Chords for Tucumcari - Jimmie Rodgers on The Jimmy Durante Show ( 1959 )

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_ _ _ _ _ _ Mr.
Rogers, may I join you?
Why certainly, Mr.
Durante.
How about our doing a folk tune?
Why not?
After all, we're both folk. _
Go ahead, Jimmy.
[Gb] All right.
_ _ Once a jolly swag man camped by a billabong
Under the shade [Dbm] of a koolabah [B] tree
Hold it, hold it.
Swag man, billabong, koolabah. _
What kind of words are them?
[N] Well, I don't analyze them, Jimmy.
I just sing them.
Actually, this is a song called Waltzing Matilda, and it's an Australian folk song.
Well, in that case, I'll have to consult my Australian dictionary. _
_ Uh, billabong.
Billabong, billabong, billabong, refer to scallabang. _
Scallabang, scallabang.
_ _ Scallabang, same as billabong.
_ _ [G] Get in.
Well, Jimmy, actually, [A] it's very easy.
A billabong is a waterhole, and a scag man is a tramp, and a koolabah is a eucalyptus tree.
Good, good.
For a moment, I thought the song had no message.
_ _ [Db] Continue.
_ And he sang, [Bb] and he watched, and [B] he waited while his billy boiled.
Billy boiled?
[B] That's a, _ that's a hen camped in boiling water.
[D] I can't get used to that kangaroo bop.
Come on, Jimmy, why don't you try a verse?
All right.
Throw a chord at me.
[Gb] _ _ Down came a [Bb] jambuck to drink at the [B] billabong.
_ _ This song is Australia's answer to Mac the Knife. _ _ _
I think you'd better carry on alone, Jimmy.
Maybe something in English like, uh, to-kun-kun-carry.
All [G] right. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ To-kun-kun-carry, I think I'm gonna burn.
Twelve more miles to-kun-carry, I'll be [Em] hurrying there.
[G] To the gal I'm gonna marry with the yellowest hair.
_ I'll let her [Am] fry it, march along, [Bm] I just gotta get home.
[G] Ten more miles to [Am]-kun-carry, then I'll never [G] more roam.
To-kun-carry, to-kun [Ab]-carry, I just gotta get home.
Eight more miles to-kun-carry, it's supposed to fly.
Been three years in January [Db] since I kissed a [Ab] goodbye.
_ _ We'll let her [Bbm] fry it, march along, I just gotta [Eb] get home.
[Ab] Six more [Db] miles to-kun-carry, then I'll never [Ab] more roam.
To-kun-carry, to-kun [A]-carry, I just gotta get home.
Four more miles to-kun-carry, not much further to go.
I got no time to waste, too very, she'll be waiting, I know.
_ [Dbm] We'll let her [D] fry it, march [Dbm] along, I just gotta get [A] home.
Two more [D] miles to-kun-carry, then I'll [A] never more roam.
To-kun-carry, to-kun [Bb]-carry, I just gotta get home.
Here I am in to-kun-carry, I'm my yellow-haired [Gm] gal.
[Dm] Just in time to see [Cm] her marry with [Bb] my very best pal.
_ We'll [A] let her fry it, march along, guess [Dm] I'd better be gone. _
Miles and miles to [Gm]-kun-carry, I'll be [Bb] ramblin' on.
To-kun-carry, to [B]-kun-carry, I'll be ramblin' on.
I'm a hundred miles to-kun-carry, down [Abm] in Santa Fe.
[B] Fell in love [Abm] with a girl they married, gee, [B] I'm happy today. _ _
[Eb] No more [Dbm] marchin' now, bummer, [Gb] honeycomb.
[B] I've forgotten to-kun-carry, no more reason to roam. _
_ _ I've forgotten to-kun [Dbm]-carry, no more [B] reason to roam. _ _ _ _ _ _
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