Utah Urban Pioneers Music Archives (1950-1970)

Music collection and performance sets of Polly Stewart

Folk songs collected by Rosalie Sorrels from Utah and Idaho during 1950's and 1960's

1. BOTANY BAY Song Sheet No. 11. 2. IRENE It's not leaving old England we cares about Or forgettin' all that we knows That makes us light-fingered gentlemen Go round on the tips of our toes. Chorus Sing-a-ling a tura lai, Oora lai, oora lai, Tura lai, oora lai ay, Oora lai, oora lai, oora lai, Oora lai * oora lai ay. The first and the second class passengers, The captain and all of his crew, The boyson and even the commodore Knows what us poor convicts go through. Now come all ye dukes and ye duchesses, Take a warning from what I do say. Be sure that you own what you toucheses, Or you'll end up on the Botany Bay. But when we gets back to them British shores, As we all hopes to some day, They'll call us "colonial" visitors With no mention of Botany Bay. Last Saturday night I got married. Me and my wife settled down. Now me and my wife have parted, I think I'll take another walk down town. Chorus Irene, good night, Irene, good night, Good night Irene, I'll see you in my dreams. Sometimes I live in the city, Sometimes I live in a town, Sometimes I get a great notion To jump in the river and drown. Stop rambling, stop gambling, Stop going out late at night• Go back to your wife and family, Go back to your fireside bright. 3. LOGGER LOVER As I sat down one evening, 'Twas in a small cafe; A forty-year-old waitress To m e these words did say. I see you are a logger, And not just a common bum, For no one but a logger Stirs coffee with his thumb. I had a logger lover; There's none like him today. If you poured whiskey on it, He'd eat a bale of hay. He never shaved a whisker From off of his horny hide; He hammered in the bristles, And bit them off inside. My logger came to see me, 'Twas on a winter's day; He held me in a fond embrace That broke three vertebrae. He kissed me when we parted, So hard it broke my jaw; I could't speak to tell him He forgot his mackinaw. I saw my logger lover Go stridin' off through the snow A-goin' gaily homeward At forty-eight below. The weather tried to freeze him, It tried its level best; At a hundred degrees below zero, He buttoned up his vest. It froze clear down to China, It froze to the stars above At a thousand degrees below zero. It froze my logger love. They tried in vain to thaw him, And if you believe it, sir, They made him into axe blades To cut the Douglas fir. And so I lost my logger, And to this cafe I've come, And it's here I wait for someone To stir coffee with his thumb. There was an old lord by the Northern sea, Bow down, bow down, There was an old lord by the Northern sea, Bow and balance to me. •P y 0 There was an old lord by the Northern sea And he had daughters one, two, and three, I shall be true, true to my love, love and my love will be true to me. 0 A *? A young man he came a courtin' there, Bow down, bow down, A yoimg man he came a courtfn' there, Bc>w and balance to mi. O (V /ID A young man he came a courtin' there; U A "7 He chose the youngest diughter fair, K P /''• / I shall be true, true to my love, love and my love will be true to rk. f He gave his love a gay gold ring, Bow down, bow down, He gave his love a gay gold ring. Bow and balance to me! i v. i. He gave his love a gay gold ring, The^ sister thought it £ horrid thing, I shall be true, true to my love, love and my love will be true to mef Song Sheet No. 13 T) A y Re gave his love a beaver hat, y^ Bow down, bowdcf^n, He^gave his love a leaver hat, a t < <• Bow and balance to m£. He^gave his love a beaT$ry|idt, The ugly sister thoughMl bf That I shall be triie, tfrbfe to my love, Ibve i i my love will be true to me. and Ag they walked down by the water's brim Bow down, bow down, ley walked down by the wafer's'brim and balance to nr, Ai_pthey walked down by the ^Water's brim The ugly one pushed the fair W e in. I shall be true, true? to my love, love p.! and my love will be true to fie. A: She floated down where the miller sat, Q Bow down, bow down, /f "7 ller sat, e floated down where the mi Bow and balance to me. Sne floated down where the miller He took her ring and her'beaver hat, I shall be true, tflie/to my lCve, lolre/ in and my love will be true to mw» D A1 The ugly sister was burned at the stake, Bow down, bow down, e ugly sister was burned at the stake, _5w and balance to me. The ugly sister was burnecTat the staked The miller was hanged for what he? did take, I shall be true, true to my 15ve, loWand my love will be true to me. . THE COWBOY'S LAMENT H -1 £ A ' As I walked out in the streets ^ ofLatfito, ^ ^ As I walked out ig. Laredo oagrday,' I'splea a young *6i6wboy all wrapped ^ in white lifflh, ,-r / / Wrapped,in .white linen, as cold as the cfay_ _________„__ I see by your outfit that your are a cowboy. These words he did say as 1 boldly walked by; "Come sit down beside me, and hear my sad story, I'm shot in the breast, and 1 know I must die. It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing, Once in the saddle I used to go gay; First down to Rosie's and then to the'card house, Got shot in the breast, and'I'm dyin' today. Get sixteen gamblers to handle my coffin, Get six jolly cowboys to sing me a song; Take me to the graveyard, and lay the sod o'er me, For I'm a young cowboy, and know I've done wrong. Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin, Get six purty maids to sing me a song; Take me to the valley, and lay the sod o'er me, For I'm a young cowboy, and I know I've done wrong. Oh, beat the drums slowly, and play the fife lowly, Play the dead march as they carry me along; Put bunches of roses all over, my coffin, Roses to deaden the clods as they fall. Song Sheet No. 14 THE COWBOY'S LAMENT (cont.) As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, As I walked out in Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen, Wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay, THE CHERRY TREE CAROL Joseph were a young man, a young man were he. And he courted Virgin Mary, the Queen of Galilee, And he courted Virgin Mary, the Queen of Galilee. Mary and Joseph were a-walking one day, "Here is apples and cherries a-plenty to behold, Here is apples and cherries a-plenty to behold*" Mary spoke to Joseph so meek and so mild, "Joseph, gather me some cherries for I am with child, Joseph, gather me some cherries for I am with child. " Joseph flew in anger, in anger he flew, Saying, "Let the father of your baby gather cherries for you," Saying,. "Let the father of your baby gather cherries for you, " The Lord spoke down from Heaven, these words he did say, "Bow you low down, you cherry tree, while Mary gathers some, Bow you low down, you cherry tree, while Mary gathers some. " The cherry tree bowed down, it was low on the ground And Mary gathered cherries while Joseph stood around, And Mary gathered cherries while Joseph stood around. Then Joseph took Mary all on his right knee, "Pray tell me, little baby, when your birthday shall be, Pray tell me, little baby, when your birthday shall.be. " "On the fifth day of January my birthday shall be When the stars and the elements shall tremble with fears When the stars and the elements shall tremble with fear, " Then Joseph took Mary all on his left knee, Saying, "Lord,; have' mercy upon me, for what have I done? Saying, "Lord, have mercy upon me, for what have I done?" P "fc c h - 4 ' n r A or* SONG SHEET # 15 SINGING WITH MITCH MILLER BY THE LIGHT OF THE SILVERY MOON By the light of the silvery moon, I want to spoon, To my honey I'll croon love's tune. Honey moon, keep a-shining in June, Your silv'ry beams will bring love dreams We'll be cuddling soon, By the silvery moon. YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE The other ni^ght, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed Mield you in my armsL When I awoke dear I was mistaken, So I hung my heaa and crietK ou are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me nappy when skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away. You told me once, dear, you really loved me, And no one else could come between, But now you've left me and love another- You have shattered all my dreams: You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, You make me happy when skies are gray. You'll never know, dear, how much. Llove you. Please don't take my sunshine away. TILL WE MEET AGAIN Smile the while you kiss me sad adieu When the clouds roll by I'll come to you. Then the skies will seem more blue, Down in Lovers' Lane, my dearie Wedding bells will ring so merrily, Ev'ry tear will be a memory. So wait and pray each night for me Till we meet again. •flp :TP ^r LET THE REST OF THE WORLD GO BY With someone like you, A pal good and true, I'd like to leave it all behind, and go and find Some place that's known To God alone, Just a spot to call our own. We'll find perfect peace, Where joys never cease, Out there beneath a kindly sky. We'll build a sweet little nest Somewhere in the West, And let the rest of the world go by. :£ Jjc $ # 5. SWEET VIOLETS Sweet violets, Sweeter than all the roses, Covered all over from head to toe, Covered all over with sweet violets. There once was a farmer who took a young miss In back of the barn where he gave her a Lecture on horses and chickens and eggs And told her that she had such beautiful Manners that suited a girl of her charms, A girl that he wanted to take in his Washing and ironing and then if she did, They could get married and raise lots of Sweet violets, Sweeter than all the roses, Covered all over from head to toe, Covered all over with sweet violets. The girl told the farmer that he'd better stop And she called her father and he called a Taxi and got there before very long "Cause someone was doing his little girl Right for a change and so that's why he said: If you marry her, son, you're better off Single 'cause it's always been my belief Marriage will bring a man nothing but Sweet violets, Sweeter than all the roses, Covered all over.from head to toe, Covered all over with sweet violets. Sweet Violets (continued) The Farmer decided he'd wed anyway, And started in planning for his wedding Suit which he purchased for only one buck But then he found out he was just out of Money and so he got left in the lurch Standing and waiting in front of the End of this story which just goes to show All. a girl wants from a man is his Sweet violets, Sweeter than all the roses, Covered all over from head to toe, Covered all over with sweet violets. *TP> *jp *TF> 6. I'VE GOT SIXPENCE I've got sixpence, jolly, jolly sixpence, I've got sixpence to last m e all m y life. I've got tuppence to spend and tuppence to i£nd And tuppence to send home to m y wife, poor wife, No cares have I to grieve m e, No pretty little girls to deceive me. I'm happy as a king, believe me, As we go rolling, roiling home. Rolling home, Rolling home, By the light of the silvery moon. Happy is the day when a soldier gets his pay As we go roiling, rolling home. •JL. .JL. •*&> iJk' *TP ^> ^ ^ 7. I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THE RAILROAD Tvertoeen workin' on the railroad, all the livelong \ day? /\ ve been workin' on the railroad, just to pass the f\ time away, 'TV.*. H A Don'tcha hear^the whistle bloWin' rise up so early •in the mortj f\ yj w Doftcha hear.the captain shofen', "Dmah, blow your horm" T) A7 Dinah, won'tcha blow, Dinah, won'tcha blow, ; Dinah, won'tcha blow your horn? Dinah, won'tcha blow, Dinah, vyont'cha blow, Dinah, won'tcha blow your horn? Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah, someone's in the kitchen I know, Someone's in the kitchen with Dinah, st^ummin' on the old banjo, and singing Fee, fie, fiddl-e-i-o. f e-i-O-o-Q-, Fee, fie, fiddi~e-i-os 1 old banjo. 3f_ *$> 3(6 fees y fie fiddl-h strummin' on the 8. THAT'S W H E R E M Y MONEY GOES That's where my money goes, to buy my baby clothes, I buy her everything to keep her in style, well, well, well! She's worth her weight in gold, my lovely lady Say, boys, that's where my money goes! goesIgoes! She's got a pair of hips just like two battleships. I. buy her everything to keep her in style, well, well, well! She wears silk underwear, I wear my last year's pair Say, boys, that's where my money goes! goes! goes! I've got nopence, jolly, jolly nopence, I've got nopence to last me all my life. I've got nopence to spend and nopence to lend ^<&nd nopence to send home to my wife, poor wife. No cares have I to grieve me, No pretty, little girls to deceive me. I'm happy as a king believe me, As we go rolling, rolling home. Roiling home, Rolling horne. By the light of the silvery moon. Happy is the day when a soldier gets his pay And he goes rolling, rolling home. 9. SHE W O R E A YELLOW RIBBON Round her neck she wore a yellow ribbon, She wore it i,n the springtime and in the month of May. And if you asked her why the heck she wore it, She wore it for her lover who was far far away. Far away, far away, far away, far away, Oh, she wore it for her lover who was far far away. Far away, far away, far away, far away, Oh, she wore it for her lover who was far far away. Around her knee she wore a purple garter, She wore it in the springtime and in the month of May, And if you asked her why the heck she wore it, She wore it for her lover who was far far away. Far away, far away, far away, far away, Oh, she wore it for her lover who was far far away. Far away, far away, far away, far away, Oh, she wore it for her lover who was far far away. Behind the door her father kept a shot gun, He kept it in the springtime and in the month of May, And if you asked him why the heck he kept it, He kept it for her lover who is far far away. (Chorus) And on the wail she keeps a marriage license, She keeps it in the springtime and in the month of May, And if you ask her why the heck she keeps it, She keeps it for her lover who is far far away. (Chorus) **__; «A_ rJS. *T* "^ "Tr1 10• DON'T FENCE ME IN Oh, give me land, lots of land, under starry skies above, Don't fence me in. Let m e ride through the wide open country that I love, Don't fence me in. Let me be by myself in the evening breeze, Listen to the murmur of the Cottonwood trees. Send me off forever, but I ask you please, Don't fence me in. Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle Underneath the western skies. On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder till I see the mountains rise. I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences, Gaze at the moon till I lose my senses, Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences, Don't fence me in! ___£ ___? ___•. ___£ 11. THERE IS A TAVERN IN THE TOWN There is a tavern in the town, in the town, And there my true live sits him down, sits him down, And drinks his wine as merry as can be, And never, never thinks of me. Fare thee well, for I must leave thee, Do not let this parting grieve thee, And remember that the best of friends must part, must part, Adieu, adieu kind friends, adieu, yes adieu, I can no longer stay with you, stay with you I'll hang my heart on the weeping willow tree And may the world go well with thee. O, dig my grave both wide and deep, wide and deep, Put tombstones at my head and feet, head and feet, And on my breast carve a turtle dove, To signify I died of love. Fare thee well, for I must leave thee, Do not let the parting grieve thee, And remember that the best of friends must part, must part. There Is a Tavern In The Town (cont.) Adieu, adieu kind friends, adieu, yes adieu, I can no longer stay with you, stay with you, I'll hang my heart on the weeping willow tree And may the world go well with thee. jfe 3_t *fe Sfe SHOW ME THE WAY TO GO HOME 6 Show me the way to go home, I'm tired and I wanna'go to bed. Oh, I had a little drink about an hour ago, And it went right to m y header Wherever I may roam, On land or sea or foam, You can always hear me singin' this song: Show me the way to go home! BELL BOTTOM TROUSERS Once there was a little girl who lived next to me, And she loved a sailor boy, he was only three, Now he's on a battle ship in his sailor suit, Just a great big sailor man but he's just as cute. Bell bottom trousers, coat of Navy blue, She loves her sailor, and he loves her too. When they walk along the street, any one can see They are oh, so much in love, happy as can be. Hand in hand they stroll along, they don't give a hoot- He won't let go of her hand even to salute. Bell bottom trousers, coat of Navy blue. She loves her sailor, and he loves her too. When her sailor boy's away on the ocean blue, Soldier boys all flirt with her, but to him she's true. Tho' they smile and tip their caps, and they wink their eyes, She just smiles and shakes her head-then she softly sighs: Bell bottom trousers, coat of Navy blue, She loves her sailor, and he loves her too. Ev'ry where her sailor went, she was sure to go, Till one day he sailed away, where she doesn't know. Now she's gonna join the Waves, maybe go to sea, Try to find her sailor boy, wherever he maybe: Bell bottom trousers, coat of Navy blue, She loves her sailor, and he loves her too. If her sailor she can't find, on the bounding main, She is hopeful he will soon come home safe again. So they can get married, and raise a family, Dress up all their kiddies in sailor's dungarees: Bell bottom trousers, coat of Navy blue, She loves her sailor, and he loves her too. 14. BE KIND TO YOUR WEB-FOOTED FRIENDS Be kind to your web-footed friends, For a duck may be somebody's mother; Be kind to your friends in the swamp, Where the weather is very, very damp. Now you may think that this is the end, Well, it is! Song Sheet No. 16 OH SUSANNA I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee I'm going to Louisiana m y true love for to see. It rained all night, the day I left, the weather it was dry The sun so hot I froze to death, Susanna don't you cry. Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me, I come from Alabama with m y banjo on my knee. I had a dream the other night, when everything was still I dreamed I saw Susanna a-coming down the hill. A red red rose was in her cheek, a tear was in her eye I said to her, Susanna girl, Susanna don't you cry. THE RIDDLE! SONG f. ^ A -. fo 0 tty / / ' ol - & fy ^ 31 AI gave m y love a cherry that had no stone, I gave m y love a chicken that had no bone; Jgave m y love a story'$J^at had no end, ApA' gave m y love a baby, that's no cryingP How can there be a cherry that has no stone, How can there be a chicken that has no bone; How can there be a sfrory that has no end, How can there be a baby that's no crying. A cherry when it's blooming, it has no stone, A chicken when it's pippin' it has no bone; The stjbry that 1 love you, it has no end, A baby when it's sleeping, it's no crying. BEAUTIFUL CITY allelu; Oh, what a beautiful city (3 Twelve gates to the city, hallelujah, (cho.) My God done just what he said, There's twelve gates (etc.) He healed the sick and he raised the dead, There's twelve gates (etc.) Ain't nobody there going to put m e out There's twelve gates (etc.) (cho.) Who are those people dressed in red. There's twelve gates (etc.) It must be the children that Moses led, There's twelve gates (etc.) (cho.) Three in the north, three in the south, Three in the west, three in the east, There's twelve gates to the city, hallelujah. SALLY ANN Did you ever see a muskrat, Sally Ann Dragging his slick tail through the sand, Picking a banjo, Sally Ann, I'm gonna marry you Sally Ann. I'm gonna marry you, Sally Ann (4) Make my living in sandy land (3) I'm gonna marry you, Sally Ann. HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN /fyfrKs /)<?*€*• There is a hourse in New-Orleans call the Tisi^g%^^^ It's been the ruinjaf many poor girl, and me, Oh God.,Uam otm '9Hm0s s, they M y mother she's a tailor, she sews those new blue jeans, M y husband he's a gambling man, drinks down in.New Orleans. My husband he's a gambler, he goes from town to town, The only time he's satisfied, is when he drinks his liquor down. Go tell my baby sister, never do like I have done, Shun that house in New Orleans, they call the rising sun. One foot on the platform, the other's on .the train, I'm going down to New Orleans, to wear that ball and chain. Going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run, I'm going to spend the rest of my life, beneath that rising sun. SHENANDOAH O, Shenandoah, I love your daughter, Way-hey, you rolling river - O, Shenandoah, I love your daughter, Away, we're bound away, 'cross the wide Missouri O, Shenandoah, I long to see you, O, Shenandoah, I'll not deceive you O, seven years, I've been a rover, For seven years I've been a rover. MIDNIGHT SPECIAL One day, one day, sir, I was walking along, And I heard that special, singing a lonesome song. Let the Midnight Special, shine her light on me, Let the Midnight Special, shine her ever-loving light on me. Yonder come little Rosie, how in the world do you know, 1 can tell her by her apron, and the dress she wore. Umbrella on her shoulder, piece of paper in her hand, She goes a-inarching to the captain, says I want m y man. chorus If you go down to Houston, boy you better walk right, You better not stagger and you better not fight Sheriff Benson will arrest you, he'll take you down, And if the jury finds you guilty you're penitentiary bound. chorus Now you wake up in the morning, you hear the ding-dong ring, You go a-marching to the table, you see the same damn thing. Knife and fork are on the table, and nothing in m y pan, You say anything about it, you're in trouble with the man. Chorus Now old Huddie Ledbetter, he was a mighty fine man, Huddie taught this song to the whole wide land. But now he's done with all his grieving whooping, hollering and a-crying, He's done with all his studying, about his great long time. chorus CARELESS LOVE • • . Love, oh, love, oh, careless love You see what love has done to me.L- - - I ldve m y matea and papa too N~ I'd leave them both to go with youi Wna £ JE* _at, oh what, will m a m a safyA When she learns I've gone astray mice I wore my apron lo I couldn't scarcely keep you from m y d N & f my apron strings don't pin1 You pass m y door and you don't come in! ^_? n AWM***' A C Don't you marry-a raijhToad man \Z _«A] railroad man will kill youif he can, id he'll drink your blook,AC drink it like wine. Song Sheet No. 17 I HAD A ROOSTER I had a rooster and the rooster pleased me, I fed my rooster on a green berry tree; The little rooster went cockadoodle - do- de Doodle -de - doodle -de - doodle -de - day. I had a cat and the cat pleased me, I fed my cat on a greenberry tree; The little cat goes meouw, meouw, meouw, The little rooster goes cockadoodle - do - de Doodle -de - doodle -de - doodle -de - day. I had a duck, etc. I had a pig, etc. I had a cow, etc. I had a lion, etc. I had a baby, etc. # # # # COME ALL YOU BOLD SAILORMEN Come all you bold sailor men, listen to me, I'll sing you a song of the fish of the sea. Chorus: Blow you winds westerly, westerly blow, We're bound for the so'ard so steady she goes. First comes the bluefish a-wagging his tail, He comes up on deck and yells "all hands make sail." Next comes the eels with their nimble tails They jumped up aloft and loosed all the sails. Next comes the porpoise with his short snout, He jumps on the bridge and yells "ready about." Next comes the swordfish the scourge of the sea, The order he gives us in "helms a - lee" Having accomplished these wonderful feats, The blackfish sings out next to "rise tacks and sheets." -2- Then comes the mackerel with his striped back, He flopped on the bridge and yelled "board the maintack." Then comes the catfish with his chuckle-head, Out in the main chains for a "heave of the lead." Last comes the whale the biggest of all, Singing out from the bridge "ail haul mainsail haul." Well, up jumps the fisherman stalwart and grim. And with his big net he scoops em all in. # # # # TEENCY WEENCY SPIDER A teency weency spider crawled up the water spout. Down came the rain and washed the spider out. - Out came the sunshine and drove away the rain. And the teency weency spider climbed up the spout again. # # # # # MISTER RABBIT Mister Rabbit, Mister Rabbit Your ears are mighty long. Yes don't you know They were put on wrong. Ref. Every little soul's gonna shine, shine Every little soul's gonna shine along. Mister Rabbit, Mister Rabbit Your nose always twitches. Yes, don't you know It always itches. Ref. Mister Rabbit, Mister Rabbit Your tail' s so tight Yes, don't you know It was put on right Ref. Mister Rabbit, Mister Rabbit Where have you been ? Down to Mister Angplo's garden Ref. -3- Mister Rabbit, Mister Rabbit What do you eat? Carrots and Cabbages From my head to m y feet. Ref. Mister Rabbit, Mister Rabbit You ears are so long. Yes, don't you know They were put on wrong. Ref. Every little soul's gonna shine, shine Every little soul's gonna shine along. < ' " ' - - Song Sheet No. 18 ft THE LITTLE B L A C K FLIES Learned from the Toronto "Travellers" (a Canadian folksong quartet). It was written by the Ontario folksinger Wade Hemsworth. Chorus: id the black flies - the little black flies, (ays the black fly no matter where you go, I'll die with the black fly a-pickin' by bones. In north Oa£ar-i-o -i-o In nfen^bntari-o^ /VyN' 0- Anrfv The man Black Tobey was the captain of the crew And he said I'm^tonna tell you boys, what we're gonna do. Thepwnt to build a power dam ancrwe must find a way For torriake the Little Ab flow around the other way. Chorus: So we survey to the east and we survey to the west And we couldn't make our minds up how to do it best Little Ab, Little Abwhat shall I do For I'm all but goin' crazy with the survey crew Chorus: Twas biackfly blackfly everywhere, A^crawling in your whiskers, a-crawlin' in your hair, A-swimmin' in the soup and a-swimmin' in the tea, Oh the devil take the blackfly and let m e be Chorus: Black Tobey fell to swearin' cause the work went slow, And the state of our morals was gettin1 pretty low, And the flies swarmed heavy - it was hard to catch a breath As you staggered up and down the trail a-talkin' to yourself Chorus: Now the bull cook's name was Blind River Joe; If it hadn't been for him wed've never pulled through For he bound up our bruises and he kidded us for fun, And he lathered us with bacon grease and balsam gum Chorus: ~2~ THE LITTLE BLACK FLIES (cont.) At last the job was over; Black Tobey said - We're through With the Little Abitibi and the survey crew. "Twas a wonderful experience and this I know I'll never go again to North Ontar-i~o Chorus I KNOW AN OLD LADY (Who Swallowed A fly) I know an old lady who swallowed a fly But I don't know why she swallowed a fly I guess she'll die. I know an old lady who swallowed a spider It riggled and jiggled and tickled inside her. She swallowed the spider to catch the ily But I don't know why she swallowed the fly. I guess she'll die. I know an old lady who swallowed a bird How absurd to swallow a bird. She swallowed the bird to catch the spider That riggled and jiggled and tickled insid^ her. She swallowed the spider to catch the fly But I don't know why she swallowed the fly. I guess she'll die. I know an old lady who swallowed a cat Imagine that she swallowed a cat She swallowed the cat to catch the bird She swallowed the bird to catch the spider That riggled and jiggled and tickled inside her. She swallowed the spider to caliph the fly But I don't know why she swallowed the fly. I guess she'll die. I know an old lady who swallowed a dog She was a jhog to swallow a dog. She swallowed the dog to catch the cat She swallowed the cat to catch the bird She swallowed the bird to catch the spider That riggled and jiggled and tickled inside her. She swallowed the spider to catch the fly But I don't know why she swallowed the fly. I guess she'll die. -3- HARD TRAVELING I been having some hard traveling, I thought you know'd, I been having some hard traveling 'way down the road; I been having some hard traveling hard rambling, hard gambling I been having some hard traveling, Lord. I been working the Kansas wheat fields, I thought you know'd I been working the Kansas wheat fields 'way down the road; Cutting that wheat and stacking that hay, trying to make 'bout a dollar a day I been having s|>me hard traveling, Lord. I've been working in a hard-rock tunnel I thought you know'd I been leaning on a pressure drill 'way down the road; Hammer flying, airhose sucking, six feet of mud and I sure been a-mucking I been having some hard traveling, Lord. I been riding them fast rattlers, I thought you know'd I been working them dead enders 'way down the road; I been riding them flat wheelers, dead enders kicking up cinders I been having gbme hard traveling, Lord. I been laying in a hard-rock jail, I thought you know'd, I been laying in a hard-rock jail 'way down the road; Mean old judge he says to me Ninety days for vagrancy I been having some hard traveling, Lord. I been having some hard traveling, I thought you know'd, I been having somejiard traveling 'way down the road; Heavy load and a heavy mind, looking for a woman that's hard to find, I been having some hard traveling, Lord. POOR BOY Who's gonna shoe your pretty little foot, Who's gonna glove your hand, Who's gonna kiss your red ruby lips, Who's gonna be your man. Papa will shoe my pretty little foot, Mama will glove my hand, Sister's gonna kiss my red ruby lips, I don't need no man. I don't need no man, poor boy, I don't need no man. Sister's gonna kiss my red ruby lips I don't need no man. Longest train I ever did see, Was sixteen coaches long. The Only girl I ever did love, Was on that train and gone. BLACK GIRL y£'7x-j / - __^**t^ Black girl, black girl, don't lie to me,^„ Tell me where did you stay last night. In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines , I shivered the whole night through. My husband was a railroad man, Died a mile and a half from town. , His head was found in the driver's wheel, And his body it never was found. ALABAMA BOUND I'm Alabama bound, I'm Alabama bound, And if the train don't stop and turn around, I'm Alabama bound. Oh, don't you leave me here (2) But if you must go leave me a dime for beer. I'm Alabama bound, etc. Oh, don't you be like me (2) Drink your good sherry wine, and let the whisky be. I'm Alabama bound etc. -5- The Water is Wide (continued) Oh, love is handsome and love is fine, Gay as a jewel when first it is new, But love grows old, and waxes cold, And fades away like summer dew. THE FOX The fox went out on a chilly night the moon to gjye him 1 lanv^ajnile tojpSthat night iy a mile Prayed for gore light, ForJie'd* Beforejie reatched the t&wny* Tom_-o^t6wn-o, he'd m A to go that night, «*. Before he reached the to wn-o. He ran till he came to a great big bin The ducks and the geese wexefput therein, Sara couple of you will grease my chin Be.ffoa:r e I leave this twon -o, etc. He grabbed the grey goose by the neck Slung the little one over his back, He didn't mind their quack-quack-quack And the legs all dangling down-o, etc. Old mother pitter-patter jumped out of bed Out of the window she cocked her head Crying, John, John, the grey goose is gone And the fox is on the to wn-o, etc. John, he went to the top of the hill Blew his horn both^oud and shrill; The fox, he said, better flee with my kill He'll soon be on my trail-o, etc. He ran till he came to his cozy den There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten, They said daddy, better go back again, 'Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, etc. Then the fox and his wife without any strife Cut up the goose with fork and knife, They never had such a supper in their life And the little ones chewed on the bones-o, etc. THE KEEPER AND THE DOE AJ^ A£-*" The keeper did a-hunting go, Under his cloak he carried a bow, All for to shoot the merry little doe, Among the leaves so green-o. The first doe she did cross the plain The keeper fetched her back again, Where she is now she may remain Among the leaves so green-o. The next doe she did cross the brook The keeper fetched her back with his crook Where she is now, you may go and look Among the leaves so green-o. The next doe she ran over the plain, But he with his hounds did turn her again, There he did hunt in a merry, merry vein Among the leaves so green-o. z> p PACING THROUGH I saw Adam legye the garden wiih an apple in his hand. I said now you're out what are you gonna ob ? Plant myjprops and pray for rain Maybe raise a little cain *>,* I'm an orphan and I'm orny passin1 through. Chorus: Passin' through Passin' through Sometimes_,happy, som Glad that Iran into you A*jt Tell the people thatyou _/aw me etimes blue passin' through I saw Jesus on the cross on that hill called Calvary Do you hate mankind for what they I done to yoji? He said "speak of love, not hate" Things to do, its getting late I've so little time and I'm just passin' through. Chorus) I shiverej^e^t to vafiev For Washington one night at ley Forge Why do the soldiers freeze here like they do Men will suffer, men will fight Even die for what is right Even though they know they're only passin' through. Chorus) Was at. Franklin Roosevelt's side just awhile before he died He said one world must come out of World War II 'Yankee, Russian, White or Tan Lord a man is just a man W^'re all brothers and we're only passin' through. Chorus) HARD TIMES IN THE MILL $> JJvery morning at half-past four *Yo\i hear the cook's hop on the floor Refrain v, M s hard times in the mill, my love, Hard times in the mill. Every morning just at five You gotta get up dead or alive Every morning right at six Don't that old bell just make you sick? The pulley got hot, the belt jumped off, Knocked Mr. Guyon's derby off. Old Pat Goble thinks he's a hon Put's me in mind of a doodle in the sun. The section hand thinks he's a man He ain't got sense to pay off his hands. They steal his ring, they steal his knife, They steal everthing but his big fat wife. My bobbin's all out, my ends all down The doffers in my alley and I can't get around. The section hand's standing at the door Ordering the sweeper to sweep up the floor. Every night when I get home A piece of corn bread and an old jaw-bone. Ain't it enough to break your heart? Hafta work all day and at night it's dark. AUNT RHODY Go tell Aunt Rhody (3) /#*• The old grey goose is dead. The one she's been saving (3) To make a feather bed. She died in the mill pond (3) Standing on her head. Old gander's grieving (3) Because his wife is dead. The goslings are crying (3) Because their mother's dead. p/4 3 A LINEMAN'S HYMN As I walked out in the streets of old Burley, As I walked out in Burley one day, I spied a young lineman all wrapped in white linen, All wrapped in white linen, and cold as the clay. I see by your scare strap that you are a lineman, These words he did say as I boldly walked by. "Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story, I fell off a pole and I know I must die. " "'twas once up the poles I used to go dashing, Once up^the poles I used to go gay. First up the sixties and then up the nineties, But I fell off an eighteen and I'm dying today. "Oh ring the phone softly and climb the pole slowly, Check your 'D-rings' when you go aloft; Keep your hooks sharpened and grease up your scare-strap: I'm tellin' you buddy, that ground ain't so soft. "Get me six drunken linemen to carry my coffin, Six splicers' helpers to mud in my grave. Take me to Kline the great white father, And let him mourn over his gallant young slave." PAPER CF PINS He: • I'll give to you a paper of pins And that's the way our love begins, If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She: I'll not accept your paper of pins If that's the way our love begins, And I'll not marry, marry you, •No, Fll not marry you. He: I'll give to you a coach and four That you may ride from door to door If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She. I'll not accept your coach and four, That I may ride from door to door, And I'll not marry, marry you, No, I'll not marry you. He: I'll give to you a dress of green That you may shine as any queen, If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She: I'll not accept your dress of green That I may shine as any queen, And I'll not marry, marry you, No, I'll not marry you. He: I'll give to you a dress of red, Stitched around with golden thread If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She: I'll not accept your dress of red Stitched around with golden thread And I'll not marry, marry you, No, I'll not marry you. He: I'll give to you a blue silk gown With golden tassels to the ground If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She: I'll not accept your blue silk gown With golden tassels to the ground, And I'll not marry, marry you, No, I'll not marry you. PAPER OF PINS (cont.) He: I'll give to you the keys to my chest, So you can have money at your request, If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She: I will accept the key to your chest, So I can have money at my request, And I will marry, marry you, Yes, I will marry you. He: Well, you love coffee, I love tea; You love my money, you don't love me, So I won't marry, marry you, No, I won't marry you. She: Then I guess I'll be an old maid, I'll take my stool and sit in the shade, And I won't marry at all, at all, And I'll not marry at all. I WONDER WHEN I SHALL BE MARRIED I wonder when I shall be married, O, be married, O, be married. I wonder when I shall be married, For my beauty's beginning to fade. My mother, she is so willing, O, so willing, O, so willing, My mother, she is so willing For she has four daughters beside. My father has forty good shillings, O, good shillings, O, good shilling. My father has forty good shillings And they will be mine when he dies. My shoes have gone to be mended, O, be mended, O, be mended, My shoes have gone to be mended And my petticoats gone to dye green. And they will be ready by Sunday, O, Sunday, O, Sunday And they will be ready by Sunday Oh say, won't I look like a queen? A cup, a spoon, and a trencher, O, a trencher, O, a trencher. A cup, a spoon, and a trencher And a candlestick made out of clay. O, say, won't I then be a bargain, O, a bargain, O, a bargain, O say, won't I then be a bargain For someone to carry away? I wonder when I shall be married, O, be married, O, be married. I wonder when I shall be married For r ' "'' " 'le^'nning to fade. Song Sheet No. 14 THE COWBOY'S LAMENT As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, As I walked out in Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen, Wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay. I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy. These words he did say as I boldly walked by; "Come sit down beside me, and hear my sad story, Fm shot in the breast, and I know I must die. It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing, Once in the saddle I used to go gay; First down to Rosie's and then to the card house, Got shot in the breast, and I'm dyin8 today. Get sixteen gamblers to handle my coffin, Get six jolly cowboys to sing me a song; Take m e to the graveyard, and lay the sod o'er me, For F m a young cowboy, and know Fve done wrong. Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin, Get six purty maids to sing m e a song; Take me to the valley, and lay the sod o'er me, For I'm a young cowboy, and I know Fve done wrong. Oh, beat the drums slowly, and play the fife lowly, Play the dead march as they carry me along; Put bunches of roses all over my coffin, Roses to deaden the clods as they fall. THE COWBOY'S LAMENT (cont.) As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, As I walked out in Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen, Wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay. THE CHERRY TREE CAROL Joseph were a young man, a young man were he, And he courted Virgin Mary, the Queen of Galilee, And he courted Virgin Mary, the Queen of Galilee. Mary and Joseph were a-walking one day, "Here is apples and cherries a-plenty to behold, Here is apples and cherries a-plenty to behold." Mary spoke to Joseph so meek and so mild, "Joseph, gather me some cherries for I am with child, Joseph, gather me some cherries for I am with child." Joseph flew in anger, in anger he flew, Saying, "Let the father of your baby gather cherries for you," Saying, "Let the father of your baby gather cherries for you." The Lord spoke down from Heaven these words he did say, "Bow you low down, you cherry tree, while Mary gathers some, Bow you low down, you cherry tree, while Mary gathers some." The cherry tree bowed down, it was low on the ground And Mary gathered cherries while Joseph stood around, And Mary gathered cherries while Joseph stood around. Then Joseph took Mary all on his right knee, "Pray tell me, little baby, when your birthday shall be, Pray tell me, little baby, when your birthday shall be." "On the fifth day of January my birthday shall be When the stars and the elements shall tremble with fear, When the stars and the elements shall tremble with fear." Then Joseph took Mary all on his left knee, Saying, "Lord, have mercy upon me, for what have I done?" Saying, "Lord, have mercy upon me, for what have I done?" PASSING THROUGH I saw Adam leave the garden with an apple in his hand. I said now you're out what are you gonna do? Plant my crops and pray for rain Maybe raise a little cain I'm an orphan and I'm only passin' through. Chorus: Passin' through Passin' through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passin' through I saw Jesus on the cross on that hill called Calvary Do you hate mankind for what they done to you ? He said "speak of love, not hate" Things to do, its getting late I've so little time and I'm just passin' through. Chorus) I shivered next to Washington one night at Valley Forge Why do the soldiers freeze here like they do Men will suffer, men will fight Even die for what is right Even though they know they're only passin' through. Chorus) Was at Franklin Roosevelt's side just awhile before he died He said one world must come out of World War II Yankee, Russian, White or Tan Lord a man is just a man We're all brothers and we're only passin' through. Chorus) HARD TIMES IN THE MILL Every morning at half-past four You hear the cook's hop on the floor Refrain It's hard times in the mill, my love, Hard times in the mill. Every morning just at five You gotta get up dead or alive Every morning right at six Don1! that old bell just make you sick? The pulley got hot, the belt jumped off, Knocked Mr. Guy on's derby off. Old Pat Goble thinks he's a hon Put's me in mind of a doodle in the sun. The section hand thinks he's a man He ain't got sense to pay off his hands. They steal his ring, they steal his knife, They steal everthing but his big fat wife. My bobbin's all out, my ends all down The doffers in my alley and I can't get around. The section hand's standing at the door Ordering the sweeper to sweep up the floor. Every night when I get home A piece of corn bread and an old jaw-bone. Ain't it enough to break your heart? Hafta work all day and at night it's dark. AUNT RHODY Go tell Aunt Rhody (3) The old grey goose is dead. The one she's been saving (3) To make a feather bed. She died in the mill pond (3) Standing on her head. Old gander's grieving (3) Because his wife is dead. The goslings are crying (3) Because their mother's dead. BILLY BARLOW HOG DROVERS Let's go hunting says Risky Rob Let's go hunting says Robin to Bob Let's go hunting says Dan'l and Joe Let's go hunting says Billy Barlow What shall we hunt (3) Let's hunt a rat says Billy Barlow. How shall we hunt him (3) Go borry a gun, says Billy Barlow. How shall we haul him (3) Go borry a cart, says Billy Barlow. How shall we divide him (4) I'll take side, back, leg, Talibone mine, says Billy Barlow How shall we cook him (4) I'll fry side, bake back, boil leg, Talibone raw, says Billy Barlow. HA HA THIS-A-WAY When I was a (li'l boy) (3) When I was a li'l boy twelve years old; Papa went and (left me) (3) Papa went and left me, so Pse told. CHORUS Ha ha this-a-way Ha ha that-a-way Ha ha this-a-way Man, oh then. Mama came and (got me) (3) Mama came and got me, save my soul. Mama never (whupped me) (3) Mama never whupped me, so I'se told. (Chorus) I went to (school, boy) (3) I went to school when I was twelve years old; I obeyed (the rules) (3) I obeyed the rules as I was told. (Chorus) I went to a (teacher) (3) I went to a teacher, to save my soul; Teacher was a preacher, preacher, preacher, Teacher was a preacher, so I'se told. (Chorus) I learnt my (lesson) (3) I learnt my lesson to save my soul; Wasn't that a (blessin') (3) Wasn't that a blessin so I was told. (Chorus) He: Hog drovers, hog drovers, hog drovers we are, A-courtin' your daughter so young and so fair And can we get lodgin' here, oh, here, And can we get lodgin* here? She: I have but one daughter, she sits by my side And none of you drovers can have her to bride, And you can't get lodgin' here, oh, here, And you can't get lodgin' here. He: We care not for your daughter and less for yourself. We'll travel on farther and better our wealth And we don't want lodgin' here, oh, here, And we don't want lodgin' here. She: I have but one daughter who sits on my knee And the first one in order can get her from me By bringing another one here, oh, here, By bringing another one here. He: Hog drovers, hog drovers, hog drovers we are A-courting your daughter, so young and so fair And can we get lodgin' here, oh, here, And can we get lodgin' here? HOBO'S LULLABY Go to sleep you weary hobo, Let the towns drift slowly by; Can't you hear the steel rails humming? That's the hobo's lullaby. Do not think about tomorrow, Let tomorrow come and go; Tonight you've got a nice warm box-car Safe from all this wind and snow. I know your clothes are torn and ragged And your hair is turning gray; Lift your chin and smile at trouble You'll find rest and peace some day. I know the police cause you trouble, They cause trouble everywhere; But when you die and go to heaven You'll find no policemen there. PAPER OF PINS PAPER OF PINS fcoiito) He: I'll give to you a paper of pins And that's the way our love begins, If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She: Fll not accept your paper of pins If that's the way our love begins, And I'll not marry, marry you, No, I'll not marry you. He: I'll give to you a coach and four That you may ride from door to door If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She: I'll not accept your coach and four, That I may ride from door to door, And I'll not marry, marry you, No, I'll not marry you. He: I'll give to you a dress of green That you may shine as any queen, If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She: Fll not accept your dress of green That I may shine as any queen, And I'll not marry, marry you, No, Fll not marry you. He: Fll give to you a dress of red, Stitched around with golden thread If you will marry, marry me. If you will marry me. She: Fll not accept your dress of red Stitched around with golden thread And I'll not marry, marry you, No, I'll not marry you. He: I'll give to you a blue silk gown With golden tassels to the ground If you will marry, marry me, If you will marry me. She: Fll not accept your blue silk gown With golden tassels to the ground, And I'll not marry, marry you, No, Fll not marry you. He: Fll give to you the keys to my chest, So you can have money at your request, If you will marry, marry me If vou will marrv me_ She: I will accept the key to your chest, So I can have money at my request, And I will marry, marry you, Yes, I.will.marry you. He: Weil, you love coffee, I love tea; You love my money, you. don't love me, So I won't marry, marry you, No, I won't marry you. She: Then I guess Fll be an old maid, Fll take my stool and sit in the shade, And I won't marry at all, at all, And I'll not marry at all. I WONDER WHEN I SHALL BE MARRIED I wonder when I shall be married, O, be married, O, be married. I wonder when I shall be married, For my beauty's beginning to fade. My mother, she is so willing, O, so willing, O, so willing, My mother, she is so willing For she has four daughters beside. My father has forty good shillings, O, good shillings, O, good shillings. My father has forty good shillings And they will be mine when he dies. My shoes have gone to be mended9 O, be mended, O, be mended, My shoes have gone to be mended And my petticoats gone to dye green. And they will be ready by Sunday, O, Sunday, O, Sunday And they will be ready by Sunday Oh say, won't I look like a queen? A cup, a spoon, and a trencher, O, a trencher, O, a trencher. A cup, a spoon, and a trencher And a candlestick made out of clay. O, say, won't I then be a bargain, O, a bargain, O, a bargain, O say, won't I then be a bargain For someone to carry away? I wonder when I shall be married, O, be married, O, be marriedo I wonder when I shall be married For my beauty's beginning to fade. LINEMAN'S HYMN As I walked out in the streets of old Burley, As I walked out in Burley one day, I spied a young lineman all wrapped in white linen, All wrapped in white linen, and cold as the clay. I see by your scare strap that you are a lineman, These words he did say as I boldly walked by. "Come sit down beside m e and hear my sad story, I fell off a pole and I know I must die." "'twas once up the poles I used to go dashing, Once up the poles I used to go gay. First up the sixties and then up the nineties, But I fell off an eighteen and F m dying today. "Oh ring the phone softly and climb the pole slowly, Check your 'D-rings' when you go aloft; Keep your hooks sharpened and grease up your scare-strap: I'm tellin' you buddy, that ground ain't so soft. "Get me six drunken linemen to carry my coffin, Six splicers' helpers to mud. in my grave. Take m e to Kline the great ivhite father, And let him mourn over his gallant young slave." BILLY BARLOW Let ; go hunting says Risky Rob Let's go hunting says Robin to Bob Lets go hunting says Dan'l and Joe Let's go hunting says Billy Barlow What shall we hunt (3) Let's hunt a rat says Billy Barlow. How shall we hunt him (3) Go borry a gun, says Billy Barlow. How shall we haul him (3) Go borry a cart, says Billy Barlow. How shall we divide him (4) I'll take side, back, leg, Talibone mine, says Billy Barlow How shall we cook him (4) I'll fry side, bake back, boil leg, Talibone raw, says Billy Barlow. HA HA THIS-A-WAY When I was a (li '1 boy) (3) When I was a li'l boy twelve years old; Papa wtent and (left me) (3) Papa went and left me, so I'se told. CHORUS Ha ha this-a-Way Ha ha that-a-way Ha ha this-a-way Man, oh then. Mama came and (got me) (3) Mama came and got me, save my soul. Mama never (whupped me) (3) Mama never whupped me, so I'se told. (Chorus) I went to (^chool, boy) (8) I went to school when I was twelve years old; I obeyed (the rules) (3) I obeyed the rules as I was told. (Chorus) I went to a (teacher) (3) I went to a teacher, to save my soul; Teacher was a preacher, preacher, preacher, Teacher was a preacher, so I'se told. (Chorus) I learnt my (lesson) (3) I learnt my lesson to save my soul; Wasn't that a (blessin') (3) Wasn't that a blessin so I was told. (Chorus) HOG DROVERS He: Hog drovers, hog drovers, hog drovers we are, A-courtin' your daughter so young and so fair And can we get lodgin' here, oh, here, And can we get lodgin' here? She: I have but one daughter, she sits by my side And none of you drovers can have her to bride, And you can't get lodgin' here, oh, here, And you can't get lodgin' here. He: We care not for your daughter and less for yourself. We'll travel on farther and better our wealth And we don't want lodgin' here, oh, here, And we don't want lodgin' here. She: I have but one daughter who sits on my knee And the first one in order can get her from me By bringing another one here, oh, here, By bringing another*one here, He: Hog drovers, hog drovers, hog drovers we are A-courting your daughter, so young and so fair And can we get lodgin' here, oh, here, And can we get lodgin' here? HOBO'S LULLABY Go to sleep you weary hobo, Let the towns drift slowly by; Can't you hear the steel rails humming? That's the hobo's lullaby. Do not think about tomorrow, Let tomorrow come and go; Tonight you've got a nice warm box-car Safe from all this wind and snow. I know your clothes are torn and ragged And your hair is turning gray; Lift your chin and smile at trouble You'll find rest and peace some day. I know the police cause you trouble, They cause trouble everywhere; But when you die and go to heaven You'll find no policemen there. SONG SHEET #20 TALKING NOTHING A Wen I looked from the floor to the top of the stair, DiajaL't see a man who wasn't there, A A DjJnH see nothin1, nothin' atall, nothin' atall all over the wall/ A y e d o m m a n ce OfTa-can-cy. H Well I saw a man standin' around Spreadin' nothin' all over the ground. "-- Heard some passin1 people say, "All that nothin' gets in the way, And there oughta Be - a - law. " I went to the cupboard, the cupboard was bare, Nothin', nothin', nothin' was there. I turned around and scratched m y face, there was so much nothin' all over In the chairs the place, And on the walls. Well I thought I better lay in a supply, So I went to the store some nothin' to buy In the window a big display - - W e got plenty of nothin' today, And it's all Vacuum packed. The clerk came round and said, "What'll it be?" Nothin', nothin', nothin1 for me. "Well how do you want it? Short, fat, tall, skinny, this or that " I'll take some with bows on. Wrap it up nice, For a gift. This song was written with nothing in mind, Nothiig at all of any kind, Nothing at all of any degree -- And there's nothing in it, as you can see. Nothin', Nothin', Nothin1, We was aided by A poverty of intellect. TIMES ARE GET TIN' HARD Times are gettin' hard, boys, money's gettin8 scarce, If times don't get no better, boys, gonna leave this place. Take my true love by the hand, lead her through the town, Say goodbye to everyone, goodbye to everyone. - 2 - TIMES ARE GETTIN' HARD (Continued) Chilly winds blow hard and cold, guess I'm gettin' old. Set m e down and rest awhile, one more mile down the road. One more mile down the road, boys, one more mile down the road, Set m e down and rest a while, one more mile down the road. Wish I had a dollar bill for every beet I've hoed, But I'll move on when the job runs out, one more mile down the road. One more mile down the road, boys, one more mile down the road, I'll move on when the job runs out, one more mile down the road. Jwii WISH I WAS SINGLE AGAIN 7^ lavish I was single again, aga^A I wish I was singleag^n^///^. / jO Cm when I was single, my^mofley did Jingle^^md I wish I was single again, again. I wish I was single a'.a)g ^crn. I married a wife, oh then, oh then, I married a wife oh then. I married a wife, she was the curse of m y life, and I wished I was single again, again, I wished I was single again. My wife she died, oh then, oh then, my wife she died, oh then. M y wife she died and I laughed 'til I cried, to think I was single again, again, to think I was single again. I married me another, oh then, oh then, I married me another, oh then, I married m e another, she's the devil's grandmother, and I wish I was single again, again, I wish I was single again. She beat me and banged me oh then, oh then, she beat me and banged me, oh then. She beat m e and banged m e and swore she would hang m e and I wish I was single again, again, I wish I was single again. I wish I was single again, again, I wish I was single again. Oh when I was single, m y money did jingle, and I wish I was again, I wish I was single again. 4. _. SUGAR BABY Am't got no sugar baby n AnFlf got no honey baby no le again, in't got no use for your j^pd apple juice, m't got no sugar baby now. * 1 i,v o 01 V " I I?'1 1 i 1 i 4 > < . I_> > > - 3 - SUGAR BABY (Continued) Who'll take m y red Rockin' chair? Who'll take m y red rockin' chair? Who'll rock the cradle, who'll sing the song? Who'll rock the cradle when I'm gone? I'll take that red rockin1 chair. I'll take the red rockin' chair. I'll rock the cradle, I'll sing the song, I'll rock the cradle when you're gone. Ain't got no sugar baby now. Ain't got no honey baby now, All I can do, all I can say, Take you to your mama next payday. Ain't got no sugar baby npw. Ain't got no honey baby now. Ain't got no use for your red apple juice, Ain't got no sugar baby now. '^iDARK AS A D U N G E ON ff v it al,l you, fellow so voiing rtu 1 'Til, th J/__=-T yo\jHAl©rtune i e% a nabit and seep stream of your bipod runs *-_. n * %- • r t joitng » d s o fine Q ^ ^ 4 jeep m your SmL***' (^_ •Tack as the ooal. . , , yol as REFRAIN: (3r >*ltls dark as a dungeon and damp as thei dew J^where the dangers are double and the^^easures^a^e few, where the rains never fall and the nSun never shTn^ It's c§_ ana tne T U n nejer ¥k as a dungeon way down in the rmnes, '»! There is m a n y a m a n I have known in m y day W h o lived but to labor his whole life away. Like a fiend with his dope and a drunkard his wine, A m a n will have lust for the lure of the mine. REFRAIN I' hope when I die and the ages will roll M y body will blacken and turn into coal. Then I'll gaze from the door of m y heavenly home And pity the miners a diggin1 m y bones. REFRAIN OrA Q^ 07 £//&/ f// HI <r// %lft// %(/ . • : • ' ,. - 4 - 6. TUMBALALAIKA Hear my tale of a certain young man, Staid up all night 'till he thought of a plan. He wanted a girl who would be his delight, A girl who was pretty, witty and bright. REFRAIN: Tumbala, Tumbala, Tumbalalaika, Tumbala, Tumbala, Tumbalalaika. Tumbalalaika, Tumbalalaika, Tumbalalaika Frey Lach Zol Zein. Tell me my pretty one, tell if you knew, What needs no rain and yet it can grow? Tell what can blossom, bloom through the years. Tell what can yearn, cry without tears? REFRAIN Oh foolish boy now surely you know, A stone needs no rain and yet it can grow. True love can blossom, bloom through the years And a heart, when it yearns, cries without tears. REFRAIN 7. WHEN I W A S SINGLE When I was single, went dressed so fine, Now I a m married, go wragged all the time, And Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again. Dishes to wash, spring to go to. When you are married, you've got it all to do, And Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again, Three little babies, layin' in their beds All of them so hungry, Lord, they can't raise up their heads, And Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again. I wash their little feet, send them to school; 'Long comes that drunkard, callin' them a fool, And Lord, don't I wish I was a single girl again. - 5 - WHEN I WAS SINGLE (Continued) When I was single, I eat chicken pie, Now that I'm married, I eat corn bread or die, And Lord, Don't I wish I was a single girl again. Mi zot o la, Min hamid bar, Zeh, do di li. Do di li, va a ni lo, Ha ro e, ba sho sha nim.. Do di li, va a ni lo, ha ro e, ba sho sha nim. 8. DO DI LI Do di li, va a ni lo, Ha ro e, ba sho sha nim. Do di li, va a ni lo, Ha ro e, ba sho sha nim. Mi zot o la, Min ha mid bar Zeh, do di li ( 'i' is pronounced "ee" 'le1 is pronounced "a" ) 9. WILD ROVER I've been a wild rover for many a year, I spent all m y money on whiskey and beer, But now I'm returning with gold in great store, And I never shall play the wild rover no more. REFRAIN: And it's no, no, never, never no more. I never, never, never shall play the wild rover no more. I stopped in a tavern I used to frequent, I told the landlady m y money was spent, I asked her for whiskey, she answered me, '"Nay, Such custom as yours I can have any day. " REFRAIN I drew from my pocket ten sovereigns so bright And the landlady's eyes grew wide with delight. She said, "You'll have whiskey and wine of the best, And the words I just told you were only in jest. " REFRAIN - 6 - WILD R O V E R (Continued) I'll write home to my parents, confess what I've done, And ask them to pardon their prodigal son. And if they will do so as they've done before, I never shall play the wild rover no more. REFRAIN 10. AWAY WITH RUM We're coming, we're coming, this brave little band. On the right side of temperance we'll now take our stand! REFRAIN: Away, away with rum, by gum, That's the song of the Salvation Army. Oh, we don't eat fruitcake, it's cock full of rum, And the tiniest bit puts a man on the bum. REFRAIN Oh a man who eats fruitcake is a public disgrace As he rolls in the gutter with crums on his face. REFRAIN Oh a man who eats fruitcake is nigh unto death With the odor of raisins and rum on his breath. REFRAIN We're coming, we're coming, this brave little band. On the right side of temperance we'll now take our stand! 11. THE GIRL THAT PLAYED INJUN WITH ME Oh the place where I first saw the light Was a ranch on the desert so dry. The lullaby song every night Was the howl of some coyote close by. At ten I was riding the range And boy friends I rarely did see. But it happened that visits I'd often exchange With the girl that played Injun with me. - 7 - THE GIRL THAT P L A Y E D INJUN WITH M E (Continued) REFRAIN: Oh the girl that played injun with me, She would set m y heart dancing with me. I would ride many miles for one of the smiles Of the girl that played injun with me. How often I'd round up the herd, Mount the pinto, the blue, or the roan, And ride like a lone desert bird To the ranch of the girl of m y own. A proud dapple gray she would ride, Where the prairie bloom scented the lea, And I felt like a hero to ride by the side Of the girl that played injun with me. REFRAIN: When twenty we met at a dance. It was there I first felt cupid's dart. She conquered m y heart with a glance, She lassoed m y wild bronco heart. I lived from her then twenty miles, Now that may seem far, I'll agree. But 'twas there I would journey for one of the smiles Of the girl that played injun with me. REFRAIN One evening I dressed in my best And I saddled m y fleet footed bay. The sunset was tinting the west As in rapture I galloped away. M y goal was the girl of m y heart For soon m y dear wife she would be. And I knew that I never or never could part from The girl that played injun with me. REFRAII^ I arrived at her ranch just at nine. I could scarcely wait to propose. I knew she would vow to be mine, But what do you really suppose? A dude from the city was there; I felt like a burned hollow tree. For he sat in the moonlight and on the same chair With the girl that played injun with me. REFRAIN 12. NINE HUNDRED MILES A m I'm. walking down the^track, tears in m y eyes, Trying to read a letter*'1 from m y home. A If that traTr^runs m e right, I'll be Qiome tomo_47w night, 'Cause P m nineMralnpLred miles fromPmy home, And I hate to hear felit lonesome whistle blow. I will pawn you my watch, pawn you my chain, Pawn you m y gold diamond ring. If that train runs m e right, I'll be home tomorrow night, 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from m y home, And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow. This train that I'm on is one hundred coaches long. You can hear the whistle blow one hundred miles. If this train runs m e right, I'll be home tomorrow night, 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from m y home, And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow. If my honey says no, I'll railroad no more, Sidetrack this train and go home. If this wheeler runs m e right, I'll be home tomorrow night, 'Cause I'm nine hundred miles from m y home, And I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow. 13. . THE CAT CAME BACK 4 Old farmer Jones had troubles all his own, Had an/pld yellow cat that wouldn't leave home, Tried everything he could to make the cat go away, Took him to Canada and left him for to stay. APHORUS^ (sung after each verse) J3ut the £kx came fl^k the -xery next day The oldfeit came Back, thdught he-was a gonneryl^ But the^Jat came back 'cause he wouldn't stay away. The gave the cat to a man in a balloon, Told the man to give him to the man in the moon, The balloon it busted and everybody said, Seven miles away they picked the man up dead. They took him to the shop when the butcher wasn't round, Put him in the hopper where the meat was ground. The cat disappeared with a blood curdlin1 shriek, And the town's hamburger tasted furry for a week. : _. 9 - THE CAT CAME __ACK (Continued) They thought they found this cat a way to fix, They put him in an orange crate on Hiway 66, Came a 20 ton truck with a 40 ton load, Scattered pieces of the crate !bout a mile down the road. Old farmer Jones said hefd shoot the cat on sight, So he loaded up his gun full of nails and dynamite. He hid behind a bush till the cat came around, Seven little pieces of man was all they found. They put him on a boat bound for Sydney town. They thought with all the rain he'd surely drown. The rain came down for the ninety seventh day. The whole durn town just floated out the bay. Put him on the Whitehouse lawn, tell you the reason why, Thought with all the golf balls flying he'd surely die. Came out the next morning, took a look around, 67 squirrels were lyin' dead upon the ground. Took him to Cape Canaveral, put him in the place, Put him in a rocket and shot him into space. Thought that cat was beyond human reach Until they got a phone call from Miami Beach. Gave a boy a dollar to put the cat afloat, So he took him up the river in a saginaw boat. The fishin' was fine until they looked around, The boat was sunk and the boy was drowned.! Left him in Salt Lake, it was a great relief, Gave him to Skousen our dear police chief. He threw him in the cooler without no bail, Now there's no jrnapnr left to tell about this tale. li y H \ • - '" if/"'/"/ /'//<? 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Only say that you'll be mine And our home will happy be Down beside some water flow On the banks of the Ohio I put my knife against her breast, Gently to her bosom pressed. If6 Willy dear, don't murder me, For I am unprepared to die." I took her by the little white hand Led her to the river strand, plunged her in where she would drown and I watched as she floated down. Returning home, 'lout 12 or one Thinking on the deed I done, Drowned the girl that I loved best Because she would not be my bride. THE COWBOY*S LAMENT As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, As I walked out in Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen, Wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay. I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy. These words he did say as I boldly walked by* "Come sit down beside me, and hear my sad story, I'm shot in the breast, and I know I must die* It'was once in the saddle I used to go dashing> Once in the saddle I used to go gay* First down to Rosie's and then to the card house, Got shot in the breast> and I'm dyin' today. Get sixteen gamblers to handle my coffin, Get six jolly cowboys to sing me a Song. Take me to the graveyard, and lay the sod O'er me> For I'm a young cowkoy, and I know I*ve done wrong* Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin Get six purty maids to sing me a song Take me to the valley, and lay the sod o'er me, For I'm a young cowboy, and I know I've done wrong. CCWBOY'S ALAMENT (continued) Oh, beat the drums slowly, and play the fif© lowly Play the dead march as they carry me along, Put bunches of roses all over my coffin, Roses to deaden the clods as they fall." As I walked out in the streets of Laredo, As I walked out in Laredo one day, I spied a young cowboy all wrapped in white linen Wrapped in white linen, as cold as the clay. LINEMAN'S HYMN (same tune as Cowboys Lament) As I walked out in the streets of old Burley As I walked out in Burley one day, I spied a young lineman all wrapped in white linen, All wrapped in white linen, and cold as the clay. I see by your scare strap that you are a lineman, These words he did say as I boldy walked by. "Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story, I fell off a pole and I know I must die. Twas once up the poles I used to go dashing, Once up the poles I used to go gay. First up the sixties and then up the nineties, But I fell off an eighteen and I'm dying today. Oh ring the phone softly and climb the pole slowly, Check your 'D-rings' when you go aloft; Keep your hooks sharpened, and grease up your scare-strap; I'm tellin' you buddy, that ground ain't so soft. Get me six drunken linemen to carry my coffin, Six splicers' helpers to mud in my grave. Take me to Kline the great white father, And let him mourn over his Gallant young slave." HARD TIMES IN THE MILL Every morning at Half-past four You hear the cook's hop on the floor Refrain It's hard times in the mill, my love, Hard times in the mill. Every morning just at five You gotta get up dead or alive Every morning right at six Don't that old bell just make you sick? The pulley got hot, the belt jumped off, Knocked Mr. Guyon's derby off. Old Pat Goble thinks he's a hon Put's me in mind of a doodle in the sun. HARD TIMES IN THE MILL (continued) The section hand thinks he's a man He ain't got sense to pay off his hands. They steal his ring, they steal his knife, They steal everything but his big fat wife. My bobin's all out, me ends all down The doffers in my alley and I can't get around. The section hand's standing at the door Ordering the sweeper to sweep up the floor. Every night when I get home A piece of corn bread and an old jaw-bone Ain't it enough to break your heart? Hafta work all day and at night it's dark. PASSING THROUGH I saw Adam leave the garden with an apple in his hand. I said now you're out what are you gonna do? Plant my crops and pray for rain, Maybe raise a little cain I'm an orphan and I'm only passin' through. Chorus Passin through Passin through Sometimes happy, sometimes blue Glad that I ran into you Tell the people that you saw me passin through. I saw Jesus on the cross on that hill called Calvary, Do you hate mankind for what they done to you? He said "speak of love, not hate" Things to do, its getting late I've so little time and I'm just passin through I shivered next to Washington one night at Valley Forge Why do the soldiers freeze here like they do? Men will suffer men will fight Even die for what is right Even thought they knew they're only passin through. Was at Franklin Roosevelt's side just a while before he died He said one work must come out of World War II Yankee, Russian, White or Tan Lord a man is just a man We're all brothers and we're only passin through. TM FOX The fox went out on a chilly night Prayed for the moon to give him light For he'd many a mile to go that night Before he reached the town-0 Town-o, town-o, he'd many a mile to go that night, Before he reached the town-o. He ran till he came to a great big bin The ducks and the geese were put therein Said couple of you will grease my chin Before I leave this town-o, etc. He grabbed the grey goose by the neck Slung the little one over his back, He didn't mind their quack-quack-quack, And the legs all dangling down-o, etc. Old mother pitter-patter jumped out of bed Out of the window she cocked her head Crying, John John, the grey goose is gone and the fox is one the town-o, etc. John, he went to the top of the hill Blew his horn both loud and shrill The fox, he said, better flee with my kill H.-.'ll soon be on my trail-o, etc. ge ran till he came to his cozy den There were the little ones, eight, nine, ten, Ihey said, daddy, better go back again, Cause it must be a mighty fun town-o, etc. The fox and his wife without any strife cut up the goose with fork and knife, They never had such a supper in their life and the little ones chewed on the bones-o, etc. JUBILEE All out on the old railroad 'S' all out on the sea 'S' all out on the old railroad As far as I can see. Swing 'n' turn, Jubilee Live 'n' learn, Jubilee. Hardest, work that I ever done Working on the farm, Easiest work that I ever done Swingin my true loves arm. Coffee grows on the whit-oak tree, Sugar runs in Brandy Boys as pure as a lump of gold Girls as sweet as canary If I had me a needle and thread Fine as I could sew, Sew my true love to my side and down the road I'd go If I had no horse to ride I'd be found a=crawling, Up and down this rocky road Looking for my darling All out on the old railroad 'S' all out on the sea «S' all out on the old railroad As far as I could see. OH SUSANNA I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee I'm going to Louisiana my true love for to see. It rained all night, the day I left, the weather it was dry The sun so hot I froze to death, Susanna don't you cry. Oh Susanna, don't you cry for me, I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee. I had a dream the other night, when everything was still I dreamed I saw Susanna a-coming downs the hill. A red red rose was in her cheek, a tear was in her eye I said to her, Susanna girl, Susanna don't you cry. THE RIDDLE SONG. I gave my love a cherry that had no stone I gave my love a chicken that had no bone I gave my love a story that had no end I gave my love a baby with no crying. How can there be a cherry without any store How can there be a chicken that has no bone How can there be a story that has no end How can there be a baby that's not crying*. A cherry when it's bloomin it has no stone A chickan when it's ppippin it has no bone The story that I love you, it has no end A baby when it's sleeping, it's not crying. GO TELL AUNT RHODY Go tell aunt Rhody, go tell aunt Rhody, go tell aunt Rhody The old grey goose is dead. The one she's been saving (3 times) To make a feather bed. Old ganders grieving (3) Because his wife is dead. And the gosling are crying (3) Because their mammy's dead. She died in the mill pond (3) Standing on her head. She'll be buried next Sunday (3) Or so the preacher said. She only had one feather (3) Sticking from her head. So Go tell aunt Rhody (3) The old grey goose is dead. The Mermaid 1. 'Twas Friday morn when we set sail, And we were not far from the land, When the captain soied a fair mermaid With a comb and a glass in her hand. 2. Then up spake the captain of pu» gallant ship And a well-spoken man was he, "I married me a wife in Salem town, And tonight she a widow will be.11 3. Then up spake the cook of our gallant fehlp, And a red hot c_b(bk was he, MI care much more for my kettles and my pots Than I do for the bottom of the sea." II. Then up spake the cabin-boy of our gallant ship, And a dirty little rat was he, "There's nary a soul in Salem town, Who gives a damn about me." 5. Then three times around went our gallant ship, And three times around wkent _h e; Then three times around went our gallant ship, And she sank to the bottom of the sea. Chorus Oh, the ocean waves may roll, may roll, And the stormy winds may bchow, may they blow, But we poor sailors go skipping to the top, While the landlubbers lie down below, below, below, While the landlubbers lie down below. Russian Round Hi-ho! Anybody home? No meat nor drink nor money have I none, But still I will be merry. (First verse soft, second strong, third soft.) Can!:t You Dance the Polka? 1. As I came down the Bowery, one evening in July, I met a maid who asked my trade, and a sailor John said I. 2. To Tiffany's I took her, I did not mind expense; I bought her two gold earrings: they cost me fifty cents. 3. Says she, "You lime-juice sailor, now see me home you may," But when we reached her cottage door she unto me did say, !p. "My young man he's a sailor, with his harr cut short behind; He wears a tarry jumper, and he sails on the Black Ball line." Chorus Then away, you Santy, my dear Annie, Oh, you New York girls, can't you dance the polka? 191 * That Good '01 Mountain Dew (Chorus) 1. My brother Bill has a still on the hill, That turns out a gallon or two. The buzzards in the sky get so high that they can't fly, On that good 'ol mountain dew. 2. My cousin Mort, he is sawed-off and short: He measured but four foot two. But he feels like a giant when he gets a pint Of that good 'ol mountain dew. 3« My cousin Flume got. a pint of mew perfume, That had all her beaus in a stew. She was real surprised when she had it analyzed; It was good 'ol mountain dew. h. Our parson Russ said that he would never cuss, Not even a sentence or two. But you oughta hear him swear when he doesn't get his share Of that good 'ol mountain dew. Chorus Oh, they call it that good 'ol mountain dew, And them that refuse it are few. (Mighty few!) I'll shut up my mug if you'll fill my jug With that good 'ol mountain dew. Here Lies a Woman (Round) Here lies a woman. Who can deny it? She died in peace, Though lived unquiet. Her #usband prays, As o'er her grave you walk, You would tread soft. You would tread soft, For if she wakes, For if she wakes she'll talk. Tread soft! For if she wakes she'll talk! The Eddys tone Light 1. My father was the keeper of the Eddystone Light, And he slept witha mermaid one fine night. Of this union there dame three; A porpoise and a norgy and tie other was me. 2. One night while I was a-trimmin* of the glim And singin' a verse from the Evenin' Hymn, A voice from the starboard shouts, Ahoy! And there was my mother a-sittin' on a buoy. 3. Oh, what has become of ray children three? My mother then she asked of me. One was exhibited as a talkin1 fish, And the other was served in a chafing dish. ip. The phosphorus flashed in her seaweed hair, I looked again, and my mother wasn't there. A voice come a-echoin' out of the night, To hell with the keeper of the Eddystone Light! Chorus Yo-ho-ho, the wind blows free, Oh, for a life on the rollin' sea! IXXX Sionin' Cider The prettiest girl (the< prettiest girl) I ever saw (I.ever saw) a straw. Was siopin ci- (was sippin ci-) -Der through a straw. (-Dor through a straw) The prettiest girl I ever saw Was sippin' cider through a straw. I told that girl I didn't see how She sipped that cider through the straw. First cheek to cheek, then jaw to jaw We sipoed our cider through a straw. Each now and then that straw would slip And I'd sip cider from her lip. fha t' s how I got me mo the r-1 n-1 aw From sippin' cider through a straw. Now twenty-nine kids all call me Paw. 'Cause I siDped cider through a straw. The moral of this little tale Is sip your cider from a pail! (Sing all verses as in first verse) The Little Skunk A I stuck my head in a little skunk's hole, And the little skunk said, "Well, upon my soul! Take it out! Take it out! Remove it!" 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In Norway land ther be a maid In MNorway land there be a maid and sits and wee :s by Ion my babe little knww I mgr childs father or jet the land from where he be Then up in a rose at her bedside and a strange like sight I assure you it be saying here am I thy childs father although I be not come thee I am a man upon the land I am a silkie on the sea and when I am far from this grey shore ray home it is on the shule skerry then he has taken a purse of gold" and laid it down upon her knee saying I shall return in 1 long y ars and this shall be thy nursing fee and shall come to pass on a summers day when the sun shines hot on wvery stone that T shall come for ny own true son an • te-^ch him how to «wim home and you shall marry a good gunner and a right fine gunner t swe r h«'ll be and bery first shot he shall take shall ITill our little son and me In Norway land there be a maid and gits and weeps by lou my babe little know I my childs father or yet the land from where he be r:. C|<rv •. CHRIST WAS BORN IN BETHLEHEM. Easter version: Christ was &orn in Bethlehem (3) And in a manger lay. CHO: And in a manger lap, And in a manger lay Christ was born in Bethlehem And in a manger lay Mary was his mother She loved our savior best Judas he betrayed him And nailed him to the tree kra___m^inxQK^eicbnkmsm_SLm__:5ix l_MC_TT)kfflyd.<3h;__in What's the matter, Mary? They've stole my lord away Jospph begged his body And laid him in the tomb Tomb it would not hold him He's broke the bands of,death Christmas versions Same two first verses. Shepherds came to greet him And hail the king of kings Wise men came to see him They brought him gifts of gold What will you call hi#, Mary The infant king of heaven Think I'll call him Jesus Our lord Emanuel First verse opt. (/WcfM- >tni$<^ ^^A iuuyiA W j\ *. -^ , • .>- \r: * /? r c s ^r #»„, ^ # . X**"*"*-^*^ V__r STUDENT'S RECEIPT ASSOCIATED STUDENTS UNIVERSITY OF UTAH RECEIVED FROM FOR. 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(as it ought)* and that the prejwllcos and passions tfeidi dofosa oar betp: r nature* wore never called into action anoiig those to nbom thcor shoald savor te tfferangers*11 C.;-'^att Mr* Dickons knew fftuxf; he nas taUJdtag t&$ts.i# Christinas alt'isys riakes me feel ©o good about everything and fclend3y tosiarde everyone* fed of course titers are so sany bcwatlfUl songs and customs that usast b© pot assay ithon Christmas is orer* May I sing one nor* of sgr favorite c reals? APs one ie (Shot? closes on s: : P----1 carol) f 1Aw. fUww.*-, 1.^CHER'T TREE CAROL When Joseph was an olden man, Had lived full many a year, a year, - He courted and wedded the Queen of HeaK* n, And called her his dear. Then J seph was a ___a3np4__uH carpenter, and mary baked and spun, and spun, and when * twas ripe-cherry time again a family was begun# kfc-nQpc# «W»NrW'-c vytM-S3 o 'K«A"v\ •UJ Jar- -e-o- Then mary said in her meekness, Then mary what was so mild, so mftld, said, cherries is the bestest thing for women bearin1 child* \J.. Ao* d "A 5' <5~ A <cp ...a Then up spake Joseph to Mary- He was a man unkind, unkind-- oh it1 s who has sired your baby that1 s a-botherin1 my mind. Go thll this one, and straightway, that cherries hain't nothin* to me, to me* if he1 s a* er a man to sire a child, he' s a man to climb a tree. yuV Then mary1 s son, our saviour, he spake from mary1 s Jteart^ her heart, I111 make this tree bow low, low down, V 11 take my mammy*s part* Then the cherry tree hit bowed low down, Hit baired down to the ground, the ground, And gentle mary helped herself to cher ies without a sound* Then J seph "said in £er or j I see my wrong is great, is great, pray come, my gentle queen of heav* n, The secret do relate. Then said the Virgin Mary, the secret i will share, w 11 share: on Christmas eve, in a ox* s stall, the christ child I will bear. \>. .. ,. /, ,' ' •• ' A *- *]o U^ *v_ CU«A_ • • . •4 • ^*- •* Tt" • This land is your land 2. Hi R6 Jerum 3. The Handcart Song 4. The Devil & The Farmer 5. Jenny Jenkins 6. Blowin* In the Wind 7* Run Come See 3. I Truly Understand 9. Cotton Mill Girls D« Pretty Saro 1*: Plaisir _Bamour 2. 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I rode a gray horse that was aalled a gray mare Gray mane and gray tail, green stripe down her back there wan* t a hare on her be what was c filed black she stood so stifjl, she threw me to the dirt she tore my heart and she breuised my shirt from saddle to stirrup __i. From saddle to stirup i mounted again and on my ten tows I rode over the plain. met the king and the queen and a company more a ridin behind and a marchin before come a stark naked drummer a be tin a drum with his hands in his bosom Set down on a hard, hot cold frozen stone, ten thousand stood around me and yet is a lone took my hat in my hand for to keep my head warm ten thoudand got drownded that never was born* ( ( A^ SEVEN GYPSIES stood in a row, they sang so sweetly through the air They sang so sweet and so com&plete thep cParmed the heart of a lady fair Well she's put up her high-heeled shoes all made of Spanish leather-o She's caught her petticoat raund her knees and she's away forever-o When her lord came home that night, inquiring for his lady-o His servant he replied to him, She's gone with the black-eyed gypsy-o. Oh, saddle me my milk-white steed and saddle me my pony-o And I will ride o'er the countryside to overtake my lady-o Well, he rode high and he rode low, he rode through woods and copses too Until he came to an open field and there he sp&ifcd his lady-o How can you leave your house and your land, how can you leave your money-o How can pou leave your new-wedded lord to follow the black-eyed gypsy-o? Oh, what care I for your house ana land, and what care I for your money-o And what care I for my new-wedded lord, I'll follow the black-eyed gyppy-o. Last night I lay in a fine feather bed, the sheets turned down so bravely-o Tonight I'll lie inan open field in the arms of my black-eyed gypsy-o. vt4,«vP a THE LITTLE CARPENTER. iv^W Uj^f'V Ck +v» S4ww»'' i I'll sing to you a new song, that's lately been made About a little carpenter ±k who courted a fair maid He ± courted her, he courted her, he loved her as his life Ofttimes he'd ask her if she would be his wife. Along come the old man, he come from Noah's ark , Long time a-travelin1 a-goin in the dark 0 I can't fancy you, old man, you look too old and grim 0 my little carpenter, o what's become of him? Then 'long come the blacksmith, he come the other day Gave to me a handkerchief, all soUl the people say Gave to me a golden ring just to talk with him again But o my little carpenter, what has become of him? .Then 'long come theVoung man, he come from Scarlet Uown *A Gold chains and finger rings, he threw' them on the ground 0 I can fancy you, young man, you look so meat and trim But o my little carpenter, what will become of him? Then 'long come the carpenter, he come so neat and slow All the money t;at he makes he brings to me to show *^tie hews with his broad axe all day and sets by me all night 0 my little carpenter, my whole heart's delight. UA^I ipjJf-^A ^i [9^M THE OLD MAN ROCKIN THE CRADLE. (For scholarly interest, compare Git along little dogies.) One gright summer's mornin I chanced to go rovin A-down the green meadow I joggled along I heard an old man makin sad lamentation He was rockin a craddle and singin this song. CHO. Singin ee-i-o, sweet babby lie easy lour own daddy might never be known It's weepin and wailin and rockin the craddle And nursin a babby and a child not your own. When first that I married your innocent mother I thought like a fool I was gettin a wife f^lA'^) But for all that I loved her she's Iroved to be ©rrinf She's turned out to be the torment of my life. So come all you young fellers that wants $50 get married Take my advice, leave the women alone For jtte by the lord Harry, if you ever get married You'll be nursin a babby that's none of your own. IN NOTTAMUN TOWN, not a soul would look up Not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down Net a soul would look up, not a soul would look down To show me the way to fair Nottamun Town. I spied a gray horse, that is called a gray mare Gray mane and gray tail, green stripe down her back Gray mane and gray tail, green stripe down her back There wa'nt a hair on her be what was called black She stood so still she threw me to the dirt She tore mp heart and she bruised my shirt From saddle to stirrpp I mounted again And on my ten toes I rode over the plain. Met the king and the queen and a company more A-ridin behind and a-marchin before Come a stark-nekkid drummer_g_k_s a-beatin a drum With his hands in his bosom tripped oveB the plain. Set down on a hard, hot cold frozen stone Ten thousand stood around me and __•!•* l's alone j#iw., (&H4vA Took my hat in my hand for to keep my head warm Ten thousand got drownded that never was burn. * Y4-T LIFE IS LIKE A MOUNTAIN RAILWAY. Life is like a mountain railway With an engineer so brave We must make this run successful ; From the cradle to the grave Watch the curve that fills the tunnel Never falter, never fail Keep your hand upon the throttle And your eye upon the rail. Apr\,« ^ \ j g, As you roll across the trestle Spanning Jordan's swelling tide You behold the union depot Into it your trail will glide There you'll meet the sup'rintendent God the father, god the son, With a hearty, joyous greeting Weary pilgrim, welcome home. CHO. Precious savior that will guide us Till we reach that blissful shore Where the angels wait to join us In god's grace forevermore. ONLY A TRAMP. Only a tramp was Lazarus that day He lay down by the rich man's gate Well he begged for some crumbs* from the rich man to eat But they left him to die like a tramp on the street. He was some mother's darling, some mother's son Once he was fair and once he was young Then some mother rocked him, little darling, to sleep But you left him to die* a tramp oh the street. A*like If Jesus should come and knock on your door Would you let him come in and take from your store Would you turn him away with nothing to eat Would you leave him to die like a tramp on the street He was Mary's own darling, he was god's chosen son Once he was fair and once he was young Then Mary she rocked him, little darling, to sleep And you left him to die like a tramp on the street. Jesus he died on Calvary's peak Gave his life's blood for you and for me They pierced his side, Lord, his hands and his feet And they left him to die like a tramp on the street. He was Mary's own darling, he was god's chosen son Once he was fair and once he was young Then Mary she rocked him, the little darling, to sleep And she left him to die like a tramp on the street. THE HANDCART SONG. Ye Saints who dwell on Britain's shore Prepare yourselves with many more To leave behind your native land For sure God's judgments are at hand. For you must cross the raging main Before the promised land you gain And with the fruitful make a start To cross the plains with your handcart* CHORUS: For some must push and some must pull As we go marching up the hill So merrily on the way we go Until we reach the valley-o. As on the road the carts were pulled •Twould very much surprise the world To see the old and feeble dame That lends a hand to pull the same. And maidens then will laugh and sing Young men more happy than a king And children they will laugh arid play Their strength increasing day by day. And long before thepvalley's gained We will be met upon the plain With music sweet and friends so dear Fresh supplies out? hearts to cheer. And then with music and with song How cheerfully we'll march along Thank the day we made the start To cross the; plains with our handcart.' ! ? iyvi.~<) i|fef! Liza Jane Now if I had a scolding wife I'd whip her, sure as you're born, I' d send her down to New Orleans And trade her off for corn. Yonde^- stands my own true love, she1 s all dressed in red. And she1 s the darling of my life, and I wish my flrife was dead. Friday night my wife died, Saturday she was buriedj Sunday was my courting day, and Monday I got mafcfcied. If I had a scolding wife, I sure would whup her some, I' d run my finger down her throat and gag her with my thumb. Long lonesome road Oh, look up and down than long, lonesome read, hand down your head and cry, my love I wish to the Lord I had never been born, or died when I was a baby. No, I wouldn* t been a-eatin* this old cold corn bread, soppin* this salty gravy. You caused me to wwep, lord you caused me to moan, you caused me to leave my home I'd never want to see your red rosy cheeks, or hear that flatterin1 tongue I wish I had some pretty little girl, to tell my secrets to Cause this old girl I'm goin' with tells everything I do. Now if you don't quit those rough rowdy wasy, going to be in some county jail, some day Just look up and down that long lonesome road, hand down your head and cry, my ! SINKING IN THE LONESOME SEA There was a little ship and she sailed upon the sea And she went by the name of the Merry Golden Tree As she sailed upon the low and lonesome,sea, as she sailed upon the lonesome sea There was a little sailor unto his captain said Oh captain captain what'11 you give to me if I sink them... Two hundred dollars I will give unto thee And my oldest daughter I' 11 wed unto you if you sink them... He bowed upon his breast and away swim he 'Til he came to the ship of the Turkish Revelle as she ailed... He had a tool that was made for the use And he bored nine holes in her hull all at once and he sank her... Then he .swam back to his ship and he beat upon the side Crying captain pick me up for I'm weary with the tide and I'm sinking... If it wasn' t for the love of your daughter and your men I would do unto you as I did unto them I would sink you... He bowed his he d and down sank he Fare well, farewell to the Merry Goldeil Tree for I'm sinking... THE LITTLE (A RPENTER I«11 tell to you a new song that1 s lately been made ' Tis of a little carpenter who courted a fair maid He courted her he courted her he loved her as his life Oft-times he1• ask her if she would be his wife. Along come an old man, he came from Noah' s Ark A long ways a-traveling a-courting in the dark I can't fancy you old man you look to old and grim Oh, my little carpenter, oh what' s become of him Along come the blachsmith, it was the other day He gave to me a handkerchief also the people say He gave to me a gold ring to taBk with him again Oh, my little carptneter, oh what' s become of him Along come a young man he came from Scarlet Town With gold chains and finger-rings, he throwed on the ground I can fancy you young man you look so neat and trum Oh, my little carpenter, what would become of him On came the carpenter he come so neat and slow All the money that he makes he brings to me to show He hews with his broad axe all day and sets by me at night Oh my little carpfenferr, my whole heart's delight. When it's winter and ski togs are chosen, I always remain quite aloof, Cause if I get near anything.frozen, I want it floating in 96 proof. I' 11 languich in some cozy bar And let the skiers stay out where they are* 2 cubes with a slug of VO, yo ho, is better than cold powder snow. 2 cubes with a sMg of VO, yo ho, what more does a man need to know? then a skier is hobbling on crutches, It' s obvious he' s been a fool, But a drinker quite rarely gets injured Unless he falls off his bar stool So let's have us a couple more snorts, Cause drinking' s the safest of sports* 2 shots with a cold glass of beer, my dear, A mountain txxx is nothing to fear* 2 shots in a cold glass of beer^ my dear, As long as we see it from here. When you ski you must always be thinking, And still you'll fall down ifi you*re tired; You may also fall down if you' re drinking, but there' s no mental effort required. So you ski and I' 11 drink you a toast, And we'll see who falls down the most. Drinking gin with a touch of vermouth, forsooth, Is easier than skiing in truth. Drinking gin with a touch of vermount, forsooth, Relaxed in some warm padded booth. Now skiing eosts money, I8m thinking, For equipment and clothes and the lift, But it doesn't cost much to start drinking, Just the price of some ice and a fifth. And though ski mountains reach to the sky, In my sport one gets just as high. 2 cubes with a slug of S ¥0, yo ho, The craziest sound that I know; 2 cubes with a slug of VO, yo ho, To hell with your cold powder snow. As I walked out one bright summer's mornin' I met a^ Jssr cowboy come ridin' along His hat^hrowed back and his spurs was a-jinglin* As I approached him he was singin' this song. Whoopie ti-yi-ay, get along little dogies, 11" "'' f11t Wyomin's your home It's whoopin' and yelltin' and drivin' the dogies, Ever makin' sad fortunes where it's none of our own. Now some boys tries the trail for pleasure, But them that does gits it awfully wrong. 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Then I began to think w at a deed I done I grabbed my hat m d KJU sway I run I m8de a little run but a little too slow They overtook me in Jericho I was standin' on the corner readin1 a bill When up stepped the sheriff from Thomasville He said, young man, ain't your name Brwon Remember the night you shot Sadie down? I says, yes sir, my nan e is lee, I murdered little Sadie in the first degree, In the first degree, in the second degree, You got any papers, won't, you read !em to me? They took me downtown and dressed me in black Fut me on a train and started me back They crammed me back in that Thomasville jail And I had no money for to go my bai 1. That judge and jury they took their stand The judge had the papers in his right hand forty-one days and forty-one nights, Forty-one years to wear the ball and stripes. I .•.•/..:•".'•. o . 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