The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003) by The Brothers Four (보컬) on maniadb.com

Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Mama's got to take you back,
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Teach you all the things you lack.
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Mama's got to take you back,
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Teach you all the things you lack.

Well, you never got time to sweep the dirt
Mama's got to take you back,
And you never got time to wash a shirt,
Mama's got to take you back,
You never got time to cook and peel
Mama's got to take you back,
Well, you think you can make it on sex appeal
Mama's got to take you back.

Mama's got to take you back,
Teach you all the things you lack,
When she bring her back to me
We'll live together in harmony.

Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Mama's got to take you back,
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Teach you all the things you lack.
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Mama's got to take you back,
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Teach you all the things you lack.

Oh well, you never learn how to cook a stew
Mama's got to take you back,
And your biscuits, Lord, I can hardly chew,
Mama's got to take you back,
These clothes I'm wearing they're full of holes
Mama's got to take you back,
While you run around in a big mink stole,
Mama's got to take you back,

Mama's got to take you back,
Teach you all the things you lack,
When she brings her back to me
We'll live together in harmony.

Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Mama's got to take you back,
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Teach you all the things you lack
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Mama's got to take you back,
Angelique-O, Angelique-O,
Teach you all the things you lack,

Teach you all the things you lack,
Mama's got to take you back...

Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do do.

I was born in east Virginia
North Carolina I did go
There I loved a fair young maiden
Whose age and name I did not know.

Oh, her hair was dark and curly
And her cheeks were rosey red
On her breast she wore a liliy
Where I longed to lay my head.

I don't want those greenback dollars
I don't want no golden chain
In this world there is no treasure
That can bring her back, again.

Take me to that borrowed fortune
And carve my name upon a stone
Tell the world how much I love her
And how I died for love alone.

I was born in east Virginia
North Carolina I did go
There I loved a fair young maiden
Whose age and name I did not know.

Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do do...

Once there were greenfields
Kissed by the sun
Once there were valleys
Where rivers used to run
Once there were blue skies
With white clouds high above
Once they were part of
An everlasting love
We were the lovers who strolled
Through greenfields.

Greenfields are gone now
Parched by the sun
Gone from the valleys
Where rivers used to run
Gone with the cold wind
That swept in through to my heart
Gone with the lovers
Who let their dreams depart
Where are the greenfields that we
Used to roam.

I'll never know what made you run away
How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day
I only know there's nothing here for me
Nothing in this wild world left for me to see.

But I'll keep on waiting
'Til you return
I'll keep on waiting
Until the day you learn
You can't be happy
When your heart's on a roam
You can't be happy
Until you bring it home
Home to the greenfields and me
Once again.

Yo ho, Here's a tale
That's fair and dear to the hearts of those that sail
'Bout a lighthouse keeper and his bare faced wife
Who joined together for a different life
Yo ho, The winds and water tell the tale

My father was the keeper of the Eddystone light
He married a mermaid one fine night
From this union there came three
A porpoise and a porgy and the other one me!

Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh, for the life on the rolling sea!

Late one night, I was a-trimming of the glim
While singing a verse from the evening hymn
A voice on the starboard shouted "Ahoy!"
And there was my mother, a-sitting on a buoy.

Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh, for the life on the rolling sea!

"Tell me what has become of my children three?"
My mother she did asked of me.
One was exhibited as a talking fish
The other was served on a chafing dish.

Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh, for the life on the rolling sea!

Then the phosphorous flashed in her seaweed hair.
I looked again, and me mother wasn't there
A voice came echoing out from the night
"To Hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light!"

Yo ho ho, the wind blows free,
Oh, for the life on the rolling sea!

Yo ho, Yo ho
Yo ho, Yo ho, Yo ho...

Well, well, well,
who's that callin'?
Well, well, well,
hold my hand!
Well, well, well,
night is fallin',
Spirit is a'movin' all over this land.

Well, well, well,
who's that callin'?
Well, well, well,
hold my hand!
Well, well, well,
night is fallin',
Spirit is a movin' all over this land.

God told Noah, "Build you an ark!"
Rain started fallin' and the skies got dark.
Ol' dark a'movin', water start to climb.
The Lord said "A fire, not a flood next time!"

Well, well, well,
who's that callin'?
Well, well, well,
hold my hand!
Well, well, well,
night is fallin',
Spirit is a'movin' all over this land.

World's not waitin' for the Lord's command!
Build Him a fire that'll sweep the land.
Brothers and sisters, don't you know?
You're gonna reap just what you sow!

Oo-oo-oo!
Who's that callin'?
Oo-oo!
Hold my hand!
Oo-oo-oo!
Night is fallin',
Spirit is a movin' all over this land.
Well,
well,
well, well, well!

Sweet Rosyanne,
my Rosyanne,
bye-bye my Rosyanna!
I'll see you again,
but I don't know when--
for I won't be home tomorrow.
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye,
bye-bye my Rosyanna!
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye,
bye-bye my Rosyanna!

Sweet Rosyanne,
my darlin' child,
bye-bye my Rosyanna.
The ocean is a sailor's bride--
no, I won't be home tomorrow.
We'll cast our nets on the ocean blue.
Bye-bye my Rosyanna!
With every cast, I'll think of you.
No, I won't be home tomorrow.
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye,
bye-bye my Rosyanna!
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye,
bye-bye my Rosyanna!

I thought I heard the ocean say,
"Bye-bye my Rosyanna!"
Don't you want ta' go home on your next pay day?
No, I won't be home tomorrow.
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye,
bye-bye my Rosyanna!
Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye,
bye-bye my Rosyanna!
Bye-bye my Rosyanna!

I went down to the St. James Infirmary,
Saw my sweet baby there;
Lying still and quiet,
So cold, so young, so fair.

Let her go, let her go, God bless her,
Wherever she may be,
She may search this wide world over,
But she'll never find a man like me.
No, she'll never find a man like me.

I went down to the St. James Infirmary,
All was still as the night;
My gal was on the table,
Stretched out so pale, so white.

Though she treated me, mean and lowdown,
Some how I just didn't care;
My soul is sick and weary,
But I hope we meet again, up there.

Let her go, let her go, God bless her,
Wherever she may be;
She may search this wild world over,
But she'll never find a man like me.
No, she'll never find a man like me...

An old cowpoke went ridin' out
One dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested
As he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd
Of red eyed cows he saw
A plowin' through the ragged sky,
And up a cloudy draw

Yippie-I-O, yippie-I-Ay
We're ghost riders in the sky

Their hoofs were made of fire
And their horns were made of steel
And as they thundered by him
Their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear swept through him
As he looked up in the sky
He saw the riders commin' hard,
And heard their mournful cry

Yippie-I-O, yippie-I-Ay
Ghost riders in the sky

As the riders loped on by him,
He heard one call his name
If you wanta to save your soul from
Hell a-ridin' on our range,
Then cowboy change your ways today,
Or with us you will ride,
Tryin' to catch the devil's herd,
Across these endless skies

Yippie-I-O, yippie-I-Ay
The ghost riders in the sky
The ghost riders in the sky...

Every night, when the sun goes down
every night, when the sun goes down
every night, when the sun goes down
hang my head, and mournful cry:
You're gone!
You're gone!
My own true love, you're gone!

Our love was new on that yesterday;
Our love was true on that yesterday;
The love we knew on that yesterday
has grown cold; you're gone away.

Now I'm alone in this empty town;
I'm so alone in this dreary town,
and I call for my own true love,
every night, when the sun goes down:
You're gone!
You're gone!
My own true love, you're gone!
My own true love, you're gone!

Oooooooooooh, oooh ooh.....

A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing
The green leaves of summer are calling me home
It was good to be young then in the season of plenty
When the catfish were jumping as high as the sky.

A time just for planting, a time just for plowing
A time to be courting a girl of your own
T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth
And to stand by your wife, at the moment of birth.

A time to be reaping, a time to be sowing
A time just for living, a place for to die.
T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth
Now the green leaves of Summer are calling me home

T'was so good to be young then, to be close to the earth,
Now the green leaves of Summer are calling be home.

Ooooooooooooooh, oooh oooh....

Well, the pretty girl
is like a little bird:
well, she's tender and she's shy.
And ya never know
if she loves you
til she's gone flyin' by.
Flyin' by-y!
Flyin' by-y!
Til she's gone flyin' by.
Flyin' by, Love, flyin' by!
Til she's gone flyin' by.

Now I often
have wondered:
"What makes women love men?"
Then I've looked back
and I've wondered:
"What makes man love them?"
But now I see:
this one's for me!
And I'll love her till I die.
Yes, now I see:
this one's for me!
And I'll love her till I die.

Now the coo-coo
is a pretty bird,
and the mockin' bird,
she is, too.
And they both sing
in the summertime,
singin', "Darlin', I love you.
I love you-u!
I love you!"
Singin', "Darlin', I love you!
I love you, Babe!
I love you!"
Singin', "Darlin', I love you!
I love you,(I love you,)
I love you,(I love you,)
I love you,(I love you,)
I love you.

It was early one mornin'
and it looked like ra-a-ain
when around that curve, boy,
I spied a gravel train.
Oh, my little John Henry--
he got a mighty know.
Oh, my little John Henry--
he got a mighty know.

I got a woman in Dallas--
work at the Baker Hotel--
some folks call her Maggie,
real name is Katie Bell.
Oh, my little John Henry--
he got a mighty know.
Oh, my little John Henry--
he got a mighty know.

It was early one mornin'(it was early one mornin')
and it looked like ra-a-ain (oh, it looked like rain)
when around that curve, boy,
I spied a gravel train.
Oh, my little John Henry--
he got a mighty know.
I said, my little John Henry--
he got a mighty know.
He got a mighty know.
He got a mighty know.
He got a mighty, mighty know.

Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
I'll never love blue eyes again.

Molly my darling, I love you
Love you with all of my heart
Tomorrow we were to be married
But ramblin' has kept us apart.

Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
I'll never love blue eyes again.

Life's full of struggle and sorrow
Life's full of heartaches and woes
And I need the love of my woman
To guide me where ever I go.

Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
Beautiful beautiful brown eyes
I'll never love blue eyes again.

I'll never love blue eyes again...

In Amsterdam there lived a maid,
mark well what I do say,
in Amsterdam there lived a maid
and she was mistress of her trade.
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid.
a'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in,
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid.

Her eyes are like two stars, so bright,
mark well what I do say,
her eyes are like two stars, so bright,
her face is fair, her step is light.
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid.
a'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in,
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid.

Her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red,
mark well what I do say,
her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red,
there's a wealth of hair upon her head.
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid.
a'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in,
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid.

I took this maiden for a walk,
mark well what I do say,
I took this maiden for a walk,
and sweet and loving was our talk.
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid.
a'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in,
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid.
A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in,
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid!