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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(Merle Kilgore)
They say don't go on Wolverton Mountain, If you're lookin' for a wife. 'Cause Clifton Clowers has a fair, young daughter; He's mighty handy with a gun and knife. Her tender lips are sweeter than honey, And Wolverton Mountain protects her there; The bears and the birds tell Clifton Clowers, If a stranger should enter there. All o' my dreams are on Wolverton Mounrain; I want his daughter for my wife. I'll take my chances and climb the Mountain, Though Clifton Clowers might take my life. Her tender lips are sweeter than honey, And Wolverton Mountain protects her there; The bears and the birds tell Clifton Clowers, If a stranger should enter there. I'm goin' up on Wolverton Mountain, It's so lonesome down here below; It's just not right to hide his daughter, From the one who loves her so. Her tender lips are sweeter than honey, And Wolverton Mountain protects her there; The bears and the birds tell Clifton Clowers, If a stranger should enter there. I don't care about Clifton Clowers; I'm goin' to climb up on his mountain; I'm goin' to take the one I love. I don't care about Clifton Clowers. I'm goin' to climb up on his mountain. I don't care about... (repeating, fading away) |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
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! |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
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! |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
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! |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
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! |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
Walk right in, sit right down
Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on --- Instrumental --- Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Daddy, let your mind roll on... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
Walk right in, sit right down
Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on --- Instrumental --- Everybody's talkin' 'bout A new way of walkin' Do you want to lose your mind? Walk right in, sit right down Baby, let your hair hang down Walk right in, sit right down Daddy, let your mind roll on Daddy, let your mind roll on... |
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from The Brothers Four - Sing Of Times/ The Honey Wind Blows (2006)
Where are you going my little one, little one
Where are you going my baby my own Turn around and you're two Turn around and you're four Turn around and you're a young girl Going out of the door Turn around Turn around Turn around and you're a young girl Going out of the door Where are you going my little one, little one Little drendils and petticoats, where are you now Turn around and you're tiny Turn around and you're grown Turn around and you're a young wife With babes of your own Turn around Turn around Turn around and you're a young wife With babes of your own Where are you going my little one, little one Where are you going my baby my own... |
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from Alright! 386 (2000)
Try to remember the kind of September
When life was slow and oh, so mellow Try to remember the kind of September When grass was green and grain was yellow Try to remember the kind of September When you were a tender and callow fellow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow. Try to remember when life was so tender That no one wept except the willow Try to remember the time of September When love was an ember about to billow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow, follow. Deep in December It's nice to remember Although you know the snow will follow Deep in December It's nice to remember The fire of September that made us mellow Deep in December our hearts should remember And follow, follow, follow... |
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from The Brothers Four - Sing Of Times/ The Honey Wind Blows (2006)
If today was not an endless highway
I today was not a crooked trail If tomorrow wasn't such a long time Then lonesome would mean nothing to you at all. I can't see my reflection in the waters I can't speak the sounds that show no pain I can't hear the echo of my footsteps Or can't remember the sound of my own name. Yes and only if my own true love was waitin Yes and if I could hear her heart a-softly pounding Yes only if she was lying by me Then I'd lie in my bed once again. There's beauty in the silver singin' river There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can touch the beauty That I remember in my true love's eyes. If today was not an endless highway If tomorrow wasn't such a long time... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(Rolf Harris)
Spoken: There's an old Australian stockman lying, dying. He gets himself up onto one elbow and 'e turns to his mates, Who are all gathered around and 'e says: Watch me wallabies feed, mate Watch me wallabies feed, They're a dangerous breed, mate So watch me wallabies feed Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. Keep me cockatoo cool, Carl, Keep me cockatoo cool Ah, don't go acting the fool, Carl Just keep me cockatoo cool Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. 'n' take me koala back, Jack Take me koala back He lives somewhere out on the track, Mac So take me koala back Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. Let me abos go loose, Lew Let me abos go loose They're of no further use, Lew So let me abos go loose Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. And mind me platypus duck, Bill Mind me platypus duck Ah, don't let 'im go running amok, Bill Just mind me platypus duck Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. PLay your didgeridoo, Blue Play your didgeridoo Ah, like, keep playin' 'til I shoot thru, Blue Play your didgeridoo Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down. Tan me hide when I'm dead, Fred Tan me hide when I'm dead So we tanned his hide when he died, Clyde And that's it hangin' on the shed!! Altogether now! Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down Tie me kangaroo down, sport Tie me kangaroo down... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me 'Round Nassau town we did roam Drinking all night Got into a fight Well, I feel so brake up I want to go home. So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Send for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home. Well, the first mate he got drunk And broke in the people's trunk The constable had to come and take him away Sheriff John Stone Won't you leave me alone, Well, this thing I work with Since I've been born. So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Send for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home. --- Instrumental --- Well, the poor cook he caught the fits And threw away all my grits Then he took and he ate up all of my corn Where is John Stone Why don't you leave me alone Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home. So hoist up the John B's sail See how the mainsail sets Send for the Captain ashore Let me go home, let me go home I wanna go home, Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home. Well, I feel so brake up I wanna go home... |
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from The Brothers Four - Sing Of Times/ The Honey Wind Blows (2006)
( Fred Hellerman - Fran Minkoff)
The honey wind blows And the warm days dwindle The butterfly spins a silk cacoon On a silvery spindle. The petals fall From the last red rose The last red rose When the honey wind blows. The petals fall And the summer goes The summer goes When the honey wind blows. --- Instrumental --- The honey wind blows And the days grow colder Somehow the world and I have grown Just a little bit older. I sit alone Where the fire glows The fire glows And the honey wind blows. I sit alone And the good Lord, knows I miss you so When the honey wind blows... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
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.... |
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from The Brothers Four - Rally `Round!/ Roamin` (2006)
The fox went out to the chase one night
Prayed to the moon to give him light He had many a mile to go that night Before he reached the town-o, town-o town-o, Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town. Many a mile to go that night before he reached the town. He ran 'til he came to a great big pen Where the ducks and the geese were kept there in Said a couple of you gonna grease my chin Before I leave this town o, town o, town o Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town. Couple of you gonna grease my chin before I leave this town. He grabbed the grey goose by the neck Throwed a duck across his back He didn't amind with the quack, quack quack And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o Didn't amind with the quack, quack quack And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o Didn't amind with the quack, quack quack And the legs all dang-ling down-o, down-o, down-o. Old mother Flipper Flapper jumped out of bed Out of the window she cocked her head Cryin' John, John the grey goose is gone And the fox is on the town-o, town-o, town-o John, John the grey goose is gone And the fox is on the town-o John, John the grey goose is gone And the fox is on the town-o. Well, the fox he came to his own den There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten Saying Daddy you better go back again 'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o Saying Daddy you better go back again 'Cause it must be a mighty fine town Saying Daddy you better go back again 'Cause it must be a mighty fine town. Well, the fox and his wife without any strife Cut up the goose with a carving knife They never had such a supper in their life And the little ones chewed on the bones-o, bones-o, bones-o Never had such a supper in their life And the little ones chewed on the bones Never had such a supper in their life And the little ones chewed on the bones... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(John Allison)
In Tarrytown, there did dwell A lovely girl I knew her well I courted her on bended knee Until she said that she would marry me. Wide and deep my grave will be With the wild goose grasses growing over m Wide and deep my grave will be With the wild goose grasses growing over me. We were young and love was grand I gave her kisses on her hand We walked along the little way And talked of when would be our wedding day. Wide and deep my grave will be With the wild goose grasses growing over me. And her house stands in Tarrytown And now my love she dances 'round She sits upon another's knee For he has gold and silver more then me... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
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! |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
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... |
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from The Brothers Four - Sing Of Times/ The Honey Wind Blows (2006)
I may not have mansion, I haven't any land
Not even a paper dollar to crinkle in my hands But I can show you morning on a thousand hills And kiss you and give you seven daffodils. I do not have a fortune to buy you pretty things But I can weave you moonbeams for necklaces and rings And I can show you morning on a thousand hills And kiss you and give you seven daffodils. Oh, seven golden daffodils all shining in the sun To light our way to evening when our day is done And I will give music and a crust of bread And a pillow of piny boughs to rest your head. A pillow of piny boughs to rest your head... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
(Jack Segal and Evelyn Danzig)
I peeked in to say good-night When I heard my child in prayer "And for me, some scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for my hair." All the stores were closed and shuttered All the streets were dark and bare In our town, no scarlet ribbons Not one ribbons for her hair. Through the night my heart was aching Just before the dawn was breaking. I peeked in and on her bed In gay profusion lying there Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair. If I live to be a hundred I will never know from where Came those lovely scarlet ribbons Scarlet ribbons for her hair... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
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... |
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from The Brothers Four - Rally `Round!/ Roamin` (2006)
It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road Out of your dust Bowl and Westward we rolled Blue deserts so hot and your mountains so cold I've wandered all over your green growing land Where ever your crops are I've lent you my hands On the edge of your cities, you'll see me and then I come with the dust and I'm gone with the wind California, Arizona, I'd worked on your crops the North up to Washington to gather your hops I got beets from your ground I cut grapes from your vines To sat on our table's and light sparkling wine Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground From the grand Coulee Dam where the water runs down Every state of this Union us migrants have been We come with the dust and we're gone, with the wind We come with the dust and we're gone, with the wind And we're gone.. with the wind... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
On top of old Smokey
All covered with snow I lost my true lover For a courting to slow. Yes courting's a pleasure And parting is grief And a false hearted lover Is worse than a thief. She'll kiss you, she'll hug you And tell you more lies Than the cross ties on a railroad Or the stars in the sky. Let me tell you 'bout my baby She's like bad brandy wine The first time I kissed her She drove me out my mind. She's a Baltimore special Got a fine brown frame When you see her in motion Evil woman is her name. Did I tell you 'bout the Eastman Lord what a shame He run off with my baby And scandalized my name. Well I went up on a mountain top To call my baby back She was gone with that Eastman Down that lonesome railroad track. If I ever see that Eastman I'll shoot him with my gun I'll cut him with my long Jones And dare that pimp to run. Little Liza, little Liza I couldn't sleep last night Come on back home baby Everything will be all right. Let me tell you, let me tell you I don't care what you say If my woman ever comes back I'll give my life away. If you ever see a dark cloud A-rollin' in the sky It's my woman gone to heaven With a tear drop in her eye. On top of old Smokey All covered with snow I lost my true lover For a-courting to slow... |
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from The Brothers Four - Rally `Round!/ Roamin` (2006)
Farewell, my Tani,
child of a coral sea We dreamed of heaven, but you've forgotten me I loved you dearly, why did we have to part? Now I am lonely, here with a broken heart Once on silver sands we held lonesome hands That's why, my Tani, I cried "Come back to me" Once on silver sands we held lonesome hands That's why, my Tani, I cried "Come back to me"... |
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from The Brothers Four - Brothers Four/ B.M.O.C (2003)
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. |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Michael's boat is the gospel boat, hallelujah Michael's boat is the gospel boat, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. The river Jordan is chilly and cold, hallelujah Chills the body but warms the soul, hallelujah Jordon's water is deep and wide, hallelujah Milk and honey on the other side, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Trumpets sounds for you and me, hallelyjah Trumpets sounds for you and me, hallelyjah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah. Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah... |
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from The Brothers Four - Rally `Round!/ Roamin` (2006)
All day, all night, Marianne
Down by the seaside siftin' sand Even little children love Marianne Down by the seaside siftin' sand. Marianne, Oh, Marianne Oh, won't you marry me? We can have a bamboo hut With brandy in the tea Leave your fat old mama home She never will say yes If your mama don't know now She can guess (it's in the mail now!) All day, all night, Marianne Down by the seaside siftin' sand Even little children love Marianne Down by the seaside siftin' sand. When she walks along the shore People pause to greet White birds fly around her Little fish come to her feet In her heart is love But I'm the only mortal man Who's allowed to kiss My Marianne (Everybody!) All day, all night, Marianne Down by the seaside siftin' sand Even little children love Marianne Down by the seaside siftin' sand. And when we marry, we will have A time you never saw I will be so happy I will kiss my mother-in-law (Phooey!) Children by the dozen In and out the bamboo hut One for every palm tree And cocunut (Don't rush me!) All day, all night, Marianne Down by the seaside siftin' sand Even little children love Marianne Down by the seaside siftin' sand. Down by the seaside siftin' sand... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
Lady Greensleeves
--- Instrumental with humming --- Alas, my love, you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously For I have courted you so long Delighting in your company. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady greensleeves. So, Greensleeves out there, well ado May good fortune prosper thee For I am still thy lover true Oh, come once again and love me. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady greensleeves... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
Lady Greensleeves
--- Instrumental with humming --- Alas, my love, you do me wrong To cast me off discourteously For I have courted you so long Delighting in your company. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves my heart of gold And who but my lady greensleeves. So, Greensleeves out there, well ado May good fortune prosper thee For I am still thy lover true Oh, come once again and love me. Greensleeves was all my joy Greensleeves was my delight Greensleeves was my heart of gold And who but my lady greensleeves... |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reach Jamaica I made a stop But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Sounds of laughter everywhere And the dancing girls swaying to and fro I must declare, my heart is there Tho' I've been from Maine to Mexico But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town --- Instrumental --- Down at the market you can hear Ladies cry out while on their heads they bare Ackey rice, salt fish are nice And the rum is fine any time of year But, I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston... |
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from Magic Moments - To Remember (2006)
Down the way where the nights are gay
And the sun shines daily on the mountain top I took a trip on a sailing ship And when I reach Jamaica I made a stop But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town Sounds of laughter everywhere And the dancing girls swaying to and fro I must declare, my heart is there Tho' I've been from Maine to Mexico But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town --- Instrumental --- Down at the market you can hear Ladies cry out while on their heads they bare Ackey rice, salt fish are nice And the rum is fine any time of year But, I'm sad to say, I'm on my way Won't be back for many a day My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town My heart is down, my head is turning around I had to leave a little girl in Kingston... |
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from The Brothers Four - In Person / Cross-Country Concert [box] (1999)
(Harry Belafonte and Lord Burgess)
This is my island in the sun Where my people have toiled since time begun I may sail on many a sea Her shores will always be home to me. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. When morning breaks the heaven on high I lift my heavy load to the sky Sun comes down with a burning glow Mingles my sweat with the earth below. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. I see woman on bended knee Cutting cane for her family I see man at the water side Casting nets at the surging tide. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. I hope the day will never come That I can't awake to the sound of drum Never let me miss carnival With calypso songs philosophical. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. Sad the time, I'll ever miss The gay colored skirts as they turn and twist Let me always hear soft guitars And a maiden's voice 'neath a thousand stars. Oh, island in the sun Willed to me by my father's hand All my days I will sing in praise Of your forest, waters, your shining sand. Lyrics for the Swedish version: (Swedish lyrics by Bo Goran Edling) Det fanns en tid for lange sen Da jag seglade pa Caribien Det var den forsta resan ditut Dar sol och sommar ej kan ta slut. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Det fanns en tid for lange sen Da jag traffade den som blev min van Hon var sa skon som nagon kan bli Och djupt foralskade det var vi. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Det fanns en tid for lange sen Da jag reste min vag fran dig igen Men alla minnen haller mig kvar Hos dig och lyckliga unga dar. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Det fanns en tid for lange sen Du ska veta att jag har saknat den aren har gatt, nu reser jag dit, Till on dar solen gor sanden vit. De tusen oars land Formade av en vanlig hand Dar fanns du och jag langtar nu Till att ater vandra pa samma strand. Lyrics for the Dutch version: O eiland in de zon, waar ik liep Aan mijn vaders hand Niets bindt mij met zo'n sterke band Als jouw wouden, beken en palmenstrand. Geef mij m'n eiland in de zon Waar ik vroeger zo zorg'loos spelen kon 'k Zwerf soms duizend mijlen van huis Maar voel m'alleen op m'n eiland thuis. Ik hoor tam-tams; ze dreunen door 't woud Waar een der stamman een dansfeest houdt Ik zie vrouwen en hoor hun lied Bij het snijden van het suikerriet. Lyrics for the German version: (German lyrics by Kurt Feltz) Ich gruss´ meine Insel im Sonnenlicht, das sich silbern und hell im Morgen bricht. Ich gruss´ der Heimat flimmernden Sand, die braune Hutte am Meeresstrand. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. Ich denk´ an Last und Pein und Not, an den Ruf der Trommel im Abendrot; ich denk´ an dich und dein Schattenbild, das sich in goldene Traume hullt. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. Ich seh´ sie knie´n im hohen Rohr Und hore von fern der Freiheit Chor. Ich seh´ die Hand, die zum Himmel weist Und fuhle den Schmerz der Heimweh heisst. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. Ich hoffe, dass bald die Stunde schlagt, da mich ein Schiff zu der Insel tragt; warten auch Last und Not und Pein, dort will ich still und zufrieden sein. Wo meine Sonne scheint und wo meine Sterne steh'n, da kann man der Hoffnung Glanz und der Freiheit Licht in der Ferne seh'n. |
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from The Brothers Four - Song Book / The Big Folk Hits [box] (2000)
If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning I'd hammer in the evening All over this land I'd hammer out danger I'd hammer out a warning I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a bell I'd ring it in the morning I'd ring it in the evening All over this land I'd ring out danger I'd ring out a warning I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a song I'd sing it in the morning I'd sing it in the evening All over this land I'd sing out danger I'd sing out a warning I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land Well I've got a hammer And I've got a bell And I've got a song to sing All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land... |
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from The Brothers Four - Greenfields (2006)
If I had a hammer
I'd hammer in the morning I'd hammer in the evening All over this land I'd hammer out danger I'd hammer out a warning I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a bell I'd ring it in the morning I'd ring it in the evening All over this land I'd ring out danger I'd ring out a warning I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land If I had a song I'd sing it in the morning I'd sing it in the evening All over this land I'd sing out danger I'd sing out a warning I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land Well I've got a hammer And I've got a bell And I've got a song to sing All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land It's the hammer of justice It's the bell of freedom It's the song about love between my brothers and my sisters All over this land... |
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