bridge over troubled water - simon and garfunkel 2

the boxer - simon and garfunkel 3

el condor pasa - simon and garfunkel 5

sounds of silence - simon and garfunkel 6

me and julio down by the schoolyard - paul simon 7

Mrs Robinson - simon and garfunkel 9

cecilia - simon and garfunkel 11

homeward bound - simon & garfunkel 12

Richest Man in the World 13

Bridge Over Troubled WaterSimon & Garfunkel - 1970

C /// F C F C FF C F C When you’re weary feeling small,F B F C F C F C F When tears are in your eyes, I’ll dry them all.C G Am G C I’m on your side. Oh, when times get roughC7 F D G And friends just can’t be foundC7 C9 F C F E7 AmLike a Bridge Over Troubled Water I will lay me downC7 C9 F C F G C F C F CLike a Bridge Over Troubled Water I will lay me down

F C F C When you’re down and out, When you’re on the street,F B F C F C F C F When evening falls so hard I will comfort you.C G Am G C I’ll take your part. Oh, when darkness comesC7 F D G And pain is all aroundC7 C9 F C F E7 AmLike a Bridge Over Troubled Water I will lay me downC7 C9 F C F Am E Am D7 C F Like a Bridge Over Troubled Water I will lay me down

F C F C Sail on silver girl, Sail on by.F B F C F C F C F Your time has come to shine. All your dreams are on their way.C G Am G C See how they shine. Oh, if you need a friendC7 F D G I’m sailing right behindC7 C9 F C Am F Am E AmLike a Bridge Over Troubled Water I will ease your mindC7 C9 F D7 C Am F E7 Am D9 C F Fm CLike a Bridge Over Troubled Water I will ease your mind

The BoxerSimon & Garfunkel - 1970 C (2 bars)C AmI am just a poor boy. Though my stories seldom told,

GI have squandered my resistance

CFor a pocketful of mumbles, such as promises

Am G FAll lies and jest still a man hears what he wants to here

C G (3 bars) C (3bars)And disregards the rest.

C AmWhen I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy

G Dm7 Cin the company of strangers in the quiet of a railway station running scared,

Am G F CLaying low, seeking out the poorer quarters Where the ragged people go,

G F Em Dm CLooking for the places only they would know

Am G AmLie la lie Lie la lie la lie la lie lie la lie G F G CLie la lie la la la la Lie la la la la lie

C AmAsking only workman’s wages I come looking for a job,

Gbut I get no offers,

Dm7 CJust a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue

Am Dm7 G FI do declare, there were times when I was so lonesome

C G CI took my comfort there. Ooo-la-la la-la la-la

C G7 C AmThen I’m laying out my winter clothes and wishing I was gone,

Ggoing home

Dm7 G7 G CWhere the New York City winters are not bleeding me

Am G CLeading me, going home.

C AmIn the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade

G G7And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down

C Dm7 G7 C AmOr cut him till he cried out in his anger and his shame,

G F C“I am leaving, I am leaving” But the fighter still remains

G C G F C

C AmLie-la lie,

G AmLie-la-lie la lie-la-lie Lie-la-lieG F AmLie-la lie la la la la lie - la la la la lie(repeat x 4)

G AmLie-la-lie la lie-la-lie Lie-la-lieG F C C G F G F CLie-la lie la la la la lie - la la la la lie

El Condor PasaSimon & Garfunkel - 1970 Em ////// Am EmEm GI’d rather be a sparrow than a snailG EmYes I would , if I could, I surely would MmEm GI’d rather be a hammer than a nailG EmYes I would , if I only could, I surely would Mm

C GI think I’d rather sail away like a swan that’s here and goneCA man gets tied up to the ground

G EmHe gives the world its saddest sound, its saddest sound Mm

Em GI’d rather be a forest than a streetG Em Yes I would , if I could, I surely would Em GI’d rather feel the earth beneath my feetG EmYes I would , if I only could, I surely would

C GI think I’d rather sail away like a swan that’s here and goneCA man gets tied up to the ground

G EmHe gives the world its saddest sound, its saddest sound Mm Mm

Sounds of SilenceSimon & Garfunkel - 1964 Capo 4th fret Am ////Am G AmHello darkness my old friend, I’ve some to talk with you again,C F C F C Because a vision softly creeping, Left it seeds while I was sleeping,

F C AmAnd the vision that was planted in my brain still remainsC G Am within the sound of silence.

Am G AmIn restless dreams I walk alone through narrow streets of cobble stone,C F C F C Beneath the halo of a street lamp, I turned my collar to the cold and damp

F C AmWhen my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light split the nightC G Am and touched the sound of silence

Am G AmAnd in the naked light I saw ten thousand people may be more.C F C F C People talking without speaking, people hearing without listening

F C AmPeople writing songs that voices never shared no one daredC G Am disturb the sound of silence

Am G Am“Fools!” said I ‘You do not know silence like a cancer grows.”C F C F C “Hear my words that I might teach you, take my arms that I might reach you.”

F C AmBut my words like silent rain-drops fell,

C G AmAnd echoed in the wells of silence.

Am G AmAnd the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made.C F C F C And the sign flashed out its warning. In the words that it was forming,

F CAnd the sign said “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls

Amand tenement halls”

C G(pause) AmAnd whisper in the Sounds of Silence.

Me & JulioKey; G Paul Simon

GThe mama pyjama rolled out of bed

CAnd she ran to the police station,

D7When the papa found out he began to shout

GAnd he started the investigation,

D7 GIt was against the law, it was against the law,

D7 GWhat the papa saw, it was against the law.

GThe mama looked down and spit on the ground,

CEvery time my name gets mentioned,

D7The papa said Oi, when I get that boy,

GI'm going to stick him in the house of detention.

C GWell I'm on my way, I don't know where I'm going,

C G A D7I'm on my way, taking my time but I don't know where,

C GGoodbye to Rosie, the Queen of Corona,

G F C D G C,G,DSee you and me and Julio down by the schoolyard,

G F C D GYou and me and Julio down by the schoolyard.

Whistles etc. to chorus

GIn a couple of days, they came to take me away,

CBut the press let the story leak,

D7And when the radical priest come to get me released,

GWe was all on the cover of Newsweek.

C GWell I'm on my way, I don't know where I'm going,

C G A D7I'm on my way, taking my time but I don't know where,

C GGoodbye to Rosie, the queen of Corona,

G F C D G C,G,DSee you and me and Julio down by the schoolyard,

G F C D G C,G,DSee you and me and Julio down by the schoolyard,

G F C D G C, G, D, GYou and me and Julio down by the schoolyard.

Mrs RobinsonSimon & Garfunkel - 1968 E ////EDi di-di-di di di d-di di di di-di diADo do-do-do do do-do do do doD G C G Am E DDi-di-di-di di di di-di-di di di-di di

D G EmAnd here’s to you, Mrs Robinson G Em C DJesus loves you more than you will know wo, wo, woD G EmGod bless you, please, Mrs Robinson G Em CHeaven holds a place for those who pray

Am EHey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.

E E7We’d like to know a little bit about you for our filesA A7We’d like to help you learn to help yourselfD G C G AmLook around you all you see are sympathetic eyes,E DStoll around the grounds until you feel at home

D G EmAnd here’s to you, Mrs Robinson G Em C DJesus loves you more than you will know wo, wo, woD G EmGod bless you, please, Mrs Robinson G Em CHeaven holds a place for those who pray

Am EHey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.

E E7Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goesA A7Put it in your pantry with your cupcakesD G C AmIt’s a little secret just the Robinson’s affair E DMost of all you’ve got to hide it from the kids

D G EmKoo-koo-ka-choo, Mrs RobinsonG Em C DJesus loves you more than you will know wo, wo, woD G EmGod bless you please Mrs Robinson G Em CHeaven holds a place for those who pray

Am EHey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.

E E7Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoonA A7Going to the candidates’ debateD G C G AmLaugh about it, shout about it when you’ve got to chooseE DEvery way you look at it you lose

D G EmWhere have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?G Em C DA nation turns its lonely eyes to you woo, woo, wooD G EmWhat’s that you say, Mrs Robinson?G Em CJolting Joe has left and gone away

Am E E//Hey, hey, hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Cecilia Simon & Garfunkel Tempo 105

Intro: [A] Celia... you're [D] breaking my [A] heartYou're [D] shaking my [A] confidence [E7] daily

[A] Celia... you're [D] breaking my [A] heartYou're [D] shaking my [A] confidence [E7] dailyWhoa, Ce-[D]-ci-[A]-lia... I'm [D] down on my [A] kneesI'm [D] begging you [A] please to come [E7] home [E7]

[A] Celia... you're [D] breaking my [A] heartYou're [D] shaking my [A] confidence [E7] dailyWhoa, Ce-[D]-ci-[A]-lia... I'm [D] down on my [A] kneesI'm [D] begging you [A] please to come [E7] homeCome on [A] home

[A] Making love in the [D] after-[A]-noon With Cecilia [D] up in [E7] my bed-[A]-room (making love)I got up to [D] wash my [A] faceWhen I [D] come back to [A] bed someone's [E7] taken my [A] place

Ce-[A]-celia... you're [D] breaking my [A] heartYou're [D] shaking my [A] confidence [E7] dailyWhoa, Ce-[D]-ci-[A]-lia... I'm [D] down on my [A] kneesI'm [D] begging you [A] please to come [E7] homeCome on [A] home [A]

Instrumental [A] Celia... you're [D] breaking my [A] heartYou're [D] shaking my [A] confidence [E7] dailyWhoa, Ce-[D]-ci-[A]-lia... I'm [D] down on my [A] kneesI'm [D] begging you [A] please to come [E7] home

Jubi-[D]-la-[A]-tion, she [D] loves me a-[A]-gain,I [D] fall on the [A] floor and I'm [E7] laughing,Jubi-[D]-la-[A]-tion, she [D] loves me a-[A]-gain,I [D] fall on the [A] floor and I'm [E7] laughing

Who-oh [D] ohh[A] oh..oh [D] ohohoh [A] Ohoh [D] ohohoh [A] ohohoh [E7] ohoh Who-oh [D] ohh [A] oh..oh [D] ohohoh [A] Ohoh [D] ohohoh [A] ohohoh [E7] ohoh [A>]

Homeward Bound Simon & Garfunkel

[G] [G]I'm [G] sitting in the railway station.Got a [Gmaj7] ticket for my destinatio-[G7]-ion, mm-[E7]-mm[Am] On a tour of one-night stands my [F] suitcase and guitar in hand.And [G] ev'ry stop is neatly planned For a [D7] poet and one-man ba-a-[G]-and.

Homeward [C] bound, I wish I [G] was, Homeward [C] bound,[G] Home where my [Gsus4] thought's escaping[G] Home where my [Gsus4] music's playing,[G] Home where my [Gsus4] love lies waiting[D] Silently fo-[G]-or me. [G]

[G] Ev'ry day's an endless streamOf [Gmaj7] cigarettes and magazi-i-[G7]-ines, mm-[E7]-mmAnd [Am] each town looks the same to me,The [F] movies and the factoriesAnd [G] ev'ry stranger's face I see Re-[D7]-minds me that I long to be-e-[G]-ee,

Homeward [C] bound, I wish I [G] was,Homeward [C] bound,[G] Home where my [Gsus4] thought's escaping[G] Home where my [Gsus4] music's playing,[G] Home where my [Gsus4] love lies waiting[D] Silently fo-[G]-or me. [G]

To-[G]-night I'll sing my songs again,I'll [Gmaj7] play the game and prete-e-[G7]-end, mm-[E7]-mmBut [Am] all my words come back to me in [F] shades of mediocrityLike [G] emptiness in harmony I [D7] need someone to comfort me-e-[G]-ee.

Homeward [C] bound, I wish I [G] was,Homeward [C] bound,[G] Home where my [Gsus4] thought's escaping[G] Home where my [Gsus4] music's playing,[G] Home where my [Gsus4] love lies waiting[D] Silently fo-[G]-or me.

[Gmaj7] Silently fo-[G7]-or me. [G >]

The Richest Man in the WorldKey; G © Kev Sullivan 2006

C GYou say you’re the richest man in the world, C GBecause of all the things you have,C G DThe love of lifelong friends and your family

C GThere are great men in the world, C GYou stand with them head highC G DProud to be an honest working man,

C G C GAnd there’s music in your soul, it seeps out everywhere,C G DWherever you are, there’s always music there.

G D Em7So sing us Danny Boy or Makushla,

C G DAnd if you don’t mind, then we’ll all sing along

G D Em7And if we cry it really doesn’t matter,

C G C GThat’s just hiraeth and hwyl, it’s what the music does,

C D GThat’s how it’s always been for us.

C G C GHeroes come and go, mountains rise and fall,C G DWe see you conducting at the Albert Hall,

C G C GWith 1000 stout hearted men, and every eye on you,C G DAnd somehow you knew exactly what to do.

C GAnd you gave us all those songs,

C GAnd it’s like you gave us wings,

C G DThey lift us up every time we sing.

G D Em7So sing us Danny Boy or Makushla,

C G DAnd if you don’t mind, then we’ll all sing along

G D Em7And if we cry it really doesn’t matter,

C G C GThat’s just hiraeth and hwyl, it’s what the music does,C D GThat’s how it’s always been for us.

G D Em7Sing us Danny Boy or Makushla,

C G DAnd if you will, your boys will sing along

G D Em7Even if we fuck it up, well that really doesn’t matter,

C G C GWe’ll sing with hiraeth and hwyl, proud to be your sons,

C D GThat’s how it’s always been for us.