Blue railroad train
I'm goin' down the railroad track
It makes me feel so doggone blue
To listen to that old smokestack
Drivers a-rollin' on
Leavin' me here behind
And give me back them good old days
And let me ramble down the line
Blue railroad train
Leavin' me here alone
You're treatin' me good
You're treatin' me bad
And makin' me think of home
I hear that lonesome train
And love to hear the whistle blow
She's takin' the sun
And leavin' the rain
And makin' me wanna go
I've got the blues
Longin' for her company
It's many miles from where I am
To the only one for me
It's so lonesome here
Waitin' for the manifest
I hope that engineer is kind
Enough to let me be his guest
Blue railroad train
A good old pal to me
Take me everywhere I wanna go
There goes the train that carried my girl from town
If I knowed her number, Lord, I'd flag her down
Wish to the Lord that the train would wreck
Kill that engineer and break the fireman's neck
Hey, the train that carried my girl from town
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Where was you when the train left town?
I stand on the corner with my head hung down
If I had my gun I'd let the hammer down
Lord, I'd shoot that rounder that took my girl from town
Hey, that train that carried my girl from town
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Rations on the table and the coffee's getting cold
And some dirty rounder took my jelly roll
Hello, Central, give me six-o-nine
I want to talk to that woman of mine
Hey, that train that carried my girl from town
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can you show me that woman that a man can trust
There goes my girl, somebody bring her back
'Cause she got her hand in my money sack
Hey, that train that carried my girl from town
Oh, listen to my story, I'll tell you no lies,
How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise.
He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs.
He promised her money and other fine things.
So, fool-like she met him at Adams's Springs.
No money he brought her nor other fine things.
"Go with me, little Omie, and away we will go.
We'll go and get married and no one will know."
She climbed up behind him and away they did go,
But off to the river where deep waters flow.
"John Lewis, John Lewis, will you tell me your mind?
Do you intend to marry me or leave me behind?"
"Little Omie, little Omie, I'll tell you my mind.
My mind is to drown you and leave you behind."
"Have mercy on my baby and spare me my life,
I'll go home as a beggar and never be your wife."
He kissed her and hugged her and turned her around,
Then pushed her in deep waters where he knew that she would drown.
He got on his pony and away he did ride,
As the screams of little Omie went down by his side.
T'was on a Thursday morning, the rain was pouring down,
When the people searched for Omie but she could not be found.
Two boys went a-fishin' one fine summer day,
And saw little Omie's body go floating away.
They threw their net around her and drew her to the bank.
Her clothes all wet and muddy, they laid her on a plank.
Then sent for John Lewis to come to that place --
And brought her out before him so that he might see her face.
He made no confession but they carried him to jail,
She bloomed for me near a little village
In a cabin on the hill
We made our vows to love each other
And I know we always will
She's my rose of old Kentucky
I watch her bloom as the years roll by
And I know there'll never be another
I love her till the day I die
In my dreams I can see you, darling
In a gingham dress you look so neat
I long to feel your arms around me
And to kiss your lips so sweet
She's my rose of old Kentucky
I watch her bloom as the years roll by
And I know there'll never be another
Gonna love her till the day I die
Since I left you in old Kentucky
I've missed your love and need you so
But from now on we're gonna be together
From your lovin' arms I'll never go
Yes, she's my rose of old Kentucky
I watch her bloom as the years roll by
And I know there'll never be another
There's a dark and a troubled side of life
There's a bright and a sunny side too
Though we meet with the dark nest of strife
The sunny side we also may view
Keep on the sunny side
Always on the sunny side
Keep on the sunny side of life
It will help us every day
It will brighten all our way
If we keep on the sunny side of life
Though the storm and its fury breaks today
Crushing hopes that we cherish so dear
The clouds and storm will in time pass away
And the sun again will shine bright and clear
Let us treat with a song of hope each day
Though the moment be cloudy or clear
Let us trust in our Savior old ways
He will keep us everyone in His care
Keep on the sunny side
Always on the sunny side
Keep on the sunny side of life
It will help us every day
It will brighten all our way
Does your conscience ever bother you
When somebody calls my name
Tries to think of all that I've gone through
And hang your head in shame
Someone came along and took my place
Then you gave me all the blame
You should go somewhere and hide your face
And hang your head in shame
When you said I was the only one
Was it just your little game
Now look back at all the harm you've done
And hang your head in shame
I should hate you but I love you still
In my heart I kept the flame
You'll be sorry, darling, yes you will
And hang your head in shame
I should hate you but I love you still
In my heart I kept the flame
You'll be sorry, darling, yes you will
And hang your head in shame
As I went down in the valley to pray
Studyin' about that good old way
And who shall wear the stary crown
Good Lord, show me the way
Oh fathers let's go down
Let's go down come on down
Oh fathers let's go down
Down in the valley to pray
As I went down in the valley to pray
Studyin' about that good old way
And who shall wear the robe and crown
Good Lord, show me the way
Oh mothers let's go down
Come on down don't you wanna go down
Come on mothers and let's go down
Down in the valley to pray
As I went down in the valley to pray
Studyin' about that good old way
And who shall wear the stary crown
Good Lord, show me the way
Oh brothers let's go down
Let's go down come on down
Come on brothers and let's go down
Down in the valley to pray
As I went down in the valley to pray
Studyin' about that good old way
And who shall wear the robe and crown
Good Lord, show me the way
Come on sinners and let's go down
Let's go down oh, come on down
Come on sinners and let's go down
Down in the valley to pray
As I went down in the valley to pray
Studyin' about that good old way
And who shall wear the stary crown
Don't tell me your troubles
I got troubles of my own
Don't tell me your troubles
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Go on home
Tell it to a friend
I got troubles of my own
You say your sweet love left you
And what to think about me
I got them same old heartaches
And the same old misery
Leave me alone
Go on home
Tell it to a friend
I got troubles of my own
Troubles of my own
It happens to the best of us
And that's what they always say
To take it bowin' like a man
They don't stand in my way
You tell me that's she's a no good
She's as mean as she can be
It's written all over your lonesome face
And any heartbreak fool can see
Leave me alone
Go on home
Tell it to a friend
I got troubles of my own
Troubles of my own
It happens to the best of us
And that's what they always say
To take it bowin' like a man
They don't stand in my way
You tell me that's she's a no good
She's as mean as she can be
It's written all over your lonesome face
And any heartbreak fool can see
Leave me alone
Go on home
Tell it to a friend
I got troubles of my own
Oh, listen today to the story I tell,
It's sadned with tear dimmed eyes,
Of a dreadful cyclone that came this way,
And blew our schoolhouse away.
Rye Cove, Rye Cove
The place of my childhood and home,
Where in life's early morn I once loved to roam,
But now it's so silent and lone.
When the great storm appeared it darkened the air,
And the lightning flashed over the sky,
Then the children all cried, "Don't take us away,
But spare us to go back home."
Rye Cove, Rye Cove
The place of my childhood and home,
Where in life's early morn I once loved to roam,
But now it's so silent and lone.
Oh the mothers so sad and fathers the same,
They came to this horrible scene,
Then searching and crying each found their own child,
Dying on a pillow of stone.
Lord give us a home far beyond the blue skies,
Where storms and cyclones are unknown,
And there will we stand and gladly clasp hands,
With our children in their heavenly home.
Rye Cove, Rye Cove
The place of my childhood and home,
Where in life's early morn I once loved to roam,
Brother how far, from the saviour today
Risking your soul, for the things that he gave
Oh if today, God should call you away
What would you give, in exchange for your soul
What would you give, in exchange, what would you give, in
exhange
What would you give, in exhange for your soul
Oh if today, God should call you away
What would you give, in exchange for your soul
Mercy is callin,' you won't you give in
Must the dear saviour, still tenderly plead
This night your soul, it is precious indeed
What would you give, in exchange for your soul
What would you give, in exchange, what would you give, in
exhange
What would you give, in exhange for your soul
Oh if today, God should call you away
I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay
And pensively stood by his tomb,
When in a low whisper I heard something say,
"How sweetly I sleep here alone.
The tempest may howl and the loud thunder roar,
And gathering storms may arise,
But calm is my feeling, at rest is my soul.
The tears are all wiped from my eyes.
The cause of my Master compelled me from home,
No kindred or relative nigh.
I met the contagion and sank to the tomb,
My soul flew to mansions on high.
Go tell my companion and children most dear
To weep not for me now I'm gone.
The same hand that led me through scenes most severe
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laurie Foster
And you know you're bound to die
You left her by the roadside
Where you begged to be excused
You left her by the roadside
Then you hid her clothes and shoes
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laurie Foster
And you know you're bound to die
You took her on the hillside
For to make her your wife
You took her on the hillside
And there you took her life
You dug the grave four feet long
And you dug it three feet deep
You rolled the cold clay over her
And tromped it with your feet
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laurie Foster
And you know you're bound to die
Trouble, oh it's trouble
A-rollin' through my breast
As long as I'm a-livin', boys
They ain't a-gonna let me rest
I know they're gonna hang me
Tomorrow I'll be dead
Though I never even harmed a hair
On poor little Laurie's head
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laurie Foster
And you know you're bound to die
In this world and one more
Then reckon where I'll be
If is wasn't for Sheriff Grayson
I'd be in Tennessee
You can take down my old violin
And play it all you please
For at this time tomorrow, boys
It'll be of no use to me
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laurie Foster
And you know you're bound to die
At this time tomorrow
Where do you reckon I'll be?
Away down yonder in the holler
Hangin' on a white oak tree
Hang your head, Tom Dooley
Hang your head and cry
You killed poor Laurie Foster
I'm three times seven and I do as I doggone please
There ain't no woman this side of heaven gonna get me on my knees
I'm three times seven, gals, and that makes twentyone
Lord, I just won't tame: I'm gonna be the same 'till I'm three times twen-tyone
I make my living a-loafing' and I ain't never worked a day
Working and me just can't agree, I reckon I ain't filled that way
I'm a rootin' hootin' rounder, gals, now don't you think I ain't
I might get around to paintin' the town, but I never did like to paint
'cause I'm three times seven and I do as I doggone please
No pretty thing this side of heaven gonna get me on my knees
Yes, I'm three times seven, that makes twentyone
I just won't tame: I'm gonna be the same 'till I'm three times twentyone
(break)
I'm a trav'lin trouble maker and I realy feal my oats
I ain't afraid of no big man or of any old gun he toas
I'm the big duck in the pudle and don't you try to push me around, boy
I didn't come in like no lyon just to go out like a lamb
I'm three times seven and I do as I doggone please
There ain't nobody this side of heaven gonna get me on my knees
I'm threee times seven and that makes twentyone
Summertime
And the livin' is easy,
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high.
Oh yo' daddy's rich
An' yo' ma is good lookin'
So hush, little baby,
Don't you cry.
One of these mornin's,
You's gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread yo' wings
An' you'll take the sky.
But till that mornin',
There's ain't nothin' can harm you
With your Daddy an' Mummy
Standin' by.
Summertime
And the livin' is easy,
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high.
Oh yo' daddy's rich
An' yo' ma is good lookin'
So hush, little baby,
Don't you cry.
So hush, little baby,
Was all the summer and all the fall
Just trying to find my little Lenore
But now she's gone, I don't worry
I'm sitting on top of the world
Was in the spring one summer day
Just when she left me, she's gone to stay
But now she's gone, I don't worry
I'm sitting on top of the world
An' you come here runnin', holdin' up your hand
Can get me a woman quick as you can get a man
But now she's gone, I don't worry
I'm sitting on top of the world
It have been days, I didn't know your name
Why should I worry and prayer in vain?
But now she's gone, I don't worry
I'm sitting on top of the world
Goin' to the station, down in the yard
Gon? get me a freight train, worked some got hard
But now she's gone, I don't worry
I'm sitting on top of the world
The lonesome days, they have gone by
Why should you beg me and say goodbye?
But now she's gone, I don't worry
Along about eighteen twenty-five,
I left Tennessee very much alive.
I never would have got through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn't been a-ridin' on the Tennessee Stud.
I had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa,
And one of her brothers was a bad outlaw.
I sent her a letter by my Uncle Bud,
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud.
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean,
The color of the sun, and his eyes were green.
He had the nerve and he had the blood,
And there never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud.
One day I was riding in a beautiful land
I run smack into an Indian band
They jumped their nags with a whoop and a yell
And away we rode like a bat out of hell.
I circled their camp for a time or two,
Just to show what a Tennessee horse can do.
The redskin boys couldn't get my blood,
'Cause I was a-riding on the Tennessee Stud.
We drifted on down into no man's land,
We crossed that river called the Rio Grande.
I raced my horse with the Spaniard's foal
'Til I got me a skin full of silver and gold.
Me and a gambler, we couldn't agree,
We got in a fight over Tennessee.
We jerked our guns, and he fell with a thud,
And I got away on the Tennessee Stud.
I got just as lonesome as a man can be,
Dreamin' of my girl in Tennessee.
The Tennessee Stud's green eyes turned blue
'Cause he was a-dreamin' of a sweetheart, too,
We loped right back across Arkansas;
I whupped her brother and I whupped her pa.
I found that girl with the golden hair,
And she was a-riding on the Tennessee Mare.
Stirrup to stirrup and side by side,
We crossed the mountains and the valleys wide.
We came to Big Muddy, then we forded the flood
On the Tennessee Mare and the Tennessee Stud.
A pretty little baby on the cabin floor,
A little horse colt playing 'round the door,
I love that girl with the golden hair,
Talk about sufferin' here below
And talk about lovin' Jesus.
Talk about sufferin' here below
And let's keep a-followin' Jesus.
The gospel train is coming;
Now, don't you want to go
An' leave this world of trials
An' troubles here below?
Oh, can't you hear it, fathers,
An' don't you want to go,
An' leave this world of trials
An' troubles here below?
Talk about sufferin' here below
And talk about lovin' Jesus.
Talk about sufferin' here below
And let's keep a-followin' Jesus.
Oh, can't you hear it, mothers,
An' don't you want to go,
An' leave this world of trials
An' troubles here below?
Talk about sufferin' here below
And talk about lovin' Jesus.
Talk about sufferin' here below
And let's keep a-followin' Jesus.
Oh, can't you hear it, brother,
An' don't you want to go,
An' leave this world of trials
An' troubles here below?
Oh, can't you hear it, sister,
An' don't you want to go,
An' leave this world of trials
An' troubles here below?
Talk about sufferin' here below
And talk about lovin' Jesus.
Talk about sufferin' here below
John Henry was a steel drivin' boy
But he went down
Yes, he went down
He went down
(break)
Take my hammer and give it to the capt'n
Boys, tell him I'm gone
You can tell him I'm gone
Yes, tell him I'm gone
(break)
This old hammer done kill John Henry
And it don't kill me
No it won't kill me
Ain't gonna kill me
(break)
It's a long way from East Colorado
Honey, to my home
Honey, to my home
Honey, to my home
(break)
John Henry left his hammer
All paint' in red
All shinin' red
John Henry's dead
(break)
Take this hammer and carrie it to the capt'n
You can tell him I'm gone
Boys, tell him I'm gone
Precious Lord Take My hand lead me on let me stand
Lord I'm tired weak and I'm worn
Through the storm through the night
Lead me on to the light
Precious Lord take my hand, lead me on
When my friends don't understand
And they fail to lend a hand
When my load gets to heavy to bear
As I go along life's way
I just slip away and pray
And dear Lord I can always find you there.
Instrumental
When my way groweth drear
And the night's drawin' near
When my life is almost gone
At that river I stand
Guide my feet Lord, won't you take my hand
Precious Lord take my hand, lead me on.
Instrumental
Precious Lord Take My hand lead me on let me stand
Lord I'm tired getting weak and so worn
Through the storm through the night
Lead me on Lord to that blessed light
I've got the blues, those Nashville blues
I've got the blues, those Nashville blues
Ain't got no hat, ain't got no shoes
The people here they treat me fine
The people here they treat me fine
They give me beer and they give me wine
(break)
I'm a-going back to Arkansaw
I'm a-going back to Arkansaw
Gonna stay right there with my pa and ma
I've got the blues, those Nashville blues
I've got the blues, those Nashville blues
Ain't got no heat, ain't got no shoes
(break)
The people here they treat me fine
The people here they treat me fine
They give me beer and they give me wine
I've got the blues, those Nashville blues
I've got the blues, those Nashville blues
I ain't gonna work on the railroad
I ain't gonna work on the farm
I'll lay around the shack till the mail train comes
back
I'm rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Gonna lay around the shack till the mail train comes
back
I'm rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Now where was you last Friday night while I was lyin'
in jail
Walkin' the streets with another man you wouldn't even
go my bail
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms...
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Gonna lay around the shack till the mail train comes
back
I'm rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Sister's a beauty operator
Mamma can weave and can spin
Dad owns an interest in that old cotton mill
Ought to watch that old cotton rolls in
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Rollin' in my sweet baby's arms
Gonna lay around the shack till the mail train comes
back
No matter what I say or do
You're never satisfied
I've tried to please you too many times
So now i'm leaving you now goodbye
Riding on that midnight train
Lord my head's a hanging low
These awful blues will follow me
wherever I may go
Why on earth was I ever born
I'll never understand
To fall in love with a girl like you
Who's in love with another man
Riding on that midnight train
Lord my head's a hanging low
These awful blues will follow me
wherever I may go
You broke a heart that trusted you
Why wasn't it made of stone
you've left my world as black as night
And yet I must travel on
Riding on that midnight train
Lord my head's a hanging low
These awful blues will follow me
I'm growing tired of the big city lights
Tired of the glamor, tired of the size
I'm alway dreaming of roaming once more
Back to my home on the old river shore
Days are dark and dreary everywhere I roam
How I long for Mississippi and you
Nothing seems to cheer me under heaven's door
How I miss the Mississippi and you
Roaming the wide world over
Always alone and blue, so blue
I am sad and weary, longing to go home
Yes, I miss the Mississippi and you
Mockingbirds are singing 'round the cabin-door
While I dream of Mississippi and you
And my memories are bringing happy days of yore
I have spent in Mississippi with you
Roaming the wide world over
Always alone and blue, so blue
Longing for my homeland on that muddy water-shore
Yes, I miss the Mississippi and you
There's more pretty girls than one
More pretty girls then one
Every old town that I rambled around
And there's more pretty girls than one
Mama talked to me last night
She gave me some good advise
She said "Son, you'd better quit this old ramblin' all around
And mary you a sweet little wife"
(break)
Honey, look down that old lonesome road
Hang down your pretty head and cry
'cause I'm thinking all about them pretty little gals
And a-hopin' that I never die
There's more pretty girls than one
There's more pretty girls then one
Every old town that I rambled around
And there's more pretty girls than one
Moody River, more deadly
Than the vainest knife
Moody River, your muddy water
Took my baby's life
Last Saturday evening
Came to the old oak tree
It stands beside the river
Where you were to meet me
On the ground your glove I found
With a note addressed to me
It read "Dear Love, I've done you wrong,
Now I must set you free"
No longer can I live
With this hurt and this sin
I just couldn't tell you
That guy was just a friend
Moody River, more deadly
Than the vainest knife
Moody River, your muddy water
Took my baby's life
I looked into the muddy waters
And what did I see
I saw a lonely, lonely face
Just looking back at me
Tears in his eyes
Ang a prayer on his lips
And the glove of his lost love
At his finger tips
Moody River, more deadly
Than the vainest knife
Moody River, your muddy water
VERSION #1
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My time is swiftly rolling on
When I must faint and die;
My body to the dust return
And there fergotten lie.
Let persecution rage around
And Antichrist appear;
My silent dust beneath the ground;
There's no disturbance there.
To call poor sinners to repent
And seek their Savior dear.
My brother preachers, boldly speak
And stand on Zion's wall.
Confirm the drunk, confirm the weak
And after sinners call.
My loving wife, my bosom friend,
The object of my love,
The time's been sweet l've spent with you,
My sweet and harmless dove,
My little children near my heart
My warm affections know.
From each the path will I attend.
O from them can I go?!
O God, a father to them be
And keep them from all harm,
That they may love and worship Thee
And dwell upon Thy charm.
How often you have looked fer me
And often seen me come.
But now I must depart from thee
And nevermore return.
My loving wife, don't grieve fer me,
Neither lament nor mourn;
Fer I will with my Jesus be
And dwell upon his charm.
VERSION #2
--------------------------
The time is swiftly rolling on
When I must faint and die,
My body to the dust return
And there forgotten lie.
Let persecutions rage around,
Let Antichrist appear;
Beneath the cold and silent ground
There's no disturbance there.
Through heats and cold I've toiled and went
And wandered in despair;
To call poor sinners to repent
And seek the Savior dear.
My brother preachers, boldly speak
And stand on Zion's wall.
Confirm the strong, revive the weak,
And after sinners call.
My little children, near my heart,
And nature seems to bind,
It grieves me sorely to depart
And leave you here behind.
Oh Lord, a father to them be
And keep them from all harm
That they may love and worship Thee
And dwell upon Thy charm.
My loving wife, my bosom friend,
The object of my love,
The time's been sweet I spent with thee,
My sweet, my harmless dove.
Though I must now depart from thee
Let this not grieve your heart,
For you will shortly come to me
Oh, yonder stand Little Maggie
With her dram glass in her hand
She's a-drinkin' away all her troubles
And a-courtin' some other man
Lord, how can I ever stand it
For to see them pretty blue eyes
A-spidin' at another
Like two diamonds in the midnight sky
(break)
Come and go with me to the station
Got my suitcase in my hand
I'm goin' away Little Maggie
Lord, I'm goin' to some far and distand land
Oh, yonder stand Little Maggie
With her dram glass in her hand
She's a-drinkin' away all her troubles
And a-courtin' some other man
(break)
Go away, go away Little Maggie
Go and do the best you can
I'll get me another woman
You can get you another man
Yonder stand Little Maggie
With her dram glass in her hand
She's a-drinkin' away all her troubles
The way I been treated, some time I wish I was dead;
The way I been treated, some time I wish I was dead;
[SPOKEN] Lord know...
'Cause I ain't got no place
To lay my weary head.
[YODEL]
When I want you, woman, I always find you gone;
Ev'rytime I want you, always find you gone;
[SPOKEN] You're always gone...
Listen here, good mama,
I'm gonna put your air brakes on.
[YODEL]
Some like Chicago, some love Memphis, Tennessee;
Some like Chicago, some love Memphis, Tennessee.
[SPOKEN] Ask sweet mama...
Give me sweet Dallas, Texas,
Where the women think the world of me.
[SPOKEN] Hey, hey, hey...
[YODEL]
You may have your troubles, I'm having my troubles, too;
You may have your troubles, I'm having my troubles, too;
Yes, I know how it feels
When you're feeling so doggone blue.
[SPOKEN] Have mercy, Lord...
[YODEL]
I'm not singin' the blues, I'm tellin' you the hard luck I've had;
I'm not singin' blues, I'm tellin' you the hard luck I've had.
[SPOKEN] Baby, I've had it, too...
The blues ain't nothin' but a good man feeling bad.
Well, I wish I was in London,
Or some other seaport town
I'd put my foot on a steamboat
I'd sail the ocean 'round.
While sailing 'round the ocean,
While sailing 'round the sea
I'd think of handsome Molly
Wherever she might be.
Don't you remember, Molly
You gave me your right hand?
You said whenever you'd marry
I would be the man.
But you broke your promise
Go with whom you please
My poor heart is aching
You are at your ease.
I went to church last Sunday
Molly came ridin' by
I could tell her mind was changin'
By the rovin' of her eye.
I go down to the river
Though everyone's asleep
I think of handsome Molly
An' I begin to weep.
So I wish I was in London,
Or some other seaport town
I'd put my foot on a steamboat
Blow me a kiss from across the room
Say I look nice when I'm not
Touch my hair as you pass my chair
Little things mean a lot
Give me your arm as we cross the street
Call me at six on the dot
A line a day when you're far away
Little things mean a lot
Don't have to buy me diamonds and pearls
Champagne, sables and such
I never cared much for diamonds and pearls
But honestly honey, they just cost money
Give me your hand when I've lost the way
Give me your shoulder to cry on
Whether the day is bright or gray give me your heart to
rely on
Send me the warmth of a secret smile
To show me you haven't forgot
Now and forever , that always and ever
Little things mean a lot
Blow me a kiss from across the room
Say I look nice when I'm not
Touch my hair as you pass my chair
Little things mean a lot
Give me your arm as we cross the street
Call me at six on the dot
A line a day when you're far away
Little things mean a lot
Don't have to buy me diamonds and pearls
Champagne, sables and such
I never cared much for diamonds and pearls
But honestly honey, they just cost money
Give me your hand when I've lost the way
Give me your shoulder to cry on
Whether the day is bright or gray give me your heart to
rely on
Send me the warmth of a secret smile
To show me you haven't forgot
Now and forever , that always and ever
With a dark and rolling sea
Between my love and me
I keep walking thru this cold hard town
While i wait for better days
I could use a place to stay
Or a floor where I could lay my blanket down
If I could beg, steal, or borrow
A ticket on some boat or plane
I'd be leaving London tomorrow
To fly to my young love again
Up at dawn to change my shirt
And to wash away the dirt
Then it's over to American Express
Not one letter did I find
No, she didn't send one line
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Travelling through this wearsome land
I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord
And it's not not made by hand
I've got a father, a son, a mother, and a brother
The've gone gone home to the other shore
I am determined to go and see them up there
And live with them forever more
When I go down to old chilly Jordan
Just to bathe my weary soul
If I can but touch the hem of his garmet, good Lord
Then I know he'll make me home
Now when they laid me down for the last time
With these tired hand resting on my breast
I don't want none of that all weaping and crying over me
because you know this old boy is going to rest
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Travelling through this wearsome land
I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord
Hard luck poppa counting his toes
You can smell his feet wherever he goes
Lord, lord, got those Brown's Ferry Blues
Hard luck poppa don't do his stiff
Trouble with him he's been too rough
Lord, lord, got those Brown's Ferry Blues
Two old maids a-sitting in the sand
Each one wishing that the other was a man
Lord, lord, got those Brown's Ferry Blues
Two old maids done lost their style
If you want to be lucky, you got to smile
Lord, lord, got those Brown's Ferry Blues
Early to bed and early to rise
And your girl goes out with other guys
Lord, lord, got those Brown's Ferry Blues
If you don't bvelieve me, try it yourself
Well, I tried it and I got left
Lord, lord, got those Brown's Ferry Blues
Hard luck poppa standing in the rain
If the world was corn, he couldn't buy grain
Lord, lord, got those Brown's Ferry Blues
His knees knock together but he's raing to go
I had a friend named Camble, eat, cheat and steal and gamble
And I guess he tried most ever' thing low down
He was out tomcattin' one night when he started a great big fight
Then a big policeman came and snapped him down
He's in the jailhouse now, he's in the jailhouse now
I told him once or twice to quit drinking gin and shootin' dice
He's in the jailhouse now
A-yodeleyie, yodeleyie, oh-ohoohdeleyie
A-yodeleyie, odiyodeleyie, e-iyodeleyie
Old Bill broke out one day, I guess he thought he'd get away
But at the railroad station they took him by the arm
The chief said, "I've come for you", and Bil said, "Now this won't do
Because Bill Camble never was my name"
He's in the jailhouse now, he's in the jailhouse now
Oh yes, he broke out and all over town the fool walked about
He's in the jailhouse now
Then I met Bill's old gal Sadie and she said
"Have you seen my baby?"
And I told her he was down town in the can
Litlle Sadie she started fussin'
She went down to the jailhouse a-cussin'
She says, "I come down here to get my man"
She's in the jailhouse now, she's in the jailhouse now
So you can understand why little old Sadie got throwed in the can
She's in the jailhouse now
I went out last Tuesday, met a sweet little gal named Suzie
I'd say she was the sweetest thing around
She started to callin' me honey and we began to spent my money
Then we got drunk and thought we owned the town
We're in the jailhouse now, we're in the jailhouse now
Next day we wanted to go but that old jailer he said, "No"
We're in the jailhouse now
A-yodeleyie, yodeleyie, oh-ohohohdeleyie
Could been better for us both had we never
In this wide and wicked world had never met
For the pleasures we both seemed together
I am sure love I'll never forget
Oh I'm thinking tonight of my blues eyes
Who is sailing all over the sea
Yes I'm thinking tonight of her only
And I wonder if she ever thinks of me
[ fiddle ]
Oh you told me once dear that you love me
And you said that we never would part
But a linking the chain has been broken
Leaving me with a sad and aching heart
Oh I'm thinking tonight of my blues eyes...
[ banjo ]
When those cold cold shadows fall around me
Would you come dear and shed just one tear
And say to the friends around you
Your heart you have broken last year
Yes I'm thinking tonight of my blues eyes...
[ guitar ]
Jesus has taken a beautiful bud
Out of the garden of love
Borne it away to the city of God
Home of the angels above.
Chorus:
Gathering buds, gathering buds
Wonderful care will be giv'n
Jesus is gathering, day after day
Buds for the palace of Heaven.
Full blooming flowers alone will not do
Some must be young and ungrown
So the frail buds He is gathering too
Beautiful gems for His throne.
Chorus:
Fathers and mothers, weep not or be sad
Still on the Savior rely
You shall behold them again and be glad
Beautiful flowers on high.
Chorus:
Blooming in beauty in Heaven they are
Blooming for you and for me
Follow the Lord, tho' the city be far
Tempted and tried, we’re oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long;
While there are others living about us,
Never molested, though in the wrong.
When death has come and taken our loved ones,
Leaving our home so lone and so drear,
Then do we wonder why others prosper,
Living so wicked year after year.
Refrain:
Farther along we’ll know all about it,
Farther along we’ll understand why;
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
We’ll understand it all by and by.
[Instrumental]
Sometimes I wonder why I must suffer,
Go in the rain, the cold, and the snow,
When there are many living in comfort,
Giving no heed to all I can do.
“Faithful till death,” saith our loving Master;
A few more days to labor and wait;
Then will our toiling seem to be nothing,
When we shall pass the heavenly gate.
Refrain:
Farther along we’ll know all about it,
Farther along we’ll understand why;
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
We’ll understand it all by and by.
When we see Jesus coming in glory,
When He comes from His home in the sky
then we'll go with Him to heaven's bright city
We'll understand it all by and by.
Refrain:
Farther along we’ll know all about it,
Farther along we’ll understand why;
Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
Sadness just makes me sigh,
I've come to say goodbye,
Altho' I go, I've got those farewell blues.
Those farewell blues make me yearn,
That parting kiss seems to burn.
Farewell, dearie, Someday I will return.
Dreaming of you is sweet,
Georgie Buck is dead
The last thing he said
"Don't put no shortnin' in my bread."
Georgie Buck is dead
The last thing he said
"Don't put no shortnin' in my bread."
Down the road
Down the road I see
Trouble in my way
Trouble in my way
Trouble in my way down the line.
Georgie Buck is dead
Last word he said
"Don't let a woman have her way.
"If she have her way,
she be gone all day.
Don't let a woman have her way."
Whoah!
Down the line
Down the line
Down the line I see
Trouble in my way
Trouble in my way
Trouble in my way down the line.
Georgie Buck is dead
The last word he said
"Don't put no shortnin' in my bread."
Put no shortnin in my bread...
Put no shortnin' in my bread...
Down the line
Down the line
Down the line I see
Trouble come my way
Trouble come my way
As I walked out one mornin' in the Alabama chill,
I saw some old friends hangin' from a tree on Hobie's
Hill.
By their tattered legs they dangled drippin' down along
the spine.
It was old George Gudger's overalls a-drying on the
line.
George Gudger, he's an honest cuss, and he likes to
work his land.
I'd long admired them overalls that I held there in my
hand.
My brand new pair was stiffer than a starched-up Sunday
suit.
But his could walk 'round by themselves and plow the
corn to boot!
Now the knees looked almost bloody from the red Hale
County clay.
George Gudger's debts and prayers had kept him kneelin'
down all day.
Old George owes me money, but I owe him my respect.
And if these overalls will fit me, Boy, I'll forget
about his debt.
I stepped in to them big old legs like fallin' down a
mine.
Then I heard a ragged chuckle, and there stood old
George behind.
A smile of old tobacco juice was tricklin' down his
chin.
He said, "You might as well try walkin' round in
someone else's skin . . ."
"But son, if you like them old friends of mine so much,
I guess I can let 'em go
Had to lean 'em to me wife last year, while she's
carry'n Little Joe.
She bent down in the fields one day And split that
tired old seam
And now she gone and beat 'em half to death on that
rock down by the stream'
The knees looked almost bloody from the red Hale County
clay.
George Gudger's debts and prayers they kept him
kneelin' down all day.
You know I walked just like a drunken man, they almost
made me fall.
They kept tryin' to steer me back towards Gudger's
place, Cuz they're still Old George's overalls!
At home before the mirror I seemed to be a different
man,
In my mind they kept a seein' His farmed out patch of
land.
So I took him back his overalls and a week supply of
food,
I also left my brand new pair and sneaked home in the
Let it rain, let it pour, let it rain a whole lot more
'Cause I got them deep river blues
Let the rain drive right on, let the waves sweep along
'Cause I got them deep river blues
My old gal's a good old pal, and she looks like a water fowl
When I get them deep river blues
Ain't no one to cry for me, and the fish all go out on a spree
When I get them deep river blues
Give me back my old boat, I'm gonna sail if she'll float
'Cause I got them deep river blues
I'm goin' back to Muscle Shoals, times are better there I'm told
'Cause I got them deep river blues
Let it rain, let it pour, let it rain a whole lot more
'Cause I got them deep river blues
Let the rain drive right on, let the waves sweep along
'Cause I got them deep river blues
If my boat sinks with me, I'll go down, don't you see
'Cause I got them deep river blues
Now I'm gonna say goodbye, and if I sink, just let me die
'Cause I got them deep river blues
Let it rain, let it pour, let it rain a whole lot more
'Cause I got them deep river blues
Let the rain drive right on, let the waves sweep along
you get a line and i'll get a pole , honey
you get a line and i'll get a pole babe
you get a line and i'll get a pole we'll go down to the crawdad hole honey, sugar baby mine
sit on the bank til my feet get cold honey
sit on the bank til my feet get cold babe
sit on the bank til my feet get cold we'll go down to the crawdad hole honey, sugar baby mine
crawdad hole way down to the crawdad hole lets go (clap) x 5
what will you do when the lake goes dry honey
what will you do when the lake goes dry babe
what will you do when the lake goes dry sit right there watch the crawdads die hone, sugar baby mine
I got a big surprise when I saw you smile
I never dreamed that it could be
But now I realize since I saw you smile
There's only happiness for me
Bye bye blues
Bye bye blues
Bells ring
Birds sing
Sun is shining
No more pining
Just we two
Smiling thru
Don't sigh
Don't cry
Bye bye blues
A miner was leaving his home for his work
When he heard his little child scream.
He went to the side of the little girl's bed;
She said, "Daddy, I've had such a dream!"
"Please, daddy, don't go to the mines today,
For dreams have so often come true.
My daddy, my daddy, please don't go away,
For I never could live without you."
Then smiling and stroking the little girl's face,
He was turning away from her side.
But she threw her small arms around daddy's neck;
She gave him a kiss and then cried:
"Oh, I dreamed that the mines were all flaming with
fire,
And the men all fought for their lives.
Just then the scene changed, and the mouth of the mines
Was covered with sweethearts and wives."
"Oh, daddy, don't go to the mines today,
For dreams have so often come true.
My daddy, my daddy, please don't go away,
For I never could live without you."
"Go down to the village and tell your dear friends
That as sure as the bright stars do shine,
There is something that's going to happen today;
Please, daddy, don't go to the mines."
"Oh, daddy, don't work in the mines today,
For dreams have so often come true.
My daddy, my daddy, please don't go away,
I was a stranger
passin through your town
Honey i was a stranger
passing through your town
I ask you for a favor
My good gal, you turned me down
Yodel eh hee yodelo lodi lay he yodel lay he
i'm so lonesome
i don't know what to do
honey i'm so lonesome,
i don't know what to do
the way you treat me, sweet mama,
i hope you're lonesome too
yodel repeat
if you see me walking
talking down the railroad track
if you see me walking
talking down the railroad track
you can bet your life sweet mama
i won't be coming back
guitar solo
please mr brake man
don't put me off your train
please mr brake man
don't put me off your train
well it sure is cold
and it looks like it's going to rain
Alberta let your hair hang low
I saw her first on an april morn'
As she walked through the mist in a field of hay
Her hair lit the world with its golden glow
And the smile on her face burned my heart away
Alberta let your hair hang low
Alberta let your hair hang low
I'll give you more gold than your apron can hold
if you'll only let your hair hang low
I thought my golden time would last
But the field of hay was soon cut down
In a short few weeks it all was past
And my golden girl just a painful song
Alberta what's on your mind
Alberta what's on your mind
My heart is so sad 'cause you treat me so bad
Alberta what's on your mind
A-rovin' on a winter's night
And a-drinkin' good old wine,
Thinkin' about that pretty little girl,
That broke this heart of mine.
She is just like a bud of rose,
That blooms in the month of June.
Or like some musical instrument,
That's just been lately tuned.
Perhaps it's a trip to some foreign land,
A trip to France or Spain,
But if I should go ten thousand miles,
I'm a-comin' home again.
And it's who's a-gonna shoe your poor little feet,
Who's a-gonna glove your little hands?
Who's a-gonna kiss your sweet little lips,
Honey, who's a-gonna be your man?
I love you till the sea runs dry,
And the rocks all melt in the sun.
I love you till the day I die,
Though you will never be my own.
A-rovin' on a winter's night
And a-drinkin' good old wine,
Thinkin' about that pretty little girl,
(break)
I asked my love to take a walk
Just a little ways with me
And as we walked and we would talk
All about our weddingday
(chorus)
Darling say that you'll be mine
In our home we'll happy be
Down beside where the waters flow
On the banks of the Ohio
(break)
I took her by her pretty white hand
I let her down that bank of sand
I pushed her in where she would drown
Lord, I saw her as she floated down
(chorus)
Returning home about twelve or one
Thinking "Lord, what a deed I've done?"
I killed the girl I love, you see
Because she would not marry me
(chorus)
(break)
The very next day at half past four
The sherrif walked right to my door
And he says "Young man, don't you try to run
You'll pay for this awful crime you've done"
I wonder if I'll ever forget you
And if our love that's true ever dies
I can't forget the kisses you gave me
Or memories of your two baby blue eyes
I'll always keep a memory of you
Visions of eyes as blue as the sky
And that's why each night there's tears on my pillow
I'm dreaming of your two baby blue eyes
Now when day is done and shadows are fallen'
My love will sleep 'til morning sunrise
I lay awake just tossing and turning
I'm longing for dreams of baby blue eyes
Now day after day try to keep smiling
And a broken heart I try to disguise
Now night after night my lonely heart's calling
There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of a many poor boy
And me, oh God , for one
Then fill the glasses to the brim
Let the drinks go merrily around
And we'll drink to the health of a rounder poor boy
Who goes from town to town
The only thing that a rounder needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
(break)
Now boys don't believe what a girl tells you
Though her eyes be blue or brown
Onless she's on some scaffold high
Saying "Boys, I can't come down."
Go tell my youngest brother
Not to do the things I've done
But to shun that house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
(break)
I'm going back, back to New Orleans
For my race isa nearly run
Gonna spend the rest of my wicked life
I was standing by my window
On a cold and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
(chorus)
Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
(break)
Well I told the undertaker
Undertaker please drive slow
For the body that you are hauling
Lord, I hate to see her go
chorus
(break)
Well I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in her grave
chorus
(break)
Went back home, Lord, oh so lonesome
Since my mother she was gone
All my brothers, sisters crying
What a home so sad and 'lone
Way downtown just foolin' around
Took me to the jail
It's oh me and it's oh my
No one to go my bail
It was late last night when Willie came home
I heard him a-rapping on the door
He's a-slipping and a-sliding with his new shoes on
Mamma said Willie don't you rap no more
Way downtown just foolin' around
Took me to the jail
It's oh me and it's oh my
No one to go my bail
(break)
I wish I was over at my sweet Sally's house
Sittin' in that big armed chair
One arm around this old guitar
And the other one around my dear
Way down town just foolin' around
Took me to the jail
It's oh me and it's oh my
No one to go my bail
(break)
Now, its one old shirt is all that I got
And a dollar is all that I crave
I brought nothing with me into this old world
Ain't gonna take nothing to my grave
Way down town just foolin' around
Took me to the jail
It's oh me and it's oh my
I'm going to the racetrack to see my pony run
If he won some money, gonna take my good gals on
Yeah, you don't know, you don't know my mind
When you see me laughing, I'm laughing just to keep from crying
I left my frump standing in the door, lookin' after me a-crying say
"You won't come back no more, sweet daddy"
You don't know, you don't know my mind
When you see me laughing, I'm laughing just to keep from crying
When I asked my mama, "Can you stand to say goodbye?"
She said, "Yes, sweet papa, if you can stand to see me cry, Lord"
You don't know, ooh, my mind
Oh, when you see me laughing, honey, laughing just to keep from crying
I got a handful o' nickels, got a pocketful o' dimes
Got a houseful o' youngens and no one mind
Lord, you don't know, you don't know my mind
I walked down the hill about twelve a clock
I sat right down on a great big rock
I looked down the water en blessed my soul
I seen a great big catfish jumpin' that hole
(chorus)
I'm a gonna fishin 'cause everybody's fishing
And I'm a gonna fishing too
You bet your life That your lovin' wife
Might catch more fish than you
Any fish will bite if you got good bate
And here's a little something That I'd like to relate
And when it's time to bite, Lord, the fish won't wait
I'm a gonna fishin 'cause everybody's fishing
And I'm a gonna fishing too
I went to the store and I took a look
Got a pole and some line and a triple hook
Then an old man smiled as he said to me
Son, catch a big catfish for me
(chorus)
I lean right back against on old big tree
Then a big old bass took a look at me
He took my bate when I throwed my line
When I got him to the bank, Lord, he sure looked fine
Till I became a wanted man,
I never owned a gun,
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
And I'm always, always, always on the run
I killed poor Jed Bryant
In a bad Laredo fight,
Killed him with my bare hands
For the girl I loved that night.
Jed's brother's out to get me,
He's comin' with a gang
I'd rather shoot it out, by God, than let 'em see me
hang
Bullet in my shoulder,
Blood runnin' down my vest,
Twenty in the posse,
And they're never gonna let me rest.
Till I became a wanted man,
I never owned a gun,
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
And I'm always, always, always on the run
Spangles on her red dress
Laughter in her voice,
When he tried to put his hands on her
My heart left me no choice.
But was she really worth it?
I guess I'll never know,
She'll be drinkin' someone else's rye when I'm six feet
below.
Bullet in my shoulder,
Blood runnin' down my vest,
Twenty in the posse,
And they're never gonna let me rest.
Till I became a wanted man,
I never owned a gun,
But now they hunt me like a mountain cat,
I was born one mornin',
The rain a-pourin' down,
Heard my mammy say to my pappy,
"Let's call him John Henry Brown."
CHORUS:
Walk on, boy; walk on down the road;
Ain't nobody in this whole wide world
A-gonna help you carry your load.
I left my mammy and pappy
Just about the age of ten;
Lord, I got me a job a-workin' on the levee
Totin' water for the hard workin' men.
CHORUS:
Walk on, boy; walk on down the road;
Ain't nobody in this whole wide world
A-gonna help you carry your load.
One day my pappy told me,
"Some advice I wanna give to you --
Son, find a good woman, be good to her,
An' she's gonna be good to you."
CHORUS:
Walk on, boy; walk on down the road;
There ain't nobody in this whole wide world
A-gonna help you carry your load.
If anyone should ever ask you,
"Just who is that fella Brown?"
You can tell him I'm the boy
Who left his hammer smokin'
Where he beat that steam drill down.
CHORUS:
Walk on, boy; walk on down the road;
There ain't nobody in this whole wide world
A-gonna help you carry your load.
Walk on boy, walk on boy,
wake up wake up little maggie
why do you sleep so sound
them highway robbers are a coming
gone a tear your play house down
oh where is my little darling
the girl i love so dear
she's gone away and left me
andis a courtin some other one
i got drunk in the city
then i stumbled and fell at her door
she throwed her little arms around me
but she bid me come back no more
oh my head bows down like the willow
and i'm lonesome like a dove
sometimes theres tears on my pillow
when i think about my love
oh where is my little darling
that girl i loved so dear
she's gone away and left me
(chorus)
Shady Grove, my little love
Shady Grove I say
Shady Grove, my little love
I'm bound to go away
Cheeks as red a a blooming rose
And eyes are the prettiest brown
She's the darling of my heart
Sweetest girl in towm
(chorus)
(break)
I wish I had a big fine horse
And corn to feed him on
And Shady Grove to stay at home
And feed him while I'm gone
(chorus)
(break)
Went to see my Shady Grove
She was standing in the door
Her shoes and stockin's in her hand
And her little bare feet on the floor
(chorus)
(break)
When I was a little boy
I wanted a Barlow knife
And now I want little Shady Grove
To say she'll be my wife
(chorus)
(break)
A kiss form pretty little Shady Grove
Is sweet as brandy wine
And ther ain't no girl in this old world
Thats's prettier than mine
From the great Atlantic ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the green old flowing mountains to the south down along the shore
She's mighty tall and handsome, she's known quite well by all
The regular combination on that Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call
As you ramble across the country on that Wabash Cannonball
Well, the eastern states are dandy, most people always say
From New York to St. Louis and old Chicago by the way
To the hills of Minnesota where them rippling waters fall
No changes need be taken on that Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland o'er the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call
As you ramble across the country on that Wabash Cannonball
Here's to Daddy Claxton, may his name forever stand
In the hills of Tennessee many places throughout the land
When his earthly race are over and them curtains 'round him fall
[Incomprehensible] him back to Dixie on that Wabash Cannonball
We came down to Nashville on a warm November day
As we rolled into that station I heard somebody say
There's a boy from Carolina, they're wide and fat and tall
They came down to pick us a few, they rode the Wabash Cannonball
Listen to that jingle, the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland o'er hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine, hear the lonesome hobo's call
A miner was leaving his home for his work
When he heard his little child scream.
He went to the side of the little girl's bed;
She said, "Daddy, I've had such a dream!"
"Please, daddy, don't go to the mines today,
For dreams have so often come true.
My daddy, my daddy, please don't go away,
For I never could live without you."
Then smiling and stroking the little girl's face,
He was turning away from her side.
But she threw her small arms around daddy's neck;
She gave him a kiss and then cried:
"Oh, I dreamed that the mines were all flaming with
fire,
And the men all fought for their lives.
Just then the scene changed, and the mouth of the mines
Was covered with sweethearts and wives."
"Oh, daddy, don't go to the mines today,
For dreams have so often come true.
My daddy, my daddy, please don't go away,
For I never could live without you."
"Go down to the village and tell your dear friends
That as sure as the bright stars do shine,
There is something that's going to happen today;
Please, daddy, don't go to the mines."
"Oh, daddy, don't work in the mines today,
For dreams have so often come true.
My daddy, my daddy, please don't go away,
It's a lesson too late for the learnin'
Made of sand, made of sand
In a wink of an eye my soul is burnin'
In your hand, in your hand
(chorus)
Are you goin' away with no words off farewell
Can there be another trace left behind
I could have loved you better, didn't mean to be unkind
You know, that was the last thing on my mind
(break)
You got reasond a-plenty for goin'
This I know, this I know
For the weeds have been steadily growin'
Please dont' go, please don't go
(chorus)
(break)
As I lie in my bed in the morning
Without you, without you
Each song in my breast dies a-bornin'
Without you, without you
(chorus)
THAT OLD WOODEN ROCKER
There it stands by the fire with its back to the wall
That old wooden rocker, so stately and tall
With naught to disturb it but dusting of broom
And no one to use it in that parlor room
Chorus
As she sat by the fire, she would rock, rock, rock
And she heard but the tick of the old grand clock
Eighty years has she sat in that chair, prim and tall
That old wooden rocker that stands by the wall
How well I still remember in days that are gone by
How we stood by that rocker, my sister and I
And we listened to the stories that grandma would tell
As she sat in the rocker that we all loved so well
If the chair could but speak, oh the tales it would tell
How my poor aged grandpa, in his battle, fell
Beneath the stars and the stripes, he fought bravely and true
He cherished his freedom beneath the red white and blue
Chorus
Now grandma is dead, all the stories are done
All the children have followed her, yes one by one
They have all gone to meet her in the sweet by and by
And all that is left is my sister and I
Well get out of that bed, wash your face and hands
Get out of that bed, wash your face and hands
Well get in that kitchen
Make some noise with the pots and pans
I believe it to my soul you're the devil in nylon hose
I believe it to my soul you're the devil in nylon hose
For the harder I work the faster my money goes
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
Well you won't do right
To save your doggone soul
Shake rattle and roll
I'm like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store
I'm like the one-eyed cat peeping in a seafood store
Well I can look at you tell you ain't no child no more
I believe you're doing me wrong and now I know
I believe you're doing me wrong and now I know
'Cause the harder I work the faster my money goes
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
Well you won't do right
To save your doggone soul
Play it again!
I went over the hill, way down underneath
I went over the hill, way down underneath
You make me roll my eyes
And then you make me grit my teeth
Well I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
I said shake, rattle and roll
I said shake rattle and roll
Well you won't do right
Step up, buddies and listen to my song
I'll sing it to you right, but you might sing it wrong
A song about a man they called Otto Wood
I can't tell you all, but I wish I could
He stepped in a pawn shop, a rainy day
And then he had a quarrel with a clerk, they say
He pulled out his pistol and struck him fatal blows
And this is the way the story goes
Otto, why didn't you run?
Otto's done dead and gone
Otto Wood, why didn't you run
When the sheriff pulled out that 44 gun?
They spread the news as fast as they could
The sheriff served a warrant on Otto Wood
Jury said, ?Murder in the second degree?
And the judge passed sentence to the penitentiary
They put him in the pen, but it done no good
'Cause it wouldn't hold a man they call Otto Wood
It wasn't very long till he slipped outside
Drawed a gun on the guard, said, "Take me for a ride"
Otto, why didn't you run?
Otto's done dead and gone
Otto Wood, why didn't you run
When the sheriff pulled out that 44 gun?
The second time they caught him was away out west
In a holdup game, he got shot through the breast
They brought him back and when he got well
They locked him down in a dungeon cell
He was a man that could not run
For he always totted a 44 gun
He loved the women and he hated the law
And he just didn't take nobody's jaw
Otto, why didn't you run?
Otto's done dead and gone
Otto Wood, why didn't you run
When the sheriff pulled out that 44 gun?
He rambled out west and he rambled all around
Till he met two sheriffs in a southern town
They said, "Otto, step to the way
But we've been expecting you every day"
He pulled out his gun and then he said
"Make a crooked move and you both fall dead
You better crank up your car and take me out of town"
But a few minutes later he was graveyard bound
Otto, why didn't you run?
Otto's done dead and gone
Otto Wood, why didn't you run
For years and years I've rambled
I drank my wine and gambled
But then one day I thought I'd settle down
I met a sweet little lady
And she told me that she'd be my baby
We build a cottage in the old hometown
I can't forget my good old rambling days
Them old freight trains keep calling me always
I may be rough, may be wild
May act tough but it's just my style
'Cause I can't forget my good old rough and rowdy ways
Sometimes when I meet a bounder
Who knew me when I was a rounder
He grabs my hand and he'll say, "Boy, have a drink"
We go down to the poolroom
Get in the gang and then soon
It's broad daylight and I ain't had a wink
I can't forget my good old rambling days
Them old freight trains keep calling me always
May be rough, may be wild
May act tough but it's just my style
I'm a gonna leave here monday morning
Oh, I'm a gonna leave here monday morning
Oh, I'm a gonna leave here monday morning
Oh, I never expect to see you anymore
My home's across this blue ridge mountains
My home's across the blue ridge mountains
My home's across the blue ridge mountains
Oh, I never expect to see you anymore
(Break)
How can I keep from crying?
How can I keep from crying?
How can I keep from crying?
While I never expect to see you anymore
(Break)
Rockin' feet my baby candy
Rockin' feet my baby candy
Rockin' feet my baby candy
Oh, I never expect to see you anymore
(Chorus)
(Break)
How can I keep from crying?
How can I keep from crying?
How can I keep from crying?
When I never expect to see you anymore
Muskrat, Muskrat, wha makes your head so slick?
i've been a-livin' in the water so long, it's a
wonder I ain't sick, I ain't sick, I ain't sick...
Well, Groundhog, Groundhog, why is your back
so brown?
It's a wonder I don't smother to death from livin'
in the ground, in the ground, in the ground...
Jaybird, Jaybird, why do you fly so high?
I've been eatin them acerns all my life, it's a
wonder i don't die, I don't die, I dont die...
Now, rooster, rooster, why is your claw so hard?
Iv'e been scratchin' in the barnlot all my life, and it's a
wonder I ain't tired, I ain't tired, I ain't tired...
Well, tomcat, old tomcat, why is your tail so long?
I been a-cussin' and a-fightin' all my life, it's a
There's a big holler tree down the road here from me
where ya lay
down a dollar er two. Well you go round the bend and
when you come
back again there's a jug full o' good ole mountain dew
Oh they call it that ole mountain dew and them that
refuse it are few.
I'll shut up my mug if you fill up my jug with some
good ole mountain dew.
Now my uncle Nort, he's sawed off and short, he
measures about four
foot two, but he thinks he's a giant when you give him
a pint of that
good ole mountain dew.
Well my ole aunt Jill bought some brand new perfume. It
had such a
sweet smellin' pew, but to her surprise, when she had
it analyzed, it
was nothin but good ole mountain dew.
Instrumental... dum dee dum dum dee dum dee dum
Well the preacher rolled by with his head heisted high,
said his wife
had been down with the flu, and he thought that I ought
just uh sell him
a quart of that good ole mountain dew.
Instrumental
Well my brother Bill's got a still on the hill where he
runs of a gallon
or two. Now the buzzards in the sky get so drunk they
can't fly from
smellin' the good ole mountain dew.
Oh they call it that ole mountain dew and them that
refuse it are few.
I'll shut up my mug if you fill up my jug with some
Honey, make me down a pallet on your floor
Make me down a pallet on your floor
Honey, make it down, make it soft and low
Then maybe my good gal she won't know
I'm goin' up the country through the sleedin' snow
Goin' up the country through the sleedin' snow
I'm goin' up the country through the sleedin' snow
Ain't no telling just how fur I'll go
I get my breakfast here and my dinner in Tennessee
Get my breakfast here and my dinner in Tennessee
I get my breakfast here and my dinner in Tennessee
I told you I's a-commin' soon, you'd better look for me
(break)
Honey, I can't lay down on your bed
You know that I can't lay down on your bed
Yes, you know that I can't lay down 'cross your pretty bed
'cause my good woman she might kill me dead
And don't you let my good gal catch you here
No don't you let my good gal catch you here
Doo, she might shoot you, cut and stump you too
Ain't no tellin' what o' she might do
Ooh, make me down a pallet on your floor
Make me down a pallet on your floor
Honey, make it down, make it soft and low
Then maybe my good gal she won't know
Now the way I've been sleepin' my back and shoulders' tired
The way I've been sleepin' my back and shoulders' tired
The way I've been sleepin' my back and shoulders' tired
Thinking goin' turn over, tryin' sleepin' on my side
Ooh , make me down a pallet on your floor
Make me down a pallet on your floor
Honey, make it down, make it soft and low
Then maybe my good gal she won't know
My parents raised me tenderly,
They had no child but me.
My mind being placed on rambling,
With them I couldn't agree
Just to leave my aged parents
And them no more to see.
There was a wealthy gentleman
Who lived there very near by.
He had a beautiful daughter,
On her I cast an eye.
She was so tall and slender,
So pretty and so fair.
There never was a girl in this whole wide world
With her I could compare.
I asked her if it differed
If I crossed over the plain.
She said, "It makes no difference
If you never return again."
We too shook hands and parted,
And I left my girl behind.
I started out in this wide world
Strange faces for to see.
I met little Maggie Walker
And she fell in love with me.
Her pockets all lined with greenback
And her labor I'll grow old,
Now if you'll consent to marry me
I'll say I'll roam no more.
I traveled out one morning,
To the salt works I were bound.
And when I reached the salt works
I viewed the city all around.
Work and money were plentiful
And the girls all kind to me.
But the only object to my heart
Was a girl in Tennessee.
I traveled out one morning
Down on the market square.
The mail train being on arrival,
I met the carrier there.
He handed me a letter,
So's I could understand
That the girl I left in Tennessee
Had married another man.
I drove on down a little further
And found that it was true.
I turned my horse and buggy around
But I didn't know what to do.
I turned all around and about there --
Bad company I'll resign;
I'll drive all about from town to town
Went out one night for to make a little round,
I met little Sadie and I shot her down,
Went back home and I got in my bed,
Forty-four smokeless under my head.
Waked up the morning 'bout a half past nine,
The hacks and the buggies all standing in line,
The gents and the gamblers standing all round,
Taking little Sadie to her burying ground.
I begin to think what a deed I'd done,
I grabbed my hat and away I run.
Made a good run but a little too slow,
They overtook me in Jericho.
I's standing on the corner, reading the bill
When up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville
And he said, "Young man, ain't your name Brown?
Remember that night you shot Sadie down?"
I said, "Yes, sir, my name is Lee,
And I murdered little Sadie in the first degree.
First degree and the second degree,
If you got any papers, won't you read 'em to me?"
They took me downtown, dressed me in black,
To put me on the train and started me back,
Cram me back in that Thomasville jail,
And I had no money for to go my bail.
The judge and the jury, they took their stand,
The judge had the papers in his right hand,
Forty-one days and forty-one nights,
The other night when I come in, so drunk I couldn't see
I hooked my toe in the old doormat and fell as flat as I could be
I had me a little old bottle o' booze (and I didn't have no more)
When I fell down - the cork flew outta the bottle (Plop!-glug glug glug....hic) - 'n spilled it
There's a little old rat in his hidin' place, he got that whiskey scent
He slipped right up 'n he got him a sssshrlp, 'n back to his hole he went
Says back to his hole he went, back to his hole he went
He slipped right up 'n he got him a sssshrlp (he's drinkin' it all) 'n back to his hole he
went
He slipped right up to my puddle o' gin and he lapped up more and more
He says "Doggone, my red-eyed soul, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more"
"I gonna get drunk once more, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more
He says "Doggone, my red-eyed soul, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more"
He washed his face with his front paws and on his hind leg he sat
And he's a-gettin' pretty high when he winked one eye and he says "(hic) Hey, where's that
old tom-cat?"
"Now where's that old tom-cat? I said where's that old tom-cat?
He's a-gettin' high when he winked one eye and he says "(hic) Hey, buddy, where's
that old tom-cat? (I can lick him and his brother)"
The old tom-cat come a-slippin' in, dashed over to the middle o' the floor
The cat jumped over and the rat got sober and he never got drunk no more
He didn' get drunk no more, no he never got drunk no more
The cat jumped over and the rat got sober (poor little feller) and he never got dunk no
My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half than the old man himself
And it weight not a penny's weight more
It was bought on the morn that my grandpa was born
And was always his treasure and pride
But it stopped short never to go again
When the old man died
Ninety years without slumbering (tic tac tic tac)
His life's seconds numbering (tic tac tic tac)
But it stopped short never to go again
When the old man died.
(break)
At watching its pendulum swing to and fro
Many hours he had spent as a boy
As he grew into manhood the clock seemed to know
For it sharaed everyu sorrow and joy
And it struck tewntyfour as he entered the door
With his beautiful and blushing bride
But it stopped short never to go again
When the old man died
(break)
My grandfather said that of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he'd found
For it wasted no time and it had but one desire
At the close of each week to be wound
Yes it kept in its place but not a frown upon its face
And its hands never hung by its side
But it stopped short never to go again
When the old man died
(break)
Then it rang an alarm in the dead of the night
An alarm that for years had been dumb
And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight
That his hour for departure had come
Yes the clock kept the time
With a soft and muffled chime
As we stood there and watched by his side
But it stopped short never to go again
Oh, it's going down the road feeling bad
Bad luck's all I've ever had
Going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord
And I aint' a-gonna be treated this a-way
Got me way down in jail on my knees
This old jailer he sure is hrd to please
Feed me corn, bread and peas, Lord, Lord
And I ain't gonna be treated this a-way
(break)
Sweet mama, won't you buy me no shoes
Lord, she's left me with these lonesome jailhouse blues
My sweet mama won't buy me no shoes, Lord, Lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way
And these two-dollar shoes they hurt my feet
The jailer won't gi'me enough to eat
Lord, these two-dollar shoes they hurt my feet, Lord, Lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way
(break)
I'm going where the climate suits my clothes
Lord, I'm going where these chilly winds never blow (hmmhmm)
Going where the climate suits my clothes, Lord, Lord
And I ain't a-gonna be treated this a-way
Yes, I'm going down the road feeling bad, Lord, Lord
Lord, I'm going down this road feeling bad
Bad luck is all I've ever had (it sure is)
1. [C]Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride, ah hah.
Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride, ah [G7]hah.
[C]Froggie went a-courtin' and he did ride,
A [F]sword and a pistol by his side, ah [C]hah, ah
[G7]hah, ah [C]hah.
2. He rode right up to Miss Mousie's door, ah hah,
(repeat)
And he hit it so hard that he made it roar, ah hah, ah
hah, ah hah.
3. The Miss Mousie let him in, ah hah, (repeat)
And away they courted, it was a sin, ah hah, ah hah, ah
hah.
4. He took Miss Mousie right on his knee, ah hah,
(repeat)
And he says, "Miss Mousie, would you marry me?" ah hah,
ah hah, ah hah.
5. Miss Mousie said, "I don't know about that." ah hah,
(repeat)
"But I believe to my soul you'll have to ask Uncle
Rat." ah hah, ah hah, ah hah.
6. The old rat laughed as he give away the bride, ah
hah, (repeat)
He laughed and he laughed, 'till he shook his fat
sides, ah hah, ah hah, ah hah.
7. Where will the wedding supper be? ah hah, (repeat)
A-way down yonder in a holler tree, ah hah, ah hah, ah
hah.
8. What did he get for the wedding gown? ah hah,
(repeat)
A piece of the hide of an old white hound, ah hah, ah
hah, ah hah.
9. What will the wedding supper be? ah hah, (repeat)
Two butter-beans and a black-eyed pea, ah hah, ah hah,
ah hah.
10. The first come in was a big June bug, ah hah,
(repeat)
A-dancin' around with a half-a-pint jug, ah hah, ah
hah, ah hah.
11. The second come in was a bumble-bee, ah hah,
(repeat)
A-dancin' around with a fiddle on his knee, ah hah, ah
hah, ah hah.
12. There third man in was a litle gray mouse, ah hah,
(repeat)
And he says, "Mister Froggie, can a rent you a house?"
ah hah, ah hah, ah hah.
13. Froggie went a-travelling across the lake, ah hah,
(repeat)
And he got swallowed up by a big black snake, ah hah,
John come home all in a wonder,
Rattled at the door just like thunder.
"Who is that?" Mister Hendley cried,
"It is my husband! You must hide!"
She held the door till old man Hendley
Jumping and jerking went up the chimney.
John come in, looked all around,
But not a soul could be found.
John sat down by the fireside weeping,
Up the chimney he got to peeping.
There he saw the poor old soul
Sittin' a-straddle of the pot-rack pole.
John built on a rousing fire
Just to suit his own desire.
His wife called out with a free good will,
"Don't do that, for the man you'll kill!"
John reached up and down he fetched him
Like a racoon dog he catched him.
He blacked his eyes and then he did better:
He kicked him out upon his setter.
His wife she crawled in under the bed,
He pulled her out by the hair of the head.
" When I'm gone, remember this!"
And he kicked her where the kicking is best.
The law came down and John went up,
He didn't have the chance of a yellow pup,
Sent him down to the old chain gang
For beating his wife, the dear little thing.
When he got off, he went back to court,
His wife she got him for non-support.
John didn't worry and John didn't cry
But when he got close, he socked her in the eye.
Took John back to the old town jail
His wife she come and paid his bail.
Won't be long till he'll be loose --
(L. Leatherman)
She's my curly headed baby
She's from sunny Tennessee
She's my curly headed baby
She's more than all the world to me
I have loved her since I met her (yes sir)
More than any tongue can tell
If she ever prove falls hearted
It would be so hard to say farewell
Yodeleyie-ie-ie-ie
(break)
Now let me tell you 'bout some women (hmmhmm)
I can tell you how they'll do
They gonna be cryin' on your shoulder
And be flirting with another too
She's my curly headed baby
She's from sunny Tennessee
She's my curly headed baby
She's more than all the world to me
Yodeleyie-ie-ie-ie
(break)
When I look into her blue eyes
There's more than words can ever say
I could never love some other
No one else can make me feel this way
She's my curly headed baby
She's from sunny Tennessee
She's my curly headed baby
She's more than all the world to me
come all you good time people
while I've got money to spend
tomorrow might be Monday
and I'd neither have a dollar nor a friend
well I've got plenty of money in my pocket
my good time friends are around
but as soon as my pocketbook is empty
not a friend on this earth can be found
i wrote my little woman a letter good people
and i told her i was in jail
she sent me back an answer
sayin honey I'm a coming go your bail
but I'm still walking round
this old jail house this evening
forty dollars won't pay my fine
corn whiskey has surrounded my body poor boy
and my woman is troubling my mind
Lord my daddy told me a pretty good people
and my momma she told me more
said son if you don't quit your rowdy ways
you'll have trouble at your door
if it wasn't for heartaches and trouble good people
Lord i would not be here today
i will ramble this whole world over
at home i cannot stay
give me corn bread
on the table when I'm hungry
something tall and cool when I'm dry
and a true loving woman to stand by me
sweet heaven when i die
go dig a hole in the meadow good people
make it deep in that cold cold ground
then gather around all you kind friends
and see this poor rounder go down
and when I'm dead and they buried me
with my pale face turned to the sun
will you stand around and moan little woman
Way down in Columbus Georgia
Lord I wish I was back in Tennessee
Way down in that old Columbus Stockade
My friends all have turned their back on me.
Go and leave me if you wish to
Never let me cross your mind
In your heart you love another
Leave me, little darling, I don't mind
Many a night with you I've rambled
Honey, countless hours with you I've spent
Thought I had your sweet love and your little heart forever
But I find it was only lent.
Go and leave me if you wish to
Never let me cross your mind
If in your heart you love another
Leave me, little darling, I don't mind
Last night as I lay sleeping
Oh, I dreamd that I was you in my arms
When I woke I was mistaken
Lord, I was still behind these bars
Go and leave me if you wish to
Never let me cross your mind
If in your heart you love another
Leave me, little darling, I don't mind
Blues, stay away from me
Blues, why don't you let me be?
Don't know why
You keep on haunting me
Love was never meant for me
True love was never meant for me
It seems somehow
We never can agree
How 'bout you, Joe?
Blues, stay away from me
Blues, why don't you let me be?
Don't know why
You keep on haunting me
Life is full of misery
Tears, so many I can't see
Seems somehow
I never can be free
Blues, stay away from me
Blues, why don't you let me be?
Don't know why
Johnny is a joker (he's a bird)
A very funny joker (he's a bird)
But when he jokes my honey (he's a dog)
His jokin' ain't so funny (what a dog)
Johnny is a joker that's a'tryin' to steal my baby
(he's a bird dog)
Hey, bird dog get away from my quail
Hey, bird dog you're on the wrong trail
Bird dog you better leave my lovey-dove alone
Hey, bird dog get away from my chick
Hey, bird dog you better get away quick
Bird dog you better find a chicken little of your own
Johnny sings a love song (like a bird)
He sings the sweetest love song (ya ever heard)
But when he sings to my gal (what a howl)
To me he's just a wolf dog (on the prowl)
Johnny wants to fly away and puppy-love my baby (he's a
bird dog)
Hey, bird dog get away from my quail
Hey, bird dog you're on the wrong trail
Bird dog you better leave my lovey-dove alone
Hey, bird dog get away from my chick
Hey, bird dog you better get away quick
Bird dog you better find a chicken little of your own
Johnny kissed the teacher (he's a bird)
He tiptoed up to reach her (he's a bird)
Well he's the teacher's pet now (he's a dog)
What he wants he can get now (what a dog)
He even made the teacher let him sit next to my baby
(he's a bird dog)
Hey, bird dog get away from my quail
Hey, bird dog you're on the wrong trail
Bird dog you better leave my lovey-dove alone
Hey, bird dog get away from my chick
Hey, bird dog you better get away quick
![Earl Scruggs, Doc Watson, Ricky Skaggs, Alison Krauss - The Storms are on the Ocean [Live]](http://web.archive.org./web/20130824043912im_/http://i.ytimg.com/vi/AzbbBnIr7hI/default.jpg "Earl Scruggs, Doc Watson, Ricky Skaggs, Alison Krauss - The Storms are on the Ocean [Live]")
