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John Stewart
Chorus: Comin' from the mountains, across the Northern 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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John Phillips
Chorus: Just a-singin', (Once again now,) (Just a-singin',) (A-singin',) Ooo, sail away. Ooo, sail away. A man would be a fool to spend all his money and have to go to sea once more. But when those brown skin gals start callin' you honey, you'll be a sailin' from that shore. Chorus When we hit Trinidad, was there I met Marni. Don't you know we started drinkin' rum. But now I feel so bad. She took all my money and now I sail with the mornin' sun. So all ye sailor lads who want to go sportin', mark ye well what I do say. Don't trust them brown skin gals. They'll be your misfortune. You'll be at sea till your dyin' day. Chorus |
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Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart
I had a sister Sally, she was younger than I am. Had so many sweethearts, she had to deny them. But as for sister Sarah, you know she hasn't many. And if you knew her heart, she'd grateful for any. Chorus: Come a lands man, a pins man, a tinker or a tailor; doctor, a lawyer, soldier, or sailor. A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty, don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity. We had a sister Sally, she was ugly and misshapen. By the time she was sixteen years old she was taken. By the time she was eighteen, a son and a daughter. Sarah's almost twenty-nine, never had an offer. (Chorus) She never would be scoldin'. She never would be jealous. Her husband would have money to go to the alehouse. He was there a-spendin'. She'd be home a-savin' and I leave it up to you if she is not worth havin'. (Chorus) |
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(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 2x] |
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Leo Maguire
The gypsy rover came over the hill. Down through the valley so shady. He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady. Chorus: Ah dee du, ah dee du da day. Ah dee du, ah dee day dee. He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady. She left her father's castle gate. Left her own fond lover. Left her servants and her estate to follow the gypsy rover. (Chorus) Her father saddled his fastest steed. Searched these valleys all over. Seeking his daughter at great speed and the whistlin' gypsy rover. (Chorus) At last he came to a castle gate along the river Claydee, And there was music and there was wine for the gypsy and his lady (Chorus) "He is no gypsy, my father," she said. "But lord of these lands all over. And I will stay till my dying day with the whistlin' gypsy rover. Ah dee du, ah dee du da day. Ah dee du, ah dee day dee. He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang, till the green woods rang, till the green woods rang, And he won the heart of a lady. |
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Massie Patterson/Lionel Belasco
O ken karanga, O ken karanga karanga, yea, yea, O ba ri bo, O ken karanga re.(Repeat) O ken ka ri O ba ri bo, Hoh yeh (hoh yeh) Hoh yah (hoh yah) (Repeat) Ee ba re ba ri be ma. Ee ba re ba ri be ma. Ee ba re ba ri be ma, yang gah! |
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Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/Nick Reynolds
(Recitation) Frank and Jesse James were products of their environment. They were sent out into the woods by their parents to forage for berries, truffles, rutabagas, and roots of all sorts. Put yourself in their place...you'da been mean too! When Jesse James was a lad he killed many-a man. He robbed the Glendale train. And the people they did say for many miles away. It was robbed by Frank and Jesse James. Chorus: Poor Jesse had a wife who mourned for his life, three children, they were brave. But that dirty little coward who shot Mister Howard has laid poor Jesse in his grave. It was on a Saturday night if I remember right when they robbed that Glendale train. It was one of the Younger boys who gathered in the spoils and he carried Jesse's monies away. (Chorus) He was standin' on a chair just a-dustin' pictures there. He thought he heard a noise (Yeah, what did he do?) When he turned his head around, why that bullet smacked him down and it laid poor Jesse on the floor. (Chorus) Jesse robbed from the poor and he gave to the rich. He never did a friendly thing. And when his best friend died he was right there by her side and he lifted off her golden wedding ring. (Chorus) |
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Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart
The Virgin Mary had a baby boy (repeat twice) And they say that His name was Jesus. Chorus: (He come down) He come from the glory. (He come down) He come from the glorious a-Kingdom. (Repeat) Oh, yes, believe us. Oh, yes, believe us. Oh, yes, believe us. He come from the glorious Kingdom. Was born in a town called Bethlehem. (repeat twice) And they say that His name was Jesus. (Chorus) Was sent to us from Our Father above. (repeat twice) And they say that His name was Jesus. (Chorus) |
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John Stewart
I thought I'd spend a week or two where we went last year. The little cottage and the lake that we held so dear. But the trees all seemed much greener, much greener than this year. Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here. And the stars all lost their glitter. They were so full of cheer. Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here. Even the old caretaker who brought us from the train says this year just hasn't, it hasn't been the same. And the winds across the meadow seem to hide a tear. Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here. (Hum line about caretaker)?it hasn't been the same. (Repeat last line) |
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Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart
Taku wai uri oro nei tupu tapu kino nrie. Au we te mataku e, Kare, kare, ka maatu e, Kare, kare, ka maatu e Karu, karu, karu, karu, kati Iave, Karu, karu, karu, karu, kate Iave. Karu, karu, karu, karu, kate Iave, Ka haire ki te ora mo. Kare, kare, Ka maatu e, Kare, kare, Ka maatu e, Karu, karu, karu, kate Iave, Karu, karu, karu, karu, ka maatu e, Karu, karu, karu, karu, kate Iave, Ka haire ki te oara mo Tuku wai uri oro nei tupu tapu kino nrie. Auwe te nataku e Kamo. Tuku wai uri oro nei tupu tapu kino nrie. |
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Bob Shane/Nick Reynolds/John Stewart
Chorus: Bury me beneath the willow, 'neath the weeping willow tree. When she hears that I am sleeping, maybe then, she'll think of me. My heart is sad and I am lonely. Dreaming of the one that I love. When will I see her? I know not when, not unless it's up in heaven above. (Chorus) She told me that she really loved me. How could I believe her untrue When all the angels seemed to whisper she will prove untrue to you? (Chorus) Maybe then she'll think of me. Ooooo. |
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Have you heard of the ship called the good Reuben James?
Run by hard fighting men both of honor and of fame. She flew the Stars and Stripes of the land of the free, But tonight she's in her grave at the bottom of the sea. Oh, tell me, what were their names, Tell me, what were their names? Did you have a friend on the good Reuben James? Oh, tell me, what were their names, Tell me, what were their names? Did you have a friend on the good Reuben James? One hundred men went down to their dark and watery graves. When that good ship went down, only forty-four were saved. 'Twas the last day of October they saved forty-four From the dark, icy water of that cold Iceland shore. Oh, tell me, what were their names, Tell me, what were their names? Did you have a friend on the good Reuben James? It was there in the dark of that cold and watery night. They watched for the U-boats and they waited for a fight. Then a whine and a rock and a great explosion's roar. They lay the Reuben James on that cold ocean floor. Oh, tell me, what were their names, Tell me, what were their names? Did you have a friend on the good Reuben James? Many years have passed since those brave men are gone. Those cold, icy waters, they're still and they're calm. Many years have passed and still I wonder why The worst of men must fight and the best of men must die! Oh, tell me, what were their names, Tell me, what were their names? Did you have a friend on the good Reuben James? |
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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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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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Oh, Miss Mary, where are you wanderin'? (Repeat twice) Three days and Mary's comin' home. When Mary was a young girl she took to wanderin'. Never would she leave me and not come back again. Swear I hear her singing, singing in the western wind. Three days and Mary's comin' home. (Chorus) Mary chased a rainbow over the mountains. Crossed so many rivers, Lord, that I can't count them. She wouldn't want the rainbows even if she found them. Three days and Mary's comin' home. (Chorus) Watchin' for my Mary, wish she was home again. Home from the rivers, Lord, home from the mountains. If I turn my back, say, she'd just be gone again. Three days and Mary's comin' home. (Chorus) |
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As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, as I walked out in Laredo one day.
I spied a young cowboy dressed in white linen. Dressed in white linen and cold as the clay. I can see by your outfit that you are a cowboy. You can see by my outfit I'm a cowboy, too. You can see by our outfits that we are both cowboys. Get yourself an outfit and be a cowboy, too! |
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Massie Patterson/Lionel Belasco
O ken karanga, O ken karanga karanga, yea, yea, O ba ri bo, O ken karanga re.(Repeat) O ken ka ri O ba ri bo, Hoh yeh (hoh yeh) Hoh yah (hoh yah) (Repeat) Ee ba re ba ri be ma. Ee ba re ba ri be ma. Ee ba re ba ri be ma, yang gah! |
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Jacqueline Steiner/Bess Hawes
Spoken: These are the times that try men's souls. In the course of our nation's history, the people of Boston have rallied bravely whenever the rights of men have been threatened. Today, a new crisis has arisen. The Metropolitan Transit Authority, better known as the M. T. A., is attempting to levy a burdensome tax on the population in the form of a subway fare increase. Citizens, hear me out! This could happen to you! (Eight bar guitar, banjo introduction) Well, let me tell you of the story of a man named Charley on a tragic and fateful day. He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family, went to ride on the M. T. A. Chorus: Well, did he ever return? No, he never returned and his fate is still unknown. (What a pity! Poor ole Charlie. Shame and scandal. He may ride forever. Just like Paul Revere.) He may ride forever 'neath the streets of Boston. He's the man who never returned. Charlie handed in his dime at the Kendall Square Station and he changed for Jamaica Plain. When he got there the conductor told him, "One more nickel." Charlie couldn't get off of that train. (Chorus) Now, all night long Charlie rides through the station, crying, "What will become of me?!! How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea or my cousin in Rocksbury?" (Chorus) Charlie's wife goes down to the Sculley Square Station every day at quarter past two, And through the open window she hands Charlie a sandwich as the train comes rumblin' through. (Chorus) Now, you citizens of Boston, don't you think it's a scandal how the people have to pay and pay? Fight the fare increase! Vote for George O'Brien! Get poor Charlie off the M. T. A. (Chorus) He's the man who never returned. He's the man who never returned. E tu, Charlie? |
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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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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 from the o-o-orange tree Yes the circle shape is quite renown But sad to say it can be found In the lowdown, dirty run-around That my true love gave to me That my true love gave to me Completely square is the little box he said my ring would be in Completely square is the envelope he said good-bye to me in Completely square is the handkerchief I flourish constantly As I dry my eyes of the tears I've shed, And blow my nose which 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 is the hotel door my true love tried to sneak through Rectangular is the transom hole by which I had to peek through, Rectangular is the hotel room I entered angrily, and Rectangular is the wooden box Where lies my love neath the golden phlox 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 which 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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Where have all the flowers gone?
Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago Where have all the flowers gone? Young girls picked them, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young girls gone? Long time passing Where have all the young girls gone? Long time ago Where have all the young girls gone? Gone to young men, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young men gone? Long time passing Where have all the young men gone? Long time ago Where have all the young men gone? Gone for soldiers, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time passing Where have all the soldiers gone? A long, long time ago Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time passing Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time ago Where have all the graveyards gone? Gone to flowers, every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? |
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John Phillips
Chorus: Well, I'm goin' away for to leave you. Might not come back any more (more, more) If I never more see your face again, then it's honey on that far distant, distant shore. Honey on that far distant shore. Well, now, I'm goin' down to New Orleans, just to ride on the river boat. Gotta keep bailin' all night long just to keep the darn boat afloat. (Chorus) Here is where I was born and raised, where the cold, cold North wind blows. But I'm goin' back to old Tennessee where my good gal only knows. (Chorus) Keep a light in your window. Keep it burnin' bright. Someday I'm gonna come a-knockin' at your door. Baby, I'll treat you right. (Chorus) |
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