Forgive the deeds and focus on the truth.
Your place is not to judge, that right belongs only to God.
It’s up to Him to decide just what to do.
(chorus)
I write these words, in the hope you understand,
No matter what you think, he was just a man.
We’re all born in sin, but still we have to try ,
To bring a little piece of Heaven, here on Earth, before we die.
(Chorus)
(c) copyright Michael Lee Seiler 2008
I’m a musician, and I don’t play a fiddle,
I don’t play a fiddle, ‘cause I’m thick in the middle.
Being thick in the middle, If I played a fiddle, my belly would jiggle,
……….And the girls all would giggle.
I’m a musician and I don’t play a drum, I don’t play a drum
Folks’d say it was dumb. They’d say it was dumb,
If I played a drum, “Cause I ain’t got no rhythm
……….in my fingers or thumb.
I’m a musician & I don’t play a horn.
Ain’t played a horn since the day I was born.
If I’d played a horn from the day I was born, I’d be pretty good
……….at playin’ a horn
I’m a musician & I don’t play a flute. I don’t play a flute,
On a flute I don’t toot. I don’t toot on a flute so the whole thing is moot
I don’t give a hoot
………that I don’t play the flute
I’m a musician, and I don’t play a banjo. I don’t play a banjo
Just why?, well I don’t know. I don’t know just why, I don’t play a banjo
Perhaps you could tell me just why
………”cause I don’t know.
Well I don’t play a fiddle, and I don’t play a drum.
I don’t play a flute, and I don’t play a horn
I don’t play a banjo, just why/ well I don’t know
So tell me just what do I play?
Can you please just tell me today?
If you know!
(blues in E) Sarah Bishop & Michael L. Seiler © copyright Nov 2008
E7 A7
I’m ready to break down, To say goodbye
E7 B7
Ready to give up, But I don’t know why
E7 A7
I feel so left out, I feel so all alone
E7 B7 E7
I’ve tried so hard, But now, it's time to go
(chorus)
A7
It’s all over now,
E7 A7
Yeah, it’s over now
E7
It’s all over now, can’t you see?
A7 E7
It’s all over now, baby,
B7
All over now, I’m telling’ you,
A7 E7 It’s all over now!
Tired of all the lies
You say it’s all right
Sorry ,that it had to end this way
The pain you put me through
The words I can’t undo
I’ve had enough, now it's time to say.
(chorus)
My world has crumbled,
It’s time to face the truth
Time to clean all the dirt away.
Just build a life without you
That’s all that I can do
Hey Baby, It’s all over now
(chorus)
Tag-out with:
I’m telling you, it’s all over now (x 3)
Mighty River (c) copyright 12-2-08 Michael Lee Seiler
G7 C9 G7
Down that mighty river. ‘long that muddy shore
C9 G7
Down that mighty river. ‘long that muddy shore
D9 Db9 C9 G7
My baby come up missin‘, no body’s seen her any more.
That River, she runs deep and the currents mighty strong
That River, she runs deep and the currents mighty strong
And if you are not careful, she just might pull you down
She might’a hopped a tug boat as it was leavin’ town
She might’a hopped a tug boat as it was leavin’ town
Or that river might have grabbed her, and pulled her body down
River’s got da catfish, got da bull heads, got da crawdads and da gar
River’s got da catfish, got da bull heads, got da crawdads and da gar
They don’t care what they chew on, if a body gets that far.
Down that mighty river. ‘long that muddy shore
Down that mighty river. ‘long that muddy shore
My baby come up missin‘, no body’s seen her anymore.
November (c) copyright 11-19-2008 Michael Lee Seiler
Capo 4 G2/ C2/ rpt
D D7 Em D Dsus D
G2 C2 G2 C2
What’s a November, without the snow.
G2 C2 D
Just an illusion, that’s all
G2 C2 G2 C2
When will we remember, the truth that we know
G2 C2 D D7
It’s just an illusion, that’s all
Em D Em C
Many’s the moments, our hearts’ have drove our lives
G2 D G2 C2
So hang on to that illusion, less it dies.
What’s a November, with no chill in the air.
Just a dilution, that’s all.
What makes this circle, go on & on,
Just a dilution, that’s all.
We desperately wrap our hopes in unending lies
So ignore the dilution less it thrives
What’s a November, without love in the air,
It’s just confusion, that’s all
What good is living, when you haven’t a prayer,
It’s just confusion, that’s all
Why can’t we understand, the tears and the sighs
And move past the confusion in our lives.
What’s a November, without the snow
The Bro Waltz ¾ © copyright Michael Lee Seiler March 2009
D G D
To the Bro, To the Bro, When the sun’s hanging low
A
And the music is playing so soft, and so low
D G D
To the Bro, to the Bro, When the sun’s hanging low
A D
And the people are dancing on air, In the Bro
To the Bro, to the Bro
We’ll be dancing so slow
In my arms I will hold you in the firelights soft glow
To the Bro, to the Bro
We’ll be dancing so slow,
And do it with narry a care,
In the Bro.
A G D
I’ve never seen anything quite like this.
A G D
When a young fella’s dancing with his favorite Miss,
A G D
And he’s hoping the evening will end, with a Kiss,
A A7
And He just might get lucky, you know,
A G D
‘Cause he’s taken her out to the Bro.
Cold, Hard, Heart (c) copyright Michael Lee Seiler 12-2-08
Ab7 D9 Ab7 D9 Ab7 D9 E9, Eb9 D9 Ab7 (E9)
Eb9, D9...Ab7 D9 E9, Eb9 D9 Ab7
People say, it ain’t worth the pain,
Love will drive, a man insane
Nip the bud, man, no, don’t even start,
But I’d rather be hurt & alone, Than have a cold hard heart.
You cut me deep girl, you hurt me good
Said all the words, you knew you should
But I didn’t notice, no I wasn’t smart,
And I’d rather be hurt and alone, Than have a cold hard heart
Cold hard heart, that just ain’t my way
Don’t think I’ll ever, keep the blues at bay
Don’t know how else, to do it, but give it all I got,
I’d rather be hurt and alone, Than have a cold, hard heart.
Next time a pretty gal, tries to turn my head,
I’ll give it all to her, this heart of mine ain’t dead,
You tell me “nip the bud”, man, don’t you even start,
But I’d rather be hurt & alone, Than have a cold hard heart
(Chorus)….tag out “I’d rather be…..”
RED DRESS © Michael Lee Seiler September, 2009
A D A D
Baby, kick your shoes of for a while
A D E
The shade offers us coolness, and I really love your smile
A D E F#m
This summer’s been so hot, you could hardly walk a mile
A D A
Baby kick your shoes off for a while
Baby lay those blue jeans on the chair
Stay with me a while, you ain’t goin’ anywhere
The leaves outside are fallin’ and a chill is in the air
Baby lay those blue jeans on the chair
Baby hang your coat up by the door
Come sit here by the fire, you ain’t gonna need it anymore
The snow is blowing ’round outside, and it’ll will freeze you to the core,
Baby hang your coat up by the door
Baby drop that red dress on the floor
Come lay here right beside me, you’ ain’t gonna need it anymore
The night is ours, no one is near, an’ I know what night is for,
Baby drop that red dress on the floor
Dirty White Blues Michael Lee Seiler © copyright Feb. 2009
E7
Snow falls in the front yard, Snow falls in the back
Every time the snowfalls, I see some fella’s tracks
A7 E7
…..in my back yard …..do you take me for a fool?
B7 A7 E7
Starring out my window, Got them dirty white Blues
This winter’s been a cold one, Baby so have you
I can’t seem to please you, no matter what I do
…..it’s been so hard ……what’s a man supposed to do?
Starring out my window, Got them dirty white Blues
(chorus)
A7
This winter’s been a long one, Baby we both know.
E7
Don’t know which is colder, Your shoulder or the snow.
A7
Something’s gotta change a bit, Something’s gotta give.
B7
This fussin’ & this fighting ain’t the way we’re supposed to live!
(INST’L BREAK)
The weather’s finally warming, I see the end in sight.
The snow is finally melting , It ain’t a pretty sight
…..Tell me baby, ……is your heart a melting too? Or do I keep…
Starring out my window, with them Dirty White Blues?
FRIDAY STEW APRIL 9-09 © Michael Lee Seiler
E7 A7 E7 A7
Friday evening, gotta fix some food, Go to the frig, to see what fits my mood
E7 A7
Got meatloaf & some chicken, I think that that’s a leg
E7 A7
Looks like the right color, but the shape is kinda vauge
E7 A7
Here’s a chunk of cheese, is it sposed to be this green?
E7 A7
Hungier by the minute, feelin ornery, feelin mean.
TAG
E7 A7 E7 A7
Gonna stick it in a pan, or cook it in a pot, Don’t know just what I’m fixin, till I see just what I got
E7 A7
Add a little water, some salt and pepper too,
B7 A7 B7 E7
Put it all together to make a, Friday stew
Should milk be quite so lumpy? Since when are oranges green?
Does tofu go with mustard, does parsley go with beans?
Since when is lettuce squishy? And why’s the yogurt hard?
Is this a bowl of gravy, or just a little lard?
TAG
A7 E7
Why am I in this kitchen anyway? Sure I gotta eat, but there’s gotta be another way
A7 B7
It seems to me a woman’s place is in here fixin food, so why am I so hungry, so ornery and so rude?
TAG
E7 A7
Cuz I gotta stick it in a pan, or cook it in a pot……..
Oh, here’s a jar of something, and that’s a piece of steak,
Some stuffing from Thanksgiving, and some German chocolate cake,
I think that this soy sauce, now tell me what’s that smell?
Mix it all together and man it looks like, well,
It’s Friday & I’m hungry, so I throw it in a pan,
That’s how man has done it, since all of time, began.
TAG
“Should pizza be eaten with the fingers? Or should the fingers be eaten separately?”
TOO LONELY WOMAN © Michael Lee Seiler 2008
(fast tempo Bb7, Eb9, F9 )
Too lonely woman, she is too hard to hold,
Too lonely woman, She is bitter and cold,
Too lonely woman, she is out on the road
She’s movin’ on….
Too lonely woman, She is so hard to see,
Too lonely woman, She is lookin’ at me
Too lonely woman, Shes just got to be free
She’s movin’ on…
C-1
You know she’s been away for such a long while
You know that it’s been years, since she wore a smile
This road she travels, trips her mile after mile,
I wish she’d set a spell, but that’s not her style.
Too lonely woman, She was once sweet and fine,
Too lonely woman, Had to make her mine,
Too lonely woman, She is one of a kind
She’s movin’ on…..
Too lonely woman, She is so hard to squeeze,
Too lonely woman, she’s been down on her knees,
Too lonely woman, She is gone like the breeze,
She’s movin’ on…..
C-2
You know that she’s been gone for such a long time,
You know it’s been a while, since I called her mine,
But she don’t want me now, and that is just fine
She’s in the world, and she’s got nothing’ but time.
(repeat verses #1 & # 2)
MY HEART KNOWS © October 2009 Michael Lee Seiler
Intro ||: G2’’’/C2’’’:||
G2 C2 G2 C2
Sunlight glimmers through the Auburn leaves. While clouds dance lightly ’cross the sky.
G2 C2 G2 D G2
My heart feels your warmth, while a cool October breeze, Dries these tears from my eyes.
(Chorus)
D C G2 D G2
Why’d you leave me? It’s not the same. Now I sit here all alone.
D C G2 D C G2
The things we cherished, well they all still remain, but my heart, knows that you are gone.
We shared these marshes and meadows for years, cherished the Owl & the Jay.
& each time a new fawn emerged on trembling knees, Our hearts were carried away.
(chorus)
The island stand ready in it’s freshwater sea. Beckons & awaits our return.
While the heavy wet dew soaks me to my knees, It’s your arms now, that I yearn.
(chorus)
(Bridge)
Em D Em C
In the depths of winter’s cold, they came & carried you away.
D Em C
My heart poured out to emptiness untold, Remaining empty to this day.
G2 C2/ G2/ C2/ G2
Remaining empty to this day…..
It's not easy to be the one who's left behind, & live this tortured life alone.
There are feelings that can not be denied, in this cold and empty home.
(chorus) (repeat tag)
Clear Blue Eyes (c) Michael Lee Seiler 8-14-06
Slow country 2 step
G C F G G7 C F G G7 CFC
G C F G G7 C G
Clear Blue Eyes, in the candle lite, gentle breeze on a warm summer night.
C F G G7
Makes the flames, Dance with delight, soft and slow in the glow
C F C
of Clear Blue Eyes.
C F G G7 C
A melody, lingers soft and low, as the band plays it nice and slow.
F G G7
And we dance, by the fire's glow, my heart melts in the depths
C F C
of Clear Blue Eyes.
(CHORUS)
F C
We will dance and find romance, in the bright moon's afterglow,
G G7 C F C
As I gaze into the maze of Clear Blue Eyes.
Clear Blue Eyes, doorways to the soul, draw me in to where I want to go
Pull me close, and never let me go, while I bask in the glow
of Clear Blue Eyes.
(CHORUS)...........REPEAT VERSE #1 and Chorus
FAR AWAY (c) Michael Lee Seiler 2007 click 63 Gb7 slow blues
(CHORUS)
Gb7 B9
Far Away, from my home, I will wander, I will roam.
Gb7 Db9
Far Away,...Ooh, so far away,
Gb7 B9
Far away, on my own, Never knowing, where I'm gonna go,
Gb7 B9 Gb7 Db9
Far away.....Ooh, so very far away.
In the morning, Break of dawn. I’ll set out, on my own.
Far away, Ooh so far away. In the evening, I'll lay down,
In some sleepy, little town,
Far away, Ooh, so very far away.
(optional Chorus)
Well, I've traveled, 'cross this land. Sky blue ocean, burning sand.
Far away, Ooh, so far away.
Snow capped mountains, mean and cold. Lonely faces, young and old,
Far away, Ooh, so very far away.
(optional Chorus)
One of these days, I'll settle down. In some quiet, little town.
Far away. Ooh, so far away.
'Til I find that, place to stay, I'll be out, and on my way,
Far away, Ooh, so very far away.
(CHORUS) may repeat chorus
© copyright 2007 Michael Lee Seiler
CHRISTMAS BLUES Key: E © Michael Lee Seiler 12-3-2009
Christmas time is comin’, my trees’ still in a box.
The balls are in the closet, got holes in all my socks.
Got no place to hang ‘em, no tinsel for the tree.
No one here to share it with, it’s just the snow & me.
(C) It really doesn’t matter, ‘cause the Claus ain’t gonna come
I think I’m on his naughty list, and I’m not the only one.
This Christmas…. This Christmas.
The snow is getting’ way too deep, and I ain’t got no sled
Sometimes I wonder, if I’d be better off dead.
I hate all this fussin’, can’t take holiday cheer,
I need a shot a whiskey and pour a glass of beer, (C)
(B) You try to tell me that It’s the time of year,
For peace and joy and happiness, for harmony & cheer,
But I am here to tell ya, it truely can not be.
For someone who is beaten down, and lonely, here like me
Don’t care that much for winter, can’t tolerate the cold,
All this joy and merriment, is getting’ kinda old.
I ain’t got no gifts to wrap up, no one to give ‘em to
No need for a white Christmas, it’s gonna turn out blue (C)
