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ACROSS THE WIDE MISSOURI
J. Shirl/E. M. Drake
My lady love, she stands a-waitin' far across the wide Missouri. On the banks I hear her callin' to me.
Chorus:
A-roll, a-roll a-ree, across the wide Missouri. (Repeat line)
For seven years I've been a-roamin'. Seven years I left the valley. Now I live just for my true love to see.
(Chorus)
I'm pushing on when dawn's a-breakin', goin' 'cross the wide Missouri where my love, she stands a-waitin'
for me.
A roll, (a-roll a-ree), a roll a-ree, across the wide Missouri. (Repeat)
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ADIEU TO MY ISLAND
Travis Edmonson
Chorus:
I must bid adieu to my island. Leave the nights by the sea. My heart is heavy inside me. Bow down just like a palm
tree.
The nights may be warm in Hawaii and the sun may shine on Rome
But the steel bands are playing in Trinidad and my heart tells me that's home.
(Chorus)
I've traveled around on the sailing ships from Barbados to Bombay,
But the laughter in the market in Trinidad tells me that's where I should stay.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (repeat)
The sun's comin' out of the ocean now, and in an hour I'll be gone.
Watch from the mountain when the ships sail in for the one I'll be on.
(Chorus)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, a, la, la (repeat)
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ADIOS, FAREWELL
Terry Gilkyson
Chorus:
Adios, farewell, goodbye, Majicita. My love for you was never my crime. Adios, farewell, goodbye, Senorita.
I'll need the love of a man in his prime.
(2, 3, 4) I'll leave the love of a man in his prime.
I'm a rambler and a gambler, a get rich quick scrambler. I follow the laws that I make own my own.
Had to run to, take my gun to South of the border but I'm not the kind who can live all alone.
(Chorus)
Just a ridin' and a-hidin', my time I was bidin' till I met my love in a small village square.
Took her off right beside me with nothing to guide me. Nothin' but stars shinin' down in her hair.
(Chorus)
Like a fool I adored her, took her back to the border so we could be married till death do us part,
But the posse was a-waitin' and the wild gun of Satan shattered the love in my poor darlin's heart.
(Chorus)
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AH, WOE, AH, ME
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart
In Trinidad there was a family with much confusion, as you will see.
There was a mama and a papa and a son-of-a-gun who wanted to marry, have a wife of his own.
"You cannot marry that girl. I got to say 'No.' That girl is your sister but your mama don't know!"
Chorus:
Ah, woe, ah, me. Shame and scandal in the family. (Repeat)
So he found a young girl who suited him nice. He went to his papa to ask his advice.
His papa said, "Son, I got to say 'No.' That girl is your sister but your mama don't know!"
(Chorus)
As the weeks went by, the boy looked around. Soon the best cook on the island he found.
He went to his papa to name the day. His papa looked at him and at him he did say,
"You cannot marry that girl. I gotta say, 'No.' That girl is your sister, but your mama don't know!"
(Chorus)
So the years went by and he wished he was dead. He had seventeen girls and still wasn't wed.
When he'd ask his papa, papa would always say, "No! That girl is your sister but your mama don't know!"
(Chorus)
So he went to his mama and he bowed his head. Told his mama what his papa had said.
His mama said, "Son, go, man, go! Your papa ain't your papa but your papa don't know!"
(Chorus)
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A Little Soul Is Born
John Stewart
In the quiet of the dawn a little soul is born.
Put him in a blanket to see if he is warm.
Hold him very close, just as closely as you can,
For he'll never ever be that little soul again.
On a summer morning there's a little boy play
Discovering the world, that will be his one day.
Watch him very close just as closely as you can,
For he'll never ever be that young boy again.
On an autumn afternoon a young man goes to learn
How to build the bridges and makes the wheels to turn.
And woman you will love him just as often as you can,
For he'll never ever be that young man again.
On a lonely midnight winter an old man goes to sleep,
Leaving everything he owned for other men to keep.
And the earth will hold him close, just as closely as it can,
For he'll never ever be that old man again.
Epilogue:
Gone a life of yearning, a heart that's old and worn.
And in the quite of the dawn a little soul is born.
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ALL MY SORROWS
Dave Guard/Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds
Only one thing that money can't buy, true love that will never die. All my sorrows soon forgotten.
Carefree lovers down country lanes, don't know my grief, can't feel my pain. All my sorrows soon forgotten.
But it's too late, my love. Too late but never mind. All my sorrows soon forgotten.
Now there's one more thing that troubles my mind. My love is gone, left me behind. All my sorrows soon forgotten.
But it's too late, my love. Too late but never mind. All my sorrows soon forgotten.
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ALL THE GOOD TIMES
Jerry Walter
Chorus:
All the good times have past and gone. All the good times are over.
All the good times have past and gone. Little darlin', don't you weep no more.
I wish to the Lord I'd never been born the time when I was young.
I never would've seen her smiling face or heard her lying tongue.
(Chorus)
Oh, don't you see that lonesome dove that flies from pine to pine?
He's searchin' for his own, his own true love just like I search for mine.
(Chorus)
Come back, come back, my own true love, and stay a while with me.
If ever I've had a friend in this world, you've been a friend to me.
(Chorus, twice)
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ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT
Nick Reynolds
Sleep, my Child, and peace attend Thee, all through the night.
Guardian angels God will send Thee, all through the night.
Soft the drowsy hours are creeping, hill and vale in slumber sleeping,
God, His loving vigil keeping, all through the night.
While the moon her watch is keeping, all through the night.
While the weary world is sleeping, all through the night.
Through Your dreams You're swiftly stealing, visions of delight revealing,
Christmas time is so appealing, all through the night.
You, my God, a Babe of wonder, all through the night.
Dreams You dream can't break from thunder, all through the night.
Children's dreams cannot be broken; life is but a lovely token,
Christmas should be softly spoken all through the night.
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ALLENTOWN JAIL
Irving Gordon
They locked up her darlin' in Allentown jail, oh, oh, oh,
And no one has come to put up his bail, oh, oh, oh.
They say at the courthouse, he'll never go free, never go free,
'Cause he stole a diamond, a beautiful diamond to give, to give to she.
Somewhere in Allentown jail, her heart waits in Allentown jail.
Oh, well, she'll dance for you, mister, she'll sing you a song, oh, oh, oh,
But more than that, mister, would surely be wrong, oh, oh, oh.
But more than that, mister, would surely be wrong for can't you see?
Her love stole a diamond, a beautiful diamond to give, to give to she.
You'll find none like him though you search the world 'round, oh, oh, oh,
And that's why you'll need the best lawyer in town, oh, oh, oh.
You must find a lawyer, the best one in town for can't you see?
Her love stole a diamond, a beautiful diamond to prove his love to she.
Somewhere in Allentown jail, her heart waits in Allentown jail.
Yeah, somewhere in Allentown jail. Somewhere in Allentown jail. Somewhere in Allentown jail.
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ALLY, ALLY OXEN FREE
Rod McKuen/Steven Yates
Time to let the rain fall without the help of man. Time to let the trees grow tall. Now, if they only can.
Time to let our children live in a land that's free. Ally, ally, ally, ally, oxen free.
Time to blow the smoke away and look at the sky again. Time to let our friends know we'd like to begin again.
Time to send a message across the land and sea. Ally, ally, ally, ally, oxen free.
Strong and weak, mild and meek, no more hide and seek.
Time to see the fairness of a children's game. Time for men to stop and learn to do the same.
Time to make our minds up if the world at last will be. Ally, ally, ally, ally, oxen free.
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ANN
Billy Edd Wheeler
I know I'll never meet another hunk o' woman like my Ann. She makes me feel like a great big man.
I'm gonna go tell her mama what I think about her, say, "Thank you, ma'am, for giving me your daughter Ann."
She sure is stacked from her toes to the nape of her neck, she's packed like a seed in a grape, she's smooth
as marble skin.
When I see her I believe I'm a real young guy and ev'ry time I go to work I think I might die if I can't hurry
home again.
If the good Lord worked all night a-makin' me a female plan, I'd say, "No, thanks, Lord. I'll just keep Ann."
How could I ever look at any other woman when I've got Ann? I feel so good when she takes my hand.
I'm gonna go tell her daddy what I think about her, say, "Thank you, man, for giving me your daughter Ann."
When I come home and I feel like I've been run over by a ten-ton truck she can rub my shoulder and ease my aches
and pains.
If I lose my job and I'm down to a silver dollar and I feel like a dried up gourd in a holler, she soothes my brow
like summer rain.
If the good Lord worked all night a-makin' me a female plan, I'd say, "No, thanks, Lord. I'll just keep Ann."
I'd say, "No thanks, Lord, I'll just keep Ann."
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ASPEN GOLD
Harold Payne
I hitchhiked into Idaho in the middle of the night
Caught the autumn outdoor late show by God's own candle light
I closed my eyes reluctantly while mother nature waved her wand
When I awoke I saw before me in the dawn
Chorus:
Aspen gold among the green. Prettiest sight my eyes have ever seen.
Aspen gold among the green. Prettiest sight this city boy's ole smoggy eyes have seen.
Caught a ride from an old-time miner
Heading aimless toward his past
He talked about his younger years and a life just as fast
They were looking for a fool's gold buried deep inside the ground
Well, if they had looked up into the trees, they would have found.
(Chorus)
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AWAY RIO
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart
The anchor is weighed and sails they are set. Away, Rio!
The girls back home we'll never forget for we're bound for the Rio Grande.
And away, Rio! High away, Rio! The girls back home we'll never forget for we're bound for the Rio Grande.
Two more days, Johnny, two more days. Only two more days, Johnny, two more days.
The mainsail is up and the spinnaker's out. Away, Rio!
We'll head for Cape Horn and then pull her about for we're bound for the Rio Grande.
And away, Rio! High away, Rio! We'll head for Cape Horn and then pull her about for we're bound for the Rio Grande.
One more day, Johnny, one more day. Only one more day, Johnny, one more day.
When we get to Rio we'll drop all our pay. Away, Rio!
And young Michael Christian is countin' the days for we're bound for the Rio Grande.
And away, Rio! High away, Rio! And young Michael Christian is countin' the days for we're found for the Rio Grande.
There she lies, Johnny, there she lies. There she lies, Johnny, there she lies.
B
BABE, YOU'VE BEEN ON MY MIND
Bob Dylan
Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat uncovering the cross roads I am standing at
Or maybe it's the weather or something like that but babe, you've been on my mind.
I am not asking you to say words like "yes" and "no", please understand me. I've got
no place for you to go.
I'm just breathing to myself, pretending not that I don't know. Babe, you've been on my mind.
Even though my mind is hazy and my thoughts, they might be narrow,
Where you been? Don't bother me or bring me down in sorrow
It don't even matter to me where you're waking up tomorrow. Babe, you've been on my mind.
When you wake up in the morning, baby, look inside your mirror, you know I won't be next to you. You know
I won't be near.
I'll just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear as someone who has had you on his mind. (Repeat 1st
verse.)
Babe, you've been on my mind.
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BAD MAN'S BLUNDER
Cisco Houston/Lee Hays
Well, early one evening I was rollin' around. I was feelin' kind of mean. I shot a deputy down.
Strollin' on home and I went to bed. Well, I laid me pistol up under my head.
He strolled along home (I took my time) and he went to bed (Thought I'd sleep some)
Laid his pistol (Big twenty-two) up under his head (I keep it handy)
Well, early in the morning 'bout the break of day, I figured it was time to make a getaway.
Steppin' right along but I was steppin' too slow. Got surrounded by a sheriff down in Mexico.
He was steppin' right along (Were a-high footin' it) but he was steppin' too slow (It was a sultry day)
Got surrounded by a sheriff (Boxed in) in Mexico. (I didn't even have a chance to see the country.)
When I was arrested, I didn't have a dime. The sheriff says, "Son, you're ridin' free this time.
Where you're goin' you won't need a cent 'cause the great state of Texas gonna pay your rent.
'Cause where you're goin' (I think he means jail) you won't need a cent (Well, he knows I'm broke)
'Cause the great state of Texas (Yippee!) gonna pay your rent. (I'm mighty grateful, fellas)
Well, I didn't have a key and I didn't have a file. Natur'lly I stayed around until my trial.
The judge was an old man; ninety-three and I didn't like the way the jury looked at me.
The judge was an old man (Too old) Ninety-three (Entirely too old)
I didn't like the way the jury looked at me. (I think they were suspicious.)
The judge and the jury, they did agree. They all said murder in the first degree.
They judge said, same, ("I don't know whether to hang you or not, but this killing of deputy sheriffs has
just got to naturally got to stop!" "You've got a point there, judge!")
It was a most unsatisfactory trial. They gave me ninety-nine years on the hard rock pile.
Ninety and nine on the hard rock ground. All I ever did was shoot a deputy down.
Ninety and nine (It could have been life.) on the hard rock pile (They might-a hung me)
And all he ever did was shoot a deputy down (This whole thing has sure been a lesson to me. Bang! You're dead!)
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BALLAD OF THE QUIET FIGHTER
John Stewart
Chorus:
Oh, I stood watchin', oh, I stood waitin' and as the rivers of freedom run through this land
I'll be there for to lend you my hand.
(Spoken:)
Well, I listened to the shouting of those with their lies who tore at the heart of this country of mine.
But here's where a quiet man with truth in his hand can make a stand and be heard in this land. So,
(Chorus)
So I stood by the watch road till the October of their days
With the winds to my left and then far from the right, blowing my way
But now is the hour. The time I can see when we'll win with the truth that has made us free. So,
(chorus)
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BALLAD OF THE SHAPE OF THINGS
Sheldon Harnick
Completely round is the perfect pearl the oyster manufactures.
Completely round is the steering wheel that leads to compound fractures.
Completely round is the golden fruit that hangs on the orange tree.
Yes, the circle shape is quite reknowned.
'Tis sad to say it can be found in the low-down dirty run around
My true love gave to me. Yes, my true love gave to me.
Completely square was the velvet box he said my ring would be in.
Completely square was the envelope he said farewell to me in.
Completely square was the handkerchief I burnish constantly.
As it dries my eyes of the tears I shed
And blows my nose 'til it turns bright red for a perfect square is my true love's head.
He will not marry me. No! He will not marry me.
Rectangular was the hotel door, my true love to sneak through.
Rectangular was the transom over which I had to peek through.
Rectangular was the hotel room I entered angrily.
Now rectangular was the wooden box
Where lies my love 'neath the golden flox. They say he died of the chicken pox.
In part, I must agree. One chick too many had he.
Triangular is the piece of pie I eat to ease my sorrow.
Triangular is the hatchet blade I plan to hide tomorrow.
Triangular the relationship that now has ceased to be,
And triangular is the garment thin that fastens on with a safety pin
To a prize I had no wish to win.
It's a lasting memory that my true love gave to me.
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BALLAD OF THE THRESHER
Allen/Nielsen/Donald
Oh, the Thresher, the finest atomic ship that ever dived for the sea.
Each man on board was a volunteer. Was there 'cause he chose there to be.
Chorus:
Ev'ry man jack on board was a hero. Ev'ry man jack on board there was brave.
Ev'ry man jack on board was a hero. Each man risked a watery grave.
Oh, their wives and their sweethearts came down to port their last fond good-byes there to say.
Each tried her best to be tearless and brave. They promised to meet there some day.
(Chorus)
Then "Dive," said the Captain and we held our breath. A sound like she'd broken in two.
That was the last we ever heard of her. Last word we had of her crew.
(Chorus)
Oh, the Thresher, yes, now her reactor is still but very good company she keeps.
Men from the Lexington, Hornet, and the Wasp are down there with her in the deep.
(Chorus)
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BANUA
Dave Guard
Banua, Banua, banua, oh! Banua, Banua, baby, I don't know. (Hit it!) ( Once again!)(Repeat)
Won't you come to me, baby? Won't you bring me my bail?
For a drink and a fight on a Saturday night, they put down in the Banua jail.
(Chorus)
I didn't mean to be fightin' and bringin' you all of this shame,
But the tongue of Jonathan Brighton was scandalizin' your name.
(Chorus)
This Banua jail is cold and damp. The rats, they cover the floor.
Just ten and three will set me free and I'll be yours forever more. (Soft!)
(Chorus)
Banua!
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BAY OF MEXICO
Paul Campbell/Tom Geraci
Oo - 'round the bay of Mexico. Way up, Suzianna! Mexico is the place I belong in. 'Round the bay of Mexico.
Wind from the East and it's blowin' strong. Way up, Suzianna!
Looks like a hurricane comin' along, well, 'round the bay of Mexico.
Wind will blow and that rain will pour. Way up, Suzianna!
Better get the sugar boats up on the shore, now, 'round the bay of Mexico.
Why those young gals love me so? Way up, Suzianna!
'Cause I don't tell ev'rything that I know. 'Round the bay of Mexico.
When I was a young man and in my prime. Way up, Suzianna!
Court those young girls ten at a time, boys. 'Round the bay of Mexico.
Nassau girls ain't got no comb. Way up, Suzianna!
Comb their hair with a whipper back bone. 'Round the bay of Mexico.
When I leave the sea, I'll settle down. Way up, Suzianna!
With a big, fat mama from Bimini town. 'Round the bay of Mexico.
'Round the bay of Mexico. Oo--
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BIG BALL IN TOWN
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart
Chorus:
Well, there's a big ball in Boston, big ball in town. Big ball in Boston, I'm gonna get on down.
The birthplace of our nation is Boston so they say. They try to keep it as it was but it's changing ev'ry
day.
(Chorus)
The Red Coats, they were comin', their cloth was made of tweed. Some say their shirts were button down (The
tradition is Ivy League.)
(Chorus)
We met a chap from Harvard, very slim and pale. The last time that we saw him he was dancing with a cat from
Yale.
(Chorus)
And just a mile from Harvard's a campus you should see. M I T K E Y M O U S E
(Chorus)
The folks who come from Boston are said to be quite dated. So whadda ya have to say, my friend?
Well, uh, Bobby and Teddy and I made it.
(Chorus)
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BIG SHIP GLORY
Charlie Merriam
I been to Jamaica. I been to the South land. I've been down the river of no return many times before.
Chorus:
Now, won't you carry me home, big ship, Glory, carry me home? Carry me home, big ship, Glory, carry me home.
I been through the sunshine. I been through the thunder. I've been through a hurricane bound for trouble
in a Florida storm.
(Chorus)
Well, I don't remember when it started. We were going strong and then we parted
Singing every song I ever knew since I was ten.
Yes, I rode a main sail for your honor. Even went to jail in Tijuana
If I had to live my life all over, I'd do it all again.
'Cause I've been through some good times. I've been through some troubles.
I've been through some hard times that had me wishin' I had never been born.
(Chorus twice and fade)
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BILLY GOAT HILL
James Day/George Arno
There's a winding road and a tall pine tree, by the tall pine tree, she waits for me.
Oh, yes, she waits in the little green house that sits on top of Billy Goat Hill.
Chorus:
I left my love in the little green house. I left my love with a broken heart.
I left my love in the little green house that sits on top of Billy Goat Hill.
There's a white front porch and a ramblin' rose, by the ramblin' rose we made our vow.
Oh, yes, we vowed in the little green house that sits on top of Billy Goat Hill
(Chorus)
I'll return some day to the winding road to my one true love who waits for me.
Yes, there she'll be in the little green house that sits on top of Billy Goat Hill
(Chorus)
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BIMINI
B. Olofson/M. McIntyre
Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini.
We were all sailors 'til the day our boat pulled in to Bimini Bay.
We tapped a keg. We loaded on. Woke up to find the boat was gone!
Chorus:
Send my bail down to Bimini. This town is wearisome. Got thrown in jail just for drinkin' Barbego rum, Barbego
rum.
Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin 'til I go down to Bimini.,
I recollect the other night, seems like there was a friendly fight.
It was a woman brought me grief. Her mother was the police chief!
(Chorus)
I told them I would mend my ways. They let me out in thirty days.
One little sip to quench my thirst, I should have read the label first!
(Chorus)
Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini.
They say that Bimini can't afford to keep providing room and board.
I'm anchored here by ball and chain, squeezin' the rum from sugar cane.
(Chorus)
Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini. (Repeat and fade)
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BLOW THE CANDLE OUT
Tom Drake/Bob Shane
When I sailed into Portland town, I called upon my dear. Her window held a candle. It's light shone bright
and clear.
I walked up to her doorstep. I knew she was within. Her candle told the story, boys, and I was home again.
I like her good behaviour. I like her easy way. I cannot sleep contented. The night seems like the day.
To sail in muddy weather, it makes me want to shout and roll her in my arms, boys, and blow the candle out.
When I got home to Portland, 'twas as I said before. The candle at the window and my love at the door.
We let the candle go, boys. We had no care or strife. We went to see the parson and she became my wife.
And when we have a baby, boys, we'll name him after me. She'll keep him neat and kiss him and rock him on
her knee,
And when this trip is over, I'll sail no more about. Yes, I'll remain in Portland, Maine, to blow the candle out.
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BLOW YE WINDS
Dave Guard
'Tis advertised in Boston, New York, and Buffalo a hundred hearty sailors, a whalin' for to go.
Chorus:
Blow, ye winds, O' mornin', blow, ye winds, hi ho. Haul away your runnin' gear and blow, boys, blow.
They tell you of the clipper ships a-runnin' in and out. They say you'll take five hundred whales before
you're six months out.
(Chorus)
The skipper's on the after deck a-squintin' at the sails. When up above the lookout spots a mighty school
of whales.
(Chorus)
Then lower down the boats, my boys, and after him we'll travel but if you get too near his tail, he'll kick
you to the devil.
(Chorus)
And now that he is ours, my boys, we'll bring him alongside. Then over with our blubber hooks and rob him
of his hide.
(Chorus)
When we get home, our ship made fast, and we get through our sailin'. A brimmin' glass around we'll pass
and hang this blubber whalin'.
(Chorus)
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BLOWIN' IN THE WIND
Bob Dylan
How many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man?
Yes, 'n' how many seas must a white dove sail before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, 'n' how many times must the cannon balls fly before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind. The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have before he can hear people cry?
Yes, 'n' how many deaths will it take 'till he knows that too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind. The answer is blowin' in the wind.
How many years must a mountain exist before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, pretending he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind. The answer is blowin' in the wind.
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BLUE EYED GAL
Bob Shane/Tom Drake/Miriam Stafford
Gonna find a bran' new gal. Don't want one who's lazy 'cause the one I got right now, 'bout to drive me crazy.
'Bout to drive me crazy. 'Bout to drive me wild. 'Bout to drive me down that road more'n a hundred miles.
I don't want a workin' gal, one whose face is flow'ry. I just want a country gal who'll have a handsome dowry.
I don't want a city gal, one who's kind-a lazy 'cause I got a gal in town 'bout to drive me crazy.
'Bout to drive me crazy. 'Bout to drive me wild. 'Bout to drive me down that road more'n a hundred miles.
I don't want a city gal who sips of cherry wine. I want a gal to share with me my country turpentine.
Reaching for that mountain, leave her here in town. Boarding at a big hotel, run her money down.
Run her money down, boys, run her money down. Boarding at that big hotel, run her money down.
She lived here when I met her. She'll live here when I'm gone. She'll stay around, run her money down, but
me, I'm moving on.
Me, I'm moving on, boys. Me, I'm moving on. Stay and run her money down, me I'm movin' on.
'Bout to drive me crazy. 'Bout to drive me wild. 'Bout to drive me down that road more'n hundred miles.
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BLUE TATTOO
A. Clancy
My ship was leaving 'Frisco. My gal was crying again.
We past the place for tattooing. Uh, oh, I went and walked right in.
Hey, mister, you've gotta help me. Hey, mister, make it fast
And on my arm put a picture, uh, oh, and make it last and last.
Chorus:
With a ribbon (with a ribbon) and a heart (and a heart)
And an arrow (and an arrow) running through (running through)
And her name (and her name) in the middle (in the middle)
In the middle of a blue tattoo (blue tattoo).
Sailed to Polynesia with gals of beauty and charm
But you know what made me resist them? Uh, oh, the tattoo on my arm.
Came back over the water. Saw my gal at the shore
Holding hands with a sailor, uh, oh, and on his arm he wore
Just a ribbon (just a ribbon) and a heart (and a heart)
And an arrow (and an arrow) running through (running through)
And her name (and her name) in the middle (in the middle)
In the middle of a blue tattoo (blue tattoo).
Went back to the tattoo shop in town at the end of the wharf.
Said, "Mister, you've got to help me, uh, oh, and take the darn thing off."
He said, "Oh, sailor remember you told me make it fast.
I made it just like you told me, uh, oh, it's gonna last and last."
(Chorus)
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BONNY HIELAN' LADDIE
Joe Hickerson/Dave Guard
Was you ever in Quebec, bonny laddie, hielan' laddie, stowing timber on the deck, bonny hielan' laddie.
Was you ever in Dundee, bonny laddie, hielan' laddie, there some pretty ships you'll see, bonny hielan' laddie.
Chorus:
Hey, ho, and away we go, bonny laddie, hielan' laddie.
Hey, ho, and away we go, bonny hielan' laddie.
This Boston town don't suit my notion and I'm bound for far away.
So, I'll pack my bag and sail the ocean and I'll see you on another day.
Was you ever in Mobile Bay, bonny laddie, hielan' laddie, loading cotton by the day, bonny hielan' laddie.
Was you ever 'round Cape Horn, bonny laddie, hielan' laddie, with the Lion and the Unicorn, bonny hielan' laddie.
(Chorus)
One of these days and it won't be long and I'm bound for far away.
You'll take a look around and find me gone and I'll see you on another day.
Was you ever in Monterey, bonny laddie, hielan' laddie, on that town with three months pay, bonny hielan'
laddie.
Was you ever in Aberdeen, bonny laddie, hielan' laddie, prettiest girls that you've ever seen, bonny hielan' laddie.
(Chorus)
Farewell, dear friends, I'm leaving soon and I'm bound for far away.
We'll meet again this coming June and I'll see you on another day.
(Chorus)
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BOTTLE OF WINE
Tom Paxton
Chorus:
Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine, when you gonna let me get sober. Let me alone. Let me go home. Let me back and
start over.
Well, I've rambled around this dirty old town singing for nickels and dimes.
Times getting' rough. I can't get enough to buy me a little bottle of wine.
(Chorus)
Well, little hotel, older than hell, cold as the dark in the mine.
Light so dim, I had to grin, I got me a little bottle of wine.
(Chorus)
Well, the preacher will preach and the teacher will teach. The miner will dig in the mine.
I ride the rods, trusting in God, huggin' my little bottle of wine.
(Chorus)
Well, pain in my head, bugs in my bed, pants so old that they shine.
Out on the street, I tell the people I meet to buy me a little bottle of wine.
(Chorus)
Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine, when you gonna let me get sober.
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BROWN MOUNTAIN LIGHT
Scott Wiseman
Spoken: In the hills of North Carolina, since the times of the early settlers, a strange light has
been witnessed near the top of Brown Mountain. To this day, no one can explain the mystery of
the Brown Mountain Light.
Chorus:
High on the mountain and down in the valley below. It shines like the crown of an angel and fades as the mist comes
and goes.
Way over yonder, night after night until dawn. A faithful old slave, come back from the grave (searchin')
For his master who is long, long gone.
In the days of the old covered wagon, when they camped on the flats for the night
With the stars growing dim on the old high gorge rim, they would watch for the Brown Mountain Light.
(Chorus)
Long years ago a southern planter came hunting in this wild land alone,
And here, so they say, the hunter lost his way and never returned to his home.
His trusty old slave brought a lantern and searched, but in vain, day and night.
The old slave is gone but his spirit wanders on and the old lantern still casts its light.
(Chorus)
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BUDDY, BETTER GET ON DOWN THE LINE
Jane Bowers/Dave Guard
Chorus:
Buddy, better get on down the line (repeat), here comes ninety-seven, making up some time.
Buddy, this is ninety-seven at your back. Got a ton of coal poured down the stack.
Here comes ninety-seven, runnin' down the track.
Hey, hey, pretty baby, hey, hey. Baby, now don't get in my way.
When I'm in town, you call me sugar, honey. When I'm gone, just run around and play.
Buddy, better get on down the line (repeat), here comes ninety-seven, comin' in on time.
Met a lot of weather early today. Makin' up an hour and a quarter delay.
Here comes ninety-seven, roarin' all the way.
Roll on, pretty baby, roll on. You know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone.
You mess around too long and now I'm leavin'. Bye-bye, adios, farewell, so long.
(Chorus, twice)
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BYE, BYE, THOU LITTLE TINY CHILD
Dave Guard
Chorus:
Bye, bye, thou little tiny child. Bye, bye, lullee lullay. (Repeat)
Sisters, too, how may we do for to preserve this day.
This youngling for whom we sing, bye, bye, lullee, lullay.
(chorus)
Herod in his raging chargeth hath he this day.
Men of might in his sight children young to slay.
(Chorus)
Woe is me, poor Child, for thee and ev'ry morn and day.
For thy parting neither say nor sing, bye, bye, lullee, lullay.
(Chorus)
C
CARRIER PIGEON
Jules Fox/Sam Friedman
Carrier pigeon, carrier dove, fly to my darlin' and take her my love.
Take her a message. Tell her I'm blue. Tell her I'm lonely but faithful and true.
Carrier pigeon, carrier dove, fly to my darlin' and take her my love.
Tell her I miss her. Say I was wrong. Tell her that we've been parted too long.
Carrier pigeon, carrier dove, take her my heart and return with her love.
Wrote her and phoned her, wired her, too. She never answered, so I'm countin' on you.
Carrier pigeon, carrier dove, fly to my darlin' and bring back my love.
Wantcha to tell her one little thing. Say that I'm holdin' that old weddin' ring.
Carrier pigeon, carrier dove, fly to my darlin' and bring back my love.
Fly away, pigeon, fly away, dove. Come back, pigeon. Back with my love.
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CHILDREN OF THE MORNING
John Stewart
Dance to the circle, watch it grow. Turning like forever, movin' slow.
It's only a moment, yes, I know. Children of the morning told me so.
Burn with the fire, make it bright. Lost within the space of outer sight.
One lonely flame against the night. Children of the morning, make it light.
Worn by a voice upon the breeze, glistened by the waters rollin' free.
Hidden in the color of a tree. Children of the morning, it is thee.
Stand upon the mountain, it is done. Watch them at the cross roads as they come.
Blinded by another winter's sun. Children of the morning, you have won.
(Repeat first verse)
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CHILLY WINDS
John Phillips/John Stewart
Chorus:
I'm goin' where them chilly winds don't blow. Gonna find a true love. That is where I want to go.
Out where them chilly winds don't blow.
Sing your song, sing it soft and low. Sing it for your baby and then I'll have to go. Out where them chilly
winds don't blow
Wish I was a headlight on a west bound train. I'd shine my light on cool Colorado range
Out where them chilly winds don't blow.
If you're feelin' lonely, if you're feelin' low. Remember that I loved you more than you will ever know.
Goin' where them chilly winds don't blow.
(Chorus)
I'm leavin' in the springtime, won't be back till fall. If I can forget you, I might not come back at all.
Out where them chilly winds don't blow. (Repeat twice)
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C'MON BETTY HOME
Paul Stookey/Peter Yarrow
Chorus:
C'mon, Betty, home. Come on the very next train. You've been gone so lonesome long
I hardly know my name. I hardly know my name.
Wind in the willow go sorry sigh all night through.
Willow sigh as I pass by where I walked with you.
(Chorus)
Ripple in the river go hurry by. Never come no more.
Ripple by and tell her I'm waiting on the shore.
(Chorus)
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COAL TATTOO
Billy Edd Wheeler
Travelin' down that coal town road. Listenin' to my rubber tires whine.
Goodbye to Buckeye and white Sycamore. I'm leavin' you behind.
I've been coal miner all of my life. Layin' down track in the hole.
Gotta back like an ironwood, bit by the wind. Blood veins blue as the coal. Blood veins blue as the coal.
Somebody said, "That's a strange tattoo you have on the side of your head."
I said, "That's the blueprint left by the coal. A little more and I'd been dead.
Well, I love the rumble and I love the dark. I love the cool of the slade,
And it's on down the new road, lookin' for a job. This travelin' nook in my head.
I stood for the union and walked in the line and fought against the company.
I stood for the U. M. W. of A. Now, who's gonna stand for me?
I've got no house and I got no job, just got a worried soul
And a blue tattoo on the side of my head left by the number nine coal. Left by the number nine coal.
Some day when I'm dead and gone to heaven, the land of my dreams.
I won't have to worry on losin' my job, on bad times and big machines.
I ain't gonna pay my money away on dues or hospital plans.
I'm gonna pick coal where the blue heavens roll and sing with the angel band.
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COAST OF CALIFORNIA
Dave Guard/Jane Bowers
There is treasure hidden there, on the coast of California. El Diego hid it there when the Clera ran aground
On the coast of California, deep within a cave that's never seen.
Treasure, stolen from the Incas, we could capture for the Queen.
There's a mountain in the ocean on the coast of California and deep within its side the tides of night alone
reveal
El Diego's hidden cave where we'll plunder the riches of Grenada.
While the Spaniard, blind with pleasure plays ashore in Ensenada.
We will sail before the dawn along the coast of California. El Diego is delayed. The wine and woman hold
their sway
And our map is clearly drawn to the dark and stormy shore.
On the coast of California lies a mighty prize of war.
Tell not a soul that you have seen me. Breathe not a word of what I say. (Repeat line)
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COLORADO TRAIL
Carl Sandburg/Lee Hayes
Chorus:
Weep, all ye little rains. Wail, winds, wail. All along, along, along the Colorado Trail.
Eyes like the morning star, cheeks like the rose, Laura was a pretty girl everybody knows.
(Chorus)
Laura was a laughin' girl, joyful in the day. Laura was my darling girl. Now she's gone away.
(Chorus)
Sixteen years she graced the Earth and all of life was good. Now my life lies buried 'neath a cross of wood.
(Chorus)
All along, along, along the Colorado Trail.
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COLOURS
Donovan
Yellow is the color of my true love's hair in the morning when we rise, in the morning when we rise.
That's the time. That's the time I love the best.
Blue is the color of the sky in the morning when we rise, in the morning when we rise.
That's the time. That's the time I love the best.
Mellow is the feeling that I get when I'm with her, uh huh, when I'm with her, uh huh.
That's the time. That's the time I love the best.
Freedom is a word I rarely use without thinking, uh huh, without thinking, uh huh.
'Bout the time ('bout the time), hey, 'bout the time (hey, 'bout the time) when I've been lost.
Yellow is the color of my true love's hair in the morning when we rise, in the morning when we rise.
That's the time. That's the time I love the best. That's the time. Yeah, that's the time I love the best.
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COME ALL YE FAIR AND TENDER LADIES
Bill Hansen
Come all ye fair and tender ladies. Be careful how you court your men.
They're like a star on a summer morning. They'll first appear and then their gone.
How I remember our days of courtin'. I met my love in the fading light,
But now she flies to meet another. The day is lonely as the night.
If I had known before I courted that true love was so hard to win.
I'd a-locked my heart in a box of golden and never opened it again.
I'll find a place come tomorrow. I'll climb some mountain way up high.
There I'll sit down to weep in sorrow and try to mend my troubled mind.
(Repeat first verse)
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COME ALONG, JULIE
John Stewart
Down through the meadows I was humming a song. Looking at the skies as I take my little Julie back home.
Watching her eyes as I tell her of the day. The day that's gonna come when I'll take my little Julie away.
Chorus:
Come along, Julie, follow the sun. We'll be leaving long before the fall winds come.
Listen for a robin singing in the trees. Look toward the hills and be watching little Julie for me.
(Chorus)
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COME GATHER THE TIME
John Stewart
Chorus:
Come gather the time, I have nothing to do. Come gather the time, I have nothing to do.
Who could be nicer than someone with nothing to do? I've spent all my life looking for someone like you.
(Chorus)
Who could be wiser than someone who knows not at all? That's why I like it. Your face is as blank as a wall.
(Chorus)
If someone should say I was born for a game or make me the President,
If someone should say I was born for a game, you would still hear me say
(Chorus)
Go buy a bonnet that's sold by the carnival man. No, he won't tell you colors come off in your hand.
(Chorus)
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COMING FROM THE MOUNTAINS
John Stewart
Chorus:
Comin' from the mountains, crossin' o'er the plains. It's off to California, then back again to Maine.
Singin' a song that you all know, then let your voices go. So sing it out, my brothers, wherever we may go.
We traveled here, we traveled there, we traveled ev'rywhere. We go by air, we go by rail, any place they
pay us scale.
Now, repeat the chorus, here we go
(chorus)
The folk group has a banjo because it's really in. I'll let you hear my banjo ring when I learn to play the
thing!
Now, repeat the chorus, here we go
(chorus)
The boys with Davy Crockett who died at the Alamo, I heard them say when they attacked, "I knew this
room would kill the act!"
Now, repeat the chorus, here we go
(chorus twice)
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COMO SE VIENE, SE VA
Herscher/Dupree
Chorus:
Como se viene, se va, easy love never goes far.
Love that comes easy the wise men say, leaves just as easy and fades away.
Chorus)
Lips free with kisses soon leave you blue. Kisses too easy are never true.
(Chorus)
Sometimes the road to romance maybe long but if your strong, you won't go wrong.
You must have faith and you must be sincere. Don't borrow love that is here today and gone tomorrow.
Sweethearts who quarrel and make up fast soon learn that hard to get love with last.
(Chorus twice)
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COO COO U
David Wheat/Bill Loughborough
Coo coo u, I think coo coo, coo, coo coo, u. (Repeat)
How did you get so coo coo? How did you? (Repeat)
They say that it's a fact that your head is cracked. (Ya tambien somos locos.)
Well, I know it's true. You are coo coo, too. (Ya tambien somos locos.)
Once again I said you have lost your head. (Ya tambien somos locas.)
Since your ego's curbed, you are too disturbed. (Ya tambiem somos locas.)
How did you get so coo coo? How did you? (Repeat)
You are paranoid and your head is void. (Ya tambien somos locos.)
Since your wig is flipped your skull's come unzipped. (Ya tambien somos locos.)
How did you get so coo coo? How did you? (Repeat)
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COPLAS
Dave Guard
(Guitar intro.) Cha! Cha!
Chile verde me pediste. Chile verde te dare. Vama nos para la huer ta con al la te lo cortare.(Tell them
what it means then)
"You want green peppers? (Si!) I'll give you green peppers. Come out to the garden." ("Coplas!")
Chorus:
Lai, lai, lai, lai, hum de lai, lai, lai, hum de lai, lai, lai, lai. Lai, lai, lai, hum de lai, lai, lai, hum de
lai, lai, lai
Dice que los de fu casa. Ninguno me puede ver. Diles que no basta el agua que al cabo lahan do beber.
"Tell your parents not to muddy the water around us." ("Porque?") "They may have to drink
it soon!" ("Coplas!")
(Chorus)
La mula que yo mente la monto hoy mi compadre. Eso a mi no me importa pues yo la mon te primero. ("Oivey!")
"Ah, so! You are surprised I speak your language. You see, I was educated in your country… at U. C. R. A."
("Coplas!")
(Chorus)
La noche que me case. No pudde dormirme un rato. Por estar toda la noche corriendos detras de un gato. (Meow!)
Me dejiste que fue un gato. Que entro por tu balcon. Yo no visto gato prieto con sombrero y pantalon!
"On my wedding night, I did not sleep a wink. ("Porque?")I spent the whole night chasing a cat that
had come in over the balcony…. (Meow!) wearing a sombrero and long pants!" ("Coplas!")
(Chorus)
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COPLAS REVISITED
Nick Reynolds/Bob Shane/John Stewart
(Guitar intro.) Cha! Cha!
Chile verde me pediste. Chile verde te dare. Vama nos para la huer ta con al la te lo cortare.(Tell them
what it means then)
"The National Safety Council wishes me to inform you, 'Do not drink while driving!" ("Porque?")
You're liable to hit a bump and spill the whole thing!" ("Coplas!")
Chorus:
Lai, lai, lai, lai, hum de lai, lai, lai, hum de lai, lai, lai, lai. Lai, lai, lai, hum de lai, lai, lai, hum de
lai, lai, lai
Dice que los de fu casa. Ninguno me puede ver. Diles que no basta el agua que al cabo lahan do beber. ("Parlez
vous Italiano?) "Tell your parents not to muddy the water around us." ("Porque?") "Our
group had 25% fewer cavities with clean water!" ("Coplas!")
(Chorus)
La mula que yo mente la monto hoy mi compadre. Eso a mi no me importa pues yo la mon te primero. ("Oivey!")
"Show me a cowboy who rides side saddle and I will show you a gay ranchero!" ("Coplas!")
(Chorus) "Now the naughty verses!
La noche que me case. No pudde dormirme un rato. Por estar toda la noche corriendos detras de un gato.
Me dejiste que fue un gato. Que entro por tu balcon. Yo no visto gato prieto con sombrero y pantalon! (Pantalones
Caliente) No more drinks for the dwarf!---On my wedding night, I did not sleep a wink. ("Porque?") So,
I changed to Sanka!" ("Coplas!")
(Chorus)
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COREY, COREY
Jack Splittard
There's a pine log shack in the mountains. That's where my Corey dwells.
She makes the finest mash liquor. What she doesn't drink she sells.
Well, the first time I seen darlin' Corey she was weavin' through the woods
With a kerosene lantern on her shoulder and a satchel full of goods.
Please do drop down next Monday. Please bring me a jug or five.
When the sun comes up on Tuesday don't figure to be alive.
Don't care if you are livin'. Don't care if you are dead.
If you're gonna drink my product then I'm gonna take your bread. (Frail, pardner)
Well, the last time I seen darlin' Corey, she was wand'rin' through the weeds
With a government man behind her. Gonna grab her for her deeds.
Wake up, wake up, darlin' Corey. What makes you sleep so sound? The revenue officer's a comin', gonna tear
your still house down.
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CORTELIA CLARK
Mickey Newbury
I was just a boy the year the Blue Bird Special came through hereon its first run South to New Orleans.
A blind old man and I, we came to Guthrie just to see the train. He was black and I was green.
"Tell me what you see," said he. "Is the engine black or red, son? That's the loudest thing
I've ever seen."
Then he picked his guitar up and sat on the fender of a truck. Then his eyes lit up as he begin to sing.
I remember when that old man's dreams were chained to a depot down in Guthrie and a Blue Bird Special train
Then he picked his guitar up and shuffled down the walk to the cars of town wound 'round the building at
his feet
Looking mighty proud, that old man, with his battered hat in his hand. Lord, he sang a song that made me weep.
Yes, he made me weep.
I read it in a week-old paper. No one made it for his death or even lay a flower at his feet.
He was just a blind old beggar. He was sad, but, Lord, I'll wager he won't beg for nothing on his street.
You will find him, Lord, this morning. He'll be stepping from your door.
Can you save a street in glory for Cortelia Clark?
'Cause I was just a boy the week the Blue Bird Special came through here on its first run South to New Orleans.
A blind old man and I, we came to Guthrie just to see the train. He was black and was I green.
D
DANCING DISTANCE
Mason Williams/John Stewart
Do you remember me? Turn back the years and see. Dance the distance. Dance it if you can.
For as you'd always say, "Forever's just a day. Dance the distance. Dance it if you can."
Chorus:
And far beyond the song, I've been searchin' for too long. I can't dance the distance by myself,
And the sand where we would meet would vanish from my feet. I can't dance the distance by myself.
If you should happen by, like a soft wind on my mind, dance the distance, dance it if you can.
You can look for me where the road turns to the sea. Dance the distance. Dance it by yourself.
(Chorus)
Do you remember me? Turn back the years and see. Dance the distance. Dance it if you can.
For as you'd always say, "Forever's just a day. Let's dance the distance. Dance it while we can."
Let's dance the distance. Dance it while we can. (Repeat and fade)
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DARLIN' ARE YOU DREAMING
Irving Burgess
Days are getting' longer. Robins comin' 'round. Wood pile's gettin' mighty low to the ground.
Fields are gettin' greener. Possum's on the run. Honeysuckles yearnin' for the April sun.
Darlin' are you dreamin' as you surely ought to be 'bout the happy days a-comin' when you'll dream with me.
Seems like only yesterday we made our plans. I up and asked your folks if I could be your man.
Went into town, bought a little ring. Went right down your list and didn't forget a thing.
Darlin' are you dreamin' as you surely ought to be 'bout the happy days a-comin' when you'll dream with me.
As we go down the paths of this world you know, they'll be some days when a cloud will show
But with your help through the joys and through the fears, I'll cherish and I'll love you, dear, through all the
years.
Darlin' are you dreamin' as you surely ought to be 'bout the happy days a-comin' when you'll dream with me.
Darlin' are you dreamin' as you surely ought to be 'bout the happy days a-comin' when you'll dream, dream
with me.
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DEPORTEE
Woody Guthrie/Martin Hoffman
The crops are all in and the peaches are rott'ning.
The oranges are piled in their creosote dumps.
They're flying them back to the Mexico border
To take all their money to wade back again.
Chorus:
Goodbye to my one, farewell Roselita,
Adios mis amigos, Jesus y Maria.
You won't have a name when you ride the big airplane.
All they will call you is just deportee.
My father's own father, he waded that river.
They took all the money he made in his life.
It's six hundred miles to the Mexican border
And they chased him like rustlers, like outlaws, like thieves.
The airplane caught fire over Los Gatos Canyon,
A great ball of fire that shook all the hills.
Who are these friends who are falling like dry leaves?
The radio said, "They're just deportees."
Is this the best way we can grow our big orchards?
Is this the best way we can raise our good crops?
To fall like dry leaves and rot on our topsoil
And be known by no name except deportee.
(Chorus)
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DESERT PETE
Billy Edd Wheeler
I was travelin' West of Buckskin on my to a cattle run, 'cross a little cactus desert under a hard bargaining
sun. Thirsty down to my toenails, I stopped to rest me on a stump, but I tell you I just couldn't believe it when
I saw that water pump. I took it to be a mirage at first. It'll fool a thirsty man. Then I saw a note stuck in
a bakin' powder can. "This pump is old," the note began, "but she works. So give'er a try. I put
a new sucker washer in 'er. You may find the leather dry.
Chorus:
You've got to prime the pump. You must have faith and believe. You've got to give of yourself 'fore you're worthy
to receive.
Drink all the water you can hold. Wash your face to your feet. Leave the bottle full for others. Thank you kindly,
Desert Pete.
Yeah, you'll have to prime the pump, work that handle like there's a fire. Under the rock you'll find some
water left there in a bitter's jar. Now there's just enough to prime it with, so don't you go drinkin' first. Just
pour it in and pump like mad and, buddy, you'll quench your thirst.
(Chorus)
Well, I found the jar, and I tell you, nothin' was ever prettier to my eye and I was tempted strong to drink
it because that pump looked mighty dry, but the note went on, "Have faith, my friend, there's water down below.
You've got to give to really get. I'm the one who ought to know."
So I poured in the jar and started pumpin' and I heard a beautiful sound of water bubblin' 'n' splashin'
up out of that hole in the ground. Then I took off my shoes and drunk my fill of that cold refreshin' treat. Tthen
I thanked the Lord, and I thanked the pump, and I thanked old Desert Pete.
(Chorus)
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DOGIE'S LAMENT
John Stewart/Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds
As I was out walkin' one mornin' for pleasure, I spied a cow puncher a-ridin' along.
His hat was thrown back and his spurs were a-jinglin' and as he approached he was singin' this song:
Chorus:
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie. It's your misfortune and none of my own.
Whoopee ti yi yo, get along, little doggie. You know that Wyoming will be your new home. (Chorus)
It's early in the spring when they round up the doggies. They mark 'em and brand 'em and bob off their tails.
They round up the horses, load up the chuck wagon. Then send the doggies out on the long tail.
(Chorus)
Your mother was raised a-way down in Texas where the Jimsonweed and the sandburrs grow.
We'll feed you up on prickly pear and cholla and then send you roamin' to old Idaho.
(Chorus)
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DON'T CRY, KATIE
Dick Glasser
Chorus:
Don't cry, Katie. I'll be comin' back to you, you, you. Don't cry, Katie, even though I'm gone, my love will still
be true.
I'll be gone for maybe just a year. Don't cry, Katie. Even though I'm gone, my love will still be here. Don't
cry, Katie.
(Chorus)
You'll be in my dreams though you are far away. Don't cry, Katie. Have a little faith and I'll return some
day. Don't cry, Katie.
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, Katie. Don't cry, Katie, I'll be comin' back to you.
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, Katie. Even though I'm gone, my love will still be true.
(Chorus)
When I return, darling, we can be together. Don't cry, Katie. Then we can share our precious love forever.
Don't cry, Katie.
(Chorus)
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DON'T YOU WEEP, MARY
Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart
Note sounded like a pitch pipe--"Thank you, Sister."
Chorus:
Oh, Mary, don't you weep, don't you mourn. (Repeat)
Didn't Pharaoh's army get (hut!) drownded? Oh, Mary, don't you weep. (Repeat first time)
Well, Satan got mad and he knows I'm glad. Missed that soul that he thought he had.
Now, didn't Pharaoh's army get drownded? Oh, Mary, don't you weep.
(Chorus)
Well, one of these nights around twelve o'clock, this old town's gonna really rock.
Didn't Pharaoh's army get drownded? Oh, Mary, don't you weep.
(Chorus)
Cheer up, sisters and don't you cry. There'll be good times bye and bye.
Didn't Pharaoh's army get drownded? Oh, Mary, don't you weep.
(Chorus twice)
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DOOLEY
Mitchell Jayne/Rodney Dillard
(One for the money, two for the show, possum up the gum tree, do-si-do!
Dooley was a good old man. He lived beyond the mill. Dooley had two daughters and a forty-gallon still.
One gal watched the boiler, the other watched the spout. Mama corked the bottles and old Dooley fetched them out.
Chorus:
Dooley, slippin' up the hollar. Dooley, tryin' to make a dollar. Dooley, give me a swaller and I'll pay you back
some day.
(Repeat last time.)
The revenuers came for him, a-slippin' through the woods but Dooley kept behind them all and never lost his
goods.
Dooley was a trader when into town he come. Sugar by the bushel and molasses by the ton.
(Chorus)
I remember, very well, the day old Dooley died. The woman folk looked sorry and the men sat around and cried.
Now, Dooley's on the mountain, he lies there, all alone. They put a jug beside him and a barrel for a stone.
(Chorus)
I'll pay you back some day. I'll pay you back some day.
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DORIE
Dave Guard/Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds
Chorus:
Dorie (Repeat three times) by the firelight, come and dance with me. Blazing in the night, the fire grows.
Come and shout and sing, make the mountains ring while our hearts beat high.
Come and sing and shout. Laugh and turn about while the flames reach the sky.
(Chorus)
Burn me with desire. Set my heart a-fire. Throw your cares away.
When the dance is through, I'll be holding you till the break of day.
Dori, dori, dorie. (Repeat)
By the firelight, come and dance with me. Blazing in the night, the fire grows.
By the firelight, find romance with me. You are mine tonight, the fire grows, grows, grows, grows, grows, hey!
E
EARLY MORNIN'
Randy Starr/Dick Wolf
I remember Grandpa telling me that I was born as the sun was comin' up early in the morn.
Told me I was born early in the morn.
Chorus:
When you lift your eyes and see the sun a-risin' on the far horizon early in the mornin'.
It was early in the day when I set out to roam. Went to seek my fortune far away from home.
I set out to roam far away from home.
(Chorus)
But today when I awoke I missed my darlin' so. Gotta have her by my side forever more I know.
Need my darlin' so. Evermore I know.
(Chorus)
So tomorrow I'll be leavin' at the break of day. Gonna hurry to my love and there I'll always stay.
At the break of day. There I'll always stay.
(Chorus)
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EARLY MORNING RAIN
Gordon Lightfoot
Chorus:
In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand, with an achin' in my heart and my pockets full of sand.
I'm a long way from home and I miss my darlin' so. In the early mornin' rain, with no place to go.
Out on runway number nine, big seven-o-seven set to go but I'm stuck here on the grass where them cold winds
blow.
Yeah, the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast. Ah, but there she goes, my friend, though she's rollin'
out at last.
Hear the mighty engines roar. See the silver wing on high. She's a-wingin' westward bound. High above the
clouds she'll fly
Where the morning rains don't fall and the sun always shines. She'll be flyin' o'er my home in about three hours
time.
This old airport's got me down. It's no earthly good to me 'cause I'm stuck here on the ground cold and drunk
as I can be.
You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train. So, I best be on my way in the early mornin' rain.
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EASY TO ARRANGE
Jak Kelly
Are you really on the rebound? Don't you know what you have done? Did you try and reach for something new?
Did you do it 'cause you loved him or did you do it out of spite? Is it really what you want for you?
Chorus:
Was it my fault that you turned around and grabbed the next one down or something that I said that made you change?
If it was then please forgive me 'cause I didn't know you cared after all it was so easy to arrange.
I thought we had it straight between us. We were out for a good time. Guess my mouth ain't always hooked
up to my mind.
If it was I'd try to talk to you, tell you what to do. I'd surely like to try most any time.
(Chorus)
Just hold on and remember if you need you've got a friend, someone to share your secrets not your lies.
The time we had together was a crazy one at best and if we never fell in love at least we tried.
(Chorus)
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E INU TATOU E (Drinking Song)
by George Archer, c. 1947,1964, 1965
(Many thanks to Big Wayne Shrubsall for researching and contributing these
lyrics)
E inu tatou e
hara E inu tatou ite ava e
E inu tatou e
E inu tatou e
hara E inu tatou ite ava e
E inu tatou e
A rave hoi oe
A rave hoi oe
*A rave ite mau peu ri'i e
A rave e--
ite mau peu ri'i mau ae te man
ote vahine e.
For singers: pronounce each syllable and vowel separately. The line marked *
then would be pronounced this way: Ah rahvay eetay mah oo payoo ree-ee ay (as in
"say"). However, Guard's solo verse is NOT part of Archer's original.
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EL MATADOR
Jane Bowers/Irving Burgess
Aye, Torero, she is here. Aye, matador. I feel her eyes. They are wide with excitement and fear.
I feel her heart for it cries when the horns are too near.
I will bold, brave, and swift will I be and I will be numero uno, torero fino. She'll dream tonight of me.
Chorus:
Ole, ole, ole! (Husted!) Viva el matador! Ole, ole, ole! (Venga!) Viva el matador!
Aye, Torero, she is here. Aye, matador. I see her smile and I see there the reason she came.
Toro, come closer. Come here and I'll whisper her name.
You may be brave and as bold as you're black, but I will be numero uno, torero fino, toro come back.
Chorus)
Toro, aqui. Closer, closer, closer.
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EN EL AGUA
Antonio Fernandez
Maria Christina me quiere gobiernar y lo la sigo la sigo la corriente,
Maria Christina me quiere a la gente, Maria Christina me quiere gobiernar.
I'll meet you in the morning. (En la manano) I'll take you to the seashore. (A la playa)
We'll play among the sand dunes. (En las dunas) I'll throw you in the water. (En el agua??!!)
Chorus:
Que, no, no, no, no, no, Maria Christina que no, que no, que no, que no. Hay porque?
Maria Christina me quiere gobiernar (Si, no hay) Me quiere gobiernar. (Ay me voy) Me quiere gobiernar.
I'll meet you in the evening. (En la noche) I'll take you to the party. (A la fiesta)
We'll walk along the pool side. (Por el chacco) I'll throw you in the water. En el agua??!!)
(Chorus)
Maria Christina me quiere gobiernar y lo la sigo la sigo la corriente,
Maria Christina me quiere a la gente, Maria Christina me quiere gobiernar.
I'll marry you on Sunday, (Si, si, domingo) We'll go away together. (Si, juntamente)
In clear or stormy weather (Por la tiempo) I'll throw you in the water. (En el agua??!!)
Chorus)
Hurry, Senors. The border is closed to sailors without raincoats.
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THE ESCAPE OF OLD JOHN WEBB
Tom Drake
Five men to guard the British rank and five to watch the town above
And two to stand at either hand and one to let Bill Tenner out.
He had eighty weight of Spanish iron between his neck bone and his knee,
But Billy took Johnny up under his arm and lugged him away right manfully.
Chorus:
And Billy broke locks and Billy broke bolts and Billy broke all that he came nigh,
Until he came to the dungeon door and that he broke right manfully.
So they stole them a horse and away did ride and who what they rode gallantly,
Until they came to the river bank to the river runnin' wild and free!
The British were comin' close on their heels and who but they stood fearfully,
'Till Billy took Johnny up on his back and carried him over it easily.
(Chorus)
So they called at the inn for a room to dance and who but they danced merrily
And the very best dancer among them all was old John Webb who was just set free!
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EVERGLADES
Harlan Howard
He was born and raised around Jacksonville. A nice young man, not the kind to kill.
But a jealous fight and a flashing blade sent him on the run to the Everglades. Runnin' like a dog through the
Everglades.
Now, the posse went in and they came back out. They said he'll die and there ain't no doubt.
It's an eye for an eye so the debt is paid. He won't last long in the Everglades. A man can't live in the Everglades.
Chorus:
Where a man can hide and never be found and have no fear of the bayin' hounds.
But he better keep movin' and don't stand still. If the 'skeeters don't get then the 'gaters will. Runnin' like
a dog through the Everglades. (Last time - Skippin' like a frog through the slimy bog. Runnin' through the trees
from the Everlys.)
Now, the years went by and his girl was wed. His fam'ly gave him up for dead.
But now and then the natives would say they'd seen him runnin' through the Everglades.
Now, he never heard the news on the radio. He was deep in the 'glades so he'll never know.
His runnin' and hidin' didn't make much sense for the jury had ruled it was self-defense.
Running like a dog through the Everglades.
(Chorus)
F
FAREWELL (FARE THEE WELL MY OWN TRUE LOVE)
Bob Dylan
Fare thee well, my own true love. I'm leavin' the first hour of the morn.
I'm bound off for the bay of Mexico and maybe the coast of Californ.
Chorus:
So, fare them well, my own true love. We'll meet another day, another time.
It's not the leavin' that's grievin' me, but my true love whose bound to stay behind.
The weather is against me and the wind blows hard and the rain, she's a-turnin' into hail,
But I still might strike it lucky on a highway going West though I'm travelin' the path-beaten trail.
I'll write you a letter from time to time. As I ramble you can travel with me, too.
With my hands in my head and my heart, my love, I will send what I know back home to you.
(Chorus)
There's a place I've heard of where I might as well be bound. It's down around Mexican plain.
And they say that the people are all friendly down there. All they ask of you is your name.
I'll tell you of the laughter and the troubles be their somebody else's or my own.
With my hands in my pocket and my coat collar high, I will travel unnoticed and unknown.
(Chorus)
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FAREWELL, ADELITA
Bob Shane/Jack Splittard
Adelita, 'tis time we remembered that only one hour more and I must go
To the hills of Sierra Del Prado for the glory of our Mexico.
Chorus:
Oh, Adelita, promise you'll remember the happy hours that now have long gone by.
Oh, Adelita, we'll share these tender moments. Adelita, it hurts me when you cry.
Adelita, the time is here to leave you. Once again, now, I'll kiss away your tears.
In my heart I will hold you forever and our love, it will live through the years.
(Chorus)
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FAREWELL CAPTAIN
Mike Stewart
Chorus:
Farewell to you, captain, the bravest in command. Goodbye to all the soldiers who didn't give a damn
For we're goin' back to Richmond, buddy, leavin' here today. Gonna sell our rifles for a jug and get drunk along
the way.
'Twas in Virginia harbor Gen'ral Parker disappeared, tied sleeping soundly to a tree.
How we wept as we launched him and so cheerfully we cheered as the gen'ral drifted slowly out to sea.
(Chorus)
At the battle of Manasses, I had my certain chance to bravely fight the red and white and blue.
I was so blasted brave I stuck branches in my pants and, yes, I played a tree 'til it was through.
Please don't think that we are cowards. What a horrible suggestion! It's just that we don't feel that we
belong.
Bobby misses his dear mother, John has acid indigestion and I think I feel a migraine coming on.
(Chorus)
Farewell to you, captain, we're goin' to leave you now.
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FAST FREIGHT
Terry Gilkyson
As I listen for the whistle, lie awake and wait. Wish the railroad didn't run so near,
'Cause the rattle and clatter of that old fast freight keeps a-makin' music in my ear. Go bum again. Go bum again.
Oo-
Chorus:
Hear the whistle blow. Hear the whistle blow. Clickety clack, clickety clack. The wheels are saying to the railroad
track.
Well, if you go, you can't come back. If you go, you can't come back. If you go, you can't come back.
Well, I wouldn't give a nickel for the bum I use to be, work as hard as any man in town.
I got a purty gal. She thinks the world of me. Man would be a fool to let her down. Go bum again. Go bum again.
Oo-
(Chorus)
So ev'ry night I listen, wonder if it's late. In my dreams I'm ridin' on that train.
I feel my pulse a-beatin' with that old fast freight and thank the Lord I'm just a bum again. Go bum again. Go
bum again. Oo-
(Chorus)
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THE FIRST TIME
Ewan MacColl
The first time ever I saw your face I thought the sun rose in your eyes and the moon and stars were the gift
you gave
To the dark and the empty skies, my love, to the dark and the empty skies.
The first time ever I kissed your lips I felt the earth move in my arms like the trembling heart of a captive
dove
That was there at my command, my love, that was there at my command.
The first time ever I held you near and felt your heart beat close to mine, I felt a joy to fill the earth
And last until the end of time, my love, and last till the end of time. Our love will last till the end of time.
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FIVE HUNDRED MILES
Hedy West
If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone, you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.
A hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, a hundred miles, you can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.
Lord, I'm one, Lord, I'm two, Lord, I'm three, Lord, I'm four, Lord, I'm five hundred miles a way from home.
Away from home, away from home, away from home, away from home, Lord, I'm five hundred miles away from home.
Not a shirt on my back, not a penny to my name. Lord, I can't go back home this-a way.
This-a way, this-a way, this-a way, this-a way, Lord, I can't go back home this-a way. (Interlude, repeat first
verse)
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles.
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FOLKSINGER'S SONG
Mike Settle
Well, how many beans could Woody have picked when he was always writing songs?
You believe that story about hard travelin', well, I can tell you right now you're wrong!
You see the only thing Woody picked was his guitar.
He had a very close friend writing words in the car.
How many beans could Woody have picked when he was always writing songs?
How many jail songs could Allen write? He ain't never been in jail!
The only thing that Allen knows about jail is who to go his bail!
He had a thing going with a prison guard.
He had a tape recorder hooked up in the prison yard.
How many jail songs could Allen write? He ain't never been in jail!
Now who was it that got that blues singer out of jail and got him singin' and playin'
And whose idea was it for him to start singin'
So you couldn't understand what he was sayin'
And who led them blind folksingers around? Well, you can take it from me.
Ain't nobody led them blind cats around 'cause they can really see!
Yeah, they can really see!
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FOLLOW NOW, O SHEPHERDS
Gretchen Guard
Follow now, o shepherds, rise up from your sleeping. Angels far from here a blessed watch are keeping.
Look up, look up! A star shines in the heavens calling us to come. Our holy King is given.
We must leave our flocks. The night is swiftly flying. Trust a star to show us where the Child is lying.
Prepare a gift that we would place before Him. We are humble shepherds, yet would we adore Him.
Look up, look up! A star shines in the heavens calling us to come. Our holy King is given.
Can this be a King? His room is but a manger. Humbly born is He, yet safe from earthly danger.
He is the King, Almighty pow'r possessing. He is heaven's gift. This is the Christmas blessing.
Look up, look up! A star shines in the heavens calling us to come. Our holy King is given.
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FOUR STRONG WINDS
Ian Tyson
Chorus:
Four strong winds that blow lonely, seven seas that run high, all these things that don't change, come what may,
But our good times are all gone and I'm bound for moving on. I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way.
Guess I'll go out to the mountains where there's good there in the fall. Got some friends that I can to working
for.
Still, I wish you'd change your mind if I'd ask you one more time, but we've been through that a hundred times
before.
(Chorus)
If I get there 'fore the snow flies and if things are going good, you could meet me if I sent you down the
fare.
But by then it would be winter, nothing much for you to do and the wind sure blows cold way out there.
(Chorus)
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