Category: mandola

Love and Time

Posted on by Joel D Canfield

D G

a star flickers to life in a corner of the sky
a tear flickers in its light in the corner of my eye

Em [0220] A [2200]
that’s how much I love you (3x)

the tear reminds me of the sea sailed so long ago
sails silent as the sleep dreams I used to know

chorus then

Bm [0022] G Bm Em
ever turning, gently bound
some things never come unwound
Bm G G A [2200]
love and time, round and round

the sea flaming as the sun melts away the night
the star patient as time still flickers out of sight
chorus

Jack Dog and the Blue Rabbit

Posted on by Joel D Canfield

snare hot rod/closed hat stick | notes
G C
Jack dog and the blue rabbit Running through the park at night
Jack dog told the blue rabbit Everything’s not gonna be all right

Jack dog and the blue rabbit scampering underbrush
Jack dog told the blue rabbit don’t be in such a rush

Jack dog and the blue rabbit cross the bridge at a quickened pace
Jack dog told the blue rabbit this is not the human race

D C
Jack dog told the blue rabbit everything he ever knew

Jack dog and the blue rabbit running through the atmosphere
Jack dog told the blue rabbit we have nothing to fear but fear

Jack dog and the blue rabbit plunging into the sea
Jack dog told the blue rabbit you and me

Jack dog told the blue rabbit everything he ought to do

Jack dog and the blue rabbit Running through the park at night
Jack dog told the blue rabbit Everything’s gonna be all right
Maybe it’ll be all right
I think it’ll be all right
All right

Jack dog and the blue rabbit (x3)
running Jack dog running Jack dog
running


This grew its own legs and ran through my head. I don’t know what it’s about.

The Irishman and the Tiger

Posted on by Joel D Canfield

Fm [0133] E♭6 [0011]
Kenny from Killarney was a sorry little man
Nothing that he ever did went according to his plan
Little did he know today when he went out his door
That he would meet a tiger
and his life would change for sure
That he would meet a tiger
and his life would change for sure

McGillicuddy’s circus was rolling into town
put up all their posters and the people gathered round
nobody was looking and and it changed our Kenny’s fate
when a hungry angry tiger snuck out through an open gate

chorus

now Kenny worked a still hidden out among the green
distilled a murky liquid he pretended was poitin
he’d barely got the fire lit when the tiger happened by
and Kenny lit out running just as fast as he could fly

chorus

now Kenny was no runner and he ended up as lunch
you were thinking that he’d beat the tiger; sure I had a hunch
did you really think the story could end another way?
and the tiger’s had a taste for weasel ever since that day

chorus

Matild

Posted on by Joel D Canfield

One take (teensy edit) on my Wishnevsky 4-string octave mandolin (it was pretending to be an oud) with its chestnut top and 4 pound neck.

It is wicked hard to switch from 4/4 to 5/4 on the fly.

Lyrics

she’s my primary means of locomotion
just made for traveling out here
every now and then I get the notion
something’s wrong with some of her gear

my camel has 3 trustworthy legs
but the 4th one you never know
every time I climb up on her back
she skips a beat
and off we go

we’re always careful what we deliver
clocks and music boxes are a pain
disappointing both receiver and giver
they never keep good time again

chorus

forty years we’ve faced the wind and dust
a desert ship, historically
and every time I dare a bit of trust
she throws me metaphorically

3/4 time

my CAmel has THREE good LEGS
the FOURTH one COMES and GOES
someTIMES when I CLIMB on her BACK (hitch switch)
it kicks in again and really throws
me

it really throws me

5/4 outro