There's a football fellah, you all know his name
And the papers tell us he's in the Hall of Fame
Wherever he goes, he'll be all the rage
'Cause he's the new sensation of the age
Dressed in red, white and blue, he's World Cup Willie
We all love him too, World Cup Willie
He's tough as a lion and never will give up
That's why Willie is fav'rite for the Cup
Willie, Willie, he's evry'body's fav'rite for the Cup
Well, we're all football crazy and it's plain to see
That we're all so happy, like one big family
Now we've found someone who makes the rafters ring
Welcome to a brand new soccer King
All dressed in red, white and blue, that's World Cup
Willie
We all love him too, World Cup Willie
He's tough as a lion and never will give up
That's why Willie is fav'rite for the Cup
Yes! Willie, Willie, he's evry'body's fav'rite for the
All the fans are waiting, how they'll spur him on
And those sixty nations will soon know Willie's song
Wherever he goes, he'll be all the rage
'Cause he's the new sensation of the age
All dressed in red, white and blue, that's World Cup
Willie
We all love him too, World Cup Willie
He's tough as a lion and never will give up
That's why Willie is fav'rite for the Cup
Ev'rybody!
Willie, yes Willie, he's evry'body's fav'rite for the
One more time!
[The chorus is the only part sung, the rest is spoken]
Now, this here's the story about the Rock Island line
Now, the Rock Island line is a railroad line
And it runs down into New Orleasn
And just outside of New Orleans is a big toll gate
And all the trains that go through the toll gate
Why, they gotta pay the man some money
Less of course, they got certain things on board
Then they okay, then they don't ever have to pay the
man nothin'
And right now, we see a train
She's comin' on down the line
And when she got up here to the toll gate
The-a depot, he shout down to the driver
He want to know what he got on board
So he say a
What you got on board there, boy
And the driver, he sing right on back
Down to the depot agent
Tell him what he got on board
The got a way of singing
I got sheep, I got cows
I got horses, I got pigs
I got all livestock
I got all livestock
I got all livestock
And the man say, well, he say
Your alright there, boy
You don't have to pay me nothin'
Just get 'em on through
So the train go through the toll gate
And as it go through
It got up a little bit of steam
And a, a little bit of speed
And when he sees me
On the other side of the toll gate
They, the driver shout back
Down the line to the man
'Course you don't hear what he say now
But home down the Rock Island line
I fooled you, I fooled you
I got pig iron, I got pig iron
I got all pig iron
He said, tell you where I'm goin', boy
Goin' down the Rock Island line, yes, yes
She's a mighty good road
Oh well, the Rock Island line
She's a mighty good road
Rock Island line is the road to ride
Ya, the Rock Island line
Is a mighty good road
And if you want to ride
You gotta ride it
Like you find it
Get your ticket at the station
On the Rock Island line
Well, I may be right
I may be wrong
I know you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
Ya,the Rock Island line
She's a mighty good road
Rock Island line is the road to ride
Ya, the Rock Island line
she's a mighty good road
And if you want to ride
You gotta ride it
Like you find it
Get your ticket at the station
On the Rock Island line
A B C, W X Y Z
Cat's in the cupboard
But he don't see me
Now, the Rock Island line
She's a mighty good road
Rock Island line is the road to ride
Ya, the Rock Island line
She's a mighty good road
And if you want to ride
You gotta ride it
Like you find it
Get your ticket at the station
On the Rock Island line
Hallaluah, I'm safe from sin
The good Lord's comin'
For to see me again
Keep it goin'
And the Rock Island line
She's a mighty good road
Rock Island line is the road to ride
Ya, the Rock Island line
She's a mighty good road
And if you want to ride
You gotta ride it
Like you find it
Get your ticket at the station
On the Rock Island line
The Rock Island line
She's a mighty good road
Rock Island line is the road to ride
Ya, the Rock Island line
She's a mighty good road
And if you want to ride
You gotta ride it
Like you find it
Get your ticket at the station
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green and flowery mountains to the south belt
by the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well
by all
She's a modern combination called the Wabash Cannon
Ball
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands, over hills and by
the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome
hobo's call
Traveling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannon Ball
Oh the Eastern States are dandy, so the Western people
From New York to Chicago, and Rock Island by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters
fall
No chances to be taken on the Wabash Cannon Ball
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands, over hills and by
the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome
hobo's call
Travelling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannon
Ball
I rode the IC Limited, also the Royal Blue
Across the Eastern counties on the Elkhorn number two
I rode these highball trains from coast to coast, and
that's all
But I have found no equal to the Wabash Cannon Ball
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands, over hills and by
the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome
hobo's call
Travelling through the jungles on the Wabash Cannon
Ball
Here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever be
Always be remembered in the courts of Tennessee
His earthly race is over now, the curtains round him
fall
They're carrying him home to victory on the Wabash
Cannon Ball
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodlands, over hills and by
the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome
hobo's call
Chorus:
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you're bound to die
I met her on the mountain
There I took her life
I met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with a knife
(chorus)
This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
If it hadn't of been for Sherrif Grayson
I'd have been in Tennessee
(chorus)
This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome canyon
Hanging from a wide oak tree
(spoken: ) Well, this here’s the story about the Battle
of New Orleans,
which was fit between the Yankees of course and them
there English people,
in which the British came off rather ignominiously.
1. Well, in 1814, we took a little trip,along the
Colonel Packenham down the mighty Mississipp.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
and we fought the bloomin’ British in the town of New
Orleans
Well, we fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began a running,
on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
2. Well, we looked down the river till we see the
British come,there must have been a hundred of 'em
beatin' on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring,
well, we stood beside our cotton bales and never said a
thing.
+ CHORUS
3. Well, we looked down the river till we see the
British come,and there must have been a hundred of them
beating on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring,
While we stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a
thing.
4. Well, Packenham said we could take ‘em by surprise,
if we didn't fire a musket till we looked `em in the
eyes.
Well, we stood quite still till we see their face well,
then we opened up our muskets and we really gave ‘em
well.
Well, we fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
there wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began a running,
on down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
5. Well, they ran through the briars and they ran
through the brambles, and they ran through the bushes
where the rabbits couldn't go. They ran so fast that
the hounds couldn't catch ‘em, all down the Mississippi
to the Gulf of Mexico.
+ CHORUS
6. Well, we fired our muskets so the barrels melted
down, then grabbed an alligator and we fought another
round.
Well, we stuffed his head with cannon balls and
powdered his behind, so when we touched the powder off,
the 'gator lost his mind.
+ CHORUS
If you wanna get in trouble let me tell you how to do it
Get yourself a guitar and then you're right into it
You play all day and you play all night
People say you'll never learn to play the thing right
Always messing about, groaning at you
Moaning, won't let you practise
So I bought meself a guitar about a year ago
The man said I could learn it in a week or so
Gave me a little book, pick or two
Said, "Here y'are mate, it's up to you"
Dirty rotter, cost me ten nicker, all the loot I had
Good guitar, though, called it a pluckit
Anyway, spent me dough
And I couldn't let it all go to waste, you know
So I took the book, guitar and all
And I went back home where the trees are tall
Down in Woodford, good place to be if you've got a guitar
Pretty rotten if you ain't
Well, for weeks and weeks I worked hard
And I tried to learn a few main chords
The book says they're easy as ABC
Cor, my fingers is killing me, got sore on the ends
Couldn't hold the strings down
Wanted to pack up, cor, I felt rough
Anyway, kept on playing with all me might
I could see Mum's hair was turning white
And her face was lined with discontent
She said her patience was pretty near spent
She was nervous, ears ringing, wanted to scream
You know, couldn't get no relief
So sister, anyway, she took it worst of all
'Cause she got married the following fall
She said "For love" but I got me doubts
I think the guitar chased her out
She's a game girl, though
Just couldn't take it, you know, limit to everything
Dad, he took it a different way
He said, you can turn your Mum's hair grey
Drive your sister away from home
But you or me boy's gonna start to roam
And I ain't going, never intend to
You figure it out, so I did, fast, you know
Anyway, next day had me clothes all packed
And I slung me guitar across me back
Caught meself a great long train
Searched the world for me share of fame
Ain't found none, just hardships, messing about
Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
Oh, rock my soul
So high I cant get over it
So low I cant get under it
So wide I cant get round it
Oh, rock my soul
Rock my soul
Rock my soul
Rock my soul
Sweet sixteen goes to church
Just to see the boys
Laughs and screams and giggles
At every little noise
Turns her face a little
And turns her head awhile
But everybody knows she's
Only putting on the style
She's putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style
Well the young man in the hot rod car
Driving like he's mad
With a pair of yellow gloves
He's borrowed from his dad
He makes it roar so lively
Just to make his girlfriend smile
But she knows he's only
Putting on the style
He's putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style
Preacher in the pulpit
Roars with all his might
Sing Glory Halleluja
Puts the folks all in a fright
Now you might think it's satan
That's a-coming down the aisle
But it's only our poor preacher boys
That's putting on his style
Putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style
Putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Putting on the style
Putting on the agony
Putting on the style
That's what all the young folks
Are doing all the while
And as I look around me
I sometimes have to smile
Seeing all the young folks
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale of cotton/
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale a day./
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale of cotton/
Jump down, turn around to pick a bale a day./
Oh Lordy, pick a bale of cotton, oh Lordy,/
Pick a bale a day./
Oh Lordy, pick a bale of cotton, oh Lordy,/
Pick a bale a day./
Me and my buddy can pick a bale of cotton,/
Me and my buddy can pick a bale a day.
(Chorus)
Me and old Bill gonna pick a bale of cotton,/
Me and old Bill gonna pick a bale a day./
(Chorus)
Me and my wife gonna pick a bale of cotton,/
Me and my wife gonna pick a bale a day./
(Chorus)
Me and my papa can pick a bale of cotton,/
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere, somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
Somewhere, somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum
Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum
Hey! A turbaned Turk who scorns the world
May strut about with his whiskers curled
Keep a hundred wives under lock and key
For nobody else but himself to see
Yet long must he pray with his Al Koran
Before he can love like an Irishman
Long may he pray with his Al Koran
Before he can love like an Irishman
Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum
The gay monsieur, a slave no more
The solemn Don and the shocked Senor
The Dutch Mynheer, so full of pride
The Russian, Prussian, Swede beside
They all may do whatever they can
But they never, never love like an Irishman
They all may do whatever they can
But they never, never love like an Irishman
Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum
Now the London folks themselves beguile
And think they please in a capital style
But let them ask as they cross the street
Of any young girl that they happen to meet
And I know she'll say from behind her fan
Nobody loves like an Irishman
I know what she'll say from behind her fan
Nobody loves like an Irishman
He-ey! Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum
(Instrumental Break)
Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum
So I want you to know just how much I care
And the rest of my life with you I'd share
I love your face, your hair, your smile
It's just as sure as I come from the Emerald Isle
It must be clear to your lovely eye
No boy will love you better than I
It must be clear to your lovely eye
No boy will love you better than I
Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum
Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum
Dum-dum-a-dimmy, dum-a-dum
Now here's a little story
To tell it is a must
About an unsung hero
That moves away your dust.
Some people make a fortune,
Others earn a mint;
My old man don't earn much:
In fact he's flipping skint.
Oh, my old man's a dustman,
He wears a dustman's hat,
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat.
He looks a proper nana
In his great big hobnail boots,
He's got such a job to pull them up
That he calls 'em daisy roots.
Some folks give tips at Christmas,
And some of them forget,
So when he picks their bins up
He spills some on the steps.
Now one old man got nasty
And to the council wrote,
Next time my old man went round there
He punched him up the throat.
Oh my old man's a dustman,
He wears a dustman's hat,
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat.
Lonnie: I say, I say, Les.
Les: Yes?
Lonnie: I, er, I found a police dog in my dustbin.
Les: Well how do you do know he's a police dog?
Lonnie: He had a policeman with him.
Though my old man's a dustman,
He's got an 'eart of gold,
He got married recently
Though he's eighty-six years old.
We said "'Ere, hang on, Dad,
You're getting past your prime";
He said "Well, when you get to my age
It helps to pass the time."
Oi! My old man's a dustman,
He wears a dustman's hat,
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat.
Lonnie: I say, I say, I say!
Les: Huh?
Lonnie: My dustbin's full of lilies.
Les: Well throw 'em away then! Sheesh!
Lonnie: I can't: Lily's wearing them.
Now one day whilst in a hurry,
He missed a lady's bin:
He hadn't gone but a few yards
When she chased after him.
"What game do you think you're playing?"
She cried right from the 'eart,
"You've missed me, am I too late?"
"No, jump up on the cart!"
Oi! My old man's a dustman,
He wears a dustman's hat,
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat.
Lonnie: I say, I say, I say!
Les: Not you again!
Lonnie: My dustbin's absolutely full with toadstools.
Les: How do you know it's full?
Lonnie: 'Cos there's not mushroom inside.
He found a tiger's head one day
Nailed to a piece of wood
The tiger looked like miserable,
But I suppose he should.
Just then from out a window
A voice began to wail,
It said "Oi! Where's me tiger's head?"
"Four foot from his tail."
Oh my old man's a dustman,
He wears a dustman's hat,
He wears cor-blimey trousers
And he lives in a council flat.
Next time you see a dustman
Looking all pale and sad,
Don't kick him in the dustbin:
Good morning, Captain
Good morning shine
Good morning, Captain
Good morning shine
Do you need another mule skinner
Working on your new road line?
'Cause I like to work
I'm rolling all the time
'Cause I like to work
I'm rolling all the time
I be carving my initials
On the mule's behind
Well it's hey hey little waterboy
Pass your water bucket 'round
Well it's hey hey little waterboy
Pass your water bucket 'round
If you don't like your job
Well you can throw your bucket down
'Cause I like to work
I'm rolling all the time
'Cause I like to work
I'm rolling all the time
I can carve my initials
On the mule's behind
Well I like to work
For a dollar (?)
Well I like to work
For a dollar (?)
I got six women waiting on a saturday night
Just to see me throw my (?)
Well it's hey hey little waterboy
Pass your water bucket 'round
Well it's hey hey little waterboy
Pass your water bucket 'round
If you don't like your job
Send that water bucket down
Good morning, Captain
Good morning shine
Good morning, Captain
Good morning shine
Do you need another mule skinner
Working on your new road line?
Well it's hey hey little waterboy
Pass your water bucket 'round
Well it's hey hey little waterboy
Pass your water bucket 'round
If you don't like your job
Well, you wake up in the mornin, you hear the work bell
ring,
And they march you to the table to see the same old
thing.
Aint no food upon the table, and no pork up in the pan.
But you better not complain, boy, you get in trouble with
the man.
Chorus:
Let the midnight special shine a light on me,
Let the midnight special shine a light on me,
Let the midnight special shine a light on me,
Let the midnight special shine a everlovin light on me.
Yonder come miss rosie, how in the world did you know?
By the way she wears her apron, and the clothes she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand;
She come to see the govnor, she wants to free her man.
Chorus
If youre ever in houston, well, you better do the right;
You better not gamble, there, you better not fight, at
Or the sheriff will grab ya and the boys will bring you
down.
1 Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
2Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Sister help to trim the sail, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
River Jordan is chilly and cold, hallelujah
Chills the body but not the soul, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Jordan river is deep and is wide, hallelujah
I've got a home on the other side, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael row the boat ashore, hallelujah
Michael's Boat is a music boat , hallelujah
Michael's Boat is a music boat , hallelujah
14Michael row the boat, the boat ashore, hallelujah16
This here's a story about Lost John
Lost John done flew the coop!
Hee!
How many long gone?
Lost John standin' by the railroad track
Waitin' for the freight train to come back
Freight train came back and never made no stop
Lost John thought he'd have to ride on top
Well he's long, long, long gone (woo-yeah)
And he's long, long, long gone
Yeah, lost John came into the country woman's house
Sat down it was quiet, just as quiet as a mouse
She said, "Now Mister Lost John, be my friend,
Be my friend up until the end."
'Cause he's long, long, long gone (what I'm talkin'
'bout)
Now that he's long, long, long gone
(Yeah came into the country woman's house)
Lost John came into a country woman's house
Sat there as quiet, quiet as a mouse
Said, "Mister Lost John be my friend,
Be my friend until the end."
Well, I'm long, long, long gone
Well, I'm long, long, long gone
Yeah, she said, "Lost John don't you have no fear,
I'm sending for the porter, gonna buy some beer."
He said, "Now woman don't you buy no beer,
The company's on my trail and-a soon be here
'Cause I'm long, long, long gone
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Well he's long, long, long gone
(Make it a pair of shoes instead)
Lost John made a pair of shoes of his own
The finest shoes that ever was worn
Heels at the front, heels behind,
You couldn't tell a-which way Lost John was gwine.
Well they caught Lost John
Put 'em in the pen
Cell break went down
And now he's out again
If anybody asks you
Who sung this song
Tell 'em Lonnie Donegan
Been 'ere and gone
Well he's long, long, long gone (ooone)
Well he's long, long, long gone (one more time)
Well he's long, long, long gone
(He goin', he goin')
Well he's long, long, long gone.
(Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba).
[Talking part ending leads into "Goin' Home"]:
Thankyou! thankyou! (oh yeah Mike - yea). Thankyou very
much. Now we like to have a surprise for you tonight,
and bring on a friend of mine from way back, Dr John.
(wooooo) Yeah. We're gonna do this a, we're gonna do
this song that was written by a, way back aways a
British trumpet player/guitarist (ha ha ha ha ha) Ken
Colyer (yeah that's the man). Goes like this... one,
okay, one...
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm travelling on.
Travelled in the mountains, travelled in the valley,
Well, I've travelled in the mountains, travelled in the
valley,
Travelled in the mountains, travelled in the valley,
I'm travelling on.
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm travelling on.
Travelled with the rich, I've travelled with the
beggar,
Well, I've travelled with the rich, I've travelled with
beggar,
Travelled with the rich, I've travelled with the
beggar,
I'm travelling on.
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm travelling on.
One of these days I'm gonna stop all my travelling,
One of these days I'm gonna stop all my travelling,
One of these days I'm gonna stop all my travelling,
I'm travelling on.
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
I'm just a lonely and a lonesome traveller
We come on the sloop John B
My grandfather and me,
'Round Nassau town we did roam
Drinking all night, we got into a fight
I feel so breakup, I want to go home
So hoist up the John B sails
See how the mains'l's set,
Send for the captain ashore,
Let me go home
Let me go home
Let me go home
I feel so breakup
I want to go home
The first mate he got drunk,
Broke up the people's trunk
Constable had to come and take him away,
Sheriff Johnstone, please let me alone
I fell so breakup, I want to go home.
So hoist up the John B sails
See how the mains'l's set,
Send for the captain ashore,
Let me go home
Let me go home
Let me go home
I feel so breakup
I want to go home
The stewardess she got stewed,
Ran 'round the poop deck nude
Constable had to come and take her away
Sheriff Johnstone please let me alone
I feel so breakup, I want to to home
So hoist up the John B sails
See how the mains'l's set,
Send for the captain ashore,
Let me go home
Let me go home
Let me go home
I feel so breakup
Now, "lively" is a funny word
It means a lot of things
But to the burglar people
An urgent call it brings
Cause' when they breakin' open safes
Or nailin' up ....vans(?)
Lively just means
Scap(?) boys to the different game (?)
Chorus:
Lively, lively, the night is going fast
Lively, lively, we both got murky pasts
Lively, lively, don't leave this block(?) untied
Cause' if you did it's a penny to a quip that we both
end up inside!
Solo 1
We broke into a spinster's(?) house
While she was ...ing prayer
She was praying for a men
....(?) she didn't care
We had to dive beneath the bed
The dust there made me sneeze
"Oh, that was great!" the old girl cried
And(?) jumped up on her knees! (?)
Repeat Chorus
Solo 2
Now we rehearsed for days and days
A smashin' grab to do
"You throw the brick" one bloke said
"And I'll leave the grab to you"
The brick went through the window
"Now grab! - they cried - "And quick!"
It wasn't till we got away I've found I grabbed that
brick!
[spoken]
Oh lively, lively... Yeah...
I sang this song once at a policemen' dance
But I wasn't singing for coppers
....was a gangster
While once I've run form the law I ran into a church
I mixed with lots of people just to confuse the search
I've found meself right at the front, the best place I
could hide
I ... afraid when some bloke's said "Got ring? Here
comes the bride!"
Ooops!
Chorus
Solo 3 with some scat
The shop stewart of our union was up before the judge
Who sentens him to 18 months our stwart langed a
grundge
The maximum is twelve months so what rots?!
You always wanted time in a half and that's just what
you've got!"
Lively, lively, the night is going fast
Lively, lively, we both got murky pasts
Lively, lively, don't leave this block(?) untied
Cause' if you did it's a penny to a quip
I go blimey, it come ... (?)
(different band member) Oh, Lord, ...!
(another band member)... and here we go!
(yet another voice)... here comes the couple(?)!
(Lonnie again) I want some beer and if you...
Peter, Paul, & Mary
Also recorded by: Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass;
Bamboushay Steel Band; Bobby Bare; The Brothers Four;
Caribbean Allstars; Chad & Jeremy; Lonnie Donegan;
Percy Faith; The Impressions; The Kingston Trio;
Trini Lopez; Arthur Lyman; Paul & Margie;
The Seekers; Sandie Shaw.
When I was just a lad of ten, my father said to me,
"Come here and take a lesson from the lovely lemon
tree."
"Don't put your faith in love, my boy," my father said
to me,
"I fear you'll find that love is like the lovely lemon
tree."
Chorus:
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet,
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat.
Lemon tree, very pretty, and the lemon flower is sweet,
But the fruit of the lemon is impossible to eat.
One day beneath the lemon tree, my love and I did lie,
A girl so sweet that when she smiled, the stars rose in
the sky.
We passed that summer lost in love, beneath the lemon
tree,
The music of her laughter hid my father's words from
Chorus
One day she left without a word, she took away the sun.
And in the dark she left behind, I knew what she had
done.
She left me for another, it's a common tale but true,
A sadder man, but wiser now, I sing these words to you.
Now there's a dark & a troubled side of life
There's a bright, there's a sunny side, too
Tho' we meet with the darkness and strife
The sunny side we also may view
[cho:] Keep on the sunny side, always on the sunny side,
Keep on the sunny side of life
It will help us ev'ry day, it will brighten all the way
If we'll keep on the sunny side of life
The storm and its fury broke today,
Crushing hopes that we cherish so dear;
Clouds and storms will, in time, pass away
The sun again will shine bright and clear.
Let us greet with the song of hope each day
Tho' the moment be cloudy or fair
Let us trust in our Saviour away
JOSHUA (FIT THE BATTLE OF JERICHO)
AFRICAN-AMERICAN SPIRITUAL
(REFRAIN) (Am) JOSHUA FIT THE BATTLE OF JERICHO, (E7)
JERICHO, (Am) JERICHO
JOSHUA FIT THE BATTLE OF JERICHO
AND THE (E7) WALLS CAME TUMBLIN' (Am) DOWN
YOU MAY TALK ABOUT YOUR (E7) MAN OF (Am) GIDEON
YOU MAY TALK ABOUT YOUR (E7) MAN OF (Am) SAUL
THERE'S NONE LIKE GOOD OLD (E7) JOSHU(Am) A
AT THE (E7) BATTLE OF JERI(Am)CHO (REFRAIN)
'WAY UP TO THE WALLS OF JERICHO
HE MARCHED WITH A SPEAR IN HAND
"GO BLOW THE RAM'S HORN," JOSHUA CRIED
"'CAUSE THE BATTLE IS IN MY HANDS" (REFRAIN)
THEN THE LAMB, RAM, SHEEP HORNS BEGAN TO BLOW
AND THE TRUMPETS BEGAN TO SOUND
AND JOSHUA COMMANDED THE CHILDREN TO SHOUT
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Jack o' diamonds is a hard card to find.
When you play the game of life
You've got trouble, you've got strife
Jack o' diamonds is a hard card to find
Life is like a game of cards
But it's very, very hard
Jack o' diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Met a girl and lost my heart
Lack of money made us part
Jack o' diamonds is a hard card to find
She said life ain't just a bet
But I've never won it yet
Jack o' diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
(Instrumental Break)
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
So if you throw diamonds back (?)
You will never look back
Jack o' diamond is a hard card to find
You'll have learnt your lesson
But you may ??? ??? ???
Jack o' diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
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Jack o' diamonds is a hard card to find
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Jack o' diamonds is a hard card to find.
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find
Jack o' diamonds, Jack o' diamonds
Diamonds is a hard card to find.
Ive been in love so many times
I thought I knew the score
Now youve treated me so wrong
I cant take any more
And it looks like Im never gonna fall in love again
Fall in love, Im never gonna fall in love
I mean it, I mean it, fall in love again
I gave my heart so easily, cast aside my pride
When I saw you in his arms baby
I broke up and cried
And it looks like Im never gonna fall in love again
Thats what Im sayin fall in love, no, Im never gonna fall
in love
Please dont make me fall in love again
Thats why i, no, Im never gonna fall in love
In eighteen-eighty down a dusty road
Along came a miner with a big fat load
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
He was caked in dirt from his head to his foot
His hair so black, that it looked like soot
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
Well, he reined in his mule and hitched him to the rail
And he said "Ol' fella it's the end of the trail"
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me
Well, he ambled down to the old saloon
He said "I know it's early and it ain't quite noon"
But, hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
Everybody
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me
Ev'rybody have a drink on me
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me
Ev'rybody have a drink on me
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
Well, I just got a letter from down in Tennessee
It said my Uncle died and left an oil well to me
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
I've been diggin' all my life and I nearly got to hell
But my Uncle dug potatoes and he struck an oil well
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me
Ev'rybody have a drink on me
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me
Ev'rybody have a drink on me
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
Well black gold yella gold guess it’s all the same
Take my tip an give up the minin game
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
Well sell your shovel and your old long johns
You can make a fortune writing Adam Faith songs
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
One more time
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me
Ev'rybody have a drink on me
Hey, hey, ev'rybody drink on me
Oh well have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me
Ev'rybody have a drink on me
Now the world holds seven wonders
That the travellers always tell
Some gardens and some towers,
I guess you know them well
But now the greatest wonder
Is in Uncle Sam's fair land
It's the big Columbia River
And the big Grand Coulee Dam
She heads up the Canadian Rockies
Where the rippling waters glide
Comes a-roaring down the canyon
For to meet that salty tide
Of the big Pacific Ocean
Where the sun sinks in the west
In the big Grand Coulee country
In the land I love the best
In the misty crystal glitter
Of the wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters
And met a watery grave
Why, she tore their boats to splinters
But she gave men dreams to dream
Of the day the Coulee Dam
Would cross that wild and wasted stream
Now Uncle Sam took up the challenge
In the year of thirty three
For the farmer and the factory
And all of you and me
He said, "Roll along Columbia,
You can roll down to the sea
But river, while you're rambling
You can do some work for me."
In the misty crystal glitter
Of the wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters
And met a watery grave
Why, she tore their boats to splinters
But she gave men dreams to dream
Of the day the Coulee Dam
Would cross that wild and wasted stream
Now from Washington and Oregon
You can hear the factories hum
Making chrome and making manganese
And white aluminum
Now the roar of the Flying Fortress
For to fight for Uncle Sam
On the howling King Columbia
By the big Grand Coulee Dam
In the misty crystal glitter
Of the wild and windward spray
Men have fought the pounding waters
And met a watery grave
Why, she tore their boats to splinters
But she gave men dreams to dream
Of the day the Coulee Dam
Would cross that wild and wasted stream
Now the world holds seven wonders
That the travellers always tell
Some gardens and some towers,
Why, I guess you know them well
But now the greatest wonder
Is in Uncle Sam's fair land
It's the big Columbia River
I've gambled down in Wasington
And I've gambled up in Maine
I'm going down into Georgia
To knock down my last game
I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man
Well I'd not been in Washington
Many more weeks than three
When I fell in love with a pretty little girl
And she fell in love with me
I'm a gamblin' man
I'm a gamblin' man
I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man
I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man, man, man
I'm a gamblin' man
She took me in her parlour
Cooled me with her fan
She said oh mother mother
I'm in love with a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
He's a gamblin' man
She said oh daughter, daughter
How could you treat me so
Leave your poor old mother
With that gambler go
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
Hey a gamblin' man
I would not marry a farmer
He's always in the rain
I'd rather marry a gamblin' man
With a gold watch and chain
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man
And I would not marry a railroad man
Here's the reason why
I've never known a railroad man
Wouldn't tell his wife a lie
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man man man
A gamblin' man, man,man
He's a gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man
How about Jimmy
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man
How about
I hear that train a-coming
Coming round the curve
Whistling, a-screaming
straining every nerve
A gamblin' man man man
A gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man
He's a gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
A gamblin' man, man, man
Me an' my brother was goin' to town
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Ridin' a billy goat, leadin' a hound
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Hound dog bark, billy goat jump,
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Throw'd my brother right over that stump
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Well, my old auntie promised me
Sing away, ladies, sing away
When she died she's will to me
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Well, she lived so long her head got bald
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Why, she got out the notion of dyin' at all.
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
(Musical Break)
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Ah, me an' my brother was comin' into town
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Ridin' a billy goat, leadin' a hound
Sing away, ladies, sing away
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Don't you rock me, Daddy-O
Oh-me, oh-my, oh-you
Whatever shall I do
Hallelujah, the question is peculiar
I'd give a lot of dough
If only I could know
The answer to my question
Is it yes or is it no
Does your chewing gum lose its flavour
On the bedpost overnight
If your mother says don't chew it
Do you swallow it in spite
Can you catch it on your tonsils
Can you heave it left and right
Does your chewing gum lose its flavour
On the bedpost overnight
Here comes a blushing bride
The groom is by her side
Up to the altar
Just as steady as Gibraltar
Why, the groom has got the ring
And it's such a pretty thing
But as he slips it on her finger
The choir begins to sing
Does your chewing gum lose its flavour
On the bedpost overnight
If your mother says don't chew it
Do you swallow it in spite
Can you catch it on your tonsils
Can you heave it left and right
Does your chewing gum lose its flavour
On the bedpost overnight
Now the nation rise is one
To send their only son
Up to the White House
Yes, the nation's only White House
To voice their discontent
Unto the Pres-I-dent
They pawn the burning question
What has swept this continent
[Lonnie speaks:]
If tin whistles are made of tin
What do they make fog horns out of
Boom, boom
Does your chewing gum lose its flavour
On the bedpost overnight
If your mother says don't chew it
Do you swallow it in spite
Can you catch it on your tonsils
Can you heave it left and right
Does your chewing gum lose its flavour
On the bedpost overnight
On the bedpost overnight
[Man:]
Hello there, I love you and the one who holds you tight
[Lonnie:]
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Thursday, Friday, Sat'day night
On the bedpost overnight
[Man:]
A dollar is a dollar and a dime is a dime
[Lonnie:]
He's singin' out the chorus
But he hasn't got the time
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap ain't nowhere
Fifteen miles from middlesborough
Cumberland gap ain't nowhere
Fifteen miles from middlesborough
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
I got a girl six feet tall
Sleeps in the kitchen with her feet in the hall
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Two old ladies sitting in the sand
Each one wishing that the other was a man
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Well a dollar is a dollar
And a dime is a dime
And I love you baby most all the time
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Fifteen miles on the Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
Cumberland gap, Cumberland gap
(Spoken)
Now this here's a story `bout a man working in a field
He bin workin' all day, he getting' hot, an' he's
thirsty
Want a girl to bring the water round
He's shoutin' "Hey Sylvie, c'mon, come on round here
with the water,
what you doin' there". But she ain't comin'
Man getting' hot, an' boy he's thirsty, so he make up a
little song,
sing to the woman, make her bring the water round a
little faster.
Here the way he sing.....
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Won't you bring a little water now
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Lord, ev'ry little once in a while
Well do you love me Sylvie
Oh do you love me now
Oh do you love me Sylvie
Yeah! ev'ry little once in a while
Well bring a little water Sylvie
Won't you bring a little water now
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Lord, ev'ry little once in a while
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Won't you bring a little water now
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Lord, ev'ry little once in a while
C'mon an' prove it to me Sylvie
Prove it to me now
Won't you prove it to me Sylvie
Yeah! ev'ry little once in a while
Well bring a little water Sylvie
Won't you bring a little water now
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Lord, ev'ry little once in a while
Well, ev'ry little once, hey do you love me Sylvie,
Every little once in a while
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Yeah! Ev'ry little once in a while
Oh, play it to me Danny, go on
(Musical Break with various "Yeahs" from Lonnie)
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Won't you bring a little water now
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Yeah! ev'ry little once in a while
Won't you bring a little water
Won't you bring a little water
Won't you bring a little water now
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
Yeah! Ev'ry little once in a while
Oh, do you love me Sylvie
Well, do you love me now
Do you love me Sylvie
Yeah! Ev'ry little once in a while
Well bring a little water Sylvie
Well you bring a little water now
Yeah! Bring a little water Sylvie
Lord, ev'ry little once in a while
Bring a little water Sylvie
Won't you bring a little water now
Won't you bring a little water Sylvie
(I'm five hundred miles away from home)
Teardrops fell on mama's note,
when I read the things she wrote
She said "We miss you son, we love you, come on home"
Well I didn't have to pack, I had it all right on my
back
Now I'm five hundred miles away from home
CHORUS:
Away from home, away from home
Cold and tired and all alone
Yes I'm five hundred miles away from home
(Spoken) I know this is the same coat
I took when I left home
But it sure looks different now
And I guess I look different too
But time changes everything
I wonder what they'll say,
When they see their boy lookin' this way
(Sung) Oh, I wonder what they'll say when I get home
Can't remember when I ate, it's just thumb and walk and
wait
And I'm still five hundred miles away from home
If my love had been just right, I'd be with them all
tonight
But I'm still five hundred miles away from home
CHORUS
Wake up wake up darling Corey What makes you sleep so sound The revenue officers are coming They're gonna tear your still-house down.
Well the first time I seen darling Corey She was sitting by the banks of the sea Had a forty-four around her body And a five-string on her knee.
Go away go away darling Corey Quit hanging around my bed Your liquor has ruined my body Pretty women gone to my head.
Dig a hole dig a hole in the meadow Dig a hole in the cold damp ground Dig a hole dig a hole in the meadow We're gonna lay darling Corey down.
Take this hammer, carry it to the captain Take this hammer, carry it to the captain Take this hammer, carry it to the captain Tell him I'm a-gone, just tell him I'm a gone
If he asks you, was I running If he asks you, was I running If he asks you, was I running Tell him I was flying, tell him I was flying
I don't want your old darn shackles I don't want your old darn shackles I don't want your old darn shackles It hurts my leg, hurts my leg
cho: Let it shine on, let it shine on, Let your light from the lighthouse shine on me, Let it shine on, let it shine on, Let your light from the lighthouse shine on me,
My Lord he done just what he said Let your light from the lighthouse shine on me, He healed the sick and he raised the dead Let your light from the lighthouse shine on me,
I know I got religion and I ain't ashamed Let your light from the lighthouse shine on me, Angels in heaven gonna call my name Let your light from the lighthouse shine on me,
One of these days, 'bout twelve o'clock Let your light from the lighthouse shine on me, This ol' world gonna reel and rock Let your light from the lighthouse shine on me,
Yay, yay, yay! Betty told Dupree, She wanted a diamond ring. Betty told Dupree, She wanted a diamond ring. But that old Dupree told Betty, I'll give you most anything.
He said lay down little Betty, See what tomorrow brings. Yay, in the mornin' , Said lay down little Betty, See what tomorrow brings. While it may bring you sunshine, It may bring you that diamond ring
And Dupree took his big ole pistol, Went on down to the jeweller's store. Yay, yay, yay, yay. Dupree took his pistol, Went on down to the jeweller's store, And he killed a big policeman, Wounded four five more
The sheriff 'rested poor Dupree And he laid him in that ole Atlanta Jail, Yay, yay, yay, yay! Sheriff rested Dupree and he Laid him in that old Atlanta Jail He said lay down little Dupree Ain't nobody gonna go your bail
Say Lord, say Lord, Say Lord, say Lord, Say Lord, say Lord, Say Lord, say Lord, Hey Dupree, Dupree, Dupree, Dupree, Dupree, Dupree, Dupree say Lord! Well you don't mind sayin' it, You'll be gone so doggone long!
Give my daddy my coat, Give poor baby Betty my shoes, Yay, yay, yay, yay! Give my dad my coat, And give poor baby Betty my shoes, And if anybody asks ya say, I died with the heartbreakin' blues.
The party's over It's time to call it a day They've burst your pretty balloon And taken the moon away It's time to wind up the masquerade Just make your mind up the piper must be paid
Now Frankie and Johnny were sweethearts
Oh Lord, how they did love
Swore to be true to each other true as the stars above
He was her man but he wouldn't do her wrong. Now Frankie went down to the corner
Just for a bucket of beer
She said Mr Bartender has my loving Johnny been here
He's my man, he wouldn't do me wrong. I don't want to cause you no trouble
Woman, I ain't gonna lie
But I saw your lover an hour ago
With a girl named Nellie Blie
He's your man but he's doin' you wrong. Now Frankie looked over the transom
She saw to her surprise
There on the cab sat Johnny
Making love to Nellie Blie
He's my man, but he's doin' me wrong. Frankie threw back her comona
Took out her little 44Rutty too-too three times she shot right through
That hardwood door
Shot her man, he was doin' her wrong. Now bring out your rubber tired hearses
Bring out your rubber tired hack
I'm taken said the man to the graveyardbut only six of 'em called him back
He was my man but he done me wrong. Bring round a thousand policemen
Bring 'em around today
To lock me down in that dungeon cell
And throw that key away
I shot my man, he was doin' me wrong. Now Frankie she said to the warden
What are they goin' to do
The warden he said to Frankie
It's the electric chair for you
You shot your man, he was doin' you wrong. Now this story has no moral
This story has no end
This story just goes to show
That there ain't no good in man
Railroad Bill we're gonna Railroad Bill
He never works and he never will
I'm gonna ride on a Railroad Bill
I'm gonna ride on a Railroad Bill Railroad Bill he was a mighty bad man
Kill anybody that he think he can
Gonna ride old Railroad Bill
Gonna ride old Railroad Bill I'm singin' Railroad Bill, I'm talkin' Railroad Bill, uh-huh-huh
He never worked and he never will
I'm gonna ride on Railroad Bill, yeah(C'mon) I'm gonna ride on Railroad Bill Well old Railroad Bill he done stole my wife
I'm gonna check him down I'm gonna take his life
Gonna ride on Railroad Bill
Gonna ride Railroad Bill I'm singin' Railroad Bill
On a Railroad Bill
He never worked and he never will
I'm gonna ride on Railroad Bill
I'm gonna ride on Railroad Bill Railroad Bill he was a mighty bad man
Kill anybody that he think he can
Gonna ride old Railroad Bill
Gonna ride Railroad Bill I'm talkin' Railroad Bill
I love him Railroad Bill
Uh-huh-huh
He never worked and he never will
Gonna ride on Railroad Bill
Yeah, gonna ride on Railroad Bill Well I'm goin up the mountain
Yes I'm goin' out west
I got a mighty big pistol
Stickin' out of my vest
Gonna ride old Railroad Bill
Gonna ride (alright) Railroad Bill, I love that Railroad Bill
Uh-huh-huh
He never works and he never will
I'm gonna ride on a Railroad Bill
Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
He never drank water, he always drank wine.
His bridle was silver, his main it was gold.
And the worth of his saddle has never been told. Oh the fairgrounds were crowded, and Stewball was there
But the betting was heavy on the bay and the mare.
And a-way up yonder, ahead of them all, Came a-prancin' and a-dancin' my noble Stewball. I bet on the grey mare, I bet on the bay
If I'd have bet on ol' Stewball, I'd be a free man today.
Oh the hoot owl, she hollers, and the turtle dove moans.
I'm a poor boy in trouble, I'm a long way from home. Oh Stewball was a racehorse, and I wish he were mine.
Oh well, the gold rush is over so honey bye bye Stake out your claim now on some other guy I've wined you and dined you till my money is gone But the gold rush is over and the bum's rush is on.
Now when I had the money honey things were just fine You spent my money like I was a mine But now you mistreat me cause my money is gone So gold diggin' mommie you can start movin' on.
--- Instrumental ---
You shoveled out the sweet talk when the pay dirt was big But now all you shovel out is just a dirty dig Well stop digging honey cause you're wasting your time This old gravy train is at the end of the line.
So the gold rush is over so honey bye bye Stake out your claim now on some other guy I've wined you and dined you till my money is gone But the gold rush is over and the bum's rush is on.
--- Instrumental ---
You've been out prospectin' all around on the side But this old mule now has had his last ride So start walkin' woman cause your grubstake is gone The gold rush is over and the bum's rush is on.
ROCK ISLAND LINE
Lonnie Donegan Skiffle Group
(THE CHORUS IS THE ONLY PART SUNG. THE REST
IS SPOKEN)
Now this here's the story about the Rock Island Line
The Rock Island Line she runs down into New Orleasn
And just outside of New Orleans is a big toll gate
And all the trains that go through the toll gate
They gotta pay the man some money
But of course, if you got certain things on board
You're okay and you don't have to pay the man nothin
And just now we see a change comin down the line
When you come up to the toll gate
The driver, he shout down to the man
I got pigs, I got horses, I got cows
I got sheep, I got all livestock, I got all livestock
I got all livestock
The man say, you alright boy just
Get on through, you don't have to pay me nothin
And then the train go through
And when he go through the tollgate
The train gotta have a little bit of steam
And a little bit of speed
And when the driver think he safely on the other side
He shouts back down the line to the man
I fooled you, I fooled you
I got pig iron, I got pig iron
I got all pig iron,
Now I'll tell you where I'm goin boy
CHORUS:
Down the rock island line is a might good road
Oh the rock island line is the road to ride
The rock island line is a mighty good road
Well if you want to ride you gotta ride it like you find it
Get your ticket at the station of the rock island line
Well I may be right, I may be wrong
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
CHORUS
Hey you are safe within
The good Lord's comin to see me again
CHORUS
ABC WXYZ
The cats on the cover but he don't see me
Well Lord I shall not be, I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's growin' in the meadow Down by the water
I shall not be moved I'm on my way to glory land and I shall not be moved
On my way to glory land I will not be moved
I'm like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved I shall not be, I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved I shall not be, I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved Well I'm on my way to glory land and I shall not be moved
On my way to glory land I shall not be moved
I'm like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved Oh well
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
I shall not be, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved On this rock of ages, I shall not be moved
On this rock of ages, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's planted by the water
I shall not be moved Glory, glory, glory hallelujah, I shall not be moved
Glory hallelujah, I shall not be moved
Just like a tree that's planted by the water
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun. It's been the ruin of many a poor girl, and me, O God, for one.
If I had listened what Mamma said, I'd 'a' been at home today. Being so young and foolish, poor boy, let a rambler lead me astray.
Go tell my baby sister never do like I have done. To shun that house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun.
My mother she's a tailor; she sold those new blue jeans. My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, Lord, Lord, drinks down in New Orleans.
The only thing a drunkard needs is a suitcase and a trunk. The only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk.
Fills his glasses to the brim, passes them around. Only pleasure he gets out of life is hoboin' from town to town.
One foot is on the platform and the other one on the train. I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain.
Chorus: When I'm gone, Sally, don't you grieve, When I'm gone, Sally, don't you grieve, When I'm gone, Sally, don't you grieve, And I told her not to grieve after me.
Restless foot and a roving mind, I'm gonna leave this town behind, Leave my honey so sweet and kind, And I told her not to grieve after me.
(Chorus)
I am one of them rambling men, Trav'ling since I don't know when, Here I come and then gone again, And I told her not to grieve after me.
(Chorus)
Big old road goes round the bend, There's a pot of gold at the other end, Sally says that I'll never mend, And I told her not to grieve after me.
(Chorus)
I've been roaming everywhere Never been satisfied anywhere; I dream of Sally so sweet and fair, And I told her not to grieve after me.
(Chorus)
Goodbye, Sally, my heart's delight, I will come back when the moon is bright, If you're gone, it will serve me right, And I told her not to grieve after me.
Oh it takes a worried man, sing a worried song Takes a worried man, come sing a little worried song Well it takes a worried man to sing a worried song I'm worried now, won't be worried long
I went down to the riverside and I laid me down to sleep Went down to the riverside, laid me down to sleep, Lord A-well I went down to the riverside, laid me down to sleep When I woke up there were shackles on both-a my feet Hit it!
[Chorus] It takes a worried man, to sing a worried song It takes a worried man (come) to sing a worried song Yeah, it takes a worried man, yeah, to sing a worried song I'm worried now but I won't be worried long Worry for me!
[Instrumental]
I said, "Judge (judge) judge, what's a-gonna be my fine?" I said, "Judge (judge) judge (judge) tell me what's gonna be my fine? I said, "Judge (judge) judge (judge) tell me what's gonna be my fine? He said, "Twenty-one years (oh) on that old Rock Island Line
Oh well it takes a worried man, to sing a worried song Takes a worried man, to sing a worried song Yeah, it takes a worried man, to sing a worried song I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long Sing it one more time!
Where Lagan streams sing lullabies There blows a lily fair The twilight gleam is in her eye The night is on her hair And, like a love sick leannán sÃ, She hath my heart in thrall No life have I, no liberty, For love is lord of all
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos Oh... oh... oh They ground it all up in molasses Oh... oh... oh
Captain don't you do me like you done poor shine Oh... oh... oh Well they drive that poor Billy 'til he went stone blind Oh... oh... oh
He oughta come on the river in 1904 Oh... oh... oh You could find many dead men most every road Oh... most every road
If you been on the river in 1910 Oh... oh... oh But he was driving the woman like they drive the men Oh... oh... oh
Rise up dead men Help me drive my road Help me drive my road C'mon rise up you dead men Help me drive my road Oh... oh... my road
Well there's some in the building And there's some on the farm Oh... oh... oh
There's some in the graveyard And there's some going home Oh... oh... oh
Wake up you lifer Hold up your nappy head Oh... oh... oh
Well, they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia, saying, "Stevie, you're way behind time. Because this ain't 38, it's Old 97, you've got put her into Danville on time."
It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville, on a line on a three-mile grade. It was down that line he lost his air brakes, you can see what a jump he made.
Well, Steve Gready said to his black greasy fireman, "Just shovel in a little more coal ! And when I cross that old White Oak Mountain. just watch Old 97 roll !"
He was coming down the line making 90 miles an hour when the whistle broke into scream, and they found him in that wreck with his hand upon the throttle, he'd been scalded to death by the steam.
It's a mighty rough road from Lynchburg down to Danville, on a line on a three-mile grade. It was down that line he lost his air brakes, you can see what a jump he made.
sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Most ev'rybody knows I am the newsboy of the town
You can hear me yelling "Morning Star", walking on the street Got no hat upon my head, no shoes upon my feet
I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Most ev'rybody knows I am the newsboy of the town
Im very cold and hungry, Sir, my clothes are worn and thin I wander about from place to place, my daily bread I win
Don't never mind, Sir, how I look, don't swear at me or frown I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown
My Father died a drunkard, Sir, I've heard my Mother say I am helping Mother, Sir, as I journey on my way
I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Most ev'rybody knows me I am the newsboy of the town
My Mother always tells me, Sir, I've nothing in the world to lose I'll get a place in Heaven, Sir, to sell the Gospel News
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