Saturday, March 11, 2017

2 Chord Guitar Songs in D Major

Ten Little Indians

D
One little, two little, three little Indians
A7
Four little, Five little, six little Indians
D
Seven little, eight little, nine little Indians
A7                            D
Ten little Indian boys.

D
Ten little, nine little, eight little Indians
A7
Seven little, six little, Five little Indians
D
Four little, three little, two little Indians
A7                            D
One little Indian boy.

Clementine

     D    
In a Cavern, in a Canyon,
                               A7
excavating for a  mine;
               A7                   D
dwelt a miner, Forty-niner,
                   A7             D
and his daughter Clementine.

      D            
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
                                         A7
oh my darling Clementine
A7                                     D  
You are lost and gone forever,
         A7                        D
dreadful sorry, Clementine.

          D            
Light she was, and like a fairy,
                          A7
And her shoes were number nine,
A7                                       D
Herring boxes without topses,
        A7             D      
Sandals were for Clementine.

      D            
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
                    A7
oh my darling Clementine
A7                                       D
You are lost and gone forever,
         A7              D
dreadful sorry, Clementine.

Go Tell Aunt Rhody

D
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
A7                   D
Go tell Aunt Rhody,
D
Go tell Aunt Rhody
A7                                  D
The old gray goose is dead.

D
The one she's been saving,
A7                                D
The one she's been saving,
D
The one she's been saving
A7                            D
To make a feather bed.

D
The goslings are mourning,
A7                            D
The goslings are mourning,
D
The goslings are mourning,
A7                                        D
Because their mother's dead.

D
The old gander's weeping,
A7                           D
The old gander's weeping,
D
The old gander's weeping,
A7                             D
Because his wife is dead.

          D
She died in the mill pond,
          A7               D
She died in the mill pond,
         D
She died in the mill pond
            A7                         D
From standing on her head.

He's Got the Whole World in His Hands

                   D
He's got the whole world in His hands
                        A7
He's got the whole world in His hands
                        D
He's got the whole world in His hands
                        A7                             D
He's got the whole world in His hands

                        D
He's got the itty bitty baby in His hands
                        A7
He's got the itty bitty baby in His hands
                        D
He's got the itty bitty baby in His hands
                        A7                             D
He's got the whole world in His hands

                        D
He's got a-you and me brother in His hands
                        A7
He's got a-you and me brother in His hands
                        D
He's got a-you and me brother in His hands
                       A7                             D
He's got the whole world in His hands

                        D
He's got a-you and me sister in His hands
                        A7
He's got a-you and me sister in His hands
                        D
He's got a-you and me sister in His hands
                        A7                             D
He's got the whole world in His hands

Itsy Bitsy Spider

       D                                    A7                      D
The itsy bitsy spider went up the water spout
D                                                 A7                            D
Down came the rain and it washed the spider out
D                                                    A7                       D
Out came the sunshine and it dried up all the rain
           D                                   A7                    D
But the itsy bitsy spider went up the spout again

Kumbaya

                    D
Someone’s crying Lord, Kumbaya
                   D                          A7
Someone’s crying Lord, Kumbaya
                    D
Someone’s crying Lord, Kumbaya
        D       A7     D       D
Oh Lord,       Kumbaya
        D       A7     D       D
Oh Lord,       Kumbaya

                  D
Someone’s praying Lord, Kumbaya
                   D                         A7
Someone’s praying Lord, Kumbaya
                    D
Someone’s praying Lord, Kumbaya
        D       A7     D       D
Oh Lord,       Kumbaya
        D       A7     D       D
Oh Lord,       Kumbaya

            D
Kumbaya my Lord, Kumbaya
             D                          A7
Kumbaya my Lord, Kumbaya
             D
Kumbaya my Lord, Kumbaya
        D     A7      D       D
Oh Lord,       Kumbaya
        D       A7       D      D
Oh Lord,       Kumbaya

                   D
Someone’s singing Lord, Kumbaya
                   D                          A7
Someone’s singing Lord, Kumbaya
                  D
Someone’s singing Lord, Kumbaya
        D     A7      D       D
Oh Lord,       Kumbaya
        D       A7       D      D
Oh Lord,       Kumbaya

London Bridge

D                                                       A7                      D
London Bridge is falling down, falling down, falling down
 D                                                       A7           D
London Bridge is falling down, my fair lady

D                                                      A7                        D
Build it up with iron and steel, Iron and steel, iron and steel,
D                                                        A7           D
Build it up with iron and steel,  My fair lady.

Michael Finnegan

D
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
A7
He had whiskers on his chin again
D
The wind blew them off and blew them on again
A7                         D
Poor old Michael Finnegan, Begin Again

D
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
A7
Heard this song and began to sing again
D
Hurt my ears so don't begin again
A7                              D
And that's the end of Michael Finnegan!

D
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
A7
He had whiskers on his chin again
D
The wind blew them off and blew them on again
A7                      D
Poor old Michael Finnegan, Begin Again

D
There was an old man named Michael Finnegan
A7
Heard this song and began to sing again
D
Hurt my ears so don't begin again
A7                            D
And that's the end of Michael Finnegan!

“Sing, Sing, Sing”

D       A7       D      D   A7       D
Sing sing sing. I like to sing.
D  A7         D                    D       A7      D
I like to sing a song! Sing sing sing.

The More We Get Together

D
The more we get together,
A7              D
Together, together,
D
The more we get together,
A7                 D
The happier we'll be.

A7                        D
For your friends are my friends,
A7                      D
And my friends are your friends.
D                    
The more we get together,
A7             D
The happier we'll be!

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