When My Love Was Here
This one is
from “A Night at Jimmy Duke´s – Johnny and the Nasty Britches”
The song is
a little bit older. First appeared on The Kingston Trio´s album “Close-Up”,
October 1961.
We´ll spoil
you today, JS and KT fans.
JS-version:
Well, I
(Cj7)thought(hold) I´d spend a (Fj7)week(hold) or two
(Cj7)Where(hold)
we went last year,
Was a
(Cj7)little cottage (F)and(hold) a lake
(D7)That we
held so (G)dear.
And the
(Cj7)trees (G/B)all seemed much (Fj7)greener, (G)(G/D)
(Cj7) Much
gree(G/B)ner than this (Fj7)year, (G)
(Cj7)Thinking about last (Fj7)summer (on B, E
and G strings:
b hammer on
c pull off b-e-c-a)
(G) When my
love was (Cj7)here. (Fj7)
And the
(Cj7)wind a(G/B)cross the (Fj7)meadow
(Cj7) Seems
to (C)hide a (Fj7)tear, yeah,
(Em)
Thinking about last (Fj7)summer
(G) When my
love was (Cj7)here. (C7)
(F) Even
the (G)old care(Cj7)taker
(Fj7) Who
ar(G)rives from the (Cj7)train
(C) Says,
"This (Em/B)year just (Am)hasn´t, (Am/G)
(Dm7) It
hasn´t seemed the (G)same."
And the
(Cj7)wind (G/B)´cross the (Fj7)meadow,
(Cj7)Oh, it
(C)seems to (Fj7)hide a tear, (G)
(Cj7)
Thinking a(Em/B)bout last (Am)summer (Am7/G)
(F) When my
(G) love was (Cj7)here.
(on
B-string: hammer on/pull off b-c-b-c-b) (C5)
© John
Stewart, All Rights Reserved
janhauenstein@gmx.de, Charlie Woodward
& Art Faller
KT-version
I wondered
how to get across to my friends Charlie and Art that I know too little
This
tenderly sung ballad is from The Kingston Trio´s
excellent/mediocre/awful/simply disgusting LP Ahem,
Upon this
scream for help, Charlie asked the WKotKTB
Capo 2nd
fret
I
(Cj7)thought I’d spend a (Dm7)week or two
(Cj7)Where
we went last (Am7)year,
The
(C)little cottage (Dm7)and the lake
(D7)That we
held so (G7)dear.
But the
(C)trees all (Am)seemed much (Dm)greener, (G7)
Much
(C)greener (Am)than this (Dm)year, (G7) (Cj7)
Thinking
a(Em)bout last (Am)summer, (Dm)
When my
(G7)love was (C)here. (Am) (Dm) (G7)
And the
(C)stars all (Am)lost their (Dm)glitter, (G7)
(Cj7) They
were so (Am)full of (Dm)cheer, (G7) (Cj7)
Thinking
a(Em)bout last (Am)summer, (Dm)
When my
(G)love was (C)here. (C7)
(F)Even the
(Dm7)old care(Cj7)taker,
Who
(Am)brought us from the (Dm)train, (G7)
(Cj7) Says,
“This (Am)year just (Dm)hasn’t, (D7)
It hasn’t
seemed the (G)same.” (G7)
And the
(C)winds a(Am)cross the (Dm)meadow (G7)
(Cj7) Seem
to (Am)hide a (Dm)tear, (G7) (Cj7)
Thinking
a(Em)bout last (Am)summer,
(Dm)When my
(G)love was (C)here. (C7)
(F) (Dm) (Cj7) (Am) (Am7) (Dm) (G7) (C) (Am) (Dm)
(D7) It
hasn’t seemed the (G)same. (G7)
And the
(C)winds a(Am)cross the (Dm)meadow (G7)
(Cj7) Seem
to (Am)hide a (Dm)tear, (G7) (Cj7)
Thinking
a(Em)bout last (Am)summer,
(Dm)(hold)When
my (G7)(hold)love... was (C)here. (Am) (Dm) (G) (Cj7)
© John
Stewart, All Rights Reserved
Charlie Woodward, Art Faller & janhauenstein@gmx.de
(The trio)
2003