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Goose & Cuckoo Jam

Making music is the happiest making thing! I’m certain that you agree or you wouldn’t have found your way to our website. So in the interests of doing more of it, we’re hosting ‘Jam Sessions’, at the Goose and Cuckoo in Upper Llanover. This won’t be like an open mic, so it’s not about performing, but about sharing and collaborating. We’re hoping that people will come with instruments, with voices, with songs they want to sing that everyone can join in on, but to get us all started we’re posting the lyrics and chords for a few simple songs, so that even if you don’t know them you can still join in. 

Everyone is welcome, even if you only know one chord (or none) and if you can’t hit a note for toffee. Just come along and make a joyful noise.

The first Goose and Cuckoo Jam will be on Sunday 17th January from 4pm to 6pm. We hope that it will become a regular thing.  It’ll be fun, and that it will start a new tradition of spontaneous music making, for which the dear old Goose and Cuckoo was once famous. 

The three songs that we’re going to start with are

  • Wagon Wheel  (by The Old Crow Medicine Show)
  • Botany Bay (trad.)
  • Don't Fence Me In (great version by David Byrne…no really there is)

Wagon Wheel

Intro: G D Em C, G D C C

Headed down south to the land of the Pine 
I'm thumbin' my way into North Caroline
Staring up the road and (I) pray to God I see
head lights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Em C
Pickin me a bouquet of dogwood flowers and I'm
Hopin for Raleigh I can see my baby tonight

So rock me mama like a wagon wheel 
Rock me mama any way you feel

Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Em C
Rock me mama like a south bound train 
Hey mama rock me

2nd verse:
Runnin' from the cold up in New England 
I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band 
My baby plays the guitar, 
I pick the banjo now
Oh north country winters keep-a gettin' me low 
An'I lost my money playin' poker so i had to up and leave 

But i ain't turning back 
To live that old life no more

Repeat chorus

3rd verse:
Walkin' to the south out of Roanoake 
I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke
But he's a-headed west from the Cumberland Gap 
Johnson City Tennessee 
I gotta get a move on before for the sun 
I hear my baby callin my name and i know that she's the only one 
And if i die in Raleigh
At least i will die free

Repeat Chorus


Botany Bay


C                         G7               C
Farewell to old England forever,
                           F                   G7
Farewell to my rum culls as well,
         F                                            C             Am
Farewell to the well-known Old Bailey,
            C                     G7             C           G7
Where I used for to cut such a swell;         singing


C                 G7            C
Too-ra-lie, oo-ra-lie, addity,
                                  F               G7
Singing Too-ra-lie, oo-ra-lie, ai,
               F                                 C           Am
Singing Too-ra-lie, oo-ra-lie, addity,
           C                G7         C
We're bound for Botany Bay.

....and it just goes round and round these chords for the rest of the song


Don't Fence Me In

Oh give me land lots of land
Under starry skies above don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wide open country 
That I love don't fence me in
Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
Send me out forever but I ask you please don't fence me in
Just turn me loose let me straddle my old 
saddle underneath the western skies
On my cayuse let me wander over yonder till I see the mountain rise
I wanna ride to the ridge where the west commences
Gaze at the moon until I lose my senses
Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences don't fence me in
Earlier Event: September 11
Showcase at Paul Keddles' acoustic Night
Later Event: February 21
Goose & Cuckoo Jam