Music,chords,tab

I just started putting all the music I've found on this page so check back often. In the near future there will also be some banjo tunes. Most of these are old timey type tunes with some old labor songs and some other misc. stuff. I find the old tunes have a historical tie that binds us to past times of hard work and simpler lives and maybe thats where my fascination with them comes from. So wether its hillbilly music, folk, anarcho-folk or irish these are tunes that will put a fire under your ass. The need for us as a culture to find continuity can be expressed in these songs, and that is vital to breaking this time vaccum we sem to live in, where we're mislead to think that this is how things have always been.So pick up that guitar,banjo, fiddle, jug, or whatever cuz music is a vehicle for revolution.The links on the right are to some good tab & chord sites. If you got any tab you'd like to share, send it to us and well put it on the page.

Insurgent Country- Site with a good lead on lots of rebel folk

Pirate Song

RebelFolk.org- site w/ the Hootenanny Songbook

C       G             C                F      I'm a sailing man and I don't give a damn                C               G                C 'Bout the wind or the wave or the weather For life is rich on a pirate ship So long as there's plenty of treasure    Chorus:       C                     F So haul away lads, haul away        C                              G The devil take us all to an early grave C             F       C         G     I'll live my life in my own way            C                    G(F)       C By the sword and the cannon's thunder I left for sea at the age thirteen Me head all full of adventure But the captain's lash fell across my back And I swore I'd kill that bastard So late one night when the moon was bright I found him as he lay sleeping And then as a joke I cut his throat And fed the son of a whore to the fishies So if mayhaps you cross my path You've one chance to surrender And if you don't I'll cut your throat And feed you to the fishies

Chordie.com- A good site to find song chords

Evan Greer- Political Folk singer,free mp3s

Cuz hillbillys always hated the Government!! a look at why the resurgent interest in mountain ways and how it's showing us viable alternatives to todays wasteful society Coming Soon!!

Dancing on the ruins Casey Neil          G                    D          C                D Were dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Were dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations Were dancing on the ruins of multinational corporations   G        C        D HA HA HA HA HA So say good bye to plastics and goodbye to cars No more convienience stores Hello to stars No more Wall St and no more Pentagon Thinking about these things makes me happy CH No more Polystyrene,we'll put an end to the waste There is no time for debating we have to make haste If we're going to survive w/ out computer program minds we're gonna have to can pop culture And say hello to campfires and stomping bare feet Naked amebas hungry to eat Hello primal consciousness and love for the land now that coyotes are running the country CH Sayonara to suburbia and well manicured lawns bye bye Barbie an Ken doll pawns No more developers and slimeball execs Yuor condos are on fire(Fire) CH We'll frolic through the forest and have Pagan deities And when we destroy technology we all will be free The pavement will be ripped up & Skyscrapers cut down We are coming for your children CH

Mountain Dew traditional G Down the road from me there’s an old hollow tree C                            G where you lay down a dollar or two G If you hush up your mug they’ll give you a jug of D7 that good ol’ mountain dew G They call it that ol mountain dew C                              G And them that refuse it are few G You may go round the bend but you’ll be back again D7                G For that good ol moutain dew Way up on the hill there’s  an ol whiskey still That’s run by a hard working crew If you catch you a sniff and you get a good whiff They’re makin good ol mountain dew --Chorus The preacher came by with a tear in his eye Said that his wife had the flu We told him he ought to get her a quart of that good ol moutain dew --Chorus My brother mort was sawed off and short Measured just four foot two But he felt like a giant when you  five him a pint Of that good ol mountain dew --Chorus My uncle bill has a still on a hill Where he runs off a gallon or two The birds in the sky get so high the cant fly Off that good ol mountain dew

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