A fella told me, this here road leads to Cairo,
I got to get me a ride.
I got to go back, go back to my children,
I got to see my little bride.
I been travellin'. Gone a long, long time.
Don’t know what I’ll find,
Scared of what I’ll find.
But I just got to see them again.
Hey thanks for stoppin', are you headed down to Cario?
I wrecked my Lincoln in Saint Jo.
Why to little old Cairo? No special reason,
Look up some folks I used to know.
Me, I travel some, have my share of fun,
Now that’s a life a man can live.
Sure I’ve played and lost,
But who minds the cost?
You got to take more than you give.
Hey you got another cigar? Son I sure like this car,
Oh from your daddy as a gift.
Say on second thought,
There’s gifts I haven’t bought.
Just drop me here, thanks for the lift.
Yes, I’ve travelled some, yes, I’ve been a bum
Never have a dime for gin.
Left to make my way,
Told her I can’t stay
To see my children poor as sin.
I know this road, it leads straight into Cairo,
Twenty-two miles straight ahead.
I can’t, I can’t walk down this road to Cairo.
They’re better thinkin' I’m dead.
I been travellin'. Gone a long, long time.
Don’t know what I’d find.
Scared of what I’d find.
I can’t, I just can’t walk down this road.
Music
This is in Bb minor, so I'd suggest a capo on 1 and the following chords:
Intro
Am | E/g# | Am | E/g#
Verse I (Before 'chorus')
Am | Am/g# |C/g | D/f#
F | F | E | E
Am | Am/g# | C/g | D/f#
F | F | E | E
Verse II (Before 'bridge')
Am | Am/g# | C/g | D/f#
F | F | E | E
Am | Am/g# | C/g | D/f#
F | F | Am | Am
Chorus ("I've been travelling...")
Am | D7/a | Am | D7/a
Am | D7/a | Am | D7a
C#m | Bm
Bridge ("Me, I've travelled some...")
F | G | F | G
F | G | E | E
F | G | F | G
F | G | Am | Am
A collection of lyrics and music - chords, tabs and bits of sheet music - of songs written by American singer-songwriter David Ackles (1937-1999)
Friday, January 30, 1970
Thursday, January 29, 1970
When Love is Gone
I have your ribbon and you have my ring,
And yet between us we've misplaced the thing we'd found.
It would not be bound.
Gone are the splendor, the joy and the smile.
Where there was music, it echoes a mile away.
Oh we could stay, we could stay together,
Just pretending going on and on.
We could play, we could play together,
The game of love when love is gone.
But you are honest and yes I am proud.
Only a fool is content with a cloud to hide him.
We can't fall beside him.
So take back the promise and cast off the vow
We said tomorrow but had only now to spend, and now is the end.
Oh, we could stay together,
Just pretending going on and on.
We could play, we could play together,
The game of love when love is gone.
When love is gone.
The games go on
When love is gone.
Music
I love this song - its progression, lyrics, melody, even its key signature and meter. Harmonically it's somewhat unstable to say the least, modulating all the way from F to D, and I'd welcome suggestions for the chorus. Anyway, here goes.
The song is in Ab, but sounds pretty good on guitar in F with a capo on 3. The verse is basically just F - C - F - C, with the second C leading up to the first D (key change) of the chorus, which is something like D - C - D - C - F. The coda is F - G - F - D.
And yet between us we've misplaced the thing we'd found.
It would not be bound.
Gone are the splendor, the joy and the smile.
Where there was music, it echoes a mile away.
Oh we could stay, we could stay together,
Just pretending going on and on.
We could play, we could play together,
The game of love when love is gone.
But you are honest and yes I am proud.
Only a fool is content with a cloud to hide him.
We can't fall beside him.
So take back the promise and cast off the vow
We said tomorrow but had only now to spend, and now is the end.
Oh, we could stay together,
Just pretending going on and on.
We could play, we could play together,
The game of love when love is gone.
When love is gone.
The games go on
When love is gone.
Music
I love this song - its progression, lyrics, melody, even its key signature and meter. Harmonically it's somewhat unstable to say the least, modulating all the way from F to D, and I'd welcome suggestions for the chorus. Anyway, here goes.
The song is in Ab, but sounds pretty good on guitar in F with a capo on 3. The verse is basically just F - C - F - C, with the second C leading up to the first D (key change) of the chorus, which is something like D - C - D - C - F. The coda is F - G - F - D.
Wednesday, January 28, 1970
Sonny Come Home
These woods, I've been here before,
But someone's changed the color of the leaves.
Not leaves not green anymore;
What is that hanging in the trees?
Bits of glass broken, bicycle wheels broken,
Old toys, old wounds, broken, broken.
Why did I come here on my way home?
I heard a voice calling 'Sonny,
The table's set, the water's warm;
Come home, come home, come home.'
This road, I've been here before,
But where's the rock I used to climb?
No rock, no road anymore.
Who are these people waiting there in line?
Throwing stones, strangers, throwing knives, strangers.
Old friends, old loves, strangers, strangers.
Why did I come here on my way home?
I heard a voice calling 'Sonny,
The table's set, the water's warm;
Come home, come home, come home.'
This house, I've been here before,
But there's no answer when I knock.
Just wind, no sound anymore,
My key won't fit into the lock.
Are all the rooms empty? Fireplace empty?
Cold walls, cold rooms, empty, empty.
Why did I come here on my way home?
Inside a voice calls me, 'Sonny,
The table's set, the water's warm;
Come home, come home, come home.'
I hear you, I hear you,
But I can't come home.
But someone's changed the color of the leaves.
Not leaves not green anymore;
What is that hanging in the trees?
Bits of glass broken, bicycle wheels broken,
Old toys, old wounds, broken, broken.
Why did I come here on my way home?
I heard a voice calling 'Sonny,
The table's set, the water's warm;
Come home, come home, come home.'
This road, I've been here before,
But where's the rock I used to climb?
No rock, no road anymore.
Who are these people waiting there in line?
Throwing stones, strangers, throwing knives, strangers.
Old friends, old loves, strangers, strangers.
Why did I come here on my way home?
I heard a voice calling 'Sonny,
The table's set, the water's warm;
Come home, come home, come home.'
This house, I've been here before,
But there's no answer when I knock.
Just wind, no sound anymore,
My key won't fit into the lock.
Are all the rooms empty? Fireplace empty?
Cold walls, cold rooms, empty, empty.
Why did I come here on my way home?
Inside a voice calls me, 'Sonny,
The table's set, the water's warm;
Come home, come home, come home.'
I hear you, I hear you,
But I can't come home.
Tuesday, January 27, 1970
Blue Ribbons
One raven's gone, one summer changed me.
He took the ribbons from my hair,
And gave me wide and naked eyes to stare.
One raven's gone, and he has changed me.
I hear the song his loving played.
It echoes in a world we never made.
I don't wear blue ribbons now,
I don't wind my heart with laces.
I don't smile at lovers now,
I wind my eyes with rivers
From the places they will find.
The word is full of lovers
Loving hate and only loving
Others of their kind.
My raven's gone, they took him from me
On black and shining wings of song.
Upon a wind of freedom swept along.
My raven's gone, they took him from me.
I hear the laughter of their hate
And see the arrows fly from freedom's gate.
I don't wear blue ribbons now,
I don't wind my heart with laces.
I don't smile at lovers now,
I wind my eyes with rivers
From the places they will find.
The word is full of lovers
Loving hate and only loving
Others of their kind.
My love is gone, but love is with me.
The song he sang is in me now.
The tree of love will bear a loving bough.
Though he is gone, his voice is in me.
I hear him shout, I am not blind,
I am a man and men are all one kind.
I don't wear blue ribbons now,
I don't wind my heart with laces.
I don't smile at lovers now,
I wind my eyes with rivers
From the places they will find.
The word is full of lovers
Loving hate and only loving
Others of their kind.
But maybe they are learning now,
Maybe just a few are learning.
Music
This one is in F minor, so I'd say capo on three and D minor chords. The 'open' sound is due to the many fifth chords (i.e. without the major/minor third). Interestingly, as with the previous song on this record, the chorus and ending of the song are in a different key (A minor).
Verse
D5 | - | etc.
F5 | G5 |
D5 | - | etc.
G5 | A5
Chorus
F | F/e | F/eb | D5 |
A | F | D5 | A5
Coda
F | D5 | A5
He took the ribbons from my hair,
And gave me wide and naked eyes to stare.
One raven's gone, and he has changed me.
I hear the song his loving played.
It echoes in a world we never made.
I don't wear blue ribbons now,
I don't wind my heart with laces.
I don't smile at lovers now,
I wind my eyes with rivers
From the places they will find.
The word is full of lovers
Loving hate and only loving
Others of their kind.
My raven's gone, they took him from me
On black and shining wings of song.
Upon a wind of freedom swept along.
My raven's gone, they took him from me.
I hear the laughter of their hate
And see the arrows fly from freedom's gate.
I don't wear blue ribbons now,
I don't wind my heart with laces.
I don't smile at lovers now,
I wind my eyes with rivers
From the places they will find.
The word is full of lovers
Loving hate and only loving
Others of their kind.
My love is gone, but love is with me.
The song he sang is in me now.
The tree of love will bear a loving bough.
Though he is gone, his voice is in me.
I hear him shout, I am not blind,
I am a man and men are all one kind.
I don't wear blue ribbons now,
I don't wind my heart with laces.
I don't smile at lovers now,
I wind my eyes with rivers
From the places they will find.
The word is full of lovers
Loving hate and only loving
Others of their kind.
But maybe they are learning now,
Maybe just a few are learning.
Music
This one is in F minor, so I'd say capo on three and D minor chords. The 'open' sound is due to the many fifth chords (i.e. without the major/minor third). Interestingly, as with the previous song on this record, the chorus and ending of the song are in a different key (A minor).
Verse
D5 | - | etc.
F5 | G5 |
D5 | - | etc.
G5 | A5
Chorus
F | F/e | F/eb | D5 |
A | F | D5 | A5
Coda
F | D5 | A5
Monday, January 26, 1970
What a Happy Day
Hey, people can you hear the children singing?
Hey, what a lot of love there is.
Standing on the doorstep of the history you're making,
Do you wonder what to give, or only what's for taking?
Can't you hear the children singing?
Won't you listen, hear them singing?
What a happy day.
What a groovy morning,
Come and play with me.
This is my garden, and you're welcome,
On this happy day.
Hey, people can you hear the children singing?
Hey, what a lot of love there is.
Standing in the sunshine while the sun is getting higher,
Will you take the sun away in one red cloud of fire?
Will you stop the children singing?
Can't you leave the chidren singing?
What a happy day.
What a groovy morning,
Come and play with me.
This is my garden, and you're welcome,
On this happy day.
Music
This is quite an interesting song, harmonically, as it follows the circle of fifths from the root of Eb all the way to Gb for the chorus, and then back again at the end. For guitar, I'd suggest a capo on the first fret and the following chords - in the intro and verse beginning, the descending and ascending bass line is the main thing; the 'sus2/4' indicates the melody line Ackles plays over some of the chords (see piano score):
Intro
D-D/c# | G/b-A/c# | D-D/c# | G/b-A/c#
Verse
D-D/c# | G/b-A/c# | D-D/c# | Bm(sus4)
G(sus4/2) | G | G | G
C(sus4/2) | C | F | F
Chorus
F | F | F | F
G | G | C | C
C | D
Piano score
Someone requested a piano score for this one, so I've transcribed it from the intro all the way to the end of the first chorus. I've expressly decided not to do a note-for-note transcription - the score indicates the harmonic and melodic backbone of the song, with some suggestions for the fills. I've also got it in the free MuseScore format, which allows you to play the score, as well as edit and print it. Send me an e-mail if you're interested.
Hey, what a lot of love there is.
Standing on the doorstep of the history you're making,
Do you wonder what to give, or only what's for taking?
Can't you hear the children singing?
Won't you listen, hear them singing?
What a happy day.
What a groovy morning,
Come and play with me.
This is my garden, and you're welcome,
On this happy day.
Hey, people can you hear the children singing?
Hey, what a lot of love there is.
Standing in the sunshine while the sun is getting higher,
Will you take the sun away in one red cloud of fire?
Will you stop the children singing?
Can't you leave the chidren singing?
What a happy day.
What a groovy morning,
Come and play with me.
This is my garden, and you're welcome,
On this happy day.
Music
This is quite an interesting song, harmonically, as it follows the circle of fifths from the root of Eb all the way to Gb for the chorus, and then back again at the end. For guitar, I'd suggest a capo on the first fret and the following chords - in the intro and verse beginning, the descending and ascending bass line is the main thing; the 'sus2/4' indicates the melody line Ackles plays over some of the chords (see piano score):
Intro
D-D/c# | G/b-A/c# | D-D/c# | G/b-A/c#
Verse
D-D/c# | G/b-A/c# | D-D/c# | Bm(sus4)
G(sus4/2) | G | G | G
C(sus4/2) | C | F | F
Chorus
F | F | F | F
G | G | C | C
C | D
Piano score
Someone requested a piano score for this one, so I've transcribed it from the intro all the way to the end of the first chorus. I've expressly decided not to do a note-for-note transcription - the score indicates the harmonic and melodic backbone of the song, with some suggestions for the fills. I've also got it in the free MuseScore format, which allows you to play the score, as well as edit and print it. Send me an e-mail if you're interested.
Sunday, January 25, 1970
Down River
Good to see you again Rosie.
I know I've changed a lot since then
But you're looking fine babe.
Three years, that ain't long Rosie,
I still remember our song
When you were mine babe.
Times change. Times change I know,
But it sure goes slow,
Down river, when you're locked away.
Hey why didn't you write Rosie,
I stayed awake most every night,
Counting my time babe.
Oh no I ain't mad Rosie,
I know you had to mind your dad,
But just a line babe.
Oh, sure I remember Ben.
Why we went all through school.
Is that right?
Well he ain't no fool.
He's a good man Rosie.
You hold him tight as you can.
Don't ask me why babe.
Yeah nice seeing you Rosie.
Me? I got things to do,
Well goodbye babe.
Times change. Times change I know
But it sure goes slow,
Down river, when you're locked away.
Times change. Times change I know,
But it sure goes slow down river.
Rosie.
Hey Rosie.
My babe.
Music
Original is in Bb, so capo on three and the following chords to play along on the guitar:
Intro
D | G
Verse
Gsus4 | G | G/f#
Em | Dsus4 | D
Chorus ("Times change...")
G | Gmaj7 | G7 | C (c-b-a)
Am | - | C | G
Bridge ("Oh, sure I remember Ben"...)
F#m | Bm | F#m
B7 | D# | F
Piano intro
The subsequent measures are an indication of the kind of chords you might use on the verse.
Instrumental version (on electric guitar):
I know I've changed a lot since then
But you're looking fine babe.
Three years, that ain't long Rosie,
I still remember our song
When you were mine babe.
Times change. Times change I know,
But it sure goes slow,
Down river, when you're locked away.
Hey why didn't you write Rosie,
I stayed awake most every night,
Counting my time babe.
Oh no I ain't mad Rosie,
I know you had to mind your dad,
But just a line babe.
Oh, sure I remember Ben.
Why we went all through school.
Is that right?
Well he ain't no fool.
He's a good man Rosie.
You hold him tight as you can.
Don't ask me why babe.
Yeah nice seeing you Rosie.
Me? I got things to do,
Well goodbye babe.
Times change. Times change I know
But it sure goes slow,
Down river, when you're locked away.
Times change. Times change I know,
But it sure goes slow down river.
Rosie.
Hey Rosie.
My babe.
Music
Original is in Bb, so capo on three and the following chords to play along on the guitar:
Intro
D | G
Verse
Gsus4 | G | G/f#
Em | Dsus4 | D
Chorus ("Times change...")
G | Gmaj7 | G7 | C (c-b-a)
Am | - | C | G
Bridge ("Oh, sure I remember Ben"...)
F#m | Bm | F#m
B7 | D# | F
Piano intro
The subsequent measures are an indication of the kind of chords you might use on the verse.
Saturday, January 24, 1970
Laissez-Faire
Money for cigarettes, pennies for wine.
Don't let them take that away, bud.
It's all I have to call mine.
Listen, buddy, that's all I have to call mine.
I got no overhead, no taxes to pay.
I just got one roll-away bed,
That they want to roll away.
Listen, buddy, don't let the roll it away.
Sure, I've heard what they're saying.
Share the wealth, that's what they're saying,
But I don't believe it.
The government takes all the cash,
And eats it or something.
So the rich get richer, and the poor get nothing,
So leave me my
Money for cigarettes, my pennies for wine.
Don't let them take that away, bud.
It's all I have to call mine.
Listen, buddy, it's all I have to call mine.
But, buddy, it's just enough to call mine.
Don't let them take that away, bud.
It's all I have to call mine.
Listen, buddy, that's all I have to call mine.
I got no overhead, no taxes to pay.
I just got one roll-away bed,
That they want to roll away.
Listen, buddy, don't let the roll it away.
Sure, I've heard what they're saying.
Share the wealth, that's what they're saying,
But I don't believe it.
The government takes all the cash,
And eats it or something.
So the rich get richer, and the poor get nothing,
So leave me my
Money for cigarettes, my pennies for wine.
Don't let them take that away, bud.
It's all I have to call mine.
Listen, buddy, it's all I have to call mine.
But, buddy, it's just enough to call mine.
Friday, January 23, 1970
Lotus Man
In the sand, listening to the water's song,
While the silent sun dissolves us.
Take my hand, silent too we'll drift along,
'Til the Lotus Man absolves us.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
In the night, listening to the city sound
Of the people who ignore us,
We'll take flight with the stars ether-bound,
Only galaxies to bore us.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
In the dawn, listening to the distant drums,
And the distant cannon firing,
We'll be gone long before the battle comes,
Just the thought of war is tiring.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
Music
This is in C, but because of the chord change with the chorus, I'd suggest a capo on 3 and the following chords.
Verse
A | F#m | D | A
A | F#m | D | D
Chorus
G | Em | F | F
F | Asus4 | A | A
While the silent sun dissolves us.
Take my hand, silent too we'll drift along,
'Til the Lotus Man absolves us.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
In the night, listening to the city sound
Of the people who ignore us,
We'll take flight with the stars ether-bound,
Only galaxies to bore us.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
In the dawn, listening to the distant drums,
And the distant cannon firing,
We'll be gone long before the battle comes,
Just the thought of war is tiring.
And we'll whittle down the hours,
Throw away the days.
We'll ring our world with flowers
While the other world decays.
Music
This is in C, but because of the chord change with the chorus, I'd suggest a capo on 3 and the following chords.
Verse
A | F#m | D | A
A | F#m | D | D
Chorus
G | Em | F | F
F | Asus4 | A | A
Thursday, January 22, 1970
His Name is Andrew
His name is Andrew,
He works in a canning factory.
He doesn't have a friend.
He chooses to wait alone,
For his life to end.
When Andrew was just a little boy,
He knew all the words to all the hymns of joy,
And he sang them on Sunday,
And he sang them on Monday,
And in April, and in May,
And he heard them say:
'God is love, God is love,'
And he believed them.
This child was Andrew,
He lived in a world of innocence.
On him the lion grinned.
He sang in the arms of God,
As he strummed the wind.
When Andrew was tall and twenty-one,
He wandered from God and wondered what he'd done.
For he still sang on Sunday,
Though he muddled through in May,
With a silence in his head,
'Til in jest it said:
'God redeems, God redeems,'
And he believed it.
This man was Andrew,
Hearing a voice he thought was stilled.
Back to the arms of grace
He stumbled through darkened woods
To a lighted place.
When Andrew returned to love and light,
He lifted his voice and sang away the night.
And the preacher from Sunday
Heard him singing on Monday,
And he stopped him with a word.
From the dark he heard:
'God is dead, God is dead,'
And he believed him.
My name is Andrew,
I work in a canning factory.
I do not have a friend.
I choose to wait alone
For this life to end.
He works in a canning factory.
He doesn't have a friend.
He chooses to wait alone,
For his life to end.
When Andrew was just a little boy,
He knew all the words to all the hymns of joy,
And he sang them on Sunday,
And he sang them on Monday,
And in April, and in May,
And he heard them say:
'God is love, God is love,'
And he believed them.
This child was Andrew,
He lived in a world of innocence.
On him the lion grinned.
He sang in the arms of God,
As he strummed the wind.
When Andrew was tall and twenty-one,
He wandered from God and wondered what he'd done.
For he still sang on Sunday,
Though he muddled through in May,
With a silence in his head,
'Til in jest it said:
'God redeems, God redeems,'
And he believed it.
This man was Andrew,
Hearing a voice he thought was stilled.
Back to the arms of grace
He stumbled through darkened woods
To a lighted place.
When Andrew returned to love and light,
He lifted his voice and sang away the night.
And the preacher from Sunday
Heard him singing on Monday,
And he stopped him with a word.
From the dark he heard:
'God is dead, God is dead,'
And he believed him.
My name is Andrew,
I work in a canning factory.
I do not have a friend.
I choose to wait alone
For this life to end.
Wednesday, January 21, 1970
Be My Friend
This world's a lonely place to walk around in.
This world's a pace where life is hard to spend.
But we can help each other live.
Everyone can give
The simple gift,
The words that lift:
Be my friend.
Some days you wake up feeling nothing but fear.
Some days you wonder why God put you here.
Then all at once there comes a word.
What was that you heard?
Why someone said,
From Gilead,
Be my friend.
This life may not bring much of comfort to you.
This world may lose its touch of kindness too.
And who's to blame?
Why can't you see?
Only you and me.
So if I may,
I'd like to say
Be my friend.
Music
C | F | C | F
C | Em | Asus4 | A
Dm | G | Dm | G
Am | F | C
This world's a pace where life is hard to spend.
But we can help each other live.
Everyone can give
The simple gift,
The words that lift:
Be my friend.
Some days you wake up feeling nothing but fear.
Some days you wonder why God put you here.
Then all at once there comes a word.
What was that you heard?
Why someone said,
From Gilead,
Be my friend.
This life may not bring much of comfort to you.
This world may lose its touch of kindness too.
And who's to blame?
Why can't you see?
Only you and me.
So if I may,
I'd like to say
Be my friend.
Music
C | F | C | F
C | Em | Asus4 | A
Dm | G | Dm | G
Am | F | C
Thursday, January 1, 1970
Youtube Library
Some of David Ackles' songs have been made available on Youtube. See below for a listing of his own recordings and various covers that are currently online.
David Ackles (1968)
Road to Cairo
Road to Cairo (live at 'Colour Me Pop')
Road to Cairo (short video footage!)
Down River
When Love Is Gone
His Name is Andrew
Blue Ribbons
What a Happy Day
Lotus Man
Subway to the Country (1969)
Out On The Road
Sonny Come Home
Laissez-Faire
Inmates of the Institution
Candy Man
American Gothic (1972)
Ballad of the Ship of State
California
Montana Song
Five and Dime (1973)
Jenna Saves
One Good Woman's Man
Covers by other artists
Love's Enough - Ricky Koole
One Night Stand - Dudley Serious
Down River - Elvis Costello & Elton John
Down River - Spooky Tooth
Down River - The Hollies
His Name is Andrew - Martin Carthy
Road to Cairo - Julie Driscoll
Road to Cairo - Howard Jones
Road to Cairo - Brian Auger & Trinity
Be My Friend - The Moths
David Ackles (1968)
Road to Cairo
Road to Cairo (live at 'Colour Me Pop')
Road to Cairo (short video footage!)
Down River
When Love Is Gone
His Name is Andrew
Blue Ribbons
What a Happy Day
Lotus Man
Subway to the Country (1969)
Out On The Road
Sonny Come Home
Laissez-Faire
Inmates of the Institution
Candy Man
American Gothic (1972)
Ballad of the Ship of State
California
Montana Song
Five and Dime (1973)
Jenna Saves
One Good Woman's Man
Covers by other artists
Love's Enough - Ricky Koole
One Night Stand - Dudley Serious
Down River - Elvis Costello & Elton John
Down River - Spooky Tooth
Down River - The Hollies
His Name is Andrew - Martin Carthy
Road to Cairo - Julie Driscoll
Road to Cairo - Howard Jones
Road to Cairo - Brian Auger & Trinity
Be My Friend - The Moths
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