songs

I TAKE A LOT OF PRIDE IN WHAT I AM

as sung by Merle Haggard

Things I learned in a hobo jungle

Are things they never taught me in a classroom

Like where to find the hand-outs

While thumbinπ through Chicago in the afternoon

Hey, Iπm not bragginπ or complaininπ,

Iπm just talkinπ to myself åman-to-manπ

This old mental fat Iπm chewinπ didnπt take a lot of doinπ

I take a lot of pride in what I am

I guess I grew up a loner,

Donπt remember ever havinπ any folks around

But I keep thumbinπ through the phone books,

And lookinπ for my daddyπs name in every town

And I meet lots of friendly people,

But I always wind up leavinπ on the lam

Hey, where Iπve been and where Iπm goinπ didnπt take a lot of knowinπ

But I take a lot of pride in what I am

I never travel in a hurry,

åCause I got nobody waitinπ for me anywhere

Home is anywhere Iπm livinπ,

If itπs sleepinπ on some vacant bench in city square

Or if Iπm workinπ on some road gang,

Or just livinπ off the fat of our great land

Iπve never been nobodyπs idol, but at least I got a title,

And I take a lot of pride in what I am

Iπve never been nobodyπs idol, but at least I got a title,

And I take a lot of pride in what I am

Yeah, I take a lot of pride in what I am

I AIN'T BROKE.....

as sung by Ricky Scaggs

I'm goin' back to the country

I can't pay the rent

No I'm not completely broke

But brother, I'm badly bent

I can't understand

Where the money went

Well I ain't broke, but brother I'm badly bent

INSTRUMENTAL

When I get back to the country

I'll be livin' in a tent

Maw and Paw will sure be mad

About all the money I spent

I can't understand

Where my money went

Well I ain't broke, but brother I'm badly bent

INSTRUMENTAL

Well I had a lot of money

But to the city I went

I met too many good looking girls

And that's where my money went

Now I know

Just where it went

Well I ain't broke, but brother I'm badly bent

If Walls Could Talk
(Bobby Miller)

Well, if things could talk then I'm sure you'd hear

A lot of things to make you cry my dear

Ain't you glad [Ain't you glad], o-o-oh, ain't you glad [Ain't you glad]

Ain't you glad [Glad], glad that things don't talk

Now, if shoes could tell where they've been
When you say you've been visiting a friend
Ain't you glad [Ain't you glad], hey-hey-hey, ain't you glad [Ain't you glad]
Well ain't you glad [Glad], glad that shoes don't talk

Now, if doors could tell who's turned the knob

When he's away out on the job

If cars could tell who's been inside

And who's been taking you out for a ride

Ain't you glad [Ain't you glad], o-o-oh, ain't you glad [Ain't you glad]

Now ain't you glad [Glad], glad that cars don't talk

BREAK

(BRIDGE)

In a world of trouble I'd be if things had talked on me,

My whole life would be through, 'cause I'm guiltyä how about you?

If things had talked that way, ain't no telling what they might say

Ain't you glad [Ain't you glad], o-o-oh, ain't you glad [Ain't you glad]

Ain't you glad [Glad], glad that things don't talk

IπLL BE YOUR BABY TONIGHT

Bob Dylan

Close your eyes, close the door,

You don't have to worry any moreä.

I'll be your baby tonight

Shut the light, shut the shade,
You don't have to be afraidä..
I'll be your baby tonight

BRIDGE:

Well, that mockingbird's gonna sail away,

We're gonna forget it

That big fat moon is gonna shine like a spoon, butä

We're gonna let it,

You won't regret itä.

Kick your shoes off, do not fear,
Bring that bottle over hereä..
I'll be your baby tonight

IπM A GOOD OLD REBEL

Ry Cooder version

(C-Am, C-Am, etc.)

Now Iπm a good old rebel, now thatπs just what I am

And for this land of freedom I do not give a damn

Iπm glad I fought against it... I only wish weπd won

And I donπt want no pardon for anything Iπve done

I hates the Yankee nation and everything they do

I hates the Declaration of Independence too

I hates the glorious union....πtis driven with our blood

And I hates the striped banner, I fought it all I could

BREAK

Three hundred thousand Yankees are stiff in Southern dust

We got three hundred thousand before they conquered us

They died of Southern fever, and Southern steel and shot

And I wish it was three million instead of what we got

I wonπt be reconstructed, Iπm better now than then

And for that Carpetbagger, I donπt give a damn

So Iπm off for the frontier... soon as I can go

Iπll prepare a weapon and start for Mexico

Words by Major Innes Randolph, CSA, to the tune of ≥Joe Bowers≤

Note that about 10 REALLY obnoxious verses are omitted (crap about joining the KKK, etc.)

Irene, Goodnight

Leadbelly

CHORUS:

Irene, goodnight,

Goodnight, Irene, goodnight, Irene,

Iπll see you in my dreams

Sometimes I live in the country,

Sometimes I live in town,

Sometimes I take a great notion

To jump in the river and drown

CHORUS:

Last Saturday night I got married,

Me and my wife settled down

Now me and my wife are parted,

Iπm gonna take another stroll downtown

CHORUS:

Stop ramblinπ, stop your gamblinπ,

Stop stayinπ out late at night

Go home to your wife and family

Stay there by your fireside bright

CHORUS:- Twice

I SHALL BE RELEASED

Bob Dylan

They say everything can be replaced

They say every distance is not near

So I remember every face

Of every man who put me here

CHORUS:

I see my light come shining from the west down to the east

Any day now, any day now, I shall be released

They say every man needs protection

They say that every man must fall

Yet I swear I see my reflection

Somewhere so high above this wall

CHORUS

BREAK: Marty harmonica (on verse melody)

Down here next to me in this lonely crowd

Is a man who swears heπs not to blame

All day long I hear him cry so loud

Callinπ out that he was framed

CHORUS

CODA: Any day now, any day now, I shall be released

I WAS LEFT ON THE STREET

Bill Monroe?äas sung by Peter Rowan

The policeman whistled gaily, a smile upon his face

As he walked along the old familiar beat

He saw a little boy a-cryin', as though his heart would break

Standing barefoot in the middle of the street

CHORUS

I was left on the street with no shoes upon my feet

When I saw my Mom and Daddy drive away

Now I'm not old enough to know very much myself

But I saw my Dad and Mommy drive away

The policeman stopped the traffic, and he went up to the boy

He asked him gently, "Where do you belong?"

The little boy stopped crying, and with trembling lips he said,

"I'm not big enough to know just what went wrong"

CHORUS

BREAK: Marty/Stan on verse melody

The little boy is happy now, with a new Mom and a Dad,

His new Daddy is the policeman on the beat

Though he can't forget that awful day, it doesn't seem to hurt so bad,

He has a brand new pair of shoes upon his feet

CHORUS

I STILL MISS SOMEONE

Johnny Cash

At my door the leaves are falling

A cold wild wind will come

Sweethearts walk by together

And I still miss someone

CHORUS:

Oh, I never got over those blue eyes

I see them everywhere

I miss those arms that held me

When all the love was there

I wonder if sheπs sorry

For leavinπ what weπd begun

Thereπs someone for me somewhere

And I still miss someone

CHORUS

Repeat Verse 2

CHORUS

I HEARD THE LONESOME WHISTLE BLOW

Hank Williams (as sung by Nashville Bluegrass Band)

I was ridinπ Number Nine, headinπ south from Caroline,

I heard that lo-o-nesome whistle blow

Got in trouble, I had to roam, left my darlinπ, I left my home,

I heard the lo-o-o-nesome whistle blow

Just a kid, actinπ smart, I went and broke my darlingπs heart

I guess I was too young to know

They took me off the Georgia Main, locked me to a ball and chain

I heard the lo-o-o-nesome whistle blow

All alone I bear the shame, Iπm a number not a name

I heard the lo-o-nesome whistle blow

All I do is set and cry, and watch that eveninπ train go by

I heard the Lo-o-o-nesome whistle blow

Iπll be locked here in this cell åtil my bodyπs just a shell

And my hair turns whiter than the snow

Iπll never see that gal of mine, Iπm in Georgia doinπ time

I heard the lo-o-o-nesome whistle blow

I SAW YOUR FACE IN THE MOON

(as sung by Roland White)

Instrumental intro.-

I saw your face in the moon, honey

You threw a smile my way

You pretended that you were happy,

But in those lovinπ eyes I could see

You were having blue thoughts of bygoneä

Days you and I once knew

I could see your smile, as it faded in the blue,

When I saw your face in the moon, honey,

When I saw your face in the moon

INSTRUMENTAL BREAK

(play entire sequence)

Repeat Verse

Itπs Raining Here This Morning

As sung by Blake and Rice

Oh, itπs raining, raining, raining here this morning

As I sit in jail and hang my head in shame

With a smile I try to greet each early dawning,

But theyπve given me a number for my name

Many little raindrops are fallinπ close to me,

Makes all the streams and rivers as muddy as can be

Oh, itπs raining, raining, raining here this morning

As the Mississippi flows on to the sea

How I wish that I could see my little darling

And hold her in my arms as before

I use to tell her every day I loved her

But now she doesnπt love me anymore

She knew that I was guiltless of this one crime

And she said sheπd be waiting there for me

But she has found somewhere else to wander

Where the Mississippi flows on to the sea

Oh, itπs raining, raining, raining here this morning

And Iπm just as weary as can be

I wish that I could follow all the raindrops

Down the Mississippi toward the silver sea

But thereπs no way to prove that Iπm not guilty

So Iπll have to suffer all this shame

Go and tell her for me little raindrops

That theyπve given me a number for my name

IF I SHOULD WANDER BACK TONIGHT

(as sung by Roland White)

Instrumental intro.-

For many years Iπve been a rolling stone, my darling

Like a gypsy I have roamed from place to place

Fortune never came to me, but how happy I would be

Just to look again upon your smiling face

CHORUS

If I should wander back tonight would you be waiting

Would your eyes be filled with loveπs own tender light

Would your arms be empty, dear, would you thrill to find me near

Would you love me if Iπd wander back tonight

INSTRU.

Last night I dreamed that you and I were back together

As I held your hand so gently in my own

I heard you say weπd never part, as I pressed you to my heart

Then I woke in tears to find myself alone

CHORUS

If I should wander back tonight would you be waiting

Would your eyes be filled with loveπs own tender light

Would your arms be empty, dear, would you thrill to find me near

Would you love me if Iπd wander back tonight

IπM WITH YOU IN MY DREAMS

(Adie Grey)

I leave a light on when youπre gone

I sleep on your side of the bed

When Iπm sleepinπ alone

But Iπm with you in my dreams

I wear the robe you always wear

I curl up with my book

In your old comfortable chair

And Iπm with you in my dreams

BRIDGE:

I keep your picture next to me

So itπs the last thing that I see

åTil I sleepä..and magically

Iπm in your arms again

I listen to our favorite song

And as I drift away

I can hear you singinπ along

And Iπm with you in my dreams

BREAK (Albert Lee, then violin)

BRIDGE:

When I dream my dreams of you

I do as other dreamers do

And pray this time my dreams come true

And I wake up in your arms

I make a wish upon a star,

I close my eyes and try to beäwherever you are,

And Iπm with you in my dreams

Iπm with you in my dreams

(TAG) I leave a light on when youπre goneä.

IπLL FOLLOW THE SUN

The Beatles

One dayä.youπll lookä.to see Iπve gone,

For tomorrow may rain, so, Iπll follow the sun

Some day...youπll knowäI was the one,

But tomorrow may rain, so, Iπll follow the sun

CHORUS:

And now the time has come, and so my love, I must go

And though I lose a friend, in the end you will knowä.ooooooohh

One dayäyouπll findä.that I have gone,

For tomorrow may rain, so, Iπll follow the sun

INSTRUMENTAL INTER.

CHORUS:

And now the time has come, and so my love, I must go

And though I lose a friend, in the end you will knowä.ooooooohh

TAG:

One day...youπll knowäI was the one,

But tomorrow may rain, so, Iπll follow the sun

It Ainπt The Money

Adie Grey

Some think that money is the root of all evil- Iπm not sayinπ I disagree,

But if I got to tell the truth people, that kinda bad looks pretty good to me

It ainπt so much the money I want, itπs just those things that money can buy

Fur coats, Cadillacs, diamond ringsä.mansions in the sky

If people think Iπm greedy, and I want more than my share

Iπll just sit up in my great big house and make believe I care, åcauseä.

It ainπt so much the money I want, itπs just those things that money can buy

Now it ainπt so much that I want to be rich, itπs just that I donπt want to be poor

Iπd like to try a bit of easy livinπ- then Iπd like a whole lot more

If some folks say Iπm stuck up, if they criticize my style,

I will hop into a brand new car, and cruise off with a smile, causeä.

It ainπt so much that I want to be rich, itπs just that I donπt want to be poor

BREAK

It ainπt so much the money I want, itπs just those things that money can buy

Well I know it ainπt healthy to get too wealthy, but I just ainπt afraid to die

If someone calls me balmy, if they say I got no class,

Iπll have my lawyer tell åem for me, ≥Now, yπall can kiss my cash≤,

It aintπ so much the money I want, itπs just those things that money can buy

If people say that show-offπs got more than she deserves

Iπll just take a trip around the world, and get åem off my nerves

Because the great thing about money, when youπve got some of your own,

If you canπt make people love you, you can make åem leave you ålone

Now it ainπt so much the money I want, itπs just those things that money can buyä..I meanä

Itπs just those little things that money can buy

I AM A PILGRIM

(as sung by Kentucky Colonels)

[G] I am a [D] pilgrim and a [G] stranger

Traveling [C] through this wearsome [G] land

Iπve got a home in that yonder [C] city, good Lord [C7],

[G] And itπs notää [D] not made by [G] hand

I've got a mother, sister and a brother

Who have gone this way before

I am determined to go and see them, good Lord

Over onä..that other shore

I going down to the river of Jordan

Just to bathe my wearsome soul

If I can just touch the hem on his garmet, good Lord

I do believeäääitπd make me whole

I am a pilgrim and a stranger

Traveling through this wearsome land

I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord

And it's notä..not made by hand

Taken from Roger McGuinnπs ≥Folk Den≤

I CANπT HELP IT

Hank Williams

Today I passed you on the street,

And my heart fell at your feet

I canπt help it if Iπm still in love with you

Somebody else stood by your side,

And he looked so satisfied

I canπt help it if Iπm still in love with you

BRIDGE

A picture from the past came slowly stealing,

As I brushed your arm and stood so close to you

Suddenly I got that old time feeling

I canπt help it if Iπm still in love with you

INSTRUMENTAL BREAK

(BRIDGE)

Itπs hard to know anotherπs lips have kissed you,

And held you just the way I used to do

Heaven only knows how much Iπve missed you

I canπt help it if Iπm still in love with youä..

No I canπt help it if Iπm still in love with you

Jimmy Brown the Newsboy

as Sung by Peter Rowan

(Steve and Vince- Instru. intro.)

I sell the morninπ paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown

Everybody knows me as the newsboy on the town

You can hear me yellinπ ≥Morninπ Star≤ as I run along the street

Got no hat upon my head, no shoes upon my feet

BREAK: Steve- guitar

Never mind, sir, how I look, donπt look at me and frown

I sell the morninπ paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown

Mama always told me Iπve nothinπ in the world to lose

Iπll get a place in Heaven, sir, to sell the Gospel News

BREAK: Vince- banjo

My daddy died a drunkard, sir, I hear my mama say

I am helping mother, sir, as we journey on our way

Mama always told me Iπve nothinπ in the world to lose

Iπll get a place in Heaven, sir, to sell the Gospel News

BREAK: Marty- harmonica/Stan- mandolin

I sell the morninπ paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown

Everybody knows me as the newsboy on the town

You can hear me yellinπ ≥Morninπ Star≤ as I run along the street

(8 beats instrumental stuffä..)

Got no hat upon my head, no shoes upon my feet

(Steve and Vince- instru. same as intro.)

John Riley

as Sung by Bill Vanaver

As I went walking, one Sunday morning

To breathe the cool and pleasant air

Who should I spy but a fair young maiden

Whose cheek was like the lilly fair

I stepped up to her, and quickly saying,

≥Would you like to be a sailorπs wife?≤

≥Oh no, kind sir, Iπd rather tarry,

And to live single all my life≤

≥The truth, kind sir, Iπll plainly tell you,

I couldπve been married three years ago

To one John Riley, I canπt forget him,

Though heπs been the cause of all my woe≤

And when he saw that she loved him truly,

He gave her kisses, one, two, and three,

Saying, ≥I am Riley, your long lost lover,

Whoπs been the cause of all misery!≤

≥If ye be he, and your name is Riley,

I will go with you to that distant shore,

We shall set sail for Pennsylvanie,

Adieu, young friends, for evermore!≤

JAILBIRDS

John Gorka

They built a prison by the freeway...just to rub it in

It's a gentle reminder of the wages of sin

And the ones on the inside...are being paid their share

There's a hundred stories for every man in there

There's marks on the cell walls...there's marks on the men

One counts off the time lost.... the other counts till the end

CHORUS:

Jailbirds in the big house, jailbirds in the sky

Singin' out their innocence...they'll sing by and by

Jailbirds in the big house, jailbirds on the street

Some of them could've looked like you, some of them used to look like me

Teddy was a bad kid....from a bad family tree

He was voted most likely to commit a felony

And that was just in grade school....after then he disappeared

They say he moved or he dropped out, and has faded with the years

A red hand in the cookie jar...a foot in Potter's field

His face was waitin' for a number...his fate was aching to be sealed

CHORUS:

And Teddy had a girlfriend....who gave him a place to stay

Then he left with a TV set and a baby on the way

And if you should run across him...he could shorten your life

With the butt of a pistol...or the edge of a knife

They sing a song at the rockpile...mournin' all he had

All the luck in all the world....and most of it was bad

CHORUS:

JUST A CLOSER WALK

Just a closer walk with thee

Grant it Jesus, if you please

Daily walking close to thee

Let it be, dear Lord, let it be

I am weak, but Thou art strong

Jesus, keep me from all wrong

I'll be satisfied as long

As I walk, let me walk, close to Thee

REPEAT FIRST VERSE

JESSE JAMES

as sung by Jack Elliott

When Jesse James was a lad, he killed many a man

He robbed the Glendale train

And many miles away, the people all did say

It was robbed by Frank and Jesse James

CHORUS:

Jesse had a wife to mourn for his life

Three children, they were brave

That dirty little coward that shot Mr. Howard

Has laid Jesse James in his grave

It was Robert Ford, that dirty little coward

I wonder how he does feel

For he ate of Jesse's bread and he slept in Jesse's bed

And he laid Jesse James in his grave

CHORUS

It was on a Saturday night, Jesse was at home

A-talkin' to his family brave

Robert Ford come along, like a thief in the night,

And he laid Jesse James in his grave

CHORUS

And the people held their breath when they heard about his death

And they wondered how he ever came to die

It was one of the gang called little Robert Ford

Who shot Jesse James on the sly

CHORUS

This song was made by Billy Gashade

As soon as the news did arrive

He said there was no man with the law in his hand

That could take Jesse James when alive

CHORUS

JIM JONES

as sung by Bob Dylan

Come and listen for a moment, lads, and hear me tell my tale

How across the sea from England I was condemned to sail

Oh, the jury found me guilty, then says the judge, says he,

≥Oh, for life, Jim Jones, Iπm sending you across the stormy sea

But take a tip before you ship to join the iron gangä

Donπt get too gay in Botany Bay or else youπll surely hang,

Or else youπll surely hang≤, says he, ≥and after that, Jim Jones,

Itπs high up on the gallows tree, the crows will pick your bones!≤

BREAK

Now, our ship was high upon the sea when pirates came along

But the soldiers on our convict ship were full 500 strong

Oh, they opened fire and somehow drove that pirate ship away

Well, Iπd rather have joined that pirate band than gone to Botany Bay

With the storms raginπ åround us and the winds a-blowingπ gales

Iπd rather have drowned in misery than gone to New South Wales

≥Thereπs no time for mischief there,≤ they say, ≥remember that,≤ says they,

≥Oh, theyπll flog the poachinπ out of you down there in Botany Bay≤

BREAK

Now itπs day and night the irons clang and lock for galley slaves

We toil and toil and when we die, must fill dishonored graves

But itπs by and by Iπll slip my chains, into the bush Iπll go

And Iπll join the bravest rangers there, Jack Donohue and Co.

And some dark night when everything is silent in the town

Iπll shoot those tyrants one and all, Iπll gun the floggers down

Oh, Iπll give the law no little shock, remember what I say

Oh, theyπll yet regret theyπve sent Jim Jones in chains to Botany Bay!

John Hardy

as sung by K. Trio

John Hardy was a fightinπ man

Carried a razor every day

He killed a man in Mobile town

You ought to see John Hardy gettinπ away

Ought to see John Hardy gettinπ away

BREAK

John Hardy had a pretty little gal,

Kept her dressed in blue

He saw her in the hanginπ ground

Crying, ≥Johnny-boy, Iπll be true to you-

Johnny-boy, Iπll be true to you≤

BREAK

John Hardy was a fightinπ man

Carried a razor every day

He killed a man in Mobile town

You ought to see John Hardy gettinπ away

Ought to see John Hardy gettinπ away

BREAK

Iπve been to the east and Iπve been to the west

Been this whole world åround

Iπve been to the river, and Iπve been baptized

Take me to my buryinπ ground

(Get away, get away, get away)

JESUS IS ON THE MAINLINE
(Traditional)

I know Jesus is on that mainline, tell Him what you want
Jesus is on that mainline, tell Him what you want
Jesus is on that mainline, tell Him what you want
Call Him up and tell Him what you want

Well, the line ain't never busy, tell Him what you want
No, that line ain't never busy, tell Him what you want
Well, the line ain't never busy, tell Him what you want
You can call Him up and tell Him what you want

Well, if you want in His kingdom, tell Him what you want
If you want His kingdom, tell Him what you want
If want His kingdom, tell Him what you want
You can call Him up and tell Him what you want

Well, if you're sick and wanna get well, tell Him what you want
Well, if you're sick and you wanna get well, tell Him what you want
If you're sick and you wanna get well, tell Him what you want
Call Him up and tell Him what you want

And if you're feeling down and out, tell Him what you want
And if you're feeling down and out, tell Him what you want
And if you're feeling down and out, tell Him what you want
Call Him up and tell Him what you want

I know Jesus is on that mainline, tell Him what you want
Jesus is on that mainline, tell Him what you want
Jesus is on that mainline, tell Him what you want
Call Him up, call Him up, call Him up, call Him up
Call Him up and tell Him what you want

(this is the Ry Cooder version, a-la Joseph Spence, etc.)

JORDAN
(Traditional Gospel)

Instru. Intro.

Oh come in as you tread lifeπs journey, take Jesus as your daily guide

Though you may feel pure and safely, without him walkinπ by your side

But when you come to make that crossing, at the ending of your pilgrimπs way

If you ever want to meet our Savior, youπll surely meet him on that day

CHORUS:

Now look at thatä.cold Jordan, look at thoseä.deep waters

Look at that wide river, oh hear the mighty billows roar

You better takeäJesus with you, heπs aä.true companion

For Iπm sure without him, that you never will make it oπer

BREAK

That awful day of judgementä.is cominπ in the by-and-by

Weπll see our Lord descendingä.in glory from on high

So let us keep in touch with Jesus, and in his grace the love of God

So we may be ever so readyäwhen he calls us over Jordanπs tide

CHORUS

Oh whatäää..what you gonna do

Oh whatäää..what you gonna say

Oh howäääähow you gonna feel

When you come to the end of the way?

THE LEAVINπ OF LIVERPOOL

Clancy Brothers

Farewell to you, my own true love

I am going far away

I am bound for Ca-li-for-ni-ay

But I know that Iπll return some day

CHORUS

So, fare thee well, my own true love,

And when I return united we will be

Itπs not the leavinπ of Liverpool that grieves me,

But my darlinπ when I think of thee

I have shipped out on a Yankee sailing ship

≥Davy Crockett≤ is her name

And Burgess is the captain of her

And they say she is a floatinπ Hell

CHORUS

Oh, the sun is on the harbour, love

And I wish I could remain

For I know it will be some long, long time

Before I see you again

CHORUS

Louis Collins
by Mississippi John Hurt

Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,
to see her son Louis leavin' home
The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away,
they laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away

Oh, Bob shot once and Louis shot too,
shot poor Collins, shot him through and through
The angels laid him away

Oh, kind friends, now, ain't it hard?,
to see poor Louis in a new graveyard
The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away,
they laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away

Oh, when they heard that Louis was dead
all the people they dressed in red
The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away,
they laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away

Mrs. Collins weeped, Mrs. Collins moaned,
to see her son Louis leavin' home
The angels laid him away

The angels laid him away,
they laid him six feet under the clay
The angels laid him away

Note: According to Hurt this song, his own composition, was based on a true episode

Lily of the West

Traditional, as sung by Joan Baez

When first I came to Louisville, some pleasure there to find,

A damsel there from Lexington was pleasing to my mind,

Her rosy cheeks, her ruby lips, like arrows pierced my breast,

And the name she bore was Flora, the lily of the west

I courted lovely Flora, some pleasure there to find

But she turned unto another man, which sore distressed my mind

She robbed me of my liberty, deprived me of my rest,

Then go, my lovely Flora, the lily of the west

Way down in yonder shady grove, a man of high degree,

Conversing with my Flora there, which seemed so strange to me

And the answers that she gave to him, sore did me opress

I was betrayed by Flora, the lily of the west

I stepped up to my rival, my dagger in my hand

I seized him by the collar and I boldly bade him stand

Being mad by desperation, I pierced him through the breast

I killed a man for Flora, the lily of the west

Then I had to stand my trial, I had to make my plea,

They placed me in the prisonerπs box and then commenced on me

Although she swore my life away, deprived me of my rest,

Still I loved my faithless Flora, the lily of the west

LYIN' EYES

The Eagles

City girls just seem to find out early

How to open doors with just a smile

A rich old man...she won't have to worry

Sheπll dress all up in lace and go in style

But late at night the big old house gets lonely

I guess every form of refuge has its price

And it breaks her heart to think her love is only

Given to a man with hands as cold as ice

So she tells him she must go out for the evening

To comfort an old friend who's feelin' down

But he knows where she's goin' as she's leaving

She's headed for the cheatin' side of town

CHORUS:

You can't hide your lyin' eyes

And your smile is a thin disguise

Thought by now you'd realize

There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes

On the other side of town a boy is waiting

With fiery eyes and dreams no one can steal

She drives on through the night anticipating

'Cause he makes her feel the way she used to feel

She rushes to his arms, they fall together

She whispers that it's only for a while

And she swears that soon she'll be comin' back forever

She pulls away and leaves him with a smile

CHORUS:

She gets up and pours herself a strong one

She stares out at the stars up in the sky

Another night, it's gonna be a long one

She draws the shades and hangs her head and cries

And she wonders how it ever got this crazy

She thinks about a boy she knew in school

Did she get tired, or did she just get lazy

She's so far gone, she feels just like a fool

My oh my, you sure know how to arrange things

You set it up so well, so carefully

Ain't it funny how your new life didn't change things

You're still the same old girl you used to be

CHORUS:

Land of the Navajo

Peter Rowan

A hundred miles from nowhere, out on the desert sand

One-eyed Jack the trader held some turquoise in his hand

By his side sat Running Elk, his long-time Indian friend

He swore that he would stay by Jack until the bitter end

Jack had gambled everything he owned to lead this wanderinπ life

He mightπve had a happy home and a tender, loving wife

But his hunger was for trading trapperπs furs for turquoise stones

Anything that the Indians had, Jack wanted for his own

CHORUS:

Oh, the wind blows cold, on the trail of the buffalo

Oh, the wind blows cold, in the land of the Navajo

In the land of the Navajo

Said Jack to Running Elk, ≥Iπll gamble all my precious stones,

Before I leave my body here among these bleachinπ bones

But now my time is coming near Iπm filled with dark regret

My spirit longs to journey, as the sun begins to set

We raped and killed, we stole your land, we ruled with guns and knives

Fed whiskey to your warriors while we stole away your wives≤

Said Running Elk, ≥Whatπs done is done, you white men ruled this land,

So lay your cards face up and play your last broken-hearted hand≤

CHORUS:

When youπre dealing cards with death, the jokerπs wild, the ace is high

Jack bet the Mississippi River, Running Elk raised him the sky

He saw him with the sun and moon, and upped him with the stars

Running Elk bet the Rocky Mountains, Jupiter and Mars

The sun was sinking in the west when Jack drew the Ace of Spades

Running Elk just smiled and rolled his eyes and passed away

Jack picked up his turquoise stones and cast them to the sky

He stared into the setting sun, and made a mournful cry

CHORUS:

(Em to D lots of times for break)

Long Black Veil

The Band (and others)

Ten years ago on a cold, dark night

There was someone killed åneath the town hall light

There were few at the scene, but they all did agree

That the slayer who ran looked a lot like me

CHORUS:

She walks these hill in a long black veil

She visits my grave when the night winds wail

Nobody knows, nobody sees,

Nobody knows but me

The judge said, ≥Son, what is your alibi-

If you were somewhere else, then you wonπt have to die≤

I spoke not a word, though it meant my life

For Iπd been in the arms of my best friendπs wife

CHORUS:

The scaffold was high, and eternity near

She stood in the crowd and she shed not a tear

But sometimes at night when the cold winds moan

In a long, black veil she cries oπer my bones

CHORUS:

LINCOLN DUNCAN

Paul Simon

INTRO.: Bruce- 4 beats/Steve- 4 beats/Stan-4 beats

Couple in the next room...... bound to win a prize,

Theyπve been going at it all night long

And Iπm trying to get some sleep, but these motel walls are cheap,

Lincoln Duncan is my name and hereπs my song..... hereπs my song

My father was a fisherman, mother was a fishermanπs friend,

And I was born in the boredom and the chowder

And when I reached my prime, I left my home in the maritimes,

And headed down the turnpike to New England...... sweet New England

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah............aaaaah, hey, hey, hey (X2)

Holes in my confidence, holes in the knees of my jeans,

I was left without a penny in my pocket

Oooooo-ooo-eee, Iπs about as destitute as a kid could be,

And I wish I wore a ring so I could hock it... Iπd like to hock it

A young girl in the parking lot, preaching to the crowd,

Singing sacred songs and reading from the Bible,

I told her I was lost, and she told me all about the Pentecost,

And I seen that girl as the road to my survi...iiii...val

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah............aaaaah, hey, hey, hey (X2)

Later on the very same night, I crept to her tent with a flashlight,

And my long years of innocence ended

She took me to the woods, saying, ≥Here comes something and it feels so good≤,

And just like a dog I was befriended...... I was befriended

Ooooh what a night, what a garden of delight,

Even now that sweet memory lingers

I was playing my guitar, underneath the stars,

Just thanking the Lord for my fingers......... for my fingers

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah............aaaaah, hey, hey, hey (X2)

LAST THING ON MY MIND

Itπs a lesson too late for the learninπ

Made of sandäämade of sand

In the wink of an eye my soul is turninπ

In your handää.in your hand

CHORUS:

Are you going away with no word of farewell?

Will there be not a trace left behind?

I could have loved you better, didnπt mean to be unkind,

You know that was the last thing on my mind

As I walk along my thoughts are tumblinπ

åRound and åroundääπround and åround

Underneath our feet a subwayπs rumblinπ

Undergroundää..underground

CHORUS

BREAK: (1^st half verse- Stan/ 2^nd half verse- Vince/Chorus- Marty)

Youπve got reasons a-plenty for goinπ

This I knowäääthis I know

For the weeds have been steadily growinπ

Please donπt goää.please donπt go

CHORUS

As I lie in my bed in the morninπ

Without youää..without you

Every song in my breast dies a-borninπ

Without youäääwithout you

CHORUS

CODA: Yeah, that was the last thing on my mind

THE LOSING END

(When Youπre On It)

Neil Young

I went in to town to see you yesterday, but you were not home

So I talked to some old friends for a while,

Until I wandered offää. alone

CHORUS:

Itπs so hard for me now, but Iπll make it, somehow,

Though I knowä..Iπll never be the same

Wonπt you everä change your ways?

Itπs so hard to make love pay, when youπre on the losing end,

And I feel that way aga-a-ain

Well I miss you more than ever, since youπre gone, I can hardly maintain

Things are different åround hereä.. every night,

My tears fall downäälike rain

CHORUS

MAN OF CONSTANT SORROW

as sung by the ≥Oh Brother≤ gang

Iä am a man of constant sorrow, Iπve seen trouble all my days

Iπllä bid farewell to old Kentucky, the place where I was born and raised

äääThe place where heä..was born and raised

Forä..six long years, Iπve been in trouble, no pleasure here on earth I find

Foräin this world, Iπm bound to ramble, I have no friends to help me now

äääHe has no friends to help him now

Itπsäfare thee well, my own true lover, I never expect to see you again

ForäIπm bound to ride that Northern Railroad, perhaps Iπll die upon that train

ää..Perhaps heπll die upon that train

Youämay bury me, in some deep valley, for many years where I may lay

Thenäyou may learn to love another, while I am sleepin in my grave

äääWhile he is sleeping in his grave

Maybeäyour friends think Iπm just a stranger, my face youπll never see no more

Butäthere is one promise that is given, Iπll meet you on Godπs golden shore

ää..Heπll meet you on Godπs golden shore

MAKE ME A PALLET

as sung by Steve Mann

(REFRAIN)

Make me a pallet on your floor, honey-baby

Make me a pallet on your floor

Make it soft, make it low, so my good gal never know

Honey, make me a pallet on your floor

These blues are everywhere I see, honey-baby

Weary blues are everywhere I see

Blues all around me, everywhere I see

Ainπt nobody got these blues like me

BREAK

Soft talk donπt do a woman no good, honey-baby

Soft talk donπt do a woman no good

Soft talk donπt do a woman no good,

Honey, if I could I surely would

REFRAIN

Come all you good-time friends of mine (instrumental ≥honey-baby≤)

Come all you good-time friends of mine

When I had a dollar, you treated me just fine

Now whereπd you go when I only got a dime

BREAK

Iπd be more than satisfied, honey-baby

Iπd be more than satisfied

When I reach Atlanta and have no place to go

Wonπt you make me a pallet on your floor

REFRAIN

MY WALKINπ STICK

as sung by Leon Redbone

(Play 2-line break)

Without my walkinπ stick, Iπd go insane

I canπt look my best, I feel undressed, without my cane

Must have my walkinπ stick, for it may rain

When it pours, I canπt be outdoors, without my cane

CHORUS:

If I ever left my house without my walkinπ stick

Oh, that would be something, I could never explain

And the thing that makes me gladä. on Loverπs Lane

I go for hours and hours and hoursä. without my cane

INSTRUMENTAL (Play 4-line break)

CHORUS:

INSTRUMENTAL (Play 2-line break)

MONEY, HONEY

as sung by Ry Cooder

Well, the landlord rang the front door bell,

Let it ring for a long, long spell

Went to the window, peeked through the blinds,

Asked him to tell me what was on his mindä.and he said,

CHORUS:

≥Money, honeyä..money, honey

Money, honeyä..if you want to stay here with me!≤

Well, I was cleaned and screened, and so hard-pressed,

I called the woman that I loved the best,

Finally found my baby åbout a quarter-to-three,

She said, ≥Iπd like to know what you want with me?!≤äand I said,

CHORUS:

≥Money, honeyä..money, honey

Money, honeyä..if you want to get along with me!≤

Well, she screamed and said, ≥Whatπs wrong with you?!ä

From this day forth, our romance is through!≤

I said, ≥Tell me, baby, face-to-face,

How could another man take my place??≤äand she said,

CHORUS:

≥Money, honeyä..money, honey

Money, honeyä..if you want to get along with me!≤

Now, I learned my lesson, and now I know,

Sun may shine, wind may blow,

Women may come and women may go,

But before I tell åem that I love åem soä..I want

CHORUS:

≥Money, honeyä..money, honey

Money, honeyä..if you want to get along with me!≤

MR. TAMBOURINE MAN

Bob Dylan

CHORUS:

Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm goin' to

Hey Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me

In the jingle-jangle mornin' I'll come following you

Oh I know that evening's empire has returned into sand

Vanished from my hand- left me blindly here to stand

but still not sleeping

My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet

I have no one to meet- and the ancient empty street's

too dead for dreamin'

CHORUS:

Take me for a trip upon your magic swirling ship

My senses have been stripped- my hands can't seem to grip

My toes too numb to stand, wait only for my bootheels

to be wandering

I'm ready to go anywhere- I'm ready for to fade

Into my own parade- cast your dancin' spell my way

I promise to go wandering

CHORUS:

Though you might hear laughing, spinning, swinging madly

across the sun

It's not aimed at anyone- it's just escaping on the run

And but for the sky there are no fences facing

And if you hear vague traces of skipping reels of rhyme

To your tambourine in time- it's just a ragged clown behind

I wouldn't pay him any mind

It's just a shadow you're seeing that he's chasing

CHORUS:

And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind

Down the foggy ruins of time, out past the frozen leaves-

the haunted frightened trees

Out to the windy beach- far from the twisted reach

of crazy sorrow

Yes to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free

Silhouetted by the sea- circled by the circus signs

With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves

Let me forget about today until tomorrow

CHORUS:

MAKING BELIEVE

Emmylou version

Instru. Intro.

Making believeä.that you still love me

Itπs leaving meäalone and so blue

Still Iπll always dreamä..but Iπll never own you

Making believeäitπs all I can do

Canπt hold you closeäwhen youπre not with me

Youπre somebodyπs loveäyouπll never be mine

Making believeä.Iπll spend my lifetime

Loving youäand making believe

(Instru.)

Making believeä.I never lost you

But my happy hoursä.I find are so few

My plans for the futureä.will never come true

Making believeäwhat else can I do

Making believeäIπll spend my lifetime

Loving youä.and making believe

MIDNIGHT MOONLIGHT

Peter Rowan

Did you ever feel lonesome

And you're down in San Antone

Beg, steal, or borrow two nickels or a dime

And call me on the phone

I'll meet you at Alamo Mission

We can say our prayers

The holy ghost and the virgin Mary will heal us

As we kneel there

CHORUS:

In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the

moonlight midnight moonlight

Did you ever feel sorrow

For deeds you have done

With no hope for tomorrow, in the setting of the sun

And the ocean is howling

With things that might have been

And that last good morning sunrise

Will be the brightest you've ever seen

CHORUS:

--Break--(B flat to G modulation)

Repeat Verse #2 and Chorus

MOUNTAINS OF MOURNE

as sung by Don McLean

Oh Mary, this London's a wonderful sight

With people here workin' by day and by night

They don't grow potatoes nor barley nor wheat

But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the streets

At least when I asked them, that's what I was told

So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold

But for all that I found there I might as well be

In the place where the dark mourne slips down to the sea

I believe that when writin', I wish you'd expressed

As to how the fine ladies in London were dressed

Well if you'll believe me, when asked to a ball

They don't wear no tops to their dresses at all

Oh, I've seen them meself and you could not in truth

Tell that if they were bound for a ball or a bath

Don't be startin' them fashions, now Mary McCree

In the place where the dark mourne slips down to the sea

There's beautiful girls here, oh never you mind

Beautiful shapes nature never designed

Lovely complexions, all roses and cream

But let me remark with regard to the same

That if at those roses you venture to sip

The colors might all come away on your lip

So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me

In the place where the dark mourne slips down to the sea

You remember young Denny McLaren, of course,

Well, he's over here with the rest of the force

I saw him one day as he stood on the strand

And stopped all the traffic with a wave of his hand

And as we were talking of days that are gone

The whole town of London stood there and looked on

But for all his great powers, he's wishful like me

To be back where the dark mourne slips down to the sea

MORNING HAS BROKEN

Cat Stevens

Morning has broken, like the first morning

Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird

Praise for the singing, praise for the morning

Praise for them springing, fresh from the world

Sweet the rains new fall, sunlit from Heaven

Like the first dew-fall, on the first grass

Praise for the sweetness, of the wet garden

Sprung in completeness, where his feet pass

Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning

Born of the one light, Eden saw play

Praise with elation, praise every morning

God's recreation, of the new day

Morning has broken, like the first morning

Blackbird has spoken, like the first birds

Praise for the singin, praise for the morning

Praise for them springing, fresh from the world

MATTY GROVES

Doc Watson version- C capoed on 3rd or 5th fret?

åTwas on the high, high holy day- the very best day in the year

Little Matty Groves to the church-house went, the holy words for to hear

Holy words for to hear

The first to come down was dressed in red, and the second one dressed in green

The third to come down was Lord Danielπs wife, as fair as any queen

Fair as any queen

Then Matty Groves said to one of his men, ≥See the fair one dressed in white-

Although she is Lord Danielπs wife Iπll be with her tonight

Be with her tonight≤

The little foot paige was aπstandinπ by, and he heared every word that they said

He said, ≥Lord Daniel shall know tonight, before I go to bed

Before I go to bed≤

He had fifteen miles to go that night, and ten of them he run

He run åtill he come to the broke-down bridge, then he bent to his breast and he swum

He bent to his breast and he swum

He swum till he come to where the grass was green, then he took to his feet and he run

He run till he come to Lord Danielπs gate, and he rattled at the bells and they rung,

He rattled at the bells and they rung

≥What news, what news...≤ Lord Daniel said, ≥What news to me have you brung?≤

≥Little Matty Groves is in the bed with your wife, and their hearts both beat as one

Their hearts both beat as one!≤

≥Now if the truth youπve told to me, a rich man you shall be

But if a lie youπve told to me, Iπll hang you from a tree

Hang you from a tree!≤

Then he gathered him up about fifty good men, done it with a pretty good will,

He popped his bugle unto his lips and he blowed it loud and shrill

Blowed it loud and shrill

≥Iπd better get up...≤ said little Matty Groves, ≥Iπd better get up and go...

I know your husband is cominπ home, for I heared his bugle blow

Heared his bugle blow!≤

≥Lay down, lay down, my precious one, lay down and go to sleep...

Itπs only my fatherπs shepherdπs horn, and heπs calling for his sheep

Calling for his sheep≤

MATTY GROVES (continued)

Doc Watson- C capoed on 3rd or 5th fret?

So they lay down together again, and they soon were fast asleep

When they awoke it was broad daylight, Lord Daniel at their feet

Lord Daniel at their feet

≥Get up from there, you naked man, and put you on some clothes..

For I never intend for to have it said that a naked man I slew

A naked man I slew≤

≥Oh give me a chance≤, said Little Matty Groves, ≥a chance to fight for my life,

For there you have two very fine swords, and me not so much as a knife...

Me not so much as a knife!≤

≥Oh yes I have two very fine swords, and they cost me deep in the purse...

You may have the finest one, and I will take the worst...

I will take the worst!≤

Then Matty Groves struck the very first blow, and he wounded Lord Daniel sore,

Lord Daniel struck the very next blow, and he drove Matty Groves to the floor,

Drove Matty Groves to the floor

Then he taken his lady by the hand and he set her on his knee

Saying, ≥Now who do you love the best- little Matty Groves or me

Little Matty Groves or me??≤

≥Very well I like your rosy cheeks, very well I like your chin...
But better I love little Matty Groves than you and all of your kin

You and all of your kin!!≤

≥You can dig my grave on a pretty green hill,

Dig it wide and deep

And put little Matty Groves in my arms, Lord Daniel at my feet

Lord Daniel at my feet≤

**Doc does not sing the verse where the Lord shoots (or cuts the head off) the unfaithful wife***

MOONSHADOW

Cat Stevens

Key of D

chorus:

Iπm being followed by a moonshadow

Moonshadow, moonshadow

Leapinπ and hoppinπ on a moonshadow

Moonshadow, moonshadow

And if I ever lose my hands, lose my plow, lose my land

And if I ever lose my hands, a way-hey-yea-yea-ee, way-hey-yea-yea

I wonπt have to work.....no more

chorus:

And if I ever lose my eyes, if my colors all run dry

And if I ever lose my eyes, a way-hey-yea-yea-ee, way-hey-yea-yea

I wonπt have to cry no more

chorus:

And if I ever lose my legs, I wonπt moan, and I wonπt beg

And if I ever lose my legs, a way-hey-yea-yea-ee, way-hey-yea-yea

I wonπt have to walk no more

chorus:

And if I ever lose my mouth, all my teeth, north and south

And if I ever lose my mouth, a way-hey-yea-yea-ee, way-hey-yea-yea

I wonπt have to talk no more

REFRAIN

≥Did it take long to find me?≤ I asked the faithful light

≥Did it take long to find me......and are you going to stay the night?≤

Iπm being followed by a moonshadow

Moonshadow, moonshadow

Leapinπ and hoppinπ on a moonshadow

Moonshadow, moonshadow

MATTHEW

John Denver

(Intro.- Steve plays opening line)

I had an uncle name of Matthew, was his fatherπs only boy

Born just south of Colby, Kansas, he was his motherπs pride and joy

CHORUS:

Yes and joy was just a thing that he was raised on

Love was just a way to live and die

Gold was just a windy Kansas wheat field

Blue just a Kansas summer sky

All the stories that he told me, back when I was just a lad

All the memories that he gave me, of all the good times that he had

Growinπ up a Kansas farm boy, life was mostly havinπ fun

Ridinπ on his daddyπs shoulders, behind a mule beneath the sun

CHORUS

BREAK: Steve and Marty- entire verse (Stan does riffs and fills)

Well I guess there were some hard times, and Iπm told some years were lean

They had a storm in å47, a twister came and stripped them clean

He lost the farm, he lost his family, lost the wheat, he lost his home

But he found the family Bible, a faith as solid as a stone

CHORUS

INSTRU.: Steve plays one line (like opening riff)

And so he came to live at our house, and he came to work the land

He came to ease my daddyπs burden, and he came to be my friend

And so I wrote this down for Matthew, and itπs for him this song is sung

Ridinπ on his daddyπs shoulders, behind a mule beneath the sun

CHORUS (TWICE)

MR. BOJANGLES

Jerry Jeff Walker

Key of C

I knew a man, Bojangles, and heπd dance for you

In worn-out shoes

Silver hair, a ragged shirt, and baggy pants

Do the old ≥soft shoe≤

Heπd jump so high, jump so high,

Then heπd lightly touch down

I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was

Down and out

He looked to me to be the eyes of age

As he spoke right out

He talked of life, talked of life,

Laughed and slapped his leg a step

He said his name ≥Bojangles≤ and he danced a lick

Across the cell

He grabbed his pants for a better stance and he jumped so high

And he clicked his heels

He let go a laugh, let go a laugh,

Shook back his clothes all around....

CHORUS:

Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles.....

Come on.....dance

He said he danced for those at minstrel shows and county fairs

Throughout the south

He spoke with tears of fifteen years how his dog and him

Traveled about

His dog up and died, up and died

After twenty years he still grieves

He said, ≥I dance now at every chance in honky-tonks

For drinks and tips

But most the time I spend behind these county bars

åCause I drinks a bit...≤

He shook his head, and as he shook his head

I heard someone ask, ≥Please....

Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles.....dance

Me and Bobby McGee

Kris Kristofferson

Busted flat in Baton Rouge, headed for the trains

Feelinπ åbout as faded as my jeans

Bobby thumbed a diesel down, just before it rained

Took us all the way to New Orleans

I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandana

And was blowinπ sad while Bobby sang the blues

With them windshield wipers slappinπ time and Bobby clappinπ hands

we finally sang up every song that driver knew

CHORUS:

Freedomπs just another word for nothinπ left to lose

Nothinπ ainπt worth nothinπ, but itπs free

Feelinπ good was easy, boys, when Bobby sang the blues

And feelinπ good was good enough for me,

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

(modulate key)

From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California shores

Bobby shared the secrets of my soul

Standinπ right beside me, Lord, through everything I done

And every night she kept me from the cold

Ah, but somewhere near Salinas, I let her slip away

Lookinπ for a home I hope sheπll find

And Iπd trade all my tomorrows for a single yesterday

Holdinπ Bobbyπs body close to mine

CHORUS:

Freedomπs just another word for nothinπ left to lose

Nothinπ left was all she left for me

Feelinπ good was easy, boys, when Bobby sang the blues

And feelinπ good was good enough for me,

Good enough for me and Bobby McGee

Mountain Dew

Traditional, as sung by Grandpa Jones

My brother Bill runs a still on the hill

Where he turns out a gallon or two

And the buzzards in the sky get so drunk they canπt fly

Sniffinπ good old Mountain Dew

CHORUS:

They call it that good old Mountain Dew,

And them that refuse it are few

Iπll shut up my mug if you fill up my jug

With that good old Mountain Dew

My Uncle Mort, heπs sawed-off and short,

He measures åbout four-foot-two,

But he thinks heπs a giant when you give him a pint

Of that good old Mountain Dew

CHORUS:

You take a little trash and you mix it with ash,

And you throw in the sole of a shoe

Then you stir it a while with a rusty old file

And you call it that good old Mountain Dew

CHORUS:

Thereπs an old hollow tree not too far from me

Where you lay down a dollar or two

If you shut up your mug they will hand you a jug

Of that good old Mountain Dew

CHORUS:

The preacher walks by with a tear in his eye

He says that his wife has the flu

Sheπll be all right if you give him a pint

Of that good old Mountain Dew

CHORUS:

MTA

Bess Hawes, as sung by K. Trio

Well, let me tell you the story of a man named Charlie

On a tragic and fateful day

He put ten cents in his pocket, kissed his wife and family,

Went to ride on the MTA

CHORUS:

Well, did he ever return, no he never returned

And his fate is still unlearned

He may ride forever åneath the streets of Boston,

Heπs the man who never returned

Charlie handed in his dime at the Kendall Square Station

And he changed for Jamaica Plain

When he got there the conductor told him, ≥One more nickel≤,

Charlie couldnπt get off of that train

CHORUS:

Now all night long Charlie rides through the stations

Crying, ≥What will become of me?ä.

How can I afford to see my sister in Chelsea,

Or my cousin in Roxbury??≤

CHORUS:

Charlieπs wife goes down to the Scully Square Station

Every day at quarter past two

And through the open window she hands Charlie a sandwich

As the train goes rumbling through

CHORUS:

Now you citizens of Boston, donπt you think itπs a scandal

How the people have to pay and pay?

Fight the fare increase, vote for George OπBrien,

Get Charlie off the MTA

CHORUS: (Or else heπll never returnää)

THE MERRY MINUET

as sung by Kingston Trio

Theyπre rioting in Africaä(whistle)

Theyπre starving in Spainä(whistle)

Thereπs hurricaines in Foridaä(whistle)

And Texas needs rainä(whistle)

The whole world is festering with unhappy souls,

The French hate the Germans, the Germans hate the Poles

Italians hate Yugoslavs, South Africans hate the Dutch,

äAnd I donπt like anybody very much!

But we can be tranquil and thankful and proud,

For manπs been endowed with a mushroom-shaped cloud

And we know for certain that some lovely day

Someone will set the spark offäand we will all be blown away!

Theyπre rioting in Africaä(whistle)

Thereπs strife in Iranä(whistle)

What nature doesnπt do to usä(whistle)

Will be done by our fellow man!!!

MARGARITAVILLE

Jimmy Buffet

Livinπ on sponge cakeääwatchinπ the sun bake,

All of them tourists covered with oil

Strumminπ my six-stringä..on my front porch swing,

Smell of the shrimp dip beginninπ to boil

CHORUS:

Wastinπ away again in Margaritaville,

Searchinπ for my lost shaker of salt,

Some people claim that thereπs a woman to blame,

But I knowäitπs nobodyπs fault

I donπt know the reasonä..stayed here all season,

Nothinπ to show but this brand new tattoo

But itπs a real beautyä..a Mexican cutie,

And how it got here you know I havenπt a clue

CHORUS

(But I knowääit could be my fault)

INSTRUMENTAL

Threw out my flip-flopsäästepped on a pop-top,

Cut my heel, had to cruise on back home

But thereπs booze in the blender, and soon it will render

That frozen concoction that helps me hang on

CHORUS

(But I knowääitπs my own damn fault)

Me and Julio

Paul Simon

Intro.:

Well, Mama Pajama rolled out of bed and she ran to the police station,

And when the papa found out he began to shout, you know he started the

investigation

Itπs against the law, it was against the law,

What the mama saw, it was against the law

Well the mama looked down and spit on the ground every time my name gets

mentioned

And the papa said, ≥Oy, if I get that boy, Iπm gonna stick him in the house of

detention!≤

CHORUS:

And Iπm on my way, I donπt know where Iπm goinπ,

Iπm on my way, takinπ my time but I donπt know where,

Goodbye Rosie, queen of Corona,

See me and Julio down by the schoolyard

INSTRUMENTAL (intro. chords)- Stop

(Hey, hey!) In a couple of days theyπre gonna take me away

But the press let the story leak

And when the radical priest come and get me released

You know we all made the cover of Newsweek!

CHORUS

(end with Intro. chords)

No Depression in Heaven

As sung by NLC Ramblers

For fear the hearts of men are failing

For these are latter days, we know

The Great Depression now is spreading,

Godπs word declared it would be so

CHORUS:

Iπm going where thereπs no depression

To the lovely land thatπs free from care

Iπll leave this world of toil and trouble,

My homeπs in Heaven, Iπm-a-going there

In that bright land thereπll be no hunger,

No orphan children cryinπ for bread,

No weeping widows, toil or struggle,

No shrouds, no coffins, and no death

CHORUS

This dark hour of midnight nearing

And tribulation time will come,

The storms will hurl the midnight fears

And sweep lost millions to their doom

CHORUS

NIGHT LIFE BLUES

as sung by John Sebastian

Iπm gettinπ tired of roaminπ åround

Believe Iπll get married, and Iπll settle down

åCause this old night life, itπs a bad life

And itπs killinπ me

I got a letter from my home,

And most of my good friends, they are dead and gone

And it makes me worry, no need to wonder

åBout the times to come

Iπve been a gambler, and a cheater too

Now itπs come my, my time to lose

åCause this old night life, itπs just holdinπ the best hand,

And what can I do?

(Instrumental)

Mother used to fall on her knees and pray,

These are the very words she did say,

She said, ≥Oh Johnny, my lovinπ Johnny,

Wonπt you please change your ways?≤

And Iπm gettinπ tired of roaminπ åround

Believe Iπll get married, and Iπll settle down

åCause this old night life, itπs a bad life

And itπs killinπ me

NEVER NO MOπ BLUES

Jimmie Rodgers

Iπm just as blue as I can be

Since Suzie said goodbye to me

My life is a failure, I see

And she wonπt be my gal no moπ, no moπ, no moπääno moπ

Yodelaeee, ayeee, ayeee

Iπll pack my things in a grip,

Take me a long ocean trip

Out on a great big steamship

Sheπll never see her daddy no moπ, no moπ, no moπääno moπ

Lord, I hate to say farewell

To my Mammy and my sister Nell

They sure gonna cry when I tell

Them I ainπt cominπ home no moπ, no moπ, no moπääno moπ

Yodelaeee, ayeee, ayeee

I guess Iπll be sorry some day

That I leave here and go away

But you need not ask me to stay,

For I never change my mind no moπ, no moπ, no moπääno moπ

Now whether Iπm right or wrong,

Iπm gonna be gone before long

And then Iπll hush my crazy song

And I never will sing no moπ, no moπ, no moπääno moπ

Yodelaeee, ayeee, ayeee

AN OLD FOLKS-SONG (by Steve Noceti)

(with apologies to Peter Rowan)

Too late to feel sorrow, too late to feel pain-

He's just an old geezer, his youth runnin' down the drain

He'll never cause trouble, he don't have much hair-

And he sold the old homestead, he'll soon be far away from there

CHORUS:

He used to be a younger man, just like you,

Until he hit 4-0, and there was nothin' no one could do

His wife and two children, used to live in L.A.-

Oh they miss their little cottage, up Altadena way

Now they're squeezed in their trailer, down Tennessee way

When Daddy gets his strength back, gonna build a house some day

CHORUS:

Oh, don't make him ask you, don't make him beg-

He fell off the ladder, and that's how he hurt his leg

Though he cleared thirty acres, with a back-hoe and chain

Now he's just an old geezer, racked with aches and pains

CHORUS:

(for David Jones' 40th birthday)

OLD, OLD HOUSE

As sung by Peter Rowan

Thereπs an old, old house that once was a mansion

On a hill overlooking the town

But time left a wreckage where once there was beauty

And soon the old house had tumbled down

CHORUS

And when the leaves start to fall in autumn

And the rain drops drip from the trees

Thereπs an old, old man who walks through the garden

And his head is bowed in memory

INSTRU.

Well they say he built that mansion for the love of a woman

And they planned to be married in the fall

But her love faded with the last rose of summer

And the house stood empty after all

CHORUS

And when the leaves start to fall in autumn

And the rain drops drip from the trees

Thereπs an old, old man who walks through the garden

And his head is bowed in memory

THE OLD DOUBLE-DIAMOND

Ian Tyson

Now the old Double-Diamond lay out east of Dubois

In the land of the buffalo

And the auctioneerπs gavel, how it rapped and it rattled

As I watched the old Double-Diamond go

Wonπt you listen to the wind....

.....Mother Natureπs violins

When I first hired on to the old Double-Diamond

I was a damn poor excuse for a man

Never learned how to aim when the spirit was tame

Couldnπt see all the cards in my hand

Then the wind whipped the granite above me......

....Blew the tumbleweeds clean through my soul

Yeah, I fought her winters, and I busted her horses

And I took more than I thought I could stand

But the battles with the mountains and cattle

Seemed to bring out the best in a man

I guess a sailor, he needs an ocean

And a mama her babies to hold

And I need those hills of Wyoming.....

.....in the land of the buffalo

BREAK

Now sheπs selling out, and Iπm movinπ on

But Iπm leaving with more than I came

Cause I got this saddle, and it ainπt for sale

And Iπve got this song to sing

Iπll find a new range to ride, new knots to tie

In a country where cowboys are kings

Iπll turn my tail to the wind, and the old Double-Diamond......

.....and disappear into the sage

ONE NIGHT

As sung by Elvis

One night with you

Is what Iπm now prayinπ for

The things that we two could plan

Would make my dreams come true

Just call my name,

And Iπll be right by your side

I need your sweet, loving smile

My loveπs too strong to hide

BRIDGE:

Always livedäin the twilight

But I ainπt neverädid no wrong

Now I know that life without youπs

Been too lonely too long

One night with you

Is what Iπm now prayinπ for

The things that we two could plan

Would make my dreams come true

OLD SHEP

Jimmy Driftwood

When I was a lad, and old Shep was a pup

Over hills and mountains weπd roam

Just a boy and his dog, we were both full of fun,

We grew up together that way

I remember the time at the old swimminπ hole

When I would have drowned beyond doubt

Old Sheppie was there, to the rescue he came,

He jumped in and helped pull me out

The years passed on by, and old Shep he got old

His eyesight was fast growinπ dim

Then one day the doctor looked at him and said,

≥I cainπt do no more for him, Jim≤

With tears in my eyes, I picked up my gun

And aimed it at Shepπs faithful head

But I just couldnπt do it, I wanted to run,

I wish they would shoot me instead

Old Sheppie he knowπd he was goinπ to go

For he reached out and licked at my hand

I stroked the best pal a man ever had,

I cried åtil I scarcely could sleep

Old Sheppie heπs gone where the good doggies go,

No more with old Shep will I roam,

But if dowgs have a Heaven, thereπs one thing I know,

Old Shep has a wonderful home!

OLD TIME ROCK åNπ ROLL

Bob Seger

Just take those old records off the shelf,

Iπll sit and listen to them by myself,

Todayπs music ainπt got the same soul

I like that old time rock and roll

Donπt try and take me to a disco,

Youπll never even get me out on the floor

In ten minutes Iπll be late for the door

I like that old time rock and roll

CHORUS:

I like that old time rock and roll

That kinda music just soothes my soul

I reminisce about the days of old

With that old time rock and roll

Donπt want to hear them play a mambo,

Iπd rather hear some blues and funky old soul

Todayπs music ainπt got the same soul

I like that old time rock and roll

Call me a relic, call me what you will,

Say Iπm old fashioned, say Iπm over the hill

Todayπs music ainπt got the same soul

I like that old time rock and roll

CHORUS:

CHORUS: (a capella)

CHORUS:

-go out with instrumental-

Old Train

As sung by Tony Rice and Herb Pedersen

Old trainää I can hear your whistle blow

And I won't be jumpin' on again

Old trainää.. I've been everywhere you go

And I know what lies beyond each bend

(Chorus)

Old train each time you pass you're older than the last

And it seemsä. I'm too old for runninπ

I hear your rusty wheels grate against the rails

They cry with every mileä.and I think I'll stay awhile

Instrumental

Old trainä.. I grow weary at the miles
And I miss the freedom that was mine
Old trainää. just to think about those times
I'll smile when youπre high-ballinπ by

Chorus:

OLD AND IN THE WAY

As sung by Peter Rowan and the group

(Refrain)

Old and in the way, thatπs what I heard them say

They used to heed the words he said, but that was yesterday

Gold will turn to grey, and youth will fade away

Theyπll never care about you, åcause youπre old and in the way

Once I hear tell he was happy, had his share of friends and good times

Now those friends have all passed on, he donπt have a place called home

Lookinπ back to a better day, feelinπ old and in the way

Refrain

BREAK

When just a boy he left his home, thought heπd have the world on a string

Now the years have come and gone, through the streets he walks alone

Like the old dog gone astray, heπs just old and in the way

Refrain

(Repeat)

Theyπll never care about you, åcause youπre old and in the way

OUTSKIRTS OF TOWN

by Casey Bill Weldon

I'm gonna move, way out on the outskirts of town
I'm gonna move, way out on the outskirts of town
Baby, no I don't want nobody, wooooää..always hangin' 'round

BREAK

Gonna buy you a Frigidaire, baby,

Bring groceries home ev'ryday,

You wonπt need no grocery boy

Stoppinπ by on Saturday

That's why I'm gonna move, way out on the outskirts of town
πCause I donπt want nobodyää.. always hangin' 'round

BREAK

May seem funny, honey
Funny, funny as can be
If we have any children
I want 'em to look all like me

That's why I'm gonna move, way out on the outskirts of town
Well then I won't have nobodyä..always hangin' 'round

BREAK/OUT

PANAMA RED

Peter Rowan

CHORUS:

Panama Red, Panama Red,

He'll steal your woman, then he'll rob your head

Panama Red, Panama Red,

On his white horse Mescalito

He comes breezin' through town,

Bet your woman's up in bed with old

Panama Red

The judge don't know when Red's in town,

He keeps well hidden underground

Everybody's actin' lazy, fallin' out and hangin' round

My woman said, "Hey Pedro, you're actin' crazy like a clown

Nobody feels like workin', Panama Red is back in town

CHORUS:

Everybody's lookin' out for him cause they know Red satisfies

Little girls love to listen to him sing and tell sweet lies

When things get too confusin', honey, we're better off in bed

And I'll be searchin' all the joints in town for Panama Red

CHORUS:

POSITIVELY FOURTH STREET

Bob Dylan

Key of G

Youπve got a lot of nerve to say you are my friend

When I was down you just stood there grinning

Youπve got a lot of nerve to say youπve got a helping hand to lend

You just want to be on the side thatπs winning

You say I let you down, you know itπs not like that

If youπre so hurt, why then donπt you show it?

You say you lost your faith, but thatπs not where itπs at

You had no faith to lose, and you know it

I know the reason that you talk behind my back

I used to be among the crowd youπre in with

Do you take me for such a fool, to think Iπd make contact

With the one who tries to hide what he donπt know to begin with?

You see me on the street, you always act surprised

You say, ≥How are you- good luck!≤, but you donπt mean it

When you know as well as me, youπd rather see me paralyzed

Why donπt you just come out once and scream it??

Though I do not feel that good when I see the heartbreaks you embrace

If I was a master thief, perhaps Iπd rob them

And though I know youπre dissatisfied with your position and your place

Donπt you understand, itπs not my problem?

I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes

And just for that one moment I could be you

Yes, I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes

Youπd know what a drag it is to see you!

PANCHO AND LEFTY

Townes Van Zandt

Living on the road my friend, is gonna keep you free and clean,

Now you wear your skin like iron, your breathπs as hard as kerosene,

Werenπt your mamaπs only boy, but her favorite one it seems,

She began to cry when you said goodbye, and sank into her dreams

Pancho was a bandit boy, his horse was fast as polished steel,

He wore his gun outside his pants for all the honest world to feel

Pancho met his match you know, on the deserts down in Mexico

And nobody heard his dying wordsä. ah, but thatπs the way it goes

CHORUS

All the Federales say they couldπve had him any day,

They only let him slip awayä out of kindness I suppose

Lefty canπt sing the blues all night long, like he used to

The dust that Pancho bit down south ended up in Leftyπs mouth

The day they laid poor Pancho low, Lefty split for Ohio

And where he got the bread to go, ainπt nobody knows

The poets tell how Pancho fell, and Leftyπs livinπ in a cheap hotel,

The desertπs quiet and Clevelandπs cold, and so the story ends Iπm told

Pancho needs your prayers, itπs true, but save a few for Lefty too

He only did what he had to do, and now heπs growing old

CHORUS

(Final Chorus):

A few great Federales say they couldπve had him any day

They only let him go so long out of kindness I suppose

PAMELA BROWN

as sung by Leo Kottke

Iπm the guy that didnπt marry pretty Pamela Brown

Educated, well-intentioned, good girl in our town

Wonder where Iπd be today if she had loved me too

Probably be drivinπ kids to school

CHORUS:

And I guess I owe it all to Pamela Brown

All of my good times, all of my roaminπ around

One of these days I might be in your town

And I guess I owe it all to Pamela Brown

Iπve seen the lights of cities and Iπve been inside their doors,

Sailed to foreign countries, and Iπve walked upon their shores,

I guess the guy she married was the best part of my luck

She dug him åcause he drove a pickup truck

CHORUS:

I donπt have to tell you just how beautiful she was

She was everything it takes to get a guy like me in love

Lord, I hope sheπs happy, åcause she sure deserves to be

Especially for what she did for me

CHORUS:

PERCYπS SONG

Bob Dylan , as sung by Arlo Guthrie

Sad news, sad news, comes to where I sleep

Turn........turn again,

Saying one of my friends is in trouble deep