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The moon was bright, the night was clear
No breeze came over the sea When mary left her highland home And wandered forth with me The flowers be-decked the mountainside And fragrance filled the vale But by far the sweetest flower there Was the rose of allendale Oh the rose of allendale Sweet rose of allendale By far the sweetest flower there Was the rose of allendale Where e'er I wandered east or west Though fate began to lour A solace still was she to me In sorrow's lonely hour When tempests lashed our lonely barque And rent her quivering sail One maiden's form withstood the storm 'twas the rose of allendale Oh sweet rose of allendale Sweet rose of allendale One maiden's form withstood the storm 'twas the rose of allendale And when my fever'd lips were parched On afric's burning sands She whispered hopes of happiness And tales of distant lands My life has been a wilderness Unblessed by fortune's wheel Had fate not linked my love to hers The rose of allendale Oh sweet rose of allendale Sweet rose of allendale Had fate not linked my love to hers The rose of allendale |
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I went to church on sunday
My love, she passed me by I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye By the roving of her eye By the roving of her eye I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye My love's fair and proper Her waist is neat and small She is quite good-looking And that' s the best of all And that' s the best of all And that' s the best of all And she is quite good-looking And that' s the best of all Oh, hannah, loving hannah Come give to me your hand You said that if you're married That I will be the one That I will be the one That I will be the one You said that if you're married That I will be the one I will go down by the river When everyone's asleep I'll think of loving hannah And then sit down and grieve And then sit down and grieve And then sit down and grieve I'll think of loving hannah And then sit down and grieve I went to church on sunday My love she passed me by I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye By the roving of her eye By the roving of her eye I knew her mind was changing By the roving of her eye |
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Oh my Donald he works on the sea
On the waves that blow wild and free He splices the ropes and he sets the sails While southward he rolls to the home of the whale And he ne'er thinks o' me far behind Nor the torments that rage in my mind He's mine for only part of the year And I'm left all alone with only my tears Ye ladies that smell of wild rose Think ye for your perfume to where a man goes Think ye o' the wives and the babies that yearn For a man ne'er returning from hunting the sperm My Donald he works on the sea On the waves that blow wild and free He splices the ropes and sets the sails While southward he rolls to the home of the whale |
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There's a wilderness
It's a no man's land Between alice springs and the ocean Seventeen hundred miles of burning sand And a silken thread keeps a hold on you When the emptieness like a potion tends to fray your reason strand by strand And there's no more need for the mask your wear When the last goodbyes have been said So kiss the cheeks of you dearest friends And turn to the desert ahead Now you're on your own like a sailing ship You're the captain, crew and sailors Turn around and this is what you see Chorus This me facing me all alone 'cause I choose to be with the wind and the sun on me only me Now you dream so much about being lost Your ghost by a coolebah sleeping Haunts you and whispers in your ear Give up give up this lonely road No one knows the promise you're keeping You can't touch the emptiness out here But the grace that mends this broken wing The blue sky to regain Will lift those feet and raise those eyes To face the desert again As the dawn reveals the journey's end In truth it's only beginning And it's as big as your eyes wish to see Chorus |
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Harking is bonnie
And there lives my love My heart lies on him And will not remove It will not remove Oh for all that I have done Oh I never will forget my love anachie For anachie gordon He's bonnie and he's rough He'd entice any woman that ever he saw He'd entice any woman and so he has done me Oh I never will forget my love anachie Down came her father and he's standing by the door Saying jeannie you're trying the tricks of a whore You care nothing for a man who cares so very much for thee You must marry lord sulton and leave anachie For anachie gorden, he's barely but a man Although he may be pretty but where are his lands? Oh the sulton's lands are broad and his towers they run high You must marry lord sulton and leave anachie With anachie gordon I'd beg for my bread And before I'll marry sulton it's gold to my head With gold to my head and gowns fringed to the knee And I'll die if I don't get me love anachie And you that are my parents to church you may me bring But unto lord sulton I'll never bear a song To a son or a daughter, I'll never bow my knee And I'll die if I don't get me love anachie Jeannie was married and from church she was brought home And when she and her maidens so merry should have been When she and her maidens so merry should have been She went into her chambers she cried all alone Come to bed now jeannie me honey and my sweet For to style you my mistress it would be so sweet Be it mistress or jeannie it's all the same to me But in your bed lord sulton I never will lie And down came her father and he's spoken with reknown Saying you that are her maidens go loosen off her gowns But she fell down to the floor so close down by his knee Saying father look I'm dying for me love anachie The day that jeannie married was the day that jeannie died And the day that yound anachie came home on the tide And down came her maidens all wringing of their hands Saying oh it's been so long you've spent so long on the sands Oh so long on the sands, so long on the flood They have married your jeannie and now she lies dead You that are her maidens go take me by the hand And take me to the chamber that me love she lies in And he's kissed her cold lips till his heart has turned to stone And he's died in the chamber that his love she lies in |
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Traveling at night, the headlights were bright
And we'd been up many an hour And all through my brain Came the refrain Of home and it's warming fire Chorus And Home Sings me of sweet things My life there has it's own wings To fly over the mountains Though I'm standing still The people I've seen They come in between The cities of tiring life The trains come and go, But inside you know The struggle will soon be a fight Chorus Traveling at night, The headlights were bright. But soon the sun came through the trees Around the next bend The flowers will send The sweet scene of home in the breeze Chorus |
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Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose So the Bible said but it still is news Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Rich relations give Crust of bread and such You can help yourself But don't take too much Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round the door When you're gone, spending ends They don't come no more Yes, the strong gets more While the weak ones fade Empty pockets don't ever make the grade Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own Money, you've got lots of friends Crowding round the door Money's gone, and spending ends They don't come no more Mama may have, Papa may have But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own But God bless the child that's got his own That's got his own |
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