Gordon Downie – 11th Fret

The intro part of this is very jangly, so just bash at the strings to your hearts desire.
note For the intro, play the E5 as x799xx and the Emaj7(no 3rd) as x798xx.
Don't worry about hitting the open strings, it sounds good if you just bang at it.
Intro:
E5 Emaj7(no 3rd) E5 E5
A E
So this is fucking off by degrees and
A E
I suppose we turned out to be not-quite-Hawaii but
A B
I can float back to sleep cause at least you're lying to me like
A
music that dances from glowing apartments as
E
shadows entwine into a creamy darkness like
A
jewelry hung down from rich silhouettes
E B
portrays on the sidewalk where wetness reflects all the
A
colours of evening and the onset of lights
B E
like the promise of nothing, sweet nothing, tonight.
B
Ahhhhh
C E C E C B
E
A E
So this is enacting ecstasy and
A E
I suppose we turned out to be bathroom graffiti but
A B
I can float back to sleep cause at least youre lying to me like
A
shoveling hope into the infinite us til the
E
world surges in yelling, this is a drug bust
A
might turn up the heat and make us into one person
E B
but then the temperature plunges and the predicament worsens
E
til were a fleck of new snow on the eyelash of a cow
B
and we melt away, melt away,
E
now
B
Ahhhhhh
C E
C E
Melt away melt away now
C B
Melt away melt away now
Melt away now
E
*During the bridge, you can play this as the lead:
g|-5-7-9-11-12-11-12-14-16-|
It is repeated 3x with a variation at the end

Ghostpoet – Liiines

Piano arranged for guitar.
The entire song is D E B A using this pattern:
D E B A
E|--------------------------------|
B|--------------------------------|
G|----7-7-----7-7-----7-7-----7-7-|
D|----7-7-----7-7-----7-7-----7-7-|
A|-5-------7----------------------|
E|--------(0)------7-------5------|
I keep on scribbling
In the spare room Im living in
Bodys here but Im living in
Why do I keep wasting time
I keep on writing, writing
But them folk aint biting, biting
Maybe the bait ain't juicy enough
So Im switching, chucking spice in,
Add some flavor, up the heat,
silly rhymes and three-time beats, yeah
But that aint me - nah, nah, nah
It just aint me
So like me or lie me
These are the words that just be true
Sending them out with love and faithfully,
Hopefully, they'll mean something to me cause…
Life is too short to store our grudges
Life is too long to make no plans, plans
Im counting up time that I aint using (1,2,3,4…)
I need a good use for all these lines, and lines, and lines, and lines
And lines, and lines, and lines, and lines…
[Repeat all]

Citizen Cope – More than it Seems

Citizen Cope/Clarence Greenwood has a very restrained playing style
in that he rarely plays full chords. Most of the guitar work in this song
is with thirds; you can try these chords:
G: 320xxx / 325xx
C: x320xx / x325xx
A: 542xxx
The entire song is: G C A G
Lyrics:
Your so Pure(ah)
Your heart is full of
All i ever need
And i cant take it
I cant speak
So i just sit here and stare
My adorer, let me tell you a story
About someone in me
Now its gunna be surrounding me
Break my silence
Yea its a little bit more than it seems
We can make outside my dreams
Yea its a little bit more than it seems
We can make outside my dreams
My adorer, they say i dont know ya
I sure do know
Sure do miss ya
I can't take it
I can't take it
My adorer, your heart is full of
All ill ever need
I cant take it
I cant speak
Break my silence
Yea its a little bit more than it seems
We can make outside my dreams
Yea its a little bit more than it seems
(We can make it) We can make outside my dreams
Yea its a little bit more than it seems
(We can make it) We can make outside my dreams
Yea its a little bit more than it seems
(We can make it) We can make

Castanets – Three Days, Four Nights

Most of the song is played very sparsely; just hitting a few notes here and there.
Replace the chords with these if you want to play it without a capo:
Am -> Bm
G -> A
F -> G
E -> F#
Capo II
Am G
There's three days, and four nights to go
F E
And I won’t be with you anymore
Am F
Four nights like this to
Am
go
Am G
In the trees like a freeway with that wind
F E
A devil howling, silent again
Am F
And the chill of that sheet
Am
On your skin
Am G F E Am F Am x2
Solo:
Played with a slide (or not), without a capo.
e|------------------------------------------------------|
b|--10/12-12-12--12--10/12-12-12--12~~~-----------------|
e|--14/15-15-15--14/15-15-15---14/15-15-15---\12--12/14-|
b|------------------------------------------------------|
e|--20---19---19/20-20-20---19/20-20-20----19-----------|
b|------------------------------------------------------|
The last note is up close to the bridge.
Am
We ain’t free my love
G
We are not our masters
F
Without side looks faster
E
Drowned and distanced
Am
Rest and listen
F
As I cross these miles
Am
I try to tell you “I love you”
Am
Am G F E Am F Am X2
Am
F
The walk we take
G
In the rain today
E
Your feet in your boots
Am
On the mud of the graves
F Am
The way we refuse to be saved
Am F Am
The way we refuse to be saved
Am F Am
The way we refuse to be saved
Am

Buck 65 – Indestrucable Sam

This is done on a 5-string banjo with some heavy droning on the G string
(the small one at the bottom thats pegged halfway up the neck).
You'll be safe if you just let it ring out the whole time.
Be sure to let the G drone string ring throughout the song to get the proper sound
Riff 1:
d|--------------------------------------------
B|---------1^3-----------3^1------------------
G|-0-0-0^3-----0-0--0^3-------3--0----0-0-0^3-
D|--------------------------------------------
g|--------------------------------------------
------3^5-3^5-3^5----------
-1^3--3---3---3---3\1------
------------------------3-0

Riff 2:
d|--3^5-----3^5-3^5---3^5-3^5-----3^5-3^5---------
B|--3---------3---3---3---3-------3---3----3\1----
G|---------------------------------------------3-0
D|------------------------------------------------
g|------------------------------------------------
Lyrics:
Well this heres the story of Samuel Donbay
A man like any other at the end of a long day
Guts and muscles and maybe a little more
He worked as a grave digger after the civil war
Miles around competition burned with the deepest rage
The work was hard and Sam did it for the cheapest wage
Seemed that the other Mans shoes didnt fit him
When he was out working the others were out to get him
They called him indestructible Sam,
He promised he would die with a shovel in his hands
Thats right, they called him indestructible Sam
He promised he would die with a shovel in his hands
Diggin all day Sams pockets got richer
But the others were wishing he was out of the picture
So late one night some of the competition went to see Doctor Beauregard
a local magician
They asked if he could help put things in reverse
They pooled all their money for a fifty dollar curse
Next morning at work was a commotion
Digging a grave Sam heard an explosion
Followed by a moaning, cursing and mumbling
From the nearby bushes a figure came stumbling
Sam shrugged his shoulders and surveyed the damages
Later Dr Beauregard was seen wearing bandages
Worse for wear he wasnt taking suggestion
Said hed hex anyone that asked him any questions
The coast wasnt clear trouble kept lurking
The others kept scheming and Sam kept working
They called him indestructible Sam,
He promised he would die with a shovel in his hands
Thats right, they called him indestructible Sam
He promised he would die with a shovel in his hands
The other gravediggers lamented their blown chance
Decided to take matters into their own hands
Thoughts full of poison and making a trap
They blew up the shed where Sam was taking a nap
The others were astonished and totally annoyed
Cause Sam walked away while the shed was destroyed
Next they tied him up and they were sure that they got him when they
threw him in a lake and watched him sink to the bottom
Below and behold and to the others dismay
Sam was back at work again the very next day
They burned his house down to the ground they were possessed
And when that didnt work they finally shot him in the chest
So hold your head low and fly the flag half mast
But it was actually Samuel who had the last laugh
He recovered again, lord be praised
He lived to be a hundred and dug the others graves
They called him indestructible Sam,
He promised he would die with a shovel in his hands
Thats right, they called him indestructible Sam
He promised he would die with a shovel in his hands
And he did
They called him indestructible Sam,
He promised he would die with a shovel in his hands
Thats right, they called him indestructible Sam
And he died with a shovel in his hands
And this is an even true song
It was wrote on account of old Sam workin so hard
And I reckon thats how it ought to be

From John Zytaruk, Buck 65’s touring guitarist

Just lettting you know that Old Man Luedecke played his banjo part on this song using the clawhammer technique and that the tuning is actually G-modal, also known as Mountain Minor or Sawmill and involves raising the pitch of the second string up to C. Once you’re in that tuning, the whole sound of the song will come together much better. All the best-John

Bon Iver – Skinny Love

Tuning: G C C G C C
Note: on the record, he's tuned a bit down.
Since the top two strings are the same,
it's best just to tune based on them.
Am: 204000 -or- 200000
C: 507000 -or- 000000
D: 707000 -or- 700000
C/B: 407000 -or- 400000
or -
Tuning: E A D G B e (standard)
*Note: This is only an interpretation for standard tuning.
Chords are labeled to coincide with the way I named
the open-tuned version.
Am: x0201x
C: x3201x
D: x5403x
C/B: x2x01x
Here are a couple of the riffs he uses throughout the song.
Since it's in an open you can let the other strings ring out:
C|-------------------|-------0---------|
C|-------------------|-7-9-7---7-9-7-5-|
G|-7-9-7-5---7-9-7-5-|-----------------|
C|-------------------|-----------------|
C|-------------------|-----------------|
G|-------------------|-----------------|
Intro:
Am C
Am C
A C
D Am C
Verse:
Am C
Come on skinny love just last the year
Am C
Pour a little salt we were never here
Am C
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
D Am C
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer
Am C
I tell my love to wreck it all
Am C
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
Am C
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
D Am
Right in the moment this order's tall
Chorus:
C
I told you to be patient
C/B Am
I told you to be fine
C
I told you to be balanced
C/B Am
I told you to be kind
C
In the morning I'll be with you
C/B Am
But it will be a different "kind"
C
I'll be holding all the tickets
C/B Am
And you'll be owning all the fines
Verse:
Am C
Come on skinny love what happened here
Am C
Suckle on the hope in lite brassiere
Am C
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my
D Am
Sullen load is full; so slow on the split
C
Chorus:
C
I told you to be patient
C/B Am
I told you to be fine
C
I told you to be balanced
C/B Am
I told you to be kind
C
Now all your love is wasted?
C/B Am
Then who the hell was I?
C
Now I'm breaking at the britches
C/B Am
And at the end of all your lines
Bridge:
C
Who will love you?
C/B Am
Who will fight?
C C/B Am
Who will fall far behind?
Outro:
Am C
Am C
Am C
D Am C

Bocephus King – Josephina

The entire song is A D, repeated. Use majors, and throw in some arpeggios.
Lyrics:
What's the point in saying
I'll see you 'round some
Get use to anything
Get used by anyone
Got use to having you
Down here in exile
You've got a heart of grace
As big as Buddha's smile, but
I'm still waiting
You said you'd come for me
I'm still waiting
Just where I said I'd be
If you don't think I'm a number one contender,
Hold on
They gotta name for that
It's prostitution
That's just a wedding ring
It's no solution
He's just a heart attack
He's just a bank account
You gotta save me soul
And cast the demons out
If you still want that trash can wedding
Now pack your bags and you better get ready
If you still think there's a chance for redemption
Hold on
Come back Josephina
We miss you so much
Out here they testify
For drugs or money
Too many points of view
They hate your guts, honey
They'll never leave this place
Without a funeral
I don't recall the song
I know the tune though
I'm still waiting
You said you'd come for me
I'm still waiting
Just where I said I'd be
If you don't think I'm a number one contender,
Hold on
I gotta leave this place
They're killing wishes
Down at the laundromat
They're getting vicious
They parked a Cadillac
Upon my favourite dream, but
There's still a little pride
Left here inside of me

Beirut – Elephant Gun

Capo VI
Chords:
Em 022003
A7 x02223
D x00232
G 320003
Gmaj7 320002
To play on ukelele tune up a 1/2 step and play the top 4 strings.
Intro
Em A7 D G Gmaj7 (x2)
Verse
Em A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
If I was young, I'd flee this town, I'd bury my dreams under - ground
A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
As did I, we drink to die, we drink toni - i - ight
A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
Far from home, elephant guns, let's take them down one by one
A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
We'll lay it down, it's not been found, it's not aro - o - ound
Chorus
A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
Let the seasons begin, it rolls right on
A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
Let the seasons begin, take the big king down
A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
Let the seasons begin, it rolls right on
A7 D G Gmaj7 (Em)
Let the seasons begin, take the big king down
Bridge
Em A7 D G Gmaj7 (x4)
Em A7 D G Gmaj7 (Em)
Oh oh oh oh oh la la la (x4)
Em A7 D G Gmaj7 (x8)
Verse
Em A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
And it rips through the night, oh la la la
A7 D G Gmaj7 Em
And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
A7 D G Gmaj7 (Em)
And it rips through the silence, all that is left is all I hide
Outro
Em A7 D G Gmaj7 (x4)
Em

Architecture in Helsinki / Dr. Dog – Heart it Races

Capo III

Intro:
G Em x2
Verse:
G Em
And we're slow to acknowledge the knots in the laces
Heart it races
G Em
And we go back to where we moved out to the places
Heart it races
G
I bought it in a can and stirred it with my fingers singing
Em
Boom dah dah dah dah dah
Boom dah dah dah dah
Threw it out the window
G
And lately you been tanned, suspicious for the winter with your
Em
Boom dah dah dah dah dah
Boom dah dah dah dah
Legs like little splinters

Chorus:
G Em
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
G Em
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Verse:
G Em
And we're slow to acknowledge the knots in the laces
Heart it races
G Em
And we go back to where we moved out to the places
Heart it races
G
I sold it to a man and threw him out the window
He went
Em
Boom dah dah dah dah dah
Boom dah dah dah dah
Made his wife a widow

Chorus:
G Em
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
G Em
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Outro:
G
Boom dah dah dah dah dah
Boom dah dah dah dah
Boom dah dah dah dah dah
Boom dah dah dah dah
Em
Boom dah dah dah dah dah
Boom dah dah dah dah
Boom dah dah dah dah dah
Boom dah dah dah dah