Goodby Again, performed & written by John Denver
Submitted by ; John Crawford, johnc@stn.net

Good Bye Again, John Denver
Its 5 o’clock this morning and the sun is on the rise
There’s frosting on the window pane, and sorrow in your eyes
The stars are fading quietly, the night is nearly gone
And so you turn away from me, and tears begin to come

It’s goodbye again, I’m sorry to be leaving you
Goodbye again, cause if you didn’t know
It’s goodbye again, and I wish you could tell me
Why do we always fight, when I have to go

It seems a shame to to leave you now, you lay so soft & warm
I long to lay me down again and hold you in my arms
I long to kiss the tears away, and give you back your smile
But other voices becone me and for a little while
CHORUS

Have to go see some friends of mine, and some that I don’t know
And some who arn’t familiar with my name
It’s just something that’s inside of me, its not hard to understand
It’s just any one who’ll listen to me sing

And if your hours are empty now, who am I to blame
Do you think if I were always here, our love would be same
When as it is, the time we have, is worth the time alone
And lying by your side, the greatest peace I’ve ever known
CHORUS
verse G Em C G

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CHORUS Am D G Em

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BRIDGE G C G Em

Whose garden was this
It must have been lovely
Did it have flowers
I’ve seen pictures of flowers
And I’d love to have smelled one
Whose river was this
You say it ran freely
Blue was its color
I’ve seen blue in some pictures
And I’d love to have been there

Tell me again I need to know
The forest had trees the meadows were green
The oceans were blue and birds really flew
Can you swear
That its true

Whose gray sky was this
Or was it a blue one
You say there were breezes
I’ve heard records of breezes
And I’d love to have felt one

Tell me again I need to know
The forest had trees the meadows were green
The oceans were blue and birds really flew
Can you swear
That its true

Whose garden was this
It must have been lovely
Did it have flowers
I’ve seen pictures of flowers
And I’d love to have smelled one
Tell me again I need to know
Tell me again I need to know
Tell me again I need to know
Tell me again I need to know

Intro:
[D/F#] [D/A]
On the first day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
A P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the second day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the third day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the fourth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the fifth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
And two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the sixth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
And two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the seventh day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
And two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the eigth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
And two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the ninth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
And two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the tenth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Ten Lords a Leaping
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
And two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the eleventh day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Eleven Pipers Piping
Ten Lords a Leaping
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
And two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

On the twelfth day of Christmas
My true love gave to me
Twelve Drummers Drumming
Eleven Pipers Piping
Ten Lords a Leaping
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
And two Turtle Doves
And a P[D/F#]artridge [D/A]in a Pear Tree

Capo 5

Intro

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Verse
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Tusenstukje

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Outro

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Christmas For Cowboys
Tall in the saddle we spend [E7/G#]Christmas Day
Drivin’ the cattle on the snow covered-plains.
All of the good gifts gi[E7/G#]ven today,
Ours is the sky and the wide open range.

Back in the city they have diff’rent ways,
Football and eggnog and Christmas parades.
I’ll take the blanket, I’ll take the reins,
Christmas for cowboys and wide open plains.

A campfire for warmth as we stop for the night,
The stars overhead are the Christmas tree lights.
The wind sings a hymn as we bow down to pray,
It’s Christmas for cowboys and wide open plains.

It’s tall in the saddle we spend Christmas Day,
Drivin’ the cattle on the snow-covered plains.
So many gifts have been opened today,
Ours is the sky and the wide open range.
It’s Christmas for cowboys and wide open plains.

Intro:

1. Anh cho em cuộc tình ngất ngây
Như đêm thu đêm ngát hương trời
Như bầu trời thơm ngát gió xuân
Tàn nụ cười đẫm ướt mưa

Như phong ba nơi vùng cát xanh
Trời bập bền sóng biếc khơi trùng
Người tình làm tim em đắm say
Người lại đây với em

2. Anh yêu ơi hãy tìm đến em
Cho em dâng tinh khiết hương trầm
Cuộc đời tuyệt vời khi có anh
Cùng em chung bước thôi

Xin cho em đôi bờ môi ấm
Xin cho em tay nắm vai kề
Đường đời dìu nhau ta bước đi
Người lại đây với em

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Intro:

1. You fill up my sen- ses
Like a night in a forest
Like the mountains in spring- time
Like a walk in the rain

Like a storm in the de- sert
like a sleepy blue ocean
You fill up my sen- ses
Come fill me a- gain

2. Come let me love you
Let me give my life to you
Let me drown in your laugh- ter
Let me die in your arms

Let me lay down be- side you
Let me always be with you
Come let me love you
Come love me a- gain

“Wildflowers in a Mason Jar” as performed by John Denver

Chords used: D:XX0232 G:320003 A:X02220

NOTE: I don’t know how to do tablature very well, so you’ll have to
listen to the song and fiddle with D, G and A suspendeds to get the same
sound that John Denver does on his intro…note that the same “riff” that
you play as an intro comes at the end of each chorus…a ‘ ‘ mark
indicates a measure break…enjoy!–Mike

INTRO: D G A

January back in ‘55 we rode a Greyhound bus through the Georgia midnight
Grandpa was sleeping and the winter sky was clear
We hit a bump and his head jerked back a little and he mumbled something
He woke up smiling, but his eyes were bright with tears
Said, “I dreamed I was back on the farm…
20 years have passed, boy, but the memory still warms me…
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar…”
He told me those old stories about that one-room cabin in Kentucky
The smell of the rain and the warm earth in his hands
He slowly turned and stared outside; his face was mirrored in the window
And his reflection flew across the moonlit land
And he dreamed he was back on the farm
Tilts his head and listens to the early sound of morning
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar
An old man and an eight-year-old boy rolling down that midnight highway
Kentucky memories from a winter Georgia night
I started drifting off and Grandpa tucked his coat around me
I think I tried to smile as I slowly closed my eyes
And I dreamed I was with him on the farm
“Grandpa, I can hear the evening wind out in the corn…
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar…
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar…
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar…”
And the bus rolled through the night…

BOY FROM THE COUNTRY (Michael Murphy) (c) 1969
Performed by John Denver

: D Dmaj7 D6 D : (played at 7th fret (like a G progression))
Because he calls the forest “Brother”
Because he calls the Earth his mother
They drove him out into the rain
Some people even said that the boy from the country was insane

Because he spoke to the fish in the creek
He tried to tell us that the animals could speak
And who knows? perhaps they do
How do you know they don’t just because they’ve never spoken to you?

CHORUS:
Boy from the country
Left his home when he was young
A (n.c.)
Boy from the country
He loves the sun.

He tried to tell us that we should love the land
We just turned our heads and laughed; you see we did not understand
Sometimes I think the boy from the country is the only one who sees
‘cause the boy from the country doesn’t want to see the forest for the
trees.
[—]D: xx7770
Dmaj7:xx7779
D6: xx7777
D: xx7797

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#”Wild Montana Skies” as performed by John Denver
#Brought to you by Mike Schweisthal (mschweis@u.washington.edu)
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#Chords used:G:320003C:X32010D:XX0232
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#INTRO: | G |
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He was born in the Bitteroot Valley in the early morning rain
Wild geese over the water, heading north and home again
Bringin’ a warm wind from the south, bringin’ the first taste of the spring
His mother took him to her breast and softly she did sing:
CHORUS:Oh, Montana, give this child a home
Give him the love of a good family and a woman of his own
Give him a fire in his heart, give him a light in his eyes
Give him the wild wind for a brother and the wild Montana skies
His mother died that summer and he never learned to cry
He never knew his father and he never did ask why
He never knew the answers that would make an easy way
But he learned to know the wilderness and to be a man that way
His mother’s brother took him in to his family and his home
Gave him a hand that he could lean on and a strength to call his own
And he learned to be a farmer and he learned to love the land
And he learned to read the seasons and he learned to make a stand

CHORUS
On the eve of his 21st birthday, he set out on his own
He was 30 years and runnin’ when he found his way back home
Ridin’ a storm across the mountains and an achin’ in his heart
Said he came to turn the pages and to make a brand new start
Now he never told the story of the time that he was gone
Some say he was a lawyer, some say he was a john
There was something in the city that he said he couldn’t breathe
There was something in the country that he said he couldn’t leave

CHORUS
Now some say he was crazy and some are glad he’s gone
But some of us will miss him and we’ll try to carry on
Giving a voice to the forest, giving a voice to the dawn
Giving a voice to the wilderness and the land that he lived on

CHORUS 2X

Intro – D – Em – A – A7sus4
Di di di di di la la la la la la

(verse 1)
In a spaceship over the mountains,
chasing rainbows in the setting sun,
leaving heart and home for the city of angels,
I feel my life is undone,
There are pathways winding below me,
In pleasure I’ve gone where they go,
In the quiet stillness, I can hear symphonies,
the loveliest music I know,

(Chorus)
How can I leave you again,
I must be clear out of my mind,
Lost in a storm I’ve gone blind,
Oh, how can I leave you again,

(Bridge)
Oh, it’s been a long time since I’ve listened,
still longer since I’ve walked with you,
For the first time I know what I’m missing,
Some answers are no longer true, so I,

(Verse 2)
question the course that I follow,
I’m doubtful, deep in despair,
My heart is filled with impossible notions,
Can it be you no longer care,
Still I ride on the wings of a high wind,
Blowing steady and strong behind me,
As the clouds surrender, my fate is for certain,
I’m a sailor who runs to the sea, but

(Chorus)
How can I leave you again,
I must be clear out of my mind,
Lost in a storm I’ve gone blind,
Oh, how can I leave you again,

Okay so it’s not really country (and you might argue that its not
really good either) but here it is for what it’s worth

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Children of the Universe
Written and performed by John Denver on “Earth Day”

A Heritage of vision was given to us all
To smell the rose’s fragrance,
to hear the songbird’s call
To watch the distant moonlight
fill the coming of the tides
To understand that life is more
than always choosing sides

And some have seen what can be seen
Of sailing ships and kings
And some are given feet of clay
and some are given wings
Some must struggle just to breathe
Some have a golden spoon
And some will never leave the nest
While some walk on the moon

And don’t you know the life that lives within the silent hills
Is just as rich and beautiful and just as unfulfilled
As man with all his intellect, his reason and his choice
Oh who’s to say the nightingale has any less a voice

The silver dolphins twist and dance and sing to one another
The cosmic oceans know no bounds for all that live are brothers
The whip-poor-will, the grizzly bear, the elephant, the whale
All children of the universe, all weavers of the tale

So palomino lie back down and dream yourself to sleep
The hawk flies with the morning dove, the lion with the sheep
As far away as you may go, we’ll never be apart
It’s in your dreams that you will know
The seasons of the heart

James
Editor
The Gospel Music Archive
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