Biography:
Dave Van Ronk (June 30, 1936 – February 10, 2002) was a folk singer born in Brooklyn, New York, who settled in Greenwich Village, New York City, and was nicknamed the "Mayor of MacDougal Street."
He was best known as a pioneer of the acoustic blues revival, but his work ranged from old English ballads to Bertolt Brecht, rock, New Orleans jazz, and swing. He was a pioneer of instrumental ragtime guitar, as well as an early supporter of Bob Dylan and Joni Mitchell, among many others.
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Dave van Ronk
'Inside Dave van Ronk' from 1964
'Lady Gay' traditional folk song
transcribed by Fridthjoff
F#m
F#m A F#m
There was a lady and a lady gay,
A
Of children she had three,
F#m A
She sent them away to the North Country
F#m E F#m
To learn their grammar-ee
F#m A F#m
They had not been there very long,
A
Scarcely six months and a day,
F#m A
When death, cold death, come-a hasting along
F#m E F#m
And he stole those babes away.
F#m A F#m
She prayed to the lord that was in Heaven
A
"Who airs a golden crown?
F#m A
prayer send to me, my three little babes
B F#m
tonight or the morning soon."
F#m
It was just about old christmas time
A
Then I speak cold and clear
F#m A
She looked and she saw, her three little babes
F#m E F#m
come running home to her
F#m A F#m
She sat a table both long and wide.
A
on it put bread and wine.
F#m A
"Come eat, come drink, my three little babes.
B F#m
Come eat, come drink of mine."
F#m A F#m
"We want none of your bread, mother,
A
Neither do we want your wine,
F#m A
For yonder stands our savior deer,
F#m E F#m
To his will we must resign."
F#m
"Green grass grows over our heads, mother,
A
Cold clay is under our feet,
F#m A
And every tear you shed for us,
B F#m
It wets our winding-sheet."
Capo 2:
F#m - Em
A - G
E - D
B - A
'Inside Dave van Ronk' from 1964
'Lady Gay' traditional folk song
transcribed by Fridthjoff
F#m
F#m A F#m
There was a lady and a lady gay,
A
Of children she had three,
F#m A
She sent them away to the North Country
F#m E F#m
To learn their grammar-ee
F#m A F#m
They had not been there very long,
A
Scarcely six months and a day,
F#m A
When death, cold death, come-a hasting along
F#m E F#m
And he stole those babes away.
F#m A F#m
She prayed to the lord that was in Heaven
A
"Who airs a golden crown?
F#m A
prayer send to me, my three little babes
B F#m
tonight or the morning soon."
F#m
It was just about old christmas time
A
Then I speak cold and clear
F#m A
She looked and she saw, her three little babes
F#m E F#m
come running home to her
F#m A F#m
She sat a table both long and wide.
A
on it put bread and wine.
F#m A
"Come eat, come drink, my three little babes.
B F#m
Come eat, come drink of mine."
F#m A F#m
"We want none of your bread, mother,
A
Neither do we want your wine,
F#m A
For yonder stands our savior deer,
F#m E F#m
To his will we must resign."
F#m
"Green grass grows over our heads, mother,
A
Cold clay is under our feet,
F#m A
And every tear you shed for us,
B F#m
It wets our winding-sheet."
Capo 2:
F#m - Em
A - G
E - D
B - A
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