2 Oct 2026

Blue is the Eye (Ye Vagabonds) - Irish Bouzouki Lesson by Johannes Broborn

 Yesterday I posted the cover version Johannes posted on youtube, today he is offering the lesson on how to play it. So take your chance to learn a beautiful little song. Lyrics and chords you can find in my other post here.



As the tab which is in the video is a bit difficult to see I made a tab in Tabledit. You can download it here.

Kevin Elam - How to Accompany a Strathspey (Highlander's Farewell)

Kevin Elam just released a lesson on how to rhythmically accompany a strathspey on his Patreon page. He kindly set this one for free for 14 days so hurry and have a look. And maybe bekome a member of his site.

You can watch the video here


1 Oct 2026

Blue is the eye by Ye Vagabonds - Cover by Johannes Broborn

This is a lovely cover by Johannes Broborn played on bouzouki and mandolin.


These are lyrics and chords:

{t:Blue Is The Eye}

{st:Ye Vagabonds}

Capo 1

 

A [D]crack in the [G]sky lends a [D]light to the [A]dark

The [D]wind blows the [G]ember of [A]coal from the [D]hearth

You [D]carry it [G]proudly through [D]ditches and [A]trees

And [Bm]cross the hor[G]izon to [A]lie down and [D]sleep

 


{soc}

[Bm]Lie down and [G]sleep, [A]sleep well my [D]darling

[Bm]Blue is the [Bm]eye watches [A]over the [D]sea

[Bm]Lie down and [G]sleep, [A]sleep well my [D]darling

[Bm]Blue is the [G]eye that [A]looks after [D]thee

{eoc}

 

 

[D]Over the [G]ocean tow[D]ard a new [A]world

The [Bm]city, the [G]island, the [A]tear and the [D]pearl

A [D]boat on the [G]water casts [D]out a clear [A]еye

The [Bm]darkness bе[G]neath us is [A]teeming with [D]life

 

{soc}

[Bm]Lie down and [G]sleep, [A]sleep well my [D]darling

[Bm]Blue is the [G]eye watches [A]over the [D]sea

[Bm]Lie down and [G]sleep, [A]sleep well my [D]darling

[Bm]Blue is the [G]eye that [A]looks after [D]thee

{eoc}

 

 

[D]Under the [G]fire from the [D]hearth on the [A]hill

The [D]coal and the [G]ember, they [A]glow away [D]still

[D]Songs to the [G]stranger, fa[D]miliar and [A]clear

[Bm]Ring out in [G]chorus for [A]all you hold [D]dear

 

{soc}

[Bm]Lie down and [G]sleep, [A]sleep well my [D]darling

[Bm]Blue is the [G]eye watches [A]over the [D]sea

[Bm]Lie down and [G]sleep, [A]sleep well my [D]darling

[Bm]Blue is the [G]eye that [A]looks after [D]thee

{eoc}

 


A [D]flash in the [G]dark glimmers [D]silver and [A]blue

[Bm]Breaches the [G]waves for a [A]moment or [D]two

[D]Moves away [G]slowly back [D]into the [A]deep

[Bm]Blue is the [G]eye watches [A]over the [D]sea

 

 

{soc}

[Bm]Lie down and [G]sleep, [A]sleep well my [D]darling

[Bm]Blue is the [G]eye watches [A]over the [D]sea

[Bm]Lie down and [G]sleep, [A]sleep well my [D]darling

[Bm]Blue is the [G]eye that [A]looks after [D]thee

{eoc}



Johannes uses following chords:


D: 7,0,0,0

G: 12,9,0,0

D: 11,12,0,0

A: 9,11,0,0


D:7,7,0,0

G: 4,5,0,0

A: 6,7,0,0

D: 7,0,0,0


D: 7,0,0,0

G: 12,9,0,0

D: 11,12,0,0

A: 9,7,0,0


In the refrain he plays Bm instead of G in the first line, but I prefer the G there.

Bm: 4,4,0,0

G: 4,5,0,0

A: 2,2,0,0

D: 2,0,0,0


Kitty Bawn O’Brien composed by Allister MacGillvray, played by George White

A lovely song composed by Allister MacGillvray. The story is set in a small village on the southern tip of Ireland during the 1800s and was composed for a project on Celtic emigration that was being prepared by Denis Ryan.


Buy Me A Pint

Lyrics and chords:

{title:Kitty Bawn O'Brien}

{subtitle:Allister MacGillivary}




[D]Soft blows the [G]wind both [D] sweet and warm

From the [G] peaks called [A7] Knockmeal [D]down,

The [D]songbird [G] sings his [D] weary [Bm]notes a[Em]bove Blackwater [A7]Sound;

From [A7]my heart  no [D]joys  de[A7]part‘s, no beauty can en[Bm]thral.

My[D]Kitty Bawn O'[G]Brien's [Em]gone to  [A]far off Montre[D]al.



I met her at the Mallow Fair where lovers sport and play.

I watched her feet move lightly while the piper droned away.

She sang a song so lilting there, her hands beneath her shawl.

Now Kitty Bawn O'Brien's gone to far off Montreal.


I followed her to Waterford the day the ship set sail.

Her mother let the teardrops fall. Her father's face was pale.

I kissed her ere I lost her there, and sorely I recall,

My Kitty Bawn O'Brien's gone to far off Montreal.


And far across the ocean wide, a world from Knockmealdown,

My Kitty shines like silver in some gold Canadian town.

She'll charm some young French soldier there; to blame him I've no call.

My Kitty Bawn O'Brien's gone to far off Montreal.

26 Sept 2026

TempoKey Studio by Declan Plummer - Free WebApp


 This free web-app by Declan Plummer lets you import Audio files, slow them down, pitch them up or down etc. So it's a nice tool for learning tunes. I just tried it and have to say, it has all the features you need. As it it a web app it works on Mac, PC, iOs and Android. 

You can try it for free here and maybe have a look at his other apps and his bouzouki courses as well.

24 Sept 2026

Finger practice - independence of the fingers, left hand

 This is in German, but easy to understand. At first it is really difficult, but it might help to place the fingers more individually on the fretboard.


17 Sept 2026

Red Haired Mary - Lesson by Johannes Broborn

 A new lesson by Johannes Broborn. The Song Red Haired Mary was written by Sean McCarthy. The song is also played by Dervish. Johannes teaches the version he plays.



The lyrics:

[Verse 1]
As I was goin' to the fair of Dingle one fine mornin' last July
A fine young man come up behind me "Red-haired Mary," he did cry
"Will you come with me my red-haired Mary, the donkey, he can carry two"
I looked at him, my eyes did twinkle, me cheeks they were a rosy hue
"Thank you kindly sir" I answered, then I tossed me light red hair
Says I, "Will you hold the donkey and I'll ride with you to the Dingle fair"
When we reached the town of Dingle, he caught me hand to say goodbye
When a tinker he pulled up behind him and hit him right in his left eye

[Refrain]
"Take your hands off red-haired Mary she and I are to be wed
We were with the priest this very morn, tonight we'll lie in our marriage bed"

[Verse 2]
Well, he was feeling very peevish, his poor eye was sad and sore
He kicked the tinker with his hobnails, knocked him through Tom Murphy's door
He galloped off to meet his father, the tallest man you e'er did see
He tapped him gently with his knuckles and now he's missin' two front teeth
Oh and I the happy cailín, "Man, with you I'll go," I said
"Never mind the priest this very morn, tonight we'll sleep in Murphy's shed"

[Verse 3]
Around the corner came a peeler, told him I had broke the law
The donkey kicked him on the kneecap, he fell down and broke his jaw
To the fair we roved together, his black eye and my red hair
Gazing gaily at the tinker, weren't we the happy pair?

[Refrain]
"Take your hands off red-haired Mary she and I are to be wed
We were with the priest this very morn, tonight we'll lie in our marriage bed"
"Take your hands off red-haired Mary she and I are to be wed
We were with the priest this very morn, tonight we'll lie in our marriage bed"

Robin Jones - New Lesson - 3 Polkas in ADAD tuning

 Robin Jones just released a new lesson. This time in ADAD tuning. 3 lovely well known polkas in a beautiful arrangement. To get the lesson go to his website here

Planxty played these Polkas in a set you can listen to it here.

7 Sept 2026

The Complete Irish Bouzouki App by Declan Plummer

 Declan from Top Score Music Academy made a new web-app. In this video he shows how it works and what it can do. Have a look for yourself. If you tried it please comment what you think about it.


What is an Irish Bouzouki, Video by N.K. Forster

Nigel Forster is a well known Luthier who lives in New Zealand. For a long time he worked with Stefan Sobell and he learned a lot at that time. In this video he tells lots of interesting things about the Irish Bouzouki. Afterwards you can see some videos where musicians play his instruments. 


This video covers:
— Where the Irish bouzouki came from, and is it really English?
— The Sobell design: carved arched top, curved back, long scale
— Tonewoods: what works best for the instrument?
— The common tunings.
— Cheap vs expensive: why most affordable bouzoukis never sing, and what to actually buy if you're starting out


30 Aug 2026

Lesson Beeswing by Johannes Broborn

 Johannes Broborn made a new lesson on how to play the Richard Thompson song Beeswing. This song is often heard in sessions. 



Here are the lyrics to the song:

I was nineteen when I came to town, they called it the Summer of Love
They were burning babies, burning flags, the hawks against the doves
I took a job in the steamie down on Cauldrum Street
And I fell in love with a laundry girl who was working next to me

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee′s wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running wild
She said "as long as there's no price on love, I′ll stay
And you wouldn't want me any other way"

Brown hair zig-zag around her face and a look of half-surprise
Like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes
She said "Young man, oh can't you see I′m not the factory kind
If you don′t take me out of here I'll surely lose my mind"

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee′s wing
So fine that I might crush her where she lay
She was a lost child, she was running wild
She said "as long as there's no price on love, I′ll stay
And you wouldn't want me any other way"

We busked around the market towns and picked fruit down in Kent
And we could tinker lamps and pots and knives wherever we went
And I said that we might settle down, get a few acres dug
Fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug
She said "Oh man, you foolish man, it surely sounds like hell
You might be lord of half the world, you′ll not own me as well"

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing
So fine a breath of wind might blow her away
She was a lost child, oh she was running wild
She said "as long as there's no price on love, I′ll stay
And you wouldn′t want me any other way"

We was camping down the Gower one time, the work was pretty good
She thought we shouldn't wait for the frost and I thought maybe we should
We was drinking more in those days and tempers reached a pitch
And like a fool I let her run with the rambling itch

Oh the last I heard she′s sleeping rough back on the Derby beat
White Horse in her hip pocket and a wolfhound at her feet
And they say she even married once, a man named Romany Brown
But even a gypsy caravan was too much settling down
And they say her flower is faded now, hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that's just the price you pay for the chains you refuse

Oh she was a rare thing, fine as a bee′s wing
And I miss her more than ever words could say
If I could just taste all of her wildness now
If I could hold her in my arms today
Well I wouldn't want her any other way

26 Aug 2026

Tradtab.com - Tabs, Tuner, Chords for Irish Bouzouki and other stringed instruments

A website with thousands of tabs for tunes. Comes with a tuner and chord shapes, abc-converter and scales. Just put this on your homescreen on your phone and you have instant access to these features.

You can find it here.



This is the tuner











and some scales



24 Aug 2026

Jig Picking Technique: Lesson by Guy Millward

 This is a lesson for beginners how to play Jigs. He leads you through a lot of well thought exercises. You might want to look for his other videos on youtube too.

The Gander In The Pratie Hole - Irish Bouzouki Lesson - Part A by Guy Milward

Guy Milward is a new name to me. Here's a lesson how to play the A-Part to the Jig The Gander In The Pratie Hole. He learned it from Macdara O'Faolain. The Tab and notation can be found on his website

His free lessons can be found here

Lesson: Andy M. Stewart-The Rambling Rover by Johannes Broborn

 Johannes Broborn uploaded his second lesson, this time he shows how he plays the Rambling Rover, a well known song written by Andy M. Stewart, the former lead singer of the Scottish band Silly Wizard. 

Andy also recorded some solo albums which are worth listening to. He was ill for a long time and died some years ago. He left us a lot of beautiful songs. If you can get hold of one of his songbooks (I think there are two out there) don't hesitate buying them.

Here's Johannes' video:


Here are the lyrics and the chords I play, might be different from the ones Johannes uses

{t:The Rambling Rover}

{st:Andy M. Stewart}

 


{soc}

[D]Oh, there're sober men aplenty,

[D]And drunkards barely twenty,

There are m[G]en of over [D]ninety

That have [Em]never yet kissed a [G]girl.

But give m[D]e a ramblin' rover,

A[D]nd fair Orkney down to Dover.

We will r[G]oam the country [D]over

And togeth[G]er we'll [A]face the[D] world.

{eoc}


 

I[D]'ve roamed through all the nations

T[D]a'en delight in all creation,

And I've tried a[G] wee sensation

Where the c[D]ompany, did prove[Em] kind.

And when p[D]artin' was no pleasure,

I[D]'ve drunk another measure

To the go[G]od friends that [D]were treasure

For they a[G]lways are[A] in our [D]minds.

 

{soc}

[D]Oh, there're sober men aplenty,

[D]And drunkards barely twenty,

There are m[G]en of over [D]ninety

That have [Em]never yet kissed a [G]girl.

But give m[D]e a ramblin' rover,

A[D]nd fair Orkney down to Dover.

We will r[G]oam the country [D]over

And togeth[G]er we'll [A]face the[D] world.

{eoc}

 


T[D]here's many that feign enjoyment

F[D]rom merciless employment,

Their am[G]bition was this de[D]ployment

From the [Em]minute they left the [G]school.

And they s[D]ave and scrape and ponder

W[D]hile the rest go out and squander,

See the w[G]orld and rove and [D]wander

And are [A]happier as a rule. [D] 

 

{soc}

[D]Oh, there're sober men aplenty,

[D]And drunkards barely twenty,

There are m[G]en of over [D]ninety

That have [Em]never yet kissed a [G]girl.

But give m[D]e a ramblin' rover,

A[D]nd fair Orkney down to Dover.

We will r[G]oam the country [D]over

And togeth[G]er we'll [A]face the[D] world.

{eoc}

 


I[D]f you're bent wi' arth-i-ritis,

Y[D]our bowels have got colitis,

You've gallopin'[G] with bollockitis

And you're[D] thinkin' it's ti[Em]me you died,

If you bee[D]n a man of action,

T[D]hough you're lying there in traction,

You will [G]get some satisfa[D]ction

Thinkin', [G]"Jesus, a[A]t least [D]I tried." 

 

{soc}

[D]Oh, there're sober men aplenty,

[D]And drunkards barely twenty,

There are m[G]en of over [D]ninety

That have [Em]never yet kissed a [G]girl.

But give m[D]e a ramblin' rover,

A[D]nd fair Orkney down to Dover.

We will r[G]oam the country [D]over

And togeth[G]er we'll [A]face the[D] world.

{eoc}